Session 58.5

Ghostwish has connected.

Liatai:Yo. :3

Ghostwish:Hewwo!!!

Liatai:Roll away. :3

Ghostwish:Okay, here goes.

Ghostwish:&#171; &#160;4d6d1 = 8&#160; &#187;

Ghostwish:ow

Ghostwish:&#171; &#160;4d6d1 = 12&#160; &#187;

Ghostwish:&#171; &#160;4d6d1 = 12&#160; &#187;

Ghostwish:&#171; &#160;4d6d1 = 12&#160; &#187;

Ghostwish:&#171; &#160;4d6d1 = 12&#160; &#187;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;4d6d1 = 10&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187;

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

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">That's a reroll.

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;4d6d1 = 6&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187;

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;4d6d1 = 10&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;4d6d1 = 9&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;4d6d1 = 11&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;4d6d1 = 9&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;4d6d1 = 11&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187;

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

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

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;4d6d1 = 14&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">OKAy. HIGHEST ROLL YET

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;4d6d1 = 12&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;4d6d1 = 12&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;4d6d1 = 16&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;4d6d1 = 14&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">&#171; &#160;4d6d1 = 12&#160; <font color="#0000FF">&#187;

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Okay, I can live with those. XD

Liatai:<font color="#000000">We've got way too many low-statted characters already this will be great. XD

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">Right then, whipping out Fenix for another role.

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">16 to wis, 14 to charisma, 14 to con, 12 to str, 12 to dex, 12 to intelligence.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... hmm. Say, can we use this server? :3

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#0000FF">So, vich kampaign file schould Hy be grabbink?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">None. We can use the grasslands. :3

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

</i> Liatai:<font color="#000000">I'm not sure if that's a current Gnogglebolt... is it?

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

Tokens dropped onto map 'Grasslands'TMG:<font color="#000000">...probably. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">My own saved token is out of date. ^^;

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

</i> Liatai:<font color="#000000">Heyo!

TMG:<font color="#000000">Thar he is.

TMG:<font color="#000000">...So, are we going to get on a map of Castleton/MusteringCave/some other road for wherever barbarus is? :.

TMG:<font color="#000000">...actually, nevermind, I'll ask that later

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Give me a while, and you'll see.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I'm going to be trying something... different narrative-wise.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Oooh. :. I am intrigued.

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

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

</i> Barbarus:<font color="#660000">Yay!

GM:<font color="#000000">Mink is a little too nice for this scene.

TMG:<font color="#000000">No kiddin'. :S

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

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

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">So, is everyone settled and ready?

Meany:<font color="#660000">I'm going to poof a few times, start after-thanksgiving dishes.

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

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">...why don't you go take care of all of that now. &gt;.&gt;

TMG:<font color="#000000">This entire scene is focused mainly on you, after all. ^^;

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

Meany:<font color="#660000">It will take two hours to properly do.

Meany:<font color="#660000">All of the light stuff has been moved to the dishwasher.

Meany:<font color="#660000">And what remains is the heavily caked pots and pans. :S

TMG:<font color="#000000">MMm. Well, I'd personally really rather not have stop-and-go- playing in the middle of Barbarus's transformation. That's the worst thing. ^^;

Meany:<font color="#660000">You seem to forget.

TMG:<font color="#000000">I know I can wait two hours. Dunno about Liatai.

Meany:<font color="#660000">For the bulk of this, he'll be an npc.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Liatai said she's gonna try something new, narrative wise. :.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Liatai's a good enough DM that there's no way she'd exclude you from giving input during this.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">So, I wouldn't think 'barbarus is an NPC' is equal to 'I will not be actually playing' ^^;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">Suddenly, there's the sound of someone LOUDLY munching on popcorn.

GM:<font color="#000000">Let's flash forward a bit, hm? To the morning of Yondallon 2nd, a clear, quiet morning at Vigilant Guardian headquarters. At least, until there's a knock at the door. And by knock, of course, I mean pounding that sounds like it'll knock the door off its hinges.

TMG:<font color="#000000">but, I'll let Liatai handle this

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">(I will trust CHRONOS THE TIMEKEEPER WILL NOT BE OFFENDED, and play along. x3 ....sorry, I just really wanted to say that. ^^; )

* Meany baffs Tech.

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Answer the door, you silly gnome. :P

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">Aye, I cannae keep knockin' all dae!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt was sad he unfortunately was unable to see off the party yesterday, but he was heavily busy overseeing the groundwork being laid for his school. WHile he hasn't been sleeping in VG HQ lately, he is visiting it this morning for some reason or another. He usually doesn't travel without an escort either, but he's just getting..something. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He hears the knocking, and goes to open the door.

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;OPEN THE GODDAMNED -- gnome! Finally!&quot; &gt;:O

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Have you seen your cat?!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;--Luethil? Er, hello. What brings you here in such a--&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Cat..barbarus? I saw him yesterday afternoon when I was running errands around my school business. He said he was going somewhere, but I was rather distracted at the time and didn't hear where. Why, is something wrong?&quot;

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Damn right there's something wrong! He up and vanished from the lodge last night! Went to go check on 'im, and the next thing I know I'm fighting off a giant weasel monster with a bottle and a broom and there's no sign of him! Been searching the woods since then -- thought he would've shown up here.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt blinks. &quot;Weasle monster? Like...what attacked Barbarus before?&quot; Gnogglebolt frowns. &quot;This is serious. Some psycho has it in for Barbarus, it seems.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660000">Or he just really has a slow week.

