Session 47

Ghostwish has connected.

Meany has connected.

Faerie has connected.

Meany:Hoy.

Liatai:Yo. :3

Faerie:Hey

Liatai:Okay, Tech has said he may or may not show today.

Meany::C

Meany:And VAE's not around, yet.

Dr. Hatari has connected.

Liatai:We can still game without VAE; his character hasn't been written back in yet, so I'm not counting him against the 2-player-missing limit. :3

Meany:YoDoktor.

Dr. Hatari:?

Dr. Hatari:Who's declared absent today?

Liatai:Tech has declared a may show or may not show.

Meany:Check IRC.

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

Meany:<font color="#993300">Yo.

GM:<font color="#000000">All right then! Shall we get this show on the road? :D

Meany:<font color="#993300">&gt;:V

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

Meany:<font color="#993300">Let's do dis.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Sooner I can get out of here, the better...

TMG:<font color="#000000">sad as that is.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Are you sure you're up for gaming? =3=;

TMG:<font color="#000000">For just long enough to get Calrach and Gnogglebolt offscreen, yes.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Can guarantee that.

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

Meany:<font color="#993300">Oh rry?

GM:<font color="#000000">Last time on Akellon... let's see, where did we leave off. Drunk trogs were extricated from the Bronze Boot, Sszeyl was high on magic, the group had earned free lodging for the night and free meals for today.

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

Meany:<font color="#993300">Gotcha.

TMG:<font color="#000000">(unless I'm wrong about something else. In which case I may collapse like a house of cards. &gt;.&gt; But nevermind that. ^^; )

GM:<font color="#000000">DAWN of a NEW DAY - Cuthon 8th, 1221 CA

GM:<font color="#000000">Let's take it away!

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Aelian and Tathi in seperate beds? What blasphemy is this? :P

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">The two shorter members of thr group yawn awake as the sun peeks in through the windows, and go out to the main bar to get breakfast.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">That's better. :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Ugh....&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;What did I drink last night? xU&quot;

Rin Brenin:<font color="#000000">And a gnome gets stared at.

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

Rin Brenin:<font color="#000000">&quot;All right. Spill it. Where are the trogs?&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt's rubbing his eyes as he walks into the tavern, and goes to take his seat, ordering his breakfaste. He looks at the woman at the other table and blinks blearily. &quot;Oh. Hello.&quot; And goes back to rubbing his eyes.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;...Why does my throat hurt so much?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Then double-takes and looks back at Rin, ufully awake now.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Okay, that's it. No more booze.&quot;

* Sszeyl gets up, slaps himself awake, and hefts the lootbox.

* Thomas Lazarus nodded to the short-folk as they left for the bar.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">He has meanwhile fallen into (and been for some time) in morning prayer.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">'Oy vey. We just keep running into each other, don't we, miss Brenin?&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#993300">(( Fae? ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#993300">(( You alice? ))

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">alive*

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

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Yeah, sorry, thought I had a minute.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ooh, I smell hsitory!&quot; Calrach leans over totally unsubtle-like.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">*history

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 13 + 2 = 15&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; as a bard tries to sneak out quietly so as not to disturb the priest. &gt;.&gt;;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">ROLL INITIATIVE.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;...Hello again.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Are you just here enjoying a meal, or were you here for the troglodytes?&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#006666">...is the box a PC now? xP

Laucian Siannodel:<font color="#000000">&quot;The troglodytes.&quot; ^^;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Afraid of that--&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi and Aelian finally rouse from bed some time later, and come ambling into the main room.

Rin Brenin:<font color="#000000">&quot;Lay it on me. Where are they. Are they off founding some troglodyte utopia or something now. At this point I wouldn't be surprised at hearing any sort of explanation from you.&quot; -.-;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well! Looks like the Vigilant Guardians were quicker to a job than the!...the...&quot;

Tavia:<font color="#6600CC">Two massive dogs in tow, of course.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrahch tilts his head at the group.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">The Drow sits down, and doesn't really pay the other group much heed. Obviously having a headache.

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#0">(( Rin is such an amazing foil. :B ))

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt actually turns and gives a flat stare at Calrach. &quot;Not helping, halfling.&quot;

Talro:<font color="#000000">Massive? Not so compared to -- holy crow. I think that wolf grew. O_o

Ezer:<font color="#006666">Ezer takes a comfy position on the other side of the table. &gt;.&gt;;

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Nyah ha ha, stupid cat!

Tavia:<font color="#6600CC">Hey! A mouse!

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">OH GODS

Ezer:<font color="#006666">Yes. Go tire him out for me, hahaha.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt turns back to the... unnamed mistake mercenaries. &quot;Well, in this case, all I can say is I wish. Things were bad enough that even iI recognized a lost cause when I saw it. Though, why do you want to know where they are now?&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">(and is there any reaction to Calrach's outburst? x3 )

* Caelmus Hahalael glances over at Aelian. Elven archer. *_* You can see a brief flash of a competitive look.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">I meant from the Mistake Mercenaries. :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Please keep your voice down.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">A not-very wild Pelorite appears.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good morning.&quot;

Edgar Alfarson:<font color="#000000">&quot;As long as they're not bothering anyone right now, it doesn't really matter.&quot; |3 The Kordite priest offers a nod to Thomas.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi uses Lightning Bolt! It's super effective!

Aelian:<font color="#6600CC">Aelian.. peers. Are you a boy.. or a girl?

* Thomas Lazarus nods back with a small smile.

Tokens dropped onto map 'Bronze Boot and Swiftaxe Residence'Caelmus Hahalael:<font color="#000000">I could ask the same question to you. |3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm. Suppose that's good enough. Unless they woke up from the beatdown they got last night and ran off, they're out back.&quot; Gnogglebolt returns to his breakfast.

Sszeyl: <font color="#993300">(( Comic90 is a red X. :V ))

Faerie:<font color="#006666">http://teentitans.wikia.com/wiki/Red_X :U

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

Faerie:<font color="#006666">http://teentitans.wikia.com/wiki/Red_X

Faerie:<font color="#006666">:U

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach looks a bit perturbed at being left hanging by the other group.

Caelmus Hahalael:<font color="#000000">&quot;My word... Elven hounds?&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Sorry, whoever dropped comic90. I'm deleting it. ^^;

Amadre:<font color="#6600CC">Perk!

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;People sitting around the table with the large wolf.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;...So! Who are ya guys, anyway? I can tell a rivalry when I see one!&quot;

* Sszeyl flumps back into his chair, looking at them with heavily bagged eyes upside down.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi glances up, having been paging through her spellbook. &quot;Tavia and Amadre, respectively.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Only the finest rangers can train them.&quot; Oh ho ho, Aelian with the challanges!

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;If any of you are still friendly with Miss Aramathia, please go convince her to accept Vandria Gilmadrith's mediation of our dispute, before her court date appears.&quot;

Edgar Alfarson:<font color="#000000">It probably doesn't help much that the Kordite priest is naturally loudspoken. =3= &quot;We're -- I don't think we ever decided on a name.&quot;

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Kor suddenly appears! And ambles across the table, peering at the drow.

* Sszeyl doesn't notice.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;No name? Then how are bards supposed to recount tales of your deeds?&quot; Calrach looks completely shocked.

Caelmus Hahalael:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's a good thing those are pups, then. You'll have many years to grow into the experience needed to train them.&quot; Reciprocated, good sir. |3

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">.. and then inflicts ungodly amounts of pain and suffering by emitting the shrillist, highest-pitched squeak you've ever heard. &quot;EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!&quot;

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Scramble! Flee! Squeak!

Ezer:<font color="#006666">Teehee

Ezer:<font color="#006666">:3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mm. I'm afraid to say, you --&quot; flinch. :O

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">Red eyes, take warning!

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Kor.. I swear one of these days you're going to be too fat to scramble like that.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">Suddenly, the seal flares, venting gold lightning a bit, and the Drow flumps.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Ow.&quot;

* Ghostwish just noticed the comment on the box. Cracks up laughing.

Edgar Alfarson:<font color="#000000">&quot;To be frank, our group's membership has been pretty fluid lately, much less name.&quot; The observant may note that the group is missing its barbarian. &quot;On that note, you wouldn't happen to know any trapfinders looking for work?&quot; :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;.. Uhh.&quot; &gt;.&gt;; &quot;You're a day too late if you're after Ssthetic's eviction bounty, I'm sorry to say. I'm not really one for business competition, but I suppose that's how it is.&quot; ^^;

* Laucian Siannodel glances over at Sszeyl. &quot;What is that amulet, if you don't mind my asking? I've never seen one like it.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Rogues are always in short supply, aren't they? I suppose it has something to do with their high fatality rates.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;...We could use help for those gargoyles...&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm, I can ask around my buddies at the--&quot; Calrach suddenly smacks his forehead

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Oh, it's actually a dragon's scale.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mm.. that did sort of cross my mind.&quot; To Sszeyl.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;It's supposed to physically stop me from trying to murder people.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh man! I totally forgot! There's a meeting today I've just gotta go to!&quot;

* Laucian Siannodel pointedly stops looking at the amulet and folds his hands on the table. ^^;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... oh what the hell. May be lagging. I JUST reset the allowance. &gt;:O

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

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach looks at the rest of the guardians. &quot;You guys can handle the gargoyle business today without me, right?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Or perhaps we could pass it off, entirely. I'm not sure we need to personally rush around doing all of those contracts. Besides, it seems we've already stolen some of their work. It would be a fair turn.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Possibly.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus nods to Calrach a bit absently. o.o?

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Sorry if that's awkward, Laucian. But you did ask. ^^;&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">Calrach hops down from his seat, and goes nearer to the other group.

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Going to quite a little information network meeting. I can ask around for someone who has the skills you need...&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;If I can tell them the name of who they'd be working with and what's in it for them. :U &quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;As well as goals/mission statement/et. cetera...&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Oh dear. :58

Meany:<font color="#993300">:59

TMG:<font color="#000000">ohnoes! D: Faerie:<font color="#006666">:59:57

Faerie:<font color="#006666">:U

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Perhaps it's weather-related?

TMG:<font color="#000000">ohyeah, could just be the weather. :.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Mom went on Facebook and tried to run Farmville.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Reset once again.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">@_X

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

* Thomas Lazarus folds his arms over the table and regards the others.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well.. what say everyone? I personally wouldn't mind just passing on the whole gargoyle business. Unless you're all feeling particularly engergetic and miserly today.&quot; He smirks a bit.

Lita Etiver:<font color="#000000">&quot;We don't have a name. We're just concerned citizens trying to keep the local populace safe.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hrm. You're hard to pitch for.&quot; :/

Edgar Alfarson:<font color="#000000">&quot;Gargoyle business?&quot; *_*

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;I'm fine with it. We can find another job elsewhere, after all.&quot;

Calrach:<font color="#000000">&quot;But ya never know, someone might turn up. Well, seeya folks!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sorry, goddess. My hands are tied unless my associates agree~&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I actually rather wanted to find out what was going on with the gargoyles...&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;As am I.&quot; He says, and looks at Cael. Boy or girl, my girl is so much hotter. Nyah!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...but, then again, there are other things I could work on...&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">She glances at Gnogglebolt. &quot;I wonder. Did you ever salvage anything from your lab?&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;If we have other plans sure, but if we didn't have other plans, I don't see why not to deal with them.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Not all of us have pressing engagements.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt nods to Tathi. &quot;I gathered up basically all the pieces of my kits.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Though I was thinking of maybe helping with repairs today...&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, since you're all not sure whether you'll go or not, I'll just head out and take care of things at the HQ.&quot;

Caelmus Hahalael:<font color="#000000">Half-human, enjoy your short-lived pursuits while you can. |3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;If you guys do take on the gargoyles, though...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well. There's a lot of things that need reselling and so forth. And then the matter of what to do with the supply funds in the first place.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Remember what the story was. A crate shows up at a constructin site, and suddenly there's a flight of gargoyles there protecting it and making sure no one comes close.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;We always have our 'fans' we could try to root out, again.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So...in my stead, just...-try- and talk to them first, try and find out what the big deal is.&quot; ^^;

* Thomas Lazarus frowns.

Rin Brenin:<font color="#000000">&quot;How did I guess.&quot; -.-#

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..They're basically fiends, Gnogglebolt.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's my only request if you guys go out to do that job. Of course, you don't need to be as dilligent as I would, but still...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Just a thought. A hope. ^^; &quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;You could've gotten seriously hurt last night.&quot; He closes his eyes and sighs.

Edgar Alfarson:<font color="#000000">&quot;Supposed to be able to rip a man apart in seconds with their bare hands...&quot; Uh-oh. The Kordite priest has recognized a test of strength. *_*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, I didn't expect them to be that ssuicidal&quot; :/

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But I won't soon forget it.&quot;

* Caelmus Hahalael chuckles. &quot;Down, Edgar.&quot;

Edgar Alfarson:<font color="#000000">&gt;8

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And besides, you wouldn't have to get close to the gargoyles. Just...shout at them.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Mmm, yes, we're not talking with the gargoyles. I'm willing to risk trogs and goblins and the like, but a gargoyle? No. First one I see is going to be suddenly converted into ash.&quot;

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

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...but, I should go, before I bother you guys anymore with that.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus shakes his head slightly. &quot;If you say so.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt gets up and heads towards the door. &quot;I'll be at the HQ all day! Will see you all later!&quot; And he heads out the door.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;In any case, it seems business today has rendered us a little short-handed.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Aaaand 'kay.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Calrach is at Talespinner

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Surely, how tough could the gargoyles be?&quot; (/famous last words)

TMG:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt is at HQ.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Man, I

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">mman, I'm -really- gonna miss what could have been if Gnogglebolt had actually stuck around for the gargoyle business. :/

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">And I go now. At worst, I will see you people again on Tuesday.

Edgar Alfarson:<font color="#000000">&quot;How tough?&quot; *_* &quot;Their hides are hard as stone!&quot;

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

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

* Laucian Siannodel shakes his head. &quot;And he's off again, ladies and gentlemen.&quot; ^^;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">We seem to be.. shorter on players than expected. :P

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">all the short pcs are gone. :P

Faerie:<font color="#006666">*badum-tsh

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

Faerie:<font color="#006666">http://fukung.net/v/1356/1166072948952cv9.jpg

Caelmus Hahalael:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well. I think if you're eager to hand off the job, you have at least one eager taker.&quot; |3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;So it seems.&quot; ^^; Oh, Kordites.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Allright, final vote. Who wants to go handle something besides big stone pain machines, hm?&quot; She says.

