Session 134

RAM has connected.

 VAE has connected.

 Meany has connected.

 Railock has connected.

 Liatai:Gonna upload the file, good lynx? :.

Liatai:Thankee. :3

Meany:So.

Meany:Tullia appearing this session, or no? :v

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Should be!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I'll give you a whisper when you can bring her in, in whatever fashion you choose.

* RAM is prolly gonna miss it.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">About when do you need to go, Ram?

RAM:<font color="#CC0000">About an hour.

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">so before we start

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

</i> Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yeesh. We'd better get rocking soon, then. At least to get who's going in which teleport batch sorted out.

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

</i> Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Hm?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ram's got to leave in about an hour, and he's got the teleport character. :B

Glitch:<font color="#000000">wut I miss?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">So we need to sort out, either IC, OOC, or both, who's going in which teleport batch. Adulian can't take the whole party in one trip.

GM:<font color="#000000">But first! How is everybody today? :D

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

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">alive.

RAM:<font color="#CC0000">I can't even bring up my charsheet.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">y'know, after all the fuss you made of vehicle transport, I'm somewhat surprised teleportation -isn't- going to be blocked... :B

Meany:<font color="#000000">I had ten hours of sleep, via naps.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(pleasedon'tgetmadjustoccurredtomethatmightmakeyoumad... &gt;.&gt; )

Meany:<font color="#000000">And I'm still tired in my marrowbones.

Meany:<font color="#000000">Is this what it feels like to be Hatari?

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

</i> RAM:<font color="#CC0000">Myth-Weaver's servers are 'too busy'

You whisper to Glitch: I'm rewarding a player for thinking of an unorthodox solution. :I So shut it.

VAE:<font color="#000000">haha. It's how being VAE feels at times, like during exams

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oho, audience! :o

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">Anyway.

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">I can take a total of 8 people using all of my level 6 spells.

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">Two trips.

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">Who wants to go?

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Say, do Candlestand and Gnogglebolt count as less, since they're smaller? :.

Jason Storm:<font color="#000000">Taking the wizard on at least one of the trips would be smart, I would think. That way, should we have extra people, she could teleport the rest once she knows the location.

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">I'd like to go

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">Yes.

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">but...it's more dangerous staying here

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Well, how many folks have we got here? Not counting Adulian, one two three...

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">It's 1 medium equivalent per three levels.

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">So..probably best I wait till second batch just in case

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">So 4 medium equivalent per casting for me right now.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">We've got... probably twelve equivalent, if we don't count the dragon.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Dragon(s).

GM:<font color="#000000">Character questions! :D This one's likely to become very relevant.

GM:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is your character adventurous when it comes to food? Does he like to try out new cuisines?&quot;

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

</i> Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Catface. :v

GM:<font color="#000000">:O TWO AUDIENCES!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">She busted out the friend token.

GM:<font color="#000000">Well, this is the only other flappy headwings one I have and it's harder to read! :D *brick'd*

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">I eat just about everything :9

Meany:<font color="#000000">Lia, we answered that question two weeks ago. (:3

GM:<font color="#000000">Oops. Well... Here's one I know we haven't answered in a long time.

GM:<font color="#000000">&quot;Your character gets up one morning in the usual fashion, but the sun never rises. What does she do?&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">=O.o=

Arcalane:<font color="#003399">What can I say? Curiousity killed the cat. But you know, we did send it to Mars and all... &gt;:]

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">I attempt to commune with the sun to see what's going on.

Tullia:<font color="#000000">Wait for the master to give commands.

Burmice:<font color="#000000">I'm in Chel, aren't I? Means it's a day off. Means. . . *turns over to other side, continues trancing*

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">Enjoy some dark.

GM:<font color="#000000">&quot;Your character moves into a new home. What's the first thing he buys for it?&quot;

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

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">guards.

Burmice:<font color="#000000">A bookshelf and a nice chair, I suppose. Don't want my collection of tomes to get moldy. . . plus, I need somewhere to put my works for show.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... dangit, Hatari. I can't look at that cave entrance now without thinking of Lavos. =w=;

Burmice:<font color="#000000">The next thing would likely be traps, or kitchen wares, depending on the neighbourhood.

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">Why would I be getting a home on my own? I don't particularly like being alone. Gets boring.

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">Celebration. I have to get good karma into the bones of the new house, or bad luck and evil spirits will feel welcome.

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">Kiiinda running out of time here. &gt;.&gt;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">Schedule adjustments and upgrades to the building as resources become available.

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">That said, a nice door made of soft wood to claw on :3

GM:<font color="#000000">Sorry sorry. Okay! So. Roll call!

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">rollin rollin rollin

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

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

Glitch:<font color="#000000">...who's Tulia?

Tullia:<font color="#000000">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qCRae5mRoRE

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

Meany:<font color="#000000">Everyone is meany.

* Meany is here and everywhere. Now and always.

GM:<font color="#000000">That's three. Where'd everyone else disappear to?

Glitch:<font color="#000000">no, I mean...who is Tulia? &gt;.&gt;

Eidojeth:<font color="#000000">lol all i know is who i am

GM:<font color="#000000">You'll see. That's all I'll say.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Oh, okay, so I didn't miss anything.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">cool, didn't remember this character for a second and was going &quot;crapcrapcrap&quot;

* VAE here

GM:<font color="#000000">Anyway, welcome welcome audience members! Our audience token is Teeny Rin; you can find her using the Map Explorer. Right now we're on the map Mountain Pass. Audience members are encouraged to ask questions and/or throw popcorn should the mood strike for either. :3

* Dr. Hatari glances in.

VAE:<font color="#000000">I. . . guess I should deal with the logs huh

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">I'm here, had to rinse hair from earlier haircut.

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

* VAE the worst

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Trying to rush an Akellon start.. at 3:19? That's new.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">We don't even have everyone yet. =w=

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">ram's gotta leave soon

GM:<font color="#000000">Well, given our teleporter's about to leave we need to do logistics, and Ghost always clocks out during logistics anyway. *brick'd*

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">And since I'm the one transporting us all to the Citadel...

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">ghost clocks out during EVERYTHING

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">That's sort of an inevitable doom then.

RAM:<font color="#CC0000">True.

RAM:<font color="#CC0000">I think Ghost spends more time on Steam than in Akellon. &gt;.&gt;

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Last session on Akellon, the party met a very dwarfy dragon and his child, and traveled through some tunnels to evade the white dragons now scouring the skies for their drow companion and the spirit within him.

RAM:<font color="#CC0000">If by 'times' you mean 'every Saturday' then yes.

VAE:<font color="#000000">That said hatari, he's leaving soon due to work, anyways

VAE:<font color="#000000">so. . . problem solves itself, I guess

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">2 months

VAE:<font color="#000000">That's soon. It's a fifth of what Yoriver storyline took

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">I shall have an uncontested monopoly on magic striker! \o/

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">That's news to me.

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">and he'll be on a half evening half night shift strange shift

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">he found out yesterday

GM:<font color="#000000">We left off with the party taking shelter in a cavern designated as a Safe Rest for travelers for the night... A scrying session with Nathaniel Toris just ended. Any nighttime RP to get to?

VAE:<font color="#000000">oh, so it's not as bad as thougth?

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">Not really, no.

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">he's getting promoted to 3rd level security liscence, so he'll be carrying a gun. save us all

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

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">I got nuffin

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">I got sausages :3 !

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">sleeping corner!

GM:<font color="#000000">Mmkay. Who's taking first watch?

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">I got a rock.

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">Me-ow!

GM:<font color="#000000">((.... I swear my cat is half blob. She hasn't moved in two hours. *brick'd* ))

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">Bryne and I can cover every watch between us. we only need 2 hours each

GM:<font color="#000000">First watch, please make Spot and Listen checks.

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">I don't need much sleep either, and can catch up during travel time on someone's shoulder anyhow.

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">so...I'll sleep 1st two hours, he'll sleep last two hours

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">(Spot Check : &#171; &#160;1d20+FLOOR(Wisdom/2-5)+0 = 17 + FLOOR(11 / 2 - 5) + 0 = 17&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;) (Listen Check : &#171;  &#160;1d20+FLOOR(Wisdom/2-5)+0 = 17 + FLOOR(11 / 2 - 5) + 0 = 17&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;)

Bryne ap Emyr:<font color="#000000">whoops should of been this guy. (Spot Check : &#171; &#160;1d20+FLOOR(Wisdom/2-5)+0 = 16 + FLOOR(14 / 2 - 5) + 0 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;) (Listen Check : &#171;  &#160;1d20+FLOOR(Wisdom/2-5)+0 = 11 + FLOOR(14 / 2 - 5) + 0 = 13&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;)

Bryne ap Emyr whispers: sorry for wrong person rolling

Smaller White Dragon 3:<font color="#000000">About an hour and a half into the watch, a certain litte troublemaker begins to stir. He wriggles a little bit, testing his bonds, and tries to rip open the ropes binding his muzzle. &#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 10 + 2 = 12&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Smaller White Dragon 3:<font color="#000000">No luck, little dragon.

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 14 + 7 = 21&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Spot &#171;  &#160;1d20+8 = 10 + 8 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Listen if it's needed during night at some point

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Oh, and don't forget

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">when Dragon starts tesing his bonds, the Adaptive Shackles kick in.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Escape artist DC incresed by 3.

* Bryne ap Emyr will pretend like he didn't notice, but keep an eye on it

Smaller White Dragon 3:<font color="#000000">It stays quiet for a few minutes... and then you hear a scraping sound. The little dragon is trying to worm his way across the floor toward the rough cavern walls. &gt;:E

VAE:<font color="#000000">Both logs (133, 44.5) added to wiki

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">Ahahahaha.,

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

</b>Arcalane:<font color="#003399">More like his way, surely?

Smaller White Dragon 3:<font color="#000000">What do you do aside from no-ing, Sszeyl? OOC nos don't stop determined dragonlings. :P

Arcalane:<font color="#003399">...how'd... I'm half asleep again.

Bryne ap Emyr:<font color="#000000">I'm tired of your attempts little dragon. Make a will save DC 19. If you fail, you are at Intelligence and charisma 1 (Feeblemind)

Arcalane:<font color="#003399">Wrong tag. :V More like wyrm his way, surely?

Smaller White Dragon 3:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 12 + 6 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">Picking it up by the bindings, and putting it back where it started.

Smaller White Dragon 3:<font color="#000000">The dragonling is surprisingly limp and... somewhat drooly when you pick it up, Sszeyl. Ew. Drool icicles are starting to form off its lip.

Bryne ap Emyr whispers: (that feeblemind is permanent until it recieves a heal,, limited wish, miracle, or wish)

GM:<font color="#000000">That's all for the first watch. Second watch?

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">:|

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Spot and Listen, please.

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">Since I don't sleep, I can boost all watches.

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">But I'll solo the secnd.

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">second*

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 6 + 11 = 17&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Spot check!

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+12 = 8 + 12 = 20&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Listen check!

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">...did you have to go overkill there? That spell doesn't wear off, now Tom will have to blow a high-level spell to bring him back once we get to the silvers before he can be of any use...

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

Bryne ap Emyr:<font color="#000000">(Spot Check : &#171; &#160;1d20+FLOOR(Wisdom/2-5)+0 = 19 + FLOOR(14 / 2 - 5) + 0 = 21&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;) (Listen Check : &#171;  &#160;1d20+FLOOR(Wisdom/2-5)+0 = 17 + FLOOR(14 / 2 - 5) + 0 = 19&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;)

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">(Spot Check : &#171; &#160;1d20+FLOOR(Wisdom/2-5)+0 = 11 + FLOOR(11 / 2 - 5) + 0 = 11&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;) (Listen Check : &#171;  &#160;1d20+FLOOR(Wisdom/2-5)+0 = 4 + FLOOR(11 / 2 - 5) + 0 = 4&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;)

GM:<font color="#000000">It's all pretty quiet, except for the growling and attempted struggles of the young dragon.

Bryne ap Emyr:<font color="#000000">both of us are up for this one

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">It's worth it. =3= *bricked*

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">Eh, who cares? It's an evil dragon, just leave it.

Bryne ap Emyr:<font color="#000000">It was the only spell that would keep him in check untill we were in a safe zone

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">We wouldn't have gone through all this trouble if we were willing to just casually discard it now.

GM:<font color="#000000">Last watch of the night, Spot and Listen?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">It might atleast know a name.

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">(Spot Check : &#171; &#160;1d20+FLOOR(Wisdom/2-5)+0 = 18 + FLOOR(11 / 2 - 5) + 0 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;) (Listen Check : &#171;  &#160;1d20+FLOOR(Wisdom/2-5)+0 = 20 + FLOOR(11 / 2 - 5) + 0 = 20&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;)

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+12 = 18 + 12 = 30&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Listen check!

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 7 + 11 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Spot check!

GM:<font color="#000000">All quiet until morning. &#171; &#160;1d100 = 65&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Eidojeth:<font color="#000000">hmm ok what is the spot and listen check for ?

VAE:<font color="#000000">Night watch

VAE:<font color="#000000">to see if anything funny's going on

Eidojeth:<font color="#000000">oh ok

GM:<font color="#000000">Good morning, adventurers! It's the dawn of a new day! It's a lovely Nica, Bahamon 8th, 1221 CA, and light snow flurries can be seen outside of the cave entrance.

* RAM is running out of time. &gt;.&gt;

Eidojeth:<font color="#000000">something funny is always going on with you vae LOL

Liatai:<font color="#000000">We're hurrying.

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl slowly walks to the silver.

Markalith:<font color="#000000">The large silver is sprawled across the entrance, filling it, and sound asleep.

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;How long of travel will we need to prepare for?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">Oh wait.

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Bright new day! Gnogglebolt wakes up and strecthes, dons all his gear, and cursorily checks some of his papers of diagrams and equations ans he glances around.

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">Is the child awake, then?

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

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">The cat wakes up and goes through a thorough washing routine.

Isdruanir:<font color="#000000">The smaller one is waking up, curled up inside the curve of the older one's tail.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Today's the day we're going to attempt some teleportation scheme to get all the way to the Citadel?&quot;

* Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth is awake, alert, and ready to go

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

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain awakes silently and prepares his own gear, settling in to watch the proceedings after a light breakfast of trail rations.

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">&#171; &#160;1d20+22 = 12 + 22 = 34&#160; <font color="#CC0000">&#187; Dance and &#171;  &#160;1d20+22 = 16 + 22 = 38&#160; <font color="#CC0000">&#187; Song...

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;We should hurry.&quot;

Malcolm Walker:<font color="#000000">Don't forget to erase any temporary HP you have. Tom's nourishing breakfast that he prepared yesterday has worn off.

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;There is snow in the air, and fresh snow on the ground. Any tracks they have made will have gone.&quot;

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">Anyone awake is treated to a song and dance by Adulian, and those with magic detecting vision can see that barely-there shape fly away for the duration of the song, returning only once it's over. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G7R5FnVoq9M

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Meanwhile, Gnogglebolt goes to check on the white dragon to make sure the adaptive shackles are still engaged...

* Edaric politely heads off to a different area of the cavern to do his own practicing. &#171; &#160;1d20+21 = 10 + 21 = 31&#160;  &#187;

Smaller White Dragon 3:<font color="#000000">Not only are they still engaged, they're tight.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;What the-- (Draconic: Found out it's a bad idea to wiggle out of those, hmm?)&quot;

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">Aww, not gonna play for my dance?

* Thomas Lazarus rubs an eye as he awakens, and throws off his bedroll cover.

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 9 + 3 = 12&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Untrained perform - the cat attempts to sing along.

Railock:<font color="#000000">you know. Since it's permanently the intelligence of a lizard. you could use him to replace sparky

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

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Nope, this is my spell-prepping time. I need to play my own thing. :9

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">But you're a spontaneous caster.

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">^

Glitch:<font color="#000000">flavooor. xP

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">I need to prep my spells like this, you don't. &gt;.&gt;

VAE:<font color="#000000">. . . Edaric went off to do his own thing in the cave corner

Eidojeth:<font color="#000000">Hell I will dance LOL

VAE:<font color="#000000">Play his own thing, even.

* Dr. Hatari perma-groggy, it seems.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">I still need practice. ... Hold on. *throws a brick a a lynx* &gt;:P

VAE:<font color="#000000">http://weknowmemes.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/12/they-said-i-could-do-anything-so-i-masturbated.jpg

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">Once Adulian finished, the shape alights on her shoulder and she turns to address the others. &quot;Yes, I'm going to take some of you with me through the plantlife, and Tathi is going to come back to grab the rest.&quot; :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">...still waiting on &quot;dragon stares blankly and drools slightly&quot;, or should I just assume that?

Edaric:<font color="#000000">... The energy of the dance seems to have gotten to the bard a little bit, and the tune that eventually comes out of the northern tunnel has a bit of energy making it rise. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fu5_9cvqfG0

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom sits in front of the firepit and prays for a time, facing the east.

Smaller White Dragon 3:<font color="#000000">Yep. The drool is easy to see.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; I'll prepare another special breakfast for today. I've no reason to suspect we'll be in any less danger of dragonbattles than before.&quot;

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

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;What happened to the dragon?&quot; Gnogglebolt says loudly.

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">The cat's ears perk up at Tom's mention of special breakfast.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Either this is the best damn &quot;dumb&quot; act I've ever seen or something happened during the night.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus cracks an eye. &quot;?&quot;

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">&quot;So, I can take about eight people total, in two trips. Who wants to come with?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;It has been drooling a while. I do not know how to give it water without undoing the muzzle.&quot;

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll stay behind just in case we are attacked while you are gone. I can hold out longer than most.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;Take Tathi with you in the first trip. She can familiarize, and teleport back to start taking people.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt glances over at the Raptorans. &quot;You were the ones taking watch last night, weren't you? Did you see anything?&quot;

Malcolm Walker:<font color="#000000">The soldier rolls over, then stands up, rolling up his bedroll neatly before starting to apply his armor. &quot;.... That was a nice reveille. &quot;

Bryne ap Emyr:<font color="#000000">&quot;It was trying to escape, crawl out with the bonds on.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;I will go when Swan Song goes.&quot;

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">&quot;Alright, Tathi in trip one. Anyone else want to come along?&quot;

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">&quot;By the time I'd woken up, it was like that.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;Gnogglebolt should also go in trip one. The dragonling as well.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks at Bryne. &quot;...And?&quot;

Jason Storm:<font color="#000000">&quot;It may be wise to take someone with diplomatic strengths in the first trip. If it's successful... I can't imagine that the dragons won't be on high alert.&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll go along with Sszeyl, and Swallowtail, I guess. Unless someone wants me to go beforehand.&quot;

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">&quot;Tathi, Gnogglebolt and the dragon. One more?&quot;

Bryne ap Emyr:<font color="#000000">&quot;It stopped.&quot;

* Edaric comes back around the corner, lute on his back and smiling a bit. &quot;What are we talking about, now?&quot;

Eidojeth:<font color="#000000">wonders what yall are doing

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">Riverdancing.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt glances back at Thomas. &quot;Hang on a sec guys, something's wrong with the dragon. It'll do us no good like this. Thomas, can you come over here for a moment, take a look at it?&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">x3 While logistics happen, Eidojeth, would you like a rundown on the party members so you know who's a PC and who isn't?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; No, actually.&quot; He peers through one cracked eye for a moment before returning to his meditation.

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">Aaand I need to go now.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, when you're done with that then.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">That mandatory uninterruptable hour of prayer a day he has to do.

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's not supposed to do -us- good at all, it's supposed to help the people whose homes are being destroyed. We know nothing about how Whites live, what they need every day to stay healthy, and even if we did, we don't have those things available.&quot;

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">So, yeah. Work out the rest of the trips amongst yourselves I guess. &quot;B

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;The best thing we can do is get it to those who -do- know, the Silvers, right away.&quot;

Eidojeth:<font color="#000000">well I know who railock is and who meany is

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl has been getting more and more Snape, talking down his nose to Gnoggle as he talks.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">at any rate. Should've done this a minute ago. Bryne, roll bluff. Sense motive: &#171; &#160;1d20 = 19&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Just to see.

Eidojeth:<font color="#000000">I not sure who sszeyl is or gnogglebolt

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">I am Glitch

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt is a gnomish inventor, he's Glitch's PC. Thomas is a Pelorite cleric and fiend-hunter, and Dr. Hatari's PC. Sszeyl is a drow monk (in disguise) carrying something that the chromatic dragons in the area desperately want. Railock... you know. :B Vonain is also a PC of Glitch, an aasimar (think part-angel) warlock. Adulian is Ram's PC, a half-orc spirit shaman who sings and dances to praise the spirits for her spells.

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">And I am Glitch, too

Eidojeth:<font color="#000000">oh ok

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">Hey what about me-ow?

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">Meany.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Railock? Bryne really should roll bluff...

Bryne ap Emyr:<font color="#000000">Why. he's stated nothing but facts. it tried to escape, it stopped.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Tathi is Ghostwish's PC, a capricious wood elf wizard. Candlestand is VAE's PC, an awakened (intelligent) talking cat with ties to Pelor, the sun god.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">That's a deliberate bluff and you know it.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Aelian is an NPC half-elven ranger who was &quot;adopted&quot; by Ghostwish -- what, I'm expositing. =3=;

Sszeyl: <font color="#0">(( Social skills don't work on PCs. =3=;;; ))

VAE:<font color="#000000">(they kinda do, actually)

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Yeah, I was gonna say that and Gnogglebolt calls him out right away, but I thought I'd be &quot;fair&quot; first.

