Session 43

RAM has connected.

TMG has connected.

Ghostwish has connected.

Ghostwish:O_O!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ghostwish:With everything that's been going on... I haven't leveled!!!

Liatai:&gt;:O

Liatai:Level!

Liatai:Level nao! &gt;:P

* Ghostwish scampers!

Ghostwish:Right, up to 16 HP

* TMG pokes Tathi

TMG:Squiiiiiiishy! :o

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">BAB goes up, all saves go up.. level 6 is awesome. :&gt;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">SKILLZ

* Ghostwish checks DMG for loremaster requirements

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">5 skill points a level..

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Annnnnnd.. taking Leadership. :&gt;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Time to pick two new spells! :&gt;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">TONGUES. :&gt;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Seeing how Liatai -loves- throwing unusual languages at us. :&gt;

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I can't deny it. =3=

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Hey,! That's my job!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">I'm spending all the damn skillpoints for it!

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Pbbbbbbbbbt! :P

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Well, if he is going super linguist, let's see..

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">..you know, this is the first time I've ever empathsized with caster-haters. &gt;.&gt;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">ANYTHING YOU CAN DO... :P

TMG:<font color="#000000">Go figure.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">There there, Tongues only lasts 10 minutes per caster level. =3=

Liatai:<font color="#000000">That's... what, half a conversation at the rate we go? XP

TMG:<font color="#000000">and at caster level 6, it's up to an hour, long enough for any situation. :B

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Arcane Sight.. huh.. lemme peek at this..

TMG:<font color="#000000">So yeah. Tathi likes making thigns g boom.

TMG:<font color="#000000">get a better boom-y spell. :&gt;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Whatever Tathi wants to pick, Tathi can pick.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Per Loremaster, I need at least one diviniation spell per level.. so Tathi is pretty much a full artillery set. All div and evoc. XD

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It never hurts to have two linguists.

TMG:<font color="#000000">&quot;Bah! There are things that need FIreball'n! I don't have tim,e to learn a language spell!&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;I SEE YOU!&quot; *BOOM*

TMG:<font color="#000000">&quot;I speak the universal language of BOOM!&quot;

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">XD!

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Arcane Sight does sound good. It's detect magic on drugs.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Why am I now picturing two evocationists sending each other messages in Morse code... using fireballs. :B

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Two fireballs and a lightning bolt. Well damnit, that cat's out of the bag..&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">&quot;Three fireballs..three lightning bolts...three fireballs.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Arcane Sight it is.. now for the boom. &gt;:)

TMG:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Well, shit.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">How hilarious. Here we are talking about lightning bolt... :&gt;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Tathi now has Kraka-boom?

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Yuuup.

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

</i>Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">She sends messages in the language known as 'ohshi-'.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Liatai: It never hurts to have two linguists.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Of course it does.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Think of all the beautiful roleplaying challenges if the linguist is incapacitated or unavailable. :&gt;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Now they can cuss each other out in every language!

Faerie:<font color="#006666">And, where are we starting? &gt;.&gt;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">No it doesn't. Can you say, &quot;strategizing when the enemy can't understand you?&quot; ;3

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">But oh well. x3

TMG:<font color="#000000">Alex; VG HQ, I believe.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I was trying to hint at that with Flint and Richter last time talking in Draconic. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">VG HQ, yep.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Did you remember to update Kor, Ghost? :3

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Just about to get to that. Let's see if he gets a new trick.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Trick?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Kor's Int is too high for tricks. ^^;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Yah! Here's a neat one! &quot;Eat Gnogglebolt's shoes&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... unless you mean abilities... oh. ^^;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Aw poo. 5-6th is the same.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Don't make me built a steam-powered mousetrap, little devil. I will, I swear I will.&quot;

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">CHALLANGE ACCEPTED. &gt;:O

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Once we level again though, he can become a mouse/rat master. Sewer adventures suddenly got a lot more interesting. :&gt;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Allight, haven;'t changed the token spell list yet. I assume we do that as soon as we've rested.. or have we already?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You have already. This is -- I'll do it this time, Tech. x3

TMG:<font color="#000000">We'll know when the game starts, I believe.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">She totally just tripped you. :P

Liatai:<font color="#000000">DAWN OF A NEW DAY - Khada, 4th of Cuthon, 1221 CA.

TMG:<font color="#000000">(yay! ^^ )

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">shucks, burning hands maxes out at 5th.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">where did orb of lesser acid come from again?

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

</i>TMG:<font color="#000000">aren't the orb spells from Spell Compendium?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It's a Meany! :D

TMG:<font color="#000000">Hmm...still need a Doktor...

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Loading maps.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Complete Arcana, as well as the SC, Ghost.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">thanks!

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">think I'll swap out burning hands for orb of acid then

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

</i>Liatai:<font color="#000000">Hallo, Doktor! :D

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">World Map almost done. Then onto the Bronze Boot. :o

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Going to grab some caffeine, myself, then I'm good to go. :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Meany, just so you know, we're starting on VG HQ. :3

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

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Kay. :3

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">YoTech.

TMG:<font color="#000000">anyone reading me?

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">No. :&gt;

TMG:<font color="#000000">if you can see me, I can't see you... &gt;.&gt; Darnit. Stupid maploading.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">We staaaaaare. :O

* Faerie hmms

Faerie:<font color="#006666">On Tangled Web, isn't there an auto-fill button for skills somewhere? &gt;.&gt;

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Oh, there it is.

TMG:<font color="#000000">whoa, chatsplosion.

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Oh, hey

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Updating Elros's HP to Level 6 (because iirc I'm up to that). Can I do that now?

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Detect Magic is no longer needed.. hrm.. should I just take another evoc spell in prepared spells a day, or maybe another div spell?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Oh, the worldmap is fancy. :.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">The choices are identify, shield, true strike, alarm, shield, and comprehend languages..

TMG:<font color="#000000">ghost; yeah, Ddetect is stil needed...since Arcane Sight is a higher-level spell, you don't get to use it as often

TMG:<font color="#000000">sometimes you need quantity :o

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">I only get to use either one once. I'm a wiz, not a sorc. :P

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sure thing, Fae!

TMG:<font color="#000000">Uhoh! Liaatai, you missed one town. :o

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Which one, where?

TMG:<font color="#000000">The small one just below Keratan has nothing to click

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

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Hmm...

Liatai:<font color="#000000">That one still needs a name. :3

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Do I want to take my chance with a roll?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Anyone got one?

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">World map is the awesome. :&gt;

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Keratan?

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Eh, guess I'll keep detect magic then.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">I don't see it, let alone the one under it.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Get acquainted with the map, you'll be great friends quite soon. :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Meany - Look for the peninsulat that looks kind of like a rhinoceros. ^^;

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Eh, maybe I'll roll. d8, yeah?

TMG:<font color="#000000">Kertan is way up and to the left, on a peneinsula on the coast

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Got it. :o

Faerie:<font color="#006666">&#171; &#160;1d8 = 3&#160; <font color="#006666">&#187;

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Hmm.

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Could be worse.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Ivory? :&gt;

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Lightning bolt material component: a bit of fur. C'mere Kor!

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">O.O!!!!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Pfft, just take some shedded from your dogs. =3=

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Question, do masterwork longsword and +1 longsword both weigh the same as normal longsword?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">I wonder if the fur has to be unattended.. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">Anyway, I'm done sightseeing on the world map. Ready to go when everyone else is. x3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yes, Fae. :3

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">KOR THE MIGHTY! &#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 8 + 5 = 13&#160; <font color="#6600CC">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d3-4 = 2 - 4 = -2&#160; <font color="#6600CC">&#187;!

TMG:<font color="#000000">Alex; yup, unless specifically noted for special materials, objects always weigh the same.

Faerie:<font color="#006666">And what does Mithral Shirt weigh?

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Half that of a normal chain shirt?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">I think it has some percentage cut to weight.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">So, probably 12.5 pounds.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">10 pounds, says the DMG.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Doop. =3=

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Danke

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Not a problem. :3

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Changing Elros to a Tangledweb profile. &gt;.&gt;

GM:<font color="#000000">RAWR, I's a giant Mink on the world map! &gt;:D

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">DM, pray tell what would be the price for a small, glass rod? Lightning bolt spell component.

GM:<font color="#000000">Do you have a spell component pouch?

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">I sure do!

GM:<font color="#000000">No cost, then. It's considered to be in your pouch. :3

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Wow.. I have a lot of weird stuff in this pouch.

GM:<font color="#000000">Roll call time! :D

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Bat poop, too.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">Present.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Mmm, bat poop..

GM:<font color="#000000">That's a very strange response to a roll call. :P

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">I mean here. =3=

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">XD!

TMG:<font color="#000000">Present!

GM:<font color="#000000">I can't wait until Mink shows up again in DMFA, new DM tokens, wheeee~ x3

TMG:<font color="#000000">Heeheehee. ^^

GM:<font color="#000000">Fae, you with us, or still updating your character sheet?

GM:<font color="#000000">I take that as a &quot;still updating.&quot; ^^;

* Dr. Hatari gets entranced by worldmap. SO MANY FOOOOOTNOOOOOTES!

Faerie:<font color="#006666">I'm here, honest. &gt;.&gt;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Guys I'm quitting the game today. I just.. I gotta read this worldmap!

RAM:<font color="#990000">So...what map is everyone on?

GM:<font color="#000000">The world map is going to become a permanent part of the campaign file, so don't feel like you have to read it all now. x3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Oh, okay. x3

GM:<font color="#000000">We're on Vigilant Guardian HQ!

* Dr. Hatari snickers at swamp castle.

GM:<font color="#000000">Last time on Akellon...

GM:<font color="#000000">18 HD CHIMERA D: GM:<font color="#000000">Oh wait it was just a zombie.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Heyyyy, *that's* our catchphrase we were looking for.

TMG:<font color="#000000">ohgawdmink. Less-than-three. ^^

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;It hits Tom.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Oh, right. :B

GM:<font color="#000000">Anyway! The Vigilant Guardians had a tussle in a tomb, and while everyone managed to get out alive, unfortunately, that included one Pamela Lundy and her familiar. After a weary trek home and a warning of spidery construct assassins, the party spent a night recovering, and the early part of the next day doing... quite a number of errands, actually.

GM:<font color="#000000">It is now mid-afternoon on Khada, Cuthon 4th, 1221 CA, after all mini-session events have concluded. The Guardians, minus one sick with the slimy doom, are all returning to HQ... Take it away, gentlemen. :3

* Sszeyl calmly walks outside. Trying to be totally alert, since he's out alone. :.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi's sitting at the table of the headquarters, merrily humming to herself as she flicks through her spellbook. She just got done adding a pair of new spells to her book.. and the mischievious side of her entertained going to the leaden mace to try them out. They don't need that many doors, do they?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt is sitting in a chair, reading through his Terran-language primer, but he seems distracted.

* Edaric is trying to feed Kor a scrap of bread without getting his fingers nipped.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Speaking of which, might this be a chance to pick through the necromancer's spellbook again?

* Barbarus is slowly...slowly....walking down the stairs.

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

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">You tempt fate, mortal!

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">I.. totally forgot how it goes again.. 1 per day? A 100 gp per spell? Ugh, checking the pHB..

Liatai:<font color="#000000">1 per day, 100 GP per level of spell.

TMG:<font color="#000000">wait, where's thomas?

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">per LEVEL!? geez, gouge me plenty, why doncha. :P

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I didn't write the rules D: Elros:<font color="#006666">Elros is standing, perched on the wall and the bookshelf edge, thumbing through a book of his own. He seems tense, though with him, it's hard to tell.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">After his detour with Zairith, Thomas apparently ends up heading back to the HQ at more or less the same time Sszeyl does, after his appointment with the commander. How convenient and unquestioned.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi brings out the necromancer's spellbook. Such an ugly thing, but she sets to one spell, considering. &quot;Grease is a useful spell to have..&quot; She thinks..

* Dr. Hatari points a gun. =3=

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 13 + 11 = 24&#160; <font color="#6600CC">&#187; spellcraft! -5 if its necromancy or illusion, +2 if it's evocation!

GM:<font color="#000000">Time just works that way for PCs. =3=

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Hello, Tom. :o&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;How did that thing go?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">That's definitely a success!

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Character sheet updated! *victory music*

* Swallowtail is staring at the bookshelf... and frowning. :|

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Just fine. It was nothing but an important errand for a bedridden friend, really. Did you speak with the commander about.. whatever it was you had on your mind?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Yes. Which reminds me.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Oh!&quot; Tathi says, just now taking notice of Swallowtail. &quot;Gnogglebolt, could you be a dear and translate something for Swallowtail?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;He might be asking for an after-action report from you.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Post haste.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Don't worry. I made one during quarantine. There wasn't a lot else to do that night.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">I'm a ninja, being unnoticed for a while is what I do. =3=

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I hope Edaric made breakfast again. :9&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm?&quot; Gnogglebolt blinks and looks at tahi. &quot;Yes?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus walks up to the HQ door and knocks for the 2nd time that morning.

Tavia:<font color="#000000">WOOF WOOF

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

Tavia:<font color="#000000">WOOF

* RAM has evil thoughts.

* Thomas Lazarus is still eating hot cross buns obtained from a certain cook. =3=

TMG:<font color="#000000">...Thomas can just walk in, he doesn't need to knock. xD

Aelian:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tavia -- I'll get it.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;...Did someone leave a hat or something on the stairs? &gt;&gt;&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Down, Tavia!&quot; Tathi commands in elven, before continuing with Gnogglebolt in common. &quot;Swallowtail there was asking about the elven hounds, and trying to call them. I wish I could have explained to her their nature. They typically only obey elves.&quot; She says, smiling.

Ezer:<font color="#006666">Ezer jumps up onto the table. Eek! Dogs! D: Aelian:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, hello.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">Hound. :|

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">He thinks there's an alarm. It's not like he remembers the password. :B

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Kor jumps off the table! Eek! Cat! Edaric now has a large black rat scrambling about in his lap.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good morning again. Uhm..&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;What was the phrase? ^^;;&quot;

* Aelian grabs hold of Tavia's collar and pulls her back to the side.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Muffins.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">OH! Me cohort! Might I get Aelian's character sheet, or shall I roll him up myself? :&gt;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Strawberries or something?&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I'll give it to you later. :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I still need to distribute his skill points. x3

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">squeeeee. :&gt;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">But I can give you ownership of his token in the meantime.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, okay.&quot; Gnogglebolt turns to Swallowtail, and speaks to her yet again in the funny 'windy' speech.

* Sszeyl taps Tom's head.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Muffins.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">:U

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Whoop --!&quot; Edaric is too occupied trying to catch a rat to give the password. o.o

Gnogglebolt whispers: &quot;By the way, you were asking before why the hounds don't listen to you? They're special elven hounds, they listen to only elves.&quot;

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Unhand me, you cur!!

* Swallowtail 's eyebrows rise, and she nods in comprehension.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Thanks for that Gnogglebolt.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">You're the one who jumped onto me!

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Philistine!!

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Them's fightin' words to a bard! &gt;:O

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">En guard!!

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">&#171; &#160;1d20-11 = 16 - 11 = 5&#160; <font color="#6600CC">&#187; grapple! Unhand me you fiend!

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">I've got your hand!! or it's got me. I'm not sure on that matter. Squeak!

* Thomas Lazarus flinches.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 20 + 3 = 23&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Grapple for the heck of it. =3=

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh. I just thought you smelled muffins.&quot; :U

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">GREAT SQUEAKING CHEESE MAH TAIL. :O

GM:<font color="#000000">And the alarm goes off. RINNNNNNNNG

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&gt;&gt;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Did the password suddenly change?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&gt;:O

* Edaric is holding a rat by its tail. o.o

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi's nose scrunches up a little as she closes her spellbook and peers over. &quot;What's that racket, and what the devil is Kor doing?&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#000000">&quot;Edaric, dismiss the blasted spell!&quot; &gt;:O

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

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;All right all right I got it one second!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">To Tom. &quot;This morning it was Muffins. :T&quot;

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Concentrate this!

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">KOR THE MIGHTY! &#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 16 + 5 = 21&#160; <font color="#6600CC">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d3-4 = 2 - 4 = -2&#160; <font color="#6600CC">&#187;!

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Kor just BIT him.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- OW!&quot;

* Edaric drops the rat.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">And Akellon returns in full flavor. XD

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Squeeeeee-*whump!* X_@

* Aelian facepalms.

Aelian:<font color="#000000">&quot;Someone get the animals off Edaric so he can dismiss the spell....&quot; -_-#

Ezer:<font color="#006666">Ezer bounds over! And jumps on top of Edaric...just as he drops Kor, sadly.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">Le pick up the cat.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">and then the drow jumps on top too. What is this I don't even-

* Edaric waves a hand from the floor, having just been knocked over by a serval, and the alarm goes silent.

Ezer:<font color="#006666">Put me down. I just wanted the rat. D: Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;The... password was... cheesecake...&quot; ^^;;;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Hmm.&quot;

Amadre:<font color="#6600CC">Oooo! Dogpile!? *POUNCE!*

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">Oh for the love of.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">D: Ezer:<font color="#006666">AGH! Dog! D: Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">Drop the cat on a chair, pick up the dog.

Amadre:<font color="#6600CC">Hey! Lemme go! &gt;:O

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">Then drop it on Tathi's foot. :T

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Edaric: Tathi cheesecake? =3=

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">WHAT THE- *fireballs!*

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">XD

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt's just shaking his head at the mayhem and chuckling.

Ezer:<font color="#006666">Ezer scampers back to his perch on the far side of the table. &gt;.&gt;;;

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">Aannndd...finally.

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">Downstairs. :D

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">.D*

Amadre:<font color="#6600CC">Yah, up until the elven hound, quickly scampering away, bolts underneath Gnogglebolt's chair.. taking it with him. :P

* Edaric pushes himself up off the floor.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;When you are done with what business you have today...&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... So how has your day been? x3 Edaric brushes copious amounts of fur from his clothes.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;GWUH!&quot; The gnoem is dumped onto the floor.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Amadre! Down!&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Could you and Aelian pay a visit to the Leaden Mace some time within the next week?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Their Commander would like to speak to you regarding the after-action reports you filed.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">oh, is e talking to Tathi

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">*he talking to Tathi?

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( No, to Edaric and Aelian. ))

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hello...Thomas...&quot; Gnogglebolt says, getting back to his feet

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Sorry about that Gnogglebolt.. looks like Edaric mixed in animal madness with his alarm spell.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Those things? Suppose so, if Edaric doesn't mind being peeled away from Tathi for a bit.&quot; ;3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Despite magic being magic...I have to ask.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#000000">-.-

Aelian:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;My reports were flawless, but I suppose so, if there is more to discuss.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Was the commander able to use any of Pamela's blood to trace her with scrying?&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">*Aelian, I mean. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Or any other of our associates?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;I'll come to.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">*too

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;There is not issue with the reports themselves.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;I imagine he wishes to ask you about Miron's...well, Miron-ish behavior.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Oh -ah. Yes, I can see the sense in that.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... wait when did you start stealing dialogue away from me. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ah well. XD Go ahead.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">MAH COHORT. &gt;:D

TMG:<font color="#000000">cohorts can still be DM-controlled. &gt;.&gt;

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Kor scrambles up Gnogglebolt's freshly rightened chair, and peers over his shoulder. Whachu reading, gnomey?

TMG:<font color="#000000">But oh well. :U

* Thomas Lazarus rubs at his ears. =3=

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt notices the mousenose looking at him over the top f the adjacent chair.

GM:<font color="#000000">Uh-oh, with regards to Gnogglebolt's question. In all of the Mace dealings... did anyone bother to talk about scrying? =3=

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyways.. ah.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">sorry, forgot to move him tech. XP

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, you're just trying to be cute, are you?&quot; Gnogglebolt says, booping the mouse's nose.

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( Rat. ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I did get the ichor from that Chimera to brother Cadamon. It's just that, then we fell into quarantine and -- oh!&quot;

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Squeak!! How dare you! *mousey huff*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..And then there was a bit of commotion regarding Miron.&quot; He frowns.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Really, the only difference between a rat and a mouse is size. XP

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Size wise, Kor's a mega-rat. Cuz he's so fat. XP

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Actually, I believe they belong to different genuses entirely. =3=

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Wait.. Kor's a dire rat now! XP

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;He caught the Slimy Doom, himself. But. Brother Cadamon is there treating him. I'm sure he'll be alright.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Mus versus Rattus, if I recall.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;But he won't be joining us for a few days, I imagine. It's incredibly contagious, as you can well see.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Wait...the tracing wasn't taken care of?&quot; Gnogglebolt looks over at Thomas, ignoring the mouse now.

Ezer:<font color="#006666">Hey now. Don't knock the fat. You want a certain amount of fat in your rat, for flavor.

