Session 128.2

VAE has connected.

* VAE mrow

Ghostwish has connected.

Grant Warner:Marty, Gradia, and Miron see a one-legged smith stumping his way downstairs, shooting them a brief dark look. The cat on his shoulder looks indifferent. Or pleased. Hard to tell with cats.

Bourbon:Mew~

Striga:Hoo. *feather-ruffle, begins to clean herself*

VAE:lemme get correct map

VAE:I fail

VAE:uh

VAE:why I haven't control of Miron?

Ghostwish:Victory! Fisherman's Bay Thursday, May 09, 2013 4:28:52 PM T-44 : 3,294 ( x2) 41,569 Battle Achievements Mastery Badge: &quot;1st Class&quot;

Liatai:I don't know. You should now.

Miron:In control of myself. Finally

Miron:<font color="#000000">The inquisitor runs his hand over the owl's head. &quot;Don't worry, we're going home soon. None of them'll crook you a feather.&quot;

Striga:<font color="#000000">The owl closes her eyes, pleased with this offering of scritches. =v=

Miron:<font color="#000000">The inquisitor turns on foot. &quot;I shall return as soon as situation allows, Senior Analyst. &quot;

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">Gradia nods, readjusting her glasses and taking out her logbook.

Miron:<font color="#000000">And off he goes, looking for the nearest person worth saying goodbyes to.


 * Edaric is still fiddling with his lute in the courtyard, trying out various things after his teleport misadventure.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Edaric? Seen Tom anywhere? Or Swallowtail for that matter?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">The inquisitor is still looking underslept and glum

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Huh? Oh, yeah, Tom just went down to the basement. I think Swallowtail... last saw her with Sszeyl.&quot; He pauses, looking at Miron with some concern. &quot;You all right?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm all left.&quot; His expression barely changes..

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;But cudgel bless, thanks.. And. . .goodbye. We likely won't see each other anytime soon.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thought you'd be happier, with... Oh. On your way out, huh.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;On our way out, like a pulled tooth. About as useful too. But,doubt it matters to you.&quot;


 * Edaric kneels down, and offers a hand. &quot;Well... Take care of yourself, all right? Hope things start looking up a bit more for you. I know this past week's been rough.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Takes the hand. &quot;The only way things could be looking more down is from up on a three-legged mare that the oak fathered.&quot;


 * Edaric chuckles in a confused way. &quot;... Sorry, what?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">The short inquisitor gestures a noose.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Houseless doorframe, you know.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;But, that's there for the Count.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Pity I won't be around to see it.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh. That's a new one.&quot; {:3 &quot;Keep in touch, okay? I'm gonna miss your stories. Well, I dunno about that. I heard the Shepherds talking this morning; they're gonna take Whitaker and Montclaire to stand trial in Lorellon, before the higher courts. Treason and all.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah, so we might.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;How fitting.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">... Hmm, that's strange, Miron. You can roll a Will save if you like, but do things seem a little... brighter than before? (Good Hope~)

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+8+4 = 19 + 8 + 4 = 31&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; +2 if it's enchantment, too

Edaric:<font color="#000000">It's enchantment, but it's harmless. That's more than enough to resist the spell if you want.

Miron:<font color="#000000">The inquisitor just wipes his forehead, not even aware someone tried to cast anything on him.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Aw. Ah well.


 * VAE thinks that to take in a harmless spell, if conscious, one has to be aware of it

VAE:<font color="#000000">it's like reflexes otherwise - you can let someone, but you can't just &quot;know&quot;

Edaric: <font color="#0">(( Miron's deep blue funk is too strong! *brick'd* ))

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

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Do you have an adress in Braxton Falls, or is it just the Mace headquarters?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mace HQ. .. As always.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;You know where it is.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I never cared for houses. Too damn quiet and all that.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*houses, anyways


 * VAE missed a word

Ghostwish:<font color="#9900FF">Victory! Malinovka Thursday, May 09, 2013 4:46:57 PM L&#246;we : 1,596 111,622 Battle Achievements Confederate

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;If I don't, I can find out. The rain kind of blurred together street numbers while we were there.&quot; :3 He nods knowingly. &quot;-- Oh, hey, Tom was thinking of teleporting a few of us who wanted to go back to Castleton for a bit later today. Any messages you want delivered back there?&quot; :. &quot;We could stop at Mace HQ. I think Anise is coming along, anyway.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Eh. I'll be with Anise later, so that'll do.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;You'd mess up the delivery either way, not rough enough.&quot; The inquisitor grins a little more. &quot;Take care, Edaric.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey.&quot; :P &quot;You too, Miron.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">On the way, &quot;Cudgel bless, Captain.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">The inquisitor's voice is less bold than usual, but still forceful enough.

Captain Henry Mackenzie:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sky's blessing on you, inquisitor!&quot; comes the reply.

Scarred Old Wolf:<font color="#000000">The big old wolf laying nearby just gruffs.

Miron:<font color="#000000">And, there's Anise, apparently.

Miron:<font color="#000000">er, Swallowtail

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">... I am not drunk enough to be Anise. =3= *brick'd*

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Swallowtail.&quot; The inquisitor approaches.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Yep, she's sitting on a pew, idly writing what looks like a letter. &quot;Miron. It is done?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;It is done. . in a way.&quot;

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

</i>Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thank you.&quot;


 * VAE mrow at Hatari

Liatai:<font color="#000000">A Hatari approaches! :3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Wow that was the fastest 120 object download ever.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Which one, the temple? x3

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

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Probably because it's all objects and very few tokens.


 * Dr. Hatari preparing foods.

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


 * Swallowtail nods. &quot;Was not much, but prego. What happens now?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;For you, it is done. For us, it is not yet.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;He surrendered to Captain Mackenzie, but asked to be tried in Lorellon.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;... That can be done?&quot; :.

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Our law is just. . . but see, Swallowtail, there are things that were put together by people who haven't got much of a hand on how things need to be done.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;But well, three shits we can do about that. We can't write the law, we just enforce it. Because if we did... I guess lawyers would starve all over Akellon.&quot;

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

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Why three?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Because four is too many and two not enough.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;What are the shits?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's. . in this case it's just a way to say we can't sort it out if we shit ourselves trying.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Which sort of is why we're leaving today.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Oh. .... Thought you meant there were three things that we could do. &quot; =3=;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;If there were, I wouldn't be standing and talking.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Oh wow. I spelled my eggtimer url with.. the letter 'O' instead of a zero.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Glad I caught that one. =w=;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Eh. It's how life goes. Never as good as you hope, and usually even worse than you fear.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;I did not know we were leaving today. To where? I do not think I can go. Someone needs to watch Sszeyl.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't know if you are, but I sure am.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Though, you might be too, now that I think of it.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Edaric said something about going back to Castleton, I think.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;At least some of you. As for me, I'm back to Braxton Falls, with Marty and Gradia.. Senior Analyst.&quot;

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#9900FF">SUPPER TIME

Miron:<font color="#000000">*sigh* &quot;So, we probably won't meet all that soon, unless you'll show up for the trials. I like you, Swallowtail, and so does our Saint. You are a good friend, better sneak and locksmith, and you do what's needed, when it's needed.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;You're one of the few people from this bloody mess that I'll miss.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Done. :9


 * Dr. Hatari gains a bunch of shrimp.


 * Swallowtail nods. &quot;... I will miss you, too. I like work; you understand. Safe travels. ... Will you write?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Where to?&quot;


 * Swallowtail thinks. &quot;... Castleton. (Insert VG headquarters adress here.) Best chance. If we move, I will write and tell you.&quot; She nods.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good. I'll write .. . if time allows. There's a big fight in front of us, see, but the sort fought with lawbooks.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;And in front of us, too.&quot; Swallowtail nods gravely.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;In front of you? Who's going to court?&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not court, the mountains. A battle of... I do not know the words. Long lasting strength. -- Oh. Wait -- please.&quot; She fishes around in her pack, and takes out some paper.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hah. I almost wish I could change.&quot;


 * Swallowtail takes out a variety of paper squares. &quot;You have favorite color?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm. Favourite colour. . . &quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Any will do. But, let's say red.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anything but the colour of a spiderfucker's face.&quot;


 * Swallowtail begins to fold the paper, in a series of creases. &quot;... Thought about... crane. Traditional. But, you remind me more of the Earth Tiger.&quot; Fold, fold, crease. &quot;Defender, guardian. Hold one's ground, keep one's duty, defend one's people, always.&quot; Crease, fold.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;A tiger you say? Well, be it, though I still am thankful those don't show up in our kingdom too often.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">In a bit, an origami tiger takes shape, with the addition of a green piece of paper for the stripes.


 * Swallowtail holds it out for Miron. &quot;For good luck.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;That. . . takes far more skill with paper than I could hope for. Very nice.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thanks. And so you won't say I'm a cheap inquisitor, have this.&quot; He hands her a ring of protection +1. &quot;A trinket that also brings luck in a way. . .sure saved my old hairy arse a good few times over the last few months. If you don't need it, just pawn it off somewhere and have a drink in my name, otherwise, may it serve you like it did me.&quot;


 * Swallowtail smiles. &quot;Thank you. I will treasure it.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">And by 'treasure it' I hope you mean 'PAWN IT WITH THE SPEED OF THE FOUR WINDS'


 * Teeny Rin bricked into the sky!

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


 * Swallowtail dusts off hands. =3=

VAE:<font color="#000000">That's with the &quot;treasure it&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Make it a part of a fence's treasury x3

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Will you not need it, though?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I won't - one of the heretics had a better one, and I took it as a part of my share.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I guess, best put the old one to use where it'll be used, right?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas walks on by.

Miron:<font color="#000000">And there's Tom. Saves me a trip downstairs, I guess

</i>Liatai:<font color="#000000">-- Oop. Heads up, folks -- I'm going to need to duck out for a litle while in about half an hour. Gotta go meet my aunt's new Scottish terrierr pup. :3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">fatcat, everywhere. Nuzzling armpit. &gt;|3;

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">That's fine with me. I'm free all night.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Sort of the same.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;S&#236;.&quot; She stows it carefully in her pack.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Hey, Anise.&quot; Tom -- battles for his shrimp &gt;:E *bricked*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Hey, Anise.&quot; Tom appears outside and nods to her.

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

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">Dorf, give Tom back his breakfast. &gt;:P *brick'd*

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey, Tom.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Safe travels, and Cudgel bless.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#9900FF">I'd reply if I had ownership. XP

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

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

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9900FF">OCH NOM NOM

VAE:<font color="#000000">Tathi's ownership fucked up too?

VAE:<font color="#000000">Ah, Dorg's

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I'm sorry, apparently importing the map borked ownership of tokens. ^^;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Dorf's

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I fixed which ones I could.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Hmm If Anise and Tom have enough to say, I guess I can take Igor and Miron over for a while

VAE:<font color="#000000">enough, as in, lot enough to keep Lia and you busy

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I was talking with some of the others. We're thinking of doing a magic Recall back to Castleton. Considering our journey is going to keep taking us further north for a while, I figure'd you might want in on the trip.&quot; He folds his arms and smirks faintly. &quot;..Unless you want to just hang out and listen to us go at it for the next couple weeks. It'd certainly be faster than riding.&quot;

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">he got stuck for a moment

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Miron apparently goes mad with sudden dancing.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Everyone is floored.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">I think my mouse button got stuck


 * Anise Berilan laughs. &quot;Tempting as the offer is -- yeah, I'll go with ya, if you got room in the spell. Can you imagine Ashmore's face?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">In the meantime, the short inquisitor approaches his taller colleague.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Oh man, I had that on my newest mouse that came with the PC. This fancy &quot;ergonomic gaming mouse&quot;. Boot up Planetside 2...

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">The left mouse button sticks.

</i>VAE:<font color="#000000">hahaha

VAE:<font color="#000000">so much for gaming mouse

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">When you're handling LMGs, you do not want the left mouse button to stick.

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Just gotta make sure there are no more outstanding duties for me to get to before it happens. Think it'll be clear, though. The Pelorites can hold up the wall well enough without me.&quot; |3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Nevermind gunship rockets.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And here it comes. Off to home again.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Indeed. I'll cast it again and return everyone else here. I just figured I ought to extend the offer before we up and left you stranded here.&quot;

Igor Drechsler:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not looking like it, though.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;And... yeah, no kidding. I haven't even had the spare time and spellpower to report since he scried last.&quot; ^^;;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Atleast we'll bear good news.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">The inquisitor sighs. &quot;You bet. I should be happy - on paper we sorted everything out. . &quot;

Igor Drechsler:<font color="#000000">&quot;. . . but the paper's good for wiping arse. What's it?&quot;

Igor Drechsler:<font color="#000000">*wiping arse alone.