Meany:<font color="#660000">&quot;Dangit, my 2 o'clock mauling is hidden in Dwarves -again-. Gah, might as well follow up on that cat thing.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660000">Testing. V: TMG:<font color="#000000">yo?

GM:<font color="#000000">Meanwhile, far away, across town, Barbarus himself is waking up... in quite a different area than he was last night. For one, the walls and floor are stone, and the windows have criscrossed iron bars in them. There are similar criscrossed iron bars set in a frame to serve as the door... the floor has a healthy coating of straw, and there's a cot and chamber pot on the wall under the window. Is this a prison? It's hard to tell. Your head is throbbing, and your shoulder aches.

Meany:<font color="#660000">Ghostwish, Blaque's in the chat if you want to talk shop with him.

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Any idea where he might've gone?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">The Cat gets up, and stumbles to the bars, and looks out and about. Low light vision powers, go!

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

Meany:<font color="#660000">Where are the Mules? :v

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I really have no clue. He's been keeping to himself the part few days, flitting around Castleton since the rest of the Guardians have left and this HQ isn't exactly a good place to stay with the assasins still around. I was just here to pick some paperwork up out of my workshop, I was on my way out.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">It's fairly well-lit with daylight, and it's a clean hallway. You can see several doors, and a tapestry on the far end depicting wolves running through the forest, hunting a deer. The place smells clean, and faintly of pine.

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well if you see him, gimme a shout. Left his gear behind and everything. The mules are about kicking their paddock down.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">wait...ohhhh! I think I know who's just entered the picture. :&gt;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt instantly perks up and his face gets very worried.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;He left the mules?! He NEVER does that!&quot;

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sure, disappearing and a giant weasel monster is no problem, but leaving mules behind is.&quot; The elf rolls her eyes.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Something's definitely wrong, we have to find him. Oh, I hope that weasle monster didn't get him...&quot; Gnogglebolt rushes back into the HQ, gathers up his things, dons his armor, returns to the door.

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">Woman, have you seen my mules?

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">Man, have you seen my paddock?

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">That thing was built to withstand dire bears.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Come on, shoe me where you last saw him. I just need to stop at my site and tell them I won't be there today first, it will only take a few minutes.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">*show me

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&quot;Hello?&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">No answer.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt then goes to the site in Castleton do to said informing, then follows Luethil.

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Right.&quot; The elf shadows you all the way to the site... well, keeps walking ahead then pacing back and walking ahead and pacing back. Barbarian speed versus gnome speed. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt mutters unkind things about 'tall-legs'

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll pick you up and tuck you under my arm if it'll make you stop complaining and go faster.&quot; &gt;:|

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

</i> Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt crosses his eyes. &gt;_ He remembers the last time that happened...

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

</i> Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">You can hear the mules well before you get to Homely House.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Last you saw?

Meany:<font color="#660000">Luethil Aellonor: &quot;I'll pick you up and tuck you under my arm if it'll make you stop complaining and go faster.&quot; &gt;:|

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ah, 'kay, you only missed this: Meany is disconnected. Gnogglebolt: Gnogglebolt crosses his eyes. &gt;_ He remembers the last time that happened... Meany has connected. Luethil Aellonor: You can hear the mules well before you get to Homely House.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt frowns at the mule noise. Yet more evidence something is very wrong.

GM:<font color="#000000">The hallway seems quiet for a while... and then you can hear a door creaking open, and the sound of nails clicking on stone. Trit-trot, trit-trot, trit-trot.

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">Oh dear.

Wolf:<font color="#000000">A dark-furred wolf enters the hallway, sniffing around. It trots toward the door of your cell.

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">Oh god damnit.

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">*Le fluff!*

Wolf:<font color="#000000">The wolf sits at the door and peers at you.

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">Thank goodness for the bars.

Wolf:<font color="#000000">Sniffsniffsniff.

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">Look around for any other persons...

Wolf:<font color="#000000">No one except the wolf.

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">A word in Gnoll is spoken, testing to see if the wolf is possibly an Animal Companion.

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">Then in Sylvan. :V

Wolf:<font color="#000000">The wolf headtilts. Then sniffs at the bars.

Wolf:<font color="#000000">It then stands and keeps trotting down the hallway. Click-clack, click-clack, click-clack.

GM:<font color="#000000">The hallway is again quiet.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ack, BRB, sudden family arrival.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Okay, back. ^^; Everyone still here?

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

Barbarus: <font color="#660000">(( Aloha. ))

GM:<font color="#000000">The hallway remains quiet for a good fifteen to twenty minutes more.

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">The cat, meanwhile is looking for some lock to the bars.

GM:<font color="#000000">There is a lock on the outside of the door.

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">Or hinges, hinges work too.

Barbarus:<font color="#660000"><i>Leverage. *_#

</i> TMG:<font color="#000000">&quot;Let's just say it's a matter of lee-verage...&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Oddly enough, there are some scores and scratches on the bars, exposing hair-thin lines of gleaming metal.

* Barbarus pokes this metal.

GM:<font color="#000000">It's metal all right.

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">Damn, was hoping it was just metal-coated clay or something.

Barbarus: <font color="#660000">(( Because that's actually a cheap way to make bars. ))

GM:<font color="#000000">Nope, solid steel. The scratches just took off the finish.

