Session 49

Faerie has connected.

TMG has connected.

Ghostwish has connected.

Faerie:Moral of the story is that I am, in fact, stable.

Faerie:And your whispers ought to be private. :P

TMG:Lessee...hmm..

TMG:missing quite a few people. o.o

Liatai:Well, Meany's said he would be away.

Ghostwish:Sorry liatai, didn't know the passwords were case sensitive

TMG:Oh, dangit! He did, didn't he? Hmm, that leaves...

TMG:<font color="#000000">Me, ghost, alex, and hatari. o.o

Faerie:<font color="#009999">And Hatari is...still asleep?

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Granted, it's still 10 minutes to 2.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Hmm. I wonder if this HTML tag works?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It does! :D

TMG:<font color="#000000">the br tag?

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Yup, it's one of the ones we've been using, and told Danman to build an exception for in his scripter

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

</i>Liatai:<font color="#000000">is a Hatari! :D

TMG:<font color="#000000">And there eh is!

TMG:<font color="#000000">*he

GM:<font color="#000000">Just to check, how is everyone faring today? No one's about to fall over in their chair?

TMG:<font color="#000000">I am A-O-K :)

Faerie:<font color="#009999">I got a surprisingly small amount of sleep last night, but I'm here.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I got sleep this time. Thanks, diphenhydramine. =w=

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Good to go. ^_^

TMG:<font color="#000000">Checking last session log--! !! !!!!

GM:<font color="#000000">x3 'Tis a wonderful thing indeed. Fae, if you start feeling too tired, don't hesitate to speak up, okay?

GM:<font color="#000000">Ah, check the Sent file.

GM:<font color="#000000">I sent it to VAE, it just hasn't been processed.

TMG:<b><font color="#000000">Thirty-

</b><font color="#000000">three holy water flasks? :O

TMG:<font color="#000000">No one has -no- excuse to not be chucking these things like peanuts for this adventure. x3

TMG:<font color="#000000">*Everyone has no excuse

GM:<font color="#000000">Yes. Now you understand why Cadamon was all rapture'd. x3

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

* Dr. Hatari is brick house'd.

GM:<font color="#000000">Right, it is now 2:09 PM EST. Shall we kick this thing off? :D

Faerie:<font color="#009999">Alrighty, as long as I don't pass out first, I'll let you know.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Looks like it. :&gt;

Faerie:<font color="#009999">Or if I do, I'll at least try to pass out on my keyboard, so you get a nonsense message. :P

GM:<font color="#000000">Does anyone have any last-minute things to do at HQ?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">X3

GM:<font color="#000000">If not, kindly move yourselves to the carts and make ready for departure!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt just makes sure all of his equipment is loaded up on the flatbed cart

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi Gang is displeased at capitalistic tin can. :P

Faerie:<font color="#009999">...Elros, under the cart isn't where you go.

Faerie:<font color="#009999">Stop being silly.

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

* Edaric sits on the box. :3

TMG:<font color="#000000">did Barbarus say we couldtake his carraige?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Do YOU want to risk those mules? :P

TMG:<font color="#000000">Can't remember.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">..although, shouldn't Tathigang be on the other cart? Gnogglebolt needs room to set up his kit. ^^;

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">(though it is weird that the carts are tokes instead of objects this time

TMG:<font color="#000000">(makes it so we can't arrange properly.)

Edaric:<font color="#000000">We need someone animal-affiliated to drive this cart anyway. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Eh, this works. :B

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

Elros:<font color="#009999">Alright folks, at this time, please make sure your seat backs and tray tables are in the full up-right and locked position.

Elros:<font color="#009999">In event of an emergency, debris from this cart can be used as a flotation device.

* Thomas Lazarus gabs on cell-phone. |D

TMG:<font color="#000000">ah, excellent. Now the carts can be moved slightly so they line up with two squares, rather than one in the middle and half of one on each side...

Elros:<font color="#009999">Please turn off all electronic devices, as they've yet to be invented.

TMG:<font color="#000000">...but eh. Whatever works. Frorget all that if it makes things slower/ore difficult. x3

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good-luck!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We'll see if we need it!&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus offers a hand in the air in farewells. |3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">All right, give me a few to adjust cart positions... When you're ready, hop over to Forest Road! :D

TMG:<font color="#000000">...go Star Wars action fanfare in my head. x3

TMG:<font color="#000000">*got

Elros:<font color="#009999">It occurrs to me that we might make better time if we went -along- the road.

Elros:<font color="#009999">Rather than across it.

Elros:<font color="#009999">0:3

TMG:<font color="#000000">She's working on it! x3

Faerie:<font color="#009999">Yeah, I noticed. x3;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">We're just doing high-speed horse-donuts to show off.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">TOKYO DRIFT &gt;:O

Faerie:<font color="#009999">Camelot Drift!

Faerie:<font color="#009999">:U

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Gods.. you would think we're more of an army platoon than an adventuring group.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;An army platoon is practically what's needed for where we're going...&quot; Gnogglebolt calls from the other cart.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I imagine if we had any soldiers with us, we'd have been scolded about it by now.&quot; |3

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, if you want to be technical, the Leaden Mace began as a militant branch of Saint Cuthbert's church...&quot; :3

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">I wonder what we need to do to summon the latest mink token.. stumble into her favorite trap? :&gt;

GM:<font color="#000000">Oh, that's what I forgot on this map. GM token.

GM:<font color="#000000">Thank you. :.

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Anyway, before even leaving Castleton, Gnogglebolt gets his equipment set up in the cart, and continues working on a strange device.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Ten platinum says the other cart explodes..&quot; Tathi mutters.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;At least have a little faith in his tinkerings..&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;I have perfect faith in their explosions.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#009999">&quot;Just as long as they don't explode us, too.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus rubs his chin and speaks softly, &quot;I was going to use that one, but he made me get out since I couldn't fit amidst the beakers..&quot; =w=;

* Dr. Hatari is now picturing Gnogglebolt as professor Honeydew and Edaric as Beaker.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Meep meep meep meep!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;This one isn't explosive!&quot; Gnogglebolt wails from the other cart.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;We believe you!&quot; Tathi calls, and then moves to a more shielded position in her cart.

Elros:<font color="#009999">&quot;Is it destructive of any nature?&quot; Elros calls back.

* Edaric chuckles, idly strumming.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;....Depends on how you define 'destructive'...&quot;

Elros:<font color="#009999">...

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sounds like a yes to me.&quot; |3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;(Yup).&quot;

Elros:<font color="#009999">Yeah, we're taking the far left side of the path.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;... I raise you twenty.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#009999">The 'that cart isn't on this side' side.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Why dear, I never thought you the gambling type.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Who said anything about gambling?&quot;

* Smoke trots alongside the cart, wagging his tail. Hi, Amadre, Tavia! Isn't this fun? We're working! :D

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">Yes! I wish this cart would go faster. I wanna hang my head out and smell all the things!

TMG:<font color="#000000">Anyway, in my research on magic item creation, I found the &quot;8 hours per day' for magic items need -not- be consecutive, just cumulative. Can we say the same thing applies to mundane crafting, since I'm pretty sure we're going to be interrupted at least once during this journey? :B

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Hm, littledog has reached up to my side and placed head in lap in greetings.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Sacred duties, afk.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Hi littledog! :D

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">LiaDM, has you stable cell signal? Could send you a picture of Douglas. :&gt;

Smoke:<font color="#000000">Come out and trot beside it with me! Then you can slow down and sniff things, then run fast to catch up! :D

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I has. :D

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Alright. Pre-emptive crafting check, Gnogglebolt works throughout the day, before and after whatever happens to us during this trip. Craft vs DC 22 &#171; &#160;1d20+17 = 1 + 17 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

* Edaric doesn't strum the whole day. Just some of it. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">...you've GOT to be kidding me. -_-

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">KA BOOM

TMG:<font color="#000000">No kaboom! XD

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">Yay! *leap!* *CRASH* Ow. I'm okay. ^_X

TMG:<font color="#000000">And in fact, not even any materials ruined. Have to miss the DC by at least 5.

TMG:<font color="#000000">And that's impossible. |3

Smoke:<font color="#000000">Silly puppies. x3

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

Faerie:<font color="#009999">So, nat 1. Is that crit-fail? &gt;.&gt;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Throught the day, Gnogglebolt mutters and curses with increasing frequency with his vast command of languages as he gets more and more frustrated with the equipment not working the way he wants it to.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">And nope!

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">picture sent by the way. He's currently curled up around my chair. XP

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Skill checks do not crit/auto succeed or fail on 1s or 20s

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Do it DM! DO it! :&gt;

* Dr. Hatari returnz

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

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

GM:<font color="#000000">AACK! That was a loud puff! Some compressed air or gas of some kind escaped its container when it wasn't supposed to. POOFFFFFF

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;That wasn't an explosion! Where's the flames?&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;It counts.&quot;

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

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

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">Oooo, loud noises! :O

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;My letter!&quot; D: Edaric:<font color="#000000">Amadre, you now have a piece of paper flying in your direction, propelled by the puff.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">A loud string of unintelligible words is emitted from the small man, followed by &quot;That wasn't supposed to happen!&quot;

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">Oooo! New toys! Snap snap snap!

Edaric:<font color="#000000">D: !

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">The puppy has a mouthful of papers now.

Elros:<font color="#009999">...I'm not goint to ask. I don't want to know. Nothing good will come of this.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll have to spend the rest of the day just fixing this and getting back to where I was.&quot; Gnogglebolt grumbles.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey -- spit that out!' D: Edaric leans out of the back of the cart and tries to snatch the papers... uh-oh. &#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 14 + 3 = 17&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Balance check.

* Edaric doesn't fall, at least.

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">Play!? Play!? And off goes the puppy with papers in tow (mouth?).

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas spends much of the first day's ride with his back propped against the opposite side of the rider's bench from Elros. He does quite a.. lot of reading throughout, actually. Regular breaks, though. Don't want to get wagon-sickness. |3

TMG:<font color="#000000">Also, good on you Liatai. You actually remembered what I was working on. :D

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Aw man...&quot; &gt;: TMG:<font color="#000000">To everyone else, yes, this devices is pneumatic (air-powered)

TMG:<font color="#000000">*device

* Edaric watches his work get ripped to shreds. &gt;: &quot;... Well, I can always start over...&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Amadre learns that destroying these so-called 'papers' excites Humans. Science!

GM:<font color="#000000">And so, the first day draws to a close.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Oh, nothing eventful on the first day? :o Cool!

TMG:<font color="#000000">How many days to Blackwood again?

GM:<font color="#000000">I dunno, I'd say that was pretty eventful. =3=

GM:<font color="#000000">3 and a half.

TMG:<font color="#000000">(...well...guess I shouldn't say &quot;nothing eventful&quot; &gt;.&gt; )

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">You exploded. How could you call this uneventuful?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">As the sun sinks over the horizon, we pull off to the side of the road and make camp?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Also, there are...

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Also, I want to try learning something from the spellbook. :&gt;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">Perhaps it's a Mazian thing, considering explosions uneventful. ^^

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">11 people here, so deduct 11 rations from the store?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Also, did someone remember to bring horse feed?

Elros:<font color="#009999">Unless we want to go hunting for dinner.

GM:<font color="#000000">Roll that Spellcraft!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 20 + 11 = 31&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; spellcraft! -5 if its necromancy or illusion, +2 if it's evocation!

GM:<font color="#000000">Or Survival, if you're going hunter-gatherer.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">CRIT-LEARN.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Or is there enough nutritious shubbery around to let them graze?

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">*gloats over Gnoggle's craft checks*

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Before you go deducting rations

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&gt;:[

GM:<font color="#000000">Plenty enough greenery for the horses.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas has an empty spellslot for the evening, and so is glad to cover the day's supper with a supplemental blessing of conjured breads. |3

TMG:<font color="#000000">enough for 11 people? :o

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I shall check.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Well, Tathi learns dispel magic. Cower in fear, spellcasters. :&gt;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">1 person/level. So 6.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Enough food to sustain three humans or one horse/level&quot;

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

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">So up to 18 people. You're covered.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Eh? Are we on different versions?

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Cool :o

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt seems slightly hesitant over the food conjured out of thin air by the priest, but eats it without complaint throughout the day.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi eats about half hers. You can guess who gets the other half.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">To be fair, it is a relatively humble meal. Nothing like when Sszeyl or Lethiriss cooks. But it is, to be sure, nicer than compact dry adventurer rations.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 1 + 11 = 12&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; survival against the favored foe!

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">ffffffffffffft... looks like 2 rations for the puppies.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">YOU FAIL TO SURVIVE.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">L4D!!!!

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 11 + 6 = 17&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Want some help?

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian: &quot;Creepers as far as the eye could see...&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">3 rations' worth found!

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian sheepishly accepts the help. ^_^;

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">&quot;... should set a watch.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;I'll take last watch.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Is that because that is when I'm awake?&quot;

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

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mm. First.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I can take a watch, though I'm not exactly practiced at spotting threats.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#009999">&quot;I don't know if I should take which ever watch you two aren't, or are.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#009999">re Tathi and Aelian

* Thomas Lazarus ... doesn't volunteer. =w=;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll take...early middle? Who wants to take late middle, then?&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll take it.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#009999">I'll take that one, I suppose.

TMG whispers: ooooh! Next camp, I wanna do the elixer of love prank. :&gt;

TMG whispers: or right now, if we arrange in camping formation

TMG whispers: cuz orientation, and 'whoever is seen first' matters

You whisper to TMG: Next camp would be better. :3

TMG whispers: Unless you just wanna roll for it. :B

TMG whispers: okay. :&gt;

* Thomas Lazarus confers with Cadamon for idle shop-talk during the evening before watches take effect.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Meanwhile, Calrach occasionally cribbles down notes. Throught the day, he's been reciting poems and singing verse.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">He made up quite a disparaging limrick after Gnogglebolt's mishap, whic the gnome was not happy about.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..In my fiend research, a saint demon-slayer's spell caught my eye..&quot; Thomas alludes to the Holy Storm spell.

* Edaric has been writing for the latter half of the day, too.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'll definitely prepare it for the courtyard breach.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;The Vigilant Guardaisn, on the road, traveling to their next mission... a seige of an undead-haunted castle! They make camp for the night, after a long day of travel punctuated by unexpected poofs.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;An excellent choice. And we're certainly not at a loss for the material requirements!&quot; ^^

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Well not entirely unexpected..&quot; Tathi teases.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It was going to rain holy water one way or another, wasn't it?&quot; He smirks.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;They are fairly quick and decicive about setting a watch for the night, though proper timing may be--&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt tosses his pocketwatch to Landon. &quot;Here take that. You can keep track of the time of your watch with it. Just pass it on to whoever's after you, and tell them the same.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">*Here, take that.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;...The gnome has a timekeeping device. Interesting.&quot; Scribble scribble.

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;In that case, I'll prepare something that should help if we encounter an undead behemoth of some kind. A spell created by one of your own, if I'm not mistaken... It does mimic sunlight.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Around the campfire that night, Calrach sings a few folksy songs. Perform (Song) &#171; &#160;1d20+12 = 2 + 12 = 14&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">...though his voice seemed rather scratchy. Damn cleric-food.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+13 = 5 + 13 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; assist!