 * Anise Berilan laughs. &quot;Hah, yeah, good thing you did, I'd have to hunt you down and kick your ass if you abandoned me up here.&quot; XP

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;How long do you reckon he'll stare?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;The piece of shit surrendered, then asked for a swap. Lorellon.&quot;

Igor Drechsler:<font color="#000000">&quot;I see.&quot;

Igor Drechsler:<font color="#000000">&quot;How deep?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Above the head, I guess. It .. shouldn't be so bad, we got it black on white, and fifty witnesses on every fucking thing he's done. .. . &quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Who knows. I don't think anyone was expecting me to suddenly get the spellpower to pull off an ability like this. Least of all me.&quot; |D;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;But then, Lorellon's the fucking place they let him stuff his spiderfucker face with pies on mid-day, while half our county were breaking their backs looking for him.&quot;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Smoke is gonna go bonkers... man. It'll be nice to be home again.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Besides, I know that tinned shit enough. . . if he didn't know he could pull something off, he wouldn't have. . . &quot;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Back to warmer weather... familiar streets... familiar faces... decent bars...&quot; |3c

Igor Drechsler:<font color="#000000">&quot;Criminal wit, like you taught us. . . &quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">The inquisitor nods.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Alright. That's everyone I can bring along, then. Hmmm..&quot; He considers. &quot;I'm going to find acting commander Stanford and make sure it's alright if we take our leave.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;But then .. . you lot haven't had it easy either.&quot;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sure thing. Think he's upstairs with the rest of the Yorivers.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Here I am, your old teacher, whining like a kicked dog, when you've been through it all, and then some over.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He nods, waves off, and walks up that way. Miron gets a nod in passing. He doesn't interrupt, though. That'd be rude!

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">And right into it. &quot;Thomas!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Buah

Igor Drechsler:<font color="#000000">&quot;Eh. Shit happened, happens and will happen. And it's just the few of us who's got the shovels.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh, hello. What's up?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;What uniforms does the Leaden Mace wear??&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus sweatdrops. &quot;..That seems like a silly question.&quot; ^^; &quot;You've met like fifty of us.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Castleton branch doesn't even have a standard uniform. Looks like they have one here... but... as 'the sayings' go, usually a high-collared coat to go with the badge.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Are you asking for the reason I think you're asking?&quot; |D;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;'s right. Still. I'm gonna put a word for you back over. Given the fuckup. . . and then, who wouldn't behave with their teacher around? Given how old Thompson is, he might do with a help, and as much as I dislike them, that beast of yours would have a good use over in Braxton.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;That's it?&quot; She says, looking incredulous. &quot;No precise measurements or standards or anything?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And it's not like we have cats, either.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">Then she looks smug. &quot;And why, exactly, do you think I'm asking?&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">All right, gonna call up and see if the aunt's ready to recieve puppy visitors. :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well... probably out here, yeah.&quot; He shrugs. ^^; &quot;..But I mean, just look at me.&quot;

Tathi: <font color="#9900ff">(( I txted railock. nothing. ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Of course, Thomas got this coat in the Rescan LMS.

Igor Drechsler:<font color="#000000">&quot;'s not like you have to. I'll be fine either way. &quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">So he's got a badge from castleton, a coat from resca, and he's here in Yoriver.

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">Thomas Lazarus.

</i>Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I LIVE WITH ELVES.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He chuckles nervously. &quot;It's good that you're eager. But... I'm just not sure how fast a new branch will really get set up, in practice. Nevermind your just-about-impossible requirement that.. I.. be lieutenant.&quot; |D; &quot;..I'm not even a senior.. I've only been an officer for, what, three months?&quot; He chuckles again, punctuated by a sigh of resignation. &quot;Plus, given this whole debacle.. ... ..well. I don't know. I guess I'll leave it up to Sheythsanthi. All I'm trying to say is, don't be surprised if it has to wait for a while before anything happens. I wouldn't be.&quot; =w=;

Igor Drechsler:<font color="#000000">&quot;I mean.. I kicked the bucket already. Not a whole lot worse that can happen to a man right?&quot;

Igor Drechsler:<font color="#000000">The inquisitor grins

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Thomas, Thomas, Thomas, you keep forgetting the most important fact.&quot; Tathi says, smirking.


 * Thomas Lazarus thinks, Elves? &quot;...&quot; =w=;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;I'm a wizard. I make things happen.&quot; She says with a grin. ALSO SHE'S AN ELF.


 * Thomas Lazarus raises a brow slightly and seems unmoved by that. He sighs and smiles again. &quot;..Well. I hope you're right anyways. We'll see, I guess.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">The gnome tosses in a weak grin. &quot;Then, let's say that our branch needs exactly the sort of inquisitor that can send Nerull herd goats up Breech Valley, and get up from a dirt nap.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Speaking of which, I need to speak with Roy. Gonna Recall back to Castleton for a bit and handle a few things before returning here and continuing our, ah, 'drive' north. Or east, I guess, now.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'm afraid I can't bring any more people with me. But I imagine that's no trouble you can't overcome. We should have some shopping money soon.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Oh, sure. Just let me know when.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;No shit. You said things will get messy here, and if I can help you out, I'll try, if for nothing else than not having to clean spit from every mirror I walk by.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Pretty soon. Prrrrobably.&quot; He raises his brows before turning and heading for the 2nd floor.

Igor Drechsler:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thanks.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Headin' out, be back in a few!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Okay this is too weird not to point out

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">That blue haired templar northeast of Tathi, check him out for a second

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Okay. Now I zoomed out far enough to see 1st and 2nd temple floors

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Firaira on top of Draugrim

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I thought it was a giant version of that guy

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It looks the same when you're zoomed out. |D

VAE:<font color="#000000">what does

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">I'm da slowpoke, aren't I

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I was all like, &quot;dafuq is going on up here&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">And then zoomed

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">And then I was all like

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">http://memegenerator.net/Sudden-Realization-Ralph

VAE:<font color="#000000">except that's Sudden Clarity Clarence

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot; 's nothing. Good to see you again, though meeting over some ale straight off would have been better. &quot;

Igor Drechsler:<font color="#000000">&quot;Eh. It still beats the back order. You know,meeting over ale first, then flinging hexes each other's way.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*nod* &quot;Sure does.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Take care. And. . .don't let it screw with your head too far. Even the time before it happened...you done your duty, to the best of your knowledge. And like the dog, it's Whitaker's conscience that's soiled, not yours. I'd have done just the same.&quot;

Igor Drechsler:<font color="#000000">The other inquisitor nods slightly, saying nothing.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Cudgel bless, Igor.&quot;

Igor Drechsler:<font color="#000000">&quot;Cudgel bless..&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">With that, the short inquisitor walks off to Anise.

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

</i>VAE:<font color="#000000">hey rail

Railock:<font color="#000000">ello

Railock:<font color="#000000">so whats happening?

VAE:<font color="#000000">nothing

VAE:<font color="#000000">lia's gone

VAE:<font color="#000000">seeing aunt's new dog

Railock:<font color="#000000">ah

Railock:<font color="#000000">hmm...you know. for routes to the silver dragons. I still say we go out of our way and stop by Dragon's dance/Vargachixeniejir's Fall. Simply becaue anyplace that gets THAT much descriptive text on the world map, should be some place awesome to stop by at

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">ecept it's only got descriptive name because stuff has ahppened there in the past

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

Railock:<font color="#000000">yes but even that has at least a little to do with our quest

Railock:<font color="#000000">If we don't stop by it on our way in, we simply MUST stop by on the way out of the area

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

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">As a GM I'd deliberately make it the most boring place ever

VAE:<font color="#000000">Just because this is totally OOC driven

Railock:<font color="#000000">...but liatai wouldn't. she LIKES it when we go and look around places

Railock:<font color="#000000">how is it ooc? we have verixchiggers soul with us. maybe seeing his place of demise might help make him mjore controllable

VAE:<font color="#000000">But I bet liatai likes it more when we do things for actual reasons that make sense

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">if I was Vargie

VAE:<font color="#000000">It's make me more pissed off, if anything

Railock:<font color="#000000">but you like arguing and thus love to get pissed off

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh hey, Miron. 'Sup?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">BUT SO DOES VARGIE

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Feel like I've barely seen you this past week.&quot;

Railock whispers: wot wot! I do'nt have control of gamal

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Just about all of it. Up where the sun doesn't shine.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tell me about it.&quot;

You whisper to Railock: Fixed!

Gamal-Junayd whispers: thank you

VAE:<font color="#000000">uh brb bathroom

VAE:<font color="#000000">you can start dealing with Rail

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">I'm actually here to deal with ghost

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">shouldn't need liatai's intervention. least just yet

VAE:<font color="#000000">i won't be long opefully

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">Yeah I know.

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">I'm here.


 * Gamal-Junayd approaches Tathi

Roy Stanford:<font color="#000000">Your target is finishing up his morning prayers, Tom -- hasn't even had a chance to deal with his morning peach fuzz. Luckily, it's white and doesn't show very strongly.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey um...I need to talk to you.&quot; looks around at all the people &quot;Someplace with a lot less people around. you and Aelian busy?&quot;

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

</i>Glitch:<font color="#000000">hokay, I miss anything?

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">Tathi looks up, and tilts her head. &quot;Not terribly. Just harassing Thomas. What is it?&quot; She asks.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">I asked tathi to talk somewhere private

Liatai:<font color="#000000">A lot. ^^; We've been mini-sessioning for some time. You can catch a log when it's up, though. :3

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000"> &quot;I...don't think it's best to say out in the open. It's delicate and we don't need a riot on our hands if it gets out int he open. &quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Meet me in the side room?&quot; he then walks off towards one


 * Anise Berilan sighs when Miron talks about things going up shit creek without a paddle. &quot;Lay it on me, who do I need to punch?&quot;

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

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Whats this about Serrierr then that you called me in here for, Rail?

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

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">Tathi and Aelain walk in.

Gamal-Junayd: <font color="#0">(( to Anise: the idiot in front of you ))

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">no I was just wondering if he'd been told

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">and you said at opne point you want gnoggle to know...

Glitch:<font color="#000000">oh. So you weren't actually going to talk to Serrierr or anything?

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">once the door is shut. &quot;Okay. Miron's gone and fucked shit up big time. Altonor has been arrested for crimes against Fuckston Balls.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">It was an idea if he hadn't been told


 * Dr. Hatari closes Planetside.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Oh, well.


 * Dr. Hatari checks clock.


 * Glitch leaves then, will read log later

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">... So much for all those mini plans ... :B

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;By Cudgel's grace, if I know&quot; *sigh*

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">Tathi's eyes go wide. &quot;What!?&quot;

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

</i>Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Remember the catch the spiderfucker game I let you in about?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*on, not about

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Hey, I know I'll be up until at least midnight. Plenty of time. x3

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Altonor's going along with it for now. The Steel Shepherds have him. And they won't be going to braxton, but lorellon for trial.&quot;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yeah?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom approaches Roy, but doesn't interrupt his prayer. He lingers not far off by the corner and waits patiently.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Roy asked me to make sure you knew, and if you could make sure to tell your father. Also, I've already arrainged to be going with the Shepherds, as a character witness. I'll be doing my best to make sure altonor gets off, and if worse comes to worse, contact everyone with the results.&quot;

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

</i>Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;That little retarded runt!! He actually did it!? I'll...&quot; She rants, building steam until she reaches the end and.. deflates. &quot;I can't just haul off and murder the little bastard, can I? Lady Eyllisaearsithek and all that..&quot;

Roy Stanford:<font color="#000000">There are papers, everywhere, all over the bench, and a spare blanket. He opens his eyes. &quot;... Oh. Inquisitor Lazarus.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well. Gradia got the Shepherd captain to give us a hand. Well, what do you expect. Half hour later, the captain comes telling us the piece of shit surrendered. . . and asked for a switch.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Fucking Lorellon.&quot;

Roy Stanford:<font color="#000000">&quot;... I already know about the Braxton Falls branch's actions if you're here to discuss those.&quot; =w=;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Where he was strutting around like a peacock.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">ugh, run again

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Nope. And no telling the kordites. were keeping a lid on it untill after he's out of here because he's goign along willingly. Masabel's pissed, Tomiko almost started swinging, but were honoring Altonor's wishes&quot;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Huh. Smart perp.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He smiles sadly. &quot;Good morning. I see you're getting into the even funner side of things..&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus shakes his head slightly. &quot;No sir. Although I'm glad there's no conspiracy afoot.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#000000">Here mostly to annoy you all with my presence.

