Session 42.5

Dr. Hatari has connected.

TMG has connected.

Ghostwish has connected.

VAE has connected.

Faerie has connected.

TMG:you can drop your own tokens in if you want, I guess

Liatai:Heyo heyo. :3

Kobold Zombie:I can't believe I found art for this.

Faerie:Not for impersonation, I mean for gold and such. xP

Kobold Zombie:And it went unused. Alas.

Liatai:One moment, I'll grab your tokens.

Marius Venatore:They can't all be winners. =3=

Liatai:Drat. I can't import campaign properties as a player. :/

VAE:connect as GM

VAE:the password is 'shereallyis'

TMG:why do we need props, again?

VAE:<font color="#000000">without quotes

You have disconnected.

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

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

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

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

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

* Dr. Hatari makes 'p-kew pshew!' sounds.

Miron:<font color="#000000">Something to represent me

TMG:<font color="#000000">Okay, now I see why actually getting the maps -might- have been a possible good idea. There's two way to do the end of this lootsplitting.

Faerie:<font color="#006666">I assumed if we did it here, part of the point was so we could update token properties. &gt;.&gt;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Since our tokens, with inventory and gold (for most of us) is in the main campaign map, if we continue as we are, then once we're done splitting, we'll have to just write down our gains, and update our actual tokens next game

VAE:<font color="#000000">well, if lia sends me them over trillian...

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">I never keep ephemeral things in my token notes except HP, for display purposes.

Tokens dropped onto map 'Grasslands'Dorf Aias:<font color="#6600CC">How come awright thare laddy! howfur micht ye be daein' this braw day! it looks lik' anither guid day fur swallyin 'n' killing orcs 'n' swallyin 'n' gold 'n' swallyin 'n'.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Tangled Web sheet is for inventory.

TMG:<font color="#000000">The other option is actually going through the trouble of getting the map to whoever's hosting, so we can update our tokens immediately.

VAE:<font color="#000000">liatai, that was a cue for ya XD

VAE:<font color="#000000">send me a map save and i'll load it in all

TMG:<font color="#000000">I must say, I think I'm preferring the first option, though. Trying to get the campaign file to the host is just gonna take up a bunch of time

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">takes minutes here

TMG:<font color="#000000">We can just go now, write down what we get on our own, then update next session.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It will, given my connection, VAE. ^^;

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">There you are! Your most recent tokens. :3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Meany seems to be trying to connect.

VAE:<font color="#000000">ghost has a version, hasn't he?

VAE:<font color="#000000">he can send me!

TMG:<font color="#000000">so, the only use tokens are currently is for impersonation for fun, since any edits made to them here will do nothing to the real campaign file.

VAE:<font color="#000000">he has good net and so do I.

Dorf Aias:<font color="#6600CC">Aye, that he does!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Actually, I'll save them in my token folders. So edit away. :3

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

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

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Here's my plan.

VAE:<font color="#000000">pinged him on ICQ for tha

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">I have the loot list and a little formatting in another tab.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Oh, you'll save and resynch our toknes for us, Liatai?

TMG:<font color="#000000">Well, okay then. Best of both worlds!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Hatari, there's one thing you need to know, then. There's a typo on the loot list I gave you. ^^;

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">After a hiccup.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">I appear.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">And smell no ghostwish.

TMG:<font color="#000000">No need for map, and we -can- update our tokens directly. x3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">We can go through the categories and, if anyone wants something from it, I'll make note of it as we go.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Alright. Shoot it my way.

VAE:<font color="#000000">wait.. bloody ghost started another server

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It's minor. I just forgot to deduct 50 GP from the total in the Potions category. x3

VAE:<font color="#000000">imma gonna kill this off, as such.

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

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

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Nothing else needs changing, just the potions should total 1,600 GP. :3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">There's an order of business we should attend before we even look at the loot, though.

TMG:<font color="#000000">okay, everyone hold up

TMG:<font color="#000000">too many people trying to do conflicting things at once

TMG:<font color="#000000">server here, ghost's trying to get his own server started...

Tokens dropped onto map 'Grasslands'Liatai:<font color="#000000">One moment, folks.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Liatai, I will allow you to figure this out, and await for your decision on how to proceed

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I'll grab Ghost and get him back here. :3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Mm. Case in point why I don't track ephemeral things on the token. ^^;

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

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

LiaGM:<font color="#000000">Anyway. Hatari, you said there was some business you wanted to attend to before lootsplitting?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Yes. We have a precedent and procedure we can go through to calculate what everyone wants to take from the loot, but there's the matter of how many shares we're giving out.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">There's actually a minor bit of roleplaying that I think could take place with Thomas and Miron before getting to the Mace, but it can wait for a bit.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">So, what're we doing about Swallowtail, Relc..or? (:B), Flint, and Richter?

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">I think it would be good to nail that down before touching a single GP.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Good idea.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Just to start, before making that decision, let's get a list of every nonhostile present...

TMG:<font color="#000000">anyone got one?

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

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Richter, Flint, Relnok, and Swallowtail. That was it on your side. Unless you want to count Smoke and celestial Corgis. :B

Tokens dropped onto map 'Grasslands'Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">I'm not sure what roleplaying you're alluding to. :o

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Unless it's perhaps the tithe or Mace fellows.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It's a very simple one.

VAE:<font color="#000000">as a total aside, next time i'm in college and will have to refresh net setting, i'll SO get a public IP so that i can run things from there too. Well, it's possible so why not?

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">95%.

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

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">PCs: Gnogglebolt, Tathi, Thomas, Miron, Sszeyl, Elros; NPCs: Richter, Flint (Mace) Relnok, Swallowtail (Rescuees)

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Richter and Flint certainly did plenty. They were easily party members.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">On the way back to the Mace, Flint turns to Thomas and Miron with a frank look. &quot;... Who the hell was that scrying on us?&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">That's it. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Relnok and Swallowtail, it's iffier.

VAE:<font color="#000000">also, 12 % of downloading server is done

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">I'm thinking maybe we do for Relnok and Swallowtail what we did for the host of rescuees back at Briarclaw, given them a relatively-respectable amount to help them get back on their feet, but not actually a 'share' per se

Miron:<font color="#000000">Beats me.. but I don't like it one bit. Seems to be someone the lot knows, though. They aren't *that* reckless.. i hope.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Those were my thoughts. While I like Swallowtail plenty, she did sort of just knife down one zombie. That's not very much effort for a full share of forty eight thousand gold in loot. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">last time, we gave those rescuees 50 gp each, but after we resued them, their lives weren't further put on the line. Just tossing ideas out here, for Relnok/Swallowtail, maybe give them 100-200 gp each.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Or more, if someone's feeling extra generous.

VAE:<font color="#000000">They get some &quot;pocket money&quot;

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Richter and Flint get full shares, though.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Just something to compensate them and make up the loss to their livelyhoods they took.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Well, that plan works, Tech.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">But Hatari suggested the plunder from the dancing zombies be granted to them. :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">since they were out there as full members of the strike group

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">To split.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Would either of them want the fancy dresses the undead wore? o.O

VAE:<font color="#000000">pfft!

TMG:<font color="#000000">or are you talking about something else?

VAE:<font color="#000000">for sale, maybe.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Actually, Speaking of.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Going on a breif tangent here

TMG:<font color="#000000">I'm sure that it -is- canon that, since Danman pointed out the absurdity of taking the fancy cloths since that means someone went back and -stripped the zombies naked-, the party just left them and returned to HQ. At which point we tell Barbrus about the adventure. At which point,s omeone mentiones the dresses.

* Thomas Lazarus flutters his eyes briefly before looking at the others. &quot;..You mean, you didn't at all recognize him? I think both you and Flint met him at Sszeyl's house-warming. The Drow fellow with the glasses.&quot; He falls a bit quiet for a moment. &quot;I've met him on a couple other occasions. He was once looking after a madman who Gnogglebolt and the others were ... ah ... playing host to before we met them. And Sszeyl knows him pretty well.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;You probably remember now, don't you?&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">At which point, Barbarus grabs a crutch and marches all the way back there, whether he had company or not, to get the dresses. x3

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sszeyl's... house-warming?&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;The drow party Anise and I went to, Richter. You weren't there. The one who didn't talk much?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Well, it's not *that* absurd to loot the zombies of valuable outfits and jewels.

Miron:<font color="#000000">You mean that drow with that yuan-ti? That looked like he was up to something?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">They weren't 5gp shirts and such afterall.

* Thomas Lazarus rolls his eyes. &quot;... Yes.&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Who'd want to buy them, anyway?

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Just saying.

TMG:<font color="#000000">I just think that's amusing enough, and without any real problems or plot holes, that it's entirely possible that it actually happened that way. x3

Miron:<font color="#000000">*looks distressed* Damn.. i very much hope he wasn't using bits of me, you or Flint to aid his scrying.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Besides, we -did- have other things on our minds at the time

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Heh. Fair enough.

Faerie:<font color="#006666">&quot;For sale: Shirt. Only slightly worn by zombie.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">like, getting the necromancers o the Palm ASAP

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">and getting out of the open where we might be attacked by the spiders

TMG:<font color="#000000">who would have actually vouched for fdelayng that -just- to grab some fancy suits, when it was already established staying alive was more improtant (at that exact moment) than spoils?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I rather doubt it. It was probably a possession of Sszeyl's. Besides, they've been helpful and kind to us over and over. Or atleast to me. I know them better than some Mace members for the record. So I hope you'll kindly check your suspicions.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">A red dragon?

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">*shot*

TMG:<font color="#000000">This way, we keep that consistent, and get them anyway, becayse that's just Barbarus for you. x3

Miron:<font color="#000000">I can see just the reason... he did help us but that was to test the reliability, and besides, the Blackskulls are the enemies of other criminals.. and the drow never worshipped Nerull, the priestesses of Lolth would gut them for that.

Miron:<font color="#000000">The enemy of my enemy is my friend, as they say.. i just.. don't look forward to the day when we'll flip categories.

* Thomas Lazarus sighs. &quot;I suppose that's good enough.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">I'm suddenly filled with the desire to set Miron on fire.

Miron:<font color="#000000">It's good enough at the moment.. but be aware, brothers.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Does that about conclude the scene, Lia? :3 Just checking before I textbomb an RP.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">This is a recent development?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Because the loot awaits.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">That's about it. :3 Let's loot!

TMG:<font color="#000000">one mroe thing

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

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">One more thing to answer.

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

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Someone make a Jackie Chan adventures Uncle token for Tech.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">One more thing.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Timeframe. Shall we assume this is taking place the next morning, after Thomas and Miron said they would return?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">I assume it's taking place minutes after noms.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Before the parting.

TMG:<font color="#000000">meany; I really do need that, actually x3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d100 = 38&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">And it's a clear day. :3

TMG:<font color="#000000">hatari; erm...the group parted in the middle of the street. :/

TMG:<font color="#000000">or are you aying we did lootsplitting AT the cemetary?

Miron:<font color="#000000">*scratches chin* ''Hmm, scrying on willing subjects is easier, which is why he could do it so long... But it means as long as that other drow is with us, we are being watched ''

* Dr. Hatari furrows brow.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Cuz...that seems absured, for the same reasons I figured we left the dresses but Barbars went back to get them...

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Wait, you're suggesting this is actually an in-game event? The loot-splitting?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">That's not what I'm setting up for.

TMG:<font color="#000000">well, we don't have to -roleplay- it

TMG:<font color="#000000">but yes, this is happening in-game

TMG:<font color="#000000">how else could it happen?

TMG:<font color="#000000">Group sits down, sifts through stuff like we did every other time, picking out things we want

TMG:<font color="#000000">It's how we've -been- doing it

TMG:<font color="#000000">roleplaying though,w e can do as much or as little of it as we like

TMG:<font color="#000000">but it is an in-game event

VAE whispers: .. Just thought of something. The growing tension between Sszeyl and Miron, especially if Sszeyl goes to speak with the commander in just as arrogant fashion as he proposed to could be the reason why the commander temporarily places Miron elsewhere.. so as to prevent conflicts.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Just like all the previous ones

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">This is a comfy seat.

VAE whispers: So my absence would have an IC explanation, even

One More Thing!:<font color="#000000">You wanted a token? :3

Tokens dropped onto map 'Grasslands'Uncle:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;ONE MORE THING.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">that said, is the timeframe I suggested acceptable? No problems or objects?

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">I.. honestly don't think anyone cares. Sorry, but that's what I feel. XP

TMG:<font color="#000000">..heh heh... I can't decide which one I like better. x3

TMG:<font color="#000000">*the Uncle tokens)

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I don't see any problems.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Let's get to lootin'. :3

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Let's get down to divvyin' the loot, shall we?

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

* VAE likes the one which isn't chargin' hiz lazer moar

TMG:<font color="#000000">ghost; okay, that's no objections then. Cool, everythings fine then. x3

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

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Who wants to keep some stuff? :3

TMG:<font color="#000000">Alrighty! -now-ready for lewtz.

VAE:<font color="#000000">fine.. copypaste in the list

TMG:<font color="#000000">First chunk?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Hatari DC'ed from IRC... You here, Hatari?

* Meany pokes.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Wow, immaculate timing. &gt;.&gt;

VAE:<font color="#000000">he is still connected but that might be residue

VAE:<font color="#000000">should i boot him?

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">He is not on Steam either

VAE:<font color="#000000">so as to facilitate reconnect?

TMG:<font color="#000000">he's back on irc

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

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

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">i removed him

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

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

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Terribly sorry about that. ISP dropped for 10 minutes. :|

TMG:<font color="#000000">last line you saw?

TMG:<font color="#000000">Or...actually

TMG:<font color="#000000">ready for lewtz now. Post first chunk?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">* Dr. Hatari furrows brow. TMG: Cuz...that seems absured, for the same reasons I figured we left the dresses but Barbars went back to get them... Dr. Hatari: Wait, you're suggesting this is actually an in-game event? The loot-splitting? Dr. Hatari: That's not what I'm setting up for. Dr. Hatari: This is just the OOC book-keeping. Dr. Hatari: And inventory adjusting. You have disconnected.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">You missed EVERYTHING

TMG:<font color="#000000">One mment.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Someone else shoot him the log, I've got whispers in mine. ^^;

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

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">But yes, we're ready now. Shoot us the first chunk

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Anyways, yes. I couldn't possibly care less when and where this comes up. It should be background material like characters going to the restroom. =3=

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Art Objects: a small silver mirror (90 GP), a delicate white china goblet with golden ivy leaves climbing its stem (1,000 GP), a ring with a piece of polished agate set in it (80 GP)

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Anyone have any particular fetish for bowls?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">And of course, Moolah: 6,550 GP

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">..Probably not.

Tokens dropped onto map 'Grasslands'Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Indeed. But I figured we would split that. :B

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Aww. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">Go away, Mass.

* VAE made it go away

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Was going to enjoy trolling. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Gems: a brilliant blue sapphire (1,000 GP), a chunk of moss agate (8 GP), a rock crystal prism (40 GP), a round white opal (900 GP), a slice of watermelon tourmaline (120 GP), a bag of black onyx chunks (1,000 GP)

* VAE burninates trolls

VAE:<font color="#000000">with a burning aftertaste

VAE:<font color="#000000">&gt;:3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Unless Miron or Tathi spontaneously go Palpatine and want to raise dead, I'll mark that clear too.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Arms and Armor: two masterwork scimitars (630 GP, 315 each), two masterwork golden sacrificial daggers (604 GP, 302 each), thirteen suits of scale mail (650 GP, 50 each), fourteen scimitars (210 GP, 15 each), fifteen heavy steel shields (300 GP, 20 each), a Large greataxe (20 GP), two +1 scythes (4,636 GP, 2,318 each), a +1 breastplate (1,350 GP), two masterwork suits of full plate (3,300 GP, 1,650 each), a masterwork morningstar (308 GP), a light crossbow (35 GP), ten crossbow bolts (1 GP), two greatclubs (10 GP, 5 each), two javelins (2 GP), a masterwork sickle (306 GP), two masterwork hand crossbows (800 GP, 400 each), a masterwork buckler (165 GP), +1 studded leather armor (1,175 GP), a masterwork cold iron longsword (330 GP), a masterwork tower shield sized for a halfling (180 GP), three masterwork longswords (945 GP, 315 each), a masterwork light mace (305 GP), a masterwork heavy crossbow (350 GP)

VAE:<font color="#000000">makes me wonder what sort of armour Miron has

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">I have no claims.

VAE:<font color="#000000">after all, divine spells have no arcane spell fail chance

TMG:<font color="#000000">all that equipment is Medium-sized, right?

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">danman;.

VAE:<font color="#000000">ah, nothing then

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

* VAE facepaws

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... don't know what Miron's armor is?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">One or two items are small.

VAE:<font color="#000000">forgot sizng

TMG:<font color="#000000">you don't KNOW what armor your OWN CHARACTER is using?

VAE:<font color="#000000">i don't *remember*

VAE:<font color="#000000">it's on the sheet, see

TMG:<font color="#000000">That's not a hard thing to remember!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">It's probably light + shield.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Also, magic armor resizes. As do weapons. Remember that. :3

VAE:<font color="#000000">studded leather.

VAE:<font color="#000000">i thought it was something of that sort, but couldn't remember which one

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ah, 'kay.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Ah, I se...

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Right then. Alex? Meany?

TMG:<font color="#000000">masterowkr items are mundane, they're locked in their size

TMG:<font color="#000000">but if it's magic +1, the it can resize?

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">I has a question. =3=

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yes, +1 armor can resize.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">To purchase the plot of land on which the Nerull temple sits was estimated at 2.5k, yes?

VAE:<font color="#000000">the +1 studded leather wouldn't be bad in that case

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Though if it's the +1 studded leather, you may want to wash it. That was Royce's. :B

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

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Actually, that +1 studded leather would be good. Should have no check penalty, evebn

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Miron isn't that picky

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">I imagine that was its appeal to him.

TMG:<font color="#000000">I see our first potential bid. :.

VAE:<font color="#000000">though if Gnogglebolt wants to take it...

* Dr. Hatari should get one for Tomi.. =3=

TMG:<font color="#000000">...No. Wait.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">M'ah. Wanna flip a coin?

TMG:<font color="#000000">Forget it. No magic armor for Gnogglebolt. Not because it's magic (actually minor reason in this case)

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Miron and Gnogglebolt enter close range with about equal frequency.

* Meany patiently waits for an answer. :3

TMG:<font color="#000000">but because it...won't be needed, eventually ^^

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Eventually is a dangerous word.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oh! Yes, Meany.

TMG:<font color="#000000">And I'll leave that at that. :&gt;

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

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">So lessee...

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

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">The mirror, and the ring out of art objects.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Very well. Miron, go ahead and equip +1 studded leather. I'll write it in.

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

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">if the masterwork 'light' mace (Medium-sized) functions as a 'heavy' mace for a Small character with no penalty, I may take that.

TMG:<font color="#000000">...eh, I don't use my mace anyomre that much, either.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Not when I've got the blunderbuss. x3

VAE:<font color="#000000">well, Miron has a masterwork heavy mace

TMG:<font color="#000000">Guess that's settled then. Gnogglebolt claims no salvaged equipment.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Gnoggle: Tathi: Tom: Miron: +1 studded leather armor (1,175 GP) Elros: Sszeyl: a small silver mirror (90 GP), a ring with a piece of polished agate set in it (80 GP)

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">I would advise the scimys be put to use.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">On someone.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Magic Items: Brooch of Shielding (93 points of absorbtion left, 1,500 GP), Wand of Summon Monster I (straight wooden wand painted black with white tips, 49/50 charges, 735 GP), Cloak of Charisma +2 (soft, pale blue-grey, 4,000 GP), Ring of Feather Falling (2,200 GP), Necklace of Fireballs type I (1,650 GP)

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Due to their crit-prone ness.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">If they're not being claimed, they're better off as gold. Are only sword-users are specialized in their type of weapon already.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I will say that two of those items, I put in with certain characters in mind. It'll be interesting to see if they're claimed. x3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">*Our D: VAE:<font color="#000000">okay

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">What type of wand is that? :&gt;

VAE:<font color="#000000">i subtracted from Miron's gold the armour

TMG:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt....-might- have actually wanted that Cloak of Charisma...

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">The cloak even matches his color scheme.. x3

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Summon monster 1.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">..Ironic that I may pass it for gold.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Brooch of Shielding...

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">but...eh...4,00 gp. That's gonna eat up almost all his share, and he needs it for other things. ^^;

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">That absorbs magical attacks, right?

VAE:<font color="#000000">actually, the cloak would do Thomas some good

TMG:<font color="#000000">*4,000

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Type as in arcane or divine. :P

Liatai:<font color="#000000">That absorbs Magic Missiles.

VAE:<font color="#000000">better turning

Faerie:<font color="#006666">...what is a ring of feather falling, I'm curious.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">It certainly would. But I had expensive commissions in mind.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Arcane. Tathi already used it, remember? She summoned the monkey. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">It allows you to fall 60 feet safely.

VAE:<font color="#000000">t's a ring that prevents you from dying due to fall

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">A ring of feather falling automatically casts Feather Fall on you if you fall a certain distance. :3

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Ah. x3;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Yup, Tathi wants that wand. :&gt;

* Faerie thought &quot;Feather falling&quot; sounded pretty, kinda like it ought to mean something.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">And the necklace of fireballs?

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

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Brb, need to replenish tea, and turn on some lights.

TMG:<font color="#000000">alex; it does. It means you fall like a feather. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Gnoggle: Tathi: Wand of Summon Monster I (straight wooden wand painted black with white tips, 49/50 charges, 735 GP), Necklace of Fireballs type I (1,650 GP) Tom: Miron: +1 studded leather armor (1,175 GP) Elros: Sszeyl: a small silver mirror (90 GP), a ring with a piece of polished agate set in it (80 GP)

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Any other claims~?

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

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">I am having to fight to not get any of the gems. =3=

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Anyway, brb.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">It would be cute to RP Tom trying the cloak, really. But I was having trouble budgeting more AC items in my head before even noticing it.

Brian Toris:<font color="#000000">My gems &gt;:O

* Brian Toris is brick'd.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Yeah. Gnogglebolt had an eye on it too, but has much more important things he needs the money for.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">*chuckles* Wow. Well.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Then I'll claim it.

TMG:<font color="#000000">wait, huh? o.O

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">It was meant for me. |3

TMG:<font color="#000000">It was? Really? xD

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">If our lulzy stat discussions were any indication. ;3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Plus, it so matches his robes. *hand-blick*

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It was, actually. :B Remember me saying one day I'd drop a Cloak of Charisma on Tom one day?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Gnoggle: Tathi: Wand of Summon Monster I (straight wooden wand painted black with white tips, 49/50 charges, 735 GP), Necklace of Fireballs type I (1,650 GP) Tom: Cloak of Charisma +2 (soft, pale blue-grey, 4,000 GP) Miron: +1 studded leather armor (1,175 GP) Elros: Sszeyl: a small silver mirror (90 GP), a ring with a piece of polished agate set in it (80 GP)

VAE:<font color="#000000">hh.. in the same vein, if there are Str items, Miron will have good use to those

VAE:<font color="#000000">he is a very melee archivist

TMG:<font color="#000000">Dang! I had forgotten that! xD

Liatai:<font color="#000000">And the other item picked out for a character was the necklace of fireballs. No points for guessing who THAT was for. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Thomas will pass on Str items. He has too many different ways to give himself enhancement boosts to strength that won't stack.

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

Faerie:<font color="#006666">I...don't think Elros will claim anything. When he gets back though, he might get his blacksword and armor enchanted.

TMG:<font color="#000000">No more using up all fireball spells prematurely! Having some in reserve! xD

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Plain old gold is a perfectly fine choice. My intent was to do that and buff up Tom's AC more.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">One has to, to remain even viable as a tank at low-mid levels.

VAE:<font color="#000000">wanted to make a joke of it, but i cant' remember what was the name of our catkin, OR the gnoll, or anyone else.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">It will eventually become hopeless even. But that's just 3.5.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Barbarus, Derish.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Magic bidding closed

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Miscellaneous: Five Blackskull masks, two silver symbols of Nerull (50 GP, 25 each), six waterskins (6 GP, 1 each), thirty-six days' trail rations (18 GP, 5 SP each), five bags of 25 GP worth of silver dust (125 GP... do I really need to say how much they each are worth? :B), two sets of artisan's tools (10 GP, 5 each), sixteen courtier's outfits with matching jewelry (1,280 GP, 30 for each outfit, 50 for each set of jewelry)

VAE:<font color="#000000">why does my memory suck

VAE:<font color="#000000">Silver dust, Miron takes.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Kep dem rations. :.