* Thomas Lazarus nods. &quot;I'm certain there will be atleast one of those. Her steed if nothing else.&quot;

* Cadamon Gardner cradles his chin in a hand. &quot;... Given all of the holy water about, a consecration spell might not go amiss, either.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'll leave that to you, then, brother. I've never historically been the best at channeling. I took much quicker to the blade and board.&quot; ^^;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Afk 2 shakes

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Never mind, apparently she just wanted to come upstairs. She's very nervous about our narrow staircase for some reason. x3

TMG:<font color="#000000">Awww. x3

* Cadamon Gardner nods. &quot;That will be a help in its own right. Saint Cuthbert's own are trained in martial study, as well, but... admittedly, it's been several years since I've had occasion to don armor.&quot; ^^;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">As the black of the night deepens, Gnogglebolt gets on his bedroll and dozes off.

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

Elros:<font color="#009999">Elros dozes off to, until such time as he's supposed to go take a watch.

* Smoke uses his master as a pillow. :3

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi and Aelian only have one bedroll between them. Also, two puppy-sized space heaters.

TMG whispers: farkle. I have the price of the extra-strength elixer you gave me, but I can't remember what the DC was boosted to. Do you remember, or shall I go back and hunt through my autosave logs? I know it's in there somewhere.

You whisper to TMG: I don't recall. 15?

TMG whispers: I think it was more than that, because unless I'm mistaken, the base is 13...

* Dr. Hatari makes Heavy eating sounds.

TMG whispers: But ah well. Hunting it is. I'll go look for it.

* Ghostwish saps his sandvich.

TMG whispers: aha, the normal will DC is 14, and the normal price is 150. The price for extra-strength was boosted to 350...

* Thomas Lazarus spends the evening in his armor, perhaps to the perplexment of the other Inquisitors. Not only is it a safety precaution in case a battle does arise, but it helps even the groggiest Lazarus awaken easily.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">(Well. This Lazarus, anyways.)

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">The other one snores like a drunk baboon...

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">There is a thundercap on the western horizon. :B

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">Scamperscamperscamper!!!

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 20 + 2 = 22&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+2 = 7 + 2 = 9&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Landon takes his watch quietly and hands off the watch to the next person.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Vigilant guard! &gt;:O

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt is awoken, and takes his two-hour watch. Spot: &#171; &#160;1d20 = 15&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;, Listen &#171;  &#160;1d20+2 = 4 + 2 = 6&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He wakes up Flint anf gives him the pocketwatch.

* Smoke growls drowsily as Gnogglebolt approaches.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey, hey, it's okay boy, it's just me...&quot;

* Smoke gruffs and growls a bit more before seeming to wake up a bit more and wag his tail a few times. Hi.

TMG whispers: Oh -hell-. The only log I have is the one where you decided on price...but not DC increase. Dangit.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 6 + 8 = 14&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+8 = 13 + 8 = 21&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; watch!

TMG whispers: I ran a search of all my autosave logs. When we decided it, it wasn't in maptool.

You whisper to TMG: I'll fiat 18, then.

TMG whispers: I wanna say the DC was boosted to 18...

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+13 = 13 + 13 = 26&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; spot and &#171;  &#160;1d20+12 = 3 + 12 = 15&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; listen!

Elros:<font color="#009999">spot &#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 15 + 11 = 26&#160; <font color="#009999">&#187; and listen &#171;  &#160;1d20+11 = 18 + 11 = 29&#160; <font color="#009999">&#187; for his watch.

TMG whispers: ah, think alike. Yay. :&gt;

GM:<font color="#000000">Good morning, Guardians! It's the dawn of a new day, Cuthon 11th, and the weather is... &#171; &#160;1d100 = 29&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi was awake for the last two watches, and has been studying her spellbook since.

* Flint Carthan is awake, but stuck beneath a snoring dog. =3=;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Hrmph, quite complainin, I&quot;ve got two snoring puppies over here.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey, c'mon, boy. Time to wake up.&quot; Scritch scritch scritch.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt helps everyone pack up camp and prepare to move on as the sun begins to rise.

* Smoke groans and flops onto Flint's stomach heavily. &quot;-- Umph!&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">My old dog used to do this petulant &quot;Grmmmmmmmmmmmmmnwuff. =3=&quot; when we tried to pull things out from under her, or move her during snoozes. She would just roll over like an inanimate log and keep doing that. =w=;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Awwww, I know that kind of dog |D

* Landon Skar looks to Thomas during breakfast, while donning his own armor.

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">&quot;... You slept well?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">*Sparkle, well rested* |D

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Very. A friend had my platemail enchanted.&quot; He briefly unfastens the armor's gorget and shows Landon the embedded gem in the back.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..A precaution for those assassins hounding us.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;They can't strike you at your most vulnerable if you never are.&quot;

* Landon Skar observes appreciatively. &quot;Who was the smith?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Sir Brian Torris.&quot; |D

* Landon Skar nods. &quot;Might have to see him about a comission.&quot;

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Castleton?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It's quite cheap. Half of what it cost to get the whole suit conventionally warded.&quot; He nods.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah yeah, if you folks knew Tharky, it was a given you'd probably know the Torises...weird family, them. Obsessed with dragons.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Maybe so. But they're very kind.&quot; ^^

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's what they want you to think...&quot; Calrach says, the burises his face in helping haulting stuff back onto the carts.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">*buries

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;What do you mean by that, sir halfling?&quot; Inquisitor pinged. Uh oh.

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

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach looks over. &quot;Just a strange family. Makes for good bard-joke fodder. What are they up to, you have to wonder? Why do they like dragons so much?&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is there anything else suspicious about them aside from their liking dragons?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Ohhh~ come, now.&quot; Thomas chides. &quot;They're a lot less suspicious than we are.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Look, it was just an offhand joke, big sirrah. I was just sayin'. You know we bards, we love to gossip, and -anything- strange is 'suspicious' to us.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach then looks over to Thomas and grins. &quot;Exactly. Why do you think I'm here?&quot;

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

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, very well. But I may go along with you when you pursue that commission, Inquisitor Skar, nonetheless. An enchantment like that would be a boon to any inquisitor.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach helps lift the last load into a cart. &quot;So, shall the Vigilant Guardians and allies be off?&quot;

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mm.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus smirks, imagining Brian's repeat lectures and consternation at hearing who sent them. |D !

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Reminds me. Where exactly are we 'off' to? Are we stopping in Blackwood before heading to the castle, or not?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;That's not a bad idea. There may be something to learn before we head for the castle. It couldn't hurt to check and make sure those folk are alright, besides.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good point. A necromancer in the neighborhood tends to make the rate of 'disappearances' skyrocket.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..I don't know how far Wights and such range from their 'homes', but that town is in danger.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">The miles roll by...

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">And someone is jotting around in their spellbook. :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt gets down to work again.

GM:<font color="#000000">Care to roll your Craft, Spellcraft, and Survival checks now?

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 18 + 11 = 29&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; spellcraft! -5 if its necromancy or illusion, +2 if it's evocation!

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 19 + 11 = 30&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; survival against the favored foe!

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

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 13 + 9 = 22&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; survival!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Craft....hrm. taking 10 this time. &#171; &#160;10+17 = 10 + 17 = 27&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Thirty platinum this time.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#009999">Survival &#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 6 + 6 = 12&#160; <font color="#009999">&#187; to see if we can do better than trail rations?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;27*22 = 27 * 22 = 594&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 11 + 6 = 17&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Survival!

Elros:<font color="#009999">...perhaps assasting Aelian then.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1950.2-59.4 = 1950.2 - 59.4 = 1890.8&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Elros:<font color="#009999">&gt;.&gt;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;6+2+3 = 6 + 2 + 3 = 11&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

* Thomas Lazarus sighs a bit at the mention of platinum. &quot;...&quot; (I didn't have the money to get the inquisitors warding rings. :

GM:<font color="#000000">Either way, that's enough to guarantee enough food for all!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt works carefully today, and there are no mishaps from that carraige.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Yay! And now Tathi has fly in her spellbook. DEATH FROM ABOVE.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Feather tokens + Fly + Tathi gang = TREE BOMBING.

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Not really. Being a wizard who actually uses her intelligence, she knows that flying is just yelling &quot;SHOOT THE WIZARD&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">...she casts fly on Thomas? :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">&quot;Be our bait!&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">He'd crit-fail, and crash into the sky.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Could be useful if we have an airborne foe. :&gt;

Faerie:<font color="#009999">Well you know, flying is easy.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Which, considering we expect the final boss to be exactly that, could come in handy.

Faerie:<font color="#009999">You just have to throw yourself at the ground, and miss.

Faerie:<font color="#009999">&gt;.&gt;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Pfft. x3

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

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach continues idly singing verse, and occasionally practices on his four intsruments.

GM:<font color="#000000">Care to arrange yourselves in camping positions? :3

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Gnooooome. *wagwagwag*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt helps direct the two carts to be placed alongside the road, forming something of a barrier between the road and the camp between the trees

* Thomas Lazarus spends the twilight hours before watches disassembling and cleaning his armor. A conjure water spell and brush by the fireside, and he's plenty occupied for the evening. He was secretly listening to Brian and just pulling his chain, afterall. |9

Brian Toris:<font color="#000000">Strange... I feel the sudden urge to throttle a templar... &gt;.&gt;

Calrach whispers: sometime as everyone's settling in around the camp, preferably a time when Tathi's not as near Aelian (that would just be more of the same) He wanders near Tathi...and spikes her waterskin. Slight of Hand: &#171;&#160;1d20+8 = 8 + 8 = 16&#160;&#187; Have her roll spot?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Tathi, would you care to roll a Spot check?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I so have to ger Anise in on this!

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Tavia, seeing that she's being ignored.. promptly pounces the gnome.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+2+floor((wisdom-10)/2) = 5 + 2 + floor((13 - 10) / 2) = 8&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; Spot!

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

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">Wuff. ^_^

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

Tavia:<font color="#0000FF">What? He's the gnome! *wagwagwag*

* Dr. Hatari imagines old type-writer and printer sounds whenever he sees that macro.

Calrach whispers: Calrach goes to be out of Tathi's line of sight, around a bush or something

You whisper to TMG: Or behind a priest? :B

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">I'm telling you. Railock's are like 4 pages long. They're SMART. They actually check other macros and shit. XD

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I believe you. Programmers. Pff. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah, you silly dog! here!&quot; Gnogglebolt fishes out the leather ball from his pack and tosses it.

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

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">BALL!

TMG whispers: Okay, and tell Ghost that when Tathi goes to take a drink from her waterskin...to make a will save. :&gt;

Smoke:<font color="#000000">BALL! :D

Calrach whispers: or behind a preist, yup. x3

You whisper to Ghostwish: Whenever Tathi goes to take a drink from her waterskin, roll a Will save.

Ghostwish whispers: What the diddly! O_O

* Thomas Lazarus uses his conjuring spell this evening to feed the group's many hungry hawses with fresh feed. |3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">... Landon's horse is forgotten.

Ezer:<font color="#009999">Good. Yes. Keep them over there. &gt;.&gt;

Landon's Horse:<font color="#000000">I'm content to graze. =3=

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Just kidding. He gets some of the Survival greens. |D

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 18 + 9 = 27&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; survival!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+will = 7 + 6 = 13&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187;

You whisper to Ghostwish: Tathi is now charmed with regards to Elros.

TMG whispers: oooh, here it comes :D (but excluse Sszeyl though. As funny as that one would be, Meany isn't here...)

TMG whispers: and say things aloud now. ^^

You whisper to Ghostwish: For... &#171;&#160;1d3 = 1&#160;&#187; hours.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Oh yeah, almost forgot. &#171; &#160;1d3 = 2&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

You whisper to TMG: I'll whisper what I danged well please! XP

You whisper to TMG: Already rolled it. Ghost knows how long it's for. :3

TMG whispers: okay, okay! xD And the infatuation...oh

Elros:<font color="#009999">I've got a bad feeling about this...

Ghostwish whispers: What manner of evil.. I swear if there's a cat involved.. Buuuuut.. would she get a spellcraft to notice the spelleffect? :&gt;

Elros:<font color="#009999">(/Harrison Ford)

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Why did it have to be Wolves... *brick'd*

You whisper to Ghostwish: Nope.

You whisper to Ghostwish: And there's no cat involved. 0:3

Ghostwish whispers: EVIL. *waves pitchfork*

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Heehee, I may leave whispers in this log. x3

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

* Edaric idly strums.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Fatcat lap invasion! &gt;:O

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">My key-typing is being nuzzled.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+13 = 18 + 13 = 31&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; for the evening's entertainment...

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

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

* Thomas Lazarus hums along while peacefully cleaning. |3 ~

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;So what's the story here with this castle, anyway? How did a fluffy-headed necromancer girl get her hands on a castle?&quot;

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;You'd be surprised how often they get abandoned..&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+14 = 18 + 14 = 32&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; Knowledge history!

* Thomas Lazarus defers to the bards on that story.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, apparently, she's a 'black widow' of a woman. She married a noble, then everyone mysteriously vanished.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And it wasn't the first time. She supposedly did it to two.&quot;

You whisper to Ghostwish: Might as well explain. Someone spiked Tathi's waterskin with an Elixir of Love. ;3

Ghostwish whispers: I WAS JUST OPENING THE DMG TO LOOK IT UP TOO. XD

Ghostwish whispers: No lie. You stopped me right as I was skimming over Rods to get to the wonderous item section XD

You whisper to Ghostwish: XD!

Calrach whispers: did Calrach see Tathi take a sip of her waterskin?

You whisper to TMG: Yes. And the charm effect is on Elros.

Ghostwish whispers: I was thinking.. what could charm but not trigger a spellcraft.. love potion! :P

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Sad to say that doesn't surprise me...&quot;

Calrach whispers: yeah, got that much, wasjust wondering if the scene hasn't begun yet. nevermind. :o

Ghostwish whispers: .. AND I MISSED THE DC BY ONE POINT! SNARRGEN FLARGEN WAGH!

* Thomas Lazarus frowns a bit.

Elros:<font color="#009999">&quot;Hmf. Maybe she was a necrophiliac necromancer?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;There's a number of good reasons I don't study necromancy.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ugh. Don't even say things like that. Would rather not think of it.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;When we encountered her in the first place, she was backstabbing her present man to masquerade as a prisoner.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;... given how much she was fawning over that beast, I wouldn't be surprised at that either.&quot; &gt;.&gt;

* Thomas Lazarus clears his throat. - -;

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">HAY LETZ TALK ABOOT TIEFLINGS IN HEAT HOKAY?

* Ghostwish just broke the record for most brickings in a single sitting.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">GONNA SMITE U SO HARD

* GM adds a brick to the pile. :P

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Been a long time since we were in Blackwood, eh, Ael?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Wonder if the White Stag is still open.&quot; :3

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">.. I sense history here. :P

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">There was a White Stag inn in a previous campaign of mine. :o

Aelian:<font color="#000000">&quot;Why wouldn't it be?&quot;

* Edaric shrugs. &quot;Don't know, just making conversation.&quot; :3

Elros:<font color="#009999">Elros shrugs. &quot;Places close sometimes?&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Tathi, what are you looking at?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Hrm? Oh. My spellbook. Why?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus muses.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Did you two adventure near Blackwood before?&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#000000">&quot;... No reason.&quot; And as Elros is in the line of sight between Tathi and Aelian...