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

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">Tathi pauses.. and looks thoughtful a moment.. &quot;That.. actually might be best. Doing as Altonor wishes.&quot; She says, and rubs hers chin thoughtfully for a moment..

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll be there so someone is there to contact people if things go wrong, and to help bring in any information we can to get him off the hook.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;I'll tell my dad, though I'm not sure what he can do.. But, really? Go find Viceth.&quot;


 * Roy Stanford huffs. &quot;Paperwork and politics. It's almost enough to make one miss a diabolic incursion.&quot; A wry smile. &quot;What is it, then? Your Pelorite brothers and sisters have been tending to Inquisitor Rum already this morning, so you may rest easy on that account as well.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd whispers: Okay. been checking things. feather token bird has no range limitation in book. does it in yours?


 * Thomas Lazarus nods again.

You whisper to Railock: I figured it used Animal Messenger as a base spell. Lemme check.

Gamal-Junayd whispers: all qualls tokens use major creation

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Truth be told, sir, the Guardians original purpose for coming up this was was dealing with another high priority Mace concern. That mission still beckons further north. Of course, it was nowhere nearly as important as reinforcing your people.&quot;

You whisper to Railock: By gum, you're right. No range limitation. But then again, Roy has few ranks in Spellcraft, so it's excusable. x3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I wanted to check with you before presuming to continue on.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd whispers: but, do you think it might be better gamal springs for an item that can do sending 1/day? 10,080 so affordable with the cash after the adventure.

Gamal-Junayd whispers: something to pick up in lorellon to keep in touch

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'm planning to Recall to Castleton with a few allies, report to Commander Ashmore, drop off Inquisitor Berilan..&quot;

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

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Is there anything else you need of us, sir?&quot;

You whisper to Railock: Sending stones are cheaper, but are tied to each other; one pair of stones can only call each other. Up to you.

Tathi: <font color="#9900ff">(( *punches Railock* ))

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Viceth left town early. And I'm sure Masabel is going to find him as soon as we leave for lorellon.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;If anything, you could contact him earlier, let him know what is happening with magic, couldn't you?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd whispers: I'm currently looking at staying in contact with...Roy, Masabel, Thomas, Tomiko....and now viceth. Yeah tied to one person will not work

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Smarter than whoever came up with that regulation, at least.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;More than likely? No. He's strong enough to resist a scrying. A better idea is for me to knock down Zairith's door, and tell him.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Would a sending not work to let him know what's happend?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Fuck, Anise, I was half hoping he'd put up a fight. That I'd get to knock that fucking grin out of his fucking face.&quot;


 * Roy Stanford shakes his head, standing. &quot;You've already gone well and above the call of duty, inquisitor. Much of the rest is in the hands of the High Command, now. If you have another mission to attend to, don't let us hold you up. ... That said.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;I don't know the spell.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Instead, he's running circles around us, grinning from behind the Shepherds'' backs.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus nods faintly and keeps listening

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Buuuuuut...&quot; She says, fishing around for a certain item.. would Rhy-Rhy be trancing right now?

Roy Stanford:<font color="#000000">&quot;When the High Command conducts their formal inquest into the situation, you'll likely be called on as a witness. Will you be reachable at all during the next month? If not, you may want to prepare a written testimony to leave with your commander.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Don't know. It's before noon. ;3

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;More impressive that he's doin' it in full plate,&quot; Anise quips. &quot;Well, our job's done, at least. He's under arrest. Now it's all up to the courts.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh. Well then I'll just have to see what I can do. We leave at mid day for lorellon, If you happen to see Zairith, let him know, the more people who can work agaisnt this, the better chance we have. And I also plan on trying to well...make the good lawmakers of lorellon think about investigating braxton and it's laws. If nothing else, point out that Miron and Gradia came here at the behest of a traitor that was working with devils, and that all those over zealous laws abusing the common peopl out there ...that's very much the kind of place devils would enjoy being.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Come to think of it, you should probably punch me, for promising to go on a pub crawl towards Jones's Rock and a few other branches. Because instead,I'm going to do like a hen in the archives, pulling stuff together for our lawyers.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus blinks a couple times. &quot;I.. it's hard to judge, sir. Perhaps so. I trust that in a pinch, I should be able to return here (or wherever the trials get conducted) on quite short notice, thanks to Tathi and my own spells. As long as no one's counting on paper letters alone, it shouldn't be a problem. ..Perhaps I should leave a detailed account anyways..&quot; |D;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll take a rain check. I'm headed back to Castleton soon myself. Just don't croak on me in the next few years and I'll cash in sometime.&quot; ;3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Going along with Tom, huh? Good for you.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">Tathi fishes out the sending stone she has for Rhylinar.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;We're off to Braxton ourselves in a pinch.&quot;


 * Anise Berilan groans. &quot;I can't take any more of that freakin' trucktrain. Augh. It's murder on your head in the morning.&quot; =3=#

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tell me about it.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">I think that's one thing both sides of hte altonor issue can agree on

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I spent half an hour in that tin, and I'd take half a week on a boat over that.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Just like its maker&quot;

Roy Stanford:<font color="#000000">&quot;Up to you. Given there's high treason on the table, the trials should be held in Lorellon. Given you were at the forefront of all of this, though, your testimony would help tremendously.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">She activates the stone. &quot;Rhylinar, bad news. Altonor arrested. Braxton's fault. Headed for Lorellon for trial. Gamal going with. Tell Viceth. Miron's responsible. Tell Zaizai to expect me soon.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He nods. &quot;Understandable.. ... ..well. I can Recall there, atleast. I'll leave a report with my commander and keep an ear open.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Damn Lorellons have it easy, don't they.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Good luck, sir. Atleast the combat part of the battle is over.&quot; He offers a weary smile.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;If they let him loose, it' us who'll be cleaning up the mess.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And something tells me that fuckwit wouldn't be quite as glib about it all if he didn't feel he could wriggle out of it like a worm from a ghast's arse.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good. For now gathering information for hte lawyers is our best bet, so if someone who knows him that was in braxton at the time could help immensly. Know anyone who might fit that bill? That's not on Mirons side?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;Knows him that was in braxton??&quot; Tathi asks.. thinking.. the player truly does not recall. |P

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Roy said that testimony from his time in braxton would be the best thing we could get is all. &quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;One of his buddies, Rhylinar, is a first class rogue. . who knows, maybe they'll try blackmailing a judge.&quot;

Roy Stanford:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good luck with your own mission, as well.&quot; ... A pause. &quot;... I should have asked earlier. Would you prefer to be called by your given name or surname with your title?&quot;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;In Lorellon? Pff, yeah right.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I dunno.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus waves it off with a smile. &quot;I truly don't mind. 'Inquisitor Steelsprocket' may balk at the idea, but.. Tom is fine.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;If you asked me a month ago, that's what I'd say about a heretic commander in Yoriver of all places.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And just yesterday, I whacked Hextor's dicks all out his fucking jaw myself.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Besides, it's drow. You can never be certain with those.&quot;

Sending Stone:<font color="#000000">A hushed Elven voice hisses back through the stone. &quot; (... Not in Common next time, crowded room. What --) &quot; There's a pause. Then a sigh. &quot; (... should've guessed. Recieved. Will pass it on. Thanks for the heads-up. Watch your backs.) &quot;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Eh. Fair enough. So, see you in Lorellon maybe. Hey, you got the adress for your HQ in Braxton? We'll have to swap tales and brews.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;'course, lemme ...&quot; The inquisitor picks up a piece of scrap paper, and scrawls down the address of the Braxton Falls Mace compound

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Here. And if you'll show up. . . .you can't miss it. Biggest building three streets over.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;See, back in Braxton, the town actually gives a fuck. Not like Castleton.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">All incoming parcels are scanned for magic and poisons. They are then summarily destroyed regardless. You never know.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">anise goes, gets drunk, crosses a street wrong, ends up in jail, miron has to deal with her

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;That said, not much to brew in Braxton, asides from some apple cider. Though, if you like pickles, it's your city.&quot;


 * Roy Stanford offers a hand. &quot;... Then in case I don't see you again before you leave town for good, thank you a thousand-fold for all you've done here, Brother Tom. We truly wouldn't be standing here, free, in good health, physically and spiritually, without your help.&quot;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;... No pickled cabbage cures, though, right?&quot; She shudders. &quot;I still remember the night of the feywine. Bleugh.&quot; =w=;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Helps with hangovers, too. Not like I had many since I started there. . but regardless.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Cudgel on head and foot up arse, now that was something I don't want to even walk around in the next few years.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Though. . . eh.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Maybe it'd help with all this fucking mess.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus beams in earnest and shakes hands. &quot;Glad to have been of service, sir.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, I'm going to go work on getting ready, since I'll be leaving with the Steel Shepherds&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hell, Anise...&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Make sure to tell your dad&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;We came here with an arrest warrant, and ended up helping clean this town from heresy.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And what do we get in return?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sneering, insults and glares.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'd best be going now.&quot; He glances to the papers and offers a somewhat involunary agonized grin. &quot;..You'll be in my prayers.&quot;


 * Anise Berilan reaches into her pack a moment. &quot;Hang on a moment.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hell, when the stuff around the arrest was gone, Tom's sister apparently lost her marbles and went on looking for us.&quot;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's not feywine, but here, take these with you.&quot; Miron gains +1 bottle of dragonbite bitter and +1 bottle of Bazdal's Black Stout.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Gradia ordered me off .. .fuck. If it was mine call, I'd have kept there. I haven't legged it in front of bigger wonders than one bitch who thinks she's above the law. .. and fuck, today I just want to whack someone &quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Fuck.. thanks. But, what'll be keeping your guts in for the way?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Teleporting isn't all that nice.&quot;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, that all?&quot; Anise kneels, and rolls up her sleeve, offering her bicep. &quot;Here.&quot; And then she laughs. &quot;Miron. You've seen my stash.&quot; XP

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">It's not that bad. |D;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Besides, you already did a fucking heap for me, Anise. Cudgel's leaden dick, but if not for you around here, I'd have gone nuts thrice over.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom departs to (finally) begin gathering folks for the afternoon Recall. Anise, Ed, Shankfang, andddd I guess not Gnogglebolt because he decided not to in IRC.


 * Roy Stanford grins a bit in reply. &quot;We appreciate it. Best of luck.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Might want to get Anise first, so Miron can get his last PC goodbye out of the way, and other goodbyes can be done tomorrow. :3

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He returns outside, then.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Looks like we're clear to leave the city. Ready to head back?&quot; He asks Anise.


 * Anise Berilan laughs. &quot;Stealing that one from the locals, huh?&quot; XP &quot;Gonna miss you when you're in the Falls. Stop by for vacation sometime. We're moving to a bigger building at the end of the month, I hear -- you'd love the plans for the archives.&quot;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh hey, Tom. Just sayin' a few goodbyes first. Miron's on his way out, too.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hah. Doubt they're bigger than what we got in Braxton. And stashed up the roof, too. . Richter and Moneybags would be green like pears if they seen it.&quot;

Meany whispers: Did you ever consider my proposal about the HQ being super busy?

You whisper to Meany: ... Which one? ^^;

You whisper to Meany: I've had so many plot resolutions running around in my head I may have forgotten. |D;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;But, I won't hold you up. . . I suppose Ashmore's all eager to hear Yoriver news.&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tom, brother, have you even Sent to him since I did it last?&quot;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Shhhh. Don't ruin the surprise.&quot; &gt;:P

Meany whispers: Basically, lots of 'trainee' Guardians have been recruited, and are running small missions like getting cats out of trees, tackling low-level monsters, rat swarms, etc.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... Does ... this count?&quot; |D;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Look. I had a pretty good excuse this time.&quot; |D;; &quot;My head was all full of emergency cures and proof against possession and banishments.&quot;

You whisper to Meany: It's only been a week. Assume that there aren't that many running around, and they're mostly at the old HQ. ^^;

Meany whispers: It's only been a week.

Meany whispers: After...two or more months OOC time?