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

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">I return.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Someone needs to claim them. x3

VAE:<font color="#000000">He should have learned making holy water before (bless water, i remember him learning)

VAE:<font color="#000000">so, 125 gp -

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">One of the artisan's tools here.

TMG:<font color="#000000">for the whole party. We've done tht before, hatari

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Kep dem rations? As in stash them away for safekeeping/hoarding? =Q= *brick'd*

TMG:<font color="#000000">Just take the rations out, then split them up between everyone

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">we -do- need an use them whenever we're on a road trip

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

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">especially with a big one constantly mentioned in our near future...

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">A question for thee.

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

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

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Could a pair of Sun Lenses be adapted into alternatives?

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Like, welding goggles? ^^;

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Actual glasses in a combat scene would be difficult to manage.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000"> Tathi: Wand of Summon Monster I (straight wooden wand painted black with white tips, 49/50 charges, 735 GP), Necklace of Fireballs type I (1,650 GP) Tom: Cloak of Charisma +2 (soft, pale blue-grey, 4,000 GP) Miron: +1 studded leather armor (1,175 GP), five bags of 25 GP worth of silver dust (125 GP) Elros: Sszeyl: a small silver mirror (90 GP), a ring with a piece of polished agate set in it (80 GP) Party: thirty-six days' trail rations (18 GP, 5 SP each)

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Hatari, ahem.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">You forgot one artisan's kit. :o

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yes, but you'd need to buy a new pair. And it's fantasy. Glasses can magically stay on noses. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">I did miss that. Adjusted.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">nah, i guess the characters do a lot of picking up in combat

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Gnoggle: Tathi: Wand of Summon Monster I (straight wooden wand painted black with white tips, 49/50 charges, 735 GP), Necklace of Fireballs type I (1,650 GP) Tom: Cloak of Charisma +2 (soft, pale blue-grey, 4,000 GP) Miron: +1 studded leather armor (1,175 GP), five bags of 25 GP worth of silver dust (125 GP) Elros: Sszeyl: a small silver mirror (90 GP), a ring with a piece of polished agate set in it (80 GP), one set of artisan's tools ( 5 gp) Party: thirty-six days' trail rations (18 GP, 5 SP each)

Zairith:<font color="#000000">Glasses-wearing combat is a staple of many wizards.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Arcane Scrolls: First scroll - Endure Elements, Expeditious Retreat, Reduce Person (75 GP) Second scroll - Misdirection, Feather Fall (175 GP) Divine Scrolls: First scroll - Goodberry, Detect Undead, Entropic Shield (75 GP) Second scroll - Shield Other, Master Air (SC), Make Whole (450 GP) Third scroll - Buoyant Lifting (SC), Summon Monster II, Shroud of Undeath (SC) (325 GP) Fourth scroll - Protection from Law, Alarm (125 GP) Fifth scroll - Augury, Deep Breath (SC), Calm Animals (225 GP) Sixth scroll - Cause Fear, Undetectable Alignment (175 GP) Seventh scroll - Protection from Chaos, Delay Poison, Magic Circle against Chaos (550 GP) Eighth scroll - Comprehend Languages, Calm Emotions (175 GP)

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Yes, wizars.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">wizards*

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Ranged combatants who's only acrobatics are, how to put this politely.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">..In this case, it's sort of a no-brainer. I think we should dump these in the party claim.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">I think it doesn't even need to be said that Gnogglebolt -definitely- doesn't have anything to do with this one. x3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">And give all the scrolls to Tathi and Miron respectively.

TMG:<font color="#000000">And yeah

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">since Miron/Tathi will not just be -using- these scrolls, but taking them and adding them to their spell lists forever

TMG:<font color="#000000">letting them just 'have' them is fine, I think.

VAE:<font color="#000000">hmm, how would the spells' price go?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">To scribe it in your spellbook, 100 GP per level of spell. There are no spells here that would cost more than 200 GP to add to your books.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">now, i'd have to see which one of those i don't know already

VAE:<font color="#000000">This'll be a slap on the pocket X3

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

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">In English, I think the matching phrase is...

TMG:<font color="#000000">Miron's got the cash to spare, he doesn't have any huge projects planned like some other characters. x3

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Drop in the bucket. :3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Gnoggle: Tathi: Wand of Summon Monster I (straight wooden wand painted black with white tips, 49/50 charges, 735 GP), Necklace of Fireballs type I (1,650 GP), Arcane Scrolls: First scroll - Endure Elements, Expeditious Retreat, Reduce Person (75 GP) Second scroll - Misdirection, Feather Fall (0 GP) Tom: Cloak of Charisma +2 (soft, pale blue-grey, 4,000 GP) Miron: +1 studded leather armor (1,175 GP), five bags of 25 GP worth of silver dust (125 GP), Divine Scrolls: First scroll - Goodberry, Detect Undead, Entropic Shield, Second scroll - Shield Other, Master Air (SC), Make Whole, Third scroll - Buoyant Lifting (SC), Summon Monster II, Shroud of Undeath, Fourth scroll - Protection from Law, Alarm, Fifth scroll - Augury, Deep Breath (SC), Calm Animals, Sixth scroll - Cause Fear, Undetectable Alignment, Seventh scroll - Protection from Chaos, Delay Poison, Magic Circle against Chaos (550 GP) Eighth scroll - Comprehend Languages, Calm Emotions Elros: Sszeyl: a small silver mirror (90 GP), a ring with a piece of polished agate set in it (80 GP), one set of artisan's tools ( 5 gp) Party: thirty-six days' trail rations (18 GP, 5 SP each)

VAE:<font color="#000000">nah.. slap on the pocket.. as in a large expense

VAE:<font color="#000000">ok, first.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Missed some GP costs.

VAE:<font color="#000000">What do the scrolls cost together?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">But I'll sort it out.

* Meany builds an altar to Hatari's math skillz.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Divine scrolls; 2,100 GP

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Potions: a golden liquid that looks like honey (Eagle's Splendor, 300 GP), a translucent grey liquid (Endure Elements, 50 GP), a carbonated liquid that looks very much like ginger ale (Levitate, 300 GP), a teal liquid with a very low viscosity (Cat's Grace, 300 GP), a translucent cyan potion (Cure Moderate Wounds, 300 GP), a deep violet potion that looks like it might stain your teeth (Darkvision, 300 GP), a vial of liquid whose color seems to change every time you look at it (Protection from Law, 50 GP)

VAE:<font color="#000000">ok, removing from gold count

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Don't deduct the scrolls gold cost.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">We're giving them to you as a group service.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">It would be silly not to use them, or pay for them.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">And yes, Tech, should you want it, I -do- have the potions' tastes and descriptions prepped. :3

VAE:<font color="#000000">wait, why do i find it utterly suspicious that Sszeyl agrees?

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

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">No Bull's Strength. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">Ooh! If those potions were actually identified

TMG:<font color="#000000">Must add to wiki! I'll dot hat now.

TMG:<font color="#000000">*do that

LiaGM:<font color="#000000">Fly - A sky-blue, transparent liquid. Sweet and fruity, like candied grapefruit.

LiaGM:<font color="#000000">OOPS

LiaGM:<font color="#000000">One moment.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">'Maybe a little' OCD, indeed. |D

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

LiaGM:<font color="#000000">Endure Elements - A translucent grey liquid which swirls like liquid smoke, it smells like the air just before a rainstorm and tastes of smoked meat.

TMG:<font color="#000000">just whisper them to me, lia

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">2,385 gp so far..

LiaGM:<font color="#000000">Eagle's Splendor - A golden liquid; it looks like honey. It tastes like honey, too, with a hint of champagne.

TMG:<font color="#000000">no need to clutter here, folks can see it on the wiki when I'm done

LiaGM:<font color="#000000">Levitate - A carbonated liquid. It looks like ginger ale. It tastes like ginger ale, too.

LiaGM:<font color="#000000">Cat's Grace - A teal potion with very low viscosity. It has a slightly fishy smell, with a taste like good tuna.

VAE:<font color="#000000">can't wait to level up, though. Miron will take spontaneous curing as a feat.

LiaGM:<font color="#000000">Cure Moderate Wounds - A translucent cyan potion. It tastes like raspberries, with just the tiniest hint of extra sugar.

LiaGM:<font color="#000000">Darkvision - Deep violet, almost black in color. This might stain your teeth. It tastes like blueberry jam, with just a hint of lemon.

VAE:<font color="#000000">will make spell preparation much more fun

LiaGM:<font color="#000000">Protection from Law - The color of this potion seems to change every time you look at it. It tastes like fruit punch.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Tom claims Cure Moderate.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Beautiful, adding to wiki. :&gt;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... I missed your &quot;whisper it to me&quot; in the midst of my posting. ^^;

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

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Protection from Law.. that's a hillarious name

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">All sections exhausted? :3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Gnoggle: Tathi: Wand of Summon Monster I (straight wooden wand painted black with white tips, 49/50 charges, 735 GP), Necklace of Fireballs type I (1,650 GP), Arcane Scrolls: First scroll - Endure Elements, Expeditious Retreat, Reduce Person Second scroll - Misdirection, Feather Fall Tom: Cloak of Charisma +2 (soft, pale blue-grey, 4,000 GP), (Cure Moderate Wounds, 300 GP) Miron: +1 studded leather armor (1,175 GP), five bags of 25 GP worth of silver dust (125 GP), Divine Scrolls: First scroll - Goodberry, Detect Undead, Entropic Shield, Second scroll - Shield Other, Master Air (SC), Make Whole, Third scroll - Buoyant Lifting (SC), Summon Monster II, Shroud of Undeath, Fourth scroll - Protection from Law, Alarm, Fifth scroll - Augury, Deep Breath (SC), Calm Animals, Sixth scroll - Cause Fear, Undetectable Alignment, Seventh scroll - Protection from Chaos, Delay Poison, Magic Circle against Chaos Eighth scroll - Comprehend Languages, Calm Emotions Elros: Sszeyl: a small silver mirror (90 GP), a ring with a piece of polished agate set in it (80 GP), one set of artisan's tools ( 5 gp) Party: thirty-six days' trail rations (18 GP, 5 SP each)

TMG:<font color="#000000">Hokay, going silent for a bit, and will not be able to see anything anyone's tyoing.

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

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">it's like the immunity our politicians have

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Someone...really should take that cold iron longsword. =3=

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

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">For to kill demons with.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Or devils.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">:B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">We could sell it. And then use the gold to buy a cold iron longsword.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... why would you sell a cold iron longsword to buy a cold iron longsword? :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">that's like a russian trade transaction

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Is it just not your color or something? XP

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">I'm just pointing out the silliness in keeping anything. It's like having circumstance suggest our equipment to us. :P

VAE:<font color="#000000">You steal a crate of vodka, you pour it out into the drain, you return the bottles for cash, and use it to buy booze

* Meany claps hands.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">So!

VAE:<font color="#000000">Also, hatari.. as a person who has found some rather useful things out in the streets, (like a flashlight) i ffail to see the sillyness

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Shall we total up what isn't claimed? :3

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">And divide?

TMG:<font color="#000000">still adding stuff to wiki...

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">I would just sooner customize everything than let happenstance pick. But enough others feel differently that this is still prudent.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... Is this a bad time that often I add items to the loot that I can see the group using in coming adventures? 0:3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">*a bad time to mention that

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Oh no. We're all going bald and cheeseless! :B

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Very well. Mathing for a moment.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Wiki Updatd.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Wiki Updated.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Doo dee doo.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Well, if we give Relnok and Swallowtail a 500gp courtesy each to get supplied and back home, everyone's base value share is 6976.33gp.

* Meany spit takes.

* Meany drinks some more, and spit takes again.

* Meany steals VAE's drink and spit takes with that.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Gnoggle: (6976.33) Tathi: Wand of Summon Monster I (straight wooden wand painted black with white tips, 49/50 charges, 735 GP), Necklace of Fireballs type I (1,650 GP), Arcane Scrolls: First scroll - Endure Elements, Expeditious Retreat, Reduce Person Second scroll - Misdirection, Feather Fall (4591.33) Tom: Cloak of Charisma +2 (soft, pale blue-grey, 4,000 GP), (Cure Moderate Wounds, 300 GP) (2676.33) Miron: +1 studded leather armor (1,175 GP), five bags of 25 GP worth of silver dust (125 GP), Divine Scrolls: First scroll - Goodberry, Detect Undead, Entropic Shield, Second scroll - Shield Other, Master Air (SC), Make Whole, Third scroll - Buoyant Lifting (SC), Summon Monster II, Shroud of Undeath, Fourth scroll - Protection from Law, Alarm, Fifth scroll - Augury, Deep Breath (SC), Calm Animals, Sixth scroll - Cause Fear, Undetectable Alignment, Seventh scroll - Protection from Chaos, Delay Poison, Magic Circle against Chaos Eighth scroll - Comprehend Languages, Calm Emotions (5676.33) Elros: (6976.33) Sszeyl: a small silver mirror (90 GP), a ring with a piece of polished agate set in it (80 GP), one set of artisan's tools ( 5 gp) (6801.33) Party: thirty-six days' trail rations (-18.5)

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">So, everyone should be left with their selected items and an amount of gold left over in parenthesis from the sale of non-claimed items.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Seems acceptable. :&gt;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">YAY! Tallying it to my character sheet

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Time for work~

* Dr. Hatari waves.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">wait, crap!

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Holy crow, does that include Flint and Richter as far as who gets those shares?

VAE:<font color="#000000">i already subtracted tue price of miron's items

VAE:<font color="#000000">so that changes the gold numbers

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Lia, mind if I just keep it on my token? &gt;&gt;

VAE:<font color="#000000">And yes liatai, it should involve them too

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Well drat. I didn't include Flint or Richter.

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

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">My sheet seems to have broken for Money sections.

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

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">you asses wanted to shortchange the Leaden Mace!

TMG:<font color="#000000">You -forgot- Flint and Richter? &gt;.&gt;

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">I'm more forgotten than Landon at this rate D: VAE:<font color="#000000">This *won't* be forgotten!

TMG:<font color="#000000">Eh he...okay, waiting for re-adjustment. ^^;

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">*insert Miron-raeg*

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">It'll be a quick fix. One more moment.

VAE:<font color="#000000">I'm sure the drow caused this!

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Also, VAE, it doesn't really change the gold value any. :3 Just add your share of gold to whatever Miron's gold was before you paid for the items.

Faerie:<font color="#006666">&#171; &#160;4637+6976.33 = 4637 + 6976.33 = 11613.33&#160; <font color="#006666">&#187;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Wait a bit, Fae.

Tokens dropped onto map 'Grasslands'Liatai:<font color="#000000">Slight mathing error. ^^;

Vargy:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;You've learned well, my student!&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">ach, alex, hold up. The preious values are incorrect

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Oh, or not. ^^;

* Faerie waits patiently. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Gnoggle: (5232.25) Tathi: Wand of Summon Monster I (straight wooden wand painted black with white tips, 49/50 charges, 735 GP), Necklace of Fireballs type I (1,650 GP), Arcane Scrolls: First scroll - Endure Elements, Expeditious Retreat, Reduce Person Second scroll - Misdirection, Feather Fall (2847.25) Tom: Cloak of Charisma +2 (soft, pale blue-grey, 4,000 GP), (Cure Moderate Wounds, 300 GP) (932.25) Miron: +1 studded leather armor (1,175 GP), five bags of 25 GP worth of silver dust (125 GP), Divine Scrolls: First scroll - Goodberry, Detect Undead, Entropic Shield, Second scroll - Shield Other, Master Air (SC), Make Whole, Third scroll - Buoyant Lifting (SC), Summon Monster II, Shroud of Undeath, Fourth scroll - Protection from Law, Alarm, Fifth scroll - Augury, Deep Breath (SC), Calm Animals, Sixth scroll - Cause Fear, Undetectable Alignment, Seventh scroll - Protection from Chaos, Delay Poison, Magic Circle against Chaos Eighth scroll - Comprehend Languages, Calm Emotions (3932.25) Elros: (5232.25) Sszeyl: a small silver mirror (90 GP), a ring with a piece of polished agate set in it (80 GP), one set of artisan's tools ( 5 gp) (5057.25) Party: thirty-six days' trail rations (-18.5)

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Okay, there. Cohorts accounted for. :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">the trouble is, i already subtracted miron's bought items price

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Now I really must jump off or I'll be late.

Faerie:<font color="#006666">And we should all subtract 18.5 individually?

VAE:<font color="#000000">though.. it's just the 1175+125 gold, right?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">See you, Hatari. Thanks!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">No, someone generous can take that hit.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">so 1300

TMG:<font color="#000000">danman, you were not supposed to subract bought items

* Dr. Hatari heads out.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Hatari did that for you

TMG:<font color="#000000">just re-add them

VAE:<font color="#000000">so i did

Faerie:<font color="#006666">&#171; &#160;4637+5232.25 = 4637 + 5232.25 = 9869.25&#160; <font color="#006666">&#187;

TMG:<font color="#000000">actually, no one even needs to subtract 18.5 at all

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">&#171; &#160;45.6+5057.25 = 45.6 + 5057.25 = 5102.85&#160; <font color="#CD7F31">&#187;

VAE:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;3932+1300 = 3932 + 1300 = 5232&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

TMG:<font color="#000000">We're just keeping the rations for eveyone

TMG:<font color="#000000">like we did before

VAE:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;5232*0.9 = 5232 * 0.9 = 4708.8&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

VAE:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;4708.8-1300 = 4708.8 - 1300 = 3408.8&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Faerie:<font color="#006666">&#171; &#160;25+18 = 25 + 18 = 43&#160; <font color="#006666">&#187;

TMG:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;5886+5232 = 5886 + 5232 = 11118&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

VAE:<font color="#000000">the dues for the mace were 10%, am i right?

Faerie:<font color="#006666">And are we going to have to write this down, or will the tokens be saved?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Flint and Richter's tokens updated.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Same here.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Liatai has said she's going to take these tokens here and inttegrate them into the real campaign file

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

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

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Now, all ready for mini session shopping sprees. :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... You know, did we ever decide how much the operational tithe was? &gt;.&gt;

TMG:<font color="#000000">I thought you did. o.o

TMG:<font color="#000000">eh, check the logs for it. x3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">10% is a pretty standard tithe... but that's a LOT of money. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;5232.25/10 = 5232.25 / 10 = 523.225&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... Actually not as much as I thought. Especially considering donations go toward the armory and resurrection funds. :.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;5232.25-523.23 = 5232.25 - 523.23 = 4709.02&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Ah. Good call. I'll note that in my sheet.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">*shifty*

VAE:<font color="#000000">well, that needs to be computed for thomas too

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Shall we start scheduling mini's? :3

Faerie:<font color="#006666">&#171; &#160;9869-523 = 9869 - 523 = 9346&#160; <font color="#006666">&#187;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Remember, thomas, it's going towards your pension fund XD

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

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Faefaefae! D: Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Brb. :U

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You don't need to deduct the tithe! D: TMG:<font color="#000000">meany; erm, I though we were going to wait until next real game. o.O but, whatever Liatai says...

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Give yourself that 523 GP back. That's just for Leaden Mace folks. ^^;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">*snrk* After all that Thomas has 400 gp. :P

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">So much for tanking items. x3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">He can atleast pay Barbarus back and buy a duck~

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Minis, y'say?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Hatari's claimed Tuesday for a Tom session. Beyond that.. anything you guys want to play out over the next week or two? :3

TMG:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt's got nothing to do until after the next real session, at the very least...

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Ah...not sure. And I need to get running. Need to do the dishes.

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

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Unless there's anything else, I'll disconnect. See you all on IRC.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Oh! And lastly.

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Right, got everything added.

TMG:<font color="#000000">One last thing!

* Faerie waits

TMG:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;36/6 = 36 / 6 = 6&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

One More Thing!:<font color="#000000">&gt;.&gt;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Everyone add 6 trail rations to your inventory. x3

VAE:<font color="#000000">tuesday? WIll it involve me as well?

One More Thing!:<font color="#000000">I really should've used him, yes. x3

One More Thing!:<font color="#000000">In fact, saving this token now...

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Alright, now headed off. Later.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I don't believe so, VAE. Though you can ask Hatari. :3

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">How early can you be on tomorrow, Lia? =3=;;

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">There, token fully up0dated.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Hatari, am asking ya X3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Hatari's at cookies.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Meany - Depends. How involved is this mini-session?

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

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">It should only be a 'off-camera purchase' and then pure talking. :3

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I can be on between 10 AM and 3 PM tomorrow, and then I'm booked until after 5 or 6 PM.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Is five hours enough? :3

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

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">anyveyz, I'm heading back to LoZ :&gt;

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

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Are you planning to visit the ZLR household at all in that time?

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Maybe, if we have time. ^^;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I only ask because there's plot stuff going on there, and Tom is planning to visit there in the Tuesday session.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Oh, perhaps I can tag along then. :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Would Sszeyl go with Tom? -- Ah! Perhaps. :3

TMG:<font color="#000000">timeframe Q; would this be the morning after the Sargano raid?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It would be the day after the Sargano raid, yes.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Mkay, cool, just checking

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Unless Tom/Sszeyl/Barbarus want to do any midnight minis. ;B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It's about 10 o'pocketwatch by the time the party gets to their respective HQs.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Barbie would just be bumbling around. =3=;

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Relying a bit too much on the probies to not kill himself on the stairs.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">As in, needing help to get up and down, or demanding help when he can do it himself? :B

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Needing help.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">He no longer has depth perception, so cannot tell how far those stairs are by sight. =3=;

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">And hasn't been there long enough to be doing it by memory.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Aside from him summoning the heroic willpower to grab a crutch and hobble all the way out to the cemetary to grab the dresses ^^

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">:B

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">His legs aren't damaged.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Eye and arm are.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ah. I could just see Barbarus standing at the top of the stairs and yelling &quot;Edariiiiiiiic~&quot; every few minutes every time the bard sits down. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">&quot; *sigh* This is almost making me wish I was still a statue -3-&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Someone. Take this money. And go buy that cat a damn helper monkey. Dx&quot;

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">He could probably try to do the same with Aelian coming up the stairs, but Aelian's not as nice as Edaric. So it would probably only work a few times. :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">helper monkey? well, sadly, sszeyl doesn't qualify for the first part.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Perhaps Miron could apply.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">With his greater experience in the area.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">:B

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">And appropriate size.

VAE:<font color="#000000">indeed.. Sseyl has his qualifications as Annoying Baboon

Liatai:<font color="#000000">PC tokens saved. :3

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Oh, and Lia.

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

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

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Until Barbie gets his arm back, at least, I figure his main combat stuff's going to be mounted.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Better get ranks in Ride. :3

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">So, does Castleton keep Clydesdales? :U

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yes. Fine draft horses, they are, I believe. :3

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

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">&gt;:3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... OH. Oh-ho-ho-ho. XD

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You know what. I'm going to have to tell Hatari this on Tuesday.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Wha-ho?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Tom might need to go inquisition again on Flint. :B

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Finding the most vicious, foul tempered, generally unpleasant specimine.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">And name it.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Flint and Smoke are BOTH injured. XD

VAE:<font color="#000000">Tom going inquisition *on* flint?

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">And just like last time; &quot;It's just a scratch.&quot; &quot;No it's not! &gt;:O You stand still and let me cure you!&quot;

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">I JUST REMEMBERED! D: Liatai:<font color="#000000">WHAT D: TMG:<font color="#000000">Need to talk to everyone who's moving up a level. Does anyone remember if I said that, way back during that two-week IC downtime, that Gnogglebolt was teaching the others the basics of tech device usage?

VAE:<font color="#000000">i do

TMG:<font color="#000000">So they could put at least one point in it as if it were a class skill?

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Yeah, a bit too late. :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">but Miron's not moving p a level a loong time

TMG:<font color="#000000">Well, adjust it. :B

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Barb especially is gonna need it, if his arm is going to be fixed by Gnogglebolt and not magic. x3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Barb isn't levelling up for a loooooooong time.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Not until his ECL is equal to the party's again.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Speaking of which.

VAE:<font color="#000000">he's still almost 1.1k XP short

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You owe a goblin an arm, you. :P

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Or at least a leg. :P

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Barb hasn't leveled.

TMG:<font color="#000000">and Sszeyl's gonna need it for the rage gauntlets Gnogglebolt makes for him

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">He -won't- have leveld for a long time.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">I knoooowwww! xD

VAE:<font color="#000000">speaking of which.. anyone got an idea where the hell was Miron's XP lost?

TMG:<font color="#000000">Don't have a high enough Technological Limit for the arm yet

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Not a one. Though I'll be sure to mark the fact that there is a deficit.

