Session 93

Ghostwish has connected.

 TMG has connected.

 Dr. Hatari has connected.

 Railock has connected.

 RAM has connected.

 * Ghostwish sighs. &quot;Well, I don't know what the hell is wrong with Tangled Web.. but at this rate, it looks like I've lost Tathi's sheet.&quot;

GM:Awful quiet today, ain't we?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Wat D: * Dr. Hatari raises brow.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I opened all my sheets just fine.

Railock:<font color="#000000">you didn't move it over after you lost tashers?

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">*before

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Perhaps its just having a lagspike.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi's sheet was the first victim.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">-- Sheesh, Ghost, what did you do? D: Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">No, it's been like this for a while. It's dropped all skills, feats, items, spells, notes... pretty much everything below equipment is gone.

Railock:<font color="#000000">nah tashers was lost for me as well when I visitied it. skills all gone

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ed and Swallowtail's sheets are fine, but Aelian's is -- yeah. =3=;

Railock:<font color="#000000">well transfer em over to myth weavers while you still have that

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">See, this makes me wonder if it's something with my -account-.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Mythweavers is working fine.

* Dr. Hatari checks all old sheets. Standby.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Hm... Kan's is fine...

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Be careful! The problem didn't crop up until I tried to save!

Railock:<font color="#000000">I'll check mine

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Saved Kan's, no changes.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">All my other dozen or so sheets on there are untouched.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Nope, still fine.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Perhaps change your password.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">That's... farfetched... who the fuck would go to the trouble of deleting all those fields, instead of say, deleting the sheet itself?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Your douchebag friends. :B *bricked*

Railock:<font color="#000000">mine are fine

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I dunno then. Seems like an isolated problem, anyways.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">I know.. I wish they'd be more responsive. There was a LOT on that sheet.

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

</i> RAM:<font color="#990000">Mine are fine. :.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">FRAAAAAAAAAAANCE

* RAM beats Meany with a baguette.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">At least you can reconstruct her skills from her macros? {:3

* Liatai is hit with the baguette backswing.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">and some of her spells. :P

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Preloadin' maps.

RAM:<font color="#990000">D: * RAM offers Liacute sushi in apology.

* Liatai noms.

* Meany beans RAM with a Bonaparte.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Afk a few shakes to collect snacks and perform canine duty.

* RAM sends Bonaparte to Russia in the winter.

GM:<font color="#000000">Let's put a character question or two on the table while we get situated, hm? :3

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

</i> Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Sure! :D

* VAE mroweth

GM:<font color="#000000">&quot;How does your character make a living, and why did he choose that route?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">okay, bobcat is back

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

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Maptool failed loading the HQ map again.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I make a living through delivering customers to a special mason, that raises the doorway before the walls are made.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Last item won't load.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Transfer window shows no objects.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Would you believe I work as a librarian, if I'm not administering SEEDS? Kind of stereotypical, I guess. Wizard, books, you get it.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I am an outdoorsman.. Fishing, trapping, even guiding the occasional commoner through the woods. It's a way of life.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">I've always loved music, always loved to explore, and always loved helping people. Is it any wonder I'm a travelling adventurer musician? :3 Playing at local inns or wherever they'll have me's a great way to earn some coin on the side.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Though ,another half of it is archive work. I sit on two feasts with one arse.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Kurrently my income source iz adventurink, but Hy alvays hef my eksperience as a kourier to fall back on if Hy need to.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">That information is, how you say, classified?

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;As for how I got to the job? Better say, the job got me, through calling for people who aren't afraid to stick one back to the drow and other criminal scum.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;However I have to to make ends meet. dance, cook, fight, labor, whatever is needed.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Templar sounds so much more extravagant than what I actually did.. It's probably more accurate to say I was a really bored social worker who had nothing to do, so I stood on guard duty whenever my chores were done. I didn't even really get a wage, the church just pays for room and food. ^^;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is Pelor's church *that* poor these days?&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">&quot;What's the worst illness your character has ever experienced?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'd like to say puking slime for a solid week was the worst, but it wasn't.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;A nasty little contagion that causes you to be allergic to paper. That put me two weeks behind in my studies.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;No comment.&quot; ^^;

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">@First question: &quot;My brother was going to be a druid, and I wasn't. So I chose the path of butchery a bit out of spite.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Back in Jones's Rock, I picked up mummy rot.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Augh, there was one winter when I caught the flu when we were on the road. Somehow Aelian was lucky enough to miss that one. I felt like I was gonna die. DX

Primera:<font color="#CC0066">Wasn't given much choice. @First question.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy vas actually radder sickly as a child. Hy tink de vorst vas zum kombination uf sinus infection und intestinal virus. Very nasty.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">@Second Question: &quot;I once had an ear infection in both ears. Does that count?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&gt;:3c ...

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Nope. *bricked*

TMG:<font color="#000000">okay, just popping in...I think I need another ten minutes, maybe half an hour before I'm in the clear

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">The week our instructors feed us various common poisons to develop immunity.

TMG:<font color="#000000">zat alright?

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">I caught filth fever three times in four weeks once.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">S'allright.

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

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Rat-catching duty was not pleasant. It did improve agility and accuracy, though.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;The worst bit about it was that Egon and Eli persuaded me that mummy rot causes your .. er. . certain parts to blacken, then shrivel, then fall off, and one of them have put some coal dust on the inside of my underwear.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Rat catching duty?&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes. Catching rats that had infested grain stores. It was the students' job.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;In Akellon, for that we got cats.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Their solitary use.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;I half suspect it was a way to keep students busy.&quot; :| &quot;Go out, hunt rats.&quot;

Kor:<font color="#9933FF">You monster. &gt;:(

GM:<font color="#000000">&quot;How does your character respond when she is unjustly accused of something?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">We used to shoot rats for target practice back in the Deffirders. &gt;:3

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Depends. If dey belieff me ven Hy say it vasn' me, den it's hall goot. If not...&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">*cocks hammer back* &gt;:E

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Wha -- D: Hey! Build my case, of course! Usually I can talk people into seeing my point of view. If I can't... ... well if I can't after a few tries it's usually time to run like hell. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Apologize and try to resolve the conflict. &gt;: Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">With lawyers.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Unjustly accused of something... well, I try to prove i have nothing the hell to do with it.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Unless it's a really grievous thing. Then...

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Apologize a lot. =3= *bricked*

Primera:<font color="#CC0066">With ignoring them.

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">With magic rings.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Honorless dogs! &gt;:E ... first think back to see if I actually did something. It would depend on what the thing was after that.

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">:3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Bloody hell, where'd I go to if I let anyone wipe their filthy mouth on me.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I believe the entire campaign answers that question concerning me.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Admit it for fun. And then demonstrate that there's not a god damn thing they can do about it. &gt;83

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Ha. We'll see what evidence they bring forward.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">I like her.

GM:<font color="#000000">&quot;If your character needed a security clearance for a job she wanted, would she be able to get one?&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Depends on which country we are talking about.

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">Ha ha ha.

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">No.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Historically, the answer was 'sort of'.

Primera:<font color="#CC0066">Yes.

Miron:<font color="#000000">*flicks out his badge* &quot;Does this count?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Yes.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Probably. But I'd probably make the secretaries and such mad at me by promptly losing my pass. &gt;.&gt;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">It was right there in the bag of holding, I swear, I don't know where it went to!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ahehahe, not a schnowball's chance in hell.&quot; :B

* Swallowtail looks innocent and pockets the pass. o:3

GM:<font color="#000000">Hmm, this one's bound to be interesting.

GM:<font color="#000000">&quot;How close is your character to his friends? How well do they know him?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">*Violin strings reach crescendo as Tom narrows eyes at friends, partially draws out a silver dagger* *bricked*

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Wait. Do we answer this for ourselves, or for them??&quot;

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">and I'm back, in the clear.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">I'd like to hope I'm pretty close to most of them. I'm a pretty open guy most of the time. Nothing to hide, really. :3 ... though I wish we could all get along better. Really wish we could get along better. &gt;.&gt;;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Not close. What is the word, superficial? I have very few close friends.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Whaaat?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I INTERRUPT THE CHARACTER QUESTION.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm, how close, hard to say.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">scrambling to look up tech device stuff, don't mind me...

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Group-hug on Swallowtail SHE CAN'T PUNCH US ALL.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Oh, Hatari. Did the whole package download?

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

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">O_O *BURIED*

TMG:<font color="#000000">Cool (was hesitant to shut off my seed at the time)

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">My friends have only known me less than a year.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">I don't know them well, nor they know me well.

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

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">They know me rather well. |3

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Close friendships can endanger missions! DX *flail muffled protests*

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Pretty close with some of them. I'm not a trusting sort, but eh - we do work together, and that forces a certain amount of trust. Though, of course, there are things I wouldn't say to anyone.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">We better count as close friends, Swallowtail!

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

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">I have known you for less than two months! DX

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">...Has it really only been that long? :.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Seems like longer.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Besides, the Mace is the Mace - I wouldn't trust anyone outside quite as much.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">&quot;How does your character feel about romantic relationships?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Ha.

</i> Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">..... NO COMMENT. *BLUSH*

Miron:<font color="#000000">*goes slightly red*

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Do hyu even need to ask?&quot; :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Gee haven't we done a lot of character questions we should really be starting soon huh :3;;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Ohhhh no you don't. Out with it.&quot; *pokes Swallowtail*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Huh, I've...never really thought about it that much.

* Shankfang the Deffrider grapples Swallowtail.

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Certainly no one's caught my eye yet...namely because I hardly see anyone who actually IS at eye level to me, but still... &gt;.&gt;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">I will pursue one when I'm interested in children. But the emotions are nice.

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">If it happns, it happens.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Available options within criteria: Terri, Miron. ABORT D: *bricked*

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Aw, it's great to see people in love. :3 Even if I do slightly want to gnaw Tathi's kneecaps off for stealing my best friend away from me -- crap is this thing on?!I'M VERY HAPPY FOR THEM. :3

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">ELVEN EARS. &gt;:D

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Let's just say that given I've been transferred to Braxton, my feelings about romance now are irrelevant, since they'll likely change.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Alas, your paramour is already married... to work!!

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Which is oddly perfect. =3= *bricked*

Miron:<font color="#000000">Shut up, disembodied voice.

</i> Dragula the Deffbike:<font color="#990000">Oh Miiiirooooon! &gt;:3

GM:<font color="#000000">Speaking of the Mace! Let's get this show on the road. :3 It's a chilly Damarron 18th, 1221 CA, Miron's birthday. The Guardians have just returned from a short jaunt into the markets after obtaining a sweet reward for bee-ing kind and observant. After a brief chat with Mr. Ebonwood and animal entourage over honey cinnamon buns, we join them...

Miron:<font color="#000000">Marriage to work is something I've been practicing since what I'm not gonna tell these arses about, and it's not a permanent state.

</i> * Gamal-Junayd heads back to the kitchen to continue his catalog of kitchen supplies

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

Ghostwish whispers: Ready to prank Miron? :3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">If I recall, Tom had just mentioned to the party that it was Miron's birthday, and that he was about to go off to the Mace.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Then I had a power outage. =w=;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">And then there were bees. :B

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

VAE:<font color="#000000">Liatai, is that an SCP reference?

TMG whispers: Hey Lia. Been trying to reverse-engineer some numbers around grenades, and they're not coming out right, seems they were ad-hoc'd for balance (which is basically explicitly stated for standardized weapons in WoW core under Equipment, but applies to other devices here and there)

VAE:<font color="#000000">And then the game was bees

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">And then honey cinnamon buns!

* VAE rofls

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">it's an old meme over at our side

Liatai:<font color="#000000">No, literally, there were bees. :B

Ghostwish whispers: I was thinking a simple, small chest with a simple lock (not locked) on it, with an archival book inside.. except it's all covered in an evocation magic aura. Not a real spell, just that it shows up as one. &gt;:3

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">We actually chased a bee down. :B

You whisper to Ghostwish: Fire when ready. :3

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">we tracked an out of season bee to it's hive

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;What would Miron like as gift? A book?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Or something dwarven, maybe.&quot; :.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">miron like as a gift? a drow in chains

TMG whispers: A standard grenade bomb does 2d6 damage and costs 40 gp. An alchemical grenade does an extra 1d6 damage (for total of 3d6) and costs 80 gp (the numbers I tried to reverse engineer came out higher than that). So, going down the ad-hoc rout, would you say an improved alchemical grenade, dealing still yet another 1d6 damage (for a total of 4d6) would cost 120 gp?

Ghostwish whispers: I was gonna have Tathi mail it to him. Mysterious package with the note: &quot;From Tathi: Make sure you open it inside Ashmore's office. It should be a blast.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I was just wondering that myself.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">I didn't know he was into that..

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Sszeyl, get over here!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;If all else fails... a beer!&quot; |3

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi just gets this evil, trollish grin.. and takes off into town. :3

TMG whispers: or do you want me to stick to the formulas exactly? I did that, and to come up with a 3d6 grenade was about 129 gp, and a 4d6 grenade was 190 gp

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy hef no idea vat to get him...&quot;

You whisper to TMG: I'd rather you stick to the formulas.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Same.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;I do not know him well enough.&quot;

TMG whispers: hrm. That's inconvenient then, adding just 1d6 to damage over a normal alchemical grenade more than doubles the price...eh, I'll just make more standard ones then.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Fat invasion :e

TMG whispers: oh crap, I forgot to ask...uh...okay, what day was the Crane farm raid again, the 7th?

* Edaric laughs. &quot;Given what I've seen of the Mace, I think he'll be well-stocked with beers today!&quot;

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

You whisper to TMG: Damarron 8th.

VAE:<font color="#000000">blah, I got to look up whether Miron started talking to Jim and Arlene

TMG whispers: oh dang, raid was the 8th? Okay then, one less day than I thought to work, so...

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Does he like kundy?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">While there's a lull, catching up on some retroactive crafting. Crane raid was on the 8th, so starting on the 9th and going to today the 18, that gives me nine days to work with. First day! Making a whole slew of new alchemical grenades.

VAE:<font color="#000000">what was the session number

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

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">yes he does

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">you know, this is silly

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">What did I just miss?

VAE:<font color="#000000">&quot;kundy&quot; it's the czech plural of cunt

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;I figure I'll get him a few books. I saw one the other day that was a tavern travelogue -- a halfling who travelled the kingdom and wrote recipes from and reviews of all the taverns he stopped at along the way.&quot; :3

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Possibly.. I've never really seen him try any, though.&quot; :B

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

* VAE LOL very very hard

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh well, you're on your own for that, I'm afraid.&quot; |3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'm off!&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Wait, Thomas.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus does wait. &quot;Yes?&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Miron is a mage, yes?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;...Maybe Dvarven kundy?&quot; :.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;What kind of magic does he like?&quot; :.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Dey make Kundy, ja?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Crafting alchemical grenades, DC 20, each one's market value is 80 gp, Craft Tech Device: &#171; &#160;1d20+24 = 6 + 24 = 30&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; (infallible even on a 1)

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi purchases a few key items. &gt;:)

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well, sort of. He doesn't actually practice magery; he's a divine magician that studies texts.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;20*30 = 20 * 30 = 600&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; hansk to Improved Industrious Haste, that progress is in gp.

Tathi whispers: So how much for the whole ensemble? :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;600/80 = 600 / 80 = 7.5&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Hmm.&quot; He ponders.

You whisper to Ghostwish: 50 GP for the book... and one casting of Nystul's Magic Aura... lemme look.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Miron: &quot;Hah, a wise man said that wisdom does come with years, but sometimes the years come alone. As for poetry.. you can find a two-bit rhymer like me under every stone.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Divination and smiting, it seems.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">That was Miron's last line to Richter last week, before I DC'd

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Seven grenades completed in one day. Dividing market value by 3 and multiplying by seven to know how many raw materials were bought: &#171; &#160;(80/3)*7 = 80 / 3 * 7 = 186.66666666666666666666666666666669&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

* VAE hopes to continue chatter

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Just subtracting an even 187 gp from token.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;48642-187 = 48642 - 187 = 48455&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

* Shankfang the Deffrider takes Talfeera and Adelaide and goes shopping! :D

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Oh, and while I'm at it, making my buckler masterwork. -150 more gp.

You whisper to Ghostwish: 60 GP. More if you want the aura to last longer than a single day. :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;48455-150 = 48455 - 150 = 48305&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">How much for some delicious Dwarven candy?

