Session 109

Glitch has connected.

Ghostwish has connected.

Meany has connected.

Ghostwish::3 :3 :3 :3 :3 :3

RAM has connected.

Liatai:HEY. :P

Ghostwish:Bwehehehehehe. XP

Ghostwish:I only gave you a small hint. :P

Meany:<font color="#660033">You know.

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

</i>Meany:<font color="#660033">When I first came in, I read Tomiko's 10/10 Haste as 10/10 Herpes.

Meany:<font color="#660033">And thought that was part of your trolling.

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">There was only one bit of trolling, and Liatai found it right away.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Herpes isn't the worst possibility

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Yeah. Break out the BoEF and let all hell break loose. *BRICK'D*

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

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Well that's certainly a line to walk back to. :B

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">So, saying it again to make sure you all hear, gotta leave at, like, 1730 for the EOD Christmas Party.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Lia; got a plan on how to bring Shankfang/Ram up to speed, IC and or OOC?

Glitch:<font color="#000000">or are you handwaving the IC and saying the cliffnotes we've given him OOC are &quot;eh good enough&quot;? :B

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">Well, IC Shankfang -has- been involved, just not with the rest of the party.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I knew I was forgetting something.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">HRMMMMMMMMMMMM... how big of a castle to give to the DF lot. :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">So Ram, what do you know about the current state of affairs in Yoriver? ^^;

Meany:<font color="#660033">A shack.

RAM:<font color="#990000">SHIT GOT REAL, SON!

RAM:<font color="#990000">:B

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Ooh, this is a good measure. :. Wonder indeed what Ram is going to say from his own perspective.

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

Glitch:<font color="#000000">did I really expect any more than that.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Yes I did.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">I am a dunce. :B

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">Temple got besieged, kinda, made a deal that involves a bunch of devils hanging around that I really really really wanna shoot in the face, boss lady is off doing stuff because of a vision that she decided to not completely divulge to us...

RAM:<font color="#990000">Tom almost fucked everything up. :B

Meany:<font color="#660033">For once. ;V

RAM:<font color="#990000">If I had been there, Shankfang would have done it instead. :B

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(Wasn't me this time! ^^ *dances a jig* )

RAM:<font color="#990000">And I woulda been damn proud of it.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Still say we shoulda just told them to go pound sand. =3=

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">calling the priestess &quot;boss lady&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">&quot;No, we will not allow a bunch of devils to hang around.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">That's why you aren't in a position to make those calls. ;D

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Right then. Any gaps you see need filling, Lia? :B

RAM:<font color="#990000">&quot;Don't like the terms? Then eat shit.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Ram; problem is, that only works if you have at -least- a fighting chance, if not the position of strength.


 * Ghostwish is having entirely too much frun just picking out styles and stuff for the castle. XP

Meany:<font color="#660033">Ghost: Disney Castle.

Meany:<font color="#660033">*all of the bricks*

Glitch:<font color="#000000">As it turns out, Lia intended it to look like we didn't have a chance.

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

Glitch:<font color="#000000">as both me -and- Hatari noted, wasn't exactly clear on that part. :B

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">I think I may have lost my mind.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">But I'm half considering pulling all the DF knuckleheads over into another server to build the castle alongside me. :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... Okay, asking for critique, then. What would have made that clearer, without straight-up killing anybody? =3=;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ghost no, two servers at once is BAD JUJU. ^^;;;;

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

Meany:<font color="#660033">Air superiority.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Well, easily, much larger devils, more powerful enemies.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Massive, overwhelming air superiority.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Because from my perspective, it appeared to be some small-fry devils, and common soldiers.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The skies are full of erinyes, that hasn't changed. :P

Meany:<font color="#660033">No, I don't mean like that.

Hamatula:<font color="#000000">CR 11's on your roof, yo. =3=;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Hrm. I think I already said my twocents on this, but being more descriptive of the actual enemy makeup, and having NPCs give comments and estimations on the side, probably would have helped.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Guns.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">But I think Hatari might be better at this one.

Meany:<font color="#660033">I mean so many devils that -they are a weather phenomenon.-

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Glitch about nailed it.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Like I said, somehow, I got the idea that the enemy makeup was &quot;mook guards, lesser devils&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">not &quot;solid ranks of elite guards, many medium devils&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">We were getting mass numbers, yes, but we're adventurers, approaching level 10.. numbers mean little to us.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">^ that

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Keep this in mind: Tathi, a wizard, can kill an army by herself.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(an unwarded one without their own wizard, mind you.)

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(gotta be fair on that.)

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Thomas is capable of calling angels to his side.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Shankfang creates wall'o'bullet like its going out of style.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Sszeyl is becoming less and less humanion and more unstoppable martial force each day.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Just wait until I get Rapid Shot. :B

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Gnogglebolt can annoy them to death.


 * Ghostwish ducks.


 * Glitch groans.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">XP

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ahhh, okay, I think I understand. And I know I did blank on describing that they did have sanctioned summoners and medium devils with them. ^^;

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">*nodnod* That would have helped.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">... who did I forget...

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">OH. GAMAL. Hell, he's so OP the GM asked him to tone it down. XP

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Correction

VAE:<font color="#000000">Look Ghost

RAM:<font color="#990000">Next level he'll be able to make 5 attacks per turn, three of which are at almost his full BAB. That's a lot of bullets for a muzzle-loader. :B

Glitch:<font color="#000000">he's so OP the DM asked him to be put offscreen. :B

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">-Wow-. XP

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Haven't you heard about Railock coming up with a new character recently?

VAE:<font color="#000000">Whatever we got, the devils can pull off on their own. Level 10s can't throw their weight aroudn too much

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">I knew about the gamal-retirement, but haven't heard about a new character.

VAE:<font color="#000000">And. . . meh. Gamal isn't that OP - I mean, look at Tomi

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Railock's 'retiring' Gamal; once we get back to Castleton, Gamal's going to be permanently relegated to vigilant guardians reserve.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Tomi's supposed to be OP. :P

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">VAE, in typical D&amp;D, the nation's champion is level 5.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Level 10s are ground-shakers.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(Eberron, you mean. :B )

RAM:<font color="#990000">If I remember, the thing about Gamal is he's either game-breaking, or completely useless. He has no middle-ground.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(That sounds like Eberron, which is deliberately lower-common-power than normal D&amp;D )

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Uh, no, in Eberron, you ain't shit until you're 20+.

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">The king of breland is level 10!

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

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

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Where in a normal D&amp;D.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">They'd be level 20.

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">No, glitch, no. XP

Glitch:<font color="#000000">in Eberron terms, level 10 is supposed to be 'heroic' level.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">No no.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">This is -word of god-

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">The king is typically an aristocrat, like, 3-4 range.


 * Meany throws books at Ghost.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Anything that he doesn't completely roflraep shuts him down entirely. :B

Meany:<font color="#660033">LEARN READ SON

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Straight from the publications.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">The publications can stick it.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Eberron was -designed- around the concept of 'less power than normal D&amp;D'

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">I'm speaking from 10+ years of experience.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Heck, it even has demographics maps, a mirror of the one out of the DMG, but adjusted to be less.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Here's my perspective; level 10-11 is about when you start getting into &quot;superhero&quot; levels.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Adventuring groups in that level bracket are like the Justice League. Beyond level 15-16, you're geting into true legend territory.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Liatai's got it.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">To put it another way; Argonessen aside, Oalian the druid, Keeper of the FLame Jaela Daern, and Vol the Lich are The three most powerful NPCS in all of eberron.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">And level 20? Well, that's fucking Mordenkainen level.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">No one tops them.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">No one gets -close- to those three.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oh! Ghost, speaking of which.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">in normal D&amp;D, people like that are supposed to be more common.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">http://www.canonfire.com/wiki/index.php?title=Rary

Glitch:<font color="#000000">'high' fantasy, with many heroes and the PCs aren't so unique.

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">So you found where I pulled his description from. XP

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I didn't quite get the vibe of him being a careful, reserved planner, though. Did the Third Legion alter his personality, too?

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Eberron was designed with the idea that the PC party is genuinely special, genuine heroes no one can match.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Glitch you giant turd that isn't what that means at all. -.-;

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

Glitch:<font color="#000000">All part of the pulp-action-adventure feel.


 * Ghostwish shhhhhhs Liatai.

VAE:<font color="#000000">ghostwish, Akellon isn't a typical DnD nation and thanks bastet for that

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Yeah, it's detailed. *BRICK'D*

Meany:<font color="#660033">Can we please stop this bitching and moaning that Ghost and Glitch like to get into.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oh shush, I will not be shushed. XP *brick'd* It would have been interesting to see a soft-spoken villain, is all.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">...yes, sorry. ^^;

Meany:<font color="#660033">And one of you fucking help me get the Hatari summoning ritual ready?

Meany:<font color="#660033">:T

Ghostwish whispers: Remember that when you meet Esaleth again. Rary was 'himself'.. up until he made -contact-. It was.. a bad idea.

VAE:<font color="#000000">I mean, half of one town's Mace branch is about level 10


 * Meany can't paint all of these blood runes by himself.

VAE:<font color="#000000">It's the standard for a messed up city like this

You whisper to Ghostwish: Shame Sam knows practically nothing about the archmagi. :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">It's 15 and up that it starts getting rare among civvies

Glitch:<font color="#000000">^ that. And the commanders of all the various organizations in Akellon get to levels 15+, probably.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">in Eberron, there's -no one- like that.

Ghostwish whispers: Hrmmm... gonna have to find a way to drop some hints. I'm thinking some Mordenkainen musing..

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(also, the above thing I just said about 'akellon' really applies to normal D&amp;D in general)

Glitch:<font color="#000000">--ack, sorry, I jumped in again.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">My bad, my bad. D:

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Actually, most of the commanders of organizations and such are about 9-13.


 * RAM bitch-smacks Techy.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Oh, Ghost.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Enough. =3=

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Yeah you've been sitting there talking to yourself for.. 2 pages now? XD


 * Meany VICIOUSLY SPEARS GHOST IN THE LUNGS.

VAE:<font color="#000000">yeah, but it depends on age, Lia

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

Meany:<font color="#660033">Robilar is Rary's henchman.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">That's &quot;Justice League&quot; level. The Raiders' levels, for example, were chosen deliberately.

VAE:<font color="#000000">and of cours, where they serve

Meany:<font color="#660033">Arkalan is his brother.

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Click the link.

Meany:<font color="#660033">I did.

Meany:<font color="#660033">I also read the book.

Meany:<font color="#660033">-Robilar- is the epic fighter who is Rary's henchman.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">What is the point of this constant, needless reminder

</i>Meany:<font color="#660033">Calling you on an error in the last game.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Where you said Ark was his minion fighter.

GM:<font color="#000000">Shall we put Greyhawk aside for now and head to Akellon?

Meany:<font color="#660033">Also I'm spiteful.

GM:<font color="#000000">Any luck with the Hatari-summoning ritual? Has the illithid sacrifice been prepared?

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Well, thank you for pointing that out. And *Bitchslaps Meany* SAY IT STRAIGHT NEXT TIME DICK-FACE.


 * Meany looks up from the chains.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Hmmmmm.

Meany:<font color="#660033">HMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM.

GM:<font color="#000000">Wrong kind of squiggly! Not me! Not me!

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">&gt;:3

Meany:<font color="#660033">No.


 * Ghostwish throws a bag over the mink-DM. &quot;GOT'ER&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">I don't think I will.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Anyway.

Meany:<font color="#660033">VAE.

Meany:<font color="#660033">THE SACRIFICIAL KNIFE.

GM:<font color="#000000">ACK

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

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

</i>Meany:<font color="#660033">Incoming.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Hiiiiii.

RAM:<font color="#990000">YoDoktor!


 * VAE mroweth at Hatari

GM:<font color="#000000">Hatari! Thank goodness, no squiggly sacrifice required!

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">Aww...

VAE:<font color="#000000">seen XKCD yesterday?


 * RAM puts away the C4.

GM:<font color="#000000">I did. I LOL'd.

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

GM:<font color="#000000">And now, I shall give character questions!

GM:<font color="#000000">Look at your character&#8217;s feet. Describe what you see there. Does he wear dress shoes, gym shoes, or none at all? Is he in socks that are ratty and full of holes? Or is he wearing a pair of blue and gold slippers knitted by his grandmother?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">In case anyone is wondering, the current PC is set up with power saving mode and automatic updates at 3:00 AM.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">So it never stays connected to IRC.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">And I haven't been arsed with correcting that yet.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Because that is not playing X-COM.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Ahh. Was wondering about that. :B

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I don

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I don't even wear a shirt. What do you think? :B

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Who in the world wears blue and gold slippers.. Well, anyway, I typically wear traveling shoes. Perhaps something a bit softer when at home.

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Boots. Weather-worn ones.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">..Brb replacing mouse. Not dealing with this silly 'only zoom in' business again.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">NOT IN THE HOUSE.

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">:3

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Boots.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">... Huh, I can't remember the last time I bought a new pair of boots. These ones are getting pretty worn. :.

Meany:<font color="#660033">And then Ed's boots went off into a corner and cried because Ed didn't love them any-

Meany:<font color="#660033">Get him boots of the Vagabond. :o

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">But in all seriousness, I actually do wear boots. Gotta protect the feet when I'm zipping around at 80 mph.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Hey, wearing a pair of boots out is the greatest compliment you can give them. |3

Miron:<font color="#000000">Heavy boots, with clad soles so that they last longer.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">...shoes? Never thought about that. And my player isn't good with shoes, either. Only ever gets a new pair every 2-3 years, and then, just grabs 'coolest looking black pair of sneakers' and doesn't remember the details. :B

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Yay I'm barefoot.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Soft leather shoes.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">With socks.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">And then Swallowtail goes on about her foot fetish. *BRICK'D*

Edaric:<font color="#000000">... should probably get a few new pairs of socks sometime, too. &gt;.&gt;;

Meany:<font color="#660033">Wait.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Didn't Swallowtail get Setting Sun shoes like.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Back at Resca?

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Yes. They are soft, and -- oh, they should be silk. Good catch.

GM:<font color="#000000">&quot;Who is your favorite fictional hero?&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">That is easy. Riverwind, from the Circle of Four books. They were my favorites as a child.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">LEGOmaniac!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gotta build like crazy!

</i>Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">A quiet, philosophical water adept who did not often act, but always acted wisely.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">... You know, it's hard to tell sometimes what's fictional and what's based on somebody's actual stories. :. But lemme think...

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Janos Audron.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Who's that, Sszeyl? :.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">An ancient vampire who tried to be a good man, and keep the old legends and tales alive.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">He had a -huge- extended family, possibly millions.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">And for a period of time was the -last living vampire- on the planet. For a time.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">And he never hated anyone.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">John Preston!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">The greatest of the Grammaton Clerics, and master of fancy gunfighting!

