Session 91.1

Ghostwish has connected.

Liatai:Hi hi hi :D

Tathi:GEE I SURE HOPE THERE AREN'T ANY SILLY FEY AROUND. :P

Tathi:^_^

TMG has connected.

Liatai:How do you like the looks of your first potential followers? ^^

Ghostwish:TO THE CHOPPING BLOCK WITH ALL OF THEM. :3

Ghostwish:I kid, they look fine! Though the one in red worries me. Looks like an elven tomiko. XP

Liatai:snrk

* Ghostwish just checked and saw what she is. &quot;OH DEAR GODS WHY.&quot;

Ghostwish:&quot;YOU'RE STILL PEEVED ABOUT THANATOS AREN'T YOU.&quot;

Liatai:Kitty. :D

Ghostwish:Hiya Cocoa! :3

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Ghostwish:HELLO COCOA. XD

Liatai:Apparently she says hi back? :B

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">*snrks*

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Right! Shall I start? ;3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Suresure. For the timeline's sake, this is about two days after the cult-routing.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Question; what d--ah. x3

GM:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d100 = 52&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

GM:<font color="#000000">Ahh, it's a crisp clear day in the woods today.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Let's see.. just arrving or already at home? :3

GM:<font color="#000000">Your choice. The gaggle of NPCs up there hasn't arrived yet, either way.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Pop! And there's the Tathi party! &quot;Well, thank goodness that's done with.&quot; She comments, walking up to the door.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Teache--I mean, Liaaaaaaa, bullies are making a mess of your channeeeeeel! D: TMG:<font color="#000000">(oh, nvm, you just saw)

Nicodemus:<font color="#000000">Come to think of it, that's plenty of time for these guys to have made the journey.

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Did we ever think to ask exactly how big this wolf would be?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;.. OH Alobal, we're about to have a dire wolf or some such, aren't we?&quot;

Nicodemus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good evening, elf-people.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Oh! Nicodemus! When did you arrive?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">(I can't see you but oh well XD)

Nicodemus:<font color="#000000">Here I am. :3 I was hidden by my wolf.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">You look so cute with your little lemon slice. :3

Nicodemus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Around noon. You have our utmost gratitude for offering us shelter.&quot; The little rat with the gnarled-twig staff bows politely... behind him, you can see a wolf laying in the shade, along with a cart laden with a few bags of seeds and a metric ton of rats.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I take it that is Jeremy then? I hope your journey didn't have any trouble?&quot; She asks, and then it occurs to her the looks on the faces of the farmers that might have witnessed such a convoy. Oh lordy.

Nicodemus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is there anywhere in particular you would like us to go? No, no trouble. This is not the first mass egress we've made. The forest paths are well-known to Jeremy.&quot;

Jeremy:<font color="#000000">The wolf looks up and gives a friendly canine grin. Tail-wag.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Not really.. though I do wish I knew where some of the fey were. They could likely guide you to a pleasent locale to stay. You of course are more than welcome to visit here in my home, thought I'm not sure how many of your brethern we can accomadate here.&quot;

Kor:<font color="#9933FF">ALL OF THEM.

* Tathi baps.

Kor:<font color="#9933FF">Ow.

Tavia:<font color="#9933FF">Ooo! Wolfy! Hi! Hi! :3

Amadre:<font color="#9933FF">Play? Play? :3

Jeremy:<font color="#000000">Dogs? :o

Tavia:<font color="#9933FF">Hounds! Elven hounds! Hi! Wagwagwag.

* Jeremy flumps over and looks at the hounds upside-down. Wag wag wag. :3

Tavia:<font color="#9933FF">Yay! Play!

RATS:<font color="#000000">HOUNDS D: Tavia:<font color="#9933FF">BIG HOUNDS. &gt;:D

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Tavia, behave!&quot;

RATS:<font color="#000000">DON'T EAT US, SQUEAK D: Tavia:<font color="#9933FF">Awwww. :(

Nicodemus:<font color="#000000">&quot;We will find a space for the evening, then. Oh, there is one thing to share.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Oh?&quot;

Nicodemus:<font color="#000000">&quot;A group of seven horses and seven elf-people were on the road headed toward this tree.&quot;

Nicodemus:<font color="#000000">&quot;If my time estimate is right... they should be arriving here within the hour.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi blinks, and then her eyes widen. &quot;Really? I wasn't expecting them so soon! Must clean!!&quot; She squeals, and practically runs up the stairs.

Nicodemus:<font color="#000000">&quot;May we assist?&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">^^;; Aelian chuckles weakly. &quot;I don't see why not. I think she'd be grateful.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;You know, when I think of it, we might just have enough room for all of you. If you don't mind staying in a store room?&quot;

Nicodemus:<font color="#000000">Squeak sque-squee! Cleaner-rats, assemble! And Tathi gets a horde of about 300 rats helping her clean up. Cinderella scenes everywhere! *brick'd*

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;There's also Tathi's studies and her office. So long as you don't mess up any spellbooks, I doubt she'd take issue.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">or like the final cooking Ratatouille scene? :.