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;What is 'divination?'&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Preferrably beer flavor. :B

Tathi whispers: Paid! Does that include delivery? :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">so, with seven alchemical grenades, I'll say wo were fire, two were ice, and three were electricity.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">*two were fire

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Divining by using magic to detect, or observe.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Inventory updated.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;The magic of sensing and knowing. Like watching a far away place, or learning a secret, or revealing hidden things.&quot;

You whisper to Ghostwish: Delivery's an extra 2 CP.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Day 2 of 9. More grenades! Craft Tech Device: &#171; &#160;1d20+24 = 19 + 24 = 43&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Tathi whispers: &gt;:3 Paid!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">ooo. &#171; &#160;43*20 = 43 * 20 = 860&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Progress in gp thanks to Imp. Industrious Haste.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;860/80 = 860 / 80 = 10.75&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Gnogglebolt is a good demoman.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Well he wouldn't be standing there talking about it if he was a bad demoman now would he?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Ten grenades completed this time. Raw materials cost...and...actually...had half a grenade left over from day one, and three fourths of one today...can I squeeze one additional grenade out of that, split between the two days?

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;... what is good divination magic?&quot; &gt;:d &quot;Tathi is not here to ask.&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Eleven grenades, then. &#171; &#160;(80/3)*11 = 80 / 3 * 11 = 293.33333333333333333333333333333337&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Subtracting an even 294 gp from token,.

* Thomas Lazarus rubs his chin in wonder. &quot;... Come to think of it, I've never actually seen Miron's prayerbook. I don't know what he already knows.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;48305-294 = 48305 - 294 = 48011&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Lia Lia? Cost for delicious Dwarven candy,preferrably beer flavored?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">How much are you getting?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Depends on ho much it costs. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Eleven grenades, so..hmm. Saying four are fire, four are ice, and three are electricity.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Speak of the blaster. :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">That gives me six grenades of each type.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Assume 1 GP per pound.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi comes back in, practically beaming.

* Thomas Lazarus considers.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Okay then! Five pounds of candy get!

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Tathi, there you are. What is good divination magic?&quot; :.

* Shankfang the Deffrider and his menagerie return with a big bag of candy! :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... Probably a prayer of finding things, like 'Locate Object'. You can use that to find people if you're clever.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi blinks, and looks over. &quot;Oh, that's easy. Good diviniation magic is divination magic that works.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Didn't you find Flint with that one once?&quot; :3

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">:3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Locate: ridiculous hat.&quot; |3

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;No, I mean, what is good divination spell.&quot; =3=;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Running the numbers on upgrading blunderbuss...

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">Meanwhile, at the Mace... &quot;Do you have any special plans today? I know Anise was looking forward to a tavern trip when she returned from patrol.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">Meanwhile, an inquisitor sneezes downstairs.

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">*.*

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Oh! Well. That's very much a situational thing. What exactly are you trying to do with the magic?&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">I'M NOT SICK. &gt;:|

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Buy a gift for Miron.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hah! That's as far as my special plans go. Hell, I'm gonna ask the Commander to let off as many of you as he can on the evening, preferrably everyone&quot; *grins*

TMG:<font color="#000000">Sorry, mister Cry Absence Of Wolf. :P

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I need to get to shopping now, if you don't mind.&quot; |3

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;No, thank you, Thomas.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;OH. Well, in that case, he could use a bit of divination that will tell him what kind of booby trap I put on his gift.&quot; &gt;:3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Unless anyone else stops him, Tom steps out.

* Shankfang the Deffrider follows!

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Sure!&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">\o/

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;What're you looking for?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;...&quot; Ed looks behind Tathi and seems a little surprised Aelian isn't there. Blink, then back to Tathi. &quot;... What did you do?&quot; =3=;

* Thomas Lazarus walks off like he already knows where he's going.

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

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">The studio audience murmurs laughter.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt casually rolls a grenade in the studio audience's direction.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">She just grins, and giggles. &quot;Well, Swallowtail, let me think.. What spell could a paranoid gnome use..&quot; And this is the party where VAE tells us what scroll he wants. :P

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

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

</i> VAE:<font color="#000000">;3

TMG:<font color="#000000">...shit, I didn't mean it! DX

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Well played, Ghost, well played.

RAM:<font color="#990000">You killed Hatari!

RAM:<font color="#990000">You bastard!

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

</i> VAE:<font color="#000000">he knows what a time I have with spell selectin' every time

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">I CAN FIX THIS! *pulls out jumper cables*

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I guess it was just me.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Teeny Rin: The studio audience murmurs laughter. Gnogglebolt: Gnogglebolt casually rolls a grenade in the studio audience's direction. Tathi: She just grins, and giggles. &quot;Well, Swallowtail, let me think.. What spell could a paranoid gnome use..&quot; And this is the party where VAE tells us what scroll he wants. :P Dr. Hatari is disconnected. Dr. Hatari is disconnected. VAE: ;3 TMG: ...shit, I didn't mean it! DX Liatai: XD VAE: Well played, Ghost, well played. RAM: You killed Hatari! RAM: You bastard! Dr. Hatari has connected. VAE: he knows what a time I have with spell selectin' every time

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Oh, he's alive already. *puts jumper cables away*

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Oh god.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">There's a Drow in the lab.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Miron is a fellow of simple tastes, I've found. Maybe some sugar rock candy? Or, hmm, butterscotch?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks up from his toil. &quot;Hmm? Oh, hello Sszeyl.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Hello.&quot;

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy vas hoping to find beer-flavored kundy.&quot; x3

VAE:<font color="#000000">gave me an idea for magical candy

VAE:<font color="#000000">a polished rock enchanted to slowly exude sugary water

VAE:<font color="#000000">lasts forever :3

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">:3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I've never heard of that.. rootbeer, maybe..&quot; &gt;:9 &quot;But who knows.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">...everlasting gobstopper?

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;I was wondering if you would be able to carry a message to the Swiftaxes. I have a potential source of employment for those of them interested.&quot;

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">....I swear, if we see a gnome candymaker named Wonka...!

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Gnome?

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

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

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">:3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">We already have a Kellon Woka, it's Tathi's uncle. :P

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

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Gnomes are Oompa Loompas.

VAE:<font color="#000000">no, not Wonka

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm? Potential empl...oh! Mister Crane's farm?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">he's kellon Jara Cimrman

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Yes.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">but i'll got to tell you about that character one day.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I already told both of them of this possibility, was just waiting for Mister Crane's approval.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Sszeyl produces a rather lengthy bit of parchment.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well then. I shall indeed send them a message. Although I might want to be there personally, to make sure he's okay with the idea of goblins...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;I believe I can speak for him on this matter.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom does the rounds and buys the one thing he knows is always a sure-fire good gift for everyone;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Liquor! \o/

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

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Miron is like that doctor in this sense

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Ed and Swallowtail also head off to the markets to buy the gifts they were thinking of. :3

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Obviously made by Dwarves. :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">who had a door sign &quot;I don't drink flowers or candy&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">HAPPY BIRTHDAY TERRI *Mom-bashed* :E

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">That reminds me!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Uh....so...what's this?&quot; Gnogglebolt examines the paper, turning away from the heap of metal on the table in front of him.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Gotta visit the Torises soon!

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">It's the Deed to Crane farm, and six of its eight cattle.

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So you did buy it after all.&quot; Gnogglebolt sighs.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom buys a bottle of surly black aged dwarven stout. Then he pauses while overlooking the bottle...

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Then he buys himself a new bottle of wine. :9

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll send the Swiftaxes the message and tell them to look for you.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Having money; aww yeahh \o/

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;19723-375 = 19723 - 375 = 19348&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

VAE:<font color="#000000">As an aside, 17* Bazdal's black stout was canon Miron's favourite.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Thank you. Onto another matter.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">So a good choice of beer, Tom

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Really? Funny. I just guessed at what he would like. XP

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Has the appraiser we sent for the tablet in the arena come back yet?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">yeah, from the unfinished story I should finish

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;I intend, in the spring, to give my business to the same construction company that I have used for the new Mace headquaders, unless you know of someone better?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Also no. He has not yet.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">he *is* a walking dwarvish stereotype, isn't he?

VAE:<font color="#000000">(there's also the author appeal what with VAE liking beer and ale)

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Wait, what new mace headquarters?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And I'd recommend the construction crew that I had build this place...good, solid folk. The foreman was excellent with the designs I provided.&quot;

Winged Mailman:<font color="#000000">Knock knock knock at Guardian HQ!

Winged Mailman:<font color="#000000">Oops.

Winged Mailman:<font color="#000000">Knock knock knock at Guardian HQ!

Violet Vesav:<font color="#000000">And the bell is rung~

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;The new base the Mace are moving to was provided by a donation by me-&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom takes his purchases in tow and trucks off to the Mace building. :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Bell. Shall we?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks up. &quot;Oh, someone's here.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi glances up. &quot;A package? Here?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang goes with, carrying five pounds of candy. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt puts what he's working on down and heads out. &quot;Oh, hello sir!&quot;

Winged Mailman:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good morning! Mail for the Vigilant Guardians.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">:33 &gt;:o

* Dr. Hatari lagchecks self.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Very good! Let's have it, then.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">:34 hatarilagcheck? o.o

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">False alarm I suppose.

Winged Mailman:<font color="#000000">&quot;Here you are!&quot; It's an official-looking letter, from the appraiser. &quot;Do you have any mail to go out today?'

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah...oh! Yes, actually. Could you wait just one minute?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt requisitions a quill and paper from Violet's desk and scribbles out a quick note in the Goblin script. It reads: Winged Mailman:<font color="#000000">&quot;Afraid I can't stay too long -- more packages to deliver -- but I suppose, if it's not too long!&quot;

Tathi whispers: Birthday gift was already delivered? :3

You whisper to Ghostwish: As soon as Miron moves downstairs. :3

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">A ninja and a bard join Thomas and Shankfang. :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Grapmak, the farm I told you about is indeed willing to hire you. It isn't exactly the man I thought it would be though, as one of my group has actually purchased most of the land. Send whatever of your tribe you want to the farm plot I have you direction to, and look for Sszeyl the dark elf. You remember him? The farmworkers will be working under him, at least while he is in the city. Hope things are going well in the den and no new serious crisis has cropped up! -Gnogglebolt Virkoth

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt folds the parchment up, puts on the address to the location outside the city, and hands it to the mailman.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Most of the land he says.

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">I own all of the land boy.

Miron:<font color="#000000">Before anything else, Miron knocks on Commander Ashmore's office.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Add a comma where appropriate.

Miron:<font color="#000000">*knock, knock*

Winged Mailman:<font color="#000000">&quot;You're welcome! Have a good day, everyone, and stay warm!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt then opens the letter from the appraiser and reads it.

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;Identify yourself.&quot;

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

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Inquisitor Steelsprocket reporting, Commander!&quot;

* VAE haz snugglecat

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom heads into the Mace with his packages in tow. &quot;Good afternoon.&quot; :3

* Shankfang the Deffrider scoops up Ed and Swallowtail and carries them over his shoulder. :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Aren't you already carrying someone on your one shoulder? &gt;.&gt;;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">You must have WoW orc shoulders. *bricked*

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Swallowtail can fit under my arm if it's that big of a deal.

* Swallowtail bites! &gt;:E

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Wha -- hey! Put me down!&quot; DX

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;What the hell, Shankfang?&quot;

* Shankfang the Deffrider takes it like a baws.

Miron:<font color="#000000">*waiting outside, Miron runs through his fingers*

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;Enter.&quot;

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good morning, inquisitor.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*enters, closing the door carefully* &quot;Good morning, Commander!&quot;

Talfeera:<font color="#990000">&quot;Just enjoy the ride.&quot; x3

* Alberic Ashmore 's deadpan stoic expression reveals nothing about any knowledge about anything prank-related. *brick'd*

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Shankfang, seriously, put me down.&quot; DX

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">(need time to write out the appraiser's letter, or the gist of it? &gt;.&gt; ) *continues crunching numbers*

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;. . . If I may speak, Commander...&quot;

* Swallowtail keeps biting and flailing, cursing in Amayan. &gt;:E

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

* Shankfang the Deffrider doesn't know Amayan. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; She clearly always hates that, why do you keep doing it?&quot; ^^;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;The staff's been doing exemplarily well over the recent months, what with Crane Farm bust, and the Sarganos before...&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And there's the circumstance of my transfer that's soon to happen, and the fact that, how to say, my anniversary has came up...&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot; People are staring... &quot; Ed tries to wriggle his arms free. Lute get! Shankfang, make a Will save versus DC &#171; &#160;1d20+18 = 17 + 18 = 35&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

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

Edaric:<font color="#000000">And then a second one against DC 19.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Yeah, not even gonna bother trying. :/

TMG:<font color="#000000">oh damn! xD What feature/ability lets you set a perform check as a DC?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 8 + 2 = 10&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187;

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

Edaric:<font color="#000000">The lute's music is oddly hypnotic... &quot;''Shankfang, can you let Swallowtail and I down? It's very hard to play like this.''&quot; :3 Shankfang has fallen victim to a Suggestion!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Bardic music, Fascinate.

* Thomas Lazarus does his best to ignore the huge commotion beside him. =w=;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;W-well.. is brother Miron in?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Damn you and your will-save enducing magic! &gt;:E

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Do you get the sudden feeling that you're really glad you're here and not elsewhere?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">I wonder if they'll prank him

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh hey! Hi, Tom!&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Always.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Oh, fine.&quot; &gt;: Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">TURNABOUT IS FAIR PLAY, HUGGER 83

VAE:<font color="#000000">That brother miron has died unexpectedly

VAE:<font color="#000000">hence the corpse's vestments he was given

VAE:<font color="#000000">remember? anise's prank

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

* Thomas Lazarus waves. :3

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Also, is the Commander saying anyhting?

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;He's upstairs, I believe. Though he may not be in a state to recieve guests.&quot; 0:3

* Liatai 's attention is split. :B

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Oh, we're here!

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thank you, Shankfang.&quot; :3 Strum~

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

* VAE split too, writing miron's birthday verse

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">FREEDOM DX AIR

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Is that so..?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">he's having to write his own, which it will of course mention :3

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Oh hush Swallowtail. It's not like I was squeezing you.

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;Say no more, inquisitor, but check the schedule. A number of your compatriots have requested the night off in advance.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Fatcat says 'mrah mrah mrah! *headbonk*' which I think means hello. :B

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;So i've been thinking if yo- T.. thank you commander!&quot;

Robin Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;Depends on how good he is at returning from the dead.&quot; ^^

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">D: Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Ehhh?!&quot;

Trevor Merrimac:<font color="#000000">&quot; That's misleading, Sister... &quot;

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

* Alissa Remina is giggling.

* Flint Carthan puts his boots up on the table, which earns him a dirty look from the nearby dwarf.

* Thomas Lazarus heads up to investigate! =3=

Darana Duerral:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah dinnae need tae see th' bottoms o` yer bits, laddie. Wha kens whaur they've bin? Git thaim aff th' buird.&quot;

* Shankfang the Deffrider follows!

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- the bird?&quot;

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

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;Were there any other issues you wished to discuss, inquisitor?&quot;

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

* Edaric schmoozes. :3 And Smoke gets copious pettings.

* Arlene Morgan barely even turns. FLARE! Make a DC 13 Fort save.

Arlene Morgan:<font color="#000000">That was for Shankfang.

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Still not my best save. :/

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 16 + 4 = 20&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Still made it! :B

Arlene Morgan:<font color="#000000">Well that was still quite the nice POP of light going off in your face.

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Vell, dot vas bright.&quot;

Arlene Morgan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sneaking up on inquisitors is a bad idea.&quot; The book in her hands is snapped shut.

Arlene Morgan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Now then, is there something I can help you with?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy did not schneak.&quot;

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

Aldura:<font color="#000000">Yip!

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

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Pet pet scritch scritch!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, only if... would you mind joining us along?&quot;

* Alberic Ashmore blinks.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">And Arlene if promptly forgotten in favor of the puppy. :3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Even someone on a function like yours should let off steam every now and then.. and I suppose if someone's leaving, it's an occassion important enough.&quot;

Aldura:<font color="#000000">Lick lick nuzzle nuzzle wiggle dance. :D

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Did we ever get the contents of the letter?

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">=3=

Liatai:<font color="#000000">-- FRACK DX

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Iz so cute! Pet pet pet play play play!

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

Adelaide:<font color="#990000">'Sup?