Edaric:<font color="#000000">... Mine was probably Merriweather Todd, a traveller in the books by the same name. He always ended up falling into trouble wherever he went and getting out of it with his wits and his blade. He was always humble, too; many times, nobody knew what he did or believed his stories, but he kept smiling and travelling on. &quot;Even if nobody else knows,&quot; he'd say with a smile, &quot;I know,&quot; and that was good enough for him.


 * Glitch looks at clock. So! We ready to get this show on the road? :&gt;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Saying &quot;the Wise Fool&quot; is probably going to earn me groans, but what can I say of it. He's our sort of a hero, a common bloke armed with his faith and his wits, often dealing with selfimportant buggers not seeing an arm's length from their nose. And a lot of the tales are as hillarious as any you might hear in a pub - after all, Saint Cuthbert *does* teach that laughter, if used well, is like the gust blowing away the chaff and allowing one to get to the grain of the matter.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">He had this old worn gray pack that his smaller friends used to hitch a ride in, and pockets filled with tiny mementos of days gone by.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">also did you think of anything else that Ram needs to know, or is the knowledge he stated he has 'good enough'? :B

GM:<font color="#000000">Well, what do you guys think he should know?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">It looks like I'll be unable to participate today, anyway.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Well, -I- already told him everything from the prison break to the current situation, which is where his info came from in the first plac--wha???

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I need to go start getting ready for the christmas party.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">-already-?

RAM:<font color="#990000">Oh, wait.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Nevermind.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">it's only 1:00! And even if you're on the east cost, it can only be like, what, 4 or maybe 5:00?

RAM:<font color="#990000">Misread my clock.

RAM:<font color="#990000">I have an hour.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Okay. :B

GM:<font color="#000000">Roll call!

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Present!

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Honk

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Here for now!

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

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Railock won't be joining us though, it seems

Liatai:<font color="#000000">He won't?

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Yo.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">says hes sick

Sszeyl: <font color="#660033">(( He's been afk since yesterday. ))

Glitch:<font color="#000000">12:40 Railock_Laptop I have finished my final...ony took half an hour, was easy. but am sick, and upon reaching home will take some nyquil. I do not know if i'll be able to play. last night on nyquil...didn't work out very well. I don't think I've even taken down the skylands server still

Sszeyl: <font color="#660033">(( Also that. ))

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... well. That'll take some thinking. ^^;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">uhoh. Did you intend for a scene to include him? :B

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">..... He's the best diplomat. *DUCKS*


 * Glitch GROANS and rolls eyes.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Moving on. :B

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I can do diplomacy!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">*loads gun*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Even I know better than 'agressive negotiations', Shank,.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Though I'll conceed it has its place sometimes.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Violence is always the answer!

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Moving on. :B

Glitch:<font color="#000000">anyone not make the roll call?

Glitch:<font color="#000000">We good to go?

GM:<font color="#000000">Last session on Akellon...

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIT

Glitch:<font color="#000000">LllllllllllllET'S GET READY TO RUM-BLLLLLLLLLLLLE!


 * Ghostwish throws mink-gm in the sack again. :3

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Okay continue. ^_^

GM:<font color="#000000">Oh wonderful. You had to remove the squiggly.

GM:<font color="#000000">I suppose you're stuck with me, then.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">I do my job proudly. ^_^

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000"> I like the other guy better. &gt;.&gt;

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


 * RAM fox-snatches the squigglie sack!

GM:<font color="#000000">Last session on Akellon, there was something of a diplomatic snafu.


 * VAE rolls in

Meany:<font color="#660033">That reminds me.

GM:<font color="#000000">The Hextorian city leadership sent a group containing a negotiator and a sanctioned summoner to the temple of Pelor, with several captured Pelorites in tow. In return for their freedom, the city leadership requested Mother Selaren's presence at the count's manor... to which the Holy Mother agreed.


 * Meany throws a bottle of Mad Milk at Ghostwish.


 * Ghostwish dakka dakka dakkas!! &gt;:O

GM:<font color="#000000">The problem is... the Hextorians didn't leave, and now there are devils on the church roof, just waiting for someone's temper to snap and give them an excuse to swoop in and kill all the civilians and warriors alike within.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&gt;:E

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Why did we agree to let them stay here again?

Scute:<font color="#000000">The temple forces have a small hostage of their own, at least. A very small one.

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Was afk for a sec.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Aaaanyway...hitting the ground running and picking up where was left off

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Yeah DM hasn't said take it away yet.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Cool your jets.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Oh. My bad.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Continue.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Also Kenny was art'd at.

Meany:<font color="#660033">&gt;:V


 * Teeny Rin stalls for time with parlor tricks. &gt;:3;

Pelorite Templar:<font color="#000000">Several of the Guardians have been pulled aside for exposition... Doing a quick scan to see which PCs are there.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Tom and Gnoggle.

Meany:<font color="#660033">When last I looked.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">you blind, sucka.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Tathi, too

Teeny Rin 6:<font color="#FF0000">Only Kor is available for plottings.

Kor:<font color="#9933FF">KILL THEM, MY PRECIOUS, KILL THEM

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I'm available!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">...For 50 minutes. :B

Meany:<font color="#660033">:T

Meany:<font color="#660033">Exactly how long will this party be?

Katie:<font color="#000000">Take it away, then.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Iunno.

Jacob Shyden:<font color="#000000">&quot;Please give him back, you're squashing him...&quot; D|

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt leans in towards Katie &quot; So, uh, is there anywhere we can go to talk where there won't be any... &quot; Gnogglebolt looks up towards the roof, then at the wall separating the courtyard. &quot; ...'prying eyes'?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi just sighs, shaking her head. &quot;So then we are dedicated to a course of subtlety. I don't disagree with this entirely, but, let's keep things moving. What do we do next?&quot;

Katie:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, first, we need to gather some of the key players... Inquisitor, do you know where the lieutenant is? And we need to track down the Olidammarans, they're going to be invaluable.&quot;

Ansramil Hawkin:<font color="#000000">&quot;I can find him.&quot;

Katie:<font color="#000000">&quot;All right, please do. Thanks, Ansramil.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Nonsense.&quot; *w* The sanctioned Summoner gets bustled around by someone who clearly isn't easily cowed. &quot;You're lucky he didn't get killed by antsy refugees. What's his name?&quot;


 * Lyle Petersen is scowling up at the roof. &quot;Hamatula baatezu... They pulled out all the stops, I see.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Those are oft called 'spine devils' yes?&quot;

Lyle Petersen:<font color="#000000">&quot;Barbed devils. Very close.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Ah, right. Messed up the common translation..&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Serrierr is still hovering in midair at the point of the open roof, staring stone-eyed at the three devils.

Lyle Petersen:<font color="#000000">&quot;They rank even above the osyluth in the hierarchy of the hells.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(whoa wait what?)

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">The distinction between spines, barbs and horns is very important in Hell.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(I...think you might have mixed them up a bit.)

Hamatula:<font color="#000000">The hamatulas are just sitting there, rocking back and forth on their heels and grinning down at the eladrin.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">No, I haven't.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(yea, barbed devils are CR 11, bone devils are....wait, huh? DR 9? I thought they were higher than that....thomas, y u make such a big deal of them. :B )

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

Glitch:<font color="#000000">*CR

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Because they're also bad news.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ask your fiend-slayer.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Because they're the biggest devils we found until now and they're also Hell's inquisitors.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">They're also the caliber of devil that can wipe out entire cities.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(I thought the bone devils were up there with the -horned- devils, which I also knew were pretty big and what I was just thought Lia was mixing the barbed with. :B )

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Well that'll teach you a lesson about assuming.

Lyle Petersen:<font color="#000000">Sigh. Nobody trusts an expert these days. =3=


 * Thomas Lazarus is bricked.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(that and we -saw- a Hamatula already out in the open)


 * Lyle Petersen is brick'd.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Steering this back on track..

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">That doesn't count, we didn't actually see it.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Right anyway, so...

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Only Jumpgun McFatangel saw it.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt just claps his hands and watches Katie, waiting for her to lead the way to a place where proper plans can be made.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">*clasps

Jacob Shyden:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Scute... now could you please give him back? -- He bites.&quot;

Sheythsanthi:<font color="#9933FF">Sheysanthi glances over at the acting-commander. &quot;A meeting? One at such an urgent hour is not to be missed. Might I attend, acting-commander?&quot;

Ansramil Hawkin:<font color="#000000">Many in the room jump.

Ansramil Hawkin:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Sheythsanthi, where did you come from?&quot;

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's wood elves for you.&quot; =3=

Meany:<font color="#660033">Sheythsanthi is here and everywhere.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Now and always.

Sheythsanthi:<font color="#9933FF">He just smirks, and doesn't say anything.

Sheythsanthi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Shall we?&quot; He says at last.

Miron:<font color="#000000">After a bit more of a wait, the short inqusitor approaches Gradia again. &quot;Senior Analyst Thorngage. . are there any further tasks I am to carry out now that the defensive preparations have been sidelined?&quot;

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">&quot;.... I... do not know.&quot;

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

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;He's been trying. Ornery little cuss.&quot; =w= The snake is still gently restrained with a thumb and index finger keeping its bites and neck from causing too much trouble. Few wyverns could escape the supremacy of this person's grip. Scute literally doesn't stand a chance. ((WELL OKAY HE HAS A FIVE PERCENT CHANCE. *bricked*))

Scute:<font color="#000000">HELP D|


 * Tomiko Lazarus pets. =w=

Jacob Shyden:<font color="#000000">&quot;Snakes do that when they're stressed, now will you please give him back.&quot; D|


 * Sszeyl patiently waits for painting-reactions. =3=


 * Kenneth Sorenoc ignores the shenanigans, sitting on a pew in the courtyard and taking out a book.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks up and around. &quot;At any rate...Katie, I believe there is something you really ought to tell us, as soon as we're...&quot; Gnogglebolt then looks at the others in the room, particularly the kids &quot;In a more appropriate setting. Shall we?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus has been incredibly distracted, and seemingly at his wits end. He continues glowering into the courtyard and towards the roof through the windows. He's definitely feeling more backed into a corner than usual.

Miron:<font color="#000000">Not even Gradia has an idea of what we're to do. . . That's probably it. We're fucked, unless the reinforcements arrive. No, they will, they must. Saint Cuthbert teaches that the fearful warrior has lost before the battle began.&quot;

</i>Katie:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm thinking, I'm thinking.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">SUDDENLY!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Half-Ork.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;...Ven kan Hy schoot dem?&quot; =3=

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Orc.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Ork.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Orks are cooler than you.

Katie:<font color="#000000">&quot;No, don't shoot!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">The inquisitor still stands in alert, waiting.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks up. &quot;Oh, hello. I thought you were posted dow--&quot; Gnogglebolt catches himself. &quot;...elsewhere?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And yes, put that away.&quot;

Katie:<font color="#000000">&quot;If you do anything they can take as a hostile action, they'll teleport in here and -- &quot; She glances at the children. &quot;... Cause lots of trouble.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Dude I don't even have it Rose I'm just asking when I can calm the fuck down. =3=

Katie:<font color="#000000">&quot;... I guess we can try the meeting room, come on.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Later!&quot; *w* &quot;It would be irresponsible of me to go handing the poor creature off to some complete stranger. It's probably hungry; wandering the rafters and all.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Once taken down to the 'meeting room', Gnogglebolt looks around, then directly at Katie with resolve in his eyes.


 * Shankfang the Deffrider does not look pleased. =3=


 * Zachary Alfarson cracks his knuckles, then looks down at the buckets of silver. He raises his hands --

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Are you only mad that you haven't shot something? &gt;:T

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;And what exactly are you doing, Zachary Alfarson?&quot; The negotiator dips his pen in an ink bottle, writing in his book.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">No, I'm mad that the enemy is in our sanctuary and we can't do a damn thing about it. &gt;:E

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Now you're beginning to understand why I hate politics.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Knew it. *bricked*

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I've always hated politics.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Before anything else, given the circumstances, I think it's high time you told us about these 'hooded lanterns', the black-cloak-steel-masks. I knew there was more to it than what Holy Mother said, though she did promise me she'd tell me the rest later. So...time to fess up. What is it you really do? Why the uniform? Why did you hand it out to Dorf and Anise, and what did you tell them?&quot;

Zachary Alfarson:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mother Selaren asked me to perform a ritual, that's what I'm gonna do. It's not gonna hurt you or your precious devils, so do we have a problem with that, little man?&quot; Loooooom.


 * Kenneth Sorenoc closes his book calmly. &quot;As a matter of fact, yes, Father Alfarson. Where's your documentation?&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain smirks and backs the man up. &quot;Indeed. Why, all Pelorite temples, no, -all- temples everywhere perform daily rites to their gods of worship.&quot;

Zachary Alfarson:<font color="#000000">&quot;Documentation.&quot; &gt;:|

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Or goddesses.&quot;

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;You claim the Reverend Mother has given you authority to conduct services in her stead. Do you have that in writing anywhere?&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Besides. 'documenting' our rites and rituals was not in the deal.&quot; Vonain grins and stares.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Gah why did I come down here I could do more up there. =3=

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;...was it?&quot; Still grinning.

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;Perhaps not, but it is in the law of Yoriver, convict.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus releases a weary sigh and runs a hand through his hair. &quot;..That hardly matters right now. The only important thing is refreshing the hallowing.&quot;

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not that I suspect you care, but a violation of the law with officers right here would scarcely be wise, don't you think?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Sszeyl goes off to get Katie.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;And they'll never sit idly by and let us defeat them without interfering.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I think it's quite relevant, Thomas.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And I thought you said someone else could handle the hallowing.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;This is not the time for curiosity.&quot; &gt;:T

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;This is not curiosity.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Suddenly Drow.

Katie:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm a little surprised you don't know already. The Holy Mother said you'd already met one of our order.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Looming.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;This is knowing what our allies can do.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Old man. Looming.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I think that's very important for planning.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">You're too short to loom me.

Katie:<font color="#000000">&quot;Or at least, she said one of our allies said you'd met someone who was trained as a Hooded Lantern.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Unless you use a step-ladder. Which I would not put past you.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Sszeyl calmly clears his throat, indicating a desire to speak, but waits.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...I...don't seem to recall this.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But that's neither here nor there.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hooded lanterns. It's time you told us about this.&quot;

Katie:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, um... what was the name she said. Something Elven.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It's not as simple as someone else casting the ritual!&quot; He glowers at the ceiling.