Arethi:<font color="#000000">I see a rat. 8O

Meany:<font color="#993300">Edgar Alfarson: &gt;8

* Thomas Lazarus folds his hands and clears his throat softly. &quot;Well.. I do.. not wish to let Gnogglebolt's misplaced notions of civility and mercy extend to torturous flying monsters made of stone, bearing down on us.&quot;

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">I WILL BITE YOUR EYES OUT, FOWL.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I shall whisper. :3

You whisper to Meany: Edgar Alfarson: &gt;8 Gnogglebolt: &quot;And besides, you wouldn't have to get close to the gargoyles. Just...shout at them.&quot; Tathi: &quot;Mmm, yes, we're not talking with the gargoyles. I'm willing to risk trogs and goblins and the like, but a gargoyle? No. First one I see is going to be suddenly converted into ash.&quot; Meany is disconnected. Meany is disconnected. Gnogglebolt: &quot;...but, I should go, before I bother you guys anymore with that.&quot; * Thomas Lazarus shakes his head slightly. &quot;If you say so.&quot; Gnogglebolt: Gnogglebolt gets up and heads towards the door. &quot;I'll be at the HQ all day! Will see you all later!&quot; And he heads out the door. Thomas Lazarus: &quot;In any case, it seems business today has rendered us a little short-handed.&quot; TMG: Aaaand 'kay. TMG: Calrach is at Talespinner Elros: &quot;Surely, how tough could the gargoyles be?&quot; (/famous last words) TMG: Gnogglebolt is at HQ. TMG: Man, I Liatai: See ya :3 TMG: mman, I'm -really- gonna miss what could have been if Gnogglebolt had actually stuck around for the gargoyle business. :/ TMG: Oh well. TMG: And I go now. At worst, I will see you people again on Tuesday. Edgar Alfarson: &quot;How tough?&quot; *_* &quot;Their hides are hard as stone!&quot; TMG: farewell! TMG is disconnected. * Laucian Siannodel shakes his head. &quot;And he's off again, ladies and gentlemen.&quot; ^^; Dr. Hatari: We seem to be.. shorter on players than expected. :P Faerie: &gt;.&gt; Ghostwish: all the short pcs are gone. :P Faerie: *badum-tsh

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I would just as soon pass.&quot; =3=

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;As I said, I have no intention of allowing such a thing. I would have given Gnogglebolt the chance to yell out, if only to have them look up right as my fireball impacts.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Well.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;There is loot to be tabulated.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">*thump*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Before long, sure. But, the gargoyles?&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;I would be for dealing with the gargoyles. But I won't go alone, i the rest of you would rather not.&quot;

Laucian Siannodel:<font color="#000000">&quot;Or to see the... pardon the pun, thunderstruck expressions.&quot; The elven sorcerer bounces a small crackling mote off his palm idly. :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">I like you. =3=

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">You shall die last.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Bad dragon. Get out of the drow's head.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">Nevar

Rin Brenin:<font color="#000000">&quot;Have these gargoyles attacked anyone?&quot;

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Glare.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Kor, why are you on the loot box?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's the rumor, yes. Chasing all the folks aware from the place they're squatting over. Apparently no fatalities yet.&quot;

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Because I am the king. *strut*

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#0">(( *away ))

Arethi:<font color="#000000">The king of the hill is in easy reach of the claws from above. *_*

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">=0.0=! Scamper!

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;...&quot; The Drow takes a horseshoe from the box, and ties it to Kor's head.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">:V

Lita Etiver:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sounds to be a worthy enough cause.&quot;

Edgar Alfarson:<font color="#000000">&quot;Where are they holed up?&quot; 8D

Ezer:<font color="#006666">Ooh, are you putting an anchor on the rat for me?

Ezer:<font color="#006666">Takes the fun out of it, but he's easier to catch now.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;What was the address again, Ed?&quot; |3

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">Sorry, but the rat got away before that.

Caelmus Hahalael:<font color="#000000">&quot;Easy, Edgar. They found the job first, they have first choice of whether to do it or not.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Edaric? =3=&quot;

Rin Brenin:<font color="#000000">&quot;So? Are you handing it off to us, or not?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Seems so.&quot;

* Edaric rubs at his face, apparently still waking up. &quot;Huh?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Also.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Three to one. I am simply going to gloss over Gnogglebolt's peaceful if foolish intentions.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">Leaning back to look at the people again.

Edgar Alfarson:<font color="#000000">8D

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#0">(( I actually have no idea what any of you voted for. Wishy-washy vague crap, come on. :B ))

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;You are free to stop by the Cave as full guests when you want.&quot;

* Edaric rattles off the address of the gargoyle hangout.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Enjoy the booze, food, wrestle with my bear neighbor if you want.&quot;

Edgar Alfarson:<font color="#000000">The Kordite looks tempted. *_*

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi said pass, Thomas said derp, Elros was for going after the gargoyles, and the drow said pass.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;There. I hope this makes up for the other work we might've robbed you of, in the past. Even if some of us was, you know, killing us.&quot; ^^

Lita Etiver:<font color="#000000">&quot;Maybe one of these days we'll have a healer that doesn't need frequent patching up himself.&quot; &gt;.&gt;;;;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">He forgives you so much

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;No hard feelings on that, by the way.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">Democracy in action. o: Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Take that, green party. *brick'd!*

* Edgar Alfarson makes a rude gesture to Lita. :P He turns back to the Guardians. &quot;Ha! Fair enough!&quot;

Laucian Siannodel:<font color="#000000">&quot;We may take you up on your offer at some point if our journeys take us out that way, sir drow. Thank you.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't think we ever heard exactly how many gargoyles there were, come to think of it. If it's a swarm or somesuch, don't be shy about getting back to us. I'd feel awful if this ended up being someone's end.&quot; &gt;.&gt;;

* Caelmus Hahalael nods. &quot;If worst comes to worst and we can't handle it, how can we contact you?&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">I do have green hair after all. Green party.

Talro:<font color="#000000">The large wolf seems to be snoozing.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Unannounced afk struck. Hornets. =3=

* Dr. Hatari sheathes raid.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">D: Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Our Gnomish friend just headed off for our headquarters. You can always find atleast two or three of us out there.&quot; Thomas gives the address. Even he would accidentally have learned it by now.

Lita Etiver:<font color="#000000">&quot;Headquarters? How official.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..Admittedly a little burnt these days. But it's still standing.&quot; ^^;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">But the players? Pft, they hardly remember what they did last session. :P

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">I feel like last night was a week ago.

* Laucian Siannodel glances over at Tathi inquisitively at the &quot;burnt.&quot; &gt;.&gt;

Aelian:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;You don't have a headquarters?&quot; Aelian says, suddenly so smug that he gets an elbow from Tathi.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">Peeps with the loot disk, the Drow is unloading loot box.

Caelmus Hahalael:<font color="#000000">&quot;We largely live on the road. Closer to the monsters we fight, and to the wilds.&quot; Return zing!

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;The rent for one is cheap.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus waves a hand in the air and smiles nervously. &quot;It's nothing terribly special. Our membership just managed to grow quite a lot over the past handful of journeys. A lot of other independent adventurers rescued from capture, and the like.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Only one hundred gold crowns a month.&quot;

* Edgar Alfarson snorts. &quot;Oh now look who's getting competitive.&quot; |3

* Thomas Lazarus wonders idly if all Kordites are like this. :B

Aelian:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;If you have to live on the roads, you must not know how to find prey in the city.&quot; Gods, would someone call off the barrage already?

Tokens dropped onto map 'Bronze Boot and Swiftaxe Residence'Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#000000">*_*

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Aelian.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;That is enough. :V&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;We are just having a polite, civil conversation.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;And now you're not.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Right, why don't the both of you stand on the tables and shoot arrows at fruit on each other's heads?&quot;

Caelmus Hahalael:<font color="#000000">&quot;Assumptions are dangerous, half-human. You know the old saying about what it means to assume.&quot; |3

Aelian:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;That is actually not such a bad- OW!&quot; He rubs his side..

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">^^;;;;

Sszeyl: <font color="#993300">(( Hrm. Who had the loot info for this box? ))

Aelian: <font color="#6600cc">(( Llearch ))

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">135 gp, 4954 sp, 10 cp, an aquamarine (300 gp), a piece of banded agate (12 gp), a chrysoprase (20 gp), a deep green spinel (110 gp), some golden yellow topaz (200 gp), some lapis lazuli (11 gp), a star rose quartz (50 gp), a turquoise (13 gp), a violet garnet (600 gp), a pair of platinum earrings (500 gp), a set of horsehoes (Horseshoes of a Zephyr (6000 gp)), a chan shirt sized for a halfling (100 GP), two bolts of linen cloth (10 GP, 5 each), a chisel (5 SP), a merchant's scale (2 GP), a pair of oars (4 GP), a riding saddle (10 GP), a rope net (10x10, 4 GP), a sickle (1 GP), a small cask of ale (perfectly sealed, 2 SP), a small cask of spices (5 GP), a box full of wax for candles (2 SP), a small glass rod (1 SP), a small wooden chest (1 GP), a waterskin (1 GP) The scrolls - an arcane scroll (Charm Person) (25 GP), a divine scroll (Chill Metal) (150 GP), and a divine scroll (Daylight x2, Dimensional Anchor, Spike Stones) (2150 GP) Two black pearls (200 GP, 300 GP), a chalcedony (50 G), a golden pearl (130 GP), a bolt of rare cloth (300 GP), a blue ribbon with a blue dragonscale in the middle set with carnelian (1000 GP), a large carpet threaded with silver (5000 GP), a small carpet (800 GP), 3 flasks of holy water, and a wand of Burning Hands (15/50 charges).

* Lita Etiver jabs the elven archer's shoulder. &quot;That'e enough from you, too.&quot;

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

Sszeyl: <font color="#993300">(( There we go. ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yeah, I put the loot in the box. x3

GM:<font color="#000000">135 gp, 4954 sp, 10 cp, an aquamarine (300 gp), a piece of banded agate (12 gp), a chrysoprase (20 gp), a deep green spinel (110 gp), some golden yellow topaz (200 gp), some lapis lazuli (11 gp), a star rose quartz (50 gp), a turquoise (13 gp), a violet garnet (600 gp), a pair of platinum earrings (500 gp), a set of horsehoes (Horseshoes of a Zephyr (6000 gp)), a chan shirt sized for a halfling (100 GP), two bolts of linen cloth (10 GP, 5 each), a chisel (5 SP), a merchant's scale (2 GP), a pair of oars (4 GP), a riding saddle (10 GP), a rope net (10x10, 4 GP), a sickle (1 GP), a small cask of ale (perfectly sealed, 2 SP), a small cask of spices (5 GP), a box full of wax for candles (2 SP), a small glass rod (1 SP), a small wooden chest (1 GP), a waterskin (1 GP)

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;They can shoot arrows all they want, as long as they don't miss.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">The scrolls - an arcane scroll (Charm Person) (25 GP), a divine scroll (Chill Metal) (150 GP), and a divine scroll (Daylight x2, Dimensional Anchor, Spike Stones) (2150 GP)

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">I've got that plus the 1300 GP from Ssthetic in the loot disc file.

GM:<font color="#000000">Two black pearls (200 GP, 300 GP), a chalcedony (50 G), a golden pearl (130 GP), a bolt of rare cloth (300 GP), a blue ribbon with a blue dragonscale in the middle set with carnelian (1000 GP), a large carpet threaded with silver (5000 GP), a small carpet (800 GP), 3 flasks of holy water, and a wand of Burning Hands (15/50 charges).

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">SSTHERIC. &gt;:O

GM:<font color="#000000">And the 1300 from Sstheric. It's Eric with a ssth. =3=

* Dr. Hatari shakes a Mink around in the air. =3=

* Dr. Hatari makes the wobble-sound of a 2-person saw flailing. :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;So.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Who wants what?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;As valuable as we might be, we should probably not attack and loot each other.&quot; =3=;

GM:<font color="#000000">*wobbles and flails*

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;These scrolls look like Tathi's department....and is this a wand?&quot;

* Sszeyl slides them over.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Hmmmm! Tathi peers at them, and then the madness begins.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 16 + 11 = 27&#160; <font color="#6600CC">&#187; spellcraft! -5 if its necromancy or illusion, +2 if it's evocation!

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;These horseshoes and saddle might be good if we had a horse. :3&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 2 + 11 = 13&#160; <font color="#6600CC">&#187; spellcraft! -5 if its necromancy or illusion, +2 if it's evocation!

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;I know a breeder, can get a fine warhorse in here, or a lighter one for either of our riders. =3=&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Assume the scrolls are identified. =3=

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;No one in our guild is trained for cavalry combat, as far as I know. I think it would be more prudent to sell them for things we do know how to use.&quot; ^^;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yeah. I think the only horses we have are those two cart horses... unless someone wants to chance riding Barbarus' deathmules.&quot; ^^;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;I would rather shave my eyeballs.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Even he can barely control them.&quot; =e=;

Tathi: <font color="#6600cc">(( I totally forgot what they were. ))

* Thomas Lazarus looks over the items and muses.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Question.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Do they have to be alive when I ride them?&quot; Tathi asks with a smirk.

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Last I checked, it generally helps for your horses to be live.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Are you refering to...magic horses?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..We're waiting on holy water, so might as well keep these out.&quot; Thomas aquires 3 vials from the loot. &quot;Other than that, this is mostly over-priced decorative odds and ends. We should probably just see about pawning it to a retailer, like the Torises, or the like.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Brian will love us for the gems.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;And the magic items, Tathi?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">What magic items?

Meany:<font color="#993300">Wand+scrolls.

Edgar Alfarson:<font color="#000000">&quot;So!&quot; Edgar stands, putting his hands on the table and addressing his group. &quot;Who's ready to hunt some gargoyles?&quot; 8D

* Thomas Lazarus blinks a few times at Edgar. This is getting uncanny. o3o

Lita Etiver:<font color="#000000">&quot;Edgar, the gargoyles aren't going anywhere. They can wait until breakfast is finished.&quot;

* Edgar Alfarson ... sits back down again.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Oh, okay. There's the difference. Tomi would have begun dragging them outside. =3=

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

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#0">(( Tabulatin' lootz. ))

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">Suddenly.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">A book of Gargoyle lore.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">What're the scrolls again?