Talfeera:<font color="#990000">&quot;Uh, sorry about my fiance. He's...excitable.&quot; ^^;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Yeah, I've been crunching numbers but otherwise held in temporal stasis. ^^;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Or, perhaps the contents of the letter really was that shocking. :B

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hell, there's a dwarven saying that goes, labour forges a man, but ale is what tempers him.&quot;

Letter:<font color="#000000">Vigilant Guardians: I write this letter with regards to the bronze disc your group has asked me to appraise after its discovery on Damarron 8th, 1221 CA. We have discovered that it is far thicker than anticipated, and I have alerted relevant experts. Please return to the residence of Jeremiah Crane, and to the underground area where the disc was discovered, on Damarron 19th if at all possible, with all members in tow. Your input in these proceedings is most valued. Please bring the enclosed message with you to the site, or you will be turned away. Regards, Geoff J. Cumberland, Appraiser

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">My dear friends. I cannot tell you in a letter how much money you have coming your way. Please come to the following address to talk business. Also Exploding Ru-

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt raises an eyebrow as he reads through the letter.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Well. How about that.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Quite.&quot;

Letter:<font color="#000000">A letter bearing -- that's an interesting seal, one Sszeyl and Gnogglebolt might not be familiar with -- is found within. It's very official-looking, and describes in legalese that the bearers may pass.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And I thought it was just bronze-plated stone...goodness, I can't even imagine how much there really must be if this is what is going on...&quot;

Letter:<font color="#000000">You may roll Knowledge (nobility) if you like.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;I'd -love- to see him try to turn me away from my property. But quite.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Int-check? :V

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">I haz no ranks, so let's hope it's DC 10 common knowledge: &#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 12 + 5 = 17&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Letter:<font color="#000000">It's a bit beyond common knowledge for Mazians and Ezzebekians.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Back. Dad being counter-intuitive asking for help and then just doing everything without help as I awkwardly stand nearby. =w=;

TMG:<font color="#000000">(oh man, I know that feeling. ^^; )

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey, miss Vesav, can you take a look at this for me?&quot;

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;... I suppose so. I will need to send to my wife, first.&quot;

Elrik:<font color="#CC0066">I have that Skill. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt passes the letter with seal in view to her. &quot;I don't recognize this seal. What do you make of it?&quot;

Violet Vesav:<font color="#000000">&quot; Yes, sir? &quot;

Violet Vesav:<font color="#000000"> O_O

Elrik:<font color="#CC0066">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 20 + 3 = 23&#160; <font color="#CC0066">&#187; Knowledge Nobility/Royalty?

Violet Vesav:<font color="#000000">&quot; Sir, we are not behind on our taxes, are we? &quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*smiles* &quot;A good thing these sendings are, sir. I wouldn't want to relay such a message in person myself.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Boy, I don't have any ranks and I still have a higher modifier than you. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Not...to my knowledge...&quot;

Violet Vesav:<font color="#000000">&quot; The hawk on the copper hill -- that is the emblem of the national treasury. &quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Though that is one of the reasons I hired you...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Oh my.&quot;

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

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;This cannot end well.&quot;

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">a hawk is so fitting for a national treasury

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt tries to ponder the implications.

VAE:<font color="#000000">a vulture would have been even better

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Elrik would know... if he saw the letter. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;If that disc is solid bronze...and as big as we saw it...and we're being notified by the...&quot; Gnogglebolt stops, eyes widening.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Garl's gold. Sszeyl, I think we've struck a motherload.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Quite.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tomorrow...is going to be a very interesting day, methinks.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I suspect we'll need everyone who was on the raid with us. What non-Guardians were there? Flint? Was anyone else with us? I can't remember.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Non-stop distractions. =w=;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">(or rather, I should be able to remember, but player is a derp. :B )

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Requesting permission to leave, then, Sir. .. and suppose, see you tonight.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Hello miss Arlene.&quot; Tom =3='s as Shankfang's totally obnoxious behavior is righteously flared. :B &quot;Have you seen brother Miron about?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Miss Vesav, I notice most of the others aren't here. Did they say where they were going?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">heh. It was a genuine sentiment, but as an aside, it's a bit of a silly prank to play on the rest of them. They sure won't expect Ashmore to show up.

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;Dismissed. Tonight, then.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;So eve.. Hey! Brother Thomas!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh there he is.&quot; =3=

Violet Vesav:<font color="#000000">&quot; They left to purchase presents for Miron, I believe. Aelian, Tathi, Barbarus, Primera, and Gamal are still here, along with you and Sszeyl.&quot;

Talfeera:<font color="#990000">:D

Talfeera:<font color="#990000">Er...

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Shenkfang, and Talfeera? Didn't.. Welcome in our humble dwellng XD&quot;

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

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

Sonya Goldworthy:<font color="#000000">You hear a &quot;SHH!&quot; from inside the archives.

Talfeera:<font color="#990000">&quot;Happy birthday!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Richter! Get a couple icecubes, Sonya's ears are simmering again!&quot; *grins*

Talib:<font color="#000000">-- :O

Talib:<font color="#000000">Dude! Your do is radical! :O

Adelaide:<font color="#990000">'Sup, dude! Thanks!

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">A bored ninja wanders.

Adelaide:<font color="#990000">I've got this special product, works wonders.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;So, what brings you two? Did Gnogglebolt spread a word about our archives?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Back again. This is probably going to be an all-day thing. =w=;;;;;;;

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ve're here for hyu birfday!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Pretty much that.&quot; |3

Miron:<font color="#000000">0_0. &quot;My.. birthday? You .. I thought you won't even know when that is... I..&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I always remember such things!&quot; *_*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Bluff &#171; &#160;1d20-1 = 17 - 1 = 16&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

* Swallowtail nods assent from the background.

* Thomas Lazarus half turns and collects an item from his pack. :9

Edaric:<font color="#000000">For lulz, schmooze check~ |3 &#171; &#160;1d20+18 = 14 + 18 = 32&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

* Shankfang the Deffrider holds out the five-pound bag of candy for Miron. :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom presents the bottle of drink he obtained for Miron. Aged black dwarven stout.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Thanks.. You didn't have to... what is it, even?&quot;

* Swallowtail looks between Shankfang and Thomas, and mimics them by holding out a scroll. :.

Miron:<font color="#000000">*grabs the candy, and Shenkfang's hand, then turns to Tom and..*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt stows the letter. &quot;Well, let's wait a few hours for the others to return, and if not, we can go get them. I think we should have all hands on deck at once to share this letter and it's rammifications, don't you think, Sszeyl?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Mmm.&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000"> O_O &quot;Where .. where did you get that, Tom? Dwarven stout of this sorts.. I mean, that used to be dear like Tiamat's droppings.. you..&quot;

You whisper to Meany: The dragon is raising a right ruckus in Sszeyl's head. '''Royal treasury?! LET ME SEE THAT LETTER.'''

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh, it's just top-shelf stuff at a liquor store I go to sometimes.&quot; |D

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I thought it sounded up your alley!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Don't drink it all in one place! (For all our sakes).&quot; |3

Arlene Morgan:<font color="#000000">&quot; ... dear like Tiamat's droppings? &quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Bloody hell... you know a liquor store I don't?&quot;

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot; You get used to such Miron-isms in time. &quot; ^^

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yeah, Arlene .. there's a folk saying about her eating ore and shitting gold and precious metals.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Fufufu~ &quot;Well, what can I say?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus glances to Swallowtail, expecting befuddlement. =w=;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">She's still holding out the scroll, and indeed is befuddled.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Swallowtail, you too?&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thanks for coming, Haven't noticed you... suppose that comes with your line of work.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;As an aside, anyone wants a piece of candy?&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Wait a second... Skar! Ninja levels, all along! &gt;:O

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt returns to his work, at any rate.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tanti auguri. Cento di questi giorni.&quot; Swallowtail bows, offering the scroll.

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

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">It's a scroll of Locate Object, decorated with Boccobite trappings.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hell, I got it like a peasant's got grain skins&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ooh, nice one!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">The inquisitor picks the scroll up, jamming it with his chin - his hands are full of candy sack and ale bottle.&quot;

* Richter Malino chuckles. &quot;Would you like a bag of holding for the day, brother?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hahaha! Good thought, Richter.&quot;

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">(wait, can an archavist copy arcane scrolls? I thought they only worked with divine spells, working like wizards do with a spellbook but with divine spells only...)

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;We should have one... right around...&quot; Rummage rummage. &gt;:d

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Locate Object can be a divine spell. ^^;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">No. But that is a divine spell.

TMG:<font color="#000000">oh, it can be? Alright then, carry on. :U

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Tom's cast it before. :B

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

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, here's a handy haversack, that should do nicely.&quot; :3

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

* Thomas Lazarus glances around.

VAE:<font color="#000000">them work with divine spells, both druidic and clercal

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;Provided, of course, no one tries to give you a portable hole.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I had heard a rumor I wanted to ask you about, but.. I'm not sure if it's something to ask in a crowded hallway.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Vat vould dat do, hennyvay?&quot; :.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thanks... haha, I know a few people who would.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">brb, bio

Sszeyl whispers: No.

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;Open a rift to the Astral Plane. Not pretty.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron carefully deposits the items into the haversack.

You whisper to Meany: Just a look!

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

You whisper to Meany: Don't make me take over your eyes, puppet &gt;:E

Sszeyl whispers: If we did look now, they would immediately be suspicious of you. It will be revealed later today and draw no attention at all.

Sszeyl whispers: Patience.

You whisper to Meany: The dragon scoffs and smolders and plots.

Jim Lane:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't think anyone's in the barracks right now, Inquisitor, unless a raggamoffyn arose from the sheets.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">back!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sounds fair, let's go there.&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ragamoffyns aren't known for being tattletales, after all.&quot;

Jim Lane:<font color="#000000">&quot;Haha! True!&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot; What is ragamuffin? &quot; =w=;

* TMG giggles |3

Adelaide:<font color="#990000">That's my cue, bro. Remember, condition for at least tem minutes before you apply the gel.

Adelaide:<font color="#990000">*ten

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's a piece of clothing animated by a passing spirit or a surge of magical energy.&quot;

Talib:<font color="#000000">Sweet. Thanks, bro. You have a cool day now.

Adelaide:<font color="#990000">You too, dawg.

Adelaide:<font color="#990000">*fistbump*

Talib:<font color="#000000">Musteline fistbump.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Where does the muffin come from?&quot;

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

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;...&quot; :\ Swallowtail seems completely befuddled.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy vouldn' bodder, Svallowtail.&quot; :3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">URHG =w=;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Sounds good. If you don't mind, brother?&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;You two want alone time?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*nods, and follows*

* Thomas Lazarus turns and sits on the bed-stand. Creeaak.

TMG:<font color="#000000">OH MY. xP

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I heard a rumor.&quot; :.

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

Ghostwish whispers: Package? ;3

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;... he did not answer. I assume yes.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Is it true that you're transferring out?&quot;

You whisper to Ghostwish: He hasn't gone downstairs yet. XD

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I heard a rumour too..Ah, that one?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;It is true, Tom. In two days.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... What rumor did you hear?&quot; {:3

TMG:<font color="#000000">....now why am I thinking that there's a song called 'I heard a rumor'.... *youtubes*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Wa-wa-wah.&quot; :O &quot;So soon.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Oh! I know what I'm thinking of. I think.

VAE:<font color="#000000">I got a theory?

TMG:<font color="#000000">(no, 'There's a rumor in St. Petersburg' )

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

* Thomas Lazarus hangs head. &quot; You're leaving just me with them, huh?&quot; TwT

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, it's not entirely my decision, though I got to say that I'm the last to complain.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;After I was done with the report about the Crane farm business, damn rats, Ashmore called me in.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">oh, there -is- a song called 'I heard a rumor'...from the 80s. Hmm.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+18 = 19 + 18 = 37&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Perform check~ |D

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Apparently, they have been having undead-related problems in Braxton, what with all the corpses, and given that I'm the closest we have to an expert, and on good terms with their staff, Ashmore decided to send me in.&quot;

Arlene Morgan:<font color="#000000">&quot;... is that music downstairs?&quot; :.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I suppose I can't blame you for that, then.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ja, iz Ed.&quot; :3

Jim Lane:<font color="#000000">&quot;Who's Ed?&quot; :.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Still, is that okay..?&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We're probably going to Yoriver soon.&quot; :O

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Our *spoony* bard!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Eh, blame me if you want - you're the one getting the short end of the stick.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm wondering myself.. but I suppose work is work, besides, when the heavens bless even a hoe will fire buckshot.&quot;

Jim Lane:<font color="#000000">&quot;You've lucked out! Man, I haven't heard music that nice in... I'm gonna head downstairs.&quot; :3

* Shankfang the Deffrider follows!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">afk

* Edaric can has audience. :3

* Thomas Lazarus seems baffled for a moment. =w=;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;After all, Yoriver's as much Castleton's business as Braxton's - we aren't under the same High Commander even.&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">This would be the perfect opportunity for my Chandak if she was here. :3

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Warning, the DM is going to Youtube. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;If you say so, I suppose..&quot; He seems a little sad.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Don't worry, anyways.&quot; &gt;:| &quot;I'll make sure everything turns out okay.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;What I mean is, it'll likely take a fair amount of time until anything's done.&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;The reports we have sent off are probably being pored through up there, still.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Starting at 0:36, maybe? :3 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MBvAvW6KQDk&amp;feature=relmfu

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And besides? If by a stroke of luck we'll grab off Altonor up there, that's a stone off the Yoriver crew's chest.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Or at 2:09.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And yeah. You're a good inquisitor, brother. Been nothing but impressed by your work so far, and you seem to have a knack for getting even obstinate asses like Gnogglebolt and Tathi to do what needs to be done. If i'd trust anyone to keep the Mace and Guardians cooperating, it's you.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Aww..&quot; {:3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Vindication!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hell, given who's your sister, you've been practicin' this sort of diplomacy ever since you wore diapers&quot; *grin*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Something like that..&quot; ^^;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyways. I wonder if Ashmore will appoint anyone to my place or you'll be with it alone.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I bet you'd gladly take working with Anise over my smelly short self any day.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*grin again*

* Thomas Lazarus juts a thumb back to his sword's handle. Holy weapon, god damn! I mean.. you know. &quot;I'll see to it that the town is cleaned.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus huffs slightly. &quot;Maybe. We'll see. I've never run a mission with her before.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;This won't be fun and games.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ahahaha! Cleansing the Big C&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I meant Yoriver. Demons are probably easier to get rid of than all the trouble of a sleazy place like this.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Indeed.. my mind goes into odd places.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Is anyone else here? ^^;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yeah, definitely starting at 2:09.

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">I'm watching, just..not much for me to do as I'm not part of mace stuff

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yeah, here. :04 lagcheck?

RAM:<font color="#990000">Just not much going on aside from Tom and Miron talking.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Just... be careful, both for your sake, and sake of our folks up there.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">If you say so. It's just an isolated room dialogue, though.. the DM isn't even occupied.. :B

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">so is Vae retiring miron or just taking a break from the game for a bit?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">:04

VAE:<font color="#000000">VAE is on holiday

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:04 just as the clock ticked over to :05. :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">and while the situation is better than expected

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Which reminds me, I need to go find some honest farmhands.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Waiting on Miron to go downstairs. :\

VAE:<font color="#000000">it's still unpredictable, and let's be honest, this is the first holiday I wasn't pissed off or otherwise incapacitated enough to actually be able to play along

VAE:<font color="#000000">this was plot that was planned beforehand, and hell, if I'll have an official excuse instead of accidental misses, I won't mind.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I guess that all answers my question, then..&quot; :.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">so you are coming back then?

VAE:<font color="#000000">We'll see how and what happens

VAE:<font color="#000000">but it is very likely I will

VAE:<font color="#000000">:3

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">ah. miron may be a pain in the ass, but he is occasionally fun to play off of. paranoid that he is

* Edaric is still playing away downstairs, in his element with so many people around. |3

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Heh, If he's a pain in the ass, then y'all are masochists

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Shall we go 'unwrap your presents' then?&quot; Wine-brandish. =w=

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">or your a sadist

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;That seems a solid plan.As an aside, we can always keep in touch with Sendings, now that we both know the spell.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus nods.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Every feline is something of a sadist :3

* VAE mrow

* Thomas Lazarus sighs, &quot;I guess what happens, happens. But back to today's celebration.&quot; {:3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Whoah, crowded suddenly.&quot; :o

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

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

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

* Edaric wraps up the song with a final set of chords, and a number of audience Macers applaud. :3 !

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;And there's the man of the day himself! G'mornin', Miron.&quot; :3

Winged Mailman:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Miron Steelsprocket?&quot;

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- When did you sneak in?&quot; O_o

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;During the song.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey everyone! Looks like you buggers are all ready before even I am.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">Heh, unobservant bookworms. |3 *book'd*

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Inquisitor Steelsprocket 'ere - did you expect someone bigger?&quot;

Winged Mailman:<font color="#000000">&quot;Pardon me, sir, are you Miron Segras Ironwrit Steelsprocket?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Like there's a dozen of them. Of course I am.&quot;

Winged Mailman:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Ah.&quot; The mailman laughs. &quot;I have two packages for you -- one from Jones' Rock, and one from in town.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">&gt;:D

You whisper to Ghostwish: Here it comes. Shall I type the description, or you?