You whisper to Meany: Yep. Welcome to Akellon. :B Check the wiki timeline if you don't believe me. A week and a half.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;You'll have to persuade him, not me. But, eh. Everyone's some way. Flint forgets names, you forget reports, we like to take trips to Bottlingham and Hangoverton. . . &quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Besides, I.. this'll be better than a little old Sending.&quot; |D

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sure will.&quot;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Speaking of which, I'm gonna go grab my stuff. See you in a few.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; Gods I hope he doesn't start expecting remote in-person reports.&quot; |D;;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;See ya...&quot;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Don't forget our rain check, Miron!&quot; &gt;:P

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I won't. . .will take more than one spiderfucker to bring down this old Mace dog.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">He walks closer.

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


 * Thomas Lazarus folds his arms. &quot;Well. We'll probably be back in a few hours. You still going to be hanging around here?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Hm?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;We're going back to Braxton.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;'s why I'm running about here.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Guess it's that time, then.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's that time. Yep.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">And then they drew lightsabers.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;You lot will reap your rewards, and we'll reap ours.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Paperwork on both sides, in other words.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*sigh* &quot;You heard about last night, I take it?&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">*snrk* to the lightsaber line. XD

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">Siths were too fucking chaotic

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Mmnf.&quot; He shrugs a little, frowning. &quot;... I'm just glad the city is finally free. Ever since we heard about it ... as far back as that boat ride ... its been on my mind. We did a good thing here, brother. It's why I signed up.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;True.We shoveled a lot of shit.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Yeah.&quot; He sighs faintly. &quot;I'm not really surprised. I guess I'm glad it's going down like this, if it has to go down. No one's fighting.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;'s a saying Igor reminded me of. Shit happens, but we're the ones with the shovels. . . &quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;After all that fighting, Kord would be sick of it, much less people.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well, I signed up for it, so I guess I'm not allowed to complain.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Eh. You're only not allowed to near Cadamon. He'd insist on pulling you from duty to recover, see.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus huffs slightly. &quot;Like that'd work. If I were willing to sit it out, I wouldn't have been on the job in the first place.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*nods* &quot;Said like every good Macer I knew&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus offers a hand down to shake. &quot;...&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*takes hand* &quot;Take care of yourself, Tom.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You, too. See you around.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">YOU TAKE 2D6 HOLY DAMAGE!!1! *smote*


 * Gamal-Junayd approaches Masabel

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;We butted heads far too many times 'round here, and I still think you're way too soft on some, but you got a good head on your shoulders, and a good fist to make that head listened to.&quot;

Masabel:<font color="#000000">Still wearing a hole in the floor pacing.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey, just letting you know, Tathi's informed Rhylinar. Do you happen to know where Viceth went? Or do you plan on going to see him first?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Maybe. I think we just have different duties we're carrying out.&quot;

Masabel:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yeah, I might have an idea.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Different duties, to the same law, and the same country.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;What are your plans from here? Going to come down to Lorellon your own way, find viceth, or what?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Something like that. Ah well.. you take care, too.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">Tathi goes a looking for her dad. Any luck?

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll make sure not to fall from a ladder.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">He's not in the temple again |D

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;That said, same goes with you. If you ever end up in Braxton. .. come by our branch.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">he's in the street

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">he's frolicking in the street!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;No matter what you think, you're as welcome as anyone else.&quot;

Masabel:<font color="#000000">&quot;First off, they're taking Ada to Fort Winterhold until Lorellon opens up. Second, if there's one thing I've learned hanging around you Guardians, it's you can't keep a secret if you tried. So I'll pass on that information.&quot;

Raerarael:<font color="#000000">Bing! Elfdad.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">To be fair it's mostly Tathi and then everyone else in descending order of blabness. I'm second best secret keeper.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Behind Elros. *bricked*

Tokens dropped onto map 'Tinker Workshop and VG HQ'Tokens dropped onto map 'Tinker Workshop and VG HQ'Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm on your side, I'm not about to do anything to harm the chances of getting him out. But fine, I'll be with him and the Shepherds all the way, so if you need up to date information, don't hesitate to contact me.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Should I deal with Falstaff and Lyle as well (neithr should be long), or screw it, saturday?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Friday or Saturday, if you don't mind. ^^;

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

Masabel:<font color="#000000">&quot;Right. Will do. Nothing personal, just protocol. We'll be in touch.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">At least I'll have something to do at the beginning of the session

VAE:<font color="#000000">last words out of the way, and then teleport off to Braxton

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">nooooo! not in session! we have to leave like right away! hehe

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Before session

VAE:<font color="#000000">I'll likely be hosting anyways

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Seeing as they're not here, Tom fetches bot!Shank and bot!Gnoggle.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Gonna throw some tea together... Prepare for vworping, Tom! :3

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yeah...protocol.&quot; he nods and walks off

VAE:<font color="#000000">Oh right, you lot have Castleton to handle today

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

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

Gamal-Junayd whispers: guess anything further you'd have happen fri/sat then and spend today at castleton? cause next gamal is going to go to bee and flower. cause idea just came to me

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">This entire timeslot was originally reserved for all the plans I had for there

VAE:<font color="#000000">Look, almost 4AM, and I got up early today

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Feel free to narrate the spell at work in the meantime. x3

VAE:<font color="#000000">I'm not with my thinking hat on x3

You whisper to Railock: Sure sure. :3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">10:30 now and everyone else joined to play a full regular session instead. &gt;:P

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Hey, I'm still awake, and will be for some time if you'll be. XP

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Gotta make bread.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">who's hosting this one?

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">We could switch hosts, though.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">can he leave it up or does he have to shut it down?

VAE:<font color="#000000">ehy would you?

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">cause I'll be up, if he wants to shut it down, I could log on as GM, save campaign, then host from there

VAE:<font color="#000000">I mean I can host forevah

VAE:<font color="#000000">Because, you know, I never like turn off my laptop except by kicking cabe

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">okay, was just checking

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Righto

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom gathers up those that wish to tag along and prepares to cast the seemingly simple spell. &quot;Don't worry. It's not turbulent or anything like that.&quot; He waves off to Mother Selaren and the others. &quot;We'll be back in a few hours.&quot; ^^

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He recites an ordinary incantation and gestures a few times with his left hand. A pinpoint of light appears overhead in a few seconds, and begins to lower and expand into a ring. The light seems to trace the perimeter of an unseen sphere, and the space inside of the halo -- it's a different location entirely. As simply as someone throwing a bag over the group, the portal-ring sweeps them up and constricts to a pinpoint again beneath their feet. Except now ... they're in Thomas' room in the VGHQ! That truly wasn't so bad.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Not like Tathi teleporting you over an ocean with your eyeballs in your ears or something. *bricked*

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">No respect for style, these youngsters.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Lessee, lessee, which room is Tom's...

Barbarus:<font color="#000000">Farthest down the hall.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Shankfang should be here, too, but you get the idea. &gt;:9

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; Oh, good, that really wasn't so bad.&quot; |Dc ..Of course, he never actually cast it before.

GM:<font color="#000000">Floomp! Tom lands on the bed. From out the window, all you can see is... white. A heavy snowfall is drifting down over Castleton, and huge snowdrifts can be seen in the streets.

Barbarus:<font color="#000000">The HQ is surprisingly toasty, though.


 * Thomas Lazarus struggles to keep balance. |D;;


 * Thomas Lazarus rolls onto his knees with a clank, then stands and adjusts his collar. |D;;;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well! Back in Castleton.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Pardon me.&quot; He slips past and heads off down the way to the stairs.

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">&quot;We're.. in your bedroom?&quot; Tathi says, looking about with a smirk.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Wait what &gt;|O

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I didn't have room for you! &gt;XP

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">Oh! Well in that case Tathi ends up in a less ridicolous location. |P

Tathi:<font color="#9900FF">Like, Zairith's bedroom! *BRICK'D*

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


 * Thomas Lazarus heads downstairs.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh, hello.&quot; He waves to the kittymans.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sorry sorry -- had to punch down bread dough.

Barbarus:<font color="#000000">The two are only visible in the face; being otherwise nested into a huge pile of furs emcompassing the couch.

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

</i>Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Whoa, really? Already?&quot; :o

Barbarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;What's up?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;That was faster and easier than I thought it'd be.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Retroactively to slow Ed, &quot;Yep!&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus bricked.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">See, tom's already taking ed into his bedroom

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I wasn't going to say a word about having those two in my room.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I DIDN'T SAY NOTHIN'.

Railock:<font color="#000000">oh god your right...anise WAS who he was interested in before ed....no WONDER you only took them and not tathi

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">Sooooo. Threesome? :B


 * Anise Berilan, bricked.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Just stopping back for some errands.&quot; ^^


 * Edaric waves to the kittymen. :3

Barbarus:<font color="#000000">Y'all notice that it is -really warm- down here.


 * Dr. Hatari tries to ignore panicking Tom!muse. *bricked*

Primera:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mala suerte, mi amigos.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;You arrived in the middle of a blizzard.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Mala suerte,&quot; he says without having the faintest idea. |D &quot;Did we..?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;The last time we opened that door, we lost a few minions to the avalanche.&quot;

Primera:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mala suete; bad luck, mi amigo.&quot;

Railock whispers: okay got a question you can answer whenever you feel like it. as we level up, since gamal isn't coming back, will he level up alongside MAel, and if so, how does his monetary gains happen? Cause I'd probably be setting aside money for him to build up the guardians in his off rp only time. new building and such

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh.. so.. not.. a greeting, then.&quot; |D;;;

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

Primera:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hola is greeting.&quot;

Primera:<font color="#000000">The lacking tokens minions are currently in the meeting room, the table having been taken out to replace with a portable fire pit.

Primera:<font color="#000000">Which they are swarmed around.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Huh, it didn't look that bad outside the window...&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;So how's it been here, aside from snowy?&quot; :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well, thanks for the heads up.&quot;

Primera:<font color="#000000">&quot;Work is good.&quot;

Primera:<font color="#000000">&quot;Many poor families need snow removal of roofs and walk ways.&quot;

Primera:<font color="#000000">&quot;We build mucho good sentiment.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus raises his brows. &quot;We saved Yoriver.&quot; He offers a thumb's up. &quot;Still traveling after that though.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;I bet! Sounds like it.&quot; He nods to Tom.

Barbarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;You look like you were savaged with a shoe-horn, Tom, Ed, Anise.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;How bad was it up there?&quot;


 * Anise Berilan browses the bookshelf.

Primera:<font color="#000000"> &quot;Why do Kellon shoes have horns?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#000000"> &quot;To kick each other in the fork of the legs harder.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Eugh.&quot; He sighs and shrugs. &quot;It was the worst thing ever.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I hope you'll pardon me if I leave it at that for now. It's over.&quot;

Primera:<font color="#000000">...You'll also note that the minions are all sporting false mustaches, each the size of their fore-arms.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yep, it's over.&quot; And Gnogglebot opens up the door... to a wall of snow that comes up to his chin. There's nearly three feet on the ground... Luckily, shovelling has been going full force.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">=3=;

</i>Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom chooses not to comment.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">..Even the women?

Primera:<font color="#000000">Yes.

Primera:<font color="#000000">We ran out of scarves.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom chooses not to comment.

</i>Railock:<font color="#000000">knowing meany I bet the women have the best looking mustaches

Railock:<font color="#000000">biggest and fluffiest

GM:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebot heads out into the snow and processes loot.

Primera:<font color="#000000">He doesn't even shovel.

Primera:<font color="#000000">He just walks face first iinto the snow.

Primera:<font color="#000000">Carving a tunnel.

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

GM:<font color="#000000">A true tinker needs no shovel -- he improvises!

GM:<font color="#000000">Sled? Flamethrower? Tunneler? Who knows? It gets done. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Maybe I'll say hi to Terri later and vworp back during the Saturday session. :9

Primera:<font color="#000000">Once outside, you notice why they ran out of scarves.

Primera:<font color="#000000">Scarves totally cover the three animals. Along with fluffy hats on Trample's horns.

GM:<font color="#000000">Of note, the streets aren't as bad as Barbarus and Primera are making them out to be. They're snowy, yes, but passable.

Railock:<font color="#000000">isn't trample in yoriver with dorf?

Primera:<font color="#000000">Cats.

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

Railock:<font color="#000000">such pussy's they are

Ghostwish:<font color="#9900FF">time for me to crash. ^^

Meany:<font color="#000000">HE'S FLYING.