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">Handed to Laucian.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Minus the scroll values and wand, I'm looking at a grand total of 17665.5gp

Sszeyl: <font color="#993300">(( Charm Person, is the arcane one. ))

* Dr. Hatari begins adding it all to inventory, but is bricked. =3=~

Sszeyl: <font color="#993300">(( The other two are Divine, Chill Metal, Daylightx2, Dimensional Anchor, and Spike Stones. ))

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I forgot!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">There's one other item of loot!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The pink egg-shaped plush critter. :B

Sszeyl: <font color="#993300">(( Happiny! ))

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Some day, it will be plot-relevant.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Ah, yes. I also forgot an item as well.

Faerie:<font color="#006666">I can just see it now.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Akellon (loot mule)And before I forget. Should you sell the spiders, you will find 2,000 GP worth of adamantine salvaged.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi idly plays around with the wand for a bit.. let's see if she can't burn the tavern down..

* Laucian Siannodel takes the book. &quot;?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">19665.5

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Gargoyle info.&quot;

Sstheric:<font color="#000000">A sorcerer and an evocationist in my tavern. Good thing I'm paid on my arcane destruction insurance.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Just in case you need it.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Soooo~ shares, (Gnoggle, Calrach, Tom, Ed, Elros, Tathi, Aelian, Sszeyl) Hmmm. Am I missing anyone that participated for a full share?

Laucian Siannodel:<font color="#000000">&quot;I see... thank you.&quot; He starts to leaf through it.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Don't think so. :3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Wait, doesn't the DMG demand we demote Aelian's share since he's a cohort now? |B

* Dr. Hatari is bricked again.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;19665.5/8 = 19665.5 / 8 = 2458.1875&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Everyone, obtain money.

* Dr. Hatari showers dollars wearing Monopoly guy attire.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Actually, yes. PCs are expected to care for their own cohorts, so he shouldn't be getting a share. :&gt;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">That is hilarious.

Aelian:<font color="#000000">Hey. &gt;:\

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;19665.5/7 = 19665.5 / 7 = 2809.357142857142857142857142857143&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Because otherwise.. I'm getting two shares. :P

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Haha, yes! Finally a benefit! 8D

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">I think it would otherwise be expected that Aelian spend his money on himself. And not just be totally whipped. :P

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">But whatever~

Aelian:<font color="#000000">Must... not... pepper peppy bard with arrows...

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">yeeeah, it comes down to a pissing contest between reality and game mechanics.

Faerie:<font color="#006666">So...wait, which number? xP

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Realilistically, he should. Game mechanics wise, that's one player getting two shares.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I vote for reality, if it was up to me. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">But, your money, your choice~

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Well, I'll abstain. What do you all vote for?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">... It sort f is. :P

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Use the first smaller number, then.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">And outfit Aelian properly over time, I suppose.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&#171; &#160;670+2800 = 670 + 2800 = 3470&#160; <font color="#993300">&#187;

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

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">He'll always be around, atleast.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;532+2458.18 = 532 + 2458.18 = 2990.18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">oh hells. He doesn't have a money slot in his token. FIGURES THE ONE TIME I WOULD USE IT....

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">http://www.thetangledweb.net/forums/profiler/view_char.php?cid=52135

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Sorry, my internet hiccupped.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You should be able to edit it, Ghost. :3

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">so we seem to have .0075 left over.. round up or down? :P

* Dr. Hatari throws the pennies away. =3=

* Laucian Siannodel hands back the book to Sszeyl.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Alllrighty then, loot mule cleared.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;If that is all, here, I'm going to drop by the Torris' to sell this stuff, and then drop our money off at the HQ.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Objections?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Fastest loot split we ever did.

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

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Oh, so, what was the decision on money?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">The earlier number, 2400ish

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">And Aelian is treated as sentient.

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

Aelian:<font color="#6600CC">HA. Take that, Ed!

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">I said game mechanics, but YOU said reality, so wah ha ha ha. :P

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

* Thomas Lazarus ponders for a bit.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;No objections from me.&quot; :3 &quot;Though if the day's free, I think I'll be headed to the Talespinner. See if any new information on our friends has cropped up. Anyone want to come along?&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#006666">&#171; &#160;2458.1875+10595.86 = 2458.1875 + 10595.86 = 13054.0475&#160; <font color="#006666">&#187;

Meany:<font color="#993300">Need that loot number again.

Faerie:<font color="#006666">2458.1875

Meany:<font color="#993300">Sweet, thanks Fae.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">2458.18. Disregard the .0075. ^^;

Meany:<font color="#993300">&#171; &#160;2458+670 = 2458 + 670 = 3128&#160; <font color="#993300">&#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Could anyone perhaps loan be about two hundred and eighty gold? I think it's high time I have my blade truly blessed, especially if we're to be fighting wraiths and spectres before long. ..And my defenses are not what they used to be, either. Or atleast these types of foes are upping the ante. I should probably have that round-shield enchanted, too.&quot; ^^;;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's a really good idea.&quot; :.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">I'M LOOKING AT YOU AELIAN.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Absolutely. I find that well funded spell targets are the best spell targets.&quot; Tathi says, counting out the coins.

Aelian:<font color="#6600CC">Cat-face.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">Coins are thrown at Thomas.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">Twenty-eight platinums.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">THEY CRIT.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">And also, Tathi already gave him the money. :P

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Meoth; that's right

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;I should probably get my armor enchanted, too, at this rate.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;I ought to have my weapons blessed too, come to think of it.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thank you very much, everyone. I'll be sure to pay it back when I'm under less financial pressure.&quot; :3

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">My thoughts drift back to an earlier session.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">When Gnogglebolt got a 300 GP bounty and suggested making it a &quot;party fund.&quot; =3=

Liatai:<font color="#000000">So unless I'm mistaken, there's 300 GP floating around for use. :3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">It's handy that the tangled web sheet has a text blank below gold. I can write in debts.

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

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Still charging interest.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">The drow holds up a fist...which then shines white.

* Thomas Lazarus returns to his natural state; shivering and penniless at the fiscal mercy of party memebers. =3=;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;My weapons are already blessed.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Now, I intend to buy some magical armor alternatives from the Ebonwood. Anyone want to come with?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- That brings something else to mind, come to think of it. Isn't that stone-faced commander at the Leaden Mace waiting for some sort of decision from us?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sure. I was planning on it, besides.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;My vote stands.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Cadamon, Flint, Skarr.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..Mm.. between our martial and magical Inquisitor allies.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;I shall come with you as well. I need to do the same.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I imagine if Miron were better by now, it would be more easily decided.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">LOOT TELEPORTED TO THE PEARLDUST FOR LIQUIDATION.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Apparently that blight did quite a number on his system.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">I expect Squees, Brian.

Brian Toris:<font color="#000000">8D

Brian Toris:<font color="#000000">... I mean, squeeing is unprofessional, thank you very much. &gt;.&gt;;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">And Terri gets the Happiny.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Oh, and what did Tathi's wanton experimentation with the wand reveal?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It's a wand of Burning Hands.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Now with 14/50 charges.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">... so what did she set on fire then? XD

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Hmm. What's the caster level set at?

Meany:<font color="#993300">Her pants.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">It makes all the difference with that one.

Terri:<font color="#000000">:D ! &quot;It's so cute! What is it?&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Minimum CL.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">The most wanton cigarette lighter ever.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Which is, I think... 1 for Burning Hands? ^^;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;It's a Happy.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Prepare for many comical scenes of carbon-blackened face, Aelian.

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;It sure looks happy!&quot; :D

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't really know the Mace people that well, so... it's probably for the best that I don't vote.&quot; ^^;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Right then. Thomas, at some point in the day, returns to the temple of Pelor to see about having one of the more specialized priests bless his blade permanently. He would rather have that one improved rather than buy a new holy brand. It decapitated a devil, afterall. =3= And in the same trip, try to save some time on the crafters by dropping his shield off at Sir Ebonwood's for a similar basic enchantment.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">And Sszeyl buys bracers of armor +1 from Ebonwood.

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;While I thank you for the consideration of your business, templar, you would be better served finding an armorer specialized in enchantment.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus blows through thousands and thousands of gold within minutes, as usual.

Elros:<font color="#006666">And Elros...would seek to have both his blades blessed, probably. Blacksword to +1 and steel sword to +2?

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Oh yah?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, I see. Pardon my presumption. ^^;;&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Watch this.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Thomas tries Brian then. :B

Rusal Ebonwood:<font color="#000000">&quot;Should you wish to purchase any scrolls or wondrous items, however, there are many in stock here.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi, in one quick shopping trip, manages to snag gloves of dexterity +2 for Aelian. As if that's not enough, she also sets about getting his bow enchanted, +1 style.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">lemme tally up that cost..

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Should be about 6000 if my artificer days serve me well.

Brian:<font color="#000000">Expect there to be some sputtering over the state of the armor.

Brian:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- What did you do, sleep in a sewer?!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">To the HQ~

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;There.. well..&quot; &gt;.&gt;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">The doktor is right. :&gt;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">In Amayan: &quot;Hello, Swallowtail!&quot; In Common: &quot;Hello, Barbarus!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Suffice it to say I earned the money to get this commission done.&quot; ^^;

Elros:<font color="#006666">Elros wonders how much it is to have two swords enchanted, anyway.

Brian:<font color="#000000">&quot;Off with that armor. Off with it. It's getting cleaned.&quot; &gt;8|

Liatai:<font color="#000000">One sword is already enchanted.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">D|

Liatai:<font color="#000000">To enchant the other one to +1, it would cost 2,000 GP.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">To improve the enchanted one to +2, it would cost 6,000 GP.

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">&quot;Hey.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;And that is for your missed birthday, chev.&quot; Tathi says with a loving kiss on the cheek for Aelian. Lucky ranger.

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">&#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 19 + 10 = 29&#160; <font color="#993300">&#187; The cat is using Swallowtail as a model for his coat. =3#

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">That's a craft, btw.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hello!&quot; Swallowtail calls in Common.

* Aelian blushes.

Aelian:<font color="#000000">&quot;... How did you know?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">That's...Hmm, 18gp into the 25, methinks. :.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">It will be a fine coat, indeed. =3=

Elros:<font color="#006666">Elros pays 8000 GP then to have both enchanted.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Magic.&quot; Tathi answers simply. Now, the question here is, was that an effeminate answer, or is she just shaking her big wizard jollies around again?

* Brian fusses over the armor, but the shield is enchanted in short order. A small white gem is added to the back of the shield in an unobtrusive place.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Does he have 8,000 GP? O_o

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Yes, he has like, 13k

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

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Holy crow, man. XD

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

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">&quot;Gah, hand cramp. Thanks Swallowtail. .3&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">And into the cart the cat goes.

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Remind me though, the bonus applies to...attack and damage?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Get your armor enchanted or some wondrous items or something, man! XP *brick'd*

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">I might've had fancier suggestions had I known that. But, really, as a two-weapon combatant, you can't go wrong with more accurate weapons.

Faerie:<font color="#006666">But doesn't stack with masterwork, correct?

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">So you now have one +2 sword and one +1 sword.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">In Amayan: &quot;Can we talk?&quot; ^^;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Talk? Yes. What is it?&quot;

* Sszeyl moves over to the Horse'd Wagon, to give the guard less distraction.

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Alright, I think I've got it sorted.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;I have been deficient in my duty as a student, and would like to apologize, and ask for a remidial lesson. ^^;&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">I suppose I shouldn't mention Tathi and Aelian are still sitting on about 3k a peice. XD

Edaric:<font color="#000000">For the sake of documenting it, Edaric gets his chain shirt enchanted, and also purchases a new cloak. Cloak of resistance +1 get!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Hmm. If Elros has 4000 gold left, he could get a belt to increase his strength by +2, and add yet another +1 to hit and damage for his weapons. Or he could enchant his armor for +1 AC.

* Faerie wonders what armor can be enchanted for. o.o

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Armor is exactly half of weapons. +1 = 1000gp. +2 = 4000 gp. Etc.

Meany:<font color="#993300">Reduced spell failure, mostly. =3=;;

Meany:<font color="#993300">It doesn't drop the skill check penalty, if I recall.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">The fancy special effects can't be applied to an item until it is atleast +1 enchanted, anyways.

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Don't suppose it does anything for general AC?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">(Making them all seriously expensive.)

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It does.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Sure, being +1 raises the AC by 1 point for armor/sheilds.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Er.. shields. &gt;.&gt;

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Thinking, that might be useful. o.o

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">You could also spend the 4000 gp on a pressurized tank of alchemist's fire if you're pissed off at a dungeon boss in Age of Worms. *_*

* Dr. Hatari is bricked.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ghost, have changes been made to Aelian's sheet?

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">oops, not yet sorry

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">just his gold

Meany:<font color="#993300">...

Meany:<font color="#993300">Ohjebus. x3

Meany:<font color="#993300">Sszey's touch AC is now Sixteen.

Meany:<font color="#993300">Wizards gonna hate him so much. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">There will be much M.C. Hammer.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Thomas is all updated~

Elros:<font color="#006666">Elros, while he's getting his weapons enchanted, gets his armor enchanted too. Mythral shirt +1 for 1000 gp. Anything that needs to be noted besides +1 AC?

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">and the +1 to weapons doesn't add to hit, because that's masterwork and WotC is tardedededed

Faerie:<font color="#006666">...wait, it doesn't add to what?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">The bigger benefit than the +1 damage is overcoming the DR of practically every monster in our current level range. =3=

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Okay, Faerie, strap in, this is pretty nuts.

Meany:<font color="#993300">Wait.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">When a weapon is brought to masterwork, it increases it's ATTACK by 1.

* Swallowtail bows.

Meany:<font color="#993300">I thought Lia was not observing those rules.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">When it is brought to +1, it increases its DAMAGE by +1.

Meany:<font color="#993300">=3=;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">.. but then +2 increases both attach and damage by 1 more point.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;First lesson. Learning how to take a fall.&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Alright, simple enough.

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

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Oh.

Faerie:<font color="#006666">:B

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">what?

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Masterwork bonus and enchantment bonus don't stack. :3

Faerie:<font color="#006666">No, I think I actually did it all correctly. x3

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">But you are observing this oddball rule?

Faerie:<font color="#006666">But re armor, what does +1 do? Or is it just +1 to AC?

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">+1 to AC.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">That's the only thing, pretty much.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Pretty much. Only masterwork brings down all the crazy stuff

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">I think it also makes the armor harder to destroy if someone is trying to sunder it. But that's hardly worth considering.