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Jones's Rock? Those buggers didn't forget? And .. from here?&quot;

Ghostwish whispers: You. &gt;:3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Hmm. for day 3/9 of crafting...well, the numbers are flying all over the place for upgrading the blunderbuss, so I'll have to talk to DM about that later...but for now, I think some Seaforium will do. (Alliance Player's Guide). Gonna make a couple Small charges, maybe a few Medium charges, and maybe one Large charge, as well as a detonator. DC's vary, so I'll just roll craft and see what I get... Craft (tech device) &#171; &#160;1d20+24 = 8 + 24 = 32&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hand it over, and here's a gold piece! Get yerself a beer!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Or ten, anyways.&quot;

Winged Mailman:<font color="#000000">The mailman hands over a clinking package from Jones' Rock with several letters tied to it. The other package is a weighty wooden lockbox, unlocked, with a message attached to it; &quot;From Tathi: Make sure you open it inside Ashmore's office. It should be a blast.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">hmm, short of a Powerful charge, so gonna make Large charges, which were DC 27. Progress made: &#171; &#160;32*27 = 32 * 27 = 864&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">&gt;:D

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

Winged Mailman:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thanks, but I can't accept gratuities and the postage has already been paid. Here's your gold back.&quot; :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">a Large charge is 330 gp, so &#171; &#160;864/330 = 864 / 330 = 2.618181818181818181818181818181818&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey! &gt;;3&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus just shakes his head slightly while noting the box.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;You don't want to insult an inquisitor on his birthday, do you?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Two Large charges. Figuring raw materials cost: &#171; &#160;(330/3)*2 = 330 / 3 * 2 = 220&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hyu should chust take it.&quot; :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">deducting from gp... &#171; &#160;48,011-220 = Invalid expression: 48,011-220.&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">deducting from gp... &#171; &#160;48011-220 = 48011 - 220 = 47791&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Winged Mailman:<font color="#000000">&quot;No, sir, by law I can't accept gratuites for city work.&quot; ^^; &quot;I'll stay comfortably on the good side of the law, thank you!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Say, Cadamon, should we issue an order to deal with this situation? A tax of negative one gold piece, to be paid immediately under the threat of arrest should do it fine :3&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">and two Large Seaforium charges added to inventory.

* Thomas Lazarus looks flatly at the mailman, then to the dozen nearby inquisitors, then back.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; Get in trouble with who..?&quot; ^^;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">This is all an entrapment scheme. GET 'EM!

Winged Mailman:<font color="#000000">&quot;May I suggest instead making a donation at your temple instead?&quot; :3

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hyu do realize vere hyu are, ja?&quot; :B

Winged Mailman:<font color="#000000">&quot;Of course, sir.&quot; :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">Cadamon responding any? :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Day 4/9 of crafting, this time going for either Small or Powerful charges, check result depending. Craft (tech device) &#171; &#160;1d20+24 = 16 + 24 = 40&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Oooh, that's a Large charge right there, D 37.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Den vy are hyu so vorried? Hyu're surrounded by Inqvisitors vo kouldn' giff a dem.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">(er, Powerful)

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Progress: &#171; &#160;40*37 = 40 * 37 = 1480&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Value of a Powerful charge is 1,280, so that's just one flat charge.

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm afraid it's true, inquisitor, city postal workers can't accept monetary gratuities while on the job.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Raw materials cost: &#171; &#160;1280/3 = 1280 / 3 = 426.6666666666666666666666666666667&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Winged Mailman:<font color="#000000">&quot;They may not, but I would, sir.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Schpoilsport.&quot; =3=

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Stop being so lawful, dammit!

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">subtracting 427 from gold... &#171; &#160;47791-427 = 47791 - 427 = 47364&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Wait, monetary gratuities? We could work with that!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">and one Powerful Seaforium charge added to inventory.

Winged Mailman:<font color="#000000">Odd what happens when Lawful meets Lawful sometimes, isn't it? :B

* Thomas Lazarus folds his arms and chuckles a little.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">You, good sir, need to be more chaotic.

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">day 5/9, now going for Small charges, regardless of check. Craft tech device: &#171; &#160;1d20+24 = 10 + 24 = 34&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;What're you going to do about that maybe-an-obvious-trap, there?&quot; Tom points a finger at the elf package.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Small Seaforium charges are DC 21, so progress &#171; &#160;34*21 = 34 * 21 = 714&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">a Small charge is 115, so &#171; &#160;714/115 = 714 / 115 = 6.208695652173913043478260869565217&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">He'd better open it. I've been looking forawrd to this. &gt;:E

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Six Small Seaforium charges crafted. Raw materials cost: &#171; &#160;(115/3)*6 = 115 / 3 * 6 = 229.99999999999999999999999999999998&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I haven't decided yet, actually.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Gnogglebolt packs on the C4. Fate rubs palms together mischievously.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Subtracting 230 gp from gold: &#171; &#160;47364-230 = 47364 - 230 = 47134&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

RAM:<font color="#990000">Don't worry!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">(aha, you caught that pun, huh? xD )

RAM:<font color="#990000">I'm here!

Winged Mailman:<font color="#000000">&quot; Have you any letters to go out today, sirs and madams? I need to be getting back to my route soon... &quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">I am a WoW player. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">(Took me a few looks to catch it myself. That was a big double-take there.)

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Say, for how long are you on duty today?&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot; Here you are, a few letters to go out... &quot;

Winged Mailman:<font color="#000000">&quot;Until the mail is delivered, sir.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, then. As soon as you handle that, you are under inquisitorial orders to join us at the Bronze Boot.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And don't even think of wriggling out of that one.&quot;

* Winged Mailman looks around at the room full of inquisitors. ^^;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*srs gnome is srs*

* Dr. Hatari can just picture Ashmore giving a deadpan glare and an order of, &quot;Have fun immediately.&quot;

Winged Mailman:<font color="#000000">&quot;V... very well, sir.&quot; =3=;

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

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

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">I have to go. Won't be back until monday. &gt;_

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

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&gt;: Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Whoa what?

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">:x

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

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

</i> =3=

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;See? Wasn't so hard. Now, go and deal with it all as soon as you can. Tom, cast a Haste on him.&quot;

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

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">How why?

TMG:<font color="#000000">Long story, no time to explain.

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

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Text it to Ram.

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

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Or just call him.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Bai bai!

TMG:<font color="#000000">Can't, phone doesn't work.

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

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

</i> RAM:<font color="#990000">I'm in Kyrgyzstan.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Okay, that's sad

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">The Kyrgyz don't care about cell phone.s

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Well, it's probably just safe to assume his folks are being jerks.

VAE:<font color="#000000">yeah, or there's urgent work to do, or something fucked up

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

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

Winged Mailman:<font color="#000000">&quot;Very well... Take care and good hunting, inquisitors.&quot; ^^;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Poor guy. So flighty.&quot; |3

Winged Mailman:<font color="#000000">What just happened? &gt;.&gt;;

RAM:<font color="#990000">*Pun'd*

Messenger Gryphon:<font color="#000000">*Kiweck.*

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hennyvay, are hyu goink to open hyu prezents?

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Bloody hell. A mailman that doesn't take pocket change..&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Very dedicated, it seems.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyways, let's look at what the folks over from Jones's Rock send&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Before I forget! Miron! Catch!&quot; :3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 17 + 3 = 20&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Reflex save?

Miron:<font color="#000000">Subtract 3 for a dex check if needed.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Aww, I washoping he'd flub the catch.

* Edaric lightly tosses over a package wrapped in simple brown paper; five books. The aforementioned halfling tavern travelogue, three books of folk tales from across the country, and a bok titled &quot;The Ancestors' Legacy&quot; written by a dwarf for a human fellow traveller who was somewhat perplexed by dwarven culture and accents.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Hmmm~

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">What hour of the day is it, DM?

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Chapter 6 is all about the different ways to say &quot;och!&quot; *brick'd*

GM:<font color="#000000">1 PM o'pocketwatch. :3

* Thomas Lazarus reconsiders plans then &gt;|3;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*looks them over* &quot;Hey! That's a nice one.. as if you heard me telling Tom I haven't known of a liquor store here.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I guess it's a little early to go crazy celebrating in a tavern.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Oi, iz 4 o'clock zumvere!

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

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anise would have our heads if we started celebrating without her, anyway.&quot; |3

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mm.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Is she off on patrol?&quot;

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">Affirmative nod.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Oh wait that's right you backwater bumpkins don't have clocks. *brick'd*

Robin Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;How did you sleep, Miron?&quot; |3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Those folk tales are good stuff too.. &quot;Happy Walks through Akellon&quot; is a really good one.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hahah! I slept like dead!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;She's always patrolin'.&quot; Handwave. &quot;Well, tell you what, brother; I'll swing back by around sundown.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I suppose.. but you might miss when we figure out what to do with Tathi's prank.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;I figured! It's one of my favorites, too.&quot; :3 &quot;I know it's lighter stuff than what you're usually carrying around, but you always have great stories to share, so I figured I'd share some back.&quot; :3

Arlene Morgan:<font color="#000000">&quot;What prank?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*points to the second package*

VAE:<font color="#000000">brb grabbing cat

Liatai:<font color="#000000">.. frig, that means I finally need to roll up a name for the mailman. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Who says that's something I want to be around for?&quot; :B

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">:B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I've been calling him Tobias in my head, but that's not a very Tuilvilanuue name. XD

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">TO THE SLUMS.

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;So, let's see what's in the letters. Anyone got a knife?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy hef my axe.&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Might as well open them with my mace.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">x3

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;No, my axe haz a scharp edge.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..... Uhhhhhhhh~&quot; Tom looks slightly sheepish.

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

* Thomas Lazarus holds his arm out.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d100 = 82&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d100 = 38&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d100 = 12&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

* Thomas Lazarus tenses his wrist oddly and shing.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Oh hey hidden pelorite assassin blade in his armor. o_o;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;What the hell, Tom?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ven did hey get dat?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; Not my idea.&quot; =w=;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Careful with that..who knows where one might pop out from.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I know.&quot; &gt;:P &quot;I just need to be slightly more careful about giving people hugs.&quot; =w=;

RAM:<font color="#990000">*hug*

RAM:<font color="#990000">*shank*

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... what do you guys say, should I roll 5d6d2 or 4d6d1 for the mailman with the gryphon? :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Giuseppe the hitman clown strikes again.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">6d12d0

VAE:<font color="#000000">5d6d2. It's a gryphon

VAE:<font color="#000000">deserves better odds :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oddly enough, I noticed this on his token while adding the name; &quot;Not that I think it will ever come up, but the mailman's birthday is Boccon 5th.&quot; When did I roll this? XD

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;5d6d2 = 13&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;5d6d2 = 17&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;5d6d2 = 13&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;5d6d2 = 16&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;5d6d2 = 14&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;5d6d2 = 17&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyways hand it over.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">He has a birthday and not a name?

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

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I.. aren't quite sure how to pull it out without messing the system up.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I don't know either! XD

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Well NOW he has a name. XD

RAM:<font color="#990000">I aren't? :B

* RAM chocks that one up to Lia being silly. :B

* Thomas Lazarus manipulates the apparatus a little and removes it. Knife provide (non-lethally)!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thanks&quot; *takes knife and first letter ker-open.*

GM:<font color="#000000">The letters are birthday wishes from Miron's former coworkers, or at least those who are still living.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You know, at first, I kind of scoffed at the prospect of all these mechanical hidden blades when Barbarus provided them.. but I can't deny, they've come in handy over and over. Maybe saved my life against that big sewer Chuul.&quot; =w=;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Which ones are living, for that matter? (If you even got a list.)

GM:<font color="#000000">Jeezalou I'm having another &quot;what the hell have I done&quot; moment. Going by Leadership rules, to have a gryphon cohort the mailman would need to be at least ECL 12.

GM:<font color="#000000">I guess that's not so far-fetched in Castleton, but jeeeeeez O_O

RAM:<font color="#990000">O.o

Winged Mailman:<font color="#000000">NOTHING will interfere with the mail. :| *brick'd!*

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">The mailman is yet another Secret Badass?

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

GM:<font color="#000000">... anyway. I don't have a list, but assume at least the humans have passed on.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">What class is he?

Winged Mailman:<font color="#000000">Ranger, sir.

Winged Mailman:<font color="#000000">That was decided long ago.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Let's you and Elros fight.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Fair. A decade is a long time

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">:B

VAE:<font color="#000000">or has it been more?

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">But for serious, to the slums.

* VAE facepaw

VAE:<font color="#000000">Mental order fail

GM:<font color="#000000">Roll Gather Information, and Spot while you're at it.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">The mission here is to find a relatively poor family willing to move/learn farming in exchange for better living conditions.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 3 + 7 = 10&#160; <font color="#CC0066">&#187; Spot check!

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 6 + 1 = 7&#160; <font color="#CC0066">&#187; Cha check!

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">NOPE.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 11 + 9 = 20&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; GI &#171;  &#160;1d20+3 = 10 + 3 = 13&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Spot

GM:<font color="#000000">You don't find anyone, and leave this hour &#171; &#160;1d20 = 19&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; GP poorer.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">You locate some enormous rats which you incorrectly assume are sapient ratfolk.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">That was for Sszeyl, Miron. ^^;

* VAE fail

VAE:<font color="#000000">thought it's for everyone

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, if we're going to be partying, I'm going to head back to HQ to tell the others.&quot; :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Okay~&quot;

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

GM:<font color="#000000">What the hell Liatai stop statting the mailman. =3=

* Dr. Hatari thwaps. =3=

GM:<font color="#000000">Lemme know when you guys are ready to timeskip. :3

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">he is the SUPER MAILMAN!

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">lets go plaid.

* RAM is good for timeskip.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Hey! What about tathi's p[resent!/

VAE:<font color="#000000">moment ;3

RAM:<font color="#990000">After that gets opened,that is.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Placed in a bomb disposal bunker. *bricked*

GM:<font color="#000000">I don't have the birthday greetings typed out, but within the box is a six-pack of Miron's favorite ale.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well. Are you going to dare check it out?&quot; :B

GM:<font color="#000000">And then... Tathi's present. *sits back to watch*

* RAM disarms it. :B

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I could do it.&quot; *_*

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ale for everyone! And look at what they sent!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;The suspense is killing me. The mystery.. the danger.. the inrigue!&quot; *o*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom is becoming addicted to opening other people's letters, it seems.

Miron:<font color="#000000">The ale crate has been written on with rainbow-colour script : So today instead of archives you're poring through birthday cards Swillbucket, your arse's in Cas'ton But you remain in our hearts 

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">So super-drowsy still. Brb, moar caffiene and snacks~

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And now.. anyone's got any fun ideas what to do with no doubt a prank-cursed box?&quot;

* You roll to yourself: 8+11d8+12 =&gt; 8 + 54 + 12 = 74* You roll to yourself: 8+11d8+12 =&gt; 8 + 48 + 12 = 68* You roll to yourself: 8+11d8+12 =&gt; 8 + 53 + 12 = 73* You roll to yourself: 8+11d8+12 =&gt; 8 + 46 + 12 = 66* You roll to yourself: 8+11d8+12 =&gt; 8 + 44 + 12 = 64VAE:<font color="#000000">And yes, I had to think up something silly that the Jones's rock crew would send.

* Richter Malino casts Detect Magic, curiously. &#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 14 + 9 = 23&#160;  &#187; ...

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Open it?&quot;

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;...&quot; He decides to stay quiet.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;What do you think, Flint, Should I?&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;... hmmm. Maybe with a stick.&quot;

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

* Flint Carthan calls the animals over to him. &gt;.&gt;;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Landon, still got that polearm with a hook?&quot;

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Basement.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh come on~!&quot; ^^;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Will go like the wind!&quot; *grin*

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Chust open it, vill hyu?&quot; =3=

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey, Tom, if the prank's worth anything, it'll still work.&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">The gnome darts off to the basement, and begins looking for the weapon.

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot; There was an aura of evocation on it, but it didn't seem to fit, &quot; Richter mutters to the nearby inquisitors.

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot; It could be anything. Be ready. &quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 18 + 7 = 25&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Search

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 10 + 7 = 17&#160; <font color="#CC0066">&#187; Spot check!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Bloody hell, how hard is it to find a polearm&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 20 + 1 = 21&#160; <font color="#CC0066">&#187; Cha check!

GM:<font color="#000000">Miron finds plenty of polearms!

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">For the upcoming hour.