Barbarus: <font color="#660000">(( Wood/clay, and only coat the outside in metal, if at all. ))

GM:<font color="#000000">As far as leverage goes, there's the cot in the room, and the chamber pot, unless you want to try making a lever with straw. :B

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+6-2 = 5 + 6 - 2 = 9&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Open Lock check without any thieves tools...go go magic catclaws. V: Barbarus:<font color="#660000">Dem.

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

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 9 + 5 = 14&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Listen.

GM:<font color="#000000">Don't forget the extra +1 to your Wisdom-based checks from lycanthropy.

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">.V

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">Totally forgot about bonuses.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">+2 Wis. :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">And scent... which would actually alert you better than your ears would. ;3

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">.V

GM:<font color="#000000">While working on the lock, you catch the scent of wolves and some sort of coniferous scent, before you hear a voice... &quot;I wouldn't reccomend that. It's for your own safety, after all.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&quot;Please clarify. .V&quot;

Reginald Burns:<font color="#000000">A pair of human nobles are in the hallway outside, along with a wolf the size of a small horse. The man, at least, may look vaguely familiar.

* TMG imagines Barbarus stopping like a kid caught with his hand int he cookie jar as he said that

TMG:<font color="#000000">(I knew it! It's them!)

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">Squint.

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&quot;Didn't you try to hit on my wizard friend?&quot;

Reginald Burns:<font color="#000000">&quot;My wife would take exception to that.&quot; |3 And the woman next to him frowns. &quot;Good morning. Do you remember much of last night?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 12 + 3 = 15&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Wisdom check? .V

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">Gah, wolf on mah face!

TMG:<font color="#000000">holy crap, he just made it.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Let me double-check what the DC is, but I'm pretty sure that's enough. :3

TMG:<font color="#000000">DC is 15, yes. And it was a wisdom check

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">His lycanthropic condition allowed him to remember his lcanthropic condition. :U

TMG:<font color="#000000">if it wern't for +2 wis, he wouldn't have made it

GM:<font color="#000000">As you reflect, strange thoughts begin to drift back to you... you were going through your nightly routine at Homely House... something... something happened. Strange memories... the need to hunt, to kill... bloodlust... Luethil... a bottle smashing against your head... flight... the forest... arrows from nowhere... darkness.

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">The cat blinks his good eye, which suddenly has it's pupil dilated to a pinpoint.

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&quot;Yes, I recall much of last night.&quot;

Reginald Burns:<font color="#000000">&quot;What do you remember?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&quot;I remember someone shooting me repeatedly with arrows.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&quot;That wouldn't happen to have been you, would it?&quot;

Reginald Burns:<font color="#000000">&quot;So you remember that much, at least. Do you recall your transformation?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&quot;Kinda hard to forget bones breaking and remodeling themselves in a few short minutes like that.&quot;

Reginald Burns:<font color="#000000">The man actually... smiles, grimly. &quot;You would be surprised how many people block out their first few turnings. You are a difficult man to keep track of, Barbarus of the Rolling Cloud tribe.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 16 + 4 = 20&#160; <font color="#660000">&#187; Knowledge Local.

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">On this guy right here.

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">Och. Yer in a bad spot there, lad. Tathi wood know dat lad.

Reginald Burns:<font color="#000000">&quot;The man who turned you, one Pesley Stevens, was a former comrade of mine. To hear that he was once again free and had potentially spread his Beast was... a topic of some personal interest.&quot; And indeed Tathi would. This right here is the head of the Burns clan of Castleton nobles, Reginald Burns, a noted figure in the city's underworld... and Alpha of a network of lycanthropes known as the Strays. The family itself is supposed to be full of werewolves. &quot;Tell me, Barbarus of the Rolling Clouds... what have you been taught of lycanthropy?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">A small little smile with...teeth a bit more pointed than the cat last recalls.

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">I know enough to carry a silver sword with me around Castleton, Alpha.&quot;

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

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

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

Reginald Burns:<font color="#000000">The man smiles back, seemingly unperturbed by the pointed remark and the pointed teeth alike. &quot;Adventurers' tales, then. Pity. Such an unenlightened view. Listen closely, Barbarus of the Rolling Clouds. There are those who view lycanthropy as a curse, without realizing that it can also be a great gift... if you choose to take the time to learn and compromise with your Beast. As it stands now, the Beast that has been passed onto you, Pesley Stevens' weasel, is, as I'm certain you know... violent. Likely hungry for elven blood, as well, if it takes after him strongly.&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">WELP. Crakin' knowing ye laddie! Tathi is gonnae be killing yer furry wee butt in a hurry!

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&quot;Quite.&quot;

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

Meany:<font color="#660000">Lia, look at the Atrium.

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

Meany:<font color="#660000">Difficult to write spot? :V

Reginald Burns:<font color="#000000">&quot;You now have three paths before you. You can choose to see a healer, and allow them to administer a 'cure' of wolfsbane and spellcraft. You will wake up after the long treatment as if you had never had the Beast passed down to you, without the heightened senses, or the transformation. You can choose to do nothing, and run the risk of the Beast taking over your personality completely. Or, you can choose to learn from the Beast, convince it to work with you as opposed to working for its own purposes. The choice is yours, and I suggest you think hard and pick wisely. Don't worry about deciding right away, of course. After all... there are still two nights left of the full moon.&quot; He grins coolly. &quot;However, due to the risk you pose to yourself and others with an uncontrolled Beast, I'm afraid I can't allow you to leave the premises until you decide. A simple safety precaution, you understand. The cell is designed to contain unrestrained Beasts, though you will be welcome to roam the grounds until sunset.&quot;

Reginald Burns:<font color="#000000">&quot;Do we have an accord?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&quot;An accord we have.&quot;

Reginald Burns:<font color="#000000">&quot;Very well. Are there any people in the city you would like to inform of your whereabouts and situation? The last thing we need is an ill-informed 'hero's rescue.'&quot; He sounds amused.