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Well, the +1 will be nice to have anyway.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Not exactly what I meant, but I bow to suprerior wisdom. What is the correct way?&quot;

* Sszeyl bows.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Every little bit. Each level we gain makes enemies attacks more accurate. Gotta keep up or expect to be auto-hit.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;When you are learning to move quickly and efficiently, as is the way of the school of air, you will fall. A lot. Best to learn how to recover and not hurt yourself when you fall, yes?&quot; =3=

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Swallowtail's Engrish is so endearing. :&gt;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">and macros are updated. :&gt;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Acrobatics 101 goes here.

* Thomas Lazarus returns from an eventful day of being scolded by and ignoring Brian. |D

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Now where the heck had the party agreed to meet up after shopping was done again?

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

Tokens dropped onto map 'Vigilant Guardian HQ'Tokens dropped onto map 'Vigilant Guardian HQ'Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 1 + 3 = 4&#160; <font color="#993300">&#187; Balance, &#171;  &#160;1d20+4 = 19 + 4 = 23&#160; <font color="#993300">&#187; Tumble, &#171;  &#160;1d20+4 = 7 + 4 = 11&#160; <font color="#993300">&#187; Jump. To see if this new school stuff mixes with the old school.

* Thomas Lazarus returns to the HQ when his purchases are done with.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi gang has arrived on the scene!

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">With a natural 1 on a balance check, well...

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">You do fall.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">A lot. =3=

* Thomas Lazarus arrives just in time to see Sszeyl, apparently, practicing drunken master style. =3=

Edaric:<font color="#000000">You likely hear the bard before you see him. He's trying not to be such an utter fail at singing. =3= &#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 19 + 4 = 23&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi sees the practice as well, and she can't tell if he's succeeding admirably or failing horribly.. he IS training for drunken master, right? Right?

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Not bad. :d&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 20 + 5 = 25&#160; <font color="#993300">&#187; Harmony~

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">Critical music. =3=

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">One sec.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">MUSICAL NUMBER, GO. :B

* Thomas Lazarus rubs his head in amused bewilderment.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-6E5kebinoQ

Liatai:<font color="#000000">What is that, for the bandwidth-challenged?

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hello!&quot; Swalllowtail calls cheerily in Common.

Meany:<font color="#993300">Prince Poppycock's rendition of Largo al Factotum.

Meany:<font color="#993300">:3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Dancefighting, perhaps.&quot; |3

* Thomas Lazarus waves.

* Edaric seems content to listen to the echoes as the song ends... then he suddenly seems to remember something and facepalms with a muttered oath.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">Let's try again. :9

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 7 + 3 = 10&#160; <font color="#993300">&#187; Balance, &#171;  &#160;1d20+4 = 18 + 4 = 22&#160; <font color="#993300">&#187; Tumble, &#171;  &#160;1d20+4 = 20 + 4 = 24&#160; <font color="#993300">&#187; Jump. To see if this new school stuff mixes with the old school.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;I forgot to visit the Talespinner.&quot; ^^;;;;;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..Hm? Was there something going on?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I was about to say..&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;My sword will probably not be finished being blessed until tomorrow evening. Which will also be about the time Commander Ashmore wished to see us again, if I'm keeping my timeline straight.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not particularly. I just thought that after an attack some new information on our spidery friends might have popped up.&quot; &gt;.&gt;;;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Oh! You mean I get to pester him again so soon?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mm. That, too. We've had poor luck with clues, or I'd be all for looking for them.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus gives Tathi a flat look and mutters, &quot;We told you over and over he wouldn't be able to do the scrying.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#000000">&quot;We should probably lay low and stick to known safe places while our equipment is being enchanted, in any case.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">You're doing better, Sszeyl!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;True.. that reminds me.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#0">(( Is Barbarus truly in his carriage, or is that outdated placement? ))

Meany:<font color="#993300">In the carriage.

Meany:<font color="#993300">Speaking of.

* Barbarus whistles.

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">&quot;Hey, Tathi!&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">&quot;Got something for ya!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">Figaro! Figaro! Figaro! Ahim&#232;, che furia! Ahim&#232;, che folla! Uno alla volta, per carit&#224;! Ehi, Figaro! Son qua. Figaro qua, Figaro l&#224;, Figaro su, Figaro gi&#249;,

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Those hidden clockwork blades you gave me finally came into great use. Thanks for that, again.&quot; :3

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">Pronto prontissimo son come il fulmine: sono il factotum della citt&#224;. Ah, bravo Figaro! Bravo, bravissimo; a te fortuna non mancher&#224;.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi looks over. &quot;Hrm?&quot; She says, before walking over.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;That giant crawdad-person was certainly not happy with the surprise.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">&quot;Awesome. .D&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">&quot;...Also, you smell like the business end of a mule.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Liar. Liar! D: Barbarus:<font color="#993300">&quot;I'll fix that in a second.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus goes inside to shower TEN MORE TIMES.

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">Spritz!

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">No more smell, instead, roses.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">=3= ... ... ...

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Acceptable. Nod.

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">Anyway.

* Edaric doesn't speak Amayan, you silly drow. =3=;;;;

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">The cat holds out a fist-sized orange gem to Tathi.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi's eyes widen, and she looks a little taken aback. &quot;What is this??&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">&quot;Elemental gem.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">&quot;It's got a huge fire elemental in it.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus flutters his eyes.

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">&quot;Smash it, and let the bodies hit the floor. =3#&quot;

* Faerie brb's, bio-break.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;That sounds really dangerous. Where in the world did that come from?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">&quot;I bought it.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">&quot;From the same guy I got my ring.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus rubs his chin.

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">&quot;He looked like Gnogglebolt, really.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">&quot;Except he had a huge red mustache and beard.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;A huge fire elemental..? Maybe that'll be something to throw at that Chimera, next time.&quot;

* Edaric idly strums. &#171; &#160;1d20+13 = 5 + 13 = 18&#160;  &#187; There, that should harmonize better with the song in the language I don't know.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">Time for more practice.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 10 + 3 = 13&#160; <font color="#993300">&#187; Balance, &#171;  &#160;1d20+4 = 12 + 4 = 16&#160; <font color="#993300">&#187; Tumble, &#171;  &#160;1d20+4 = 6 + 4 = 10&#160; <font color="#993300">&#187; Jump. To see if this new school stuff mixes with the old school.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi looks entirely too happy.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">... I knew I forgot something. More platinum rings. =3=

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;This is perfect!&quot; She says, and gives the big cat a hug! +1 jealousy from Aelian.

* Thomas Lazarus rubs his chin. &quot;It.. does obey its summoner, right?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">&quot;Yep.&quot; |3 *hug'd*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I see. A good trump card to have in reserve, then. Well done. I've never even heard of such gems.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">&quot;Yep.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">&quot;They come in five types. .3&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">&quot;At around two and a half thousand a piece.&quot;

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Air, Fire, Earth, Water, yes?

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">Four*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;The primary elements.. but..&quot; Oh. :P

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Retcon the above then.

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">I forgot this isn't Cold War.

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">Where you could buy Storm ones.

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">=3=

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">&quot;However...Water types need to be close to water.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;M'ah. I didn't really have any other plans for the evening. Shall we head off to the Talespinner and hear what there is to hear? I'd love to believe those spiders weren't a probing strike, and the ..Helvirahels(?) are on the ropes for a while. But I just don't.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus also fears that if the party doesn't dispatch the Drow before Miron re-enters the party, he will be ''rolling initiative to tackle everyone everytime they go to open a door. =3=''

* Thomas Lazarus doesn't say that, though. =3=

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sounds like a good idea to me! Heh, besides. I don't much fancy the idea of wandering alone while I'm not wearing armor.&quot; =3=;;;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 9 + 3 = 12&#160; <font color="#993300">&#187; Balance, &#171;  &#160;1d20+4 = 9 + 4 = 13&#160; <font color="#993300">&#187; Tumble, &#171;  &#160;1d20+4 = 4 + 4 = 8&#160; <font color="#993300">&#187; Jump. To see if this new school stuff mixes with the old school.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">In Amayan; &quot;Darnit.&quot;

* Swallowtail pats Sszeyl's shoulder. In Amayan - &quot;Practice.&quot; :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">To Swallowtail, &quot;Your Kellon is improving fast. I'm impressed.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Roll call, who's here?

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">Yo.

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

Teeny Rin:<font color="#993300">IGNORE ME.

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#0">(( *Doctor noises* ))

* Swallowtail seems to still be having trouble with some words in that sentence, but it sounds like a compliment. So she bows. &quot;Thank-you.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">In Amayan: &quot;Yeah...that's, not to put too fine a point on it, kinda exactly where I believe I've been a deficient student. ^^;&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Try setting a schedule for practice?&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">I'm rather hesitant to advance the plot with 2 players down. ^.^;;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Well, Fae did say he was away earlier. He may still be away. =3=;;;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Not practice. =3=; I do that while the sun is still down in the morning.&quot;

* Swallowtail headtilts.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;I mean...I've not aksed one question about the culture of the Way of Air.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Would like to fix that.&quot; ^^;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">This session feels like its chugging along like a two-wheeled car after a drinkin contest with Dorf's entire family.

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

Faerie:<font color="#006666">I'm here now, honest. &gt;.&gt;

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">All right, let's give that cart a shove!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Who's going to the Talespinner? Whole party?

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Yup!

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">Not it. =3=

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

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">Yo.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't know much about the school of the Four Beasts in Akellon. I come from far away over the sea.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Umm.&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 10 + 8 = 18&#160; <font color="#993300">&#187; Knowledge Religion check.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;After you?&quot; :3

GM:<font color="#000000">... okay, are people here? =3= Or stuck in loading?

GM:<font color="#000000">Or am I lagging? =3=

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">Yo.

Meany:<font color="#993300">:27

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:27 at :27.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Had a weird bit of lag. I be here. :&gt;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Hatari's on the phone, I know... Faeeeee?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">I'm loaded, just stuck in phone prison =3=;;;

* Liatai pokes the Fae.

Player &quot;Faerie.&quot; is not connected.Faerie:<font color="#006666">&gt;.&gt;

You whisper to Faerie: Oy. Character development ahoy. :B

Faerie whispers: :B Alright

* Edaric opens the door for the Guardians. :3 A few familiar faces can be seen through the door.

* Barbarus points!. &gt;.U

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi gang advances!

Tharky:<font color="#000000">Namely, a certain red-haired bard and his blonde-haired student. While Max seems to be mingling, Tharky seems to be in conversation with a half-elven man with long grey hair... and Sszeyl's selection of pictures is flipped open between them.

* Damien grabs Elros and brings him over to the door. &quot;Don't try to enter through the window, please.&quot; &gt;:| /OOC

* Elros enters through a window! Because his player forgot which was which. :U

Liatai:<font color="#000000">If you forget again, click. x3

Faerie:<font color="#006666">I even clicked on them and figured out whuch was the door earlier. : Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">New theme of Akellon: Giant signs that say &quot;THIS IS A DOOR&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Like, a minute a go. &gt;.&gt;

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

Damien:<font color="#000000">&quot;... what?&quot; the bouncer says to the Tathi gang currently crowding him.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Staaaaare- no I kid. :P

* Thomas Lazarus enters with his arms folded up in his sleeves. |3

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#0">(( Phone prison break out. ))

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">Barbie enters, and sprtizes everything in his reach.

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">Shazam, perfectly clean. .U

Ezer:<font color="#006666">Ezer hisses at Barbarus. D: Haron Silverthrush:<font color="#000000">Anyone who was in the Toris establishment when the map briefing was being given can identify the selection of pictures in the messenger's hands; they're the ones Sszeyl drew describing the history of Orgolloyss.

Kor:<font color="#6600CC">I will KILL you cat! Both of you!

Smug Elven Woman:<font color="#000000">Pretty much everyone in the tavern smirks.

Smug Elven Woman:<font color="#000000">Suddenly!

Ezer:<font color="#006666">I'd like to see you try, cheese-hips!

Travelling Performer:<font color="#000000">Barbarus is bombarded with prestidigitations from every angle! His fur is now neon-colored, he smells like a fruit salad, and he sparkles. &gt;:D

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">GM, when you have time, results of the Religion check?

* Thomas Lazarus covers his mouth. &quot;...&quot; ^^

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Enough for basic knowledge of the schools.

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">&quot;...I look so god damned pretty. .D&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi is going to need to make collective will and fortitude saves to stop laughing.

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">'''&quot;Thank you! .D&quot;'''

Travelling Performer:<font color="#000000">&quot;You're welcome~!&quot;

Max:<font color="#000000">This bard voluntarily failed his Will save, it seems. xD

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Um, lessee.&quot;

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey! There's a set of familiar faces!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;The Dragons up north, around the desert...they embody fire...from the blast furnace to the cinder.&quot;

Tharky:<font color="#000000">&quot;Guess you did know the way after all.&quot; :D

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Their kung-fu is based on brief instances of overwhelming force.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Kung... fu?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus offers Tharky a small wave.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;It's the proper Kellon term for martial arts taught to those in our line of work. =3=&quot;

* Hakutaku always enters through the window. (:3

Darroth Denbury:<font color="#000000">&quot;What'll yeh have tonight? Here for drinks, food, or just the atmosphere?&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#993300">Rin enters through the chimney.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#993300">PRESENTS.

Elros:<font color="#006666">Elros seats himself...in between two tables, apparently. &quot;SPme tea, if you would please.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus raises a finger and inhales.

Elros:<font color="#006666">*Some tea

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi hrms.. &quot;What's on the list of elven wine today?&quot; One of these days, she's going to find some goddamn moondrop I tell ya.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Then the realization of poordom strikes. &quot;... |D ...&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus lowers his hand.

* Barbarus passes Tom three PP.

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">.3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah, thank you, but..&quot; NIGHTMARE MONTAGE. =3=

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">&quot;Not a lone.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">&quot;A gift.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..I really just need to learn to budget better.&quot; =w=;;

Darroth Denbury:<font color="#000000">&quot;Same as it was last time. Our usual supplier of moondrop's run a bit dry lately.&quot; To Elros, &quot;Got a preference for any one kind?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh..?&quot; He tenetively palms the three platinums. &quot;Did I do something gift-worthy?&quot; :3

* Barbarus points to his arm.

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">Or rather, then stumb.

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">stump*

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Do not question the multi-colored cat, cleric.&quot; Tathi says with a smirk.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">x3

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;The...ones out east, close to the coast...they are having a civil war over what their animal is.&quot;

Woman in a Scarf:<font color="#000000">Someone else just slapped a prestidigitation on that cat. Now the cougar's facial markings keep changing color. |3

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;You may have seen some. =3=;&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">SEIZURE WARNING.