Eidojeth:<font color="#000000">ok cool I get it now

VAE:<font color="#000000">. . . where would he pull it from?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Anyway. Aelian is played by Ghostwish, but is technically an NPC. Aelian is Tathi's lover, and best friend of Edaric, the NPC lute-playing bard to the north.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I don't know whether to be more irked at the blatant meta call-out, or party being evasive asshats.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Swallowtail, Malcolm Walker, and Jason Storm are all NPCs.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(Lia? Please call? Tell whether Bryne should roll a bluff or not?)

VAE:<font color="#000000">Blatatnt meta call-out

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I call that you can't tell anything except maybe that Bryne may be acting a bit evasive without further knowledge. You do not know spellcraft. You do not know Bryne's abilities. So you can't tell.

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;Aelian will go with the first wave, Adulian.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;We can't expect him to leave Tathi's side for that long.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt glances back at Bryne. &quot;....You're not telling the whole story. A dragon doesn't just 'end up' like this. And you were watching.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">That said, he can be stupidly suspicious anyhow. That's the beauty of irrationality; it requires no logical bridge

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;Me and Swallowtail will go on the second wave then, anyone want to come with?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;And the rest can come with Tathi.&quot;

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

</i> Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't mind tagging along&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;There's more to it than 'it started moving' and then 'it stopped'.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey. We're not joined at the hip!&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#9900FF">Holy connections batman!

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;You so totally are.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;In every meaningful way.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#000000">.... Hi honey &gt;.&gt;; *brick'd*

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">The cat jumps on Sszeyl's shoulder as usual these days.

Eidojeth:<font color="#000000">Hey ghost whats up

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">Pet pet pet the cat.

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">=3= WHat did I just wake up to? |P

Tathi: <font color="#9900ff">(( Sup! ))

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">*purr*

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... What're we talking about, again?&quot; =3=;

Arcalane: <font color="#3399">(( it's a long story, Ghost. XP ))

Eidojeth:<font color="#000000">pets cat on head as it purrs

Tathi: <font color="#9900ff">(( Elves have long ears. Spill it. :P ))

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

Arcalane: <font color="#3399">(( I'll fill you in on Steam, sec. ))

Bryne ap Emyr:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes. I was. I watched it struggle agaisnt his bonds. I watched it start to move. And then I watched Sszeyel return it to it's position after it stopped. Isn't it better like this anyway? No more having to worry about it calling it's friends down on us. I'm sure whatever's happened is reversable, but really, why care before we're safe within the citadel.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;We're deciding who goes when.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Mum walked in the door. Afk a bit while I settle some business. =w=;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tathi, Aelian, Gnoggle, and the dragon go first.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks at the raptorn for a moment, then walks up to it.

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;I, Swallowtail, and two others go with the second.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;..&gt;What did you do&quot;

Jason Storm:<font color="#000000">It? Harsh.

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;And Tathi carry everyone else.&quot;

Malcolm Walker:<font color="#000000">Nationalism. *brick'd*

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Tell you what... Why don't Tom or I go with the first wave instead of Gnogglebolt?&quot; =3=; &quot;He seems kind of... occupied.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt glances over his shoulder. &quot;Tom, me, and the dragon at least.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt glances back to the raptoran. &quot;Now what did you do&quot; Gnogglebolt then does a deliberatly bad impersonation of Bryn's voice. &quot;Oh, itsn't it better like this? Now we don't have to worry about its friends! I'm sure its reversible..&quot; Gnogglebolt then drops the impersonation. &quot;Yeah, that's innocent.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;You did something, what was it?&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tom is still praying, so you, Ed?&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;He prevented it from causing trouble, if anything.&quot;

* Edaric shrugs, and settles in for another round of Guardian arguing. =3=; He takes his lute off his back and sits by the fire. &quot;Well, we should all eat breakfast before we go, so it's best to wait for Tom anyway.&quot;

Bryne ap Emyr:<font color="#000000"> &quot;I was on watch. I made sure it didn't escape, nor alert our enemies. WE cannot keep relying on silences and magical holds. If you'd like a true demonstration of what it's going through I'm sure we could arrainge a demonstration.&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;The thing was pretty quiet during mine and Sszeyl's patrol, after all.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt scoffs in disgust.

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;Now, can we focus on important things, like breakfast?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;....Reversible, you said?&quot;

* Edaric begins to pick a tune out. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GjxYTIohdBM

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">Tathi lifts her head from her spellbook a moment, clearing a bit of her hair out of the way as she looks at the party a moment. She glances to each in turn, shakes her head slowly, and then goes back to her spellbook.

Bryne ap Emyr:<font color="#000000"> &quot;Of course. I'm sure that Sir Thomas would have no problem reversing it. If he does, than I have severely misjudged him. But we could ask the dragons at that point.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Then that's the oly reason I'm not throwing you out on your ears right now. Do not pull stuff like that without at least telling one of the rest of us, -any- of us, what you're doing.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We've had enough of people 'in thr group' trying to work behind our backs.&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">The cat assumes a meditative stance on top of Sszeyl's shoulder, in quiet contemplation of the Sun, its power and the life it grants to the world.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">=3=;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt walks away and drops the subject.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Gnogglebolt, you are enforcing.&quot;

Bryne ap Emyr:<font color="#000000"> &quot;If you wait for others approvals, you often just endanger everyone like a fool. I won't act like a fool to appease your ego.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">yep. 's called forward thinking

Sszeyl:<b><font color="#000000">&quot;What's in the past is done.&quot;

</b>Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt glances at Swallowtail. &quot;And? Someone's gotta do it, and Thomas is occupied.&quot;

* Edaric keeps picking the slightly discordant ambling tune out nervously.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not what meant.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;Now, everyone with some food, eat it, everyone without, tell me what you want.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Enforcing... nickname.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;Arguing Guardian.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Pah! They're not Guardians yet.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;You are.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9900FF">Aelian sighs. &quot;At this point, we may as well forget about being Vigilant at all. We are the Arguing Guardians.&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;You're working with several fellows back from Amaya.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;You are always arguing. Patience.&quot; Swallowtail looks aside coldly. &quot;Or we will need throw you out.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Hey. That's uncalled for, Swallowtail.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;During the night, one of them goes and does something, without telling any of the rest of you what he did, something that could have been a danger to the group.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;You only find out about it after the fact.&quot;

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

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;It was not a danger. You compare fish to birds.&quot;

Bryne ap Emyr:<font color="#000000"> &quot;How does preventing a prisoner from escaping or alerting enemiees a danger to us?&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9900FF">Aelian glances at his spellbound lover. &quot;I'm surprised you're not jumping in on this. You've usually got something to say.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;It could have been. If whatever he did to the dragon wasn't reversible, then we went through everything for nothing.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">Tathi glances up and over at Aelian. &quot;If we had a son, what would you name him?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;He considers unmonitored spellcasting a danger, from my time with im.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">him*

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

Jason Storm:<font color="#000000">&quot; Well. That certainly explains where the name came from. &quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9900FF">You hear a dinner platter shatter. His head jerks back. &quot;Rightsobacktothearguing.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Plot twist; that becomes the kid's name.

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Mm-hmm.&quot; Tathi says, going back to her spellbook.

* Liatai is brick'd.

Tathi: <font color="#9900ff">(( *ALL OF THE FOAM BRICKS* ))

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;So?&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;And if mice had gills cats would have to swim to eat.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;Everyone eating?&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;He is a mage - he probably knows what he has done.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;We're waiting for Tom's breakfast, Sszeyl... like we said...&quot; ^^;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">Get the feeding tube.

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">We're doing this the Renegade way.

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;And how to reverse it. Don't you.. Bryne?&quot;

Bryne ap Emyr:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes.&quot;

Eidojeth:<font color="#000000">sure is taking tom long time to do breakfast LOL

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Eidojeth, this is Akellon. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">yes, I'm waiting for Hatari to go DBZ faux minutes.

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">I blame Glitch and Lia. :V

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;Then all is well.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I don't know what stories Rail's shared with you, but we have spent sessions on nothing but eating lunch. :P

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Hours-long sessions. :B

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">Hey, lunch is an important thing

Bryne ap Emyr:<font color="#000000"> &quot;I know of four methods to reverse it when the time comes, and unless I have misjudged Sir Thomas, the easiest should be well within his grasp.&quot;

Eidojeth:<font color="#000000">LOL yap me and rail just got done with lunch right before game

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Meanwhile, Vonain has just been watching everything with those solid gold eyes, though he occasionall cocks his head to the side as if thinking of something.

Meany:<font color="#000000">Well now we're in a pickle.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">anytime, Hatari... :B

Meany:<font color="#000000">We have one character whose player is leaving any minute.

Meany:<font color="#000000">And another who is afk because of family.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Already left, meany.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Ram's gone.

Meany:<font color="#000000">Ah.

* Meany kicks Glitch in the shin.

Meany:<font color="#000000">Why didn't you say so earlier?

Glitch:<font color="#000000">he -did- say so earlier.

VAE:<font color="#000000">That's an odd place to kick someone. In fact before I found it in a dictionary I thought that shin = butt

Meany:<font color="#000000">I didn't say why didn't -he- say so earlier.

Meany:<font color="#000000">I said why didn't -you- say so earlier. :U

* Meany puts an orca hat on Glitch.

* Meany is a bit loopy today. Caffiene is taking effect.

Arcalane:<font color="#003399">Business as usual, then.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... So, there's one thing I'm a little lost on. Could someone explain why we're taking the dragon first, and not Sszeyl?&quot; :.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">did Hatari go afk and I missed it?

Arcalane:<font color="#003399">Yes.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yeah, he's dealing with a little IRL business.

Arcalane:<font color="#003399">His mother walked in the door, or something.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">oh. Damn.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt blinks and looks up.

Meany:<font color="#000000">And why he didn't shoot her is beyond me.

Meany:<font color="#000000">:V

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Dragon, Tom, Sszeyl, me?&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tathi, Aelian, Ed, Dragon.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;What's the limit on this, anyway?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;Four plus Adulian.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;Two trips.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Only four? Yeah. Sszeyl, you, the dragon, and Tom at -least- should be the first to go, and I'd like to be the fouth as well. I want to know what we're dealing with and not miss any of it.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;To which I say Tathi, with her teleporting powers, should go first.&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;What about flipping a coin?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;And if she goes, Aelian has to go.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;What? Does this plantport thing not work more than once?&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;We'll decide quicker that way.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;Because by Vandria's Shield I don't have a crowbar strong enough to pry them apart.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Gnogglebolt, you fail at math.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;She can take eight people in total. There are more than eight present.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Or we could try sending a diplomatic party first, instead of dropping the Wyrmseed, and a fledgling dragon of their enemies right in the midst of them.&quot; Tathi growls under her breath.

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ergo, we need more teleportation.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Okay, no one said the shaman can take only eight, or if they did, I missed it.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey, if they do go seperately, it gives Tathi a reason to come back and not get lost in dragon lo --&quot; And the elf speaks. o.o;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But I thought you said Adulian can take four in one trip?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So which is it? Four, or eight?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;And she can make two trips.&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;Four times two is eight&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;Even a cat knows that&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Okay, thank you, I didn't hear two trips either.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, who do you think should be in the diplomatic party then, Tathi? You have to go, probably in the first bunch, since you've got the teleport magic for the rest of us.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;No, you were busy arguing morality with raptorians.&quot;

* Dr. Hatari catches up.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Fine then. Tathi, Aelian, Thomas, and me. I guess that is a good idea, gives us a chance to explain both the dragon and you.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">We haven't completely flown apart while I was gone, have we?

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;I have been doing logistics back here during that time.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Nope. Just standard Guardian arguing. :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">We're in the process of murder

Glitch:<font color="#000000">no but we're waiting for you to 'wake up'

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Myself, you, Thomas, and I would nominate Maelgwyn. Make it an initiation for him joining the Guardians.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;I do not object to this.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...I do object to that.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot; Of course. &quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Of course you do.&quot; Tathi says, rolling her- NINJA'D LITERALLY.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt glances over at Thomas. Wakey-wakey yet?

* Malcolm Walker just quietly starts putting on his armor and practicing a sword form in the background.

Tathi: <font color="#9900ff">(( *tackle-pounces Swallowtail* ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Okay I see there's a lot to catch up on so this will probably be minutes.

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well. Does it matter?&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;I mean, you lot are far from your headquarters, right?&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Pausing then...

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;So, whether the two raptorans are guardians now, or they aren't changes nothing.&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;So, why argue and hassle about it now?&quot;

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">&quot;Who would remain here to defend the group should it come under attack?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Everyone else.&quot; She says simply.

Malcolm Walker:<font color="#000000">&quot;I will.&quot;

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth: <font color="#0">(( cause then the wouldn't be arguing guardians of course ))

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't mind, either.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt glances at Maelgwyn. &quot;You know, that would be a good way to earn my trust, at least. Why don't you stay here to guard?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll consider that a point in your favor.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus opens his eyes with a smile. :3

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;What?&quot; *bricked*

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;You're not a nomination, Gnogglebolt. Forget about that in advance. Removing Maelgwyn will not change that.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt glances over at Thomas. &quot;....Alright. So, Thomas, you, me, and Tathi and Aelian will be going with Adulian to the citadel, if you're up for it.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">His face falls as he sees business as usual. =3=

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;I would take Swallowtail's shy little face before I took you.&quot;

* Edaric switches tack a bit, trying to inject some peace into the air. Peeeace... serenityyyyyyy... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GqsGBZ3yj-Y

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+21 = 15 + 21 = 36&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &quot; Mornin' Tom. &quot;

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">&quot;Why would I need to earn your trust? Are you in chage of this operation? From what I've seen...you are not.&quot;

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain, having seen enough, steps forward. &quot;If I may make a comment?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus offers a little wave.

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;No.&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;Gnogglebolt, myself, and a third member not present right now are Founders. But there are no leaders in this squad at least.&quot;

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain glances at Tathi. &quot;..Pardon?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well! It's time for breakfast.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">She looks to Aelian, pointing at Vonain. &quot;Called it.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus stands.

Aelian:<font color="#9900FF">Aelian just sighs.

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;We have a second squad at home who are under the tutelage of another member in the adventuring trade.&quot;

* Edaric plays a final chord and stands up to follow Tom. :3

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain looks at Tathi oddly, before ignoring her and turning to the rest. &quot;...At any rate.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;You asked for permission. I said no. Is common difficult for you?&quot; Tathi says as she gets up and follows Thomas.

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Having been watching this group for a bit, I do see why you've gotten your, heh, nickname. Though, it's not because this group has disagreements.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas begins a prayer that was already partially complete in his head, and makes an almost orchestra conductor-like few gestures at the rear of the cave.

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">Tathi gets the idea to start a band in Eytherinu. RUN THOMAS.

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Why, 'disagreements' are an important part of my Order...but, where things come up short here, I'm seeing, is that this group has not developed any quick and efficient way of resolving disagreements.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">With a golden pulse, a familiar banquet table springs into reality, laden with nice smells of a hearty eastern breakfast. Steamy eggs and fresh toast and syrup and sausage and ham and just everything you could hope for, piled on course upon course, all along the length. There's surely enough for a hungry army squad or two!

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot; Gnogglebolt's just being contrary again. Nothing new. &quot; Oh hey! :.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">THAT WAS BIGGER THAN I -- D: Tathi: <font color="#9900ff">(( lol gm ))

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Okay that's better. \o/

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">Ham! Sausages! Eggs! Bread! Everything! :9

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

* Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth sits down to eat, theteleportation order is in the hands of those who care

Tathi: <font color="#9900ff">(( okay, assume Tathi and Aelian are eating. I'm sorry but I'm tired of smelling myself. *rubs self all over Arcalane* ))

* Bryne ap Emyr also goes to eat

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Spur-of-the-moment is not really the best time to work them out, but, I can offer this opinion; since this group here is primarily Guardians, on a Guardian mission involving a Guardian member, it stands to reason only those who are guardians should go in the firstr group, for best cohesion. I could stay here, along with the raptorans and everyone else. There's no shame in rear guard.&quot;

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

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

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain then moves over to eat.

Tathi: <font color="#9900ff">(( SWEAT-SPECTER. ))

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">As does Gnogglebolt.

Isdruanir:<font color="#000000">A begging dragonling is noticed.

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">The cat pounces on the far edge of the table and helps himself.

* Thomas Lazarus sags with a heavy sigh.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Is that what everyone's fired up about? Really?&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;Seems like it.&quot;

Markalith:<font color="#000000">&quot;Isdruanir, manners. Begging is beneath us.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;It also implies you are not welcome.&quot;

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">A sad grin tugs at Vonain's mouth. &quot;..As I said, your group doesn't seem to have worked out any quick and efficient ways of resolving disagreements.&quot;

Isdruanir:<font color="#000000">Ahem-hem, throat-clear. Dignity! =3=

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">The white is hefted by Sszeyl. &quot;What do we have that we can give to the white?&quot;

Isdruanir:<font color="#000000">&quot;... May I please have some?&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;Come and grab! It's not like it cost money or what&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You most certainly may. Although I might humbly request our magnificent draconic friends eat in their shorter-statured forms. Even this feast will be over too soon if I tried to feed your father.&quot; |D

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">Grabs some bread, and walks off.

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">&quot;I dont care when I go, I jsut thought I'd be staying untill the end in case danger attacked, untill someone brought my name up.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">Two bites for him.

Markalith:<font color="#000000">&quot;Duly noted.&quot;

Isdruanir:<font color="#000000">&quot;... How short?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Sszeyl, I summoned this for you.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">It's a pitcher of briny ocean water. =3=

* Sszeyl drinks.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Or perhaps briney I don't know how spelling.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh, ah, I dunno. Whatever you think is best.&quot; ^^;

Isdruanir:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mmkay. Small it is.&quot;

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain nods over to Malegwyn. &quot;Which sounds fair enough. And if you have no particular interest in going first, at least for the moment, then for expediency's sake, the teleporting magus, her consort, the gnome, and you, sir Thomas, going in the first group sounds like a good enough idea. Ultimately, it doesn't matter when the rest arrive, we'll all get there eventually. Having Guardians on scene first to quickly explain themselves without the confusion of non-guardians potentially adding extra complexity or slowing things down sounds best to me.&quot;

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

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Simple and quick.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Renia muse would've prestidigitized a 'YOU MUST BE THIS TALL' sign. ))

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;But, that is only my opinion, and I am neither a Guardian myself.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;I guess we'll have to wait until the citadel to get food for you.&quot;

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain continues eating his food.

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm sorry, but your own belligerance caused this.&quot;

Isdruanir:<font color="#000000">The small dragon shrinks tremendously, feathers growing in the place of scales... A tiny white owl shakes out its feathers, then hops its way over to Tom. Am I small enough? :3

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">It's got lizard intelligence. put food in front of it and it'll eat

Smaller White Dragon 3:<font color="#000000">Grrrrrrrrrrrwl.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Ooh..!&quot; :o &quot;I didn't realize..&quot; :3c

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">Le offer bread. =3= Wait, you're muzzled.

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">Can't undo that yet.

* Thomas Lazarus shoots the dragon an evil look. &quot;...&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">..I mean. The white dragon. &gt;.&gt; *bricked*

Isdruanir:<font color="#000000">Oh. Whew! |D;

Arcalane:<font color="#003399">Specify, next time! :v

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I'm not used to multiple dragons aaaa

* Thomas Lazarus pulls out a chair for the owl.

Isdruanir:<font color="#000000">Hop hop flutter hop. Hoo! :v

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">..It's kind of a meaningless gesture but it worked.

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

* Malcolm Walker picks something up off the table... then gets up and walks it over to Sszeyl.

Tathi: <font color="#9900ff">(( *clean ghost-dog jumps in and rolls around in Liatai's laundry* ))

Malcolm Walker:<font color="#000000">&quot;.... This is a pear.&quot;

* Malcolm Walker offers the fruit.

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;The unpatriotic one, right?&quot;

Malcolm Walker:<font color="#000000">Back to the table, since Meany's AFK.

Malcolm Walker:<font color="#000000">Flinch. .... Nod. =3=;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GM-bQsbrGs4&amp;feature=player_detailpage#t=20s

* Dr. Hatari bricked

Arcalane: <font color="#3399">(( ...unpatriotic pears? ))

Tathi: <font color="#9900ff">(( hatari wat da fuq is dis. XP ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">With the FEEEEAST well underway, we'll roll for the days empowered vitality. Everyone will get &#171; &#160;1d8+6 = 8 + 6 = 14&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; temporary HP for 12 hours.

Thomas Lazarus:<b><font color="#FF0000">MAXIMUM FILLING.

</b>Liatai:<font color="#000000">The apple tree is the national tree of Akellon. There was a debate last session over the differences between and the respective merits of apples and pears.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Candlestand eventually declared that pears were &quot;long apples that are unpatriotic.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Or something like that. So. :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">:V

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl chews the pear.

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;Less crisp than an apple.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;Flesh is slightly softer.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;The flavor is more...watery?&quot;

Malcolm Walker:<font color="#000000">&quot; Juicy. &quot; =3=;

Tathi: <font color="#9900ff">(( 5:24 WHUT ))

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Malcolm can barely handle the pear scrutiny. You might say the criticism is unpearable.