* Thomas Lazarus waves a hand in the air. &quot;It may full well have been by now. I only saw the commander just arriving at the Hostel when I left to do some errands.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;We could stop by this afternoon to ask about the results.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;I suppose we should go check then. What say we all go asking about the scrying? Nothing an established practice likes more than a bunch of noisy adventurers barging in.&quot; Tathi says, giggling. &quot;I remember that from my academy days.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;And my associate is currently too physically damaged to scry.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh. Well, yes, following up on that is our highest current priority, I think. Who wants to go now?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not that I imagine we need to tell them twice.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;I have business to attend to.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;I have to purchase supplies, and deliver them to Homely House by tomorrow.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;More secret dark elf planning, Sszeyl?&quot; Tathi says with a teasing smirk.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Then, at some point, harvest the small supply of growing food growing outside my cave.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;If you're going, I will come with you. It's better than sitting around here doing nothing.&quot; Elros sets the book back on the shelf.

* Thomas Lazarus peers! &gt;:.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">tsk tsk! Look at all these token notes on Aelian! Time for some macro magic! :&gt;

* Edaric perks up. &quot;Harvest?&quot;

* Sszeyl speaks to Swallowtail in...horrifically broken words of her own language.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's right! They'll be looking for you. You need to take someone with you. I doubt you're as tough as Zairith, and he was in a bad way, you know?&quot;

Sszeyl whispers: &quot;Would...like...take...trip?&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... actually Zairith only has 3 more HP than Sszeyl currently.. =3=

* Swallowtail looks at Sszeyl quizzically.

Player &quot;Sszeyl&quot; is not connected. You whisper to Meany: &quot;Is that another request to spar?&quot; Translate as you see fit. =3=

Sszeyl whispers: &quot;No...leave...building. Go...outside...trip...sorry...&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;As tough as who?&quot; :. Poor NPC, kept in the dark. =3=

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Sir Ebonwood. =3=&quot;

* Swallowtail still looks confused by Sszeyl's response.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;He runs a magic shop.&quot;

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

* Thomas Lazarus nods and considers his words a bit before speaking.

* Sszeyl looks for a blank sheet of paper in the bookcase.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;He's quite a formidable wizard. I'm just concerned for one of us being totally isolated when we know our malefactors are in Castleton's walls, is all.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">Then, taking a sketching pencil from his artisan's tools...

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&#171; &#160;1d20+9+mod = 12 + 9 + 0 = 21&#160; <font color="#CD7F31">&#187; Craft (painting) check!

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Whatever you're sketching is very pretty, at least.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;That is another issue.. we really should hunt down these antogonizers of ours.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">An age olde comic depicting Swallowsketch going outside the city to a location outside, to enjoy scenery and visit people. Followed by a question mark.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Ancient Wisdom. Patience.&quot;

* Swallowtail headtilts, then smiles and asks a single word.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So, who's going back to the Leaden Mace HQ, aside from Elros?&quot;

You whisper to Meany: &quot;Where?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;I am.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;As am I.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus rubs the back of his neck. &quot;..Well.. by the same note.. they did sort of defeat Sir Ebonwood.. ^^;&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't know anything about this magic, but I may tag along just to see the results.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Who's staying here to watch Barbarus?&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Does he need watching?&quot; &gt;.&gt;

Sszeyl whispers: &quot;Beautiful....Home...first. Second...Gathering...Hole?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus looks to Gnogglebolt. &quot;It should be a similar spell to the one we used to help Jolenta. It's my hope that a zombie's ... bits, are enough to get a good scrying tie on it.&quot;

* Sszeyl holds up one finger, then sketches again.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;The blue cardigan he tried to slip me into a few mornings ago says yes.&quot; :P

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, I see.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&#171; &#160;1d20+9+mod = 12 + 9 + 0 = 21&#160; <font color="#CD7F31">&#187; Craft (painting) check!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well then, I suppose I could stay here, too.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;If by unluck, Pamela is already too far away to be pursued, I might as well use today to make some progress with my work.&quot;

RAM whispers: Would you get mad if I did some shennanigans to y'all right now?

* Thomas Lazarus gives Barbarus a :3 look. &quot;How was the bird, anyway?&quot;

You whisper to RAM: What kind of shenanigans.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">A sketch of Homely House, and then the Mustering Cave and her sister Caves, with a little Fuzzysketch.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well.. if you think so. We'll let you know.&quot;

* Sszeyl points to House first then to the caves.

* Swallowtail considers, then asks another question.

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Delicious. =3=&quot;

You whisper to Meany: &quot;How far?&quot;

RAM whispers: I was gonna have Rowen the Sergal burst in, comment on Thomas' sister, then leave.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So, just to double-check, who's going where, and when are people expecting to be back?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">I almost just told Meany what the cooking check result of the bird was.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">At which point I paused.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Aelian and I are going to the Mace.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;But...It was difficult to eat without being able to judge distances.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So we who stay here know when to worry and where to start looking.&quot;

Sszeyl whispers: &quot;...Hour?&quot;

You whisper to RAM: Heh, while that would be lulzy, it would be disruptive. ^^; So not right now, no.

* Swallowtail nods.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">And thought, &quot;You are too fucking D&amp;D when you have to tell someone what the food's number was so they know what to think of its deliciousness. =3=;;;;;;&quot;

RAM whispers: Later?

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

You whisper to RAM: If there's a lull later, sure.

RAM whispers: Yay! Thankies! *cuddles*

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;I can stop by the Mace later if everyone else is headed out.&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Well, how many levels do you have in Cook Food?

Faerie:<font color="#006666">And how did you roll?

Faerie:<font color="#006666">:P

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It's a Profession check. =3=

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Profession (cook). Or just a Wis check.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">ROLL AN EAT FOOD CHECK 8U

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">ROLL TO BURP

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Aaanyways.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It's just for fluff's sake, though. x3

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">now why did I make an initiative macro for Aelian.. XD

Faerie:<font color="#006666">1d20=1 The food has gained sentience! Roll init!

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

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Actually, DM, here's a question.. Could my little 'party' (Aelian and Tathi) act on the highest initiative mod of the group, which would be Aelian's?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">How mad would people be if I actually instituted that rule. =3=

Liatai:<font color="#000000">They're seperate individuals, they have seperate inits.

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Which rule? &gt;.&gt;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Awww. :)

Faerie:<font color="#006666">I wouldn't mind.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Natural 1 on cooking checks = sentient food. =3=

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, it should probably not be more than an hour or two. I'm not really certain. I imagine commander Ashmore will waste no time taking the proper precautions and measures on the Mace's behalf as soon as he can. I skipped no details in my report, and the sick ward alone should tell of the mission's gravity.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">OH GOD THE MUFFINS

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( ...Demon Doughnuts? ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( Dosve's Demon Cookies? &gt;&gt;; ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( But I vote yes. :U ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Then again, if she were anywhere close, I would probably be summoned for duty right away.&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#006666">I also vote yes on natural 1 on cooking = sentient food.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">When bacon attacks.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;If she is close, make sure the rest of us are picked up for pursuit if at all possible, unless it's so time-critical to engage her that it cannot wait for even that.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus simply nods.

* Swallowtail asks a question.

You whisper to Meany: &quot;When?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Also..&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Who is going with me to deliver supplies, and harvest? =3=&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hot cross buns?&quot; Thomas presents. ^_^

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;And when can you be ready?&quot;

* Barbarus feels around the air for one, and eventually takes. :U

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;...&quot; Edaric looks severely torn. &gt;.&gt;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ooh, don't mind if I do!&quot; Gnogglebolt accepts one.

RAM whispers: Lia, would you be so kind as to inform me when I can do shennanigans? I'd rather not misjudge and disrupt you guys.

* Elros isn't hungry, thanks

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Can the harvest happen after we get back from the Mace? Many hands make light work and all.&quot; ^^

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">You can always count on Thomas for 180 hair-pin turns from starkly serious plot-exposition to sunny derpery.

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Well, it takes about an hour to get to the House from here..&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;And there will be some time to get it all in place.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;So if you head out when you're done, you should arrive just in time for harvesting. :3&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Harvest usually takes a day to a few days, at least. Unless you've just got a teeny garden.&quot; :3

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;What have you got that's ready to pick?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">The buns are not long for this world. Thomas takes the last one and steps over to offer it physically to Swallowtail. &quot;:3 ?&quot;

* Swallowtail blinks, then bows. &quot;Grazie!&quot; She takes it. :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I had been meaning to ask..&quot; He says aside. &quot;What plans does this woman have? Flint told me her home is months away by land, and across a sea.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Are those from the baking snake again?&quot; :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;They were. She's a perfect host, you know.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Hmm.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Some apples from a pair of trees.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I mean.. hostess.&quot; :.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;And about five pumpkins.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;I would like to get some spigots into the trees nearby too, for sap. &gt;&gt;&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm? Oh!&quot; Gnogglebolt speaks up at Thomas' question about Swallowtail.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sounds like a full day's work to me, unless these trees are young.&quot; :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;I wouldn't know. ^^&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I tried to ask her. She...was actually not forthcoming. She claims she owes a life-debt to all of us, and won't leave until it's paid.&quot; Gnogglebolt nervously rubs his neck.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;So, who is coming now, and who will show up later?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Couldn't convince her otherwise.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is that so..?&quot; He seems somewhat amused.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Another honorary guardian?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..We're like kidnappers, you know?&quot;

* Sszeyl looks apologetic at Swallowtail.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Until she thinks her debt is satisfied, I suppose.&quot; ^^;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Well, considering our current situation, I suppose there's far worse things.&quot;

* Sszeyl holds up another finger, and looks around. :U&quot;

* Edaric chuckles.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Aelian, Edaric, Tathi, and Gnogglebolt are going to the Mace?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;And Elros? Tom? Barbarus?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh no, I'm staying here.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Take it from someone who's been actually kidnapped, you guys are not kidnappers.&quot; |3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;And me. I imagine with Miron bedridden and recovering the Mace'll want me paying a little more mind to them. I was deferring to him as a senior until now. I'm technically bottom-rung ranked, what with being a few days old.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll go along to the Mace, then, if Gnogglebolt's staying here. Might as well get that over with.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Oh, Gnogglebolt, I was under the impression you were going. I will, I suppose, go where ever I'm most needed.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;I'll let you borrow my wagon and mules for transport. =3# But I'm staying.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I -was- going to go, but I changed my mind.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus chuckles. &quot;Well, let's not spend the whole morning talking about it.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">Om nom nom nom.

Sszeyl whispers: &quot;Can...leave...present?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Right. See you all later today. Hopefully.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Right, so. Tathi, Aelian, Edaric, Tom, to the Mace. Sszeyl and Swallowtail, to the dens. Barbarus, Gnogglebolt, staing at HQ... and Elros going wherever he's going?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm sure we'll be fine. We survived Mr. Giggles together, anyway.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus waves and steps out.

* Swallowtail looks at Sszeyl quizzically again and then grabs a piece of paper. &#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 1 + 1 = 2&#160;  &#187; untrained sketchy...

TMG:<font color="#000000">...Child at heart? :B

* Swallowtail scribbles out the very bad-looking box and tries again. &#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 4 + 1 = 5&#160;  &#187;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">XD

TMG:<font color="#000000">Cuz I imagine that's the quality of this sketch. ^^;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Well it's slightly better. =3= But still kid-quality, a doodle of a wrapped present with a question mark next to it.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">It's perfect. She's some elite exotic ninja working outside her comfort zone, drawing. &quot;&gt;:.&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">The drawing becomes sentient and attacks everyone?

RAM:<font color="#990000">Roll init?

Elros:<font color="#006666">Elros will stay at the HQ as well, just in case anything happens.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">She shows it to Sszeyl and looks inquisitive.

* Sszeyl shakes head.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">XD

* Swallowtail shrugs. &quot;?&quot;

* Sszeyl sketches.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&#171; &#160;1d20+9+mod = 9 + 9 + 0 = 18&#160; <font color="#CD7F31">&#187; Craft (painting) check!

* Sszeyl sketches an...extremely rough depiction of the concept of past/present/future.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt retreats to the workshop room.

* Swallowtail looks... &quot;Ah!&quot; And then asks a question.

You whisper to Meany: &quot;You mean we'll be leaving now?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">-if- nothing else happens today and he gets 8 unbroken hours of work, I'll roll a daily craft check. If the others come back and there's trouble, he'll join them. Won't roll the check until then though, so Gnogglebolt is out of the action at the moment.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Si.&quot;

* Swallowtail nods.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Unless Barbarus or Elros decide to check on him and chat with him. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You'll have uninterrupted time. :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Whenever it is that Tathi, Aelian and Edaric form up and the quartet head off to go a'scrying, Thomas blinks a bit, as though remembering something. He mutters aloud. &quot;Oh yeah.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">O rry?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;For the record, we now have the employ of.. a tree, and a boat, I guess.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Zairith gave me some conjuring items.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">Elros goes back to reading his book. Trying to pick up some spells, probably.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">And since I forgot to ask for Homely House the map, we shall go to the land of make believe. =3=

* Thomas Lazarus shrugs a bit unenthusiastically. &quot;Not that I'm sure when such things will come up.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;So...Elros.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Do you know any methods for one-eyed achery? &gt;&gt;&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">Elros looks up from his book. &quot;Hm?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;It was a kindness, though.&quot; =3=

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;...dare I ask why?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">.|

* Barbarus gesticulates at his now missing occular organ.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">FOCUS YOUR OCULAR ORBS ON THIS, MEATBAG.

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">As you approach the hunting lodge, you can hear a particularly loud Elven voice. &quot;AND IF I CATCH YOU CAUSING TROUBLE IN HERE AGAIN IT'LL BE MORE THAN A THRASHING, YOU HEAR?!&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;...oh. Well, your main problem, of course, would be depth perception. You could always fire a test shot, and adjust your angle accordingly, I suppose.

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;

* Sszeyl says to Swallowtail. &quot;Luethil. :3&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">It's a shame he didn't have Otto here to ask.

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Quite true.&quot;

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">A drunk-looking scruffy guy with a black eye stumbles out of the lodge and trundles away as fast as he can go. #_O

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmph.&quot; &gt;:3

Tokens dropped onto map 'Vigilant Guardian HQ'Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Good luck avoiding bears, sir!&quot;

Otto Werner:<font color="#000000">I haven't aimed at anything in 30 years. That's the fucking point of bombs. =3U

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Loo-i-fill?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">...Bombs? &gt;.3

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Hmm...Maybe Gnogglebolt can help. =3#&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">There's a thought, actually. x3

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">Th.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;&quot;*

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Loo-i-thil.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Loo-i-thill.&quot;

* Swallowtail nods. :3

* Sszeyl also nods. :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">Le unloading boxes of food outside while shouting.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;OI. LUETHIL.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;GOTCHER FOOD.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Well now there's an idea. A bomb on an arrow. Or something so that you need not be so accurate.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Now, here's a question. Have Sszeyl and Luethil met before?

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( Actually...no. =3=;; ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( Btu he's asked about her a bit. ))

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;WHO THE HELL ARE YOU.&quot; A voice yells from inside.

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( And hopefully, the Halflings who officially 'own' the House and Cave told her at least something about him -3- ))

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Gnogglebolt. .U&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;How hard is it fro you to make some of those explody things?&quot;

* Swallowtail muses in Amayan, &quot;Very loud.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Si.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;IT'S SSZEYL. DROW GUY WHO BUYS YOUR FOOD FOR YOU.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm?&quot; Gnogglebolt looks up from working on some device on a bench.

* Elros is curious to hear what Gnogglebolt has to say, as well.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Explodey-things...the bombs?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Yes. .o&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Um...I've been planning to make them already. The main issue is time.&quot;

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;YOU STAY WHERE YOU ARE, I'M COMIN'.&quot; You hear a tromp-tromp-tromp from inside.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Be back in a few.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;There's just not enough of it.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Ahahah. Luethil is awesome. x3

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Can I...help? ^.#&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;I'd like to learn to make some....so I can compensate for lacking in pinpoint aim.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">He's already rocking the demoman look.

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

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">THERE CAN BE ONLY ONE.

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">...EYE.

* Thomas Lazarus raises his brows suddenly.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I can...try and teach you some basics. I was actually planning to teach everyone how to use devices, if not make them anyway.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Say, Tathi. You probably know the details of this artifice much better than I remember.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;The oak this token makes..&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Thankee. :3&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus produces a feather token for a tree.

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">.3*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is it permanent?&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">OOC: trying to treat this as teaching Barbarus Craft: Tech Device so he can put ranks in it as if it were a class skill?

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;I think it would be a rather interesting idea. An arrow which need not be aimed precicely to do damage.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">Still unloading boxes. =3=

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Bomb Arrow Barbie: &quot;Link, eat your hear out.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">or is this just an untrained Aid Another check?

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi peers over. &quot;Sorry, what are you asking about again?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus huffs. =3=

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">The door is thrown open to reveal a wild elf woman in hide and fur armor, with a bow and a club the size of a small tree strapped to her back. &quot;WHAT.&quot;

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Oh, so YOU'RE the drow.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Yep.&quot;

* Sszeyl gestures over to Swallowtail. &quot;And guest.&quot;

* Luethil Aellonor folds her arms and looks Sszeyl over. &gt;:|

* Thomas Lazarus shows her the feather token. &quot;Weren't you paying any attention? Zairith gifted a boat and tree to us, in artifice form.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Yo? Liatai, meany?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Huh?

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( Yo. ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I was just thinking about what I could possibly presume to do with a tree..&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">how are we treating Barbaru's request?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Treat it as teaching.

TMG:<font color="#000000">TMG: OOC: trying to treat this as teaching Barbarus Craft: Tech Device so he can put ranks in it as if it were a class skill?

TMG:<font color="#000000">TMG: or is this just an untrained Aid Another check?

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;OH! I was wondering what you were talking about.&quot; Tathi says, and then smirks. &quot;Well, as all elves known, a tree can make a fine ladder in a pinch.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not much, is my conclusion. But would you perhaps like it? I remember you being interested in a refuge, or something to that effect.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Annnnd the player peeks at the DMG, because even he doesn't remember... Feather tokens, right?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Yup.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Quaal's Feather Tokens.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Neither I nor Thomas remember if the tree is permanent.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The tree is permanent.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Okay. If he's being taught to use the Craft (Tech Device) skill, and not the -use- Tech Device skill, there's something to be noted.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The boat lasts for 1 day. :3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Goootcha.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Once Barbarus puts a rank in it, he'll still never be able to actually make a device on his own. Without Tinker levels, he has no Technological Limit. His skill ranks will only be useful for Aid Another.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi peers at the tokens a moment. &quot;Well, see, they're a bit odd. The boat is going to vanish into magical residue in about three days, but the tree? It takes root and becomes permanent.. Now, you've got an idea there. But now I wonder what kind of tree it'll be?&quot; Tathi says. Is there a way she could figure out what kind it is?

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll be blunt, dark elf. I don't like your kind much. But folks seem to trust you.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oak. If she knows about feather tokens, she knows this.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Or maybe he could build a device if he has the blueprints for it, or another tinker gives him a design. But at the very least, Barbarus can't invent anything on his own without tinker levels

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Thank you.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh.. I didn't ask him that.&quot; :.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Roger! &quot;Ah, it's a common oak. Not the same kind of tree of my homeland..&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Just making sure that was stated.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;But, by all means. It's yours. I don't really presume to know much about your culture, but your idea sounds very nice.&quot; He happily hands over the tree token.

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;You cause any trouble or do any of that backstabby stuff your people do, I'm going to gut you, rip out your spine, and use it as a torniquet to choke you with your own intestines, got it?&quot; &gt;:|

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Yep. :3&quot;

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Then we're good.&quot; |3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Anyway, Gnogglebolt continues to work on the half-built device before him, some large canister-like thing in the same basic shape as--but even thicker and shorter than--his blunderbuss. He explains what he's doing to barbarus as he works, and occasionally lets Barbarus stick a piece together.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Why thank you!&quot; Tathi says, smiling happily.. apparently more at the idea comment than the token.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Now, I got you some of all the basic food groups, and of course, lots of good whiskey.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;None of this watered down mead crap I've heard tell about.&quot;

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Who's the guest?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Swallowtail, a friend and a sometimes sparring partner. She is from Amaya.&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#006666">&quot;I've got your four basic food groups right here: Beans, bacon, whiskey, and lard.&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#006666">(/Atlantis)

* Swallowtail bows.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;She seems to speak some sort of..windy language, in addition to her own.&quot; =3=;;

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Huh.&quot; |3 I had to use skill points to be able to write, bucko, I don't speak windy.