Nicodemus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, no, we will be fine. If you know of a fallen tree, or even a living one, that you wouldn't mind us moving into, I can begin to shape homes for us from it within the hour.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Oh plenty of those about. Heck, I think I know of a fair-sized fallen tree within a stone's throw of here.&quot; Aelian says, and glances towards the brush, scanning for a moment. &quot;Yep, there it is.&quot; He says, pointing. &quot;Just around that rock there.&quot;

* Jeremy pretty much lays there and lets the hounds play and tussle with him. |D

Tavia:<font color="#9933FF">Playplayplayhappy! :3

* Nicodemus climbs up on a nearby stump and peers in that direction. &quot;Wonderful! That will suit our purposes nicely. Thank you very much... ah. My manners have escaped me. What is your name, and that of your mate, elf-person?&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Oh, I'm Aelian, and she's Tathi. Manners be pardoned, I think we completely forgot to introduce ourselves. Also, that one's Amadre, and the other is Tavia.&quot;

Nicodemus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Aelian the red-furred, Tathi the brown-furred, Amadre and Tavia the hounds. When we're more settled in, I will have to introduce you to my awakened brothers and sisters. We will all be happy to assist you with whatever you need in return for your hospitality.&quot; The rat bows again.

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Aelian nods and smiles. &quot;Think nothing of it. Everyone needs a home.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;And it needs to be spotless!!&quot; Comes a half-frantic cry from above in the tree.

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Aelian sweatdrops, and glances up. &quot;I think I best get up there and help.&quot;

RATS:<font color="#000000">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eFM2DCfKz0I

* Nicodemus nods, hopping down off the stump. Faint green wisps of magic can be seen over by the fallen tree for a few minutes afterward.

GM:<font color="#000000">Lemme know when Tathi's ready to recieve guests. :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... actually... :05 lagcheck? ^^;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Dangit, I knew I shouldn't have gone to Youtube. Anyone here? ^^;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">It's practically a flurry upstairs. Tathi's backing up the rat cleanings with periodic blasts of prestidiginations.. But, she's ready!

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">:o05!

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Oh hells. Recieving, Liatai?

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:06 ?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I got your :05 at :06, are you reading me? ^^;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Liatest at :07

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Yup!! :07

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:07 at :07

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Okay, you're good. ^.^

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Yay!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">-- Shoot, one moment.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Damnit hughesnet. XD

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Not Hughesnet.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I needed to look up the price of something in the AaEG. :B

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">:O?

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Oh. :3

Wood Elf Wild Priestess:<font color="#000000">With Aelian's sharp eyes and ears on the job, you two can spot the party of seven arriving from quite some distance off. &quot;... I suppose this is the place. A true Great House.&quot;

Wood Elf Comedienne:<font color="#000000">&quot;Whoa! It's huge! I've never actually seen one before!&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Within range of a longbo-*BRICK'D SO VERY HARD*

Traran:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hope the lord and lady are home already.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Aelian looks up as the group arrives, and calls up into the tree. &quot;Tathi! They're here! ... Tathi, cussing in elven is no way to greet guests. Now get down here.&quot; He says, and then looks towards the approaching group,raising a hand in greeting. &quot;Vedui il'er, welcome to our home, travellers.&quot;

Wood Elven Flute Player:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good evening! I take it you are Aelian Cyadarith, lord of the SEEDS project?&quot; The elves begin to dismount, and this one approaches with a friendly smile.

* Traran tips his hat to Aelian in the background.

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Correct, the co-founder, I suppose. The leader should be down any moment!&quot; He says, and looks over at Traran. &quot;Ahh, you brought that mischievious troublemaker with you.&quot; He says with a smirk.

Wood Elf Comedienne:<font color="#000000">&quot;So you do know each other! I knew it!&quot; &gt;:3 The hooded wood elf in the back casts a triumphant look back at the red-haired elf.

* Traran chuckles. &quot;Not like it was a big secret.&quot; |3

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I've heard tale to never take your eyes off him, lest he try and steal a kiss.&quot; He says, and glances back as Tathi comes down.

Wood Elven Flute Player:<font color="#000000">&quot;And there is the lady herself.&quot;

* Wood Elf Comedienne makes &quot;I'm-watching-you&quot; gestures toward the hatted elf, who just grins wryly.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Ah! Guests! Elen sila lumenn omentilmo, terribly sorry if I kept you long. Was a bit busy straightening out the home, as I am often not here.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I think it's safe to assume all dialogue from here on in is in Elven. :B

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">I HOPE YOU DIE HORRIB-*brick'd again* &quot;A star shall shine on the hour of our meeting &quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I suspect you're all here for SEEDS?&quot;

Wood Elven Flute Player:<font color="#000000">&quot;Many, in just a few hours, milady. That we are, a group of interested travelers.&quot;

Wood Elf Mage:<font color="#000000">&quot;And a few tagalong bums,&quot; one of them adds dryly, which earns him a poke from the hooded one.

* Wood Elven Flute Player presents a wrapped bottle of elven mead. &quot;A gift for the lord and lady of the house, to set a pleasant tone.&quot; :3

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Please, call me Tathi. I'm no ordained noble yet.&quot; She says with a wink. &quot;And now isn't this nice?&quot; She says happily, taking the bottle and turning it in the light. &quot;This will be wonderful, thank you! Come inside, please, we can talk more inside my home. Stay out here too long and the fey will consider us fair game for pranks.&quot; She says.

