Session 92.1

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Tokens dropped onto map 'Tinker Workshop and VG HQ'Liatai:I see, I see :3

Gamal-Junayd:this way we have trample. ::sage nod:: TMG has connected.

TMG:mind an audience? :U

* Gamal-Junayd kicks tech. again and again and again :){

TMG:.....I guess I should take that as a yes. &gt;.&gt;

Gamal-Junayd:was meant to be a :) on the end

TMG:oh, uh. So. Okay, or not okay? :B

Gamal-Junayd:eh. care not

TMG:alright then. :B *hides*

Liatai:So, I'm on VG HQ. You?

Gamal-Junayd:same. since it's what I loaded on

Gamal-Junayd:though I doubt it'd actually happen there

Liatai:Indeed. You'd have to actually go to the prison to talk with the prisoner.

GM:So... take it away whenever you're ready. :3 Any particular day you had in mind for this to take place?

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">Unless he's being sent off fast...after I have the new robe and 2nd merciful weapon.

* Gamal-Junayd would head to the prison, probably on a day he'd set up ahead of time to be an apointment so it's not a suprise to the guards

GM:<font color="#000000">So, it'd be the 18th or 19th, depending on whether you'd want to do it the same day you recieved the weapon or the day after.

GM:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d100 = 91&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; weather roll for lulz...

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">day after.

GM:<font color="#000000">Yeah, good idea.

GM:<font color="#000000">Note to self, it's snowing on the 19th. :B

GM:<font color="#000000">Pretty heavily. :B

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">hah. well maybe if were lucky there can be a timeskip then

* Gamal-Junayd heads to the prison then. shivering in his cold weather outfit

Palm Guard:<font color="#000000">Several knights you pass do double-takes, and Gamal gets quite a few Detect Evils thrown his way before they move on. The mummy guise doesn't help when walking into a place currently crawling with paladins.

Palm Guard:<font color="#000000">&quot;Gamal-Junayd of the Vorel-Svent, I assume.&quot;

* Gamal-Junayd bows

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Aye. I am here to talk to the prisoner, as I requested. I thank you for honoring my request. it would be a shame to leave such a fine warrior as him without making an attempt to redeem him to a better path&quot;

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Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Aye. I am here to talk to the prisoner, as I requested. I thank you for honoring my request. it would be a shame to leave such a fine warrior as him without making an attempt to redeem him to a better path&quot;

Gamal-Junayd: <font color="#0">(( last I said, saw notheing after ))

Palm Guard:<font color="#000000">&quot;You're welcome to try. However... for your own safety, it's better to hold such a meeting with bars between the two of you. He's been a right terror to contain. He's snapped a few sets of handcuffs on us, and sent a few knights to the medics with shattered limbs. It's a wonder the Mace was able to contain him at all.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I understand. do you need me to surrendur my weapons before I see him?&quot;

Palm Guard:<font color="#000000">&quot;Normally, yes. But with him, we're taking no chances. You'll have an escort, as well.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I understand. My weapons are merciful as well, so if he does get them away from me...he won't be killing anyone with them.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll leave my bow though, if you don't mind, it isn't protected like that.&quot;

Palm Guard:<font color="#000000">&quot;Absolutely. Just check it with the guard, and we'll escort you to the prisoner.&quot;

* Gamal-Junayd hands over the bow and arrows he never seems to use, and awaits the escort.

Mark Sargon:<font color="#000000">Gamal is led to a thick-barred cell, where the cultist is sitting on a cot glaring at the wall. He looks up after Gamal and the knights enter. &quot;You,&quot; he snarls, standing.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes Mark. I've come to talk to you. You are a fine warrior, and deserve better than what has fallen you.&quot;

Mark Sargon:<font color="#000000">&quot;Talk? More like try to trick me again,&quot; he growls.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Did not those so called allies desert you? turning back and running, leaving you alone? They were the ones using trickery there. Their own actions prove they did not have the proper respect for you to hold their ground and fight on by your side.&quot;

* Mark Sargon scoffs. &quot;Duh.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;So..I was wondering..how did such a fine warrior as yourself fall in with such company?&quot;

Mark Sargon:<font color="#000000">&quot;You and your pretty words. Warrior this, warrior that. A heathen like you can't be expected to know the truth of that word.&quot; He folds his arms, still glaring.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;And what then, would you call a warrior?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd: <font color="#0">(( having trouble thinking an answer? or is he just being silent? ))

Mark Sargon:<font color="#000000">&quot;What else? A fighter. Someone who understands the simplest truth in the world; destroy, or be destroyed.&quot; He grips the bars, reciting in a growl, &quot;Those who slay their enemies are never alone on the field of battle, no matter what you say. The essences of the slain and faithful become one in the embrace of the Many, and every foe laid low adds to the power of the faithful one as well as increasing the might of the Seething Horde.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Having trouble getting the thoughts in his head out on paper. ^^;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Well. Metaphorical paper. :B *brick'd*

