Session 107

Glitch has connected.

Ghostwish has connected.

Meany has connected.

Dr. Hatari has connected.

Meany:Witches.

Ghostwish:Ditches.

Liatai:Switches.

Tokens dropped onto map 'Yoriver - Temple of Pelor'Tokens dropped onto map 'Yoriver - Temple of Pelor'Liatai:For levelling's sake, I assume, Hatari?

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Mmkay, carry on. :3

Glitch:<font color="#000000">...hrm.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Mornin', by the way. :3 How are things?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Not so good.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&gt;: Sorry to hear it.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I woke up around 10:00 and never fell back to sleep.

Meany:<font color="#660033">D:

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Lia; 'Gauntlets of Ogre Power' are +2 str. The next item up is belt of giant's strength, which is +4 and +6 str, yet all three items are 4000, 16000, and 36000 gp respectively. Can I have my my +3 'gauntlets' changed to a belt?

Glitch:<font color="#000000">since I'm probably going to upgrade it to +4 in the future anyway?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You can. Honestly I've just been assuming Strength bonuses could be applied to either a belt or gauntlets without a price difference anyway. :B

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Excellent, exactly what it looks like.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Just makin' sure.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Because it just seems silly to have +2 be gauntlets and the rest be belts. :B

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Yup. :B

Tokens dropped onto map 'Yoriver - Temple of Pelor'Meany:<font color="#660033">Shoes of Giant Asskicking.

Meany:<font color="#660033">*kick'd*

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Lia; okay, I've set out most of Vonain's &quot;core&quot; equipment with currently 14,000gp floating, which I will also retroactively spedn after today when I figure the cost of his custom-made magic item badge. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Good good. That should be enough to get him through this session, at least. :3

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

Meany whispers: I need a rules interpretation. :V

You whisper to Meany: Oh?

Meany whispers: The Dragon Tattoo says I can breathe fire as if I had drunk Elixer of Fire Breath; but the elixer grants three uses per drink. The tattoo only grants one firebreath attack, yes?

You whisper to Meany: I believe so.

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

</i>Tokens dropped onto map 'Yoriver - Temple of Pelor'Tokens dropped onto map 'Yoriver - Temple of Pelor'Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">All done.

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

</i>* VAE mrow

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">anyone here?

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

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

</i>Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Hello! We startin' soon?

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

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

</i>Liatai:<font color="#000000">Doing some last-minute statting, but it can wait. :3

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">feel free to

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Readin' lastlog to get IC and refresh memory...


 * VAE joined as soon as dialogue in Arcanum ended

GM:<font color="#000000">-- Oh? Hey! They're here! They're here!

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Who's here? What's here? :O

GM:<font color="#000000">Hi everybody!

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Who? COPS!? *runs*

GM:<font color="#000000">No, silly, you guys! The players!

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

Glitch:<font color="#000000">|3

VAE:<font color="#000000">if Vonain's guild is crown-endorsed

VAE:<font color="#000000">Does it mean they're in chaos enforcement business?

VAE:<font color="#000000">*brick'd*


 * Glitch rolls eyes

GM:<font color="#000000">We'll be starting on the prison map this session, but let's get some character questions rolling!

Meany:<font color="#660033">Woo.

Meany:<font color="#660033">And we're only an hour behind schedule.

Meany:<font color="#660033">|3

GM:<font color="#000000">&quot;What is your character's favorite physical activity?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Riverwalking.

Sszeyl: <font color="#660033">(( Laundry! &gt;:V ))

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Walking. Wandering. Ambling about. Whatever you want to call it. :3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Does sorting stacks of tomes count?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Hmmm. Aerobics.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Cat licking hand &gt;:O

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Archery. I give that answer a lot, don't I?&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Kata.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Or hiding.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Pretty much anything that happens to catch my fancy at the moment. It's good to be alive.

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

</i>Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And other than that... I.. sort of like patrols. Walking through the city, breeze in my face, seeing citizens go about their ways...&quot;

Railock:<font color="#000000">okay, switching to laptop for the first two hours, had some problems keeping it connected so I could assign token ownership, will be there now. this one is up so I have a full log

GM:<font color="#000000">Time for something a little more setting-specific.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Back.


 * Dr. Hatari checks log.

VAE:<font color="#000000">The man who invented warm, fuzzy winter socks was a genius

GM:<font color="#000000">Does your character hold any strong opinions or beliefs about a nation/nations that is/are not their native one(s)? Kaduar, Aldusia, Amaya, Dartane, Largiza, Mazio, Akellon, Metora, Kogoruhn... anything!

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">...I feel like I've been here before have I been here before?

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mazio. .. they are gnomes.. but if I'm to go by the one I have seen so far, nothing good's coming from those ends.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Such a pity, too.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Never would I have thought that a drow will show more reason than one of my kin.. .and yet Sszeyl does.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">One year later, we all still think Mazio is a gnomish nation apparently. :B

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;You know, if you had asked me just before starting the SEEDS project, I would have said I could not care less. Now? Every one of them is a possible ally or enemy. I can't stop thinking about them.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Akellon is...

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Kellons are silly folk, and not very spiritual. Mazians have no sense of danger or caution. Tanes are NOTHING BUT THIEVES AND SCOUNDRELS &gt;:E *brick'd*

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">One giant headache.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Where's my Gnogglebolt token. I need to impersonate. :B

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

Sszeyl: <font color="#660033">(( Temple. ))

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Thankfully, I am nearly immune to Tathi's paranoia. Politics are politics. Thought, if all of Swallowtail's people are as silly as she, I might have to pay that country a visit.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt's not just a gnommish nation, you know. Hell, the monarch is a human. :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">I haven't actually been to another nation yet.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... Gnogglebolt's not? :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">---what

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

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">But I hope Maizo is not a nation of Gnogglebolts.

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Or they won't last the century.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">MAZIO'S not just a gnommish nation, you know. Hell, the monarch is a human. :B

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">okay actually here laptop loading took forever

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Kaduar ... that's where they grow coffee, isn't it? Never went over the border, nor do I have interest to. A Republic, I heard, must be such a mess, not like Akellon - here we look at a map and see who's responsible for what, outright.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Amaya ... Swallowtail's island ... Prob'ly a decent place if she's anything to go by, but who knows. 's for the Rescans to bother with, same as that other damn island the damn slavers dealt with. What's the name again?&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Dartane.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000"> The honorless dogs. &gt;:| *brick'd*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Isn't Mr. Primera a Tane? &gt;.&gt;;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He's a cat.


 * Thomas Lazarus is bricked.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Nomen Omen Dirt-thane .. . the land of filthy barons. &quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Primera is excluded. He is a slave, an exile, and was not born there. Were it not for his possession of Deici Draghi, I would almost be content to leave him alone.

Meany:<font color="#660033">So tempted.

Meany:<font color="#660033">To propose plot for when we return to Castleton.

Meany:<font color="#660033">&quot;Eleven Dragons.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">One last one before we get started. We've covered &quot;what is your name,&quot; and &quot;what is your favorite color.&quot; WHAT.... is your quest? &gt;:3 *brick'd*

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Sszeyl. Purple. I don't know anymore.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus checks notes. =3=;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Fame, Fortune. And Revenge.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">To seek the Holy -- |D *BONK* OW, okay, serious answer. .... *stalls*

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;A home for the wood elves. A sanctuary for all of elves.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Ahhhh... hrm. Do I get to check my quest log- OW!&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">To slay a very particular demon.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Depends on timescale. Now - it is to bring the heretic Charles Whitaker before the Council of High Commanders to answer for his treason.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">..To make the world a better place.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">... I don't -- wait no that'll get you thrown off the bridge. &gt;&gt;; ... To do the best I can and help folks as best I can, and protect my family and friends as best I can. :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Largely by keeping the world from becoming a worse place at the hands of fiends and Vargachixeniejir. &gt;:|

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">.... THAT INFORMATION IS CLASSIFIED. *BRICK'D*

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;In the future .. . there's the Vecnan, and that lolth-damned drowish city... and Altonor.. though to what extent shall I be able to affect any of those depends on my superiors.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;After all, there's a lot of work in keeping Braxton Falls a safe, lawful place.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">*clearance level unlocked* To repay my life-debt, observe the Kellons and provide intelligence for my master, and eventually get back home. Maybe.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">so, were we going to do less charQs than usual, like was mused about last time? :B

Glitch:<font color="#000000">to avoid the 'people wandering away' problem? :B


 * Gamal-Junayd wanders off

GM:<font color="#000000">Well maybe I'll just keep going to keep people from saying my plans aloud for me. *BRICK'D*


 * Gamal-Junayd holds glitch down for dm slapping

You whisper to Dr. Hatari: As a heads-up, Tomi and co. are going to enter laden down with loot and supplies. :3

Dr. Hatari whispers: Acknowledged, HQ.

Dr. Hatari whispers: That works out because I already threw her level-appropriate gold increase in lieu of actually tracking her loot. *bricked*

You whisper to Dr. Hatari: XP Glad to make it easier on you, I guess!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Returning home...a good goal, Swallowtail. I pray that you'll return there one day, triumphant. You are a good sort, you and Tom are perhaps the best people i have met who weren't inquisitors in the last decade or two.. well, even Tom is one now.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Righto! Let's see, let's see, where were we. Pardon me while I find my bookmark, it fell between the pages.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I believe we left off on a successful prison raid, and were walking back to the temple via secret tunnels. With many new faces, and many casualties, too.

GM:<font color="#000000">Ah yes. Operation Yoriver Prison Break was successful! ... To a degree. There were still 16 deaths, and many wounded and ill, but at least on the Vigilant Guardian side, no deaths!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">I know a lot of your friends died.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">But I didn't.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Let's hope the other strike groups have fared just as well.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Secret tunnel! Secret tunnel!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">And I'll be around to paint for you and love my life for years.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Me.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">ME.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">MEEEEEEEE.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Wasn't the flare indicator that went off a signal that it went well?&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2RqWpWtY9vU

Miron:<font color="#000000">As much as I'd want to bash you with my mace, your paintings have gotten better and better

GM:<font color="#000000">A few non-Olidammaran faces were pulled out of the prison, as well... an enchanted guard, two murderers, a young teen in black with spectacles, a warlock with strange golden eyes, and apparently one &quot;idiot&quot; of a junior inquisitor that got possessed.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Sounds like only the Kordite group hasn't been accounted for yet.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well is a wide term. It means a successful operation.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I wouldn't be surprised if they're inflicting even more damage upon the devil's operations.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">They're here.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Casualties, while always sad, doesn't obviate an operation from being successful.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">And there.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">And there.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">And there.

GM:<font color="#000000">There was also, unfortunately, the return of a familiar foe.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">a foe who's ass was kicked out

GM:<font color="#000000">And word from a friend to the south! (Speaking of which, Tathi, that scrying sensor hasn't gone away.)

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Kordites and Gnogglebolt... well. that's a third of our forces.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Still watching, Terri?&quot; Tathi says with a smile.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Kordites, you say?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes. Kordites, Tomiko and Raerarael.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;If I know Kordites, they should be fine.&quot; Vonain grins to himself.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Raerarael isn't a Kordite, I don'

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Raerarael isn't a Kordite, I don't think.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;...Did you just say 'Tomiko' and 'Raerarael'?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Hmm.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't think either, but he went along with them. And I recommend you wash out your ears Warlock.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Anyone see a good tattoo parlor topside?&quot;

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

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;No, Daddy's elven through and through.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh pfft, what a silly gnome.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">He worships Moradin.


 * Swallowtail sweatdrops. &quot;Sszeyl, this is a warzone.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">*fireball'd*

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I did say it rather clearly. Tomiko Lazarus, Raerarael Eyllisearsithek and the Kordites.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Their task was to get the silver.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot; Eyllisaearsithek. &quot; =3=

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Mm..&quot; He continued marching along, and half-peers back to Vonain. &quot;..Oh.. of course.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We never introduced ourselves.&quot;

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

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;But...damn, you guys actually have those two on your side? Hey!&quot; Vonain waves over to the Olidamarran Warrior. &quot;Didn't you say those two have been causing all kinds of ruckus for them devils for awhile now?&quot;

Olidamarran Warrior:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's right!&quot;

Olidamarran Warrior:<font color="#000000">&quot;The Maelstrom and the Lioness of Lorellon!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Mm. My sister and Tathi's dad. They've been here for months before us.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Indeed. Well.. .this is the time of strange alliances, Vonain.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Or perhaps month singular I have no grasp of the passage of time *bricked*

Liatai:<font color="#000000">No, it's been at least two months. :3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;There are people here who wouldn't rest a broom against each other in a more ordinary age and place.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Damn good!&quot; Vonain calls back to the warrior, then turns to Thomas. &quot;Well-met, Thomas Lazarus. Though, if it's all the same to you, I think I'd like to wait until I'm at whatever safehouse you guys have and sitting down with a hot cider to get to know everyone.&quot;

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

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Seems there's a lot of people to know!&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;That's fine. I just thought I'd give my name after you provided yours.&quot; He smiles and returns his attention fully to the path.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Maybe Anise can get you something a bit stronger than cider.&quot;


 * Slouching Fellow is still dragging along the unconscious half-elf by his wrists, not seeming to care too much if he bumps around too much. :|

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Maybe when this is all over. Fight now, party later.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain continues to follow the others.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;There's a reason they call it 'liquid courage'&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Breathlessly waiting for the scenecut. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Unfortunately I can't scenejump until Ghost gets back. ^^;

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

Meany:<font color="#660033">Hi.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Oh. Oops. Ok--um. :B

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Just got back. ^^

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Well that's convenient!

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Aelian heads over to help carry that fellow. &quot;No need to abuse him anymore than the devils already have.&quot;

You whisper to Ghostwish: PING. A new scrying sensor just appeared. Roll a CL check.

VAE:<font color="#000000">then move him over ;3

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Hush! New sensor!&quot; Tathi calls.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 18 + 10 = 28&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; caster check! +1 if it's evocation! +4 to overcome spell resistence!


 * Thomas Lazarus frowns and stops to look towards Tathi. &quot;...&quot;


 * You roll to yourself: 1d20+10 =&gt; 14 + 10 = 24Miron:<font color="#000000">The gnome stops in his tracks.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain immediately stiffens and backs away.

You whisper to Ghostwish: You get a mental image of a human man in armor, with black short-cut hair and a trimmed black beard and mustache, leaning over a fountain and frowning deeply into the water.


 * Gamal-Junayd draws his blades again

VAE:<font color="#000000">Would there be a point to rolling Spellcraft?

You whisper to Ghostwish: He doesn't look familiar. The sensor indicates the scrying is coming from somewhere to the northwest, within the town.

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Probably not, I believe this is totally invisible. ))

VAE:<font color="#000000">(out of Detect Magic) And yeah

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Tathi only detected it because she makes a routine of casting Detect Scrying every day. ))

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Oh wait, I'm a warlock, I have Detect Magic at-will. :B

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Hrmph. No idea how this human is, and it's coming from inside the town. Find that sensor and destroy it!&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Golden eyes acquire additional glow!

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain narrows his eyes and focuses.

Lyle Petersen:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, wonderful. Who has dispelling powers available?&quot; The archivist pulls his cloak over his head, pulling another drag off his cigarette irritably.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Some human spying on us..&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">&quot;I do... where should I?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">(Ordinary Dispel Magic, I hope it's enough)

VAE:<font color="#000000">b;lah

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I do... where should I?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;He's armored, short black hair all over his face, and he's using a.. fountain? Well that's a bit odd.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Druid... or an archivist.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;That means he's a divine anchor.&quot; He folds his arms.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Where....where...&quot; Vonain is casting his gaze all about, looking for the sensor with Detect Magic.

Tathi whispers: Is his armor metal?

Player &quot;Tathi&quot; is not connected. You whisper to Ghostwish: Yes. Spot check please?

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+2+floor((wisdom-10)/2) = 9 + 2 + floor((13 - 10) / 2) = 12&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; Spot!

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Metal armor. Not a druid.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye) whispers: any luck?

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Quick... though, by the looks of it, we're half-fucked already. And that means it's one of my fellows.&quot;

You whisper to Ghostwish: He's holding some kind of silver symbol, but you can't tell what it depicts.

You whisper to Glitch: Yes! You can see two scrying sensors. But which one...? Left, or right?

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Look at all the fucks I give.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">How they are just falling from the sky.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Just get the sensor before he gets a good look! He's got a silver holy symbol.. wait a second.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;--I see two!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; Shh. He can hear everything you say.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tiamat's three arses, where?&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Dangit, I don't know which one's that friend of yours!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">There a knowledge check for religious symbol materials?

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Sorry friend! Zap them both!&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain, at any rate, points out both with each hand.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;There and there!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I can just do one... &quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... Religion, maybe? ^^;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 13 + 9 = 22&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; knowledge religion!

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(I'm not familiar, is the invisible sensor a thing that can be destroyed? Or must it be targeted with dispelling only?)


 * Gamal-Junayd wonders when people will stop spying on us. what happens when they start peeking when were in the bath?

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(what are the standard scrying countermeasures?)

Lumisteria:<font color="#000000">&quot;(I'll duck out! Talk to you later!)&quot; a voice whispers in Draconic before the sensor on the left vanishes.

Miron:<font color="#000000">The short inquisitor rubs his beard. &quot;Good&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain then points both hands to the right. &quot;That one! That one!&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Right there! Get it!&quot; And a ray of brilliant energy lances from Vonain's outstreched hand, going through where the sensor would be. &quot;There! Get it!&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I believe it's an intangible magical sensor.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot; &quot;Saint Cuthbert, you whose mere sight cleans off the taint of unholy magic, grant me the power to extinguish that which is bound here&quot;, the inquisitor pronounces as he points his holy symbol at the sensor

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Magic is likely necessary to destroy it.

Miron:<font color="#000000">Dispel Magic ... what should I roll again?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">The spell description doesn't elaborate.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">A CL check.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">CL check

Meany:<font color="#660033">Plus feats.

Meany:<font color="#660033">If applicible.

Miron:<font color="#000000">does Spell Penetration apply

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Nope, it's not going against SR.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">nah, you're not trying to overcome SA.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Nah. That's only vs Spell Resistance.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 2 + 10 = 12&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; CL check, then

GM:<font color="#000000">... whuh-oh. The scrying sensor hasn't disappeared.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">DAMMIT MIRON

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;...still there.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">YOU HAD TO DO ONE THING.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;SIX DICKS OF HEXTOR&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;It's still there!&quot;

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

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi scrunches up her face. &quot;That is a religious statement I could have gone my millenia without hearing.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Fuck ... Lyle... can you?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Something went wrong...&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus squints at Miron. &quot;...&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">&quot;That spell just bitchslappd me!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; I said he can hear you.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">&quot;Indeed. That spell may be our toughest opponent yet.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">&quot;And I'm not even kidding.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Fuck...I.. fuck .. fuck this with a kython's chained dick...&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">The inquisitor facepalms.

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

Lyle Petersen:<font color="#000000">&quot; You had to use names. &quot; The archivist huffs, exhaling a puff of smoke. &quot;I used mine earlier today.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">OUTSMARTED BY THOMAS.

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

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Oh for-&quot; And then Tathi shoots it. |D

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 4 + 10 = 14&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; caster check! +1 if it's evocation! +4 to overcome spell resistence!

Lily Cayce:<font color="#000000">&quot;I could if I had my spellbook --&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">witch what?

Glitch:<font color="#000000">*with what

GM:<font color="#000000">Nope. Still there.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Walp. RNG hates us.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;That'd didn't do any good either.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus frowns and glowers up. &quot;...&quot;

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

Sszeyl whispers: ''Hey. Can you blast scrying sensors?''

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Indeed. No point in pressing on.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom continues giving the ceiling a glare. &quot;If he's casting like I can cast this...&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not while that unholy fuckery follows us.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;...Then he can't keep it up forever.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We'll wait him out without revealing any more details.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain folds his arm and stares at the sensor.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hell. Why does it never work this well when *I* try...&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Which I suppose is an excellent way to find out if this man, whoever he is, is in league with devils.&quot; Vonain says while not moving his gaze.

You whisper to Meany: '''Not with that blasted sand worm's seal in place. If you removed it, I could...'''


 * Thomas Lazarus glances to Tathi. &quot;What's his holy symbol?&quot;

Sszeyl whispers: ''I'll short it out for a second. Work fast.''

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;He must be.. who else would be scrying on us/ Prob'ly one of the possessed archivists from the Yoriver Mace.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;If he is, we'll be up to our ears in them in seconds. Your move, mystery man.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi shrugs. &quot;I can't get a good look at it. He's clutching it.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;How does it look?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;What can you see?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Silver.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Sszeyl is messing with his seal, poking at the seam between the third and second seal...

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anything else?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Any features at all?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Before drawing his hand back, and ramming his fingers into it, causing the whole assembly to start sparking wildly.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I would have said so, don't you think?&quot;

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

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi blinks, and then stares at Sszeyl. &quot;WHAT are you doing!?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl's eyes snap to red, then his fingers clasp around the amulet. He grins... then rips the whole thing off.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+21 = 17 + 21 = 38&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; What deities use silver in their holy symbols?

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">17

VAE:<font color="#000000">why couln't you have come up earlier?

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;What's going on back there?&quot; Vonain says, not taking his eyes off the sensor.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;He has decided to make a bad situation worse, I believe.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Quick, restrain him!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">The old man runs off into the tunnels, at Sszeyl's usual top speed. Roll initiative!

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;I hope you guys can take care of it, I'm not letting this sensor out of my sight if I can help it.&quot; Vonain says as he takes a few steps away from the group while keeping his eyes locked dead-on the sensor.

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 17 + 2 = 19&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Dex check!

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Oh no no no no..&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+floor((dexterity-10)/2) = 7 + floor((17 - 10) / 2) = 10&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; initiative!

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Wait, what the...&quot; At hearing someone's footsteps running, he turns his head to see.

Sszeyl whispers: I hope you had a broader plan than just running.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">http://plinkplunk.files.wordpress.com/2010/07/not-this-shit-again.jpg?w=310&amp;h=203

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 13 + 5 = 18&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; initiative!

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Init: &#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 18 + 3 = 21&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Init: &#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 7 + 1 = 8&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Sszeyl whispers: Also, you should probably remember to drop the seal. Before the short wears off.

Miron:<font color="#000000"> &quot;Why does this always happen to me...&quot; &#171; &#160;1d20+0 = 9 + 0 = 9&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Init

You whisper to Meany: I can't believe that worked! &gt;83

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">(Initiative Roll : &#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 9 + 7 = 16&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;)

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 11 + 2 = 13&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &quot;What the --&quot;

Dr. Hatari whispers: Please do me a quick small favor

Dr. Hatari whispers: Tell me you're corroborating this event

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 1 + 9 = 10&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Sszeyl whispers: Until I'm dead and gone, and you're alone in this head, it -hasn't- worked.

You whisper to Dr. Hatari: Yes, I am.

Dr. Hatari whispers: Okay good

You whisper to Dr. Hatari: Though Meany escalated it. Sszeyl: &quot;Could you short out the sensor?&quot; Vargie: &quot;I could if you removed my seals...&quot; Sszeyl: &quot;I'll short it out, move fast.&quot; Vargie: &quot;You idiot I can't believe that WORKED. &gt;|D &quot;

Dr. Hatari whispers: Siiiiiiiggggghhhhhh

Lyle Petersen:<font color="#000000">The DM's feeling nice. &#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 5 + 2 = 7&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Ansramil Hawkin:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 14 + 5 = 19&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Flynn Baker:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 19 + 3 = 22&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Ennis Baker:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 15 + 3 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Lily Cayce:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20 = 20&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Olidamarran Warrior:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 1 + 3 = 4&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Seelie Joe:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 9 + 4 = 13&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; There that's everyone with stats that isn't occupied carrying people. =3=

Flynn Baker:<font color="#000000">&quot;What's going on over there? Why's he running --&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Stop him! He's possessed by much worse than a devil!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Indeed... if it manifests I'll have to do to him what I did to that murderer...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">I remember that.