TMG:<font color="#000000">though Gnogglebolt can probabl;y make a simple leg

TMG:<font color="#000000">if he, y'know, gets the -time- for it.

VAE:<font color="#000000">i mean, i missed a session that i slept through, but i doubt that was worth 900

TMG:<font color="#000000">He's still working on the boom-chucker. :B

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Tech, does Gnogglebolt have the TL to make those gauntlets right now? =3=;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Meany; uhum...I dunno, I'll have to check.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Although, Liatai. :.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Please do.

TMG:<font color="#000000">If I can work with you to design the articulated arm to have a Technological Score no greater than 10, then it could actually be the very device he makes to qualify for the Engineer PrC at level 7

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Hm! :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Got to say I like that idea story-wise. :3

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Oh, Lia.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Not sure if you were around for dis.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">But there was speak of Ninja and Monk sparring fights.

TMG:<font color="#000000">besides skill prereques, the special prereq for becoming an engineer is completeing the construction of a device of at least TS 10 without assistance.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I was around. And am intrigued. :3

TMG:<font color="#000000">The minimum level one can do this is 7, because a tinker's Technological Limit is their tinker level + 1, plus any Knack feats with add +2 TL to a specific kind of device

TMG:<font color="#000000">Currently, I have Firearms Knack and Small Device Kack, won't be able to get any other feat until after I'm an engineer. I'm pretty sure making an arm sized for a goblin is small enough... &gt;.&gt;

TMG:<font color="#000000">(to qualify for the Kack feat)

TMG:<font color="#000000">(can't remember the exact maximum size, though)

VAE:<font color="#000000">... Kack?

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

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">twice in a row?

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Bring it on, deep-trench elf. &gt;:3

TMG:<font color="#000000">Oh, and I hope that when Sszeyl and Swallowtail are together, they have Gnogglebolt with them so he can translate. x3

VAE:<font color="#000000">I hope they don't... and the one left alive is Swallowtail

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">I intend to, skinny human. :3

TMG:<font color="#000000">anywayz, rage Gauntles TS...checking now

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

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Unlike your impish red-eyed friend, I am not so easily defeated by literature. :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">Well that's good.

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">Hey! &gt;:O

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">Because I'd hate to waste a bookshelf on a wimp. :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">*suddenly, an entire library bookcase is thrown*

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Where literature fails, literature and furniture combined succeed.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">aha, Furious Gauntles, TS...

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

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Okay. He's out of furniture. I think it's-&quot; &quot;He's going for the livestock.&quot; &quot;RETREAT!&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">...12. Damn. :/

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&quot;Run awaaaaaay!&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Beware of flying cow!&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&quot;Fetchez la vache!&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">&quot;fetchez&quot; ahahahaha

* Liatai is bricked for a Python reference. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">Alrighty, heading to LoZ now

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Okay. All tokens saved. :3

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

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">should i save log too?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yes please!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">-- OH

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

One More Thing!:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl!

VAE:<font color="#000000">process it, or just archive?

One More Thing!:<font color="#000000">Miron!

One More Thing!:<font color="#000000">Roll Fort saves!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 3 + 7 = 10&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Fort save!

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 9 + 5 = 14&#160; <font color="#CD7F31">&#187; Fort save!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Now we know why Miron will be laying low.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Miron caught the slimy doom. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl, you're safe.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Heh.. i imagine Thomas having to physically restrain him

VAE:<font color="#000000">&quot;it's&quot; *cough blood* &quot;just a bit of a wet cough&quot;

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">&quot;You're leaking -jelly- you dumbass!&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">&quot;People don't even HAVE jelly IN them!&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">And Thomas will have support from the other two clerics in the Mace. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">So while Miron sure won't die from it, he'll probably be a fair bit miserable for a while while he recovers his Con damage. :3

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">given fort's almost his best save.. that was rather shitty roll

VAE:<font color="#000000">looks like the armor wasn't desinfected well

VAE:<font color="#000000">now i see why gnogglebolt didn't want it

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">While I'm thinking of it... I touched the prisoner too to stabilize him. D: &#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 12 + 7 = 19&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">Yay :D

VAE:<font color="#000000">heh.. this makes me think

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I'll have Tom roll one on Tuesday.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">If nothing else is left. :3

VAE:<font color="#000000">the law seems to work pretty reliably in Castleton... i wonder how would Miron take it if they actually encountered corruption.. like folks the group arrests getting off with minor punishments

* Meany pops out.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">makes me wonder since we are beginning to arrest high-profile figures, like Sargano family. In this case, luckily there's overwhelming evidence

Royce Sargano:<font color="#000000">Ooh, then Miron's especially not going to like me.

Royce Sargano:<font color="#000000">Because I know my rights. =3=

Royce Sargano:<font color="#000000">Two words. Informant. Clause. &gt;:3

Miron:<font color="#000000">*suddenly feels cold sweat, for no apparent reason*

TMG:<font color="#000000">Same thing Gnogglebolt used to get the Redmaw goblins off. :&gt;

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">This will take a *lot* of beer to get through

Liatai:<font color="#000000">-- BUAH

TMG:<font color="#000000">Heh-heh-heh. x3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">A moth just landed on my glasses D: VAE:<font color="#000000">pfft!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Scared the bejeebers out of me for a second =3=;;;;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Now i KNOW your mother was a dwarf.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;No gnome drinks that kind of piss-water, in that quantity. :/ &quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">Nah.. just spent a few dozen years with them. Nice,honest folk, and don't like drow anymore than i do.

TMG:<font color="#000000">liatai; aww. x3

TMG:<font color="#000000">I don't know why, but that's still cute. x3

VAE:<font color="#000000">Because it involves liatai, that's why

TMG:<font color="#000000">Exactly! :D

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It was like &quot;SUDDENLY. BUGVISION. D:&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Liatai's just one of those people. Everything she does is cute. x3

* Liatai flails. ^^;;;

TMG:<font color="#000000">And when they try to deny or break out of their cuteness, it only makes them -more- cute. ^^

VAE:<font color="#000000">why is there a pamela token on suddenly?

TMG:<font color="#000000">Just wanna wrap 'em in a blanky and put them on DailySquee. ^^

Pamela Lundy:<font color="#000000">Oooh! Does that make -me- cute? :3

VAE:<font color="#000000">yes it does.

Royce Sargano:<font color="#000000">No it doesn't D: TMG:<font color="#000000">You fall into the category of GrotesqueCute at BEST, missy. &gt;.&gt;

Pamela Lundy:<font color="#000000">You shut up. |3

VAE:<font color="#000000">Shut up, you

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

zapdos:<font color="#000000">As an aside, remember me?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Shall we go back to the IRC?

TMG:<font color="#000000">whyfore zapdos? o.o

VAE:<font color="#000000">it was a custom enemy my group almost fought in the game that died due to ensuing schedule conflict (owl went to college)

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Anyway, yes. Back to IRC!

TMG:<font color="#000000">Save logz and such.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">log saved

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... ooooh. Hatari left a Keppler laying around. &gt;:3

VAE:<font color="#000000">and now....

* Liatai snags. =Q=

You have disconnected.

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

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

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">*shifty*

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

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Mind if I take a bit to get them all loaded? =3=;

* Devil_Hellcat paws at the drow.

* Teeny Rin tackles the hellcat! &gt;:O

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">I would say don't preload.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Just load what you need as you go.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">After all, what's the chances of us being in a curiousity shop?

* Ghostwish watches the mini-session start there. &quot;DAMNIT.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Child of the Onyx World, Aelian's surname translated to. Huh. :3 If it was left with the -yth, it would be People of the Onyx World.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">*snrk* what? &quot;I'm sorry, I just realized that in common your last name sounds like 'Banana Eater'&quot;.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">and then she would tease him with bananas, constantly.

Aelian Cyadarith:<font color="#000000">&quot;How in the world do you get 'banana eater' out of Cyadarith?&quot;

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Meany, shall we get started? What did you have in mind?

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Elven hounds! Elven hounds! :&gt;

* Ghostwish bounces up and down.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">I has the Mace loaded. :3

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Oh, and one alert.. I have about an hour and a half before I need to get ready for class.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oof. Can you leave the server up, or would you prefer to shut it down?

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">I will have to shut it down sadly... it would mean leaving the computer on all day. : Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">(as I have my D&amp;D irl game - oorrr actually...)

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Liatai! You can text me when you're done!

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">And then I can text family and have someone shut the computer off. :&gt;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Well, maybe we can get VAE to cover for you when you -- !!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Not a bad idea! :D

* Ghostwish was a comm specialist in the marines. XD

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">All right, so Meany.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You said you had the Mace loaded. Do you want to do stuff there, or do you have something else in mind first? If you have the Mace in mind, I just need to move some people around. :3

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( I'm purchasing the plot first. :o ))

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">I see the weasel. :P

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( And...was it a minimum of 1k to rebuild the house? ))

* Teeny Rin pounces the Richter!

* Richter Malino flails and falls over in a tumble of papers and books. D: Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yes.

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( So, contracting some local carpenters to rebuild the house, at 1.5k. :3 ))

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&#171; &#160;2500+1500 = 2500 + 1500 = 4000&#160; <font color="#CD7F31">&#187;

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

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">All right, give me just a few more moments to sort out some stats...

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">so much for your earnings!

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( Still got 1.1k. ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d10+2 = 3 + 2 = 5&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( More than enough to pay for more miners, and get those add-ons dug out. ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">There we go, all set. :3

* You roll to yourself: &#171; &#160;1d6 = 5&#160; &#187; &#171; &#160;1d6 = 4&#160; &#187; &#171; &#160;1d6 = 6&#160; &#187; &#171; &#160;1d6 = 2&#160; &#187; &#171; &#160;1d6 = 2&#160; &#187; =&gt; Invalid expression: &#171; &#160;1d6 = 5&#160; &#187; &#171; &#160;1d6 = 4&#160; &#187; &#171; &#160;1d6 = 6&#160; &#187; &#171; &#160;1d6 = 2&#160; &#187; &#171; &#160;1d6 = 2&#160; &#187;.Liatai:<font color="#000000">Begin at will. :3

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

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( Moving to le mace. ))

* You roll to yourself: &#171; &#160;1d6 = 3&#160; &#187; &#171; &#160;1d6 = 2&#160; &#187; &#171; &#160;1d6 = 3&#160; &#187; &#171; &#160;1d6 = 2&#160; &#187; &#171; &#160;1d6 = 3&#160; &#187; =&gt; Invalid expression: &#171; &#160;1d6 = 3&#160; &#187; &#171; &#160;1d6 = 2&#160; &#187; &#171; &#160;1d6 = 3&#160; &#187; &#171; &#160;1d6 = 2&#160; &#187; &#171; &#160;1d6 = 3&#160; &#187;.* You roll to yourself: &#171; &#160;1d6 = 6&#160; &#187; &#171; &#160;1d6 = 5&#160; &#187; &#171; &#160;1d6 = 1&#160; &#187; &#171; &#160;1d6 = 5&#160; &#187; &#171; &#160;1d6 = 4&#160; &#187; =&gt; Invalid expression: &#171; &#160;1d6 = 6&#160; &#187; &#171; &#160;1d6 = 5&#160; &#187; &#171; &#160;1d6 = 1&#160; &#187; &#171; &#160;1d6 = 5&#160; &#187; &#171; &#160;1d6 = 4&#160; &#187;.Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Welcome -- oh! Hello.&quot;

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

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sszeyl, right?&quot;

* Sszeyl the drow appears, holding some papers rolled up under his arm.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Yes. From the Guardians.&quot;

* You roll to yourself: &#171; &#160;1d6 = 4&#160; &#187; &#171; &#160;1d6 = 6&#160; &#187; &#171; &#160;1d6 = 3&#160; &#187; &#171; &#160;1d6 = 5&#160; &#187; &#171; &#160;1d6 = 5&#160; &#187; =&gt; Invalid expression: &#171; &#160;1d6 = 4&#160; &#187; &#171; &#160;1d6 = 6&#160; &#187; &#171; &#160;1d6 = 3&#160; &#187; &#171; &#160;1d6 = 5&#160; &#187; &#171; &#160;1d6 = 5&#160; &#187;.Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;I remember. I think we've run into each other a few times.&quot; ^^;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">A stick of jerky is removed from trail rations and given to the dog.

Smoke:<font color="#000000">Good grief, that tail is a regular blur. :D :D :D

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Yes, I believe you are the...Lieutenant? The one directly under the Commander in rank.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Gardener, yes, that was it. :o&quot;

* You roll to yourself: &#171; &#160;1d6 = 2&#160; &#187; &#171; &#160;1d6 = 6&#160; &#187; &#171; &#160;1d6 = 2&#160; &#187; &#171; &#160;1d6 = 3&#160; &#187; &#171; &#160;1d6 = 5&#160; &#187; &#171; &#160;1d6 = 1&#160; &#187; =&gt; Invalid expression: &#171; &#160;1d6 = 2&#160; &#187; &#171; &#160;1d6 = 6&#160; &#187; &#171; &#160;1d6 = 2&#160; &#187; &#171; &#160;1d6 = 3&#160; &#187; &#171; &#160;1d6 = 5&#160; &#187; &#171; &#160;1d6 = 1&#160; &#187;.Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes, that's right.&quot; Or close enough. ^^; &quot;What can we do for you?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;I believe I have an appointment to speak with Commander Ashford?&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ashmore.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Oh, sorry. :.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes, I believe your friend Thomas set one up for you. Follow me.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oof! Sorry.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Here we are...&quot; Knock knock.

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;Enter!&quot;

Smoke:<font color="#000000">See ya later, nice drow :D

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Sounds a bit spirited, today. :.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Ta, Smoke.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Commander.&quot; The Drow enters, and gives a small bow. Not enough to fully expose his neck, though.

* Alberic Ashmore appears to have been browsing the bookshelf when you entered. He responds with a shallow nod. &quot;Sszeyl, was it? Of the Vigilant Guardians.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Yes. First order of business of the day.&quot;

* Sszeyl pulls a very heavy looking parchment roll from his stack, and hands it over to the Commander.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;A prospective donation, for your group.&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( That's the deed. :o ))

* Alberic Ashmore takes it, looking it over with a soft frown. He raises an eyebrow. &quot;... The Nerullian temple your group cleansed with Brother Carthan.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Yes. Your group seems particularly adept at tacking the...less pleasant religious groups.&quot;

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">He looks at you, eyebrow still raised. Seems he's waiting for an explanation before passing any judgement.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;With the property deed, you and yours may see no evil is done there again.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;If you so choose.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;I would advise cleansing and repurposing the facility for your use, though.&quot;

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

* Sszeyl offers another roll.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;The group contract for a team of carpenters to restore the building atop the temple.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;They've been paid already, and wait for your signature before beginning.&quot;

* Sszeyl indicates the rest of the stack.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;And these are the individual contracts for each carpenter.&quot;

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;... You've been rather thorough.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#6600CC">*is totally not sitting on Sszeyl's head, munching on a corncob. That would be rude.*

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">No eating in my office, ephemeral thing. :/

Teeny Rin:<font color="#6600CC">*furiously chunks the tiny corn cob at Alberic!*

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">*banishes*

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

Teeny Rin:<font color="#6600CC">*beats on the door! Nuuuuuu!! T_T*

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">There, there, teeny thing. ^^;

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;This is quite a sizeable donation to make.&quot; He's looking over the documents carefully again, as if looking for some sort of catch.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Your group has been giving sizeable aide.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#6600CC">*scribblescribble!scribblescribble!*

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">*banishes again*

Teeny Rin:<font color="#6600CC">I totally drew sailor moon porn all over your book, big fat meanie head.

* Liatai snrks.

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

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;We will have the archivists look it over, just to be certain that everything is as it should be. I take it that real estate is not the main order of business you wished to discuss, however.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Hokay! May someone zap me the backlog--whoa!

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Merely a tool to hopefully improve your mood.&quot;

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

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">:/

Teeny Rin:<font color="#6600CC">I BE GOOD. I BE GOOD. O_O

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;My next topic is a bit...oh, how does one politely say prone to start arguments?&quot; :3

* Alberic Ashmore shelves the deed and moves over to his desk, gesturing for Sszeyl to take a seat in one of the nearby chairs. He does not sit himself, yet.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">Le sit.

TMG:<font color="#000000">and read up. Carry on. ^^

* Alberic Ashmore sits after Sszeyl does, resting his elbows on the desk and steepling his fingers. &quot;Speak.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Thomas is a good friend of mine, and my group.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">This is facinating, by the way.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;He is...the third kindest person I have ever met in my life.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;And he has chosen to throw his lot in with you and yours.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;I respect his wishes, and your group the more for having him.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;But before I respect you and give my full blessing to the future cooperations of our groups, answer me this.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#6600CC">WHERE ARE THE COOKIES.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">Suddenly, the Drow looks eerily apathetic.

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">Downstairs, little one. ^^

Teeny Rin:<font color="#6600CC">! squeeeeeeeeeeee!

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">DON'T YOU DARE GVE THAT EPHEMERAL THING MY COOKIES. &gt;:O

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">''&quot;Did Miron develop his racist, hateful, unprofessional attitude from your teachings, or his own life experiences? :/&quot;''

* Alberic Ashmore raises an eyebrow at that. &quot;... Elaborate, if you will.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Your agent has, in the span of my knowing him, verbally insulted, belittled, and otherwise been a disreputable person to every single person he's interacted with outside your group.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;In some cases, in the middle of field work.&quot;

* Alberic Ashmore waits for further elaboration, should it be forthcoming. His expression is neutral.

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">Sacred canine duty.

Smoke:<font color="#000000">Not for me, I'm snoozing with my master. =3=

TMG:<font color="#000000">...darn, seems Meany had to stay behind for an extra sermon or somethin. &gt;.&gt;

Unknown command: &quot;oox To.&quot;. Try /help for a list of commands.Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( To. ))

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

* Sszeyl pulls two sheets of folded paper from his sleeve.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;After action reports of Guardians Edaric, and Aelian.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;The other reports relevant have, unfortunately, not been written yet.&quot;

* Sszeyl slides them to the Commander.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;These reports depict the events that transpired in the Briarclaw hunt.&quot;: Edaric Tonmor:<font color="#000000">Wait, we wrote reports?

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;The relevant portions are highlighted.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Wait, what are these reports that Edaric and--ah. x3

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

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">Because the Senior Field Agent said so.

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

Aelian Cyadarith:<font color="#000000">Are you trying to troll the Leaden Mace commander. &gt;.&gt;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">If so, I salute you.

* Alberic Ashmore reads them over. To refresh my memory, what instances is Sszeyl pointing out?

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">Verbaly assualting a freed hostage.

TMG:<font color="#000000">...Heh. That's actually a semi-plausible explanation. Barbarus, Edaric, and Aelian in the HQ all day with nothing to do?

TMG:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey new guys. Guess what.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">&quot;What?&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">&quot;PAPERWORK! &quot;

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Which will be even funnier when the others find out IC.

TMG:<font color="#000000">&quot;Um...Barbarus? We don't write reports or paperwork...&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">&quot;...YOU HAZED US! D: &quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">*suddenly, everyone smells of evergreen! Trollcat aay!*

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

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

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Continue, before I have to go. x

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Trollcat. I'll remember that one. x3

* Alberic Ashmore frowns, reading it over again. He seems to be taking his time.

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( Now lets see. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( I believe Miron also threatened a Founder, yes? ^^ ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( And..there was something in town, I think. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( Can't remember. :. ))

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

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oh yes. The argument in the caves. :.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Anyveyz. Continuuuu? :&gt;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;There have been...issues in the latest endeavour as well.&quot;

* Alberic Ashmore looks up from his reading and arches an eyebrow, listening.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;But you may consult your own Inquisitor Lazarus for a more reliable report of that incident.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Summerized from what I recall...Miron's most outstanding bit of insanity was verbally assaulting a necromancer riding atop a zombie nearly four times his size.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;As well as refusing to accept testimony, from even Thomas, about assistence rendered by a Guardian associate.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">What, my insults didn't amount to squat? C'mon, I got nommed for that!

TMG:<font color="#000000">no no, -before- the battle started.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Oh. Well. Drat.

TMG:<font color="#000000">If you insult before the battle, it's dumbassery. If you insult during the battle, its awesome. x3

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;The altercation with the necromancer is hardly outside of the norm. Unless there was some outstanding circumstance.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">(sszeyl should point out 'we were trying not to provoke them at the time')

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Translated -- dude, we're necromancer hunters. :P

TMG:<font color="#000000">words to that effec.

TMG:<font color="#000000">btu yeah.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Not really that big a deal anyway.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Yes...I belive we were depleted of resources, damaged quite extensively, and in a tactically unfavorable position.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Now, the paranoia about Zairith, that's another story.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;In short, she was in a large ballroom, while we were in a hallway, with she between us and the exit.&quot;

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;Elaborate on this issue with the Guardian associate, if you would.&quot; (The DM may be lagging slightly.)

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;A remote spellcaster was providing tactical information via cantrips while scrying us.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">:18 to your query of lag

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Miron, despite confirmation from several Guardians and Thomas, refused to belive we could trust this person.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Even extending into when the remote spellcaster offered to send in the Palm to reinforce our position.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;At rather significant personal risk. :/&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yep, DM's lagging. Last line I saw was Sszeyl: &quot;In short, she was in a large ballroom, while we were in a hallway, with she between us and the exit.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Whup, and time for me to skedaddle. I'll be back as soon as I can.