Jason Storm:<font color="#000000">&quot;A body could get spoiled, having breakfasts like this every day. Not that I'm complaining, mind.&quot; :9

* Thomas Lazarus has some toast with bacon and syrup and eggs on it. O_o

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

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">You're crusin' for a horse-whippin', boy.

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl takes a pear, and cuts it up with butterfly swords into pieces small enough to fit through the muzzle.

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">The white dragon has some pieces offered.

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">to it*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Maybe I should resolve to not do this anymore when we're not at risk of dragons..&quot;

Smaller White Dragon 3:<font color="#000000">It hisses like a bull alligator through its muzzle, and tries to snap Sszeyl's fingers as well as the pear if he doesn't move them quickly enough.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; Mnnnbut it's so goood~&quot; |9

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">&quot;Better than running out of food by far though.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;That is what is terrible about being a cleric, Thomas.&quot; Tathi says.

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

</i> enough nomming the table abruptly disappears. *falls on floor -- bricked*

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Your gifts are to be used responsibly, within the dogma of your deity.&quot;

Markalith:<font color="#000000">The dwarfgon has a plate piled high with smatterings of everything.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">588. Paladins are immune to STDs, but if I take advantage of this ability, I lose it. Wonderful paradox, isn't it?

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">I have an inherit move speed twice that of a mortal.

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Me? If I want to go level Braxton Falls tomorrow? Hells yeah.&quot; She says with a grin.

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;Level up a town? Whyso?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">I think I have enough speed to dodge one dragon with not enough room to get bite force down properly.

* Thomas Lazarus handwaves. =w=;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;That said. . . if you can pull this off, why not?&quot;

Tokens dropped onto map 'Mountain Pass'Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well it's plenty within the Shining One's dogma to feed and protect those who'll need it.&quot;

Holdart:<font color="#000000">Who says you lose that ability if you take advantage of it?

Holdart:<font color="#000000">re: arcalane :P

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;So I suppose this is fine for today.&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;I mean, you are a cleric of Pelor, aren't you? The sun provides for all whenever it can, Tom.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Ohhh, see? Thomas is getting smarter!&quot; But he's still dumber than Kor. &quot;He's finding loopholes!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyone going to wear their fancy new outfits that I worked for a while to design and create?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;Except Swallowtail.&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;It is not a loophole, Tathi.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus huffs. &quot;..It's not some contract that needs exploiting. If his wishes and mine weren't aligned, I wouldn't be a so-called 'cleric' in the first place.&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">The cat nods

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;... so. I have question.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;So, Pelor summons feasts willy-nilly, eh? I must have missed that particular dogma.&quot; She says with a smirk, and then looks to Sszeyl. &quot;Hardly the time to be fancy, Sszeyl.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Where are the plants here? I see snow, rocks, snow, ice, more snow.&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;Everything you have ever eaten has arisen through the Sun's grace, Tathi.&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;He provides for us all, in one form or another.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">The table seriously does begin to glow, though. It gives everyone a safe ten or fifteen seconds of warning as it burns away into golden motes of light, before the table and chairs themselves leave this world.

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;No..&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;I had fungi once.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">You didn't have mushroom for anything else after that, though?

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;Fungi grow on wood.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not entirely true.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;But I'm nitpicking, and not going into a battle of dogma.&quot;

Isdruanir:<font color="#000000">The owl flutters to the ground, beak still clamped around a piece of toast. ovo

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It's not a feast for luxury, Tathi. I consider this a critical preparation for the dangers ahead of us. If we hadn't eaten this, it might just hit us in the middle of a melee what it is we're fighting against, and morale could break.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;Shall we?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus clubs his chest once. |3 &quot;Plus it'll help protect us.&quot;

Markalith:<font color="#000000">&quot;Clever of you.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well, we fought along a great dragon once long before we ever had to fight against any. I saw what that could do.&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">Of course, the cat leaped off the table the moment it began disappearing under its fluffy butt, clutching a short chain of sausages in its teeth.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Well.&quot; He wipes his face and tries to recompose himself. &quot;I guess it's time to get back to our grisley quest, then. Teleporting through.. trees, was it..?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Sounds like we need to find some plants.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright, let's go find a pine tree Adulian can use.&quot;

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright, let's go find a pine tree Adulian can use.&quot;

Markalith:<font color="#000000">&quot;Trees do not grow very well at the heights of the Citadel. What you will want to look for is a patch of low plants.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">This sounds like the buildup to a &quot;do bears shit in the woods?&quot; joke

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;Clover, moss, bushes?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Drat. I need to go afk for 5-10m. Please carry on, Tom follows.

Edaric: <font color="#0">(( Sheesh, lynx, you've been on a potty-minded streak. Do you need to take a break? :B *brick'd* ))

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright, so...Tathi, Adulian, Thomas, Aelian? C'mon, let's get this over with...&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">*snrk* Luckily, not.

Markalith:<font color="#000000">&quot;Moss is closest.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thank you, sir.&quot; Gnogglebolt nods to Markalith. &quot;Moss it is.&quot;

Markalith:<font color="#000000">&quot;... No. I meant that moss is closest to what you will be looking for.&quot;

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

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's the final mix, huh?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt goes over to the mouth of the cave, and waits for the other four folks.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;--!&quot; Ed snaps his fingers suddenly. &quot;Say, Tathi, Ael, Tom, whichever of you. I just thought of something.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Hrm?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;What happens if you guys get attacked by dragons on the way there and need backup?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;I've still got that speech-linking spell I cast on Swallowtail back in the Yoriver tunnels.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Oh yeah! That's a good precaution, actually.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's right, the Citadel is probably being watched right now...&quot;

Bryne ap Emyr:<font color="#000000"> &quot;I could also link some of us togeteher telepathically If need be&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;You can?&quot; :. &quot;.. Oh yeah, that was you that did it yesterday.&quot; :3

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;What's the range on that? My spell's good for anywhere as long as nobody starts planehopping, once it's cast. Thought's faster than speech, though.&quot;

Bryne ap Emyr:<font color="#000000"> &quot;As long as you are on the same plane, it will work. But It can only connect a few. how many can you connect?&quot;

* Edaric scratches his chin. &quot;... Just me and one other person with one casting, as far as I know. Haven't played around with it much.&quot;

Bryne ap Emyr:<font color="#000000"> &quot;Ah. I could add two to my lord and I for communication.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">Don't mind me.

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">Just feeding pears to a dragon.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Let's go with your spell, then.&quot;

Bryne ap Emyr:<font color="#000000"> &quot;Which two should I connect?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt, listening to the conversation, just shrugs. &quot;Whoever works. Thomas is an obvious choice.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, one of the people going, obviously. And... hmm.&quot;

Tathi whispers: *bonks!*

Tathi whispers: I've been here for how long and you didn't bug me for the brother's name? XP Theress.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm okay with running relay with messages if nobody else is up for it. Never done anything with telepathy, though..&quot; ^^;

* Dr. Hatari catches up

Bryne ap Emyr:<font color="#000000"> &quot;So Sir thomas and yourself?&quot;

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

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">No you're not. :V

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">Yes he is!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Wow that connections window is misleading. Only 5 present PCs. |D;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">I'm starring as Sir-Not-Appearing-In-This-Game! \o/

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It shouldn't take that long.. right?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Just an instant..?&quot;

Bryne ap Emyr:<font color="#000000"> &quot;An instant when we are seperated, and much could happen in an instant. What if something allows you to teleport in, but not out? We could never know.&quot;

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">&quot;Or if we get attacked, we might need you all to return

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Attacked in the span of a few seconds..?&quot; |3;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;You're overthinking this.&quot;

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">&quot;Our opponents are dragons.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I'm tempted to make a joke about 'flighty' folk but that would be rude. *bricked*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;.. White  dragons .&quot; He looks off at the foolish captive. &gt;.&gt;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Let's get back onto the path and search for a good patch of brush to use. If we're going to get attacked at all, it'll probably be then. So lets prepare and all go together, safely.&quot;

Bryne ap Emyr:<font color="#000000"> &quot;Still just in case.&quot; And..Rary's telepathic bond Thomas, Ed, Mael, Bryne.

Bryne ap Emyr:<font color="#000000">110 mins

Teeny Rin:<font color="#000000">now thomas just needs to get bryne and mael to drop out and he'll be alone in his head with ed

Liatai:<font color="#000000">This poor finch papa outside. ^^;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">wut? :.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">There's a house finch that keeps coming to the feeder, closely followed by one of his kids. I can tell it's one of his kids because (a) it's got juvenile coloring, and (b) it keeps following him peeping and begging to be fed. |D;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&quot;We're AT A BIRDFEEDER, GODS.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&quot;FEEEEED MEEEEEEE D| &quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">&quot;Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Yeah well don't be too disappointed if I treat the affair with professionalism and maturity. =3= Thomas heads over to the cave mouth with a sigh.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">You? Mature?

</i> Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I LIKED YOU BETTER WHEN IT WAS ACTUALLY ME.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">&gt;:3

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is that it?&quot; ''Hm, how does this work. Hello?''

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">If you believe that maybe I can convince you I'm humble?

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

</i> Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">~Hello~

Bryne ap Emyr:<font color="#000000"> ~We are all connected.~

Edaric:<font color="#000000">~''Ah, okay, it's that easy. Hello.''~ :3

Markalith:<font color="#000000">The large dragon quickly assumes his regular shape, fussing over the formation. &gt;|

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(Lia, you're going to need to move Audulian. &gt;.&gt; )

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">Wait for meeeeee!

Markalith:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is this everyone? Do you have everything? You may walk beneath my wings.&quot; Fuss fuss nudge.

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot; When did the dwarf dragon become a momma dragon?&quot;

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

Isdruanir:<font color="#000000">The owl settles on his father's shoulder.

* Markalith nods approvingly. &quot;Now. Have you any naturalists in your group?&quot;

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

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Ones who use nature-magic?&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9900FF">Aelian nods. &quot;Me.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Aelian's got a good eye for nature if that's what you're asking.&quot; Ed nods in agreement.

Markalith:<font color="#000000">&quot;Keep a sharp eye out, then, elf. Staying out in the elements is ill-advised.&quot; The dragon checks the area around the mouth of the cave.

Markalith: <font color="#0">(( Translation: roll Search and Survival checks, please. :3 ))

Aelian:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Frankly, I don't know what else eyes are for.&quot; Aelian says with a smug grin.

Aelian:<font color="#9900FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+16 = 15 + 16 = 31&#160; <font color="#9900FF">&#187; spot

Aelian:<font color="#9900FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+16 = 12 + 16 = 28&#160; <font color="#9900FF">&#187; survival!

Aelian:<font color="#9900FF">CASE IN POINT. THANK YOU RNG. (I still hate you)

Aelian:<font color="#9900FF">(though letting Ephy plank into the water with a nat 20 was pretty awesome)

Markalith:<font color="#000000">It's not long at all before Aelian points out a healthy patch of alpine plants!

* Markalith double-takes at the speed. &quot;.... Impressive.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well..&quot; He rubs the back of his neck and raises his brows.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Guess we'll try our best.. maybe Nathaniel got a message through.. here's hoping.&quot; ^^;

Aelian:<font color="#9900FF">Aelian just shrugs. &quot;It's always come as second nature to me. But, if there's talking to be done, let Ed do it.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">~I'll try to.. 'think real loud' about what happens. {|3~

</i> Adulian:<font color="#000000">Adulian lays her hands on the sides of the patch of seedum climbing its way along the rockface, preparing for the spell.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">~Good luck,~ Ed sends along the link.

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">~Hopefully this linke won't be needed~

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt watches Adulian, waiting for a cue if he needs to do anything actively to participate.

Adulian:<font color="#000000">The plants glow a little bit around the edges, appearing to deepen and grow thicker, until you can no longer see the rock beyond them. It's just a tunnel of small round green leaves on all sides, large enough for a human to step into with ease. Adulian smiles, and offers her hands to the other travelers.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">With only slight hesitation, Gnogglebolt reaches out to join her.

* Thomas Lazarus hesitates. {83 Is this going to be some crazy launching fall trippy druid thing --

Adulian:<font color="#000000">As soon as everyone's clasping hands... she YANKS them into the wall, through the patch of plants! &gt;:3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Oh wait everyone can hear me. &gt;.&gt; *bricked*

</i> Edaric:<font color="#000000">If it is, at least it'll make a good story -- whoa!

</i> O_o

Adulian:<font color="#000000">The others see Tom, Gnogglebolt, Tathi, Aelian, Kor, and Adulian step into the wall through the plants -- and vanish!

Adulian:<font color="#000000">Those inside the spell are pulled along by the chandak through a short tunnel of leaves and brush crunching under your feet as you run, the tunnel closing behind you... and opening up to a brightly lit area!

Adulian:<font color="#000000">When your ears stop popping, you may go to Skydragon Citadel.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">Fortunately, ears are not like pringles.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Say &quot;fountain&quot; when you're loaded. :3

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

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Well that only a thousand times more enjoyable.:&quot; She says, and glances about. &quot;That's a lovely fountain.&quot;

* Arcalane snerks at the guy near the NE tree.

GM:<font color="#000000">The tunnel of greenery exits in a bright, warm --

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

Arcalane:<font color="#003399">Immediate thought: &quot;It's Sam!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">HEY WHO'RE YOU &gt;:O

* VAE exploits fact nothingto do with Candle is happening, goes boil noodles

GM:<font color="#000000">HEY HEY HEY GET OUTTA HERE &gt;:O

GM:<font color="#000000">Oh come on, please? It's Skydragon Citadel, not Skysquiggly Citadel.

GM:<font color="#000000">No! Go! Shoo shoo shoo.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#000000">dm is arguing with herself. ...were all doomed

GM:<font color="#000000">Sorry about that. Anyway!

GM:<font color="#000000">The tunnel of greenery exits in a bright, warm, and humid room. Your feet stop crunching and instead sink into soft soil -- you seem to be in some kind of small garden, with a cheerily-bubbling fountain in the middle. The room is covered in windows, and you can see many other plants.

Skytouched Herald:<font color="#000000">&quot;EEEEEEEK!&quot;

Skytouched Herald:<font color="#000000">Oh yes. And people.

* Thomas Lazarus stares somewhat awkwardly at the new face, dumbfounded. o3o &quot;..Ahm.. hello..&quot; He rubs the back of his neck and winces a little as he tries to look non-threatening.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We come in peace we come in peace!&quot;

Halfling Warrior:<font color="#000000">One of them blows a signal whistle and immediately makes for the door at the sudden arrival of people.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sorry for the invasive...o0h boy. Yep, gotta go through this whole thing.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well crap. &quot; He calls out after the fleeing girl, &quot;Could you please tell Mr. Calaserian we'd love to speak with him please?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt sighs and starts making sure his weapons are well-stowed. &quot;I didn't think we'd get this close...&quot;

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

* Thomas Lazarus wince.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">You had two silver dragons right there, why didn't you take one of them with you?!

</i> Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;No good, Thomas, they're gonna have to go through the whole thing of processing us as invaders before we can prove we're not a threat.&quot;

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">cause they aren't going

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Those two dragons are deliberately staying -out- of Citadel politics. :B

* Thomas Lazarus sighs and rests his knuckles on his waist. &quot;..I guess.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;So. We should just wait here, then?&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">Of course.

</i> Scarred Silver Dragon:<font color="#000000">BAM! The door flies open, and two silver dragons burst into the room, one of them leaping right over one of the fountains. &quot;(What's the --)&quot; &gt;:O !!!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt steps forward, off the plantbed, and stands straight with his hands up.

* Thomas Lazarus atleast does the plants the courtesy of not stepping on them

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Perhaps step off their nice plants first.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Hands still up.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot; Follow my lead, guys, we gotta put them at ease.&quot;

Scarred Silver Dragon:<font color="#000000">He barrels over the fountains to get right in the group's face. Lucky thing you ate breakfast. &gt;:[

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">o_o; Tom double-takes at Gnogglebolt and mimes the gesture.

Scarred Silver Dragon:<font color="#000000">&quot;Who are you, and where did you come from?!&quot; he roars.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks up at the dragon calmly--thank you, Thomas--, and answers slowly, enunciating each word in a calm voice.

Scarred Silver Dragon:<font color="#000000">&quot;Don't move, you're surrounded.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We are the Vigilant Guardians, and we came from elsewhere in the mountain. I apologize, we did not think we would get so close to you. Very sorry for the abrupt entrance. We must see Calasarian, or someone under him.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We have the Wyrmseed.&quot;

Scarred Silver Dragon:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hah! A likely story!&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Then what measures do you have to verify authenticity?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">Tathi just lets out a huge, long, drawn out sigh.

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Hey.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Still speakign slowly and calmly, with hands up.

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Where's Theress?&quot;

Smooth Silver Dragon:<font color="#000000">The other silver dragon is much less... exciteable. She watches the elves. &quot;Step off the plants. Hands where we can see them, please.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(And heh...I recognize the One-Eyed Crone image. xP She's from Eberron. Neat.)

Scarred Silver Dragon:<font color="#000000">&quot;You've already done yourself in, spies. You claim to have the Wyrmseed? Pfah! You don't have the Wyrmseed with you. Anyone halfway educated could see that!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;That is because we left him behind with the rest of our people.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Our shaman here could only carry four.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We thought we would arrive outside the citadel, and we did not want the Wyrmseed in the open.&quot;

Scarred Silver Dragon:<font color="#000000">&quot;Which chromatic sent you, hm?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas decides that an explanation would be more disarming than guarded speech or requests. &quot;..Well. You see.. we've been working with other elder dragons for a while, putting together a seal for 'it'.. we've seen Salashea and Kerishorak.. ... ..and we came up here hoping to see Calaserian..&quot; =3=;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sir, do you have any truth magic?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;If I may be so bold as to ask.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..'Course.. there are Whites everywhere trying to steal him..&quot; =3=;;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;So we were kind of banking on this as a shortcut.&quot;

Smooth Silver Dragon:<font color="#000000">&quot;...&quot; The other dragon is looking over the group quietly. &quot;How did you arrive here without a key?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We are friends of Nathokokasprithion. He has been unable to contact Calasarian for the past week, something that worries us all.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;....Key? I am afraid I do not understand.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Our spirit-shaman here used a spell of being able to move between two plants.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">~''Everything okay over there -- wherever you are? It looked like you just got sucked into the plants.''~

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Beyond that, I do not know. I am not familair with magic.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus shrugs faintly. &quot;..Does that.. require a key?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">~I thiiink so, yeah.. we're getting grilled by some very alarmed guards, but.. I think it'll be okay. Kind of to be expected.~

</i> Scarred Silver Dragon:<font color="#000000">The scarred one scoffs. &quot;For spies, you're not very well-informed.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;That is why we are not spies, sir. Though of course you do not believe us.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus gives him a flat look. &quot;..We're not spies.&quot; =3=

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;In fact, we're the opposite of spies.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We're the Ar--Vigilant Guardians.&quot;

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">~So far, everything is fine. Have you tried mentioning our friends name?~

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We would seriously be the worst spies ever. Have been before.&quot;

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">~Markalith and his child? They might at least recognize them~

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Do you have any measures that you can use to verify that we are telling the truth? Surely you do.&quot;

Smooth Silver Dragon:<font color="#000000">&quot;Faxtorelarn, they may be telling the truth.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Surely you have truth-magic, or at the very least tests of some kind.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">~Nnnnot sure if that would actually help or not, given the situation.. he's pretty suspicious.~

</i> Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We are willing to submit to whatever is necessary.&quot;

Meany whispers: For a good solid while, you had be believing the scarred one was Vythsuaco.

Scarred Silver Dragon:<font color="#000000">&quot;And a spy would be furnished with ways to defeat them. Why else would he be asking for specific measures? Only asking for what they can defeat.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Our reason for being here is to get the Wyrmseed to Calasarian so he may complete the seal.&quot;

Smooth Silver Dragon:<font color="#000000">&quot;Faxtorelarn, just cast the spell.&quot; =w=

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I was not asking for specific measures, sir, just -any- measures.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;A well-run citadel must have something you can use or do to find truth.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">Tathi sighs, and turns away to face the smoother of the two dragons. &quot;He's about as helpful as a gnome I know. Do you know where Theress is? He could vouch for me. Not so much for them, but for me.&quot;

Scarred Silver Dragon:<font color="#000000">&quot; Truth magic sounded pretty specific to me, &quot; he grumbles, but his eyes glow bright silver for a moment. &quot;Don't resist it if you know what's good for you, spies.&quot;

* VAE done with dinner

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt turns his head and speaks aloud, not trying to hide his speech &quot;...Who's Theras, and why have you mentioned this before, Tathi? Or, er...did you and I missed it?&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">She did mention it. You miss a lot.

Meany:<font color="#000000">He has tunnel vision.

Meany:<font color="#000000">He only sees tunnels.

* Thomas Lazarus eyerolls. &quot;..Listen, I understand you're very alarmed, and suspicious of us. You of course should be in your situation. But it's the truth. The rest of our friends are many miles to the south, waiting on us. We have.. Markalith and his son there. And our other friends.. we captures a white dragonling welp! We were hoping he might be able to inform someone of something important.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(and for anyone in my Saga game, this is why I have everyone change text color. ^^; )

Tathi: <font color="#9900ff">(( Except yourself apparently. ))

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

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(what are you talking about, ghost?