 * Gamal-Junayd runs after him...and may be the only one who has a chance of catching him...but even he may need a speed boost

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">It was pretty nice.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">There, that'll set up a basic battlemap.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">whats his top speed right now?

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Technically, 50.


 * Flynn Baker pulls something out of his pocket. &quot;Might as well --&quot; He runs forward, then tosses a bag toward the fleeing old man! &#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 15 + 10 = 25&#160;  &#187; ranged touch attack!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Also he's at half health.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Yep.


 * Flynn Baker also draws his rapier mid-run.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">well, I can keep up with him at least

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+11-3 = 13 + 11 - 3 = 21&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Reflex save --

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">Help me out here, folks. What do tanglefoot bags do on a successful save?

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">Entangled, but not glued in place, or nothing?

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Oh! I know this one!

Meany:<font color="#660033">Which reminds me.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">http://www.d20srd.org/srd/equipment/goodsAndServices.htm#tanglefootBag

Meany:<font color="#660033">I don't suppose there's a way to boost the save dc for my fire breath?

Meany:<font color="#660033">Because 13 is pathetic...

Glitch:<font color="#000000">An entangled creature takes a &#8211;2 penalty on attack rolls and a &#8211;4 penalty to Dexterity and must make a DC 15 Reflex save or be glued to the floor, unable to move. Even on a successful save, it can move only at half speed.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">What I'm asking is, is the target entangled or not?

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Entangled: yes (which means stat penalties). Unable to move, no.

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

Glitch:<font color="#000000">If the tanglefoot bag hits, target is entangled no matter what. The reflex is to avoid being glued to the ground.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Lia, list of deities which use silver in their holy symbols &quot;? (for later.. there's plenty time to sort it out)

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">The old man laughs, even as the bag explodes in his face. &quot;'''Parlor tricks? Expected from a bartender.'''&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">It *was* a roll of 38

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye) has received initiative.Liatai:<font color="#000000">Any deity can. It's just a symbol of prestige.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;...I'm guessing that's bad.&quot; Now, two very important question. :U

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Tom, for example, has two silver holy symbols.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Unless I'm mistaken, any priest could have a symbol made out of silver.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Hm, true.

VAE:<font color="#000000">*headdesks*

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">One, is the distance on the map the actual distance between Vonain and Sszeyl? Two, is the tunnel we're in made out of stone, or dirt/earth?

VAE:<font color="#000000">That was a waste of a 17 downright. Looks like I'm low on rare sense tonight

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Stone with a dirt floor, and yes, you can assume so.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Well then, guess there's no hope of ever swapping this thang out. :U Energy suddenly crackles around Vonain's left arm as he raises it in an upward grasping fist.

Tokens dropped onto map 'Yoriver - Prison'Meany:<font color="#660033">Nice watermark.

Meany:<font color="#660033">*smote*

Earthen Grasp:<font color="#000000">Suddenly, a large hand grows right out of the ground in front of Sszeyl, and makes a grab at him! Melee touch attack (porvoking AoO) &#171; &#160;1d20+10+5 = 5 + 10 + 5 = 20&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*whistle*

Earthen Grasp:<font color="#000000">(going to take AoO?)

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">No.

Earthen Grasp:<font color="#000000">Oh, yay. Then was the melee touch successful?

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">I don't know, I don't have access to Sszeyl's character sheet. Sszeyl?

You whisper to Meany: If Sszeyl wants this attack to hit, he could roll a Will save.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Meeeeanyyyyy.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">In retrospect I reeeeally should have had Sszeyl roll a Wisdom check. :B

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(huh?)

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl: &quot;Could you short out the sensor?&quot; Vargie: &quot;I could if you removed my seals...&quot; Sszeyl: &quot;I'll short it out, move fast.&quot; Vargie: &quot;You idiot I can't believe that WORKED. &gt;|D &quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Yeah. I'm not gonna lie. Really not feeling this. =w=;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">That's what happened in Sszeyl's headspace.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">...ah. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I'm sorry, this was entirely unexpected. =3=;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Let's wrap this up asap please.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Meany, where dafuq did you go.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Need your Touch AC now.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I thought it was such a transparent grab at being released it didn't require a Sense Motive check. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Let's assume yes, it hit.

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

Earthen Grasp:<font color="#000000">Alright then. Grapplecheck! &#171; &#160;1d20+10+5 = 15 + 10 + 5 = 30&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; versus opposed grapple check. :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">Everyone has the right to odd behaviour for completely IC -valid reasons *brick'd*

Earthen Grasp:<font color="#000000">Now that should be easy enough to do automatically for Sszeyl, just BaB+Str.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... everything BUT Grapple checks. =3=#

Earthen Grasp:<font color="#000000">unless he's got Monkshenannigans.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">+4; he has improved grapple.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Kay then, still should be easy enough.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">&#171; &#160;1d20+6+5+4 = 1 + 6 + 5 + 4 = 16&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Well there you go.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Hah hah, thank you Hatari. xD

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... I was just looking up the BaB, thank you. XD

Earthen Grasp:<font color="#000000">The fist SNATCHES Sszeyl right up!

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">GRAPPLED! And entangled.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Take care of that, please!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">The monk snarls! The necklace in his hand falls to the ground.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain turns back to watching the scry sensor while using his left arm off to the side to control the fist without looking.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">End turn.

Ansramil Hawkin:<font color="#000000">&quot;What is that amulet and why is it sparking?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's a seal. and needs to be applied again. FAST.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yep. It's what holds him sane and safe.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(is init going to move?)

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(I ended turn)


 * Ansramil Hawkin nods, coiling into a ready stance. Then suddenly -- BAMF. In a flicker of arcane energy, he disappears, reappearing with a lightly green-tinged flash of light behind Sszeyl.


 * Ansramil Hawkin scoops up the seals, and -- &#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 20 + 9 = 29&#160;  &#187; touch attack!

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Hello, Nightcrawler. :B

Ansramil Hawkin:<font color="#000000">The seals are slid back over the monk's neck as he roars out a Draconic curse... then falls limp in the earthen grasp.

Gamal-Junayd: <font color="#0">(( and switching back to main computer, be afk for a few mins to grab a few things ))

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Lords and ladies.. is it over?&quot;

Ansramil Hawkin:<font color="#000000">&quot;I could use someone with both arms over here,&quot; the inquisitor says coolly, holding together the broken ends of the amulet's cord as best he can behind Sszeyl's neck. Combat over, such as it is.

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

</i>Meany:<font color="#660033">I live.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Sorry, family emergancy came up.


 * Thomas Lazarus rushes over. &quot;What happened?&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">ah. :(

Meany:<font color="#660033">Needed to talk to grandma about why great grandma isn't talking to me when she needs help.

Meany:<font color="#660033">The entire purpose for my being here.

Earthen Grasp:<font color="#000000">The hand of dirt is still holding onto Sszeyl's body tightly, keeping him squeezed in place.

Flynn Baker:<font color="#000000">&quot;Right, I'll get it -- tshh! It's hot.&quot; The bartender shakes out his hand, then quickly attempts to tie a knot back in the seal's string. Kerishorak's piece of the seal is dangling, partially disconnected from the bronze and gold seals.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Did you lose the link to my sheet again?

Flynn Baker:<font color="#000000">&quot;Beats me! What was -- wait. The scrying sensor.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I did. Could you please put a link in Sszeyl's token? ^^;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm still lookin' straight at the scrying sensor. It hasn't moved.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">But it's -in the token-!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Everyone, could you please do the same? That's the first place I look when I need to bot someone. ^^;

Meany:<font color="#660033">...

Meany:<font color="#660033">&gt;:V

Meany:<font color="#660033">Into the GM notes it goes.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;....And as time goes on, it's less and less likely our mystery man is affiliated with devils. We'd be mobbed with them already if he was...that said, this isn't necessarily a good thing, either.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">It's there, thought the online sheetis a bit old

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Thank you. ^^;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I wouldn't be so sure.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Tathi, you may roll another CL check, and another Spot check, if you please.


 * You roll to yourself: 1d20+10 =&gt; 15 + 10 = 25* You roll to yourself: 1d20+10 =&gt; 11 + 10 = 21* You roll to yourself: 1d20+10 =&gt; 13 + 10 = 23* You roll to yourself: 1d20+10 =&gt; 9 + 10 = 19Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 3 + 10 = 13&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; caster check! +1 if it's evocation! +4 to overcome spell resistence!

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+2+floor((wisdom-10)/2) = 9 + 2 + floor((13 - 10) / 2) = 12&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; Spot!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ouch. No luck.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;After all... there's a long shot from scrying a place and actually finding it, never mind estabilishing a presence.&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#660033">(( :B ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The image is too fuzzy.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Once again, Vonain holds out his (unoccupied) hand and points towards where he sees the sensor, and a beam of energy lances forth, marking its location.

GM:<font color="#000000">The sensor is hovering in place silently, observing the group.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">(also; goddamn I actually like being a warlock. xD They may be 'weak' in the meta-game sense, but damn I love being able to spam at-will abilities without having to track a dang thing)

You whisper to Ghostwish: I'm feeling generous. Roll another CL check.

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

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 15 + 10 = 25&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; caster check! +1 if it's evocation! +4 to overcome spell resistence!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">With the excitement sorted out, Tom returns to plan A.

You whisper to Ghostwish: Good. Spot check!

Tathi: <font color="#9933ff">(( finally ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Waiting out the scrying spell. &gt;:|

VAE:<font color="#000000">The fact that you're a small cog doesn't mean you don't have a purpose in the machine.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+2+floor((wisdom-10)/2) = 14 + 2 + floor((13 - 10) / 2) = 17&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; Spot!

VAE:<font color="#000000">Which is what meta-game fails to acknowledge

You whisper to Ghostwish: FINALLY indeed!

You whisper to Ghostwish: You catch a glimpse of the symbol the man's holding; a spiked gauntlet, clutching four arrows.

You whisper to Ghostwish: Knowledge (religion)!

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 11 + 9 = 20&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; knowledge religion!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I wonder how long is that fucking travesty gonna last... &quot;

You whisper to Ghostwish: That's Hextor's symbol all right.

Tathi whispers: that's enough to know- yup. :3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;*travesty of a spell

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Probably about ten minutes or so.&quot; Tom drums his fingers along an arm.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Definitely watch your mouthes. We have a hextorite in the audience.&quot; Tathi comments cooly. &quot;I finally got a better look at that spell.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;A Hextorite archivist?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Sacred canine duty. AFK ))

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;So we are going to sit here and wait it out?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yep. No other possibility.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus raises a brow. &quot;He's in armor. It's probably a cleric, like me.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;He's casting a druidic spell&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Scrying from a water fount. Most clerics can't do that.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Fuck all kinds'a duck. Hextorite plus being in this city means yeah, we've got teleporting devils incoming. Everyone be ready, though of course he can see that...&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;He can also take that silver arrow of his and stick it up his arse until it looks like copper.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Actually, using a holy water font specifically is the cleric divine focus requirement for scrying... =w=; ))

Miron: <font color="#0">(( And I doubt Hextor's requirement is like that ))

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Wizard, Sorcerer, or Bard Focus: A mirror of finely wrought and highly polished silver costing not less than 1,000 gp. The mirror must be at least 2 feet by 4 feet. Cleric Focus: A holy water font costing not less than 100 gp. Druid Focus: A natural pool of water.

Miron: <font color="#0">(( I see. Well, make it an IC mistake I guess. ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">True, Miron does only know the druidic version.

GM:<font color="#000000">After what likely feels like the longest ten minutes in a long time of silent watching, the scrying sensor finally fades.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;...I wonder.&quot; With his other hand, Vonain...conjures a -second- earthen hand, right beneath the sensor. He makes it rise up and makes a clenched fist around the sensor, and with his Detect Magic watchign the sensor, keeps the hand moving with it.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Neener Neener.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Only to have a second one pop up. Tathi, CL check time again!

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;--Fuck there's a NEW one!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Someone's got too much time on his hands.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Another earthen hand to block that one's view!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;What in the ever loving..&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 10 + 10 = 20&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; caster check! +1 if it's evocation! +4 to overcome spell resistence!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Maybe he's hoping for Tathi to undress.&quot;

Lumisteria:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- That's bad language!&quot; says a child's voice. &gt;:O

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;...What the.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Terri?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Oh, nevermind. It's our little friend.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's friends. Terri.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;We got a hextorite archivist checking us out and over.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Am I awake yet? :V

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">The newest Earthen Hand is still blocking the new sensor from direct view.

Lumisteria:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yeah! I can't see you, are you hiding in a wall? Oops. Is this a bad time? &quot; Sszeyl's waking up now, yes.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;....Uh....is it okay for me to move that?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Well.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;That happened.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Yes, don't block the new one.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Okay.&quot; The second and third earthen hands crumble to dust.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sszeyl, what in the nine hells of Baator were you trying to fucking do!?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;How about, while we don't have that other sensor on us...we get moving.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain looks back at the one with Sszeyl in its grip.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Sszeyl casually stands up.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Er, Sszeyl's still held in a giant fist made of earth. :B

Lumisteria:<font color="#000000">&quot;What happened, are you o --&quot; GASP D8 !!!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Check to shatter it like powder?

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">...which then promptly releases him...and dope-slaps him upside the back of the head before it crumbles as well.

Lumisteria:<font color="#000000">&quot;''Mr. Sszeyl! Your seal!''&quot; D8 !!!!

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Did you know that would happen, dude?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;I speculated.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;You're a fukkin' idiot. Someone said possession that's worse than a fiend, and you just let it out?&quot;

Lumisteria:<font color="#000000">&quot;Grandfather! Grandfather Grandfather come back Mr. Sszeyl's seal is -- &quot; The voice gets distant, and the scrying sensor stays still.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Indeed. As Inquisitor Moore would have said, let's make like a tree and get the fuck out,

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;I did not just let it out. An experiment was preformed, and didn't turn out as expected.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus glowers over with a dark look. &quot;This is not a game, and that spirit is not your friend. You can't take outrageous risks like that.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Also revealed a design flaw.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Yeah. Let us egress right away. Get as far away from here as possible.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Sszeyl casually looks at Thomas. Eyes bleeding to red.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey! Whoever's taking us back to the safehouse!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;You know.. if the devils had attacked at the same time...&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Lead us to double-back and take a roundabout path!&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Do not take us in a straight line to your safehouse!&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain calls forward to the leaders of the huge refugee group.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sszeyl. . . you shall not do this again.&quot;

Flynn Baker:<font color="#000000">&quot;Unfortunately I can't do that until we reconnect with one of the Sawyers. They know the tunnel system best out of anyone here.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;I will do whatever I wish.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;That is something that can be dealt with easier than you think.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Hold on, is the hextorite still watching?&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain turns his head at Sszeyl and raises an eyebrow. He doesn't know enough about what's going on to comment.

Flynn Baker:<font color="#000000">&quot;Martin should be a little bit ahead -- come on, let's go.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Nah, the Hextorite's gone.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;His sensor winked out.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Nope. gone with the wind, the fucker.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Good. Let's move quickly incase he has another spell prepared.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;But he had ten minutes to watch us. Well, five, before I put the hand in the way.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;It is merely the goodwill of all involved that you don't travel bound and gagged.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And it stems from the fact that up to now ,you were more of an asset than a liability.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;...&quot; He continues glaring back for a moment before resuming march.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;That still might have been enough time for him to pinpoint our location, so yes, let us make haste and a circular path.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;If he has our location from then then a circular path doesn't help us in any way. Because he isn't watching us *now*&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;All he has found out is who's here.&quot;

Altonor:<font color="#000000">A short jaunt down the tunnel later, you see a veritable short wall of crates... before a wolf and a shiradi peek over the top, and a few smaller elven folks do as well. &quot;-- There you are, what kept you? We were starting to get worried you'd been ambushed. Everyone all right?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Most. We got a bunch of knockouts, and a bunch of the Olidamarrans ended up joining the ranks of the unliving.&quot;

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

Firaira:<font color="#9933FF">In elven, &quot; Draugrim down, I can't see..&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Also.. we were scried upon on the way back.. that's what kept us waiting.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus raises a palm in greeting.

Lily Cayce:<font color="#000000">&quot;Martin!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Also, we got a bunch of excess cargo.&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Serrierr comes tromping around the tunnel corner with the others. He has some cuts and gashes on his body that are leaking unusually bright-red blood, but then he buffets the group with his wings and raises his fists while laughing triumphantly. &quot;Hahahaha! I got eight of those black-winged bitches! Eight! And one of the devilcats!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Someone from Radiant Trinity that somehow ended up up north, two murderers, a town guard and a fucker I have no idea about.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus gives Miron a flat glance after a pause.

Martin Sawyer:<font color="#000000">&quot;Lily, Bakers, everyone, good to see you.&quot; The Olidammaran cleric's face looks downcast for a moment, but only a scant moment before a smiling mask reappears.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain's eyes widen as he sees the glowing Eladrin in the tunnel, the splendor of the celestial as he clasps a hand over his heart and gasps, before bowing his head and whispering in Celestial.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;What is it, brother?&quot;

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hah, you could've had more if you weren't taunting all the time.&quot; |3 But hen he quickly sobers, upon seeing the floating disc bearing the dead. He nods gravely.

You whisper to Glitch: Several NPCs speak Celestial. What's the gist?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; You just sound like you hate the idea of saving anyone extra.&quot;

Glitch whispers: ...fuck. :B Heh, hang on a sec. x3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">To the others, &quot;..Well. It's a vast relief to see all of you back in one piece.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Let's move quickly, before our watcher tries to spy us again.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;He might well turn out to be a liability.. and the heavens blessed us that the time we spent dealing with him didn't cost us lives of more worthy fellows.&quot;

Seamus Macbeth:<font color="#000000">&quot; Drow. Really? Drow? What next? Hobgoblins?

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;No, duergar and derro. Hobgoblins are fourth.&quot;

Bespectacled Teen:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm right here, you ass.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; He was an Aasimar boy.&quot; 

Lumisteria:<font color="#000000">&quot;Language!&quot; Guess who's back.

Glitch whispers: &quot;It is an honor undreamt of to walk among you, Holy One, your presence here is a most uplifting omen...&quot; things like that. :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Hello, Terri.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Oh I haven't used this macro in so long.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Language, Miron.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Who refused to inform us who he is and why he's under arrest.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... except it wasn't Miron, it was the kid... :B

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And by my gauge, looked like lying half the time.&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Serrierr likewise looks grave when he notices the magic disc carrying the fallen. He walks straight over to it, ignoring everything else around him.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;That changes nothing.&quot; &gt;:|

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not those two!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Frankly, I could hit that macro at any given time when Terri is around.. and probably be right.

Bespectacled Teen:<font color="#000000">&quot;I told you, it was that stupid book.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;As if I am to believe that.&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;You can tell such tales to your grandmother.&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">When he is beside the disc...he then kneels down, spreading his wings as if to envelope the disco protectively as he crosses his arms in front of him. The cave is then filled with the soft echo...of the prayer of a Celestial.

* Viceth had been sitting on a box, and some sweet-smelling smoke lingers in the air. He's looking off toward the scrying sensor's general direction, remaining silent while the celestial prays, but with an arched eyebrow in the sensor's direction.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Everyone, regardless of what language they speak, can understand what he is saying. He is honoring and blessing the fallen, promising them their place in the heavens and the peace that awaits them, and with the assurance that the pain of those they left behind will be eased.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi watches quietly. &quot;We can say as many prayers as we like..&quot; She says softly. &quot;But unless we stop this at its source, there will be too many dead and not enough prayers.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">The inquisitor falls silent at the sounds of the eladrin's prayer, and joins in with one of his own, praying for the souls of the gallen to be judged justly as those who fell fighting a great evil.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">When he finishes, the soft whispering echos trail off in the cave, and Serrierr stands up. &quot;It had to be done. Now, let us proceed to our place of relative safety.&quot;

Ennis Baker:<font color="#000000">&quot; ... Thank you, eladrin. &quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">&quot;You are most welcome.&quot; Serrierr bows his head to Ennis.

Miron:<font color="#000000">*fallen argh

* Tomiko Lazarus observes in respectful silence, smoke wafting from her pipe. She still hasn't said a word.

Miron: <font color="#0">(( VAE is total fail tonight, isn't he ))

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain looks rather speechless at what he just witnessed.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">It's not every day you see a funeral blessed by a real celestial.

Viceth:<font color="#000000">&quot; ... A child, as well? &quot; The tattooed drow magus scans the crowd, but sees no sign of the female child he heard.

Miron:<font color="#000000">Real Celestial (TM). From Mattel!

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( brb 1 sec ))

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;So. Why the scrying this time, Terri?&quot;

Lumisteria:<font color="#000000">&quot;.... uhm. ..... It's not important. I'll ask Grandfather if I can scry again in the morning. We'll pray for everyone, too. &quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Very welll.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Thanks, kiddo.&quot; He smiles faintly. &quot;Talk to you later.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;See you then.&quot;

Lumisteria:<font color="#000000">The scrying sensor winks out -- then comes back into existence. &quot; And Mr. Sszeyl Grandfather says the seal being damaged is bad news, be safe &quot; D: Lumisteria:<font color="#000000">The sensor winks out for the last time.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi sighs softly. &quot;Very, very bad news. We might be running out of time.&quot;

* Tomiko Lazarus raises a brow and murmurs, bobbling her pipe. &quot;Who was that?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;A gold dragon wyrmling we call Terri, her real name is-&quot; DON'T HIT ME I FORGOT.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Man who has shit himself, even the latrine falls on him.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Is it cutechubbycheeks? It is, isn't it? :P

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Explanations can happen on the way. Let's get while the getting's good.&quot;

Lumisteria:<font color="#000000">Somebody can't read. =3= *brick'd!!*

Tomiko Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Lumisteria. But would Tathi really be that cool with blowing the dragon family cover to dozens and dozens of strangers this casually..? ))

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;No great ones needed. Sszeyl decided we weren't in enough trouble, ripped off his seal and became possessed.&quot;

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ghost, going to let that line stand, or reconsider?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Because if it stands or not will determine what the next lines from NPCs are. =3=

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Hrm. A curious question. She never did say toris. :3

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">... why not just say &quot;are you sure&quot; geezus Liatai XD

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

Tomiko Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( I'm just saying, they're probably going to resent it eventually. ))

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;If not for Ansramil, one of the Olidamarrans and the Radiant Trinity operative here, we'd be up the shit creek without a paddle.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Restrained him and put it back on before he could be trouble.&quot;

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

Glitch:<font color="#000000">brb afk

* Altonor shoulders some straps tied to some crates, and begins to head off down the tunnel. The crates jingle as they move.

Viceth:<font color="#000000">&quot; (Why not let Kep'salion help you with those, brother?) &quot; (Elven)

* Altonor huffs. &quot; (He got pretty torn up by that one spiky one on the tower. He's earned a rest to recover tonight. Besides, these are nothing.) &quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi peers at the crates curiously. &quot;What's in those?&quot;

Martin Sawyer:<font color="#000000">&quot;In a word?&quot;

Martin Sawyer:<font color="#000000">&quot;Loot.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi snrks. &quot;That is explaination enough.&quot;

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

Haimahs Macbeth:<font color="#000000">My oh my how many Olidammarans' eyes regained a small twinkle at that word. *_*

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Wait, loot? From where? I heard something about nabbing silver from a respoitory, but also nabbing the confiscated equipment from the prison. Which is it?&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">*repository

Martin Sawyer:<font color="#000000">&quot;You're a new face. Who might you be?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's quite a stash. How much of that lot is silver?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Please tell me we're still walking.