Katie:<font color="#000000">&quot;Marathal?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It takes all day.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It's easy to interrupt.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mara--what?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt's eyes go wide.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...He...never said anything about the hooded lanterns, actually.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But, again, that doesn't help.&quot;

Katie:<font color="#000000">&quot;He wouldn't have, and we're trusting you not to, as well.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;What are you, really?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;You have my word I will not speak of what you tell me to anyone outside this room.&quot; Gnogglebolt says seriously.

Katie:<font color="#000000">&quot;We're people who bring light to darkness -- I guess that's all that's relevant.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yeah, that's the bit Holy Mother gave me.&quot;

Katie:<font color="#000000">&quot;Father Thomas is right -- we need to make a plan of action.&quot;

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

</i>Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yet, when those 'envoys' came in, they were looking for the 'hearthkeeper' of the 'hooded lanterns'.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus glances to Sszeyl.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Has anything happened up there?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;What is this about?&quot;

Railock:<font color="#000000">I am here, final is done, taking more meds. no garuntees on how actually here I will be after they kick in


 * Kenneth Sorenoc flips a page in his book. &quot;Besides, I see no formal notifications on the official calendar of a prominent ritual scheduled today. Mother Selaren didn't fill out any paperwork.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Senior Analyst.. if I may.. it.. I keep thinking. We three are here on a joint operation, approved by Whitaker. Means that even their county mediator should have to recognise us as law enforcement, albeit of a different county...&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Who said anything about priminent? Like I said, all temples perform daily rituals, and Pelor's a sun god to boot.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">*prominent

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;Unless we have her say on such a thing, I cannot assume that you're doing what's supposed to be done and when.&quot;

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;A daily ritual, with tens of pounds of silver, convict?&quot; |3

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;My, what an expensive daily ritual that would be. Though that brings up another matter.&quot; He gestures to the buckets of silver with his pen. &quot;Who owns this silver?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Deliverymen. &gt;:O

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Sorenac has stopped the ritual.&quot;

Zachary Alfarson:<font color="#000000">&quot;We do.&quot; &gt;:|

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;..&gt;Wait, what do you mean stopped?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Of course he has!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;We require written permission to proceed, or he will set the devils upon us.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I thought you told me that someone else -could- do it, -without- being interrupted.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It's why he stayed!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;This was expected.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Can't someone just do it down here in the basement?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Since the Mother is not here, Katie must do it.&quot;

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;Who is 'we,' and do 'we' have the tickets of purchase? Reciepts? Anything? After all, quite a sum of silver dust was stolen from the county offices last night.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">I love this guy

VAE:<font color="#000000">Kenneth Sorenoc has a warm little place in the lynx's twisted heart

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;Unless you can prove otherwise, we'll need to treat that silver as potential stolen goods.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Of course you do, he's a Braxton.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">...

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&gt;:|

VAE:<font color="#000000">He's a Yoriver county mediator

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Oh shove off.&quot; Aelian snaps, glaring at Sorenoc. &quot;You are not an authority of any sort, but a corrupt, worthless slave of devils. We're harboring free people whom you call convicts, we give shelter to children that you use devils to threaten, and you expect us to play by your rules?&quot;

Martin Sawyer:<font color="#000000">&quot;Actually, my friends, that is a question I had, as well.&quot; A group of Macers and sundry approach.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">That doesn't disqualify my claim in any way. *bricked*

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Sit down, be quiet, and stop interupting.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks back at Martin. &quot;Which question, now?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;By the way, you should not have left them alone with those who are still up there.&quot;

Railock:<font color="#000000">can anyone give me a brief overview of what I've missed?

Sszeyl: <font color="#660033">(( No. ^^; ))

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy'm goink to go check dis out.&quot; &gt;:|

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Nothing important since the end of last session.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Railock; nothing much, really. We just picked up where we left off.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Not without a Macer with you.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Some characters moved down to the hidden meeting room to chat, one of the Kordites is trying to start the ritual, but the Hextorite left behind is bugging him.

Miron:<font color="#000000">The short inquisitor begins pacing

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Yes, Hy em.&quot; &gt;:|

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">And away he goes!


 * Kenneth Sorenoc calmly reaches into his pocket and withdraws a badge. &quot;Kenneth Sorenoc, baron of northern Yoriver, my dear half-blood. You may wish to reconsider your claim of a lack of authority.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">I'm twice as fast as you.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Let's see.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">I believe it starts with touch attack, then grapple.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shove off I have nothing to do. &gt;:E

Martin Sawyer:<font color="#000000">You could stay and get exposition, my friend.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt just flatly stares at Sszeyl and Shankfang and ignores them, then turns back to Martin, and then to Katie.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyway. No one answered me.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Can't this so-called 'ritual' be done down here?&quot;

Martin Sawyer:<font color="#000000">&quot;Must the ritual be conducted at the fountain? Granted, our temple is significantly smaller, but when I renew the hallowing on it, I typically walk through the temple, not stand in one place.&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">And finally, he walks off and approaches the center of the room once again. &quot;An authority, certainly, but not one that allows one to make slanderous accusations.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...it can be done and you didn't know?&quot; Gnogglebolt looks bewildered at Katie.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I don't know. This isn't an ordinary Hallowing. This interacts with the holy artifact in the courtyard.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Oh, how contrite. A title. Tell me, what exactly does that make you? I apologize but i haven't kept up with fiendish boot-licking pecking order. You are still no authority.&quot; He says, and looks to Zachary. &quot;Please, continue.&quot;

Martin Sawyer:<font color="#000000">&quot;Most likely, though it would require walking through the whole temple. I could lay the basic framework that way... but the final hour or two of the ritual would likely need to be done near the fountain.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus knits his brows. &quot;If I'm not mistaken, Ms. Katie is a templar.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't know anything about this magic, but can't you just set it up wherever?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;What do we need for the ritual, anyway? What does it involve?&quot;

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tsk tsk, baronet. You'll need to start paying attention.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Aelian, you aren't making the situation any better. After all, there's no need to get angry quite yet. The baron has not asserted that the silver is stolen, after all.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Does the ritual have something with the silver we got last night? I thought we just got it for more holy water or something.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Can someone please explain me this magic?&quot;

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;We'll have to assume it is unless you have your paperwork.&quot; He gestures to the guards standing nearby. &quot;Well?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Why should he pay attention to anyone depraved enough to consort with devils and believe it gies them authority.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ack, sacred canine duty.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Be back in a few shakes.


 * Glitch headdesks. :B

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Not headdesking because Lia's leaving, mind you, just that I -know- everyone else is going to keep chatting...

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(like you guys always do. :B )

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom sighs and recomposes himself. &quot;..Ordinarily.. yes, the ritual takes a lot of silver, and hallowing ground takes an entire day.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( '''You mean like she wants us to do? ))'''

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Yeah. Shut it.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Baron Sorenoc, It is the habit that temples keep the supplies for their ritual in stash, sometimes for years to be used whenever required. It is merely incidental that this temple requires silver dust for this particular ritual. After all... asserting it has come from illegal sources is as absurd as if I were to assert that the weaponry of your troops was pilfered, from, I don't know, a Kordite temple, merely because you hold it in a sufficient quantity for them to perform their duties.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Also normally.. it isn't large enough to encompass an entire temple this massive.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;But Mother Selaren says that is one of the effects of the sacred fountain.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Wow, if we took the spell description as meaning 1k in silver as opposed to oils and incense and shenanigans, it would require two hundred pounds. =w=;

Sszeyl: <font color="#660033">(( :x ))

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;Where is your proof?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">The old man just stands there.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">ah, there's Lia again.

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Yeah, let's try a title that actually matters. Like mine. Lord Aelian of Erytherinu, an elven sanctuary for all elves who seek a home. I administer fairly, and justly, and I earn my authority and respect as such, not by selling myself out to the likes of fiends. You know what that makes you, compared to me? Nothing. Your authority, your power? Unlawful, meaningless, false. Don't even dare try and assert authority here, pretender.&quot;

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Ah, I'm sorry, Mr. Cyadarith. I had forgotten. You and the Lady Eyllisaearsithek are not yet betrothed, are you?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So...what does that mean?&quot; Gnogglebolt looks at Thomas and at Katie.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Give it to me as straight as you can; what can and what can we not do here with this magic?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It means with Hamatula leering into the courtyard we are in a very bad situation.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">A baronet talking down to a Baron.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is there any way to find out if the ritual has to be done at the fountain?&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">Someone is looking to get themselves brutally executed.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;My proof? Baron Sorenoc, unless things have changed since I received a training, it is not innocence which requires proof but a crime, Otherwise, we might as well get busy questioning ten thousand citizens who own something made of silver.&quot;

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;How odd. The property, last I was aware, was purchased in her name. So, Commoner Cyadarith, you do not share her title. My mistake, 'milord.' I apologize.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Due to the large number of refugees fleeing the abnormal amount of fiends you have failed to contain and still allow to remain at large, things like paperwork have been moved aside as pelorites believe in actually helping people instead of puckering up their ass for devilish masters. But I'm sure we can find the paperwork, it just might take a bit of digging through piles.&quot;

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm not going anywhere. Search away.&quot; |3

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Oh, nice try. You get slapped so you try and turn tail for a flanking manuever. Surprise for you, I don't have to be officially married to her in order to be the Lord. She ordained me as such. After all, would it not be a bit troublesome to be Lord but not Lord for a good thirty years in case you are so culturally blind.&quot;

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is that so.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">Lord is not a rank in the nobility but a title of address by anyone with a Knighthood and above *brick'd*

RAM:<font color="#990000">Welp, gotta go get ready.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">darnit

Sszeyl: <font color="#660033">(( Ta. ))

RAM:<font color="#990000">Maybe I can actually do something next week.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">once down stairs with the olidmiarrans. &quot;Quick, we need your best and fastest forger, NOW. The bastard upstairs won't let us start the ritual unless we can come up with the bill of sales on that silver. we should post date it a few years ago. nothign wrong in collecting the goods far ahead of time, so we'll also need to artificially age the paper. Can you do it?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">see ya ,RAM

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">have fun. Don't get too drunk.;)

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;Then you are rather poorly-educated for a lord, then, and not merely pretending to be.&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;You mean, like, documents?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Gnoggle, he isn't down here.

VAE:<font color="#000000">No, he means like, mallets

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">He

Katie:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hold on -- Gamal, come in here!&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">to beat your dull head about with

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">He's with the Olids.


 * VAE giggles. Gnogglebolt will get a nom for this

Katie:<font color="#000000">&quot;Let's get everyone in one place and plan this out.&quot;


 * Glitch bweeheehehehehehehehehe. FINALLY GONNA USE IT.

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Lies and slander from a boot-licker. I fear my ego shall never recover from such a blow.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Snappy

</i><font color="#9933FF"> half-elf, gracious!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Did I hear something about a 'forger' in the other room, Gamal?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Or are you asking for a smith?&quot;

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;Empty words from a felon and one who does not even know what his title means. Hm.&quot;

Katie:<font color="#000000">&quot;Come on, everyone, in here. Martin, what were you saying?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000"> &quot;Bickering worse than a goblin breeding pit.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Document forgery. If we do'nt come up with a bill of sale, properly aged as of COURSE this silver was bought well in advanced, Mr Devil stuck up his ass upstairs won't allow the ritual to begin.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt eyes light up.

Martin Sawyer:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm saying that the silver dust is only needed for the last hour or two of the ritual.&quot; GAH PHONE.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He points both fingers at the Olidamarrans and the Macers.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Please tell me you folks have an example of official Yoriver documentation. Any example.&quot;

Jay Sawyer:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Unfortunately, no......&quot; &gt;:3 &quot;But I know who does.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;wou'dnnt have to be yoriver. just a bill of sale from an official merchant&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">I fail

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..I guess there are some merchants here..&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, just a bill of sale? That I can do, I do those all the time!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt leaps into a chair at the table and starts pulling out parchments and quills.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Tom could well have claimed to have brought the silver with him, as emergency supplies. Hell, Miron could have - he can make holy water.

VAE:<font color="#000000">They are all macers, Sorenoc can't question them on it, not really.

VAE:<font color="#000000">without screwing himself up

Meany:<font color="#660033">Yes he can.

Meany:<font color="#660033">You're a commoner.

Meany:<font color="#660033">He's a Baron.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright, just need to know exactly what I'm going to qwrite before I commit it, though. Just a bill of sale? Or is there something about authorizing its use? Am I going to pretend it's from someone outside of Yoriver?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Details, details.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">His word, by default, means more in court than yours. ^^;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Please quit putting disproportional and context inappropriate importance on these titles, Meany. :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">We are law enforcement. If he has a problem, he can talk it out with higher and higher ranks in the hierarchy

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">This is high fantasy.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Bloody preposterous. Gnogglebolt, I don't suppose you could hide something silly on the bill, like perhaps make the merchant's name be a euthamism(sp)?&quot;

Martin Sawyer:<font color="#000000">&quot;With your permission, milady, I'll begin the ritual in the basement, here. If we can get Father Alfarson to begin it upstairs, as well, that adds an extra layer of redundancy. But do continue, Jay...&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Titles don't mean as much as they meant in reality.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;He wants to have proof it was aquired legally, and is thus NOT part of what was stolen lst night.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah...I'd rather not, it might compromise it.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">Euphamisim.

VAE:<font color="#000000">No, owl is right, the thing is, we aren't entirely toothless

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Humans have power in this world that they never did in reality. In this world, commoners have become deities.

Jay Sawyer:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's pretty elegant, really.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Titles aren't that important anymore.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks you at Jay. &quot;Yes?&quot;

Jay Sawyer:<font color="#000000">&quot;What we need.... is a distraction.&quot; &gt;:3

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Titles in D&amp;D carry as much weight as a modern day politician.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Hatari - that's a sideline. Titles *are* important - it's just, the high commander and a good number of commanders are likely to have them as well

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Next to nothing. Unless you're a good and just one, you won't get any respect or anything.

Meany:<font color="#660033">This looks like IRC talk.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Shankfang'd make a good distraction....&quot;

Jay Sawyer:<font color="#000000">&quot;Listen... we have a baron with a backpack full of papers just sitting upstairs.&quot; |3

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Meany; oof, good catch.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">*ooh

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's not IRC talk if you relentlessly hammer the spike into the game with it. =w=;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;What do you feed him? Rats? -- Ohhhh he's a familiar isn't he? That means he can eat anything..&quot; *3*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt blinks at Jay. &quot;Wait...are you saying....you are!&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">And so the snake was fed -cheese-. XP

VAE:<font color="#000000">but, it wasa fairly correct point

Jay Sawyer:<font color="#000000">&quot;We also have a fair number of premier, ahem... acquirers of things that do not tend to wish to be acquired by outside parties.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Do we dare something so audacious?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...What am I saying, you're Olidamarrans.&quot;

Jay Sawyer:<font color="#000000">|3

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Oh do it! Just so we can brag about it later!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright, go for it! Shankfang....&quot; Gnogglebolt points up. &quot;Distract.&quot;

Jay Sawyer:<font color="#000000">&quot;But, I think we're going to need your help.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus seems vexed by the prospect, and folds his arms. He remains quiet.