Ghostwish whispers: ... she made the save.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Once or twice. It was a few years ago. There was an outbreak of krenshar in the woods, and they were making off with the livestock in the airea.&quot;

Player &quot;Ghostwish.&quot; is not connected. You whisper to Ghostwish: Ah, that's where you're wrong.

Ghostwish whispers: It just donned on me. &quot;No way she's more interested in some green hair half elf over the red hair half... elf... elf.. elf...&quot;

Ghostwish whispers: +2 against enchantments. XD

You whisper to Ghostwish: This elixir's DC was 18.

Ghostwish whispers: WHAT. SHENNIGANS!!!

You whisper to Ghostwish: Blame a prank-inclined party member. x3

Ghostwish whispers: Someone's getting fireballed. &gt;:P

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Mmm?&quot; He nods, but seems mildly puzzled by whatever Krenshar refer to. With armor interior washed down and fresh, he goes about putting it back together.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Think of a big cat with a spotted gray coat.&quot;

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

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Then give it the ability to flip its face inside out.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">D|

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;.. why.. why would it want to do that?&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Meanwhile, Calrach is twiddling his thumbs and tapping his feet as he's sitting up against a tree stup, as if he's impatient for something.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Scare tactics. And I tell you, it works.&quot; ^^; &quot;Imagine it. You're walking through the woods during the twilight hours... waiting, watching for something to jump out at you...&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... then SCREE!&quot; Edaric grins and makes a pouncing motion, hands held up like claws. &gt;:D

Elros:<font color="#009999">Elros raises an eyebrow

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I.. see. The dark corners of the earth hold the oddest creatures, I'm learning. Had I remained cloistered away in a temple all my days, I wonder if I could ever have believed in such a beast so easily.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;I'm not sure.. I think I'd break out laughing if they looked as silly as you.&quot; Tathi says with a smirk.

* Edaric laughs!

TMG whispers: ....okay, I gotta ask. Why has no shennanigans begun? Tathi should have been all &quot;Oh Elros, did I ever tell you how beautiful your eyes were...&quot; already. :B

* Thomas Lazarus idly places the large scabbard of his blade in lap and draws it out. He rubs the edge down with an armored thumb and cloth before spending some time sliding a whetstone along the length. The smooth grinding sound is rather soothing.

You whisper to TMG: I've done what I can. :B

TMG whispers: oooo...kay.

You whisper to TMG: I can't play either character for them. Some instigation may be needed.

TMG whispers: so Ghost is just refusing to play it now? You should have said &quot;Tathi suddenly feels powerful infatuation wash over her...&quot;

TMG whispers: it's a mind-affecting effect, so what should have been done is &quot;Your character suddenly feels this way about something. Now play it like that.&quot; But oh well...

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Oh ho, this will be a useful spell for camping.&quot; Tathi says eagerly.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;...&quot; =w=;; Eventually he has a handful of rather decimated whetstone. &quot;... I guess you need magic whetstones to keep magic edges.&quot;

* Flint Carthan and Landon are doing a little light sparring.

TMG whispers: this is also why I was expecting it to be brought out of whispers. :B But oh well again...

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;...&quot; =w=;; Eventually he has a handful of rather decimated whetstone. &quot;... I guess you need magic whetstones to keep magic edges.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Magic weapons never need to be sharpened.&quot; Tathi comments idly.

* Thomas Lazarus peers at the blade curiously. :.

GM:<font color="#000000">Shall we set watch?

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sorry, Tech. Guess shenanigans were not meant to be.

Elros:<font color="#009999">&quot;The one prior to that.&quot;

TMG whispers: Seriously? Going to go by without it happening? You're supposed to -make- him, he failed the will save. -_-

Liatai:<font color="#000000">We need to move the lot forward.

* Thomas Lazarus settles into bed for the evening. He has a hilarious night-cap to go with his full-platemail pajamas. =w= *brick'd*

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

TMG whispers: Oh well, yet again...

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I have zero idea what we were expected to do. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Going to bring it out of whispers now.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Something else was supposed to happen. That didn't.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Calrach spiked Tathi's waterskin with an elixir of love.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Was waiting for any effects to happen.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">But it seems they didn't. ^^;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Yeeeeah, I actually stepped in and dampered it to keep PC death from happening. :\

TMG:<font color="#000000">She even failed the will save legitimately, and was supposed to go all infatuation right away. But for some reason, ghost is refusing to play it.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">You seem to forget that Tathi is a volatile, war-scarred elf.. if she found out, in any form or fashion, that someone tried to (in her eyes) pry her from her lover, someone would have DIED.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Which is very, very irritating.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Uhhhhh that's pretty hardcore for a joke.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Yah. And in bad taste.

GM:<font color="#000000">Now now, guys.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Oh, it shouldn't have been that bad.

TMG:<font color="#000000">You're just blwoing it out of proportion.

GM:<font color="#000000">The past is past, let's move on.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Yus. ^^;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Yes, keep your pranks in the harmless grade. Not in the relationship destruction grade. Remember. Fire and lightning and.. if she keeps prodding that spellbook, acid.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Oh! Cold too. Is this spellbook random or catered, DM? :&gt;

TMG:<font color="#000000">It wouldn't have been relationship-destructing. Just an hour of obviously magic-induced fawning.

GM:<font color="#000000">The night is quiet... everyone back into the carts! Dawn of a New Day, Cuthon 12th. Your weather forecast is... &#171; &#160;1d100 = 95&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Like I said, blowing it out of proportion.

GM:<font color="#000000">... horrid. D: One moment.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Intentions =/= consequences. =w=;

Faerie:<font color="#009999">The weather forecast is &quot;yo have angered the GM&quot; from the look of it. &gt;.&gt;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Are you just some parrot that randomly spouts guru-level knowledge, hatari? XD

* Ghostwish throws crackers at him.

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

GM:<font color="#000000">It be storming.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">D: Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Oh buggering hell.&quot; Tathi mutters, putting her spellbook back in her bag.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ghe!&quot; Gnogglebolt wakes up to a thunderclap as the rain begins to fall.

Elros:<font color="#009999">&quot;...I've seen better weather.&quot; Says the soaking half-elf.

Kor:<font color="#0000FF">Yah, see, the spellbook's waterproof. But does she give a hoot about me? Nooooooo..

* Flint Carthan tilts his hat to let the rainwater run off. &quot;Your call. Press on or wait it out?&quot;

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">*whine* I don't like thunder..

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Press on. No sense in getting soaked.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnopgglebolt starts to load things up...then stops.

* Ezer hides in Gnogglebolt's cart, because it has a roof.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, everyone in the open cart is going to get soaked...depends on if you people are okay with being exposed to the elements.&quot;

Ezer:<font color="#009999">... :[

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Teeny Rin says screw this noise and toughs the storm out.

* Landon Skar is soaked, but not complaining.

* Thomas Lazarus looks up at the storming overhead. &quot;...&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;A pity this new spell can't move..&quot; Tathi mutters from beneath her cloak.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach lies back in the cart and just lets the rain fall down on him with a smile.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... Oh, hey. You know...&quot; He muses.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I have an idea.&quot; :&gt;

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

* Smoke hops in the cart with Ezer. D: Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Elros, drive the horses a bit, would you? Let's stop at the first bit of big rock you find along the path.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#009999">&quot;Alright, no one hold their swords up.&quot;

Ezer:<font color="#009999">And you smell like wet dog. :x

Smoke:<font color="#000000">I AM a wet dog. :B

Ezer:<font color="#009999">Exactly. o.o

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Hmmm.. I don't think this spell would cover the carts and horses too..&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Have a big rock.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;What's your plan?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus just deals with the rain in stride until such a time as they stop. Atleast it isn't a winter rain.

* Cadamon Gardner looks over at Flint. &quot;... You wouldn't happen to have a spare hat, would you?&quot; ^^;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Pull up beside that, would you? I've never done this before. Let's see how it goes.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sorry, Lieutenant Commander.&quot; |3

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;First, to scribe it down..&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">The carts are pulled up beside the rock.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 17 + 11 = 28&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; spellcraft! -5 if its necromancy or illusion, +2 if it's evocation!

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Leomund's Tiny Hut learned. Now how long does it take to quickly(haha) prepare one spell again?

* Thomas Lazarus hops out of the cart and stands beside the boulder. He rubs a palm over the surface and remarks to Flint. &quot;A miracle of transformation. For our little open-roof cart.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">From an open spell-slot, 15 minutes.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas does it very routinely.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach looks on curiously.

Elros:<font color="#009999">Elros wonders what Thomas is planning.

* Thomas Lazarus ontones a Stone Shape spell, and the perimeter of the boulder takes on temporarily clay-like and moving qualities! Pseudopods of stone reach over for the cart. It's somewhat spindley and awkward as Thomas vaguely orchestrates it with his hands. &quot;:9&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Quite clever, Brother Thomas!&quot; :3

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">It takes a few minutes, but slowly, a thin bowl-like stone roof assembles itself over the cart. It's heavy, but not overwhelming.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Okay, that's as good as I can do.&quot; Says the soaked templar.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Very nicely done!&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus plods back inside and drips. ^^;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Afk 2 more shakes.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Meanwhile in the other cart, Gnogglebolt continues his work, taking his time and doing it carefully. &#171; &#160;10+17 = 10 + 17 = 27&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;27*22 = 27 * 22 = 594&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1890.8-59.4 = 1890.8 - 59.4 = 1831.4&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

GM:<font color="#000000">The storm clears up by midday, but the road is still covered in puddles and deep muddy spots.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Another lovely day on the road..&quot; Tathi comments.

GM:<font color="#000000">That's going to cut into your travel time a little... you only travel half as far today.

Elros:<font color="#009999">&quot;As least we're not the ones walking in it.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hrm. With our slowed pace, we'll probably get into Blackwood by nightfall tomorrow, rather than midday...&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Hmm. What holidays are in Cuthon, by the way? :o

GM:<font color="#000000">For the sake of expediting travel, the night is calm, though cloudy.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">We actually haven't brainstormed any.

TMG:<font color="#000000">We'll need to do that during this next week. :O

GM:<font color="#000000">Dawn of a New Day - Cuthon 13th.

GM:<font color="#000000">Your weather is... &#171; &#160;1d100 = 99&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

GM:<font color="#000000">Horrid yet again.

TMG:<font color="#000000">....Oh GEEZE. xD

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ugh! Storm's back!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;At this rate, we won't get into Blackwood until tomorrow...&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Allright, I'm willing to say let's camp this one out..&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;That'll take even longer!&quot;

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">Drip, drip.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Vigilant Guardians beset by fierce storms, slowed down, and at odds of what to do!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;For the sake of our horses, if nothing else, perhaps we should.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Alright...at least it gives me more time to work on my device, though it still won't be ready for anything soon...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;This is even worse than yesterday.&quot; D: Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt helps everyone makes camp, and tries to use materials on hand to make a makeshift tarp/tent for the horses. Craft untyped: &#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 11 + 8 = 19&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">4 % worse!!! *bricks*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Probably circumstance modifier down for inclement weather, but should still be sufficient...

Edaric:<font color="#000000">I'm siiiiiingin' in the rain... or strumming. &#171; &#160;1d20+13 = 15 + 13 = 28&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

* Thomas Lazarus takes out a ration-bar and hides under shelter. |3

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi picks a small, crystal orb out of her spell component pouch, and casts a spell around it. A green, opaque sphere suddenly pops into existance around her.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Is dat sum Cold War Cover spell?

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Set up camp in here!&quot; Tathi calls from inside the sphere. &quot;It fits nine others, but I can't move outside of it without canceling the spell!&quot;

* Ghostwish throws a trout at Hatari. :3

* Landon Skar stands outside in the rain. =3=;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm, not enough for everyone then...I'll spend the night outside!&quot;

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Now, assuming outside isn't terribly hot or cold, the inside should be a steady 70 degrees F.

* Flint Carthan prods Landon. &quot;Oi. You get inside. I've got the portable cover.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach looks over to landon as the other person not seeking shelter. Remembering the prank he pulled before.. &quot;Ah, brother-in-weather! We don't let these things bother us, huh?&quot;

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mm.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;We're tough!&quot; :D

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mm.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Shiver-quiver. =w=; Thomas crowds the campfire.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;You get inside, too, halfling. You're a singer, right? Won't do any of us any good if you catch a cold.&quot; Flint leans on a tree and lets the water run off the front of his hat.

* Thomas Lazarus calls out from the shelter, &quot;Checking you for pnuemonia in the morning.&quot; Flatly.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">Crap. =3=;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">... Fort save &#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 5 + 6 = 11&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; for lulz.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;oh, fine.&quot; Calrach wanders in.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">ooooo... me thinks the DC should be about 12. :P

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

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">When morning comes, I'm so rolling a Hide check. &gt;.&gt;;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">DOKTOR, DOKTOR, GIVE ME THE NEWS- *brick'd!*

GM:<font color="#000000">Dawn of a New Day - Cuthon 14th! Weather roll - &#171; &#160;1d100 = 7&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

GM:<font color="#000000">Finally a nice day!

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 16 + 8 = 24&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">... and Flint is nowhere to be seen. =3=;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Hahaha, oh wow.

* Smoke is sleeping with the horses. Zzz...

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi dispells the sphere, sighing in relief at some NICE weather for a change.

Elros:<font color="#009999">&quot;Lovely, have we lost someone?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus practically leaps from the protective sphere in the morning. =3= &#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 15 + 2 = 17&#160;  &#187;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Brother Carthan?&quot; &gt;.&gt; &#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 10 + 3 = 13&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Brother Fliiint~&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Ohhhh no you don't. This templar is just too wiley.

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

Elros:<font color="#009999">Search &#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 2 + 11 = 13&#160; <font color="#009999">&#187; to find Flint

Elros:<font color="#009999">Ffffff...

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 18 + 11 = 29&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; spot and &#171;  &#160;1d20+10 = 14 + 10 = 24&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; listen!

* Thomas Lazarus stands near the carts for a few minutes in concentration.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;There he is!&quot; :3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Wait wait, Aelian. I had lulz planned. x3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yep, Aelian sees him. Camoflagued with his green cloak and hat, huddling in a tree. Though let's wait. x3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright, we should get into Blackwood tonight...&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aw, okay, retconned. :&gt;

* Thomas Lazarus raises two fingers before himself in a nearly ninjitsu-invoking gesture. =3= Locate Object: Hat.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Open spell slot, you've done it again!

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">*SNNRRRKK* He finds Clint. Whoops, wrong hat!

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">Answer's the same as it was for Aelian. Your spell radar points you to a tree, where an inquisitor is trying very hard not to be seen.

* Thomas Lazarus reaches for the cloaked Carthan and tugs him directly out of camoflage. =3=

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Over here, mister.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Ping.... ping... &quot;SIR! We've got hats!&quot;

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">the thought of that made me giggle. XD

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I know, total waste of a spell, should have let Aelian take it.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">But it was too lulzy.