Female High Elf Seamstress:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well met, Tathi. I hope it's no trouble that we're not all wood elves. My son and I heard wind of your project from a mutual friend... Alea'ettinlan, the merchant?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Oh of course not. As if my home nation was all wood elves. And yes, she's a good friend of mine. I hope she's well?&quot;

Female High Elf Seamstress:<font color="#000000">&quot;Very. She has been speaking quite highly of this SEEDS project.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Inside we go~

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Well I certainately hope it lives up to expectations.&quot; She says, leading the way up the stairs. &quot;Aelian, where did Nicodemus go?&quot;

Wood Elf Mage:<font color="#000000">&quot;Nicodemus?&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;He's preparing a home for all the rodents.&quot;

Female High Elf Seamstress:<font color="#000000">&quot;... all the rodents?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Oh you would not believe what we found in our last adventure. Well, I suppose you will when you meet him. An entire colony of rats, leaving organized, productive lives. And then the biggest surprise. They are lead by a wild-touched rat named Nicodemus. He has the art of nature in him!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;They were in a perilious place, however, and I offered them sanctuary out here. I believe they're finding a home outside?&quot;

Wood Elf Wild Priestess:<font color="#000000">&quot;Truly?&quot; The druid of the group immediately seems interested.

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;You know the fallen tree not far from the entrance? Nicodemus is treating it to become a home.&quot;

Wood Elf Mage:<font color="#000000">&quot;A fancy name, for a rat.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Truly. I hope he wanders up here when he's done. It'd be nice for you all to meet him.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi gives them a tour of the home, something we've all been through before, so no need for a flashback montage *beats mab back into her sleeping bag*. Tathi then leads them all into the dining room. WORP

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Now did I put that strained glass there or has a certain dragon been around? XD

* Traran, if Tathi or Aelian look during the tour, seems to be a little ill at ease the higher they go in the tree. &gt;.&gt;;

Wood Elf Comedienne:<font color="#000000">The other elves ooh and aah appropriately.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">That is likely why Tathi chose the dining room, and not the upper meeting room at the very top of the tree, almost a whopping 7 stories up. XP

Wood Elf Comedienne:<font color="#000000">Still watching yoooooou. &gt;:P

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;And that's my home, and SEEDS' headquarters. What did you think of the area coming in?

Traran:<font color="#000000">You know, she was kidding. :P

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Oh, gracious, I never got all your names!&quot;

Wood Elf Comedienne:<font color="#000000">So am I! Having a little fun! XP

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;The sly one over there I know, but what about the rest of you?&quot;

Wood Elven Flute Player:<font color="#000000">&quot;Around the table, then? I am Areti Myrthraheal, a simple flute-player and pilgrim serving Alobal Lorfiril.&quot;

* Ghostwish gives the DM time to double check her notes. :P

Wood Elf Mage:<font color="#000000">&quot;Jarelaki Renerath. Diviner. I also dabble in abjuration.&quot;

Female High Elf Seamstress:<font color="#000000">&quot;Nimiquelia Kyelin, and the quiet one is my son Coravar. I am a seamstress, mostly.&quot;

* High Elf Seamstress' Son nods politely.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">I had this hilarious mental image of miacherry flying in through a window, plopping down on the table and going &quot;OoooOOOOOOoooo! Lookit all de elves!&quot;

Wood Elf Wild Priestess:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sylianna Arnararo. I was told the project might need a wild-speaker, so, here I am.&quot;

Wood Elf Comedienne:<font color="#000000">&quot;Vonisha Dryearae! I go where people might need a laugh and a smile! Which is pretty much everywhere.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi nods to each one in turn, and smiles. &quot;Well, I am of the clan of Eyllisaearsithek, and I welcome you all to SEEDS. Now, how many, if any, plan to start homes here, and how many are just curious? I could understand if you're all just curious now. I haven't told you anything of my over-arching plan, nor have we met the local fey. I half wonder where that silly fox is.&quot;

Nimiquelia Kyelin:<font color="#000000">&quot;We would be looking to make homes, if you'll have us. The city air is no good for my son's constitution, and I would be more than happy to help a friend of Alea's while helping my son at the same time.&quot;

Sylianna Arnararo:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm more curious right now. Stories of fey woods and wood elven Great Homes attract attention.&quot;

Jarelaki Renerath:<font color="#000000">&quot;So...? Let's hear about the over-arching plan.&quot;

Areti Myrthraheal:<font color="#000000">&quot;No need to rush, Jarelaki~ We have all evening, unless you want to test your spells against the unseelie.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;There used to be hundreds of these homes..&quot; Tathi says wistfully. &quot;Couldn't find a place in the forest where there wasn't one peaking over all the broughs. The ultimate goal of this plan is to see that again one day. But, small steps, carefully and patiently.&quot; She says, and stands up.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;The first part of the plan is quite simply, and you're all part of it. Recruitment, to put it to a word. To attract any and all who seek a home, especially those left as refugees of the fires.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I plan to aid and support any who would make a home here. As you can see by my home, adventuring does have its perks amoung the ever present danger of dismemberment, explosions, and the occasional demon-spawn.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Once there are enough here to be considered more than just a gaggle of homes, that's when I will approach the Akellon rulership for official recognition. We'll start as a hamlet under their rule, but will make known our intent of becoming a nation to ourselves again one day. Given the relations elves and humans have shared over our centuries, I do not foresee any problems there, but I am ever-ready.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;During these phases, I would love to stregthen our ties with the fey here, who came as a wonderful surprise when I came out here.&quot; She says, and grins. &quot;Would you believe I was wholly unaware of them until one came right up to the house?&quot;

Sylianna Arnararo:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not a terrible surprise. Those who have known the woods for eons are naturally better at hiding in them than even those who have known them for centuries.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;But they are here, and here in strength. There's a proper court I already know of, with a residing Lord and Lady. On that note, we have been cautioned to check the trees before you go and turn them into a new home. Two knocks suffices just fine, and give the dryad, if any, time to show up.&quot;