Jay Sawyer:<font color="#000000">&quot;You have a musician among you, don't you?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;You guys bring me back an example, and I'll make a great fake.&quot;

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

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We have Edaric, but...why a musician?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Because bards are famously good at distracting people.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Are they, now?&quot;

Martin Sawyer:<font color="#000000">&quot;Fascination, my friend. Fascination. Haven't you ever been to a show and been mesmerized by the performance?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, okay then. Edaric's upstairs last I saw him...&quot;

Martin Sawyer:<font color="#000000">&quot;But, I suppose I'm dallying. Excuse me, I'll prepare.&quot;

Katie:<font color="#000000">&quot;Can you get him and fill him in?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Someone go tell Edaric to start that, then?&quot;

Jay Sawyer:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good, we'll get some of ours on support. We'll need someone to chat up the baron while the musicians are setting up, too.&quot;

Jay Sawyer:<font color="#000000">&quot;Just in case he pulls one of those Braxton Falls 'no-singing' edicts.&quot; Shudder. =w=;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sszeyl? You understood everything so far, yes?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Be glad I didn't hear that, asshole.

Meany:<font color="#660033">I hammer and stake it in because Lia asked about it, and I can't quantify every little detail I know without knowing what she knows to say so; also I'm only loosely informed with this, relying on VAE to call out false information.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Gah, the dog's whining again.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Sszeyl just seems to blur out of the room.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Besides going on about &quot;this is high fantasy&quot; is even more bullshit than relating things to real world.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I'm just saying; this is high fantasy. Reality is what one calls out as bullshit by default. No need to worship precedent. We're basically making it up as we go, and the instant anyone has magic powers, titles are irrelevant. =3=

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">*Gnogglebolt says as Sszeyl vanishes.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Sszeyl sits down and opens his journal next to Ed.

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">Either way, it's kind of moot. See HD.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Akellon works based on what Akellon laws are, but either way ,they need to be sensible. And chances are that nobility *is* fairly important,unless we scrap whole feudal system and make it early capitalism

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Writing down: ''Gnoggle needs you to fascinate Sorenoc. Yes/No?''

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">medicines starting to kick in, may go silent at no notice

VAE:<font color="#000000">Titles are irrelevant once it gets to a fight, but someone with a title has likely enough money and power to have others do it for him

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">On paper important is different from 'haha I'm an enchanter' important. :3

VAE:<font color="#000000">See above.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">It's funny how this works out, since honestly, this was going to happen innocently and without ulterior motive since before the other conversation even started.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Someone high ranking can make your life nasty, magic or not.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Not in common, of course. ;P

Edaric:<font color="#000000">What's it written in?


 * VAE reminds everyone that gold has a magic on its own, and it isn't transmutation from lead which I'm referring to

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Amayan.


 * Edaric squints at the page, and you can see him mouthing the words a bit before he seems to get it, and searches in his pockets for a pen.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I'm not calling those positions meaningless, but they're not all-important gamebreakers like Meanster has been relentlessly implying. Now quit being European and RP Miron.

Sszeyl: <font color="#660033">(( Duke and Prince and Marquis are gamebreakers. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#660033">(( Count, baron and viscount are DANGER WILL ROBINSON. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#660033">(( That's all. ))

VAE:<font color="#000000">Well. Sorenoc is silent for now, Miron has next to nothing to do, and the only sensible thing he could have done occured to me too late and there are other things being done in that direction, though Miron has zero ideas about them

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Sszeyl offers his own pen.

VAE:<font color="#000000">He can merely pace about uselessly, and bite his knuckles

Liatai:<font color="#000000">GAH. excuse me.

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


 * Tomiko Lazarus -- waits for DM. =w=;

Sszeyl: <font color="#660033">(( I gotta start makin' dinner for great grandma soon. ))

VAE:<font color="#000000">besides, I might have gone through with them, except that the way he already talked to Sorenoc about it precludes it, it'd make it plain suspicions and unbelievable.


 * Kenneth Sorenoc fishes in his pack calmly after Aelian doesn't seem to respond, then dangles a piece of paper over the side of the bench at Miron's eye level.

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm afraid, out-of-town inquisitor, I have orders on a higher authority than yours in this town.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*reads the paper, squinting*

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">... It's a Leaden Mace warrant, granting permission to search the grounds for suspect materials, including the silver dust.

Miron:<font color="#000000">Who has signed it? Whitaker himself? (Just for completion)

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">Commander Charles Whitaker, yes.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Come on, come on. This means I can make him something myself. He'll be able to handle anything if he's a familiar.&quot; *w* &quot; ..It is a him, right?&quot;

Jacob Shyden:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes -- I mean what are you doing, where are you taking him!&quot; D|

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Good!&quot;


 * Tomiko Lazarus collects Jacob. |D


 * Kenneth Sorenoc handwaves. &quot;Go have fun, Shyden. Just remember your duty~&quot; |3

Jacob Shyden:<font color="#000000">TRAITOR D|

Miron:<font color="#000000">*The inquisitor goes subtly paler*. &quot;That.. certainly changes things. . . however, I still do not see why it is *you* attempting to carry out duties of my colleagues from this town.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Probably to the tremendous alarm of the frightened refugees, Tomi drags the sanctioned devil summoner through the west wing and into the kitchen, clearly giving zero fucks and having totally forgotten the situation's mood. &quot;|D&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Does Ed take Sszeyl's pen?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Gah, I'm sorry, Shadow's whining something fierce and I can't focus.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Could I come back in a few minutes? ^^;

Sszeyl: <font color="#660033">(( :C ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#660033">(( Sure. ))

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

Tathi: <font color="#9933ff">(( take care of pup!!!! ))

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Go on, go take care of the doggie :

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

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Doggie needs luv!

Sszeyl: <font color="#660033">(( That is a matter of debate. ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Interestingly, without his silver border, Scute would be almost impossible to notice in the autumn grass.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Having civillians, of noble descent, but civillians nevertheless, doing our jobs is not a practice I have seen during almost a century of doing Saint Cuthbert's work on earth, certainly not without an officer leading the civillians in question.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Also he got left behind in the autumn grass. :B

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;These are strange times, inquisitor,&quot; he says, rolling up the parchment. &quot;Most of your fellow inquisitors are busy cleaning up the damage your current fellows have wrought upon the city.&quot;

Katie:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Right... in the meantime. We need all the information we can get. Father Lazarus, Tathi... uhm... Sheath... uhm. Inquisitors?&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">edaaaarrriiiiiiic. &gt;.&gt;


 * Thomas Lazarus looks over.

Katie:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is there any way you can help with the distractions? Pull that sanctioned summoner away, occupt the baron, anything?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">When, and where?

</i>Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Probably not without raising suspicion after my last outburst..&quot; He frowns at the floor angrily.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;My... distractions tend to involve death. I do not believe I would be of any help.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...I could smack up a couple of noisemakers, but that would take up my ability to hyperfocus today and it'd be too obvious.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;You are awfully quick with the accusations. I am not aware that the followers of Pelor have been working up a mess around the city, otherwise I would have arrested them myself.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(Meany? Still around?)

Miron:<font color="#000000">*accusations, Baron.

Sszeyl: <font color="#660033">(( I live. Great grandma's food doesn't cook itself. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#660033">(( :P ))

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">what are you cooking up?

Sszeyl: <font color="#660033">(( French style pizza. ))


 * Kenneth Sorenoc flips open to another page in his book and holds it at Miron's eye level. Robberies, breaking and entering, smuggling, tampering with town wells, assault of officers of the law...

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Here, now, continuing until the gnome comes up with the paperwork.

</i>Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">O shit.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Did any of his guards ever give him that painting addressed to him?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...By the way. Um... Jay Sawyer, was it?&quot;

Blue-Haired Templar:<font color="#000000">I have the painting, remember?

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Oh right.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Are the 'acquirers' in place by now?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">You exist.

Jay Sawyer:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not yet. We've been waiting for a sign from your fellows that everything's in place up there.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sszeyl must have informed Edaric by now, and we've no time to loose.&quot;

Jay Sawyer:<font color="#000000">&quot;When is that old man coming back, do you think?&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't know if he -is-.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We didn't tell him to do that.&quot;

Jay Sawyer:<font color="#000000">&quot;That would have been good to know.&quot; =w=;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Silly Jay.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I think it will probably...just 'start'. So, um.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;You better run. :B &quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Gnogglebolt doesn't do that.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Thinking things through.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">So silly.

Jay Sawyer:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll go hunt down Baker, then.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Interesting... I hope those behind such offenses have been placed firmly behind bars.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Hey, it wasn't my plan.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">I just asked you if you understood so far, doofy drow.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">I will headbutt you to death, son.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Jokes on you, I built an impact-reflecting steampunk helmet!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">How cute.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Are you wearing it?

Jacob Shyden:<font color="#000000">Sneak sneak sneak... &gt;.&gt; &#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 6 + 1 = 7&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+1 = 19 + 1 = 20&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Spot: &#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 15 + 1 = 16&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; Listen: &#171;  &#160;1d20+1 = 7 + 1 = 8&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Ahahaha YOINK.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;However. . . I do not think there's anything approaching sufficient proof of guilt for the rest of those present here. After all, as you have said yourself, Baron, these are interesting times.&quot;

Jacob Shyden:<font color="#000000">D| !!

Meany:<font color="#660033">I applaud Lia for taking a concept and rolling with it so easily, though. =3=

Meany:<font color="#660033">Good to know she grasps the concept faster than I did.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Come on we're making biscuits and seeing if familiars can get drunk.&quot; *o*


 * Meany sobs in a corner.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">and now...just waiting for Edaric to start up da music, and the rogues to do their thing. :B


 * Tomiko Lazarus torments the pair. Not as a part of any particular plan, either..

Glitch:<font color="#000000">meany; wait....what 'concept'?


 * Edaric shrugs. &quot;( I can try, )&quot; he says in Amayan, unslinging his lute.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Civil forfeiture. :3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;There are all manners of devils, demons or other hellspawn that can conceal themselves as anybody whose appearance they have seen. One day, it might be Father Alfarssen breaking into a tax office, the next day it might be your highness, assaulting an Inquisitor or a Sanctioned Summoner. . . or rather a devil that has decided to take on your face.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">The police can seize anything they suspect is used in a crime and legally own it, with the burden of proof on the previous owner to prove it wasn't ever used, or intended to be used in a crime.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Which is usually pointless because the asset is quickly liquidated.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Hm. :B

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot; (Any way you can get him to look in this direction?) &quot; Ed starts tuning...

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">HEY GUYS, WANNA SEE A DEAD BODY?

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

Glitch:<font color="#000000">&#9835;Oh party party party, I wanna have a party....

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Hmm.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Suddenly elders all up in yo' business, Sorenoc.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+21 = 6 + 21 = 27&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Perform check for the DC...

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot; Who now... &quot; The one-eyed fellow closes his logbook with a snap.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">...This left mouse button sticks sometimes. =w=;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">So tempted to let Vargie do the talking.

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

Sszeyl: <font color="#660033">(( oop brb. ))

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 8 + 6 = 14&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Will save...

You whisper to Ghostwish: EEP. Scrying ping!

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi hisses for everyone to be quiet! &quot;Scrying!&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">CL check?

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 9 + 10 = 19&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; caster check! +1 if it's evocation! +4 to overcome spell resistence!

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Another one? Hot damn, you're popular people.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Yeah this is really bad, gotten token selections stuck three times now. This mouse sucks.

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

You whisper to Ghostwish: ... Terri?

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Oh. False alarm. It's just an obnoxiously cute little girl using her grandfather's stuff again.&quot; Tathi says, giggling.


 * Thomas Lazarus sighs wearily and forces a smile. &quot;Oh. Hello.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;As it happens, you are present for an unusual concert. Is any amount of paperwork required for such things in the temple, or can you just enjoy the music?&quot;

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;An unusual...?&quot; And then he trails off.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">.... I wonder. &gt;:9

Guardsman 5:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 16 + 2 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Guardsman 1:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 2 + 2 = 4&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">back from unannounced afk

Guardsman 1:<font color="#000000">Two of the guards follow his gaze... *o*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">When Tathi annoubnced 'scrying' Gnogglebolt froze in terror again, only to slump when the identity was announced.

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Is this a bad time again?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Little Terri, please stop doing that. I don't want to scare you, but our lives are rather on the line here.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Well, that's a very tricky question, Terri. We're in a devil-infested city. So, it's an all around bad time here.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't suppose there's any way you can signal to us that it's you who's going to scry us right before you do so?&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;How far away are you? I could --&quot; And then you hear a disgruntled throat-clearing. &quot; But I wanna help! &quot; &gt;:\

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It's a shame he doesn't have all his teeth -- no wait, he's a snake, he doesn't need teeth -- wow you could really feed him anything -- what about jerky and salted cashews -- what do you usually go with, what --&quot; *o*


 * Tomiko Lazarus apparently always wanted a snake.


 * Thomas Lazarus would be embarassed. =3=

Jacob Shyden:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 20 + 1 = 21&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+1 = 16 + 1 = 17&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Sneak sneak --

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Spot: &#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 7 + 5 = 12&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; Listen: &#171;  &#160;1d20+5 = 4 + 5 = 9&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Ohhh no no, Terri. I might consider calling the aid of one of your older brothers, but this is no place for a tyke like you. Now having your grandfather here would be nothing short of awesome. &quot; =3=

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

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Spot: &#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 5 + 1 = 6&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; Listen: &#171;  &#160;1d20+1 = 18 + 1 = 19&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Jacob Shyden:<font color="#000000">NOPE.


 * Tomiko Lazarus perks an ear and yoinks unceremoniously again.

Jacob Shyden:<font color="#000000">Help D|

Young Acolyte:<font color="#000000">Some of the kids are giggling.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Meanwhile, Gnogglebolt looks up at the ceiling as he hears lute music thrum through the air.

Flynn Baker:<font color="#000000">Showtime.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Where are you going I'm talking snakes.&quot; &gt;:O &quot;You need a collar..&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sounds like it's started. Hope the Olidamarrans are in place. I could try and forge without a sample document, but it will be likely that the man could see through it...&quot;

Flynn Baker:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+15 = 11 + 15 = 26&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+15 = 17 + 15 = 32&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Sneak sneak...

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+7-4 = 15 + 7 - 4 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+17-4 = 12 + 17 - 4 = 25&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Put on 'dem sneakin' shoes!