Tathi: <font color="#9900ff">(( ''Woosh. ))''

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( ... Okay that was not even a confusing statement. ))

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(Except myself -what-?)

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Changing your text color.. ))

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(Change text color? I have everyone change to -black-)

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(so everyone's the -same-)

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(so I don't get screwed over by my own subconcious.)

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( What does that solve..? ))

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(Colors draw my eyes around, and I miss things)

Scarred Silver Dragon:<font color="#000000">Zone of Truth'd. &quot;Repeat your situation.&quot; &gt;:[

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Actually nevermind lets RP ))

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

Tathi: <font color="#9900ff">(( .. yeah that's the most counter-prod.. yeah screw it. Glitchism. ))

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;The rest of our group, some tagalongs, and the Wyrmseed are many miles away, in this mountain range.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#000000">To IRC with this bullshitery.

* Meany kicks.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom clears his throat patiently and repeats.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We transported ourselves with our spirit-shaman here as a first party so we could explain ourselves first.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Once you no longer consider us a threat--reasonably so, given our arrival--our intentions are to have our mage use standard teleportation to return, and bring the Wyrmseed to this location, so that we may put him with Calasarian.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..We're here as the forward 'scouts' of our group, testing to see if this tree-a-port spell would even work, to contact Calaserian to beg for his aid in sealing away the possessing ghost of Vargachixeniejir from our friend, which his old allies have already contributed to, and which seems to have indirectly pulled this calamity upon your doorstep. ... Which we never forsaw, and apologize profusely for. All of us want to help undo it, for what it's worth.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Also we're not spies.&quot; He says for the record with a frank look.

Scarred Silver Dragon:<font color="#000000">&quot;.......................................................&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We are the Vigilant Guardians and this is something we've been working on for awhile now. We've met Nathokokasprithion, Salishea, Kerishorak, and.... Drat it all what was the last one's name? &quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">I guess now he's going to have to eat his hat.

* Scarred Silver Dragon seems slightly skeptical.

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

Scarred Silver Dragon:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Aha! Any one of the Seed's guardians would know that they only have three pieces!&quot; &gt;:D !

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh. yeah. And after Calasarian's done his thing with the seal, we want to help deal with this white dragon incursion, because we thing we are indirectly the cause...&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">God dammit now look what you did.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Look it's not an exact science.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">goddammit I thought there were five

* Smooth Silver Dragon gives a frigid sigh. &quot;... Faxtorelarn.&quot; =3=

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'm not going to lie to you; we're pretty disorganized with this whole affair.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">was it really only four?

Meany:<font color="#000000">Five.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">Three.

* Glitch was wondering why he couldn't remember a fourth dragon

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... Glitch, go eat something? ^^;

Meany:<font color="#000000">Silver, Gold, Brass, Bronze, Copper.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You've met three. There are five total pieces.

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

Meany:<font color="#000000">Eat a snickers.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">By incident that ad ran in Slovakia too

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Ohhhh. I thought Calasarian was the last one in the chain---Oh!! oh oh oh oh.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Now I remember.

Meany:<font color="#000000">Last in the chain.

Meany:<font color="#000000">Ahahahah.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Fifth one would show up &quot;whenever the fuck he felt like it&quot;

Scarred Silver Dragon:<font color="#000000">&quot;.......&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Now I remember.

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

Meany:<font color="#000000">She.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">~One of the dragons is slightly Braxton so we're just explaining ourselves extra. Everything's fine.~

</i> Meany:<font color="#000000">Whenever the fuck she felt like it.

Meany:<font color="#000000">:V

Scarred Silver Dragon:<font color="#000000">&quot;Then why did you leave the Wyrmseed where any half-wit kobold could find him?!&quot; &gt;:E

Glitch:<font color="#000000">She, whatever.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#000000">Have you met a white dragon?

VAE:<font color="#000000">I like how Braxton is now an adjective

* Edaric snorts with laughter, and the amusement likely comes through the link.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We didn't! He's back in a cave, under guard by the rest of our allies!&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#000000">A half wit kobold thinks circles around them.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">Don't say mean things about Bree! :(

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well he's under a pretty heavy guard... we have defeated three adult whites so far. And Markalith is there with him.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We have...quite a few allies.&quot;

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">~Braxton? what is that? are they sick or something?~

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Us four missing doesn't reduce their combat capability overmuch.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#000000">Plus its not like he can't whip fire around like its a power of his or anything.

Bryne ap Emyr:<font color="#000000"> &quot;I thought braxton was a town. how can someone be slightly braxton?&quot;

Meany:<b><font color="#000000">Oh wait.

</b>* Scarred Silver Dragon points at the half-orc. &quot;''You! Shaman! Get that Wyrmseed here so we can put him under guard!''&quot; &gt;:E

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000"><i>~Juust... pretty cautious. Regimented you might say.~

</i> Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;They're capable of guarding the Wyrmseed for however long it will take for you to allow us to teleport him--&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;You heard him, Adulian.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;If you please?&quot;

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">~ah~

Smooth Silver Dragon:<font color="#000000">=3= The other dragon lowers her head to Tathi's level as the other one gets blustery. &quot;Sorry about the extra steps. A friend of Theress'?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Stop.&quot; Tom has the gall to knit his brows and look up.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks at Tom in confusion.

* Thomas Lazarus points at the scarred one. &quot;I expect you to treat him with dignity and help him. We're here to help you and see Calaserian. Your attitude is alarming me a little, sir.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Close, but so far.&quot; She says, pointing at herself. &quot;Older sister. Tathi Eyllisaearsithek.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Which then turns to comprehension.

* Faxtorelarn looks greatly affronted at being pointed at by a little human! &gt;:\

Meany:<font color="#000000">Plus he is totally not afraid of you, isn't prone to doing what he's told, and is too emotionally invested in Vargie himself.

Meany:<font color="#000000">So that is a thing.

* Thomas Lazarus folds his arms and doesn't afraid of anything. &gt;:c

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">Oh boy.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000"><i>Be good.

</i> Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Yes, though he be an onery drow who likes making things difficult just because...he is a friend of ours.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;....and I apologize in advance for him if he is flippantly uncooperative with anything for any reason. He's really inscrutable.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot; Damn near released Old Red on purpose once because he thought it was a good idea.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000"><i>~Okay well... I guess Adulian is coming back for Sszeyl and some of you guys now. We're sort of hashing out a peace.~

</i> Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot; So you can understand we rather want this taken care of quick-like.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">Gee. Its not like you straight up said that my way of life is something you refuse to understand.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">~''Adulian just came through on this side. I'll spare you any debates that happen.''~ :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">And that I'm still kinda pissed at you about that.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000"><i>~Hah. Thank you.~

</i> Glitch:<font color="#000000">When the -DM- can't figure you out half the time, you're unscrutable. :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">Inscrutable.

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">How did you mess that up, you used it ten seconds ago.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">*Inscrutable, typo

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Impossible to scrutinate.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">keys are right next to each other

Tathi: <font color="#9900ff">(( *aliens guy* Meany. *BRICK'D* ))

Faxtorelarn:<font color="#000000">&quot;Whether or not you see Calaserian will depend on what the elders make of you,&quot; he growls in response. &quot;And what they make of your entry method.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">I've -heard &quot;I have no idea what motivates Sszeyl before&quot;. So yeah. No one gets Sszeyl. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Yes, we do apologize for that. We started up the mountains in a speedy vehicle, but that kind of got, um, smashed.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well... that's fine, I suppose.&quot; He settles down and relaxes a bit.

Smooth Silver Dragon:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Now that this has calmed down a bit. Tathi, was it?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So we had our magus put their heads together and figure something out. This is what they came up with.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We just really didn't think it would be a good idea to try and approach the summit on foot.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">'E 'z real unscrutabel!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And...I am sorry to disappoint you, sir, but as said before, we are no spies.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;That's me.&quot; She says.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;They've already tried to swoop off with him twice..&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We're worse. Adventurers.&quot; Gnogglebolt cracks a smirk.

* Faxtorelarn scoffs. &quot;(Hoard-stealers. Even worse.)&quot;

Sszeyl:<b><font color="#000000">Its your own damn fault for not having hoard scarabs.

</b>Smooth Silver Dragon:<font color="#000000">&quot;Normally all magical transport into the citadel requires a magical key made from dragonscale. Even entering non-magically, you need to display your key at the gate.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000"><i>Not everyone can afford them, Vargie.

</i> Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000"><i>~They are so different from the Torises..~

</i> Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Huh. Maxissoren had something like that.&quot;

Sszeyl:<b><font color="#000000">Wow, look at all the cares I give. They're raining from the sky!

</b>Smooth Silver Dragon:<font color="#000000">&quot;However... 'plant-a-portation,' you called it?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Oh..? Maybe that's why we were able to enter, then..&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt reaches deep into his pack, hands no longer in the air, and summages around. &quot;Where is it...aha!&quot;

Smooth Silver Dragon:<font color="#000000">The other dragon inspects Thomas from afar. &quot;You have a key?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He then pulls out a gold dragon scale, from waaaaaaaay back when we entered Maxissoren's lair and passed the Blink Dogs.

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl, Swallowtail, Candle, and Dragon.

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">Ready to plant-o-port.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Not a deliberate key.. but.. we've some gold dragon friends, and a few scales.&quot; o3o

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We were given this by Maxissoren's sister, back when we visited him.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Does it count?&quot;

Smooth Silver Dragon:<font color="#000000">She lowers her head, inspecting it, then chuckles deeply. &quot;... No, not quite. The wrong color, and wholly lacking in enchantment.&quot; =3=

* Teeny Rin slowclap.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Didn't think so...&quot; Gnogglebolt stows the worn scale away again.

Smooth Silver Dragon:<font color="#000000">&quot;The keys are made from a scale of one of the elders and embedded with sapphire, which bears the enchantment that allows one to pass through the wards.&quot; She looks to Tathi. &quot;We can see about getting you a guest pass to retrieve the rest of your friends.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But, I don't pretend to know how any of this magic works.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm just half-glad it did.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Wwwweeeellll thennn I guess it means you better patch that hole in your wards then!&quot; ^^;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We've already dodged three full-grown white dragons trying to make off with the Wyrmseed.&quot;

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

* Thomas Lazarus brickedc

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; Killed .&quot; He corrects in a flat tone.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">~''Sszeyl, Swallowtail, Candlestand, and the tied-up little dragon are on their way. Want someone else instead?''~

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

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Okay. And, a favor, if you please? Don't tell my brother I'm here.&quot; She says with a smirk.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">As if to try and hold onto some inch of dignity as the dragons treat him like a lost babe in the woods. &gt;|T

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">afk

Faxtorelarn:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well. This is war.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000"><i>~Sounds okay.~

</i> Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Speaking of, I don't know if you paid attention to it earlier, but we've captured a live white dragon youngling.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Okay. According to our telepathic link spell, they're coming back with the 'Wrymseed'. Also a bound up white dragonling, and three more of our allies.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">~''All right, they're coming through. -- Whoa, that's really something to watch each time. What was it like going through it?''~

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We wanted to bring it to you, thinking maybe you could get some useful information out of it.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Just so you're not all surprised.&quot;

Smooth Silver Dragon:<font color="#000000">&quot; Thank you, &quot; says the female as the male just looks put-out.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000"><i>~Kind of peaceful, really. More like a short walk through a tunnel.~

</i> Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Unfortunately, it seems it's been rended dumb by the spells of one of our tagalongs, which will need to be fixed first.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">Ollo.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt glances over as the plants shift. &quot;There they are.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl waves, petting the cat.

GM:<font color="#000000">Once your ears stop popping from the sudden change in elevation... hello. Dragons.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom has an alarming thought and looks to Tathi. &quot;..Oh, shoot. Does this mean you can't teleport back and forth for the rest of them?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sszeyl, you might want to drop the disguise, by the way.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">... Is that catnip you smell in one of the planters, Candlestand?

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">Uhoh.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">AWW YISS

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

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

Smooth Silver Dragon:<font color="#000000">&quot;No. How many trips do you need?&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;These people will not appreciate even that small deception, I think.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Not until I get a key, apparently. I knew about this kind of protection. It's why I was going to scry around the location to find a suitable spot to drop in.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">where are we?

VAE:<font color="#000000">,ap

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

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Teleportation wards really only protect from direct teleportation. You can't keep a wizard out indefinitely.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">Citadel, Garden.

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

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">Can't miss it.

Smooth Silver Dragon:<font color="#000000">&quot;Once the Seed is in protective custody... Faxtorelarn...&quot; as the male starts trying to bustle Sszeyl away from the group. &gt;:[

* VAE had to minimalize and scroll

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">=0.0=

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">CATNIP

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;They may make the request themselves, if they wish, but I don't trust them not to react even worse.&quot;

Smooth Silver Dragon:<font color="#000000">&quot;... We'll get you a guest pass for however many teleportation trips you need. How many?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">And then Sszeyl blows a smoke ring shaped like a heart at the scarred one.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;--Can I ask where you're going to be holding our friend?&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">The cat jumps off Sszeyl's shoulder and begins rolling in the catnip patch

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Erm.. In and out, or just incoming?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Sszeyl, they're dragons.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And I already told them you're a drow.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's not like they're going to react like elves.&quot;

Faxtorelarn:<font color="#000000">&quot;Out of the greenhouse!&quot; &gt;:[ &quot;Anyone could look in and see him here!&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">Mrowww...mrowwrr..

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;They're Silver Dragons.&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But you better go on with them now.&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">Maybe if they ask nice. :V

Smooth Silver Dragon:<font color="#000000">&quot;Just incoming. Teleportation out isn't blocked.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">Why are old men always difficult, Doc?

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">Congratulations. Your citadel is well defended against cats.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000"> I could beat you up.. =3= *bricked*

Faxtorelarn:<font color="#000000">I'M 68. &gt;:O

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Dragons rub me the wrong way!!

Smooth Silver Dragon:<font color="#000000">You act like you're 32. =3=

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">I'm 86.

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Okay. Just one then. Unlike the limitations on other spells, I can bring everyone in one go.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">Old farts, the lot of you.

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF"><i>Ha ha ha ha

</i> oh god I'm the matron here. FFFF-

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;Are you going to be bringing the other silvers.&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">After a while the cat gets his bearings. &quot;. . uh, hi!&quot;

* Smooth Silver Dragon nods, speaking in Draconic and directing the frightened gardener to go get a guest pass.

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">At Tathi.

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Are they coming?&quot; She asks Sszeyl.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I thought they didn't want to be involved with this?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;The big one is relucatant to talk with so many Whites in the area, apparently.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Oh.&quot; Tom adopts an apolegetic look and calls at the gardener as she goes, &quot;Uhm I'm sorry for startling y...yeah..&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus slump. =w=;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;I think I'll just fireball both the middle-men here and ask them myself.&quot;

Faxtorelarn:<font color="#000000">Bustle bustle bustle. &quot;You, come on. Out of sight.&quot; &gt;:[ &quot;Let's go, let's go, move along.&quot;

Faxtorelarn:<font color="#000000">To Sszeyl.

* Thomas Lazarus sighs and folds his arms into his robe sleeves. He allows the transaction.

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey, where are you taking him?&quot;

Skytouched Herald:<font color="#000000">Tathi gets a silver dragonscale painted with deep blue runes.

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl walks.

* Thomas Lazarus looks off to the smooth silver. &quot;..Shall we remain here while your.. ah.. elders decide what to make of us?&quot;

Faxtorelarn:<font color="#000000">&quot;As I said, out of a room with so many windows!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">Calmly. In no hurry. Not afraid of anything.

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">Kitty follows.

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

Faxtorelarn:<font color="#000000">&quot;THERE'S A WHITE DRAGON IN THE FOUNTAIN.&quot; &gt;:E

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">Someone has a short attention span.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I told you there was.&quot; =3=#

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm so glad you noticed that right away.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;HEY! It's the one we captured! The one I told you--yeah.&quot;

* Smooth Silver Dragon 's frill droops a bit. =3=;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot; Those are my good shackles.&quot;

Smooth Silver Dragon:<font color="#000000">&quot;Pardon Faxtorelarn. He's new to guard duty and a bit... enthusiastic.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">Really.

* Faxtorelarn hoists up the white in his mouth. =w=

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">We couldn't tell.

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">He's so professional.

VAE:<font color="#000000">The sarcasm

VAE:<font color="#000000">it burns

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">Watch the drool there, Fax.

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">back

VAE:<font color="#000000">I'm totally imagining Sszeyl doing a condescending Wonka face

Sszeyl: <font color="#0">(( Need to brb. ))

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Thank you.&quot; She says, and ports out. WHen she arrives, she asks the silver dragons in presence if they would like to come?&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#0">(( Dinner making. ))

Edaric:<font color="#000000">~Oh hey, here's Tathi.~

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt lets out a breath and turns to the other dragon. &quot;Anyway, as I said before, that white dragon has been turned dumb or something, due to some kind of magic someone else put on him. It will need to be healed by our priest first before he can be questioned.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000"><i>He and Miron would definitely have gotten along.

</i> Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Another unintentional broadcast. &quot;...&quot; &gt;.&gt;;;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">Unintentional my ass.

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

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">~Who is Miron? and Who do you speak of?~

Smooth Silver Dragon:<font color="#000000">&quot;As far as where you'll stay, let's get your whole group together before we make any decisions.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Also if it's not too much trouble I'd like to get my shackles back from the dragon once you're done with him please they're good shackles&quot;

* Swallowtail steps very carefully, reverently. o.o;

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">~Who is Miron? and Who do you speak of?~

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000"><i>~... Ahm. Just a very ... ... ... conservative Inquisitor we've worked with many times.~ |D;

</i> Edaric:<font color="#000000">~''Miron was a traveling companion of ours. Leaden Mace inquisitor, very by-the-book.''~

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">mean streak longer than a purple worm. :U

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">It was so hard coming up with a polite adjective for Miron. *bricked*

Edaric:<font color="#000000">~Good stories, though, when he wasn't hung up on drow.~

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">~And the one that's like a braxton, is he the one that's similar?~

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000"><i>~Well Miron is Braxton now. So.. yeah.~

</i> Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">~He's a town? Was he somehow transformed?~ Mael sounds heavily confused

Edaric:<font color="#000000">~Is in Braxton Falls.~ x3

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">Back.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Welcome to the town of Miron. Better fuckin' watch yourself or we'll send your downtown.

Markalith:<font color="#000000">The silver dragon looks at Tathi oddly. &quot;.... You must be a very potent mage. But no. You have letters and food that must be delivered to the people of the basin. We will carry on this duty.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000"><i>To arseville.

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

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain glances at the dragons. &quot;Ah, thank you very much for that.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">It /was/ his most commonly used word, wasn't it

Jason Storm:<font color="#000000">&quot; I can't believe we're going to Skydragon Citadel. &quot; o_o

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl is likely vexing the scarred one by refusing to hurry. =3=

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">~Ah~

VAE:<font color="#000000">Rail, you remember the alley of lingering sighs?

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">Even -slowing down- to appreciate the architecture.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Think of that, but Miron

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth: <font color="#0">(( heh ))

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Allright, I'll just kidnap the rest of you then.&quot; Tathi says, and holds out a hand. &quot;Come on, and please try not to vomit in mid-teleport, okay? It gets very messy.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 5 + 1 = 6&#160; <font color="#9900FF">&#187; bluff

* Malcolm Walker looks serious.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">Smooth.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">~Tathi's going to be trying to teleport us.~ &#171; &#160;1d20+13 = 1 + 13 = 14&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">~And she's a terrible liar, but that's not news.~ |3c

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas' feathers unruffle after a bit and he smiles at the smooth silver. &quot;..Thank you for putting up with all of this, and us, with such understanding.&quot;

Smooth Silver Dragon:<font color="#000000">&quot;It helps that we knew you were coming. Even if your method was... unexpected.&quot; {:3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh! Did Nathan manage to get through?&quot;

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

Smooth Silver Dragon:<font color="#000000">&quot;Nathan...?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You knew?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Nathokokasprithion. Like I said, he's been trying to get in contact with Calasarian for a week now.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">What a mouthful.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We spoke to him last night, he said he wasn't having any success.&quot;

Smooth Silver Dragon:<font color="#000000">&quot;No, your vehicle. We were informed that a large, very noisy steam-vehicle would likely be carrying the Wyrmseed north. It wasn't hard to catch wind of such a thing.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well. It was.&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;How'd you hear of that?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot; Wait noisy I thought I fixed that&quot;

* Smooth Silver Dragon gives Gnogglebolt a look like a patient mother trying to explain something to a child.

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I mean how were you informed of that.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Unfortunately a pair of Whites ambushed us from high above and dropped boulders on it.&quot; =3=

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Which lead us to resort to.. your garden. Apparently.&quot;

Smooth Silver Dragon:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mazian technology is rare in the north. Following a plume of steam travelling through the hills isn't difficult.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;You're new to this, huh.&quot;

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">glitch. quiet to us Is an entirely different thing than quiet to a race that has such developed senses it has have a blindsight radius

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">Sooooo Tathi-Teleport away?

* Faxtorelarn doesn't comment. =w=#

Edaric:<font color="#000000">~We're on our way!~

VAE:<font color="#000000">I also love how he informed them about Nathanwhatever being in contact with us without prompting and without any reason to.