Masabel:<font color="#000000">&quot;Messed up your teams, huh, Inquisitor?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">And not just standing around, talking about this stuff? :V

Liatai:<font color="#000000">We're walking and talking.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain smiles. &quot;A friend. Introductions will be had in plenty when we're safe I'm sure, Olidamarran.&quot; His expression then gets serious. &quot;But if that's the confiscated equipment from the prison, I need to look through it right away, if you'll let me.&quot;

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

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Someone in this group was magically talking to another and asking to look for a badge on my behalf.&quot;

Altonor:<font color="#000000">It'd go faster if some people helped carry loot. HEY TOMIKO!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Right.... of course..&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain gestures to the Vigilant Guardians.

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Aha, so you're the Radiant Trinity guy.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tiamat's three arses.. I'm just...&quot;

* Martin Sawyer chuckles, tapping the large sack slung over his shoulder. &quot;That would be best done when we return to holy ground. It took enough work getting everything in here to begin with.&quot; |3

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I kind of like just watching you carry it. =w= *bricked*

Altonor:<font color="#000000">I bet you you just can't carry as many as I can. |3

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain huff slightly. &quot;Fine.&quot; But he clearly looks antsy as he walks, and his gaze keeps flicking to the boxes.

Masabel:<font color="#000000">Now

</i> you've done it, ada. =3=

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">*_*

Altonor:<font color="#000000">What can I say, I know Kordites. &gt;|3

Firaira:<font color="#9933FF">Normally, I'd be all men. Stop breaking standards, Tomiko! They're not walls for you to bash down!

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">All of you, stand on this pallet. I'm carrying all of the things. *_* *bricked*

GM:<font color="#000000">Back to the temple we go! Your tokens have been copied.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">200 objects. :U

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Well, we'll just have to see how much damage Gnogglebolt managed to do.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yeah I added the hospital floor. |D;;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">actually, I think it's mostly from all the tokens. :B

Zachary Alfarson:<font color="#000000">By the time you arrive, the Kordites are already there, and greet the returning groups with a loud CHEER!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">An increasingly incredibly weary Tom trudges back into the temple floor and looks around with a sigh.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi jumps a little at that greeting. &quot;Well I suspect they did well.&quot; ^^;

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">&quot; My ears. &quot; D|

Sheythsanthi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I can only suspect that signals their safe return..&quot;

* Tomiko Lazarus waves at the other Kordites with seemingly uncharacteristic humility. She smirks at them and looks smug.

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">As the groups all filter into the Temple of Pelor, they see Gnogglebolt near the Kordites. He's tugging the sleeve (or hem of shirt, since they're all likely sleeveless) of one of the kordites. &quot;--telling you, with all the muscles you have, I could layer an exoskelton over you and you'd be even stronger!&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It took two punches to break into prison.&quot; &gt;|3

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

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Still room to grow.&quot; She breathes smoke out her nose.

Kelsey Alfarson:<font color="#000000">&quot;What do they reinforce prisons with these days, adamantine? Good work!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Ahh, but to be in the simple world of the front-liners, where one's success is measured only in what they can demolish.&quot; Tathi says quietly under her breath. :3

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Serrierr heads up to the top level, where he has more room to fan his wings.

* Martin Sawyer steals away toward a corner of the room while everyone disperses into the temple.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Mr. Serrierr, I'll need your help soon. One of the inquisitors has been found to be possessed.&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Retract that. :B

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Need me there for the protective wards too, brother?&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm?&quot; His expression turns serious. &quot;I see. Well, is there any reason to wait? This should be taken care of immediately.&quot;

Sheythsanthi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Everything went allright, I hope?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Couldn't hurt. But I don't imagine it will be necessary.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Off to the upstairs.

Martin Sawyer:<font color="#000000">He then, very gingerly, turns the sack he was carrying over... and taps the bottom once...

Martin Sawyer:<font color="#000000">Twice...

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mostly. We got most of them back alive.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It remains to be seen what is possessing the young man, however.&quot;

Martin Sawyer:<font color="#000000">Thrice.. WHOOMP.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Though.. we were scried upon by a hextorian archivist on the way back.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">|3

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

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Hello!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;We didn't show him the way... but still.. could spell trouble&quot;

Martin Sawyer:<font color="#000000">A ridiculous amount of loot spills onto the ground, in boxes and loose alike. |3

Sheythsanthi:<font color="#9933FF">His eyes narrow slightly. &quot;Did you get a description of this man?&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">See that sword

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">That twenty foot long sword

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hextorian, plate, brown beard and hair, Tathi said.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyone mind if I look through it first really quick? I need my badge, right away.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">That's mine

</i> * Tomiko Lazarus is bricked.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Actually, that sword's mine. :U

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Black.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">No. Seriously.

* Martin Sawyer fondly pats the sack, then slings it back over his shoulder. |3 &quot;Search away.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">It is. :U

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;We shall see if it's really true that a thief makes for the best guard.&quot;

Skye Bluecap:<font color="#000000">&quot;I never get tired of seeing that.&quot; |D

Sheythsanthi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Miss Eyllisaearsithik, could I get a description please? I might have a chance of knowing who it was.&quot;

Skye Bluecap:<font color="#000000">&quot;Three cheers for the Bag O' Swag!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi does. Knowledge local, I suspect, DM?

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

Sheythsanthi:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+15 = 20 + 15 = 35&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; Knowledge Local!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anise! Did anything happen while we were gone?&quot;

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Now I need to come up with a name. XD

Sheythsanthi:<font color="#9933FF">Shey... knows people. XP

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

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

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">critical success

VAE:<font color="#000000">This is how you inquest

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain rushes over and dives in, as he starts turning things over, looking through. &quot;No...no...no...ohey, that's mine.&quot; He holds up a tiny crystal and holds it near his head and lets it go...and it starts orbiting his head. &quot;Where is it, has to be nearb--THERE!&quot; Vonain stands up, holding what looks to be a tarnished bronze triangle with two smaller triangles attached to the bottom.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I have this funny feeling you know exactly who I'm talking about.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">As he holds it...the big top triangle suddenly glows, and turns a bright golden. The other two triangles...

Sheythsanthi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;You have no idea.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Roland Osmul. You've heard of this guy before. He's one of the court magi of Count Montclaire.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">....turn black.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Sszeyl obtains a variety of inks...a large needle...and a coil of thin rope.

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Nope, it's been pretty quiet. Some of the templars left to do their usual humanitarian stuff.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain stares at the object in his hand.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Oh this cannot end well.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;...no....&quot;

Sheythsanthi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;That's Roland Osmul. He is the court magi of the local Count. This is.. troubling.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">He clutches it tightly and shuts his eyes. &quot;No...Dammit!...I thought--I hoped they got away...&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">Did you give your character a Triforce.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Did you.

Meany:<font color="#660033">DID YOU.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Morgan...Hallock...damn it all.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi just walks over and hugs her dad. &quot;Good to see you're fine, father.&quot; She says in elven.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain takes a deep breath and squares his shoulders, and returns to looking through the pile for the rest of his gear, noticably depressed.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">To Serrierr, after the commotion, &quot;We have many wounded and sick still with us. But I trust the resident clergy to address this throughout the evening. The young man who was possessed -- a fiery-headed junior inquisitor -- he's still in Senior Inquisitor Petersen's company.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Linesplosion ))

Meany:<font color="#660033">Yep.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">&quot;I see.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Quit spamming turn face, it's lagging the server. ))

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Meany; ........... (yeah. &gt;.&gt; )

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(at least the two other triangles are smaller? ^^; )

* Meany impales Glitch with the Master Sword.

* Martin Sawyer pats Vonain's shoulder lightly, sympathetically. &quot; I don't know your faith, sir, but you're welcome to join us in sending off those who have gone tonight if you want. &quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">You even made it the Power Variant.

Meany:<font color="#660033">&gt;:V

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Quiet, huh? Any word from Ashmore or our commander about the folk out of town?&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oh good, it wasn't just me getting a linesplosion.

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Nothing yet.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain looks up to Martin and nods. &quot;...Yeah...that sounds good. Thanks.&quot;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;We're going out tomorrow morning to bring 'em in.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">And Sszeyl starts tattooing himself, since evidently no one knows of anyone else who can do it. :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">If you want specifics, it's gruesome and horrificially painful, with his method.

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

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain keeps looking through the pile-- &quot;Oh, that's mine.&quot;--and pulls out a huge two-hander sword.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">He also finds a breastplate made of silvery mithral and claims that as well.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Eventually, he finds everything else that belongs to him, and moves back to everyone else.

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;(They didn't even get close. How about you? You look okay. Are you okay, though?)&quot;

Martin Sawyer:<font color="#000000">&quot;How many?&quot; To Vonain.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good enough is.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;--Huh?&quot; Vonain looks at Martin, confused.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;How many what?&quot;

Martin Sawyer:<font color="#000000">&quot;How many are you looking to honor, friend. I need to know if we need more chairs.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Someone best prepare a prison cell for the damn mind-controlling scum. They will wake up eventually.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;--Oh. Two. The rest of my three-man squad.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot; Thank you.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus watches the loot sorting briefly before tromping on. &quot;..Well. Best get this over with sooner than later. I'd prefer he remain knocked out during the exorcism.&quot;

Kordite Punk:<font color="#000000">The criminals have already been dragged off and locked in a room.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">&quot;Indeed. We shall proceed.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Indeed. Let's get at it.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom begins searching for Lyle and company.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey! I...I think I can help.&quot; Vonain speaks up as Thomas and Serrierr walk by. &quot;I can help blast a possessing spirit once it's exorcised, at least.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron salutes Gradia as he passes by.

* Martin Sawyer wanders off, searching for chairs.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;We're fine. Honestly it seems to be the other groups that suffered the worst of it.&quot; Tathi replies, in elven, of course. &quot;So now what?&quot; She asks her father.

* Thomas Lazarus looks over his shoulder, and nods. &quot;I trust our celestial host. But I definitely won't turn away help. Especially since I don't know the species.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I shall report as soon as we're done with the exorcism, Senior Analyst Thorngage.&quot;

Masabel:<font color="#000000">The drow move to stand guard over the loot.

Tathi: <font color="#9933ff">(( gonna be semi-afk in a bit as I order pizza. remember that half off papa johns stuff? Apparently, they're doing it again on account that my last one was delivered late. I don't remember it being late but I probably last track of time ))

Meany:<font color="#660033">Pizza twice in one day.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Serrierr looks at Thomas, then back to Vonain. &quot;I'm fairly sure I can eliminate the spririt once it is exorcised, but contingencies are never to be turned away. Come along.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">Are you crazy? &gt;:O

Meany:<font color="#660033">Er.

Tathi: <font color="#9933ff">(( No. Texan. ))

Meany:<font color="#660033">Twice in two days.

Meany:<font color="#660033">DARN YOU TEXAS.

Meany:<font color="#660033">How's the secession thing going, btw?

Meany:<font color="#660033">Have you guys found that secession clause in your constitution yet? :V

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Vworp vworp! You're on the right floor.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Engineer for governor.

Meany:<font color="#660033">So, about how long will it need to be to get this tat ready for spending twenty-for hour cooldown?

Ball of Light 1:<font color="#000000">An archon hovers worriedly around Sszeyl as he works. You can practically sense the D: D: D: Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">It must be nice, being one of those souls that like exploration. I wonder what that must be like. =3= *bricked*

Meany:<font color="#660033">Basement level, room on the bottom right.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas searches still.

Ball of Light 1:<font color="#000000">&quot; Do you have any training in that -- are you using safe inks -- oh sun that looks painful &quot; D: Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;It is.&quot;

Ball of Light 1:<font color="#000000">&quot; Why &quot; D|

Tathi: <font color="#9933ff">(( semi-afk now ))

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;I did my other tattoo, before it got all shiny. I'm also functionally immune to natural diseases and poisons from the ink.&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">As Serrierr follows the group to the 'hospital' level...while he's walking, cracks suddenly appear all over his body, like stone or glass being crushed. Without missing a step, his body starts to slowly crumble to pieces from head to feet as he walks, and as each piece of him falls off, it turns into a shard of gold and starts swiling around in a gentle mini-cyclone

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;I do this to express an aspect of my power. Attach it to me.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; Oh. There's mother Selaren. &quot; Tom approaches.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;It is like taking an idea, an outside source of power, and stitching it to your skin.&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">(Where'd Thomas go?)

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Beg your pardon, Mother. Have you seen Senior Inquisitor Petersen this way?&quot;

Luanne Selaren:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good evening, Father Thomas -- oh, you actually have good timing. I was hoping to speak with you briefly -- oh, hello, Serrierr, and... who might you be, sir?&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;A friend, Holy Mother. Thought I might lend a hand to the exorcism as backup, just in case.&quot; Vonain bows.

Luanne Selaren:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't think there's an Inquisitor Petersen here... but there's an Archivist Petersen smoking on the balcony after I persuaded him to step outside.&quot; ^^

* Thomas Lazarus looks back to Vonain. Introducing him would be polite. But something tells him he won't hesitate to introduce himself.

* Thomas Lazarus huffs in quiet amusement. &quot; My mistake. Well. More to the point; he escorted a young half-elven man in who needs urgent attention.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">For those not in the know.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'll be happy to speak with you over anything you wish, ma'am. But for now, I must see to that boy.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">This specific process is where you dunk a segment of thin, couse, abrasive rope in an ink color.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Attach it to a needle.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Stab that needle into someone.

Meany:<font color="#660033">And drag the rope underneath the skin.

Luanne Selaren:<font color="#000000">&quot;He's been placed in a room to the southeast. Several of the other inquisitors are already there standing guard.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;A warlock lending a hand in an exorcism?! That's ... rather unusual, to say the least.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Auuuuuugh Meany why D| (though +1 trivia, where'd that technique originate from? :.) *brick'd*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Thank you. I'll be back within the hour, I'm sure.&quot; He nods to the still unnamed boy.

Meany:<font color="#660033">I think it's from the Pacific Islanders.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">backish. Pizza enroute. :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He walks off that way and shrugs to Miron. &quot;It doesn't really matter to me. We have Malconvokers helping, too. I'm just keeping an open mind these days.&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">The slowly-moving swirl of shards floats around and past Thomas, seeking the possessed boy.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's not so much who's helping, but what with.&quot;

* Viceth approaches Tathi. &quot;I beg your pardon, Lady Eyllisaearsithek. May I have a brief word, now that Inquisitor Steelsprocket is elsewhere?&quot; He smiles pleasantly.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;I already said. Once the spirit is exorcised, I can help with blasting and destroying it.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Just in case.&quot;

* Ansramil Hawkin is pacing in the hall, and you can see two other inquisitors standing guard near the door.

Miron:<font color="#000000">*shrugs* &quot;Suit yourself then...just don't fuck up anything.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi blinks, and looks over, then nods. &quot;Sure, what about?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">When Tom reaches the guarded room, he nods to the fellows standing out front.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;An idiot with initiative is worse than a cadre of diversionists.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Oh, but one condition.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">I chose it for the Drow method because. Well.

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

Meany:<font color="#660033">It was barbaric, cruel, and fit them perfectly.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'm here to begin the exorcism.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Nice method indeed

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

Ansramil Hawkin:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Brothers.&quot; The one-armed inquisitor nods, then glances at Serrierr. &quot;... Brother Grant, would you mind telling the commander the others are here?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">She points at Viceth with a smirk. &quot;Tathi, not Lady. I'm going to avoid that for as long as I can.&quot;

* Grant Warner nods, opening the door.

* You roll to yourself: 1d20+4 =&gt; 3 + 4 = 7Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Thank you.&quot; Tom has an unusually grim expression. &quot;..You should expect to hear an unfortunate commotion.&quot;

* Roy Stanford and the half-elf can be seen within, the lieutenant frowning at a book of spellcraft, a piece of chalk in hand. &gt;.\

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">The clinking crystalline golde shards speak with a strange voice, like chimes. &quot;After you.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus gives any drawings a careful distance.

Miron:<font color="#000000">*salutes* &quot;May I, acting commander? I have a bit more experience in drawng out wards I believe.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Fatangel rides again

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He nods in greeting.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">The cloud of shards fills the room, wafting and floating around everyone's bodies, like everyone is standing in the middle of a slow-motion tornado.

Roy Stanford:<font color="#000000">There aren't any drawings, yet. &quot; Times like this make me wish I'd paid more attention to the archivists. &quot; The lieutenant clears his throat, closing the book. Dignity! &gt;| &quot;You may. Please.&quot; He steps out, though keeping the door somewhat open.

VAE:<font color="#000000">I know there aren't any yet

VAE:<font color="#000000">He's musing over a book with chalk in hand

* Thomas Lazarus gestures with an open hand to Miron. &quot; After you.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Also, should I roll or can take 10/20 ?

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Everything then brightens up considerably as a nimbus of light fills the room. Aura of Protection, which functions as Magic Circle Against Evil, fully active. Meaning once the spriti is exorcised, it can't leave and everyone in the room is immune to possession.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thank you, brother, commander.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom feels instant camaraderie with Stanford. =3= No concentration or spellcraft ranks here either.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I fake being a spellcaster. *bricked*

Roy Stanford:<font color="#000000">Blasted +4 Spellcraft bonus. But at least I can track down people better than most! &gt;| *brick'd*

Sheythsanthi:<font color="#9933FF">Most. :3

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron takes the chalk and begins drawing out a circle with ritual markings and runes cris-crossing it like a circuit diagram, if only those existed in Akellon. &#171; &#160;1d20+19 = 18 + 19 = 37&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Spellcraft.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Craft levels: Fancy as fuck.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Do you have any healing power, little Archon probably older than this continent?&quot;

* Ball of Light 1 flits nervously. &quot; Nothing that lasts -- but I can find someone who does! Please wait -- Zip! Returning wih a Kordite cleric.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Zach: &quot;RUB SOME DIRT IN IT, PUSSY. &gt;|O&quot;

* Zachary Alfarson whistles, raising an eyebrow.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(which is unlikely, actually. The weaker the outsider, the more likely they're pretty young because while 'immortal', they -do- go out to fight and die. :B The more powerful they are, the longer they're likely to live, and the older one is, the more likely it's powerful. :B )

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(and new outsiders -are- still born/spawned)

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Hey.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;How's it going.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Oh god.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">There's -blood everywhere.-

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Anyway. What happened wit da spellcraft Miron did? :U

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Well.

* Viceth chuckles. &quot;As you wish, though that will make this slightly more... stilted.&quot; |3c

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">That definitely was a success at creating a reverse magic circle diagram.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;In the name of Saint Cuthbert and the holy archons I bind you unholy spirit inside this circle. His radiance, blind you His wrath, break your will His might, ward us from your powers. His divine will, aid our onerous task. Amen&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">THE POWER OF MIRON COMPELLS YOU.

Meany:<font color="#660033">THE POWER OF MIRON COMPELLS YOU.

VAE:<font color="#000000">It does. A roll of 37 XD

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">(So we've got like...triple Magic Circle Against Evils, here?)

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">(The temple itself, Serrierr, and Miron? :.)

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

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">The last one is different from the first two.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">But this will probably be cake regardless.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Devil's gotta be going &quot;fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckFUUUUUUUUUU&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Devil is all WTF you're LE we're supposed to be buddies *brick'd*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">With all of the preparations that can be made now made, Thomas nods and raises a free hand while clutching his holy symbol. &quot; I'll begin. Restrain him if he awakens. He may.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Actually, good question. If Miron's assignment really has flipped... then what effect does the circle have on him?

Glitch:<font color="#000000">wait holy shit that's a good point. If Miron's alignment -has- fully changed by now... :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">Not the one he's drawn of course.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;So yeah. Just need a touchup for some of this lost blood. Kinda can't see straight at the moment.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">...But I suppose as Lia said, he's probably still 'in the grey' transition phase.

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( None, really. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#660033">(( Miron's alignment hasn't clicked, really. ))

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( You're debuffed if you, like, attack. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#660033">(( Also Circle against evil doesn't physically block you. ))

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( But you aren't adversely affected in any way. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#660033">(( Or hurt you. ))

VAE:<font color="#000000">Right. Any imposed fluff effects?

VAE:<font color="#000000">Headache or any such?

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Priestesses of Lloth can still use PoE to fight other Drow without impediment. ))

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Miron might be starting to get a headache he's never had befo-- :B

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( So I would say, no. ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas begins the unfortunate task of channeling a basic exorcism. He murmurs a chant and lowers his head.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Miron's a booze head like Anise. Headaches, he had all of them *brick'd*

* Viceth kneels, smiling and bowing his head. In Elven, &quot;(Tathi Eyllisaearsithek, on behalf of our entire organization, those who have gone before, those who are, and those who have yet to come, I thank you for your kindness and your magnanimous offer of shelter. May this alliance prove fruitful for us both.)&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">while the exorcism is going on, gamal goes about preparing a nice welcome back dinner for everyone who came back, taking extra care to prepare nourishing stews/soups for those who were in the prison and thus may have been starved, and are not ready for normal food yet (Profession(Cook) Check : &#171; &#160;1d20+13 = 12 + 13 = 25&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;)

Meany:<font color="#660033">:26

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Let's see.. class level check plus Cha mod (0) plus circumstance bonus (2). Tom's exorcism check is 1d20+6. The DC is 10+Devil HD+Cha mod. The process is an indefinitely repeatable full-round action. Soo

Viceth:<font color="#000000">&quot;(I also beg your pardon for not saying this earlier. I am afraid it slipped my mind in the chaos of the past day. May I have your forgiveness, not-yet-lady Eyllisaearsithek?&quot;)&quot;

Gamal-Junayd whispers: where ARE the freed prisoners?

You whisper to Railock: In the meeting room in the basement.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(can also use Dispel Evil or Dismissal)

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom once again spends two minutes channeling holy forces in a specialized ritual. If a 26 can exorcise this spirit, it eventually, messily, works.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(those are stated as core spells that can work as exorcism. There's a third one, too...)

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( We're still tired and can't cast those. ))

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(ah.)

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( This is how the Exorcism ability works. ))

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Like, the class feature. ))

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(Yeah, I figured.)

* Gamal-Junayd brings the beef and vegetable soup down to the ex prisoners, making sure they get fed first before anyone else.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(was just saying, in place of that, there's at least three core spells that also work.)

VAE:<font color="#000000">Anyways, any imposed fluff effects like i asked Lia? (you never said anything and you kinda are the GM here)

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi actually looks a little shocked at the display. &quot;Well, I..&quot; She starts, but clears her throat and composes herself. &quot;It was the only right thing to do. And please, just Tathi, while we can. Soon I'll have to bow to those titles, but not yet.&quot; She says, and then smiles. &quot;And don't be preposterous. You've commited no wrong by me.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">She's juggling conversations. :P

VAE:<font color="#000000">I know.. that's why i'm repeating the query. because it has sailed past

Half-Elven Mage:<font color="#000000">Eventually, painfully slowly, even though the junior inquisitor doesn't wake during the process, a white smoky shape rises out of him... a vaguely humanoid creature, if the humanoid were crossed with a scorpion and left to starve for a few months.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">No fluff effects unless you want one.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Fair. I mean.. this is all geared against hellish spirit

VAE:<font color="#000000">*spirits

Meany:<font color="#660033">His hair is on fire.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Constantly.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Not actually burning.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Just on fire.