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Well, thanks to that 'no nat 1's / nat 20's on skills' rule, rolls like that make it mostly impossible for common folk to notice.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">purty much!

VAE:<font color="#000000">ehh ,part of the reason I dislike such ruling

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Was designed that way, actually.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">High skills = superhuman.


 * Edaric decides to get a little fancy. Come on... drop your pack, we'll take it to your room... |3 &#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 14 + 6 = 20&#160;  &#187; versus DC 20

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Some people are just so good they -can't- fail.

Flynn Baker:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+19 = 5 + 19 = 24&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Sleight of Hand check!

Glitch:<font color="#000000">I like that, actually. :B

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 7 + 3 = 10&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Spot...

Flynn Baker:<font color="#000000">Missed! DC 25. So... &#171; &#160;1d20+19 = 1 + 19 = 20&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Tech, skill is skill, but luck is luck

Glitch:<font color="#000000">And right now, I'm -really- thankful for that,. :B

Flynn Baker:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 14 + 3 = 17&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+19 = 11 + 19 = 30&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;


 * Flynn Baker stealthily lifts the backpack and heads to the basement.

Tokens dropped onto map 'Yoriver - Temple of Pelor'DM:<font color="#9933FF">I WOULD HAVE YOUR ASS IN A SLING, MR. BAKER

DM:<font color="#9933FF">A SLING.


 * Flynn Baker starts! WHO THE HECK ARE YOU D|

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Case in point, 5% is too high for catastrophic bad luck, or the planet would've been depopulated by now from snide DMs killing people tying their shoes into nuses 5% of the time.

DM:<font color="#9933FF">ALL THAT IS EVIL.

VAE:<font color="#000000">No, Hatari

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Yes, argument machine.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Excellent point, Hatari

VAE:<font color="#000000">The point is, if something is that much of a simple task, you don't need to roll for it

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;I guess news from home'll have to wait then...&quot; &gt;:

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Oh, did the merchant come by yet?&quot; :O

VAE:<font color="#000000">No, the point is absurd because it presumes that it's meaningful to apply rolls to such task

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Er--Terri, you've already scried us, just talk to us.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Whoa, hold on. I am more than happy to hear about news from home.&quot;

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

Tathi: <font color="#9933ff">(( ack, brb ))

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And...no, we...haven't met a merchant yet.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We could really use him, actually...&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot; But what about the scary eyeball man? &quot; &gt;.&gt;;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Beg your pardon..?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">So I'm not the only one who calls him that. =3=c *bricked*

</i>Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Meanwhile, Gnogglebolt drums his fingers on his forgery 'equipment', waiting for an Olidamarran to come announce success or failure.

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot; The scary eyeball man's not a Guardian, an' there are lots of other not-Guardians -- &quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Scary eyeball man? Who's that?&quot;

Roy Stanford:<font color="#000000">&quot; ... Scary eyeball man? &quot; =3=;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He knows. =3=c;;

</i>Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi snickers. &quot;Gnogglebolt.. who do you know that has a fake, glowing eye?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks at Tathi. &quot;...that man who scried on us last night?&quot;

Roy Stanford:<font color="#000000">&quot;Who is that, anyway?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi snickers, and shakes her head, before she points at Roy Standford.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">... That man has normal eyes Gnogglebolt.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">We saw him about ten minutes ago.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Barbarus has a fake glowing eye.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But...anyway. If it's Guardians only news, then yeah, might as well save it, Terri...&quot;

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Sounds familiar...&quot; &gt;:d Think think.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt then looks at Tathi, then follows her pointing finger, and looks at Roy.

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Okay. Uhm... When do you expect to not be in mortal danger?&quot; &gt;:d

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

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Honestly, I don't look at him much.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Good question, Terri.. Good question..&quot;

Roy Stanford:<font color="#000000">=w=#

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt lets out a sign at terri's question.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...We don't know, Terri. It could be days.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Holy crap he shot out a sign!? *brick'd*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">SIGH

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Keyes are right next to each other.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Keys.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">No one who matters cares.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Do they have more facial expressions then - *BRICK'D*

Terri:<font color="#000000">You hear a sigh, and then silence.... and then...

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Then I'll try again tomorrow!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Please try and signal us first!&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;An' the day after that, an' the day after that, until you're not in mortal peril anymore.&quot; &gt;:| !

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Use a Sending spell or something first, anything.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Is there a way Tathi could become attuned to this particular signal somehow, to keep it from setting off the alarm? :3


 * Thomas Lazarus smiles a little.

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;So don't die, okay?&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">Barbarus still has sending stones to Sszeyl.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Use dem.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It's still nice hearing from you, kiddo.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We'll try, Terri...we'll try.&quot;

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Don't try! Do!&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Volunteer it, doof.

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Use them for what ))

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;Please?&quot; {:3

Glitch:<font color="#000000">9I think he means Barb gives his stone to Terri.)

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt then drums his fingers on the table again. ''They should have been back by now...did something go wrong? No...music's still playing...&quot;''

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'll keep it in mind.&quot; =w=;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">er, minus that quotemark.

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll see if Grandpa's got any suggestions about the spell. Talk to you later!&quot; And then the scrying spell winks out.

Terri:<font color="#000000">.... and then pops back a moment later. &quot; I mean it don't die be safe okay &quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We'll do our best.&quot; ^^;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt leans back in his chair and sighs once more. &quot; Gosh I love that kid.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">Quite.

Terri:<font color="#000000">&quot; Kay. &quot; &gt;: And then it disappears properly.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Barb was supposed to give his stone to Shank's wife, but shank isn't around as much anymore.

Meany:<font color="#660033">:P

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot; But if only she would ever learn timing...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt's head snaps up as he sees people come around the corner.

Flynn Baker:<font color="#000000">&quot;One backpack, as ordered.&quot; |D

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt's eyes go very wide. &quot;The--what?!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;He's gonna notice that!&quot;

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

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Not if he doesn't look for it.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I only needed a page! A couple at most!&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">he got the whole backpack *facepaw*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Garl's gold. No sense wasting time then. Give it here, quickly.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">The rest is theirs. LOOT.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">It's their religion.

Flynn Baker:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey, you try looking for the right piece of paper in a bag of holding full of them in the span of a few seconds. Let's see what's in here...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I didn't need a right one, I just needed an example, any example! I said that!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">But, even as he speaks, Gnogglebolt is already pouring through the pages.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I don't think he had time to browse, Gnogglebolt. Just focus.&quot;

Flynn Baker:<font color="#000000">&quot;Money pouch...&quot; 200 PP, 100 GP, 100 SP, 100 CP... &quot;Awful ordered.&quot; Dig dig dig... A clean, crisply pressed white shirt, a small block of cedar wood, a pair of clean, folded black socks, a silk eyepatch, an apple, a small flask containing brandy, a wrapped roast beef sandwich with lettuce and mild cheese, a hairbrush, a washcloth, a bar of soap that smells like cinnamon, vanilla, and sandalwood, a toothbrush, a shaving kit... four books... folders and folders of papers...

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Now, am I going to make this document originate from here in Yoriver, or a document brought from somewhere else and authorized?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Leave the money.&quot; Gnogglebolt suddenly says sharply to the rogue. &quot;He can not suspect we took anything.&quot;

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot; Dibs on the sandwich. Umph,&quot; the paladin adds as a smith elbows him in the side with a clank.

Tathi whispers: RANDOM QUESTION: Didn't maptools have a bunkbed somewhere?

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

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">DC 15 spot check; there's a bite mark in your lunch. &gt;:O

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Anyway...

Bespectacled Teen:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- That's it!&quot; &gt;:O

Glitch:<font color="#000000">I assume there's probably enough material to work with to make whatever it is Gnogglebolt needs to make convincing.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Check: Forgery requires writing materials appropriate to the document being forged, enough light or sufficient visual acuity to see the details of what you&#8217;re writing, wax for seals (if appropriate), and some time. To forge a document on which the handwriting is not specific to a person (military orders, a government decree, a business ledger, or the like), you need only to have seen a similar document before, and you gain a +8 bonus on your check. To forge a signature, you need an autograph of that person to copy, and you gain a +4 bonus on the check. To forge a longer document written in the hand of some particular person, a large sample of that person&#8217;s handwriting is needed.

Grant Warner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Who the hell're you, kid?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus looks up. &quot;..?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; What're you doing down here, it's too dangerous to roam right now.&quot; D:

Bespectacled Teen:<font color="#000000">&quot;Lemme see that -- It got boring upstairs.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I rather doubt that.&quot; &gt;8|


 * Thomas Lazarus listens regardless.


 * Flynn Baker holds out a hand and stops the kid from reaching for the pile o' loot. &quot;Hold on a minute here. Sneaking out from under the templars' noses is one thing, kid, but this is important.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">At any rate, Gnogglebolt sets about forging up a document of purchase of the silver, as well as Yoriver authorization to use it. Not making the check right now, check is made secretly by DM when the document is examined. Gnogglebolt's forgery modifier, without the bonuses above, is +15. A forgery check is opposed by another Forgery check, and nothing else.

Bespectacled Teen:<font color="#000000">&quot;So's that!&quot; &gt;:| The kid points at one of the books.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">After about a minute of scribbling... &quot;Done!&quot;

Katie:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Wait, don't you need Mother Selaren's signature?&quot;

Katie:<font color="#000000">&quot;Here, I'm sure I have it around here somewhere...&quot; A document is passed to Gnogglebolt.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Not if someone else bought it on her behalf

Bespectacled Teen:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's the stupid book that got me arrested!&quot; &gt;:|

VAE:<font color="#000000">i mean ,you wouldn't expect the head priestess to be arsed with such utter mundanity as procuring supplies

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks up. &quot;Do I? I was just making it authorized by Yoriver...ah, very good.&quot; Gnogglebolt adds in the extra lines necessary.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Only if this temple is run RPG style, and the leader does like literally every task no matter how menial. *bricked*

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Danman; not acquiring it, -using- it.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">And -now-, Gnogglebolt's document is complete.&quot;

Teeny Rin 5:<font color="#9933FF">Until he runs out of stam points.

VAE:<font color="#000000">But. . . you need to forge acquisition papers

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright, take the backpack back up and put it back where it was. Unnoticed. And with everything still inside it and back the way it was.&quot;

Flynn Baker:<font color="#000000">&quot;.. Come again?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll give the document to Katie here, and she'll take it up a few minutes after. Can't make it look like coinciding with Edaric's music

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

Bespectacled Teen:<font color="#000000">&quot;I said that's the stupid book that got me arrested. That one, right there. Some summoner was reading one just like it. It looked important, so I took it.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt hands the forged acquisition paper, as well as Mother Selaren's forged signature to authorize using it, to Katie.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...A summoner's book?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi's eyebrows raise a little. &quot;You don't say?&quot; She says, and picks up the noted book, inspecting the outside first.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Gha, It probably is important, but I don't know if we have the time...Flynn, if you don't get the backback back where it was soon, the ruse will be up and they can justify an attack on theft.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">It's a black book with a blank cover, save one silver Infernal rune on the side.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi wrinkles her nose slightly at the rune, and flicks open the book. WHAT BE THERE WITHIN??

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Imagine, for just one moment, that the actual token overlays portray an accurate facial expression. That this person is peering over her hostage-guest with just the most sinister, lazy, evil eye ever leveled by a mortal. &quot;Say...&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Is it true that when their owner dies, a familiar reverts to their ordinary animal state?&quot;

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">maptools question... I'm looking for a footlocker. ^^;;


 * Flynn Baker handwaves. &quot;Don't worry about it, I trust --&quot; WHOOM. Tathi, Thomas, Kor, roll Reflex saves for half of &#171; &#160;1d4+12 = 4 + 12 = 16&#160;  &#187; fire damage!

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+reflex = 11 + 7 = 18&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Whoah!&quot; &#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 20 + 5 = 25&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt jumps as...something explodes? &quot;What in Garl's name?&quot;

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Ruens of explosion

Kor:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+reflex+2 = 10 + 5 + 2 = 17&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; ninja rat!

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

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I knew it! I knew it! I knew it IknewitIknewitIknewit!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi's cussing in elven.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;''Close it! Put it down!&quot;''

Ansramil Hawkin:<font color="#000000">&quot;Corellon's bowstring!&quot; A ball of FIRE explodes out of the book! Luckily, everyone but Kor made the save.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">roast rat

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I read that as,

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Luckily, Kor dies.&quot;

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

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Okay, that made me snicker IRL. xD

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom pats out the singes on his person and goes about healing those who suffered burns. D|

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Is the book even intact anymore?

VAE:<font color="#000000">prob'ly not

Ansramil Hawkin:<font color="#000000">&quot;No, don't close the book, you'll rearm the trap.&quot;

Ansramil Hawkin:<font color="#000000">The book is still there.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Opening and closing the book rapidly in someone's face

VAE:<font color="#000000">Now that's a weapon

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Wait, what? Gha! Magic!&quot;

Ansramil Hawkin:<font color="#000000">&quot;Lucky it wasn't a Sepia Snake Sigil...&quot;

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

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

Glitch:<font color="#000000">more like 'Flappa&quot; :B

Meany:<font color="#660033">&quot;The cure to Cancer is: Exploding Ru-&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi sighs, setting the book down, open, and thanking Thomas for the healing. Kor doesn't even bite him, even. Spellcraft to identify that spell that went off?

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

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+15 = 17 + 15 = 32&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; spellcraft! -5 if its necromancy or illusion, +2 if it's evocation!

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">A level 2 Evocation Bamboozlement.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Fire Trap! Somebody didn't want this book read.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">I like my version better. *bricked!*

VAE:<font color="#000000">Level -1 Enchantment - Inconvenient Flicker

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Hrmph. Well, it was definitely meant to keep the book intact. Otherwise it would have been explosive runes.&quot; She says, and finally gets around to reading the darn book, but the player needs to brb for a bio. ^^;

GM:<font color="#000000">Unless Tathi's good at reading code, it's gibberish.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Level -1 Conjuration - Summon Toenail Clippings

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

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 1 + 9 = 10&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; decipher script to figure out what the hey ho all this writing is on about..

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Nope. Gibberish.

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

Meany:<font color="#660033">3

Meany:<font color="#660033">:3

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi mutters, shaking her head. &quot;I can't break this code it's written in. Someone else want to try?&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">DC 5 Wisdom check?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">=3= &#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 7 + 5 = 12&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

GM:<font color="#000000">For Tathi.