Markalith:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Safe travels,&quot; the dragon gruffs as you vanish. The owl waves its wing.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt is like a dream of every interrogator

Glitch:<font color="#000000">well that's what you do when you want someone to trust you, you volunteer information.

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

Malcolm Walker:<font color="#000000">Clatter-CRASH! Whoops, someone's never teleported before.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Whoah..&quot; D: Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">More like their worst nightmare because he just won't ''stop. talking!''

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Are you okay there?&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt wouldn't be near so open if these guys weren't fellow metallic dragons some of which are involved in the whole thing

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">Before you know it he's rambling on about family recipes. XP

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

Malcolm Walker:<font color="#000000">&quot; ... Fine... &quot; =3=;;;;; Malcolm flails a bit like a turtle before righting himself.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Except you know next to nothing about citadel politics

VAE:<font color="#000000">it's always better to say less than more

Glitch:<font color="#000000">We know they're on good terms with Nathan.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Hence we want them to be on good terms with us.

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Said VAE. =w= ))

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Hence volunteering information, because we -want- them to like us.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">It's not rocket science, dude.

Colossal Mug of Character:<font color="#000000">Ahem.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Oh no mug

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">o_o;

* VAE 's been mugged again

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

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Back in character!

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;...Huh. Morgan's teleports always left a coppery taste in my mouth.&quot;

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Now I taste coconut.&quot;

Jason Storm:<font color="#000000">Stumble. &quot;-- Fharlanghn's bootstraps! Ouch. &quot; He rubs his ears.

* Thomas Lazarus tries to avoid eye contact with the mug. &gt;.&gt;;;; &quot;Well.. here we are. They've walked Sszeyl off to..&quot; He knits his brow and glances west. &quot;..Somewhere safer.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;That's just cancer. Don't worry.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">He's got crabs?

VAE:<font color="#000000">*snrk*U

* Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth looks around, sees the silver and bows

* Edaric looks over, and follows Maelgwyn's lead. &quot;Sorry for the sudden intrusion.&quot;

Jason Storm:<font color="#000000">&gt;.&gt; Jason and Malcolm also follow suit. Malcolm a bit more clumsily.

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm, I suppose you should know if I'm to be under arrest.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't need food, water, or sleep. In fact, if you have somewhere with lots of water, I don't even need to breathe.&quot;

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">&quot;Greetings, I am Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth. I traveled to these mountains seeking to help do what I could to stop the attacks by white dragons on travelers. I happen to meet the vigilant guardians on the way, and we joined forces, but my primary goal is seeking to make these mountains safe for travel once more. How might I aid you all in ridding your lands of those hostile to safe commerce?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">Tathi walks up to the smoother (in many ways) silver dragon. &quot;So, where were we? Oh, right, my brother. Could you show me where he is?&quot;

Faxtorelarn:<font color="#000000">The silver huffs a bit, continuing to usher Sszeyl along. He leads him to a northern building, before turning around and looking sharply at Candlestand. &quot;No cats allowed. This is a private counsel. You're welcome to wait in the courtyard.&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey!&quot;

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth: <font color="#0">(( he's cattist. ))

Smooth Silver Dragon:<font color="#000000">&quot;In time. First...&quot; She waves a paw, and a book and quill manifest out of nowhere and begin to write. &quot;Your names? I am Meridalakan.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;He is a friend, a cleric of pelor, a spiritual advisor, and a medic.&quot;

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

Faxtorelarn:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's nice. He waits outside.&quot;

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

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">&quot;As I said, Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth, and my companion is Bryne ap emyr.&quot;

Faxtorelarn:<font color="#000000">&quot;You're a possession danger. No available hosts allowed. That includes cats.&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">You earn a discontent growl. &quot;And what should be the reasons for that?&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;Even cats that can cast warding spells?&quot;

You whisper to Meany: Tullia can come in any time when people are in the courtyard. :3

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

Faxtorelarn:<font color="#000000">&quot;Even cats that can cast warding spells.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;Also, consider this.&quot;

Faxtorelarn:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's not my rules, it's the elders'.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;If he does get out, he won't go for the cat.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;He'll go for the oldest adult alive, likely.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">...kitty!

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;Besides, a possessed cat isn't that difficult to deal with.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt sneezes. Oh god I don't think my apology-in-advance for Sszeyl was enough.

Faxtorelarn:<font color="#000000">&quot;Out!&quot; The dragon irritably shoos the cat.

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">Hsss!

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

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

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

Aelian:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Aelian Cyadarith.&quot;

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

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">The cat shifts away from the flailing around dragon

Sszeyl whispers: When the party at large is in the courtyard, or any time now? :v

* Meridalakan raises an eye-ridge at Swallowtail. &quot;Amayan?&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000"><i>Cattists

</i> *brick'd*

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;...I'm going to assume you're not high enough on the chain of command to know all the information. Because I know Kerishorak would not have let your elders remain ignorant.&quot;

Meridalakan:<font color="#000000">&quot;... You should meet Tullia.&quot; She closes the book. &quot;Well... This is unorthodox, but we can't have you sitting in the garden all this time. If you would follow me to the courtyard? You're welcome to wait there, or come back here if you wish, as long as you have a guardian with you if you return here.&quot;

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

You whisper to Meany: Whenever you wish, however you wish.

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Not gonna warn my brother, are you? I really don't want him running out of the stronghold helter-skelter with all those nasty chromatics out there.&quot;

Meridalakan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Theress is likely in the library. Once the elders have approved your visit, you can visit it.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Excellent.&quot; She says... not entirely unlike Mr. Burns.

* Meridalakan huffs. &quot;Promise not to cause explosions.&quot; =3=

Tokens dropped onto map 'Skydragon Citadel'Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">Hee hee hee~

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Do exploding elves count?&quot; =3=

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">AUGH WHERE THE F DID THE MUG OF CHARACTER- right gonna hide now.

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

Meridalakan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes, as they would sully the books.&quot; |3c

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;Uhm?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;From his body language I get the feeling he's not above some brutality. Rather than let it come to that, could you go back to the group?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl tosses another sprig of catnip at Candle.

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Oh, fine, you're not fun. No promises I won't turn your butt-accessory bright-pink.&quot;

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">&quot;Probably inside is best. If the enemy is watching, a large influx of people in a visible area might..make them suspicious.&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah well. The cat begins toying with the sprig.&quot;

* Meridalakan chuckles. &quot;Don't worry. The skies above the citadel are very well-patrolled. You're safe here.&quot; :3

Tathi: <font color="#9900ff">(( brb, bio ))

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">&quot;Are there not other methods of spying? &quot;

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

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">After a while, the cat sneaks by in their footsteps. Not too close, but trying to keep within cat hearing distance. &#171; &#160;1d20+17 = 15 + 17 = 32&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Hide &#171;  &#160;1d20+17 = 15 + 17 = 32&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Move Silently. After all, his surface reason didn't add up.. so best know what's going on, right?

Meridalakan:<font color="#000000">A trek through humongous labyrinthine stone hallways and large open rooms full of balconies later...

* Thomas Lazarus glances to Tathi.

* Thomas Lazarus glances to Ed.

Faxtorelarn:<font color="#000000">&quot;OUT!&quot;

Faxtorelarn:<font color="#000000">Blindsense.

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

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">HSSS!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000"><i>~... Theress is a brother's name?~ =3=c;;

</i> Candlestand:<font color="#000000">And there candle goes, running away as if someone shot him.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">You really should have known that wouldn't work. XP

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot; Elven names are usually pretty androgynous. &quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">I know jack about dragons, and neither does Candle x3

Itty Bity Silvery Kitty:<font color="#000000">A small bipedal furred creature stalks closer. &gt;:d

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399"><i>Kitty!

</i> Candlestand:<font color="#000000">The cat examines it.

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth: <font color="#0">(( it's not gay if it's elf ))

* Itty Bity Silvery Kitty kneels and tries to touch noses. o.o

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">D'aaawwwww~!! \o/

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">Candle touches noses then sniffs around her face.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">--oh, THERE'S the One-Eyed Crone...

Glitch:<font color="#000000">right, the other silver was her son or husband or something

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas looks around with a held breath at all the interesting new creatures....

* Glitch checks

* Thomas Lazarus waves timidly and speaks softly. &quot;..Hello.&quot;

Meridalakan:<font color="#000000">The silver dragon smiles, as a set of massive doors open into a huge open courtyard. Old stone buildings surround it on all sides, and above you, just expanses of clouds. Snow drifts down in light glittery flurries.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Oh I jumped the gun by a few seconds. :x

Itty Bity Silvery Kitty:<font color="#000000">Sniffsniffsniffsniff. A purr is offered?

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">And a purr is reciprocated as the two cats briefly rub faces.

Meridalakan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Please, make yourselves comfortable. I'm going to go make sure Faxtorelarn isn't bothering your friend too much.&quot; {:3

Tokens dropped onto map 'World Map'Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">MUST.. HAVE..

VAE:<font color="#000000">Scent exchange! It's like /whois !

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Backoff I got here first. *_*

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">Oh god, she's here, too?

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399"><i>RUN FOR YOUR LIIIIIVES.

</i> Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thank you, good dragon.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt moves about, smiling at the adorable kittydisplay.

Tathi: <font color="#9900ff">(( back! ))

Silver Wyrmling:<font color="#000000">A tiny silver dragon, without so much as a beard-ruff to its name, approaches the kitties as well. o.o The courtyard seems full of both humanoid and draconic shapes, mingling freely.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well... as long as he's safe... I somewhat doubt that it's within Sszeyl's capacity to be bothered anymore.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... You better check on your friend.&quot; =w=;

GM:<font color="#000000">A fountain in the center of the courtyard bubbles with crystal-clear water, despite the freezing temperatures. '

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Thomas.. have you ever wondered if the ongoing battle with the dragon soul is slowly destroying his psyche, causing him to become more and more numb?&quot;

* Swallowtail seems to be cowed by the sudden LOTS OF DRAGONS. O_O;;;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">A woman is across the courtyard, coming down some stairs. Long, flowing graygreen hair with a braid of orange going around the back of her head, and flowing to form a stripe. A shirt of silver dragon scales, a long, broad orange cloth wrapped around her middle as a belt. Detached sleeves, a segmented dress-like garment flowing in the wind with some trousers below. Boots with prominent heels. A -very- nice sword at her side. Along with an overwhelming presence of Vigor.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Seeing the small silver wyrmling, Gnoglebolt approaches and crouches down with a smile on his face. He gives a small wave to the wyrmling. &quot;Hi there! Can you understand me?&quot;

Little Librarian:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hi Tullia! Find what you needed in there?&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">*sniff* You don't smell like a cat and are a little cold but meh.

Tathi: <font color="#9900ff">(( omfg is that another pc? ))

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well.. not especially. We've spoken about it on a couple occasions. If anything.. I've only been worried that he's far too accepting of these circumstances. He completely welcomes his predicament. Vargachixeniejir isn't even an enemy in his eyes. This is for 'help'.&quot;

Tathi: <font color="#9900ff">(( Ugh. throw it in with the others. *BRICK'D* ))

VAE:<font color="#000000">Owl's

Silver Wyrmling:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Oh! Yes sir. You're new. Are you? Or are you trying a new shape?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Visitor, just got here.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">Tathi uses her wizard senses to detect the nearby library.

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes. It was not easy to get the librarian to let me look at such an old book, but the letter of permission worked well.&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">Her words are soft, yet seem to carry well.

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">... which means she makes a good guess as to where it is.

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">Tathi closes her eyes briefly.. and opens her mind to the wealth of knowledge within. Loremaster check. &#171; &#160;1d20+12+5 = 9 + 12 + 5 = 26&#160; <font color="#9900FF">&#187; knoweldge check, much like bardic knowledge, on various topics.

Tomiko Lazarus:<b><font color="#FF0000"><i>I'M COMING FOR YOU TINY KITTY MAN. /HEAVY

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

Silver Wyrmling:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh! It's rare to get visitors up here now. Welcome.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399"><i>RUUUUUN!

</i> Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not a silver dragon myself.&quot; Gnogglebolt says to the dragonling. &quot;You look very nice. How old are you, if I may ask?&quot;

Itty Bity Silvery Kitty:<font color="#000000">Sniffsniff.

Tullia whispers: I am assuming that Little Librarian is not the Head Librarian. Sorry. ^^;

Silver Wyrmling:<font color="#000000">&quot;Three, sir.&quot;

You whisper to Meany: Is cool. :3

VAE:<font color="#000000">Honestly, more than heavy, that was Insanity Wolf

Bryne ap Emyr:<font color="#000000"> ~Also, sir thomas, If your aid is needed to reverse the feeblemind, a heal spell will restore the young whites mind.~

Tullia:<font color="#000000">The woman looks across the courtyard, and starts to march over.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000"><i>~Eeuuuhh.. sorry? The what? On who?~ o.o

</i> Tullia:<font color="#000000">Visitors. *_*

* Thomas Lazarus checks his friends. D|

Dark-Haired Fellow:<font color="#000000">A human cautiously approaches the group, but backs off, raising his hands in a non-confontational manner, when he sees Tullia making his way across.

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;Three? You dragons grow up *slowly*&quot;

Bryne ap Emyr:<font color="#000000"> ~The white dragon we took captive. to keep it from escaping, it's mind was feebled.~

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh! That's very young. Well, nice to meet you!&quot; It talks so it's not okay to ask if I can pet it |D;;

You whisper to Meany: Tullia would know this is Sivrak's human form; Calaserian's grandson, the electrum dragon.

Tullia:<font color="#000000">Tullia nods to him, giving a small smile.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000"><i>~Oh.. well, okay. I'm sure I can.. undo that. I guess! I can cast the strong prayer of Healing twice today.~

</i> * Thomas Lazarus looks distracted.

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hello. You are visitors, yet I don't recall seeing you pass by the main gate.&quot;

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Meanwhile, Vonain taps the shoulder of Bryn. &quot;By the way, I wanted to talk to you about something.&quot; He tilts his head in the direction of a corner in a questioning manner.

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;I assume you are VIPs of some sort?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Of some sort, yes.&quot;

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

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;Very well, Escorts. And what are the names of your friends, then?&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9900FF">Aelian looks up. &quot;Something like that. Adventurers with very dangerous cargo.&quot;

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">*Bryne, sorry

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

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;I thought you were Escorts?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Heh. Yes.&quot; ^^; &quot;Hello. I'm Thomas Lazarus. We arrived.. unorthodoxly through the garden, and caused a commotion.&quot;

Bespectacled Teacher:<font color="#000000">Tathi can hear a lecture on the uses of transmutative lower-circle spells throughout one's career across the courtyard.

Aelian:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;No. Because we're not prostitutes.&quot; Aelian says with a pointed look at Gnogglebolt.

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">Tathi snickers.

Silver Dragon Prophet:<font color="#000000">&quot;Language. There are wyrmlings about,&quot; one dragon interrupts in passing with a huff before looking back into the fountain.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;The 'cargo' being what we were escorting.&quot; Gnogglebolt then glances to Aelian. &quot;And of course it didn't take you more than five seconds for your mind to go there, mister happyy-every-night.&quot;

* Silver Teacher has abandoned his lecture temporarily due to kitty. =3=

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain taps Bryne's shoulder again. &quot;Pardon? Did you hear me?&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Gnogglebolt, we escort something, we are not escorts. That has a very, very different meaning. I know the common dictionary has a different idea but.. no one uses it like that.&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;By commotion, I assume the use of the signal whistle was you?&quot;

Half-Dragon Girl:<font color="#000000">&quot;KITTY~!&quot; This one's approach is more brazen. &quot;HIIII KITTY!&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hi?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus tries to keep his staring minimal, for politeness' sake. &quot;...&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">The cat looks up, its tail curled up in a hook.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt rolls his eyes at Aelian and returns to the newcomer. &quot;Well, signal whistle was because of us, yes.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But it's all sorted out now.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(Did Railock go afk?)

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">When someone says &quot;HIIII KITTY~&quot; you cannot respond with 'hi'.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Now she's gonna explode.

Half-Dragon Girl:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Oh. A talking kitty. I thought you were Kitiazarn.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">Snerk.

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;Kitiazarn?&quot;

Half-Dragon Girl:<font color="#000000">&quot;She likes kitty shapes.&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;So do I.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus chuckles.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">Railock just said a very big rude word in IRC, I think he may be having technical difficulties. :v

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">...yeah. Oof.

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;I admit my curiosity is piqued about your cargo, if it is so dangerous, but I do not have clearance to ask about it anymore.&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">Then she sees Swallowtail, and at once her expression becomes slightly more chipper and tense as a bowstring.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Swallowtail's expression gets more tense.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot; Oof. Careful there, Swallowtail.&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">Tullia comes forward, trying to be friendly. Not so much, apparently.

Tullia:<font color="#000000">Amayan: (&quot;Spirits be with you. Tullia Celeste-Lama. I cannot tell your city from your garb, but you are Amayan, yes?&quot;)

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ack, sacred canine duty, sorry. ^^;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399"><i>Again?

</i> * Thomas Lazarus doesn't quite pick up on whatever dynamics might be going on here.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">She's an old dog. ^^;

Ghostwish:<font color="#9900FF">Shadow is awesome dog. But very old. ^^;

* Thomas Lazarus bides his time and allows the exotic ladies to greet. Not that he understands more than like three Amayan words anyways.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4aXIFFaWNjM

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... well now I understand why Cocoa's been so nice to Shadow lately. :B

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Shadow keeps going outside and, before coming in, she's rubbing her head in the catnip patch. XD

Ghostwish:<font color="#9900FF">LOLOLOLOLOL CAT INSURANCE.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">Clever dog!

* Thomas Lazarus notes the missing eye from the silver guard. &quot;...&quot; :.c

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">If I can get 6185 more XP before we leave.. I could restore that. |O *bricked*

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">Like that'll happen.

* Swallowtail watches warily a bit... then bows. &quot;(Spirits be with you, Tullia Celeste-Lama. I am Swallowtail. I am of no city but where I am, for I am of the Swallow.)&quot;

* Edaric is paying attention, though.

* Thomas Lazarus seems a little mesmerized by the peaceful courtyard. &quot;...&quot; :o

VAE:<font color="#000000">Any response from the halfdragon?

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

</i> Half-Dragon Girl:<font color="#000000">A giggle.

Tullia:<font color="#000000">(&quot;May the wind push you to greatness, then. The Dragon is with me. Do the Kellons treat you well?&quot;)

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..How have things been?&quot; Thomas asks cautiously when it seems there's a polite lull in the ladies conversation.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Yes, very well.)&quot;

Bryne ap Emyr: <font color="#0">(( it's jsut NOW realizing the laptops been off for awhile? WTF ))

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">maptool can get dumb like that

Dark-Haired Fellow:<font color="#000000">....

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, imagine how annoying would life be if I didn't like the only form I have&quot; The cat smirks

Silver Dragon Prophet:<font color="#000000">SNARL. &gt;:E

* Dark-Haired Fellow retreats! |D;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">Tullia turns to the Prophet.

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

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">...what's their deal?

* Silver Dragon Prophet harrumphs and goes back to watching the fountain.

Tullia:<font color="#000000">And rumbles like some massive lizard.

Tullia:<font color="#000000">But turns back to Swallowtail and Tom.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Heh. I was wondering if anyone would notice what was going on with the tokens. Guess not. ^^;

* Thomas Lazarus looks about in bewilderment. {:.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks over at the commotion in confusion.

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( I saw them fidgeting. I didn't discern what it was supposed to be. ))

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">I saw the guy skirting around and being shifty... &gt;:I

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( I actually assumed it was you trying to get some aesthetic perfection. ))

Dark-Haired Fellow:<font color="#000000">For those who hadn't been watching the tokens, this guy had been trying to skirt your group, but the others in the courtyard kept moving away from him. He'd take a step west, so would the prophet. He'd step back, the prophet would go back to her place.

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sivrak is not popular among the more...traditional dragons. They sometimes need reminding to be civil.&quot;

Dark-Haired Fellow:<font color="#000000">... And then he started doing it on purpose.

Tullia whispers: What is Vyth's stance on Sivrak?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..I'm afraid I don't follow.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;What'd he do?&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;It his his taboo to share as he wishes.&quot;

You whisper to Meany: ... This is going to be embarrasing. ... Give me a rundown on Vythsuaco again? Lendysian? |D;

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

* Thomas Lazarus decides to politely bite back the obvious question. :x

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Are we...not allowed to talk to him? Or his he not allowed to talk to us? Or something?&quot;

Tullia whispers: Yep. Wants to eventually become one of Lendys' guardian Silvers. Militant. Valorous. Likely has Paladin levels.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;And here I was about to approach and ask a question.&quot;

You whisper to Meany: Likely quiet disapproval, since that's the default stance of most Citadel silvers toward him.

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;You may. But the other dragons here will likely not speak to you during or after.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus knits his brow. &quot;...&quot;

Dark-Haired Fellow:<font color="#000000">He is watching your group from a distance still, but stays by the statue.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Why?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Wow. That's uh, kinda pariah-shaming right there. Harsh.&quot;

Itty Bity Silvery Kitty:<font color="#000000">The smaller catfolk wanders off as the silvers approach. She heads up northward, toward the building's steps.