Palm Knight:<font color="#000000">&quot;Away from the bars, prisoner.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;One does not need to be a killer to be a fighter. It is a much higher challenge to lay opponents low, but let them live. I hope that those I let live, will, like you, come again some day, having trained harder to take me on. A foe killed stops his advancement, while one alive might rise to challenge me once again. You failed to slay anyone, and your allies ran. And while I may not be the most studied of theologians...every god offers a different reward after death. As such, it stands to reason, they are all correct, or all false, as they still remain preaching, and have not been defeated and pushed out by others. If they are all false..then the slain are not gathered for you at all. If all correct..then each god takes their own followers, leaving your seethign horde to consist of only those who follow similar teachings..which is no doubt a miniscule percentage of those you actually take.&quot;

* Mark Sargon doesn't let go of the bars.If anything, his grip just got tighter.

Mark Sargon:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Ptuh. It's just like they said. Preaching to the deaf never works.&quot; He lets go of the bars and half-turns away from Gamal.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;It makes it more obvious in the fact that the priests ran. They are the ones with the closest connection, and know truths others do not...leading me to believe that running and turning your back on battle must be one of his real believes, if his own priests in command acted as such. I've seen better discipline from common foot soldiers. They have more sense to fight on than turn their backs on enemies that are faster than them. &quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;And trying to open the eyes of the blind seems to work just as well&quot;

Mark Sargon:<font color="#000000">&quot;I would have killed them for their cowardice and lack of faith if your people hadn't held me down!&quot; he snarls.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Was it a lack of faith? Or simply knowledge that what they preached was lies? I didn't see any of their magics to fail. Don't priests powers come from the simple fact that they uphold and embody their gods will?&quot;

Mark Sargon:<font color="#000000">&quot;If they were preaching lies, then they were faithless and deserved to die just as much. End of story.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Unless the lies they were preaching were at their gods behest.&quot;

Mark Sargon:<font color="#000000">&quot;Now you're just trying to confuse me again.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;What if they served someone else and had been lying to you all along? My group has enounctered a priest that did that before. one of hte followers of Vecnan.&quot;

Mark Sargon:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's not going to work. The priests don't matter; they can save their own skins. I am, we are the Many. Turn your back on the Many, and be devoured. If they were serving someone else, they were faithless cowards and tricksters and deserve to die.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;And where did you learn the teachings? Are you sure you haven't been decieved from the start?&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">&#9835;And they allll deserrrrve to dieee...even you, mister Svent, even I!&#9835;

TMG:<font color="#000000">(sorry. Couldn't resist. x3 )

* Mark Sargon seems to be thrown for a moment. &gt;:\

Mark Sargon:<font color="#000000">&quot;.........&quot; &gt;:/

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's why I asked..how did you fall in with the cult of hte many?&quot;

Mark Sargon:<font color="#000000">Processing, please wait...

Mark Sargon:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20-3 = 1 - 3 = -2&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">wanta diplomacy check?

TMG:<font color="#000000">(aw, not a chuckle? Or even a brick to my--oh dear. xD )

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">or...wow

Mark Sargon:<font color="#000000">&quot;Those ''bastards! I'LL KILL THEM ALL!&quot; &gt;:E''

TMG:<font color="#000000">I think that was an Int check there.

Mark Sargon:<font color="#000000">Wisdom, actually.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;And what would you do after, if you were given the chance?&quot;

Mark Sargon:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll decide that later! ''You! Guards! Let me out of here! I have priests to kill!''&quot; &gt;:E

Palm Knight:<font color="#000000">The guards look between each other somewhat disbelievingly.

Palm Knight:<font color="#000000">&quot;You still need to serve your sentence --&quot;

Mark Sargon:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sentence be damned! No one makes a fool out of me and lives!&quot; &gt;:E

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I believe it is somethign you should decide first. The guards are not likely to let you off on so little.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;But perhaps if you offer them a plan, they might be convinced, While I have no doubt you could take them after you get out, I doubt you'd want to wait so long..giving them a chance to further decieve others, as well to escape.&quot;

Mark Sargon:<font color="#000000">&gt;:| ! &quot;Damn it, you're right!&quot; He goes back to the cot and plops down, staring at the wall deep in thought, hand on chin. &gt;:\

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;You could give us the information if you feel a swift vengeance is due, but I'm sure you'd rather deliver it personally, correct?&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">(So, he...succeeded with a nat one? Failed so hard he turned around and understood it? xD )

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">he basically believed everythign I said hook line and sinker I think

TMG:<font color="#000000">(oh, suggestion)

Mark Sargon:<font color="#000000">&quot;Of course, otherwise that strength will just go to waste.&quot; &gt;:/