GM:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl finds a family! \o/

GM:<font color="#000000">On the downside, he's &#171; &#160;1d20 = 4&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; GP poorer again.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">I have serfs~

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">*brick*

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I must ask before we begin; are youuu murder cultists? No? Improvement! Interview concluded.&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Now.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Given the farmhouse is both small and in use.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;This one seems.. just about the right weight&quot; *grabbing the weapon with both hands somewhat more near the centre-length than intended, Miron walks back iinto the room.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We're murderous cultists.. if that counts?&quot; &quot;I SAID CONCLUDED.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*uff*

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Does this family have qualms about living under a barn? :B

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hell, either these have gone heavier, or it's the weight of the years I'm feeling.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">They were living in the slums and sewers. None at all. :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Excellent.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Now for FURNITURE SHOPPING.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">I have a shopping problem, okay?

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Oh hey, Sszeyl!&quot; :D

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Yo.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;That took forever; open your packaaage&quot; :E

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">specially as you can't seem to shop for gear for yourself

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey, these things have definitely gotten heavier.&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Everyone step back!&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Miron's more or less commanded us to go to the Bronze Boot tonight to celebrate.&quot; x3 &quot;Want to come along?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron sets the package on a chair, steps back, then maneuvers the hook on the polearm over the ribbon, and gives it a firm tug

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">&gt;:D

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;You should have seen how he was with that poor mailman.&quot; :B

GM:<font color="#000000">The ribbon falls off. The box's lid is closed, and it sits before you. Dare you open it?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Come on come on come on come on come on --&quot; :E

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Let's see if I can do *this* with a polearm&quot; *attempts to put the blade between the lid and the box's edge, and use some leverage*

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

GM:<font color="#000000">The box's lid -- SUDDENLY FLOPS OPEN!

GM:<font color="#000000">.... nothing seems to be happening.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">&gt;:D

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;. . . Looks like that was all it took to outwit the spell.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Nothing's blowing up yet.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Vell den, go see vat hyu got!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tathi, I am disappoint!&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">SUDDENLY -- !!

GM:<font color="#000000">... nothing happens.

* Thomas Lazarus leans over the box. :.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">What's in it?

GM:<font color="#000000">Inside the box is an archival-quality book.

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron tiptoes over to the box.

GM:<font color="#000000">Ghostwish didn't tell me what the topic was, but it's a very nice book.

Miron:<font color="#000000">*bends over carefully*

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">The Gnomish Karma Sutra- *BRICK'D*

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

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... that's not seriously it is it? :B

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">The Adventures of Mr. Bunny.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">I dunno. VAE? &gt;:3

RAM:<font color="#990000">Hard to tell with Ghost.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Seriously, I had to think up enough gifts today, that I actually *might* consider that canon :3

VAE:<font color="#000000">It'd definitely fit tathi

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">So be it.

</i> Akellon's PG-13 rating gets shot to peices. :P

Liatai:<font color="#000000">And it would be a rare book -- oh gods why am I promoting this XD

VAE:<font color="#000000">Because it is.

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">Because it's hilarious, of course.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Gift from Tathi: http://s11.postimage.org/y8sd8kloh/1343277285933.jpg

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">lolololololololol

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hell, this is in Gnomish... let's see... &quot;The Ninetyfold Ways of....&quot; *The inquisitor goes red, then bursts laughing*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;What, what?&quot; :.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">And yer gonna flip yer shit when you find out what the prank was.

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

* Shankfang the Deffrider leans overand looks.

Miron:<font color="#000000">*tearing eyes* &quot;Talfeera, come and see!&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;This.. bhwhaha.. .this is SO like her... &quot;

Talfeera:<font color="#990000">:.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Does Shankfang also speak Gnomish?

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">tech popped on the irc and left messages for his chars actions

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

Talfeera:<font color="#990000">&quot;...Hey, I have one of those!&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">Glitch|DnD: Just popping in to be sure, Gnogglebolt goes into madness place again. (can't believe I'm missing out bronze disc)

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Good schtuff in dere.&quot; :B

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">he also said he's on very borrowed time

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;ahahah, where the hell did she even.. pfft, this ... like my .. bwhahah, the last I seen this was when I was fifteen or twenty in my uncle's library&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hello, Gamal, Tathi, Aelian, Barbarus, Primera.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;What is it?&quot; =w=;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Iz, how do hyu say...&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Hello Swallowtail! How was the gift hunting?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's .. it's a really old guidebook to.. ahahah&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Effective.&quot;

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

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Effective.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;You know, Tom. Bedroom athletics.&quot;

* Gamal-Junayd looks up from his cataloging of kitchen supplies and nods

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

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Miron has invited many people to a bronze boot. Even a mailman.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;...&quot; Gnomes gnomes gnomes &quot;Nevermind.&quot; =w=;;;;;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*Miron begins laughing hysterically again*

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;You come?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;A Mailman? And what's the brone boot?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Sorry. I cannot.&quot;

* Dr. Hatari read that as the Brony Boot. Oh no.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Now hyu chust need sumvun to praktice it vith.&quot; :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;I have to purchase furniture for my new farmhands.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Let's see...&quot; *Wiping his nose and then his glasses with his robe, Miron picks the book up, and opens it. &quot;Let's see when was this one printed.&quot;

Jim Lane:<font color="#000000">The other archivists lean over to peer at the book. This one looks... then headtilts at the illustrations with a O_o expression.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Could you pass along a request to Tom, for me?&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Si. What is it?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Sszeyl, mention the appraiser meeting or the plot will never freakin' move forward today. :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">So, anything peculiar inside?

GM:<font color="#000000">Depends on your definition of peculiar -- *brick'd*

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;There is to be a metting later today, the appraiser has come back. He has sending, so he can send it to anyone we can't locate through walking.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Ordinary, high-quality book. :3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Don't worry, Jim.. *laughing* There's nothing fundamentally different about gnome and human anatomy ,except from size.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Tom, that is.&quot;

Jim Lane:<font color="#000000">&quot;I can see that. Kinky.&quot;

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

* Flint Carthan bursts out laughing. &quot;Is that what it is?!&quot; XD

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ooh, Hy remember dat vun!&quot;

Talfeera:<font color="#990000">&quot;Oh, yeah. That was a fun one.&quot; :3

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

* Thomas Lazarus just =3='s at the oblivious pair.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">At some point -- ninja message delivery!

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thomas?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yep. Hell, I might even put it up in our archive.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus looks up.

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I suppose it'd teach a few of you here to value books more&quot; *grinning*

* Thomas Lazarus almost doubles over suddenly with choked laughter.

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

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sszeyl asked me to tell you, the Guardians are having a short meeting tonight about something important. -- what?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Hold on, hold on--&quot; To Swallowtail. x3

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;What?&quot; =3=;;; Swallowtail stands awkwardly in a room full of laughing inquisitors.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Swallowtail, you know what this book is about?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; Oh, darn, they're all in here. &quot; &gt;:9

* Swallowtail looks.

* Swallowtail ... headtilts. O_o

* Swallowtail headtilts the other way. o_O

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">On the Crane Underground Map. Lia, would this be an adequetely sized living area for the family?

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good lord.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">It's the old tiger enclosure.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom whispers secretively to Miron.

GM:<font color="#000000">Yes, but hoo boy do you get read the riot act on the way in if you're actually there.

Guard 2:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sir, I'm afraid I cannot allow you to enter.&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">No, I'm not actually there.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I suppose it's like this. Humans, elves, orcs and dwarves, they all do it, but it takes a gnome to write a manual.&quot;

Guard 2:<font color="#000000">&quot;These tunnels are currently under guard by order of the --&quot; Oh. :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">I'm just here to isolate parts of the map that I'm talking about.

Miron:<font color="#000000">*grins at tom's suggestion, and nods*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Sorry, Swallowtail. What was this about a meeting?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Hatari, this'd be a poor boilover.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Back in DnDMFA

You whisper to Dr. Hatari: What'd the whisper say? :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">one of the characters rented a silly triwing on triwing slash

Dr. Hatari whispers: Tom whispers, &quot;You should so replace one of the nerds books with that when they're not looking. Switch their covers maybe.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Crystal grabbed it from him

* Swallowtail shakes her head. &quot;-- Yes. Meeting.&quot; =3=;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Then she and Zora ,the party's boss, exchanged it for a priest's holy book

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;I do not know what it is about, only that all Guardians should be there, and you have Sending and can tell others.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">while he was praying from it

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I see.. alright then.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">There are two Eds on the HQ.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">HE'S METASTISIZING.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Duet time! :D

VAE:<font color="#000000">Ed is the cancer of our society

Edaric:<font color="#000000">... I think I'm offended. :\

Edaric:<font color="#000000">I'm not sure, but I think I'm offended. :/

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well, it'll be quite a while yet until dusk.&quot; To Shankfang and Miron. &quot;Shall we go see what this is about?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;So what's this meeting about, Sszeyl?&quot; :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;The appraiser on the bronze disk has returned our letter.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Allright... I'll leave the goodies here, and you can look it over of course, but don't anyone friggin' dare to bend a corner. Hell, this thing here is an archival volume, printed fifty years ago.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;And has apparently cordoned off my property in the name of the crown.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;If they displaced Jeramiah, I shall be most displeased.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Specifically, it was printed from a bunch of Kemmer press blanks someone recovered from the ruins, this was the first run.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">grah, how do you call those in english, properly

VAE:<font color="#000000">I also imagine the faces of the adventures

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I don't know what any of that means.&quot; ^^;

VAE:<font color="#000000">*adventurers

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;See you there?&quot; :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">digging through the ruins, and finding boxes full of lead letters and etches, ready to print a book of gnomish porn

VAE:<font color="#000000">then realizing how insanely valuable it is

VAE:<font color="#000000">well, not insanely, but compared to what one'd expect :3

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Rare loot!&quot; *bricked*

VAE:<font color="#000000">So, I guess, off to the VG HQ, both of them.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ja. Hy'm gonna stop at de Torizes on de vay back.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus departs.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Knock knock knock on the door to the Pearl Dust shop!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Good morning!&quot; To the clerks.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Minions.&quot; =3= *bricked*

* Thomas Lazarus arrives.

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron departs as well, whistling on the way.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">May we do the Pearldust in a mini-session so we can progress the plot? :3

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

* Shankfang the Deffrider returns to the HQ later, short one pistol. :3

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Cordoned off in the name of the crown? What -- oh, hey, folks are here.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Afternoon, Violet!&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sszeyl, can you explain to everyone when they get here?&quot; :.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Heard something about a meeting?&quot;

Violet Vesav:<font color="#000000">&quot; Hello, sir. Happy birthday. &quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Yes.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thanks! Bloody hell, even you remember?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Why..would they cordon it off? Is the thing dangerous or soemthing?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyways, heard something about a meeting.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;We shall learn one way or another.&quot;

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

Violet Vesav:<font color="#000000">&quot; People were talking about it in the lobby. Yes, everyone is in the dining room. Please, enter. &quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll rush like with a salted arse.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Afternoon, all!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Well, there's the birthday boy.&quot; Tathi says, glancing up from her spellbook.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tathi... Well played, well played.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;I shall get to the point.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">She smirks. &quot;Allright Miron, fess up. What did you go through to open your little present?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;You got even Cadamon in stitches.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;The royal treasurey has locked down the Crane Underground, in some business related to the bronze disk we had appraised.&quot;

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

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

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

GM:<font color="#000000">To repost, the letter was as follows... Vigilant Guardians: I write this letter with regards to the bronze disc your group has asked me to appraise after its discovery on Damarron 8th, 1221 CA. We have discovered that it is far thicker than anticipated, and I have alerted relevant experts. Please return to the residence of Jeremiah Crane, and to the underground area where the disc was discovered, on Damarron 19th if at all possible, with all members in tow. Your input in these proceedings is most valued. Please bring the enclosed message with you to the site, or you will be turned away. Regards, Geoff J. Cumberland, Appraiser

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Had a few folks look over it, then opened it ten feet away with a war scythe's hook.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;We are to go there on the 19th, and to present a letter to the guards that we may speak with the appraiser.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi breaks out laughing. &quot;The ten foot pole trick? Really?&quot;

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Maybe someone owns it? and it's registerd as stolen? But...why it would have that engraved onto it if it was someone's legal property...&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">She smirks again. &quot;It wasn't trapped.&quot;

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

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;So! But did you enjoy your book? From my private collection, that one.&quot; :3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hah! Not just me.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">Shazam.

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">Miron has a cheap poppet of Altonor, and a handful of needles.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I suspect our archives will become a lot more frequented in the following days.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I'm half considering getting Swallowtail one. Think she'd kill me in my sleep?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;For when you need to vent stress, just stab the doll. :3&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi turns a side-long smirk at the ninja.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;You should have seen her face when she understood. Not even Moneybags' ears get that red.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Silence and tranquility. That way they will never expect it. =w=#

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And.. Tiamat's three arses, that *is* awesome, Barbarus.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;So.. We've been summoned back to Crane farm? I've lost track of time, when is that?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*Takes a needle and stick it through the puppet's spine* &quot;I can just about see how this helps to break stress.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;If today is the eighteenth, then tomorrow.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tomorrow --&quot; &#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 16 + 3 = 19&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Sszeyl lemme see that letter real quick.&quot; o_o;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Sszeyl passes it along.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Wait.. this is Sszeyl?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- It is. That's the seal of the royal treasury.&quot; o_o;;;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">The old man peels off his face. &quot;Yes.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;He's been wearing that disguise for some reason..&quot; =w=;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Where the fuck did you get that mask from?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Illusion.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thought you're a messenger or somesuch.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;My spell resistence lets me manipulate it.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;...No longer.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;I have been officially cast out from Orgolloyss.&quot;

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

Altonor:<font color="#000000">Ow! ... must be getting old. *cricks back*

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ved did dat heppen?&quot; :o

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; Then what does your name become now..&quot; &gt;:O *bricked*

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;I am without name.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot; I was wondering same thing, Thomas. &quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Until I do something to earn a new one.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Why did they cast you out? Was it the dealings with the drowish scum up in Thalinde?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Apparently...they took issue with who my mother was.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;They threw you out?&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Your.. mother?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Not so much thrown out as sent assassins with official warrants for death.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&gt;:E

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

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi rubs her forehead. &quot;And here I was hoping that maybe there was a chance the drow have changed.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Bekause dey don' like hyu modder?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Shrug.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Say, do you folks know of any other kind of legal action than sending assassins?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Dat's schtupid.&quot; &gt;:E

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">He lets his old man face snap back.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;That is a very strange reason for a clan to exile someone. Was there another reason?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;...&quot; :o &quot;Do you mind my asking, who is your mother?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;She was a Clanni. A member of a warrior house.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I suspect... but then, an apple doesn't fall far from the tree.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">*Claddani. :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;She is thankfully long dead.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">I can never spell it right.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Claddani*

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It's easier than Orgolloyss! &gt;:O *brick'd*

* Thomas Lazarus doesn't seem like he understands at all, but doesn't press. &quot;In the past, I suppose.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Wait, she's long dead.. so, why the fuck did it occur to them to send assassins after you *now*&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Und vy do dey suddenly hate her?&quot; :.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Because apparently they were looking for a reason.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&gt;:E

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Kan Hy schoot dem if dey send more?&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;... but then why would they accept you into their clan if they had such an issue with your birth?&quot; &gt;:\

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Swan Song, this does not make sense.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Since when did anything the drow have done made sense?&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;I do not know, we do not have drow in Amaya.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Confirming vacation reservations for Miron.. *bricked!*

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Was it ever confirmed what day it is today? :B

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">18th of Damarron

VAE:<font color="#000000">because that's what Miron's birthday falls on

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">And I will be semi-afk as I go to feed douglas and myself. :3

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Guys, this is a big deal. This is the royal treasury getting involved.&quot; o_o;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;I agree.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus sweatdrops.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Mebbe dey vant to pay us for it?&quot; :D

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... Why? Was it made from a melted down statue to someone important?&quot; ^^;

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">Barbarus giggles.

* Edaric passes around the letter.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I suspect they want a good chunk for themselves&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&gt;:E

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Dey better not.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ve did all de vork!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;For how it goes, they can prob'ly find a law to make it happen.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&gt;:E

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I guess we'll find out..&quot; :.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Taxes. They take their chare, we get things like roads.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;We should probably put on a good showing... full kit, all polished and ready...&quot; Ed seems drawn into thoughts of first impressions.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Indeed. For if it were not for taxes, from what would things like tax forms be paid for? &quot; *grins*

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyways, I suppose I should tell the happy news to you lot as well.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Goot point. Hy need to give Rose her first kleanink.&quot; :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;What's 'Rose'?&quot; &gt;.&gt;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;As least some of you will be very happy.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*At

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang smiles and draws his new, custom-made pistol.

* RAM fetches a description.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">brb for a moment

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">It is made of high-quality materials, with a longer, reinforced barrel, allowing for extra powder to be loaded, and giving it time to burn more completely, giving it greater range, power and accuracy. There are rose vines carved into the gun, starting at the handle and winding all the way down the barrel. Along the vines is a series of rose buds, depicting their growth cycle as they progress towards the end of the barrel. Around the muzzle was once a fully opened rose blossom, making it appear as though the rounds are being fired from the center of the blossom. After the enchanting, however, that blossom is also closed.