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;Because of what he is. Because they cannot look beyond the shell. Because of so many reasons that I cannot directly share.&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;If you wish to know, you must ask him.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I understand. But...man.&quot;

Itty Bity Silvery Kitty:<font color="#000000">She tugs on the feline guard's hand, saying some things in the language of catfolk and gesturing toward Candlestand. :3

Tullia: <font color="#0">(( Brb. ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh. So... Aldusians and Mazians.&quot; He folds his arms.

Half-Dragon Girl:<font color="#000000">&quot;May I pet you, talking kitty?&quot; :D

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000"><i>Oh my god is that actually a kitty.

</i> Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;You may.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">Tathi's been listening. She looks to Tulia and back to the dark-haired man. She glances back, and then back again.

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain looks over at Gnogglebolt. &quot;You want to know, but you don't know if it's worth getting in the bad books of the rest of the silvers.&quot;

Half-Dragon Girl:<font color="#000000">Scritch scritch scritch. &quot;A real kitty~&quot; |D

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">Then she steps forward.

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

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, I

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">The cat steps forward and rubs against her hand.

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">*purr*

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, I've got not stake in relations among dragons here.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">She puts two fingers in her mouth, and whistles loudly at the dark-haired fellow.

Itty Bity Silvery Kitty:<font color="#000000">Don't suppose anyone here speaks Feline?

Dark-Haired Fellow:<font color="#000000">&quot;?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;C'mere.&quot; She calls, gesturing him over.

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">Should I have feline as automatic language?

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

</i> Liatai:<font color="#000000">It's a catfolk language, so no, sadly. x3

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain approaches the man casually. When he's standing near, he says &quot;...So. Apparently, if I talk to you, the rest of the silvers will shun me.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">I have a PC who does, but they're not in this campaign! |D

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000"><i>~Well this place got a lot less friendly in a heartbeat..~

</i> Dark-Haired Fellow:<font color="#000000">Let's say Vonain met him halfway across. &quot;Yes ma'am?&quot; ... Good gravy that is heavily Draconic-accentic Common.

Dark-Haired Fellow:<font color="#000000">*accented

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">Tathi leans a little forward, peering at him curiously.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Ignoring the side-talk for the moment, Gnogglebolt looks back at Thomas.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...You were saying?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">She tilts her head one way, and then back the other. Then she smirks. &quot;You're a prismatic, aren't you?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus snaps out of it.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..What was I saying?&quot; ^^;;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">~''Yeah, its bugging me. Something about the name Sivrak sounds familiar, but I can't place it.''~

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

Dark-Haired Fellow:<font color="#000000">&quot;Beg your pardon?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000"><i>~... You're right. Terri said uncle Calaserian always has to watch Sivrak ... right?~

</i> Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Prismatic. A dragon of mixed bloodlines? Between metallic and chromatic?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I was just drawing a parallel to something similar, in a lot of ways.&quot;

Itty Bity Silvery Kitty:<font color="#000000">The little cat approaches again. &quot;... Wanna meet my dad?&quot; to Candlestand.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Including in how willing I am to entertain the idea.&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;Why not? Let's go!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Entertain the idea of what?&quot;

Dark-Haired Fellow:<font color="#000000">&quot;You'll want to be careful throwing those words around. People here don't like Prismites and electrums.&quot;

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, so that is it. Huh.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus sighs. &quot;..Stuff. Attitudes. This is perhaps the worst time for me to decide to make a big deal of it, so this'll be the end of that particular subject.&quot;

Itty Bity Silvery Kitty:<font color="#000000">:3 ! The kitten leads the way to the guard. &quot;See, Daddy. This is the talking sun-cat.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">She looks non-plussed. &quot;So, are you?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; We're guests and I'd rather not offend any of our hosts with my opinions.&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;'ello!&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">Back.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Oh. Thought you were going to pull out another one of your great smooth-over deals or something.&quot;

* Feline Platinum Knight kneels down and is about to offer a nose-touch when he gets interrupted. &quot;-- Hello.&quot;

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

Bryne ap Emyr:<font color="#000000">okay I probably have tons of stuff to catch up on. reading up

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;...Why don't I ask a less provocative question.&quot; Vonain says to the man.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I don't recall ever succeeding at that before. I've far less reason to suspect I could persuade older and wiser creatures than myself.&quot; =_=

Edaric:<font color="#000000">~''Yeah! That's it! .... Didn't Kerishorak mention something, too... about Calaserian's grandson being a crossbreed, or something?''~

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">I'm a bit too far for nosetouches still!

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;Being older, and being wiser does not stop them from being wrong.&quot;

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Why do you stay here? Are you being kept here or something? Do you want to be here?&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;I have learned that many times with my teacher here.&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;But anyway.&quot;

Dark-Haired Fellow:<font color="#000000">&quot;Let's change the subject. Where are you from?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I kind.. of... glb..&quot; ~ Oh my sun that kitten-person is adorable aaahhh her little ears |D~ 

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">The cat wanders closer, rubbing against the guard and sniffing him in the process.

Tullia:<font color="#000000">Amayan: (&quot;How is the homeland? I have not been there in fifteen years.&quot;)

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Sorry. Must be making you uncomfortable with all these questions. Whatever your situation, sir, I hope it improves eventually.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot; What kitten-person... &quot; Ed looks around. &quot; ... Oh. &quot; |D


 * Thomas Lazarus looks positively enchanted for a moment. |Dc !


 * Thomas Lazarus jolts and recomposes himself. =3=;;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Eytherinu.&quot; She says. &quot;I founded it. Yourself?&quot;

Feline Platinum Knight:<font color="#000000">&quot;A guest, I imagine... You don't smell like a dragon.&quot;

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

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;Even if I smelled like one, it'd probably mean intimate experience with dragon jaws.&quot; *smirk*

Dark-Haired Fellow:<font color="#000000">&quot;Eitherinul.&quot; Good grief, that Draconic accent. &quot;What's it like?&quot;

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Railock, lemme know when you've caught up and can play again, if you please

Bryne ap Emyr:<font color="#000000">okay I'm back and caught up

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">oh :B

Arcalane:<font color="#003399">Timing. |D

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Well that was fast.

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain taps Bryne on the shoulder. &quot;Pardon?&quot;

Feline Platinum Knight:<font color="#000000">&quot;I hope Faxtorelarn wasn't too hard on you. You could hear him across the courtyard.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Free.&quot; She says, tilting her head a little. &quot;Open. Beautiful. Accepting. Warm.&quot; She says, smirking a little as she taps her lips. &quot;I could go on.&quot;


 * Sszeyl plays the harmonica with the white dragon in his prison cell.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas clears his throat and smiles at Tulia a bit anxiously.

Sivrak:<font color="#000000">&quot;Please do!&quot;

Tathi: <font color="#9900ff">(( if you don't sing blues lyrics at least once, Imma slap you with scrumpy next mann up ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Ah.. if I may be so bold as to ask, ma'am, is.. everyone here a dragon? It's so hard to guess..&quot;

Bryne ap Emyr:<font color="#000000"> &quot;Hmm?&quot;

Sivrak:<font color="#000000">&quot;Where is it? Is it near? Far?&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;He's roughly twenty-third. Granted everyone seventeen and higher actively tried to kill me but I guess that's one of the things that happen.&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">She shakes her head. &quot;No. Most are at least dragon blood. Some, like me, are mortal servants of the dragons.&quot;

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain jerks his head in the drection of one of the corners questioningly. &quot;I was wondering if I could ask you about something?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;Nobody knows/ The trouble I've seeeen&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Oh? You're..&quot; He squints to double check. &quot;..Human as well? What brought you to life here at this fine citadel?&quot;


 * Jason Storm has been drawing for quite a long time now. &quot; No one is going to believe this. &quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&quot;Noody knows/ My sorrowww&quot;


 * Malcolm Walker keeps watch.

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;My previous teacher was to close to her natural death. She could no longer teach me.&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;The only new teacher willing to take a student was here.&quot;

Feline Platinum Knight:<font color="#000000">&quot;Where are you from? We do not see many awakened animals here.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I see. And what are you a student of? Please stop me if I'm being too nosy.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">er.....rail...? ^^;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;Waren Rock.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Far, sadly. South of Castleton, in the forest. It's a sanctuary, for those who have lost homes, have no home, or merely want to find one amoung friends and family.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;But.&quot; He says, smirking.

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;I am a Dragon Shaman. I, a mortal, learn to wield the power of Dragons.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;I can teleport.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">TATHI WHEN DID YOU GET AN OPERATION

Glitch:<font color="#000000">xP

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;And nice, you know. Most folk I meet are a lot more 'oh wow a cat that talks'&quot;

Bryne ap Emyr:<font color="#000000">I said hmmm

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;A mage by calling?&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Railock; ...Huh. Didn't go through.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">At least not on my end.

Sivrak:<font color="#000000">&quot;A forest. I have heard of such things. They say there are plants so thick and tall that they blot out the sun, and make a carpet on the ground. Is that true?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;The powers of dragons..?&quot; He supposes for a bit. &quot;..I've been under the impression for most of my life those were sorcery. Is there more to it?&quot;

Feline Platinum Knight:<font color="#000000">&quot;You pick up things, when you live among dragons.&quot;

Itty Bity Silvery Kitty:<font color="#000000">&quot;We talk and we're cats. Not weird.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">....but, railock? Are the raptoran going to follow Vonain? ^^;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">MUST... MAINTAIN... RESPECTABLE COMPOSURE...

Bryne ap Emyr:<font color="#000000">I just saw you say pardon, not ask for them to follow

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Yes he did.


 * Thomas Lazarus hnnnngs and chest-clutches. *bricked*

Arcalane:<font color="#003399">X3

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;A fair point, miss.&quot;

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain jerks his head in the drection of one of the corners questioningly. &quot;I was wondering if I could ask you about something?&quot;

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">And I moved his token.

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Gonna follow?

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Thank you. :B

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">She tilts her head a little.. &quot;You've been sheltered, haven't you?&quot; She says softly. &quot;To not know the beauty of a forest, that is a sadness I can hardly comprehend.&quot; She says, then nods. &quot;THey are beauty incarnate, and full of life. Some things live below the trees, some live above them, and some live IN them. We make our homes there by strengthening the trees, giving them magic. Oh. And it's a fey wood. So there's that too.&quot;


 * Edaric smiles. &quot;Wanna go say hello?&quot; :3

Bryne ap Emyr:<font color="#000000"> &quot;Yes?&quot;

Sivrak:<font color="#000000">&quot;A fey wood?&quot;

Bryne ap Emyr: <font color="#0">(( and that part didn't show up on my end. who knows. java. ))

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;So, I've been wondering. What you and your friend's plan after this dragon business is taken care of, if I may ask?&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">Tullia spreads her arms. Silver smoke falls around her.

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;That said, one'd have expected a lot more dragons in a dragon citadel. I thought they are solitary. . . but then, I also thought they don't have eyes on their back, so go figure.&quot;

Bryne ap Emyr:<font color="#000000"> &quot;We go wherever my lord wishes.&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">Before it spins, rears up, and gives a phantom roar as it takes the shape of a ghostly Silver Dragon.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;... A dragon-spirit shaman.&quot; o.o


 * Thomas Lazarus blushes as his brow twitches a bit. Betrayed by the link spell again. |D;; &quot; Well, I.. perhaps in a moment; I'm just..&quot; |D;;;;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;The strength. The presence. The breath. The environment. These powers are what shamans learn.&quot;

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah, well then. &quot; Vonain looks over at MAelgwyn, and tried to catch his attention with a waving hand in a 'come over here' gesure.

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">*gesture.

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Mm-hmm. You know of the fey? Ancient children of the wilds. Even older than us. They live in the forest, with us and around us.&quot;

Bryne ap Emyr:<font color="#000000"> &quot;And what would you need to speak to my lord for?&quot;

Sivrak:<font color="#000000">&quot;I have heard of them. Trees that speak, and faeries, yes?&quot;

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain glances at Bryne. &quot;I just said, didn't I?&quot; Wave again and Maelgwyn.

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">*at Maelgwyn

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sorcerers learn the spell-blood of Dragons. The magic that flows in their blood.&quot;

Bryne ap Emyr:<font color="#000000"> &quot;Yes, but what reason do you have to inquire after such.&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;Dragon disciples learn the strength of their arms. Of their wings.&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;Shamans learn the strength of their spirit.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Treants, and yes, faeries, and dryads and nixies and nymphs and saytrs.&quot; She says, smiling.

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">~Do I need to come over there?~

Bryne ap Emyr:<font color="#000000">~I will inform you if such is needed, my lord~

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain waves at Maelgwn again, still trying to get his attention.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;So you're really dedicated to dragons, then.&quot; o.o

Tullia: <font color="#0">(( Oop, brb. ))


 * VAE pokes catfolks.

Sivrak:<font color="#000000">&quot;So many names... What are they all like? Have you met them? Do they all live in Eitherinul?&quot;

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">After seeing that the armored raptoran seems reluctant, Vonain sighs. &quot;Hang on a sec. Wait here?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I've heard some places in the world revere them religiously. Is that so for you?&quot;

Bryne ap Emyr:<font color="#000000"> &quot;If you wish an audiance with my lord, I would need more information&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">Back.

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;I follow the dogma of Lendys. Dragon god of justice.&quot;


 * Feline Platinum Knight points up at the sky, where dragons soar and perch on the towers, keeping watch.

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;And I obey my teacher in the glory of dragon-spirit.&quot;

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain walks over to Maelgwyn. &quot;Pardon sir, but is it allright if I ask something of you over there?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Knowledge: Religions &#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 10 + 5 = 15&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; :9

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">he's not reluctant. it just seemed that after a look over, then at bryne, he totally ignored you

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;But I do not revere dragons themselves above any other great spirit of the world.&quot;

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

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;So, how did you wind up being a guard here?&quot;


 * Feline Platinum Knight points to the teacher conducting a lecture, as well. &quot;Around here, it's best not to assume that anyone you meet is not a dragon.&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">It's arcana for shamans, unfortunately. =3=

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

Tullia:<font color="#000000">But that should get you Lendys.

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm sure Bryne can handle it, I saw you talking with him earlier, He told me it's nothing to concern myself over.

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;I see. Changing forms, huh.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">She giggles. &quot;Oh have I! There's a pair of dryads that live nearby, and we get frequent visits from this adorable, fey-blooded fox named Miacherry. They're a hoot I tell you. They are life and energy embodied!&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;Should I assume you happen to be of draconic descent as well.&quot;

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, it seems he can't, sir, as the question I asked he said only you can answer.&quot;

Feline Platinum Knight:<font color="#000000">&quot;No, not me. I just happen to serve Bahamut.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Sorry for being so invasive. It's just interesting to me; I've had a lot of magician conversations between my mother and I. And Ed here, even. I had never before heard of such an art.&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;A honorable calling.&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;Though. . .not many non-dragons serve him.&quot;


 * Itty Bity Silvery Kitty opens her mouth a bit and blows a bit of condensation into the air. &quot;I'mma dragon!&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;It is not invasive. Invasive would be asking the mechanics of how it works.&quot;

Feline Platinum Knight:<font color="#000000">{:3

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;Things such as that.&quot;

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh? If he'd of needed me he'd of called me over. But he said it wasn't anythign to bother myself over. I do trust him with things like that.&quot;

Tathi: <font color="#9900ff">(( I missed it.. when did Sivrak's name get dropped? ))

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;Down below, the church of Heironeous prospers a lot more from what I gathered.&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">When I said it.

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">That said, does he smell like a dragon? :3

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

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, then let me put it this way, I wanted to talk to both of you at the same time. Could you humor me, sir?&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">Brb.


 * Feline Platinum Knight chuckles. &quot; She's not. My tribe lives in the base of these mountains. We are very used to emissaries from the Citadel, and they tell sories of the dragon gods. Of Bahamut, Io, Tiamat. Of Lendys, Hlal, Aasterinian. Astilabor, Chronepsis, Tamara. And others still.&quot;

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">&quot;If it's that important, what is it?&quot;

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;I was just curious about a few things about you, ut I'd like to speak free of distractions.&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">Back.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Wait, who was the knight responding to

Feline Platinum Knight:<font color="#000000">He smells a bit like dragon. A bit more than just the ambient dragonsmell, but not full-on rain-clouds silver dragon smell. The kid doesn't smell like dragon beyond the ambient dragonsmell.

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">&quot;well, were not doing anything, distractions can happen here as easily as over there. so waht is it?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">the &quot;she's not kinda doesn't mesh anywhere&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">With the quiet bit? His daughter, obv. XP

VAE:<font color="#000000">yeah, but what was that a response to

Feline Platinum Knight:<font color="#000000">To Candlestand, and his daughter. &quot;I'm a dragon!&quot; &quot;She's not. |3c &quot; And then explaining.

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


 * VAE facepaw


 * Teeny Rin golfclap.

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Man-to-man, or man-to-two-men, so to speak. Alone. Could you oblige?&quot;

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">I missed here saying &quot;I'm a dragon&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">Amayan: (&quot;Excuse me, Swallowtail, did I say something wrong? Is the homeland well?&quot;) Her expression grows sad. (&quot;Are we at war, again?&quot;)

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;I see, mister not-dragon x3&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(-- No, no, I am sorry. I did not mean to ignore. I was admiring your closeness to the spirits.)&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;Or do you have a better name you happen to go by?&quot;

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm here to protect travelers, not make backroom deals. If it's truly important, set up a time to meet Bryne at and he can hash it over, or say your piece here.&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;Candlestand, by the way.&quot;

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Who said anything about a deal?&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">They sure know how to pick names.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;(The homeland is well, though I too have not been there in about a year.)&quot;

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's sually what people want when they pull people aside and can't talk in public.&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">(&quot;That is good to here. The letters from Lama are rare, and quite obviously edited.&quot;)

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, I just want to ask some questions, but I don't want to do it here. So, can you just humor me? Call it a favor?&quot;

Feline Platinum Knight:<font color="#000000">&quot;Jerrash, of the Climbing Frost. My daughter, Massira, also of the Climbing Frost.&quot;


 * Itty Bity Silvery Kitty bows.


 * Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth looks at Vonain.

Tathi: <font color="#9900ff">(( *pokes the prism* ))

Tullia:<font color="#000000">Electrum.

Sivrak:<font color="#000000">&quot;What does it mean to be fey-blooded?&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">The cat bows in turn.

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;They're descended from the fey. They tend to mingle a little.. freely in comparison to other races.&quot;

Sivrak:<font color="#000000">Tullia is right. Electrum. The Prism and Prismites are a whole different thing.

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;Candlestand, as I have said already. Honoured to meet you.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">Gasp.

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">The dragonling has been eaten.

Sivrak:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah, so like dragons. Do they also grow scales?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">More harmonica music is called for.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">*urp*

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;Speaking of climbing and all. . . makes me think of the mountain passes, and a few unpleasant encounters we had on the way.&quot;

Massira of the Climbing Frost:<font color="#000000">&quot;Did you walk all the way up here?&quot;

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain just keeps looking expectantly at Maelgwyn.

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

Bespectacled Teacher:<font color="#000000">The lecture breaks up across the courtyard.

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;Specifically, the white dragon bandits. What's happening 'round these parts, anyway?&quot;

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">&quot;Frankly. no. I don't really know you. You've already mentioned you aren't one of the guardians, You travel with them, but are neither a noble I know of, nor part of an organization I ve had dealings with. And suddenly you wish to have me join you in a corner, but won't talk in public, but by your own admittance it's not about a deal. I don't know you or know what you want, but I do know that not being alone with those you don't know is a good way to live longer. Now either speak your piece, or kindly leave us alone.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Some can. They come in many different shapes and sizes. Rather fitting for a place to found a home for everyone, don't you think?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus sobers. &quot;...&quot;

Sivrak:<font color="#000000">&quot;How do you see?&quot;

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain frowns. &quot;Alright then. You're in mental contact with your friend, then? Just ask him mentally what my question was, then answer. If you please.&quot;

Jerrash of the Climbing Frost:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm not sure how much I should say.&quot;

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;And if he finds himself incapable of that much, then I must say sir, you have a very incompetant assistant.&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;Why so?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">She tilts her head a little, quirking an eyebrow.. &quot;Say again?&quot;


 * Jerrash of the Climbing Frost looks at his daughter.

Bryne ap Emyr:<font color="#000000">~he wanted to know where we were going after~

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, If you truly wish to know. I do not know yet. It will vastly depend on what happens here, and how long this takes.&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;I reccomend going to speak to any of the dragons. Though they are on edge, they do enjoy mortal company when it happens. Helps bring back perspective in what is normally a dragon-exclusive place.&quot;

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;..Hmm. I see.&quot;

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain glances back to Bryne. &quot;...Alright, shall we continue where I left off?&quot;

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain wal;ks back over to the corner.

Sivrak:<font color="#000000">&quot;If the trees are so thick and tall they blot out the sun, it must be hard to see. And if they are beauty incarnate, they must be full of light and color. Either the sun is blotted out, or you must be blinded all the time from reflections, gleams, and glimmers. How do you see?&quot; :.

Tullia whispers: Who is in charge of 'the watch' as it were? :.

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">She smirks. &quot;Wow. I had honestly never thought of it that way.&quot; She says, and thinks a moment. &quot;You can see because there is just the right amount of light. Not too much, and not too little. The trees filter a little of it out, as well.&quot;

You whisper to Meany: An old silver by the name of Tantalathos. Male, Bahamut-worshiper, enjoys snowstorms.