* Flint Carthan is pulled down out of a tree. You got +1 inquisitor! &quot;-- Hey!&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;YOU ARE LAYING DOWN IN THIS CART TODAY, MISTER.&quot;

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

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Dare I ask?&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;You do -not- want to know.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;There you are. Why you keep ducking the healers I never will be able to understand --&quot; &#171; &#160;1d20+12 = 6 + 12 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Heal! &quot;We're trying to help you.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;M'fine,&quot; he says gruffly, brushing leaves off his cloak.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Flint finds himself stun-locked by the unscrupulous double-nagging of the clerics.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Highly amusing. I'm finished, though. x3

* Landon Skar ambles over.

* Landon Skar picks up the much smaller inquisitor by the scruff of his cloak.

* Landon Skar deposits Flint in the cart.

* Thomas Lazarus nods approvingly. &gt;:3

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;.. hmph.&quot; Flint looks like a petulant child.

GM:<font color="#000000">Finally, you'll reach Blackwood today!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">More crafty. Gngglebolt decides to take another chance and try something new. &#171; &#160;1d20+17 = 9 + 17 = 26&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Elros:<font color="#009999">At least you're not exploding things.

Elros:<font color="#009999">&gt;.&gt;

Faerie:<font color="#009999">Good grief, slow load.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Which worked out about the same. &#171; &#160;26*22 = 26 * 22 = 572&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

GM:<font color="#000000">Whenever you're ready, hop on over to Blackwood - Market!

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">where.. where did these dwarven icons come from? Drof just spat out whiskey. SPAT. OUT. WHISKEY.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Dwarf Fortress comic. :B

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">AND SO OUR PARTY'S MOB ARRIVES. :P

* Dr. Hatari is spammed. :o

* Dr. Hatari scrolls.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1831.4-57.2 = 1831.4 - 57.2 = 1774.2&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Faerie:<font color="#009999">Finally loaded. :B

GM:<font color="#000000">Welcome to Blackwood, nestled in a forest rich in walnut trees. And, of course, the nearest town to Pamela's hideout. Seems you've arrived in time for a halfling caravan visit, too.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It's good to stretch my legs again.&quot; During the walk into town Thomas looks about.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">Am I still confined to the cart? ... Let's see. &#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 16 + 8 = 24&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Hide, &#171;  &#160;1d20+7 = 19 + 7 = 26&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Move Silently... Sneak sneak sneak. &gt;.&gt;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Not deserted, nor surrounded by fiendish crows. Certainly looks better off than Redtree did.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, Blackwood's a lot larger than Redtree was, too. They've got their own militia.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's a much bigger town than Redtree. redtree was just a rural farming commnity, this is a trading post.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Where there's trade, there's lots of people, and where there's lots of people, there's fortification.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;True. Perhaps I'm overestimating the scope of Pamela's threat.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Still. Let's see about finding the leader of this militia and seeing if anything has been amiss.&quot;

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 12 + 2 = 14&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+2 = 20 + 2 = 22&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; on the escaping inquisitor... =3=

* Landon Skar grabs the back of Flint's cloak. =3=

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

* Flint Carthan looks at Landon and grins sheepishly. &quot;... You're not gonna turn me in, are ya...?&quot; =3=;;;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;I could tie him up if need be..&quot;

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">&quot;You're sick. You need to stay here.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;... bah.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm not sick.&quot;

* Flint Carthan sneezes.

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Stay.&quot;

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

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;All right, all right.&quot; Grumble grumble.

Elros:<font color="#009999">&quot;If you're not, you're sure doing a good impression of it.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Flint finds himself with a Metal Gear guard alert timer.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">!

* Flint Carthan hides in the cart. &gt;.&gt;; &#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 20 + 8 = 28&#160;  &#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Whose footprints are these...

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Oh well. Guess it's nothing. *wanders off*

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

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

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Meany inbound!

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

</i>Liatai:<font color="#000000">Is a Meany! :D

Liatai:<font color="#000000">We're on Blackwood - Market. :3

Faerie:<font color="#009999">...

Faerie:<font color="#009999">It just occurred to me, &quot;Blackwood - Market&quot; sounds like it should be a Metro station.

Faerie:<font color="#009999">Or maybe a route, or something.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It'll probably be a minute or two before he loads in. o3o

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">In the meantime

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Liatai, I notice our dual-wielding inquisitor pals are statted out. If I may pry, what's Cadamon's HP total?

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;By Alobal, what was he doing with such powerful spells in his book? I can't cast half of these!&quot;

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

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I forgot to change his stats over to Party NPC. x3

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

* Thomas Lazarus holds a platinum ring between two fingers and muses. He regards the other three inquisitors.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Anyway, Ghost, to answer your much earlier question... That book is tailor-made. I'm sure a gnome could tell you more about its original owner. ;3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I had Anise in mind when I aquired this; it's a focus for my most powerful warding spell. I'm not sure who to cast it on, now, between the lot of everyone here.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Any other front-line volunteers?&quot;

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mm.&quot;

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">which book?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Asterac's.

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">right, we're on a new day, aren't we?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Not quite yet. It's late afternoon.

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

* Thomas Lazarus nods once, and places the ring in Landon's palm. &quot;Very good, brother.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">though it should be near nightfall as qwe arrive in Blackwood

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

* Landon Skar nods. &quot;I'll return it when the mission's done.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#996600">-.-

Meany:<font color="#996600">Impossibly bad mood right now.

Meany:<font color="#996600">As a warning.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I've gone through so many of those, the jewler assumes I'm always back for another. ^^;&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">D: Liatai:<font color="#000000">&gt;: *offers tea*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So...anyone feel like hitting up...&quot; Gnogglebolt looks around. &quot;Er, 'the bar' tonight, or shall that wait till morning?&quot;

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

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;No!&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus gives Gnogglebolt a curious look.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;The bar? The White Stag is just around the corner if it hasn't moved.&quot; :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I was rather under the impression you were dry, Gnogglebolt.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#009999">&quot;It might be nice to get some food, I suppose.&quot;

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

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;... I don't think that would be wise, Gnogglebolt.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi peers quizzically at Aelian. &quot;Why not?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;The castle, I meant. I was afraid of someone watching.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And now it doesn't matter. :/ &quot;

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

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Tathi, really, you need to get a handle on this.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;On what?&quot; She asks.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Your drinking habit. For the forest's sake, you try and take a dwarf's load with half his heft.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well, now..&quot; He looks to the town. &quot;My suggestion is for us to put out some feelers, here, and hear what we can hear before departing.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So, anyone feel like visiting the castle tonight, or the morning tomorrow?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi crosses her arms in a pouty fashion. &quot;I can handle my own, thank you.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Best to save that particular assault for daylight hours, considering the foe.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;I can help with finding out things!&quot; Calrach grins.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Uh huh. Let's poll the leaden mace concerning that. I seem to recall stories about a certain door..&quot;

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

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

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hm.&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#009999">&gt;.&gt;

Faerie:<font color="#009999">Speaking of bars...I'm kinda hungry. :B

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is this White Stag just a tavern, or is it an inn, too?&quot;

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

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

</i>Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">phew. finished picking through the spellbook.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well, if you could find out who the local Captain is, that would be a fine start.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;...local captain? Just ask any guard. And why do you need to know that, anyway?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Inn.&quot; :3 &quot;Kyle Talrain's the owner if I'm not mistaken. Kinda catlike-lookin'. Ehlonna worshipper.&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#009999">Liatai: WOuld you mind if I went and brought back noms right quick?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Go right ahead! ^^

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I don't see any guards, though.&quot; =w=;

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

Faerie:<font color="#009999">brb~

* Liatai FACEDESKS.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I FORGOT THE GUARDS. XD

Faerie:<font color="#009999">Hm?

Faerie:<font color="#009999">Derp :B

Faerie:<font color="#009999">And now, brb for real.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">One moment, I'll get you some guards. XD

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Besides, it's like I said. To ask about any recent disturbances, and business with the castle, naturally!&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Don't worry, you're still way behind in the DM's derpathon. :P

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well then, just look around a corner. Hey, I think I see one now...&quot; *in preparation for DM-dropping. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">You gonna volunteer or just keep making fun of me D|

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

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach skips ahead of the party to the first guard he sees.

Guard:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hello there. Looking for something?&quot;

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

</i>Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Fatcat 2: Return of the nuzzling.

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

Meany:<font color="#996600">Such an foul mood. -.-

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;In a manner of speaking! I'm an explorer of sorts, specializing in haunted ruins. I'm here to look into this... Castle Osyluth that's nearby. And I was wondering, have there been any unusual disturbances recently?&quot;

Guard:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, I'm sorry, I thought you were with the caravan... The haunted castle, huh?&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yup! Always looking for a good story to write about. People eat that stuff up, you know.&quot;

Guard:<font color="#000000">&quot;If you want stories, you should check the inn. But in regards to disturbances regarding the haunted castle... We have had three people disappear in the past four days. Farmers on the outskirts report a large black shadow that swoops down from the castle at night and steals their livestock... And Talrain's white deer was stolen, but that's not likely to have anything to do with the castle.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;I see, I see! Well, thank you! Must go investigate more to write up my story! Busy, busy, busy!&quot;

Guard:<font color="#000000">&quot;Take care.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach skips back to the group....

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;What news?&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">...except cadamon and thomas have left it? :B

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Ah well, pretending everyone's the same.

* Thomas Lazarus is just taking in the town. He's presently admiring the center square's fountain. |3

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Unfortunately, what we expected.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I keep remembering that dorf fortress comic and laughing. :B

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Three people have vanished in the night in the last four days while we were traveling. In addition, there's been a great shadow swooping out of the sky and snatching up livestock.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#996600">Okay.

Meany:<font color="#996600">I've calmed down.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Mm..&quot; He narrows his eyes a bit.

Meany:<font color="#996600">And managed to physically stop strangling the dog.

* Meany sips tea.

* Cadamon Gardner mutters a brief prayer solemnly.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Good. Going on fixating and talking about how moody you are doesn't help undo it. =3=;

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">Shopping time.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I've little doubt who 'that' was. Unless there's a whole pack of them in there.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">Suddenly.

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">A drow in drab brown monk-like garb.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..I'd hate if that were the case.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;While I'm loath to wait any longer, we should attack at dawn. Our foes are nocturnal, and should be winding down at that time.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Let's quickly find some rest, now, and start our travel before sunrise.

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">http://www.finechineseclothing.com/eng/Product/detail.aspx?ProductID=1300

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">For reference.

* Guard is watching carefully.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Without a doubt. It's not just nocturnal; many of them will be physically incapable of defending the courtyard in the presence of the sun.&quot;

* Sszeyl browses. &gt;:.

Valerian:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good day -- you're new.&quot; The shop owner arches an eyebrow.

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&quot;Yes.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&quot;Just came in with an adventuring troupe.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I SPY WITH MY TINY RIN.

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

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">What, really? XD

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm. I like Calrach's plan. Yes, let us go to rest now, before the sun has fully set, so we can wake up earlier in the morning tomorrow.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I just pulled that token out of my library, I have no idea who/what it is XD

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's what's-his-name, Jim Raynor's nemesis. I forget. From Starcraft 2 concept art. x3

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">that is SO otto. XD

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&quot;What do you have for fighting undead priced less than... one thousand gold? |o&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">He has a Ghost cloaked next to him.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It is rather remarkably Otto-y. :.

Valerian:<font color="#000000">&quot;Undead? You can check with the apothecary for holy water.&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&quot;Already have that.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">GOD BLESS THE OTTOMAN EMPIRE. *brick'd*

Valerian:<font color="#000000">&quot;What is your magical specialty? Arcane or divine?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&quot;But our Arcanist is too drunk right now to shop for herself. ^^&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&quot;She's an...Evocationist, methinks.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">It's really just fair to assume Aelian inevitably loses, isn't it?

Faerie:<font color="#009999">And back

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

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( Wb. ))

Valerian:<font color="#000000">&quot;One Fireball scroll coming up.&quot; =3=

Valerian:<font color="#000000">&quot;... In seriousness, though. Evocation versus undead...&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Might I suggest Light of Venya?

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Oooo.. A magic shop..&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&quot;Ohno.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&quot;Aelian, please tell me she's sober. =3=;;&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Yes I'm sober.&quot; Growl snarl.

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&quot;You don't sound it.&quot;

Valerian:<font color="#000000">&quot;You've got your standard blow-em-up spells that should work just fine. If you're an adventuring group, though, may I suggest a Knock scroll? We recently got a shipment of those from the caravan. Top quality.&quot; :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... Are the Light of _ spells arcane? :.

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&quot;I'm unfamiliar with that spell. :.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">As a matter of fact, they are. And evocation.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Or, can be. It is in both the cleric and wizard sections.

TMG:<font color="#000000">what about, uh...'sunburst'?

TMG:<font color="#000000">oh, that's lv 8. ^^;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Not much else available is going to give Tathi the option of unloading on an undead for 12d6 at level 6.

Valerian:<font color="#000000">&quot;Very useful for opening locked or jammed doors in ruins. There's also Light of Lunia and Light of Venya.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&quot;I recall our cleric using those. :.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&quot;They're also arcane spells?&quot;

Valerian:<font color="#000000">&quot;And Light of Mercuria.&quot;

Valerian:<font color="#000000">&quot;They can be.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus looks up at the tavern.

Valerian:<font color="#000000">&quot;Lunia would be 25 gold pieces per scroll, Mercuria 150, and Venya 375. Or I could give you a three-pack on one scroll with all three on it for 550 GP.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach pounds on the door. DX

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Ah, there we go. :&gt;

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

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

* Thomas Lazarus reaches for the handle and opens the door for him.

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Why are you ordering all these spells, Sszeyl?&quot;

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

Barmaid:<font color="#000000">&quot;Welcome, welcome! What can I get for you?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&quot;As aides for you. So you can focus on more explosion spells.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&quot;And plan on what situations to use that gem. :&gt;&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Ooh, fellow halflings!

Elros:<font color="#009999">Elros follows the others in.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh, a popular place..&quot; :3

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Well thank you then.&quot; Tathi says, smiling.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Calrach didn't notice the ones making soup? x3

TMG:<font color="#000000">Oh, oops. I saw them, but...forgot about them. ^^;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&quot;I'll take one three-spell scroll, please. And how much for the Knocks, again?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&quot;...Hmm, Tathi.&quot;

Valerian:<font color="#000000">&quot;150 gold pieces for one.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus takes a seat at the bar and settles in peacefully. |3

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&quot;How much gold do you have? Perhaps you could purchase another gem. One with an air elemental. :3&quot;

Kyle Talrain:<font color="#000000">&quot;What's your pleasure, stranger?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt orders a decent dinner in preparation for the morrow.

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&quot;Create a blast furnace for them undead. =3=&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">Calculating.

* Thomas Lazarus gives the barkeep a casual look-over. &quot;..Say. You don't happen to know a fellow from the Talespinner tavern in Castleton, do you? I'd swear, you look the spitting image of his brother.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&#171; &#160;860-550 = 860 - 550 = 310&#160; <font color="#996600">&#187;

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&#171; &#160;310-150 = 310 - 150 = 160&#160; <font color="#996600">&#187;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Good meal is 5 sp, so deducting that from both Gnogglebolt and Calrach

Kyle Talrain:<font color="#000000">&quot;Talespinner? So you know Darroth, then. How's the old scoundrel?&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&quot;Two knocks, and one three spell scroll, for Lunia, Mecuria, and Venya, please.&quot;

* Valerian selects them and hands them over.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Well, darn. Afk once again.