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

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&quot;Luethil of the Homely House Lodge.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&quot;She'll know whom else to inform. .B&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt and Luethil approach a compound in the wilderness. &quot;So this is where the tracks lead...who the heck runs this place, anyway? What do they want with barbarus?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">BACK IN THE HALL OF JUSTICE.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">No just kidding. x3

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">AQUAMAN MAKES A PEANUTBUTTER SANDWICH BECAUSE HE CAN'T DO SHIT.

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;That would be me who runs this place in the wilderness.&quot; &gt;:|

Reginald Burns:<font color="#000000">You're in the wrong place entirely, the Burns family estate is in the city's noble district. |3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">(still kidding) Gnogglebolt cocks his gun. &quot;Then let's go in and assert that.&quot;

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

Reginald Burns:<font color="#000000">&quot;Where is this Homely House Lodge?&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">I thought the newly-turned holding facility would be out in the woods. Nevermind. :B

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&quot;Forty minutes out of Castleton, heading East North East.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&quot;Hmm.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&quot;It's built into a major out cropping of rock.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&quot;Like a tor, but smaller.&quot;

Reginald Burns:<font color="#000000">Honestly, a mansion in the middle of the woods that echoes with howls and barks every full moon. Think, gnome. It would call every dungeon-crawler in a fifty-mile radius, coming to loot the place. Nice, but no. :|

Barbarus: <font color="#660000">(( They have mansions built into mountains for that. ))

Reginald Burns:<font color="#000000">You can only make thousand-gold payments on your adventurer insurance so often! 9_9

TMG:<font color="#000000">Well, I wasn't thinking 'mansion'. I was thinking more like 'actual secret jungle prison facility' thing. x3

Reginald Burns:<font color="#000000">&quot;Near where you were found?&quot;

Reginald Burns:<font color="#000000">I'm rich, but not ''that rich. &gt;.&gt;;''

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&quot;Possibly, I was kind of intent on violent dismemberment at the time to notice geography.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&quot;You'd need to talk to the archer for that.&quot;

Reginald Burns:<font color="#000000">&quot;That isn't a problem. One benefit of negotiating with your Beast is that you maintain your awareness when transformed, as opposed to... merely being 'intent on violent dismemberment.'&quot; |3 &quot;I will set one of my men on it.&quot;

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

Reginald Burns:<font color="#000000">&quot;In the meantime, you may make yourself comfortable in your new environs. Samantha, would you kindly show Barbarus around?&quot;

Samantha Burns:<font color="#000000">&quot;Of course.&quot; The woman unlocks the door.

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">Must fight the urge to use Sneak Attack damage on a groin kick for you, jailerman.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">So... -really- meanwhile this time. Gnogglebotl and Luethil have arrived at the Homely House, done what they could to calm down the mules (probably unsuccessfully), and are now investigating the scene of the fight now that they have the light of day to see the scrapes and tracks in the ground?

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">But no violence. |D

GM:<font color="#000000">Yes. You also find a few broken arrows.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Are these your arrows, Luethil?&quot;

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Do I look like I can afford silver tips?&quot; Luethil crouches and holds the fletching of one arrow between two fingers, examining it.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...we've got a third party, then. Couldn't have been barbarus, he only has one arm now. And you described a 'weasle beast', I doubt that could use a bow either.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660000">Considering you actually have -customers- woman? :B

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">Shut up owl. =3=

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</i> Meany:<font color="#660000">See what you did? :V

Vladimir:<font color="#000000">Good for you on that restraint. I might take issue with you assaulting my master. |3

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</i> Meany:<font color="#660000">Hallo.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt: &quot;...we've got a third party, then. Couldn't have been barbarus, he only has one arm now. And you described a 'weasle beast', I doubt that could use a bow either.&quot; Meany: Considering you actually have -customers- woman? :B Gnogglebolt: &quot;...so who was shooting these arrows, and at who?&quot; Gnogglebolt: &quot;I don't like this. I don't like this one bit.&quot; You have disconnected.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Nets going belly-up now. &gt;_-

Meany:<font color="#660000">Gnogglebolt: &quot;...we've got a third party, then. Couldn't have been barbarus, he only has one arm now. And you described a 'weasle beast', I doubt that could use a bow either.&quot; Meany: Considering you actually have -customers- woman? :B Luethil Aellonor: Shut up owl. =3= TMG is disconnected.

TMG:<font color="#000000">will likely DC again

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</i> TMG:<font color="#000000">Blarg.

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Me neither.&quot; The elf sniffs. &quot;-- hey, check it out. Runes. On the arrow shaft. Can you read 'em?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Lemme see...&quot; Gnogglebolt takes a closer look.

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">As a matter of fact, you can, judging by the fact that they're Auran. They say &quot;sleep.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...How strange. It's the Auran word for 'sleep'.&quot;

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;... so some kind of lazy arrow?&quot;

Messenger:<font color="#000000">&quot;Excuse me!&quot;

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

</i> Messenger:<font color="#000000">A human man is approaching on the path to Homely House, being followed by a large timber wolf with leather bracers around its paws.