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

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">LAG!? :20

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( :21 :. ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl: &quot;A remote spellcaster was providing tactical information via cantrips while scrying us.&quot; :27

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( See your response. :. :28 ))

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Same! :28

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( :33 ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Got your TMG: :18 to your query of lag at :34.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">See your respond at :35. I need to pack up to go. :&gt;

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

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( :41 ))

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

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

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( Want a log? ))

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

Player &quot;Dr_Hatari&quot; is not connected. You whisper to Dr. Hatari: Hatari Ghostwish has connected. Liatai has connected. Meany: *shifty* Meany: Loading maps still slow. Meany: Mind if I take a bit to get them all loaded? =3=; * Devil_Hellcat paws at the drow. * Teeny Rin tackles the hellcat! &gt;:O Ghostwish: XP Ghostwish: I would say don't preload. Ghostwish: Just load what you need as you go. Ghostwish: After all, what's the chances of us being in a curiousity shop? * Ghostwish watches the mini-session start there. &quot;DAMNIT.&quot; Liatai: Child of the Onyx World, Aelian's surname translated to. Huh. :3 If it was left with the -yth, it would be People of the Onyx World. Tathi: *snrk* what? &quot;I'm sorry, I just realized that in common your last name sounds like 'Banana Eater'&quot;. Ghostwish: and then she would tease him with bananas, constantly. Aelian Cyadarith: &quot;How in the world do you get 'banana eater' out of Cyadarith?&quot; GM: Anyway! GM: Meany, shall we get started? What did you have in mind? Ghostwish: Elven hounds! Elven hounds! :&gt; * Ghostwish bounces up and down. Meany: I has the Mace loaded. :3 Ghostwish: Oh, and one alert.. I have about an hour and a half before I need to get ready for class. Liatai: Oof. Can you leave the server up, or would you prefer to shut it down? Sszeyl: (( :X )) Ghostwish: I will have to shut it down sadly... it would mean leaving the computer on all day. : Ghostwish: (as I have my D&amp;D irl game - oorrr actually...) Ghostwish: Liatai! You can text me when you're done! Ghostwish: And then I can text family and have someone shut the computer off. :&gt; Liatai: Well, maybe we can get VAE to cover for you when you -- !! Liatai: Not a bad idea! :D * Ghostwish was a comm specialist in the marines. XD Liatai: x3 Liatai: All right, so Meany. Liatai: You said you had the Mace loaded. Do you want to do stuff there, or do you have something else in mind first? If you have the Mace in mind, I just need to move some people around. :3 Sszeyl: (( I'm purchasing the plot first. :o )) Ghostwish: I see the weasel. :P Sszeyl: (( And...was it a minimum of 1k to rebuild the house? )) * Teeny Rin pounces the Richter! * Richter Malino flails and falls over in a tumble of papers and books. D: Liatai: Yes. Sszeyl: (( So, contracting some local carpenters to rebuild the house, at 1.5k. :3 )) Sszeyl: &#171;&#160;2500+1500 = 2500 + 1500 = 4000&#160;&#187; Sszeyl: (( Deducted. )) Liatai: Goodness. XD Liatai: All right, give me just a few more moments to sort out some stats... Ghostwish: so much for your earnings! Sszeyl: (( Still got 1.1k. )) Liatai: &#171;&#160;1d10+2 = 3 + 2 = 5&#160;&#187; Sszeyl: (( More than enough to pay for more miners, and get those add-ons dug out. )) Liatai: There we go, all set. :3 * You roll to yourself: &#171;&#160;1d6 = 5&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;1d6 = 4&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;1d6 = 6&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;1d6 = 2&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;1d6 = 2&#160;&#187; =&gt; Invalid expression: &#171;&#160;1d6 = 5&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;1d6 = 4&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;1d6 = 6&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;1d6 = 2&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;1d6 = 2&#160;&#187;. Liatai: Begin at will. :3 Sszeyl: (( Roit. )) Sszeyl: (( Moving to le mace. )) * You roll to yourself: &#171;&#160;1d6 = 3&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;1d6 = 2&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;1d6 = 3&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;1d6 = 2&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;1d6 = 3&#160;&#187; =&gt; Invalid expression: &#171;&#160;1d6 = 3&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;1d6 = 2&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;1d6 = 3&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;1d6 = 2&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;1d6 = 3&#160;&#187;. * You roll to yourself: &#171;&#160;1d6 = 6&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;1d6 = 5&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;1d6 = 1&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;1d6 = 5&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;1d6 = 4&#160;&#187; =&gt; Invalid expression: &#171;&#160;1d6 = 6&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;1d6 = 5&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;1d6 = 1&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;1d6 = 5&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;1d6 = 4&#160;&#187;. Cadamon Gardner: &quot;Welcome -- oh! Hello.&quot; Sszeyl: &quot;Hello.&quot; Cadamon Gardner: &quot;Sszeyl, right?&quot; * Sszeyl the drow appears, holding some papers rolled up under his arm. Sszeyl: &quot;Yes. From the Guardians.&quot; * You roll to yourself: &#171;&#160;1d6 = 4&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;1d6 = 6&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;1d6 = 3&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;1d6 = 5&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;1d6 = 5&#160;&#187; =&gt; Invalid expression: &#171;&#160;1d6 = 4&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;1d6 = 6&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;1d6 = 3&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;1d6 = 5&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;1d6 = 5&#160;&#187;. Cadamon Gardner: &quot;I remember. I think we've run into each other a few times.&quot; ^^; Smoke: :D ! Sszeyl: A stick of jerky is removed from trail rations and given to the dog. Smoke: Good grief, that tail is a regular blur. :D :D :D Sszeyl: &quot;Yes, I believe you are the...Lieutenant? The one directly under the Commander in rank.&quot; Sszeyl: &quot;Gardener, yes, that was it. :o&quot; * You roll to yourself: &#171;&#160;1d6 = 2&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;1d6 = 6&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;1d6 = 2&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;1d6 = 3&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;1d6 = 5&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;1d6 = 1&#160;&#187; =&gt; Invalid expression: &#171;&#160;1d6 = 2&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;1d6 = 6&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;1d6 = 2&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;1d6 = 3&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;1d6 = 5&#160;&#187; &#171;&#160;1d6 = 1&#160;&#187;. Cadamon Gardner: &quot;Yes, that's right.&quot; Or close enough. ^^; &quot;What can we do for you?&quot; Sszeyl: &quot;I believe I have an appointment to speak with Commander Ashford?&quot; Cadamon Gardner: &quot;Ashmore.&quot; Sszeyl: &quot;Oh, sorry. :.&quot; Cadamon Gardner: &quot;Yes, I believe your friend Thomas set one up for you. Follow me.&quot; Cadamon Gardner: &quot;Oof! Sorry.&quot; Cadamon Gardner: &quot;Here we are...&quot; Knock knock. Alberic Ashmore: &quot;Enter!&quot; Smoke: See ya later, nice drow :D Sszeyl: &quot;Sounds a bit spirited, today. :.&quot; Sszeyl: &quot;Ta, Smoke.&quot; Sszeyl: &quot;Commander.&quot; The Drow enters, and gives a small bow. Not enough to fully expose his neck, though. * Alberic Ashmore appears to have been browsing the bookshelf when you entered. He responds with a shallow nod. &quot;Sszeyl, was it? Of the Vigilant Guardians.&quot; Sszeyl: &quot;Yes. First order of business of the day.&quot; * Sszeyl pulls a very heavy looking parchment roll from his stack, and hands it over to the Commander. Sszeyl: &quot;A prospective donation, for your group.&quot; Sszeyl: (( That's the deed. :o )) * Alberic Ashmore takes it, looking it over with a soft frown. He raises an eyebrow. &quot;... The Nerullian temple your group cleansed with Brother Carthan.&quot; Sszeyl: &quot;Yes. Your group seems particularly adept at tacking the...less pleasant religious groups.&quot; Alberic Ashmore: He looks at you, eyebrow still raised. Seems he's waiting for an explanation before passing any judgement. Sszeyl: &quot;With the property deed, you and yours may see no evil is done there again.&quot; Sszeyl: &quot;If you so choose.&quot; Sszeyl: &quot;I would advise cleansing and repurposing the facility for your use, though.&quot; Sszeyl: &quot;And...&quot; * Sszeyl offers another roll. Sszeyl: &quot;The group contract for a team of carpenters to restore the building atop the temple.&quot; Sszeyl: &quot;They've been paid already, and wait for your signature before beginning.&quot; * Sszeyl indicates the rest of the stack. Sszeyl: &quot;And these are the individual contracts for each carpenter.&quot; Alberic Ashmore: &quot;... You've been rather thorough.&quot; Teeny Rin: *is totally not sitting on Sszeyl's head, munching on a corncob. That would be rude.* Alberic Ashmore: No eating in my office, ephemeral thing. :/ Teeny Rin: *furiously chunks the tiny corn cob at Alberic!* Alberic Ashmore: *banishes* Sszeyl: &quot;Yes.&quot; Teeny Rin: *beats on the door! Nuuuuuu!! T_T* Cadamon Gardner: There, there, teeny thing. ^^; Alberic Ashmore: &quot;This is quite a sizeable donation to make.&quot; He's looking over the documents carefully again, as if looking for some sort of catch. Sszeyl: &quot;Your group has been giving sizeable aide.&quot; Teeny Rin: *scribblescribble!scribblescribble!* Alberic Ashmore: *banishes again* Teeny Rin: I totally drew sailor moon porn all over your book, big fat meanie head. * Liatai snrks. TMG has connected. Alberic Ashmore: &quot;We will have the archivists look it over, just to be certain that everything is as it should be. I take it that real estate is not the main order of business you wished to discuss, however.&quot; TMG: Hokay! May someone zap me the backlog--whoa! Sszeyl: &quot;Merely a tool to hopefully improve your mood.&quot; TMG: That works. x3 Alberic Ashmore: :/ Teeny Rin: I BE GOOD. I BE GOOD. O_O Sszeyl: &quot;My next topic is a bit...oh, how does one politely say prone to start arguments?&quot; :3 * Alberic Ashmore shelves the deed and moves over to his desk, gesturing for Sszeyl to take a seat in one of the nearby chairs. He does not sit himself, yet. Sszeyl: Le sit. TMG: and read up. Carry on. ^^ * Alberic Ashmore sits after Sszeyl does, resting his elbows on the desk and steepling his fingers. &quot;Speak.&quot;Sszeyl: &quot;Thomas is a good friend of mine, and my group.&quot; TMG: This is facinating, by the way. Sszeyl: &quot;He is...the third kindest person I have ever met in my life.&quot; Sszeyl: &quot;And he has chosen to throw his lot in with you and yours.&quot; Sszeyl: &quot;I respect his wishes, and your group the more for having him.&quot; Sszeyl: &quot;But before I respect you and give my full blessing to the future cooperations of our groups, answer me this.&quot; Teeny Rin: WHERE ARE THE COOKIES. Sszeyl: Suddenly, the Drow looks eerily apathetic. Cadamon Gardner: Downstairs, little one. ^^ Teeny Rin: ! squeeeeeeeeeeee! Anise Berilan: DON'T YOU DARE GVE THAT EPHEMERAL THING MY COOKIES. &gt;:OSszeyl: &quot;Did Miron develop his racist, hateful, unprofessional attitude from your teachings, or his own life experiences? :/&quot; * Alberic Ashmore raises an eyebrow at that. &quot;... Elaborate, if you will.&quot; Sszeyl: &quot;Your agent has, in the span of my knowing him, verbally insulted, belittled, and otherwise been a disreputable person to every single person he's interacted with outside your group.&quot; Sszeyl: &quot;In some cases, in the middle of field work.&quot; * Alberic Ashmore waits for further elaboration, should it be forthcoming. His expression is neutral. Sszeyl: Brb. Sszeyl: Sacred canine duty. Smoke: Not for me, I'm snoozing with my master. =3= TMG: ...darn, seems Meany had to stay behind for an extra sermon or somethin. &gt;.&gt; Unknown command: &quot;oox To.&quot;. Try /help for a list of commands. Sszeyl: (( To. )) Sszeyl: (( Back. )) * Sszeyl pulls two sheets of folded paper from his sleeve. Sszeyl: &quot;After action reports of Guardians Edaric, and Aelian.&quot; Sszeyl: &quot;The other reports relevant have, unfortunately, not been written yet.&quot; * Sszeyl slides them to the Commander. Sszeyl: &quot;These reports depict the events that transpired in the Briarclaw hunt.&quot;: Edaric Tonmor: Wait, we wrote reports? Sszeyl: &quot;The relevant portions are highlighted.&quot; TMG: Wait, what are these reports that Edaric and--ah. x3 Barbarus: Mhm. =3= Barbarus: Because the Senior Field Agent said so. Barbarus: =3= Aelian Cyadarith: Are you trying to troll the Leaden Mace commander. &gt;.&gt; Tathi: If so, I salute you. * Alberic Ashmore reads them over. To refresh my memory, what instances is Sszeyl pointing out? Sszeyl: Verbaly assualting a freed hostage. TMG: ...Heh. That's actually a semi-plausible explanation. Barbarus, Edaric, and Aelian in the HQ all day with nothing to do? TMG: &quot;Hey new guys. Guess what.&quot; TMG: &quot;What?&quot; TMG: &quot;PAPERWORK! &quot; Liatai: XD XD XD TMG: Which will be even funnier when the others find out IC. TMG: &quot;Um...Barbarus? We don't write reports or paperwork...&quot; TMG: &quot;...YOU HAZED US! D: &quot; TMG: *suddenly, everyone smells of evergreen! Trollcat aay!* TMG: *away Liatai: XD TMG: ...Anyway. TMG: Continue, before I have to go. x TMG: xD Liatai: Trollcat. I'll remember that one. x3 * Alberic Ashmore frowns, reading it over again. He seems to be taking his time. Sszeyl: (( Now lets see. )) Sszeyl: (( I believe Miron also threatened a Founder, yes? ^^ )) Sszeyl: (( And..there was something in town, I think. )) Sszeyl: (( Can't remember. :. )) TMG: which FOunder? Sszeyl: (( Gnoggle. )) Liatai: Oh yes. The argument in the caves. :. TMG: Anyveyz. Continuuuu? :&gt; Sszeyl: &quot;There have been...issues in the latest endeavour as well.&quot; * Alberic Ashmore looks up from his reading and arches an eyebrow, listening. Sszeyl: &quot;But you may consult your own Inquisitor Lazarus for a more reliable report of that incident.&quot; Sszeyl: &quot;Summerized from what I recall...Miron's most outstanding bit of insanity was verbally assaulting a necromancer riding atop a zombie nearly four times his size.&quot; Sszeyl: &quot;As well as refusing to accept testimony, from even Thomas, about assistence rendered by a Guardian associate.&quot; Tathi: What, my insults didn't amount to squat? C'mon, I got nommed for that! TMG: no no, -before- the battle started. Tathi: Oh. Well. Drat. TMG: If you insult before the battle, it's dumbassery. If you insult during the battle, its awesome. x3 Alberic Ashmore: &quot;The altercation with the necromancer is hardly outside of the norm. Unless there was some outstanding circumstance.&quot; TMG: (sszeyl should point out 'we were trying not to provoke them at the time') Liatai: Translated -- dude, we're necromancer hunters. :P TMG: words to that effec. TMG: btu yeah. TMG: Not really that big a deal anyway. Sszeyl: &quot;Yes...I belive we were depleted of resources, damaged quite extensively, and in a tactically unfavorable position.&quot; TMG: Now, the paranoia about Zairith, that's another story. Sszeyl: &quot;In short, she was in a large ballroom, while we were in a hallway, with she between us and the exit.&quot; Alberic Ashmore: &quot;Elaborate on this issue with the Guardian associate, if you would.&quot; (The DM may be lagging slightly.) Sszeyl: &quot;A remote spellcaster was providing tactical information via cantrips while scrying us.&quot; TMG: :18 to your query of lag Sszeyl: &quot;Miron, despite confirmation from several Guardians and Thomas, refused to belive we could trust this person.&quot; Sszeyl: &quot;Even extending into when the remote spellcaster offered to send in the Palm to reinforce our position.&quot; Sszeyl: &quot;At rather significant personal risk. :/&quot; Liatai: Yep, DM's lagging. Last line I saw was Sszeyl: &quot;In short, she was in a large ballroom, while we were in a hallway, with she between us and the exit.&quot; TMG: Whup, and time for me to skedaddle. I'll be back as soon as I can. TMG is disconnected. Tathi: LAG!? :20 Sszeyl: (( :21 :. )) Liatai: Sszeyl: &quot;A remote spellcaster was providing tactical information via cantrips while scrying us.&quot; :27 Sszeyl: (( See your response. :. :28 )) Tathi: Same! :28 Sszeyl: (( :33 )) Liatai: Got your TMG: :18 to your query of lag at :34. Ghostwish: See your respond at :35. I need to pack up to go. :&gt; Sszeyl: (( Seeya. :c )) Sszeyl: (( :41 )) Dr. Hatari has connected.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:45, still seeing nothing.

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( D: :45 ))

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

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">so, what did I miss?

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( I cannot provide log. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( For it contains a log sent ot Hatari. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( :51 ))

TMG:<font color="#000000">Ah craw, and Liatai's still lagging? her log's gonna be messed up, too...

TMG:<font color="#000000">Oh, wait :o

TMG:<font color="#000000">You can paste me the log in two chunks

TMG:<font color="#000000">before and after sending to Hatari

* Dr. Hatari waves.

You whisper to TMG: TMG: Whup, and time for me to skedaddle. I'll be back as soon as I can. TMG is disconnected. Tathi: LAG!? :20 Sszeyl: (( :21 :. )) Liatai: Sszeyl: &quot;A remote spellcaster was providing tactical information via cantrips while scrying us.&quot; :27 Sszeyl: (( See your response. :. :28 )) Tathi: Same! :28 Sszeyl: (( :33 )) Liatai: Got your TMG: :18 to your query of lag at :34. Ghostwish: See your respond at :35. I need to pack up to go. :&gt; Sszeyl: (( Seeya. :c )) Sszeyl: (( :41 )) Dr. Hatari has connected. Sszeyl: (( Yo. )) Sszeyl: (( Want a log? )) Dr. Hatari: Please~

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">I'm just idly reading while the fish cook and bedroom cools.

You whisper to TMG: Liatai: :45, still seeing nothing. Sszeyl: (( D: :45 )) TMG has connected.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Seriously? Been lagged up this whole time? D: Liatai:<font color="#000000">TMG: Seriously? Been lagged up this whole time? D: :57 -- but I was AFK for a moment.

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( :58 ))

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">allright, I am leaving now. Liatai, you has my number, you may send restraining orders- er, server shutdown orders whenever you like. :P

TMG:<font color="#000000">oh! No more lag, Liatai? :D :58

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

* Alberic Ashmore frowns. &quot;At risk from the Palm?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;No. Constructs.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;They were prowling the area in which we were located, and it seemed they'd found the spellcaster at least once.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">...ohnoes, more lag? &gt;.&gt; :02

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

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( 12:09 ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl: (( :58 )) recieved at :13. Carry on, I'll just respond to your next line I see.

* Dr. Hatari wanders off to bed. See you all~ |3

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

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( 12:15 ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl: (( 12:15 )) recieved at :16! :D

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Aha! Caught up

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;Had Inquisitor Steelsprocket met this spellcaster in the past?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;He had been introduced, and I believe the two had conversed briefly at the spellcaster's home.&quot;

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;No incidents between them that you can recall that would result in any particular rancor on Steelsprocket's part?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;He is as I am. :/&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;And beyond that, is a respected member of the Castleton community.&quot;

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;Steelsprocket is?&quot;

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">That's the problem with being artistically vague. Sometimes you end up losing the people you talk to in flowery language. :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Pardon me, this is not my first language.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">May be lagging again; it's raining. ^^;

TMG:<font color="#000000">raining at :23, oh, so -that's- what it is. ^^;

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( :23 ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl: &quot;Pardon me, this is not my first language.&quot; (:29)

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">:29

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">:o

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;... I see. Hence the talk of racism, I imagine.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Against me, I ignore it.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;When he begins assaulting my superiors verbally, I take issue. :/&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( :33? ))

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

Meany: <font color="#cd7f31">(( D: ))

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

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Alberic Ashmore: &quot;... I see. Hence the talk of racism, I imagine.&quot; Sszeyl: &quot;Against me, I ignore it.&quot; Sszeyl: &quot;When he begins assaulting my superiors verbally, I take issue. :/&quot; Sszeyl: (( :33? )) Liatai is disconnected. Meany: (( D: )) TMG: Ohshite! Liatai has connected.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oh dear! Then Ashmore's big lines didn't get through. ^^;;

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;I would like to speak with the authors of these reports on the matter, as well as some of your compatriots. Miron Steelsprocket has been a member of the Leaden Mace Society longer than I have been alive. Thus, I cannot say truthfully whether some member of the Society in his past has influenced his attitude. But rest assured, Sszeyl of the Guardians.&quot;

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;Such unprofessional behavior is absolutely not to be tolerated under my command. It reflects poorly on our society, on the individuals within, and on Steelsprocket himself. To say nothing of the fact that it may cloud his vision in regard to what is just. I will personally be looking into the matter further.&quot;

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Heh heh heh heh &gt;:D

TMG:<font color="#000000">~Miron's gonna get chewed out~

TMG:<font color="#000000">Maybe not seriously, but still.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">:B

TMG:<font color="#000000">Gonna be a chip off that little dorfy gnome. x3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Not necessarily. Got to try the soft approach before bringing down the mace. =3=

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">But still

TMG:<font color="#000000">considering it's -miron-, he's going to taken even a simple soft request to take it easy as his commander 'aligning with the enemy' x3

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Thank you. That's all I ask.&quot;

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

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Liatai: Not necessarily. Got to try the soft approach before bringing down the mace. =3= TMG: Yup, yup TMG: But still TMG: considering it's -miron-, he's going to taken even a simple soft request to take it easy as his commander 'aligning with the enemy' x3 Sszeyl: &quot;Thank you. That's all I ask.&quot; Liatai is disconnected. Liatai has connected.

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

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">I think that's all.

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

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">:54

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;How may we get in touch with this Edaric and Aelian?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;They reside in the temporary headquarters we have set up for our group.&quot;

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;Very well. Were there any other matters you felt needed my attention?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Not presently. Thank you for the audience.&quot;

* Alberic Ashmore nods. &quot;Cadamon will show you out.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">Le exit!

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">AFTER the pleasantries, of course. :B

* Cadamon Gardner has been patiently waiting outside. &quot;Were there any other members of the Society you wanted to talk to? Brother Miron is in quarantine, I'm afraid, but most of the other inquisitors are in.&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;...I don't suppose you have any elvish folk I could borrow for an afternoon?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;There's an Elvish extremist I need to spea to.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Key word, speak, not be screamed at, so a go-between seems best.&quot; ^^;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm afraid we're rather short on elves at the moment. We do have a dwarf?&quot; The junior commander half-smiles.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;That'll work. :.&quot;

* Cadamon Gardner blinks. &quot;... Really? Hmm. Well, Brother Gilric is downstairs if you'd like to meet him...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Some success is better than none. ^^&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;It is truly a shame that we aren't more diverse here. Brothers Gilric and Miron are our only non-humans at the moment.&quot; ^^;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Disregarding Smoke and Talib, of course.&quot; ^^

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;To be fair, you humans seem more able than the steretype implies.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">stereotype*

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Here we are... Brother Gilric?&quot;

Gilric Golrunn:<font color="#000000">&quot;Aye?&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;This gentleman would like to speak with you about some potential diplomatic work.&quot;

* Gilric Golrunn makes a bit of a face. &quot;Ech... me? That's more your area or the Malinos', innit?&quot;

* Cadamon Gardner shrugs. ^^;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;The other party is an elvish extremist. ^^;&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;She has rebuked all attempts by memebers of my group to speak rationally with her.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Perhaps something...unconventional is called for. &gt;&gt;&quot;

Gilric Golrunn:<font color="#000000">&quot;Afraid I'm more of a fighter than a diplomat, lad. What sort of unconventional?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;All I need you to say to her, is that the charges against her will be dropped if she allows the Church of Vandria Gilmadrith to mediate our dispute. ^^&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;They're an elvish church, so that shouldn't be problematic.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;But she's...unpredictable.&quot;

* Cadamon Gardner raises an eyebrow. &quot;Vandria Gilmadrith? My. I didn't know that she had a temple in the city.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Technically speaking, she doesn't.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;She has a wing of the Correlon temple dedicated to her.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah, that makes sense. ... Will you be safe going there to mediate? Corellon's people are known to be... less than kind toward drow.&quot; ^^;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;The priestesses of Vandria Gilmadrith have arranged some reliable passage for me.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah, well that's good.&quot; ^^

* Gilric Golrunn strokes his beard. &quot;What sort of 'unpredictable' are we talkin'? Violent?&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">and time for me to scram again. Seeya, folks!

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

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;She attacked some of the city guard in a rage some days ago.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;And they have not been able to fully confirm if her spells are depleted. &gt;&gt;;&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Goodness.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Perhaps you had best take Richter along with you, then. Just to be on the safe side.&quot; ^^;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;I believe he's been pouring research into stronger warding spells after your time in the Sargano crypt.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;If you wouldn't miss me borrowing two Inquisitors from you. ^^;&quot;

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

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( How much would a bouqet of blue roses cost in town? . ))

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

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, technically, Richter Malino is an archivist, not an inquisitor.&quot; ^.^ &quot;Though... how long would it take to deliver this message?&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Shouldn't be more than...forty-five minutes, if she accepts readily.&quot;

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

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( Sweet. :3 ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( Do they still have the 'Never ending Quest for the Impossible' symbolism? ^^; ))

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hardly a problem. I'll just clear it with the commander, so he knows where our agents are.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I know... not much at all about flower symbolism. ^^;

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( Blue roses don't occur naturally. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( So they're symbols of mystery, impossibility, mysticism, and questing for the impossible. :3 ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Just that thistles can symbolize revenge... though I only know that because of a song. :B

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

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

Gilric Golrunn:<font color="#000000">&quot;Think we'll be needin' full kit for this?&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Excuse me, I'll be right back.&quot;

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

Gilric Golrunn:<font color="#000000">&quot;Armor, weapons, potions, other standard supplies.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;To take a leaf from Miron's book, better to err on the side of caution.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Especially since this extermist likely has friends. :/&quot;

Gilric Golrunn:<font color="#000000">&quot;Right. Be right back.&quot;

* Richter Malino follows Cadamon down the stairs, carrying the white wooden staff he had with him during the Sargano adventure. &quot;Hello again, Sszeyl.&quot;

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

Gilric Golrunn:<font color="#000000">The dwarf clinks back into the room briefly. &quot;Can one o'yeh give a man a hand with his pauldrons?&quot;

* Landon Skar fastens the buckles.

Gilric Golrunn:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thank yeh. Right, where's this elf?&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Castleton City Guard's jailhouse.&quot;

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;Lead the way.&quot;

* Sszeyl does so. Making a quick stop to get some roses. :3

* Gilric Golrunn chuckles. &quot;What would me ancestors say? Me, bein' a diplomat, fer a drow!&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( No holding cells map. :B Just move to the outside, then. ))

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">?*

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yep. I'll grab Coralline. :3

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, here we are.&quot;

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

Gilric Golrunn:<font color="#000000">&quot;Feels like we barely took five steps.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Told you this would be quick. :.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Now, which one of you feels brave enough to give her the peace offering? ^^;&quot;

* Sszeyl has attached a card to the roses. Showing an arrow with the shaft made of a silk ribbon. :.