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Oh, well...house specialty. Anything is fine.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;But they are...at peace.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus seems slightly intimidated by the technicolor dream-cat. o3o

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Content with their lot, and their lives.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">west*

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">Not east, west. &gt;&gt;

Haron Silverthrush:<font color="#000000">The messenger closes the picture-book and turns to regard the Guardians. &quot;Not going to chase me out the window again this time, are you?&quot; |3 &quot;Good to see you in better health than the last time, tribesman.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;The Tiger's folk, over in Elf territory...they have a rich history of anger issues.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;But they put their all into protecting themselves, and their families.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">&quot;Thankee. .D&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">&quot;Reading a book?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh... oh, right. Sorry about that. We thought you were a Helvirahel assassin at the time.&quot; ^^;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;And..the Swallow.&quot;

* Haron Silverthrush raises an eyebrow.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;They are everywhere.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi can't resist. She adds to the nonsense by adding a prestidigination that makes bird song every time Barbarus finishes a sentence.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;You're quite welcome to sit with us in a non-chased-through-a-window fashion.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;So widespread that no one set of words describes them. ^^;&quot;

Haron Silverthrush:<font color="#000000">&quot;So it seems the local rumors are right.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus perks a bit. &quot;?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">Suddenly.

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">BOMBING RUN.

You whisper to Ghostwish: The elven hounds have been a little antsy since stepping into the tavern.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">DON'T GRAFFITI ME BRO D: Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi glances over at the elven hounds. &quot;Aelian, what's up with those two? They keep hopping about.

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

Ezer:<font color="#006666">Ezer bounds over to the far side of the table.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Something has the animals in a fit..&quot;

* Darroth Denbury passes over a cup of plain tea -- what, it's a tavern, not a teahouse -- and a glass of the same elven mead from last time.

Darroth Denbury:<font color="#000000">&quot;That'll be two silver for the mead and five copper for the tea.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">Elros prefers tea, but luckily isn't particular as to what kind. He hands a...however much it costs to Darroth, then sips at it slowly.

Elros:<font color="#006666">5 copper handed, then.

* Haron Silverthrush looks over at Thomas. &quot;You're not going to get much of an answer from an unspecified questioning look, y'know.&quot; |3

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">who ordered mead?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh.&quot; ^^;; &quot;Well.. it's just, I've been around so many bards, lately.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Usually that's all it takes.&quot; |3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;--But by all means,&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Tathi. Elven wine. Unless that's retconned out. =3=

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Eh, she'll take it. All the more chance for shennigans.

Max:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hehe, well, you do have a point.&quot; |3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;What can you tell us about those rumors? We were actually hoping to hear just such a thing on the way here. We're ready to take the fight back to those wily ones, but we've no clues to go on at all.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;...Aelian, can you handle her if she gets drunk again?&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;You think anyone can handle her?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;I hate you both.&quot; Tathi says, downing her mead.

Haron Silverthrush:<font color="#000000">&quot;Beyond rumors? Not much. Rumor has it you've been making good on making some very powerful allies. But you've gained the very powerful enemies that tend to come with powerful allies, as well.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sounds about right.&quot; ^^;;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&#171; &#160;1d20+1+fortitude = 15 + 1 + 4 = 20&#160; <font color="#6600CC">&#187; uh oh! She's drinking again.

* Thomas Lazarus sighs lightly. &quot;If I knew where they were hiding during the day..&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">Little toys fly everywhere, random smells abound, and absolutely everything except Thomas is at least four shades of pastel colours.

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">Sorry, dog broke out. ^^;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">@_@

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Someone tie that cat down!!!&quot;

Haron Silverthrush:<font color="#000000">&quot;And stories of adamantine spiders and clockwork rust monsters roaming the streets at night...&quot; The messenger takes something out of his pocket and toys with it a little... &quot;Very strange.&quot;

Smug Elven Woman:<font color="#000000">So much counterspelling. =3=

* Thomas Lazarus peers over. :o

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi perks up. &quot;Well, the adamantine spiders we can explain.. but what's this of clockwork rust monsters?&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">Elros hmms. Clockwork rust monsters? He looks over at Haron.

* Haron Silverthrush smirks. &quot;I think someone else in your group may know better what I'm talking about.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">Also Thomas has a little bird toy perched on his head.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">She tilts her head. &quot;And who might that be?&quot;

Haron Silverthrush:<font color="#000000">With a flick of the wrist, a small object skitters across the table and comes to rest in front of Elros.

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">It's obviously been made piece-by-piece with prest, so the overall work is above the prest quality. =3=

* Thomas Lazarus seems to find that acceptable. =3=

Elros:<font color="#006666">Elros catches the object, and picks it up to examine it.

Haron Silverthrush:<font color="#000000">It's a signet ring, bearing a crest that resembles an insect's head with long, feathery feelers. The creature in the crest has a distinct construct-like flair to it.

Faerie whispers: Oh, I thought we were going to say Elros had it in his posession. &gt;.&gt;

You whisper to Faerie: He has one just like it already in his possession. :3

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Any adventurer will recognize that fiend as a rust monster. &quot;What is it, Elros?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;That's all I know. ^^;&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">Elros looks up at Haron, with a serious expression on his face. Or maybe it's just his normal expression. hard to tell with him. &quot;This ring. Where did you get it?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">:o !

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">&quot;...I think that's the most I've ever heard him speak at once. =3=&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">=3#*

* Elros is Coolidge. :U

Haron Silverthrush:<font color="#000000">&quot;I have my sources. They wanted to send a message to you.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is that so..?&quot; He rubs his chin. &quot;..That's rather a bigger break than we could have hoped for.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">Elros rummages in his pack for a moment, and pulls out another ring, which must have once been identical to the first, although it bears a few scratches, and signs of age.

* Thomas Lazarus suddenly blinks and seems confused.

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#0">(( SPAH? :U ))

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">&quot;...Ah.&quot;

* Barbarus smiles knowingly.

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">&quot;Vendetta. .3&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Aack, carry on, be back in a few. ^^;;;

Elros:<font color="#006666">He examines the two beside each other for a moment, before setting them down on the table. &quot;So it's them.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus seems to comprehend much less.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..Just whose signet is that?&quot;

* Barbarus taps Thomas.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;What's going on?&quot; Any chance of getting a skill check to identify that signet ring?

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">&quot;Trust him to tell you when he burns through some of that apathy with rage. .3&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#006666">(Sorry, needed to look something up in the logs from yesterday. ^^; )

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Knowledge (nobility/royalty) would work.

Elros:<font color="#006666">The half-elf speaks realtively flatly, not excited or scared, almost...matter-of-fact. &quot;Did I ever tell you that I had another brother once?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 7 + 5 = 12&#160; <font color="#6600CC">&#187; knowledge, nobility!

* Thomas Lazarus shakes his head and falls quiet. He senses forboding exposition. &gt;:O

Liatai:<font color="#000000">That is the family crest of House Helvirahel.

* Tharky ... surprisingly, does not have his notebook out. Even bards have some sense of discretion, it seems.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">House who? The clueless player asks. ^_^;

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

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

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;House Helvirahel..&quot;

Meany:<font color="#993300">BRICKING TIME.

* Meany fires.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">DID I NOT SAY CLUELESS?

* Meany fires.

* Meany fires.

* Liatai BURIES GHOST IN BRICKS. XD

* Meany fires.

* Meany fires.

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

Elros:<font color="#006666">Elros sighs, and continues. &quot;My mother was not my father's first wife. She was an elf too. But that was...back during the war. I don't know exactly what, but...she was no friend of the drow. And they were no friends of her.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Okay. Hopefully for the last time needing to be explained. House Helvirahel is the Great House of drow assassins currently after your group. :P

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Who?

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;My father tells me when he returned one night, she and their child were already dead. Snuck up while the two were apart, and were waiting in ambush for him. Luckily, a passing patrol heard the ensuing commotion...&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">I KID KID KID I KID

GM:<font color="#000000">You cannot complain at us for forgetting the princeling's name now. =3=

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Oh but I SO WILL. :P

* Meany fires.

* Thomas Lazarus jolts.

Meany:<font color="#993300">I have thirty-seven more bricks.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">I have over 9000.

Meany:<font color="#993300">And thus logically.

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;...and found him near death. We never knew if they assumed him dead, or if the guard scared them off. But during the fight, he managed to...liberate this ring.&quot; He holds up the one he was carrying. &quot;...and the finger it was attched to.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#993300">You are immobolized by their weight.

Meany:<font color="#993300">=3=

Liatai:<font color="#000000">All right you two, stop bricking each other and listen to the exposition. :P

* Meany listens.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">0_0 &quot;...&quot;

Faerie whispers: Wait, would Elros know the name of the house, did we agree, or do I have to roll a check?

You whisper to Faerie: Yes, he would know. Especially by now. x3

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;So, you ask who this ring belongs to. It belongs to the House of Helvirahel. Who killed my father's first wife, and child, and left him for dead.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus doesn't appear to know what to say. He's a bit stunned.

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Haron, your contacts. Did they mention me by name?&quot;

Haron Silverthrush:<font color="#000000">&quot;The name of Saelian has been bandied around a fair bit in the rumor mills as of late.&quot; How nice, answering a question without answering it.

Elros:<font color="#006666">That is, however, close enough to an answer. &quot;Well then. They must at least know that their first attack on my family...was not as successful as they hoped. I pray that they are starting here, and not with my father.&quot;

* Barbarus spritzes some cleaning around the tavern.

Haron Silverthrush:<font color="#000000">&quot;If their crest is any indication. Rust monsters eat away at their target's defenses first. However, they can become so drawn into devouring their foe's armor that they ignore the foe himself.&quot;

Haron Silverthrush:<font color="#000000">&quot;The question then becomes, who is the armor, and who is the foe?&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">Elros thinks for a moment. &quot;If they were originally after Sszeyl...it is possible that they are concentrating here first. And accidentally discovered an old grudge.&quot;

* Darroth Denbury glances around the tavern, and a number of people who had been eavesdropping pointedly turn away. &gt;.&gt;;;;;

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">Cleaning~

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;So the plot thickens..&quot; Tathi says, sighing to herself.

* Thomas Lazarus is staggered a bit, but slowly works into an angry expression.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..Well, then, I for one am tired of letting these people run amuck in the city to take pot shots at us at their leisure. Especially after hearing all this!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;It was ... I don't even know. Somehow less despicable when they just wanted to kill us. I must have forgotten who we were even talking about.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;While I agree, they will not be easy to find. Do not think my father and his group didn't try.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">&quot;Except, there are other considerations, Thomas.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;We should use that ring and trace its old owner immediately.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">&quot;You and the others have a Widow to hunt down. =3#&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#006666">./tracert ring

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;There are still two days left before the commander's forces and resources are even ready.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I speak of doing this hunt, this very night.&quot; &gt;:|

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Blast it. I should have kept the temple of Boccob in the campaign file. XD

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;I second that.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;As do I.&quot; Tathi action team, go!

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;You propose to track this man's contacts&quot; He motions over to Haron. &quot;Or suggest we seek magical assistance?&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">What's that? You mean the temple of boccob I've got in my maps folder and could import for all of us? :&gt;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Importing a map while a server is up usually doesn't work so well... ^^;;

* Thomas Lazarus closes his eyes and waves a hand. &quot;Mr. Haron's secrets are his own, I don't mind that..&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus looks to Elros. &quot;I mean the Helvirahel owner of the new ring.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Done. ^^

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">&quot;Go then. =3#&quot;

* Haron Silverthrush makes a hat-tipping gesture to Thomas.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Even if they know we've spotted them, we may be able to arrive where they're at. Find some sort of clue trail.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">&quot;I'll fetch Sszeyl and Swallowtail.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..Something.&quot; He remarks after a pause, sounding desperate.

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;If we have anything at all to go on, it will be enough of a start. Waiting shall only give them more time to prepare.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's ... intolerable to let this just keep going on, like it's okay. I can't abide it! Not after hearing that story.&quot;

Max:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'd offer Grandfather's services as a scrier, but I think he's used up his scrying spells for the day trying to contact people to help with... Sszeyl's problem.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">Elros downs the rest of his tea, and sets down the empty cup.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I think we may know a gentleman.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">Cleaning the chimney~

* Darroth Denbury chuckles at the cat. &quot;Hey now, easy on the cleaning. Else I'll start having to pay yeh wages.&quot; |3

Faerie:<font color="#006666">And now that I've actually been useful &gt;.&gt; Let me know if there would be a convenient time to grab food.

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">&quot;I have a ring of infinite cleaning.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">&quot;And doctors orders to avoid combat.&quot;

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

Faerie:<font color="#006666">I'm hungry, and the cafeteria closes at 7ET

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">&quot;Need to vent! No charge.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">I'd like to break sometime for supper, too.

* Dr. Hatari needs doctor foods. DELICIOUS NEEDLES.

GM:<font color="#000000">What do you say? Calling a... oh, let's say 25-minute break for noms? :3

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

* Dr. Hatari ponders noms briefly.

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Imma just grab them and go.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Dinner's not for another hour, but sure. ^^

Faerie:<font color="#006666">But! Gonna shut off my computer here, if dinner is a-go.

Meany:<font color="#993300">Gotcha.

GM:<font color="#000000">In the meantime, if people who aren't hungry are sticking around, I'll still be here. So feel free to chat, nominate, or I do have the character deveopment question book here. :3

GM:<font color="#000000">Go forth and nom! x3

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl for diligent training. Face-to-floor style master. =3=

Meany:<font color="#993300">Tom for &quot;THIS WILL NOT STAND.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Tathi for hand in ... cookie ... I can't think of a metaphor that isn't an obvious euphemism. =3=

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">But you got double loot and Aelian has been active. :B

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Seconding all those except mine. :&gt;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Elros for BACKGROUND REVEAL *moodlights*

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Also, Elros! My gods, an active plot from you!? Scandelous!!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">*tumbleweed* =3=; I thought Danman would be back by now.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">Just poking the GM when game starts up, Swallowtai's cue. :V

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Anywho, off to make something to eat.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">back in a bit. :P

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Oop. The DM shall read up. Got a little lost in sudden plot. =3=

* Meany casts Atonement.

Meany:<font color="#993300">:V

* Dr. Hatari has a bowl of eggs, bacon, and potatoes.