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">Gold is handed over.

Kyle Talrain:<font color="#000000">&quot;Very good to hear.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&quot;Here you go, Tathi. :3&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">Le scroll giving.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Thank you!&quot; ^_^

Kyle Talrain:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't think Darroth and I are related, though. If we are, it's a well-kept family secret.&quot;

Kyle Talrain:<font color="#000000">&quot;So, what brings Talespinner regulars to Blackwood?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">And the drow exits. =3=

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, we're just passing by, on our way somewhere else.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But we do need rooms for the night.&quot;

* Kyle Talrain looks over toward the door. &quot;... and with a priest of Saint Cuthbert, no less. Did something happen?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus waves a hand in the air. &quot;Oh no, not him. I meant his bouncer. Although the fellow's name escapes me now.&quot; :.

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

Kyle Talrain:<font color="#000000">&quot;Can't say I've met his bouncer. The last time I saw Darroth was... years ago. When he was travelling.&quot;

Tokens dropped onto map 'Blackwood - Market'Otto Werner:<font color="#FF0000">SPELL TURRETS.

Elros:<font color="#009999">Something something lack of chairs around the bar.

Kyle Talrain:<font color="#000000">&quot;Of course. It'll be 5 silver pieces for the day, 2 gold if you want a private room.&quot;

* Cadamon Gardner tries to be inconspicuous. ^^;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;A glass of red wine, if you please.&quot; |3

* Edaric settles in to listen to the barmaid by the fire sing. :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm. Well, there's a fair number of us. Eleven people, plus some animals.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Meanwhile, Calrach gabs it up with the other halflings in their native language, and then disappears from the tavern, saying &quot;I'll be back&quot; to everone else. Gather Information check; anothing about stories on castle Osyluth and recent disturbances.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Gather Info: &#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 17 + 10 = 27&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Kyle Talrain:<font color="#000000">&quot;We have a few varieties here. Any particular preference?&quot; To Gnogglebolt, &quot;Not a problem, unless you all want private rooms. We only have five of those open.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#009999">&quot;And if you'd be so kind, could I have some tea?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't think we'll worry about the luxury of privat rooms. We just need enough space for all of us for one night.&quot;

Hafling Druid's Riding Dog:<font color="#000000">Pups. :)

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi enters a bar. The doom song starts playing.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;The Merlot, then.&quot; |3

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Does Calrach turn up any information?

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">DOggy! :D

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

Elros:<font color="#009999">&quot;Hmm. Tathi and Aelian though, would you want to be sleeping in the same room as them?&quot; &gt;.&gt;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's silly, but I had wines bookmarked in advance for Thomas' reference, since I know nothing about them personally. |B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oh good I'm not alone. XD

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I was trying to pin down &quot;common or fine wine.&quot; =3=;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">http://wine.about.com/od/redwines/a/redwinebasics.htm |B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">http://wine.about.com/od/redwines/a/redwinebasics.htm

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I'm not a drunk, honestly. We just went three days on bread and water, and it tastes good. House-warming parties are an exception.

Kyle Talrain:<font color="#000000">&quot;Here you are. That'll be five copper pieces for you...&quot; A mug is slid in Elros' direction. &quot;And two silver for you.&quot; A glass of wine is placed in front of Thomas.

* Thomas Lazarus nods with a glowing smile and slides the coins over.

Hafling Druid's Riding Dog:<font color="#000000">Hello, pups. :)

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">Suspiscious drow is suspiscious.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Anyway. Calrach gets a little more info on the disappearances.

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">Wandering around town...&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 12 + 6 = 18&#160; <font color="#996600">&#187; Spot, &#171;  &#160;1d20+6 = 11 + 6 = 17&#160; <font color="#996600">&#187; Listen for suspiscious activity. &gt;:.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">A farmer's daughter, a merchant's adult son, and a half-elven woman who came with the caravan.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">That is perhaps the most terrifying thing an isolated human community could imagine. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">That's about all there is that you haven't gotten already.

Helmed Guard:<font color="#000000">&quot;What are you doing?&quot; &gt;:|

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&quot;Me? =3=&quot;

Helmed Guard:<font color="#000000">&quot;You.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Anything on stories or history of Castle Osyluth?

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&quot;Wandering aimlessly.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">Broad grin with sunglasses.

Helmed Guard:<font color="#000000">&quot;Wander somewhere else. You're making the people nervous.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">Look around. People freaked out?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Only one bit of history you haven't been already told... The lord had a wife before Pamela, and a son by her.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yes, they are. Most of them are looking at you warily.

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( Drat. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( Had such donation plans for the castle. :B ))

Calrach:<font color="#000000">An hour later, Calrach turns up back at the inn and accompanies everyone up to the rooms to tell them what little he learned.

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&quot;How very odd.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I sense a disturbance in the peace. =3=

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&quot;That a town on the outskirts, where unsavory sorts would gather, would be less adapted than the former capital to strange sights. =3=&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&quot;Aww well.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">Cartwheeling off.

Helmed Guard:<font color="#000000">&gt;:|

* Thomas Lazarus finishes off his wine with a dreamy look. |3

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Let's see what Tathi can glean about this castle.. applicable knowledge checks?

* Edaric is watching the barmaid sing. He looks a little zoned out. :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oh come on. XD

* Thomas Lazarus cracks open his right eye and spies Cadamon. &quot;..It's good to indulge the finer things in life once in a while. Especially after such a trek. Wouldn't you agree?&quot;

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You guys know all that I have written on the castle's backstory already. XD

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">History then? :P

TMG:<font color="#000000">I got a 27 on a Gather Info check.

TMG:<font color="#000000">I don't think you're going to do any better, ghost. :P

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+14 = 9 + 14 = 23&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; Knowledge history!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You hear this scraping sound. Like a chisel on wood. Against the bottom of the barrel. Also a seagul poops on you.&quot;

* Cadamon Gardner nods. :3 &quot;Especially after the inclement weather. Speaking of which, someone should probably fetch Brothers Flint and Landon from the cart.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus flinches. =3=;

* Thomas Lazarus trots off to fetch the forgotten.

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">Sszeyl is hefting the cart.

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">The whole cart.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">D: Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">With flint and Landon inside.

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&quot;See, told ya I could do it!&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus frets. &quot;Okay, okay, I didn't doubt you could. People will worry we're trouble-makers.&quot; ^^;;

TMG:<font color="#000000">...even with 18 Str, I don't think so...

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yeah, even with an 18 Str, no dice. ^^;;;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I just wanted to inform that we've got rooms at the white stag.&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( :B ))

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mm.&quot; Landon nods.

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 1 + 3 = 4&#160; <font color="#996600">&#187; Then?

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">Crunch.

TMG:<font color="#000000">No, Meany.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Look at your carrying capacity.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">=3=;;;;; Heal &#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 13 + 7 = 20&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

TMG:<font color="#000000">No strength check for lifting things. Jut use carrying capacity table.

* Thomas Lazarus helps the drow relocate his vertebrae and pats his shoulder consolingly.

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( Tech is that the rule? ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( The rule for how things are done? :| ))

* Flint Carthan sneezes.

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

* Flint Carthan ducks further back into the wagon. &gt;.&gt;;;;; &#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 4 + 8 = 12&#160;  &#187;

TMG:<font color="#000000">You onl;y use strength checks to break something.

TMG:<font color="#000000">When it comes to lifting something, that's -why- the carrying capacity tables exist.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Use them. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's a little ambiguous at times, but I *think* so. You just use your inventory weight capacity for lifting/carrying, and strength checks against things that resist movement with more than their sheer weight. So a 200 pound chest would only be a check against your encumbrance. But a 20 pound box bolted to the ground would be a strength check.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I... guess. Again, it's not like DMs have ever stuck to a standard in lieu of deciding on the spot.

TMG:<font color="#000000">as medium-ize, no special mods, str 18 creature, your heavy load is 300 pounds. You can lift that much over your head. You can lift up to 600 pounds off the ground to about waist-level.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">And I mean all DMs, everywhere. :B

GM:<font color="#000000">This is true. Shall we get back to RPing in the meantime?

TMG:<font color="#000000">Yes, back to RPing. x3

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( And for the record. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( 17. ))

TMG:<font color="#000000">Vworp calrach and gnogglebolt to the rooms?

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

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I don't have the top floor of the White Stag mapped. XD

TMG:<font color="#000000">Oh. x3

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

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Imagining that everyone is up to the rooms, Calrach tells everyone else what he learned, which wasn't much more. Just the identities of the three disappearances

Smoke:<font color="#000000">It's very hard to hide when you have a dog following you. Hi, master! What's this? A new game? :D

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">Drow ain't getting no rooms. o3O

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">Him keeping an eye on the carts.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Regarding Sszeyl and Landon, &quot;I'll prepair of pair of heavy long-term Shield wards for you during the morrow's operation.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian and Tathi are. How much?

Gnoll Stablemaster:<font color="#000000">That's what stables are for. &gt;.&gt;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Time to rest up, I think.&quot; He rests his hands at his waist and looks at the sky.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">5 SP.

Faerie:<font color="#009999">Sorry, I think not sleeping enough last night is catching up to me a bit... ^^;;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">5 SP per person, I should clarify.

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( You honestly think I'm going to trust a bunch of superstiscious hicks with Drow-owned anything? :B ))

* Dr. Hatari pats. : Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( Haha no. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( *offers tea to Fae* ))

Faerie:<font color="#009999">Heh, and here I am without my tea-making supplies =3=;;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">To be fair, their previous Drow encounters are probably 100% violent. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt checks his pocketwatch...Oh

GM:<font color="#000000">How is everyone else doing? Mid-session alertness check. And nom check. Has everyone eaten? Are there any noms to give? :3

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Question.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">About how -far away- is the Castle from here?

* Dr. Hatari has been snacking like a fiend. =3=

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Not far, about an hour.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Good to go. Unusually good sleep.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">ah, mkay.

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( I got nothing. ))

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Dinner will be soon. But so far I am good.

Faerie:<font color="#009999">Have eaten. Tired, having trouble concentrating, but not really going to sleep yet.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Knowing Sszeyl sleeps less than everyone else, Gnogglebolt finds him and gives him his pocketwatch, telling him to wake up the rest of the party two hours before whatever hour is sunrise.

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">Righto.

TMG:<font color="#000000">I'm present and still good

TMG:<font color="#000000">Mid-session noms...

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Going to drag everyone to the tavern to prepare for vworping. x3

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">I chose to nom Hatari for the true doktor madness. And nom Flint for &quot;IT'S ONLY A BACTERIA WOUND.&quot; Denom Calrach for possibly relationship damaging prank. Nomming Sszeyl for 'loading the cannon' so to speak.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Hatari for taking care of Flint whether he likes it or not, and nega-nom Ghost for refusing to play

TMG:<font color="#000000">No, not seriously, but still.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Now, now. No nega-nom sniping.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Pretendy fun time games. :3

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Can I nom myself for two obscure spell uses in a day? |D

* Dr. Hatari is bricked.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">.. okay, sorry to derail, but I just had some hilarity. XD

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">OH! OH! Actuallty hatari, you reminded me.

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( Puppy did something adorable? ))

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Further nomming Hatari for HATDAR. YOU CANNOT ESCAPE

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">precisely, actually.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Faerie, if you end up feeling too tired, just let me know, okay?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">We can always set Elros to auto.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">so, I'm buggering around on minecraft while watching this window, and I suddenly hear NNNNNRRRRRR. I am seriously WTF spinning in a circle, looking for some new breed of creeper, and I hear it again. NNNNNRRRRR, from right behind me.. I turn around and look and douglas is twitching about in his sleep. XD

Liatai:<font color="#000000">X3

Faerie:<font color="#009999">Eh. It's too early for me to sleep, so if I wasn't here I'd be online, and then I'd feel bad because I'm not here.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Watch out for the new Endermen. :o

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">THAT's what I was afraid of. :P

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;IGNORE ME!!!!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">Ready for vworpage. =3=

* Dr. Hatari noms Sszeyl for preparedness. =3=

GM:<font color="#000000">DAWN of a NEW DAY... uhm. What's the date? =3=;

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( Danke. =3= ))

* GM scrolls up.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">..The scroll, namely. Not just emoting being ready. :B

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">New day you say? :&gt;

GM:<font color="#000000">Cuthon 15th.

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

GM:<font color="#000000">And the weather is... &#171; &#160;1d100 = 57&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( Been six days? o-O ))

GM:<font color="#000000">Chilly, but nice.

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

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

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 8 + 11 = 19&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; spellcraft! -5 if its necromancy or illusion, +2 if it's evocation!

TMG:<font color="#000000">Three and a half days of travel became five when he had two major storms

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Phew, even with low rolls she makes it.

TMG:<font color="#000000">*when we had

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I just checked my character sheet for Tom's birthday.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">And saw this;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Tomplans: Derp Orgolloyss

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

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( ? ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">... The only thing written was a reminder of how to spell Orgolloyss. |B

* Thomas Lazarus has no ambition. |B

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">I'm going to take.. Wind Wall this time.

Faerie:<font color="#009999">Hnnnng

Faerie:<font color="#009999">That's what my brain is doing/

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Presumably Sszeyl comes in the inn during the night and wakes up the party as planned, two hours before sunrise. Presumably everyone packs up their things and heads out, walking the hour to the castle. Say it took half an hour to get breakfast and suited up, so we are at the Castle walls, with half an hour to sunrise?

Faerie:<font color="#009999">Hnnnnng

GM:<font color="#000000">When everyone is ready, Castle Osyluth - Exterior is where you'll go. Deep into the woods, where the castle with its two towers awaits...

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Does it have a usual outer wall surrounding the whole castle?

GM:<font color="#000000">An outer wall, and a moat.

TMG:<font color="#000000">ahh, I see.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">During the trek, as the castle comes into view, Thomas' brow furrows.

* Thomas Lazarus mutters.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Near the castle, Calrach peeks at the moat. &quot;...I would trust that an undead master wouldn't keep a moat without anything in it to discourage swimming...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Right..&quot; Some prayers are uttered.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;And likewise, I have to assume the bridge is trapped somehow.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">The castle gates loom before you... and they're surprisingly clean. Not a speck of rust or ivy on that gate at all.

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 18 + 5 = 23&#160; <font color="#996600">&#187; Spot, &#171;  &#160;1d20+5 = 11 + 5 = 16&#160; <font color="#996600">&#187; Listen for any undead on the approach.

Elros:<font color="#009999">&quot;Well. It's a castle alright.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;...You guys hang back, and make plans. I'm going to do some recon.&quot;

* You roll to yourself: 1d20+14 =&gt; 7 + 14 = 21Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas invokes prayers of Shield Other. Both Sszeyl and Landon are warded for 6 hours, and recieve +1 Deflection AC and +1 morale bonus to saving throws, in addition to having half their HP damage split with Thomas.

GM:<font color="#000000">You see no undead approaching currently.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach walks towards the bridge.... but not to the cente. he goes to the side.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">He puts a foot on the side wall of the bridge...then lifts up his other foot and puts it down. The halfing is now standing horizontal on the side of the bridge, defying gravity completely.