Gilric Golrunn:<font color="#000000">&quot;Whaddyeh say, Richter? Feel like bein' a charmer today?&quot; The dwarf grins.

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&gt;:\ at Gilric. &quot;I suppose I will. Elves and dwarves, after all.&quot;

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

* Sszeyl stands just around the corner, out of sight of Corraline. :.

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;Miss... Aramathea, I believe?&quot;

Coralline:<font color="#000000">&quot;Who are you?&quot;

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;Richter Malino, of the Leaden Mace Society. This is my brother-in-arms, Gilric Golrunn.&quot;

Coralline:<font color="#000000">&quot;What does the Leaden Mace want with me?&quot; she says brusquely.

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;Technically, nothing. We have a message from a drow gentleman for you?&quot; The flowers are offered.

Coralline:<font color="#000000">Coralline... looks terrified.

* Sszeyl smells fear.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">Smells like blood in the water. :.

Coralline:<font color="#000000">&quot;... What does he want?&quot; she asks, with a slight tremor in her voice.

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;He sent these for you, and wants you to know that the charges against you will be dropped... if you allow the church of Vandria Gilmadrith to mediate your dispute in the place of the Castleton court system.&quot;

Coralline:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Which drow gentleman?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">Which one brought you -roses-, woman? &gt;&gt;

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sszeyl of... (oh dear) Orgolloyss, I believe? A painter who was attempting to buy supplies from your store, the story goes, as I've heard it.&quot;

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

Coralline:<font color="#000000">&quot;... I'll think about it.&quot;

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

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's all that we can ask, ma'am. Here, you can keep these; they are for you, after all.&quot;

* Coralline looks at them like they're envenomed.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Them being the roses, sorry. x3

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

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;... I'll leave them here, then. Please don't be terribly long in deciding, or the justice system may end up deciding for you in favor of expedience. I know elves have a longer view of time than we humans, but it might end up working against you in this circumstance.&quot;

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

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Take care, ma'am.&quot; The elf doesn't reply. Richter and Gilric walk back to Sszeyl.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Unexpected. She's always been so resolute in her opinions.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Now she's unsure.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Thank you for the service you provided. :3&quot;

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;You're welcome. Less unsure than... frightened, it seemed to me. Though, perhaps she's always been nervous... has she?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;No.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Always brave, and brash.&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">'''Someone stole our prey from us. &gt;:/'''

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">Shut it, you.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">And scene? :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Scene. :3 Unless you had anything else/

Liatai:<font color="#000000">*else?

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Not presently. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Could you save a log, then? :3

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

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

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Or text? :o

Liatai:<font color="#000000">HTML, please. :3

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Hello hello! :D

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d10 = 10&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d10 = 9&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d100 = 76&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d100 = 82&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d100 = 21&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d100 = 52&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d100 = 27&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sehithar Corernalyn? Too keysmashy? ... The first name seems kind of masculine to me...

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d100 = 68&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d100 = 82&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">*nods* It does.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d100 = 23&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d100 = 16&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

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

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">ogawd it's a tech!

TMG:<font color="#000000">don't mind me, just audinecing. ^^

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Does that look too keysmashy? Would Daeravel look better?

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Looks fine to me!

TMG:<font color="#000000">However, could you send me a log...ghostwish. o.o If Liatai does, it will be stuck in her saved log. ^^;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Daeravel Corernalyn. There we go. :3

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Spell turrets are fun! Bwehehehehe!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Okay, elderly keeper and pet cooshee set. :3

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">One more bit to roll... &#171; &#160;1d100 = 48&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Okay. Ready when you are. :3

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Then start it off! :3

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Where shall I start? :&gt;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Wherever you want to.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Oh. HQ. XP

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Another morning, and Tathi's already prodding her sleepy lover. What a wench! &quot;Wake up, silly. You can't be that tired!&quot; She says, smirking down at him. &quot;Let's see if we can't find that cooshee keeper this morning.&quot; She says, before heading out and heading down the stairs to wait for him.


 * Aelian mumbles and rolls over... something about four-hour trances and eight-hour sleep cycles.

Tavia:<font color="#000000">Wake up wake up wake up! :D :D :D

TMG:<font color="#000000">Q for the timeline-keeper: when is this happening?

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi waits for a bit, and then smirks down at the two elven hounds playing around her knees. &quot;Go wake up Aelian!&quot; She playfully commands. Oh gods! Canine alarm clocks!

Tavia:<font color="#000000">POUNCE!! :D

Amadre:<font color="#000000">DOUBLE-POUNCE!! :D

Aelian:<font color="#000000">&quot;Umph! Get off, you big green lugs --&quot; There's no heat to the phrase, though. The canine alarm clock quickly does its job, and Aelian is shortly downstairs, picking long green hairs off his clothes.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi can't seem to stop giggling, while Kor seems to sympathize with the half elf.

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Slave driver, isn't she? *squeaknod*

Tavia:<font color="#000000">Did we do good? Did we? Did we? :D

Amadre:<font color="#000000">When's breakfast? :O

Tavia:<font color="#000000">BREAKFAST! :O

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Tech, we'll have to see. It might be the day after the Sargano tomb raid, or a few days further down the line.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Good to see you amoung the living.&quot; Tathi comments from within the kitchen, which has undoubtedly drawn the hounds in with the smell of frying meat. She comes out a moment or two later with plates for herlself, Aelian, and the two hounds. &quot;Come on then, eat up, I think I have a fairly good idea of where this kennel is. There's only so many places that are proper for raising cooshees.&quot; She says.

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Kor has cheese, so all is well!

Aelian:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mm,&quot; Aelian grunts sleepily. &quot;Thank you. We're headed to the outskirts of the city, then?&quot;

Tavia:<font color="#000000">FOOD :O

Amadre:<font color="#000000">FOOOOOOD :O

TMG:<font color="#000000">liatai; alrighty, no problem.


 * Tavia and Amadre make short work of the meal. Omnomnomnomnom, look at those tails wag! Tavia occasionally tries to steal a particularly choice morsel from her sister's dish when she thinks the other hound isn't looking.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Mm hm.&quot; Tathi says between bites. &quot;I figure we could be there rather early, and hoping that the keeper isn't a dream-head like you, they'll be wide awake by then.&quot; She says, smirking at the poor half-elf. Who I need to roll up as a cohort, by the way. XP

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">(spell turrents aren't worth crap for xp though.. feel kind bad for the party now. :P)


 * Aelian makes a short &quot;hrm&quot; noise, tucking in to breakfast. :/

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Try to breath every now and then, okay?&quot; Tathi teases, finishing her own meal and tossing the scraps to the hounds.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">You may notice an Italian ninja sneaking down the stairs, curious about the noise.

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Kor makes off with a bit of bread. Great success!

Tavia:<font color="#000000">TABLE SCRAPS. :O

Amadre:<font color="#000000">BEST BREAKFAST EVER. :O

Tavia:<font color="#000000">Mine! :D

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi glances up, and smiles. &quot;Ah, there's our exotic guest. Swallowtail, wasn't it?&quot;

Amadre:<font color="#000000">No you don't, I saw you try and snatch food out of my dish! &gt;:O

TMG:<font color="#000000">(thought: since the party was already going to do things immediately the morning-after the raid, I'm thinking this is probably going to take place the next day o a few days later. Just my 2c. )


 * Swallowtail looks in your direction at &quot;Swallowtail&quot; curiously, and bows. &quot;Buongiorno.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Morning!&quot; Tathi quips cheerfully, at least able to figure out the meaning of her greeting. &quot;Well, Aelian, done cleaning your plate there yet?&quot;

Tavia:<font color="#000000">I'll help you clean it. :D

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">(Tathi and Aelian typically speak elven to each other, just fyi. :&gt;)

Amadre:<font color="#000000">Fat fat fat, you are. :P

Tavia:<font color="#000000">Not fat! &gt;:O Tackle tussle play play!

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">('A spell turret&#8217;s caster level is always equal to the caster level at which the stored spells are available' derp what?)

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">(so.. they default down then? Hrm.)


 * Aelian scoops up the hounds' dishes, his, and Tathi's, putting them in a washbasin. &quot;Mm. Give me a few moments to get my bow. Just to be on the safe side.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">(ghost; ah yes, defaulting down, that's probably correct. That's how things of that nature usually work.)

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Well I don't exactly leave my spells at home, now do I?&quot; Tathi says, smiling as she takes the time to brush the elven hounds' fur.

Aelian:<font color="#000000">&quot;They're learning how to come on command well, now,&quot; Aelian calls down the stairs in Elven.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Great! And a good thing too.. We can't have a pair of hounds the size of small horses running around without any control on them.&quot;


 * Swallowtail cautiously steps closer, kneeling down and looking at the hounds. &quot;Come ti chiami, cane?&quot; she asks, looking at the hounds.

Tavia:<font color="#000000">Sorry, we're getting brushed by an elf. You're a human. =3=


 * Ghostwish checks to see if Tathi knows speak language yet.. XD


 * Aelian comes back down the stairs with his bow and quiver. &quot;Ready when you are.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Ah ha, she has comprehend languages! let;'s see how that works..

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

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Right then. &quot;A moment Aelian, I think the language barrier has been about long enough. Let's see how this works..&quot; She says, promptly going through the intricate process of casting comprehend languages. She should be able to understand Swallowtail now.

TMG:<font color="#000000">I'll send ya the log, meany

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;You're large dogs, aren't you? I have never seen dogs with green fur before... I wonder what you are called.&quot; She seems to still be talking to the hounds. She cautiously holds out a hand. &quot;Do you understand... come?&quot;

Tavia:<font color="#000000">Sorry, don't speak Amayan.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Now that I can understand you, the question is, do you understand common?&quot; She asks. &quot;If so, they're cooshees. Elven hounds. And, well, you'll find they typically only obey elves.&quot;


 * Swallowtail looks up at Tathi in a confused way. &quot;I don't -- one of these days I should work on my Kellon to understand these people.&quot; She sighs, then points to the hounds. &quot;What are their names? Name -- what was the word the short one used.&quot; She says in Common, &quot;Name?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi smiles, thinking it a pity the spell isn't two way. She points to Amadre, &quot;Amadre.&quot; and then to Tavia. &quot;Tavia.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">afk for a bit.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Amadre.. Sounds like a word for a mother, are they hound-breeders? ... Amadre, Tavia?&quot; She points to the dogs in turn and arches an inquisitive eyebrow.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi nods, smiling. &quot;Now I wish I could tell you we're about to go meet the breeder.&quot; She says, and then looks over to Aelian. &quot;Ready dear?&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#000000">&quot;Been ready for the last five minutes.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">(no initiative for spell turrets.. I assume they act on count 0.)

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Well, let's go then!&quot; Tathi says, smiling as she gets up, gathers her things, and then leads the way to the breeder!

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Amadre, come? Tavia, come? ... Did the smell from that temple of evil make them not trust me?&quot; Swallowtail frowns, but stands and waves farewell to the elves and hounds.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;I;'ll have to remember to have Gnogglebolt tell her about elven hounds later..&quot;

Elderly Cooshee Keeper:<font color="#000000">After a bit of a long walk, you arrive at a small elven-styled home built into and next to a large tree on the outskirts of town. A number of large green dogs of all sizes can be seen all over the area, playing, hunting, sleeping... Five little green puffballs of barely-weaned puppies gambol about your feet as you approach.

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

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">sorry, got called afk! XD


 * Aelian is walking very, very carefully, trying not to trip over little hound pups. o.o;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;I dare say we found it!&quot; Tathi says, giggling as she tries to pet all of them. &quot;Look at this, it's practically a full sized kennel! I wonder if the kennel-master is home..&quot; Tathi comments, heading up to the front door and giving it a knock.

Elderly Cooshee Keeper:<font color="#000000">&quot;Of course,&quot; says a quiet voice from your left; jeepers, how long was that elven woman sitting there? A wooden chair sits beside the door, and the elderly elven woman sitting in it closes her book with a soft smile. &quot;I take it you two are the young couple who the nice young catfolk bought Casias' two girls... Yes, there they are.&quot;

Old Sleepy Cu Sith:<font color="#000000">A very old elven hound that had been snoring on your approach muzzily raises its head and wags its long thing tail slowly, the small grey hairs on its muzzle granting it an ancient, dignified look.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Question, is the keeper an elf or a human?

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">oh, derp

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">I justed noticed elven up there. XD

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">PLEASE DONT KILL ME

Elderly Cooshee Keeper:<font color="#000000">I'm an elven woman, dearie. The DM thought that this character was an elf when she was in fact a human, so my token does not have pointed ears. :)


 * Ghostwish cowers.

Tavia:<font color="#000000">Hi Great-Grandpapa. :D

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi actually does jump a little, and regards the elderly elf with wide eyes. She calms down a moment later though. &quot;Oh my, so you are the one responsible for all of these wonderful animals, hmm?&quot; She says, smiling. &quot;Tathi Eyllisaearsithek, and yes, Amadre and Tavia, as they are now known, were gifted to myself and Aelian here. I was.. shocked to discover cooshees still survive!&quot; She says excitedly, and then tilts her head curiously.. &quot;Were you.. aligned with the great forest?&quot;

Old Sleepy Cu Sith:<font color="#000000">Oh hi, pups... Don't mind me, I'm going to lean sleepily on my mistress' knee. :)

Elderly Cooshee Keeper:<font color="#000000">&quot;I've seen many great forests in my time, dearie. Which do you mean?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi sighs softly.. &quot;The Burned Glade, they call it now. My home, once.&quot;

Elderly Cooshee Keeper:<font color="#000000">The elf shakes her head sadly. &quot;I see... no wonder you thought that the breed was in danger.&quot; She smiles. &quot;I'm afraid not. My homeland is on the eastern plateau... or was, before I came here with my husband all those many years ago.&quot;

Elderly Cooshee Keeper:<font color="#000000">&quot;Amadre and Tavia... Beautiful Hound and Fox of Fortune. You've chosen lovely names for them.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thank you, ma'am.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">And right about now is when Kor demands attention. :P

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi smiles broadly and nods. &quot;Lovely names for lovely hounds. So, I grow even curiouser. You brought these bloodlines with you? Pardon my ignorance, I knew only my people to breed them. Wood elves and cooshees have always been inseperable, so I was wondering if it's possible for these to be survivors..?&quot;

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Hey! Hey! I got fed cheese today. Bugger off!

TMG:<font color="#000000">back. Whuf.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Had a little bout of partial sleep paralysis while powernapping. &gt;.&gt;

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">Purchase some Underdark Tigers, you say?

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

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">I will devour your sheets, you infuriating feline!

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Audience Aci and Teeny Rin go to war.

Elderly Cooshee Keeper:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm... it's possible. Some of my hounds do come from the north... One of my children is a hound breeder in one of the remaining glades.&quot;


 * Elderly Cooshee Keeper strokes the elderly cu sith's head as he attempts to wiggle closer.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi giggles happily. &quot;And here I was wondering if you were perhaps searching for a pupil to pass your art along to.&quot; She says, but then clears her throat a little. &quot;But, I have not come to only thank you for the hounds, and the service they are to our people, but to actually make a propisition to you, if I may?&quot;

Elderly Cooshee Keeper:<font color="#000000">&quot;A proposition...?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi nods, and on that note, further ident on the elder! Wood elf, high elf, oh god a drow elf? XP


 * Old Sleepy Cu Sith is cautiously, ever so slowly, creeeeeeeping closer... a paw finds its way up onto the elder's chair... followed by another until the hound is half-laying in her lap, hind paws still on the ground... though one of those hind paws is starting to rise up toward the chair seat...

Elderly Cooshee Keeper:<font color="#000000">I'm a high elf, dear.

Tokens dropped onto map 'Vigilant Guardian HQ'Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;*pulls off a mask* Actually, I'm a broom. *clatter.&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#6600CC">Och, 'ull only git half-bonuses on daht one, lassie!

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Shutup annoying audience dwarf.

Dorf Aias:<font color="#6600CC">Och!


 * Elderly Cooshee Keeper looks down, and with a chuckle, gently pushes the hound. &quot;Lysander. You know better. Down.&quot;

Old Sleepy Cu Sith:<font color="#000000">Aww. Okay.


 * Old Sleepy Cu Sith flops on a nearby bed of grass.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Awww, poor doggie. &gt;:

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Well, I've begun a rather ambitious project. I can only hope you've been free of their propaganda, and in some cases, near-insanity, but there has been a number of vengence organizations springing up since the Burning.. I am sure they all see themselves as noble in their own right, but what are they earning us? Our homes are still gone, and my people.. my people are even more scattered than the winds. I am trying to create a new home for my own, and for all elves..&quot;

Elderly Cooshee Keeper:<font color="#000000">&quot;The poor old fellow. He was the runt of his litter, and I used to nurse him from a bottle on my knee on this very chair... he's never broken the habit of trying to climb up on it, even after the chair can no longer bear both his weight and mine.&quot; The woman smiles kindly, still listening.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;I have though up a name, and spread the concept around, hoping for followers with a like-goal, but thus far that is about as much as I have. In that regard, I was hoping to meet you, and ask if you might be interested in joining this little dream? Seeds, I call it. To plant our future.&quot; She says, and then sweeps her arm towards the yard full of elven hounds. &quot;Cooshees, they're as a part of elves as our blood and our magic. The new home would be incomplete without them. Would you?&quot;


 * Elderly Cooshee Keeper blinks, looking off into the distance for a time. Quite a long time, really.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Good thing patience is an elven trait then, eh?

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Bad thing is you got none.

Elderly Cooshee Keeper:<font color="#000000">Indeed. ... Did she slip into trance?

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Oh dear. &quot;Miss?&quot; Tathi asks cautiously..


 * Elderly Cooshee Keeper blinks blearily. &quot;Hmm?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">She smiles softly. &quot;Terribly sorry, you seemed to drift off for a moment. Do you remember what we were talking about?&quot;

Elderly Cooshee Keeper:<font color="#000000">&quot;Seeds. Your hope of an elven sanctuary, yes?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">She nods a little. &quot;Hope, that's something we're a little short on right now, I think. I aim to mend that.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">I would advise closure first. :P

Elderly Cooshee Keeper:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Call me an old oak... but I'm not certain about picking up my roots and planting myself somewhere else just yet. Though... do you have any friends in this organization who you think might make responsible, kind owners for cooshee?&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">*cough*luethil*cough*

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">*cough*Cora-*shot*

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

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi thinks for a moment. &quot;It had not occured to me. I can vouch for old friends off the tip of my tongue, and I can say this.. If a wood elf won't make a fine master for a cooshee, than they are no wood elf. We are as drawn to them as they are to us.&quot;


 * Elderly Cooshee Keeper nods calmly. &quot;It's quite a goal you've set for yourself, dearie... I can only wish you the best of luck, and offer my services as a hound-breeder and animal trainer should they be needed. However... this place has... too many memories to let go of on just a dream.&quot; She smiles sadly. &quot;I'm not as young as I used to be.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi nods a little, smiling. &quot;It's more than I could have hoped for. I'm sure many will jump right out of their ears at the opportunity to have a cooshee in their homes. And gracious, here I am not even knowing your name!&quot;

Elderly Cooshee Keeper:<font color="#000000">&quot;Daeravel Corernalyn, dear. You were... Tathi Eyllisaearsithek, and Aelian...?&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#000000">&quot;Cyadarith, ma'am.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... Am I lagging, or is it just quiet? ^^;

Meany: <font color="#cd7f31">(( :42 ))

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi smiles again, and curtsies. &quot;An honor to meet you. I will definitely mention this to all whom I meet.&quot; She says, &quot;Why, perhaps we shall try and make a new home in these woods.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:42 recieved at :42.

TMG:<font color="#000000">...can't wait until Tathi goes out to the sectins of forest that were burned down into fields...

TMG:<font color="#000000">and finds they've all been converted into human farmland. ^^;

Daeravel Corernalyn:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm glad to hear it, dearie. Though you may wish to choose a place that is farther outside of the city, to be careful of the human zoning ordinances.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Or just bring some decanters of endless water to a portion of desert.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">*shot*

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Er, can you say &quot;flash flooding?&quot; :P

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">hrm. can't think of what else. I suspect you're still working on the NPCs, so, maybe a bit too early for the first Seeds' meeting. :&gt;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yeah. Where the heck is the Hatari? &gt;.&gt;

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

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">It is like...how long to make a trip to Homely House?

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Speaking of, going to need to send Luethil her new supplies soon. :.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">About.. 45 minutes to an hour, I think on foot. Not completely sure.

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

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">That is the Mustering Cave.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Homely House is even farther out.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">30 minutes to Mustering Cave.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Isn't it 30 minutes to the ustering..yeah

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Homely House is about an hour north of Mustering Cave, but farther west. It's a triangly-thing between HH, MC, and Castleton.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">on the note of geography locations, I have to say that dawn of worlds is a lot of fun. XP

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">:P

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I'm going to grab a snack and save a preemptive log while waiting for the Hatari to show. :3

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">what's waiting on the Hatari, anyway?

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

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

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

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">&quot;Muahahaha! I have gotten FULL FORTFICATION armor! You thought I wouldn't go this long wihtoput covering my obvious weakness?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">'Ello. Have a missed things?

TMG:<font color="#000000">Ghost has his mini-session of Tathi meeting the elven hound kennel woman

TMG:<font color="#000000">but other than that, no

TMG:<font color="#000000">...anyone still alive? o.o

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">no

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">you killed everyone, tech.

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">How could you!?

TMG:<font color="#000000">;~;


 * Meany decays.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Hello hello!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Rice and peas, mmm. :3


 * Dr. Hatari returns with bagels &amp; cream-cheese.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">How is everyone today?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Good good good. Found out that I've been working for a rocket scientist. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">&gt;:o

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


 * Meany blurs. =3=

Liatai:<font color="#000000">One of my petsitting clients asked me if I could sit for them next week... when they're going down to Cape Canaveral. To watch the launch of a Jupiter probe the husband of the family has been working on for ten years. :o

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

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

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Now. :O

Liatai:<font color="#000000">So yeah. Interesting day. :3 How have you been?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Asleep. x3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Which was a nice change of pace.

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


 * Meany injects Doktor with more sleep.


 * Dr. Hatari dozes and recovers health for a few rounds. =3=

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Anyway! So.


 * Meany gets Achievement.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Mini-session? :3


 * Meany dumbs sleeping Doktor into a Tomiesuit.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oop. Minor case of lag, it seems. So, Hatari. What would you like to do first? :3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Oh, just waking up, setting up a little music, pulling sheet. Let's see, let's see..

Meany: <font color="#cd7f31">(( :07 ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Got :07 at :07.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Righto, first things first. I believe the Mace members were all en route back to the hostel.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yes indeed. Shall we ping VAE and see if he's interested in joining in?

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

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">OH LOOK WHO'S COMING WITH! Here's hoping she doesn't break a wall this time. &gt;:)

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

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

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Would Tathi have gone to the Mace right after the Sargano tomb, or back to Guardian HQ?

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Back to the HQ, no doubt.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You know you'd worry Aelian~ :B

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

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

</i>* Flint Carthan looks back at Smoke worriedly every now and then during the walk, and adjusts his cloak.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Oh yeah! You little turds! =3= (Heal check &#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 13 + 8 = 21&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;)


 * Smoke trots along, limping a little on one paw, but with a low, slowly wagging tail. Going home? :3

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

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

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

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

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

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">Yep. Both injured still. =3= That bite wound didn't seal all the way, although Flint is trying to hide it with his cloak. The bugger. Flint - 24/33 HP. Smoke - 6/13 HP.

TMG:<font color="#000000">You need to do something! :O

Liatai:<font color="#000000">What? :O

TMG:<font color="#000000">Roll incubation period for everyone infected with slimy doom!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">No need. It's 1 day.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Out of no where, a large burly dwarf slams into Tom's Chest, hollaring and yelling about how they need to get going and find his ancestoral home. He's practucally kidnapped by the dwarf, who peers at him. &quot;Och, wurnit yew a wemon?&quot;

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">If it makes you feel better. &#171; &#160;1d1 = 1&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; :B

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

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">so by this time 'tomorrow', everyone will start displaying symptoms?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Though Tom does need to roll a Fort save.

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

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

</i>Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 20 + 6 = 26&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">No one but Miron's caught it... yet.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">CRITICAL IMMUNE SYSTEM SUCCESS.

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

</i>* Thomas Lazarus back-hands the disease.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">So yeah. Just Miron. :B


 * Thomas Lazarus furrows his brow at the hunter and hound.