VAE:<font color="#000000">that's. . . low

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+floor((wisdom-10)/2) = 9 + floor((13 - 10) / 2) = 10&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; wisdom check!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Gibberish, you say? Lemme look at it.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Yep, still gibberish.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">No,, wait

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">strike that line

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Gibberish is my native tongue.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">But you said DC 5. =3=

Meany:<font color="#660033">&quot;Five times ten.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">You succeeded and didn't draw the conclusion that it was a cookbook. =3=

Meany:<font color="#660033">&quot;OLOLOLOLOL.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...I could take a crack at reading it...&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">DC 5 is the DC for Pig Latin

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...but I do not trust books that explode.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">What. |P

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Grenades I'll trust. Bombs I'll trust.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">http://www.d20srd.org/srd/skills/decipherScript.htm

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Exploding books?&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">&quot;WHO'RE YOU CALLING UPIT-STAY?!&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">upid*

Tathi: <font color="#9933ff">(( holy crap I had completely forgotten about that. XP ))

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">afk for a bit

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;If...you can promise it's not going to blow up in my face, I'll take a look.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus promises nothing. o_o

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt was speaking to Tathi. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Any reaction out of Jacob? :3

Jacob Shyden:<font color="#000000">&quot;A-Are you trying to threaten me, ma'am?!&quot; The slight vocal crack undermines any pretense of authoritative speech.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Tathi? :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Ya there? :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ghost is AFK.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">He specifically said no. :B

Glitch:<font color="#000000">oh, oops. Missed it.


 * Edaric mutters aside to Sszeyl, &quot; (I can't keep this up forever~) &quot; |D;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">....I hestitate to ask if you guys want to keep things moving just by saying Tathi hands over the book. :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Sszeyl nods and blurs away.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Just curious.&quot; And then she seems to snap back to being enchanted. &quot;Ooohhh~ I still have some whiskey -- I always wanted to try this on B&#228;rli to see if it would get mom tipsy. Time to experiment.&quot; |D

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033" face="Lucida Console">&quot;Ahem.&quot; 

Jacob Shyden:<font color="#000000">&quot;Stop trying to get my familiar drunk!&quot; Ineffectual flailing.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt snaps up at Sszeyl's arrival.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Edaric is tiring.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;But you're both so stressed!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;What is taking so long?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;--No time, then.&quot;

Jacob Shyden:<font color="#000000">&quot;He's stressed because you've got a stranglehold on him!&quot; DX

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You'll be fine in a minute, you'll see.&quot; *w*


 * Flynn Baker sweeps everything but the book in question into the bag again. &quot;I'll deliver this -- you work on cracking that code!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">(If DM wants to say 'are you sure you want to do this', go ahead...) Gnogglebolt gets out of his chair, takes the book out of Tathi's hands, snaps it shut, and tosses it to Flynn. &quot;Backpack, upstairs, now.&quot;

Flynn Baker:<font color="#000000">He leaves, leaving that book on the table. Which Gnogglebolt has just re-armed.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Okay, Gnogglebolt did -not- do that if Flynn left early.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">It's kinda hard to keep things moving when a character is holding an important object and the player is gone, leaving the character as a drooling statue. :B

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">besides, returning it without that book is kind of stupid

Jacob Shyden:<font color="#000000"> help D|

VAE:<font color="#000000">He will bloody notice as soon as he'll go to take something out

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">No.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">So, with the -not closed- book, if that's how Flynn's gonna play it, Gnogglebolt takes it out of Tathi's hands very gingerly and sets it on the table, then stares at the pages while he starts jotting things down on scratch parchment.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">The high-point of today! &gt;8D

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt's wisdom modifier is +0, and his Decipher Script modifier is +15. Want to make the secret rolls, DM?

Flynn Baker:<font color="#000000">Amateurs... =3=;

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

Glitch:<font color="#000000">VAE: besides, returning it without that book is kind of stupid Jacob Shyden: help D| VAE: He will bloody notice as soon as he'll go to take something out

Glitch:<font color="#000000">That is what I was worried about, honestly.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">but NPC has overridden. :B

Flynn Baker:<font color="#000000">So... you run interference? =3=

VAE:<font color="#000000">I mean, it's stupid even when the NPC has done it that way

VAE:<font color="#000000">If I was playing Gnogglebolt, I'd dispute, but whatever

Flynn Baker:<font color="#000000">Sheesh, you can tell you guys haven't done heists before. You think we're going to let hard-won enemy intel slip away that easy?

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;How do snakes even drink -- they have no lips or suitable tongues -- does he just dunk his face into pools of water..&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">It isn't won yet.


 * Tomiko Lazarus brandishes liquor bottle. *_*

VAE:<font color="#000000">It's an intel loan that'll have to be won once this blows up

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Lia; that's the funny thing about intelligence in a war setting.

VAE:<font color="#000000">and like with every loan there is interest

Glitch:<font color="#000000">You can never, ever let your enemy know that you know.

VAE:<font color="#000000">This is one of the rare times i got to side with Teh

Liatai:<font color="#000000">OH FOR CRYING OUT LOUD DECODE YOUR PLOT HOOK &gt;:E


 * Liatai huffs.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">It's standard military procedure that, if they crack some enemy code and learn some important information, they will not act on the information unless they can make a show of getting it some other way.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Otherwise, you just told your enemy you can break their codes.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">YOU'RE THROWING AWAY PLOT INFORMATION HOW HARD DO I HAVE TO HIT YOU OVER THE HEAD WITH IT. &gt;:E

VAE:<font color="#000000">Unless it is information that allows you to straight out deal a critical blow to the enemy

Glitch:<font color="#000000">and i already DID take the plot hook!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">YOU DON'T KNOW BECAUSE YOU HAVEN'T DECODED IT.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">I'M NOT THROWING IT AWAY I'M JUST SAYING. DX

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oy. =w=;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">TRYING TO DECODE IT NOW. DX

VAE:<font color="#000000">Lia, you set up a scene, and no matter how hard it is plot information, it makes no sense for anyone but Flynn

Glitch:<font color="#000000">GAVE YOU INFO TO MAKE SECRET CHECKS. DX

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">We keep the book instead of panicing like we're frightened children. =3=

VAE:<font color="#000000">I can totally see someone disputing this decision IC

Liatai:<font color="#000000">WELL THEN DISPUTE IT IC.

VAE:<font color="#000000">I can't!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I need a break.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">I'm not disputing it IC--oh no. o.o

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt's confused?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Take it up with the people who know.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">No!

</i>Liatai:<font color="#000000">What do you mean no.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">back

Glitch:<font color="#000000">I mean he's not confused! I mean I already said he's decoding it!

Glitch:<font color="#000000">I'm waiting for -you- to give the response!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I thought he threw it away. &gt;.&gt;

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

Glitch:<font color="#000000">NO! DX

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt: So, with the -not closed- book, if that's how Flynn's gonna play it, Gnogglebolt takes it out of Tathi's hands very gingerly and sets it on the table, then stares at the pages while he starts jotting things down on scratch parchment. Tomiko Lazarus: The high-point of today! &gt;8D Gnogglebolt: Gnogglebolt's wisdom modifier is +0, and his Decipher Script modifier is +15. Want to make the secret rolls, DM?


 * You roll to yourself: 1d20+15 =&gt; 14 + 15 = 29Glitch:<font color="#000000">I was just -saying-, after the fact, why it might not have been the smartest!

Glitch:<font color="#000000">But that was OOC.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">I didn't change the IC action.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">yeah I see what happened here...

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Tech made a large action of throwing it away, then quickly retconned it in a few short lines, likely lost in the flurry of following activity.

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

Glitch:<font color="#000000">I was, honestly, pulling a Meany here and saying 'but in the real world'. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I'm going to step away for a moment to get my head screwed back on straight.

VAE:<font color="#000000">And you were right

Glitch:<font color="#000000">;~;

Meany:<font color="#660033">Yep.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">WELL THEN WHY NOT ENGAGE THAT DISCREPANCY IC INSTEAD OF FAFFING ABOUT OOC.

VAE:<font color="#000000">This is a bad idea.. and I am itching because I can't do anything about it IC :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I'LL MOVE FLYNN BACK AND YOU CAN TALK ABOUT IT. IN FIVE MINUTES.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF"> ^^; please stop pissing off the DM...

Meany:<font color="#660033">Said he who does this a lot.

Meany:<font color="#660033">:P

Glitch:<font color="#000000"> I'm not saying anything else anymore. :

VAE:<font color="#000000">Because Inquisitor Steelsprocket is listening to Ed alongside Sorenoc, trying to get his mind off how incredibly screwed they all are.

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Put your money where your mouth is. When's the last time I pissed off the DM to the point of having to take a break?

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">You've got it backwards. I'm the one with the temper.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Me and you arguing, you kicking me off the server twice, GM shouting at both of us, march this year?

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">She didn't take a break.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">....you know why I really feel bad and confused here, though? &gt;.&gt; The few times Lia made a show of yelling before, I alwasy was scared and immediately backed off, but she said later it was more joking (fatass angel?) and the one time I assume she's -not- serious....she is. ;~;

Meany:<font color="#660033">Semantics.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Anyway.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Well, I have a swell idea. All of you quit penis-dueling, spectating, and sniping, and bring it back into RP.

Meany:<font color="#660033">This is IRC talk.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Why are people so complicated. ;~;

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">600,000 year old firmware.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Glitch, at least stop fucking whining


 * Ghostwish gets brick'd.

VAE:<font color="#000000">I mean.. so, some people get pissed off on one occassion or another.

VAE:<font color="#000000">It happens, besides, it was a valid point


 * Liatai sighs. &quot;Okay... I'm sorry. I've just been getting tired of people tearing apart things OOC when they should be asking IC.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">I have.. a dangerous preposal in that regard, if I may?

Glitch:<font color="#000000">I was just dropping a little bit of RL tidbit information. Like Meany always does. &gt;:

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Then I practically try to gift-wrap things to get you out of a hole, and you throw it away.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Lia, leave things to take a natural course

Glitch:<font color="#000000">and -he- never gets yelled at....this is why I don't like trying new things. It always practically blows up in my face. ;~;

VAE:<font color="#000000">the hole isn't *that* deep, and if it is... well, our fault

Liatai:<font color="#000000">That's the thing, Glitch. I wish that kind of thing would be talked about IC or in IRC. Not in the middle of a game when I'm trying to tell a story and trying not to retcon.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Not every ending has to be god

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Meany, that's to you, too.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Very well.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Welcome to what I've been griping about for months.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I've tolerated it so far, but now, it has to stop. If you have a question, can you please just PM me about it, hold it until after the game, or discuss it IC?

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Okay, can I put my preposal out, please?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Go ahead, Ghost.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">No OOC chatter in maptools. Period. It goes in IRC.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">No, I don't think so, but opinion noted.

VAE:<font color="#000000">I mean... we did it that way in the IRC roleplays, say Far Recon

VAE:<font color="#000000">it did work fairly well

Liatai:<font color="#000000">What I'm saying is, if a plan doesn't seem to make sense, can you have your characters say something? Please?

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Just a thought. The occasionally /ooc comment is fine, but any discussion, any, takes place outside of the game.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">At any rate. You had Flynn leave, without book. So, I retconned the bit where Gnogglebolt closed the book, and instead is just decoding it normally. I have said nothing else IC since then, so go ahead and proceed as that. Flynn -is- the supertheif, so I'll just have to assume, OOC -and- IC, that he knows what he's doing.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oh no you don't.

VAE:<font color="#000000">No, OOC breeds OOC.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Let's rewind a bit, and pick up a bit in the past... okay?

VAE:<font color="#000000">If it's to be done, then it all goes into chat

Glitch:<font color="#000000">oh good god Lia what. ;~; ''why did I say anything. Me and my big fat stupid mouth.''...fine... ;~;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I'll type up some narration, and then we'll let the scene play out naturally a bit more.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Very well then. Taking it to IC.


 * Tathi iS CASTING DETECT MAGIC THIS TIME *brick'd*

Dr. Hatari: <font color="#ff0000">(( Brb trying to fix mouse ))

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Wait, Flynn, no! If you take the backpack back, and he looks into it and it doesn't have the book, then he'll know!&quot;


 * Flynn Baker starts collecting -- HOLD IT.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">WAIT FOR ME TO TYPE WILL YOU.


 * Glitch headdesks. Dx


 * Liatai sighs.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">On second thought, one moment. I'm shifting scenes a bit.


 * Gradia Thorngage watches the shenanigans across the pond. &quot; ... What is going on... &quot; She frowns, closing her book.

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">Approaching Miron... &quot;Inquisitor Steelsprocket. A word?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">also, frak, my shoulder and neck kinda hurt, and I have no. rubbing alcohol menthol thing left.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Guess I'll deal with screwed up zoom for now.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(you can type into the zoom percentage box along the bottom toolbar if you haven't figured it out by now, Hatari)

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(if that helps)

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">&quot; The Olidamarrans appear to be skulking about. Can you find out what they're up to? &quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Immediately, the gnome disengages from listening to the tones, and approaches his superior&quot;. . . Y..Yes, Senior Analyst.&quot;

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I meant with mouse wheel. I can use they zoom keys just fine. But reflexively rolling the wheel is a hard habit to kick. So every few minutes, faceplant 800% zoom on a token. :B

Glitch:<font color="#000000">I know you meant with the mousewheel, that's why I made the suggestion. :B

Glitch:<font color="#000000">I recalled that your mousewheel was broken, so I informed you of an alternative way to zoom if it helped. :B


 * Flynn Baker is leisurely repacking the backpack. He seems rather unconcerned, despite Gnogglebolt's worries.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">.....wait, now I'm confused, where am -I- in my action queue? How far have you backed me up?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Just after Sszeyl's arrival.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt: (If DM wants to say 'are you sure you want to do this', go ahead...) Gnogglebolt gets out of his chair, takes the book out of Tathi's hands, snaps it shut, and tosses it to Flynn. &quot;Backpack, upstairs, now.&quot; Flynn Baker: He leaves, leaving that book on the table. Which Gnogglebolt has just re-armed. Gnogglebolt: Okay, Gnogglebolt did -not- do that if Flynn left early. Gnogglebolt: It's kinda hard to keep things moving when a character is holding an important object and the player is gone, leaving the character as a drooling statue. :B Gnogglebolt: So, with the -not closed- book, if that's how Flynn's gonna play it, Gnogglebolt takes it out of Tathi's hands very gingerly and sets it on the table, then stares at the pages while he starts jotting things down on scratch parchment. Tomiko Lazarus: The high-point of today! &gt;8D Gnogglebolt: Gnogglebolt's wisdom modifier is +0, and his Decipher Script modifier is +15. Want to make the secret rolls, DM?


 * Thomas Lazarus purses his lips briefly. &quot;...&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Actually, does Miron have an idea where they are about to, or should I roll something?

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Or ask someone

Liatai:<font color="#000000">He can track them to the basement. Sszeyl wasn't subtle.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Follow that drow! |D

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Edaric can't do it much longer, you say?&quot; Gnogglebolt says to Sszeyl. &quot;Alright then, Tathi, give the book back to Flynn, quickly. We're out of time.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">And indeed, the inquisitor passes by Tomiko still having her sort of fun with the poor sanctioned summoner, and storms into the basement.