Meany:<font color="#660033">*brick'd*

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">As soon as the spirit begins to manifest, the lightshards suddenly pick up a lot of speed.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Now it really -does- look like everyone in the room is in the eye of a gold tornado.

* Thomas Lazarus glowers terribly. &quot;Osyluth..?&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">The shards then repeatedely lash out to pummel the spirit.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Commence blasting like fuck.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Make sure everyone gets some, if needed I can make more, If they werent feeding you, make sure you go slowly and don't try to gorge, you'll just end up wasting it and making a mess for everyone.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Meanwhile, Vonain also has been cupping a sphere of white energy in his hand, which he then unleashes in a point-blank blast.

Martin Sawyer:<font color="#000000">The room of Olidammarans is surprisingly noisy. Full of music and conversation, and people laughing... but Gamal will notice there are very few dry eyes about, the stories are all about times past, and the music tends to have a faint wistful tone.

Flynn Baker:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Gamal-Junayd! Wait, just a moment.&quot; He gestures to the empty table... none of the Olidammarans are sitting at it, but goblets with a bit of wine or ale are placed at each seat.

Flynn Baker:<font color="#000000">Eighteen empty seats.

Flynn Baker:<font color="#000000">&quot;The guests of honor should be fed first,&quot; he says with a wan smile. &quot;Have you ever seen an Olidammaran wake before?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd whispers: forgot about the funeral feast. oh well. soups it is since he wouldn't want any previously starved person to hurt themselves by trying for somethign more fulfilling.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;No, I have not.&quot;

Tathi: <font color="#9933ff">(( PIZZA GET ))

Meany:<font color="#660033">I really wanna order some pizza.

Meany:<font color="#660033">But great grandma just went to bed.

Meany:<font color="#660033">A full hour ahead of schedule.

Flynn Baker:<font color="#000000">&quot;No worries. It's not that complicated. Just put a little food before each empty chair in a bowl or on a plate, or whatever you have on hand.&quot;

* Gamal-Junayd sets up the food at each setting, taking care to make sure each portion is a good portion, not watered down

VAE:<font color="#000000">Owl, microwave pizza. Bread, tomato sauce, cheese, and ham or something similar if you got any. And oregano spice

* Martin Sawyer nods approvingly to Gamal as he goes about the table.

Meany:<font color="#660033">It would help.

Flynn Baker:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's it.&quot; :) &quot;Now that the guests of honor have their meals, the rest of us can eat.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">If great grandma had any of that.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Besides bread.

Meany:<font color="#660033">She's light on grocery shopping.

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

Meany:<font color="#660033">I usually buy food for these visits...but yeah.

* Gamal-Junayd nods and then makes sure the others get some. those who were imprisoned first, before those who broke them out

VAE:<font color="#000000">Hmm. Those who were imprisoned will likely throw up if they aren't careful

VAE:<font color="#000000">Remember that prisoner in DnDMFA, Lia?

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">thats why it's soups and not normal food. easier to digest

Flynn Baker:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thank you. You're welcome to stick around if you want, even if you didn't know the folks. Or would you rather head to bed? We're going to be at this until people are too tired to continue.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">I still haven't done a proper introduction scene with him and the VG yet! :U

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I am not too tired, I can stick around for a bit at least. Unles there are any plans for a morning assault somewhere.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">I think it's safe to say the osyluth got blasted to Hell and back, and then back to Hell.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">*approving nod* =3=

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">So.

* Viceth smirks, looking up. &quot;Call it conditioning, Miss Tathi. Is Miss all right?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom's hand ceases glowing, and he lowers it.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Once the spirit is thoroughly shredded, the shards calm down and seem to be approving.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He calls outside. &quot;It is done.&quot;

Zachary Alfarson:<font color="#000000">&quot;Damn, son. Did you do this to yourself?&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Satisfied, that's what I was looking for.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;...Well.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Felt good to be a part of that.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; There'll surely be more to come..&quot;

Grant Warner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Great. Is he awake?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Tattooing.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;But atleast this man is safe.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain looks over to Thomas. &quot;Thomas, was it? I think it might be time for proper introductions all around with your group, and what's going on around here.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;The old-fashioned way.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Really lucky you guys are hiding in a consecrated Pelorite temple.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron utters a short prayer and proceeds to erase the circle, once again proceeding in a specific order.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">To Grant. &quot;No. I could wake him now if you wish.&quot; He nods to Vonain.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">The shards flow out of the room, then start fitting back together like puzzle pieces.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We'll meet the others downstairs before too long. I have a little business with Mother Selaren. But feel free to go right ahead.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright. I'll wait up for you then.&quot;

Grant Warner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Nah. I'll wait. You Pelorites tend to wuss out when somebody gets smacked for being a complete fucking moron.&quot;

Tathi: <font color="#9933ff">(( brb, MO PIZZAH ))

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain exits the room and heads downstairs.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Does anyone have any special requests of anything they'd like cooked up for later&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;There, done, the ward's dealt with.... *wipes his forehead*&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus huffs in mild amusement. &quot;..I won't.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;But I must ask first.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;What did he do? That was not a middling lesser devil.&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Serrierr, meanwhile, then goes around to helping tend to the injured where he can, only accepting healing for himself once he's sure no one else is in critical condition.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">(fixin hp)

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Indeed... ossyluths are up there, even above the erinyes if I recall..&quot;

Grant Warner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hell if I know, but according to Petersen, those bastards can hide inside somebody. So until he wakes up we've got no idea how long he's been possessed or how long that gods-damned devil's been spying on us.&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Fuck.... means we should scan *everyone* for possession.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus knits his brow and frowns. &quot;... They can. And if so inclined, can go undetected by all but the most ingenuitive of means. I can't say I'm surprised this has come up.&quot;

Tathi: <font color="#9933ff">(( back. sorry to bug the bothered dm, but response from viceth? ))

Viceth:<font color="#000000">Repost - He smirks, looking up. &quot;Call it conditioning, Miss Tathi. Is Miss all right?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom looks to Miron. &quot;The only way I know of to ferret out a devil putting all of its effort into keeping its aura hidden.. is to bombard an area with holy magic.&quot; He sighs. &quot; And we hardly have the spells to spare for that.&quot;

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Hey, brother, you're not trying to get an upskirt view there are you?)&quot; Altonor teases across the room in Celestial. &gt;|3

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">She smirks. &quot;That is an acceptable comprimise, if you quit kneeling to me. Really, a grand old arcanist like you, bowing to me? Preposterous.&quot; She says, still smirking and offering him a hand up.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;But I do know one other way, if we have a suspect. One that will always work.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus reaches back and taps a finger twice on the handle of his sword. &quot;..They cannot touch this.&quot; &gt;:|

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Speak up then, brother.&quot;

Firaira:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;(She's wearing a dress. Draugrim, teach Altonor some respect.)&quot;

Draugrim:<font color="#9933FF">MY FAVORITE CHEW TOY. :D

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Like the Hand of Saint Cuthbert, huh? Just with devils instead of demons...&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Means we should have everyone attempt, shouldn't we?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Everyone who's been here long enough, especially.&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Serrierr floats by the room. &quot;Actually, harmful to all with evil in their hearts, no matter the kind of fiend.&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Serrierr holds up his meteor hammer. &quot;Same with this.&quot;

* Viceth chuckles, accepting the hand. &quot;Better to be too grandiose than not formal enough when dealing with nobility. A crucial survival tip from the Houseless.&quot; |3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Then we got the means, and the method.&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">&quot;...In fact, that actually may be a prudent idea, to have everyone in the temple place their hands on our holy tools, just to be certain.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... Perhaps. But for now, there's more business to attend. This ground is still safe, and if there are any more fiends, they can only lie dormant, here.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Can they spy on us while dormant?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We shall come up with a plan for this before our next excursion.&quot;

* Altonor is buried beneath a mound of floof with a laugh and a play-growl. Look out, Tomi! This area's become a tussle-zone!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;. . . my knowledge of the planars isn't that extensive.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Off-screen healing to save the GM time and typing!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well..&quot; He frowns and looks distant a moment. &quot;..I may be a specialist. But I'm also a novice. I don't know everything.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">To alert Ghost, just in case; both Altonor and Viceth replied in green text. :B *brick'd*

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Better pray they can't, in that case..&quot;

Draugrim:<font color="#9933FF">WHAT WHERE I CAN'T SEE IT. *masonry'd*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'll mention it to mother Selaren. A meeting debriefing will no doubt be called for soon, regardless.&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">&quot;Unfortunately, yes.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">A Drow appears. Shirless, big coat drapped over his shoulders and lol-bloody bandages all over his lower chest.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;What's up, folks?&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">&quot;A fiend attempting to hide itself by using a body as a shell can still see through the person's senses.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Then we got a problem the size of a dragon's arse.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I can only imagine. Lords and ladies but the politics of the elven houses would just be a long-winded cakewalk for you.. So, I wonder.. when can I expect the first Raiders to settle?&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">&quot;Once inside, they are always aware of everything the possessed is.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus sighs and hangs his head. &quot;...&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Acting Commander Stanford? What is your opinion?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;...Then it will take priority. I'll speak with the holy Mother immediately.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus glances to Stanford as well.

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;What's this arrangement, Tathi?&quot; UH-OH. Father from over the shoulder.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">&quot;Which means that everything that was ever said or done in that young man's presense was known to the Osyluth, which may have been able to convey information before we dispatched it.&quot;

* Malachite leeeeeans over and peers at Tathi and Viceth. 83

Kor:<font color="#9933FF">OBSCOND FROM MY TERRITORY YOU WORM.

Grant Warner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Fuck.&quot;

* Tomiko Lazarus doesn't seem perturbed by the giant monster wrestling with Altonor. |3

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">She leans against a wall and takes it easy while watching.

* Roy Stanford holds out a hand.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Where'd all the gold come from?&quot;

Masabel:<font color="#000000">&quot;Bag o' Swag.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Gotta get me one of those.&quot;

Masabel:<font color="#000000">&quot;That Olidammaran priest has the biggest bag of holding I've ever seen.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Kor eats elven backhand as Tathi looks up. &quot;The Raiders, daddy. Down-trodden drow, abused by the lolthian clergy and none too trusting of the current iron-fisted rulership, turned surface and turned new leaves. I've offered them shelter in the sanctuary. First simply because it's the right thing to do, and secondly because honestly? Think up a better defense against hostile drow than those who know them in and out.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Expected.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Watch it, Tathi.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Those smoldering hill people might put together a lynch mob.&quot;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's all well and good, dear, but -- smoldering hill?&quot;

* Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek thinks.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi rolls her eyes. &quot;Burning Mountain. And they're already gunning for my reputation.&quot;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;I was just about to say. Not only them, but the Maitraliat, and the Naira. Among many others who might not like the idea of drow living in their sanctuary.&quot;

Viceth:<font color="#000000">&quot;We are quite good at remaining unseen, Sir Eyllisaearsithek.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;I know.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;I was deliberately insulting them.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;The idiots are trying to out-Drow a Drow.&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">...so, is Thomas gonna go talk to High Priestess? &gt;.&gt;

VAE:<font color="#000000">and .. Stanford?

Viceth:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well... the majority of us are,&quot; he says with a small smirk as the paladin and wolf tussle loudly in the corner. BANG CRASH CLATTER WOOF.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I was kinda wondering what Stanford was getting at.

VAE:<font color="#000000">He held up his hand and nothing

Glitch:<font color="#000000">oh, yeah..

VAE:<font color="#000000">That's what Miron is waiting for, too

Roy Stanford:<font color="#000000">I've been holding out my hand for the past few minutes -- well then ask IC you sillies. &gt;:\

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Commander Stanford?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Sorry, I just figured another line was en route. XP ))

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Honestly, I was going to have Altonor over there represent you all, if you wanted to become public. Who better to introduce you than the paladin amoung your ranks?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is there something. . . &quot;

Roy Stanford:<font color="#000000">&quot;We cannot afford to be too careful, should fiends be so capable of hiding in the minds of mortals. I have not noticed any fiendish presence, but it is wiser to check and know for certain than assume and be mistaken.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Sszeyl actually laughs a bit.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom unslings his weapon scabbard. &quot;There's little danger in a true possession victim stealing this. They would be crippled by its energy, and its true bite will ignore our allies..&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He places the pommel in Stanford's palm.

Roy Stanford:<font color="#000000">No reaction. &quot;Grant, Forrest, Ansramil. On second thought. Ansramil, find Lyle and drag him here if necessary.&quot;

* Ansramil Hawkin smirks. &quot;Yes, sir.&quot; Off he goes!

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">(o shit son)

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom seems to approve of Stanford's pragmatism and concern for safety. &quot;...&quot; Nod.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Serrierr idly twirls his meteor hammer.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;But, if a life of secrecy is what your folk want, Viceth??&quot;

Grant Warner:<font color="#000000">No reaction from these two, either.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom sighs quietly. &quot; I'll need to check the refugees, too. People aren't going to be happy with this. But it must be done. If an Osyluth has been standing with us for this long...&quot;

Viceth:<font color="#000000">&quot;A life of freedom is what we seek, but until we can secure that, a life of safety for those who cannot defend themselves must come first.&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;After all, it doesn't take an hour to check a person this way.&quot;

Ansramil Hawkin:<font color="#000000">Eventually, a protesting archivist is dragged through the double doors to the balcony by his robe sleeve. =3=

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">&quot;Indeed. In fact, as soon as you have checked Lyle and you begin to check others on this level, I shall go myself to the lower level and work my way up. We will meet in the middle.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom nods quietly.

Lyle Petersen:<font color="#000000">&quot;This had better be important, Hawkin, you made me leave one half-burnt.&quot; &gt;:\

Ansramil Hawkin:<font color="#000000">&quot;It is, brother. Commander's orders.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">It's a sad day when no one even questions the massive bloody bandages I've got.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It is.&quot; Tom steps out and faces Lyle.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Oh, something else I forgot to mention.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I suppose we all have to make comprimises, don't we?&quot; Tathi says with a sigh, and then looks up at her father. &quot;All of those anti-drow groups.. I know they have their reasons, but they don't know what I know. Their enemy isn't where they think they are. If there was an attack, well.. they'd just get blind-sided again.&quot; She says, and looks back to Viceth. &quot;Where are those spider worshippers anyway?&quot;

Altonor:<font color="#000000">Most folks here are sporting bloodied bandages.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">fffff so distracted

Viceth:<font color="#000000">&quot;Perhaps that would be better discussed once this crisis is over.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">STOP PLAYING SOTS *every fucking brick ever!!!*

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I'm not a 4x fan =w=

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Sszeyl's right arm tattoos have radically changed. The Orgolloyss seal at the shoulder is now a Vandrian Shield, and the vein tattoos are completely gone. In their place is a more geometricly rigid pattern of golden lines emerging from the shield, and stretching down the arm to the wrist.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom holds his weapon out to Lyle. &quot;Mr. Peterson, please grab this.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( I keep typoing his name to Peterson because it's a much more common name XP ))

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;A check against possession, Lyle. Much like the Hand of Saint Cuthbert.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(don't TELL him that you fool!)

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

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Definitely. Devils first, then demon-worshippers. One heretic at a time.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">If he refuses, he's for granted

VAE:<font color="#000000">And there isn't much he can do to ward himself

VAE:<font color="#000000">besides, he's smart enough to figure

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Yaaay for muder justified with religon.&quot;

* Lyle Petersen raises an eyebrow. &quot;And what is 'this' before I go grabbing strange weapons?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;But seriously.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">It's more llike politeness to a colleague and playing with open cards

Glitch:<font color="#000000">supposing for the moment he were possessed, there's a lot he could do if he were warned. :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">Miron already said. And ... don't think he could, asides from the spirit leaving his body

* Ansramil Hawkin gives Lyle a flat look.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;A holy brand, consecrated by Bahamut. My tool I use in my profession's namesake.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Your subordinate is exorcised, by the way.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">And I think Miron already responded to the query anyways.

Lyle Petersen:<font color="#000000">&quot;I see. Very well then -- he is? My, that was quick. So what was our dear junior inquisitor harboring all this time? A kyton? Perhaps an erinyes?&quot; He does touch the pommel of the weapon; no reaction.

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

Ansramil Hawkin:<font color="#000000">No reaction on Ansramil's touch either.

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

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;You're aiming far too low... he's a quality dwelling, the youngster.&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Serrierr nods, satisfied, after Lyle holds the weapon. &quot;I will go to the basement level now.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It is good we had Serrierr and Vonain here. It may have otherwise escaped.&quot;

Lyle Petersen:<font color="#000000">&quot; Bloody wonderful. &quot; The archivist irritably snaps out another cigarette...

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom lowers the sword. &quot;And by your reaction, you surely understand why we are now doing this.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Please excuse me, Mr. Petersen.&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Serrierr simply floats over the railing into the open courtyard, and makes his way to the basement.

Luanne Selaren:<font color="#000000">... but a noticeable polite throat-clearing stops the archivist in his tracks. ^^

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;So, what's the story with the redhair?&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;How did his soul get saddled?&quot;

* Lyle Petersen flinches, then pockets the box of cigs with a grumble.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Serrierr makes his way past everyone on the lower basement level to the exit...surreptitiously blocking it off.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas nods to each of the other inquisitors before walking away to see Mother Selaren.

Luanne Selaren:<font color="#000000">No smoking in the hospital wing, please. ^^

Lyle Petersen:<font color="#000000">Blasted health freaks. *brick'd*

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">He then holds out the rope of his meteor hammer and tells everyone he wishes to bestow a blessing of protection upon everyone in the temple, and that they need only touch the rope of the meteor hammer to recieve it.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Blasted is what you'll be if you smoke in here. |3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Come on, Tom. A bit of smoke hasn't killed anyone.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">SENSE MOTICE- *brick'd*

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

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">He also says it is a very necessary blessing, and insists to anyone who's resistant. So, skippydo, is there -anyone- in the basement who reacts to touching the rope?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">BRB, I'm going to get a cup of tea really quick. Anybody got some mid-session noms? :3

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Mid-noms. I've got a few...

Kor:<font color="#9933FF">Kor explodes upon touching the rope. *brick'd*

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

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

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

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">And nope, everyone's clean.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl for &quot;Let's ride the insanity train!&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Oh yes, and in all seriousness, even the animals aren't exempt.

Meany:<font color="#660033">I'm not going to lie.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Well. Sszeyl for stirring up trouble; zero fucks given.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Even though I almost ragequit with frustration over that shit.

Meany:<font color="#660033">I completely forgot why it was a bad idea for a second.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Gamal - Meal for the Dead Sszeyl - Barbaric self-tattoo

VAE:<font color="#000000">Vonain for palming off the invisibility ward.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Lemme look back for more

Meany:<font color="#660033">Because Vargie has shown 0 actual villainy in weeks.

Meany:<font color="#660033">He's just been grouchy.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Seriously, grabbing it with that handspell was *clever*

* VAE fully approves.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Seconding Sszeyl for tattoo

Meany:<font color="#660033">It was like that remembering.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Tathi for politicking.

Meany:<font color="#660033">That Drow are fcking evil.

VAE:<font color="#000000">And Hatari, if you're pissed off, and so is Tom, have them instate consequences IC

Meany:<font color="#660033">And backpeddalling Sszeyl to account for that.

Kor: <font color="#9933ff">(( noming Viceth for regal representation. XP ))

VAE:<font color="#000000">No use raging over it OOC and doing nothing

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I wasn't talking about IC pissed. Tom showed appropriate disapproval.

VAE:<font color="#000000">I know. What I mean... sooner or later this was bound to happen

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I don't get flustered by skirting close to 'losing the game'. I just seriously have like 0/10 remaining patience for a certain variety of deliberate trouble-causing detour crap.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">But we're in the middle of noms. This'll wait.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Oh yeah, Tathi for Downbusiness...and...everyone for the scrying incident?

Glitch:<font color="#000000">That's actually all I can come up with. :.

Miron:<font color="#000000">actually

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Miron &amp; Serrierr &amp; Vonain for another ritual exorcism down.

Miron:<font color="#000000">Stanford for five-minute handholding pause

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">yeah nothing from me that hasn't been mentioned

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">seriously, IC that must have been hillarious

Miron:<font color="#000000">Them watching him for minutes until someone dared to ask if he's going to say something

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Thomas too for the exorcism in that case. :B I didn't nom that -because- it has become more routine, but okay.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Gamal for Grim Caterer.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Railock: Glitch:<font color="#000000">Glitch: Gamal - Meal for the Dead Sszeyl - Barbaric self-tattoo

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Actually that should just be his handle.

Miron:<font color="#000000">Grim Reaper, Grim Miller, Grim Cook and Grim Caterer?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">He could just be like the Reaper but always have a chef hat atop his ominous black robe, and be pushing a catering food insulated cart.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's totally him.

Miron:<font color="#000000">Also, Nomming Tom for the handle-check

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">...frying pan in one hand, scimitar in the other?

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;There might be secret devils among us. But we can weed them out with a minute-a-person check.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">ASK NOT FOR WHOM THE BELL TOLLS; IT'S DINNER TIME.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">brb afk (but anything for Serrierr's prayer, or Vonain getting his badge? &gt;.&gt; Thought those were pretty emotional...oh well)

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Oh, I forgot that. Sure, that was nommable. Serrierr and Miron too, actually, for spiritual inclinations.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">It's somewhat telling, I thought, that out of everyone saying prayers, the party holy man did not.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">But Thomas is paradoxically not that spiritual, as has been slowly evidenced throughout the campaign.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Yeah. He's a man of action, more than prayers.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I'm just pointing it out to indicate that it wasn't the player being totally lazy, it was on purpose. *bricked*

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( brb ))

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Wait.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Question.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Did Tom end his Shield Other spell?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">*peeks in*

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... I think it ran out. It was only 10 hours and it's been going since morning. ^^;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">and back. Yay I love showing geckos to people and seeing their reactions. |D

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">I was gonna say.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Did I technically just give Thomas half of my tattooing pain?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Suddenly TOM GAINS TATTOOS. &quot;--what is happening OW--&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Well I'm tapped for noms I think. Lia?

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">... oh wait, I'm still dizzy from blood loss.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tomi extinguishes her pipe and goes up to hunt down a Pelorite. =3=

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Random thought: Sam in here, letting Gray drink from the holy font again.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Then, &quot;What does holy water taste like?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Gray: :9

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Making a cup of tea, hold on -- I almost forgot it. ^^;;;;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Teakettle just whistled.

GM:<font color="#000000">If anyone's missing HP, feel free to add back &#171; &#160;4d8+10 = 17 + 10 = 27&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; HP as the Pelorites and such patch up everyone as best they're able.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Missing HP? With Edaric and Thomas around? Pffft. *ducks!*

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">My blood keeps falling out. I checked the lost &amp; found and everything. Help?

Meany:<font color="#660033">Btw.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Confirmation that the Pepsi50 code works outside of of Texas.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Though the text about a free 2-liter is bullshit.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom returns to Luanne's corner and nods. He doesn't want to be too disruptive to an obviously private conversation, but this is important.

Jeffrey Kalem:<font color="#000000">Holy crow how long did it take the devils to take this guy down? Even after the Pelorite healing onslaught he's still missing 27 HP. :B

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">After I level, I can rage and stone power myself up to 178 hitpoints. *_*

* Tomiko Lazarus is a wall of Lazarus.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">-- Okay who the heck labelled the Teeny Rin? XD *just noticed the &quot;I AM GOING TO EAT YOUR SOUL, THOMAS&quot;*

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( My money is on the usual suspect. :B ))

Tathi: <font color="#9933ff">(( :3 ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; Well. One more soul is free of Their clutch.. ... .. You wished to speak about something, Mother Selaren?&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">At any rate. Since I would never -dare- to ask you to play out 20+ NPCs in a row, Lia, is there -anyone- or any animal at all in the Basement that reacts to touching the meteor hammer?