TMG:<font color="#000000">alex; ahh, loved that movie. x3

TMG:<font color="#000000">...Ohgawd. I've got to have Gnogglebolt pull this trick on someone else now. xD

TMG:<font color="#000000">*someone else is drinking from a waterskin*

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;So, come see if there's anything else you need from town.&quot;

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well it's about time you came around with it. These hunters are about drinking the place dry.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Did the Halflings fix the place up to your liking?&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt: &quot;You didn't just drink that, did you? That's not good, that's incindigas! D:&quot;&quot;Don't move, er, don't bretah...&quot; *backs away* &quot;Don't do anything...except pray, maybe...&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Tech, you would. Rather steampunk, that. x3

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Heh xP

TMG:<font color="#000000">&quot;BOOM!&quot; *scares the crap out of whoever was drinking*

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Some of the cheap stuff'd be good just to tide them over. Oh, yeah, it's fine. Bit fancy, actually.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Doctor's instructions: GET AWAY FROM ME. D: Liatai:<font color="#000000">XD

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;I'll get some of the..mead then. :T&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Right.&quot;

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mead's expensive honey stuff.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;I thought it was booze mixed with water. &gt;.&gt;&quot;

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;You don't know the first thing about booze, do you, kid?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">MEANWHILE, AT THE HALL OF JUSTICE.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The tokens have been moved. :3

* Thomas Lazarus looks over to Tavia. &quot;They do have another dog here, so mind your manners, okay?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;I know whiskey and wine is good. =3=&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#006666">We nee submarines in this game. :U

Faerie:<font color="#006666">And hot-air balloons.

* Thomas Lazarus steps inside the hostel and knocks on the parted door.

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Damn, if you're gonna be running a hunting lodge, you need an education.&quot; Sszeyl... run far... run fast. XD

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Speaking of.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">TATHI GANG ATTACK :O

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Any local dangerous animals besides my bear that you've seen?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">OH NOES THE TATHI GANG

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

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well hey, welcome back. With company, I see.&quot;

* Flint Carthan tips his hat.

* Barbarus pesters with questions. :U

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;'Afternoon, brothers.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Hope you guys can keep this stuff going for a little while, I may get pulled away in a bit...argh.

Smoke:<font color="#000000">It's the grey pups again. :.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Good thing my char isn't doing much notable or important. ^^;

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Don't leeave me alone! Barbarus will probably burn the house down, or something.

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Eh, nothing out of the ordinary. Had a couple of raccoons in the trash, saw a couple coyotes around, no big. Kid stuff.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;The Guardians were itching to hear about what became of that scrying bit from the Chimera. I can't claim to have any different opinion on the matter. ... I admittedly sort of forgot to follow up on it earlier, after the commotion with Cadamon and Miron.&quot; ^^;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Very good. And the customers?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Oh look. It's the door-blowing elf. Here's hoping she doesn't get drunk again.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Anyone looking to give trouble? :/&quot;

Amadre:<font color="#6600CC">Grey puppy!! *wagwagwag*

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh yeah, speaking of which. Cadamon's been looking for you. Something about the tithe.&quot;

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Drunk idiots. That's about it.&quot;

* Sszeyl looks at Swallowtail, seeing if she's bored, or being a ninja and doing ninjay things.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Really? Maybe I counted it wrong.. (no wait, he wouldn't even know. &gt;.&gt;;)&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;But alright.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Huh. Thought they wouldn't be so far out of town. :T&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Aw well. When do you expect you'll be running low again?&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Looking at me? What are you looking at? I'm off being a ninja and peeking at the interior of the lodge. =3=

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;There are drunk idiots wherever there's booze.&quot; =3= &quot;Two weeks, probably.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Cadamon and the commander are both upstairs.&quot;

* Dr. Hatari imagines a plaque on the wall reading, &quot;Employee of the month: Luethil. &quot;Because she was going to kick my ass if she wasn't.&quot;&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Very good. :3&quot;

Smoke:<font color="#000000">You pups watch yourselves, this is my territory. |3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Right then. Thanks, brother.&quot; Thomas turns for the stairs and nods for the others to come right along.

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh! Thomas! There you are.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">Suddenly. Elves. o_o

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Howdy. Flint says there was something on your mind?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">GIVE US YOUR TREES. :O

* Thomas Lazarus tries to read into Cadamon's look. He glances over his shoulder.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..Oh. Have you not met?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Afk 2 minutes. Grabbing breakfast.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">..Well. 3rd shift breakfast.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Anything special you want me to include in the next shipment? Lumber, furniture...&quot; And with that, the conversation fades to black, for the other folks to be in the spotlight. =3=

Faerie:<font color="#006666">I don't know you can call it breakfast at that point. :P

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;I am.. not sure. I was quite.. intoxicated when I blew the door off. It might have been to his room?&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes, actually, the commander just finished counting your tithe... I think I've met the young lady, at least.&quot; Cadamon looks a little bit frazzled for a moment, but smiles pleasantly enough. &quot;Not at all, I heard the story from Brother Landon.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Brother Thomas... did you mean to give a 60 percent tithe?&quot; ^^;;;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Miron always overpays his tithe on purpose, but that seems a little gratuitous, even by his standards.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">yeah, definitely afk until further notice. Seeya guys

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Ta.

Luethil Aellonor:<font color="#000000">Blah blah blah talk talk.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">Words words words.

* Faerie is here, but if nothing tries to attack the HQ, not really sure what he's doing. &gt;.&gt;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Nothing will try to attack the HQ right now. Say... is Ezer due for a new trick?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Why yes, he is. :O

Faerie:<font color="#006666">:O

* Faerie goes to look up how this works. &gt;.&gt;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">In addition to 2 more hit dice, a +2 bonus to natural armor, an adjustment to Strength and Dex of +1...

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ah. To teach an animal a new trick, it takes a week of work and a Handle Animal check. :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">PHB pages 74 and 75 have a list of tricks.

Faerie:<font color="#006666">...wait, how do hit die get counted. =3=;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It's extra HP. :3 One sec, I'll check how much he should get.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">2d8+2 more HP for him... and a new feat, too. :3

Ezer:<font color="#006666">&#171; &#160;2d8+2 = 10 + 2 = 12&#160; <font color="#006666">&#187;

Ezer:<font color="#006666">&#171; &#160;9+12 = 9 + 12 = 21&#160; <font color="#006666">&#187;

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Holy-

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Woo, so Ezer now has 21 HP. :3

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">The cat has more HP than Tathi.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Ezer is evolving!

* Ezer feels powerful now. :O

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Ezer became a fucking lion get in the car!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">His AC also goes up by 2.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">As a feat, may I propose improved toughness, or perhaps weapon focus: claws?

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Brother Thomas?&quot; ^^;

Ezer:<font color="#006666">Silly Hatari, cars haven't been invented yet. 8D

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sixty percent?!&quot; He blinks, a bit flabbergasted.

* Thomas Lazarus rubs his head. &quot;How could that be?&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Didn't you read the papers you signed when you joined? The tithe is only on monetary earnings from a mission.&quot; ^^;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;That's a bit.. charitable..&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">=3=;;;;;;;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'd imagine you want some of it back.&quot; ^^;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I.. well, I did read them all. During.. my.. all-nighter.&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Wait, I thought Ezer got another trick, not a feat.

Faerie:<font color="#006666">&gt;.&gt;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">He gets both.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The trick comes from being an animal companion. The feat comes from gaining hit dice. :3

Faerie:<font color="#006666">oic

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Essentially, he's being treated as a 3rd-level druid's animal companion, since you're a 6th-level ranger. See PHB page 36 for details on animal companions. :3

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Well then, as a trick, how about guard.

* Thomas Lazarus chuckles a bit awkwardly. &quot;W-well.. under ordinary circumstances I would gladly hand-wave it and leave it as is. But.. I.. actually do find myself somewhat short.&quot; ^^;;;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thank you for the clarification, brother. We came here to see you and the commander, anyway.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Gnogglebolt was quite understandably interested in the result of the scrying. He's rather the unnamed leader of the Guardians, so here we are.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;The default tithe is ten percent... so you have about 375 gold pieces you can take back.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">THAT'S ENOUGH FOR SLEEPY ARMOR |D

* Thomas Lazarus is bricked.

* Tathi puts her sack of bricks away.

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, yes, the scrying. Talk to Richter; the commander filed a description of his findings with him.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus nods. &quot;Thanks again. How is Miron, by the way?&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sound asleep at the moment. He took quite a beating from the illness before I could dispel it, so he'll be off-duty for at least two days, possibly more if he relapses or tries to work through it. We'll do our best to make sure that doesn't happen, though.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus nods quietly.

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Fortunately, it doesn't seem like there's any permanent damage, which can happen in some of the worse cases of slimy doom.&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#006666">So, feats...can I choose any standard feat for Ezer?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Any feat he meets the prerequisites for at all. :3

* Faerie will probably choose weapon focus: claws anyway, but just asking.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I certainly trust that he's in the best care he can be.&quot; He bows slightly before looking back to the other guardians, dogs and all. NOT A RAT THOUGH THAT'S DUMB.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I have an animal companion in Cold War with a feat that grants him spell-like abilities. =3=

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Don't want to keep the others waiting. Farewell, Cadamon.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">&gt;&gt;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Unless Tathi had anything specific to say to the commander, shall we handwave so people can get back into the action? :3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">I'm quite happy with that.

* Thomas Lazarus collects a pamphlet. =3=

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The scrying results indicated a wooded area; she appeared to be in transit to a different location. Further observation will be taken.

* Dr. Hatari gives Tom 375 gp back. What a generous coincidence. ;3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Actually, I was sitting on that since the lootsplitting. ^^;;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... Tathi where are you going? :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Oh my god.

* Thomas Lazarus pulls the fire alarm.

* Faerie thinks yes, weapon focus: claws

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ghostwish?

Faerie:<font color="#006666">So, attack bonus goes from +4 to +5?

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Yes? Sorry. :&gt;

* Thomas Lazarus drags the elves along with him back to HQ. =3=

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Where was Tathi going? XD

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I believe so, Fae.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">TATHI GANG. FOLLOW MODE. :&gt;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">She was just tagging along, really.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Now that Leadership feat has been the gotten, however, maybe the first Seeds meeting could take place? That sounds more mini-session material, however.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Back to HQ! :D

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">WORP WORP WORP

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Mink sounds excited. I think we should get back. I think all the other roads have adamantine spiders on them. D: Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Really? My guess was tarrasques. Mounted on red wyrms.

GM:<font color="#000000">Meany, is Sszeyl spending the night at the Mustering Cave, or returning to HQ?

* Thomas Lazarus lays a hand on the door and furrows his brow.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;.......... Cheesecake, right.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;You got it this time.&quot; |3

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;We're back!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi walks on in after saying the password..

Elros:<font color="#006666">Elros looks up from hi book, again. &quot;Oh, welcome back. Successful i your endeavors, I hope?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sort of. Not much to work with. Are the others in?&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Tech and Meany seem to both be AFK... ^^;;

* Thomas Lazarus takes a seat and lets out a sigh.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Whoops. Oh yeah. :.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;It seems our target is in the midst of a transition.. We'll just have to keep tabs on her. I say we hunt down the troublemakers in Castleton in the mean time.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Yo.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Meany, is Sszeyl spending the night at the Mustering Cave, or returning to HQ?

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Whoever you see here is who has returned. Gnogglebolt is at work, and will likely be busy for a while. And Barbarus is...somewhere.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Well, considering it's only a small garden, and two trees of apples, he should be back by now. :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mm. The mace is diligent. But no matter how many times we scry on that woman, we'll have no idea where she is until she passes a landmark.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus nods.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Aw. No group harvesting?

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">^^;

* Dr. Hatari leers at Liatai.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Waaiiitaminute.

* Dr. Hatari pulls the cover off her games stash. A-HAH. HARVEST MOON. &gt;:O

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I don't deny it. :P

Liatai:<font color="#000000">But really, I had a roleplaying encounter planned if people were all going out to harvest.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Alright.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Oh, I see.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ah well, I'll find another place for it. :3

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Harvest is put off till tomorrow? (:3

* Thomas Lazarus looks a bit restless in his chair as he frowns.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">And they instead just checked on the miners?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Fair enough. The miners are a-minin'. :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm actually rather in favor of Tathi's idea.. I can't even think of what else to do - yet there's so much danger nipping at our heels from every angle. I'll go crazy if we just take it easy all day.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;But what lead to we have?&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl should be back by now, yes.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">Suddenly.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Cheesecake.&quot; :U

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, who's after us, all told? A group of... Hi, Sszeyl.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus offers a hand in salutation.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Chiceceke?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Ee.

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

* Sszeyl gets a sketchbook out from the bookcase. (:3

Sszeyl whispers: &quot;Learn...more...words?&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Cheesecake?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Ae.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;As I understand it from Sir Ebonwood, a mechanized Drow house. Not to mention whoever's ire we might've stirred up with our Blackskull raiding. But perhaps that's imprudent paranoia.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Ch-ee-ss-c-ae-ke.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;S&#236;, s&#236;. ... Cheesscaeke.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;That sounds delicious, stop.&quot; x3

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&#171; &#160;1d20+9+mod = 19 + 9 + 0 = 28&#160; <font color="#CD7F31">&#187; Craft (painting) check!

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;We should probably pick tomorrow's password while we're all here, anyway. :3&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Foofraw!&quot; =3=

* Sszeyl sketches a bunch of pictures of everyday objects, and imagery, then shares the Common word for it, in exchange for the Amayan word for it.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">-&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's a good one!&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll set it so that it's a silent alarm, so I'll know if anyone tries to break in while we're helping Sszeyl out tomorrow.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus flutters his eyes, as though he just caught on. &quot;With whatnow?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Huh?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus looks to Sszeyl. &quot;What's going on tomorrow?&quot; =3=

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sszeyl said he had some harvesting work that needed doing?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Harvesting pumpkins, apples, and sap.&quot;

* Sszeyl points out the pictures on his sketchpad.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Pumpkin. Apple. Sap.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus stonefaces.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;O-oh. Alright.&quot; ^^;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;That kind of thing's always best done with a community. Especially since there's nothing like freshly-harvested food.&quot; |3

Aelian:<font color="#000000">&quot;Even with assassins after us?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Legendary demon-slayer Thomas: The Early Years.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;They won't be looking outside of the city! And that's what a sharp-eyed sniper's good for, eh?&quot; :P

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Wouldn't you rather they try their hand away from innocent bystanders, Aelian?&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">still afk. Garrrrgh. Stupid family. X_X

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Well, with assasins after us, perhaps it's safer to do it together?&quot;

* Sszeyl is waiting patiently for Swallowtail to get used to the new words, and share the Amayan words for the objects.

* Swallowtail is catching on slowly.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I guess it's something. Maybe a bit of hard yardwork will distract my mind from these phantoms.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;And there is also something to look forward to. xU&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Pies, cider, and candies.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">x3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">You said the magic word towards the end. 8U

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

* Sszeyl points out the pictures.

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Just don't roll 1's on anything. :U

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Pie. Cider. Candy.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">x3

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi just wonders what spell Sszeyl just cast to get them so enraptured. XD

GM:<font color="#000000">Well, then! Shall we jump ahead to morning the next day?&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">... I don't know why I put quotes on the end of that, I'm not an NPC. :B

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( Sure. :3 ))

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Can I have another go at the spellbook? :&gt;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">WHO SAID THAT. :O

Liatai:<font color="#000000">One per day, Tathi, sorry.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">*crai*

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Tom has no Tomplans left. He is clear for vworp.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Is Barbarus coming along, seeing as HQ is likely to be -- SUDDENLY MULES. D: Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">0:3

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">That's a yes.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Hence the mules.

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;...who let the mules up onto the table?&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;...&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;How has the table not collpased?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Hahaha

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Mules for dinner??

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Magic.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Science.&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">Mmm, Mules...

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Sweet magical science.&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#006666">And then suddenly, not in the HQ.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">DAWN of a NEW DAY - Loda, 5th of Cuthon

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Everyone on the looktout.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Time for the weather! &#171; &#160;1d100 = 65&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Fuzzy should still be asleep. &gt;.&gt;&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;But do not expect him to remain so.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Slightly cooler than usual and cloudy.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Why don't you go on bear watch, Ael?&quot; :3

* Thomas Lazarus smirks a little. &quot;..To be completely honest, I'm not in the least bit afraid of a regular, mortal bear anymore.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;After the nightmarish things we've traded blows with.&quot; ^^;

Elros:<font color="#006666">Elros supposes the weather is good. Armor isn't exactly meant for hot weather.

* Aelian gets ready to take up a sniper's perch in the apple tree. &#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 11 + 2 = 13&#160;  &#187; climb check...

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">what's the party doing out here again? :&gt;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Farming. XD

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Having downtime. Harvesting delicious food.

Aelian:<font color="#000000">After about an hour... &quot;Horses. Approaching from the south.&quot;

* Sszeyl whistles from the bottom of the tree, no longer collecting apples. :U

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Incoming!&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus looks up from his work. He totally assumed Aelian was using this as an excuse to not do anything hard.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">He sighs and jogs off to where he left his sword.

Aelian:<font color="#000000">I'm always srs bsns, what are you talking about. :|

Elros:<font color="#006666">Elros does, however, wonder how we're going to go about doing this.

* Barbarus waves his sword. &gt;.U &quot;Venezuela! Honduras! To war!&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Och. how crule.

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 8 + 3 = 11&#160; <font color="#CD7F31">&#187; Handle Animal.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Roleplaying yardwork when I've been getting pulled away FOR yardwork. -3-

Venezuela:<font color="#CD7F31">&gt;8[

Aelian:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Dark skin. Drow,&quot; Aelian growls, nocking an arrow.

* Thomas Lazarus flinches and lays a hand on Barbarus' shoulder. &quot;..Just.. h-hold on.&quot;

Honduras:<font color="#CD7F31">&gt;8O

TMG:<font color="#000000">Anyway, rolling Craft check for daily progress

* Thomas Lazarus raises his brow at Aelian's remark.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Okay, nevermind.&quot;

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">actually, just taking 10

Aelian:<font color="#000000">&quot;... is that a...&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">..in a minte. Brb

* Aelian squints.

Aelian:<font color="#000000">&quot;... either that's an illusion, or a porcupine.&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#006666">So...pick apple check?

Faerie:<font color="#006666">xP

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Porcupine?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus seems puzzled for a moment.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;It might be Quilmice.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">brb!

Aelian:<font color="#000000">&quot;Who?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Barbarus! You get in the cave! Your mules will stay under Elros' command! :U&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Quilmice is a Druid scheduled to come get Fuzzy to a new home.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Also, question. Is Sszeyl wearing an outfit that exposes his tattoo?

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Don't worry, I'm good with animals.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">Presently, no.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;O..oh!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">Work clothes, with full sleeves for carrying apples.

* Thomas Lazarus remembers that. |O

* Barbarus grumbles, but goes off, dragging his sword. &gt;8

Aelian:<font color="#000000">&quot;... There's a second rider, behind the first. And losing ground, it seems.&quot;

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

Venezuela:<font color="#CD7F31">These two are rearing up, growing increasingly enraged.

* Thomas Lazarus simply frowns.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;--!&quot; D: Venezuela:<font color="#CD7F31">Apparently, 'to war' calls for a full battle fury.

* Thomas Lazarus shoulders his scabbard. &quot;..Where in the world did he get these mules..?&quot; &gt;.&gt;

Venezuela:<font color="#CD7F31">Fracne.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">*shot*

Elros:<font color="#006666">&#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 3 + 9 = 12&#160; <font color="#006666">&#187; Handle animal check to calm them down D: * Thomas Lazarus tries to assist in placating the mules. &#171; &#160;1d20 = 19&#160;  &#187;

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

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

</i>Venezuela:<font color="#CD7F31">TO WAAAAAG-what.

Venezuela:<font color="#CD7F31">Fine. You win this time.

TMG:<font color="#000000">okay, returned for a minute.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Craft check, taking 10. &#171; &#160;10+16 = 10 + 16 = 26&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Venezuela:<font color="#CD7F31">This time. :O

</i>TMG:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;26*22 = 26 * 22 = 572&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

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

</i>Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Phew.&quot; =3=

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Atleast he doesn't have bombs or something.&quot;

Drow Woman:<font color="#000000">The sound of thundering hooves can now be heard from the area south of you.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Stoopid maptool.

* Elros will take winning this time. Next time is next time, after all.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Thundering? Thomas looks south. &quot;..?&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;2124-57.2 = 2124 - 57.2 = 2066.8&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

* Sszeyl draws his tessen, goes to the south, and calmly fans himself.

Drow Woman:<font color="#000000">Take care not to be trampled by a horse. =3=

* Thomas Lazarus tenses slightly and casually walks south. In front of the wizard.

* Sszeyl easily side steps. =3=

Drow Woman:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- !!&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">ack, brb again

TMG:<font color="#000000">going to try and roleplay while blinking in-and-out

TMG:<font color="#000000">So, we were all heading to Sszeyl's cave together, and now we see a bunch of drow riding horses headed for us?