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Also, if you've lived up here your entire life, I think you might be thinking of how snow reflects the light so perfecttly. You don't get that in a forest.&quot;

Tullia whispers: He the one-eyed one, perchance? |D

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Railock?

You whisper to Meany: Nope. One-eyed currently has no name. :B

Bryne ap Emyr:<font color="#000000"> &quot;Would of been easier if you'd just elaborated on your purpose&quot;

Sivrak:<font color="#000000">&quot;I see... so like a partial cave, of leaves.&quot;

Tullia whispers: Well, Tullia wants to go check on if there are any sightings of Baeshrazoth. Whom would she go to?

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain looks around and takes a breath, before focusing back on Bryne. &quot;...And that whole thing was rather what I wanted to ask about.&quot;

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

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Do you intend to make any friends here?&quot;

Sivrak:<font color="#000000">&quot;It does sound beautiful. What of your people? Are they all as lovely as you?&quot;

Tullia whispers: also how old is Sivrak? |D

You whisper to Meany: 48. :B

Bryne ap Emyr:<font color="#000000"> &quot;Making friends is what my lord does. I deal with other things, such as those we aren't sure if they are friends.&quot;

Tathi whispers: Hey look it's gnogglebolt doing diplomacy http://imgur.com/gallery/lENZdt0

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, what can you tell, then, Jerrash of the Climbing Frost?&quot;

You whisper to Ghostwish: Best to just ask around.

Tathi whispers: OKAY HI ARE U HORNY?

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Well then, some friendly advice to you and your lord--you've got a frankly horrible way of doing it. I don't know if you intend to stick around with the Vigilant Guardians or not, but from what I've observed of them, if you want any chance, any chance at all, you're going to need to cut out that whole deliberately evasive ploy.&quot;

Tathi whispers: *runs*

Jerrash of the Climbing Frost:<font color="#000000">&quot;I can tell that there are white dragons about, searching for something.&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;That much I know :3&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">For giggles.

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;If you want to be part of a team, you need to know about teamwork. Take that gnome this morning.&quot;

You whisper to Ghostwish: *facepalm* That was supposed to go to Meany, sorry. XD

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 10 + 5 = 15&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Preform singing check!

You whisper to Meany: Best to just ask around.

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;What did you possibly have to gain by being deliberately antagonistic and evasive?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">Nobody knoows/ The trouble I've seeeeen

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;And I can tell you that there's three less of them as of this morning.&quot;

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;This attitude earns you no friends.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">No/ No/ Noooooo

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000"> &quot;That's Sszeyl singing isn't it.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">Tathi cocks her head back a little, surprised. &quot;Well! Thank you quite a lot for that little comment.&quot; She says, and then relaxes, getting a dreamy look on her face. &quot;I'd say they're all a lot prettier than I am. All of them have come from so many scattered backgrounds, just to live together? It's beautiful in a way.&quot;

Sly Sorcerer:<font color="#000000">Across the courtyard, a white-haired sorcerer slicks his hair to the side a bit and approaches two of the students, striking up a conversation.

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;Has there been any word on Baeshrazoth, honored guard?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">I'm surprised Aelian didn't go on high alert at that statement.

Slightly Draconic Guard:<font color="#000000">&quot;None, I'm sorry, Tullia.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Would he? Is he the jealous type?

Tullia:<font color="#000000">She just seems...to deflate.

Tullia:<font color="#000000">And goes to the fountain.

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">The cat continues to expectantly look at the catfolk knight.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Don't really know. This is his first love, after all.

Bryne ap Emyr:<font color="#000000"> &quot;Why. only you and the mazian have taken any offense to anything. My lord seems to be having no problems talking to anyone else. The Mazian has shown open hostility to our actions no matter what, and I see no reason to inform him of everything I do when he comes at me seeking to blame me no matter what I answer. No one else even said a word besides him charging up belligerently. &quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9900FF">Mmm, I'm not the jealous sort. It's kind of weird how I worry more about her insanity then, say, her sleeping around... is that good?? =3=

Silver Teacher:<font color="#000000">&quot;Massira! We haven't finished the lessons for the day.&quot; :3

Massira of the Climbing Frost:<font color="#000000">Eep! &quot;Coming master.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9900FF">But.. I am worried Tathi is, again, getting herself into something dangerous. *sigh* Wizards.

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;And yet you see no problem in perpetuating this deliberately...?&quot; Vonain inquires.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I totally would have called it out if I wasn't wearing earplugs but I had to; do you hear this arguing? *bricked*

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;You see no problem in deliberately making sure someone cannot trust you?&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9900FF">I don't blame you. I really don't.... got any spares?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">ONLY HUMAN GRADE.

Aelian:<font color="#9900FF">GODDAMNIT.

Aelian:<font color="#9900FF">SHODDY CAPITALISTIC BULLSHIT ENGINEERING.

Sivrak:<font color="#000000">&quot;So many scattered backgrounds... Can you tell me any?&quot; Tathi has a metaphorical captive audience.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">o:


 * Thomas Lazarus fidgets a bit. &gt;|

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">One sec my player's digging for notes. He's prolly not gonna find em. |D


 * Edaric puts his hands in his pockets, standing about a bit awkwardly. The link ends up getting music played across it accidentally.

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">The cat continues to look as the catfolk. &quot;So, anything which I haven't heard from the late white dragons themselves that you mind sharing about the situation?&quot;

Bryne ap Emyr:<font color="#000000"> &quot;I haven't noticed you pulling the gnome aside for his team work either, leading me to believe you are biased on this issue. You aren't going to ease tensions between two nations practically at war just like that. We have no reason to trust him. He's made it plain he cares nothing for our opinions, and If that is so, nothing is going to actually make him trust us. Like all mazians he focus's on his machines at the expense of people. If you'd really wanted to help set up team work instead of jsut berate us, you would of at least tried to set up both sides to talk, but instead came only at us. &quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">This entire scene I've been trying to be productive and get to know PC acquaintances and plot but

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">ALSO https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SNLJDR-XbVY

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Who said I was done here?&quot;

Tathi whispers: Imma doofus and can't pin names to backgrounds. We've been gone for too long for my poor memory. |D

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Now who's leaping to conclusions?&quot;

You whisper to Ghostwish: You can pull from Tathi's family instead if you want. :3

Tathi whispers: You forgot too? |P

Edaric:<font color="#000000">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=94x9amQo-0I

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Something akin to that's getting accidentally broadcast across the link.

VAE:<font color="#000000">uh brb bafffroom

Tathi whispers: Wait just Tathi lives in Eytherinu right now! |D

VAE:<font color="#000000">lia predicted this

You whisper to Ghostwish: There are six elven settlers. x3

Tullia:<font color="#000000">Tullia looks into the water for a long time, before turning sharply, and coming back to the party.

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

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Besides, there is one difference between you two, one that is rather important. He is officially a part of the group, and you are not. if you have any desire to change that, then the best advice you could follow is to try and make nice. Besides.&quot;

Tathi whispers: okay the clothier and her kid what's their story. |P

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;If you want him to look bad?&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;Excuse me, but I must ask.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; This is kind of nice. &quot; He smiles.

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;How easy would it be for you to be nice first, and let him continue walking along with his prejudices, hmm?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus looks up to Tullia.

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;On your way up, did you see a heavily armored white half-dragon?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Yes, ma'am?&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;Winged, goblinoid, really fancy belt?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Armored? No, ma'am.. I'm afraid we've seen no half-dragons before this moment. Only full-blooded Whites of varying age, and a few Silvers in combat with them.&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">She deflates -again.- Gods this is not her day.

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

Bryne ap Emyr:<font color="#000000"> &quot;You are the one who started it unequally by coming to berate us first, and couldn't talk about this openly, with all parties together. And why would it matter if he's part of the group or not. Do you forget we aren't here to join, but are here to deal with the dragon problem? Our efforts coincide, If my lord becomes friends with the others, that is one thign, I will follow, otherwise I wil protect my lord and his families intrests.&quot;

You whisper to Ghostwish: They were friends of Tathi's friend Alea'ettinlan, and came to the settlement to get out of the city. Coravar is Nimequalyn's son, and the one Aelian took under his wing. The son is very shy, and in his early twenties. The mother has lived among city people for quite a long time.

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;Baeshrazoth is his name. He is a shaman under the same teacher as I.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh..? Not aligned with these ones that've come in war, then?&quot;

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;I said I wasn't done. What does it matter that I came to you first? And sometimes, talking away is best for cool heads. I'm surprised you don't know that.&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;Where I am a shaman first, and a warrior second, he is the reverse. A powerful warrior, and needed to help secure the defenses of the Citadel though few would admit it.&quot;

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;And if you don't intend to join? Well then, that's all well and good.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">The music cuts out as Ed starts paying attention. &quot;A half-white dragon... helping out the Citadel?&quot; :.

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;I was just trying to help you out ifdid want to.&quot;

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;If you want to think I was berating you, well then, I do pity you.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Mmm, yes, here's one. A clothier and her son came to live in our city. They'd been in the cities for a very long time, I don't think the son had ever seen a true, elven home. And now my lover back there-&quot; She says, gesturing vaguely to Aelian. &quot;- has taken him under his wing, and trains him as a ranger.&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;Our teacher destroyed the White who intended him to be an enforcer, and gave the gift of asylum, education, and acceptance.&quot;

Sivrak:<font color="#000000">&quot;Your lover? -- Ah.&quot;

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Though, I will admit perhaps my tone was a little off in the beginning.&quot;

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

Sivrak:<font color="#000000">&quot;He looks... different from you, but similar.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Can that be done..?&quot; He wonders for a moment. &quot;..I imagine it is a touchy subject, and one my companions and I were beginning to discuss just the other day..&quot;

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;I was just very frustrated that you were being very evasive about me wanting to talk to you about being very evasive.&quot;

Bryne ap Emyr:<font color="#000000"> &quot;And why do you care so much, as you have said before, you are not part of the group. And if you truly had anything planned besides berrating, you could of used a lot more tact, made mention of what you wanted to talk about, and been far less accusatory. Calmer heads can sometimes sort things out in back room deals, but not even bothering to try and be open about it indicates you already havea bias, and are afraid to be rebutted by the group you aren't part of should it be made public. Should we simply bring this out in the open?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Sounds like someone Gnogglebolt might like to meet.&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;With time, and effort, a half white can be shown the path.&quot;

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;You can see how that would wear on someone's temper.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">She looks back at Aelian, who looks a little befuddled, and then back to the dark haired fellow. &quot;How so?&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;My master has labored ten years on Baeshrazoth's demeanor to make him who he is todaty. ...I have labored ten years in assistance.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..You say 'half' like a qualifier.&quot;

Bryne ap Emyr:<font color="#000000"> &quot;I do'nt know you. You haven't been recomended as a lord's servant. YOU were being evasive about what you wanted, and that is the kind of things amature assassins do. I protect my lord, I do not lead him into possible traps.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;There's no hope for that white whelp, you think?&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;...There...are powerful magics which could do it. But by blood, no.&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;You would need to have an egg, imprint upon the hatchling, and it would never be virtuous, merely have self control.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I would rather not Geas a creature into changing its life to accomodate my idea of right and wrong.&quot;

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain raises an eyebrown. &quot;I would have to be the dumbest assasin in the world to try anything in the middle of a silver dragon sanctuary.&quot;

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;But, at any rate, that was all.&quot;

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">Back!

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Do be a pal and pass on the advice to your lord.&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">No you're not.

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">Yes I am.

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Evasiveness and deliberate antagonism makes no friends.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Oh hello. We teleported to the dragon citadel and met a bunch of exotic people. We're in the courtyard. ))

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain walks away.

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">Hmm, nnnnnot really seeing anywhere to jump in at the moment, though. &gt;:d

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">They're just nattering.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">Strike up some conversation.

Sivrak:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, just comparing your relative musculature and skeletal structures, albeit just from what I can see, you do not appear to be the same race, but perhaps similar. His frame is far broader and more muscular than one would even expect from a male of the same species as you. Your ears are also longer, and come to a finer point. Your eyes are larger and more almond-shaped, and while his cheekbones are finer than the average human's, they do not approach the same bird-bone thinness as yours.&quot;

Bryne ap Emyr:<font color="#000000"> &quot;Or the most overconfident. Does not mean there are not such out there. Some only ever accomplish one job, as their order expects them to die after taking out their target.&quot;

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

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Meanwhile, Vonain then walks over to Gnogglebolt, taps his shoulder, and leads him over elsewhere.

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">Yo!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Tullia just displayed some dragon-shaman powers.

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">Did she?

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">She did.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yep, not that long ago relatively.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">Made smoke turn into a dragon-y shape and roar, wasn't it?

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">She was all like, &quot;CHECK IT&quot; and glowed silver for Thomas.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">And he was like, &quot;Dang.&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Vonain and Gnogglebolt speak in hushed tones over by the wall. Vonain looks to be very patiently trying to explain something, whole Gnogglebolt looks confused and irritated.

Tullia:<font color="#000000">Bettah recognize.

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

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">When he wasn't resisting the urge to squeal like a little girl at the kitty.

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

</i>Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain continues a stoic patient explanation, and Gnogglebolt seems to deflate a bit in resignation.

Aelian:<font color="#9900FF">Aelian blinks.. and then starts to chuckle. &quot;Bird-bone..&quot; He says, chortling..

VAE:<font color="#000000">And Jerrah is still silent like a partisan

Jerrash of the Climbing Frost:<font color="#000000">He sighs. &quot;... I can tell you little, only that the storm is going to grow worse if your companion is what Faxtorelarn seemed to think he was.&quot;

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">Was that before or after talking with Swallowtail?

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">Tathi shoots him a look with a smirk, and then looks back to the dark-haired man with a smile. &quot;Ah, well, you're right. He's a hybrid, you see, between an elf and a human. Elven father human mother, to be specific.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt then nods in a defeated manner, shrugs, and Vonain leaves.

Sivrak:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Did I stumble upon a colloquialism I was unfamiliar with?&quot; An apologetic glance toward Aelian.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt remains slumped against a wall, looking thoughtful.

Aelian:<font color="#9900FF">He shakes his head, waving his hand. &quot;No, no, it's fine. It's something of a known fact that elves are not as sturdy as other races.&quot;

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">Ah, there it is.

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;As far as I know, he is.&quot;

Jerrash of the Climbing Frost:<font color="#000000">&quot;.... oh no.&quot; The cat-man pinches the bridge of his muzzle.

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;But since you know he's our companion. . .means we're sitting on the same branch, aren't we?&quot;

Sivrak:<font color="#000000">{:3

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">Takin' twenny. |D

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;20+5 = 20 + 5 = 25&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Singing~

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">&quot;A Shaman, you said?&quot;

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">Tullia is approached by a tribal Half-Orc!

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MTQJhnA46UA

Edaric:<font color="#000000">The music's come back across the link. &quot;... So... Tom, want to go check anything out?&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;What you know can help all of us. And if you can't tell me yourself, perhaps it's for the best we both talk to someone who can.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">Except less Jesus, more Vandria.


 * Thomas Lazarus grows tense. |3;;;;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">Tathi smirks again. &quot;So, yes, he's half-human. Or half-elf, if you ask the humans.&quot; She says. &quot;Hey! Do you happen to know where the library is?&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;Aye. A dragon-spirit shaman.&quot;

Sivrak:<font color="#000000">&quot;I do! Did no one give you a tour yet?&quot; :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; ...I dunno... well... kinda yeah, but, ... ahhh I dunno. It's kind of hard to meet strangers when you don't have anything to say. I don't wanna be.. that too-friendly guy coming up bothering anyone.. you know what I mean?&quot; ^^;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;You do not know much about Silver dragons, do you, Thomas Lazarus?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Not yet! And I have been looking for an elf, a lot like me. Same eyes, different hair.&quot;

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

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;I know what you mean. That's when you start making up things to talk about. Who do you want to meet?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;No ma'am.&quot;

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">&quot;Heh, it has been a long time since I last saw a fellow practitioner of such arts. I'm a Chandak myself, Spirit Shaman in the common tongue.&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;A silver dragon, according to their behavioral coaches, tries to relate to mortal races. Especially humans.&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">And the cat continues to look x3. Capturing a cat's interest is something you don't shake easily.

Sivrak:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, we'll have to remedy that! An elf much like yourself...&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;They take the short view, try to be personable and kind, and understand things from the mortal perspective.&quot;

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">Adulian holds her hands out to her sides. Lightning begins to arc over her left, while her right alights with flame! &quot;My magic comes from the Spirits, rather than Dragons.&quot;

Bryne ap Emyr:<font color="#000000"> ~So. Sir thomas.... that vonain...how well do you know him? He seemed to have a real problem with me being evasive, wile he was evasive himself about what he wanted to talk to my lord about. I worried he might of had designs on my lords life, but he just seems to think all that trouble was necessary to tell us we weren't befriending the mazian. Is he normally that strange?~

GM:<font color="#000000">The general reaction of the courtyard to this show of magic is pretty... mild.

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">Yeesh, tough crowd.

Tullia:<font color="#000000">To Alduin: &quot;I have no magic, but the strength of the spirit. It is good to see a chandak, though why you are this far north is beyond me.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">Someone's been playing too much Skyrim.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#9900FF">30,000 ROLLS OF CHEESE

Teeny Rin:<font color="#9900FF">sorry what

Bryne ap Emyr: <font color="#0">(( summon cheese roll avalanch! ))

Teeny Rin:<i><font color="#003399">CHEESE! FOR EVERYONE!

</i>Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">&quot;I am traveling with my companions.&quot; She points to the two Raptorans.

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000"> &quot;The one in the really fancy armor is my husband. He's clueless about it though.&quot; |3

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">Mrow?

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">*expectant look*

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">Hrmph, if I didn't have to prep Travel Via Plants I could call down a comet, really impress the folks here.

VAE:<font color="#000000">(both above are IC)

Bespectacled Teacher:<font color="#000000">&quot;... says that while Tenser's theorem is useful for most transformative spells, there are others that prove to be...&quot; A conversation of arcana drifts by.

Tullia:<font color="#000000">And damage extremely valuable marble tile.

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">Tathi nods a little. &quot;They said he was in the library most of the time. Fits the little bookworm..&quot;

Jerrash of the Climbing Frost:<font color="#000000">Mrr?

Tullia:<font color="#000000">Tullia tilts her head slightly.

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;How is he clueless?&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;Most ceremonies for that are...the antithesis of subtle.&quot;

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">&quot;Ah, well.&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;As I said, we sit on the same branch and it is a bit creaky. So, anyone who can tell me more about what's going on with the whites, or perhaps you can still recall a few things?&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">A roar of Draconic can be heard distantly over the courtyard. &quot; (Stop him!) &quot;

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">&quot;He actually won my hand in a tribal tournament.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">Uhoh.

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">&quot;Buuuut he doesn't know that.&quot; &gt;.&gt;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">Tullia looks up! &gt;:O

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain's head snaps up at hearing the distant roar.

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">?

Tullia:<font color="#000000">Shifting Aura to Sense.

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;...It seems we are about to have some trouble, friends.&quot;

Silver Teacher:<font color="#000000">A circle of blue lights appears on the ground in the northwestern quadrant of the courtyard, and the dragon quickly scoops up his students and hustles them away.

Tullia:<font color="#000000">Everyone within 30ft gets +3 spot/listen/initiative.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas raises a brow and responds to the telepathy. ''~Designs for his life..? That's completely silly. He's an officer of the law, and a selfless fighter that helped us clean the devils and conspiracy out of Yoriver. ... Also, to be fair, you and your lord have been fighting pretty openly and abundantly with folk since we decided we ought to join up to reach the summit. I don't think anyone is exactly making friends at this rate.. nothing personal.. ^^;~''

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt rushes towards the group at hearing the roar as well.

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 7 + 3 = 10&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Spot. &#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 9 + 3 = 12&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Listne.

Tullia:<font color="#000000">Nuuu.

Sivrak:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Sounds like trouble.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">Tathi blinks, looking up. &quot;What's going on?&quot;

Sivrak:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'd better go, if you're diplomats.&quot; And then, hopefully, while retreating, suddenly -- &quot;-- Talk to you later?&quot; {:3

Bryne ap Emyr:<font color="#000000"> ~An officer of the law? then why did he feel the need to try and get my lord alone and evasive about why? Strange behaivor for a law man~

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">The cat rushes towards .. .what the hell is going on where is it.

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 6 + 8 = 14&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Listen

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+15 = 7 + 15 = 22&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Listen for Ed, &#171;  &#160;1d20+6 = 14 + 6 = 20&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; and &#171;  &#160;1d20+7 = 9 + 7 = 16&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; for Swallowtail.

Sivrak:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Stay out of the blue circles, that's a sign that dragons are landing!&quot; he shouts suddenly.

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Oh! Yes! But what's your name!?&quot;

Sivrak:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sivrak! Yours?&quot;

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">&#171; &#160;1d20+6+3 = 15 + 6 + 3 = 24&#160; <font color="#CC0000">&#187; Listen check, I guess?

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Tathi! And he's Aelian!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<i><font color="#FF0000">~It's not an illegal behavior... in fact, in the context of THIS group... it's about the only possible way to keep something from erupting into childish bickering with ten critics pitching their opinion in to boot.~

</i>Edaric:<font color="#000000">~''Uhhhh Tom, Maelgwyn, Bryne. Trouble north!''~

VAE:<font color="#000000">Where was the shout coming from?