 * Roy Stanford crosses the room and intercepts the book.

VAE:<font color="#000000">No, music. Eria is very much NOT an appropriate song here

GM:<font color="#000000">... You know what, I'm going to stick to Minks fom now on. Every time I switch DM faces for too long, I end up getting into a foul mood. =3=;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I could get used to this tyranny thing. *o*

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

Roy Stanford:<font color="#000000">&quot;No. We're not giving up information that easily.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anybody seen Sszeyl here? Or perhaps one of your hyperactive brothers or sisters?, going downstairs a while ago?&quot; He approaches the nearest group of Olidammarrans.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..It's risky.&quot; He frowns. &quot;We should replace it with something so he atleast doesn't suspect treachery.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;And fast.&quot; He glances around. &quot;...&quot;

Rosanna Baker:<font color="#000000">The Olidamarrans point Miron deeper beneath the church.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes, what Thomas said. If the man looks into his bad and doesn't see his book, then he will rightly suspect theft immediately.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">*bag

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

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">Walking into the hall before the meeting room, it becomes obvious, and the inquisitor storms in.

Flynn Baker:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's a bag of holding, so it would take some searching before he even suspected anything... But what have we got?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;What in the Nine Hells did it occur to any of you to show their mugs upstairs?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Do we have any transmuter or magic fabricator or illusionist or something of that sort..? Perhaps we can make a genuine-looking fake that he wouldn't be suspicious of unless he opened it.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus raises a brow at Miron. &quot;It's an emergency.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;That it bloody is.. do you know what it'd mean if any of the troops above, or the devils seen any of the prisoners or other outlaws upstairs?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( uhhhggg afk ^^; Be back as soon as possible, indigestion ))

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;This better have a good reason.&quot;

Flynn Baker:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ennis is an illusionist. It wouldn't take long to ensorcell something -- but it'd be easiest if it was book-shaped.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Book shaped what?&quot;

Ansramil Hawkin:<font color="#000000">&quot;Brother... They've already seem some of the outlaws.&quot;

Tathi: <font color="#9933ff">(( I think Tathi had books in her inventory once.. *checkws* ))

Ansramil Hawkin:<font color="#000000">&quot;We found an enemy codebook.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Found, or found?&quot;

Tathi: <font color="#9933ff">(( eh.. maybe not.. might have been lost in the tangled web outage.. ))

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

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Does it matter at this point?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt reaches into his pack. &quot;I have this...&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He pulls out an Elvish language primer. ''Sorry, Elwick. It's for a good cause.&quot;''

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Will this work?&quot;

Tathi: <font color="#9933ff">(( and I was gonna have Tathi slip in an elven karma sutra. XP ))

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Though.. given it's you who has spoken out....I think I already know.&quot;

Flynn Baker:<font color="#000000">&quot;That'll do fine. I'll just nip this up to her real quick.&quot; :3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;. . . you aren' going to..&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;There's a better idea. Anyone's got a mending spell?&quot;

Flynn Baker:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mending spell?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Cut out the insides of the book, then mend another one's insides into the covers.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;You don't even need spellcraft to pull off the fake.&quot;


 * Flynn Baker looks impressed!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And unless opened, it *will* look like the real thing.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Better illusion the magic trap too then.&quot;

Flynn Baker:<font color="#000000">&quot;Who'd have thought, an inquisitor with a mind for intrigue!&quot; :3 &quot;That's a great idea. I'm sure somebody's got a journal somewhere we can pilfer some pages out of.&quot;


 * Grant Warner pauses.


 * Grant Warner looks at Sheythsanthi. |3

Miron:<font color="#000000">*grins* &quot;Spending time in the archives of Jones's Rock teaches you things. It was such a common prank.

Sheythsanthi:<font color="#9933FF">He's just grinning. &quot;Now there is cunning that would make the Cudgel proud.&quot;


 * Ansramil Hawkin catches Grant's look... thinks... then looks at Sheythsanthi. =3=

Grant Warner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, Sim? Half your books've got no writing in most of 'em. What've you got?&quot;

Sheythsanthi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Oh, I see. You just want me for my books.&quot; =3=

Ansramil Hawkin:<font color="#000000">&quot;I can mend the pages.&quot;


 * Grant Warner huffs. =3= &quot;It's that or tear up temple property. Or somebody's spellbook, and Cuthbert knows what wizards soak their books in.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's what Archivist Thompson says all the time, Senior Inquisitor.&quot;

Sheythsanthi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Oh but they never want to see my notes. Too long winded they say.&quot; Sheythsanthi says, and then produces a blank journal.

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anybody got some scissors? A knife?&quot;

Sheythsanthi:<font color="#9933FF">=3=*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tools!&quot; Gnogglebolt pulls out a multitude of cutting implements.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I doubt my cudgel will do the job....&quot;

Grant Warner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Always prepared, good on you, Sim.&quot; |3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Unless you make it pounce from the insides.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He hands them over, handle first of course.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">The wizard is enjoying this spectacle entirely too much.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Careful though.. it might be enchanted further.&quot;

Flynn Baker:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll see if I can't get Ennis to put a fake trap on it. Be back in a flash!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Did anyone look at the spells in there, even?&quot;

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Take a look yourself, Inquisitor -- though I don't think it's a spellbook. Tathi said something about a code.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I meant, protective spells. I wouldn't want it to spontaneously combust. But very well.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll be trying to decode it as soon as the fake is put into place.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*Detect Magic*

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+19 = 9 + 19 = 28&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Spellcraft, too, looking at the book

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">need to feed douglas. brb


 * Ansramil Hawkin takes up a pair of scissors... then frowns. &quot;You there -- young man.&quot;

Bespectacled Teen:<font color="#000000">&quot;Me?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Scissors? A knife would be better.&quot;

Ansramil Hawkin:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Senior Inquisitor, there aren't any spells on this journal, are they?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Any spells on the actual codebook, besides the one fireburst trap?

Ansramil Hawkin:<font color="#000000">&quot;True... but we need two people working on the books if we're going to get this done quickly.&quot; He slides the journal and a knife across the table toward the teen. &quot;You pointed out the book, young man, you can help us keep it.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Did he?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*curious look*

Sheythsanthi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;No, the journal is unused.&quot; I keep explosive runes on all the others. =3=


 * Bespectacled Teen 's face lights up. &quot;Sure!&quot; He starts cutting the pages out of the blank journal. There are no spells on the actual codebook aside from the fireburst trap.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">I'm sitting right here, and it's my tool, I could have cut it...oh well.

</i><font color="#000000"> Gnogglebolt thinks to himself.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">okay. feel so much better after meds made me sleep but...I've missed everything since they were asking ed for a distraction

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">SUDDENLY, RAILOCK.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">we're actually still kind of in the middle of that. :B

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;If this is some sort of diabolic scam, young man....&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">after hours? only akellon....

Ansramil Hawkin:<font color="#000000">&quot;Mazian... Gnogglebolt, right? You're most acquainted with these tools. Take the more delicate work with the codebook.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I.. actually do have a mending spell ready right now.&quot; :.

Bespectacled Teen:<font color="#000000">&quot; Fuck you too, old man. &quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Someone's got a big mouth for a thief.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm? Oh! Yes indeed.&quot; Gnogglebolt takes the actual codebook (very carefully, as he clearly is treating it like it might blow up), yet he takes the appropriate knife and starts quickly and expertly cutting through the binding.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot; I like him. Is he up for adoption?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">After a few moments, he removes the pages from the cover. &quot;Got it!&quot;


 * Ansramil Hawkin smiles over to Thomas. &quot;My mana is a bit less limited, brother. Save your spells... unless you'd like to bind the codebook's pages into the old journal's binding?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Was that audible enough for Miron to hear?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Which line, VAE?

VAE:<font color="#000000">Tathi: &quot;I like him. Is he up for adoption?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He places the pages aside and pushes the newly vacated cover towards the center of the table for anyone to grab. &quot;Alright, hurry, hurry, get the blank pages and do that...'magic' them in...&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 7 + 5 = 12&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Listen

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;If that helps us move along, sure. Gotta rush, but still make it look good..&quot; D|

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">SWALLOWTAIL ARE YOU NAPPING AGAIN.

Swallowtail:<font color="#FF0000">&gt;.&gt;

Bespectacled Teen:<font color="#000000">&quot;Here! -- Oops --&quot; The liberated blank pages scatter across the table, before they're picked up by a green-tinged swirl of mana.


 * Ansramil Hawkin binds the blank pages into the codebook cover with a soft flash of light.

Ennis Baker:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- I could even make it seem like there's a secret page hidden between --!&quot; The illusionist sounds somewhat giddy.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Excellent. Now, take it to the illusionist and magic trapper, put it in the bag, and return it! Hurry, before Edaric's music fails!&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">The listen check? Yes or no?


 * Flynn Baker laughs. &quot;We've got to make it look like theirs, not like our books, honey.&quot; |D

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Nope. DC 15.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(minimum DC to hear a whisper is 15. :B )

VAE:<font color="#000000">Like I remember it, Tech

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Unless they specifically roll bluff to whisper and flub it. ))

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(and that's just to hear -the whisper-, not make out the words. That's DC 25. )


 * Ansramil Hawkin tosses the book to the Bakers.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">--ohey, that's ANOTHER houserule to add!


 * Glitch opens up wiki

Flynn Baker:<font color="#000000">Catch! And a quick wave of a silk handkerchief later --

Ennis Baker:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's done!&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">well, more than a whisper I imagined it to be a half-voice snarky comment, but meh.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">I just. . . don't recall the DC's, anyways

VAE:<font color="#000000">When I was GMing I had four PDFs open, a book on my knees, and Saph

Flynn Baker:<font color="#000000">&quot;Off to make a delivery, then.&quot; |3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Will this really stop them from interfering with the Hallowing..? Would any office of tyrants and devils sit by and watch their own hands be tied so willingly, because of paperwork..?&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;They already allowed it to some extent.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We'll find out.&quot; Gnogglebolt nods to Katie, who still has the actual forged document Gnogglebolt made.


 * Ansramil Hawkin folds his arms -- well, arm and spectral-looking wisp of mana attached to the stump of his other arm. Someone took Mage Hand as a literal spell. *brick'd*

Katie:<font color="#000000">&quot;Even if they don't, we have Martin working on his own Hallowing spell.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Take that up whenever you think the time is appropriate.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not now, of course, but later.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;It would be stupid to throw away the opportunity they have given us. If they want to play it by the lawbook, we have nothing to lose by following.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;At any rate...&quot; Gnogglebolt then looks at the cover-less pages in front of hime.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Give me a few minutes.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Good idea. Even if the temple can't be.. hallowed ground anywhere would suffice.&quot; &gt;|Oc &quot; Why didn't I think of that..&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Even if all we gain is time... we'll have reinforcements coming our way in a time.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Drow blurs away.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt then sets his mental prowess against whatever the code is. As before, his Decipher Script check is +15, and his Wisdom Modifier is +0. You want to roll secretly to yourself, Lia, or do you want me to roll?

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Now.. has anyone actually seen what is inside the book?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+20 = 5 + 20 = 25&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Normal Perform check... the fascination wore off long ago, he's just playing to keep up appearances now.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Gnogglebolt's working on it, it seems.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes, we saw that this book is a gibberish code. Shut up. I need to concentrate.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Can I have a look, too?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Decipher Script 6, +3 Wisdom.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">&gt;|

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt's eyes are indeed very heavily focused on the pages, and his face is only an inch or two from the pages.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Just realized? That macro is old as balls. Tathi's decipher script is +16

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;... I suppose talent can decide to find a roost in anyone, even felons. Almost a shame, really.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">The inquisitor peers over his shoulder.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt just offhandedly waves off Miron without looking away from the page as he jots down ciphers and substitutions...

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">wait a damn second... all the skill checks are out of date!!

Tokens dropped onto map 'Yoriver - Temple of Pelor'Miron:<font color="#000000">Actually, can I roll for assist, as in, Miron is standing there and kibitzing?

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">because that's entirely IC

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Suppose you could. Go ahead. Roll against DC 10.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 7 + 9 = 16&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">That'll give Gnogglebolt a +2 to his check.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Miron assists Gnogglebolt. -2 circumstance modifier.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">+2 get.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">....actually damn, TeenyRin's right. :U

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's an U there, not a Z&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">( j/k x3 )

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;You mixed up those two patterns.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">-- Meanwhile, this person is keeping Scute away from his master by virtue of height alone, and the snake is being almost-drowned in whiskey. It would probably be in serious danger if it weren't a magical beast. It probably still is, but Tomi seems to have decided that makes everything okay. &quot;|D !&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">http://akellon.wikia.com/wiki/Houserules#Sending

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(never really liked this particular houserule myself, but if it's Akellon, it's Akellon.)

GM:<font color="#000000">... It's a logbook, and all of you working together can discover that. But more than that, it includes directions. Directions from various locations all over town, to a certain location underground... A stronghold, which the writer purports is of duergar make. An ancient fort, which delves beneath the town of Yoriver, guarded by devils, discovered by the count, and recaptured by summoners.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">As Gnogglebolt jots the things down... &quot;...Oh.&quot;

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

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

Tomiko Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( It's pretty much just cutting out fussing and carrying out the spirit of the spell regardless. ))

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;This is--&quot; Gnogglebolt stares at the 'gibberish' page in his hands.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;What is it?&quot; &gt;:.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Can I assume Miron seen it as well?

VAE:<font color="#000000">As in, they were working in pair

VAE:<font color="#000000">and .. .duergar

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">(not how Assist works, actually)

GM:<font color="#000000">The book offers a few cryptic phrases; &quot;the lord shall gaze upon the truth,&quot; &quot;hammer and stone shall forge the crown,&quot; and &quot;the name of our lord shall open the door...&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Uh... I'd assume it *is* how it works for decoding

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">(you got bits and pieces, but not the whole pictures, as Gnogglebolt was doing the core work)

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Hextorite puts journal in bag of holding. Wards it. Writes in code. Adventurers get information anyways.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Playtime is over. Katie, whenever you're ready, go present that forged sale document and Mother Selaren authorization to the man for the ritual, and then get everyone and I do mean everyone ready.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I think I just found out where the devils are coming from.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I dunno all of it.. .but Laduguer's bald arse, this thing mentions Duergar.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Pissed-off levels: 8/10 Draycos over microphone chat during World of Tanks match.

Roy Stanford:<font color="#000000">&quot;What?!&quot; And everyone in the room gathers around Gnogglebolt.