Nimiquelia Kyelin:<font color="#000000">&quot;A very good thing to know.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Once SEEDS begins to grow, that's when the plan to bring a new wood elven nation back onto the maps again will begin. When we suceed from the local nation will be a matter of timing and politics, but from there? I think there will be a permanent home for all elves everywhere.&quot;

Jarelaki Renerath:<font color="#000000">&quot;How prepared are you currently for arriving settlers? The winter is coming on quickly. A difficult time to establish new colonies without preparation.&quot;

Vonisha Dryearae:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm in!&quot; The hooded wood elf practically jumps to her feet. &quot;Imagine it! A safe haven the likes of which hasn't been seen for over a century!&quot;

Tathi: <font color="#9933ff">(( *checks prices for smaller homes. Now what book was it in again? XP ))

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">A 1-3 room simple house is about 1,000 GP.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;There is more than enough space for many new homes to spring up, and I am more than willing to help those who cannot afford the rites of home for themselves. I can already recommend the local druids for the rituals, unless our newest druid here would like to try her hand at home building?&quot; She offers with a smile.

Sylianna Arnararo:<font color="#000000">&quot;I can certainly help.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Well then, regardless, SEEDS is open and ready for all.&quot;

Jarelaki Renerath:<font color="#000000">&quot;What about food and water supplies?&quot;

Areti Myrthraheal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Saa~ you've spent too long among the humans, haven't you, my friend?&quot;

Tathi: <font color="#9933ff">(( 1000 gp for a 1-3 room house? Hello D&amp;D economics. XP ))

Areti Myrthraheal:<font color="#000000">&quot;We are elves, after all.&quot;

Tathi: <font color="#9933ff">(( *goes looking for a world map. oops. It's Redwood that's nearby, right? XD ))

Sylianna Arnararo:<font color="#000000">&quot;He's right. These woods have more than enough food and water to sustain a handful of elves through the winter, especially if it has been guarded by fey this long.&quot;

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

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;There's also Castleton and Redtree within a day or two's travel of here. That is primarily what has been supplying this home, as we're often not around enough to be hunting.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Once the settlement is underway, we may well begin to attract traders. I hope to have Alea'ettinlan's help in that regard.&quot;

Nimiquelia Kyelin:<font color="#000000">&quot;I can use some of my connections, as well. Are there any local fiber plants about that you know of? I may be able to start creating clothes and other goods to start selling for the benefit of the project.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">I'm sure Aelian's been scouting about enough to know the local plants, and he cites off a few. Any check needed? :3

* Vonisha Dryearae is leaning forward in her seat, visibly excited about the project. 83

Nimiquelia Kyelin:<font color="#000000">No check needed. :3

Coravar Kyelin:<font color="#000000">&quot;I can... help a little. With homes.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;And really, I chide myself for not noticing the fey earlier, considering some of the flowers around. Two green pedals and two blue? Really now.&quot;

Nimiquelia Kyelin:<font color="#000000">&quot;Coravar has been practicing his carpentry, yes, of course. He could help you, Sylianna.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi glances over the table at Coravar. &quot;Oh? So young and already a tradeskill? Impressive! I hardly had cantrips down by the time I was your age.&quot;

* Coravar Kyelin looks down and murmurs something that sounds like a &quot;thank you,&quot; the tips of his ears turning red.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi smiles, and then glances Areti's way. &quot;Alobal, you said? As am I. And while it may be a side-project, I think it has been far too long since he has had a proper shrine, don't you?&quot;

Areti Myrthraheal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I think it would be fitting. A shrine of joy and merryment, a welcome change from the luck we've had, don't you think so?&quot;

Areti Myrthraheal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Indeed, indeed.&quot; The pilgrim nods with a smile.

Vonisha Dryearae:<font color="#000000">&quot;You know, this means you can't skip out on helping build, Areti.&quot; |3

Areti Myrthraheal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Me? Skip out? Well I never.&quot;

Jarelaki Renerath:<font color="#000000">&quot;If today is Opposite Day.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi giggles, shaking her head.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;But really, you're all welcome to stay, though it shames me to admit we only have five free beds here. I knew we should have added more!&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Those branches are full now, Tathi.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Yes, yes, I know, but what say we celebrate? I have -just- the thing for the occasion!&quot;

Areti Myrthraheal:<font color="#000000">&quot;I can trance anywhere. Don't worry about it.&quot; |3 &quot;Ohh? What?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi smiles, heads out for a moment.. and returns with a glowing vial of wine ever-shifting in colors.

Jarelaki Renerath:<font color="#000000">&quot;.... is that...&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">*bottle, not a vial. SHOTGLASSES DURNIT XD

Areti Myrthraheal:<font color="#000000">&quot;It IS.&quot;

Vonisha Dryearae:<font color="#000000">8O

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi smiles, setting it on the table. &quot;The name.. is no coincidence. I only recently learned that my uncle's wild dreams of rendering fey wine safe to drink had come to fruition.&quot;

Vonisha Dryearae:<font color="#000000">&quot;The famous Eyllisaearsithek feywine!!&quot; 8D

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">^^;; &quot;And yes, he went and branded it with our name. Oh how I pity those poor tavern goers trying to pronounce it. Shall we have a round?&quot; She offers, smiling.