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( She said everyone was clear, if you missed that line. ))

Luanne Selaren:<font color="#000000">&quot; Please, don't hesitate to tell us if you need or want anything. But for now, please, enjoy the soup. Hello again, Father.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyways, will be back later. Got a report to make. Don't any of you get possessed again in the meantime... hell, that exorcism was more tiring than fighting the devils...&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ack dog whining!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... hey wait a minute.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Did Miron touch the holy weapons?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">*wags a fist* :O

VAE:<font color="#000000">Nobody offered them to him

Roy Stanford:<font color="#000000">&quot;Inquisitor Steelsprocket?&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">......oh boy. &gt;.&gt;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Acting Commander Stanford?&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">&quot;You have the ancient curse called herpes.&quot;

Roy Stanford:<font color="#000000">&quot;You should not be exempt from these checks.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">&quot;WAT&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Miron, you better hope you're still in the 'grey' :B

Dr. Hatari whispers: For what it's worth, I've been thinking of how to play this in advance. Would I have your blessing in saying Thomas has been aware of 'that' growing lately, and chosen not to comment?

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;As ordered.. I or someone should grab brother Thomas in that case.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">Papa Johns has an online tip accounter.

Dr. Hatari whispers: He does use Detect an awful lot.

Meany:<font color="#660033">I think.

Meany:<font color="#660033">*hallelujah chorus starts*

Roy Stanford:<font color="#000000">&quot;Please do, posthaste, inquisitor.&quot;

You whisper to Dr. Hatari: Yes, indeed.

Ansramil Hawkin:<font color="#000000">&quot;He went to the left, brother...&quot; ^^;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Thomas Lazarus: (( She said everyone was clear, if you missed that line. ))

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Oh, did she? And I only just noticed -that-. :B

Glitch:<font color="#000000">ewps. :B

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Have a moment, brother?&quot;

Luanne Selaren:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's a matter about tomorrow morning. -- Oh, hello, Inquisitor.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Greetings, High Priestess.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom nods. &quot;I see. I'll have some business I require your blessing for before long. It's ... important.&quot; He looks to Miron.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Just sorting out 'that' business, brother. Anything wrong?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Nothing longstanding.. if you'd pull over... Stanford says I should be checked over too with that sword of yours.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... inappropriate music player is inappropriate. :B *current soundtrack - Hubba Hubba Zoot Zoot* *brick'd*

* Glitch snerksnorts

Luanne Selaren:<font color="#000000">&quot;Checked with a sword...?&quot; :.c

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Hubba Hubba Zoot Zoot is never inappropriate

* VAE was singing it when polishing samples last week

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Hahaha, did anyone recognize it? x3

Meany:<font color="#660033">It's like that drowning test.

Meany:<font color="#660033">But with swords.

Meany:<font color="#660033">They stab you with a sword.

* Thomas Lazarus tightens his jaw a bit before glancing back to Mother Selaren. &quot;...&quot; He looks back to Miron and walks out to the second floor balcony that was mentioned. He simply gestures like 'come along'.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;A holy sword that can tell fiendish presence, apparently.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">If you die, you're a witch.

Meany:<font color="#660033">:D

Meany:<font color="#660033">Or rather, no.

Meany:<font color="#660033">With the drowning thing.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Luckily, noone was in that part of the lab

Meany:<font color="#660033">If you died, you were innocent.

Meany:<font color="#660033">So if you die from being stabbed in the chest, you're not a witch.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">What are you doing VAE? ^^;

Meany:<font color="#660033">:D

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">... No? {:3

VAE:<font color="#000000">Where did he go?

Miron:<font color="#000000">The short inquisitor follows behind.

VAE:<font color="#000000">being confuzzled

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:54 lagcheck?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Apparently :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">I didn't figure where second floor balcony was

* Meany dunks VAE in water. Puts vae under dryers.

* Meany applies towl to VAW.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:55, rather.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Vae*

Meany:<font color="#660033">There.

* VAE had ... a totally wrong idea about the arrangement of the temple

Meany:<font color="#660033">Now you've got the fuzz part.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">In the relative privacy of the balcony, Tom somberly looks down at the fountain. &quot; Brother..&quot;

* VAE thought the whole central hall is flat

Meany:<font color="#660033">:54

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( :54 ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:54 at :55

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;What is it, Tom?&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">:55

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#FF0000">&quot;Having you touch this won't prove anything.&quot;

<font color="#FF0000"> He sloughs off the scabbard and offers the pommel.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:55 at :56

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Meanwhile, with the basement level checked, Serrierr moves onto the main level.

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( :56 ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:56 at :56, yay.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Doot dee doo, having everyone touch the heaven-forged weapon of the celestial...

Altar Boy:<font color="#000000">&quot; Whoa! Gi-gi-gi-- giant angel! &quot; O_O

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Won't prove anything?! Brother.. I thought you said it can tell daemonic and diabolic possession however well hidden.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Serrierr should surely have the clarity to acknowledge that some of the refugees simply are evil in the first place, and testing them would prove nothing. ))

Hooded Lady:<font color="#000000">What Hatari said. At least three of them recoiled from the touch of the weapon. &quot;-- Ow! What's the meaning of this?!&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Oh come on kid, I've been up here five times at least, helping heal people/

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas answers with silence, and points the pommel of his blade out.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;We shall see, regardless.&quot; The short inquisitor reaches out to touch the sword's pommel.

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

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

Half-Orc Refugee:<font color="#000000">&quot;It didn't hurt for me...&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Miron feels... a growing uncomfortable sensation. Like when you're touching a mug that's just barely hot enough that it doesn't burn you right away, but if you hold your hand on it for too long, it starts to hurt.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Serrierr could see their auras anyways. And distinguishing between an evil mortal and a fiend is quite simple, due to the sharp difference in intensity.

VAE whispers: Either you write the effects up or tell me the gist of it and I shall. No idea what it does with cloudy allignments.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Mreh. :B Well, if Serrierr could already see it with his Blessed Sight and knows it's not fiendish influence...

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">^ that too. :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Sszeyl doesn't really do that.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">No fiendish influences -- okay the dog's really whining now I'll be back in two shakes.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Given everyone already knows he's possessed. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Of course, that just reveals a hole in the detection; there is almost no way at all to detect a fiend hiding within an evil soul.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">But, for appearances, Serrierr has the people he can See touch it anyway, despite the slight backlash. He waves it off, saying that the blessing was 'extra-strong' for them.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Once they let go of it, nothing is left to linger anyway.

Meany:<font color="#660033">That dog has been whining a lot recently.

Miron:<font color="#000000">The inquisitor clenches the pommel tightly, and doesn't let go... you can see his knuckles going white and his forehead is sweating. &quot;Nine hells of Baator and eightyone arses on each of them ... this... isn't easy... though.. I can hold it just fine if I..&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;That's enough, brother. I know you're not possessed.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron lets the pommel go, and wipes off his forehead, the relief almost palpable.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; This is not the time nor place nor means I had in mind to address this.. ... ..but here we are, I suppose.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;At least that....your talk of devils hiding within folks.. and what Eli .. I mean, Analyst Feldmann from Jones's Rock sent me had me worried for a while.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyone does mean anyone.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus half-closes his eyes and frowns. &quot;... I've been holding something from you. I hope you'll forgive me for that. But there just hasn't been a time for it. The last thing I want is more.. divisive infighting in our ranks. And no one has needed to hear this. But I suppose it's time I be forthright.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Holding something off from me? Well... as much as I dislike it.. I suppose it honors you that you come with it to me on your own.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus furrows his brow. &quot;..I've begun noticing you, too, when I enact the sacred sight, and look for dark souls. Faintly.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">You do realize there is an entire downstairs able to hear you.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Me?&quot; The inquisitor looks somewhat surprised.

Meany:<font color="#660033">The acustics actually means your voice bounces off the ceiling, and straight down.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">There is no ceiling.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">We're speaking quietly and have air current and white noise. They can't heara thing.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The balcony and courtyard are open to the sky.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Further, you're only like ten, fifteen feet up-okay.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Go back to disrupting the games with your god-character plots. *bricked*

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">VIRUSSSSS *brick'd again!!*

VAE:<font color="#000000">Zuviel Virus? *brick'd twice*

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Meany - She whines when she can't get up the stairs, or needs to go out. The cold weather means both happen often. ^^;

Meany:<font color="#660033">=3=;

Meany:<font color="#660033">I admit it.

Meany:<font color="#660033">I have problems.

* Thomas Lazarus folds his arms and sighs through his nose. &quot;... You've got a lot of hate you hold onto with a white-knuckle grip.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... A lot of wrath.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">99 problems but a headdragon is all of them, huh

Meany:<font color="#660033">Woo~

Meany:<font color="#660033">&quot;It starts raining.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">&quot;FUCK.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... And it's taking its toll.&quot; He frowns a bit more.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Righteous wrath is what gives one strength and will to press on despite tolls and losses.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">Which reminds me.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Lia, when did you last roll for weather?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">At the last dawn of a new day. :B

Meany:<font color="#660033">I see. :.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Besides... can you deny the anger at a heretic soiling the name of our holy institution?&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(I don't suppose there's any dumbwaiter in the old country house of yours?)

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Nope. It's a saltbox, not a mansion. |D;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Though that is a cute mental image. {:3c

Meany:<font color="#660033">Glitch, that is offensive.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">New day!! Tathi casts detect scrying!

Meany:<font color="#660033">Insulting the help.

* Thomas Lazarus holds up a finger. &quot;Righteous wrath. You have been so quick to level mistrust and disdain and fire towards anyone lately, brother.&quot; He refolds his arms. &quot;Contempt for anyone who could be a criminal, disregard for the innocent, for mercy, taking your Grudge out on anything you see. ..You even spoke back to Commander Ashmore.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It's not actually the dawn of a new day you goof. XP

Meany:<font color="#660033">(Yes, I know what a dumbwaiter is.)

* Glitch smacks meany :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... It's been growing more frequent and severe. Your heart's beginning to darken.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;That I did.... I still feel bad about it, but then, he insulted my superiors in Braxton Falls, and all of our work there.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">&quot;You're a mean one. Mister Miron.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">&quot;Your heart's an EEEEEMPTY HOOOOOLE&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, there you are. ... Vonain, right? Or Vonian?&quot; A brown-haired human in green with a lute approaches.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I ... eh. If you had seen Gradia's face then.. you'd have done something, too.. I believe.. think.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus sighs again. &quot;..I wish you would just blame Lloth, and stop lashing out at every Drow alive. She's the one that's responsible. But it's spread out.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... okay I'm sorry. It's bugging me. :B

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

* Liatai is brick'd!

* Thomas Lazarus leans forward a little. &quot;I have not forgotten the attack in the barn. I know that was not entirely a mistake. And our arguments lately have been growing more serious.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I suppose it was a failing of mine... and Commander Ashmore doesn't take those things lightly.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;As for the barn...&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;You weren't supposed to be there. None of you. And honestly, if I seen you, or Anise amongst their numbers, I would have hesitated.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yaaaaay she made it up the stairs :D

Older Olidammaran:<font color="#000000">&quot;So what's your story, mummer? While we're sharing tales. There's got to be one behind those wraps of yours.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;But ... with those that were there.. at the time I simply had to assume the worst. That they have joined the traitors wishing to overturn law and order of a battle-torn city.&quot;

Rosanna Baker:<font color="#000000">&quot;Maybe he's a raggamoffyn!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Because as far as I know Gnogglebolt and Tathi, they would fully be capable of such deeds.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(fuck where did I leave Vonain. |D )

Older Olidammaran:<font color="#000000">&quot;A raggamoffyn chef. Now that's a tale in the making.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(oh there he is)

* Thomas Lazarus squints. &quot;You nearly killed Gnogglebolt. ''Edaric. Sszeyl''. Leaving the boy just for having the tongue any boy his age in his situation would have.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;And for what?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;All sacrifices for a greater task ahead. Every single one of them.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;To get a man that you know damn well isn't as big of a problem as you act like he is.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm?&quot; Vonain turns around. &quot;Oh, hello...oh, you're one of the guys that saved me! I'm still hoping to get back together with all of you for some proper group introductions and filling in, once Thomas Lazarus is done upstairs.&quot;

Flynn Baker:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, there are those stories, you know, about constructs that don't act like constructs and dance through the fields of battle. They say they can pass for humans, and have blades that unfold from their arms... What were they called again...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( The spellings are actually interchangable. =3= Colour *bricked!!* ))

Meany:<font color="#660033">&quot;Have you ever noticed that when people say 'sacrifice for the greater good' the 'greater good' never ever includes you?&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain looks up. &quot; Wonder what's taking him so long.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">&quot;You do the sacrificing, and never see any of the payoff.&quot;

* Edaric looks up, too. &#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 5 + 10 = 15&#160;  &#187; Listen...

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;It doesn't seem a great problem to you... you haven't ever seen him anywhere besides sitting around a campfire, or now, slaying fiends.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Drow or not, the man is a menace to public order.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">By existing.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well maybe public order is too important to you.&quot; Tom glowers.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... If I had to guess... someone asked for some priestly confidence. Let's not interrupt.&quot; :3 &quot;Edaric Tonmor, by the way. I'm with the Vigilant Guardians.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Because I can tell you one thing; one objective fact, clear of any bias.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;When I look for them.. ... ..I can't see him. But I've begun to see you.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You need to let go of some of this hatred before it rots your soul, brother.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(hahaha, +1 for acknowledging raggamoffyns xD )

Jay Sawyer:<font color="#000000">&quot;I've heard of them, too -- blast it, what were they called. Quick, no.... Nimblewrights! That's it.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:30 lagcheck?

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Seriously we called her Lloth on Teiravon I'll never get used to it. *bricked* ))

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh it's simple enough. it's a reminder of a vow to my parents. I was burned in the same fire that took their lives. I failed to save em. And my attempts only left me scarred. Untill I can redeem their names among my tribe, I will not seek to have the burns healed. And well..most people are put off by someone who's face is closer to fitting an undead than one still among the living. Especially when eating what I cook. Wouldn't want anyone put off the food I make just because of my looks, now would I?&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... yyyyyup I think I'm lagging something fierce, I just saw Hatari's rebuttal to my spelling correction. ^^;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain's not actually listening for Thomas nor looking for him. Has no idea he's on the balcony. :B

Miron:<font color="#000000">*shrugs* &quot;I don't know what to say.He certainly sees himself as righteous... much like any fool rallying for a cause.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">&quot;Much like you see youtself.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">yourself*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Well, 15 meets the default whisper volume check. And Tom sure wasn't rolling bluff.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Don't forget +2 DC for every 10 feet

Glitch:<font color="#000000">So that puts it out.

* Thomas Lazarus lowers his head. &quot;..Look.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It's not about him.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Perhaps that is what keeps his soul clean of taint despite the madness and chaos he spreads. That, or the hellish deities have a perverse sense of humour.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'm just saying this for you. So you know.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You've been edging over the line.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Edaric Tonmor, of the Vigilant Guardians. Nice to meet you!&quot; Vonain holds out a hand to shake--his left hand, though.

Miron:<font color="#000000">*nods* &quot;I have, I suppose. The work of an inquisitor can be hard, perilous and thankless.. in more than one sense.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Though I wanted to save introductions until I could get all of you 'Vigilant Guardians' in once place, because there's really something you ought to know about me if we're to work together.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;And I'd really rather not have to bring it up more than once.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You oughta strongly consider that vacation we talked about.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;That said, was there anything you needed specifically?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;We are instruments of justice... and like the tools of a peasant, we can grow crooked and pitted with use&quot;

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( :30 ))

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Lialagcheck at :30

* Thomas Lazarus takes a deep breath and seems to lighten up. &quot;... Well. I'm glad you're hearing me out and giving it due thought, atleast.&quot;

* Edaric raises an eyebrow at the slight social faux pas, before laughing and offering his left hand as well. &quot;A southpaw, huh? -- Okay, fair enough.&quot; :3 &quot;Not me, specifically. But the Olidammarans in the basement have been asking after you.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;That's about all I wanted.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:30 at :34. Yikes.

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Crap that was a million years ago. She's in Hugheslagland. :31 ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:31 at :35

Miron:<font color="#000000">*nods* &quot;I shall see once this is over. . .and once the situation with me is clear. I'm thinking about asking for the transfer to be made permanent.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom simply nods once.

Meany:<font color="#660033">:32

Glitch:<font color="#000000">O shit for Hughescrap.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Let's hope she rubberbands.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:32 at :36

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">ffff- hughes. &gt;:|

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Lialagcheck at :34

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You seem to like them well enough.. ... ..so whatever works out best, I suppose.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;But if that's sorted out... maybe I'll take a few weeks off, if Commander Coisurn will allow. I was thinking of visiting Jones's Rock, and a few other branches up here... hell, I might take Anise along, and you if you'd want to. The Veld is as close to home as I have.. and asides from that, It'll give me something to do. I .. can you imagine me taking time off and doing nothing. . . the last time, when I had that slime disease, I almost went mad.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">&quot;I'm sorry Inquisitor Steelsprocket.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus scoffs lightly. &quot; If I'm not completely swamped for the rest of my life..&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">&quot;Butt according to the Mace regulation book.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( :35 ))

Meany:<font color="#660033">-t

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:35 at :37

Meany:<font color="#660033">&quot;You have been in service long enough, for a Gnome of your age. I am afraid, that we are obligated to retire you.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;If you are not, sure enough. Maybe you and Cadamon are right, and an airing will do our heads some good after this.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">looks like she may be catching up. :36

Meany:<font color="#660033">&quot;Please, collect your severance package from your commander, collect your things, and leave Mace premesis by the end of business today.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:36 at :38

Meany:<font color="#660033">Miron's worst nightmare.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">:36

Meany:<font color="#660033">:36

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It's up to you. Getting away from this ugly work certainly won't do you any harm.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And if not... then I suppose it's up to Saint Cuthbert and my former fellows to judge me the day I shall stand at the step of his Holy Basilica.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... Well. Regardless of where you go or what you do, we'll still be brothers.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Even if you're a complete little arse all the time.&quot; He smirks.

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( :37 ))

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And even if you're more obstinate than the Wise Fool's mule every now and then.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:37 at :39

Miron:<font color="#000000">The inquisitor smiles.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I certainly have my days.&quot; He sighs wistfully.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Well. There's more work to do. Shall we?&quot;

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

Meany:<font color="#660033">Why brain.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">:38

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( MEANY NO ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:38 at :40, gonna finish reading this article and then lagcheck again.

Meany:<font color="#660033">I am now picturing Miron doing a theme intro for a new show.

Meany:<font color="#660033">&quot;The Fresh Prince of Braxton Falls.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">:39

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( WHY ))

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Though, you best give the heads-up to Stanford... He ordered me here, and I think one pissed off commander is enough for a year, much less a day.&quot;

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

* VAE doesn't get the reference

Meany:<font color="#660033">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AVbQo3IOC_A

Glitch:<font color="#000000">I'm sure someone will youtubelink momentarily. :B

Glitch:<font color="#000000">There it is.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">:40

Meany:<font color="#660033">Doing a Miron'd version of that.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'll vouch for you. As much as I can be sure without dumping complex holy banishments through you, you're still just you.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*grins*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... But be wary, brother.&quot; Tom grows slightly grim.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;After all, no need to lie. I could hold the sword, all said and done.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It is easier for them to find their way into the minds of troubled men. Be cautious in the coming days.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I shall heed your warning. Eli already mentioned I should sleep warded, after all.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus nods once more. &quot;Very good.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;though.. by the tone of her voice, she'd have preferred me not to sleep at all, on the off chance I messed up the ward or it wasn't strong enough. You know, abjurers.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*grins*

* Thomas Lazarus huffs lightly before stepping out.

Meany:<font color="#660033">:44

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">SSZEYLPORTATION ZOMG

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:44 at :44!

Meany:<font color="#660033">:D

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I was just about to type :44, too. XD

* Thomas Lazarus finally returns outside, near Mother Selaren.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... now, did Glitch catch Edaric's response? :B

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">YAY! Liatai returns to current time frame!!! :3

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Lia; I did.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Was waiting for you to rubberband before continuing. :U

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Now will. :U

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;The Olidamarrans...? --Oh. Oh, I think I know why...alright, take me to them.&quot;

* Luanne Selaren has ben waiting patiently in the hallway, and smiles politely.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">To Luanne, Tom nods. &quot;Beg your pardon.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..The business that distracted me was also the business I had to raise with you, holy Mother.&quot;

* Edaric nods, offering a sympathetic smile, leading the way to the basement. &quot;.... Just to make sure you're going in prepared. Do you know anything about Olidammaran wakes and funerals?&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">By this time, it's probably safe to say that Serrierr's already moved up to the top level and is checking the last of the patients with his meteor hammer.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">...and with a +21 Listen modifier, he certainly heard what was said. But he acts as if he didn't, and simply passes by without a word.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">A little more blunt than I expected, but..

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">..Kord Angel.. :B

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">...Hmm, good question. -Would- I know anything about an Olidamarran 'word'? I'd imagine I've been friendly with them in the past, but it depends on how prominent this is...

Luanne Selaren:<font color="#000000">&quot;I suppose, then, that you should go first. Pardon me -- would you prefer Andy or... 'Crow,' you said? &quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom folds his arms and glances to the spectacled teen, as though considering his words. He looks back to Luanne.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">They're party folk, so I'd imagine it's no big secret. But if you'd like to be sure, Knowledge (religion) check.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">...where's the teen? And I didn't see him say anything...

* Luanne Selaren leads the way back to the balcony.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I've got this one.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">That's why I asked, I don't have knowledge. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Int check, then. :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Omg.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">So, perhaps heard of them, but not particularly familiar with the details. &#171; &#160;1d20+0 = 7 + 0 = 7&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">It's the canvas.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&#171; &#160;1d20+10+mod = 17 + 10 + 2 = 29&#160; <font color="#660033">&#187; Craft (painting) check!

* Bespectacled Teen puffs up a little, but flounders a bit in front of the actual giant adventurer. &quot; Either's fine. &quot; &gt;|

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Oh, wake, not word, pardon me.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;...&quot; Tom watches for a moment without moving.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You know that they usually look like parties, and people swap stories at them. Like most Olidammaran rites.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Could I ask you for a favor before I go, sir?&quot;

* Bespectacled Teen blinks at being called 'sir.' o.o

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;I've heard of it, it's more like a party to celebrate the good parts and stories of when the people were alive...but is there something I should know?&quot;

Bespectacled Teen:<font color="#000000">&quot;Uh... sure?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus makes a beckoning gesture.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Please lay your hand on the pommel of this blade.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">After a few moments, the short inquisitor steps down as well, and off he goes to Stanford first. ''Justice... a madman comes through clean, and I'm the one who ... No. It's not that. It's a sacrifice. Doing everything I can to further the will of Saint Cuthbert, the rule of law and what is holy, without regard for others, and without regard for myself. Even if it puts my soul in peril. After all one who shovels dung reeks of dung.. maybe it's the same with souls. Who knows...I just wish this was finally over, that I could see their heads roll and know that justice was done.''