VAE:<font color="#000000">or was Candle's listen not enough?

Tullia:<font color="#000000">The woman draws he sword, a fang-like scimitar, and becomes covered in a purple ooze for a moment.

GM:<font color="#000000">A massive winged shape clears the top of the nearby building to the north, swiftly followed and pounced upon by two equally large shapes. WHAMMMMM!

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">What color are they? D:

Tullia:<font color="#000000">And then this thing is standing where she was.

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">erk

Vonain (Goldeneye):<i><font color="#000000">What color are they? D:

</i>Tathi:<i><font color="#9900FF">Racist!

</i>Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Oh

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">nvm

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">Two silvers and a something. o_o

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Sorry

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">One of Vonain's hands is clenched into a fist at his side, but anyone who knows what to look for can see a faint glow seeping out between his fingers.

Shiny SIlver Dragon:<font color="#000000">Dust and snow rises from where the three shapes hit the courtyard -- three silver dragons. Two of them are struggling to hold down a third, covered in scale carvings. &quot;(Good work, hold -- still.)&quot;

You whisper to Meany: That scalecarved one? That's Calaserian, and this isn't the first time he's tried to run out onto the field of battle.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt steps forward a bit (very cautiously), and calls out in Draconic. &quot;(Do you require assistance!)&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;What in the trees..&quot; Tathi mutters, peering at this spectacle.

Dragon with Scale Carvings:<font color="#000000">The dragon being pinned down roars a bit desperately, trying to wriggle out, but the other two have his wings pinned.

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">&quot;...Okay, this is odd.&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">The thing that was Tullia is heavily armored, with a shield made of bronze dragon scales.

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;Stay back, visitors.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Can someone please explain what's going on?&quot;

Silver Watcher:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Damn it -- Calaserian -- how many times -- Please just hold still!)&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt immediately complies and steps back.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt's jaw suddenly drops in shock.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot; Th...that's...Calasarian...&quot; He whispers out to everyone else.

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">&quot;...Then why are they holding him down like that?&quot;

Shiny SIlver Dragon:<font color="#000000">The other silver lowers his head and voice as the pinned silver stops struggling quite as much. &quot;( Calaserian. Please. I know you want to go out there. We all do. But if you are lost, we all are lost.)&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">Tathi just watches, blinking curiously.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot; I have no idea...they're pleading with him to cooperate.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;... he wants to drop the defensive and attack.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">The color then drains from his face.

Dragon with Scale Carvings:<font color="#000000">The pinned silver doesn't reply, panting.

Tullia:<font color="#000000">'''&quot;Fear not, guests. The situation is under control.&quot;'''

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot; He wants to fight openly. They won't let him.&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;Please return to your conversations.&quot;

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">&quot;Go on the offensive? Can't win a war if your always defending.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt glances up at Mael. &quot;It's the fact that it's him He's too valuable to risk, or so I am understanding...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">Hey, Cal.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;The other dragons don't want him to be at risk, he's the lynchpin of their defenses.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">Still having your ass beaten like a drum, I see.

Shiny SIlver Dragon:<font color="#000000">The other silver gently nudges the pinned dragon. &quot; (Please, Calaserian. I don't want to chain you to the rock, and I know you don't want that, either. Just calm down, and come back inside. Please. You are the only one that can create the seal.) &quot;

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">&quot;I agree with Mael. If they don't break the siege then they have already lost.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Presumably, the other dragons have been attempting just that...but I don't know, I'm just saying what I heard.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And I don't presume to argue with a dragon.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Especially not several&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;But if he runs out there alone..&quot;

Calaserian:<font color="#000000">&quot;(They are --)&quot;

Silver Watcher:<font color="#000000">&quot;(We know.)&quot;

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">&quot;Then do not let him run out alone.&quot;

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">&quot;Move in force.&quot;

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">&quot;Take your entire army out. Hit them as a group.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, I don't know if there's anything that's keeping them back from that. For all we know, there's a very good reason.&quot;

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">&quot;When you're on the roaps, you do not keep your strongest piece in reserve.&quot;

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">*ropes

Tullia:<font color="#000000">Tullia says no more.

Tullia:<font color="#000000">Watching the trio.

Tullia:<font color="#000000">Waiting for orders, or for a change.

Shiny SIlver Dragon:<font color="#000000">This silver sighs again. &quot;(Don't think we don't know about your secret exit. Calaserian... do you truly want to place this world at risk in such a way? They want you to be alone. They want you to fight them, and you will die, then all will be lost.)&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot; Look, guys, if you all want to be audacious enough as to suggest strategies to the dragons that you assume they haven't thought of already, at least wait until the noise has died down?&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">The cat just observes the newcomers .. . but does not understand a word. Such is the life of cats, isn't it.

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;I'll suggest a strategy. A one word victory for them.&quot;

Sivrak:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Grandfather --)&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Adventurers.&quot;

Silver Watcher:<font color="#000000">The other silver shoots Sivrak a glare. &quot;(Who let you out of your cage?)&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">Tathi then blinks, and glances quickly at Sivrak. &quot;You-&quot; She says, and stops short.

Tullia:<font color="#000000">-Now- Tullia moves forward.

Shiny SIlver Dragon:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Carlanthaxis, this is not the time,)&quot; he growls, trying to hold down Calaserian, who began struggling anew to try to throw off the other silver.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt then looks oddly at Sivrak.

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Cage!?&quot; Tathi shrieks angerly.

Tullia:<font color="#000000">A silver-smoke aura appears, shifting aura to Power.

Tullia:<font color="#000000">The two pinning dragons get +3 on their grapples.

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;Why are they fighting?&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9900FF">&quot; Shit. Thomas! Ed! Help!?&quot; He calls, as a flicking aura of flame lights up Tathi's hand.

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;They all look like silvers, no?&quot;

Shiny SIlver Dragon:<font color="#000000">&quot; (Please, Calaserian. Just come back inside and wait. The adventurers will be coming soon, and the seal can be made. Then we can all bring full force upon Rakalsithar's minions.) &quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt blinks, then barks out a humorless laugh.

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;Guest, do not come closer.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Rather brazenly, he strides forward and calls out once more in Draconic.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;(The Adevntuers, and the Wyrmseed, are here.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Whoa whoa whoa!&quot; Ed throws out a hand quickly -- pleaseworkpleaseworkpleasework DC 18 Will save or be calmed!

Edaric:<font color="#000000">For Tathi.

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;(I guess news doesn't travel fast around here, does it?)&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Yeah, that's what we were escorting, miss Tulia.)&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+will = 10 + 13 = 23&#160; <font color="#9900FF">&#187; +2 if its enchantment!

Shiny SIlver Dragon:<font color="#000000">&quot;STAND DOWN!&quot; the silver roars toward Gnogglebolt.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt shrinks back a bit.

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">Noooope. She looks ready to toss a fireball right into a midst of dragons. |D

Tullia:<font color="#000000">You're going to get her killed doing that.

Tullia:<font color="#000000">You know this, si??

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tom, help me out here.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">..Your Int score is too high to throw a fireball at silver dragons.

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">That'd be wisdom.

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">Nice try though.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">....well, if ghost seriously wants to go for it, I an't gonna stop him. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Yeah actually

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">campaign ends tonight! woo!

Sivrak:<font color="#000000">&quot;(By your leave I would approach, wise and noble guardsmen...)&quot;

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">Hrmm...


 * Sivrak kneels after the guard nods. &quot; (Grandfather, it's true. They're here. But they took the Wyrmseed into custody already. We need to wait.) &quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;20+5 = 20 + 5 = 25&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Singing.

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">I got dis.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">and if -that- isn't heard from the courtyard...

Tathi: <font color="#9900ff">(( Barry White belts through the place. |D ))

Glitch:<font color="#000000">xP

Calaserian:<font color="#000000">The dragon looks on... then bows his head, and allows himself to be lifted to his feet.

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm sure, miss Eyllisaearsithek that there is some better way to resolve whatever problem you have, than throwing balls of fire in such a situation...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m5TwT69i1lU

Shiny SIlver Dragon:<font color="#000000">&quot;(There we are... come on... let's go get you cleaned up.)&quot;

Shiny SIlver Dragon:<font color="#000000">&quot;(I don't like this any more than you do, but this is what needs to be done.)&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;You're absolutely right lightning would be so much more effective here don't you think!?&quot; Tathi seethes. Aelian's been wise enought o grab a hold of her, and keep her from gesturing. |D

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Ed helps!

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">&quot;But why?&quot;

Shiny SIlver Dragon:<font color="#000000">The silver dragon looks around the courtyard. &quot;... Sorry for the disturbance. Carry on. Nothing more to see here.&quot; They pull the elder dragon to his feet, and escort him into the northern building.


 * Jerrash of the Climbing Frost picks up Candlestand and moves him out of the way.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt lets out a relieved breath.

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">mrowwww what

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I guess that was our daily dose of excitement.&quot;


 * Sivrak looks over at Tullia, then at the adventurers, then runs off to the north, following.

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Thick-headed, cockle-nosed idiot! Keeping someone in a cage because of blood of all things!&quot; She seethes, watching them leave.

Tullia:<font color="#000000">Draconic small (&quot;Good luck, Sivrak.&quot;)

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&gt;:E

Sivrak:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Thanks.)&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">She speaks psuedo-dragon? *BRICK'D*

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">Aww, I just finished typing up a spell description I was gonna use. &gt;:

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mr. Jerrash .. uh... what was that all supposed to be about?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Lemme go!&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Not until you calm down!&quot;

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">Wait, nevermind. I misread.

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;I AM PERFECTLY CALM.&quot;

Silver Sorcerer:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Third time in two days. Maybe it's a good thing the Wyrmseed was brought here.&quot;


 * RAM holds off for now, though.

Aelian:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Right. Of course dear.&quot; Aelian says sarcastically.

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;You were inches away from attacking three beings of several orders of magnitude more powerful than you for reasons you do not fully comprehend.&quot;

Colorful Diviner:<font color="#000000">&quot; Poor Calaserian. I understand how he feels, of course... But we've got to look after the greater good. &quot;

Vonain (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain leans in near Thomas.

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">No, I did not misread. Damn.

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;That is not calm, miss.&quot;

Sly Sorcerer:<font color="#000000">&quot; -- We? ..... Tamara's tail, you're a dragon aren't you. &quot;

Colorful Diviner:<font color="#000000">&quot; Yep. &quot;

Sly Sorcerer:<font color="#000000">&quot;Gods damn it.&quot; DX

Vonain (Goldeneye) whispers: repost of whisper to Hatari &quot;...That's going to get her killed one of these days...&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9900FF">Aelian manages to turn his head slightly to regard Tulia. &quot;Thanks, but- uh, she'll be livid for a little bit. She's got a temper. Try again later?&quot;

Young Silver Dragon:<font color="#000000">The three dragons by the fountain watch bemusedly as the sorcerer steams off.

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">&quot;What exactly is she mad about? What happened?&quot;


 * Jerrash of the Climbing Frost snaps back to attention.

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;I suspect the frost has climbed up to someone's tongue, hasn't it? &quot; The cat smirks

Jerrash of the Climbing Frost:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Well... if you're with the Wyrmseed's group, I suppose it's all right.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;I don't speak draconic. She yelled something about a cage and that was that.&quot;

Jerrash of the Climbing Frost:<font color="#000000">&quot;You know that to protect the world and properly seal Vargachixeniejir away forever, a seal of five parts needs to be made, right?&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;I heard something to that order.&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;So, yes.&quot;

Jerrash of the Climbing Frost:<font color="#000000">&quot;From what I've heard, the Guardians have gotten three of the parts made. They need to be made from a scale of one of the five dragons that defeated him last time, some specially-treated gemstones, and most importantly, they need to be made in the dragon's lair, or a place the dragon considers part of their lair.&quot;

Jerrash of the Climbing Frost:<font color="#000000">&quot;Calaserian, Scalescribe, Voice of the North, is one of them... but... if he's killed or lost, then the seal can't get made.&quot;

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

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;Carlanthaxis is one of the vocal opponents of Sivrak. He is set in his ways, and unable to see the truth.&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;But.. why was he attacked by his own?&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;But he is skilled enough that his services are retained. And he is mighty.&quot;

Jerrash of the Climbing Frost:<font color="#000000">&quot;He wants to go out and hunt down the redson that brought this to our doorstep, the one that ordered the taking of children and the seige of the citadel... but that's precisely what Rakalsithar wants.&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;Surely this is not the first time you have heard racism, miss Tathi.&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;Redson?&quot;

Jerrash of the Climbing Frost:<font color="#000000">&quot;They'll have a trap set for him, and they'll kill him. Then all will be lost.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;That was past racism that was nearly slavery!!&quot; She barks.. though she does seem to have calmed down a lot.

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">&quot;Then why not let us handle it?&quot;

Jerrash of the Climbing Frost:<font color="#000000">&quot;Son of a red dragon. .. Though, I suppose he might be a fullblood. No one's seen him, we only know his name.&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;And. . brought what to your doorstep?&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;A corpse or something?&quot;

Jerrash of the Climbing Frost:<font color="#000000">&quot;This.&quot; He gestures. &quot;The white insurgency, the kidnapping and murder of children, the slaying of countless folk in the valleys below!&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;Right. The whole invasion as it stands.&quot;

Jerrash of the Climbing Frost:<font color="#000000">&quot;Right.&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;You have been here all of -hours.- I am sorry, but you do not have all of the facts.&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;And I can't give them to you.&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;So please.&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;And so the other two were keeping him from rushing out, right?&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;Calm down, and wait until you are informed.&quot;

Jerrash of the Climbing Frost:<font color="#000000">&quot;Right.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt nods to Tulia.

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;How did things end up this badly this quick, anyhow?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I understand. Though, allow me to request that we be sat down with someone who -can- explain it all to us at the earliest convenience, if you can pass that along.

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;I cannot. I am...not in good standing anymore.&quot;

Jerrash of the Climbing Frost:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't know.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Well that escalated quickly.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">How long have you been waiting to say that?

Teeny Rin:<i><font color="#003399">How long?

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

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">TELL ME.


 * VAE imagined the anchorman meme

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">Ever since I pulled out my 'hey this is crazy' line.

GM:<font color="#000000">Anyone got noms? I'm thinking we may shut off here for this session, to let the Reshal folks get some sleep.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt blinks in confusion. &quot;What? How? I thought I heard mention you were one of the servants here, being tutored by a dragon.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#000000">Ed and Ael for CONTROL THE TATHI.

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">I was gone for pretty much the whole session, so no noms here. &gt;.&gt;

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Nomming Tathi for &quot;I'm thinking of a name for our son&quot;

Meany:<font color="#000000">Tathi for Why she's avoiding the fight.

VAE:<font color="#000000">and resulting Aelian freakout.

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">Gnogglebolt - Not spies. Worse. Adventurers. Thomas - NOT AFRAID OF YOU. MY WILL SAVE IS GUUD. Sszeyl - DEM BLUES Mael - Fending off glitch double attack

Meany:<font color="#000000">Candle for Cattalk.

Meany:<font color="#000000">Thomas for Civil Rights.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Seconding all of Ghost's noms above

VAE:<font color="#000000">Nomming Tathi for &quot;lightning would work better&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#9900FF">Seconding Candle's. gods. XD

Meany:<font color="#000000">Vonian, Tom, and Bae for Conspiracy.


 * RAM hates missing so much of a session, couldn't even do anything nom-worthy.

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;It...is believed Baeshrazoth defected to the white dragons. My teacher and myself are thought of less for our association.&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;And...before this, I was charged with the protection of younglings going out of the citadel.&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;Then younglings were stolen away, and I am even less.&quot;

Maelgwyn ap Gwardnerth:<font color="#000000">tathi for flare up. Tom for mental information

Meany:<font color="#000000">Alduin for Spirit Talk.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt brings a hand over his mouth as his eyes widen. &quot;Oh no...not...oh my.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I am very sorry.&quot;

Candlestand:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hm. What do you know, then?&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;Do not pity me for failure. Pity the younglings who suffer for it.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt sighs with a frown. &quot;Oh, I do, I do...&quot;

Meany:<font color="#000000">Hmm.

Meany:<font color="#000000">Gnoggle for charging a dragon pile up.

Meany:<font color="#000000">That's Sszeyl grade lack of survival instinct.

Meany:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl, give him a score.

Alduin:<font color="#CC0000">Did someone say Alduin?

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">5.1. Delivery was off. Didn't get close enough.

Shiny SIlver Dragon:<font color="#000000">We had JUST gotten him calmed down too &gt;:E *brick'd*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">After a moment of silence, he continues with &quot;Believe me, me and my friends are going to do everything we can to help put and end to all this....but, is there anyone here who I can ask to pass on the request who can do it?&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">Tullia gestures to the northern building.

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;The Elders would be able to do this. But I do not have the power to allow you entry uninvited anymore.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;That'[s...why I

Tullia:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ask the other dragons. They might have tasks needing done that you can perform that they pull strings.&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">See that?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's...why I'm asking if there are any other servants here who can pass on the request--oh.&quot;

Tullia:<font color="#000000">That's called giving the GM Sidequest fodder.


 * Alduin lands in the middle of the Citadel, Fus RO Dah's everyone, flies away.

Tullia:<font color="#000000">You're welcome.

GM:<font color="#000000">Any more noms?

VAE:<font color="#000000">Perhaps Tullia for unimpressive attempt to impress

Glitch:<font color="#000000">got nothing that hasn't already been said

Meany:<font color="#000000">I got nothing. =3=; Should nom Mal and Storm.

VAE:<font color="#000000">but I might have not caught that entirely too well

Meany:<font color="#000000">But I got nothing.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Mirondragon for being mirondragon

VAE:<font color="#000000">What was his name ,even.

Faxtorelarn:<font color="#000000">Faxtorelarn!

Meany:<font color="#000000">Also.

Meany:<font color="#000000">I am sorry Lia.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9900FF">MironMiron. *RUNS*

Teeny Rin:<i><font color="#003399">How do you keep all these names straight?

</i>Liatai:<font color="#000000">I have a cheat sheet. :B *brick'd*

VAE:<font color="#000000">I can do with most names. Not draconic ones though

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks over at the two dragons by the fountain, closes his eyes for a moment to steel himself, and walks over slowly. He very softly clears his throat, and speaks in the most respectful voice he can muster. &quot;Ah...good dragons? If you please, could I ask something of you?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">they just look like lettermesh. Even Elven is better.

Meany:<font color="#000000">But I have to hear Carl from Aqua Teen Hunger Force voicing Carlanthaxis' lines.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#003399">A spreadsheet, I bet. XP

GM:<font color="#000000">Any more?

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#9900FF">Done!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">(Just wanna get this quick question of the dragons out of the way before serverdown, unless you want me to save it for next time. ^^; )

GM:<font color="#000000">Save it for next time.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Drat. Okay.

VAE:<font color="#000000">I can keep the server up till cows come home if it's just that

Meany:<font color="#000000">The cows are currently at a strip joint, btw.

GM:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl - 100 XP - Nooobody knoooows the trouble I've seeeeen... Tullia - 100 XP - Door prize! Tathi - 100 XP - RAGE 100 XP - Entertaining a curious shut-in. Thomas - 100 XP - Rights of alignment. 100 XP - Telling off the dragon. X3 Candle - 100 XP - Cat talk! 100 XP - Do not try to deny a cat entry to a forbidden zone. You will never succeed. :9 Maelgwyn - 100 XP - Fending off a Glitch double-attack! Gnogglebolt - 100 XP - Not spies, worse. Adventurers. 100 XP - Charging a dragon pileup.

Alduin:<font color="#CC0000">Aww, my nom got rejected. &gt;:

Meany:<font color="#000000">Door Prize?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Had an interesting entrance.

Meany:<font color="#000000">...She walked down a staircase.

Ghostwish: <font color="#9900ff">(( and awaaaaaaaaaaaaaay~ ))

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

</i>Liatai:<font color="#000000">And the subsequent talk with the PCs and NPCs.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I'm just sorry my head wasn't in the zone with the NPCs. ^^;

Meany:<font color="#000000">Kitty is trying to knead my fat ass stomach.

Meany:<font color="#000000">her claws keep getting caught in my shirt. =3=

Glitch:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;68800+100+100 = 68800 + 100 + 100 = 69000&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

VAE:<font color="#000000">you have an ass stomach? That sounds unhealthy


 * Meany applies hot honey to Vae.

Adulian:<font color="#CC0000">BTW, if I had been faster in typing up the description, Adulian was gonna cast Vine Mine and entangle Tathi. :B

GM:<font color="#000000">Campaign file saved. Any thoughts for session name before it goes down?

Meany:<font color="#000000">&quot;Dad. I am Dragon.&quot;

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

</i>Glitch:<font color="#000000">That was....and interesting session.

Arcalane:<font color="#003399">&quot;And Stop That Bloody Singing!&quot;

Arcalane:<font color="#003399"> In no way inspired by the description for the Swamp Castle marker. :V

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Server may go down at your leisure, lynxy one.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Ach well.

Meany:<font color="#000000">Cho well, Vae.

VAE:<font color="#000000">THIS PLACE IS GOING DOWN!

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

</i><i> You have disconnected.

</i>