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</i> Liatai:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt: &quot;...How strange. It's the Auran word for 'sleep'.&quot; Luethil Aellonor: &quot;... so some kind of lazy arrow?&quot; Messenger: &quot;Excuse me!&quot; TMG is disconnected. Messenger: A human man is approaching on the path to Homely House, being followed by a large timber wolf with leather bracers around its paws. TMG has connected.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...That's what it sounds like. I'm no magic expert, but people dont' just write 'sleep' on their arrows in an elemental language for no rea--huh?&quot; Gnogglebolt looks up.

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000"><i>Wow, that dog's bigger than Papa.&quot;

</i> Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">er, minus the &quot;

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

Messenger:<font color="#000000">The man bows. &quot;Pardon my intrusion, but might one of you be Luethil of Homely House Lodge?&quot;

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's me. Whaddya want?&quot;

Messenger:<font color="#000000">&quot;My name is Tony. I have a message for you from Mr. Reginald Burns of Castleton, regarding Barbarus of the Rolling Clouds. He said that you were to be informed of his whereabouts.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, you know where he is! We've been looking for him, we're worried he's been attacked.&quot;

Tony:<font color="#000000">&quot;Don't worry, he's as safe as he can be. He is currently at the Burns estate, for his safety as well as yours.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt frowns. &quot;...well, can we go see him and this 'mister Burns'?&quot;

Tony:<font color="#000000">&quot;Of course, though I would recommend doing it before sunset. Shall I inform them of your coming?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt eyes him. &quot;Would coming with you straight there work?&quot;

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Why not after sunset? Early-bed guy?&quot;

Tony:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's usually polite to announce your coming before you arrive at a noble's house.&quot;

Tony:<font color="#000000">How nice, dodging Luethil's question.

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

Meany:<font color="#660000">No one ignores Luethil.

Tony:<font color="#000000">&quot;Besides, I doubt you could keep up with Luna.&quot;

Luna:<font color="#000000">Wuff.

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">How imaginative a name, Tony.

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</i> Tony:<font color="#000000">What's that, newly-tuned afflicted weasel? ^.^

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</i> TMG:<font color="#000000">crap

TMG:<font color="#000000">thing screwing up again -and- I gotta go afk for few things.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt: Gnogglebolt eyes him. &quot;Would coming with you straight there work?&quot; Luethil Aellonor: &quot;Why not after sunset? Early-bed guy?&quot; Tony: &quot;It's usually polite to announce your coming before you arrive at a noble's house.&quot; Tony: How nice, dodging Luethil's question. Meany: Uh oh. Meany: No one ignores Luethil. Tony: &quot;Besides, I doubt you could keep up with Luna.&quot; Luna: Wuff. Barbarus: How imaginative a name, Tony. TMG is disconnected. Tony: What's that, newly-tuned afflicted weasel? ^.^ TMG has connected.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Scene switch back to babrarus? :U

TMG:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt: &quot;Well, we're out here because we were trying to find our friend Barbarus. I'm sure you can understand that we wish to see him without delay.&quot; Tony: &quot;Besides, I doubt you could keep up with Luna.&quot; Gnogglebolt: &quot;And I'm sure I'll get an explanation later as to why a noble has my friend in custody.&quot; Luna: Wuff. Barbarus: How imaginative a name, Tony.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">.... there's nothing really new to do for Barbarus until you guys show up. :B Unless Barbarus has questions.

TMG:<font color="#000000">I'm sure he does. x3

TMG:<font color="#000000">But I gotta go afk now.

TMG:<font color="#000000">and thing will likely DC again. So, seeya in a bit.

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">BOY I SAY.

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">I SAY I SAY.

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">YOU HAVE THE CREATIVE SPARK OF CHARCOAL.

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">.B

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">And no, I don't.

Tony:<font color="#000000">Luna? That omega has an issue with your name.

Luna:<font color="#000000"><b><i>*_*

</i></b> Barbarus:<font color="#660000">Omega? =3# Bitch, let me introduce you to a friend of mine.

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">Oh, Venezuela~

Luna:<font color="#000000"><b><i>Get over here and say that to my face, mustelid! *_*

</i></b> Barbarus:<font color="#660000">I SAY YOUR HUMAN IS UNIMAGINATIVE. .V

Barbarus: <font color="#660000">(( Also. ))

Luna:<font color="#000000">*MAULINGS.*

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">*MULEINGS*

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I should not be having this much fun with this. XD

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">Barbie probably is sprucing the place up. =3#

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</i> Barbarus:<font color="#660000">Cleaning with his ring, making things smell of, oh, anything besides wolves.

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">Because the first Druid to walk within five feet of the building will know something's up.

Vladimir:<font color="#000000">*marks his territory after a place doesn't smell like him =3= *

Vladimir:<font color="#000000">There are un-lycanthrope wolves laying around the place, too, much like dogs would lay around another noble's house. Though it's hard to tell what's a lycanthrope and what isn't in this place.

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">Spruce spruce.

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">Pinkification.

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">Spruce.

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">I think it's about time to call this.

Barbarus: <font color="#660000">(( Tech's issues aren't going to go away for a bit. =3=; ))

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">Ye'r gaun tae die, ye'r gaun tae die, ye'r gaun tae die, nyah nyah nyah nyah!