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

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Apparently it is only me. :P

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Ah, there's an owl.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;The School of Water, I have seen... they are why I made the journey across the sea to begin with. In Amaya, my homeland, the Four Schools are the work of five ancient masters. Master of Fire, Master of Water, Master of Air, Master of Earth, and Master of All.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#993300">* Meany casts Atonement. Meany: :V

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The only line after that was Hatari returning with food. :B

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

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

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

Faerie:<font color="#006666">And back

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

Meany:<font color="#993300">Dr. Hatari: umissnuffin

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;These are their awarded names, not their real names. Every student of the schools chooses a name, but some names, the names of the Masters, are awarded. The phoenix, the swallow, the dragon turtle, the tiger. One who becomes a master of all four may become a Master of All. There have only been three in our history.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Even our ruler is not a Master of All. Master of Water and Air, but not of All.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Any looking to learn the School of Four Beasts first chooses a name and a school to begin their journey from. Some never leave this first school. Others journey on, seeking balance, or mastery, or power, or wisdom. Understand me so far?&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#006666">You know, a thought occurrs to me though

Faerie:<font color="#006666">If we're going to go hunting assasins...wouldn't we want to make sure we have Gnogglebolt along?

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">In a way. But, he can't be around for OOC reasons. So I figure it's just one of those things we sort of look the other way from, for now. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">I mean, barring that, we just literally have no plans left until timeskip. XD

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">I return!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Vae got on IRC. :o

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">So. Just waiting on the Meanster. :3

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

Meany:<font color="#993300">Stupid gah.

Meany:<font color="#993300">Dog broke out again.

Meany:<font color="#993300">Yo.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Yes, I understand.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">False alarm maybe. =3=

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Well. Shall we proceed?

GM:<font color="#000000">ROLL CALL!

GM:<font color="#000000">... great, either everyone just left or I'm lagging again.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">Yo.

* Dr. Hatari rolls. .-.

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">I AM THE MISTER CLEAN.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;...So, what is the conventions for the Swallow?&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;I know the initiate is supposed to know air-language first, before all else but...&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Hm?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">=3=;;; :23

Meany:<font color="#993300">:24

GM:<font color="#000000">FFFFFFF Mink does not get mad enough.

GM:<font color="#000000">$18 spent on restarting download limits ALREADY today.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">:23

GM:<font color="#000000">:23 at :25.

Meany:<font color="#993300">:D

Meany:<font color="#993300">:26

GM:<font color="#000000">I thought I'd made it clear that I need bandwidth on Saturdays. &gt;:O Ah well, the limit's been reset, AGAIN.

* Dr. Hatari pats. =3=;

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Geez, how little bandwidth do you have? :x

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;A student is supposed to learn the language of their chosen first school before moving beyond initiate stage. Name, language, recognition. Then you may learn more.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Too little. -.-#

GM:<font color="#000000">... Anywho. Moving on.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;...Name, language, recognition.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Heh, your order is much kinder than mine.&quot;

* Haron Silverthrush hands back the pictures to Tharky and speaks in Elven. (Elven) &quot;Interesting tale you have there, storyteller.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Hughsnet is pure robbery.. &gt;&gt;

Tharky:<font color="#000000">(Elven) &quot;I thought so, too. Well?&quot;

Haron Silverthrush:<font color="#000000">(Elven) &quot;Can't say I've heard it before.&quot;

Tharky:<font color="#000000">(Elven) &quot;It was worth a shot. Thanks for the audience.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Could I get another elven mead over here?&quot; Tathi asks.

Aelian:<font color="#6600CC">And suddenly the ranger starts sweating..

Meany:<font color="#993300">&quot;Sir, they left a note!&quot; &quot;Let me see that...it just says Dear Hughesnet, and it's a picture of me reading this note through a rifle's crosshairs.... Oh no.&quot;

Haron Silverthrush:<font color="#000000">(Elven) &quot;Not a problem.&quot;

Darroth Denbury:<font color="#000000">&quot;Two silver.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi pays before Aelian can get the coins away from her.

Darroth Denbury:<font color="#000000">And another glass is served. The bartender looks amused. |3

Aelian:<font color="#6600CC">Evil glare of hate- hey hold on a second, that's Kor's stint!

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&#171; &#160;1d20+1+fortitude = 7 + 1 + 4 = 12&#160; <font color="#6600CC">&#187; uh oh! She's drinking again.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">With whatever penalties may apply. XP

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">You get: +1 krunk.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;In my order, to be recognized beyond the initiate state...well, there is a long test.&quot;

* Haron Silverthrush stands. &quot;Well, I've been away from my duties long enough. Bottle of applejack for the road, Darroth?&quot;

* Darroth Denbury selects a bottle and passes it over. &quot;Yeh know the price by now, I'll wager.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;We are given a partner, to go through lessons with, eat meals with, become friends with. Then, on the day of the exam, we are locked in a pit, and told to kill each other.&quot;

* Haron Silverthrush flips a platinum coin the barkeep's way. |3

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">&quot;There.&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Would Haron like a Twilight Sparkle to go with that?

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">&quot;Not a speck left. =3=&quot;

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

* Thomas Lazarus frowns at the elf. Well. Their elf.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Take it easy, Tathi. There may yet be fighting tonight.&quot;

* Haron Silverthrush puts the bottle in his pack and stands... then pauses on his way out the door.

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Haron ordered an Applejack.

* Thomas Lazarus chooses not to take his attack of opportunity FOR NOW.

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

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Don't you think I know that?&quot; She says.. and orders another one.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I am not above giving you a sudden cold shower, missy.&quot; =3=

Haron Silverthrush:<font color="#000000">&quot;Rare is the drow that can stand the full brunt of the Sun's light. Maybe that'll help you someday.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..Hrm..&quot;

* Haron Silverthrush departs.

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">&quot;I know just the thing to bring her to her senses!&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">Just as Tathi takes a drink, spritz, she finds her ale tastes like Salt.

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">Pure salt.

* Swallowtail 's eyes widen.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;How does your school have any students left?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Aggh! Barbarus!&quot; She exclaims, glaring.

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">.P

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;There are many war-oprhans. Even from so long ago.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus shakes his head slightly. He looks relatively serious.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I still don't get the applejack thing. It's apple brandy. =3=

* Thomas Lazarus looks to Elros.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;And our order does not need many hands.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Our people are few.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well. Will you atleast accompany me? I think we should pay a friend a visit.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;It makes so little sense.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">&quot;I'll keep these guys sober.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Because, you must see from their line of thinking.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#0">(( The Ebonwood isn't in the maps presently. =3=; ))

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#0">(( Perhaps imagination land will suffice. ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It's late enough that the Ebonwood is closed.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;They are not nice people. If they were, they would have died long ago.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Curse you, D&amp;D time passage. =3=

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;I shall accompany you wherever we need to go. If it brings us any closer to them, then I'm all for it.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Their students must be broken of their fear to die, and to kill, or the entire order collapses at the next challenge.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus nods.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Whenever you're ready. I think I ought to fetch Sszeyl, too, considering.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus turns and departs.

Max:<font color="#000000">&quot;If there's anything we can do to help... well, you know where we live.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;He ought to know. They came for him first, after all.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#0">(( Are Sszeyl and Swallowtail actually in the street, or at HQ? ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">They're at HQ.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;So!&quot; He claps.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;I must choose a name, eh?&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;I still do not understand... but yes. A name.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">The slightly imbibed Tathi grumbles, and lets Aelian get her out before the Talespinner tavern has a bad runin with fire, lightning, elves, etc.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Maps shmaps. =w=

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Coming, Barbarus?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus heads back to the HQ with Elros in tow, keeping his chin cradled in thought much of the way.

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">&quot;Ready.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..Tch.. I had nearly forgotten about the enchanting.&quot; Tom's scabbard is empty.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;To be fair, I didn't either.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;So I tricked them.&quot; =w=

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;I used nerve strikes to slow down my partner's heart so they thought he'd died.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..Still. I won't be able to rest until we peer through the astral sea to whatever lies on the other side of that ring's history.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;But he woke up later.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;So they though our founder had sent him back for a great task, and gave him special training.&quot;

* Swallowtail laughs!

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;How fortunate that you're beginning your journey with the School of Air!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">^^

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Not very suddenly at all, a Thomas appears.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hello!&quot; Swallowtail calls in Common, and after a beat, as if suddenly remembering the gesture, waves.

* Thomas Lazarus offers an open hand back in response, but continues to march up to the two.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good to see you two.&quot; He looks to Sszeyl. &quot;I hope you're not terribly busy.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Not presently.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Just thinking of my new name.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;What goes on?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;The Talespinner was rather a lot more productive than we could've hoped. We've aquired a Helvirahel signet.&quot; He pauses at the new name remark and looks a bit curious.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;...How?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus doesn't pry for the time being. Business afoot and all.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Those things never leave their owner's fingers...ever.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;And as it seems, they may not only be after you. I...have an old grudge to settle with them. And they're well aware.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Not even during cremation.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Serious business is serious, and that's why everyone just turned a bright shade of pink and Tathi can't quit giggling.

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Funny. The one I have didn't.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&gt;|O

* Edaric counter-spells! Tathi is now pink. =3=

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Is a Tech! :O

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">And she doesn't give a flying damn. Aelian groans as she keeps giggling.

Meany:<font color="#993300">Yo!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Oh. Unexpected yo. o3o

TMG:<font color="#000000">Heyo everyone

TMG:<font color="#000000">Back--for a little while at least.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Just in time for plot.

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

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">Tathi suddenly smells like smelling salts.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Dunno for how long though, but it's not necessary for me to skedaddle on my own.

TMG:<font color="#000000">I'll prolly get bumpd off eventually though, so not jumping back in the game, just watching

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Everyone's on Talespinner Tavern right now.

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

* Dr. Hatari ... mapswitches. :B

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Sadly, that just doesn't have the effect of actual smelling salts. Also, Barbarus's casting evokes a farting noise every time he does it.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Someone give me a recap? I'll get the whole log once it's put on the wiki

* Thomas Lazarus sighs at the antics, but looks back to Sszeyl.

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">Tathi invokes quaking every time she walks.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..However it was obtained.. the important thing is that we got one.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">A Helvirahel signet ring was found.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I think we should see Zairith with this.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Rin's group is taking care of the gargoyles.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;...At this time of night?&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Ohboy. The mistake mercenaries go off to do it? ^^;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is he not a night person?&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Hope those gargoyles actually deserve that fate. :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Actually, no. :V&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;I thought he was a drowblooded guy. Aren't drow nocturnalish?&quot; &gt;.&gt;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;He spends a lot of the night sleeping.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;From being awake all day.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It's not THAT late at night. XD

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It's around sunset.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;But let's go see if he's pre-nap tea sipping!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Coming Swallowtail? :3&quot;

* Swallowtail follows curiously. :.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Should I drop Calrach into the talespinner?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..Be that as it may, I'll claim the idea as my own if he has some grumbly backlash in store for us. This is something of a pressing emergency, afterall. Just because we've slept through it for weeks and growth disinhibited to the danger does not make it any less so.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">We were actually inside for a long while already.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Everyone's about to head off to Zairith and Lethiriss' place.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">It may be weird for him to generate in our wake. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">Guess not, then. x3

TMG:<font color="#000000">Mkay, just sitting back to watch in that case

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;I was never really inhibited by the danger...but, okay.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;To the wizard!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">*cue Wizard of Oz music*

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Tokens copied and pasted. :3

TMG:<font color="#000000">how was this signet ring found?

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

Haron Silverthrush:<font color="#000000">|3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, that's just how I feel about it.&quot; He fusses. &quot;I.. hate that we've done nothing. That we've been unable to do anything. If I had children, or a loved one here, I would.. be going out of my mind. This has to end before we're rudely brought to our senses by a loss.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus departs for ZLR empire.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">With a drunk wood elf in tow. Oh this should be good.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">Knockity knock.

GM:<font color="#000000">Just ZL at the moment, as the R part of the faction left town a few days ago.

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;Who issss it?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">ZL formerly of the R republic. :B

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;A bunch of very polite assassins!&quot; Tathi blurts out.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Sszeyl with a customer willing to pay exoberant rates for an after-hours scrying.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Those of you with sharp eyes might notice a brief flicker of light in front of the door.

Aelian:<font color="#6600CC">Aelian turns a little red with embarassment.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Light? Where?

* Thomas Lazarus does not seem amused. &gt;:|

GM:<font color="#000000">Spellcraft if you're so inclined.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Helvirahel is involved. :V&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&#171; &#160;1d20+11 = 17 + 11 = 28&#160; <font color="#6600CC">&#187; spellcraft! -5 if its necromancy or illusion, +2 if it's evocation!

GM:<font color="#000000">That was an arcane eye materializing.

GM:<font color="#000000">Someone's clearly added new wards to the door.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Quit peekin' at mah skirt!&quot; Tathi blurts again, as Aelian tries to get a handle on her.

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">Tathi is barraged by colours across her occular organs.

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">|3

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Counter-spelled!

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">The door opens, and if snakes could blink, you'd be sure Lethiriss would be.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Tom, for the sake of hospitality, you go in, and bring two others.&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#006666">I should think the problem would be peeking up it, not at it.

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

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sss, there are a lot of you today. What happened?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;This is a private residence, not a meeting hall. =3=&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mm.&quot; He nods at Elros. And ...

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">...

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Hiiii -hic!-&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">He just takes Elros. =w=

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Beg your pardon, ma

Elros:<font color="#006666">Elros blinks.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">*ma'am.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">I like you Tom, but not that way.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">GET N HERE. PUT ON THIS DRESS.

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;... either something just happened, or you have some other excuse for bringing a drunken wood elf to my door.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Now be polite, you two~&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus stage whispers in annoyance, &quot;I tried to keep her out of the cups..&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus hisses a sigh.

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;You'll have to excuse her, she has trouble holding her liquor sometimes.&quot;

LiNeer:<font color="#000000">Watch yourself, serval. This is my domain.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;... In any case.&quot; He opens his eyes and frowns at Zairith.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Something has come up regarding the Helvirahel agents that we didn't think we could wait on, considering.&quot;

* Lethiriss peeks out of the door.