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 20 + 5 = 25&#160; <font color="#996600">&#187; Spot check, anything in the water?

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... How did you do that?&quot; :D

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">ELROS'D

Calrach:<font color="#000000">He looks over his shoulder, winking and giving a thumbs up. He walks along the side forward some more...and walks -under- the bridge. He is walking upside-down under the bridge.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Roll Spot, Calrach.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Looking back to Edaric, he reaches down and taps his boots.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Spot! &#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 15 + 1 = 16&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

You whisper to Meany: Oh yes there are. Several dark shapes moving through the water... and the tip of a pointed fin is making its way in Calrach's direction.

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&quot;Calrach.&quot;

You whisper to TMG: You see a dark shape under you, getting bigger all the time. O_o

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&quot;Please move.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus frowns heavily, but doesn't voice his protest. &quot;...&quot; He just seems very ill at ease letting Calrach move ahead alone.

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&quot;There is something in the water, coming for you.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;ssss-crap! In knew it!&quot; He runs back to shore!

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&quot;What odd creatures...&quot;

Shi:<font color="#000000">Just in time. A large shape rears out of the water with a SNAP!

Shi:<font color="#000000">It sinks back below the surface...

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&quot;Ooh, it's a big fish. :.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;I knew there had to be something in the water. The bridge isn't high enough for me to hide under it.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not without the thing being able to leap up and snatch me.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Zombie sharks. That's new.&quot; ^^;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Figures. A frontal assualt then?&quot;

Elros:<font color="#009999">&quot;Hmm...wonder if you could poision it.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&quot;What's a shark?&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;And I don't -dare- step on the -top- of the rbidge. No way that is untrapped or unalarmed.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Please.. don't test for more ambushed like 'that' again. You'll die for certain.&quot; ^^;;

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&quot;Well then.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;I wonder...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&quot;Shall we uproot one of those trees?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hrrrm. I wish I had a steamwinch.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt suddenly perks up. &quot;No! Don't!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I've got an idea!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 1 + 5 = 6&#160; <font color="#996600">&#187; Spot. Anyone on the wall?

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&quot;Ack! Stupid sun.&quot;

* Sszeyl rubs his eyes.

* Thomas Lazarus approaches the bridge, and stands before it with his arms folded. He simply looks down at it and waits.

* Smoke whines.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He takes a grappling hook and length of rope out of his own pack. He then goes to the other pack and gets the grappling hook out of that.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;More rope, I need more rope...&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;I've got some!&quot; He takes out his -own- length of rope.

TMG:<font color="#000000">How high is the castle wall?

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

</i>Liatai:<font color="#000000">20 feet.

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

</i>Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Gnogglebolt, do you think you can throw a hook that high?&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#009999">Sorry, unexpected error.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt, Spot check.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Oh, wait. Gnogglebolt has two 100-foot ropes. :D He just needed the second grapplin-- &#171; &#160;1d20 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; spot! D: You whisper to TMG: Scroll north. :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt blinks and looks down the side of the wall.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He signals everyone else to come over to him.

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;...?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus unfolds his arms and tromps over.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Once everyone arrives, he spoints down the side of the wall. &quot;I think I see a secret entrance...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&quot;..On the exterior of the wall?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Ah.. how fortuitous.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Does anyone want to try that, or do you want to go over the wall?&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Spot checks for everyone.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I've got ideas for both.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 19 + 5 = 24&#160; <font color="#996600">&#187; :.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Spotty! &#171; &#160;1d20 = 15&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

* Thomas Lazarus shakes his head vigoriously at the suggestion of 'over the wall' :/

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+2+floor((wisdom-10)/2) = 1 + 2 + floor((13 - 10) / 2) = 4&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; Spot!

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">Spotness.

* You roll to yourself: 1d20+14 =&gt; 11 + 14 = 25<font color="#0000ff">Faerie is disconnected.

</i>Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Spot &#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 17 + 2 = 19&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

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

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 18 + 11 = 29&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; spot and &#171;  &#160;1d20+10 = 2 + 10 = 12&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; listen!

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( Tathi looked into the sun. ))

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

</i>Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( Yo. ))

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Faerie:<font color="#009999">:[

Elros:<font color="#009999">&#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 8 + 11 = 19&#160; <font color="#009999">&#187; spot

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 16 + 10 = 26&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 11 + 2 = 13&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 17 + 3 = 20&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Sun'[s not up yet. :B

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( It ain't? ))

TMG:<font color="#000000">AT least, it should only barely be peeking over the horizon by now

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( Then add one to all those checks. :B ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( Or not. ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Oh no. It's... ONE OF THOSE SUPER-MARIO EVIL DESERT LEVEL ANTI-SUNS. D: Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm all for taking an opportunity offered. Besides, the folks in full plate might have problems getting... over the... wall...&quot; Flint trails off, staring at the wall. &#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 11 + 7 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+3 = 11 + 3 = 14&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- HIT THE DECK!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&quot;...What?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi ducks! So does Aelian!

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach dives to the ground!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;!&quot; He hits the ground.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+reflex = 4 + 5 = 9&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187;

Elros:<font color="#009999">Elros slams down onto his stomach

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+reflex = 15 + 10 = 25&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">After only split-second hesitation, Gnogglebolt does the same!

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">Sszeyl has no idea what that turn of phrase means! o.o

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">But from looking...ducking?

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 6 + 6 = 12&#160; <font color="#996600">&#187; Ref save!

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( 11. ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">If Sszeyl refuses to figure it out in the next two seconds, Thomas grabs his hand and pulls him down; &quot;It means go prone!&quot;

Skeletal Black Bird:<font color="#000000">There is a loud SCREEEEECH! A black shape swoops down from the parapets, talons extended, straight for Sszeyl!

Skeletal Black Bird:<font color="#000000">Roll a Will save, Sszeyl!

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Both small men curse loudly in different languages.

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( From what? ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( Depending on the circumstancs, I get +2. :. ))

You whisper to Meany: Fear effect. Not enchantment.

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 3 + 6 = 9&#160; <font color="#996600">&#187; Will save!

TMG:<font color="#000000">...don't think it's gonna help this time. ^^;

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( -.- ))

Skeletal Black Bird:<font color="#000000">Something is unearthly terrifying about the black winged shadow swooping down at you. The red eyes bulging from a completely defeathered head, the skeletal wings themselves with their drooping patches of feathered flesh... or just the presence of the thing itself. You are shaken for 1 round, and the thing claws at you twice! &#171; &#160;1d20+13 = 6 + 13 = 19&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d6+8 = 6 + 8 = 14&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;, &#171;  &#160;1d20+13 = 4 + 13 = 17&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d6+8 = 4 + 8 = 12&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;!

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( &#171; &#160;12+14 = 12 + 14 = 26&#160; <font color="#996600">&#187; ))

Skeletal Black Bird:<font color="#000000">It glares at the rest of the party, talons and beak dripping with drow blood...

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Don't forget the AC boost from shield. It should block the second damage set. :.

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( &#171; &#160;31-14 = 31 - 14 = 17&#160; <font color="#996600">&#187; ))

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 7 + 7 = 14&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">And then half of that goes to Tom anyways. =w=

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( Actuallly...no. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( Don't think Sszeyl can benefit from the spell. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( Both magic ring slots are full. ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It doesn't require a magic ring slot.

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( Oh. :. ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's a completely mundane ring, just a spell focus.

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( Weird. ))

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">... and a flask of holy water SMACKS it right in the beak. It shrieks -- &#171; &#160;2d4 = 7&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;!

* Thomas Lazarus flinches pretty badly as a rake much like Sszeyl's suddenly manifests on his body. &quot;Gh!&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Oh shite, forgot to determine who's carrying how much of the holy water...but ya know, guess it doesn't matter. x3 Can just deduct from the pool, say people were retroactively carrying what they use

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">We could assume it's somehow distributed amidst the three Inquisitor inventories for simplicity's sake.

GM:<font color="#000000">Roll initiative!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 12 + 1 = 13&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; !

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+floor((dexterity-10)/2) = 20 + floor((17 - 10) / 2) = 23&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; initiative!

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 14 + 2 = 16&#160; <font color="#996600">&#187; Dex check!

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 20 + 1 = 21&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 3 + 5 = 8&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; initiative!

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20 = 3&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Init! &#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 20 + 1 = 21&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Elros:<font color="#009999">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 6 + 3 = 9&#160; <font color="#009999">&#187; initiative

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Holy before you, batman. 3 init crits.

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 10 + 2 = 12&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Init! &#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 3 + 2 = 5&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">After you, Gnogglebolt? :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Don't mind if I do (after I set init...)

TMG:<font color="#000000">wait, tathi goes first.

TMG:<font color="#000000">She has 23

Tathi has received initiative.Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Oh dear. I never did catch the log of that session where I dropped from sleepiness.

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( Brb. ))

GM:<font color="#000000">Tathi time!

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">puppy time you mean

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi decides to test this thing's defenses...

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">PEW PEW! Here comes some magic missiles at that ugly creep! &#171; &#160;2d4+2 = 5 + 2 = 7&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; damage!

Skeletal Black Bird:<font color="#000000">THWACK THWACK! Puffs of feathered flesh fly off, and the creature croaks, clacking its gore-stained beak.

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

Gnogglebolt has received initiative.Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Time for science.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;If she didn't know we were here before, I think she does now!&quot; Gnogglebolt steps forward, pulling that big blunderbuss out of his pack...

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">...why can't I move.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">Hey, you stole my line! *brick'd*

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oop, sorry!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Locked player movement after Flint said to hit the deck. You're free now. ^^;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... or you should be. Are you?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Thankyou. ^^

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;Don't assume just because one of her minions sees us that she does too! That's a specific spell, and I hear no alarm!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I think he meant the --&quot; D: Thomas has a gun barrel leveled over his head.

* Thomas Lazarus plugs ears rapidly.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Make your reflex save, birdie! THOOOSH! &#171; &#160;1d6 = 2&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; + &#171;  &#160;1d6 = 3&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; + &#171;  &#160;1d6 = 4&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

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

Skeletal Black Bird:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 13 + 9 = 22&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Damn. o.O

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;9/2 = 9 / 2 = 4.5&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; :B

Skeletal Black Bird:<font color="#000000">The bird adroitly dips and dives... and takes no damage.

Skeletal Black Bird:<font color="#000000">Though you certainly got its attention.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">End turn.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Calrach! Do you want to take this number or should I?&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">bardic music from different bards should totally stack. :O

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;You go ahead!&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">5 bards gather. Commence jamming. All metal-heads present gain +5 to hit and damage.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Cities are destroyed with barbarian rock armies.

TMG:<font color="#000000">(by the way, we never figured which npcs we should controll. -3- )

* Edaric unslings his lute and falls back!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Brutal Legend setting is formed.

TMG:<font color="#000000">(ah well, for the next battle.)

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

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( Brb. ))

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Inspire Courage! +1 on attack and weapon damage rolls, and +1 on saves versus fear!

Skeletal Black Bird:<font color="#000000">The bird clacks its beak and wheels skyward... AoOs provoked from Sszeyl and Tom. It's too high in the sky for Cadamon to reach by the time it moves over his square.

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&#171; &#160;1d20+6+mod = 2 + 6 + 0 = 8&#160; <font color="#996600">&#187; Drow strike! &#171; &#160;1d8+3 = 8 + 3 = 11&#160; <font color="#996600">&#187; Magical damage.

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( Typical. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( :/ ))

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Blessed blade swipe! &#171; &#160;1d20+10+1 = 4 + 10 + 1 = 15&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d10+5 = 3 + 5 = 8&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Liatai, create a new tokenproperty?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Magical slashing, should it connect.

TMG:<font color="#000000">A monster token prop set with &quot;Altitude&quot; as a viewable field?

Skeletal Black Bird:<font color="#000000">A valiant attempt from both, but both misses!

TMG:<font color="#000000">This should make life easier. And do you still have the hypotenuse-calculating macro I made?

Sszeyl has received initiative.TMG:<font color="#000000">Or just put in it the lable, that works too...

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">afk, phone important

GM:<font color="#000000">Whenever you come back, Meany, Sszeyl's turn. :3

GM:<font color="#000000">Ah, there you are. :o

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">Le draw sling as part of movement.

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( Been back. :B ))

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&#171; &#160;1d20+3+mod = 3 + 3 + 0 = 6&#160; <font color="#996600">&#187; Sling bullet!

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">Wiff.

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( -.- ))

Skeletal Black Bird:<font color="#000000">It hits a tree branch.

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( Done. ))

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 10 + 7 = 17&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Knowledge check...

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">... I totally forgot to knowledge this bastard. *headdesk*

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Holy water! Holy water worked -- it's probably undead!&quot; Flint draws a crossbow and fires - &#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 6 + 8 = 14&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d8+2 = 1 + 2 = 3&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;!

* Smoke barks at the bird! &gt;:E

Thomas Lazarus has received initiative.Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot; 'Probably?!' &quot; Calrach yells incredulously.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi forces down a giggle. &quot;You think? It doesn't look very healthy!&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot; Probably?! &quot; Calrach yells incredulously.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">brb, nuking pizza.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Just shut up and shoot,&quot; the ranger grumbles, drawing another bolt.

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;He does have a point, flesh golems aren't undead...&quot; :.

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Lieutenant Commander. Bird.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Of course, I'm working on it.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Okay... uhg. Catching up.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Stupid drama bullshit call from my deadbeat sister.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Right then.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">ALso, I'd like to say Calrach took at least 5 flasks of holy water from the big barrel

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Deduct that from the total, and I'll add it to mine?

* Thomas Lazarus squints to the quite out-of-reach skeletal creature and grips the holy symbol chained to his right gauntlet; the amulet of the fallen nameless paladin. He intones a quick, vigorous prayer and thrusts his arm towards the creature. Make a will save, beast!

Skeletal Black Bird:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 19 + 10 = 29&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">An impact from some invisible source slams into the skeletal blackbird, leaving golden hissing wounds. ((Casting Deific Vengeance. The blackbird takes half of &#171; &#160;6d6 = 24&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; Holy damage.))

Skeletal Black Bird:<b><font color="#000000">&quot;SKREEEEEAH!!!&quot;

</b>Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( Go Tom go! ))

* Thomas Lazarus lowers his gauntlet while still giving the blackbird a condemning glare.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Thanks, brother.&quot;

* Landon Skar scowls and steps back, taking a ready stance.

Elros has received initiative.Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;You know, that display makes me realize I am sorely lacking in single target capability now..&quot;

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Hey, Light of Venya. ;&gt; ))

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&quot;Is now the, *hack* right time for that?&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Then chuck some water at it!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;It is always a good time for magical thought..&quot;

Elros:<font color="#009999">Elros moves to the side of the bird opposite Edaric, drawing his steel longsword on the way, then attacks! &#171; &#160;1d20+10+2 = 19 + 10 + 2 = 31&#160; <font color="#009999">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d8+5 = 5 + 5 = 10&#160; <font color="#009999">&#187;

Elros:<font color="#009999">&#171; &#160;1d20+10+2 = 11 + 10 + 2 = 23&#160; <font color="#009999">&#187;

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

Elros:<font color="#009999">Err...