Areti Myrthraheal:<font color="#000000">&quot;By all means!&quot;

Jarelaki Renerath:<font color="#000000">&quot;... I think I'll pass.&quot; &gt;.&gt;;

Areti Myrthraheal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Where's your sense of adventure~?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Fair warning to all! It is as strong as legend holds. He removed its danger, not its potency!&quot; Tathi says as she starts pouring a few glasses. Nifty how the glasses shift to different colors from the bottle itself.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">((I did not expect the dynamic between those three to be so much fun to write. :B *brick'd* ))

Areti Myrthraheal:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 12 + 7 = 19&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; C'mon, give it a try~

Vonisha Dryearae:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 14 + 8 = 22&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Peeeeeer pressuuuuure. 83 *wiggly fingers*

* Jarelaki Renerath is convinced to take a shot. &gt;.&gt;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Just a sip won't hurt. At least not until morning.&quot; Tathi says, smirking.

Traran:<font color="#000000">Hmmm. To partake, or not to partake. .... Nah. It should be entertaining watching the others. |3

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Even Aelian drinks. &quot;Lords but this is sweet!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I don't want to have to drag you off to bed, feather-weight!&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Oh yes, heavens forbid you take my place in the usual run of things!&quot; He says with a coy smirk.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi pouts, and sticks her tongue out at him.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;You know, I half wonder where all the fey are. We usually have a visitor or two every so once and a while.&quot;

* Traran signs across the table while the elves are distracted. (Tathi, if you're not too tipsy tonight, I have a few things to talk with you about.)

Miacherry:<font color="#000000">What was that?

Miacherry:<font color="#000000">Was that... a stage cue? 83

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi nods to Traran, smiling.

Miacherry:<font color="#000000">Vvvvvvvvvvvvvv -- ert! Stopping just before the window. Tap tap tap. 83

Areti Myrthraheal:<font color="#000000">&quot;... well, by the sun and stars. Either this wine has more of a kick than I thought, or you have flying pink foxes, Tathi and Aelian.&quot; |3

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Ah ''ha!&quot; Tathi cries, standing up and heading over to the window. &quot;Here's the fox I was hoping would come!&quot; She says as she opens the window.''

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">oops?

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Ah ha!&quot; Tathi cries, standing up and heading over to the window. &quot;Here's the fox I was hoping would come!&quot; She says as she opens the window.

Miacherry:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!!&quot; 8D

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;The wine will work its magic, but that's a very real fox named Miacherry. Our fey envoy, it would seem.&quot;

Vonisha Dryearae:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh Alobal it's so cute!!&quot; 8D

Traran:<font color="#000000">Why is it pink? &gt;.&gt;;

Sylianna Arnararo:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well met, Miacherry.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Come in, come in you silly. Miacherry, meet everyone. Everyone, Miacherry. Still in first place as our favorite fey.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Miacherry, these here are hoping to make homes here as well. Could I be so bold as to beg your help in finding suitable trees for their homes?&quot;

* Miacherry flitters about the table. &quot;Hi hi hi hi hi hi --&quot; She stops and snuffles at Traran's hat a little. &quot;-- hi hi hi!&quot; 8D

Miacherry:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ooooh! All of them?&quot; :O

Miacherry:<font color="#000000">&quot;Wow! So many elves already!&quot; 8D

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;So far, it seems! Well I know Traran over there would need to be chained to a rock for him to stay in one place for long, but we'll see about finding a rock heavy enough.&quot; She says, smirking.

Miacherry:<font color="#000000">&quot;What about the boulder by the stream? That big ol' one with the tree growin' around it?&quot; 83

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Ooo, that might be big enough!&quot;

Traran:<font color="#000000">.... it's so very perky and pink. What.

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Better make sure the chains are mithril!&quot;

Miacherry:<font color="#000000">&quot;But yeah! Sure sure sure! How many trees? One two three four plus zero six minus one eight minus two...&quot;

Miacherry:<font color="#000000">&quot;Math always makes me diiiiiiiizzy.&quot; Miacherry rolls over in mid-air a few times.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi smirks, petting the fox as she looks about. &quot;Well, will that be six trees, all gathered?&quot;

Sylianna Arnararo:<font color="#000000">&quot;Let's say five. Nimiquelia and Coravar can share a tree.&quot;

* Coravar Kyelin nods.

Vonisha Dryearae:<font color="#000000">&quot;And we need a tree for the shrine!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Oh, whuups, I already went and counted him as an adult. Six it shall be!&quot; She says, smiling.

Areti Myrthraheal:<font color="#000000">&quot;Aw, you reminded her~&quot;

Tathi: <font color="#9933ff">(( Roughly how old is coravar? He's not small sized. :3 ))

Vonisha Dryearae:<font color="#000000">&quot;No skimping out of it this time, slacker!&quot; XP A small prestidigitation'd beanbag is flicked at the pilgrim's head.

Miacherry:<font color="#000000">&quot;BALL!&quot; 8O

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Ohhh now you've done it.&quot; Tathi says, laughing.

Coravar Kyelin:<font color="#000000">Thirty-two, miss.

Miacherry:<font color="#000000">&quot;BAAAAAALL~&quot; Miacherry chases magical beanbags for a while, much to Vonisha's delight.