 * Dr. Hatari fires flak. :v

Meany:<font color="#000000">HE'S FALLING.

Meany:<font color="#000000">HE'S CRASHING.

Meany:<font color="#000000">HE'S BURNING.

Meany:<font color="#000000">HE'S EXPLODING.

Railock:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d1372 = 534&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Righto. I'm gonna head back to HQ. Thanks for the lift, Tom.&quot;


 * Ghostwish comes bursting in through the walls in his tank. &quot;Dafuq guys. I said I was crashing! The OTHER crashing!&quot;

Railock:<font color="#000000">523. An empty camp lies ahead. The fire's embers are still warm, but the ground is strewn with clothing, weapons and tent poles.

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Wanna come along, or come in later?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Sure thing. I'll probably see you before long.&quot;

Railock:<font color="#000000">534. A merchant follows the party and insists he was going the same direction. He tri es to sell his wares to the party.

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Right, seeya. I'll try not to tell all the good stories.&quot; |D

Railock:<font color="#000000">I meant to do that one. random roadside encounters to distract tom!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'll catch up in a couple minutes. I'd probably get double scalped if I didn't report at all.&quot;

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

</i>Meany:<font color="#000000">Anise notices both furnaces are lit as she passes.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom stops by the secretary desk!

Violet Vesav:<font color="#000000">O_O !!!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;How are you doing, miss Vesav?&quot; ^^

Violet Vesav:<font color="#000000">&quot; -- Sir, where did you -- &quot; Boggle. O_O;;

Ezer:<font color="#000000">A serval rubs against Tom's legs.

Railock:<font color="#000000">first anise, then ed...now toms hitting on the secretary


 * Ezer almost typed that as kegs.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;...&quot; |D He doesn't get it for a second. Then flinch. &quot;Oh.&quot;

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

Meany:<font color="#000000">Tom's legs suddenly burst into alcohol dispencers.

Meany:<font color="#000000">He is named Dwarf-Kin.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Sorry; we teleported in upstairs.&quot; |D;;;

Violet Vesav:<font color="#000000">&quot; O-oh. I see. Welcome back, sir. &quot; ^^;;;


 * Thomas Lazarus gives Ezer some strokes. &quot; Hiii Ezerrr. &quot; |D


 * Edaric waves!


 * Elros just nods and goes back to his silent corner vigil.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Has there been anything of particular interest while we've been away, ma'am?&quot;

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">One of those crawly spiders, luckily not the absolutely gigantic type

VAE:<font color="#000000">Infiltrated my room


 * VAE whacked it with a shoe

VAE:<font color="#000000">because nope

VAE:<font color="#000000">I'm not taking this bullshit at 4AM

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">VAE builds sentry. &quot;NOPE.&quot;

Violet Vesav:<font color="#000000">&quot; No, sir, aside from the snow. Mr. Barbarus and Mr. Primera have been keeping the building warm and secure. Though... The roof is thickly covered in snow. &quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Minions!&quot;


 * VAE picked up cadaver with envelope, tossedo ut of the window. Never sure enough.

Barbarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Go to the roof, turn the snow there into snowballs.&quot;

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

Barbarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Then proceed to attack all the local children with our new cache of ammo!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well, that's good to hear!&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot; Still calling them minions, huh... &quot; =3=;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Business = status quo.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The cat. Ate. A whole catnip leaf. |D;

Railock:<font color="#000000">oh god

Liatai:<font color="#000000">She's sitting there like &quot;whoooooooa&quot; and making various meepy sounds. XD

Railock:<font color="#000000">meep back at her

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well, we'll be back in a few, and then probably whisk away for who-knows-how-long again.&quot; He smirks weakly and shrugs. &quot;But you have a lovely day.&quot;

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

Violet Vesav:<font color="#000000">&quot; You too, sir. Be careful. The roads are slippery. &quot;

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

Meany:<font color="#000000">Tom proceeds to slip on some ice.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">... Well atleast our name comes first on the sign. *bricked*

Meany:<font color="#000000">And ice-skate around town.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;See you later, Ms. Vesav.&quot; :3

Railock:<font color="#000000">it's still abank stuck on a Mcdonalds

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">new DFMA

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Oooh, minkfaces.

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

Railock:<font color="#000000">what did you do for dm tokens before mink?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... that is one funky mythos. O_o

Railock:<font color="#000000">or have you only been dming since mink appeared first

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I didn't use DM tokens, generally. ^^;

Railock:<font color="#000000">hah

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I forget when I first started using Minks. Probably shortly before the first D&amp;DMFA project, when I was doing the token work for it.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 16 + 4 = 20&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Balance for lulz.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom crunches off through the snow and ice.


 * Edaric pockets his hands. &quot;So! Where to first?&quot; :3

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&#171; &#160;1d20-5 = 8 - 5 = 3&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; Oh god.

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

</i>Railock:<font color="#000000">haha

Railock:<font color="#000000">Tom lands splat on his ass

Railock:<font color="#000000">674. A tree starts to complain about a PC's ap pearance.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Whoop! Watch out!&quot; &#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 15 + 9 = 24&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; touch attack --

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom basically raises one foot and goes sailing for a drift!! =w=;;;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">... Ed's max load is 200.

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

Railock:<font color="#000000">tom and ed go for a tumble.

Railock:<font color="#000000">didn't plan on getting that intimate for awhile did you?

Meany:<font color="#000000">I CAN SHOW YOU THE SNOW

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Whoa!&quot; SPLUT. Into the snowdrift!

Meany:<font color="#000000">SHINING SHIMMERING SPLENDID

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">KER-FLOOF.

Meany:<font color="#000000">TELL MY THOMAS WHEN DID YOU LAST LET YOUR HEART DECIDE.

Meany:<font color="#000000">me*

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Quiet. XP

Meany:<font color="#000000">God I am a fail troll.


 * Railock throws all the popcorn at hatari


 * Thomas Lazarus mumbles into the snow. &quot;I'll admit, I kind of waved off her advise as just being courteous.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">also, night. I'l l leave the server up


 * Edaric pushes himself up, shaking snow out of his hair and chuckling. &quot; You okay, Tom? &quot;

Primera:<font color="#000000">A mobile pile of furs appears at the door.

Primera:<font color="#000000">&quot;Everyone okay?&quot;

Primera:<font color="#000000">&quot;Need some spikeboots?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus stands upright, and dusts off his coat in an overly dignified fashion. =3=

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

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Think so.&quot; X3 Dust dust dust.

Primera:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+15 = 19 + 15 = 34&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Balance.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&#171; &#160;1d20-5 = 15 - 5 = 10&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; Oh god.

Primera:<font color="#000000">The pile of furs has no problems coming over.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Wobble stabilize. =3=


 * Edaric offers an arm to help. &#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 14 + 4 = 18&#160;  &#187;

Primera:<font color="#000000">A black arm holds out four sets of strange, foot shaped spiked plates with leather straps.

Primera:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tie these to boots. Stab through ice, help balance.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus hangs on for a moment. &quot;Thank you.&quot; =w=;;


 * Thomas Lazarus somewhat grudgingly accepts, and sits on the piled snowbank to affix icegrips.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, cleats. It's not that bad, just a few spots. Thanks, though, Primera.&quot; :3 &quot;No prob.&quot;

Primera:<font color="#000000">&quot;S'alright.&quot;

Primera:<font color="#000000">And the thing moves back to the building.

Primera:<font color="#000000">A shambling pile of furs.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Well, whatever. |D

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">The point is I'm done making balance checks. *bricked*


 * Thomas Lazarus clears his throat with an awkward smile and resumes walking into the city, trying to play off the silliness a bit. &quot;..Anyways.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot; I didn't realize your armor was that heavy. &quot; ^^; &quot;Anyways. Where to?&quot; :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Yeah... it's easy for me to forget, too. Ever since Brian enchanted it, I usually just wear it through the night during missions. You'd be surprised how used to such a thing you can grow.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#000000">Tom hangs from the ceiling in his armor.

Meany:<font color="#000000">Eyes wide.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;...&quot; He walks for a bit. &quot;Welll. I really should report to Commander Ashmore before too long, or I'll be in for it.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I figure I'll leave Shankfang in peace with his fiance for a while. I doubt anything they have to newly discuss or catch up on is a matter for outside ears.&quot; ^^;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Maybe we could visit the Torrises and let them know everything turned out well..&quot;

Railock:<font color="#000000">tom must make hardest decision of his life...go see Terri, or report to ashmore

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He falls quiet for a bit, looking thoughtful.

Meany:<font color="#000000">You are now picturing Ashmore and Cadamon doing an ice-skating routine together while they wait for Tom to report.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;It'd probably make Terri's day, at least.&quot; :3 Ed looks around, watching the snow fall.

Railock whispers: if thomas goes to report... would be a funny time for terri to scry on thomas &quot;you went to report before seeing me when you came to town!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; ..Aaaaannd ahh.. &quot; He glances away, but somewhat obviously tries to keep a cool composure. &quot;... Well. I guess I've had something on my mind I've been meaning to ask you about. There just hasn't really.. you know. Been an appropriate.. time, until now.&quot; He coughs into a fist and offers a smile. &quot;..Aaaabout that drink you said we should share at the White Rose?&quot;

Railock:<font color="#000000">tom skips both and goes to get ed Drunk for a roll in the snow!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I have the most unbelievably mood inappropriate music going for this right now. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T4MAaGJMBdY&amp;list=WL92EF79A2EACC1B6B

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Oh yeah!&quot; :o Ed snaps his fingers in realization. &quot;... Hey, we could actually do that now, couldn't we?&quot; :. &quot;... That is, if you felt up to it and all.&quot; He rubs the back of his head a bit nervously.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot; Haha... didn't think it'd be happening so soon. &quot; ^^;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; Are you kidding? &quot; He flashes a slight grin. &quot; I never forgot for a minute .&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... It was just ...&quot; He sobers a little.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You know.&quot; He squints a little and glances off. &quot;..I know you proposed that before.. ah.. we talked about things.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus glances back. &quot;Does that change your opinion any?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">See this is the real reason I didn't bring Tathi. *bricked!!*


 * Edaric shakes his head, and returns the grin. &quot;Why would it? Friend or... other things, anybody's welcome at a Talespinner.&quot; :3 &quot;Besides, I owe you one.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Kay.&quot; He looks ahead and beams in genuinely high spirits. &quot;Great! I know it's a little early in the day for it, but, man, I don't even care after all the muck we got through in that city.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Let me just run off and get my duty out of the way.&quot; :3

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sure thing! Meet you at the Toris place?&quot; :3

Meany:<font color="#000000">Also you can sell the Yoriver story to the bards down south at a premium rate.

Meany:<font color="#000000">|D

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

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;See you in a few, then!&quot;


 * Dr. Hatari takes this opportunity to spend a little Tomgold. Token adjust.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas heads off to the LMS building. Lia fatigue check?


 * Liatai offers thumbs-up. Full pot of tea, and fresh bread. Good to go. :9

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Crunch crunch crunch -- bloop.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Spot: &#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 2 + 5 = 7&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; Listen: &#171;  &#160;1d20+5 = 20 + 5 = 25&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&gt;:o

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom briefly puts his ear to the door for no reason, apparently.

Smoke:<font color="#000000">You hear as you approach -- WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF -- and the sound of canine feet plowing through the snowdrift to your left!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">|D


 * Thomas Lazarus braces for dogpact.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;SMOKE! Dammit, HEEL!&quot;


 * You roll to yourself: 1d20+11 =&gt; 16 + 11 = 27Smoke:<font color="#000000">ERRRRRT! The dog skids to a stop in the snow, sending up a spray. |D;;;;;


 * Thomas Lazarus laughs. &quot;Hi, Smoke.&quot; ^^

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sorry -- Boy, you can't go charging off after every --&quot; A hat-man rounds the corner, and he tips the brim of his usual headgear up. &quot;... Tom?&quot; &gt;:.


 * Thomas Lazarus waves. ^^

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

Meany:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm back from Yoriver.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#000000">&quot;Everyone is dead.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Aren't you in Yoriver?&quot; &gt;:.

Meany:<font color="#000000">&quot;...I need a hug..&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well, I came back.&quot; He states incredulously with a smirk. &quot;Magic.&quot;


 * Smoke whines, looking back and forth between Flint and Tom.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Had to drop Anise off before we kept on going North, amongst other things.&quot;

Smoke:<font color="#000000">Whiiiiine. &gt;8

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;D'awww.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus stoops and holds arms out welcomingly. |D


 * Flint Carthan grins, tipping the bridge of his hat back down. &quot;Yeah, okay. Go say hi, boy.&quot;

Smoke:<font color="#000000">8D !!!