Drow Woman:<font color="#000000">The woman on horseback draws in the reins, and the horse pulls to a stop. Shortly followed by a bumbling little spiny creature, galumphing along.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Well, so far, one drow. Who just nearly ran into the group.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Just chant 'WORKIN' and run back every once in a while to also type it. :B

* Dr. Hatari is bricked.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Quilmice, I assume?&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">You mean presume! :U

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">presume*

Drow Woman:<font color="#000000">&quot;I -- I think I'm in the wrong place.&quot; And she tries to turn the horse around before stopping. &quot;-- or --&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Friend of yours, Sszeyl?&quot;

Drow Woman:<font color="#000000">&quot;Are you Sszeyl?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Yes.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">'

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">It is unclear to whom he spoke.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">Fan fan. =3=

Elros:<font color="#006666">Elros looks over at the woman, suspiciously.

Quilmice Yasadra:<font color="#000000">The woman peers at you as the porcupine continues to bumble closer.

* Thomas Lazarus tries to offer a placating smile. &quot;..If you're wondering, we're friends of Kethanis. Heh&quot; ^^;

Venezuela:<b><font color="#CD7F31">I'm watching you, woman. &gt;:O

</b>Marigold:<font color="#000000">Bumble bumble.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So, this is the expected friend. Well-come, miss.&quot;

* Sszeyl spreads his arms wide, in greeting.

Quilmice Yasadra:<font color="#000000">&quot;So this IS the right place! That's a relief. The directions weren't clear.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Did you bring us a guest, or did you loose him?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">lose* =3=

* Quilmice Yasadra blinks and peers over her shoulder. &quot;... He was right behind me a second ago...&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">Elros does seem to be somewhat relieved that the two know each other.

Cloaked Rider:<font color="#000000">Right on cue, another galloping horse can be heard approaching, but at least slowing to a trot before getting any closer.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And...who's this?&quot; o.o

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Welcome to the Mustering Cave. =3=&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Curses. He plays Neverwinter Nights, and was too lazy to select a real portrait!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Oh wait. :B

RAM:<font color="#990000">OMGISARHY!

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Quilmice... you've got to remember not all of us like to ride at breakneck speed all the time...&quot; -3-;;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;...&quot; ^^;;;;

* Quilmice Yasadra frowns. &quot;I was just letting the horse set his own pace.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus seems to be in mute agreement.

TMG:<font color="#000000">WORKIN'

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Welcome, welcome. :3&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">lulz

* Rhylinar waves.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;We have a isolated location for storing livestock safely, but no proper stables. Yet.&quot;

* Sszeyl waves fan at. :U

Quilmice Yasadra:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's okay, we'll just turn them out to graze.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, hello again.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Beware the mules.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Long time no see.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;They are...oh, what is the polite way to say psychotic?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Kinda spooked the daylight out of me when we heard there were a group of drow riding on us, hard..&quot; ^^;

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;I don't hear anyone dying yet! Is it safe?!&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Relatively speaking, yes.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's Quilmice for you...&quot; -3-;;;

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">The one-eyed, one-armed walking furry meat eater strides forth!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Eheh. You're a welcome sight, though.&quot; He has long since relaxed.

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rx47qrH1GRs

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyway, I'm just here as an escort. This is Quilmice's show.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Afk 2 more minutes.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Kay. :U

Quilmice Yasadra:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Right. I was told you had a bear problem.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Yes. He is a loveable bear, but a bit too prone to...grumpiness.&quot; =3=;;

Quilmice Yasadra:<font color="#000000">&quot;Where is his den?&quot;

* Sszeyl points over at the far cave.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Come with me, I'll show you in more detail. :U&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Kind of convenient you all are here, though. I'll get a chance to say goodbye.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Eh? .U&quot;

Quilmice Yasadra:<font color="#000000">&quot;You say he's prone to grumpiness? What kind of grumpiness? Has he attacked anyone?&quot;

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

* Thomas Lazarus crosses his arms while watching the Drow duo head for the bear den. He glances to Rhylinar. &quot;Is that so? Are you going on a trip?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Goodbye? What's going on, Rhylinar?

* Rhylinar pats the horse's saddlebags. &quot;I've been imposing on my brother long enough, and there's some work to do out east. I'm riding out with Quilmice when she goes.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Not yet. However...I imagine if he already had, there would be calls for his death.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah, I see.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, good and safe travels to you, friend.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;I like this bear, and don't want to see him as a rug. ^^;&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus nods solemnly, smiling a little.

Quilmice Yasadra:<font color="#000000">&quot;Understandable. I can see why he's chosen this lair...&quot;

* Aelian, meanwhile, is watching the drow beneath him with a &gt;:| expression.

Quilmice Yasadra:<font color="#000000">&quot;Do you want him moved, or just to ensure that he won't attack anyone?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;It was nice meeting you, then. Certainly feel free to drop by if you're ever back in Castleton for something.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">back!

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;That depends. Are there any hibernation spots better than this one nearby? :o&quot;

* Rhylinar nods. &quot;Heh, I'm pretty sure we'll see each other again some time. Zai's doing loads better, by the way. Trying to get out of bed to go to work, but Lethiriss won't stand for it.&quot; :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;If there aren't, having him simply not attack anyone would be best. ^^;&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus chuckles. &quot;That sounds like a lot of people I know..&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm glad he's in good hands.&quot;

Quilmice Yasadra:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well. I haven't been in the area long enough to know that for certain.&quot; ^^;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Then, best to err on the side of caution! :U&quot;

Quilmice Yasadra:<font color="#000000">&quot;But the simplest thing would be to simply teach him a command to stop attacking.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Then shall we do that?&quot;

Quilmice Yasadra:<font color="#000000">&quot;It will take at least a week of work, but yes.&quot;

Quilmice Yasadra:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll just talk to him so he knows what's happening... if you could stand back a bit?&quot;

* Quilmice Yasadra crouches by the mouth of the bear's cave, just watching for a while. Wild Empathy &#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 3 + 7 = 10&#160;  &#187;

Fuzzy:<font color="#000000">I don't much care about you. :/

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">And so Fuzzy's bio page grew.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">--Loda, 5th of Cuthon: AND THEN I LEARNED TO SPEAK BIPED.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">This was my entry into the political arena.

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

Quilmice Yasadra:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 10 + 7 = 17&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; She adjusts her position and tries again.

Quilmice Yasadra:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 7 + 10 = 17&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Handle Animal...

Quilmice Yasadra:<font color="#000000">&quot;... He says he's willing to learn if it means he gets to stay in this area for the winter.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;He may stay as long as he wishes. :3&quot;

* Fuzzy gives a roar of assent.

Quilmice Yasadra:<font color="#000000">&quot;Then that's settled.&quot;

Quilmice Yasadra:<font color="#000000">&quot;... I'll keep working with him, please, go ahead, go back to whatever you were doing.&quot; And she walks into the bear den. Whut.

TMG:<font color="#000000">WORKIN'

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">DROODS.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">DOO-DADS

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Fortunately, I'm in the exact position that I left off in. |3&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Aelian, shake loose another branch full!&quot;

* Sszeyl gets the bucket.

Aelian:<font color="#000000">&quot;... I'm beginning to wonder if the stories we were told about drow were true...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;What stories?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus leans on his scabbard idly. &quot;Say, Zairith.. he can take care of himself, right?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Seems the Druid's at work. :U&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Aelian, Edaric!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi searches her memories.. what stories might Aelian be talking about?

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;You keep these folks alive. .U&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;He seems really well-to-do and powerful. But I haven't really.. seen him in the best of conditions.&quot; ^^;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Drow being bloodthirsty backstabby monsters. :B

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Me an Honduras are going to get the pumpkins.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Believe me, if you ever saw him in full cry, you wouldn't be asking me that question.&quot; |3

Honduras:<font color="#CD7F31">PUNKINS.

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Besides, I wouldn't be skipping town if I thought he was still in danger!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mm.. I thought it might be something like that, after the errand he had us run.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus closes his eyes. &quot;I guess it's just a Pelorite's place to worry.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus chuckles.

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;If adamantine spiders are all they can summon, Zai'll have no problem with it. The disease was new, though. They're usually filled with poison.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;That sounds...pleasant.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Helvirahel. They're not pleasant on principle.&quot; |3

* Thomas Lazarus frowns at the scabbard he's leaning on. &quot;..I'm not quite sure what we'll do if we run into those. This blade isn't going to do a lot if they're made of that stuff.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Form a shield wall and rely on Tathi, I guess.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#000000">&quot;... The typical stories about drow. Intrigue and backstabbing.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm. Is that sword enchanted?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Did someone say fire and lightning?&quot; Tathi says with a smirk.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;And the context of your wonderings?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus shakes his head.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Are you wondering if they are true, or false?&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Enchanted metal cuts through them as easy as adamantine does. Hmm.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Never mind.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Sure thing. :3 Next branch, please.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;My folks have practiced some techniques for blowing through stone and iron with their fists... but, it's not like I've ever been able to pull it off.&quot; ^^;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;I think there's a spell out there that can give a -- huh.&quot; o.o

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

Honduras:<font color="#CD7F31">Back with PUNKINS.

* Thomas Lazarus nods at that. &quot;I'll save up, then. Or maybe prepare a magic weapon prayer. Thanks for the tip.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">Elros thinks that's good to know, considering he has an enchanted sword.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt has been helping out where he can, though his small size and inexperience with this kind of work makes him not very useful. &quot;Garrr. If only we were in Mazio. I could just buy some nasty surprises for those metal spiders.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not a problem. Anything else you want to know about them?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I imagine that's about it. Unless you happen to personally know who we're most likely to see sheparding the things.&quot;

* Rhylinar chuckles. &quot;If only.&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">Well, I'd say it's about time I go to bed. I gotta try and get my sleep schedule back to normal before Monday.

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;I can tell you that Helvirahel is a sneaky House, though. You're not going to face them in a direct battle if they can help it... which makes what happened to Zai all the stranger, come to think of it.&quot; :.

RAM:<font color="#990000">So, farewell, everyone!

RAM:<font color="#990000">See y'all tomorrow.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">See ya.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is there any way we can take the fight to them&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is there any way we can take the fight to them?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Where would they be hiding?&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;They usually like using the environment in their favor. Striking from a high ledge, setting up traps and ambushes... Heh. Ambitious, aren't you?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Better that we fight on our own terms than theirs.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus mutters quietly with a smirk. &quot;Half of us just don't wanna do yard work.&quot;

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

</i>Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Going up against the whole House is nigh impossible, but if I were you, I'd check the darker places. Not many of them are sunsighted.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, I wasn't suggesting we march straight down to Ezzebek. ^^;&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">It may be worth noting that Rhylinar is not wearing sun lenses, like Quilmice and Sszeyl are.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Just find out where the current strike team after us is holed up.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Dark places, narrow tunnels, any junkyard where they can find scrap metal at night. That's usually where you'll find them.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Beyond that, I don't have anything for you.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, at least it's a start. We might be able to work with that.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">So they're Kepplers.. =3=

* Thomas Lazarus is bricked.

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

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Well, how many scrap metal dealers can there be?&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#006666">(/famous last words)

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">x3

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;They'll usually steal metal instead of paying for it.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ezzebek coins start showing up on the surface in large numbers, and people get antsy.&quot; &gt;.&gt;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;We can start with the annoyed seeming scrap metal dealers, then.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;My thoughts exactly.&quot; Gnogglebolt said with a grin.

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, good luck.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll let you know if any of us uncover anything before I hit the road.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;M'ah. An errand for Castleton. This work isn't gonna finish itself.&quot; He offers Rhylinar a high wave.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good travels.&quot;

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Shall we skip back to HQ/Castleton/the next day?

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Spellbook!? :&gt;

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

* Thomas Lazarus peers at Tathi writing in her spellbook, not working. &quot;..Elves. Really.&quot; =3=

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

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;I could turn you into ash and bone from half a mile away.&quot; Tathi comments, entirely too cheerfully.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 4 + 11 = 15&#160; <font color="#6600CC">&#187; spellcraft! -5 if its necromancy or illusion, +2 if it's evocation!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt, still doing his best to help the others work, notices Tathi sitting around. he gets a devillish grin that lasts only an instant.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">10 plus the spell level right?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">15 plus spell level.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">So unless it was a cantrip, no dice on that one until next level.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Gyaaaah. Fail. : Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes yes yes. I know you both have great excuses and threats to be not sweating.&quot; He grunts out a laugh while moving some earth.

* Elros is just going to work, and such. No sense worrying what Tathi is on about. It'll just make him die young.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">As he's carrying a load of fruit to and fro, and passes behind the rock Tathi's sitting on...he pauses for only an instant, then hurries off at a brisk pace.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Moments later, Tathi is engulfed in a thick cloud of smoke.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">( -1 smokestick! )

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">ololol check failed

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;GYAH!!!&quot; Comes her cry, followed by a string of elven curses.

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

* Thomas Lazarus seems highly amused. :D

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Be back in a few, grabbing a snack.

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">When the smoke clears, she is covered in CHUMPs of all the colours of the rainbow.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">The sound of gnommish cackling is heard echoing through the clearing.

Elros:<font color="#006666">Elros looks like he's in pain from what Tathi is saying. &gt;.o

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Amoungst coughing, cursing, and muttering, Tathi emerges from the smoke, looking a bit 'smokey' herself.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Wait what have we DOOOONE D: * Thomas Lazarus doesn't comment. He just keeps working with a cheeky grin.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">And once all the work is done...

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi notes the gnomish cackling, and snorts in disdain, heading back to her rock.. where she no doubt finds the remains of the prank.

TMG:<font color="#000000">(why am I using Gnogglebolt for pranksies. I'm supposed to be saving that for Calrach. |3 )

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Oh ho really now, gnome..&quot; She says under her breath, eyeing the remains of the smokestick. She then locks her gaze on Gnogglebolt.. and chants a quick spell.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Gnogglebolt's clothing turns a bright shade of perrywinkle pink.. and has numerous decals all over it, all proclaiming &quot;Punt the gnome!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi just smirks, and goes back to her spellbook. &quot;Prestidigitation is ever so useful..&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus double-takes at the first sight of Gnogglebolt.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">No comment on the CHUMPs? :.

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;...what...no, don't tell me. I'll be over there.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">what the heck are CHUMPs???

* Thomas Lazarus assumes it was Barbarus. =3=

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">The word.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Mmmmm, potatoes. Reading up.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">A plural occurance of that word.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Written on yas.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">In all the rainbow colours.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt stops as he suddenly realizes what's happened to his clothes. He then...thows his head back, and gives a hearty laugh, before returning to work.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;We should really just dog-pile him and take that ring away, some time.&quot;

Venezuela:<b><font color="#CD7F31">EXCUSE ME, BITCH? &gt;8O

</b>Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">You are a mule, sit down. =3=

* Edaric laughs, munching on a purloined apple.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Anyways, yus. Ready for vworps. x3

TMG:<font color="#000000">Man, can't wait until I bring in Calrach. -Then- the prank wars will begin in earnest. x3

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi prepares only Prestidigitation for her cantrips. ^_^;

GM:<font color="#000000">The party returns home, likely with a wagon full of their bounty... and there is another quiet, peaceful night.

TMG:<font color="#000000">@nd day of crafting, or--hmm.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Oh, wait, won't have a full week anyway. Nevermind.

GM:<font color="#000000">DAWN of a NEW DAY - Sei, Cuthon. Position yourselves where you will in HQ!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">'yesterday', though.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">The craft check, and Gnogglebolt also checks one of Castleton's metalworks if they've have stock disappearing mysteriously. Gnogglebolt expects no success, checking only one random one, but there you go

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">And as for craft, another take10, &#171; &#160;10+16 = 10 + 16 = 26&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;26*22 = 26 * 22 = 572&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Oh, and Gather Information. &#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 5 + 3 = 8&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Untrained

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Nope, no luck.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;2066.8-57.2 = 2066.8 - 57.2 = 2009.6&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Beware. This morning, the ninja is cooking. &#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 19 + 2 = 21&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">... or don't!

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Umm...apparently there's another Ezer and Elros token somewhere on this map?

* Faerie placed tokens, but they have &quot; 1&quot; on the end.

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

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Danke~

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">And on the morning of Sei, Gnogglebolt comes dowstairs to good-smelling breakfast

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Oh. And just because it kept getting -interrupted-...

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt ate his mother's pie during crafting hours. ^^

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">You wake in the morning to the smell of sausage, peppers, and onions, being cooked on wooden skewers. There is also a kettle of some hot, brown, opaque liquid on the table... hot chocolate, to anyone who may have encountered chocolate before.

TMG:<font color="#000000">OH! Oh oh oh oh! Those interested in SCIENCE! check Liatalk :D

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;What is this? =3=&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Break-fast!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Delicious, that's what!&quot;

* Sszeyl points at the drink.

Elros:<font color="#006666">Yay food. :d

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Tea?&quot;

* Swallowtail tilts her head.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Try?&quot; She mimes drinking.

* Sszeyl pours a cup. =3=

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl actually may recognize it vaguely, given how he knew that Yazagh was fond of it.

TMG:<font color="#000000">there, sciencedump in Liatalk. :D

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">:U

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;How did you get this?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus seems mesmerized! :O

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;See-cret.&quot;

* Sszeyl tries brokenly asking in Amayan.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">|U

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi already has a cup for herself, and is wearing the closest thing to a cat-face grin you ever saw as she sips it.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">brb bio!

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I feel so helpless, now.. everyone I've met in the brief window since I left the church is some kind of amazing cook, and I usually get boiled water wrong.&quot; ^^;;

* Thomas Lazarus offers Swallowtail praise. :O

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... that morning with the bacon was a bit of a fluke, actually.&quot; ^^; &quot;Ael can tell you all kind of stories.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#000000">&quot;I still don't know how you managed to make bread dough soup.&quot; - -;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;I thought you made flat bread by making the dough flat, but it didn't get flat enough, so I thought it needed more water so it would be more flexible... and... well...&quot; &gt;.&gt;;;;

* Swallowtail smiles and bows.

TMG:<font color="#000000">(see image) http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/EpicFail Thomas? :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, I see. Well, you only have to sprinkle enough water to make the curs--cr--s&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">(see image) http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/EpicFail Thomas? :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">(see image) http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/EpicFail

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">NO THOMAS BAD STOP USING PLAYER BAKERY SKILLS THATS METAGAMING. &gt;:O

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">back!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">BRAIN WHY DO WE FIGHT

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Knock knock knock.

TMG:<font color="#000000">peeky GM! :o

Elros:<font color="#006666">Who's there?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt gets up and moves to the door.

Amadre:<font color="#6600CC">BOW WOW WOW WOW. :O

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">And opens...

Tavia:<font color="#000000">WOOF WOOF WOOF

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

Papa:<font color="#000000">&quot;WOOF!&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus looks over pointedly.

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good mornin'!&quot; :D

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Papa! And Terri!&quot; Gnogglebolt exclaims. :D

Papa:<font color="#000000">&quot;WOOF!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Welcome, come in, come in!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Well there's someone we haven't seen in a moon's age.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mmm, somethin' smells yummy!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh-ho. It's a young Toris.&quot; He smiles.

* Papa gives Gnogglebolt his customary pounce! :D

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Our new friend is making an Amayan breakfast.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Ah, welcome back.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Amayan?! :O&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Where'd you meet an Amayan?&quot; :O

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Huf!&quot; Gnogglebolt is buried underneath a mountain of dogfur.

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;...does the name mean something to you?&quot;

Papa:<font color="#000000">Hi. :D

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Over there.&quot; He points.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Wonderful to see you too, Papa.&quot; x3

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mm-hmm! We used to live on the coast before we came here!&quot; :D

* Thomas Lazarus ruffles Papa. |D

Amadre:<font color="#6600CC">PUPPY! :O

* Swallowtail bows.

Papa:<font color="#000000">COOSHEE! :O

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ooh!&quot; Gnogglebolt reaches into his pocket...and pulls out that old ball of leather. &quot;Go makes some new friends!&quot; And he tosses it in the direction of the elven hounds.

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

* Terri giggles!

Papa:<font color="#000000">Play, play! :D

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Canine diplomacy ensues.

Ezer:<font color="#006666">Ezer hides on top of the chair. Dogs. &gt;:|

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Butts are sniffed.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">D|

Papa:<font color="#000000">Amadre and Tavia may notice that Papa doesn't smell entirely like a dog.

* Sszeyl comes out of cocoa coma. D|

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Hello Terri. :3&quot;

* Terri stands up on her tiptoes to look at the table. :O

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Come, have some cocoa. :D&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Can I?&quot; :D

* Sszeyl pours her a cup.

Amadre:<font color="#6600CC">Sniff sniff snuff. You smell funny. :O

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And yes, we rescued this Amayan woman on our latest escapade!&quot;

* Terri clambers up into a chair.

* Sszeyl twitches ever so slightly.

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Kor has the allmighty and allpowerful scent ability.. or so he'd tell you, squeak. What's he smell?

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Ow. Here you go.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt goes to take a seat again.