Elros:<font color="#009999">-.-

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

Faerie:<font color="#009999">Yeah, that was me derping out.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yeah, sorry. It's 60 feet in the air. x3

Faerie:<font color="#009999">It was such a good roll, too. ;~;

Elros:<font color="#009999">Well, cough, retconning that. Let's try an arrow, instead. &#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 1 + 8 = 9&#160; <font color="#009999">&#187; (assuming flanking doesn't apply here) for &#171;  &#160;1d8+3 = 4 + 3 = 7&#160; <font color="#009999">&#187;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">I am so sorry but..

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

Elros:<font color="#009999">reflex &#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 18 + 3 = 21&#160; <font color="#009999">&#187;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Reflex? O_o

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Why are you rolling Reflex?

Faerie:<font color="#009999">Isn't that what you roll on a nat 1 attack?

TMG:<font color="#000000">That's a houserule

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I think that's a DF houserule.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">You probably could have kept your original attack roll, just changed the modifiers to make it a ranged attack

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( Depends on if Liatai was feeling merciful. :B ))

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

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

Skeletal Black Bird:<font color="#000000">The bolt hits the creature's leg, right in the drumstick area.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Liatai is usually merciful, despite the baffling endless stream of contrary claims from Drayco. :B

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

Aelian has received initiative.Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Hey! Bird!

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Aelian quickly fires off a pair of arrows in the span of a heartbeat! &#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 14 + 8 = 22&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d8+1 = 8 + 1 = 9&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; and &#171;  &#160;1d20+8 = 19 + 8 = 27&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d8+1 = 6 + 1 = 7&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187;!

TMG:<font color="#000000">(eh, it's just how I ran it back in my game. For good -or- for bad, if you made a roll that was the right die but wrong modifiers, I'd tell my players to keep the roll and just change the modifiers, no rerolls.)

Skeletal Black Bird:<font color="#000000">OW AND OW.

Aelian:<font color="#0000FF">Ha! End turn.

Skeletal Black Bird:<font color="#000000">Some of those feathers on the creature now don't belong to it...

Calrach has received initiative.Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">(uhm.. how many arrows does Aelian have?)

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Check his character sheet.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">24 arrows, now.

GM:<font color="#000000">Tech! Calrach's turn!

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">OH. In his weapons. Gotcha!

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Hrm. Holy water has range increment of 10 feet, so even if directly under it, that would make the range penalty for 60 feet in the air... -10.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Could perhaps ready a throw for it closing in?

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach pulls out a flask of holy water, but keeps it at the ready. Will throw if the thing gets 30 feet or closer.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">End turn.

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( Oi! ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( Did we deduce if Bardic music stacks with itself? :O ))

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Wait, actually

Calrach:<font color="#000000">He also backs up a little befofre the ready

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Well, they're morale bonuses, so they shouldn't by the rules.

TMG:<font color="#000000">And no, bardic music does not stack.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Unless we house-rule them being untyped or an exception.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Same type bonuses don't stack unless they're &quot;circumstance&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( Lia? :V ))

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Let's be logical here.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">What's more rousing, one dude on a drum?

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Or an entire orchestra?

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;...&quot; Cadamon glances around before looking to Thomas. &quot;... You're taller.&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( *suddenly, Ode to Joy* ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">..Logically speaking, an orchestra

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">crap afk again

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">A silver glow manifests around his hands as he taps Thomas' arm... and Thomas, you suddenly notice that the bird is a LOT closer than it was before.

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( :x ))

TMG:<font color="#000000">Let's just return to the game. Rules as written, bardic music doesn't stack.

Tathi has received initiative.TMG:<font color="#000000">We can discuss houserulling after the session if we want

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">LOOK AT AHL DA TINEH PEEPLE

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Try this on for size, bird.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Tathi makes a series of quick movements with her hands, and then points her open palm towards the dead flying creep, at which a dark green orb of acid rockets towards! &#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 19 + 6 = 25&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;3d8 = 11&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; acid damage!

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

Skeletal Black Bird:<font color="#000000">Splut. Ssssssssssss!

Skeletal Black Bird:<font color="#000000">The bird isn't looking quite so good now.

Skeletal Black Bird:<font color="#000000">... well, not like it looked good before.

Gnogglebolt has received initiative.Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Right, drama averted for now. &gt;|E

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( &gt;:O ))

* Ghostwish hands Hatari the anti-drama bricks. Huh, they look just like cedar bricks...

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Anyways. I was just gonna say, an orchestra would stack the boni of a battallion of soldiers up to like, +23 hit/damage into some impossible ultra-elite troupe of Frieza soldiers. :B

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">yah.. mechanics wise it wouldn't work.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">You could take down the Tarrasque with a handful of crap peasants if they boni stacked.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt, having a much better throwing arm than others, runes directly beneath the bird, dropping his blunderbuss on the way and pulling out a holy-water flask, and throws it straight up. Subtracting 5 from altitide, 55, and also Gnogglebolt's special ability of doubling range increment with thrown weapons, only taking a -4 to the attack roll. Ranged touch attack! &#171; &#160;1d20+6+1-4 = 4 + 6 + 1 - 4 = 7&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">blargh. It splashes on someone else. :B

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( &quot;Am I? Am I -really-?&quot; *blows up an island with an explosion visible from orbit by flexing his hand* ))

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Peasent: Oh no! bandits attacking my farm!! *a random marchning band passes by* BOOONZZAAAAIIII!!!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You can, however, stack different bardic music effects. Inspire Courage and Inspire Greatness, for example. x3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">End turn

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

* Ghostwish slaps Sszeyl. The Sszeyl owned count goes up.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas seems quite surprised to have been enchanted by such a spell, not of his own volition. But he gives a shallow nod of acknowledgement all the same. He knows how to take advantage of it.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Hrm. Liatai, the hypotenuse-calculating macro is not in this campaign file D: * Edaric keeps strumming.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I know. Right now I can't work on that, I need to look up something.

Faerie:<font color="#009999">&#171; &#160;sqrt(4) = sqrt(4) = 2.0000000000&#160; <font color="#009999">&#187;

* Dr. Hatari snrks.

Faerie:<font color="#009999">&#171; &#160;sqrt(60^2+5^2) = sqrt(60 ^ 2 + 5 ^ 2) = 60.2079728940&#160; <font color="#009999">&#187;

Faerie:<font color="#009999">Can always do it by hand. &gt;.&gt;

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">We joked in a highschool campaign that those of us who weren't engineers were never going to use our trigonometry skills in life, except specifically to measure D&amp;D knockback effects.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Aannnddd so far it has held true.

Skeletal Black Bird:<font color="#000000">The bird flaps its wings and dives straight at -- WHAT HOLY CRAP IT'S A GIANT SHINY THING NOW. O_o Roll Will, Tom!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&#171; &#160;1d20+7+1 = 18 + 7 + 1 = 26&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Skeletal Black Bird:<font color="#000000">Well, you're not shaken. Now for AoOs... Tom, Ezer, Sszeyl, and Calrach all get one.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Yeah. That's right.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Readied action go!

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Holy water toss! Ranged touch attack: &#171; &#160;1d20+6+1 = 3 + 6 + 1 = 10&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;!

* Thomas Lazarus spins in place and attempts to clobber the blackbird out of the air with his sword's backswing! &#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 1 + 11 = 12&#160;  &#187; &#171;  &#160;2d8+7 = 6 + 7 = 13&#160;  &#187;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Gha. Even at point-blank range?

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( It hits tom. ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">D: Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&#171; &#160;1d20+6+mod = 13 + 6 + 1 = 20&#160; <font color="#996600">&#187; Drow strike! &#171; &#160;1d8+3 = 4 + 3 = 7&#160; <font color="#996600">&#187; Magical damage.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">This is turning into Dorf Fortress of rolls! D: * Thomas Lazarus is hit by everything. Especially Tom.

TMG:<font color="#000000">But, is the thing's touch AC 10 or lower?

TMG:<font color="#000000">...wait a minute. If it misses, there's -still- a 3 in 8 chance I could hit it, at this range and with it's own size...

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

Skeletal Black Bird:<font color="#000000">The drow's fists are the only things that find their mark before the bird SLAMS into Tom! Roll Strength versus &#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 8 + 10 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;, giant shiny thing. &gt;:E

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Just strength, or... Grapple? *_*

Skeletal Black Bird:<font color="#000000">Just Strength. It's trying to knock you backwards!

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( Into the water. ))

TMG:<font color="#000000">(Touch AC, plz? &gt;.&gt; _

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 19 + 6 = 25&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; &quot;Hrm!&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( Where Jaws waits. ))

* Thomas Lazarus stomps a giant greave into the earth and forms a bulwark!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Touch AC is not less than 10.

Skeletal Black Bird:<font color="#000000">&quot;Awk --&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Darn. Oh well-wait, is it -equal- to ten? o.o

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

Sszeyl has received initiative.Dr. Hatari: <font color="#ff0000">(( I ....... read Meany's line as, &quot;Where Jews waits.&quot; ))

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Cuz I still hit if it is. And if not, then I gotta roll 1d8 to see where the flask lands anyway

Dr. Hatari: <font color="#ff0000">(( I am a terrible person for finding this so hilarious. ))

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d8 = 8&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Say -was- waming at that corner. Rolling 1d8 to see which direction it goes, in 1 square. Coutning from the top, going clockwise.Please be 1,2, or 3... &#171; &#160;1d8 = 2&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">I hit anyway--

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&#171; &#160;1d20+6+mod = 8 + 6 + 1 = 15&#160; <font color="#996600">&#187; Drow strike! &#171; &#160;1d8+3 = 3 + 3 = 6&#160; <font color="#996600">&#187; Magical damage.

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">Fff. Done.

TMG:<font color="#000000">...well, which one then? Your roll, or mine?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Both would have hit. ^^;

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

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 16 + 7 = 23&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; holy water toss!

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;2d4 = 6&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Just roll damage already. :B

Skeletal Black Bird:<font color="#000000">I don't like you and your holy water. &gt;:|

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Rolling damage! &#171; &#160;1d4+1d4 = 2 + 3 = 5&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;!

Smoke:<font color="#000000">BARK!

Smoke:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 20 + 3 = 23&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d6+3 = 3 + 3 = 6&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; as the dog leaps up and tries to bite. C'mere, giant turkey vulture! &gt;:9

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Auto-chomp'd!

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( Fo rizzle? ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( Watch that be the kill-shot. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( :B ))

Skeletal Black Bird:<font color="#000000">OW. GET OFF MY LEG! &gt;:O

Smoke:<font color="#000000">No! &gt;:O

Thomas Lazarus has received initiative.Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( Suddenly, out of nowhere, Venezuela parachutes in. ))

TMG:<font color="#000000">Grapple that munky, tom! :O

TMG:<font color="#000000">Snatch 'em out of the sky!

* Thomas Lazarus slides a half-pace north and drops his shield aside. In his huge state, and versus those claws, it would have made nearly no difference, anyways. You have an S.U.V. bumper-sized blade sailing for you in an overhead arc, blackbird. &#171; &#160;1d20+13 = 3 + 13 = 16&#160;  &#187; &#171;  &#160;2d8+9 = 7 + 9 = 16&#160;  &#187;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Dem rolls. D: Skeletal Black Bird:<font color="#000000">The creature dips its wings and avoids the mighty blow.

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">&gt;:|

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( Everybody down. ))

* Thomas Lazarus strikes the ground, and remarks with a 'Tch' as he tugs the blade free.

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( HE'S BECOMING DISGRUNTLED. ))

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 2 + 7 = 9&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+7 = 19 + 7 = 26&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d6+4 = 3 + 4 = 7&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d6+4 = 6 + 4 = 10&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">THWACK. Landon steps in with a glower and delivers a hefty blow to the bird's keelbone.

Skeletal Black Bird:<font color="#000000">&quot;A -- awk --&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Where did that come fro--oh! Brother Skar hello. :B

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">Mm.

Elros has received initiative.TMG:<font color="#000000">-now- Elros can slash if if he wishes. ^^

Elros:<font color="#009999">Right, well, since he's got his bow out already, let's give this another go. &#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 7 + 8 = 15&#160; <font color="#009999">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d8+3 = 7 + 3 = 10&#160; <font color="#009999">&#187;

Elros:<font color="#009999">...

Elros:<font color="#009999">I meant to delete that actually, but I think I'll keep that.

TMG:<font color="#000000">And there's firing into melee penalty anyway. &gt;.&gt;

Elros:<font color="#009999">...oh.

Smoke:<font color="#000000">Little cat! Look! Giant prey! &gt;:D

Smoke:<font color="#000000">Come nom it with me! &gt;:D

Teeny Rin:<b><font color="#996600">Kill it like the rest.

</b>Ezer:<font color="#009999">Oh yeah, hey, do I get a turn?

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ezer always gets a turn. He acts on Elros' turn. :3

TMG:<font color="#000000">Of course!

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

Meany:<font color="#996600">Wait.

Meany:<font color="#996600">That thing's dead.

Ezer:<font color="#009999">Or is he too high?

Meany:<font color="#996600">It must taste rancid. :B

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It's within reach of cat claws. :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You can even full attack.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Decayed prey corpse = best thing ever.

Ezer:<font color="#009999">Verily! Claw &#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 5 + 5 = 10&#160; <font color="#009999">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d3+1 = 2 + 1 = 3&#160; <font color="#009999">&#187;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Just one, or do you want to try the full attack?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Give yourself +2 to hit for flanking with Thomas the tank-engine, even.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">You can full attack at no penalty, so of course.

Ezer:<font color="#009999">Oh, getting confused. Have another. &#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 15 + 5 = 20&#160; <font color="#009999">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d3+1 = 2 + 1 = 3&#160; <font color="#009999">&#187;

Meany:<font color="#996600">Congratulations.

Meany:<font color="#996600">You just took the wind out of a lvl1 Wiz/Sorc.

Meany:<font color="#996600">:D

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

Ezer:<font color="#009999">Does this mean I get to be a real boy?

Skeletal Black Bird:<font color="#000000">Elros, you did a wonderful job teaching that cat how to hunt. Ezer hopped up into the creature's ribcage and clawed at its spine. It gives one last strangled &quot;Skree--&quot; and then falls to pieces!

Meany:<font color="#996600">=3=

Meany:<font color="#996600">I'd be surprised.

Meany:<font color="#996600">But I totally expected that.

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt holds back the next thing he was about to pull out, and lets out a tense breath. he moves around the thing and retrieves his blunderbuss.

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&quot;Ow. x-o&quot;

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

* Sszeyl pushes his kidneys back into his chest cavity.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Hm.&quot; He stoops to recollect his shield.

* Cadamon Gardner fusses over. &quot;Don't -- don't do that here let me help.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Long arm of the law. I mean, healer. &#171; &#160;1d8+1 = 5 + 1 = 6&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; for Sszeyl in healing.

Elros:<font color="#009999">Elros puts his bow away, and gives Ezer a scratch.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Now. I would not like to assume that Pamela can't see through the eyes of her minions. I've heard stories like that.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d8+1 = 2 + 1 = 3&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; -- oh. Tom got it. Have the healing for you, then, Tom. :3

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">Moar! &#171; &#160;1d8+1 = 4 + 1 = 5&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

* Thomas Lazarus nods.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">So...what now?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus looks over his shoulder. &quot;She probably can't.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Wait. If she could, then we were screwed when the shark showed up.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;She is, however, probably rushing up to her tower in pajamas this very moment to investigate the gunshot.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;But...I would bet that she might be able to feel connection to one of her creations being severed.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..And here I am.. enormous and shining.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus smirks a bit.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Let's find out..