Smoke:<font color="#000000">PLOW

Smoke:<font color="#000000">Enjoy your wet dog, wagging, licking greeting.


 * Thomas Lazarus laughs and gives smoke a big doggie hug, complete with generous ear-rufflings.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well that settles it. You're the genuine article.&quot;


 * Landon Skar mutely raises a palm in the background in greeting.


 * Smoke is wiggling all over the place. 8D


 * Thomas Lazarus is in an especially good mood, now. |D He returns the wave with one hand, still getting dog'd and all, and checks his laughter for long enough to talk.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;How've things been? Anything worse than blizzards?&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not a thing. Outside of the monthly lycan flareup, of course. Smoke here caught his first wererat on the third.&quot; |3

Smoke:<font color="#000000">Lick lick lick wag wag wag dog dog dog |D

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Good boy..&quot; |D


 * Thomas Lazarus pauses. |D;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">My mom's watching her not-soaps in the background. So the wrong ambience. |D;;;


 * Thomas Lazarus is a little fridge horror'd since he knows lycans and is getting slobbered.


 * Thomas Lazarus stands and dusts himself off.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well, that's good, I guess.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Better bored than busy, with what we do.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Me, I've been.. busy.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Speaking of,&quot; He juts a thumb at the doors.


 * Flint Carthan catches the look. &quot;Apprehending him, that's it. Best not to kill a lycan unless you can't help it. -- Right, better not keep you. How long're you in town?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus looks a little guilty and nods at the correction.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Pff.. hours. I only just spoke with the acting commander in Yoriver and got cleared to leave the city to do this. Things are still buzzing there. There are...&quot; He trails off and sighs. &quot;..Well. I guess I should save the details for the Commander.&quot; {:3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;But it strikes me that this is how we always meet these days. We'll have to all have a drink some time when I get back and off duty proper.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;You know where to find us.&quot; Flint offers a lazy salute. &quot;Should be headed off on patrol, ourselves. Got an ETA on when you're coming back for real?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He sighs. &quot;'Fraid not. No idea..&quot; He shakes his head a little. &quot;..The first time.. we met Salishea and she sent us off on something like a whole pirate-routing operation. I have no idea what they're gonna do when we get to the citadel. Could be days... or weeks.&quot; He shrugs helplessly.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I guess we'll see.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Damn. Well, don't be a stranger.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He nods and waves to the others.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;C'mon, Smoke, heel. Tom's been thoroughly greeted by now.&quot; |3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I didn't want to let him think I was blowing him off this time; I'm starting to feel super bad about never having time for Flint. |D;


 * You roll to yourself: 1d20+11 =&gt; 13 + 11 = 24* Smoke licks Tom's hand one last time before trotting back to Flint's side.


 * Thomas Lazarus smiles and heads inside.

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Hey, there he is! The man who was in the thick of it all!&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">The player is having a Heavy Weapons Guy moment as he sees everyone's HD.


 * Dr. Hatari bricked.

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

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thomas!&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus offers a sheepish wave. &quot;Telling stories already, huh.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Your saved copy of Rin has that footer? |D;

Railock:<font color="#000000">don't have it saved, just grabbed first one I saw off temple map

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Oh. :B

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;How are you? Good to see you -- though we didn't expect you back so soon!&quot;

Alissa Remina:<font color="#000000">&quot;How'd you get here so fast?! Anise's been skimping on the details!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Alive.&quot; He sighs and smiles.

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey, I said magic!&quot; &gt;:P

Alissa Remina:<font color="#000000">&quot;Deeeeeetaiiiiiiils.&quot; =3=

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Maaaaaaaagiiiiiiiiic.&quot; &gt;:P

Railock:<font color="#000000">magic. aint gotta explain shit.

Railock:<font color="#000000">now if only that could be thomas's official report

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well. A spell. I guess I've been getting enough of a workout from the stuff in Yoriver that I can handle Recalling now. ... Still not quite as good as our wizard, but..&quot; He shrugs, apparently content.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Shit's on fire, yo. Aight, I'm out, I got a date. &quot; And then he leaves the office.

Arlene Morgan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Impressive... if it's true.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus rests his hands on his waist and huffs. &quot;If it's true??&quot; |D;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's true. Our Pelorite teddybear's turned into a magical dire bear. Just, y'know. Fluffy.&quot; XP

Railock:<font color="#000000">but at least he's not a...

Railock:<font color="#000000">dire badger

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">D:

Tokens dropped onto map 'Leaden Mace Society'Dire Badger:<font color="#000000">fear me!

Dire Badger:<font color="#000000">dire badger attack on the dog!

Smoke:<font color="#000000">BADGER :O *chases*


 * Thomas Lazarus huffs again. &quot; Well. It still wasn't enough to deal with Hamatula.&quot;

Tokens dropped onto map 'Leaden Mace Society'Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;You've been fighting hamatula?!&quot; O_o

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Mmn.&quot; ^^; &quot;Please excuse me. It's been a while since I sent updates. The commander needs to be appraised of the situation.&quot;

Dire Tiger:<font color="#000000">tiger attacks smoke! eat badger will you! sorry if I'm throwing too much audiance popcorn

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;I told you. Dire bear. Just fluffy.&quot; |3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;The important thing is that the city is on the path to recovery.&quot;

Tokens dropped onto map 'Leaden Mace Society'Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes, of course, he's upstairs.&quot;

Dire Bear:<font color="#000000">he's not big enough

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Quit spawning bears. &gt;:O

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">All right, who's been futzing with the summoning scrolls?

Tokens dropped onto map 'Leaden Mace Society'Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas heads upstairs. He nods to Frost. &quot;Brother.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus knocks on Ashmore's door a couple times.

Aldura:<font color="#000000">Yip!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">D'aaawwww puppehs |D


 * Leiden Frost nods back after a bit, as though he doesn't quite recognize Thomas. &quot;Brother.&quot;

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;Identify yourself.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus is broken out of his puppeh adoration with a wild cringe as he realizes what he's biting off.

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

Tokens dropped onto map 'Leaden Mace Society'Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">Silence for a bit. &quot;.... Again?&quot;

Giant Porcupine whispers: bur but...giant porcupines and skunks! all right I'll stop being annoying


 * Thomas Lazarus clears his throat. &quot;Inquisitor Lazarus, sir. Reporting on Yoriver situation and escorting Inquisitor Berilan back to headquarters.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">WHO TOLD YOU YOU COULD LEAVE EARLY, THOMAS

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Quiet. =3=

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">GET BACK IN THERE, THOMAS

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">=3=;

</i>Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">There's another bit of silence on the other side, and then the door is opened a bit. &quot;.... So you are. ......&quot;

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;How?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He offers a hand in greeting, smiling very nervously. ^^;;

Aldura:<font color="#000000">Wag wag wag wag. :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I cast a prayer of Recall, sir.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I figured it would be more, ahhh, efficient than resorting to Sendings, all business considered.&quot;

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

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">go on in and submit to your reaming thomas


 * Dr. Hatari is laughing at Tom's plight already.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Bullies. |3;


 * Alberic Ashmore is silent a moment more, staring at Thomas... but eventually he clears his throat. &quot;... Yes. Hm. ... That it is. ..... Enter.&quot; Tom, you have seen a rare creature. The off-guard Ashmore.

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">take the puppy with you. use it as a shield any time he gets mad, draw his attention to it

Liatai:<font color="#000000">ANTS D8

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">In pants? =3=c

Liatai:<font color="#000000">AFTER MY TEA. It doesn't even have sugar, go away! D:


 * Thomas Lazarus adjusts his worn and torn collar. &quot;Thank you, sir.&quot; ^^; He has scarcely had the time or consideration to mend it up yet, such as events have been.

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">ants? I've heard that green tea contains the same chemicals they use to make tracks...so if you pour green tea around, it's like a human walking intoa room of nothing but blinding light, and they back out cause they can't tell where they are going

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">D8 NOOOO ANTS LEAVE MY TEA ALONE

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">brb 1 shake while Lia freaks out, bio |D

Tokens dropped onto map 'Leaden Mace Society'Giant Ant:<font color="#000000">Ants!


 * Alberic Ashmore takes a seat, and steeples his fingers. &quot;... Word of Recall. Your magical signature is too complex to belong to an illusion, and holds too little illusion magic to belong to an impostor. That is not an insignificant amount of power, Inquisitor Lazarus.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus takes a seat.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Thank you, sir.&quot; He pauses, and glances away frankly. &quot; ..I think .&quot;

Meany:<font color="#000000">&quot;When I left you, I was the student. Now I am the master.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#000000">And they swordfight to the death.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It's been a ''very.. trying..'' operation, commander.&quot;

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">last time you were here you were about equal level

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">now heres the real kicker. will tom tell ashmore about his new assignment he wants? :P

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He raises his right hand and points to the now excessively decorated hilt of his holy blade, sporting holy icons for augmenting banishments. &quot;This has been my first occasion to but my new magical 'muscle' to something besides combat. And there was no shortage of exercise to be had in the north.&quot;


 * Alberic Ashmore listens, not daring to interrupt now that Tom's actually reporting in. *brick'd*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;But, I am pleased to say, that the conflict has finally come to a resolution. The fiendish forces have been routed, and, we believe, the ones responsible taken into custody.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">|D;;;

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( I lol'd. ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He blinks aside, growing slightly flustered. ''Oh no. I always had time to think of all the details when I wrote reports. Quick, remember all the things. |3;;''

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">.........Ffffffffff--*bricked*

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

Meany:<font color="#000000">I think Tom sprung a leak.


 * Teeny Rin 1 puts a cork in all of tom's holes to stop the leaks


 * Alberic Ashmore nods shallowly. &quot;How many casualties?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus cradles an elbow and his chin. |3c;;

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

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">&quot;1. Tom's dignity&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;None of the forces we brought in suffered casualties.&quot; He considers the other factors. &quot;There've unfortunately been wanton civilian casualties from before we arrived ...&quot; He pauses and considers again. &quot;The majority of the resident LMS operatives were able to be subdued and exorcised by my hand without resorting to lethal force. I can unfortunately confirm that several were slain before our arrival, mostly by possessed members covering their own tracks.&quot; Another sober pause.


 * Liatai has nice happy music playing at last -- in a srs reporting scene. Fffff. XD http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=endscreen&amp;NR=1&amp;v=cMWn6wBhaEA

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;The Steel Shepards brought in an army regiment and engaged in street clearing. I can't say how many soldiers died. Dozens, certainly.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">--While I report deaths?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Really??


 * Thomas Lazarus bricked.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">This mini is cursed with inappropriate music. =3=;;;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">brb 1 sec, strudels :9

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">tell the truth, your just trying to buy tom time

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I'm not actually scrambling. &gt;:P


 * Alberic Ashmore nods somberly. &quot;... Steel Shepherds. The name is vaguely familiar. A cavalry regiment, most likely. ... We will likely need to wait for their reports for the full details.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus scrambles. =3=;;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">FFFFF MORE ANTS -- ON MY D&amp;D BOOKS D8

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Formians. =3=

</i>Tokens dropped onto map 'Leaden Mace Society'Giant Ant:<font color="#000000">all your stuff are belong to us!

Giant Ant:<font color="#000000">aww I was just gonna say one thing with it

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He nods faintly. &quot;I'll write up a complete report -- and I brought Inquisitor Berilan back with me, as I said, so she can also give an account. There was... a lot.&quot; He smiles a bit weakly at the lame understatement. &quot;..But my analysis of the events has lead me to conclude that.. several of the most powerful figures in Yoriver -- Commander Charles Whittaker, Count Montclaire, possibly others -- were conscious and willing Hextorians. Their plotting and exploitation of a duergar artifact, far below the surface of the city, lead to the mass fiendish incursion.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;The aforementioned are alive and in custody. The latter was destroyed in my presence. Acting commander Roy Stanford is still handling remaining matters on site with the army.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000"> Yeah that probably covers it good enough for now. Good job. =3=c *bricked*

</i>Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">tom needs to take leadership. His cohort? a secretary to do reports for him, and that's all.