Meany:<font color="#660000">Dorf, yer already dead.

Meany:<font color="#660000">You've been a Deathless this entire time.

Meany:<font color="#660000">All through DF.

Meany:<font color="#660000">A Deathless who went out into your clan's group to remind them of the Hope.

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

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">Then ah mist be yin blootert corpse! Bwa ha ha ha!

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">Anyway, if ye a' ur ca'in this, a'm gaun tae gang ahead 'n' slay th' server.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Tech may want to continue roleplay when he gets back. ^^;

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</i> Liatai:<font color="#000000">Speak o' the devil. :3

TMG:<font color="#000000">okay, whatd' I miss? whisper

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

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">Weel then, if ye dinnae mynd, ah will be turning aff th' sound 'n' losing myself in some TF2!

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">Ta!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Meany, can you get the whispering done, please? :3

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

Meany:<font color="#660000">Tech, what'd you miss?

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

Meany:<font color="#660000">What did you last see*

TMG:<font color="#000000">Barbarus: I SAY YOUR HUMAN IS UNIMAGINATIVE. .V You have disconnected.

Tony:<font color="#000000">&quot;I understand. However, it would be impolite to show up without at least five minutes' notice.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Fair enough. We'll head to the place and wait outside for five minutes.&quot; Silly human nobles...

Tony:<font color="#000000">&quot;... I suppose that will work.&quot; =w=;

Tony:<font color="#000000">And a trekking we will go~

GM:<font color="#000000">The estate has a large gated yard around it, with plenty of trees and well-kept foliage. You can see an archery target here and there in the trees, and if your eyes are sharp enough, you might spot a wolf peering at you and trotting off into the brush.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000"><i>Reginald Burns...I know I've heard that name before...

</i> Gnogglebolt thinks to himself as they return to Castleton.

GM:<font color="#000000">Fast-forward to having everyone in the same room, even if it's just the foyer. =3=

Vladimir:<font color="#000000">And this wolf is even bigger than the other one. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">As Gnogglebolt's led into the room, he takes a seat and waits for someone important.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000"><i>...What is it with these people and wolves?

</i> Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">The elf looks super-out-of-place.

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">It's so delightfully blaspehmous.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000"><i>...Heh. Maybe the switfaxes should get to know these people.

</i> Reginald Burns:<font color="#000000">&quot;So, you would be Luethil of Homely House Lodge? And... well, hello. It's the gnome who speaks like a gnoll. Have you had any luck with working on your accent lately?&quot; |3

Reginald Burns:<font color="#000000">&quot;How have your studies in Halfling been coming along?&quot;

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</i> TMG:<font color="#000000">Reginald Burns: &quot;So, you would be Luethil of Homely House Lodge? And... well, hello. It's the gnome who speaks like a gnoll. Have you had any luck with working on your accent lately?&quot; |3 Gnogglebolt: Gnogglebolt just gramaces at the guy (brb) Gnogglebolt: *grimaces You have disconnected.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Reginald Burns: &quot;So, you would be Luethil of Homely House Lodge? And... well, hello. It's the gnome who speaks like a gnoll. Have you had any luck with working on your accent lately?&quot; |3 Reginald Burns: &quot;How have your studies in Halfling been coming along?&quot; TMG is disconnected.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...my studies in halfling have been coming along very well, thank you...and I'm sorry, sir. I know my kind are known for gregariousness and smalltalk, but I'm afraid I must get to the point. I am very worried about my friend Barbarus, and I would like to see him.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...I'd also like to know why you are holding him, but that can come later.&quot;

Reginald Burns:<font color="#000000">&quot;He should be along shortly.&quot; Barbarus, feel free to enter at your leisure. &quot;As to the why, it's his choice as to whether he would like to reveal the reason or not.&quot;

* Luethil Aellonor taps her foot impatiently.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt eyes the man, but says nothing and waits.

Barbarus:<font color="#660000"><b>&quot;Mwahahahahahahahahahaha.&quot;

</b> Barbarus:<font color="#660000">The cat appears, in a bit of a rush, and quickly finds a seat. 0:3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt does a strange cross between relaxing and shaking his head in exasperation.

Reginald Burns:<font color="#000000">&quot;... he's been having great fun turning Vladimir's pups all colors of the rainbow.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&quot;And making them smell and taste like gravy.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;There you are, barbarus! What happened? Luethill nearly broke down my door this morning, yelling about how you went missing last ngith and a weasle-monster was seen nearby.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Was it the same one that attacked you last month?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&quot;Nah.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&quot;That was me. .D&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt blinks. &quot;...excuse me?&quot;

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">The elf's eyebrow's shoot up.

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Run that by me again.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&quot;Turns out, I'm a lycan.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&quot;Or at least, whatever the equivalent is for weasels.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt's mouth drops and his eyes go wide. A...Beast of the Moon?&quot; Suddenly, everything clicks into place.

Reginald Burns:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's a very good question, come to think of it. Mustelanthrope, perhaps?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;You....you have a Beast of the Moon?!&quot; Gnogglebolt cries in disbelief.

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&quot;Ooh, I like it. .V&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&quot;Oh dear.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&quot;I think I broke him. .V&quot;

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;... what the *bleeping bleepity bleep!*&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Blood and bolts! We should have known!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks down. &quot;It was a full moon that night...a giant animal... you vanishing on the full moon, same animal...&quot;

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;So that was you?!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt just rubs his head and digests everything that's running through his head.