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

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

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

</i>Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..Wait just a moment, mister.&quot; Tom lays a hand on Flint's shoulder and stops.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">Hopefully the uninjured shoulder. Though he does have a brief flash of a &quot;busted&quot; expression. &gt;.&gt;;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Didn't Mr. Relnok heal your wounds all the way..? (Sheesh!) I even went around asking you to fess up!&quot; Tom knits his brow and goes lecture-tone.

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

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

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

</i>* Richter Malino looks amused. x3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Having your own pride is one thing, but really, Smoke too?&quot; He bats both of them in the back of their heads with healing wand. &#171; &#160;2d8+2 = 3 + 2 = 5&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d8+1 = 7 + 1 = 8&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;


 * Thomas Lazarus pauses for a second and gives Flint a third whap for good measure. &#171; &#160;1d8+1 = 3 + 1 = 4&#160;  &#187;


 * Flint Carthan catches his hat. &quot;-- Ow!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;There. =3=&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">Whap number three did it perfectly. :B

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;Don't take it personally, Thomas. He hides from Cadamon and I, too.&quot; =3=

VAE:<font color="#000000">okay.. atm am here

VAE:<font color="#000000">dunno how soon it will di


 * Thomas Lazarus slides the wand away into his belt. &quot;I'm used to it.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">*die off

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

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

</i>Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">..How ominous.

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

</i>Smoke:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yip!&quot; The dog gives a small bark of surprise, before stopping to turn around and sniff at the former zombie slam wound. Going in circles, sniffsniffsniffsniff.


 * Thomas Lazarus concludes the lecturing tone with, &quot;There's no shame in having a wound treated. We're specialized for just that sort of thing, you know. It's the least we can do for a comrade in arms who was very nearly chomped in half.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thought it would clear up with a night's sleep,&quot; the witch-hunter grumbles, readjusting his hat from its wand-bapped position.

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;Brother Carthan. You were nearly chomped in half.&quot;

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">Lecture double-team go!


 * Thomas Lazarus folds his arms into his sleeves and closes his eyes with a postured walk. &quot;Nonsense.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Richter and Thomas brandish rulers.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Frag. I think I lost my browser.

TMG:<font color="#000000">hup, no, there we go

Dorf Aias:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;If ah ever catch ye trying tae be tougher than a dwarf 'n' hiding yer wounds lik' that again, ah will beat ye within an inch o` yer lee 'n' then heal ye back up again! 'n' then, come th' neist mornin', ah will dae it again, twa times!&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Flint: Meep. D:|]

TMG:<font color="#000000">&quot;You iz not rhinohiding, iz you?&quot; &quot;Shot up.Iz just a scratch.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#000000">You're not adorable enough to be a recurring non-canon token! D:{

Dorf Aias:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Bite me, ye wee wee pixie de'il!&quot;


 * Teeny Rin goes for the fingers. &gt;:9

Dorf Aias:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Jings, crivens, help ma boab me fingers!!&quot;

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;Home at last...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Right! Distractions. x3

VAE:<font color="#000000">map is loading, stuck at 17/46

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mm. I'm a bit weary of tracking this muck into the hostel everywhere before a proper wash. Richter, could you perhaps ask the Commander to step outside to have a word with me while I get this gear a bit more sanitary?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..I think the Gods continued their subtle work in offering me that final strike. The commander'll need to see this sword before it's cleaned. Filthy though it is.&quot;

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hm? ... Oh, that's... a very good point.&quot; Richter looks down at his own robes, which have a few red spots on the sleeves that weren't there before the battle.


 * Thomas Lazarus unbuckles his scabbard and leans it against the side of the building.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Tell you what. I'll go get the commander, and send Cadamon out here to help get that disease ichor off.&quot;

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;Probably for the best. ^^; Wouldn't want to accidentally infect anyone. Least of all the commander.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus nods in agreement.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I suppose I lost track of who came into contact with Royce in all the fussing.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Going to be largely IAW for now folks


 * Thomas Lazarus glances aside for a moment. Hopefully the others will be safe, and learn something valuable from the Palm for all that trouble.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good work, by the way. You verily surpassed the low expectations brother Miron had set for you.&quot; He smirks with a trace of mischief and leans against the hostel tiredly.


 * Thomas Lazarus mutters in aside, &quot;But, you probably don't want to hear that from a new guy like me.&quot; ^^;

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hehe... ^^; Even after the...? I meant to summon celestial jackals with that spell, honestly...&quot;


 * Dr. Hatari levels Tom's token for future convenience.


 * Thomas Lazarus laughs.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, I think they held their own, besides.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;What they lack in stature they make up for in morale. Like Gnomes!&quot;


 * Richter Malino laughs at that. ^^

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Present company excluded. :B

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">Flint and Smoke enter the hostel, and you can hear some talking from inside... and a significantly louder &quot;Slimy doom?!&quot; before a worried-looking Cuthbert priest practically runs outside, pulling on a cloak.

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Are you all right --?! Is anyone infected?!&quot; D:

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well. Not that I'm aware of. But it hasn't even been an hour since the first victim.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm certain Richter and Sszeyl and I touched him.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">as an aside.. miron setting low expectations? He was the one who claimed richter would be more useful there XD Way to intrigue, thomas!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..But Sszeyl is in an entourage of paladins and heading for the Palm.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">either way, the map ain't loading

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Well, he was going off of stories. :B

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh dear... you at least will need to spend the night in quarantine, just to be safe, and...&quot; Cadamon glances over at Thomas after telling Richter this... noticing a spot of red jelly on Thomas' pauldrons. o.o


 * Thomas Lazarus nods solemnly.


 * Cadamon Gardner waves a hand, and a ring on his hand glows with white light as silver and red motes begin to dance over Thomas' armor and Richter's robes. &quot;Why didn't you tell me you were in contact with the victim, too?! D:&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">Meanwhile, inside, if you roll well on Listen, you may just hear a hatted inquisitor snickering. =3=

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">D:


 * Thomas Lazarus smirks guiltily. &quot;I know, we should have cleaned up. But there are extraordinary circumstances.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">and since nothing gets written here.. i think i'm DCing

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I was tempted to douse everyone in a shower.&quot;

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

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

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

</i>Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">Cadamon tsks and continues to use the spell-ring to clean the robes and armor from afar. &quot;Slimy doom spreads by contact with infected materials -- it's a good thing you didn't, what if someone else had come across that puddle with diseased matter in it --?! ... Oh, never mind, I'm fussing again...&quot;

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

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;You three will all have to spend the night in quarantine, I'm afraid, just to be on the safe side. Though Flint said you had a matter to speak to the commander about?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well.. I suppose the only important soiled item was my sword, anyway.&quot; He nods at that.


 * Thomas Lazarus looks a bit more serious.

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Important soiled item...?&quot;

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

</i>* Cadamon Gardner halts the motes of cleaning light, which had started to drift toward Thomas' sword.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;The most nefarious Necromancer we encountered managed to deceive us and cause the outbreak in the first place. She also got away without a trace while we were pushing against a zombie tide.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..But I caught her steed with a stab before she got out of sight.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;The fluids and coagulated blood chunks are still there. Not the most pleasant momento. But that's a scrying tie, is it not?&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Cuthbert's cudgel! That's brilliant!&quot; :O

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's all we have left. So I didn't want to destroy it.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;... the mount didn't have the slimy doom, too, did it?&quot; D:

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

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

</i>* Thomas Lazarus shakes his head. &quot;It was a zombified Chimera. The rider cast some.. kind of exotic spell on one of the other Necromancers. They had some politics going on.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;But the blade shouldn't be any filthier than a preserved corpse.

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, well, that's a relief -- a chimera? Well, that explains the size of the tooth marks left on Brother Carthan's clothes.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..Mm..&quot; He frowns.


 * Thomas Lazarus seems like he has plenty in his head at that, but doesn't bother spilling all the beans. Not here and now.

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Here, may I see it?&quot; Cadamon pulls on a pair of gloves and takes a clean cloth out of his robe pockets.


 * Thomas Lazarus nods. &quot;Please.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I did have some errands I was hoping to get done, but.. I suppose in hindsight, that's foolish. Quarantine it is. ^^;&quot;


 * Cadamon Gardner wipes the Giggle-ichor off the blade and stashes the cloth in a small glass box, washing off his gloves with the same silver and red motes of light before taking them off.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">That seems like such a quest item.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">QUEST COMPLETE

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">One of those ones you notice in the back of your inventory for 3 chapters.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Like, &quot;What the hell... oh yeah.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Errands, nearing midnight...? Never mind, not my business, I suppose.&quot; ^^;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You got 1x Box of Giggle-Ichor! :B

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">DO DEE DOOOO

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">'Giggle ichor' 'Prayer beads' 'Rooster crest'


 * Thomas Lazarus nods. &quot;I suppose I can complete a report during down-time. I needed to meditate, anyway.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..It was a very stressful mission. We're lucky to have all lived.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">Cadamon nods, opening the door. &quot;Come, come, the leftmost barracks upstairs should be empty. Either the commander or myself will come check on you in the morning.&quot; Usher, usher, fret, fret.


 * Cadamon Gardner follows, cleaning up any footprints left behind. Meticulous sort, eh?

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

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

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Rest well... I'll be right across the hall if you need me. If one of you starts coughing wetly let me know right away, all right?&quot;

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


 * Thomas Lazarus crashes on a bunk and begins stripping his armor into a neat pile.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Barring any dialogue or events more exciting than the expected boringness of a night in quarantine, Thomas goes about making a few notations about the mission, with some criteria guidelines from Miron. He's never written anyone such an official report before. Left to his own devices it would probably have been a story with faces in the margins. :B

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;... I left my book in the archives...&quot; ^^; Richter begins to search his pack for reading material.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">The peace and quiet do Thomas' frazzled nerves some good. He isn't awake much longer than it takes to get writing done and settled in.

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">Peace and quiet, indeed, judging by the fact that you're sharing the room with two librarians. It's likely very quiet except for the flipping of pages and occasional scratching of quills before sleep settles in.

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

</i>Liatai:<font color="#000000">... Thomas, why do you have 41 out of 48 HP? Do the dogs of Cuthbert need to hound after your wounds, too? XP

TMG:<font color="#000000">back from unannounced afk

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">I was just leveling early. x3

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

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">:V

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">http://www.thetangledweb.net/forums/profiler/view_char.php?cid=45623

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Spells and so on up to date. :o

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">It's a quiet night in Mace HQ. There's a small bang from the other barracks with a loud curse from Anise early in the morning, but other than that, it's nice and calm.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">? =3= I'll ask in the morning

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">... Oh wait it's morning now. *rub*

Teeny Rin:<font color="#CD7F31">She dropped a barrel of booze on her foot.

TMG:<font color="#000000">by the way, if Miron and Thomas return to VG HQ in the morning, well, that's probably where the real next session will pick up ^^;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">Thomas probably wakes up earlier than the two archivists, due to his Pelorite training; Richter has a book over his face and is snoring lightly.

TMG:<font color="#000000">and if they -don't- show up, then the group is gonna start worrying...exactly as said. &quot;Tell us what time we should start worrying&quot; :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Wasn't the plan. He'll probably be late. I'll account for it.

TMG:<font color="#000000">well, I suppose the first thing then is, once the group realizes Miron and Thomas are late, is to go looking for them at last known location, the Leaden Mace

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">*plot plot* Oh I know exactly what I'll do.

Liatai whispers: Care to let me in on it? :B

You whisper to Liatai: He was going to give Barbarus a gift in the first place. The plan is to sneak to HQ this morning and drop it off with a note, also letting the others know he's alright, and then doing his other errands.

Liatai whispers: A sound plan. :D

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">*shifty(

Liatai whispers: ... though how much sneaking can he do in full plate? :B

Player &quot;Liatia&quot; is not connected.Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Aelian and Edaric would be brought along to the Mace. :B

You whisper to Liatai: Relative sneaking XD

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">So someone else would need to tend to the cat.

TMG:<font color="#000000">why would they be brought along?

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">For discussion with Ashmore. :o

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">It's at least an hour or two after the sanctified hour for prayer before there's a light knock on the door... Oh, that's right. Richter had said that the two Cuthbert priests in residence prayed for spells at noon. No wonder they don't wake up so early.

TMG:<font color="#000000">oh, that....wait. They would know about that.

TMG:<font color="#000000">*wouldn't


 * Thomas Lazarus stretches and rubs a shoulder in the morning. He blearily looks to his other sickly friends, just to make sure they're alright.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Not until -after- Sszeyl takes his trip to the mace

TMG:<font color="#000000">which probably will -not- be the first thing in the morning.

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">*zzzz*

Miron:<font color="#000000">*gnomy zzzzz*

TMG:<font color="#000000">See, this is why I try to encourage you guys to do minisessions in chronological order. ^^; stuff like this happens

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Thomas indeed gets his praying done early, and seems much refreshed by the time of Cadamon's knock. He softly replies, &quot;Come in.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">It's not a big deal, we're not gonna burst into flames. :P


 * Cadamon Gardner peeks in. &quot;Good morning.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">that said, if Thomas just sends an in-city message to the VG HQ in the morning, all that would be averted anyway...

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Or, we could just skip along to when Max and Tharky appear. ;3

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Richter, could you use a cantrip to send a message for me? =3=&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">I've got something in mind. Don't worry, don't worry. You're like one of the priests. :B

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Any problems during the night?&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;No, they've been as quiet as mice. But, that's probably normal.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I feel just fine.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Well. Like Cadamon and Thomas. The commander would probably just say &quot;You. Quarrantine. Now. &gt;:|&quot;

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


 * Cadamon Gardner nods. &quot;That's a good sign, at least... hold still a moment, if you would, just to be certain.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mmhmm.&quot; I don't imagine I can actually roll to aid him. XD

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">Heal check Heal check... though the DM knows the results. So fudge fudge. :B

Teeny Rin:<font color="#CD7F31">Infection~

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">I need to collect corpses suddenly. =3=

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Perfectly sound.&quot; The priest arches an eyebrow and says in a joking tone, &quot;You didn't cast your own disease-removal spell behind my back, did you?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus shakes his head. &quot;..Though I'm prepared for that today, if the need arises.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus stands and gets dressed and suited up proper-like.


 * Cadamon Gardner nods. &quot;Hopefully, it won't be. I've prepared it several times, myself.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Are there windows in the second story barracks? ... Would Miron have ever tolerated that security fault? XD

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, you're free to go, if you wish.&quot; ^^ &quot;I'll check on the other two once they wake.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">There are. And they're arcane locked. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thank you, brother. Is the commander awake? I had a matter to bring to his attention, reports and scrying business aside.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;He should be arriving soon. I think Helen had something she wanted him to do this morning.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus is blank for a moment. &quot;... Oh.&quot; He blinks twice. &quot;So he doesn't reside here, either? And Helen.. is that his spouse?&quot;


 * Cadamon Gardner chuckles. &quot;No, he lives near our patron's temple. Helen Ashmore, yes.&quot;

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

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


 * Thomas Lazarus gets over it quickly. (:B)

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Very well. I'll have to catch him later, then.&quot;


 * Cadamon Gardner nods.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Let me know if there's anything I can help with, brother.&quot; He nods in parting


 * Thomas Lazarus heads for the downstairs while rubbing his chin. Plot plot. =3=

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">heck, going afk again for a bit


 * Thomas Lazarus has a Miron-inverse reaction and happily stoops down to ruffle Smoke. :D

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good morning, hero. How're you?&quot;

Smoke:<font color="#000000">Wag wag wag wag. Woof! :D

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Glad to hear it.&quot; *pat pat*

Robin Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well good morning.&quot; The young woman at the desk smiles, looking somewhat tired. &quot;... Is my brother all right?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I believe he's going to be just fine.&quot;

Robin Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh thank goodness. I barely got a wink of sleep worrying when Flint mentioned the slimy doom.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus watches a bit longer than normal before returning the smile. &quot;..Indeed. But, he's in good company. Cadamon and I are prepared for the worst - and he didn't look bad off besides.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;So, you can relax.&quot;

Gilric Golrunn:<font color="#000000">&quot;Breakfast?&quot;

Smoke:<font color="#000000">Yes please :O

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah-hah.&quot; He looks over with a smirk. &quot;I was hoping to catch you, brother Gilric.&quot;

Gilric Golrunn:<font color="#000000">Y'already ate, doggeh. :B

Gilric Golrunn:<font color="#000000">&quot;Me?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I had a little something in mind for a few deserving friends of mine, today. But.. heh.&quot; He rubs the back of his head.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..Well, the fact of the matter is, I couldn't cook to save my life. Do you suppose that if I got the ingredients for you, you could roast a pair of birds for me later? I would really appreciate it.&quot;

Gilric Golrunn:<font color="#000000">&quot;O'course! Just bring 'em over anytime. I'm here all day. Desk duty.&quot; The dwarf makes a bit of a face.

Robin Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh it's not that bad.&quot; x3


 * Thomas Lazarus bows. &quot;Thank you so much. It means a lot to me.&quot;


 * Gilric Golrunn awkwardly bows back... as best as a dwarf can. They're a tad stocky for any sort of graceful bow. :B

Smoke:<font color="#000000">So does that mean no breakfast? D:

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Which is why double-jointism is needed.

Gilric Golrunn:<font color="#000000">Go bother yer master fer scraps. :B

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

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

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Raining ducks.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">No one unknowledgeable about Fairly Odd Parents probably got that.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Right then. In observance of the proper protocols, Thomas waits around for a while in the front room of the hostel, both for the Commander and for Miron or whoever else to be cleared for leave and patrol.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">He knows he's not supposed to go alone, even though he thinks he's pretty tough. =3=

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">The commander arrives about half an hour after that exchange, nodding to Robin as he enters before hanging up his cloak. it's a tad nippy out there today, but clear.


 * Smoke sits at attention. :3


 * Thomas Lazarus glances over. &quot;Good morning, commander.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;A friend of mine in the guardians passed along his wishes to meet with you.&quot;

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good morning, Brother Lazarus, Brother Golrunn.&quot; The dog gets a small look of approval. &quot;Which one, and when?&quot; he says in response to Thomas.

Smoke:<font color="#000000">Yay, approval! :D

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">I read that as Brother Gollum for a second.


 * Thomas Lazarus nods. &quot;Sszeyl of Or..g..&quot; He sweatdrops hardcore. =3=;;

Gilric Golrunn:<font color="#000000">Do I look like an emaciated hobbit teh you? &gt;:\

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Dwarf over a cake: &quot;My...preciousssssss.&quot;

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;The dark elf.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..Well.. I'm afraid I can never pronounce his monk order. But Sszeyl, our Drow companion.&quot; He nods.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Something to the effect of a donation and some inquiries. He wasn't very clear. I imagine he'll be by later today.&quot;

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;Very well. Thank you for the advance notice.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">And Miron senses a disturbance in the force.

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

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">Miron isn't sensing anything but sick at the moment, I'm afraid. ^^;

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Maybe that was my liver, then.&quot;

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


 * Alberic Ashmore makes his way up the stairs. &quot;Good morning, Malino.&quot;

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;Morning, sir.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus nods to Richter.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">As a second-thought aside, I'm not sure when or where it'd be appropriate for Thomas to deposit tithe or his reports. So.. at some point during the half hour or so time skip. Just to let it be said he remembered. x3

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;Unfortunate news, I'm afraid.&quot; ^^; Richter seems to brace himself on the stairs as if preparing for someone to charge at him.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;What news?&quot; Thomas perks right away.

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Brother Miron was coughing blood this morning. But Cadamon's got it covered!&quot; he adds quickly. ^^;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">! D:

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Cadamon's became disgruntled. The Commander had to put him down.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Dang, not fast enough,


 * Thomas Lazarus furrows his brow and cradles his chin with a hand. &quot;Brother Miron did..? Did he even go near Royce..? Ah, perhaps when I wasn't looking. Or something else.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus sighs. &quot;..But atleast Cadamon is here.&quot;

Smoke:<font color="#000000">Hi :D


 * Richter Malino scruffs the dog's head. &quot;You're not coughing, are you, boy?&quot;

Smoke:<font color="#000000">Nope. :D

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Ah, I need to take a 5 minute break, if that's okay.

Robin Malino:<font color="#000000">Glomp!

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">Eep! O_o

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yep, it's fine. :3 No worries.


 * Dr. Hatari heads off for a few, be back soon

Robin Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;Don't scare me like that! Slimy doom, honestly, you had me worried sick.&quot; Light cuff on the back of the head for the archivist.

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;R-Robin, really, it's okay, you know I don't get sick that easily...&quot; ^^;

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;A caster with a +4 con mod....WHAT HERESY IS THIS?!&quot;

Robin Malino:<font color="#000000">Scruff scruff.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Actually... it's very close. x3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Richter has a Con of 16.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">His sister, on the other hand, has no right to talk, Miss 10 Con. :B

Robin Malino:<font color="#000000">Put a sock in it, DM. :P

GM:<font color="#000000">Nyeh. :P


 * Thomas Lazarus can't help himself but to snicker a bit.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, it's good to have someone to worry about you.&quot;

Richter Malino:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mm.&quot; ^^; &quot;Speaking of worrying. Have you seen Flint this morning? I see Smoke, but it's unusual to see the two seperated for long nowadays.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">hm.. how to mute maptool.. :P

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Preferences &gt; Sounds. Uncheck the boxes. :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good question.. I was just about to go looking for someone to join me on a patrol and bit of shopping. For safety and so on.&quot; He stands.

Konjiki Ashisogi Jizo:<font color="#CD7F31">*belch out hat*


 * Smoke lays down by the training room door, tail wagging.


 * Thomas Lazarus rests his gauntlets on his waist. &quot;Where's Flint, boy? Master? Hat?&quot; :B

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


 * Thomas Lazarus tries in there!


 * Smoke stands and pokes at the door with his nose, looking up at Thomas with wagging tail. :D


 * Thomas Lazarus offers Smoke a reward pat after opening the door.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#000000">Gnarrrnnnrnrrnom, nom nom.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">The training room floor is a flurry of steel and staff. This is what happens when two double-weapon fighters spar. :3


 * Thomas Lazarus raises his brows for a moment. Much faster than he can pull off. He doesn't interrupt yet.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 9 + 2 = 11&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+2 = 2 + 2 = 4&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; versus &#171;  &#160;1d20+3 = 19 + 3 = 22&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; and &#171;  &#160;1d20+3 = 3 + 3 = 6&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;!

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">To quote drayco.

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


 * Landon Skar gives Flint a solid push with the staff, knocking him back a good few paces. &quot;Still open on the dagger side.&quot;

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

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 16 + 2 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+2 = 16 + 2 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; versus &#171;  &#160;1d20+3 = 16 + 3 = 19&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; and &#171;  &#160;1d20+3 = 10 + 3 = 13&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;!

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">o:

Landon Skar:<font color="#000000">This time Flint does manage to get two good hits in before the staff's end whips around and catches him. &quot;Better.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Roll Reversal.

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

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

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Eh?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus has been watching for a moment with folded arms.

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


 * Thomas Lazarus nods.

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

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Huh! Good morning. How long have you been standing there?&quot; Flint fetches his hat from a training dummy.

TMG:<font color="#000000">oh dear, ghost:

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Just a few moments.&quot; He smirks. &quot;It's a rare opportunity to be able to observe other warriors refining their skills. We weren't much for sparring at Pelor's temple.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">18:50 Hyuuint Definite late on Wednesday, unknown thursday. 15 min minimum, 30 min maximum

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;... I'll have to change that as an Inquisitor.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;But for this morning, I had some errands in mind.&quot; He looks to Flint. &quot;..You remember what we heard, right?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I figure I should probably drag someone along with me, just in case. If there are 'spiders' lurking somewhere and all that.&quot;

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


 * Landon Skar arches an eyebrow. Spiders?


 * Thomas Lazarus bows slightly to Landon. &quot;I'll be sure to visit you later, brother. It's been too long since I worked on my technique.&quot;

Smoke:<font color="#000000">Safe for me to come in now? :D

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


 * Thomas Lazarus lays a palm on Smoke's head idly. &quot;I would've asked Miron, but sickness is getting the worst of him, from the sounds of it. Cadamon is tending him still.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well. I think it's pretty safe to say Ashmore won't put any of us on patrol duty right after the raid last night.&quot; Flint sheathes his weapons... then blinks with surprise. &quot;Miron's caught it? ... Good thing the resident medic's on duty, then.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus nods.

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">Stupid Miron. I should be getting cleared for patrol right about now but the medic's stuck taking care of him! &gt;XO

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

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">Patience is a virtue, sister. ^^;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Nyeh~

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">Patience is a pain in the ass, I want to patrol! &gt;:O

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;What sort of errands do you have in mind?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus smirks a bit. &quot;Shopping.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus slips out the way he came in.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;... You wipe that smirk off your face, it could be weapon shopping.&quot; Flint frowns to Landon briefly before following.