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">TOUCH MY SWORD CHILD. *fbi brick'd*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Oh I knew this was coming. I was just waiting for it.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sounds like you've got the gist of it, but two things. Don't sit at a spot at the table that has food and drink, but no one sitting there; those are the offerings and seats for the spirits of the dead, and it's both rude and bad luck to sit on the dead and eat their food.&quot; {:3 &quot;And second...&quot;

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">I was honestly surprised no one jumped at it. Meany, VAE, I am disappoint.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Chaining up cute kids is kind of my schtick, Tommy. |3c

* Glitch throws a heavy 1990's television at Ghost.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">LAUGH IT UP EVERYBODY.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain nods.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;You'll be expected to share at least one story about the 'guests of honor' you were close to, since no one else at the gathering knew them. ... And it's okay to let loose when doing so. That's kind of expected.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Still somewhat sweaty and ruffled, Inquisitor Steelsprocket comes before Acting Commander Stanford. &quot;Acting Commander Stanford, I report that I have been inspected, and have passed fully.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain smiles. &quot;...I'll be sure to do that.&quot;

Roy Stanford:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good. I will check with Inquisitor Lazarus once this interrogation is complete.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">And with that, he follows Edaric to the basement.

* Bespectacled Teen hesitantly approaches. &quot;... It's not one of those shocking tricks is it?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It shouldn't be.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thank you, Acting Commander. Permission to leave.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;This is a holy brand; the blade I use to destroy fiends. I am only asking this to make sure you are safe.&quot; Tom's honest, atleast.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain walks in to the room, and greets the Olidamarrans.

* Bespectacled Teen touches the pommel of the sword; no reaction. &quot;... A lot of gems for a sword.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;A dragon made it.&quot;

Martin Sawyer:<font color="#000000">Vonain is welcomed in, and offered a plate of food and a cup of (unfortunately, and they apologize for this) watered-down wine.

Bespectacled Teen:<font color="#000000">O_o

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He replaces it. &quot;..Thank you.&quot; The boy gets a respectful nod.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">AUGH WHA

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;What, I don't get a turn?&quot; HOLY HELL WHAT

Bespectacled Teen:<font color="#000000">&quot;A... dragon? You can't be serious -- !!!!&quot; And the kid backpedals and nearly falls onto the bench. O_O;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">I already got you, silly elf. :B

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">but not watered down soup!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tathi gets flatly headbonked with it. =3=

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">You were in the basement. :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">uh, stanford?

Roy Stanford:<font color="#000000">&quot;Permission granted.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">(Miron was pretty much just asking permission to leave.)

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Ow! The heck was that for? It's not my fault you couldn't hear your own armor making a crash landing.&quot; |D

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Waaiiit a seconnndd. 'Ow'? That's not right..&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom follows up his investigation. Prod, knock, poke. |3

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

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain accepts the food, and after nibbling on it for a bit, he walks over to the table of 'empty' seats, and walks to two seats that he pretends his squadmates are sitting in and rests his hands on the backs of the chairs. &quot; I'm sorry...so sorry I couldn't save you guys. I thought you had gotten away, when the captured me, they took my things and I didn't know anymore...but hey, we knew what the job was when we signed up, right? Not the first squad to break, and won't be the last....it's just what we do.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&#171; &#160;1d20+10+mod = 4 + 10 + 2 = 16&#160; <font color="#660033">&#187; Craft (painting) check!

Miron:<font color="#000000">The short gnome walks over to the basement, intending to find Gradia and report on their findings before anything else is dealt with.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">29 and 16...eh.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">I'll take it.

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">Gradia is glaring at the loud Kordites, trying to write in a logbook.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Quiddit!&quot; Tathi says, swatting at the sword. Then she glares at Thomas.. and promptly grabs his wrist. ZZZZZAP. Well, thank goodness he cut his hair, or he'd like 10x sillier right now. &quot;That answer your question?&quot; She says, hands on hips.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot; Seeya on the other side someday Morgan, Hallock.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">YOU KNOW THOMAS COULD JUST SELL THEIR STUFF AND REZ THEM AND--

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">AT LEAST TEN NOISE VIOLATIONS. &gt;| *brick'd*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Quiet. This is a plot death. You can't fix dramatic plot deaths. It's in the rules. =3=

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">And with that, Vonain turns around and joins the Olidamarrans, and indeed shares some of his more spectacular stories of them.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Just look at Aerith!

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">--and besides, I don't have their bodies. :B

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Can't rez without a body unless you're like level 17.

Sharp-Eyed Olidammaran:<font color="#000000">&quot;Morgan and Hallock... right? What were they like?&quot;

Sharp-Eyed Olidammaran:<font color="#000000">You're not getting away with not telling backstory that easily! *BRICK'D*

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Sszeyl finishes the painting...rolls it up, and promptly casts it into the air.

* Thomas Lazarus staggers and maintains a good-natured look even while flinching and having his hair puff out. {|3

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">People on the floor below, incoming~

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;--Yep, you're you..&quot; =w=;;

Ball of Light 3:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Oh no!!! &quot; An archon flits by and catches it before it lands in the fountain.

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( *snrk* ))

Miron:<font color="#000000">Stares for a moment, unsure whether to interrupt. &quot;Inquisitor Steelsprocket reporting... if I may.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Right, now, smarty-pants, how did the exorcism go? I was talking to Viceth. Would you believe he insisted on kneeling to me and calling me Lady?&quot;

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes. You may, report.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">He's standing alert, hard. &quot;I was held up by an exorcism.. and the possession checks&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus seems amused. &quot; Lady Tathi, huh..&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well, I can believe it.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">And a new canvas.

* Bespectacled Teen leans a little closer, eavesdropping. &gt;.&gt; Real adventurers talking about adventuring stuff!

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Worse. With my family name.&quot; She says.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&#171; &#160;1d20+10+mod = 13 + 10 + 2 = 25&#160; <font color="#660033">&#187; Craft (painting) check!

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;--but, Hallock never realized that I had been sneaking new, blank papers into his bag and taking out the finished ones until he actually rached for the bag at the same time my hand was in it! Oh man, he gave me quite a right cross for that one...&quot; Random out-of-context excerpt of story. :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&#171; &#160;1d20+10+mod = 8 + 10 + 2 = 20&#160; <font color="#660033">&#187; Craft (painting) check!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Not bad.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Aw dammit, I've been caught. |D

Roland Rosenbloom:<font color="#000000">&quot;What do you have there, good archon?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">That should have been reached, I guess.. though &quot;rached&quot; sounds like some obscure argot the Radiant Trinity might use

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">*reached

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;--Oop. Hold on just one second..&quot; Tom cracks the door and peers out onto the balcony.

VAE:<font color="#000000">so, well done, unintentionally

Glitch:<font color="#000000">--wait, what the hell

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Okay

Ball of Light 3:<font color="#000000">&quot; Someone threw a canvas... &quot; The archon brings the painting down, and the knight unfurls it.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I hope I haven't kept you waiting on me, Mother Selaren.&quot; ^^;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">I'm -certain- now that some lines aren't getting to me.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Please, feel free..&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">what was it the Lantern went to catch before it landed in the fountain?

* Luanne Selaren waves a hand politely. &quot;It's fine. Take your time. It's a pleasant night.&quot; :) &quot;I'll be here when you're ready.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">I wonder how much Thomas appreciates greeting Mother Selaren with his hair standing on end.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">TATHI YOUR PORTRAIT IS WEIRD SHAPED

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Glitch - Sszeyl threw a canvas into the air.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I can never spot it when logskimming XP

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

</i> Glitch:<font color="#000000">Lialagcheck :11

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:11 at :14. ^^;;;;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Ehn. My mother is technically a Lady, too. You two would get along well.&quot; |3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It's not that big of a deal. Nervous?&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">....uhoh, I think Lia's lagging again.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Lialagcheck :13

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:13 at :15, but I was scrolled up.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I picture Sszeyl's disposed-of paintings as being these amazing landscapes with a single scruff and then angry scribbles all over it and crude &quot;NO, NOO&quot; and holes punched in it.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">And the archon is just like, &quot;o.o;;&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Well.. every noble I have ever met was either obsessed with their station.. or some pompous ass. See, your parents don't even strike me as 'nobles' at all. Just good folk who deserve what they've got. Oh, and we've never had a noble in my family, either. Mom's gonna flip a coffin lid.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">RRrrrr! Hurry up and finish all that stuff on the top level so I can get the Vigilant Guardians all together for exposition! I need to contact my own superiors and I can't do that until then! Dx

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Ninja!Tathi hurries for no one.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">and I -thought- this was gonna be done at the -start- of today's session. Rrrrr. :E

* Dr. Hatari chuckles. &quot;Well thank you for your kind words.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Lialagcheck at :15

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I MEAN

* Thomas Lazarus chuckles. &quot;Well thank you for your kind words.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:15 at :17

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">FUCK YOU HATARI. I NEVER LOVED YOU.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">PAY NO ATTENTION TO THE MINDFLAYER DOKTOR BEHIND THE CURTAIN

Tathi: <font color="#9933ff">(( *tathi throws chili powder on his tentacles* ))

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..To answer your original question, it succeeded.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Lialagcheck :16

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Our part of the operation went without trouble- we have met relatively light resistance, rescued fourteen of the Olidammarans, and rendezvoused with the Yoriver group who have rescued seven and accounted for sixteen, who were unfortunately in the state of undeath when found.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:16 at :19. I'm gonna scroll up really quick and read a bit of backlog, then lagcheck again shortly.

* Thomas Lazarus grows a little more serious. &quot;..And prompted a new round of safety measures. The specifics of which I think I'll save for private discourse.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Oh good to hear. So now we're checking for devils everywhere, hrm? Good. I'd check Kor first thing, if I were you.&quot; She says with a smirk.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">A hall of statues. Dimly lit by a vast open doorway. Only a few of these statues are clearly defined: An obviouly muscled man in loose clothes. An elvish woman in heavy armor, carrying a shield and mace. A human wizard, ancient and feeble, reading from a tome. A Dwarf man, frozen in lamentation. The statues continue, that the viewer can tell with a bit of thinking, in a spiral pattern, with the listed statues being latest to earliest in the spiral. It continues the breadth of the chamber, going up the walls along a curved path, and into a seemingly endless tower. At the door, however, is a winged figure. Malefic, red eyed and pointed toothed, carrying a massive spiked mace; expression set in a decidedly malicious grin. On the back is the title.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Tragic.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">:18

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Lialagcheck :18

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well..&quot; He glances uneasily to the teen and back, then shrugs faintly. &quot;Yes.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Asides from the original plan, we have also detained two murderers who have gotten loose, one suspect claiming to be arrested for book theft... and Inquisitor Lazarus suspects him of being Aasimar in heritage, one town guard enthralled by one of the aforementioned murderers, and a warlock member of the Radiant Trinity.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Serrierr was helping.&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">And you know, if Tathi is 'smart', she might think that the 'new safety measure' had -something- to do with the fact Serrierr had everyone touch his meteor hammer, Tathi Included...

* Thomas Lazarus raises his tone slightly. &quot;..But everyone's been fine.&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">which you probably missed because you were in a different window, ghoooost. :B

Meany:<font color="#660033">Serrier touches children with the hammer.

Meany:<font color="#660033">&quot;I NEED AN ADULT.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">&quot;I am an adult.&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">And yes, Kor was touched with the hammer as well. :B

Meany:<font color="#660033">:19

Tathi: <font color="#9933ff">(( tech, get out of your game, you missed that I responded to that. ))

* Thomas Lazarus folds his arms. &quot;..By the way..&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi squints a little, then smirks. &quot;So that's what that was about.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">darnit, Lia's -gaining- lag! D: * Glitch bounces in seat. -3-

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Something interesting has just come up..&quot; He looks down and raises a brow.

* Railock straps glitch down, cause you bouncing doesn't really do much to help

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;On the way back we were scried upon by Roland Osmul, one of Count Montclaire's court mages .. a cleric or an archivist of Hextor. For the duration of the scry, we have ceased movement so as to not reveal our intended destination.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">:21

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Oh? What is it?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You can.. teleport.. of course. How.. ... ..how many of us could you take with you when you do that?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;By now, the inquisitor the other group have detained has been exorcised, and everyone present has been checked for possession by Inquisitor Lazarus and the Eladrin Serrier, under orders of Acting Commander Stanford.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;That's been brought up before, and it's an interesting theory. Frankly, Thomas? The spell's limits have never been tested. It's always been kind of a.. selfish spell. A way for wizards to take themselves and a few others wherever they want. As far as I know? So long as they are touching me or someone who IS touching me, I can bring them along. But, like I said.. higher theoritcal limits of the spell remain untested.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I've been studying and praying to that end.. teleporting, I mean. There's an old prayer ritual for it. Recalling.&quot; He rubs his chin. &quot;..I think I may be ready to handle it.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:24 lagcheck.

Meany:<font color="#660033">&quot;Epic teleport!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Really? You? Teleporting?&quot; She says.. and gets a worried look. Whut.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Nothing else notable has occured during the mission that I am privy to... And for reference, the devil we have exorcised from our unfortunate colleague was an osyluth. The high ranks are starting to appear among their numbers.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We might be able to just.. flash everyone with us between here and Castleton and back.&quot; He rubs his chin. &quot;..Wouldn't that really be something?&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">lagcheck at :24

* Thomas Lazarus waves his hand in the air, &quot;Well not like you do it, no. The prayer. The word of recalling home.&quot; ^^;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Just.. make sure you concentrate and know the area you're teleporting to really well okay??&quot; ^^;;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;But it's similar!&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:24 at :26

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Oh! Okay. That should be.. a lot safer.&quot; ^^;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh, as if it would be any more dangerous than you doing it.&quot; =3=

Glitch:<font color="#000000">:26

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:26 at :26 :D

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Hey I'm a wizard okay? I didn't borrow my magic from a being with a mind infinitely more complex than mine, that's all I'm saying, okay?&quot; =3=

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Yay!

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

Meany:<font color="#660033">:D

Tathi: <font color="#9933ff">(( just in time to catch a class fight. XP ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Cobbling together cosmic dweomercraft and lore from books and trial and error sounds so much better.&quot; =w=;

Ball of Light 3:<font color="#000000">.... the archon and the knight look at each other with matching expressions of o_o;;; ... that is, if the archon had a face.

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

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;That's because it's tradition!&quot; She says, sticking her tongue out.

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

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anything I should elaborate upon, Senior Analyst Thorngage?&quot;

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

Ball of Light 3:<font color="#000000">Together they immediately roll up the painting and hide it from the kids. o_o;;;;;;;;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000"> <b>DUCK SEASON

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

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF"> WABBIT SEASON

</i> Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;--The point is..&quot;

Miron:<font color="#330066"> DROW SEASON

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..I just thought you should know. It may be something we can do now.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I'll keep it in mind. But right now? I couldn't bear the thought of leaving this place in the state it's in.&quot;

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Not at present, inquisitor, though reports on any interrogations of these captured people and of our possessed brother would be appreciated.&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Oh yeah, meanwhile.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;No. No.. definitely not.&quot; He folds his arms.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Once Serrierr has finished checking everyone Thomas didn't on the top level...

Malachite:<font color="#000000">A good idea anyway.

</i> Holy CRIPES where did that little dragon come from. O_o

Malachite:<font color="#000000">Ninjaness is apparently an Eyllisaearsithek thing.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;ACK.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I was thinking if we needed supplies.. ... ..but Nathan sounds like he has covered that for us. Bless him.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">|O

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi whirls around, glaring at Malachite.

Malachite:<font color="#000000">... What?

</i> |D

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">He returns to the basement and seeks out the smiths (only Gnogglebolt right now?) And puts in a request.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Uhoh, #3 and Knight.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Another one!

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Imma pluck your scales, missy.&quot; &gt;:|

Malachite:<font color="#000000">Look, I'm just saying. Good idea to not try teleporting.

</i> Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I shall find out as much as I am able to... I believe tour formerly possessed brother is about to rouse himself soon. Permission to leave.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Did anyone else picture Rita Repulsa shouting on the moon 'MAKE MY TEENY RIN GROOWWW'

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Thomas, check Malachite to make sure she's not possessed.&quot; &gt;|D

Meany:<font color="#660033">Miron Mirosa.

Malachite:<font color="#000000">The last time Rae tried teleporting into Yoriver, we got shunted into one of the prisons! It was an epic fight getting out of there let me tell you.

</i> Meany:<font color="#660033">MAGIC MACE.

Meany:<font color="#660033">MAKE MY COMERADES GROW!

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">&quot;I managed to take down quite a few of those Fallen creatures during the fight, but it occurred to me I could have been more effective if I had a better ability to strike at a distance...&quot; and thus, he requisitions some throwing weapons sized for him. :U

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

* Thomas Lazarus raises his brows. &quot;...&quot;

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">&quot;Permission granted.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Thank you. I'll keep that in mind.&quot; :o

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi blinks. &quot;Wait what?&quot; She says, and then covers her mouth with her hand. &quot;Oh gods..&quot; SPELLCRAFT TIIIIIIME or would this be knowledge arcana?

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Throwing weapons because his very considerable strength bonus is applicable to damage.

VAE:<font color="#000000">And now I'm stuck imagining Miron and Gradia as Lord Zed and Rita Repulsa

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom then steps over and prods Malachite in the air with his pommel. :3

Ball of Light 3:<font color="#000000">D: !! The archon catches the painting again. &quot; Who keeps throwing these?! &quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">You do know they ended up turning good, right.

Meany:<font color="#660033">But not before having a kid.

* VAE falls over laughing

Meany:<font color="#660033">That went on a rampage after they turned good.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Rita Repulsa?

VAE:<font color="#000000">wait .. . does that make the Sun Raiders Power Rangers?

Malachite:<font color="#000000">.... the pseudodragon has glomped onto the hilt. I guess that's a good sign. WHOA that's some good shiny. *w*

Meany:<font color="#660033">Went on to become -the Queen and Source- of all -Good Magic in existence.-

VAE:<font color="#000000">also.. means that Thompson is that bird-thing

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Guess she's clean.&quot; =w=;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Lagcheck :33

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Spellcraft would work.

Meany:<font color="#660033">:33

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:33 at :33

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

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+15 = 14 + 15 = 29&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; spellcraft! -5 if its necromancy or illusion, +2 if it's evocation!

Glitch:<font color="#000000">okay cool

Meany:<font color="#660033">#7 is right there, though.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Watching this happen.

Miron:<font color="#000000">And Miron runs upstairs again, and to his Yoriver colleagues he returns.

Meany:<font color="#660033">But he's too stoned to care.

Meany:<font color="#660033">|D

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Malachite gets some petting and then gently lifted away from the hilt. ^^;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;So.. that's done... Lyle, Ansramil, any idea when's the redhead going to be questioned?&quot;

Malachite:<font color="#000000">Is that a star sapphire? And a diamond! Whoa! -- Hey!

</i> The dragon glomps down onto the hilt. My shiny!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Alright.. well. I've kept Mother Selaren waiting a while. And then I believe Vonain wanted to formally meet all of us. Until then, Tathi. Business, business..&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; Oh fine you can come with me; I don't care.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom reshoulders his scabbard.

Meany:<font color="#660033">It's your shiny when you're older, and you've proven you can be responsible.

Malachite:<font color="#000000">Thomas gains +1 shoulderdragon.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi follows along regardless.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Serrier gives meteor hammer to Kor

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Sszeyl waves from across the balcony.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Painting again.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Kor jolt'd because he's CE

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&#171; &#160;1d20+10+mod = 10 + 10 + 2 = 22&#160; <font color="#660033">&#187; Craft (painting) check!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&#171; &#160;1d20+10+mod = 18 + 10 + 2 = 30&#160; <font color="#660033">&#187; Craft (painting) check!

VAE:<font color="#000000">He did say he's checking animals too

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">*w*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom doesn't seem to really mind the cute creature hanging out. Not... really. ^^;

Bespectacled Teen:<font color="#000000">... sneak sneak &#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 10 + 6 = 16&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+6 = 12 + 6 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Hide and Move Silently. Eavesdropping!

* Thomas Lazarus returns the wave.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Spot: &#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 14 + 5 = 19&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; Listen: &#171;  &#160;1d20+5 = 15 + 5 = 20&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

* Ball of Light 2 tsks. =3=

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

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+2+floor((wisdom-10)/2) = 17 + 2 + floor((13 - 10) / 2) = 20&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; Spot!

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+2+floor((wisdom-10)/2) = 13 + 2 + floor((13 - 10) / 2) = 16&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; listen!

* Ball of Light 3 and the Ehlonnan knight examine this painting with some trepidation.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">YOU'RE FIVE HUNDRED YEARS TOO EARLY TO SPY ON GUARDIANS. *SNAP* SWALLOWTAIL.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">SUDDENLY NINJA -- no ninja's asleep. =3=

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Meanwhile, a ninja looks up blankly with supper on her face. &quot;=3=?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Inquisitors at 2nd floor say anything?

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi glances, and then smirks. She walks right alongside Thomas and whispers, &quot;We've got a fan, and it's not a dragon.&quot;

Lyle Petersen:<font color="#000000">&quot;Whenever he wakes up. I think the commander's trying to glare him into wakefulness.&quot; =3=

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom decides not to disturb the busy artist and nods to Luanne. &quot;Beg your pardon for keeping you waiting, ma'am.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom gives Tathi the faintest look of sly acknowledgement.

Luanne Selaren:<font color="#000000">&quot;No trouble. What was your business, first?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I kind of like him when he's not trying to be all tough and independent. =3=

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sounds allright... Gradia ordered me to be there and report anything that we might find out.&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">(by the way, if anyone noted the requisition for ranged weapons sized for this guy, I -wanted- to get a large-sized Great Crossbow from Races of Stone, but that's unfortunately an Exotic weapon and no martial or simple...and with a low(er) dex, that'd be terrible.

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

* VAE reminded of Detritus from the Ankh-Morpork City Watch

VAE:<font color="#000000">he has a &quot;crossbow&quot; - he hauls around a ballista

VAE:<font color="#000000">(is a troll)

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Danman; pretty much. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well.&quot; He rests his hands on the banister.

Railock:<font color="#000000">more like a heavy ballista

Railock:<font color="#000000">one shot, building is gone

Glitch:<font color="#000000">A large-sized Great Crossbow basically shoots javelins. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;The exorcism has gone well, and the young man is now safe.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;......&quot; He knits his brow.

Railock:<font color="#000000">detritus's crossbow shoots bundles of arrows that effectivly become a shotgun spread of destruction

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">But it *is* a ballista

VAE:<font color="#000000">He just uses bundles of arrows as amm

VAE:<font color="#000000">Also, Railock, you read Discworld?

Luanne Selaren:<font color="#000000">&quot;That is a relief to hear. I'm certain his brothers and sisters will want to have words with him, but I'll send a healer to his room posthaste to ensure everything is as it should be.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">I... I might just like you slightly more all of a sudden.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Another...not so chipper scene. A lone figure, an old man, seated upon a throne in a massive dining hall. Great feasting tables lined up with empty dishes, with skeletons seated at the chairs. No light exists inside the room save for one massive window, casting shadows upon the assembly. The shadows cast by this window show a scen of a massive fight. Men with swords and spears descending upon helpless figures. On the back is the title: &quot;The Sound of Waring Spears fills the Empty Castle.&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">O damn, I totally forgot to have Serrierr actually tell Thomas that 'all was clear', as far as he could tell. :B But then again, Thomas must have seen him flitting about the top level checking the last of the people with his meteor hammer, so he should be able to deduce if anything had come up, Serrierr would have been prompt of mentioning it or making a scene. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;The other concern was --&quot; Tom knocks the closed doors with his scabbard. &quot;--sensitive.&quot; =3=

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">But a third one is casully sent drifting down.