* Thomas Lazarus nods at Elros.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;I

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">'ll keep them busy.&quot;

Ezer:<font color="#006666">Hey, you're not a mouse. I have no beef with you.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Hmm. Wandering in an out of afk, since I'm just watching. :U

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;So, guys, who's up for some bonding excersises? :3&quot;

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;Would the resssst of you like sssomething to eat or drink while you're out there? Sss, it feelsss wrong to have guessstsss out in the ssstreet.&quot; &gt;.&gt;;;

TMG:<font color="#000000">If anyone needs me, beep me in irc and I'll get around to it eventually.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Sure! Got any wine?&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Ah, yes. As it turns out, the assasins sent after Sszeyl have...recalled an old grudge against my family.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;NO.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#000000">Splat.

* Zairith raises an eyebrow and waits for Tom and/or Elros to continue.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Is there a giant Rin on the roof. XD

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;No, this is actually kind of serious stuff.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#993300">RAWR

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

* Lethiriss ssstandssss guard. =3=

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;The same group...or at least house...of assasins who are after Sszeyl killed my father's first wife and child, and nearly succeeded in killing him.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;The rules of the excersise is simple.&quot;

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;Unexpected, though not unprecedented. Continue.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">Elros rummages in his pack, and pulls out the old ring. &quot;During the fight, he sliced off one finger, but it was the one with this ring on it. And now, I've been sent another.&quot; He holds up the new ring as well, presuming he has i.

Elros:<font color="#006666">*has it

* Thomas Lazarus folds his arms and nods.

* Zairith 's eyebrows rise. &quot;Where did you get that newer ring.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;A contact, of a sort.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;It was delivered to me today, in a tavern, by...yes, a contact. I suspect it had passed through many hands before his. But...this is the closest we've had to any sort of lead. For either Sszeyl or myself.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">decisions... decisions.. should tathi start throwing fireballs about at random? Charm a guard to run and make out with Zairith? hmmmmmmmmmmmmm...

* Zairith stands. &quot;Bring it here, quickly. I will be back shortly.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..It struck me as a matter that concerned you, too. It seemed wiser to bring you the news and opportunity sooner, than later.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">She goes completely lolrandumb after like 3 glasses of mead? :P

* Zairith strides over to the study -- you can hear books being moved aside.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">She's an ELF. They're the complete and literal opposites of dwarves! :P

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Afk 2 shakes.

* LiNeer seems to be patiently waiting for the ring.

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

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">:22

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Thankee. :22 received at :24.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">And the download limit has been exceeded.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Again. -.-

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">What. :23

Liatai:<font color="#000000">At this rate, I'm going to make my BROTHER pay for this.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Are you sure? We were just silent for like 5 minutes.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">HOW is it exceeding the download rate this quickly!?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I'm sure.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I just checked it.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">That's how. He's the only one aside from me online.

Sszeyl: <font color="#993300">(( Sorry. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#993300">(( Drama. ^^; ))

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

* Zairith returns, carrying a worn bag.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Buggering heck. -.-

TMG:<font color="#000000">I really, really hope this doesn't wind up as a CrackIsCheaper situation....

TMG:<font color="#000000">games are good, but your personal finances are important.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Only rule, everyone gets one question to ask the group.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">I vote we end if the bandwidth gets exceeded agian. This is.. silly.

Zairith:<font color="#000000">He begins to take a variety of things out of the bag... a scroll, and a mirror. &quot;The ring.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;The group must answer that question.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Ladies first. :3&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">Elros hands Zairith the new ring, and puts the old one back into hi pack.

Elros:<font color="#006666">*his

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi blinks, a little blearily. &quot;Do what now?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Everyone gets a question, Tathi, the group has to answer the questions.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Swallowtail's turn. =3=&quot;

* Zairith gestures for Thomas and Elros to come closer. &quot;This concerns you and yours, as well.&quot; He holds the ring in one hand, and unfurls the scroll.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Che?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Who's asking who what now?&quot;

* Sszeyl explains in Amayan.

* Zairith pute the mirror on the chair for easy viewing and begins to read from the scroll... Coming over, Elros?

* Dr. Hatari attempts to click-drag. :9

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Derp. I confused who was who.

Zairith:<font color="#000000">The surface of the mirror clouds briefly...

Faerie:<font color="#006666">&quot;What do you mean come over? I'm right next to...wait, that's lethriss, not Zairith.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">The surface of the mirror becomes dark for a moment. Fortunately, the visual sensor has the same acuity as the caster's, which is darkvision.

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">Tom's expression hardens. He glares into the image of the mirror. &quot;...&quot;

TMG whispers: ahh, so the Nimblewright isn't the officer in charge. Oh well. x3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Folks are being a pain, brb

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi is -so- barging into the room for this. Scrying! Magic! Hic!

TMG whispers: ... unless nimbewright is using magic disguise...I should stop talking. :B

Elros:<font color="#006666">Elros looks into the mirror as well, though he can't see anything.

Dead Assassin:<font color="#000000">The first thing to come into view is a drow, slumped against the wall. For being dead, he's conspicuously void of obvious injuries... except for a missing ring finger and a slender stab wound in the chest. There are whispered voices in Elven... Zairith pauses before continuing to read from the scroll. Comprehend Languages for all.

Assassin with a Golden Eye:<font color="#000000">&quot;Who could have done this? We covered our tracks perfectly,&quot; a drow man says; one eye has been replaced by a golden metal orb, which shifts as his one normal eye glances between the dead drow and the other two with him.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">Drow speaking Elven?

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">Heresey.

Nine-Fingered Assassin:<font color="#000000">&quot;Whoever it was --&quot; A dark-haired drow woman wearing a choker necklace with a teardrop-shaped gem on it hisses.

Assassin Leader:<font color="#000000">&quot;Silence.&quot;

Assassin with a Golden Eye:<font color="#000000">The other two stop talking.

Assassin Leader:<font color="#000000">&quot;Whoever it was matters little. He was not important to the venture as a whole.&quot;

Assassin Leader:<font color="#000000">&quot;It means that he was insufficient in covering his trail properly. Any who cannot do that is not fit for our service.&quot;

Assassin with a Golden Eye:<font color="#000000">&quot;... You're right, as always.&quot;

Assassin Leader:<font color="#000000">&quot;I trust both of you have been diligent.&quot;

Nine-Fingered Assassin:<font color="#000000">&quot;As always, Lady Thaticice --&quot;

Assassin Leader:<font color="#000000">Suddenly, the woman snaps forward, quicker than a blink, and snaps a hand over the nine-fingered woman's mouth. She glances around with quick, birdlike movements of the head...

Assassin Leader:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Idiot. We are being watched.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;That I could talk back to them..&quot; He mutters while staring into the mirror with folded arms and narrowed eyes.

Assassin Leader:<font color="#000000">The woman's head turns toward the magical sensor... and a slow smile starts to form on her face.

Assassin Leader:<font color="#000000">&quot;The wizard from before.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;That I could cost a spell at them..&quot; Tathi says, seemingly sober until- hic! Yup, she's still drunk.

Assassin Leader:<font color="#000000">She raises a hand and points at the sensor... &quot;I see you.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">If the dramatic prettiness of their tokens is any indication of HD, we're boned. =w=

GM:<font color="#000000">The image suddenly shatters.

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Well now, this is iteresting.&quot;

* Zairith growls. &quot;Scrying detection. She dispelled it.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus frowns more deeply for a moment.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..And they were in a nondescript alley. There are thousands of places that could have been in this city.&quot; He sounds slightly bitter.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi, despite her brain swimming in fumes, is doing her best to memorize their appearences. &quot;Their very demeanors will make later scrying even easier..&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 1 + 2 = 3&#160; <font color="#006666">&#187; For untrained knowlege if it's possible, to get any better bearing on where that was.

Elros:<font color="#006666">Elros forgets where HE is. D: Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;No use searching for that body, either.. A platinum peice that it's going to be ash in the next few seconds.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi hiccups again..

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;I need to sober up.&quot; She says, slumping down.

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;I sincerely doubt that future scrying will be as successful, Miss Tathi.&quot; The wizard pinches the bridge of his nose.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">Sorry, moredrama.

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyone who can dispel my scrying with that much ease likely has access to the magic of creating false vsions.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">*visions

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Oh be more of an optimist you silly drow. I watched my..&quot; She starts, but then stops, swallowing hard. &quot;.. I've seen scrying battles before. They can be very entertaining.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't suppose Lady Thaticice is anyone you've heard of, either?&quot;

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;We were fortunate to get so much as a glimpse of them.&quot;

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;The name is vaguely familiar.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Any knowledge skills able to tack down that name?

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Excuse me while I fetch Zairith's character sheet. =3=

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+13 = 1 + 13 = 14&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">D|

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Well. We did learn one thing, at any rate.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Oh? =3=&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Even if we haven't found them, someone has. Someone else is preying on them.&quot;

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;Aside from hearing the name in connection with House Helvirahel in the past... then again, it may be a pseudonym.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Perhaps that's how Mr. Silverthrush got this ring in the first place.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Assassins have few friends, many enemies.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..Not that we know anything about him, either.&quot; Flat look returns.

* Zairith raises an eyebrow. &quot;Silverthrush?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;One of, apparently, many names.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Zairith?&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Indeed. Perhaps where the ring came from.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus closes his eyes and frowns. &quot;I'm sorry. I don't know anything else.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 14 + 5 = 19&#160; <font color="#6600CC">&#187; knowledge, nobility!

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Were there any distinct features or behaviours of these assassains?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Maybe I know them. |3&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yep, that nets you something.

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;Hmf. Surprized they didn't kill the woman, too. I guess they really did think they'd killed my father.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">But just a moment.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ah. x3 Nevermind. I'll get you your result.

You whisper to Ghostwish: It's bad news. Thaticice of Helvirahel is a very high-ranked assassin in the House, usually assigned to jobs requiring deep cover. Her name is well-known to those who know the House.

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;I doubt you do, but very well.&quot;

Zairith:<font color="#000000">'One was a dark-haired woman with the ring finger of her right hand missing. The other was male, short hair, with what seemed to be a mechanical prosthetic left eye. Then there is the Thaticice mentioned. Apparently quite quick and skilled in the arcane.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Thaticice.. She's a powerful one in the assassin house. They typically only send her out on jobs requiring deep cover..&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmmm.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;All this over little me?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..Atleast they have concerns besides just ourselves.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;I did not think I had angered Yazagh so.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Oh well. =3=&quot;

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;Did this Silverthrush happen to have a first name?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Dunno.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;But!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Haron. I.. think.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;He's recently purchased several books.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Or Cal'Tel.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;On that Dragon that tried to kill you. :.&quot;

* Zairith reaches down into the bag and brings out... a book.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..I've heard people call him all kinds of things. We still have no idea who he is. He just shows up sometimes with mysterious and crucial information.&quot;

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;A half-elven messenger by the name of Haron Silverthrush delivered this to me several weeks ago. It seems you are not the only ones receiving information from him.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;All I know is he hasn't been an enemy yet. Just a selective benefactor.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus blinks a few times, then glances at the book.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It's a rather thick tome in Draconic.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">It might as well be kanji to this person. &quot;=3=;&quot;

* Zairith catches the look of bewilderment and heads it off at the pass. &quot;A treatise regarding the dragon currently plaguing Sszeyl.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">The plot thickens!

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;I have one of those too. :D&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;It's actually quite horrifying.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus dons a somewhat worried look.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..What if neither of those factions are interested in Sszeyl?&quot;

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hm?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;If they want the dragon, they're being stupid about it.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Just say the release phrase, and whatever's keeping him locked up will go out the window.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;He himself said, this is all a little in excess for his sake.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus raises a brow and shakes his head. &quot;I doubt that's the point.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus mutters quietly, &quot;Nevermind my conjecture.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thank you for the aid.&quot; He bows.

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;It is a valid question, templar.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi sighs. &quot;I need a drink. For real this time.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;No!&quot; From outside.

* Zairith slides the mirror back into his pack. &quot;While the dragon would be a tempting target, the boy is correct. House Helvirahel has access to Orgolloyss' inner sanctum. They would be aware of the seal binding the creature.&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#006666">(Sorry, random Lisky call. x3; )

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;If my theory is correct... Lady Thaticice will not be your group's primary concern.&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#993300">(( Random Lisky booty call? :V ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#993300">(( *shot* ))

Faerie:<font color="#006666">(I wish, etc.)

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;...Oh?&quot;

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;While transporting Sszeyl, due to... certain events.&quot; There's a brief flash of a look in Sszeyl's direction over spectacles. &quot;I displayed a significantly more substantial portion of my arcane power than I would have under different circumstances.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">brb! Dinner!

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;The warrant we recovered bore my name, not Sszeyl's. While a warrant for Sszeyl doubtless exists, Lady Thaticice, from what we saw just now, would be quite potent in combat against a skilled spellcaster.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mm.&quot; He folds his arms and nods at that.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;So. She could be coming after you.&quot; Suddenly, the whimsical mood from before is gone.

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;This is, of course, only conjecture. But if it is not groundless, then one of the other two is the operative assigned to the Guardians. If not both. And if not the one likely being cremated as we speak.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">Replaced with something...dark.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">bac k!

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;Judging from your reaction, Elros Saelian, it is likely the nine-fingered woman.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..Hm..&quot; He glances to Elros.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..If that were the same one who had.. crossed your family.. then the older ring you still bare could still track them. Atleast one more time.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Unless they simply have a preponderance of finger-targeting foes.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">Translating for Swallowtail.

* Swallowtail speaks up in Amayan -- unfortunately, the Comprehend Languages effect faded with the scrying. =3=

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Assassins bearing signet rings... someone could be collecting the rings as trophies, if there are a lot of them missing fingers?&quot;

* Sszeyl relays this.

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi smirks.. &quot;That's not a bad idea.. and then we could drop them on the ground when we meet the leader, and say &quot;Guess what happens to you next?&quot;&quot;

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;Regardless of grisly trophies.&quot;

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;The idea of scrying with the older ring is worth a try. At some point in the future. I have no doubt that Thaticice has placed a false vision over that entire alley.&quot;

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;If we can catch her when she is not under her mistress' wing, she may lead us to further clues.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#0">(( Not exactly afk, but severe finger-licking required before typings :9 ))

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;It is something, atleast. Substantially more than before.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Perhaps before we leave for the north.&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#006666">(&gt;.&gt;)

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;You clearly know where to find me.&quot; Was that... a joke? &gt;.&gt;

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

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ss... sssomething ssspringsss to mind.&quot;

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thisss Thaticccicccce... sssshe worksss undercover, yesss?&quot;

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

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;If sssshe issss worth her sssalt at all, sssshe will have accccesssss to ssssshapechanging magicssss. Sssshe may try to deccccieve ussss.&quot;

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

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;If you think scrying the older right would help, even after these many years, it may be worth a try.&quot;

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Lisky. He can talk an ear off. &gt;.&gt;

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;We all are targetssss. Sssshe knowssss what we all look like.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..True. I do not know how the spell operates. It may, now, scry on you.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus looks to Zairith quizzically.