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Tenk hyu.&quot; :3

* Thomas Lazarus didn't save Brian's description. Nyoro~n {:3c

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">At least you got one.I had to come up with my own, and it sucks comparatively. =3=

* RAM is not creative-minded.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Hey, I went on an adventure just to pay the man in crackrock. You had yours done by nebulous background dudes. You get whatcha payfer. =3= *bricked*

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Oi, I didn't know awesome descriptions were Brian-exclusive!

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Now you do.

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Dere's more, too!&quot; :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Well, barring whatever else business may spring up, I'm cool with assuming there is much carousing and drinking and Tom-foolery into the evening before we dawn on the next day.

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc0066">(( Only two hours left of game. :B ))

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Aelian glances across at Edaric. &quot;Hope this doesn't put a damper on our plans to go see the family..&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang brings the pistol to his lips, and whispers. &quot;Bloom.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Two hours left of game? What are you talking about? :B

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc0066">(( We usually stop at 9. ))

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Two hours? THIS. IS. AKELLON! *boot-kicks*

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... uh, Ael, you didn't get knocked on the head, did you?&quot; &gt;.&gt;;

* Thomas Lazarus looks up. &quot;Eh?&quot; :o

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;We already went to Oakridge.&quot; It can be minisessioned later, but that's what the timeskip from the 10th to the 18th was for. :B

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Possibly a couple of times. Tathi and I are talking about getting rid of the bed's backrest.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Suddenly, the engravings begin to glow with realistic, lifelike color, and the final bud blooms into a full rose blossom. :3

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">D'OH

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Hold on.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Wait, what? Who is that? What is that? I don't remember this. Did the DM explain that? Is that part of our objectives?

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Continue. :3

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">(and yes, we are -so- minisession'n that.

Hord:<font color="#CC0066"> &quot;Did you guys here something?&quot;

Boddynock:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;The rooms are soundproofed, remember?&quot;

Hord:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Coulda sworn...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Are you going somewhere? Can I come?&quot; Thomas turns on the eyes. ;_;

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Drag Thomas along? :3

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Anyway, now that Shankfang is done showing off Rose, I'm good for timeskip.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Assuming this conversation took place in the past -- &quot;Sure!&quot; :3 &quot;I'm sure my sisters would love to meet a true-blue adventuring Pelorite!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Oh please oh please, retroactively?! *CHRONO-BRICKED*

* Thomas Lazarus beams!

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Now see, that's a nice combination of magic and technology.&quot; Tathi says, looking at Rose.

GM:<font color="#000000">Miron needs to deliver his news, and then we can timeskip.

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

Hord:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;I sense Ed trying to marry off his sisters again.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Gods, looks like the whole party is going.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You'll choot tinks!&quot; =3=

Ragnar:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;You're just hungry.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Tenk hyu, Taddi!&quot; :3

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... sure, just try not to scare Rachel. Kirstie will probably ask you nonstop questions about your bike.&quot; :B

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Back to the present! *vworp*

GM:<font color="#000000">Miron had news to deliver. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Boy that was a quick trip. I can't remember anything... &gt;:.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;So, as I was saying, news that many of you buggers will find quite delightful.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Vould hyu like to hold her?&quot; :3 He holds out Rose to Tathi.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;:ong story short, I got transferred to Braxton, to help them with the recent tide of undead they are having trouble with. Leaving on the 20th.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Say what?&quot; o.o

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

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

* Swallowtail quietly :( 's.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Sszeyl shoulderclaps Miron.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Good hunting.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Mah boi&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Aww.&quot; &gt;: Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Yeah, good hunting -- when will you be back?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;What can I say. I will miss a lot of you, some of you won't miss me, and you are all invited to the bronze boot tonight. Including Miss Violet :3&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;When will I be back? Not even Boccob knows.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus can't help but smirk at the thought of Violet holding her alcohol.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Turns out she's, like, a level 18 Fighter or something, drinks everyone under the table.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I mean, I'm the last one to complain about such a thing, but it does mean that Brother Thomas here will be all of us keeping you lot orderly and on the right side of the law.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;I will help.&quot; Swallowtail nods resolutely.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">All our support NPCs are secret badasses!!

Violet Vesav:<font color="#000000">No, this one is not. :B

Violet Vesav:<font color="#000000">Her performance at the Bronze Boot can be summed up in two words.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Yeah, right.&quot; ^^;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, I'll see about showing up to the boot then.&quot;

* Shankfang the Deffrider is Chaotic, he doesn't follow the laws. :B

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Actually, that's a good idea.&quot;

Violet Vesav:<font color="#000000">*sip* ... *WHUMP.*

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">Totally schmammered?

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

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

* RAM thinks she should totally be a hidden badass. :B

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Swallowtail, Tom, keep an eye on each other, and on this sorry bunch, and keep me informed if they are about to commit treason.&quot;

* Swallowtail nods. &gt;:|

Miron:<font color="#000000">*smirk*

* Shankfang the Deffrider commits treason.

* Gamal-Junayd starts cooking a goodbye cake for Miron, since he's in the kitchen. How will it turn out? (Profession(Cook) Check : &#171; &#160;1d20+13 = 1 + 13 = 14&#160;  &#187;)

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

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

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

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">the goodbye cake is alive!

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">So typical

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Roll again. :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">This is like the best birthday ever.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Nah, it's canon

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">(Profession(Cook) Check : &#171; &#160;1d20+13 = 13 + 13 = 26&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;) second roll

Liatai:<font color="#000000">That was for the Super Mario RPG living cake, and we need a real one now. :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">Hunt your own cake

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">VAE has spoken!

RAM:<font color="#990000">We have living cake!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... hang on I have a token.

RAM:<font color="#990000">...Is it trying to attack us like the last living pastries we made?

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">The super mario RPG living cake would whoop our asses.

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;I'll admit. It'll be less fun without you here.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;So bye. Hope you do well.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ja, ve vill miss hyu!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Keep in touch every now and then.&quot; {:3

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">The cat holds up a rock.

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Want a sending stone?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">My drinking partner and confidant is leaving..

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">My only recourse; crash Zairith's house more. *_*

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I can drink with you!

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Back. *burp*

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Does Tom have one?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Sszeyl holds up a rock.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">A sending stone? No. But he can cast sending every day anyways.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">It's free texting.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;So can I.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Though, I suspect I might need my spells for other purposes, and so might you. Hell, might be a smart thing that we each get one.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus glances back -- then double-takes at the cake. o_o;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Sszeyl.&quot; &gt;:O

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang follows Tom's gaze.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Throw out those spices already.&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;aahahha. What's a better cake for an inquisitor's birthday than one that has come alive?&quot;

Cannibal Cake:<font color="#000000">The cake... is opening its layers wide and trying to eat the frosting bowl. :O

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;What.. the hells..&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus watches passively. =3=

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Gamal, what did you put in that cake?!&quot; O_o

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;...At least dis vun hain't attacking us.&quot; :B

Cannibal Cake:<font color="#000000">OM NOM NOM NOM. Oh no it's going after the utensils!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;...Kan ve keep it?&quot; :D

Cannibal Cake:<font color="#000000">... and now the plates...

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;But I followed the instructions so closely! Sugar, butter, flower, eggs, soulgem..&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">=3=; &quot; It's all full of sharp things now. We can't eat it.&quot;

Cannibal Cake:<font color="#000000">Burp. =3=

Cannibal Cake:<font color="#000000">... it's nibbling the countertop.

* Gamal-Junayd takes his sword, says in ignan &quot;Blades of War&quot;...and cuts the cake.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;OI!&quot; D: Cannibal Cake:<font color="#000000">Nooooo DX *ded*

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Just some spices I found while taking inventory....&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy vanted to keep it!&quot; &gt;: Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Raise your glass to Gamal, slayer of the vile Cake of Castleton&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;A mad sentient cake is not a suitable pet, Shankfang..&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You wouldn't stop it from eating everything at all.&quot; =3=

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">'It was going to eat my kitchen. that could not be allowed.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Without a kitchen..no one gets fed here.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&gt;: * Gamal-Junayd cuts it into slices for everyone

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;So much for that..&quot; =w=;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyone interested in trying?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;...Eh, vy not.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;No.&quot;

* Shankfang the Deffrider takes a piece, noms.

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;No.&quot;

Tavia:<font color="#9933FF">Aroooo?

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Why not?&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;No!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;No thank you. It's rude to eat your fallen.&quot; =w=;;

Tavia:<font color="#9933FF">Whine. :(

* Gamal-Junayd passes out living cake to anyone interested.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Omnomnom. :9

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Tom stole my seat!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Come on! You wouldn't mind eating a slaughtered pig&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I guess you've kind of got me there. But we also don't usually get those with swords..&quot; ^^;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*takes a piece and tries the cake* &quot;Good one. Could be a little sweeter.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Only because someone else does.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">To be fair, the cake was still a nat 1, and probably sucks. :B

* Shankfang the Deffrider picks a fork out of his slice. :.

VAE:<font color="#000000">But then, Miron isn't exactly a gourmet :3

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">it's still a 14...hehe

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Come on. I'm suddenly highly interested in seeing how well Violet and the mailman hold their liquor against the Inquisitors.&quot; |3

VAE:<font color="#000000">if it's sweet and doesn't taste too much of stale flour or burnination, it's a good cak

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">*cake

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

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

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">I 'm wondering how Ashmore

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Afk 2 shakes

Winged Mailman:<font color="#000000">Highlights from the night... the mailman actually holds his liquor pretty well, but also stops early. &quot;Work starts early for the post.&quot;

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">A moment of silence fell over the bar when Ashmore entered... most of the inquisitors looked guilty and worried...

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Carry on, inquisitors.&quot;

Helen Ashmore:<font color="#000000">And a woman entered behind him.

Helen Ashmore:<font color="#000000">They stayed the rest of the night, not drinking much, but participating in light conversation.

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">Anise got drunk.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">So did Flint.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Luckily Ed's lute-playing helped soften the blow of their off-key drinking songs. :B

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">Well of COURSE she did! Look who she was drinking with!

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron got drunk as well. Out of interest, who of the three lasted longest?

Miron:<font color="#000000">Should we roll?

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">YOU'RE ON! &#171; &#160;1d20+13 = 16 + 13 = 29&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 19 + 8 = 27&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Fort save, Miron?

Smoke:<font color="#000000">Smoke stayed sober. :B

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 10 + 10 = 20&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Fort save

Miron:<font color="#000000">As an aside, since no Mace occassion would work without this

Miron:<font color="#000000">Old as hell and none the wiser always with his book and mace Today's booze's on Brother Miron Sworn foe of the drowish race On this night we ain't working Heretics can sleep their fill Quench your thirst and fill your stomach For it's him who foots the bill  In two days he's off to Braxton Leaving Big C on its own he knows well that you won't miss him so why bother with a frown? Only thing that makes him sullen Only thing that is your crime. is that since you all are numbskulls He had to write this damn rhyme. <br.>

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">Nyahaha~! I win! |D~ *flops over the bar*

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Hold the phone! I was afk!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">TOMPETITION &gt;:E &#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 10 + 9 = 19&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I lost first. {|3c

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;When he goes *hic* fair.. he's ..*hic* .. he does *hic* he gets hammered quicker than a copper brad&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">Cadamon didn't get drunk, exactly, but he did get quite the nice tipsy flush as the evening wore on. ^///^

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">Richter was likely goaded into drinking by his colleagues. &#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 15 + 9 = 24&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">... and held his own surprisingly well. Where in that beanpole frame does he hold his alcohol? &gt;:\

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I got beaten by the librarian!! ;o;

Miron:<font color="#000000">So was I.. and I'm a librarian myself.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">I SEE NO TIMESKIP.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">You're a battle-librarian -- he's just a librarian! &gt;:O *book'd*

GM:<font color="#000000">TIMESKIP GO! But first off. Mid-session noms? :3

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Nomming Tathi for utterly awesome present

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Tathi for the most brutal trap of all: NOOOOTHIIIIIING.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Sszeyl for SERFS! :D

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Miron for ELVIS HAS LEFT THE BUILDING.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Seconding Tathi nom.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Ed: You will put us down. *jedi hand wave*

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">Nomming Miron for DISARM THE- Hold on a damn second. Nomming Shank for LOOKIT MAH GUN. Nomming Thomas for Open it I want to see it explode! Nomming Sszeyl for family troubles.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Ashmore for keeping with the masses.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Seconding Ed nom.

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">Nomming Edaric for Jedi-mind trick

VAE:<font color="#000000">Nommign Gamal for another living cake

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Shankfang for ROSE-BUD. :D

RAM:<font color="#990000">Gamal for making CANNIBAL CAKE!

VAE:<font color="#000000">Nomming Tom for &quot;I heard a rumour&quot;

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">Cannibal Cake for being awesome.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Cause her name is Rose, and she's his buddy.

VAE:<font color="#000000">the best conversation starter ever

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">Nomming gamal for putting the cake down. XD

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

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;This cake is a lie.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Nomming incorruptible gryphon for being incorruptible

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">*slice*

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Nomming self and Miron for most outrageously innuendo charged exit and conversation ever. *bricked*

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

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

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

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Let's see.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Nom Swallowtail for &quot;I shall attempt to fill your boots. &gt;:|&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">nomming Swallowtail for *BLUSH*

Meany:<font color="#CC0066"> &quot;Holy hells these boots are tiny.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">also, for cat emulation

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Cat emulation?

VAE:<font color="#000000">that was back in character questions

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Oh yeah. Nomming Swallowtail for &quot;NOOO NO PORN&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">but seriously. Her catching rats, AND cosplaying as a cat ?

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">sszeyel for assassins are after me cause of my long dead mother

VAE:<font color="#000000">She IS a catgirl

VAE:<font color="#000000">it's just that Pocky hasn't been invented in Akellon yet

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Comrade Shankfang: Just take it, come on. It'll be fine. BE LESS LAWFUL, DAMNIT. |O

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">So damn lawful. =3=

VAE:<font color="#000000">&quot;Come on, you are in a room full of inqquisitors. Who's gonna arrest you?&quot;

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

Winged Mailman:<font color="#000000"> Every single one of them. ^^;;;

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

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

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">At some point.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Nomming Barbarus for second best birthday gift ever

VAE:<font color="#000000">Seriously, a voodoo doll of Altonor?

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">We need to make a Disgruntled Postman joke about that guy.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I think I -- ohh. x3

VAE:<font color="#000000">He's got himself gruntled enough tonight

GM:<font color="#000000">I have to wonder how full of holes that doll is by the end of the night.

VAE:<font color="#000000">By the end of the night, not very. Once work sets in, however...

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

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Miron*

Altonor:<font color="#000000">Ff-- owwww. DX I can't get sick anymore, so what the hell?!

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Why are you setting that doll on fire?&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Because the oil took too long to boil.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Speaking of oil.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">We recently got some home-made dim sum.

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

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

* Liatai jealouses. &gt;:d

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">(:3

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;The man who said revenge is best served cold never heard of boiling tar.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">I could shoot you a recipe?

VAE:<font color="#000000">what's dim sum

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Pot stickers.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">A chinese appetizer dumpling.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">oh, dumplings? Like dumplings, or like pelmene

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Moving Thomas to bed for timeskip~

GM:<font color="#000000">Timeskip commencing! Hey spellcasters, got your spells selected today?

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Yup. :3

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

GM:<font color="#000000">You might want to bundle up and make sure the fires are burning, because it is snowing heavily outside today. Big, white puffy wet flakes are drifting down across town, and there's already a fine white coating on the ground when you wake up (even Thomas who wakes with the sun).

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">http://chinesefood.about.com/od/potstickers/r/potstickers.htm

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Your ninja is freaked out. o_o;

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">Yeah, I turned on both furnaces.

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">Because Gnoggle can't stop me. |3

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;So that is snow.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;It's so...delicate.&quot;

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

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;It looks like falling ash.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;But... it is cold.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">I wonder if for the celebration they pulled down the rest of the fey wine

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Would you like me to get one of Barbarus' fur coats for you, Swallowtail?&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">When Thomas gets up for prayer, he seems especially pleased. &quot;|D !&quot;

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

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;I have coats... thank you, though.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;You are welcome.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Miron gets up, mouth dry and with a stint of headache, but eh, it was worth it.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Since his uniform is so heavy and warm in the first place, he doesn't mind the snowfall overmuch. An overcoat over armor over light clothes is pretty darn toasty any way you look at it.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas prays on the roof once again, likely getting a snowy head.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Sszeyl seems content to just wear a tiger-fur scarf in addition to his robes and huge coat.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Cold-weather outfit get!