Ball of Light 3:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- !!! &quot; Archon swoop!

Ball of Light 3:<font color="#000000">&quot; Another one! &quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Are you tormenting angels

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">That is so delicious

Chilly Kid:<font color="#000000">&quot;What is it, I wanna see, I wanna see!&quot;

Roland Rosenbloom:<font color="#000000">&quot;L-- let us get a look first.&quot; ^^;

Railock:<font color="#000000">he's my favorite author, actually have all the regular, the children onesbased off the aching girl, and one of the big illistrated ones. the rat on a stick a few weeks ago were a picture of the recipe that's in nanny ogg's discworld cookbook

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">PORN &gt;:O

Bespectacled Teen:<font color="#000000">The kid is buffeted away from the door by a pushy archon. =3=;;;;

VAE:<font color="#000000">He's awesome, isn't he?

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#FF0000">Thank you. =3=

VAE:<font color="#000000">I love the City Watch-related books

VAE:<font color="#000000">Guards! Guards! was the first one I read

Railock:<font color="#000000">heh. those were the first ones I read as well, guards guards through feet of clay. got me trying to grab all the others

VAE:<font color="#000000">Best ones I think were Night Watch and Fifth Elephant, so far.

VAE:<font color="#000000">also, seen the BBC done movie of The Truth

VAE:<font color="#000000">was awesumz

* Luanne Selaren smiles, watching the archon through the windows. She then glances back to Thomas.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Especially since the slovak translation was actually decent, as in, they managed to get the names to work

Railock:<font color="#000000">loved night watch, definatly one of the best. havent seen that, though recently saw in a bookstore when I didn't have the moeny the screenplay for the hogfather

Railock:<font color="#000000">oh nice

Railock:<font color="#000000">we should probably save this for later though and stop clogging up akellon

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom frowns. &quot;..The fiend possessing the boy was an Osyluth. Not a meagre agent of Hell -- not at all. And by the accounts of my peers, they fear he has been so possessed for quite some time. Weeks, possibly. We'll interrogate him when he's rested and recovered.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; That prompted Serrierr and I to begin checking the others in the temple for any hidden signs of Them. Apparently holy sight is no longer enough.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">This one is a decidedly more chipper scene. An old man, walking among an seemingly infinite number of apple trees bearing fruit. Around him, young people stand upon ladders, picking the fruits and bucketing them. Behind the old man trail children, looking in wonder of all the trees; the smallest one seated upon a black bear, while Terri rides upon Papa. The old man doesn't seem too troubled about a child further ahead of the group physically bending one of the trees so another can pick a fruit. On the back is the title: &quot;One can Dream.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Either way, the inquisitor loiters around the group of his colleagues, waiting for something to come out of the former possessee waking up and being talked to.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Of course Sszeyl would dream of havin kids with +3 str scores.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi looks shocked. &quot;Weeks?!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; It's a possibility. We shall see when he awakens.&quot;

* Luanne Selaren nods sadly. &quot;... I had feared such a day would come. They are, unfortunately... more canny than they are often given credit for.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Well... not like it's big trouble. At the moment, there isn't much for me to do, and chatting to NPCs would just clog Lia up even more than she's already

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">And here I am.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Just throwing paintings over the wall.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&#171; &#160;1d20+10+mod = 6 + 10 + 2 = 18&#160; <font color="#660033">&#187; Craft (painting) check!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&#171; &#160;1d20+10+mod = 8 + 10 + 2 = 20&#160; <font color="#660033">&#187; Craft (painting) check!

Chilly Kid:<font color="#000000">The kids do look at this one. :o

* Thomas Lazarus sighs through his nose and approaches.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; On that note.. please touch this. We're being thorough.&quot;

Girl:<font color="#000000">&quot;I wish I could ride a big fluffy dog like that someday.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He offers the pommel of his blade one last time.

Malachite:<font color="#000000">If you can find the pommel through the clinging dragon. 83

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">............ With a snarky flying lizard attached. :B

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Suddenly I smell condesencion.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Oh if it isn't the celestial.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">After putting in his requisition, Serrierr makes his way back up to the top floor.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">:V

* Luanne Selaren covers her mouth and chuckles delicately. &quot;The sword, and not the pseudodragon, I assume?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Y..yes, ma'am.&quot; =w=;

Luanne Selaren:<font color="#000000">No reaction from the blade upon her touch.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He glances sidelong towards Serrierr. &quot;All's well, I pray?&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">He notes Tathi, Thomas, and Mother Luanne. &quot;By the way, terribly sorry, I almost forgot to report. I checked everyone else in the temple. No other 'cases'...that I could tell.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus reshoulders the blade, gently.

* Malachite makes a raspy purring sound, coiling around the blade.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">&quot;There are three people on the main floor, however, who's hearts are filled with petty greed and selfishness. Not dangerous on its own, but...&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">&quot;...I cannot be certain they are clean.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">I wonder who those are.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">But seriously, that's painting #4 down the ceiling.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Pah. Minor evils compared to the horrendous ones we face. We need to prioritize, as I have learned today.&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">&quot;I am fairly sure of it, but cannot be completely certain.&quot;

Blonde Toddler:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oo! Another one!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I wish I could say that's fine.. ... ..but they are the ones most likely to attract a wandering fiend, looking for a host to hide in.&quot;

Ball of Light 3:<font color="#000000">&quot; --Oh! I'll get it! &quot; Archon swoop!

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">&quot;That thought did cross my mind as well.&quot;

Luanne Selaren:<font color="#000000">&quot;Better that they are here, then, then out on the street.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;But I...&quot; He frowns to himself. &quot;...&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">&quot;...but, it would be wrong of me to do anything to them without provocation or proof.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..I'll take care of it.&quot;

Roland Rosenbloom:<font color="#000000">Le unfurl, while trying to keep the kids from looking on, just to be safe.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">&quot;We could deny them access to this temple, but that is not my decision to make, nor would I make it lightly or without cause.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">A split scene.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Why do I guess Kor is one of those three &quot;people&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus shakes his head. &quot; I may know a way, actually..&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">&quot;Petty greed an selfishness&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">That's like, his motto

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;.. But I'll have to ask you to let me handle that privately.&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Serrierr tilts his head.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Priestly confidence.&quot; He doesn't elaborate.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">&quot;...You are trustworthy. If you say so.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Can I come or should I just sneak up on you again?&quot; Tathi asks with a grin.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">&quot;I will trust you with this.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus handwaves at Tathi. &quot;Later, later..&quot; =w=;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">On the left, a massive red dragon, claws clamped over her eyes as orange dragonlings fly around her, picking things up, straightening the treasure hoard, helping the kobold servants, while a male Gold dragon rolls around laughing in the distance.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi giggles, shrugs, and heads off to find her father again.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Oh hey look topaz gemdragons

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Look Terri it's blasphemy

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">.. whom she taps on the nose playfully. &quot;So, how many worlds do I need to shake to get you and mum to move into my sanctuary?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus nods as she leaves, and also to Serrierr. &quot;Thank you.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">On the right, an elvish woman chasing two slightly gray elf children who are absolutely destroying her kitchen. One of them riding upon a chandelier. While a male Drow sits at the kitchen table. Sippin' tea with his pinky out.

* Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek laughs. &quot;We'll have to talk it over, and make sure your sanctuary doesn't explode within the next year or so.&quot; :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... Well.&quot; To Luanne. &quot;That was all the ill news I had to deliver this time. Thankfully.&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">&quot;You are most welcome.&quot; And Serrierr floats away to the main level, and takes up a patrol to check the perimeter of the temple.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;What was it you wished to tell me, Mother Selaren?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">On the back is the title: &quot;Opposed, but not in opposition.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">BLOOD TREASON

Luanne Selaren:<font color="#000000">&quot;... About tomorrow.&quot; The priestess folds her hands. &quot;... I have performed a divination, regarding the hallowing of the temple. Are you able to begin your hour of prayer earlier or later in the day than usual, Father Thomas?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&#171; &#160;1d20+10+mod = 4 + 10 + 2 = 16&#160; <font color="#660033">&#187; Craft (painting) check!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&#171; &#160;1d20+10+mod = 9 + 10 + 2 = 21&#160; <font color="#660033">&#187; Craft (painting) check!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Nope. This one is combusted.

* Thomas Lazarus holds his chin. &quot;I.. suppose I could begin a bit before Dawn, yes.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&#171; &#160;1d20+10+mod = 18 + 10 + 2 = 30&#160; <font color="#660033">&#187; Craft (painting) check!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&#171; &#160;1d20+10+mod = 14 + 10 + 2 = 26&#160; <font color="#660033">&#187; Craft (painting) check!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">That's what I'm talkin' about.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Why did I capitalize dawn

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Random religious significance caps, go away

VAE:<font color="#000000">Because it's a Big Dawn

Luanne Selaren:<font color="#000000">&quot;Pelor has sent me a warning of a hooded lantern stolen away and a dawn red with blood. Our attacks today have likely not gone unnoticed.&quot; She looks out across the courtyard. &quot;... It is my belief that Montclaire's forces may try to interrupt the hallowing ritual, if not the sacred hour of prayer itself.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus flinches. &quot;?!'

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We.. we should tell the others.. ... ..carefully.&quot; He frowns and looks aside. &quot;A panic would serve no one but the Count..&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Yeah, I heard that one, too. :B

Luanne Selaren:<font color="#000000">&quot;I have already asked Father Alfarson and Father Sawyer to prepare, should they need to pick up the hallowing spell in my stead. The templars and priests who live here have already been made aware; we will be praying just before first light. You are, of course, welcome to join us if you wish.&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">But I keep my patrol.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">YOU ARE WORSE THAN TATHI

* Ball of Light 3 flits about, preparing to catch any more floating paintings, while the knight puzzles over the newest one.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">And just in time.

* Malachite growls. Those dastardly devils.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Here you go.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I may, at that.&quot; He nods somberly.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Open balcony and +18 Listen. :B (not +21, sorry). And hey, I'm not popping over your shoulder about it, am I? That's better than Tathi! :U

Ball of Light 5:<font color="#000000">Catch!

Ball of Light 3:<font color="#000000">Hey, I called that one!

Ball of Light 5:<font color="#000000">Here you are, then.

Ball of Light 3:<font color="#000000">Oh, thank you. Let's see what it is. :o

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Disclaimer:ThomasLazarusmayactuallyenjoytheattentionofspyingelves.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">...I'm like an elf. :B

Meany:<font color="#660033">Thomas is an exhibitionist.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Oh my.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">A bodbybuilder angelic elf, but still. :B

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">*bodybuilder

Luanne Selaren:<font color="#000000">&quot;... The hallowing ritual will take all day. While the temple will remain warded during that time, thanks to the old spell... should the ritual tomorrow fail, we will need to attempt again on the next day... in an unwarded temple.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">YOU RANG???!?!?

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

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I knew this desert kid who used to do that.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Now he's a general or something. =w= *bricked*

Luanne Selaren:<font color="#000000">&quot;You may wish to alert your friends, as well. Their own magical preparations may be interrupted if they work them at dawn.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus nods several times. &quot;..And the Leaden Mace Society? Does Acting Commander Stanford know?&quot;

Luanne Selaren:<font color="#000000">&quot;He is next on my list, once he has finished seeing to his subordinate.&quot;

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

Luanne Selaren:<font color="#000000">&quot;I only wish they were better tidings.&quot;

Ball of Light 3:<font color="#000000">The painting is examined by archons. :.

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron fiddles around with his mace, twirling it as it hangs from his belt. &quot;So, while we're standing here like horses in a shed.... How did you lot end up in the Mace?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..I'll do that right away. We were about to meet up anyways. Thank you again, Mother Selaren.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus bows respectfully before turning and heading off, a bit of anxiety in his step.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">...well, I guess meanwhile, Gnogglebolt talks to some other folks from the raid at some point and gets the story about how everyone else fared in the operation, just to be informed.

* Luanne Selaren nods. &quot;Let me know if you are in need of anything.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I ended up taken not that long after the war... not much other work there was for undertaught potionmakers tossed sideways by the army when the war ended..&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Come along, shoulder drake. &gt;:O

Malachite:<font color="#000000"><i>Ooooooh those fiends! Interrupting people's spells! Devilishly clever!

</i> &gt;:O

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">And I suppose it's been long enough for Vonain to Wake with the Olidamarrans...especially as he politely refused all but the first drink of wine to keep a clear head on himself, as he's gonna need it.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">A...landscape? A positively -massive- statue of Moradin, apparently carved from the Redridge mountains. It is -titanic-, carved from the mountains themselves. And not just a statue either, tiny structures riding up and below the limbs and hammer of the dwarf god; millions of tiny windows; the god's face is one massive palace. It is a city built into a giant statue of the forge god. A stone arrow carved to have a ribbon as a shaft is clenched in the god's free hand. On the back is the title: Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;A -true- temple city.&quot;

Malachite:<font color="#000000">Temporary ownership given.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;...Mummyman. Gamal, was it?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Don't eat that. D|

Malachite:<font color="#FF0000">I WAS JUST LICKING.

VAE:<font color="#000000">It is -titanic- It ends up being sunken

* Meany icebergs VAE.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(is Railock even still here? :B )

Meany:<font color="#660033">I can just picture a Dwarf seeing that.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Grumbling.

Meany:<font color="#660033">&quot;NOW I GOTTA GO BUILD THAT, THANKS A BUNCH. &gt;:O&quot;

* Lyle Petersen folds his arms. &quot;A job application straight out of the academy. It wasmore advantageous to have the backing of either an academic institution or a group of witch-hunters when studying the Lower Planes than trying to be a freelancer and being branded a diabolist warlock.&quot; =3=

Railock:<font color="#000000">sorry, was finishing last of math homework, it was a long problem

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Oh, no worries.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Moradin: Looks like any other Dorf, except for the subtle indication that his eyebrows are also beards.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes?&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;I was thinking of sitting down and properly talking with you and the rest of the...'Vigilant Guardians', for proper introductions and also so that I can get something off my chest. You're with them, right?&quot;

* Grant Warner huffs. &quot;Signed up as soon as I was old enough. Dad was a Macer. If I ever have a kid, he'll be a Macer too. Another tradition.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;--Pardon, did you mention the Vigilant Guardians?&quot; Gnogglebolt comes approaching.

Meany:<font color="#660033">&quot;Dad.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Makes sense. Freelancers in your field generally do end up a few chants short of a consecration.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">&quot;I am Olidamara.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">&quot;Son.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">&quot;I am murder you.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Say, Tathi? Aelian?&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain looks over. &quot;I did...are you with them?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Mmm?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom wades through the congregated folks.

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Yes, Thomas?&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't remember seeing you.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I am, yes. Tinker and ameture strategist for the Vigilant Guardians. I wasn't with them because my talents were more applicable elsewhere.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Kordite swarm disperses. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'm trying to round everyone in our camp up for a bit of a meeting. Help me track everybody down somewhere we can all have a private word?&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">&quot;BACK YOU FOUL DEMONS&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And if you want to talk to the Vigilant Guardians, I'll be there as well.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">&quot;BACK TO THE PIT FROM WHENCE YOU CAME&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">&quot;BACK&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">And enough talking with myself. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Hey wait I HAD A $20

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Ha. Of course you'd come asking the elven blooded ranger to track people down.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Edaric, you coming along, too?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You're just the first one I found, honest.&quot; ^^;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes, I'm with them, and gnoggle...bolt is as well.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*nod* &quot;A good tradition if I heard of any.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Aelian heads all about the temple, finding everyone. Yes, everyone. YOU CAN'T HIDE FROM HIS ELROS EYES.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Oh there's where I left Ed. |D;;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">I very much doubt that.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Given I was across the way from you.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;C'mon then, Gamal...let's go find the others.&quot;

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

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sure, I'll -- oh hey Ael where are we going&quot; Dragged off. |D;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I am not a clever man. *bricked*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Look, there's an empty spot in the square that needs fillin. :U

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">YOU HAVE AWOKEN THE NINJA. *w*

* Thomas Lazarus cowers!

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">.... she's rubbing at the corners of her eyes sleepily. =w=

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#000000">Shankfang is out elsewhere, I guess. :B

* Gamal-Junayd is just dragged along apparently

Ansramil Hawkin:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Was that the hunter in your group?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">That's fine, he's a slacker. =3= *shot*

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Come on, Swallowtail. We're having a meeting.&quot; Aelian says, smiling.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">SNARKY!

* Liatai gathers Guardians and associates across the board! Mwahaha!

Glitch:<font color="#000000">I almost lost Snarky. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well..&quot; He looks around. &quot;Not really a private meeting.. ... ..but I suppose it doesn't matter. Atleast there are no civvies down here to get alarmed. And most everyone else has heard by now.&quot;

Amadre:<font color="#000000">AND A DOG. :D

Amadre:<font color="#000000">There, think I got everyone. :D

* Thomas Lazarus rests his hands on his hips and sighs heavily. &quot;Okay...&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;So...this all the 'Vigilant Guardians' now, then?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus dons a serious look. &quot;..Mother Selaren has just informed me of something pretty dire.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Sszeyl appears.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt narrows his eyes.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Bloody bandages, fancy new arm.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;What's going on?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;A divination of hers has revealed trouble on the horizon.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">And no one has noticed yet.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Trouble at dawn.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">That's just shit you do, Sszeyl. :B

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi peers. &quot;What kind of trouble?&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">...on the other hand, I don't know that. Vonain casts a bewildered glance at Sszeyl.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Swan Song, your arm is different.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Though... might want them to end up a few cities over or it might end nasty. I recall in one of the towns I served in.. Stolzberg, was it? We had in the archives, two folks, a father and a son... both wizards. Thing is, they got into a feud over the way our writings should be ordered, and it dragged on... I think it was a year ot so in when the commander's nerves burst and he sent one of them off elsewhere.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Trouble at dawn? Shouldn't we be heading to bed early then, so at least we are up and awake for it? Not like we'll pull the kordites out of their cups, and hte olidimarrans will be up late with the wake...&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Miron you've been shanghai'd. :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Yes.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;She believes her vision is a warning. That Montclaire and the devils are done laying back and waiting. The hallowing -- the ritual that keeps this whole place safe -- it's going to take all day long. And a lot of folks here pray at dawn..&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;At dawn?! Already? Sheesh, they don't waste any time, do they.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;She believes they're going to be here then to stop us.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;A massive amount of positive energy went through it. But this.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Dire news indeed. What're we doing to counter that?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Barricade the doors?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Suppose this was said beore Miron was dragged off

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Telling all of our magicians, for one.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Close up the ceiling?&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">My, he's rather quick on the uptake.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;So we're not caught with our proverbial ... or literal ... pants down.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Good enough I suppose.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;...wonder if we can lay a trap of our own.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Not looking at Tathi or anything.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Some devils can teleport.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;So we need to be ripe and ready earlier than usual. Because this could be big.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;The other defenders have all caught word.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Barricades will serve us as much as an overcoat to one in a casket... not saying they're useless, but we can't rely on them.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Is this place warded against teleportation? Actually that's better to ask someone in charge.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;...also...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;It wouldn't really matter.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus shrugs.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I doubt it.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;You could teleport to within five feet of the roof.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;I really hope someone in this building is capable of the spell of Sending.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;That's advanced and specific.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;I really need to contact my superiors when we're done here.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;And just drop in through the hole in the roof.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;A lot of us are capable of sending... but we needed to contact our own superiors.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;My squad may be broken, but I have a recon to report.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;As soon as I'll be able to, I shall notify you.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Thanks. Normally, Mogan took care of it, but...&quot; Vonain looks down.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">*Morgan

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Brother Miron and I -- and about a half dozen others around here -- can cast Sendings.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain nods at Thomas. &quot;That should do then. I'll only need one.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Let us pray his soul rejoices with his brothers and sisters in Arcadia.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Although not necessarily on this short a notice. I'm afraid I can't until tomorrow morning. And by then.....&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Order must be maintained. A late notice is better than none at all.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I guess I will have to sleep early, and prepare my spells as soon as possible.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We'll see what we can do, I guess.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;...Yeah, I really need to do it tonight, if at all possible. Especially if there's trouble this close. But anyway...&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus shrugs. His mana is tapped out.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;....if I may, it's time I properly introduced my self to all of you at once, and also got something into the clear.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;No go. Lyle might have one more scroll, but that's an *emergency* one.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt quiets down and listens.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">You're not my friend. You're a meatshield.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Last two weeks, I -might- remember your name.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Until then.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">You're a spare weapon.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It's going to be an important day. If our Hallowing is interrupted tomorrow.. we'll be forced to try to recast it while exposed. All day long.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I don't need to point out how bad that would be.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain nods.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;You might as well point out how possession by devils is bad for one's spiritual health.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;But..&quot; He gestures to Vonain. &quot;By all means, Mr. Vonain. You're a comrade in arms, now. It's past time we got to know you proper.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyway...as most of you know, name's Vonain Seldriot. Nickname's Goldeneye. Call me either one.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;And yes, part of my ancestry can be traced to the heavens.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt's eyes widen a bit at that.

* Swallowtail does something that may seem a little odd to Vonain... she begins praying and seems to be offering some form of light praise in a foreign tongue.

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#FF0000">Character theme music: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qGPBFvDz_HM

* Teeny Rin 1 is bricked away!!

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Also of note, Vonain's attire is slightly different since last everyone saw him, before he got his gear; he's got a mithral breastplate under his jacket, a huge rune-enscribed sword on his back, and his badge is pinned to his chest. As noted before, it's made of one big triangle and two smaller ones. The big one is bright gold, the two smaller ones are blackened out.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">And now that everyone can see it up close, the big triangle has the symbol of Kord engraved in it, with the Celestial rune for &quot;Dynamic&quot; over top of it.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Chaotic alignment.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">The two smaller triangles have the symbols of Pelor and Hieroneous respectively engraved.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">HSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

Miron:<font color="#000000">Same

Miron:<font color="#000000">but... he's our chained beast now

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Hey. D|

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;And, also as I said, I'm the--&quot; Vonain then winces. &quot;...former Dynamic of Squad Arrow-Six of the Order of the Radiant Trinity.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">As one of the token chaotics of the group I must protest! *brick'd*

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot; The hell's a Dynamic?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;The only thing there I understood was &quot;Squad&quot;&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;One third of a three-man squad.&quot; Vonain answers.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">He leaves that hanging for now.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;...Anyway.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;The Radiant Trinity has some kind of odd system for naming positions in their squads, that's all I know.&quot; :.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Right, so a patrol leader.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;There's something you folks should know about me, if we're to work together--actually no, the squads don't have 'leaders', that's kind of the point...&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's why we pair a lower and a higher rank together on patrols where possible.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Can we stop arguing command structures.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;If you don't have a clear chain of command, everything goes to the shits.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">You're about to bluescreen Miron with your crazy liberal command scheme!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;And get back to introductions.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;...but yeah, as I was saying. If we're gonna work together, I should let you guys know about something open and outright, so you can judge it now and get any doubts or mistrust out now rather than in the field when people's lives are on the line.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Right, I suppose.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;No, we don't have any leaders in this guild.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;The power I have....really...isn't, well, right.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;No, unlike your trinity, I don't expect it to last well in the long run.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus folds his arms.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain puts his left hand over his right. The left hand has a normal glove; the sleeve ends just past the wrist.