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;So some element of the command structure remains. Good work. The High Command should be mobilizing shortly to assist. How long are you planning to stay in Castleton?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">We've discussed this. No one would follow Tom. He's a follower. XP

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">Ed would

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I'm not gonna pull a Tathi/Barbarus/Shankfang and cohort my love interest. *blam'd*

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">Tom seduces ed for the sole reason he's a bard and can be convinced to write up good reports for him

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;A few hours, originally. I brought a few allies with the Recall that have business of their own in the city. I'll be Recalling back to the Yoriver temple of light some time after noon -- without Inquisitor Berilan -- and we'll continue our mission to the northeast regarding the dragons.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#000000">Hey hey hey.

Meany:<font color="#000000">Barbie and Primera aren't love interests yet. :V

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">call BS

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">They sleep together. It's close enough. e_e

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">fuck buddies, love intrest same damn thing

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;As long as that's acceptable, sir.&quot; He straightens up a little as he remembers himself.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;.. Beg your pardon. Been autonomous for some time.&quot; =w=;

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;That is acceptable. Provided you send your report as soon as you are able.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus nods. &quot;Yes, sir. Considering the gravity of the situation, I'll make sure to complete it and hand it off before Recalling back to the city.&quot;


 * Alberic Ashmore nods with approval.

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">sure sure


 * Thomas Lazarus seems to slacken a little.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;If that's acceptable, sir.. ... ..with all due respect, I'd like to take my leave and enjoy being away from that nightmarish place.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I was under the impression when I got the Exorcism ability that my first opportunity for using it wouldn't be hundreds of times; save a city D|

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;By all means. With any luck, you will never need to face such a situation again during your career. The fact that you have returned alive speaks volumes alone.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#000000">Spoken purposefully or with a doubt.

Meany:<font color="#000000">A wish is a wish when spoken out.

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">wait. you have to teleport back before noon

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">so altonor can get his lawyer cash

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas smirks wearily and raises his brows. There's just a tinge of pride. &quot;Oh, man. Just wait until you see the report.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">We'll assume Altonor got an advance payment. :P

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He redignifies himself with a salute. &quot;Thank you, Commander.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Either that, or it goes to Masabel.

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">what about gamal?


 * Dr. Hatari jazz hands.

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">cause his ability to buy stuff to stay in communication did kinda hinge on that

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Subjective Akellon time!


 * Masabel acts as begrudging gold mule, swearing the whole while. &gt;:E *brick'd*

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Time dilation faffing phenomenon!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">AS LONG AS WE KEEP MUCKIN' ABOUT, THE HOUR HAND ON THE CLOCK NEVER MOVES. |D

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">maybe it's in another tiem zone so after noon in castleton is before noon in yoriver? wait wrogn direction....

Alberic Ashmore:<font color="#000000">&quot;Cudgel sweep your path clean, inquisitor.&quot; Ashmore nods.


 * Thomas Lazarus stands and steps out.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... Okay time to switch back to happy music. |D *brick'd*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=596qaxm-u4o&amp;list=RD02NZZlQAOLXjA

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I survived.. Yoriver. |D

Liatai:<font color="#000000">.. Well that was jarring. O_o I had the song Kerishorak's human form art came from going, and tabbed back to Youtube to see it right there. :B


 * Thomas Lazarus vaguely alludes to PTSD, escapes reporting. \o/ *bricked*

Aldura:<font color="#000000">A celestial Corgi pup waddles along in Tom's footsteps.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">XP It helps Ashmore's had a traumatic experience with possession in the Mace as well.


 * Thomas Lazarus giggles and rubs Aldura's head with the toe of his boot.

Aldura:<font color="#000000">|D

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


 * Liatai checks tired meter. &quot;Good to continue if you are. :3&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">My meter still reads &quot;more than all of you forever&quot;. Just let me know when you have to stop. :B

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;And their commander! Lieutenant. Acting commander. He had this one normal eye, and the other one...&quot; Anise seems to be in the middle of story mode.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I figure we can just background some events and pick back up on session proper Saturday. As long as it's acknowledged in the timeline, I'm happy. Not like I'll have time to mini tomorrow. ^^;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Aw, but... Torises. |D; And I had a small scene ready for the Talespinner.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You wouldn't believe how many times I almost addressed him as 'Commander Scary Eyeball' to his face, oh my gosh.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Then we'll get to them! *Washington crossing Delaware pose*


 * Anise Berilan laughs!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It was like dancing on my tongue every time. I don't know how I would've ever recovered from that.&quot; He smirks.

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;And good lord I've never seen so many missing body parts in a Mace branch, all in one place!&quot;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;I was half sure I'd turn a corner to find a guy in a uniform missing his head just wandering around, and the Yorivers shrugging and going --&quot; A poor Grant impression. &quot;Yeah, he's one of us.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;No kidding. I was beginning to wonder if they were just reassigning people there when they lost eyes or legs or arms or what have you. Good thing, though.. they were tough.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">x3


 * Thomas Lazarus snaps and points. &quot;--You weren't there when we got side-swiped by a purple worm.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Commander Stanford charged it immediately and punched it.&quot; He raises his brows.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Just... with his hand.&quot;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;No, I wasn't!&quot; &gt;:O &quot;I only saw a couple teeth -- what are you serious?!&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">^^;


 * Thomas Lazarus makes a weak left hook gesture.


 * Thomas Lazarus smiles.


 * Teeny Rin 1 is glad I was able to provide some good combat moments for the npc's under my control

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Damn! Remind me to send some drinks up the Yoriver way! I knew they were tough, but not punch a purple worm in the gut tough!&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus widens his eyes a little. &quot;I know. Tomi was there.. and she punched it too. But the commander.. didn't.. you know. Have crazy magic and ki-training to weaponize his punch into a purple worm fighting weapon. It was like.. if.. I punched it. And he didn't even hesitate.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus smirks at the story for a moment.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Alright, well.. I'll be back again before we leave.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Gotta compose a full report before I start forgetting.&quot;

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">pfft. punching things with a fist and everyones all gaga over you. train your whole life to fight with blades and everyones eh, whatever.

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Right. Seeya! I'll try not to spoil the really good bits.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">It's not my fault punching is infinitely cooler than using weapons.

Roy Stanford:<font color="#000000">That implies that bare-handed fighters don't train their whole lives to fight with their fists.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Hmph. Be my guest.&quot; ^^; He doesn't seem to relish the idea of writing a novel before teleporting back.

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">it's just how much more respect they get for slapping things than weapon users, even if the weapon user could slice and dice them no problem

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

</i>Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Well. I'm going to go visit a few more friends first. Take care.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Probably because everyone has fists, but not everyone has swords. So swordsfolk are expected to be pretty extraordinary. But there's a world of difference between a drunken brawler and a trained fighter. ^^;

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">HEY.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">There are exceptions. |D;;; *brick'd*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">|D

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">heh. well I'm actually glad gamals retring on that front. was getting kinda annoying that moment someone who fights with fists comes along (and anyone at our level is at least decent) and all the glory got piled on em immediatly

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He waves farewall to his allies and returns to the roads.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">... Okay I'm going to have to point out you're kind of embellishing the contrast. Suck it up. :P

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">To the Pearldust!

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey, Tom!&quot; Ed waves, a bag slung over his shoulder.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He waves. &quot;Hope I didn't keep you.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;What's that?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Nope, not at all.&quot; He offers the bag. &quot;Your cut of the loot. I ran into Gnogglebolt on the way and helped divvy it up.&quot; :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Ohhhh..&quot; He takes a peek.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Shinies!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">$w$

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Right in time to put it to use.&quot; |3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom stops and considers. &quot;.......&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus looks to Ed in bewilderment.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; What day is it?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">The realization that he's been living like a Marine for weeks and has no idea what day it is comes crashing on Tom like a heap of flour sacks.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Uhm... lemme think.&quot; ... |D; &quot;-- Hey!&quot; Ed hails a random passerby. &#171; &#160;1d20+16 = 18 + 16 = 34&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;


 * Thomas Lazarus relaxes a little, seeing that he isn't the only one. He smirks.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Bahamon 6th. Sei. Still 1221.&quot; |D;;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I have no idea what that means.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh okay.&quot; |D

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">brb 1 shake, little dog pestering me like he needs to be let out

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Bahamon = month; it's November 24th on our calendar. Sei is the sixth day of the week, the &quot;weekend&quot; day. 1221 CA is the current year. XP

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I must have the music higher than I realized

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's pouring rain like crazy. |D; *drip*


 * Liatai offers a towel. x3;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom heads on in! ... Assuming people work on Sei.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Maybe he'll try the knob first. |D;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Oh, yeah, that's right, Sei.&quot; Ed looks up at the sign, but he's preempted.

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">the pearldust has a schedule of days open ont he wiki


 * Thomas Lazarus slumps.

Brian:<font color="#000000">&quot;We're closed! Come back tomorrow unless it's an emergency!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I wish so badly that I had Ghost Sound right now.

Vira Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot; D-d-d-- don't be rude, Brian, &quot; a little voice squeaks up from somewhere in the shop.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">I have it. &gt;:3c

Edaric:<font color="#000000">What's the plan?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I was thinking of throwing my voice like a distressed damsel and something to the effect of 'but what'm'I'gonna do with all these rogue stones ooohhh~' or something crushingly corny like that. |D


 * Thomas Lazarus immolate'd.

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


 * Thomas Lazarus shrugs with a resigned smirk.

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

Terri:<font color="#000000">A little face appears in the window...

Terri:<font color="#000000">8D !!! &quot;EEE!!! It's Mr. Tom and Mr. Ed!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Spot check for horses. =3=c *bricked*


 * Thomas Lazarus waves. ^^

Brian:<font color="#000000">&quot; How the devil.... &quot;

Nathaniel Toris:<font color="#000000">An old voice chuckles within as you hear the door getting unlatched. &quot; Magic. &quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Your doorway is graced with this guy grinning. &quot;Haha, sorry; I had no idea what day it was. It's kind of been a jumble of day and night and night and day and underground and sleeping during noon and.. stuff..&quot; ^^;

Terri:<font color="#000000">The door gets opened. &quot;Hiiiiiiiiiii!&quot; 8D Tom's waist gets hugged.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;D'aww, hi kiddo.&quot; He looks down fondly and pats Terri's head a couple times. {|3

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Don't be silly, Mr. Tom! You're a family friend! You don't gotta wait for business hours!&quot; :D

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Hmmm~&quot; He smirks and considers, with a glance to Brian.

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hi Mr. Ed!&quot; The hug lamprey switches hosts. &quot;C'mon in, c'mon c'mon!&quot;

Brian:<font color="#000000">He seems to be inspecting your armor and weapons from afar. :/

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">good thing you didn't let the sword get sundered or anything

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">After-market modifications. Silver tokens and angel feathers and soot from Hell!

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oof. Hey, Terri!&quot; Terri gains more headpats. :3

Brian:<font color="#000000">Oh that feather gets attention. &quot;.... Is that feather from what I think it's from?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It's good to see you all.&quot; He smiles. &quot;Sorry for intruding on your off-hours.&quot; ^^;

Ian Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;Poppycock. Friends of the family are welcome at any time, hours of operation or not.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Hmmm. Probably.&quot; He offers a coy, smug look. &quot;I guess I'm not surprised you picked up on it.&quot;

Vira Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot; It's really pretty. &quot; o.o

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">is terri hug grappling ed?

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Terri seems to have gained a new mount. She's ended up on Ed's shoulders for a bit.

Terri:<font color="#000000">I have +10 to Diplomacy checks for kid stuff! \o/ *brick'd*


 * Thomas Lazarus offers Nathaniel a little bow. &quot;..Thank you for your assistance. There are hungry families eating tonight for your trouble.&quot;

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">...as terri ages/levels, you should focus her on getting grappling feats. to represent all her time practicing hugging

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Mr. Tom Mr. Tom I wanna meet your sister! \o/&quot; &quot;Hahahahaha, ahhhhhhh let's talk about candy!&quot; &quot;Yay! ..What?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Terri wants to learn SUPLEX. *bricked*


 * Nathaniel Toris smiles vaguely. &quot;Thank young Tim and Citrine for being willing to brave the gauntlet. It was their hands, not mine, that brought everything where it needed to be.&quot;

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">terri trains under tomi. tomi allows simply to have said she's traing a dragon?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... Where's that pugilist Terri picture.