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;You ARE a great warrior. you stand and fought where others ran. Far too great a warrior to serve a god soley interested in killing. Killing is too easy for great foes. The greatest of opponents should be defeated, and let go, so they might spread word of your skill, to attract other opponents. For when you stop overcoming greater challenges, you stop progressing. And without progress, you stagnate, and begin to wither. There can be only growth, or decay. A warrior should seek to encourage the most possible growth in himself and others, so that he does not begin to decay for lack of opportunity to grow. So, if you were to be free...after your vengeance..what would you dedicate your life to? What goal would spur your growth to greatness?&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... excuse me a minute, I need some tea. XD

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">It's not the greatest, but pulling out my new and improved diplomacy due to item boosts, praying for a high number (Diplomacy Check : &#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 11 + 8 = 19&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;)

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">would of been an awesome point for a nat 20, but at least it's above average

Mark Sargon:<font color="#000000">Above average, and he has no chance of succeeding on a Sense Motive roll against it.

Mark Sargon:<font color="#000000">&quot;I -- I don't know. I need to think about it.&quot; &gt;:d

Mark Sargon:<font color="#000000">&quot;... if they're all lying and making fools out of everyone in the Many's name -- then they need to be cut down. All of them.&quot; &gt;:\

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Are you not so sure the many is not the lie in and of itself? If he was truly so powerful as they claim, why is his temple not in the place where, say, pelor's, or St. Cuthberts is?&quot;

Mark Sargon:<font color="#000000">&quot;Are you stupid or something? Weren't you listening to anything I said? I am the Many. We are all the Many.&quot; &gt;:\ &quot;And I'm not a lie. They're lying to themselves and to everyone!&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;If we are all the many, why would we seek to kill each other? Wouldn't it be better to work towads helping us all instead?&quot;

Mark Sargon:<font color="#000000">&quot;.......my head hurts.&quot; DX

Palm Knight:<font color="#000000">The two guards are looking at each other with eloquent &quot;is this for real&quot; expressions. &gt;.&gt;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I am sorry, I did not mean to cause you pain. Is there anything you would like to speak of?&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Two days later; &quot;You, mummy-face, get back here. You have to help us. He won't shut up. He keeps spouting utter idiotic nonsense and paradoxes and circular logic! It's driving us all mad listening to his drivel! You made this mess, fix it!&quot;

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

Mark Sargon:<font color="#000000">&quot;No, I just... need to lay down for a while... and think for a few days... &quot; D|

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well then, I will leave you time to think. If you wish to talk further, feel free to ask for a message to be sent to me. I am Gamal-Junayd, Mark, of the Vigilant Guardians. I would advise, should you seek to expedite your time of revenge, to remain on good behaivor here while you think. It will help your case should you seek an early release to hunt those priests. And if you do get out and seek to hunt them down..feel free to visit our headquarters and ask for me. I would be more than happy to assist you in brinign the false priests to justice, and every warrior should have at least one person to watch his back, to protect from knives in the dark such as liars and sneaks wield.&quot;

* Mark Sargon grunts noncommitally. He seems fantastically distracted.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;It was good talking to you Mark, goodbye.&quot; he then nods to the guards, noting it's time to leave

Palm Knight:<font color="#000000">&quot; How did you... what was that? &quot; o_o The guards escort Gamal back to the entrance and return his bow.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I simply believe in treating people how I'd wish to be treated. Many in such situations have never had a chance truly debate their beliefs, they are treated cruely, and preached at in an attempt to mind wash them so they can be used to defend the truly vile. He is a good warrior..and if possible, deserves a chance at redemption.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I hope that he is calmer now, and gives you less trouble. Sad when those with such a natural born warriors talent are led astray by those who cannot fathom what it means to be a true warrior.&quot;

Palm Guard:<font color="#000000">&quot;I thought for sure he was going to break down the bars. He did that to his old cell. &quot; &gt;.&gt;;;;;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;If he had, he would of found out fighting me with my full attention on him would not be like fighting me with priests, however cowardly, backing him.&quot;

* Gamal-Junayd will get his bow from whatever check in it was at.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Not to mention he'd be eating AoOs every time he tried to attack. :B *brick'd*

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Should he wish to speak to me, will you pass along the message to the Guardians headquarters?&quot;

Palm Guard:<font color="#000000">&quot;O-of course. What was the address again...?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's at &#171; &#160;address = address&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;. I thank you for giving me the chance to talk to him. Hopefully I helped set him on a better path with his life now.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">used [ when I shouldn't of

GM:<font color="#000000">... wow. I wrote and rolled that and I still can't believe that happened. *brick'd*

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">heh. next cultist hunt, maybe he'll be leading it? hehe

GM:<font color="#000000">Honestly my plan was to have him get so mad and/or frustrated that he'd Mountain Hammer the bars down. This... this was a whole big serving of wut. XD

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">so I might of actually had to go into combat? heh

TMG:<font color="#000000">Parson Gotti levels of lolwut

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Mmkay, let's shut 'er down and save a log. This needs to go on the wiki ASAP. XD

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">Okay shutting down

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