Miacherry:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sure sure sure! Six trees! I think I know just the ones! No dryads or anything! I'll show you in the mornin'.&quot; 83

Miacherry:<font color="#000000">Chew chew chew. :3

Tathi: <font color="#9933ff">(( sorry was called away for a sec XD ))

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Delightful!&quot; She says, raising her glass. &quot;Also, we have a druid of our own in residence. Meet Sylianna. I suspect she'll want to meet the other fey and the local druids?&quot;

Vonisha Dryearae:<font color="#000000">&quot;You guys have the best fey emissary every.&quot; 83

Miacherry:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ooh! Hi!&quot; 8D

Sylianna Arnararo:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes, if it's not too much trouble. There's no rush.&quot;

Miacherry:<font color="#000000">&quot;No rush? Really? Aw. Then what will sugar and adrenaline do? They'll be out of their jobs.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi smirks, scritching Miacherry's ears again. &quot;Such a silly fox. I don't suppose you noticed the other new arrivals on the way in?&quot;

Miacherry:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ooooh! The meecy micey mice! Or ratty rat rats. They'd be awful big meeces.&quot;

Miacherry:<font color="#000000">&quot;I tried to say hi, but they ran all over. Skitty skittish ratty rats.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Yes, be nice to them. They came from a troubled place, cursed by the terrible slaughter god. It was our last adventurer. We showed those cultists what's what, and then I pretty much insisted on them coming out here to live. They're led by a nice,wild-touched rat named Nicodemus. Maybe he'll be more willing to talk to you.&quot;

Miacherry:<font color="#000000">&quot;Whaaaaaaa?!&quot; D8

Miacherry:<font color="#000000">&quot;Erythnul? Really? That's terrible! Worse than stealing forty cakes terrible!&quot; D8

Miacherry:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll be sure to tell the others to play nice with 'em, for sure!&quot; The fox nods, determined.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Quite, he had cursed the land around the farm they were living in. Aelian's been clearing out death blossoms for a few days now. It was no place for those poor rodents to live.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Who knows, maybe Nicodemus will wander up here.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">ENTER STAGE LEFT, RAT.

Kor:<font color="#9933FF">Squeak?

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">NOT YOU. *boots*

Traran:<font color="#000000">Maybe I should just resign myself to not getting any business done tonight. &gt;.&gt;; *brick'd*

Kor:<font color="#9933FF">Squeeeeeeee*bump*

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Hush, you're coming up-... oh bajeezus, player just noticed the time. RIGHT THEN.

Miacherry:<font color="#000000">&quot;Nico nico? Fancy name for a rat.&quot; 83

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Anything more the pointy ears wanna ask Tathi, or the fox perhaps? :3

Miacherry:<font color="#000000">&quot;Right, I'm gonna go guard your horses! Byeeeeee!&quot; 8D

Miacherry:<font color="#000000">Flit!

Areti Myrthraheal:<font color="#000000">Nothing aside from where the beds are, milady. Or where there may be a couch or bench for some of us.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;The rooms are upstairs, and there's plenty of places to sit and lie all about. Nothing here is offlimits to all of you. Mind you, might want to stay in the home when the sun sets. Unseelie like to break the rules, after all.&quot;

Jarelaki Renerath:<font color="#000000">&quot;I would be asking if I could peruse your library... but... researching the arcane is best not done when you're smelling colors.&quot; @.@

Vonisha Dryearae:<font color="#000000">&quot;You lightweight.&quot; :P

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi giggles. &quot;Perhaps tomorrow, when the both of us are cursing our throbbing heads.&quot;

Areti Myrthraheal:<font color="#000000">The other elves all file out, some more reluctantly than others. This one seemed about to just drift into trance in his chair. |3

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">that's a dude?

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

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

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I have no idea.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi smirks, recorking the bottle (which does so amidst a spray of sparkles) and looks over at Traran. &quot;I honestly did not expect you to come. Quite a surprise. How's Zai-Zai?&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I saved the picture because it was pretty, but have never been able to tell whether it's a man or a woman. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">So he became an elf thanks to the help of the GIMP. :B

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

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

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

* Liatai is brick'd.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">ELF.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">It's a new gender.

TMG:<font color="#000000">...Oh -right-, Traran is Rhy in disguise, isn't he :o

Traran:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Zai-zai? You haven't actually called him that to his face, have you?&quot; He snickers.

* TMG did not remember, was not around for most of that session

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;No. Not yet.&quot; She says with a grin.

Traran:<font color="#000000">&quot;Don't blame me if he turns you into a frog.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I might croak.&quot; She says, smirking.

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Aelian groans. &quot;That was bad.&quot;

* Traran chuckles. &quot;Eh, I had some business with you, and with the whole alliance agreement thing, it's worth checking out a place before heavens forbid you need to send your people there in a crisis. And there was this group of travellers headed your way who needed protection, so... Here I am.&quot; |3

Traran:<font color="#000000">&quot;... it's supposed to be swaying, right? Never been this high in a wood elven Great House.&quot; &gt;.&gt;;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi giggles. &quot;Yes, it sways, ever so little from time to time. It's very relaxing. We could go up to the top floor where you can really feel it?&quot; She says, grinning at him.

Traran:<font color="#000000">&quot;Some other time.&quot; :P &quot;First things first. The free stuff.&quot; He slides a stone etched with the Raiders' symbol inside a square across the table toward Tathi.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi peers curiously, picking it up. &quot;What's this?&quot;

Traran:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sending stone. I realized after I left the Guardians' that day that I never managed to tell you how to get in touch with me in a pinch. You can still go through Silverthrush, or through Izzyl when he shows up, but Izzy's not the easiest person to track down in a hurry.&quot;

Traran:<font color="#000000">&quot;Just try not to use it in the early afternoon if you don't want mid-trance mumbles in reply.&quot; :P

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Right, all messages at the top of my lungs, early-afternoon.&quot; She says, and sticks her tongue out teasingly.