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">you HAVE a pugilist terri?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's funny because this isn't the first time we've fanon'd this. :B

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">hah. I wasn't there so sorry for repeating

Liatai:<font color="#000000">http://postimg.org/image/i6drfwkqj/

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">heh. terri gains a few levels under tomi. ages up, and is suddenly best grappler around simply due to dragon size/strength

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;He got our appreciation as well. There were some pretty crazy things down there he was buying off us.&quot; He cradles his chin and raises a brow while smirking. &quot;..I think it was Max that said purple worms were some sort of delicacy? I'm not sure I really believed it until he was buying one from us for that price..&quot; ^^;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;You fought a purple worm?!&quot; :O

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

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Didja try any? Grandfather's got -- WHOOOOOOOOA!&quot; 8O

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's true, I was there too.&quot; :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You'll have to take my word for it, though. We sold all the parts for supplies.&quot; |D;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Awww. Grandpa, you should share your recipe with them! In case they find another one!&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus suppress squirming. |D;;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well, hopefully that won't be coming up again any time soon. They were still pretty scary.&quot; ^^;


 * Nathaniel Toris chuckles. &quot;And how is the young drow in your company? Kerishorak was nigh livid when he scried last night for a chat.&quot;

Nathaniel Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;I suppose a battle with a purple worm explains the acid damage to the seal.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Ee..&quot; He blanches a little. &quot;Was he?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Uhh... yeah... guess it does.&quot; ^^;;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;He's still the same old... dangerously... nonchalant... unfazable Sszeyl.&quot; |D;

Nathaniel Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Someone is watching him currently, I hope.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I hope. *bricked*

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yeah, yeah, no worries there!&quot; ^^;; &quot;Swallowtail -- yeah, what Tom said. They've been sticking close lately.&quot;

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">she's about the only one possible, gamal's trying to prepare to get ported with altonor so...yeah. only her

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I ... am a bit concerned.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">:o &quot;Are they crushing?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;If only because of how not concerned he is.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus glances to Terri with wide eyes and whispers scandalously, &quot; Probably.&quot; 83 


 * Edaric chuckles a bit. &quot;Maybe. It's hard to tell with Sszeyl.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot; Ooooooooo! &quot; 8O


 * Thomas Lazarus laughs.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Ah, well..&quot; ^^


 * Nathaniel Toris nods. &quot;... Kerishorak spoke along those lines as well. Perhaps Calaserian will be able to shed light on the issue.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Speaking of which..&quot; He rubs his chin.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Yoriver seems to be in capable hands, and we're plotting the next arm of our journey on his behalf.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Might you have any words of caution for when we continue on to skydragon citadel?&quot; He pauses for a long moment.

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">and what is it with almost every PC trying to find a girl! only one I think besides gamal that hasn't is gnoggle. cause he's married to his toys

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;.......&quot; {|3 &quot;That...&quot;

Lauren Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;Which pass are you planning to take?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;...is somewhere we need to visit, right?&quot;


 * Nathaniel Toris chuckles. &quot;Yes.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; I'm sorry I.. I am bad at this.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus is honest. |D;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well.. we hadn't really discussed a route yet. I suppose Gnogglebolt will determine it. He has been navigating our vehicle by map.&quot;

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">only till someone can come along and burn the damn vehicle

Lauren Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;Silverslide is broad and gently sloped, but runs a greater than normal avalanche risk. Monkshood is steep and craggy, but would give you a fairly straight path to the citadel. Snowgate is a gentle path, but a roundabout one.&quot;

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">silverslide. if were lucky we can get the train stuck there

Lauren Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;If you could fly, it would be less of an issue, but you cannot hope to fight the winds of a mountain blizzard as a creature your size.&quot;

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">actually question. IS the train being used to get to the citadel? or is gnoggle going a different way?


 * Thomas Lazarus considers. &quot;Oh, I see.. I'll let our driver know that.&quot; :.c

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


 * Terri is set down.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well, it's a pretty strong machine. It had no problems on the roads or deserts. I was wondering more.. umm..&quot; &gt;:9

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Is there anything we should be aware of when we approach?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It sounds like a pretty forboding place!&quot;

Lauren Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;They're not likely to let you into the citadel itself without proving you have business there.&quot;


 * Nathaniel Toris nods. &quot;The seals should suffice. I have sent advance word to Calaserian. Provided you can navigate the mountains, you should have little difficulty.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh, okay. Good to hear, then. I think we'll be alright now.&quot; :3


 * Nathaniel Toris reaches behind the desk and pulls out a marked piece of parchment. &quot;This may assist you. I planned to send a copy north to the passes, but your arrival is serendipitous. These are the easiest paths to the tower.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh!&quot; He peers.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Thankfully Gnogglebolt is driving and not Shankfang, so I trust he'll use these.&quot; He chuckles.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000"> Maybe. &gt;.&gt;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Mazians. =3=


 * Edaric is playing with Terri in the background.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;May I?&quot; He takes the parchment, only casually observing the routes on it.

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


 * Thomas Lazarus bows again. &quot;With any luck, it won't be long before we're up that way. Those machines.. they move almost as fast as Max did in flight. I think I actually preferred not rumbling and jolting around on the ground the whole time.&quot;

Matthew Toris:<font color="#000000">You can almost feel the whole family swelling a bit with pride at that. &quot;Of course. No machine can truly match a dragon for flight.&quot; |3

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">only till he invents the jet engine

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">That's not how I meant it, but I don't dare correct them on the sentiment. |D;


 * Thomas Lazarus bricked.


 * Lauren Toris fusses over Tom's torn coat, and a few glowy motes of light dance over it, patching up some minor damage.

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;How long're you stayin'? We were gonna make meatloaf tonight!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;--Oh! Thank you, ma'am.&quot; ^^; &quot;I.. really just came back from Yoriver. I didn't even think about it.&quot;


 * Edaric bites his tongue and decides not to ask what kind of meat. &gt;.&gt;;

Tokens dropped onto map 'Pearldust Pawn Shop'Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">too bad he doesn't have 3 recalls memorized. now that his clothes are fixed he could go say hi to his mom and introduce his boytoy to her. the others returning could go with tathi

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">TITANLOAF &gt;:O

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Quiet you. =3=

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Not that long, I'm afraid.&quot; He offers a courteous smile. &quot;Thank you, but we'll need to be getting back before then. The others will be waiting, and I've a little bit of work I need to take care of before that. Perhaps next time.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Aww. Okay. Next time.&quot;

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

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

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Crisis of conscience. Get plastered before writing report or skip out..

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">:|;;

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">he's memorizing recalls and visitng the toris's for dinner every night now won't he?

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">have ed help write the report, THEN get plastered

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tom's right, kiddo; we've got folks waiting back in Yoriver for us, and a few other errands to run. Just thought we'd stop in and say hello.&quot; :3

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">|3c;;;;;; *bricked*

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sure you can't stay?&quot; &gt;:

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yeah... sorry.&quot; ^^;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">...... No. No, I am done working for everyone else selflessly and tirelessly married to my duty.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I'll just say Anise wrote it. =3=c *brick'd!!*

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">Oh boy....

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Aww... We'll just hafta make it again when you come back!&quot; Determined nod.


 * Thomas Lazarus chuckles. &quot;Thank you. I'm sure it'll be grand.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Perhaps we'll visit again soon. We'll see what the north holds.&quot; :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Thank you again for the guidance.&quot; A parting bow.

Nathaniel Toris:<font color="#000000">&quot;You are quite welcome. Take care.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Oh! Wait wait wait! You gotta promise me one thing before you go! One thing!&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus gives Terri a headruffle. |3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Hm?&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Can you ask Uncle Calaserian to smile?&quot; :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Uh-oh. &quot;Doeeessss he not like smiling?&quot; ^^;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Nooooo. I just think he gets lonely in the citadel with just watchin' Sivrak all the time. He looked sad when I last saw 'im.&quot; {:3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I see..&quot; He smiles a little. &quot;Alright. I'll see what I can do.

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

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yay! Thank you~&quot; :D &quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... Well.&quot; |D; &quot;Since he's dealing with Sszeyl, I can't promise he won't become super frustrated regardless. But I shall try.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Atleast we'll be company.&quot; |D;;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll make cookies if you do!&quot; :D

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Think of the cookiiiiiiiiies.&quot; 83


 * Thomas Lazarus laughs. &quot;Terri's best-in-the-world cookies. Alright.&quot; ^^

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You folks have a lovely day.&quot;


 * Terri hugs the both of you before you leave. &quot;You too! Be careful!&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus heads out with a wave!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">OH WAIT I BUY A +4 CLOAK SOMEWHERE. &gt;.&gt; *bricked*


 * Thomas Lazarus gains Turnings.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">All right, hate to say it, but I should probably turn in. ^^;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">nnnnnnnnffffffffff sooo cloooose D|

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Quit whining Tom. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">There was just one tiny little scene snippet I had in my head as Tom and Ed entered the Talespinner; I've got enough juice to play that out, at least. :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Okay, lets.


 * Thomas Lazarus heads off to the tavern in good spirits. Its been a day of enjoyment so far that he couldn't have gleaned from just a party at the Bee &amp; Flower.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Vworp! &quot;Looks like the sign's still down. It's like tradition. The sign never stays up for longer than two weeks before someone either knocks it down or makes off with it.&quot; x3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;They keep stealing the sign?&quot; |D;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He heads on inside.


 * Edaric shrugs. &quot;Olidammarans.&quot; :3

Traran:<font color="#000000">Across the tavern, a half-elf drinking from a tankard looks in the direction of the opening door -- and does a bit of a spit-take, choking on his drink.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">:3;


 * Thomas Lazarus offers an open palm in greeting.


 * Thomas Lazarus glances down.

Thomas Lazarus:<i><font color="#FF0000">Oh god I'm still in uniform. =w=;

</i>Darroth Denbury:<font color="#000000">&quot;Now there's a sight for sore eyes. Haven't seen yeh around lately, Ed. Mornin', inquisitor.&quot;

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

Young Elven Woman:<font color="#000000">A young elf looks on in worry as the red-haired half-elf catches his breath again.

Traran:<font color="#000000">&quot; (Teleporting. Right. I forgot they could teleport.) &quot; =3=;;;; (Elven)

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&gt;|3c;;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000"> &quot;That reminds me. Ed, do you think you could help me with my elven some time?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Technically... Tom already allocated the skillpoints.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">But. You know.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot; Sure, anytime -- Ael says my accent's not that great, but, elves. &quot; :3 He raises a palm to the tavern. &quot;Mornin', Darroth!&quot; And the two of them can take a seat wherever they like to carry on with talking and drinking... we can fade to black any time.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Sounds good!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It can just be acknowledged that they have a good time, and Tom enjoys getting to know Ed a little better. Meanwhile, in New York, it's late as fuck. |D

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">So I allow you to go.

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

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

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">holy shit it's almost 2 here didn't realize the time

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Quite the fun little macrosession. X3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Yeeaaahhh that was just.. that was just a regular session. |D;

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

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">thank you for keeping us from faffing about yet another saturday still in yoriver :P

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">We didn't even do all the stuff I thought we would. Gnogglebolt and Shankfang were AWOL.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Good thing. |D;

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">yeah I know it's likely to happen again anyway

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">ram's mentioned he doesn't feel like playing shank at all anymore

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">so may not matter that much

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">In response to the mini-idea or just in general?

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">in general

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Not to mention Tathi shot my original plan for the Talespinner scene in the foot. x3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Oh?

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">he seems to be itching to get to the new chars more than miron or I by far

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Ohhh. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I just couldn't resist the teleport reaction. (Sorry Rhy. XP ) *brick'd*

Traran:<font color="#000000">You owe me a new drink, DM. &gt;:\

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Ohhh I should have Tathi teleport me to Resca for a few nights. Then I can recall there and get gourmet chocolates and foreign wine and rainbow glass and.. |Dc

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">The party is unchained. They're GREEDVERSING.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Hey, good idea! :D

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">THEY CAN DO ANYTHING

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">oh god NO!

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">hehe


 * Liatai counts her blessings she has ten bajillion old maps saved. |D;;; *brick'd*

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">yeah....

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Speaking of which, campaign file saved, so I'm gonna snag a log and hit the hay. :3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Goodnight. Fun mini!

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">may need to start dynamically loading them in response to tathi and tom

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Fun times. Hope nobody seemed too out of character from lack of practice. ^^;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Not in the slightest, good show.

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">see you in the morning to bug you for another mini for gamal to talk to more people about altonor :P

Teeny Rin 1:<font color="#000000">I'm going to crash myself. night all

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