Smoke:<font color="#000000">Patrol? :D

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;C'mon, Smoke.&quot; And dog and inquisitor follow!


 * Thomas Lazarus nods to Richter in passing. &quot;Give Miron my regards if he gets back on his feet before I see him next.&quot; Thomas heads out, and makes for the market district!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Alright, alright. Let's see, let's see.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Now here's where it gets tricky. Sszeyl also wanted to go to the ZLR household. :.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">I may have an idea.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">So, perhaps the group could pick him up either before or after his meeting with Ashmore?

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">*assaults the chat*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Quite the plan. Thomas is going to root around the market looking for the nicest bits he can find - a pair of ducks and some nice spices and/or a bit of honey glaze, before stopping back at the Mace to have Gilric work up some fine quisine.


 * Thomas Lazarus ardently defends birds from dog and drunkmonk alike. =3=

Gilric Golrunn:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 12 + 7 = 19&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Gilric Golrunn:<font color="#000000">And quite nice cuisine it is!

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

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">Drunkmonk is still stuck in bed, no thanks to ''Miron's slimy doom. &gt;:\ ''

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Excellent.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... Miron's slimy doom sounds like a spell. XD

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">It so does. :B


 * Dr. Hatari casts Miron's suspicious castigation.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Anyways, with the birds cooked quite proper-like, Thomas covers both of them and makes back for the streets. Stop one is the Guardian HQ.


 * Smoke drools, seeming to give those birds about 3/4 of his attention. The other quarter is on the hatted one.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Oh, Swallowtail got a fancier token. Pretty! =3=

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">Where chaos from certain invalids reign.

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

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Now that I'm not chained up and in danger of life and limb, it was time for a less angry token. x3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Srs bsns! &gt;:O

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">It's not exactly still morning, but hopefully not too far off. Thomas raps on the entrance.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Oh yes. What did those meals cost?

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Someone get the door!&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Coming, one moment!&quot; calls a voice from inside.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">One moment, moving folks. :3

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


 * Edaric opens the door. &quot;Oh, there you are. Some folks were started to get worried.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Where's Miron?&quot;

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


 * Thomas Lazarus grins sheepishly. &quot;Sorry. We were put in quarantine right away at the Mace. For good reason, too. I'm afraid Miron caught the bug. But, he's in good hands. He just needs to rest today.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;How horrible.&quot; Tea-sip.

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

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Dreadful-&quot;*le trip*

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Gah-&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Come on in -- oh, password's cheesecake today. --!!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">D:

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Reflex save! &#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 14 + 4 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Cheesecake?&quot; Thomas walks through.

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">And the cat does not faceplant.\

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Cat-catch! &quot;Easy there!&quot;


 * Flint Carthan mutters the password... and then looks at Smoke, standing outside.


 * Barbarus gets to feet, keeping good arm on the wall.

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Rassafrassin' stairs.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;I'll remind Gnogglebolt of your request for ramps.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus seems a little surprised when he notices Swallowtail present at HQ -- he's apprently quick to forget or short of hearing -- but he gives her a pleasant enough bow.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Smoke, why don't you guard. You can't say cheesecake.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus looks back to Barbarus. &quot;I had hoped to get here earlier, when you were still asleep, but it couldn't be helped.&quot;


 * Swallowtail bows back. &quot;Buongiorno, signore.&quot;

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


 * Thomas Lazarus sets one of the covered trays on the table. It smells of sweetness and smoked fowl. It has a note and pouch at the side with 5 platinum pieces in it. The note reads, &quot;Thanks for the help when I needed it. Enjoy the duck. -Tom&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus smirks a bit. &quot;Oh well.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;I smell food. What is that?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Honey-roasted duck. A friend cooked it for me.&quot;


 * Swallowtail leans over the table a bit to look. :.


 * Thomas Lazarus offers a serene smile.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..And this other one..&quot; He glances to Sszeyl.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Was for Lethiriss. I was planning to swing by there, if you were interested.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh. And I notified commander Ashmore of your request. He'll be able to see you later today.&quot;


 * Dr. Hatari ties a bow on the timeline.

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

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;I will finish my tea, and be ready for you.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Okay....one step...two step...three step-ow. Chair.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Afk 2 more shakes. Brb. ^^;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;I wonder if there's a spell that grants depth perception...&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Otto's ethereal eye. =3U *brick'd!*

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;One can only hope. ./&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Now lessee...yep this covers it.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Someone get me a pen, I need to call off the knee-capping. &gt;.#&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Joke!&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus heads upstairs with a look of suddenly remembering. &quot;Pardon me a moment Flint. Please relax.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Rummage rummage. =3=


 * Flint Carthan is too occupied trying to keep Smoke from setting off the alarm because dogs can't say &quot;cheesecake.&quot;

Smoke:<font color="#000000">But I smell FOOD in there! :O And CAT!


 * Thomas Lazarus returns carrying an empty tray. &quot;Alright. Ready whenever you are, Sszeyl.&quot;


 * Dr. Hatari is apparently spending the whole minisession grinding Light Side points.

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


 * Sszeyl speaks a few lines of a strange language to Swallowtail. :.


 * Thomas Lazarus looks surprised. :o

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... wait. Learning Amayan overnight is a bit of a stretch. :P

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Maybe a phrase? :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ah, nevermind. :3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Sprechen sie Deutsch? =3= *brick'd for wrong language*


 * Swallowtail headtilts... but then her expression lights up. &quot; S&#236;, s&#236;.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Have you known her tongue all along? I can't imagine you've picked it up overnight, have you? I'm still not even sure what language that is. ^^;&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;It's called Amyan, from what I understand.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;And no, I've been busy learning singular words.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;To at least convey -something- if not proper grammar.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus nods. &quot;I see, I see.. I've never even tried to pick up a second language. Impressive. :.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Amayan, huh...?&quot; &#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 7 + 4 = 11&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Geography knowledge check...

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Second? :B This is my...Fourth,.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;M'ah. I'm sure Flint has other things to do today than wait on my chatter.&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Heck, -this- is my third language.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I feel so cloistered now. ^^;&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;... There's an island nation out over the sea called Amaya...&quot; Flint lifts the brim of his hat briefly to look at Swallowtail.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;It takes -ten years- to properly learn a language, Tom.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..Over the sea, huh..? And here without a word of common. I wonder how she ended up caught by the blackskulls.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;She's a scout of some sort. &gt;&gt;'


 * Thomas Lazarus glances to her briefly. &quot;..Ah, I'm sure Gnogglebolt will know before long.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;I know because we sparred for two hours last night.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I ought not speak as though she weren't here.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus nods again. :.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Tom, we're two blocks from Zairith's house, and she's back at the Headquarters. :B&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Wait what. ^^;

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Bit of humor.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">At the quick change in maps.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">:P


 * Dr. Hatari mapswaps. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">*pops in*

TMG:<font color="#000000">Ramps? Ramps?

TMG:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt's gonna build an -elevator- :D

TMG:<font color="#000000">....nowait this is temp HQ. -3-

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hell, it takes over a month to even get out to the coast, if you don't have horses, much less over the sea.&quot; Flint frowns.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">&quot;THE ELEVATUS IS GOING CRITICAL!&quot; &quot;..The.. what is doing what. Is it broken? =3=&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">&quot;RUUUUUN!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Goodness.&quot; He frowns. &quot;I didn't realize it was all that bad. She really does need a hand.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Le trek to ZLR?

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Which is why I'm putting so much effort into this.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">LE VWOPR.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">VWORP EVEN

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Now you got me doing it.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">When I was talking about timeline earlier

TMG:<font color="#000000">I meant that thomas should NOT appear at HQ!

TMG:<font color="#000000">because THAT is what needed to be saved for the real session. :/

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">He snuck in and out without much fanfare.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;... You sure Smoke and I should be along for this? I hardly know the guy, and drow are supposed to be pretty secretive folks. Er, no offense.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Maybe everyone else was in napping, and Gnogglebolt in the workshop...

Liatai:<font color="#000000">That's how I positioned people. :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Don't worry, Tech, the timeline is safe. x3

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Tom brought you, perhaps so that you could...speak to Miron?&quot;


 * Sszeyl gives Tom a rather dark look.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Before the gnome says something he -will- be sorry for?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I just thought I'd be scolded if I went out alone... ^^;&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;There is also that.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Actually, as much as I like them, I think Flint may be right. And the Mace isn't far. Let's walk by there first, shall we?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thanks for helping me with my errands, by the way, brother.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not a problem.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Thomas nods Flint off.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">We're back how fast. =3=

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;After you. I know Zairith mentioned raising security. Best to knock a familiar knock, I guess.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">Le knock.

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">There is a long pause on the other side of the door before a voice calls out, &quot;Who isss it?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Sszeyl of Orgolloyss, he who gets kicked in the head by terrified retired warhorses.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus quickly practices Orgolloyss in his head. Orgolloyss! =3=

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">The door is cracked open slightly, and a yellow slit-pupiled eye peers out briefly before it opens all the way. Roll Spot checks, folks. :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 14 + 5 = 19&#160; <font color="#CD7F31">&#187; Spot check!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 1 + 2 = 3&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Spot

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( Tom go blind? ))

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

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( &quot;Oh, damnit, I blinked.&quot; ))

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sss, come in, come in, quickly.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus shuts the door behind him.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is anything the matter?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Tom is here to deliver something. I'm here to see how much blood Zairith lost when the spiders attacked him.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Maybe arrange for a cleric to stop by.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">!

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Oh wait. &gt;&gt;&quot;

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sss... we've been on high alert after lassst night, that'sss all...&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus nods tenetively.

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;You might want to be careful,&quot; says a voice from the corner -- where did that rogue come from?! O_o &quot;He's in a foul temper today. Can't say I blame him, though, given his condition.&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( I smell cake downstairs. ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I see..&quot; He looks to Sszeyl a bit worriedly. &quot;..Well, I would absolutely be glad to help, if there's anything I can do for him.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Also, I must apologize for Miron's...mistrust.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus tenses until he sees Rhylinar attached to the voice. He then relaxes quickly.

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">Sorry, Pelorite, I rolled a 19 against your 1 without modifiers.

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( &gt;:o ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Keppler'd.


 * Thomas Lazarus is quiet for a moment before remembering himself. He offers Lethiriss a weak smile. &quot;I think my timing is awful, now. But..&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus presents her old dessert tray that was given before. it now has the covered duck on it.

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;What'sss thissss?&quot; Lethiriss takes it curiously. :~

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Just a little favor, returned.&quot; He brightens slightly.


 * Lethiriss peeks... and her expression lights up! :D &quot;Ss-ssss! You didn't need to do that, sssilly -- ssso ssssweet of you!&quot; ^.^


 * Thomas Lazarus dopefaces in contentment. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;You're welcome. But..&quot; He looks to the study door.


 * Lethiriss quickly ssssidles over to the table to put down the tray.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..I did prepare for for the unexpected today. If there's anything the matter with him, I'm sure I can lend a hand.&quot; He looks to Sszeyl.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..Not to.. impose.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus makes an 'after you' gesture.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... music player, biochemistry review notes are not appropriate soundtrack material for this scene. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Or are they?


 * Dr. Hatari pastes Zairith into 1-million dollar man intro. =3=

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;So. What does he need to grow back?&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It's the TCA cycle. Hardly appropriate. XP

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

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's not quite that bad. Lethiriss fixed up the wound right quick. But there's something else going on. He keeps... shaking.&quot; Rhylinar holds his hand out and mimics a tremor. &quot;... Palsy doesn't strike that fast, does it?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus frowns.

TMG:<font color="#000000">O.o Zairith is injured? When did this happen?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..Perhaps he's stressed. Although if he is in full shock, that can be very serious.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The night of the raid.


 * Thomas Lazarus frets a bit and looks to Sszeyl anxiously.


 * Rhylinar snorts. &quot;The day my brother isn't stressed is the day spiders grow wings.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">&quot;You know, there is a spell that causes your mount to grow wings...&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">Turn of phrase, audience member. :P

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Does he still trust me enough to sponsor Tom's intervention?&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Whatever it is, it gets worse when he tries to write. Hence the bad temper. A wizard who can't write is not a happy one.&quot; &gt;.&gt;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;At this point, I don't rightly think it matters.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus furrows his brow.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm inclined to agree, if it's that serious. But I certainly don't want to provoke anyone I scarcely know.&quot;

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

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ss?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;This is your man we're talking about. What is your wish for him?

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


 * Lethiriss fidgets. &quot;... He needsss to get better. ... Would you like me to go in firssst?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus doesn't respond. He looks like he's wanting a 'yes' though. ^^;;;;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'd offer, but... eh. Already had enough ink bottles thrown at me today.&quot; &gt;.&gt;;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;If you need a shield, I could try angling the book-case just so..&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;... on the bright side, if there is any, his aim is off from the shaking...&quot; &gt;.&gt;

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sss. Don't be ridiculousss.&quot;

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll go let him know you're here.&quot;

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">Door le open.

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">Door le close.


 * Thomas Lazarus observes the door attentively. :o

TMG:<font color="#000000">...was that you, Liatai? :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">It's infectious.

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

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">Of courssse, sssilly. Who hasss control of Lethirissss? :B

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

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">As he is also a GM.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">:B

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;He saysss you can come in.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... Is Tom hiding behind Sszeyl? :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">-- OH

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">As much as the short, lithe drow could possibly hide the towering, armored Tom. It's a little preposterous to see how worried he is.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Tech I forgot to get you a Rin. XD

TMG:<font color="#000000">No worries. x3

GM:<font color="#000000">Well, granted, it is a 12 HD wizard in a bad mood. I'd be a little worried too. :B

Teeny Rin:<font color="#000000">Rawr!

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">Hss! Get off my seat! &gt;.O

Teeny Rin:<font color="#000000">*nibble nibble nibble*

Teeny Rin:<font color="#000000">Away!~

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;The cleric is afraid that you'll try to murder him with quills.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;So I'm here to distract you while he works.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">It is now Tom's turn to dawn the busted face. &quot;&gt;.&gt;;;&quot;

Zairith:<font color="#000000">The wizard is sitting in bed amidst a veritable nest of parchment and broken pen nibs. He looks up at you with a severe frown as you enter... which is somewhat less intimidating due to the fact that he seems to be shaking like an aspen leaf.


 * LiNeer is curled up on her master's lap, looking between you two with her one eye, tail curled around her paws.

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


 * Thomas Lazarus bows in greeting before stepping over. &quot;Mr. Zairith. I'm sorry to have caught you in such circumstances. Not to pry - but just what happened yesterday?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus gives the Drow a visual check for symptoms. Outside of swat range. =3= (Heal &#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 16 + 8 = 24&#160;  &#187;)

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Running to and fro handling garbage night errands. Go ahead.

Zairith:<font color="#000000">Well, the courtesy seems to have earned the cleric some points, at least. Though Tom, roll a Will save, if you would.

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Hmph. Careless-- carelessness is what happened,&quot; the wizard growls.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Huff puff :O

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 12 + 7 = 19&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Will save

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Just tell me when you need that distraction, Thomas.&quot;

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;I was returning from a chat with Miss Aramathea. A woman accosted me in the streets, asking my name before summoning the spiders to her aid. H-House Helvirahel, of course. I was careless and failed to notice one behind me. And now -- this,&quot; he snarls, throwing the quill in his hands -- thankfully, at the wall, not at any of you.

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">Calm down, Master.


 * Thomas Lazarus furrows his brow, musing over the possibilities.

Liatai whispers: First off, the Heal check. Luckily, it's not palsy -- it's a case of the shakes, a curable disease that causes involuntary tremors and fits. But you also notice something slightly odd.

Liatai whispers: The displacement of the covers in the bed... maybe it's just you, but it seems like someone smaller than Zairith looks is sitting in the bed.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I.. think I recognize this. A similar thing I remember from a certain Halfling adventurer who showed up at the temple.&quot; He seems.. highly distracted by the bed.

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;How can I expect to write a scroll like this?!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Be at peace, Zairith. :/&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Stress will not help your condition.&quot;

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Hmph. Is it poisoning? I did consume a preventative dose of antitoxin, though it is not foolproof by any means.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I believe in the past case it was a disease. Who ... ah. Well. I must refrain from revealing the source in that case. Cleric's confidientiality.&quot; He looks slightly embarassed. =3=;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..But I am prepared to take care of it, either way. As your friend says, please try to calm your nerves for a few minutes. I'll take more than a few minutes to conjure the prayer.&quot;

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;A weakened condition is practically inviting a second strike from an assassin. To say nothing of the fact that I cannot feasably --&quot; The wizard growls, pinching the bridge of his nose. &quot;... Fine.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">(for the audience, which disease -is- it?)

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;But before that..&quot; He frowns slightly. &quot;Are you hiding anything from your doctor?&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">I see

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Tom is referencing some lulz from an earlier game. Our Halfling.. god, do I ever want to say it. It was so dumb. XD

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">I'll abstain. XD

TMG:<font color="#000000">Awww, tell us!

TMG:<font color="#000000">in IRC, if you must

TMG:<font color="#000000">Tellustellustellus :D


 * Zairith arches an eyebrow at the cleric. Clearly there's some thin ice being trod on here.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">I smell a need for distraction.


 * Thomas Lazarus actually holds fast, despite his frilliness leading up to this point. He's taking it seriously.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..It's important that I know all the details if I'm to help you properly, sir.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;He's probably hesitant to mention it in front of me.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;I'll go wait outside.&quot;

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

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;... For once, the boy is quite astute.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus relaxes a bit and nods simply, listening.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;-Why- is everyone so surprised when I do something not idiotic? :/&quot;

Zairith:<font color="#000000">The wizard lowers his voice.&quot;You spoke of confidentiality. Do I have your oath to hold this to a similar agreement?&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Well, you did try to ride a dire wolf.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus crosses his heart with a free hand and nods seriously. &quot;My solemn vow.&quot;

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

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;That was strategy. &gt;&gt;&quot;

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;The boy cannot know yet.&quot; Zairith reaches a hand back behind his head, seeming to fumble with something invisible. He gives a small growl of frustration. &quot;... Blast it. Lethiriss had to tie it.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;As if you've never had a plan backfire before. :/&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Mister 'Come on hit me with the pretend cat.'&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I lost the token. XD One second.

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;To be fair. I was trying to teach you strategy that didn't involve jumping on hostile animals twice your size.&quot; |3

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;By using an analog of something less than half yours. :B&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus seems a bit puzzled.

Zairith?:<font color="#000000">Zairith finally manages to do whatever he's trying to do... removing what looks like a black silk hair tie? The changes are subtle -- a narrowing of the shoulders, lightening of the frame, whitening and lengthening of the hair, elongation of the ears, reddening of the eyes. This isn't a half-drow -- this is a full-blooded drow sitting here.

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


 * Thomas Lazarus rubs his chin and seems only slightly less puzzled.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Layers upon layers!

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

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">That while surprising...

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I.. think I can fathom why you would have motive to keep such things secret. Although I've no questions. Your business is yours.&quot; He closes his eyes briefly.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Is not so...world shattering in light of dabber chimeras.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">dapper*

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Pamela~ *cartoon hearts manifest, float up, and pop* |D

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Shut up, brain. Traitor. =3=

Zairith?:<font color="#000000">&quot;Drow evoke suspicion. Half, only half as much.&quot; The drow seems inclined to leave it at that. &quot;Remember your vow.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;They're flying! Flying! And now falling. And crashing.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus nods curtly. &quot;Of course.&quot;

Zairith:<font color="#000000">The drow re-ties the hair tie -- not without difficulty -- and his appearance quickly shifts back to normal. If you look carefully, you may notice the hair tie turning into a small silver earring.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">It is midnight where y'all is at.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;In any case.. I just know I should have prepared for more than one unexpected twist, today.&quot; He looks down briefly. &quot;..But, the important thing is, I'll have your condition cured in a few minutes.&quot; He seems to be falling into simultaneous prayer already. &quot;Some effects of damage already done will still linger in your system for a few days. But you should recover steadily, even without magic.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;A knife in the dark can be as dangerous as a dragon in the daylight,&quot; the rogue says with the air of a quotation.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Thomas is filling his open spell-slot with Remove Disease. 10 minutes, etcetera.


 * Sszeyl twitches.


 * Sszeyl rubs his eye. &quot;Darned twitching lids.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">It may be midnight, but I got out of bed like 5 hours ago. ^^;;

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Hm. Then I may need to ask you and the boy for a favor once this is concluded.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">The day-walkers will have to let me know when enough is enough. I'm immune. :B


 * Rhylinar arches an eyebrow. &quot;... You didn't catch Zai's shakiness, did you?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus nods. &quot;Certainly.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;I've been having visions during Trance lately. It is...taxing, after the fifth day, it seems.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">After quite a long and quiet bout of looming, praying templar, Thomas intones a few more whispers aloud, and his right palm fills with a soft blue glow.


 * Thomas Lazarus lays a pair of fingers on Zairith's shoulder. Remove Disease.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;However, I have met a female with skills similar to mine. Our sparring match yesterday seemed to use up too much energy for visions.&quot;

Zairith:<font color="#000000">The illusion means that you may have to reach a bit farther than normal to actually touch the wizard's shoulder, but the shaking slowly subsides.


 * Thomas Lazarus finally opens his eyes. &quot;There. That seems to be doing the trick.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Shall I fetch Sszeyl?&quot;

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;... So it would seem. ... If you would.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus opens the door again. &quot;Sszeyl, it's alright now.&quot;


 * Sszeyl strides in nonchalantly.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Did you cure his syphilis alright? ^.^&quot;

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

Zairith:<font color="#000000">Twitch.


 * Thomas Lazarus gah-gaaah'ns. =3=;

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;Such jests are better left for my brother to make. He can survive a shocking grasp.&quot; &gt;:|


 * Thomas Lazarus doesn't say a word. XD

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;And yet is somehow still afraid of you.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;But down to business.&quot;

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hm. Yes. ... There is a favor to be asked of you.&quot;

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;Do you know how to access the basement of the Ebonwood?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;No.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;The farthest I have ever been is the storefront.&quot;

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;LiNeer will show you, then. You will need her along to open the magical wards, regardless.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Oh, I don't think she'll like that at all. =3=;&quot;


 * Zairith picks up a scrap of paper from the bed, with scrawled, nearly illegible Elven runes on it. There's a small residual tremor, but nowhere near as severe as it was before. &quot;... With handwriting like this, I cannot even write the note for you, unfortunately. Go into the basement of the Ebonwood and follow LiNeer. She will lead you to a room with a mirror array on the northern wall.

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;If you would put a note of some kind on the worktable there to the effect of 'there is no lecture today, continue your reading for Ica,' facing the mirrors.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">And here Ghost was saying we would never need to load the cuiro. :B

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">....zah?

TMG:<font color="#000000">;load the curio'? wtf is that? o.O


 * Dr. Hatari snickers.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Just a comment he made ages ago.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Load the Curiosity Shop map. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">And a cuiro is shorthand for just that sort of shop.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Except.. spelled right.. x3

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thank you. Preferrably before the sun starts to sink.&quot;

Dorf Aias:<font color="#6600CC">Suddenly, the door comes crashing down ala dwarf boot. &quot;Awright! a' ye dummies! th' server is gaun tae be shutting doon in aboot thirty minutes, sae pack yer bags 'n' yer jollies 'n' git duin tae git th' bugger oot!&quot;

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Noooooo D:

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">And VAE's not around to host a server D:

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">Just one thing....

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Well, I'm wide awake and welcoming of more gaming if Vae or Drayco can host.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... Tech? ^^;

TMG:<font color="#000000">I can host!

TMG:<font color="#000000">I can host!@

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Or tech!

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&#171; &#160;1d20+8+mod = 16 + 8 + 0 = 24&#160; <font color="#CD7F31">&#187; Craft (painting) check!

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">I forget who has the knowhow to open ports. xd

TMG:<font color="#000000">might as well transition now

TMG:<font color="#000000">during the scene transition itself

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( Getting that out of the way. :3 ))

TMG:<font color="#000000">rather than in the middle of the scene. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Indeed. Can you save a copy of the map, Tech? :3

TMG:<font color="#000000">Aiiirm...I'm joined as a player ^^; ghost needs to give me the pass to join as a GM

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


 * Thomas Lazarus bows. &quot;Rest well, sir. And thank you for your assistance earlier.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">If you're wondering what the painting check was for.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Sszeyl's going to paint a note. :3

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Okay, I'm rejoining. Go on pause until the transition is complete?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Luckily it was a good check and we won't asplode. :B

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">With a caricture of Zairith.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">All muscly and stuff.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Doing this.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">http://media.giantbomb.com/uploads/1/19815/694167-armstrong_super.jpg

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Around the words.