Tathi: <font color="#9933ff">(( oh snot I totally forgot about Araian. XP ))

Traran:<font color="#000000">&quot;I've got one for Gnogglebolt, too, but I'm saving it until he actually gets his project off the ground.&quot;

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

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Araian, the frost elf, is helping provide a discount for food-stuffs for SEEDS via contacts with local farmers!

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

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Right there in my notes too. DURNIT. XD

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I wouldn't be surprised if his gets underway shortly.. But, there was something else as well?&quot;

Traran:<font color="#000000">&quot;There was, but you're probably not going to like it.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Yeah well Tathi's mine so there.&quot; Aelian drunkenly mutters.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi blinks, and peers sidelong at Aelian. ^^;;

* Traran slips a folded piece of paper out of his sleeve. &quot;Hate to start off this relationship on a note like this...&quot; He looks over at Aelian and smirks. &quot;Not that kind of relationship, Aelian. Your Tathi is quite safe.&quot; :P

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Don't mind him. He's got a little fey in him.&quot; She says, but then eyes the note apprehensively.. &quot;What is it?&quot;

* TMG grins.... &gt;:)

Traran:<font color="#000000">&quot;One of our local ears listening in on the Burning Mountain passed this along the grapevine. Seems they're being handed out en masse in elven circles.&quot; He slides it across the table... prepare for textwall.

TMG:<font color="#000000">(...but I shouldn't be. &gt;.&gt; )

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">RAISE SHIELDS.

GM:SEEDS OF CATASTROPHE Elvenkin of Castleton and surrounding areas, we implore you to THINK TWICE before joining with the SEEDS PROJECT and its founder TATHI EYLLISAEARSITHEK VIOLENCE and IMPULSIVE DESTRUCTION Baron Adalbert Digby of Thalinde found himself CHARRED after making a passing remark about Tathi Eyllisaearsithek's pleasant appearance. She then proceeded to throw arcane power wantonly into the surrounding areas, destroying a nearby merchant's stall. &quot;It's a blessing that Baron Digby was the only one injured,&quot; said a local guard. &quot;We could very easily have had deaths.&quot; Eyllisaearsithek was heard afterward wishing to MURDER the baron, and actively seeking him out to attempt such. ENEMY OF THE LAW This was not Tathi Eyllisaearsithek's first brush with the law. She has DESTROYED and DEFACED Leaden Mace property on numerous occasions. Also, the SEEDS PROJECT is NOT OFFICIALLY RECOGNIZED by the Kingdom of Akellon. Despite its center being in the heart of the human kingdom's territory, Eyllisaearsithek has made no overtures to ANY local nobles, NOR has she sought official recognition or sanction to create her proposed sanctuary. Legal issues and territorial debates are sure to follow. Given Eyllisaearsithek's usual reactions to legal troubles -- THREATS, EXPLOSIONS, and PAYING OFF CLAIMANTS -- this does not bode well for her project or any who choose to trust in her fledgeling leadership ability. ALLY OF LOLTH'S CHILDREN In addition to her VIOLENT and UNPREDICTABLE nature, TATHI EYLLISAEARSITHEK and SEEDS co-founder AELIAN CYADARITH have been seen openly ALLYING and FRATERNIZING WITH DROW. Coralline Aramathea, a high elf and respected member of Castleton's art community for twenty-three years, recently was threatened by a DROW in her place of business. During a trial held in the court of Vandria Gilmadrith, the DROW threatened to KILL ARAMATHEA'S KIN and DRIVE THEM FROM CASTLETON AND SURROUNDING AREAS if she did not do as he demanded. Aelian Cyadarith and Tathi Eyllisaearsithek AGREED TO ASSIST THE DROW in this, and have frequently been seen IN THE COMPANY OF LOLTH'S CHILDREN, DEFENDING their pestilent presence in our fair city and beyond. Elvenkin of Castleton, we implore you, think carefully. Do you truly want someone like this to LEAD a sanctuary for our beleaguered people? Is THIS who we want as our public face? Is someone like TATHI EYLLISAEARSITHEK the one you want to trust with your LIVELIHOOD, FAMILY, and FUTURE? ''CONSIDER CAREFULLY before joining with the SEEDS PROJECT and TATHI EYLLISAEARSITHEK, lest you feel the FLAMES OF HER FOLLY. '' This free public service announcement is published by Foresthaven Press for the education and wellbeing of all elvenkin. 4892 Nightbird Road, Castleton District 9, Kingdom of Akellon Traran:<font color="#000000">&quot;Lovely little document, innit?&quot; Said dryly.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I am.. shocked, amused, and disgusted. They certainately know how to lean things in their favor, don't they?&quot;

Traran:<font color="#000000">&quot;When they've got lawyers like Selanine Melithrae on their side, they'd better.&quot;

Traran:<font color="#000000">&quot;Foresthaven Press is one of their front businesses, we've already checked that out. Business in the front, secret meetinghouse in the back.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">She eyes the note again.. &quot;I am.. a bit more concerned about their notions of me leading the sanctuary.. It.. sounds like they don't want me out, but want to replace me instead.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi looks up to Rhy-Rhy.. &quot;Is it.. bad my very first impulse was to tell Sszeyl about it?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I mean.. it's the equivalent of throwing a rabid wolverine in their faces.&quot;