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

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Human and incense and sea and dog and all kinds of weid stuff.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Who, in-character, aside from Gnogglebolt, knows Papa's secret?

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( Not I. ))

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ooh, you had more adventures?&quot; :O

TMG:<font color="#000000">...-should- be 'everyone', since everyone was present at the Toris shop at the reveal, but hardly anyone was paying attention it seems. &gt;.&gt;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Mhm.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Correct.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ys. Sadly, this one did not have entirely a happy ending.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Wait! Don't tell me yet.&quot; :O &quot;Tharky'll want to hear!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;The bad one got away.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Thomas was paying little mind.

* Sszeyl goes to the stores of fresh food, and gets a slice of candied apple for Terri. =3=

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">I'm.. not sure if I was even there. Lousy memory!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">He would've considered it prying. Also, buying wands of Patch Up Heroes.

* Terri omnomnoms happily x3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">You weren't.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">I headlocked you.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Can't believe it though. Papa's sectret was revealed in plain view of everyone, yet everyone was busy lokking through the potion shelves. x3

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Waaaaah! Not fair! I wanna know! X(

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( He's been cursed. ))

TMG:<font color="#000000">oy!

Papa:<font color="#000000">The best way to hide a secret can be to put it in plain sight. |3

TMG:<font color="#000000">If they DON&quot;t know!

TMG:<font color="#000000">Don't -tell- them!]

Liatai:<font color="#000000">We're mature.

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( I ain't saying anymore. :B ))

TMG:<font color="#000000">Let it come out IC again. x3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">We can handle it. =3=

TMG:<font color="#000000">...oh, fine. x3

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( Just that he's been cursed. =3= ))

TMG:<font color="#000000">Go ahead Lia, tell what you want

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Bah. I've said that like 30 times. You only listen to Liatai. :P

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Tharky is coming?&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">well, duh. She's the DM. :B

Terri:<font color="#000000">Numnumnumnumnum :9

TMG:<font color="#000000">Nothing's law till she says it is. :B

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Oh!&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh yeah!&quot;

* Barbarus is, fortunately, heavily swathed in his blanket.

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Too cold today.&quot;

* Barbarus sips cocoa.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But, what brings you around here today, Miss terri?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;So what brings you here today, miss pink Toris?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Huh? Oh.. Terri? Kor says that Papa smells.. very odd.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's what i was here to tell... you... about...&quot; D: !!!

* Thomas Lazarus is jinxed. |O

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;What happened to your eye?!?!&quot; D:!!

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Weasel.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">SNRK

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh...that. That was...another unhappy ending. &gt;.&gt; &quot;

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

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Yep.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't think... even Grandpa could fix this.&quot; D: Terri:<font color="#000000">;~;

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;It's okay. =3#&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I can't do anything for his eye, but I'm hoping to fix his arm.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's not okay! You got hurt!&quot; &gt;:|

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;We may wish to look into getting you some proper prosthetic. A stilt sutured into the old ball joint.. but, it depends what tissues are left of your knee..&quot; He sighs and furrows his brow while looking at the table.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Knee?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">His arm was taken off at the shoulder. ^^; The legs are fine.

TMG:<font color="#000000">I thought Barbaru's legs were fine? o.o

TMG:<font color="#000000">oh, whew. I'm not crzy. x3

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Then why does he fall over all the time? =3=

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Depth perception issues.

TMG:<font color="#000000">that's why stairs are murderous to him

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Seriously? I thought he had more injuries the entire time then. x3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Retcon the above.

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ooooh, if I could find that weasel, I'd beat it up for you if it'd make you feel better.&quot; &gt;:O

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm still trying to think of ways to fix his arm. I can't...quite picture it yet.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But I get closer to designing the solution every day.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'd give it a pow! And a bash!&quot;

* Barbarus feels loved. =3#

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyway...oh, wait a second...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tathi, you said Kor thinks Papa smells...odd...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Do...you not know?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">Sketchpad again!

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi blinks, and shakes her head a bit.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&#171; &#160;1d20+9+mod = 19 + 9 + 0 = 28&#160; <font color="#CD7F31">&#187; Craft (painting) check!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;You are at the top of our list of weasel assassins, Ms. Toris.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;But what ever brought you by here this morning?&quot; He smiles.

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Oh yeah!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks uncomfortable for a moment. &quot;Um, I'll let Terri...oh, nevermind. Later.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Max an' Tharky got back last night!&quot; :D

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, they did? Excellent!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;How fortunate. =3=&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;They wanted to talk with you, an' they said... um... what'd they say.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I remember you saying they managed to talk to Aunt Sai?&quot;

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

* Terri seems distracted by the missing arm and eye.

* Sszeyl twitches.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Seriously, Tom was going to get Barbarus a peg-leg, hook-hand, and eye-patch. =3=

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">And parrot.

* Dr. Hatari is brick'd!

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Pirate cat?

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh yeah. They said they'd meet you wherever you wanted to see them -- at the shop, at the Boot, at the White Rose, wherever. Me an' Papa just came to ask where so we could tell 'em.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Shop, if you please.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus looks to the others and shrugs sheepishly. &quot;I got paid. ^^;&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh boo, that means I gotta clean.&quot; Terri mock-pouts.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Excellent. =3=&quot;

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

* Papa yips in a laughing manner.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyway, Terri...um...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Remember last time when we were at your shop, and I said that I realized Papa wasn't an ordinary dog, and you showed me why that it?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi seems to be waiting for the explaination..

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Go ahead, you can tell the others.&quot; ^^

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;It seems, um...Tathi here missed it. ^^; Tell them what you want--oh?&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Grandpa's said it's okay.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh. Okay then.&quot; Gnogglebolt turns to the others with nervous sheepishness.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;He seems pretty nice to me?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi is now peering at Gnogglebolt quite curiously.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, I think I'll put it as simply as I can.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oop, be back in two shakes, carry on.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;When Terri calls him Papa, she means it. He's really Matthew Toris, Terri, Vira, Ian, Max, and Brian's father, and Nathaniel's son.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;He was, um, cursed, I believe.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;... I think you two should reign in the pranks a little more.&quot; =3=;;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi's eyes widen considerably.

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's why, well, he seems like an unusually smart dog. And why he's so protective of Terri. We've been seeing her father this whole time.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;But.. how has the curse not been undone?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus sort of narrows an eye.

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;...I...see. And how long as he been like this?&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Also, what Tathi said.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm not sure. Apparently, it was a very strong curse or something. It's magic, I don't know the details.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt glances over to Tathi.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't know why you would tell us a secret like that. I'm sort of mixed feelings now.&quot;

* Papa sits up and watches the people at the table, head tilted to the side.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, you were in the shop -when- they showed the truth to me.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi sighs, shaking her head.. and then casts a spell. Arcane Sight, before peering at Papa intently.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Everyone's back was turned. :/ &quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ooh, clever.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey, that wand saved everyone's lives at the Briarclaw cave.&quot; &gt;: Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;It seems that the curse isn't complete or something, because Matthew -can- take human form. Sometimes. Rarely. For breif periods. Again, I don't know the details.&quot;

* Sszeyl sips. =3=

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But when I was running the Goblin trial, Mattew appeared in his humanj form to watch.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyway. I still can't believe the rest of you missed it. -3- &quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's about time you knew.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;It seems Kor was catching on anyway.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus furrows his brow. It must be a Gnome culture thing.

You whisper to Ghostwish: Tathi detects quite a bit of magic on this dog, from a variety of schools. The collar alone radiates several faint evocation auras, and it seems there's some abjuration magic around his paws under the fur. There's a faint aura of transmutation over the whole of him, though.

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

* Papa looks steadily at Tathi.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I will admit though, I did -not- expect to be the one telling you. I was gonna leave that to Terri.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But, as you heard, she said for me to tell you, so. There.&quot; :B

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Whatcha doin', Miss Tathi?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Quite unusual.. His collar radiates evocation, several weaker spells.. His paws have abjuration for whatever reason, but he's covered in faint transmutation.&quot; She says, still staring at Papa as she continues, &quot;The best way to dispel a curse is to know how it works, Terri..&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">OOC; what exactly is thomas's beef? He seems to disapprove of all this...

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh.&quot; Terri shuffles a little in her seat.

* Sszeyl translates as best he can for Swallowtail.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">He's trying to figure out why it's a secret that needs to be shared. It's not something anyone really wanted or needed to hear. It seems to him like this is just exterminating secrets for its own sake. He figures it must be a Gnomish cultural thing to detest them, or something. Miron does not help this case. :P

* Papa lifts his paw up and takes some of his loose fur in his teeth, pulling it to the side. You can see a set of bracers on his front paws, under the fur.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Did Thomas miss the part where Tathi asked? &gt;.&gt;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh! Papa's protectin' bracers!&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's gotta be the abjuration.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Probably. She didn't ask him. :P

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;An' he's got some lucky stones on his collar, so that's the evocation.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmmm.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt was going to let Terri decide whether or not she wanted to tell, but then she said 'no, you go ahead and tell them!&quot; and Gnogglebolt was like 'wat. Um. o.o O...kay? I don't think it's my business, but if you want me too... -3- &quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Did Thomas miss that part, too? &gt;.&gt;

* Dr. Hatari kicks tech back into the game. =3=;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyway, we'd better get goin' back to the shop. When're you comin'?&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Okay okay! xD

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;That...is a good question.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Who all wants to visit the Toris's again, and when should we depart?&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Just give us an hour or so to clean, at least...&quot; Terri wrinkles her nose.

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Eww, cleanin'.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Then I suspect the transmutation is the curse then. How odd, it doesn't appear to be that powerful..&quot; Tathi muses, and then finally looks away from Papa, blinking the odd green glow out of her eyes.. &quot;Has anyone tried dispelling it before?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt chuckles. &quot;Tell you what, there's a few other errands we've got to run.&quot;

* Papa nudges Terri with his nose. It's not that bad. =3=

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Say, three hours then? :&gt; &quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mm.. well. I'm ... full ...&quot; He offers a sympathetic smirk at Terri.

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sounds good!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I spent an awful lot of time cleaning at the temple, and I'd like to speak to one of your brothers about having a commission done on my armor. What do you say about me heading along and helping out?&quot; He smirks.

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;You'd help with cleanin'?&quot; Terri looks at Tom with a mix of bewilderment and awe.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Work is good for the soul.&quot; He adds placidly.

* Sszeyl sketches out more images to help with learning Amayan, and teaching Common.

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Oh! An' Mr. Sszeyl?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Yes?&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Vira wanted to talk to you.&quot; :3

Faerie:<font color="#006666">(Derp, I left scroll-lock on. &gt;.&gt;)

* Sszeyl points his sketch pencil at Terri.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;I should have time to finish up a painting to bring with me.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Does she have any prepared? Or does she sell them that quick? :P&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Vira doesn't sell her drawin's....&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;But I'm sure she's got somethin'!&quot; She nods.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;So.. no one has tried to dispel the curse then?&quot;

* Terri fidgets.

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Should we get goin', then, Mr. Tom?&quot; ^^;;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Terri.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;...&quot; He flicks his eyes to Tathi briefly, and mutely.

* Papa looks at Tathi.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">EEP. It's the command voice!

Papa:<font color="#000000">Intimidate &#171; &#160;1d20+25 = 15 + 25 = 40&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Papa:<font color="#000000">You do not mess with my kids. &gt;:|

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Meanwhile, in Cold War.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Otto drops his cigarette. =3U;;

Papa:<font color="#000000">There's no growl, no hackles raised. Just a glare.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi shivers a little, and peers down at Papa. &quot;I am trying to cure you, you know!&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus is pointedly mute for another moment before rising and pushing his chair in.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..Sure.&quot; ^_^

* Papa trots over to Tathi.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&#171; &#160;1d20+9+mod = 8 + 9 + 0 = 17&#160; <font color="#CD7F31">&#187; Craft (painting) check!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Some secrets are better left where they are...&quot; &gt;.&gt;

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( Pre-emptive. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( For the Vira meeting. ^.^ ))

* Papa sits and scratches letters into the dust under the table. &quot;Relax.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus offers the elf a somewhat concerned glance when Terri's back is turned, but remains otherwise incommunicado.

* Papa trots back over to his kid. :3

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Y... yeah, let's go.&quot; ^^;;

* Thomas Lazarus folds his hands up into his robe sleeves and follows the Toris(es).

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;See you all in a few.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi peers down at the words, and then sighs. &quot;Fine.&quot; She says. &quot;But you have no right to complain when I drop Mordenkainen&#8217;s Disjunction on you!&quot; She calls.

* Papa gives a jaunty wave of the tail as he leaves. |3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt has been sitting nervously this whole time, and once Terri and Papa are out the door, he looks back over to the others, and possibly at Tathi's gaze, he throws up his hands in a surrenduring gesture and leans back. &quot;Don't look at me, I don't even know what that was about.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi sighs as they leave, and then looks to Gnogglebolt. &quot;Nor do I. The next spell I'll be casting is detect thoughts, mark my words..&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Back at the shop, I just asked them why Papa seemed smarter than an ordinary dog. I didn't bother to inquire on the specifics of the magic.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And truly, Tathi, this is the part where even I know it needs to be dropped.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I just asked why Papa acted like he does, and they told me that freely. Apparently though, asking why he's -still- the way he is isn't a good idea.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi's eyes narrow a bit. &quot;A girl's father is cursed into an animal form, and you think it just needs to be dropped?&quot; Tathi says incredously.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;There's obviously something going on there, and we should respect that.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I may be a gnome, and I may -love- digging into mysteries even more than you do.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">SUSPICION!!!1!!1!!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But even I know that if it has to do with family and they don't want anyone to pry, you just don't pry.&quot; ^^;

Papa:<font color="#000000">On the way to the shop, Papa trots along beside the pair quietly for a time, before stopping briefly and sitting in the road.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;They are a good family we can trust, and I trust that there is a darn good reason the curse has remained and they don't want any outsiders looking into it.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Being a gnome or elf is irrelevent. I am a wizard, and there is a problem to be solved.&quot; She says, and glances towards the door. &quot;And if I have to dispel the flying crap out of him, I will.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Under ordinary circumstances, Thomas would be all about pestering a dog with affection. He just offers papa a tense frown, though. &quot;...?&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">The scene shifts suddenly, to the future. Tathi is chasing Papa around, lasers flying. HOLD STILL. &gt;:O

Matthew Toris:<font color="#000000">He closes his eyes for a moment, and it's almost like the fur turns silver-blue and melts closer to his skin, becoming clothes on a humanoid form.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">And that was the cause of the great Akellon magic blackout of 978...

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Netherill falls, everyone dies.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tathi, I beg you to not do anything without their consent. If I knew this would happen, I -would't- have told you all Papa's secret, even with Terri telling me it was okay.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">For being an airhead in casual times, Thomas' poker face is pretty good when things get serious. &quot;...&quot;

Matthew Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Well, that was unpleasant.&quot; ^^;

* Thomas Lazarus rubs the back of his head.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Causing consternation is the last thing I want.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Don't.. worry about it.&quot;

* Elros doesn't know about you magic-users. All too confusing. &gt;.&gt;;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And I fear that if you pursue this, Tathi, you will get on the bad side of the Toris family.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;They just don't know how to leave anything alone. Heroes.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;And why not? Aren't you quite curious as to why they apparently are hiding this curse, instead of trying to remove it? You can't even try to lie to me on that accord. You're a gnome.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;He just told you, in very certain terms, to leave it. I'd respect that if I were you.&quot;

* Matthew Toris dusts off his hands and holds out a hand for a handshake. &quot;It's quite all right. I'll have a talk with her when she arrives. -- Terribly sorry, we should be properly introduced. Matthew Toris.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus awkwardly offer a hand. ^_^;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;You didn't need to glare at her, Papa.&quot; :/

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thomas.. well.. I suppose you were there for mine.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt rubs his forehead. &quot;There's any number of hundreds of possible explanations why. Perhaps they have tried, and maybe it's harmful to try and remove.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Criminey DM, you really know how to bait the characters. Wizard + attitude + hidden curse = lulz for the DM.

Matthew Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;No one talks to my children like that.&quot; &gt;8|

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Maybe they're trying to protect us from something, did you think of that? I wouldn't be surprised if that were the case.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus doesn't say a word. ^_^;;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;It all comes down to whether or not you trust them to know what they're doing, Tathi, and respect their wishes.&quot;

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

* Faerie thinks Tathi has a point. But at least our argument this session is IC instead of OOC.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">lulz

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt sighs, and runs a hand through his hair.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyway, I better get to those errands I mentioned.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Going to try and look into places that Helvirahel might be hiding. Anyone else want to come?&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;She was just curious.&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( Sorry. ))

Matthew Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't mind her prodding at me, but she was making you uncomfortable.&quot; &gt;:|

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( Was kicked out of my previous game location. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( Had to find a new one. ))

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;I will. It might give me a chance to take a potshot or two at Mr. Toris.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus follows the two with a somewhat awkwardly stiff posture. There's plenty running through his head to say, but now's not a tactful time.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt rubs his forehead again. &quot;It's just not our place to interfere with family.&quot; he gets up and walk towards the door. &quot;Anyone else coming?&quot;

Matthew Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;...&quot; The man chuckles awkwardly after a time, running a hand through his hair. &quot;I'm sorry. And here we have a guest. It was nice of you to offer to help, Thomas.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;...Gnogglebolt, you forget.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus smiles a bit. &quot;It's really no problem. I was asked, afterall. More or less.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;We aren't supposed to be there...for three hours. ^^;&quot;

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Not going to the Toris shop.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Taking care of the errands for three hours. Asking about Helvirahel?

TMG:<font color="#000000">What he just said?

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( I don't see it. :. ))

* Ghostwish slaps Tech in the mouth with a big, slimey trout.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Trying to find places they might be hiding?

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Answer ICly, you titanic git.

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;I didn't mean to! Cleanin's... cleanin's cleanin'. Guests shouldn't have to clean!&quot; ^^;;

TMG:<font color="#000000">if someone -missed- the line OOC, then I want to fix that. :/

TMG:<font color="#000000">but fine.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Pish-posh.&quot; He beams.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Um. SszeyL? I'm not going to the shop.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I just said, I'm going around to places that might be helvirahel strike for hideouts and ask around about unusual activity.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..Besides.. I kind of.. miss it.&quot;

* Matthew Toris chuckles and ruffles Terri's hair fondly. |3

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm going stir-crazy at that building.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Ah, sorry.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;You miss cleanin'?!&quot; Terri looks at you like you've gone mad.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I always had something to do back at the temple. Heh.. I'm sure that sounds odd to you.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">brb, dinner!

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Haven't been paying much attention to your argument.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Been busy helping Swallowtail. :B&quot;

* Matthew Toris gives a barking laugh!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well..&quot; ^^;

* Thomas Lazarus simply chuckles.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So...just Tathi's coming with me? No one else?&quot; ''oh don't leave me alone with this woman. :[ ''

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Hmm.&quot;

* Sszeyl speaks to Swallowtail, holds up one finger to Gnogglebolt.

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( Not the bird, you gits. ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">It took me a second. :B

Sszeyl whispers: &quot;Wish to...learn word...actions?&quot;

* Swallowtail nods!

* Sszeyl makes a 'follow me' motion. :3

* Sszeyl stands up, and heads to the door.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Hatari, Tom's now on the Pearldust map.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Kay

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ael and I'll hold the fort.... here....&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... You're ditching me again, huh, Ael?&quot; ^^;

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Don't worry, Edaric. .D&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus was silent for some time until arriving at the shop. At which point he rubs the back of his head.

Aelian:<font color="#6600CC">The ranger smirks. &quot;Well, sorry, but you just don't look as nice in a dress. No offense.&quot; He says with a mischievious smirk.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Uhm.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;I can share some Cloud music with you, to pass the time. .3&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">! :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;.. I'm .. I'm sorry for those times where I was .. you know.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">-that- got the Bard's attenition. ^^

* Edaric ignores Aelian. =3=

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Cooing and petting you like a dog.&quot; ^^;;;;;

* Sszeyl checks behind him to see the Hounds following them.

* Matthew Toris laughs!

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Are you certain you can keep them under control?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;How embarassing..&quot;

Matthew Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;If I minded being treated like a dog, do you think I'd still keep pouncing your gnomish friend every time we crossed paths?&quot; :3

* Thomas Lazarus smirks a bit.

Amadre:<font color="#6600CC">Ah, if only I was there. I'd agree with Matt so hard.

Brian:<font color="#000000">&quot;Welc --&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">And with that, Gnogglebolt leads the entourage in the city...checking another metalworks. Gathr information! &#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 9 + 3 = 12&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; And others could aid another, or make their own checks? :o

* Elros is...apparently on injured cat watch, again. =3=;

Brian:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Father, what are you doing in that form?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">XD

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Oh pah, go along with them, I can handle it. (New music, eeee! :D)

TMG:<font color="#000000">Elros could have spoken up to come with. x3

* Thomas Lazarus offers the Toris family a collective curt bow.