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+17 = 8 + 17 = 25&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187; Knowledge Arcana!

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Unless anyone has any reasons as to why not.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">Do they? :&gt;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">They feel it as though they lost control over the creature.

* Flint Carthan smirks grimly.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Right..&quot; He looks down at himself.

Tathi:<font color="#0000FF">&quot;She won't be certain it has been destroyed.. but she might come investigate. IDeas?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus picks up the barely holding-together corpse of the blackbird in one gauntlet.

* Edaric lets the song go with one final chord.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Is there enough time to dig a hole? I could probably quickly throw together a camoflage net of some kind...there's not much other cover around here.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus unceremoniously dumps it into the moat. Have a snack, sharks.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But whatever we do, we need to do it now.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Why hide? Let the bitch come if she's coming.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Let's go for the hatch you spotted.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I dislike trying to sneak.&quot;

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">..Your sharks spell out something cute, don't they x3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">The two little men rush down the side of the castle moat to where the hatch is. Gnogglebolt gets out his rope and grappling hooks again.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sa, Shi, Mi, Su, Ma, and Ko. :B

Calrach:<font color="#000000">How far below the ground is the water level of the moat?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">How would you find out?

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Or is it full basically to the brim, give or take a foot?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Sszeyl is back up to.. full-1 HP, correct?

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

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

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

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The second scenario.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks at ow close the water is to the ground. &quot;...hrm. It would actually be better for us if she -had- a deep, chasm-like moat.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I've only one idea for getting across this without attracking the sharks, and it's not a good one...&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus squints a bit.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Had I dynamic mana prepared, like the other day.. I could make a bridge. I don't, however.&quot; He muses dourly.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;One or two of us might be able to simply dive across, sure, but the sharks would come quickly. So we all need to get across without disturbing the sharks.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Unless, of course.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We all go at once.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Sounds like tempting fate, my far-too-brave friend.&quot; ^^;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Everyone, look -very- carefully for the sharks...&quot; Taking 20 on spot!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Have we no ladders at all?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">To reveal all their locations

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright, fine. Here's my other idea.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I throw two grappling hooks up to the top of the wall, and anchor the ends of the ropes here to make a makeshift rope ladder. We then climb it to the top of the wall, then drop down.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I have another grappling hook and rope to facilitate that, if need be.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus folds his arms. &quot;(Better than swimming.)&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We'd well above the moat the whole time, but it would be slow going. Only one person at a time.

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt takes out his two 100-foot lenghts of rope and his one grapple hook, and borrow's Calrach's.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Why can't we just kill 'em as they come up? Fish or not, they're still zombies.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He then essentially takes 20 on throwing attacks to get both grapple hooks firmly anchored on the top of the wall.

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Don't know how many there are.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyone got any stakes or spikes?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Just trying to save our resources for the main event, brother.&quot;

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

* Thomas Lazarus flinches.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thomas, how much longer is your size going to last?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;...&quot; He pats himself down.

* Thomas Lazarus reaches around in a belt-pouch.

* Thomas Lazarus produces a ... feather-token for manifesting a boat.

* Thomas Lazarus stares at it. &quot;...&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;About four minutes... a feather?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks over at Thomas. &quot;...What's that?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;...Why not.&quot; He remarks to himself before tossing the weighted feather at the moat. He the speaks the phrase Zairith gave him.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The feather begins to glow a soft white before touching the water's surface... Excuse me while I find a token.

* Thomas Lazarus offers a somewhat awkward smile at Gnogglebolt. &quot;A portable swan boat Zairith gave me for some reason.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I completely forgot I had it until you asked for stakes.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, I...guess that works.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I guess so..&quot; =w=;; Thomas cradles his chin and looks doofusy upon upstaging Gnogglebolt's plan with such a, frankly, embarassing alternative.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Now we can use that as a stepping stone to jump across. Nice.&quot;

Swan Boat:<font color="#000000">Now you may understand why Zairith said it would be a tad large for a &quot;simple river crossing.&quot; The feather explodes in a puff of soft white light and becomes a boat... that spans the whole moat.

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

</i>Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;(This is so silly.)&quot;

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

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Halflings first!&quot; Calrach bounds across!

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;And I'll get your grappling hooks, gnome!&quot;

Ma:<font color="#000000">WHAT IS THIS SORCERY. I CAN'T NOM IT.

Elros:<font color="#009999">&quot;...more a bridge than a boat.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach then walks up the wall, just like he did under the bridge, to the top.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;I have got to get me a pair of those boots.&quot; :3

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Before unhooking the hooks, he peeks over the top to take a look...

* Thomas Lazarus raises a brow and half-closes an eye appraisingly. &quot;... It ... seems exactly like something she would want to have here, anyways.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">move TinyRin over wall for vision?

Calrach:<font color="#000000">After surveying a seemingly empty courtyard--from what he can see, anyway--, he pikc sup the hooks and walks down the wall

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Guess I'll go next!&quot;

Meany:<font color="#996600">Whath have I missed?

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

* Cadamon Gardner looks over at Thomas. &quot;... Sorry, brother. Here.&quot; Cadamon dismisses the spell.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt hops on the boat, then hops across.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I'll scroll for ye.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Hang on, I'll whisper

Meany:<font color="#996600">...

TMG:<font color="#000000">or if you want to, hatari

Meany:<font color="#996600">Please don't.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt starts inspecting the hatch.

Meany:<font color="#996600">Just, give me the cliffnotes.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">tl;dr version; we discussed how to cross the moat.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Anything interesting about it? Locked, stuck, special features?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Gnogglebolt threw some grappling hooks and began a rope ladder scheme.

Meany:<font color="#996600">Gotcha.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">But then we remember the lolfeathertoken from Zairith as our mini-quest reward. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">So Tom used that. And that's about all.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The hatch is locked, and HEAVY. A Strength check will be needed to pull it open.

Ko:<font color="#000000">WHY CAN'T I NOM IT.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">First off, Gnogglebolt gets out his tools and tries to cut open the lock. Craft untyped: &#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 14 + 8 = 22&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;?

Ma:<font color="#000000">Two zombie sharks are nibbling forlornly at the boat's base.

GM:<font color="#000000">The lock is embedded in the door. Cut the lock, and you cut the door. Are you sure?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">...Oh. Thought it was a padlock. Nevermind.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Lowered down to a safe weight, Thomas nods at Cadamon.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">As others are starting to cross; &quot;Well, this hatch is a secure one.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Secure, you say?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Won't be easy to open it. It's thick metal, and seems to have a deadbolt built in.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Shall we use lockpicks, or &quot;lockpicks&quot;?&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Brother Carthan?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Unfortunately, I'm actually not all that great with picking locks. Never had the ambition for that, though I could take a crack at it if we had the tools.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Give me a bit --&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But otherwise, it's going to be difficult to bust it open.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Scuse me.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus gives Ko a wary and disapproving look from the swan's deck. &quot;...&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 18 + 7 = 25&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Flint edges along the walls, taking out a set of lockpicks. He kneels by the door and sets to work...

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">Click!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah, excellent work, Flint.&quot;

* Cadamon Gardner looks to the Tathi Gang. &quot;After you, sir, milady, canines.&quot; :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Rather remarkable, indeed.&quot;

* Flint Carthan tips his hat.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Right then. Sszeyl?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus stoops down and grabs the grate.

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( I'm sorry, what? ))

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( It's a very heavy hatch, and strength checks? ))

* Cadamon Gardner waits for the elven gang to cross.

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( *scout voice* Our thing. ))

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 4 + 2 = 6&#160; <font color="#996600">&#187; Assist.

* Thomas Lazarus attempts to open it. :9 &#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 11 + 4 = 15&#160;  &#187;

GM:<font color="#000000">The door squeals and squeaks and protests the whole way, but it is pulled open! You can see a dark tunnel below...

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&quot;Let's toss it at the...shark, is it?&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Prepare your light sources, and then we'll call the session for the night, unless everyone is raring to go.

* Thomas Lazarus stares down blankly at the darkness.

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( Darkvision show anything? ))

TMG:<font color="#000000">Hmm. I -could- keep going, but I'm fine with stopping here.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Correct.&quot; He nods approvingly.

GM:<font color="#000000">It's dark, damp, and empty.

Amadre:<font color="#0000FF">Amadre and Tavia take turns barking at the sharks.. until Tathi hushes them.

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 7 + 2 = 9&#160; <font color="#996600">&#187; Strength assist to toss it at the shark.

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( :c ))

* Thomas Lazarus wings the hatch lid at the shark. &#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 6 + 8 = 14&#160;  &#187; =3=

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The lid is still attached to its hinges. =3=;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Oh. :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#996600">=3=

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">I can fix that if you want. :&gt;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Up to ya'll. I'm, of course, going to be up for like 10 more hours regardless.

TMG:<font color="#000000">No!

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( Ghostwish is going to be unable to function in like fifteen minutes. ))

TMG:<font color="#000000">You go to bed!

TMG:<font color="#000000">be rested for greedverse! D: Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( So let's not proceed blaster-less. ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">.. I got out of bed like 8 hours ago. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I'm good for a little while.

GM:<font color="#000000">Let's get some nominations rolling, then!

GM:<font color="#000000">I'll scroll up for the mid-session ones.

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( Nothing from me, and I'd like to ask none for me, either. :B ))

TMG:<font color="#000000">Hatari for &quot;Boat. Bridge. Same thing.&quot; x3

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( I wasn't here the bulk of the session. ))

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Why? I was going to nom Sszeyl for boogeyman. =w=

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Gnogglebolt for the noble hook idea, even if it fell short (or it fell on us, a little confused there)

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( ? o.o ))

TMG:<font color="#000000">He had started by allready throwing both hooks up to the wall

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">There is a picture of Sszeyl on those Neighborhood Watch signs. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">But when it was rendered unecessary, Calrach ran up the wall with his apparently-fancy boots and took them down

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( No, do not nom me for being the target of hick fear. :B ))

TMG:<font color="#000000">Aw. x3

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( That'll get us lynched next time we go there. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#996600">(( :/ ))

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Ezerkitty for finishing blow :D

Meany:<font color="#996600">Seconded.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Elros apparently fired his sword out of his crossbow. :B

GM:<font color="#000000">You do know that Redtree was much more of a hick town than Blackwood was? =3=

Faerie:<font color="#009999">&gt;.&gt;

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Blackwood is a large town.

Faerie:<font color="#009999">He fired domething from something and it did something, I think.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Not to rock the boat, but.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Are these RP noms going to be a static 100 for the entirety of the campaign regardless of our level? It will, quickly, sort of represent less than 1% progress TNL.. and they're the majority of what we get in a week. ^^;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I've been thinking about that. If anyone's got any suggestions, I'm all ears.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Ah yes. I was expecting that they would -eventually- proprotionally increase

Meany:<font color="#996600">Yes, it's larger.

TMG:<font color="#000000">When and how much is up to Liatai, though

Meany:<font color="#996600">But I still gonna call them hicks. :B Because Sszeyl wasn't at Redtree.

Meany:<font color="#996600">And has no frame of reference.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Fair enough. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Smaller than Los Angeles? Hicks.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Just bump it up from 100 to 200 when you think it's appropriate, and from 200 to 300

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Though to be fair, it was a drow skulking around. =3=

TMG:<font color="#000000">Look at average encounter EXP gains per level as a comparison.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">You could base it somehow upon CR experience rewards, divided by.. whatever, I suppose. For easy scaling.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oh right, I owe you more EXP.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">But a whimsical flat number is also fine.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Frankly, I don't think anyone cares about the methodology, as long as it's just reasonable. :B

* You roll to yourself: 3600/6 =&gt; 3600 / 6 = 600Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I just don't want to spend, like, 4 IRL months transitioning from level 7 to 8. =w=;;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Reminds me of Ragnarok Online.

* Dr. Hatari loved him some monks.

GM:<font color="#000000">Righto, first off! 500 XP for all of you for taking down the blackwing, as well as 200 for the trogs and 375 for the chuul. I forgot those. =3=; 100 XP for defeating the moat, as well!

GM:<font color="#000000">Any other noms? Last call!

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;500+200+375+100 = 500 + 200 + 375 + 100 = 1175&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

TMG:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;16075+1175 = 16075 + 1175 = 17250&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

TMG:<font color="#000000">uhh...none that I can think of.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">We are still allowed to nom the GM for awesome GMing, right?

GM:<font color="#000000">Thomas - 100 XP - Locate Object: Hat. YOU WILL NOT ESCAPE THE DOKTOR. *_* 100 XP - Boat, bridge, same difference. Those sharks are so mad at you. =3=

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Not unless I can nom NPCs with power rangers references.

TMG:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;15350+1175 = 15350 + 1175 = 16525&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

GM:<font color="#000000">I'd prefer if you nom NPCs for ther actions. That way they'll get more EXP, and you'll be getting a say, in a way, of which NPCs will grow stronger as the campaign goes. :3

GM:<font color="#000000">For example, Flint - 100 XP - It's just a cold. Honest. Stay away from me. &gt;.&gt;;

GM:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt - 100 XP - Rope Ladder Idea.

GM:<font color="#000000">Elros - 100 XP - Extreme Bird Hunting!

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Tathi - 100 XP - Canine Antics. BALL!

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">In that case. :&gt;

Meany:<font color="#996600">I wasn't here for the bulk. =3=;;

Meany:<font color="#996600">Ghost, you missed last call.

Meany:<font color="#996600">:V

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I was going to nom Cadamon for, &quot;''Time to conquer EARTH! Make my creature GROOWWW!!''&quot; *is terribly bricked

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Landon for conversation master. :P

Faerie:<font color="#009999">&#171; &#160;17095+500+200+375+100+100 = 17095 + 500 + 200 + 375 + 100 + 100 = 18370&#160; <font color="#009999">&#187;

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

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... Snerking and typing should not be done at the same time. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">18,965/21,000 XP. Next level, Divine Power. It's a whole new ballgame, zombies. =3=

Ko:<font color="#000000">What? I'm still trying to eat this inanimate object. Did you say something? =3=

* Meany looks all &gt;:c at Monk's marginally useful 5th level powers.

Meany:<font color="#996600">Soon. :V

Meany:<font color="#996600">Soon, Dragon Tatoo.

Meany:<font color="#996600">Fwooosh, bitches.

GM:<font color="#000000">Okay, saving campaign file...

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Sszeyl gets... immunity to the common cold. :B

Meany:<font color="#996600">:P

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">What the hell, Monks.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">So sporadic. They have like 0 internal synergy. ^^;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;AND NEXT LEVEL, TELEPORT. THEN? SLOWFALL.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Bob what the hell.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#996600">:V

Meany:<font color="#996600">Ta, folks.

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

</i>Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Saved!

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">Hey, some of us would like immunity to the common cold. &gt;.&gt;;

* Flint Carthan sneezes.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Ready for shutdown? :&gt;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Campaign saved! Ready when you are. :3

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

</i> You have disconnected.

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