Traran:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey, it's in your hands now, it's your call.&quot; |3 &quot;Though you've gotta consider the political ramifications. You attack them outright, or anybody they know's allied with you attacks them outright, and they'll just stick that in their next smear campaign as another reason why your project's doomed to fail.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Yes, I'm painfully aware of that.&quot; She says, and looks to the note again, sighing. &quot;Never thought I might actually care about my image.&quot; She says, and sets it down. &quot;Any other pleasentries?&quot;

Traran:<font color="#000000">&quot;From them? Nothing else, just a lot of wind and paper. Just be on the lookout. From others? Well... Lethiriss says hello and wants to make sure you two are eating enough.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi smirks. &quot;Tell her thank you, and that I said just the same about Zai-Zai. And I so dare you to say that within his earshot.&quot;

Traran:<font color="#000000">&quot;Aw, but that won't be entertaining, I just get grumbles from him. Sibling privilege.&quot; :P

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Looks like I get to have all the fun then!&quot; She says, but then looks down at the pamphlet. &quot;Hells, it donned on me they're berating me for not approaching the nobility yet. I half wonder if they're trying to force my hand into something. What exactly would I approach them with? All we are right now is a single home!&quot;

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

Traran:<font color="#000000">&quot;Couldn't give you any advice. After all, it's been a century and a quarter and we're still not officially recognized.&quot; &gt;.&gt;;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi's eyebrows raise. &quot;You approached for recognition?&quot;

* Traran handwaves. &quot;It's an ongoing process. Altonor's been working with the Palm toward that end, but it's slow going. Especially when the vast majority of your members are... y'know.&quot; Signed: (Former Lolthians and all that goes with it.)

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">She nods slowly. &quot;It's going to be a long, hard road to acceptance for you. Hey, just wait until you're public enough to garner some of this.&quot; She says, tapping the pamphlet. &quot;I'm sure it will be on gumdrops and rainbows for you!&quot;

* Traran laughs! &quot;A first public smear campaign.&quot; He rubs his chin. &quot;I think I'd frame it.&quot; |3

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">She laughs, and looks down at the note again. &quot;.. yes, I'm not changing course just because of nay-sayers. I'll approach the nobles when I have something worth approaching over.&quot; She says, and looks up. &quot;Any recommendations on who to approach?&quot;

Traran:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, you'll definitely want to at least talk to the count in charge of this part of the country.&quot; Think think... &#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 5 + 4 = 9&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Traran:<font color="#000000">&quot;Zai would know better who it is currently.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Ah, see? Now you're calling him it too.&quot; She says with a wink.

Traran:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tathi, I've been calling him Zai-zai for decades. You've got a lotta catchin' up to do.&quot; |P

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Whatever Rhy-Rhy.&quot; She says, sticking her tongue out again, before looking thoughtful. &quot;I'll have to go bother him about it then.&quot; She says, tapping her chin, and then looks to him. &quot;I don't suppose you're staying the night here? We've got a nice boulder picked out we could chain you to.&quot;

Traran:<font color="#000000">&quot;If you want to set up any formal trade arrangements between neighboring towns and SEEDS, you're probably gonna have to talk to their treasurers too...&quot; Chuckle. &quot;Well I'm sure not risking it outside in fey territory. There could be flying pink foxes out there! No boulders necessary, just a corner where you don't mind a vagrant crashing for a few hours.&quot; |3

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi chortles, shaking her head. &quot;No corners for you. There's a comfy reclined chair right out there on the patio. You'll be quite cozy right there.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;But before that, could I ask a favor?&quot;

Traran:<font color="#000000">&quot;Aw, but I like dark corners.&quot; :P &quot;Thanks. What's the favor?&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I never realized that was a patio. :.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">She points a finger Aelian's way.. who's out cold, his head hanging over the back of the backrest. &quot;Help me get this featherweight upstairs??&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">The only indicator is the lack of walls. XP

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">But, yeah, it's an upstairs patio, with an overlook.

* Traran chuckles. &quot;Sure thing. You don't have one of those discy things prepared?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I do not.. and I now realize how incredibly useful that would have been. I guess I'll just have to settle for ripping apart reality for destructive and instructive purposes, and resign myself to grunt labor the moment something simple comes up, huh?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">She pokes Aelian. &quot;Light weight.&quot;

Traran:<font color="#000000">&quot;Or you could stick him in a bag of holding.&quot; :P

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Snortgrumble.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;If it wasn't for all the other clutter in there, I'd leave him in there.&quot;

* Traran stands up and moves over to help.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">And in typical elven fashion, the party-hardest ones get escorted away. ^^;;;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Aw. I was half expecting Aelian to suddenly jerk up -- &quot;NO BAGS. The poofiness... noooo...&quot; *brick'd*

Liatai:<font color="#000000">And... scene? :3

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Dang, I forgot about that. XP

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">End scene. :3

TMG:<font color="#000000">heck, even I remembered poofy. xD

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You can save the campaign file if you want a cheat sheet for Tathi's new minions -- er, followers -- but I've got a copy I can use for fleshing out the followers' stats. :3

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">I've got a save. ^^

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">SAVING A LOG. :3

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">And yes indeed. Good log, good mini-session. :3

* TMG logs Tathi's tree.

* Ghostwish beats Tech with a fish. &quot;BAD.&quot; XP

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Server goin' down. We'll have to do Nicodemus meets the druids some other time. ;3

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Maybe by then I'll have the other rats of NIMH statted. :B *brick'd*

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">I'm gonna kill the first mean black one I see. &gt;:3

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I'll have to see if I can track down the book again.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">I'LL SAVE YOU NICODEMUS.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Okay, server down. XP

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