TMG:<font color="#000000">and he can still come along if he wants, yes.

Matthew Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good morning to you too, Brian.&quot; :3

Elros:<font color="#006666">&gt;.&gt;

Brian:<font color="#000000">&quot;... so another one knows.&quot;

* Matthew Toris shrugs. :3

Elros:<font color="#006666">Hello, party that I have been with this entire time.

Elros:<font color="#006666">&gt;.&gt;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;You're not gonna believe it, Bri! Mr. Lazarus --&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus speaks softly. &quot;The proverbial beans were spilled to one and all.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 16 + 1 = 17&#160; <font color="#CD7F31">&#187; Cha check!

* Terri whispers with awe. &quot;He offered to help with cleanin'!&quot; O_O

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Oh, and as the group walks around, Gnogglebolt continually thinks ''Never again. Will never reveal a secret that's ot my own, even if it's said to be okay. Will let the one the secret belongs to reveal it. Never again, never again...''

Nathaniel Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;So it would seem.&quot; ||3

Nathaniel Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good morning, templar.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus half-closes one eye and smirks mischievously. &quot;..Perhaps I'll be able to prove to your brother I'm not some wild party drunk.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good morning, sir.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">kay, so Gnogglebolt got a 12 for his cha check, Sszeyl got a 17...anyone else going to make a check?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Specifically, asking around various metalworks if they've had stock mysteriously disappear.

Brian:<font color="#000000">&quot;... prove what to my brother?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus directed that comment at Terri. :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">Same as Gnoggle.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Gnogglebolt.. did it ever occur to you that just leaving the Toris' to deal with this curse is more or less akin to abandoning them?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Never you mind that.&quot; He expertly transitions. &quot;I believe there's cleaning to do. And a bit of business I had in mind, besides.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;But later.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh for Garl's sake, Tathi.&quot; Gnogglebolt says, as he passes from one person to the next asking questions.

Elros:<font color="#006666">&#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 2 + 9 = 11&#160; <font color="#006666">&#187; Diplomacy check?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;They don't want us prying. How hard is that to understand and accept?&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">eh heh...actually, we're doing Gather Information, not Diplomacy. ^^;

GM:<font color="#000000">No shops report specific thefts, but there was a robbery last night that seems to be making the rumor rounds. Apparently a full barrel of alchemist's fire was stolen in transit from a wagon last night. The whole city is on arson watch.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Ah yes, the enforced privacy.&quot; Tathi says, nodding a bit.. &quot;Just like a drug-addled adict, always insisting it's their business. Funny how we so zealously hide the very problems that we need help with, hrm?&quot;

* Sszeyl gives Aelian a look.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">One that clearly says 'she's your mate, deal with this.'

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">After Szzey l took a crack at asking a few people some question,s they got the alchemists's fire robbery report. &quot;That's promising.&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Derp derp. Should I roll again, for Gather info, or no?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">*Aelian hides his crackpipe?* &quot;=3=&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Okay, I'm just going to paste you guys onto the shop map so I don't have to keep switching. XD

Aelian:<font color="#6600CC">Aelian looks up, and blinks. Sorry, I was staring at her butt, did you say something?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Heh.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Let's see if we can find who exactly was robbed, and where. We might be able to find some clues.&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( Kay. ))

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Switching to Shop map...

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 12 + 1 = 13&#160; <font color="#CD7F31">&#187; Cha check!

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( For the robbed shop owner. :. ))

GM:<font color="#000000">It was a wagon being delivered to an alchemical wholesale warehouse, for further distribution and bottling.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I hardly think this is comperable t a mind-altering substance, Tathi.&quot; Gnogglebolt says as they continue to move through the city. Gather Info to find the wagon-courrier, and to ask him where exactly he was robbed! &#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 7 + 3 = 10&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi wrinkles her nose a little. &quot;An entire barrel of alchemist's fire.. that is.. dangerously explosive.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">While sweeping up the place, Thomas idly inquires to no Toris in particular, &quot;I had been wondering..&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Quite.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I just trust that they have a good reason for keeping it to themselves. I trust them.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;I do. It's crippling, no matter the source. One of their own is cursed.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Do you know why he hasn't had it removed? |3&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Or why he and his family aren't really concerned with it?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I had heard a rumor of magic here and there that night watchmen and militia sometimes used to rest armored, in case of a moment's notice. Considering the problems we've been worrying about lately.. it's been a growing concern of mine. If someone tried to break in at night, and all that.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;That's a question yet to be answered. But Gnogglebolt here is so allergic to investigating that he won't press the issue.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Does that sound at all familiar? I'm rather not sure where else to ask.&quot;

Nathaniel Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ahh. You speak of restful armor.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Don't investigate, then.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Take a page out of Aelian's book for once.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;And be patient, waiting for the knowledge to come to you. |3&quot;

Nathaniel Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;Brian, have you been diligent in your studies regarding the crafting of magical armor?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Wizards do not wait for knowledge.&quot; Tathi says simply.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mm!&quot; He collects the dust into a neat pile.

Brian:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes, Grandfather.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Elves do.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tathi, believe you me when I say that I do want to know what the secret is. I do want to know the reason.&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( As the vernacular goes...Zing? ))

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Then ask!&quot; Tathi says exasperatedly. &quot;Stop skirting around this privacy issue like it's some immutable barrier!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But the Toris family are nice and smart people, and I respect their wishes. If they say that they don't want outsiders interfering with family business, then that's that.&quot;

Nathaniel Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;Do you know the way to grant such an enchantment to a suit of armor?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;You know what? Fine.&quot; Gnogglebolt stops mid-stride, and turns around.

Brian:<font color="#000000">&quot;I do; it would take less than a day.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;When we get to the shop, you can ask Nathaniel Toris about this. I can't stop you from doing that.&quot;

Nathaniel Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;Perfect.&quot; :)

* Thomas Lazarus rubs the back of his head. &quot;Eheh. I'm not at my wealthiest ever. How much might the charge be?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;If he tells you what you want to know, great. But if he tells you to drop it, then you drop it. Is that acceptable?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Oh I see.&quot; Tathi says haughtily. &quot;You won't do it yourself, so you bargain me into doing it for you! Tricky, tricky little gnome!&quot;

Brian:<font color="#000000">&quot;A trifle by the standards of enchantment. Five hundred gold... less than some feather tokens, I believe.&quot;

* Sszeyl is serene. |3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&gt;:O &quot;A lot less than my sword. I've got that much. Alright then!&quot;

* Sszeyl points out actions to Swallowtail, and tells her the Common words for them, hoping she shares the Amayan words.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">DID YOU HEAR THAT PAULDRONS.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">YOU ARE DEAD TO ME.

Brian:<font color="#000000">&quot;When did you want the enchantment done?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">This? This is the face of a flabbergasted gnome. http://www.missmab.com/Comics/Vol_1113.php

TMG:<font color="#000000">*to Tathi's last line

* Swallowtail does share the words, glancing curiously at the arguing party every now and then.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">A flabbergasted, speechless gnome.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">That one is pretty hilarious. XD

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Last frame, lower right for Tathi's reaction: http://missmab.com/Comics/Vol_1232.php

* Dr. Hatari is still on 600-something. =3=;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Gha!&quot; Gnogglebolt throws up his hands and trops forward again.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;As soon as possible, I think. Maybe after this is done.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Do I want to know what they're arguing about?&quot; Swallowtail asks Sszeyl in Amayan.

TMG:<font color="#000000">was there a result from the gather info check for finding the wagon-courrier that I missed, or has that not happened yet.

* Thomas Lazarus pauses for a looong moment.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Secrets.&quot; Also in Amayan.

* Thomas Lazarus looks down at the armor he has worn. While doing yardwork. And house cleaning. &quot;...&quot;

* Sszeyl points to Gnogglebolt.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Storming off.&quot; In Common.

GM:<font color="#000000">The wagon was robbed just inside the city gates. A brazen thief.

* Sszeyl points to Tathi. &quot;Being agrumentative.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;... You know. Being a templar for three years has sort of broken me of ever taking it off. I suppose I should have already.&quot; ^^;;;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Excellent, location get. And for the third out, Gnogglebolt heads to the gates and the scene of the crime. Dunno, maybe they can find something around there.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">*third hour

Brian:<font color="#000000">&quot;... you've been in that armor for how long now?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">A clue, resuide, something left behind, tracks, anything. Search check?

GM:<font color="#000000">It's... a busy road right inside the city gates. =3=

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( Brb but first. ))

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 5 + 2 = 7&#160; <font color="#CD7F31">&#187; Int check!

GM:<font color="#000000">What are you expecting to find. =3=

* Thomas Lazarus waves. &quot;Just during the day. It's part of the duty to always be in uniform and ready at a moment's notice.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Okay, I can assume that any evidence that was here has probably been trampled to dust by now.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Perhaps I'm too used to it.&quot; =3=

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

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Did you ask if there were any witnesses?&quot;

Brian:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmph, then I hope you can stand to part with it for four hours.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus takes a break from cleaning to disassemble his armor.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">How about this. He confers with Sszeyl on sneaky ambush tactics, and logically examines the thoroughfare for any locations that would be good to stage such an ambush from. or...Oh, Witnesses. :.

* Thomas Lazarus muses while he unfastens his armor. With a raised brow and a lower tone. &quot;That 'hmph' sure sounds familiar..&quot;

Matthew Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;Brian, the man is a customer and a family friend. Kindly watch your tone?&quot; |3

Elros:<font color="#006666">Elros wonders whether Ezer would be able to pick up any sort of a scent. &quot;...does Alchemist's Fire have a scent that could be tracked?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">And you thought you kept me around just to argue with!

Brian:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes, Father.&quot; &gt;&gt;;;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gather Info check around the street for anyone who was around the night of the robbery, and if they've seen anything? &#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 5 + 3 = 8&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gha. They keep getting WORSE.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&#171; &#160;1d20+floor((charisma-10)/2) = 16 + floor((15 - 10) / 2) = 18&#160; <font color="#6600CC">&#187; charisma check!

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Assist!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Tathi put Gnogglebolt in a bad, unpersonable mood. ^^;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Or.. heck, have gnogglebolt assist Tathi? XD

TMG:<font color="#000000">I even failed assist.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Dat one. :O

TMG:<font color="#000000">Must make 10 to assist.

GM:<font color="#000000">The city guard were the only witnesses aside from the driver, and they arrived after the fact. The only clue found was a small sliver of very hard metal.

Faerie:<font color="#006666">DM, does Alchemist's fire have a scent? :U

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">I can only imagine.

GM:<font color="#000000">It smells like burning. =3=

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt asks the guards what was done with the clue

GM:<font color="#000000">Stored in an evidence locker.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt checks his pocketwatch. It's been three hours now...will need to follow up with that later. Hey, maybe they can do that scry-trick again.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">But for now, off to the shop! :U

* Thomas Lazarus presents his neatly arranged armor to Brian, after a bit. His priestly vestments are actually somewhat faded from where the various plates and braces laid over them. He sure wasn't kidding.

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh! Mr. Tom! While Bri's workin' on your armor, wanna help me with the upstairs?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi, on the other hand, asks if she can inspect the bit of metal.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Certainly.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">You'll have to make an appointment with the guard to do so.

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;C'mon, follow me!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi asks when the soonest appointment can be made.

* Dr. Hatari deducts 500 gp. Easy come, easy go.

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

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( Back. ))

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi nods. &quot;We'll come back then.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Tom, scroll east, if you will. Can you see?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Sure can.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oh no!

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I forgot VBL on the bathroom! XD

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

Elros:<font color="#006666">Elros holds up a sample of alchemist's fire that he's carrying to Ezer. &#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 13 + 9 = 22&#160; <font color="#006666">&#187; Handle animal, to see if Ezer can track it?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It'd be a very poor restroom with transparent walls. XD

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Why is your bathroom a glass building.

Tokens dropped onto map 'Pearldust Pawn Shop'Dorf Aias:<font color="#6600CC">CAN'T AH DORF GIT SUM PRIVACEH!?

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Here we go, we should clean up around the table.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">I CAN'T UNSEE IT

Faerie:<font color="#006666">(Aaaand...I have to run to dinner. &gt;.&gt;)

Liatai:<font color="#000000">We should still be going when you get back. :3

TMG:<font color="#000000">'should'.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#000000">And now, you've arrived at the shop!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">? =3=

TMG:<font color="#000000">*we finish an entire combat round just as Alex returns!*

Faerie:<font color="#006666">^that, usually

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">x9

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Anyway, dinner. Be back later. :U

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt knocks on the door. &quot;Hello, Torises!&quot;

Ian Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;My, how formal.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus spins the broom along his fingers a few times before commencing the sweeping. He genuinely doesn't seem to mind it at all.

Ian Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;Salutations, travellers.&quot;

* Sszeyl twitches, and holds a hand to his temple.

* Terri tries to mimic. :9

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Ow.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20 = 11&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Dex check...

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And greetings, gracious Ian!&quot;

Ian Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;Are you quite all right, sir drow?&quot;

Vira Toris:<font color="#000000">!

* Sszeyl calls for the rest of the group, then proceeds to point out things in the shop, and give their words. All while holding a hand to his head.

* Thomas Lazarus smirks. &quot;..The truth is, a whole lot of what they make you do when you're a young acolyte is just clean everything and listen.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Yes...just a migraine...Ow.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I hear it's much worse for squires.&quot; He chuckles.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">TATHI GANG. ADVANCE!

Ian Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;That is most unfortunate.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So, I hear that Tharky and Max are back, with news for us!&quot; Gnogglebolt says, striding in.

* Nathaniel Toris raises an eyebrow. &quot;My word. Is that Amayan?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He also sidles near Nathaniel.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Yes..pardon my accent. ^^;&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Going to go afk for 5ish minutes. Gonna make something to eat for dad.

* Sszeyl brings Swallowtail to Nathaniel. &quot;Elder.&quot;

* Nathaniel Toris tilts his head with a small smile. &quot;You seem to be doing quite well for one who is just learning.&quot;

Nathaniel Toris:<font color="#000000">He stands and gives a shallow bow, speaking in Amayan.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;''Even though terri told me it was okay, I shouldn't have told them about Papa. Tathi won't leave it alone now. ^^; but yes, that's an Amayan, she's a rescuee from one of our cult-raiding jobs.''&quot; He says in a whisper.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">:U

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;''I'm so sorry. ^^; &quot;''

You whisper to Meany: &quot;It is an honor to see one from the far-off lands.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">At first, Tathi was peering at the Toris family, but her gaze gets stolen away by that magnificent hat! &quot;Odd.. I feel connected to that hat.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&#171; &#160;1d20+2+floor((wisdom-10)/2) = 11 + 2 + floor((13 - 10) / 2) = 14&#160; <font color="#6600CC">&#187; listen!

* Nathaniel Toris simply smiles kindly. :)

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">-- !!

TMG:<font color="#000000">Heh. Minimum whisper Listen DC is 15. x3

Tokens dropped onto map 'Pearldust Pawn Shop'Clint:<font color="#6600CC">Marvelous.

* Swallowtail bows deeply, speaking in a stream of Amayan nearly too fast for a new learner to follow.

* Nathaniel Toris chuckles.

You whisper to Meany: &quot;At ease, my dear. Please, make yourself at home.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">:O

Ian Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;You have arrived a bit too early; neither of them have returned from their rounds yet.&quot;

* Vira Toris inches closer. o///o

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Really? Huh. That's strange.&quot;

Vira Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;U-um... Mr. Sszeyl?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">@Tathi's listen roll: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-aJROW6cuEM

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;terri was supposed to come back and convey three hours....oh well.&quot;

* Sszeyl looks over to this new person. :.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Hello.&quot;

Vira Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hi...&quot; o//o

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( Liatai, you could probably load that. :. ))

Vira Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;U-um... Teria said... you like to draw?&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( It's...four seconds long. :B ))

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Ah. :D You must be her sister Vira.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Yes, I do. :3 I even brought some sketches, and a painting to show you.&quot;

Nathaniel Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;Your templar friend is upstairs, I believe, if you wish to join him.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Wait, I could've sworn Vira and Sszeyl have met before.

* Sszeyl brings ou his sketchpad, and a small painting of the young worg riding goblin who's name is...Irk?

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

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( She was at the party. He was at the party. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( Trak, Worg Rider. Yes. ))

Vira Toris:<font color="#000000">:o

Vira Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;W-wait one second...&quot;

Vira Toris:<font color="#000000">She skitters off and returns with a leather bound book held tightly in her hands. She passes it over.

* Sszeyl checks it out. :o

* Thomas Lazarus was lagging. He suddenly resynchs with the server and all the cleaning is dead. I mean done. |D

Vira Toris:<font color="#000000">It's quite nicely done, especially for someone so young. Mostly animals, with some sketches of people, and some unusual curvy designs. Maybe they're brooches, or bracelets.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Very good. :o&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Are these designs esoteric, or other still lifes?&quot;

* Vira Toris is also looking through Sszeyl's sketchpad. &quot;Th-th-thanks -- your drawings are really nice, too. You put a lot of detail into them. They're... um... they're concepts...&quot; She scurries off to a shelf and comes back with two items in her hands.

Vira Toris:<font color="#000000">One is a ring, the other is a glass figurine, and both can be seen drawn in rough form on her sketchpad.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Ah, I see. :o&quot;

Vira Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;B-Bri makes rings and does metalwork... Max likes glass...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Have you tried full paintings yet? :3&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus finishes sweeping a bit of dust into a pan before pausing and looking down. &quot;...&quot;

* Terri tries to mimic the broom-twirl again. :9 &#171; &#160;1d20 = 10&#160;  &#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmmm. It sound like you've guests.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;How much for the hat?&quot; Tathi asks..

Nathaniel Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah... you have a fine eye, Miss Tathi. That is a hat of disguise.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">A legacy hat of disguise.

Nathaniel Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;One thousand, eight hundred gold pieces is the standard cost of such an item.&quot;

* Sszeyl is still rubbing his head. ^^;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Ah, drats! I thought it was just a fancy looking hat..&quot; Tathi says. Sorry Flint!

* Vira Toris shakes her head.... then looks up at Sszeyl. &quot;Are you okay?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;If you don't mind being rather warm, encaustic is a very neat way to paint. :3&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Just a migraine. ^^&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;I imagine it's from my fellows arguing so often.&quot; &gt;&gt;

* Vira Toris shakes her head. &quot;I don't mind...&quot; She hesitates, then grabs onto Sszeyl's sleeve lightly and tugs him toward Nathaniel.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Meanwhile, at the Hall of Justice. Miron sticks a Sszeyl doll with pins.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt wanders around the shop, looking at the magic items, though not with any particular interest. he gets a pang of homesickness again, thinking about how the shelves could be filled with clicking and whirring devices instead.

Vira Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;G-Grandpa can help.&quot;

Matthew Toris:<font color="#000000">A man with shaggy, light grey hair peeks around the door jamb into the shop. Gnogglebolt may recognize him. &quot;Miss Tathi, if I may have a word.&quot; He gestures for Tathi to come into the back room.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d100 = 43&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt's eyes widen as he sees the man.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Thomas ... finishes up properly. |3

TMG:<font color="#000000">Ghost? You here?

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Whoops, which back room was that?

TMG:<font color="#000000">ah, yup

Matthew Toris:<font color="#000000">Over here, Miss Tathi.

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Wah- HEY! Can't I come!?

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">No.

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">:(

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">o.o.. Shiny. Sniffsniffsniffsniffsneezesqueak!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt fidgest more now that he knows that Matthew went through the trouble to force his true form and now wants to talk to Tathi.

Matthew Toris:<font color="#000000">The man politely bows. &quot;We should properly be introduced, first. Matthew Toris.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Hopefully, whatever he has to say to her will end this, one way or another...but perferably in a good way.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">*Resident Evil Game Over Screen* YOU ARE DEAD.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi smiles, returning with a curtsey. &quot;Tathi Eyllisaearsithek. So. An interesting 'condition' you have, if I may call it that. You can repress the curse, or is it a curse at all?&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">And then, a fireball erupts from the room. Everyone roll new characters. :O

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">&#171; &#160;4d6d1 = 14&#160; <font color="#CD7F31">&#187; &#171;  &#160;4d6d1 = 12&#160; <font color="#CD7F31">&#187; &#171;  &#160;4d6d1 = 9&#160; <font color="#CD7F31">&#187; &#171;  &#160;4d6d1 = 12&#160; <font color="#CD7F31">&#187; &#171;  &#160;4d6d1 = 16&#160; <font color="#CD7F31">&#187; &#171;  &#160;4d6d1 = 15&#160; <font color="#CD7F31">&#187;

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">0:3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">The party is now only Meany's alt characters.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">The campaign instantly implodes.