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sorry about your head. But you were trying to *bleeping* kill me.&quot; &gt;:\

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&quot;Nah, it's healed up.&quot; =3$

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&quot;Sorry I broke down your door.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks up and narrows his eyes at Mr. Burns. &quot;Wait a minute...now I remember...I've heard rumors from people around Castleton about an organization of lycans called the Strays, who got into some business with another adventuring troupe a few years back. And they were connected to a noble family...&quot;

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;What the crap. You're a weaselmonster.&quot;

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

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Damn, that sucks. That's not even a cool monster.&quot; :|

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks to Barbarus. &quot;So...you've got a Beast of the Moon. Is there a cure? Every now and then, some stories mention a cure...&quot;

* Reginald Burns says nothing, letting the others talk it out.

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&quot;Yeah there is.&quot; =3$&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt perks up, and has a 'go on' expression.

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&quot;And Luethil, if I recall being able to nearly rotate my spine all the way around was pretty neat.&quot;

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;... I guess that would be pretty neat. But still.&quot; :| &quot;Damn.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&quot;Some wolfsbane and spellcraft looks to be the cure, but why are you so interested, Gnoggle?&quot;

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</i> Meany:<font color="#660000">Typical.

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

</i> TMG:<font color="#000000">Barbarus: &quot;Some wolfsbane and spellcraft looks to be the cure, but why are you so interested, Gnoggle?&quot; Gnogglebolt: &quot;...So....what now? What are you going to do, Barbarus?&quot; TMG: testing TMG: Anyone confirm? You have disconnected.

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

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&quot;Well, all things considered, I'm probably going to my cell in a hour or less, to wait out the night.&quot;

Barbarus: <font color="#660000">(( Unless it's still daytime. :B ))

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</i> Liatai:<font color="#000000">It's still morning. :B

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</i> TMG:<font color="#000000">Barbarus: &quot;Some wolfsbane and spellcraft looks to be the cure, but why are you so interested, Gnoggle?&quot; Gnogglebolt: &quot;...So....what now? What are you going to do, Barbarus?&quot; TMG: testing TMG: Anyone confirm? You have disconnected.

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&quot;Probably take some basic course on how to 'talk to this beast' thing.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">ghraaah. Hopefully will finally be calling ISP when this is over.

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&quot;I mean, for a cat I'm already pretty weasely.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&quot;Speaking of which.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So, you're...going to voluntarily keep it?&quot;

* Barbarus zaps Gnogglebolt's hair into a cheetah-fur pattern.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I mean...I know you're still you, Barbarus...but what about when the Beast inside take over?&quot;

* Barbarus points at the host. &quot;Care to tell him wha you told me about that negotiations thing?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks genuinely concerned, and he doesn't even notice his chair.

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&quot;I'm not one for remembering fancy words.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">Shazam! Luethil smells like gravy now. =3=

Luna:<font color="#000000">:9

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">And tastes like it too.

TMG:<font color="#000000">BUT ITS A BREAKFAST CEREAL--sorry. x3

Meany:<font color="#660000">Imma afk it up.

Meany:<font color="#660000">Because this is taking longer than expected. :P

Reginald Burns:<font color="#000000">&quot;Normally, yes, when the afflicted turn, the Beast does take over. However, there are ways to negotiate with the Beast and convince it to work with you, as opposed to working for its own ends. Perhaps you are familiar with the totemic beliefs of some of the druidic covens of the world; this is quite similar. Picture... instead of something akin to possession, something akin to symbiosis.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&quot;And as I said, I'm already very much like the weasel.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">Afk fo realz.

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</i> Liatai:<font color="#000000">TMG: BUT ITS A BREAKFAST CEREAL--sorry. x3 Meany: Imma afk it up. Meany: Because this is taking longer than expected. :P Reginald Burns: &quot;Normally, yes, when the afflicted turn, the Beast does take over. However, there are ways to negotiate with the Beast and convince it to work with you, as opposed to working for its own ends. Perhaps you are familiar with the totemic beliefs of some of the druidic covens of the world; this is quite similar. Picture... instead of something akin to possession, something akin to symbiosis.&quot; Barbarus: &quot;And as I said, I'm already very much like the weasel.&quot; Barbarus: Afk fo realz. TMG is disconnected. TMG has connected.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt: Gnogglebolt looks skeptical, but nods. &quot;Alright...and that will mean Barbarus won't be dangerous to anyone?&quot; Gnogglebolt: He then cocks his head. &quot;...I suppose something like that must be possible. You've got a Beast too, don't you? No way a family of nobles could live with Beasts if there wasn't some way to control them.&quot; You have disconnected.

Reginald Burns:<font color="#000000">&quot;Only if he chooses to be dangerous.&quot;

Luna:<font color="#000000">Sniffsniffsniff lick lick lick --

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">GRRRRR &gt;:|

Luna:<font color="#000000">Eep o-o

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, well, obviously. He does have quite a liking for knives and other sharp implements.&quot;

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">-3-

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I mean more wild, attack-everyone-in-sight kind of dangerous.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt sighs and leans back. &quot;So...I suppose Barbarus will be staying with you for the forseeable future, in that case?&quot;

Reginald Burns:<font color="#000000">&quot;Again, only if he chooses to be. And that will not wholly be necessary... only for the duration of the full moon, and visiting at certain times to learn the techniques. Until he has learned them, however, he is a potential danger in the 'more wild, attack-everyone-in-sight' way.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt takes another deep breath and sighs. &quot;I suppose we can live with that. As long as everyone's safe from a psychotic beast.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...I've got other things to take care of today, too. Gotta get my mind off all of this...Barbarus, I wish you the best of luck.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">uh-oh. Testing.