* Gamal-Junayd gets up, and makes breakfast, hopign for no more sentient food. (Profession(Cook) Check : &#171; &#160;1d20+13 = 12 + 13 = 25&#160;  &#187;)

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&#171; &#160;1d20+5+mod = 14 + 5 + 0 = 19&#160; <font color="#CC0066">&#187; Profession Cooking check!

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Assist.

* Edaric is hanging out in the kitchen, near the stove. Warm~

Miron:<font color="#000000">The inquisitor looks out of the window, shrugs, then actually ties the old mantle over his robe. Compared to up north, this weather isn't too bad.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;G'mornin', Gamal, Sszeyl.&quot; :3

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+18 = 20 + 18 = 38&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Morning strumming~

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Morning.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">... dang. Ed's on a roll. :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;I will have words with the government when we go to them.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Sorting out his matters at the Mace, he sets out for the Guardians' headquarters, given the business with the bronze is to be handled today.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;In this weather, my workers will need to move in and get warm rapidly.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Tell me when is it that he'll arrive ;3

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Which they cannot do while the furniture cannot be delivered, and the caves locked up.&quot;

* Shankfang the Deffrider is still without shirt. :B

GM:<font color="#000000">Miron can arrive at any time. :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">With his prayers all sorted out, Tom stands, sniffs sharply, and brushes snow-fluff off his head. x3

* Edaric double-takes at Shankfang. O_o

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Someone likes winter weather.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;How are you not freezing?&quot;

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

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good morning -- Thomas, you are dripping.&quot; o.o

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas appears with snow still caking his shoulders, and a blush to his nose and cheeks. &quot;Good morning!&quot; ^^

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">Shazam.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy dealt vith much vorse ven I schtill vorked as a kourier.&quot; :3

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">Tom no longer drips.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I was outside. It's snowing heavily today.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">The inquisitor brushes snow off himself, and enters. &quot;Morning, Violet!&quot;

Violet Vesav:<font color="#000000">&quot; Good morning, sir. &quot; Her voice seems even quieter today.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Oh, one thing you forgot to say about the celebration

VAE:<font color="#000000">Elros didn't say a word.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I love the snow. Do you have snow in Amaya?&quot; |d

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;The others are still in here, I suppose?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">As an aside. . given that Miron was footing the tab

VAE:<font color="#000000">how much did yesterday amount to?

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;No, no snow. Does it normal stick on the ground?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ja.&quot; :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Only after the ground has been cold for a while. It'll build up in big piles, later.&quot; 83

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Let's say 150 GP.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;If dere's enuff, hennyvay. Und iz not too warm.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Then compact into ice.&quot;

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

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Which reminds me. :3&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">also, that 30K they got.. ever got the tithe subtracted from them for the Mace, or should I sort that out too?

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Alright gents. We've been idle too long.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;We're going to go hunting for your next job today.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ehn, you can sort it out, or just pay a flat price of your choosing.

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;But first. Snow shovelling!&quot;

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">also, what does Violet say with regards to the others being at the HQ

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

Violet Vesav:<font color="#000000">&quot; Yes, they are still here. &quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">I forgot - I wasn't here when it was dealt with, was the pirate

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;No snow?!&quot; *_*

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;That is all good and well.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You never got to play in the snow as a child?! It's the best ever!!&quot;

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

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

* Thomas Lazarus clutches temple. |3;;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Kome, ve must fix dis!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hah! Snow *is* the best ever, unless you got to go on patrol around two-three villages.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- No grab!&quot; &gt;:O

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Makes walking damn tiring.&quot;

* Swallowtail points at Shankfang dramatically. &gt;:O

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I'm not grabbing. :B

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy'm not, chust follow!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;When does everyone wish to depart?&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;--As long as you're here, brother..&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;When did they say they expect us?&quot;

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

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">Shankfang and Swallowtail spot a half-elf and what looks like a mound of cloaks at the door.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas works up a Panacea spell. &quot;Happy birthday.&quot; ^^;;

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

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good morning --&quot; Wince.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Whose birthday is it today?&quot;

Violet Vesav:<font color="#000000">Not as bad as poor Violet. She fell out of her chair, practically, holding her head. DX

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;How are hyu tvo today?&quot; :3

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well, no ones, but I figure I can atleast relieve you of your birthday hangover.&quot; |3

Violet Vesav:<font color="#000000">&quot; Please be quiet this morning... &quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">sorry, been iaw.

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

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;You should go help Anise. She paid for her victory dearly.&quot;

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">The mound of cloaks and mittens shifts a little, and a face peeks out. &quot;Ss, good morning... Sssshankfang, wasss it?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I only have one more. I can't cure everybody.&quot; ^^;;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Eh, I'll manage, it's not as bad as from the fae wine.&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anise and Flint need it more.&quot;

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">Dangerous glasses glint. 8|

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Anywho~&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus rushes for the entrance. |D

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Guess not. &gt;: Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">Very wise.

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Bloody hell, who are the devils tugging to us tonight.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Grumpy crabby grump.

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">Hooligan.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh? Early visitors. Good morning!&quot;

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

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">Miscreant, ruffian, scoundrel.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">And I'm not a hooligan anymore.

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good morning. Lethriss...and .. What's your business here?&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">You're a hooligan on a daily basis. =3=

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good morning. Lethiriss had business to discuss with the Guardians.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus peers at cloak-mummy Lethiriss. &gt;|3 ?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Spoilsport, wet noodle, stick in the mud.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;morning. WEll, if it's buisness..come in. The stove in the kitchen should help warm you up, and theres still some breakfast remaning.&quot;

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ss, yesss,&quot; says the mound of cloaks. &quot;Jussst a few sssmall thingsss. Gamal, firssst... a ccccinnamon honey bun recccipe for you.&quot; :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Heal check on lightweight Violet. Heal: &#171; &#160;1d20+14 = 4 + 14 = 18&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">A mittened hand offers a recipe from within the fabric.

Violet Vesav:<font color="#000000">Hung over. D|

Miron:<font color="#000000">*to Tom* &quot;I refuse to believe someone bothered to come here *just* to pass a cinnamon bun recipe&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Aww.&quot; {|3

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hennyvay, nize to see hyu tvo. Hyu comink, Svallowtail?&quot; :3

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ssssecond... it'sss a trivial thing, really, but do you have sssome young adventurerssss you know who could ussse training?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Yes. :3&quot;

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;I would like to commissssssion sssomeone to hunt a few dire ratsss.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*looks at the duo with suspicion*

Eirik:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;I sense a disturbance in the force.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Dire rats, you say.&quot;

Boddynock:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Like thousands of people crying out in fear, but being suddenly silenced.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus makes a few distinct hand-signs while murmuring, then taps Violet's shoulder with a finger. One comforting flash of light later, all ill effects are gone! ...Tom pays virtually no heed to Miron's ZLR suspicions. :B *book'd*

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Are those Zairith's doing?&quot;

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sss, no!&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;My minions can handle that. :3&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;have these rats been somehow plauging you?&quot;

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;I would like ssssomeone to go into the city and find ssssome dire ratsss. My ssssnakesss and LiNeer will need food thisss winter, and a few dire ratsss fill them up niccccely over the courssse of ssseveral months.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">Brb.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Don't make me drag you out, Swallowtail. :B

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">Hmph. I can hunt my own food.

Kor:<font color="#9933FF">Brrrr. Like someone just walked on my grave.

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;I can pay for them, asss long asss they're not too disssseasssed or dessstroyed. Two a month sssshould be plenty.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm sure we can arrainge for such.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Here hyu go, dis iz schnow!&quot; :D

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">ETA to what? :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I have cured our most tender and/or short compatriots of their hangovers! \o/ ... but now I'm out of Panacea slots and I still have mine. Ow.

VAE:<font color="#000000">game length :3 VAE had a slightly busier day, what with finishing off operation elderberries.

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">Back.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Would you prefer them live if possible?&quot;

* VAE can still last a fair time, just wondering orientationally

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Hmm.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Aha. Well, the bronze disc bit is going to be pretty involved, so it's up to you.

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Would you like them to be alive, or dead?&quot;

You whisper to VAE: And it's going to include a battle.

VAE:<font color="#000000">eh. Want to see what'll come off that

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;I have a non-lethal combat specialist, he can catch some alive if you want.&quot;

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ssss, really? That would be ssssplendid!&quot;

Ceowulf:<font color="#CC0066">Sudden chill.

* Shankfang the Deffrider goes about making a snoworc. :3

VAE whispers: fuck yes I'm staying

VAE whispers: ;3

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Excellente. &gt;:3&quot;

Primera:<font color="#CC0066"> &quot;Nice work on your accent.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066"> &quot;Thanks.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">-l

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;We can dissscussss priccce later. Thank you! That isss all the busssinesss I had.&quot; :3

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;... I, however, also have some business with Tathi. Is she in?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;She is.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Tathi~&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Guest for you~&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Mmm. Elf or noble?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">... &gt;:3

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Half-elf.&quot;

* Swallowtail seems enraptured by the beauty of the falling snow. :o

* Shankfang the Deffrider makes a snowball, and tosses it at Swallowtail! Not too hard, of course, just enough to splatter and get her attention.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&#171; &#160;1d20+15 = 20 + 15 = 35&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; Snowball toss!

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

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

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">Right in the face.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Worse.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Down her shirt.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">NOT TOO HARD, YOU SAY?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Hey, that just means his aim is superb.

* Violet Vesav looks up from holding her head, with some bewilderment. &quot; .... Thank you. &quot; :.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">And goes exactly where he threw it.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">With extra splatter. :B

* Thomas Lazarus beams! ^^ Ow. =w=;;

* Swallowtail yelps! DX

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Half elf?&quot; Tathi says, quirking an eyebrow and getting up.

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang is making another snowball, and holds it up for her to see.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well. It would be something to have 'them' do, atleast. Free-loaders,&quot; he remarks jokingly.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi comes out to the front.&quot;Morning. I was told there was a half-elf here for me?&quot; She says. &quot;Ah, hello you two. What brings you around these parts?&quot;

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;A matter of a somewhat clandestine nature.&quot; The half-elf turns to his companion. &quot;Before that, however, Lethiriss is quite cold. Would someone please show her to a warmer area while I discuss matters with Tathi?&quot;

Tathi: <font color="#9933ff">(( *starts scanning for the fireplace* XP ))

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And where did you get the hint that matters of clandestine nature are best dealt with here?&quot; *voice-freeze activate*

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sss, I'm not going to freezzzze...&quot; The cloaks shiver a little. Traitor autonomic nervous system. DX

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

Primera:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;We have two furnace burning.&quot;

Primera:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;And kitchen stove burning.&quot;

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;You may stay and listen if you like, inquisitor.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You can sit in the meeting room. Gamal has been cooking breakfast. It's toasty in there.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">heh heh. Yuan-ti are endothermic, huh

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ss, thank you.&quot;

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">Shuffle shuffle.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Unless it's a group-matter, please excuse me!&quot; ^^

Miron:<font color="#000000">*frowns and follows them*

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

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">Mmm, warrrrrm~ |3

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Snowball! &#171; &#160;1d20+15 = 11 + 15 = 26&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Even though he's hungover and agonized by headache, he's still in good spirits and exerting himself. ''Unshakable. &gt;:O''

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">And snowball'd.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;?&quot; ^^ &#171; &#160;1d20+13 = 7 + 13 = 20&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Plaf!

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">tom is agonised by a headache? Physician heal thyself, no

* Rusal Ebonwood sighs. &quot;There we are. Miss Tathi, I would like to procure your services, or rather, the services of your paramour, in the near future. This matter is to be kept secret.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Hahaha ow&quot; ;^^#

RAM:<font color="#990000">Or have a Golden Liver of the Gods like me, and not get hangovers. :B

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hyu hokay, Tom?&quot; :.

* Shankfang the Deffrider heard the ow.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;My head kind of hurts.&quot; =w=;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;To answer your question Miron, no.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;But I want this done quickly.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hangover?&quot; :B

Miron:<font color="#000000">In the meantime, the inquisitor is watching Lethriss with suspicion.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I prepared a few cures for Miron and myself, but Ms. Vesav looked like she could use one, so~&quot; ^^#

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Mebbe hyu kan find a skroll in de market?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus looks to Swallowtail. &quot;?&quot;

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;I am certain you have noticed Lethiriss'... condition when it comes to the cold. I have in my possession a mostly-complete pair of boots of the winterlands. However, I am missing one vital component. A casting of a spell which is beyond the grasp of the arcane.&quot;

* Gamal-Junayd offers lethriss some of hte breakfast he cooked earlier

* Thomas Lazarus rubs his temple, &quot;Oh, I'm not going to spend like five hundred gold on a little hangover, sheesh. Such a waste that would be.&quot;

* Lethiriss is huddled near the fire, thawing. Blissss~

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; Also I'm broke again.&quot; =w=;;

Tathi: <font color="#9933ff">(( *looks up 'paramour'* ^^;; ))

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

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Kome on, Hy'll get hyu vun.&quot;

Tathi: <font color="#9933ff">(( I can google faster than you can type. XP ))

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron looks at Lethriss with moar suspicion. &quot;Come on, It isn't even cold outside.&quot;

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;It'sss sssnowing.&quot; ^^;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Ah, yes, handy to have numerous schools of magic about, isn't it? What spell, specifically?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And it's not like you came here from Moscra yesterday.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus looks actually cross at that. &gt;:o &quot;?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;No, no. That's just too much money to spend on comfort. That could feed a town for a week.&quot;

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

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;A spell that allows one to cross the landscape without leaving a trail.&quot; Literally, Pass Without Trace.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">how loud is Ebonwood speaking?

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy kan schpend it how Hy vant.&quot;

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">Not very, and Miron's not in the same room.

VAE:<font color="#000000">because, hillariously enough, Miron could scribe him a scroll :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;So; it would still be better to spend it on something meaningful.&quot; &gt;: Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;some people don't like the cold more than others...I'm not fond of the cold myself..used to the desert.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Und my friend's comfort and well-beink hain't meaninkful?&quot;

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">I'm a wizard. I couldn't cast it.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Yes, he can do that.&quot; She says, turning her head and calling into the back. &quot;Aelian!&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Mm, yes? Oh, hello Rusal. How's the snow treating you?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hennyvay, schtop beink diffikult and kome vit me.&quot; &gt;:E

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron walks off back ot the hall, noticing that something's going on

VAE:<font color="#000000">She did call Aellian from the kitchen or am I getting retarded?

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;Fairly enough. There is a somewhat clandestine matter I would appreciate your aid in completing.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">She did, Miron is welcome to come in. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">pardon, afk 1 more shake

Miron:<font color="#000000">The inquisitor pushes through. &quot;Looks like I'm in on time.&quot;

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;Have you chosen your spells for the day?&quot;

* Shankfang the Deffrider shakes Tom once. &gt;:E

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Mmm, not yet, no.&quot;

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;I am seeking a single casting of a spell of nature magic. I beiieve the most common name is Pass Without Trace. How long would it take you to prepare such a spell?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Wait, what.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Sorry, shenanigans. Catching up.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Why the hell would you come here with something that every third grade spellsworth can cast?&quot;

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;I am an arcanist, inquisitor. Spells of natural magic are unfortunately not within my purview.&quot;

Aelian: <font color="#9933ff">(( Pretty sure rangers have the same minutes long swap as druids? ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;No, that could do too much good for too many people that really need it! It's way too much money to spend on something I can just deal with for one afternoon.&quot; D: Liatai:<font color="#000000">15 minutes.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You should donate it if you want to spend it on me.&quot; :O

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Come on, you can get a spell like this cast for what, ten gold pieces?'

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;even that might be too much.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy em donatink it, to hyu vell-beink.&quot; :B

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Stop being so lawfully good, dammit!