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

</i>Matthew Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;Once a day, I can assume my human form again. Part of the terms of the magic.&quot; He smiles, a saint's smile, and continues. &quot;Miss Tathi, I am touched by your concern. However, the transformation is not a burden. Please, do not trouble yourself on my behalf.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..Say..&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..Have you ever heard.. the story of Frisk?&quot; :9

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi seems quite surprised at this. &quot;Not a burden? I.. take it that you have been cursed for a while now, then? Actually, you haven't confirmed whether or not it is even a curse.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;The story of...?&quot;

* Terri pulls up a chair. :D

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;You have to keep sweeping.&quot; |0 Broombop.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's part of the story. I'm not just being picky!&quot;

Matthew Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;That all depends on how one looks at it, doesn't it?&quot; He chuckles.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Barbarus: &quot;After that, tell her of Broom Hilda.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Oh, okay.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">Sweep sweep sweep sweep sweep :O

* Thomas Lazarus smirks.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">She lowers her eyebrows a bit in a frustrated glare. &quot;Another dodgy answer then.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">You expected a straight answer?

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">From a dragon?

* Meany slaps.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Who are you and what have you done with Tathi? :U

Matthew Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;There is... another issue, Miss Tathi.&quot; He frowns.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;It's about being a bit harsh with Terri, isn't it?&quot;

Matthew Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes.&quot;

* Sszeyl headrubs. =3=;

Matthew Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;I do not mind you hounding me for my secrets, if you will pardon the pun.&quot; The man's voice has dropped. &quot;But making my children uncomfortable in search of them is unacceptable.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot; -- You see, the story goes that Frisk was a Fae Fox from the corners of the world men have never tread on, getting into all kinds of mischief, as is any Fox's wont. I remembered, because you've been ever-so-emphatic about your distaste for cleaning.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Well, I hope you'll accept my apology then, but understand that there is no better way to infuriate a wizard than to withhold information from then. Well, there's also leaving rude drawings in their spellbook, but presdigination is ever so useful in that regards.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;It was one of his most notable powers that he could sweep a room clean in a flash of magic. Or sully it up with a puff of dust and old bone bits and smelly things any Fox loves.&quot; =3=

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;He was a force of karmic retribution, you know.&quot;

* Matthew Toris gives a grim smile at that.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;... you're about to withhold more information, aren't you?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;If you behave well, and work hard, you might find now and then that there's not quite so much cleaning to do.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..Although, if you fuss and dodge it, he might trick you and muck everything up for yips.&quot; &gt;:9

Terri:<font color="#000000">:O

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">CROSS-CAMPAIGN EMBELLISHMENT GO.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Tom the children's storyteller. SO ADORABLE. |3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;The fae are just capricious like that, you know.&quot; |O

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

</i>Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Speak of the devil. Sort of.

Faerie:<font color="#006666">...?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Thomas Lazarus: &quot;The fae are just capricious like that, you know.&quot; |O Faerie has connected.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Well, I am going to pry regardless. Could you perhaps inform me as to why you are actively turning away one of the few people that could help undue this malady, curse, nasty prank or whatever it may be?&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#006666">We are. Istroo. o.o

* Matthew Toris smiles again.

TMG:<font color="#000000">hang on, whispering what you missed

Matthew Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;I do not consider it a curse, Lady Eyllisaearsithek.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">...actually, what's the last line you got, alex?

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Meany: 0:3 Dr. Hatari: The party is now only Meany's alt characters. Dr. Hatari: The campaign instantly implodes.

Faerie:<font color="#006666">And just prior, Meany did a bunch of rolls.

Matthew Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;I was quite fond of canine shape before running afoul of a spellcaster, after all.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi quirks a brow. &quot;Canine shape?&quot; She says, pondering the ambiguity of that statement..

* Nathaniel Toris casts Calm Emotions on Sszeyl, to see if that will help.

TMG:<font color="#000000">okay, whispering to you now, alex

Matthew Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;Lady Eyllisaearsithek, you are not the only spellcaster in Castleton,&quot; he says with a smile and a wink. ;3

* Sszeyl sighs, finally getting the migraine out.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Thanks.&quot;

Nathaniel Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;You are quite welcome.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Wait wait wait.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">She smirks. &quot;And apparently not the oddest one either.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Resist it, make him roll against your SR. Let's see his level. :B:B:B

* Dr. Hatari is bricked!

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

* Thomas Lazarus concludes with one last pointed sweep.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">SR does apply if you want it to. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..Well. That looks good enough to me. Wouldn't you say so?&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mm-hmm! Any fox would say it was clean!&quot; :D

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Absolutely.&quot; He shoulders the broom and heads downstairs.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Afk another shake. Oven.

Matthew Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;I understand the hunger for knowledge more than you may realize, my dear. Have patience; good things come to those who wait, after all. Just kindly leave my children out of your pursuit.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi smiles, but she's got that mischeivious glint in her eye.. &quot;But what if I seek a way to make a doggy caster insane by teaching his daughter how to cast presdigination, repeatedly?&quot;

Matthew Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;You're at least seven years too late.&quot; ^^

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">She laughs outloud. &quot;You taught your own daughter that spell? You are truly mad, my good sir.&quot;

Matthew Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;Unless you mean little Vira?&quot;

Matthew Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;She discovered it herself.&quot; He beams. |3 &quot;From the moment she could read, she was after the spellbooks!&quot;

* Sszeyl shares more Art lore with Vira, occassionally checking on Swallowtail.

* Dr. Hatari returns, for the next 16 minutes.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Oh dear.. Then I shall keep my own spellbook locked tight, for fear of your property.&quot; She says with a grin.

Vira Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;... M-Mr. Sszeyl?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Yes? :o&quot;

Vira Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;Would you... would you like to do chalk drawing with me sometime?&quot; o//////o

* Thomas Lazarus tromps down the stairs and looks surprised to spy Tathi and Matthew.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Sure. :3&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hi, Papa!&quot; :D

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;...What's chalk?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;So you had arrived. Good good. The cleaning just finished.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Well there you two are! We were just discussing the terms of our duel.&quot; :3

Vira Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll... I'll teach you.&quot; ^^;;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;A battle of familiars?&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&gt;:O

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;PAPA!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Excellent. :3&quot;

* Matthew Toris laughs! &quot;She's joking, dear.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus looks mock-serious and cradles his chin. &quot;Would Matthew have a familiar?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is it Terri?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Terri could probably take Kor.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi giggles. &quot;That is a good question.. I have not seen any cheese-hoarder sitting on your shoulder, Mr. Toris.&quot;

* Matthew Toris just smiles. :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Pardon~&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Listen checks, all!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 4 + 2 = 6&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Listen?? :o &#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 8 + 2 = 10&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Elros:<font color="#006666">listen &#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 20 + 11 = 31&#160; <font color="#006666">&#187;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&#171; &#160;1d20+2+floor((wisdom-10)/2) = 13 + 2 + floor((13 - 10) / 2) = 16&#160; <font color="#6600CC">&#187; listen!

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

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 11 + 3 = 14&#160; <font color="#6600CC">&#187; listen! Someone just unwrapped some cheese!

Aelian:<font color="#6600CC">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 14 + 7 = 21&#160; <font color="#6600CC">&#187; listen!

Elros:<font color="#006666">I can hear to ~infinity~ 8O

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Elros can hear the music of the stars. o-o

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">How does Elros always roll 20's on senses.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Isn't that the second or third time Elros has done this? xD

* Elros is just licky like that? =3=

TMG:<font color="#000000">He's got Zen Perception or something. xD

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">&gt;8D

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">LICKITUNG

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+17 = 15 + 17 = 32&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+10 = 19 + 10 = 29&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

* Dr. Hatari beans elros with a pokeball.

* Elros ows &gt;.o

GM:<font color="#000000">Those of you who rolled over a 15 can hear two voices raised in song coming down the street, occasionally stopping before picking up the same tune again with some variation.

GM:<font color="#000000">Elros can hear them from WAY off. =3=

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 17 + 5 = 22&#160; <font color="#CD7F31">&#187; Listen check!

Elros:<font color="#006666">Elros wonders what the voices are, and why they're so noisy, but thinks people are entitled to their singing. Last he checked.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi tilts her head.. &quot;Now what is that?&quot;

Max:<font color="#000000">That would be two bards working through a new melody, dear Tathi.

Max:<font color="#000000">The door swings open. &quot;-- Oh, they're here already!&quot; :D

* Thomas Lazarus props his broom against a wall.

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hello, Guardians!&quot; ^^

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks up as the door opens. &quot;Oh! Max and Tharky! Welcome!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good day.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">(for a second, I thought it was Helvirahel coming to strike at us. But then I thought &quot;wait...two checks...max and tharky :o )

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Helvirahel comes singing in. Roll initiative.

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Ah, hello there. What a pleasant surprise.&quot;

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sorry to keep you waiting! Darroth had a good lot of tales to share... including one about a weasel, and a window escape?&quot; The bard grins with a twinkle in his eye.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;A...weasle? Oh dear.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Well...not surprise considering how long we've heard you for, but pleasant none the less.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...But nevermind that!&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus covers his mouth with one hand.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's great to see you again!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Little Terri came by this morning and said you had news for us.&quot; Gnogglebolt says enthusiastically.

Helvirahel Assassin:<font color="#000000">Are you nuts?! We wouldn't strike you at the Pearldust, we're not suicidal D: ... I mean. &gt;.&gt; *poof*

Max:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah, yes, the message from dear old Aunt Sally! But that can wait a moment -- I'm sure you've got lots of stories to share. Terri's been writing to me talking all about it!&quot;

Max:<font color="#000000">&quot;Let's go upstairs, so we're not all standing around the shop.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mm.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah, good idea!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Coming, Tathi?&quot; Gnogglebolt calls back into the other room.

* Tharky bows to Nathaniel. &quot;Hello again, sir.&quot;

Max:<font color="#000000">&quot;Right this way, the stairs are over here.&quot;

Max:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hi, Father.&quot; ^^

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">TATHI GANG. SWARM THE STAIRS.

* Tharky is suddenly buried by elves.

* Thomas Lazarus considers gesturing for Swallowtail to come along...

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">... But ... it's not like she can understand the plot anyways. =3=;;

* Elros wonders where we're going, exactly. &gt;.&gt;

TMG:<font color="#000000">We're going up to the second floor of the shop

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Oop, oven.

TMG:<font color="#000000">so we're not crowding the ground floor

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Non capisco, spiacente =3=

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Well yes, but where -is- the second floor?

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;C'mon, Mr. Sszeyl, Mr. Elros, this way!&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#006666">...Oh, I think I see it. To the right?

TMG:<font color="#000000">Liatai vworped the rest of us...

Elros:<font color="#006666">Elros follows Terri, then.

* Swallowtail seems content to talk to Nathaniel in her native tongue, at least.

Ezer:<font color="#006666">Ezer takes up a position not beside dogs, while Elros sits himself on the closest chair.

Max:<font color="#000000">&quot;Come in, come in, pull up a chair. Our house is yours.&quot; ^^

Tharky:<font color="#000000">The bard folds his hands on the table with a grin. &quot;Now, just what have you been up to? There was a story as far as Ay'leth about how an abishai and his personal army were taken out in Redtree.&quot; :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oho, you heard of that?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Suprirsed news traveld that fast out of Redtree.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Lately? I just finished sweeping the room with Terri.&quot;

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;Never doubt the Network.&quot; ^^

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes indeed. Well, we've been investigating leads thanks to the ledger we got way back from Granch Redmaw, everyone that damnable bugbear was selling people and corpses to. One of them was a rogue druid-witch, Briarclaw.&quot;

Max:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Oh, Hlal's wings, I'm being a terrible host. Do you want anything to drink?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus holds up a hand to politely decline.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;After mopping up--oh, I'm fine, thank you--a nasty parting gift she left the goblin tribe we reformed, we tracked her out to Redtree, where she had been terrorizing the folks there with her packs of fiendish animals.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;I've been.. pesky.&quot; Tathi says with a smug smirk.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;And I would not dare ask you entertain my tastes in elven wine.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We proceeded through the forest to find her den, destroying her coven in the process, before finding and engaging her.&quot;

Max:<font color="#000000">&quot;No moondrop here, sorry. We do have tea, unless Brian drank it all?&quot;

* Tharky is listening intently. :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Unfortunately, after defeating her, we learned the job was only half-finished.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Apparently, she had a consort, the so-called abishai, which I believe had been egging her on to the acts she took. It was a tough fight, especially since we were trying to protect prisoners at the time, but we managed to destroy him. Or banish him. I don't know, I never understood the finer details of otherplanar beings.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;There were....some horrible things in that cave. Fortunately, most of it had a happy ending.&quot;

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;Banishing or outright slaying, either is an admirable thing. Abishai are some of Tiamat's cruellest agents.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;After that, we got back here, though we've been mixing it up again here, too.&quot;

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;Though they've got some stiff competition.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'd like to hope our method put a seal on that creature it'll never recover from.&quot; Thomas remarks softly.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Aaanyway...since we've gotten back to castleton...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We've been warned of drow assasins after us, and carried out another raid on the Blackskull cult. Sadly, that one did not end neatly.&quot;

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;The assassins?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;The ringleader of that particular operation--pardon?&quot;

Max:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tharky, if the assassin thing ended messily, I don't think they'd be here talking to us.&quot; x3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh. No no, we have not met any assasins yet. We just know they're here. We're trying to track them down and take the fight to them first right now, in fact.&quot;

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah, sorry. Go ahead.&quot; :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But as for the raid...we managed to capture the majority of the operation we found, but their leader escaped. Probably to run back to the real ringleader of the entire cult.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks at the others. &quot;Did I forget anything?&quot;

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;Who was the leader?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;A decpetive little witch, going by the name if 'Pamela Laundy', if I remember correctly.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;If she does, commander Ashmore will learn of it.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;He's still tracking Mr. Giggles through unmarked forest.&quot;

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ahhh, I remember hearing about her. Black Widow Lundy.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus frowns and raises a brow. &quot;...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..Is that her method, then? How cruel.&quot;

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;She was quite the tale about two years ago in Castleton. Married two nobles in two years, both met mysterious ends.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;But I suppose she's a necromancer in the first place.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt rubs his forehead. &quot;black widow? Garl's gold.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Apparently, one of the -other- necromancers we captured had fallen for her.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;She nearly ended him herself. Fool.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus frowns. &quot;..She did fool all of us, too.&quot;

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not surprised. She probably was trying to get rid of the evidence, so to speak.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt runs a hand through his hair. &quot;Yeah, that she did.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyway, unless I've forgotten something, or someone else wants to tell a story of their own, I think that's it...&quot;

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;The second nobleman's servants were all reported missing the night he was, and she disappeared right after. Now we know where she went, I suppose.&quot;

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Who's Mr. Giggles?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt puts his face in a hand. &quot;Oh, -that-.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;A three-headed zombified beast she has decorated with bows and silly hats.&quot;

* Tharky blinks.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I know.&quot; Flatly.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;--yeah, that. All evidence points to her being quite insane.&quot;

* Tharky blinks again.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;It carried her off to safety during our fight.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;We're still trying to scry where it's going.&quot;

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;... at least it makes an interesting story.&quot;

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

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;The two noblemen both had strongholds outside of the city.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt perks up.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Are they abandoned now?&quot;

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;As far as I know. One of them's considered cursed -- that's the one the servants all disappeared from.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus raises a brow. &quot;She was pretty liberally cursing us during the battle. That sounds like an incredibly likely fall-back point, given her situation.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Welllll. I can't think of a better place for her to have chosen to hole up in.&quot;

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;The tale of Castle Ossyluth... That's what the locals call it nowadays, the House of the Bone Devil. It made good Trickster's Feast fare that year. I can give you directions, I think I remember the way. It's near Blackwood.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;What was this place? Perhaps the Mace can turn its senses there and we can find out.&quot;

* Tharky takes an old beaten map of Akellon out of his pack and unrolls it on the table.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Kor is mapped.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Anyone who wants to can hop over to the World Map. Paste your tokens if you want to impersonate.

Tokens dropped onto map 'World Map'Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;Do you see Blackwood, to the northwest? It's about three and a half days' walk from here, if you don't have horses.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Crud how do I make pointers again =3=

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I may be lagging.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Wooooooorld maaaaaaap!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmmmm.&quot; He leans.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">*pointers?

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( Space bar. ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">:47

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">There we go. Reset the download allowance.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">TMG: ah crap :48

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Up to date? :3 :48

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

* Dr. Hatari should probably not use number emoticons when timestamping.

TMG:<font color="#000000">reset the--how did you do that? o.O

Liatai:<font color="#000000">By paying extra. ^^;;

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Oh, the orchestral version of the Chrono Trigger theme came on for the world map..

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">How appropriate. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">Well then. Let's carry on. ^^;

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;Castle Ossyluth is about an hour outside of Blackwood... over here.&quot; Tharky taps the page.

Tokens dropped onto map 'World Map'* Tomiko Lazarus waves from on west. I'm monster huntin'. &gt;:D

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Go away this isn't about you. =3=

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, this is definitely something to look into.&quot;

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Oh, right! While the map's out. You've been in the dark about Salishea long enough.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;She was in a heavily wooded area, just near castleton.. and that looks like the thickest body of forest anywhere near here.&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Geargrit, is this -another- thing I forgot to tell everyone else?&quot; Gnogglebolt smacks his forehead.

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

* Thomas Lazarus raises a brow.

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;Austratorix put us in touch with her. She said that you were free to keep anything you found -- just to bring her the pendant and the cedar box it was in. The spellbook, she said, could go to another spellcaster or to an arcane university if you couldn't find someone who could use it. But there's another thing.' The bard folds his hands and leans over the table with a smirk.

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;She'd like to meet your group. Face to face.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">...Gnogglebolt shrinks slightly.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">Snap.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmmm?&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">A portion of the table that Sszeyl had just been holding is broken off in a spasm of his hand.

Max:<font color="#000000">&quot;--!&quot;

* Sszeyl looks at the fragment, then at Max, utterly bewildered.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">o.o;;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;If we can fit it into our schedules--wha, Sszeyl?!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;I...I don't...I don't know why I did that. ._.&quot;

* Max frowns.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Sszeyl.. are you quite allright?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...I can fix that, I think.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's.. okay, it's okay. I can fix it right up.&quot; He offers a placating smile.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;or--oh?&quot;

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;... anyway...&quot; &gt;.&gt;;;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;S..sorry. ^^;&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus isn't as concerned with the table. He turns in his seat and gives Sszeyl a look over. (Heal &#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 19 + 7 = 26&#160;  &#187;)

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">You see rather swollen veins in the crainial region, and some splinters in the hand. :U

TMG:<font color="#000000">oh, I thought thomas was going to use Mending or something. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;You've been behaving unusually today, you know?&quot;

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's probably because she heard you were adventurers. She has a habit of taking champions under her wing... so to speak. She'd probably have work for you.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">He was.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Eventually.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">10 minutes to fill an open slot and all that.

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

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Yes. The spasms and migraines, and visions...^^;&quot;

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Heh... be prepared for a Sending when she hears about the abishai.&quot; ^^;

Max:<font color="#000000">&quot;What visions?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;A what?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Brief flashes of scenery. Words. Thoughts. Emotions.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;They usually happen at Trance, but sometimes they just...&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus isn't paying the others much mind. &quot;Hmmm..&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sszeyl would like a cup of tea.&quot; =3=

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Eh. More wild magic.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;I am learning to shunt them out. That is probably the cause of the migraines...oh?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Matter-of-factly.

Max:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Right, tea. I can do that at least.&quot;

* Max goes to boil water.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">shut*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;You've been too stressed lately, I think. You must relax or you'll buckle under all the steam.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus closes his eyes and prepares a prayer for the table.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;I have been stressed to the point of insanity before, Tom.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Never produced hallucinatigenic visions, or spasms. ^^;&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">O Lord, bless this thy dinner table... *brick'd from on high*

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">:B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">XD

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tea.&quot;

Max:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's coming, it's coming.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;What's this about an aunt Salishea?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus seems to be just now paying attention again.

* Max glowers at the tea kettle. &quot;If only this place wasn't made of wood,&quot; he mutters.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">Twitch.

* Tharky raises an eyebrow at the twitch... &quot;... Aunt.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">No twitch.

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">Twitch.

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well if that isn't strange.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's...that's what Terri calls her. Aunt Sal.&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Twitchy tail?

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;The twitch. It seemed to... hmm.&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#006666">...Sszeyl doesn't exactly have a tail though.

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ever had dealings with bronze dragons in the past, Sszeyl?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">Spasm.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, you were testing Sszeyl....&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Did that just wreck the table again. ^^;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Sszeyl, what's going on?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">No.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Ow.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus opens one eye slowly. &quot;?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Not that I know of. :.&quot;

* Max returns with tea. &quot;Bri says this one's good for headaches.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Sszeyl.. are you allright?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;But I did see a dragon in my fireplace once.&quot;

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

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

</i>Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Terri looked for it for hours. &gt;&gt;&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;I'm functional.&quot; How very nice. Answering a question while not answering it.