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

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

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

</i> TMG:<font color="#000000">Reginald Burns: &quot;Again, only if he chooses to be. And that will not wholly be necessary... only for the duration of the full moon, and visiting at certain times to learn the techniques. Until he has learned them, however, he is a potential danger in the 'more wild, attack-everyone-in-sight' way.&quot; Gnogglebolt: Gnogglebolt takes another deep breath and sighs. &quot;I suppose we can live with that. As long as everyone's safe from a psychotic beast.&quot; Gnogglebolt: &quot;...I've got other things to take care of today, too. Gotta get my mind off all of this...Barbarus, I wish you the best of luck.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You missed nothing IC. :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">All that remains is Barbarus' IC response... whenever Meany gets back. ^^;

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">anyway, I've also gotta do crafting checks and things with you, but later today when my nets not being so kablooey. :B

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

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&quot;Thank you. I'll try and be studious.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&quot;Also, Luethil, how many paddocks did my mules ruin for you? =3=&quot;

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Five.&quot; =w=;

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;I had t'shove 'em in the bear pen.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&quot;Ooh. Going to have to contact that Carpenter again. .V&quot;

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;How do we calm 'em down?&quot;

Vladimir:<font color="#000000">Mule? Oooooh. Tasty. :9

Luna:<font color="#000000">I saw them first!

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">Not these mules ain't.

Vladimir:<font color="#000000">Who's the alpha around here?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt just shakes his head and stands up.

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">They'd give you a sound kick in the 'nads.

Luna:<font color="#000000">You are sir. owo;

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">Regy.

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">.D

Vladimir:<font color="#000000">Mm-hmm. Thought so. =w=

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Right, wel....oh!&quot; Gnogglebolt gets serious again. &quot;I just realized. Who was it that attacked Barbarus initially, anyway?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&quot;The easiest way?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&quot;Ale.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&quot;Put some in their trough, and they'll drink it up.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt eyes Burns again. &quot;I'm sure whoever it was has nothing to do with you, am I right?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">=w$

Reginald Burns:<font color="#000000">&quot;No. I have disavowed any further connections with Pesley Stevens. A dangerous, impulsive fellow, very bad for relations. It is rather unusual that he chose a catfolk victim, he tends to favor elven prey.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Man, you guys should be so happy Gnogglebolt isn't Miron. x3

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&quot;Um.'

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&quot;Well.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&quot;I kinda pissed him off.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&quot;Put his intended victim in the company of some dwarves. =w=&quot;

Vladimir:<font color="#000000">Miron would be eaten. |3

Vladimir:<font color="#000000">Seriously you gnomes are like potato-chip-sized. =3=

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</i> Reginald Burns:<font color="#000000">&quot;The city guard would doubtless be extremely grateful to you should you encounter him again and manage to capture or kill him.&quot;

TMG2:<font color="#000000">Barbarus: &quot;Well.&quot; Gnogglebolt: &quot;....Barbarus was traveling with our elf wizard that night...&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">.B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Barbarus: &quot;Um.' Barbarus: &quot;Well.&quot; Barbarus: &quot;I kinda pissed him off.&quot; Barbarus: &quot;Put his intended victim in the company of some dwarves. =w=&quot; Vladimir: Miron would be eaten. |3 Vladimir: Seriously you gnomes are like potato-chip-sized. =3= TMG2 has connected.

Barbarus:<font color="#660000">&quot;Well, I did manage to cut off his tail, if it helps.&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">Suddenly! Horrendously loud munching of potato chips.

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</i> TMG:<font color="#000000">nevermind.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll keep that in mind, mister Burns.&quot; Gnogglebolt nods to him.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And now, I must go and return to my other work...&quot; Gnogglebolt nods to barbarus, and turns to walk out.

Vladimir:<font color="#000000">Can I pounce him? He looks pounceable.

Reginald Burns:<font color="#000000">No.

Vladimir:<font color="#000000">Aw.

GM:<font color="#000000">Shall we call it here, then? Unless you'd like to talk out some Gnogglebolt fallout.

Meany:<font color="#660000">Gnogglebolt has some craft rolls to make. :o

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">well, I need to get back on later today to figure out Gnogglebolt's progress on tech device stuff, and also plan exactly how he is going to rejoin the party.

TMG:<font color="#000000">but later, when this net isn't whacked. -3-

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

Meany:<font color="#660000">For the third time.

Meany:<font color="#660000">Hot air balloon.

Meany:<font color="#660000">Saves gas, and is quick transport.

TMG:<font color="#000000">We can close it here and log it up to be transcripted to the wiki later.

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

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

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">Whit's that? Ye'r leaving me awready?

Meany:<font color="#660000">I'm sorry Dorf.

Meany:<font color="#660000">But I've seen how you look at Skyrim.

Meany:<font color="#660000">I just can't stand in the way of true love.

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

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

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">Awright! They've git bigger beards than ye!

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</i> Liatai:<font color="#000000">x3 Thanks for hosting, Ghost.

Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">Ye duin fur a shutdown then, Liatai?

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

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</i> Dorf Aias:<font color="#0000FF">Then a shutting doon we shall gang!

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