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

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;We've been targets..&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... am I lagging? =3= Tathi: &quot;We've been targets..&quot; :32

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

Meany:<font color="#993300">Testing,

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">You're 1 minute in the future

* Dr. Hatari is bricke.d

Meany:<font color="#993300">Can you hear me, Queen Latifa.

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;Arcane eyessss are all well and good, but ssssomething far ssssimpler may help defeat her if ssshe attemptssss to disssguisssse herssself as one of usssss.&quot; :3

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

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Welcome...to the WORLD of TOMORROW!

Faerie:<font color="#006666">(/Futurama)

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Ssss, the ressst of you, come inssside.&quot;

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

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

* Zairith nods. &quot;Thomas and Lethiriss both raise excellent points. If she were scrying on me, my wards would alert me. However, the rest of you are not warded. Come in.&quot;

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

* Thomas Lazarus is smurt? |D *wag wag wag*

Meany:<font color="#993300">Thomas Lazarus: &quot;Perhaps before we leave for the north.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">I mean... *SRS* =3=

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;Archer, drag your dogs and drunken love interest in here.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#6600CC">Grumblesnort.

* Aelian opens his mouth as if to argue, but.... he shuts it and brings the dogs and elf inside. &gt;.&gt;

Meany:<font color="#993300">Someone send a log my way?

Meany:<font color="#993300">=3=

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

You whisper to Meany: Thomas Lazarus: &quot;Perhaps before we leave for the north.&quot; Faerie: (&gt;.&gt;) Zairith: &quot;You clearly know where to find me.&quot; Was that... a joke? &gt;.&gt; Meany is disconnected. Lethiriss: &quot;Ss... sssomething ssspringsss to mind.&quot; Lethiriss: &quot;Thisss Thaticccicccce... sssshe worksss undercover, yesss?&quot; Meany has connected. Lethiriss: &quot;If sssshe issss worth her sssalt at all, sssshe will have accccesssss to ssssshapechanging magicssss. Sssshe may try to deccccieve ussss.&quot; Meany is disconnected. Elros: &quot;If you think scrying the older right would help, even after these many years, it may be worth a try.&quot; Faerie: Lisky. He can talk an ear off. &gt;.&gt; Lethiriss: &quot;We all are targetssss. Sssshe knowssss what we all look like.&quot; Thomas Lazarus: &quot;..True. I do not know how the spell operates. It may, now, scry on you.&quot; * Thomas Lazarus looks to Zairith quizzically. Meany has connected. Tathi: &quot;We've been targets..&quot; Liatai: ... am I lagging? =3= Tathi: &quot;We've been targets..&quot; :32 Dr. Hatari: Nope Meany: Testing, Dr. Hatari: You're 1 minute in the future * Dr. Hatari is bricke.d Meany: Can you hear me, Queen Latifa. Lethiriss: &quot;Arcane eyessss are all well and good, but ssssomething far ssssimpler may help defeat her if ssshe attemptssss to disssguisssse herssself as one of usssss.&quot; :3 Liatai: Yo. Faerie: Welcome...to the WORLD of TOMORROW! Faerie: (/Futurama) Lethiriss: &quot;-- Ssss, the ressst of you, come inssside.&quot; Meany is disconnected. Meany is disconnected. * Zairith nods. &quot;Thomas and Lethiriss both raise excellent points. If she were scrying on me, my wards would alert me. However, the rest of you are not warded. Come in.&quot; Meany has connected. * Thomas Lazarus is smurt? |D *wag wag wag* Meany: Thomas Lazarus: &quot;Perhaps before we leave for the north.&quot;

Zairith:<font color="#000000">Zairith takes another scroll out of his pack. &quot;I will clearly need to make more of these.&quot; He speaks an arcane phrase, and the same grey mist that warded the room in the temple of Pelor issues forth for a moment before dissipating.

* Lethiriss nods. :3

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sss. What I meant wasss thisss. There are waysss to counter magical viewing through disssguisssesss, but thossse who focusss on magic ssssometimesss forget that there are mundane waysss to foil a disssguissse.&quot; |3

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;The ssssimplesssst being a code phrasssse.&quot;

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ssssomething we can ssssay to identify oursssselvesss as being the genuine article. Or a ssssign to disssplay.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmmm.&quot; He glances to Ed. =3=

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">No stranger to code-phrases in this group.

* Edaric starts to say &quot;cheesecake --&quot; but decides better of it. =3=

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Tathi suddenly blurts out the elven phrase for &quot;I'm wearing a dress and can't see straight!&quot;

* Zairith frowns at Tathi.

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;Miss Tathi, a little propriety, if you please.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;What!? What's the chances of someone guessing that phrase?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's too hard, anyways.&quot; =3=;

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sssshe doessss have a point.&quot; |3~

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;What was Tathi's first possession as a Guardian?&quot;

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not everyone here has the skill to speak Elven properly.&quot; &gt;:\

* Thomas Lazarus blinks.

* Lethiriss tilts her head. &quot;I don't know.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus shrugs.

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Tathi? =3=&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;It's just ONE phrase, come on!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Aelian, slap her into sobriety.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">For those who can't remember, it was a goblin named Razzik. *trivia moment for the day~* :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">Ahh, elros should know that one! (Tathi getting possessed)

* Thomas Lazarus muses for a bit.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Goblin.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Cheesecaek?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Named Razzik.&quot;

Elros:<font color="#006666">&quot;It was a...while ago.&quot;

* Edaric snorts. &quot;Not cheesecake.&quot; |3

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">er, afk, bio

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;Rassszzzssszik.... it isssss very hard to pronouncccce.&quot; =3=;;;;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Right.&quot;

* Sszeyl pounds fist into his palm.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;How many alcoholic drinks is Tathi allowed to have?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Exactly two and one quarter.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#000000">&quot;None.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;That's too easy to guess.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">=3=

* Lethiriss hiss-giggles. Ss-ss-ss-ss! x3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;..If they are scrying on us, at some time, it would be incredibly easy for them to pick up on our password, such as the Guardian HQ alarm's password. We all said it, often enough that any of their reconaissance agents could have figured it out. Almost immediately with an arcanist watching us.&quot;

* Lethiriss tilts her head and hisses inquisitively to Zairith, who nods.

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">back!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;The password should be a feint, followed by something sublte. Something harder to notice from afar.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;That we could notice an imposter not doing.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;That's why he's making anti-scrying scrolls.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;...Hmm.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Everyone goes and pats Venezuela? |3&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#993300">&quot;...&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;We want a password, not a death sentence!&quot;

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;Unfortunate that you lack the skill to cast them yourself, young Tathi.&quot; Was that a disguised zing at her ability? Possibly.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Like rubbing your index finger and thumb together.&quot; &gt;.&gt;

* Sszeyl snaps fingers.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Like that?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Yes, but I don't have a drunk wood elf in a very flammable house, now do I Mr. Snarky von SnarkPants?&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#6600CC">Aelian facepalms. &quot;Tathi..&quot;

TMG whispers: Great. Now I'm entertaining the not-serious thought of since Gnogglebolt went off on his own, he comes back as an imposter. x3

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;You will not make threats like that again, Tathi.&quot;

TMG whispers: No one expects the gnome x3

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Not here.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Not anywhere.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Please.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus waves a hand. &quot;More subtle than snapping your fingers. That's even more obvious than conspiratorial whispered passwords. ^^;&quot;

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sss, now, now. Calm yourssselvesss.&quot;

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">The area suddenly feels noticeably calmer.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">|O

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">|D

Tathi:<font color="#6600CC">Well that was an interesting effect.. Tathi had stood up, looking like she was going to turn Sszeyl into an ugly toad or something.. and then passed out, flopping into Aelian's bemused lap. What spell was that, drunks be gone?

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sssshame you all don't know the hand language. Ssssome of itssss ssssignsss are very ssssubtle...&quot;

* Zairith shakes his head.

* Sszeyl is quiet.

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;Helvirahel assassins are taught the hand language as a matter of course.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus sighs at Tathi.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;In any case, it'll be something we can consider behind closed doors, elsewhere. With half our weapons indisposed and no location leads, I suppose there'll be no assault for us tonight, either.&quot;

* Zairith raises an eyebrow.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Again.&quot; He whispers.

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;This is as close to a secure 'closed door' as you can get against scrying.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Er, oh, no. I've no doubt. I just mean, we're missing a few companions. We should probably devise the code and tell together.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;Except of course.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;A Magic-Deity's temple.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;...Hmm.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;I wonder...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not necessarily. Although I've no doubt the priests could make it so.&quot;

Zairith:<font color="#000000">&quot;For now, let us perhaps use the hand gesture suggested, until all individuals involved can gather.&quot;

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sss, with the drinkssss quessstion asss a backup.&quot; :3

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">&quot;Exxxxactly two and a quarter?&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#6600CC">&quot;Please don't mention anything about drinking..&quot; Aelian says, sighing as he shifts his unconcious lover..

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;I must beg your pardon again, but I'm becoming a little weary of pondering it now. Ideas upon ideas, implied threats upon threats, and no certain terms to frame the future in.&quot; He sighs and rubs a temple. &quot;..It's all starting to get to me. I had my hopes up with this lead.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thank you a thousand times, Mr. Zairith.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">If only there was a little man with a focused mind to keep everyone on track. x3

* Zairith nods. &quot;If you uncover anything more, kindly make us aware of it.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">&quot;Certainly.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus weaves through his companions and heads out, winding back for the HQ.

GM:<font color="#000000">If you look back through the door, all you see is a solid black wall.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">&quot;...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">WHAT SORCERY IS oh. Right.

Sszeyl:<font color="#993300">Jump through~

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#000000">The sorcery.

GM:<font color="#000000">Shall we cut it here?

TMG:<font color="#000000">I have been around for a lot longer than I thought I'd be, and maybe for a while longer, so I'm thankful for that--

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

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Okay, that work s too. ^^

GM:<font color="#000000">Oh!

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Can we hug the mink token? :&gt;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Works quite well

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">I have been fighting nodding off for hours. ^^;

Meany:<font color="#993300">I would ask so.

GM:<font color="#000000">All right. Any noms?

Aelian:<font color="#6600CC">And I missed the chance to have this bloke ask the drow for a custom spell. XD

Faerie:<font color="#006666">Well, that sounds like the most agreement you'll get out of this lot.

Meany:<font color="#993300">Tom for WHAT SORCERY IS-oh,that.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">That's not a nom. :B

Meany:<font color="#993300">Tathi for diplomacy fail.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl for camp counselor. =3=

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Nomming Tom for helping the world succeed in its plot to make his player the ONLY SANE ANCHOR THE PARTY HAS.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Hey! Gnogglebolt's sane, too! :o

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Thomas is not even supposed to be a smart or leading character. :P

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Right, let's go talk nice to the gargoyles everyone!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Get on the ball, clowns. :B

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt was just saying &quot;At -least- find out what's -going on- before you start swining your swords. :B &quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Nomming Sszeyl for STFU TATHI and narrowling avoiding a lightning bolt up his left ass cheek. :&gt;

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">Can we nom Elros again for HOLY SHIT PLOT?

Meany:<font color="#993300">Already did.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Return of the Revenge. Two.

Faerie:<font color="#006666">I was...away getting dinner when that happened. &gt;.&gt;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">Aelian for straight man duties. The character archetype, not the, you know. &gt;.&gt;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">... Nega-nom Tathi for just being annoying and trying to blow everything up again. :P

GM:<font color="#000000">Firstly! Everyone gets 100 XP for advancing the plot. Which means Swallowtail finally levels up and will stop speaking broken Common. =3=

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">But I like her wise pseudo-Chinese proverbs.

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Thomas - 100 XP - I've HAD IT with these mother-flubbing assassins in this mother-flubbing city! &gt;:O

TMG:<font color="#000000">Does that include Gnogglebolt/Calrach? I guess it wouldn't, but asking anyway...

GM:<font color="#000000">Elros - 400 XP - PLOT! :O

GM:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl - 100 XP - You will fall. A lot. =3= 100 XP - STFU, drunk wizard.

GM:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt - 100 XP - Good morni -- You again?!

Meany:<font color="#993300">Shut up, Hannibal!

Meany:<font color="#993300">:B

TMG:<font color="#000000">Heehee, I liked doing that double-take. x3

GM:<font color="#000000">Tathi - 100 XP - Competitive Streak. Drunk Tathi and archery rivalry in the making! -25 EXP - For just threatening to blow up things when you don't get your way, Tathi. You've got an Int of 19. You can do better than that. :B

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">THAT WOULD BE WISDOM *brick'd!*

GM:<font color="#000000">That's a 13.

GM:<font color="#000000">Edaric's Wisdom is 10 and he's proving to have more discretion than Tathi. =3=

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">You never did assign drunk damage, so I was adlibbing a 9 or so. :&gt;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... Bug me if you want drunk damage. :P

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">I diiiiiiid. *whine, brick'd, followed by more bricking*

GM:<font color="#000000">Anyone missed?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#000000">You all take 10 drunk damage. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1ItxVWTikGI

Meany:<font color="#993300">Santa.

TMG:<font color="#000000">You didn't answer my question :o

GM:<font color="#000000">Oh!

Meany:<font color="#993300">You forgot Santa.

TMG:<font color="#000000">GM: Firstly! Everyone gets 100 XP for advancing the plot. Which means Swallowtail finally levels up and will stop speaking broken Common. =3= Dr. Hatari: Awww. Dr. Hatari: But I like her wise pseudo-Chinese proverbs. Dr. Hatari: ;B TMG: Does that include Gnogglebolt/Calrach? I guess it wouldn't, but asking anyway...

GM:<font color="#000000">No, that doesn't apply to Gnogglebolt or Calrach.

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Fine, Santa gets 100 XP for being Santa. :P

Ghostwish:<font color="#6600CC">SANTA LEVELS!

GM:<font color="#000000">All right! Let's save this puppy and head to the IRC. :3

* Dr. Hatari wobbles. =3=

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

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Campaign saved. Server may shut down at your leisure, Ghost, and thanks again for hosting. :3

Tokens dropped onto map 'Zairith and Lethiriss' Place'Dorf Aias:<font color="#6600CC">OCH.

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

You have disconnected.