* Sszeyl sips. &quot;Thank you. =3=&quot;

* Max glances over at Tathi.

Max:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Hmm. Sszeyl, have you been in a cave lately that might have belonged to a dragon in the past? Now I'm wondering if you ran afoul of a guardian spirit.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Aside from...Sal...sali...Aunt Sal's cave? ^^;&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;There are multiple caves in Ezzebek that are reported to have once been lairs of Deep Dragons.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yeah, we found all of 'Aunt Sal's items in a small cavenear the first goblin den we cleared out.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;He doesn't have a gem in his head, though.&quot;

Max:<font color="#000000">&quot;If they were servants of Tiamat, the... hm, true enough. But great wyrms have great power, even in death. When one chooses to become a protector of the land after death...&quot;

Max:<font color="#000000">&quot;But I'm pretty certain no great wyrm died near Asterac's hideaway.&quot;

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

</i>Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( Wb. ))

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

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Sorry, that was my normal after-dinner computer crap-out.

TMG:<font color="#000000">I didn't even realize you DC'd, alex o.o

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

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;And if there was, and it was a servant of Tiamat.... some people would have their hands more than full right about now.&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( Ninja Fae. ))

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Umm, I lost it. &gt;.&gt;

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Since I had to reboot my entire machine.

TMG:<font color="#000000">oof. I'll just get some time before you DC'd.

* Thomas Lazarus raises a brow.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..You know..&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..Didn't Tathi get possessed by one of those once?&quot;

* Max snorts.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I think I tackled her.. downstairs, in fact.&quot; =3=

Max:<font color="#000000">&quot;Azure Fang was a half-dragon. Hardly in the same category as a great wyrm.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah.&quot;

* Sszeyl is calmly sipping tea, taking deep breaths. Eyes closed.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..Mmmmmm.&quot; Thomas finally opens his eyes.

TMG:<font color="#000000">errrrrrrgh. Dammit.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Carry on, going afk again.

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( Fae, did you get the log? :o ))

* Thomas Lazarus mutters a quiet chant and the table reproduces its lost bits with a soft blue glow.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;... There. No harm done. Thank you for the tea.&quot;

Max:<font color="#000000">It's very strong tea, for the record. Not unpleasant-tasting, but definitely strong.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Yes. Thanks.&quot; =3=

* Sszeyl needs all the strength out of it. ^^;

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;... I'm a little worried to continue now, in case the table loses more chunks,&quot; the red-haired bard says with a half-smile.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Amusingly, I know nothing about tea, and my hypothesis was thus; &quot;You know I'll bet something good will happen if I have him drink Tea in Liaworld. :B&quot;

* Sszeyl moves to the couch. Next to Ezer. =3=

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Carry on. =3=&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">oh thank goodness. back.

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( yo. ))

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;You sure you're all right?&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Dr. Hatari: Amusingly, I know nothing about tea, and my hypothesis was thus; &quot;You know I'll bet something good will happen if I have him drink Tea in Liaworld. :B&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Ghaahahahahaha XD

TMG:<font color="#000000">That is awsome.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;The tea is helping. ^^&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Gotta put that in Funny Quotes. xD

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">I AM A GREAT DOCTOR. =3=

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Gregory House, A CHALLENGER APPEARS.

Max:<font color="#000000">&quot;... I'll talk to Grandfather about this. It seems... never mind.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus nods.

Max:<font color="#000000">&quot;There's more on the stove if you want it, Sszeyl.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Thank you. :3&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Eh heh...anyway...where were we?&quot;

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Right, back to the map. A Sending is a spell -- twenty-five words or less, anywhere in the world, for the cost of a little mana.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..The information pertaining to Pamela is quite interesting. But where was it that 'that lady' wished to see us at? I really don't hope to come off as rude at all, but the first matter probably takes great priority over visiting.&quot; He frowns.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh yes. Where would we go to meet this Sali--sal? We'll probably have to investigate Pamela first.&quot;

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;She's... you know.&quot; Tharky looks over at Sszeyl. &quot;I hear after the first three centuries a month doesn't matter much anymore.&quot;

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Ah, though if you are going to Castle Ossyluth, remind me to introduce you to someone who might be interested in tagging along.&quot;

You whisper to TMG: What's Calrach's Perform skill of choice?

* Sszeyl is visibly forcing some of his zen appearance. but it's getting easier. ^^;

TMG whispers: oh shiesse. One minute.

TMG whispers: he is equally maxed in string and song

Max:<font color="#000000">&quot;I can show you where Sal's lair is on this map, or at least where it used to be.&quot;

You whisper to TMG: What instrument?

TMG whispers: ffff.....one minute... ^^;

You whisper to TMG: Sorry XD

TMG whispers: Blarg. I never did his equipment beyond weapons, didn't know how much I had to work with. ^^; Um...

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;A tag-along? On a Necromancer hunt?&quot; He looks quite worried.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I must clarify, if you didn't gather; Pamela was incredibly powerful and dangerous. It's not a matter to be taken lightly. The Abishai devil wasn't very formidable by compare.&quot;

TMG whispers: prrrrrobably a banjo. Something upbeat and bouncy

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;He's pretty capable. A halfling I've had the pleasure to know... and teach a little.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Pamela was playing at fighting us to boot.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmmm.&quot; He seems to relent somewhat.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Very well.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt tilts his head. &quot;Oh? You're sure this halfling can handle himself?&quot;

TMG whispers: He would like to be in on a job like this though, so...

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And he'd want to be a part of something like this?&quot;

TMG whispers: and he needs to get out more. ;)

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;His name's Calrach. He's supposed to be in the city right now as far as I know... Usually seen in a red cloak. I'm pretty sure he'd be interested if you pitched it right... He needs to get out of the big city and explore a little more, anyway. What better way than to investigate a haunted castle wreathed in intrigue and mystery?&quot; ^^

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;If he's still here, I'll bet you anyone connected to the Network can point you to him.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;hmm. Well, we'll need to impress upon him the danger, as Thomas is oncerned about, but if he can handle himself, well, it's another pair of boots on the ground.&quot;

TMG whispers: wait. Are you trying to get me to have both out at the same time? &gt;.&gt; Ehhhh....okay, I suppose I can go with that. I've loosened up and grown much more comfortable since we started out. ^^;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I suppose.. if you think so. It just alarms me. I know how tough everyone here is, and she still nearly killed Flint. And I nearly died on the way in. Miron too.&quot; He speaks softly.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..A new face is just unnerving, for a healer.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Quite.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;...Why did I say that?&quot;

* Tharky shrugs. &quot;It's up to him and you in the long run.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus shakes his head. &quot;I sound like a mother seeing her children off to school..&quot;

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;Who's Flint?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Please go on.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt nods. &quot;Yeah...Well, we'll see what happens. If he doesn't seem up to it, we can just turn him away.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;A proven witch hunter we had with us hunting the Sarganos. When Pamela played her ambush.&quot;

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;Interesting. Okay. Sal's lair.&quot;

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

* Sszeyl finishes his tea. Looking calm.

* Thomas Lazarus =3= faces. (&quot;I need to watch what I say around Tharky.&quot;)

* Sszeyl goes to refil.

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;Follow the Long Road River along the south branch, all the way out to Resca. She splits her time between there and Modai most of the time.&quot;

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;... It's a long trek on foot, there's no way around it.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;We have fundage to purchase horses and carriages.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;We have a cart, that would save some walking, at least.&quot;

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;Dragons have a tendency to forget that not everyone can fly.&quot; |3

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Perhaps even boat passage.&quot;

* Sszeyl looks wistful for a second.

* Thomas Lazarus raises his brows at the map. &quot;...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">Then looks horrified and downs his tea in one gulp.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;That is.. quite a journey for a simple visit.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">Refil, refil.

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;The one problem with boats is that you'll have to add an extra day for each of the government customs booths.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Wait what.&quot; =3=

* Thomas Lazarus seems to just now register 'DRAGONS'.

* Tharky looks over at Sszeyl. &quot;...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">More controlled sips now.

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sszeyl, do you want to duck into the room over there?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;No. I am...fine.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">Smile like you mean it. :D

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm about to say something that might set it off again, are you sure?&quot;

* Sszeyl deep breaths, and sips tea.

* Thomas Lazarus looks over his shoulder with concern.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;I must learn to control it eventually.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Now is as good a time as any.&quot;

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;... All right.&quot; The man takes a deep breath.

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;Salishea is a bronze dragon paladin, a champion of Bahamut.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">No twitch.

* Thomas Lazarus cradles his chin and furrows his brow. &quot;... Oh.&quot;

* Sszeyl does conspicously take an extra sip, though.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl: http://img543.imageshack.us/img543/7697/1307060169891.png

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">|B

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;Her taking an interest in you is... well, I'll be blunt, it's an honor.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">(That image has so many uses!)

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm certainly beginning to understand!&quot; =3=;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;So she is a Great Name.&quot;

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;So to speak.&quot;

* Sszeyl inclines his head in respect.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I can only imagine...well...we shall not disappoint this fine lady, then. Still, hunting Pamela must come first, and as long as nothing new comes up, we should be able to visit her. It's certainly seeming to be something worth our while.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;I imagine she would be most upset if we did otherwise.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..Mm.. the journey alone makes anything else impractical.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;It'll take.. months.&quot;

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not quite that long.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Flint you said it was months. =3=

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Garrr! If only I had the time!&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( To Amaya. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( Amaya is out to see. ))

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;Even if you don't have horses...&quot; One moment while the DM measures on the map. =3=

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">sea*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I could build up a vehicle to get us there!&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( Not on the coast. ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Oh. Okay. x3

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;I would rather not ride a deafening wagon, Gnogglebolt..&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;324+396 = 324 + 396 = 720&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;720/24 = 720 / 24 = 30&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;... It takes about five weeks to get out there. Horses cut down the travel time a lot.&quot;

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;And don't worry about time so much. She's well into her... Hlal's talons, how old is she.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;...five weeks with horses, or without?&quot;

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;Without.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mmm.. that isn't so bad, I suppose.&quot;

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;She's in her fourth or fifth century, at least. A few months, a year, don't really mean much when you get to be that age, I've heard.&quot; |3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;But it's still too much time to permit Pamela to make good on her threat to re-establish and get right back to what she was doing.&quot; He frowns.

* Sszeyl twitches.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">Sip.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Indeed. As I said, Pamela first, and if nothing new comes up, to Salishea.&quot;

Max:<font color="#000000">&quot;... You know, when you do go out that way. There's a shelter you could make use of between Reed and Passage.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus raises a brow and mumbles. &quot;I'll need to report this to commander Ashmore. ... Maybe Anise will have been cleared by now to help us this time. Now that we know who we're facing.&quot;

Max:<font color="#000000">&quot;Do you see the Hills of Gilforen out there?&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( Approaching nine hours of session. :U ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( *checks record session length* ))

Faerie:<font color="#006666">We've gone to ten, at least.

Max:<font color="#000000">&quot;There's a comfortable little shelter in the hills right around... here.&quot; He points to a spot on the map, the one labelled &quot;Max's Shelter&quot; on the World Map.

Faerie:<font color="#006666">And that time Obama was going to give a speech, and I needed dinner, and we went to midnight.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">It's not really that big a deal when half the party has steam games open.. :P

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">shaddup. I can't even play new vegas because it keeps hanging up. &gt;:O

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Land sakes, if I have to explain this all over again next session... XD

* Dr. Hatari snickers.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Explain what?

* Ghostwish scampers away.

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( *BRICK* ))

* Thomas Lazarus squints at the spot.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm. A decent rest point is always a good thing on a journey.&quot;

Max:<font color="#000000">&quot;A pack of blink dogs patrols the area, keeping it safe... Ah, one moment! I almost forgot. Do you still have those little gold discs that my little sisters gave you?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Speaking of.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">sorry, could you center the map on the hiding spot?

* Sszeyl tosses a key to Max. :U

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mm. I've never ridden more than a few days at a time before. It'll probably be nice to give the hardwood seats a rest. Not to mention our backsides. ^^;&quot;

* Max catches. &quot;?&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">thank ye

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Gold discs...&quot; Gnogglebolt fishes out his cog-necklace

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;A key to the Mustering Cave.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;So you can use it as a sanctuary for your own travels. ^^&quot;

* Max looks disbelieving for a bit, before chuckling and pocketing the key. &quot;A shelter for a shelter, huh?&quot; ^^

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Yep.&quot;

* Tharky raises an eyebrow at Max and smirks.

* Max ignores. =3=

* Sszeyl brings out his token from Terri. =3=

TMG:<font color="#000000">(I..don't remember these gold dics thing. ^^; )

TMG:<font color="#000000">(refresher?)

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

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( I imagine she Polymorphed them. ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">They were, actually, a gift for a party member who's no longer with us.

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( Trofim. &gt;:U ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">No, actually, Derish. XD

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I think. It may have been Barshal.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Point is, no, the party doesn't have them. ^^;

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( Wait no... ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( Ah. ))

* Elros wonders how his brother is doing. :U

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( Bershal was some wood. :U ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">WHY DID I NOT GET GIFTS TERRI YOU HATE ME D: Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;No.&quot; =3=

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;The Gnoll Derish took them with him.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;He's probably off being hit with carts somewhere.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">Sip. =3=

Tokens dropped onto map 'World Map'Derish:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;OW!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Well, this is problematic. &gt;.&gt; &quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ehhh~?&quot;

Max:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not a problem, one minute, I'll be right back.&quot; Max stands up and goes into a side room, and the GM isn't moving a token to prevent mapswitching. =3=

* Tharky chuckles. &quot;Don't worry. If they're what I think he's referring to, the family's got a ton of them.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Right, note to self, keep Sszeyl -in- the cart.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">=3=;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Are we near a stopping point yet? x-x

* Max returns with a handful of small golden metallic discs. &quot;Here we are. Take one or two, keep them with you. They'll show the guardians that you're meant to be there.&quot; :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Oh, cool. :o&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( I imagine so, Ghost. =3= ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">We're getting there, Ghost.

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

Max:<font color="#000000">&quot;There's just one thing you'll need to be careful of...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">'Anyway, we have other things to look into today, but...where should we start looking for this Calrach--oh?&quot;

Max:<font color="#000000">Max suddenly looks very serious for a second. &quot;Don't break the glass.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;How delightfully cryptic.&quot;

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;It won't be so cryptic when you get there.&quot; 0:3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;That would be rude, anyways.&quot; =3=

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Aye.&quot;

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

Max:<font color="#000000">&quot;All right, any other questions for us before you go?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyway, this Calrach? Where should we start looking for him?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">Sip. =3=

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;Like I said, anyone connected to the Network should be able to track him down -- and I just realized you probably have no idea what I'm talking about.&quot; &gt;.&gt;;;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..Well..&quot; &gt;.&gt;

* Thomas Lazarus nods.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Something like that. ^^; &quot;

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;The bardic network, the old rumor mill. Find a place where entertainers gather, you'll find stories and information from across the globe. That's the Network.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..Ohh. So, like, at the white rose?&quot;

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;Darroth Denbury runs a tavern that's a regular hub for -- Hey, you've been there?&quot; :D

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Like...oh, what was it. The White Rose...place that Edaric and I visited?&quot;

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;Let me guess, this Edaric's an entertainer?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Under not so pleasant circumstances, yes.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes, Edaric is of the same profession you are.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;But that's a story for another time.&quot; He promptly maneuvers.

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hardly anybody just stumbles across the White Rose without meeting someone who knows about it first.&quot; ^^

Tharky:<font color="#000000">Aw &gt;: Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">^_^

* Tharky looks a little sad. &gt;: Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Oh, right. That -is- a story I forgot to tell.&quot; Gnogglebolt says, shurgging.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...THomas may be right, though. Another time!&quot;

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;If you know the White Rose, talk to Darroth Denbury. He'll be able to hook you up with someone who knows someone who knows where Calrach is, more than likely.&quot; ^^

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And, well...I think that's it, then?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus nods. &quot;It sounds like we have a few plans of action for the next few days.&quot;

Tharky:<font color="#000000">You just know I'm going to be hounding you for that story now, you realize. =3=

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">I made your table. I can unmake it. =3=

Tharky:<font color="#000000">It's not my table. =3=

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">That's a shame. =3=;

Max:<font color="#000000">Indeed. &gt;|3

GM:<font color="#000000">Now let's get noms taken care of!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Tathi gets the SUSPICION!!!1!!1!!! achievement.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt, likewise, get the Step Off, My Dog nom.

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Tathi and Gnogglebolt, for first time our once-per-sesssion hour-long argument was done entirely IC.

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

* Dr. Hatari noms himself for entertaining Terri while she did chores. =3=

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">XD

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Tom for maid chores. :P

TMG:<font color="#000000">Har. xD Yes, thThomas the Storyteller was very good. :3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Meany for backstory allusion.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Gnogglebolt for GONNA KILL ME A WOOD ELF

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Sszeyl for TWITCHTWITCHTABLESNAP

Faerie:<font color="#006666">I second nominating Tom for chores, but only if he wore a French Maid dress while doing them.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">I don't really have any appropriate images for Thomas in a maid outfit.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Miron for being the most agreeable he's ever be- oh wait...

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

Ezer:<font color="#006666">I nominate the dogs, for still being terrifying to a cat who's basically PC-class at this point. =3=;

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Only thing I can think of for poor Elros/zer was Ezer's &quot;Dogs. &gt;:| &quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">I do, however, have one that is the splitting image of what Tomi would look like in a maid outfit.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">http://img225.imageshack.us/img225/6446/7e200d2309b6c666e0bd550.jpg

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

* Dr. Hatari was totally saving that for the battle butlers tent.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Oh well~

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

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">i second all noms.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">:P

GM:<font color="#000000">Tathi - 100 XP - SUSPICION!!11!!!!!11

GM:<font color="#000000">Thomas - 100 XP - Charisma of 9, pfft. I can be a storyteller if I want to. =3= 25 XP - For doing your chores.

GM:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt - 100 XP - Let sleeping dogs lie, Tathi. 100 XP - Mister Exposition. 80 XP - Because it would just be CRUEL to leave you 80 XP short of a level after all this. ^^;;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Take that, dice rolls.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">I defy you.

GM:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl - 100 XP - My brain is full of dragons. Ow.

GM:<font color="#000000">Elros/Ezer - 100 XP - OH DEAR PELOR IT'S A SERVAL GET IN THE WAGON. 100 XP - Dogs. &gt;:|

TMG:<font color="#000000">I also think of story EXP for the harvesting scene, the plot-advancement with Tharky and Max, meeting the Torrises again...

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">I totally forgot about the harvest scene.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Extra nom for Meany; Universal Realitor.

TMG:<font color="#000000">maybe even story EXP just for Tathi for her scene with Matthew

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">He moves Bears, Inquisitors, all that type of thing.

GM:<font color="#000000">100 XP - Sszeyl - A shelter for a shelter.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Thanks. :3

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Alright, if it's alright, I'm gonna disconnect, then do dishes.

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Speaking of chores. xP

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Seeya. :o

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Oh, how I cannot wait for the eventual Nathaniel/Sszeyl talk. ^^

* Dr. Hatari immediately ponders mini-sessions PONDER PONDER.

TMG:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;14780+280 = 14780 + 280 = 15060&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

GM:<font color="#000000">Tathi - 100 XP - You held a civil conversation with an protective, spellcasting parent, and didn't get incinerated. Wow.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">HEY! I tried, okay!?

GM:<font color="#000000">You TRIED to get incinerated? =3=

* Meany pats.

* GM is bricked.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Tathi is abrasive like anti-matter.

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Alrighty, see you lot starside.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">:B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">See ya, Fae. :3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">&quot;Please.. ma'am.. I'm stahr-ving~&quot; &quot;WELL FUCK YOU.&quot;

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

</i>Liatai:<font color="#000000">I'll need to read over Gnogglebolt and Tathi's conversation once the log is saved. :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I missed a lot of it due to seething Matthewness. ^^;;

TMG:<font color="#000000">fiiinally, level 6. @_@

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">It happens.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">I often re-read the logs and catch whole scenes I didn't notice in game. I play through fish-eye lens. :|

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Anyways,

* Dr. Hatari hops to IRC.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">And I almost forgot the 100 mini-session EXP. :o

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I'm pretty sure that's the angriest he's gotten in the whole campaign so far. PAPA WOLF DOES NOT LIKE YOUR TONE. &gt;:E

TMG:<font color="#000000">There. ^^

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">It was a pretty stellar intimidate check.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">I am reminded of the one time I had Otto go all berserk roaring and cursing out whisper, then rolled a 1. x3

* Dr. Hatari will from now on roll, then emote.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Minimal success: Only Frisk is scared.

* Meany disconnects. :o

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

</i>Liatai:<font color="#000000">Campaign file saved. ^^ Disconnect at will, Ghost.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-

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

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