Miron:<font color="#000000">*turns his head* &quot;No squad leader... no wonder it ended up like it did.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Whatever power you have is okay as long as you don't violate any laws.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">The right glove's sleeve goes all the way up to the elbow.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sszeyl's got it spot on.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;...For reasons that will become clear, I don't like to talk about this more than I have to, but it's necessary now.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;And Miron will never accept you, stop trying to get him to right now.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Sszeyl's always that optimistic.&quot; ^^; &quot; Sszeyl don't scare off the new guy, okay? &quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">He pulls the right glove off.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..You're a warlock, are you not? I don't think any bizarre origins of your power will unsettle anyone too badly, Mr. Seldroit.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;We've got a malconvoker here already, and I use the odd necromantic or infernal prayer now and then.&quot;

Teeny Rin: <font color="#ff0000">(( Also wow the Goldeneye theme kind of sucks. They really dropped the ball with that one. Redacted. :T ))

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;As long as you obey orders, there's place for you here.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SSEmKXzpQMQ

VAE:<font color="#000000">Best James Bond theme ever, anyways

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Underneath the glove...his skin takes a turn for something pretty horrible. It looks charred-black-and-red, his veins actually glow slightly, as if with red fire. His forearm actually looks kind of like lava.

* Edaric frowns over at Miron, but his attention is quickly redirected by the appearance of the newcomer's arm. o_o;;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Now that's a skin rash if I ever seen one.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Carved into his skin is a series of jagged scars, that actually form what looks like a string of runes...the Abyssal script, language of demons.

Miron:<font color="#000000">*grins*

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Fharlanghn's bootstraps.&quot; o_o;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tiamat's three arses....&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;I've seen worse.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's abyssal, isn't it?&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">If anyone here knows Abyssal, the word they form is &quot;SLAVE&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;That it is...&quot; Vonain sighs.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;So. . . you have a pact with a daemon?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*frowns*

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;....I didn't choose this.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;I was...in the very wrong place, and the very wrong time, lets say.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Someone bartered with your soul, huh?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi recoils a little at the sight of his arm.

* Thomas Lazarus tilts his head and raises a brow slowly, examining.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Does that... hurt? I mean -- so is that why you grabbed your arm back in the prison?&quot; o_o

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

Meany:<font color="#660033">It's funny, because Miron acts just like Andrew Jackson.

Meany:<font color="#660033">I just realized.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Andrew Jackson?

* VAE no idea

Meany:<font color="#660033">Seventh US president.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain glances at Edaric. &quot;...Yeah, actully. It is. Hurts sometimes.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">and what was he like?

VAE:<font color="#000000">why is Miron acting like him?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Are we really about to discuss this XP

Meany:<font color="#660033">Topic for the irc.

Meany:<font color="#660033">And when I'm not super tired.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;...happened when I was younger...I...stupid ridiculous chance, got lost in a forest. Stumbled across a cave.&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">*raises an eyebrow*

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;...Happened to, for a split-second...get caught in a connection directly to the underworlds, to the nexus of power to a demon noble.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;He saw me, saw what I was...took his chance. With that brief connection to his seat of power, he cursed me with his mark. The mark of the demon g'Gratheyon. Made me a vessel of him, just because he could.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot; ...Horrible things happened after that, I didn't know what was happening, before I could get the power under control.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... A little rougher than I was expecting .&quot; Thomas keeps a stark gaze on the chaos-immolated limb.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's odd... doesn't an infernal creature have to have consent of the marked, or someone on his behalf?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tom, you know this better than me.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain looks at Miron. &quot;Usually&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">...

Meany:<font color="#660033">This rings similar.

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

Meany:<font color="#660033">To Dr. Broadshoulders from Zebra Girl.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Under extenuating circumstances...not always. Being too close to great power...&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain sighes again, and pulls his glove back on.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Demon princes don't have rules, and they don't have to play by anyone elses.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;...he talks to me sometimes, too.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Thank the Trinity I haven't heard him since I got here.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Welcome to the club of mindvoices.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Tathi, how's the gem in your forehead doing?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus frowns a little and glances to Sszeyl, then nods.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Know what.. I'm going to believe him, because if it was a lie, it's the worst one I have heard.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I've had it under control for a long time now.&quot; Tathi comments, shrugging.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;But yeah. I've been trying to get control of it. Trying to shape my power, for once purpose and one only.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Woo~&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm gonna kill that demon. And when I do...I'll be able to purge myself of this horrible power.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;You.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;One little mortal.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Kill a demon lord.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus folds his arms and looks to Vonain again. &quot;..Well.. it's no small aspiration.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Well, not -the- most ambitious plan we've seen. Good luck.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Could be worse.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain glances at Sszeyl. &quot;Just a lesser noble, not one of the actual Layer Lords.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">It could be Rary. *bricked*

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain glances at Thomas. &quot;Indeed it isn't.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Actually, no. Worst one was 'I wasn't summoning a ghoul, Inquisitor. The corpse was dug out when I came there, on the slab, and I thought it's my bed and my wife. What do you mean I wasn't drunk when you arrested me!?'&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;...It's why I joined the Order.&quot;

Tokens dropped onto map 'Yoriver - Temple of Pelor'Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;They've been helping me.&quot;

Daveak:<font color="#660033">Does E.A. need to choke a bitch?

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Researching g'Gratheyon's history, learning about him.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Fiend-slayer by trade, myself. Can't say I've got any plans to go in after them yet. But there you have it.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus raises a brow and glances to Sszeyl again.

* Thomas Lazarus looks to Vonain. &quot;For the record, we appreciate your candor.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">Would be quite...the interesting of battles if nothing else.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Most welcome.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;You know... you'd prob'ly have found daemonslayers among the Leaden Mace just as well. Perhaps even moreso... the forces of chaos tremble before Saint Cuthbert's holy might.&quot;

* Swallowtail nods. &quot;Touched by two spirits of such opposites. What is the word... different?&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;But yeah. If this is gonna be a problem with any of you, best to get it out now, rather than me skulking around with it.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Sszeyl, I leave this to your discretion. But perhaps you'd explain to Mr. Seldroit why that scare happened earlier today?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;As long as we're doing this before battle..&quot; He dons a hardened look.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">*Seldriot, not Seldroit. ^^;

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

* Dr. Hatari genuinely misread.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Fair enough. As Brother Thomas says, it praises you for dragging your dirty laundry out in the public, instead of waiting for someone to stumble upon the basket.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm grateful you see it that way.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;He did pass the pommel test, did he?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Vargachixeniejir, ancient red wyrm, died a few decades ago, attached to me as a spirit, worked around the seals binding him, have to get additional seals to lock down some functions before he goes on another rampage, and becomes a dracolich.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;--It's definitely preferable to us being in the middle of a battle and me suddenly catching sight of.. that.&quot; He shrugs and raises his brows.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Pommel...was that what the Eladrin was going around having everyone touch his Meteor Hammer with about?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Is that an accurate enouh summary?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">'Him, and brother Thomas himself.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom holds up his fingers in an 'OK' gesture. &quot;Thanks Sszeyl.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain looks at Sszeyl. &quot;Seals...that amulate on you?&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;...The one you half-wrecked?&quot;

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">not amulate

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">*amulet, typo.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Why did you suddenly decide to rip that off, anyway?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom pauses and looks to Vonain's arm again. He seems a little loath to even try said pommel test.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;To be fair, I didn't know it was so -soft.- Neither did the dragon. The bronze seal is supposed to lock down our physical abilities, but I've experienced it. Even if that seal triggered, I have the physical strength to crush this entire array.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..... Well ...... I touched him with an evil-dispelling prayer anyways. He's clean.&quot; =w=;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*raises an eyebrow* &quot;I shall trust your word, brother.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;I was just poking the obvious flaw in the design, that the scales are apparently riveted together rather than melted along a seam.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Please don't.&quot; =w=;;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain looks at Sszeyl with a raised eyebrow. &quot;And you tried to mess with it while we were in the middle of a crisis?&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain shakes his head and sighs exasperatedly.

* Edaric looks over at Vonain. &quot;.... I gotta say, I'm surprised at how... well you're taking these stories.&quot; :.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I wish I could just say 'Well Sszeyl is a sociopath and doesn't comprehend consequences come from actions' but that would be rude.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">He tried to ride a Dire Wolf once. Kinda bitchen.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Except when we all died.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#000000">But we got better! *brick'd*

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain looks back to Thomas, and follows his gaze. Unconciously, he reaches with his left hand to touch his right. &quot;...I hate this power. I really do. I've been trying to shape it for the better, trying not to use it unless I have to, because every time I do it reminds me of....what happened with it when I first got it...&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;...But I'm gonna be rid of it someday.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;I swore it.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;You'd be amazed what being in what should be a stressful situation can get you to start thinking about when you're not in the least bit concerned.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">You know.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Tom could Miracle it in a few levels.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;The end is what blesses the means.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">A few levels, he says.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;...So!&quot;

* Edaric opens his mouth to say something after Miron speaks, but thinks better of it and shuts it.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Now you've all heard my song and dance.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;What about the rest of you? Still don't have quite all your names yet.&quot;

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

</i> * Thomas Lazarus nods a little. &quot;..Well. You've seen full enough what I do.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Look at what you've done.

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

</i> Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt raises his hand. He looks ever-so-slightly shaken, most of this has gone over his head. &quot;Gnogglebolt Sparkgear, from Mazio. Already said I was a tinker.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">LLYS Railock?

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Like the tale the Wise Fool tells about the two masons.. their labour is the same, but praised is one's work building a church, while damned the other one's, building a brothel.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well... I told you mine.&quot; :3 &quot;Ed works, pretty much everyone calls me that.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You can call me Tom. Vigilant Guardian, and Inquisitor of the Leaden Mace Society. Castleton's.&quot;

Railock:<font color="#000000">stupid java computer running slow. java was suddenly taking up 99% of my cpu power

Railock:<font color="#000000">had to kill it

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

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Yeah it likes to do that. ))

Glitch:<font color="#000000">ouch. :B

Glitch:<font color="#000000">LLYS that you remember? :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom loses Malachite. Awww. D|

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Inquisitor Miron Steelsprocket. Leaden Mace, Braxton Falls branch at the moment. And... I'm from what used to be Kemmer.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus wants a familiar now.. &gt;|

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">don't bother. I think it was awhile back. was more focused on trying to unclog the jam java was causing, didn't properly check to see what it was

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Well, Vonain finished his story and asked for everyone's name. :B

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Tathi Eyllisaearsithek, evocationist and..&quot; She looks to have a bitter taste in her mouth before she says the next word.. &quot;.. Noble..&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">B&#228;rliiii come be my familiarrr D|

Miron:<font color="#000000">*snerks*

Glitch:<font color="#000000">What's the last part about his story you remember?

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Does that mean you'll see that baron you set on fire at court?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I am Gamal-Junayd, of the Vigilant Guardians&quot;

Tokens dropped onto map 'World Map'B&#228;rli:<font color="#FF0000">........Nope |3;;;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Aelian Cyadarith, ranger, and lord. Wow that sounded so hallow. &quot;

* Thomas Lazarus seems amused.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;The Baroness of the Valley of Thunder, and the Two Hills Around It&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;If he shows up at my court, he will be on fire.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; 'and' Lord?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Uh.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;You do know nobles are expected to attend the court of the king, right?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;When he or she actually calls it.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Also known as the Barony of Arsehill&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain glances at the quiet, skulking girl in the back.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;And... let's see if I've got them right now.&quot; :d &quot;Snarky and Kor are easy. ... Amadre, Tavia? I'm surprised they haven't tried to lick you yet.&quot; :3

* Swallowtail headtilts. &quot;........ Yes?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">She gave her name atleast.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;May I know the name of the lovely miss--oh did she? :B

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">I missed that. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">She's just quiet.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Ninja. =3= *brick'd*

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Oh, there it is. Saw it.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Retract that then. :B

GM:<font color="#000000">Oh yikes it's past midnight.

* Thomas Lazarus folds his arms. &quot;...&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright, well...&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">5AM here

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

GM:<font color="#000000">So. Uh. Shall we wrap this up and get final noms done? :3;;;;;;

* VAE also surprised Tathi didn't react to the ribbing

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000"> NO. &gt;:(

GM:<font color="#000000">D: Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Oh, by the way, Tom.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;You did end that spell earlier, right? |D;&quot;

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

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain glances a Thomas, and grins. &quot;It is, isn't it? Thanks...&quot; He pulls it out of the back-sheath and holds it in front of him. It -is- a full-sized Greatsword.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;The shield one?&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">The blade is marked with several arcane scripts.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It faded on its own. Its been so long..&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Because it occured to me earlier that I may have accidentally put you through quite a painful trip.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Oh? Before or after we got back?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Huh? Oh.. no.. not that I noticed. ...&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;But, if that's all of ya, I better go find -someone- around here who can cast Sending.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom examines Sszeyl's bandages.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">and I'm good leaving off there. ''I suppose. :B''

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Recent. Not expertly done. Still bleeding in lots of places.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He then pulls his coat, shirt, and breastplate away a few inches and examines himself.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; I'm not tattooed now, am I..&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">But not a whole lot, to prevent exsanquination.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Unless Thomas has a raw image of a red dragon on his abs, no.

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">But if he does.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">That would be cool.

* Glitch quickly scrolls back to retrieve noms |D

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">that souns almost more like scarification than tatooing

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Exsanguination. Think of the Sanguine items from the Elder Scrolls.

Sszeyl: <font color="#660033">(( Right. |D ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sang = blood, usually.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well.. ... ..that's it, I guess.&quot; ^^;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;On the plus side.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Meeting adjourned. Good night and good luck, everyone.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Tom said it! Nom time!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;I can now open a tattoo parolor for the Kordites.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus winces. &quot;Actually. Can I talk to you in a little while, Ed?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Because lord knows no one else has any pain tolerance in here.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sure, anytime.&quot; Is that a mini request I hear? :.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">YOUUU BETCHA.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">:D -- I mean, this could be srs bsns! Srs. :|

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hah, no pain tolerance, you say?&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Commence sexjokes.

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

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

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

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Vonain, for origin story

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Not for my tattooing method.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Hmmmm Tathi for dropping in with a story. And teleport advice. |D

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Or rather, the drow method.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">It *was* sort of neat in the way &quot;this must be true because noone would lie that badly&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Thomas for ARE YOU TATHI ARE YOU TATHI. XP

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Miron for ethical identity crisis.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Thomas &amp; Miron - Step One, you say we need to talk, he walks, you say sit down it's just a talk... Sszeyl - Paintingspam, and sending the archons into Catcher In The Rye mode Thomas &amp; Tathi - HAY I CAN TELEPORT NOW OH NOOOOOEEEES Thomas - Dire Reports and News Everyone - sitting through backstory &amp; exposition. :B More seriously, reactions to revelation

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Seconding Vonain's origin story.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl, for tattoo-check. &quot;Hey Tom, there's the off-chance that you have a dragon tattooed on your abs.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Vonain for intro bitz. That was very interesting, good job.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Fourthing.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Thomas &amp; Miron - Step One, you say we need to talk, he walks, you say sit down it's just a talk.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Is that a reference to something?

Meany:<font color="#660033">Tom/Miron for Talking out your problems.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">0:3

VAE:<font color="#000000">Actually, seconding Tom's nom

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">If it is I don't get it either

Glitch:<font color="#000000">&#9835;Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend, somewhere in all the bitterness...and I would stayed up with you all night, had I know how to save a liiiiiiife...&#9835;

VAE:<font color="#000000">&quot;You might be an evil fascist, and I a stubborn bleeding heart, but friends and colleagues forever.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Swallowtail NEGANOMED FOR SLEEPING ON CALL &gt;:O

* Dr. Hatari is bricked.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">That is just a reasonable caption, yes.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Hatari; to me or Danman? :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">That is such a Tom resolution too.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You may be an evil fascist.. but BFF.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Tomness: 10/10.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">oh.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Reminds me of an argument I had wiht someone on the SCP forums

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(...have you -not- heard that song I'm referencing? O.o )

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">No, sorry.

* Dr. Hatari isn't a music person really.

VAE:<font color="#000000">It was characterised by someone third as &quot;Unstoppable asshole meets immovable motherhen.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I can't decipher the lyrics of it.

VAE:<font color="#000000">and I don't know the song either

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Most of my music is from video games and youtubes. ^^;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It's something like early 2000's pop. It gets played a lot on radio stations.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">I can't believe it. @_@

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Personally I think the singer sounds mush-mouthed but that may just be me shaking my old-lady today's-music-is-horrible stick. =3= *brick'd!*

Meany:<font color="#660033">=3=

Meany:<font color="#660033">I wonder how many Kordites will take bets to get a Sszeyl tatt.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">The Fray: How To Save A Life http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DF0zefuJ4Ys

Meany:<font color="#660033">Hear his explanation of the method.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">On that note EVERYONE GO DOWNLOAD THE BLACK MESA: SOURCE SOUNDTRACK IT'S FREE AND THE BEST MOOD MUSIC &gt;:O *fanbat'd*

Meany:<font color="#660033">And proceed to http://i.imgur.com/Gw6zf.gif

Glitch:<font color="#000000">song about drug intervention/suicide intervention, depending on how you interpret it. :B

GM:<font color="#000000">Any more noms?

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

* Glitch can't believe Hatari and Lia don't know it, it's so applicable...

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

Glitch:<font color="#000000">and it -was- played a lot. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I just don't listen to actual music. *shrug*

Glitch:<font color="#000000">on like, every radio station back in the day. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">My car radio is on a circuit I pulled so I don't have that anymore either. :B

Meany:<font color="#660033">I'm so paranoid.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I know it, I'm just not fond of it, it sounds whiny and the singer enunciates very poorly. =3= *brick'd*

Meany:<font color="#660033">I keep hearing knocking sounds on the back door.

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

* VAE never heard it before

VAE:<font color="#000000">It's ... ok

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Lia; eh, granted. :B

Meany:<font color="#660033">So.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Exp total next week?

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Danman; I didn't expect you to know it, actually.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Not among my favourites or something I'd download even.

* VAE nods. Understandably

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Good Guy Edaric hears terrible secrets. Keeps it on the down low.

VAE:<font color="#000000">as most music i know is either slovak, 80's, or vocaloids

GM:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl - 100 XP - For handing the DM plot on a silver platter. &gt;|3c *brick'd* 100 XP - Barbaric self-tattooing. 100 XP - Here archons! Heeere archons! Fetch! 100 XP - Oh by the way you may have a tattoo on your abs, don't be alarmed. Thomas - 100 XP - Exorcism! 100 XP - Practical Fiend Detection 100 XP - You might be an evil fascist, and I a stubborn bleeding heart, but friends and colleagues forever. 100 XP - Messenger! Vonain - 100 XP - Badge. 100 XP - Haha, you can't see me~ 100 XP - Exorcism! 100 XP - Origin Story. Gamal - 100 XP - Grim Caterer 100 XP - Raggamoffyn. Tathi - 100 XP - Politicking! 100 XP - Ninja Tathi strikes again! 100 XP Serrierr? - 100 XP - Exorcism! 100 XP - Prayer for the dead. Miron - 100 XP - Exorcism! 100 XP - Spiritual inclinations. 100 XP - Ethical Identity Crisis.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">That's why he quibbled so hard when Miron cast the wrack

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Bwehehehe, ninja tathi. &gt;:3

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

</i> Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oops.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Next in-game day the Lazaruses will be leveled.

VAE:<font color="#000000">48200

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I forgot to title that last 100 XP for Tathi. That one's Teleport Advice.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000"><i><b>178 HP *_*

</b></i> VAE:<font color="#000000">Let's see if Miron can make it to 11 before yoriver ends

Glitch:<font color="#000000">don't save campaign yet, gotta sort out tokenz...

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">52072 here. :3

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(Serrierr noms going to Gnogglebolt, like before, Vonain noms going to himself)

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Quit bragging about how fat you are &gt;:O

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">did we ever get combat xp for the prison?

Meany:<font color="#660033">56300.

Meany:<font color="#660033">:D

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">*O*

Liatai:<font color="#000000">And actually, Ed didn't hear it. He just heard Tom talking in a quiet tone and assumed he was having a private conversation, and so tuned out. {:3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">THAT'S RIGHT

Liatai:<font color="#000000">.... I forget. Pardon me.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">And then there's an eruption of dust and fighting.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Oh please Thomas. If anyone's putting on pounds, it's you.

Miron:<font color="#000000">Pounds of armour, sure

Meany:<font color="#660033">If anyone could stand to put on pounds, it's Tathi.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;50500+100+100 = 50500 + 100 + 100 = 50700&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yeah, you did get XP for the prison.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Litle miss twig.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">I EAT WHEN I WANT TO.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;50500-3000 = 50500 - 3000 = 47500&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Meany:<font color="#660033">Won't be able to survive pregnancy without pulling a Bella Swan.

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

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">how much was it?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">900.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Who???

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">or still keepign it hidden?

Glitch:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;47500+100+100+100+100 = 47500 + 100 + 100 + 100 + 100 = 47900&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">what's Glitch arithmeticking?

* Thomas Lazarus checks his +17 heal mod.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">3k to level then

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I guess I can get my heal checks to +32, now.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Danman; Vonain's experience.

Meany:<font color="#660033">If that is all.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">......... I'm going to be the midwife for every pregancy in the campaign aren't I.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Imma explode.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">At the time of bringing him in, he's 3000 EXP behind Gnogglebolt for LA buyoff of Aasimar.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Good game.

VAE:<font color="#000000">pff haha

Meany:<font color="#660033">Good night.

VAE:<font color="#000000">night owl

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">quick, tathi, make it so thom needs to midwife!

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">before you go

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Do not let Thomas Lazarus touch your genitals. He is not a real doctor.

Meany:<font color="#660033">WAT

VAE:<font color="#000000">you need to explain that thing with presidents

Glitch:<font color="#000000">--speaking of, the nom from the -previous- session, where he was introduced, gotta count that...

Glitch:<font color="#000000">...was just 100

Meany:<font color="#660033">Which would take a half hour.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;47900+100 = 47900 + 100 = 48000&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Fuck.. but you *will* spill it tomorrow

Meany:<font color="#660033">http://www.cracked.com/video_18463_andrew-jackson-most-terrifying-man-ever-elected-president.html

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

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

Meany:<font color="#660033">That will give you a general idea.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Gonna save the campaign.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Ready steady go

Glitch:<font color="#000000">--Oh!

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Yeah, tokens set out.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Go ahead and save, yep

Liatai:<font color="#000000">File saved!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I think there was something else I was gonna mini..

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ghostwish, if you're awake, the server can go down. :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Well, I'll be around, so if you think of it, just lemme know.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Bah, I need to take notes quicker.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">And I also read backlogs, so even if I'm not there, just say it or PM it and I'll catch it. Especially if you throw in a ping word. Which isn't hard to do, I have so many Akellon words on my ping list. ^^;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Zairith riding dragons drinking tea, eating bacon, hatching plots.

Meany:<font color="#660033">VAE, did the video help?

* Liatai used to get pinged by &quot;mace&quot; a lot, and also by &quot;messenger.&quot; :B

* Meany dissolves.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">.... I see at least four of my ping words in there. Good job. :B *brick'd*

VAE:<font color="#000000">It actually did, owl

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Curse our fat party. XP

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Even though we can teleport 8 people now..

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">That's nowhere near enough.

VAE:<font color="#000000">So,... messenger mace is like the uberping

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

</i> VAE:<font color="#000000">anyways, I got my log now

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I took it easy and sat in the background this session. Tommy has stuff going on. =3=~

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">You have a game of your own &gt;:O

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">It's shorter than yours. =3=~

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Of course

VAE:<font color="#000000">If Tom's was shorter, he'd be a Sister.

VAE:<font color="#000000">*brick'd*

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Done? ^^

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">sure?

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">positive?

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Thanks for hosting. :3

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

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

</i> <i>You have disconnected.

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