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">market argument

* Thomas Lazarus throws out hands pleadingly, &quot;But it could help a ''whole town of starving puppies! D:&quot;''

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas is neutral good. :B

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;Others are not so lenient about their spells being used in magic item creation. How long, hunter?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">he spends the money, the temple gets it, then is free to use them for a good purpose.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Vell, too bad dere hain't a town of starvink puppies here, den.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well I was using an example. But there is a town of starving people here.&quot; =3=;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Then stop being so damned good and selfless

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I am reluctant to believe that.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">But but but but D: *Pelorite*

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Oh, it'll just take me about 15 minutes. And the spell should be ready. Want to hng about until then?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">That's like me telling you to not chute tinks! \o/ *shot*

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Listen, Hy'm buyink de skroll vun vay or de odder.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;If hyu keep refusink to use it, den it's chust goink to be vasted.&quot;

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;Provided Lethiriss can be distracted that long and you do not mind a small chalk circle being drawn on your floor, then that will be fine.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Und it vill be all hyu fault.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;But it's not even to relieve a real malady! I'll be fine. It's way too much for just this on just me.&quot; =3=

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You should use it on a blind person, then.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Right, pardon me while I go and prep.&quot; He says, and heads outside.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;They can't afford things like that!&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Nope, iz for hyu.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;So, magic item crafting, are we? I never got into that. Too draining.&quot;

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hm. Miss Tathi.&quot;

* Shankfang the Deffrider starts heading to the market. :B

Miron:<font color="#000000">*frown* &quot;And just what sort f a damn magic item are you trying to make, that honest people won't want to have anything to do with you!?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus growls and palms the skies. &quot;Why are you so stubborn~?&quot; =3=#

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

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Always with this Miss business. Do just call me Tathi, won't you?&quot;

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;I trust you will be able to assist in keeping Lethiriss distracted.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Vy are hyuso schtubborn?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Because it's a good reason!&quot; XO

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;People need help!&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy'm tryink to help a friend!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Wha--no it's not, you're not even listening to me.&quot; &gt;:O

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;So chust schut up und let me help my friend!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi quirks an eyebrow. &quot;She needs to be distracted?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Nu.&quot; =3= Arms fold.

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;... were you not listening to a word I said?&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">Hmm, how much -does- this scroll cost?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">&#171; &#160;4*25*7 = 4 * 25 * 7 = 700&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I thought you were kidding. She's going to go running off into the snow or something?&quot;

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;I will make it simple. The boots are for her. She cannot know yet that they are being made. Therefore she cannot come out here while they are being enchanted.&quot; :|

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">700gp. Possibly more if it has a material component, but, probably not.

RAM:<font color="#990000">That was quick. :B

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;What the hell does this have to do with the snow? And why the hell shouldn't she know?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi smirks. &quot;Aw, how cute. You're trying to surprise your girlfriend. Allright, I'll keep her distracted.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">700 GP spent, then! Scroll get!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Wait, his girlfriend, this bugger is Zairith, isn't he.&quot; *facepalms*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">But you're right here! &gt;:O

* Rusal Ebonwood begins to draw a chalk circle on the floor. &quot;Very well, now I need to focus.&quot;

* LiNeer stares flatly at Miron.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">The market map isn't available. :B

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Say, Lethiriss.. maybe you could help figure something out?&quot;

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

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">You mean to say you've seen me riding on his head and not known. How many one-eyed tortoiseshells this magnificent do you know? .|

Miron:<font color="#000000">*frowns harder. Also, &#171; &#160;1d20+18 = 20 + 18 = 38&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Spellcraft on what the hell he's doing*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;What is Terri and Matt and Ian and whats-her-name (you know the cute one) were starving and homeless and you were just throwing this much money around at dumb meaningless things?&quot; Inquisitor huff! =3=

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You're being super-insensitive to everyone elses desires!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Look, I have a fucking hangover, besides, since when was I an animal person?

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">Creating a crafting array to focus the spell's energy into a pair of boots, which are placed in the center of the circle.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You should think of the hypothetical not-rich starving Terris and donate the money to charity instead.&quot; :O

* Lethiriss looks up, a little less sluggish and shivery. :. ?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom follows Shankfang and harries during the entire shopping spree. :B

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

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Aelian comes back in a moment later. &quot;The spell is ready when you are.&quot;

* Shankfang the Deffrider also donates 700 GP to...whoever you donate to here.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;See this?&quot; She says, pointing to the remains of the cake. &quot;It came alive, on account of some spices that Gamal used. Mind helping us shed some light on it?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Yay, I fed like a thousand people by being stubborn! Ow my head. \o/

* Thomas Lazarus is bricked.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">That's 1400 GP gone. I hope you're happy. &gt;:E

* Shankfang the Deffrider buys the scroll and shoves it in Tom's face. &quot;Now fix hyuself!&quot; &gt;:E

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Wait, what--&quot; omfnomscroll. :X

* Rusal Ebonwood nods, writing a final rune before placing his hands on the circle in a precise manner. &quot;Simply cast the spell with the boots as your target. The array should complete the process.&quot;

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;... it came... alive?&quot; :.

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

* Thomas Lazarus takes scroll. =_=;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Aelian casts Entangle-*BRICK'D*

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Fix hyuself before hy make hyu headake vorse!&quot; &gt;:E

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Aelian casts the proper spell. ;)

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes. I'm not used to my cooking coming alive, either.&quot;

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">YOU FOOL &gt;:O *entangle'd*

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Started all sorts of utensiols too.&quot;

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">THIS IS HOW CURSED ITEMS COME TO BE &gt;:O

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;But.. I mean.. it's good that you donated, but I feel like you missed the point entirely..&quot; =w=;;;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">I DID IT FOR THOMAS. &gt;:D

VAE:<font color="#000000">The spell cost four times the amount Miron took to pay off the celebration

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Wait, huhn? *looks up dumbly* =3=

VAE:<font color="#000000">Like, 30-40 people filling the pub and drinking and generally feasting until late night

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000"> &quot;CHUST DO IT!&quot; &gt;:E 

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;But, but, but, the needy&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&gt;8E

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Pardon while I research a detail.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">This spell channels positive energy into a creature to wipe away its afflictions. It immediately ends any of the following conditions affecting the subject: blinded, confused, dazed, dazzled, deafened, diseased, exhausted, fatigued, frightened, nauseated, panicked, paralyzed, shaken, sickened, and stunned. It negates sleep effects and the effect of the feeblemind spell, and ends any additional effects from poison, as the neutralize poison spell. It also cures 1d8 points of damage + 1 point per caster level (maximum +20). Panacea does not remove ability damage, negative levels, or drained levels. Used against an undead creature, panacea deals damage instead of curing the creature (which takes half damage You smell an otyugh swarm before you see it Illus. by J. Engle 153 CHAPTER 1 SPELL DESCRIPTIONS if it makes a Will saving throw), but it has no other effect.

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">Just kidding. The circle and boots glow white, and the glow fades, leaving behind a clean floor and a nice fur-lined pair of boots. Rusal nods approvingly. &quot;Thank you.&quot; He stands, hiding the boots somewhere in his cloak, and then pushes a small pouch of coins into Aelian's hands. &quot;For your services.&quot; 8 PP are in the pouch.

VAE:<font color="#000000">8 power points

VAE:<font color="#000000">Aelian can use Charm and Sing and Tackle 8 times moar

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

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Heyyy, I'm the one who would know Sing. :P *brick'd!*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;But, I'm getting better, so..&quot; D| Bluff: &#171; &#160;1d20 = 16&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Aelian knows Screech

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">So not fair. &gt;8E

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">-10 for no way type lie context. :B

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&#171; &#160;1d20 = 8&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; Sense Motive.

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;The only thing that I can think of isss if the ssspicesss were grown on magic-rich land...&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Aelian smiles, accepting the pouch. &quot;While I appreciate the nuances of a professional transaction, don't let Tathi know you paid me. Otherwise she's likely to call you that ridicolous nickname again.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Winning! \o/

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Was the weirdest thing. It started trying to eat everything.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000"> &quot;LIES!&quot; &gt;8E 

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is there anything that should be done with the spices?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'll just use this to restore sight to a blind man or help an ailing mother in labor or--&quot; {|3

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Would you like me to demonstrate with the spice?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;No.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;So! It's my scroll now I can do what I want with it!&quot; 83

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron shakes head at the &quot;transaction&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">OH SHIT.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&#171; &#160;1d20+12 = 5 + 12 = 17&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; Grapple!

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;Noted.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I do'nt need to lose more utensils to voracious living food.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Grapple! &#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 7 + 11 = 18&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Deflect! &gt;89

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;It might be worth keeping asss a curiossssity, if nothing elsssse.&quot; :3

* Thomas Lazarus flees to do good. |D

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&gt;8E

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Ow my head. |D;;

* Shankfang the Deffrider chases!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">So much for government business meeting.. :B

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I MOVE FASTER THAN YOU!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&#171; &#160;1d20+12 = 11 + 12 = 23&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; Grapple again!

* Rusal Ebonwood then heads off inside. &quot;Lethiriss, we are late for opening the Ebonwood.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Don't make me use the M-word!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 17 + 11 = 28&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I'LL DO IT :O

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't think we need such a spice around here. Would you like it? Maybe to study?&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">I am picturing that Zebra kicking the lion in the mouth.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">STOP ROLLING HIGHER THAN ME!

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">NOT TODAY, BITCH

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Sss, that'sss my cue. If you don't want it, sssure, I'll take it off your handsss.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Ah, time to go? Allright, I hope Aelian was a help. You didn't try and pay him, did you?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You don't even know how magic works! SWALLOWTAIL HALP :O&quot;

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;He was quite helpful, yes.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">AGAIN! &#171; &#160;1d20+12 = 7 + 12 = 19&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Throw! &#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 14 + 11 = 25&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; &gt;:9

* Gamal-Junayd hands it to lethriss

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Grapple: &#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 3 + 11 = 14&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

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

* Thomas Lazarus gets snow-piled. =w=;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;... I go back inside, I am cold.&quot; =3=;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Maybe you can find a better use for it than making living food.&quot;

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

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;NOW FIX HYUSELF&quot;

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll try! Sss, have a good day~&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Dodging the question. Clever boy. :3

* VAE wonders about ETA giving one and half hour has passed, notes that we should make a cut when the party actually arrives

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">Shuffle shuffle.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Other people need fixing more! It's just a little hangover it'll pass!&quot; =3=# &quot;I'm still good enough to do all this!!&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Oop. Oven timer.

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot; ... what in the world. &quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Very well.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;HY BOUGHT DAT SKROLL FOR HYU HEADAKE UND HYU VILL USE IT FOR DAT!&quot; &gt;:E

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;I shall go get the others, and we shall go.&quot;

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;Conduct yourselves with some proper dignity, gentlemen.&quot; :|

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">BITE ME! &gt;:E

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">And I know what's coming next. =3=

VAE:<font color="#000000">abd lynx is calling it a day

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">The both of you are physically lifted into the air.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;We are leaving for the farm.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">brb, bio

VAE:<font color="#000000">thank one of our cats for waking up half he house

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc0066">(( Ta. ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Seeya. ^^;

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

</i> RAM:<font color="#990000">Ba-damn, missed him.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;He's refusink to use de skroll Hy got for his headake!&quot; &gt;:E

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">Fortunately for you, Simalucrum takes too long to cast. However, Snowball Swarm is a standard action.

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

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">Simpleton.

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">Be niccce.

* Thomas Lazarus is hoisted. =3=;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&gt;:E

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Oi, I'm smarter than your average Half-Orc!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Just because I'm not some super-genius...

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;But you could buy like seven hundred thousand chickens with this.&quot; D|

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I don't even think that's possible!&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy already donated 700 munnies!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;But this could get moar&quot; :O

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;So fix hyu dem self!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi comes out with both the hounds, who immediately bound off into the snow, happily. :3

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sssshankfang, I don't think sssshouting isss going to help.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;If hyu don' use de skroll to fix hyuself Hy vill take it as a personal insult!&quot; &gt;:E

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;What'sss the problem?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;But, logic&quot; D: Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;He von' use de skroll Hy bought for his hangover.&quot; :E

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Shankfang wants to burn town puppy orphan town so I can not be hungover.&quot; &gt;:O

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( *down ))

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

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Now use de skroll!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;That only saved the first town, there are so many more&quot; :O

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;... you bought a scroll to deal with a hangover.&quot; :\

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;HY DID MY PART!&quot; &gt;:E

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">And it wasn't from my store. :/ *brick'd*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I told him not to!&quot; X3

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Your store wasn't open.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;That does remind me though.. I wonder if I should bother dressing up for meeting members of the royal treasurey?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus continues arguing generically while being carried to Crane Farm by Sszeyl. &quot;:O&quot;

* Shankfang the Deffrider keeps arguing back. &gt;:O

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Are Barbarus and Primera coming along?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Oh, also, before all this happened, Shankfang did his little Special Gun ritual for Rose.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">+1 attack and damage oh yeah!

GM:<font color="#000000">On second thought, the DM is dropping off to sleep. ^^;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">(It only took 15 minutes of weapon cleaning. Wasn't much of a ritual, actually. :B)

GM:<font color="#000000">Noms? :3

RAM:<font color="#990000">SleepyLia? :3

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Nomming Shank for ALL THE SNOWBALLS

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Nomming Shank for SCROLLS ARE ADVIL

RAM:<font color="#990000">Tom for But...the puppies! D: Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">tathi - hey lethris, what made this thing live?

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">nomming Thomas for BUY CHIKENS

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">nomming Miron for OH SO THAT'S WHO HE IS. I HATE HIM.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Which reminds me, did the mid-session noms get tallied, or are they being rolled in here?

GM:<font color="#000000">I'm rolling them into the whole here.

* RAM thought so. :3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Tom and Shankfang during trip: http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&amp;v=BL3yn9voI-w#t=231s

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">so thomas is the high pitched one, right? *brick'd*

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">Zairith for secret present. &gt;.&gt;

RAM:<font color="#990000">I know Shankfang isn't the high-pitched one. He's not nearly bishie enough.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">You're so bishie, Thomas. :B

GM:<font color="#000000">Any more? :3

RAM:<font color="#990000">Swallowtail for &quot;Snooooooow.&quot; *.*

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

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">I got nothing.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Other than brainstorm my new serfs over the week.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Sszeyl for &quot;Break it up.&quot; :B

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">TO COMMONER OR TO ROGUE.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">SUCH CHOICES.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Puppy-town isn't going to feed itself. :U Puppies are stupid.

GM:<font color="#000000">Tathi - 100 XP - The &quot;Trapped&quot; Present. 100 XP - Distracton~! Sszeyl - 100 XP - Family drama. :/ Barbarus - 100 XP - Happy birthday. Have a voodoo doll. Edaric - 100 XP - *Jedi mind trick* 100 XP - Schmoozing like a boss. Thomas - 100 XP - Open it I wanna see it explode |D 100 XP - You're leaving me alone? With THEM? D: 100 XP - THINK OF THE STARVING ORPHAN PUPPIES D: Miron - 100 XP - Epic Leave-Taking. 100 XP - I DISARM THE -- nothing. 100 XP - Oh so THAT'S why I hate this guy. Shankfang - 100 XP - Rose! 100 XP - BE LESS LAWFUL, DAMNIT DX 100 XP - ALL OF THE SNOWBALLS 100 XP - Scroll Advil. Swallowtail - 100 XP - I shall attempt to do your duty as well. &gt;:| 100 XP - PUT ME DOWN *claw bite scratch* &gt;:E

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I just donates 700 GP for that. Now take your damn medicine!

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">45372 over here. :3

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">You could jussst get him ssssome willow bark, that'ssss cheap. =3=;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">45800 here! :3

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">That seems like a lot.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">That first scene lasted like six freakin' hours. ^^;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">nothing? aww. I know I got at least a mid session nom

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">We could give him an awakened willow tree.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">:D

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

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">*all of the cones of cold*

GM:<font color="#000000">Gamal - 100 XP - Culling the Cake.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">yeah!

GM:<font color="#000000">Saving campaign...

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">When did I surpass Tathi in Exp? :.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">when we were all caught up to 10th perhaps?

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Savin'

RAM:<font color="#990000">Wasn't she already level 10, though?

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">Or was that just Tom?

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">I just realized I'm over her now too

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

</i> Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">though you pulled ahead with that it seems

GM:<font color="#000000">Campaign saved! \o/

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">*sigh* I likely lost a good deal of xp when the sheet crashed.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Ah, that could be possible.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">your less than 100 below me so not like were way past you

RAM:<font color="#990000">\o/

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi used to be right on thomas' tail.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Which is why I don't think Shankfang should have surpassed her. He's not even close to Tom's xp.

* Ghostwish shrugs. &quot;Ain't shit I can do about it.&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">Tom is far ahead of us all. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">48665

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's not my fault. Nommers love hijinks. :B

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">ROFL

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">I found a typo. XP

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">47372

RAM:<font color="#990000">Tom gets ALL THE NOMS!

RAM:<font color="#990000">Ah, that sounds better.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Server can go down whenever you're ready. Fun game, guys!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Next session, POLITICS.

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Ugh, politics.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Can I shoot them if they get annoying? =3=

Liatai:<font color="#000000"> And maybe some demons.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">you better be ready for a whopper of a mini-session, Liatai. *_*

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">DEMONS! \o/

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">THOMAS! THOMAS. SHE SAID THE MAGIC WORD

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Politics? D: Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">And Rose is a Force weapon now!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">YOUR DR CAN'T SAVE YOU NOW!

RAM:<font color="#990000">No, silly Doktor.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">*_*

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Taking down server. :3

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

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