TMG:<font color="#000000">I'd like my own logs of this to be as complete as possible, too


 * Dr. Hatari maximum approves.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Okay, pause! ^^

TMG:<font color="#000000">Lulz, Major Armstrong. xD

TMG:<font color="#000000">Anyway, rejorining for realz now.

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

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

</i>TMG:<font color="#000000">Saving map. Standbye.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Campaign saved. Disconnect this server and I will bring up the new one.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Name will be Akellon, player pass will be 'go'

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Thankee, Ghost!

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

</i>Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Indeed.


 * Dr. Hatari transitions.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Thank ye kindly, Sir Dorf. :3

<i> You have disconnected.

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

</i>TMG:<font color="#000000">Crap! I need to resave, the file's corrupted O.o

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

</i><i> You have disconnected.

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

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

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Heya, meany. Errors, you say? o.o

TMG:<font color="#000000">What's going on?

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">When I tried connecting accidentally before the server list was up.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Oh. Well, duh. :P

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

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

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

</i>Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Y halo.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Hallo hallo! :D

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Just to remind.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">http://media.giantbomb.com/uploads/1/19815/694167-armstrong_super.jpg

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">Zairith, like that.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">0:3

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">I'm here under duress. &gt;.[

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">Under Tom's dress-er, tabbard?


 * Sszeyl, shot.

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">Shall we? :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">I feel a disturbance in the Force. The Force is still groggily and nappish. =3=

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Are you up for it, Force? :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... Honestly I don't know how I slept through the pings, my computer's volume was way up. ^^;;

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

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( Did you get the text? :o ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... A thought occurs to me. Hasn't Thomas been to the Ebonwood without knowing it was Zairith's shop? x3

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">My phone's out of batteries. ^^;

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

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( *sends a charger* ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">That's a good question. We backgrounded it, so I'm not sure.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">I think he let someone point him to a place to get a commission.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Oh yeah, his enchanted armor, wasn't it?

TMG:<font color="#000000">Also, welcomeback, Lia! :D

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

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( The Dex increasing glvoes. ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">I think that was the temple. This was +1 gloves of dexterity.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">gloves*

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Since it's an unusual number for them.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">But anyways, yeah sure! :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... I'm inclined to say it may have been the Ebonwood just for the lulz, but up to you. x3


 * Thomas Lazarus raises a brow. &quot;Oh.. wait. I remember being here for shopping before.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Why is it that Zairith wants a note delivered?&quot;

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">The one-eyed cat saunters ahead of you the whole way to the Ebonwood curiosity shop. Zairith gave you a key to get in.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;He apparently teaches a class from here.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;It sounds almost like code.&quot; Suspect suspect sus--wait it's just a regular message.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;(I must be letting Miron into my head.)&quot;

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">Are you coming, human? .|

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Wait you're not Tom. D:


 * Dr. Hatari throws Tiny Rin aside.


 * Thomas Lazarus holds the door open for LiNeer

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">Quite acceptable. |3

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">The cat saunters in like she owns the place... who knows, in her feline mind, she probably does.


 * Thomas Lazarus can't help but look around curiously. He doesn't touch anything, though.

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">When the door to the back room is opened, the cat hops up onto a crate and curls her tail around her paws.


 * Sszeyl snags a blank canvas from behind the landscapes, and carries it with him.

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">Meow.


 * Sszeyl pokes the box.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">Searching~


 * Thomas Lazarus tries to help. |3 &#171; &#160;1d20-1 = 10 - 1 = 9&#160;  &#187;


 * Thomas Lazarus isn't very helpful. Airhead.

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">The box makes a tinkling noise when moved -- alchemical glassware, it seems. Oh, yes, and you can see a trap door under the crate. (Well, maybe Tom can't, with that check. :B)

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">Le open door.

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">Such a loud box!

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">Vworp?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah-hah.. so that's why it's full of such things.&quot;


 * LiNeer looks at Thomas with a hint of curiosity.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;It must be to raise a racket if someone is trying to sneak underground.&quot; |3


 * LiNeer looks somewhat approving. She hops down the trapdoor onto a set of very, very steep stairs that are almost ladder-like.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Can everyone see?

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

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( We has Rin. ))

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

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( Who is all seeing. ))

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">The basement is dark. If you want a light source, prepare it now, please. :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">Dancing lights.


 * Thomas Lazarus peers around with some difficulty. =3=

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">Well, thank your drow friend, then. :3 The dancing lights work quite nicely to illuminate the place.


 * LiNeer waits by the door.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">Le open.


 * Thomas Lazarus folds his arms into his robe sleeves and peers at the tools. How fancy. :O

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">Now Sszeyl takes his artisan tools.

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">The scent of spearmint wafts out of this room when you open the door.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">And gets to painting.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">After a spell of work...


 * LiNeer hops up onto the lab table with practiced ease and peers at the paper.


 * Sszeyl shows it to Tom and LiNeer.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;There we go.&quot;

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">Her tail starts switching back and forth.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;W-well..&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;The message is there.&quot; ^^;

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">The cat sneezes, hopping down off the table and staring at the door. Tail still a-switchin'.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">The painting is arranged...

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">And le done. :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Maybe this will help Zairith relax.&quot; :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Didn't Zairith say it was to be in a room with mirrors aligned along a wall?&quot;


 * LiNeer gives Sszeyl a flat look eerily reminiscent of a tested drow wizard. &gt;.\

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">Miaow. She looks pointedly at the door.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Sorry, too much laughter. :B&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">Le open.

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">The key turns in the lock ... but the door doesn't open.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">You can't spell laughter

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Without slaughter D:

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Or no wait. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Carry on. :B


 * Thomas Lazarus blinks blearily.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Darn brain. =3=

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Well, this door seems to be beligerant.&quot;


 * LiNeer saunters forward and raises a paw, pressing it to the door. The paw glows with a faint green light, and the sound of a lock opening can be heard.

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

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

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">I don't need you to tell me what to do, boy. .|


 * LiNeer hops up into a comfortable chair in this room to supervise.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">Le arrange....

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Roll a Spot check, le Sszeyl. :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Hmm, should I set it up on something?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 2 + 5 = 7&#160; <font color="#CD7F31">&#187; Spot check!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Same to you, Tom.


 * Thomas Lazarus glances to the Mirrors idly. &#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 16 + 2 = 18&#160;  &#187;

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">About Sszeyl, his painting, and LiNeer.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;What a curious bit of artifice.. I hadn't imagined all this business at all when I shopped here.&quot; :o

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

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

</i>TMG:<font color="#000000">Is...is Zairth high enough level that he can see through his familiar's eyes? &gt;.&gt;

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

</i>Liatai:<font color="#000000">One moment, I'll check. x3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The empathic link is definitely there...

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

</i><font color="#000000">. x3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">The third busted of the session, whee~

TMG:<font color="#000000">hang on meany, whsipering...

Liatai:<font color="#000000">No scrying on familiar yet, though. He's got a level to go for that. x3

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">One level away? Just one?! xD

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">SUDDENLY I NOM ZAIRITH FOR -- D| *clong'd*

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Thomas notices -- jeepers! The image in one of the mirrors is changing! It's not reflecting the room, instead depicting what looks like a darkened study... and a young drow man with dark hair, probably no older than Sszeyl, is looking out of the mirror at both of you with a shocked expression.


 * Thomas Lazarus freezes like stone.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Pay no attention to the man setting up the painting. &gt;&gt;&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah... uh... Sszeyl.&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( That was for the lulz. ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I... think I figured out Zairith's artifice.&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( Not cannon. ))

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;...Did you accidentally turn it on?&quot;

Dark-Haired Drow Man:<font color="#000000">The drow in the mirror seems likewise frozen for a while, and a little lizard with a blue tail likewise peers at you wide-eyed from his shoulder. &quot;-- Who are you? Where's the professor?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Slowly developing an ulcer due to an overdose of stress, I'm sure.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus stammers lightly before clearing his throat. &quot;Ah--hem. No worries. We're just performing an.. an errand for him.&quot;

Dark-Haired Drow Man:<font color="#000000">Assume my token is the mirror's surface.


 * Sszeyl holds up the painting.


 * Thomas Lazarus can't even imagine the stir he might be causing, in circles he can't comprehend. But he is imagining it anyways. D|


 * Dark-Haired Drow Man frowns, eyes narrowing. &quot;The professor's supposed to have that door arcane locked...&quot; He seems to be reaching for something outside of the mirror's frame of vision.


 * LiNeer meows from her chair in the corner.

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

</i>Dark-Haired Drow Man:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Is that LiNeer?&quot;

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

</i>Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;--Ah, yes. He sent her along with us to deliver the note. Presumably for you. He's recovering from an illness.&quot; ^^;;;

You whisper to Meany: * Thomas Lazarus can't even imagine the stir he might be causing, in circles he can't comprehend. But he is imagining it anyways. D| * Dark-Haired Drow Man frowns, eyes narrowing. &quot;The professor's supposed to have that door arcane locked...&quot; He seems to be reaching for something outside of the mirror's frame of vision. * LiNeer meows from her chair in the corner. Meany is disconnected. Dark-Haired Drow Man: &quot;... Is that LiNeer?&quot; Meany has connected.

Meany:<font color="#CD7F31">No reaction to the painting? :U

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


 * Dark-Haired Drow Man visibly relaxes. &quot;O-oh. I see.&quot; ^^; &quot;Sorry, I thought you were burgulars. But if LiNeer's with you, that's obviously not the case...&quot;

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

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

</i>Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">I GUESS THAT MAKES HER A CAT BURG--*brick'd*

You whisper to Meany: * Dark-Haired Drow Man visibly relaxes. &quot;O-oh. I see.&quot; ^^; &quot;Sorry, I thought you were burgulars. But if LiNeer's with you, that's obviously not the case...&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus offers an open palm and a shake of his head.

Dark-Haired Drow Man:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is he all right?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Good question!

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;Provided he actually let's go, to relax?&quot;

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">7 points of Dexterity damage, but no longer sick. :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mm.&quot; He nods. &quot;He may be out a day or two more, but he'll definitely be alright.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus flicks his eyes to Sszeyl nervously. &gt;.&gt;;;

Dark-Haired Drow Man:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hopefully by Ica. I know Lesreel's been looking forward to this lesson... But who are you, anyway? Students in that human city?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus is paralyzed with indecision. =3=;;;


 * Sszeyl points at Thom.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;That's his physician.

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#CD7F31">&quot;I am his cousin's manservant.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Heh?&quot;


 * Dark-Haired Drow Man quirks an eyebrow in an amused fashion.


 * Thomas Lazarus seems to find that palatable.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..Well.. that seems to be the case. Beg your pardon for the misunderstanding. We.. I.. hadn't really expected to be communicating with anyone down here. Least of all through mirrors and magic.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus is obviously intimidated by the prospect of speaking to a Drow he doesn't know.

Dark-Haired Drow Man:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's understandable. Aspect mirrors aren't the most common bit of artifice, even here. I'll pass on the message to the others -- though can you put that message a little closer to the mirrors? Mal'ril is hard to get a hold of, and she might try the mirrors before I can get in touch with her.&quot; ^^;

Sszeyl: <font color="#cd7f31">(( Confirmed infection with sleep virus. ))


 * Sszeyl complies.

Dark-Haired Drow Man:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Oh! And can you give Master Gelthrael a message in return for me?&quot; He peers into the room at LiNeer with a small smirk. &quot;This one's for you, too, LiNeer.&quot;

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

Dark-Haired Drow Man:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tell him to expect a blue bird from House Deneld sometime in the next week -- that means no hunting blue jays, all right, LiNeer?&quot; :3

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">Hmph. As if an apprentice presumes to tell me what to do. But I'll humor you. &gt;.\ Tail twitch.

Dark-Haired Drow Man:<font color="#000000">&quot;Did you get that? House Deneld, blue messenger bird.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... Meany, are you awake? ^^;

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">That seems to be an inconclusive.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oh dear. ^^;


 * Thomas Lazarus folds his hands before his waist. &quot;Certainly.&quot;

Dark-Haired Drow Man:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thanks. I'm out.&quot; The mirror's surface seems to cloud for a moment before reflecting the interior of the room again.

TMG:<font color="#000000">I think his 'confirm infection with sleep virus' means he finally konked out. ^^;


 * Thomas Lazarus releases a held breath and practically collapses against a wall. O_O

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I think so, too. ^^;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Perhaps so~

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... should I try to ping him in IRC, or let him sleep. &gt;.&gt;;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Ehn. ^^;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">He pinged you like a million times. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... This is true. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Honestly I don't know how I slept through the pinging, my computer's volume was set at maximum. ^^;;;;;;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;(Ohmygoshwasthatadrowcity, whatbuthowcanmaybenot, but, hespokesuchgoodcommonand, whatifIsaidsomethingbadandgotZairithintrouble, ohnodotheyknowourfaces D:D:D:D:D:D:)&quot;


 * LiNeer looks over at Thomas impassively.


 * Thomas Lazarus clutches head and frets. D:

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I am terrified of your people.&quot;


 * LiNeer saunters over to the table and hops up on it, prepared to give Tom a light swat to snap him out of it -- hrm. He seems to have gotten out of it mostly on his own. Pity. ./


 * Thomas Lazarus rubs his forehead and mutters. &quot;I guess it was different meeting you, and Zairith, and Rhylinar. They're like.. displaced folks. Isolated outsiders. I.. dah.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;We should probably just get going before anything else troublesome happens.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl has apparently zoned out, it seems. ^^; Or at least his player has.


 * Thomas Lazarus collects Sszeyl-bot. =3=


 * LiNeer pushes the door shut and seals it again.

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">Lock it behind you, that's a good bot.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Indeed. x3


 * LiNeer sits on the crate again and gives the both of you a look.


 * Thomas Lazarus (gently) replaces the crate where it was, careful not to offend the rider.

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">Ooh. You're tolerable. |3


 * Thomas Lazarus clearly had a cat. =3=


 * LiNeer pauses on the counter, tail twitching... and then turns around and saunters back inside, meowing for your attention.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..Hmm?&quot; He begins turning back.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Was there something else?&quot;

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

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">The cat paws at a box's latch and looks at you.


 * Thomas Lazarus tenetively steps over and flips open the latch with an index finger, then props the lid open curiously.

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">On top of the other contents in this box, there sits a wooden case containing at least twenty organized feathers with small crystal-glass beads on the shafts.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I wonder, I wonder.. perhaps..&quot;

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">The feathers are labelled by category; &quot;Tree, Anchor, Fan, Bird, Swan, Whip.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus doesn't look like he quite expected that.


 * LiNeer puts her forepaws on either side of the box and mimes lifting it as best she can.

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">The case, sorry.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mm..&quot; Thomas lowers the lid and resecures the latch.

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">Miaow! &gt;.\


 * Thomas Lazarus kneels before lifting the box. Unless it weighs preposterous, Thomas can lift it. =3=


 * LiNeer facepaws. Well... close enough.

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">The cat saunters back outside, watching you.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Could you get the door for me, Sszeyl?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#000000">Sszeylbot opens the door and locks it behind him.

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">Back to the residence... shall we leave it here and wait for a time when Meany is more awake?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Possibly. It's quite up to you. Either way, it's probably quite a good idea to drop Sszeyl off. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">I trust you're not feeling entirely invincible versus sleep either. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Heh. The nap changed that, but then again, I do have to work in the morning. I should probably turn in, yes. ^^;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">&gt;:O


 * Dr. Hatari swats. &quot;Bed, bed, be rested!&quot;


 * Dr. Hatari brandishes ruler. =3=

TMG:<font color="#000000">If you're going to turn in for the night got logs and map campaign file?

TMG:<font color="#000000">You can take the log you have now and merge it with the one I put on the Swap

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ow ow! XD It's just yardwork, it's not that bad -- ow!

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Nevermind then let's play. :B

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

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


 * Dr. Hatari is super fickle.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">We'll assume Sszeyl was dropped off at Mace HQ for his mini-session right about now. :3

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">I also like how Tom made a completely reasonable but dumb error in grabbing the whole crate for LiNeer.

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">Besides. You have a superb guardian cat here. |3

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


 * Thomas Lazarus walks back to LiNeer's home alongside her. He rather doubts he would get much for his trouble besides swats if he dared to move a hand anywhere near her.

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">Smart human.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Oh wow. |D

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">Despite the whole box thing. Though I'm willing to chalk that up to a miscommunication. .|

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">Scratch scratch scratch. Meow!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">|B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">I take it that party isn't actually standing right there? ^^;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oh! No, sorry. XD


 * Thomas Lazarus raps on the door a few times. &quot;It's LiNeer. Also, Thomas.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">That's one of the things I fixed on the new map set. XD I'll take care of that.


 * Dr. Hatari snrks.

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">Same routine as last time... Roll a Spot check when you enter, if you like. :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 19 + 2 = 21&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; DC: Hopeless.


 * You roll to yourself: 1d20+19 =&gt; 19 + 19 = 38Liatai:<font color="#000000">... another nineteen. XD

Tokens dropped onto map 'Zairith and Lethiriss' Place'Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hello again.&quot; Thomas offers a slightly awkward smile from behind his crate.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It would have been possible for Tom to succeed! ... not very, but possible.

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hello, hello... sss, what'ssss thisss?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm truly not very sure. But LiNeer seemed intent on having me bring it back here.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sszeyl had some business he wanted to speak with commander Ashmore about at the Leaden Mace, so he stopped by there on the way back.&quot;

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">Speaking of which, the cat is standing before the bedroom door and waiting for you, it seems.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;--Oop. It looks like I'm summoned.&quot;

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sss, thank you for letting usss know.&quot; x3


 * Thomas Lazarus nods.


 * Thomas Lazarus has a little trouble getting the door. :9

Zairith:<font color="#000000">You hear a spell-phrase muttered from within, and the door swings open easily.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Zairith catches sight of Tom awkwardly reaching for the escaping handle. &quot;Ah. Thank you.&quot; He steps in and sets down the crate.


 * Zairith quirks an eyebrow at the... whole crate. &quot;... Communication issues of the feline variety, I take it.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I hope I'm not playing host to some grand trick in bringing you this.&quot; ^^;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hm?&quot; &#171; &#160;1d20-1 = 18 - 1 = 17&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Oh.&quot; D|

TMG:<font color="#000000">...huh?


 * Zairith ... actually chuckles slightly at that. &quot;Hardly. Services rendered should be paid for. LiNeer tells me that the expedition did not go quite as planned.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Tom made an Int check to figure out what he did wrong. ;B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah.. yes, I'm afraid something like that did happen. We seemed to walk in on a, ah, student of yours, who nearly mistook us for cat burglars.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">I still don't get what happened myself. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">I'm pretty sure LiNeer just wanted a little box of quills.

TMG:<font color="#000000">LiNeer mimed picking up the box. Thomas picked up the box. WHat more is there to it&gt; :B

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;Stin'baldrin, no doubt. He does have a habit of checking in early for lessons.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">And Tom grabbed up a gigantic crate full of items including the box.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">And she facepaw'd.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">While Tom was all, &quot;I'm a helper |D&quot;

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">I must say, I would have said that too. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">I was thinking &quot;Wait, what? You mimed picking up the box, he picked up the box...what more do you want?&quot;

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

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


 * Thomas Lazarus nods hesistantly. &quot;He was very friendly, considering.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">I'm a distraction, leaving now ^^;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah. And he had a message for you, I believe.&quot;

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">I'm smarter than the average peasant, and yet I find myself wanting for ways to communicate my brilliance to the world. How troublesome. &gt;.\

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hm?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;He said to expect a bluebird bearing a message from house D-eeaaahhhh... D|&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus looks embarassed for a moment.

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;Deneld, likely.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah, yes. Terribly sorry. Deneld.&quot;

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;That would be his House. Interesting. Perhaps he has managed one of Quaal's tokens at last.&quot;

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;Speaking of such tokens. Perhaps the message was muddled through the link. I had intended for you to bring only the small case of feather tokens on the top of the box's contents.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, dear.&quot; He gives the crate a look.

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;Take two of them. Your choice as to which. They should be labeled.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Ah?&quot; He seems slightly caught off guard.


 * Zairith 's look brooks no questioning. :/

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I.. I see.&quot; He tenetively opens the box again and examines the quils. He ... decides not to elaborate on questioning. =3=

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">(Crap what are feather tokens. D|)


 * Thomas Lazarus examines anyways.

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

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">To repost, all six types of Quaal's feather tokens are here. Anchor, bird, fan, swan boat, tree, and whip.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Feather tokens. They're little feathers. You throw them down, and they transform into the type of token they are

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I'm pretty sure Hatari knows what they are, but Tom doesn't. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">for example, if you have an Achnor feather token, if you throw it down, it--oh. Okay. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Both, actually. But it seems self-explanitory.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">I was never much for magic items.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oh! DMG page 264 if you want details. :3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Our campaign-wide loot usually consisted of, like, 150 sets of leather armor, and some bones. :B

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Anyway. Yes. One-use magical items. :3


 * Thomas Lazarus muses for a bit before selecting the swan boat and tree tokens. Nearly at random, in a masked panick. x3

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;You are aware of how feather tokens function, yes?&quot;


 * Dr. Hatari notes notes

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ahaha -- I was hoping you would ask. I have no idea what these are.&quot; ^^;


 * Zairith rubs his forehead with one hand, but at least he doesn't seem angry. &quot;Simple single-use magical tokens using creation magic. Simply throw them and speak a short key phrase, and they become certain useful objects, based on the enchantment placed on them upon creation.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Oh okay, I see from the DMG now.


 * Zairith informs Thomas of the key phrases for the two tokens he's chosen.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, I see!&quot; Thomas notes his choices with vague amusement.

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</i>Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..Considering how the lot of us very nearly drowned crossing a stream, I would say that's quite valuable to have in reserve. Thank you, sir.&quot;


 * Zairith quirks an eyebrow, but does not ask.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;But, you know..&quot; Thomas adds in a softer tone.

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;The boat created by the token is a bit large for a... simple stream crossing. But perhaps it will serve you well regardless.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus nods.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't expect any compensation or anything for the trouble. You've been a boon more than once already.&quot; He bows slightly. &quot;You can count on me any time you're feeling under the weather again. It would be my pleasure to help.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus glances aside slightly less benevolently. &quot;Besides. I've apparently been introduced as your physician.&quot;

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hopefully, it will not be often... You have, have you. By the young Terror, I assume.&quot;

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


 * Lethiriss giggles in the next room. Sss-sss-ssssss x3

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hm. Explaining the situation to the students should prove... interesting to say the least.&quot;

AudienceBeep:<font color="#000000">&quot;Especially with that painting Sszeyl left behind.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I think.. ah.. it may clear itself up to them easier than you think, based on the liberties taken on his note.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;But that would be taking sides.&quot; He covers his mouth in mock-innocence.


 * LiNeer facepaws again.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I should be getting along back to the Guardians HQ.&quot;

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


 * Thomas Lazarus offers a friendly wave before stepping out and shutting the door.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Reputation with Faction ZLR increased! :B *brick*

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

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sss, wait, just one moment.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus seemed to be going for the door, but stops.


 * Lethiriss rummages around near the stove and brings out... a plate of hot cross buns. :3 She passes it off to Tom.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">:D

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Are you sure?&quot;

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;Would I be offering if I wasssn't?&quot; x3

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;Go, go, ssshoo, enjoy. Before the resssident ssssneak-thief makesss off with them.&quot;

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey.&quot; :P

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thank you very much.&quot; ^^

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">Don't you even think of making a Sleight of Hand check, mister.

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">Who, me? 0:3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Too late. Thomas tosses a hot cross bun lightly at Rhylinar.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Endure the mixed blessing of hot crossness &gt;:O

Rhylinar:<font color="#000000">Catch! -- Ow, hot! &#171; &#160;1d3 = 1&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; points of delicious damage. :B

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll get out of your hair, then. Goodbye.&quot; And he slips out.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">And I think this is a good place to leave it. :3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Mm. He'll head back for Guardian HQ next and that'll probably be the next real session, Saturday after next.


 * Dr. Hatari methodically goes around stealing every PC's support NPC casts. &quot;EDARIC AELLIAN COME WITH ME, WE'RE GOING ON A ROAD TRIP. D|&quot;

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Anyways, I'll let you get to bed. Thanks for the macro-session. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Not a problem, 'twas fun, 'twas fun. x3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Quite so!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... now to see if the dog will let me up to set my alarm clock. x3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">See ya~

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