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;There's a Duergar stronghold beneath the town. All of the summoner and Hextorite activities are routed through it, and this looks like patrol schedules of devils.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;There.. there's somethign to do with them in this town. Them and their filthy...&quot;

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


 * Thomas Lazarus immediately approaches. &quot;You mean it isn't just the Count's forces..? There's something else in there?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;The Count....hang on...&quot; Gnogglebolt looks at one page, then another.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;The Count...he took it over.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">If only my skill macros hadn't been messed up. :|

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;He found it, and then took it for himself.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">MORE LIKE BOREMASTER.

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Unless they were draining mortal summoners dry and feeding devils off their essence -- damn, Vi's gonna smack me upside the head. Of course!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not quite sure...if there are Duergar still there or not. Or if they were there when he found it.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+16 = 18 + 16 = 34&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; decipher script to figure out what the hey ho all this writing is on about..

Grant Warner:<font color="#000000">&quot;... So what does that mean, are there more summoners down there, or what's down there?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;By the Nine Hells... &quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt, meanwhile, starts copying down the gibberish in plain text for everyone to read.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">(and Deciper Script takes one minute per page, Ghost. :B )

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You see a reference to a wrought-iron gate?

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Wow.. and here I was, gearing up to lay seige to the castle. Now we're going after an underground fort?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus looks dire. &quot;..A duergar fort.. guarded by them.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">After several more minutes, Gnogglebolt has as much of the ledger copied down in Common as possible for everyone to read.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;A culture that has zero qualms over trafficking with the likes of Hell.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;This sounds bad indeed.. might as well go siege Cania dressed in knickers.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Everyone can now see the stuff that was already posted in full.

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Including those cryptic phrases

Miron:<font color="#000000">blah

Miron:<font color="#000000">got token stuck


 * Jacob Shyden is trying to wrest the bottle's neck away from the snake with magic -- &quot;Stop! You're drowning -- *hic* Him!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;This could be worse than I ever imagined.&quot; He has a stony expression. &quot;Worse than things already are. We must scout this out. As soon as a sanctum is secure.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But yeah...as you can see here, this fort is actually old. Really old.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And I'm not seeing any references to the Duergar still being around.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Either way, Inquisitor Steelsprocket storms out of the room, and goes to the stairs as quick as his short legs allow.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Ahahah~ It's working~&quot; |D &quot;I need to remember this next New Years~&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So...we...might not have to deal with them. But we need to be prepared for anything.&quot;

Roy Stanford:<font color="#000000">&quot;... This 'gate' they refer to.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;They do not matter.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;What they made -- that is what could matter.&quot;

Roy Stanford:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is there a way to close it?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">The inquisitor wipes off his forehead and stands in alert. &quot;Senior Analyst Thorngage, Inquisitor Steelsprocket reporting back. Follow me downstairs please. This is a matter of utmost importance.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Hrrrm...&quot; Gnogglebolt peers over some more pages, now that he's got the hang of the code.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;A standing portal to Hell.. we have to know&quot;

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

Ansramil Hawkin:<font color="#000000">&quot;Where's Lyle, he could be of help here.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">I see what you did there, Lia.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes, ah...Katie! Do you think it's time to present Sorenoc with the document I forged, so we can try the ritual unmolested?&quot;

Grant Warner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sim, can you get our malconvoker over here, stat?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll keep writing things down here, and when you get back, the real planning will begin.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Don't worry, we'll wait up for you.&quot;

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">&quot;What is it?&quot; The analyst follows.

Sheythsanthi:<font color="#9933FF">(Am I sim? =3=)

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

Grant Warner:<font color="#000000">Yeah, you're Sim. Simtherzairvin or some fuckin' Elven frilly nonsense.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">--Oh piss I forgot the oven. |D;

Sheythsanthi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Right, I'll find him.&quot; As soon as my player remembers his name. XP

Katie:<font color="#000000">&quot;All right.&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Senior Analyst. The olidammarans have .. ehm.. recovered a book from our visitors. Among other information It explains that the town of Yoriver sits atop a duergar fortress around which the activities of the diabolists focus. There are mentions ... &quot;The name of our lord shall open the door&quot;... we have reason to suspect this town rests on top of a portal to Baator, no less.&quot;

Katie:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Miss Lazarus, what are you doing with that poor snake...?&quot; ^^;;;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">War crimes.


 * Tomiko Lazarus freezes. |D;;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;The High Command has to be informed.. I am afraid this might be beyond our capabilities to handle. I .. during all my career I haven't seen anything of this grade.&quot;

Sheythsanthi:<font color="#9933FF">Suddenly. &quot;Lyle.&quot; From right behind you.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">portal to baator. I saw we CHAAARGE! :)

VAE:<font color="#000000">You know guys

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">shank, you with me?

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..B..being a courteous hostess..&quot; |D;; &#171; &#160;1d20+6-20 = 1 + 6 - 20 = -13&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

VAE:<font color="#000000">In 40k, this would be the sort of thing that'd have Exterminatus on the whole place.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Ultra-nope.

Lyle Petersen:<font color="#000000">Have you ever seen a malconvoker perching on a doorframe before? &#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 6 + 1 = 7&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Jump check for lulz.

Lyle Petersen:<font color="#000000">Well, you're not likely to, but you still made him jump a good foot or so off the floor. O_O

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">She's clearly fucking around and bullying them. &quot;|D;&quot;

Sheythsanthi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;You're needed downstairs.&quot; He says simply, and starts walking away. If you take your eyes off him for a second, he pulls a batman and -vanishes-.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">...

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Sheythsanthi is a weeping angel.

Sheythsanthi:<font color="#9933FF">Oh hello Grant. &quot;He's coming.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">DON'T BLINK.

Katie:<font color="#000000">&quot;...&quot; |3c;; &quot;Well, they don't look like they're in any state for more hosting. Could you please show them upstairs to one of the rooms?&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">sad thing is, I have never watched doctor who and have no idea what this blinking angel stuff is. :3


 * Katie palms a key off to Tomi, and winks before walking off.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Inumo has the video link.

Meany:<font color="#660033">As does VAE, methinks.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;We also obtained the patrol schedules for the devils around the town.&quot;

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

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Ghost; oh man, it's the only Dr. Who I've ever seen, but damn it's nice.

VAE:<font color="#000000">SCP-173 predates Weeping Angels


 * Zachary Alfarson is engaging in a staring contest with Sorenoc's head. &gt;:|

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... Uhh.&quot; &gt;|3;; &#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 11 + 1 = 12&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

VAE:<font color="#000000">and it's kinda similar in this respect

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Is she asking me to seduce them. =3=;;

</i>* Tomiko Lazarus is bricked.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Give him the links irc.

Katie:<font color="#000000">She's asking you to lock them in a room, Tomi. XP

Tomiko Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( I know. ))

Tomiko Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( But the wisdom check was lulz. ))

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Meanwhile...

Meany:<font color="#660033">But if you can seduce them, try to not get preggers. Last thing we need is a possessed Tomiclone.

Katie:<font color="#000000">&quot;Father Alfarson.. Is there a problem with the ritual?&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Alright, well, yes mum.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Anything Gradia says to it?

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">After hovering still as a statue for goodness knows how long, staring at the three Hamatula, Serrierr makes a sudden movement--blowing a raspberry.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Senior Analyst Thorngage?&quot;

Zachary Alfarson:<font color="#000000">&quot;These guards are sitting on the silver like fat dragons, is all.&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">&quot;Welp, I'm bored. You guys have the staring contest skills of a basilisk. You win, thanks for coming.&quot; And he wafts back down to the pool.

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;I've told you, until I see proof of purchase, this silver will need to be treated as potential evidence.&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">&quot;Welp, I'm bored. You guys have the staring contest skills of a basilisk. I can't compete with that. You win, thanks for coming.&quot; And he wafts back down to the pool.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Hup!

Katie:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, like this?&quot; :3

Glitch:<font color="#000000">And now, upon investigation, is Gnogglebolt's secretly rolled Forgery check.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">NAT 20

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Once again, +15 modifier, -also- possible a +4 or +8, as I posted earlier.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tomi wears the enebriated Scute like a scarf and ushers Jacob along. &quot;Well. Come on, I guess. They have open rooms in the hospital wing if you're going to be crashing here. Didn't expect you to be such lightweights.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Opposed by Kenneth's own Forgery check.

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+12 = 3 + 12 = 15&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; versus &#171;  &#160;1d20+15+8 = 3 + 15 + 8 = 26&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(but he also may or may not have a couple of +/-2 circumstance modifiers


 * Glitch pumps hands. Wootz!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">I KNEW THESE SKILLS WOULD COME IN HANDY SOMEDAY! :D


 * Kenneth Sorenoc blinks, but takes the paperwork. He looks it over... then looks it over again... then a third time after taking a monocle out of his pocket... &gt;:.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">There was an incredible motivational I saw, once, on forgery. It was just this cardboard panel with crayoned writing and a photo taped to one side that says, &quot;AGE IS 21, DRINKING IS YES&quot; Forgery. &quot;Opposed by Forgery. And no one takes Forgery.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It is a memory I cherish.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Hatari; yes, I've seen that. xD

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

Glitch:<font color="#000000">'Tis indeed awesum.

Flynn Baker:<font color="#000000">As a side note, that is why I put ranks in Forgery as a bartender. |D *BRICK'D*

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

Masabel:<font color="#000000">Sure. Nothing at all to do with your criminal past. :P

Flynn Baker:<font color="#000000">0:3


 * Kenneth Sorenoc reads it over yet again. &gt;:.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">found it.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/18146708/images/1330505482753.jpg

Katie:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is there a problem, Lord Sorenoc?&quot; The sweetest smile. ^^

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

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;.... No. No, there's no problem.&quot; He reads it over again. &quot;... No problem at all.&quot;

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">And that's the problem. &gt;:.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">BEAUROCRACY'D.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">*sings happy dance*

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">bwehehehe, brb again

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Well... you have provided proof of purchase, but without signed documents from Mother Selaren saying you have her blessing to conduct the ritual in her place...&quot;

Katie:<font color="#000000">:. &quot;Oh! Well I'm sure I have them in with her things, she's never behind on her paperwork. ... Here you go!&quot; ^^

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(er, that was supposed to be with the same document....or, unless, you're treating them as two separate docu--ah, you are. Uhoh. )


 * Glitch holds breath.

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&gt;8.

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+12 = 14 + 12 = 26&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; versus &#171;  &#160;1d20+15+8 = 13 + 15 + 8 = 36&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

VAE:<font color="#000000">of course they are separate doccuments

Glitch:<font color="#000000">*sigh of relief!*

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">Clink!

VAE:<font color="#000000">It'd be damn suspicious if they were one document

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(good point.)

VAE:<font color="#000000">Kinda like those 125 dollar notes the guy faked because &quot;that's what I owed for alimony&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">But, at any rate.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Iakka takka iakka takka iakka takka!

Katie:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Oh, I'm sorry, sir. Blin, could you pick up the poor fellow's monocle?&quot;

Ball of Light 7:<font color="#000000">&quot; Certainly, priestess. &quot; |3

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;--If you go sneaking off again I am going to squeeze this creature until I track you down by following your agonized winces.&quot; *_*

Jacob Shyden:<font color="#000000">D8

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">... This is a remarkably two-faced person. *bricked*

Katie:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well?&quot; ^^ I have to wonder what Vonain's making of all this.

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot; .... It seems to be in order. &quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain is trying -so- hard to keep a straight face.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">If he wasn't trained for this, he'd be failing. :B


 * VAE feels a bit silly asking yet again, but any reaction from Gradia to the report?

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Good.&quot; She sets the drunk summoner and snake in bed, smirking, and steps out. She remains on door guard duty for some time before daring to lock the door.

Tomiko Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Oven timer brb ))

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">&quot;A portal... to Baator itself?!&quot; o_o

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Tomi, Listen check when you get back.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Spot: &#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 14 + 1 = 15&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; Listen: &#171;  &#160;1d20+1 = 11 + 1 = 12&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;It would appear so, Senior Analyst... we .. I have a single sending prepared, which I had thought to lend to the triples warlock who joined... One of us should contact Commander Coisurn using it, and pass on the news.&quot;

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Hey, look there. Looks like drawings of the thing...&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">..On second thought, she's blatantly spying. So unless it's a time-sensitive matter, she's going to be ear-up-to-the-door for two minutes. &#171; &#160;20+1 = 20 + 1 = 21&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(hooray for taking 20~)

Lyle Petersen:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sheythsanthi Simtherzairvin, I swear you're worse than the eladrin.&quot; &gt;|

Meany:<font color="#660033">I wonder what happens when Shey sneaks up on people who's first instinct is point-blank cone of cold when surprised.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Oh right.

Jacob Shyden:<font color="#000000">Tomi hears nothing out of the ordinary.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Meanwhile. &quot;Hmm. I'm hungry. Gonna go get something from the kitchens.&quot; Vonain yawns, turns, and walks away.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">He does indeed go to the kitches and get some bread to eat.

Lyle Petersen:<font color="#000000">&quot;... So what is this business about a portal to Hell.&quot; The summoner approaches.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">brb afk

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We do not yet know if that is exactly what this is.. ... ..but we must. We need to check at the earliest reasonable possibility. If that is what it is.. then it's a threat of planetary significance. If it is, there is nothing stopping one of the Arch-Liar's generals from wandering upon it and walking through. This could be a more grievous dark age than the foolish men here are bargaining for..&quot; Tom glowers holes in the documents.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">back

Lyle Petersen:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is this it?&quot; The archivist pores over the papers. &quot;... Well. I have good news and bad news for you, inquisitor.&quot;


 * Meany is suddenly reminded.


 * Meany takes it to IRC.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Sending ASAP proposal, yes no lobster, who'll do it ? XD

Sheythsanthi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I have no idea what you're talking about.&quot; He says. Incoming bluff...

Sheythsanthi:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+18 = 12 + 18 = 30&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; Bluff!


 * Tomiko Lazarus stands guard for some time. She leans against the wall and folds her arms.

Lyle Petersen:<font color="#000000">&quot;This looks more like a calling diagram than a planar gate. An intricate calling diagram, and likely a permanent one... but a calling diagram nonetheless.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks up at Lyle.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...what's the difference?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well. &quot;Good&quot;. For all that I can call that 'good'.&quot;

Lyle Petersen:<font color="#000000">&quot;A gate means anything and everything could walk through it as simple as you please. A calling diagram means someone on the other side needs to activate it for anything to cross the boundary between planes.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And if this 'gate' thing means that as many fiends could walk through as they wanted, at any time...I'd actually be inclined to disbelieve that.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;If that was true, why wouldn't they have flooded the world by now...ah. Yep.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I knew they couldn't be literally 'limitless.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Little would have stopped them besides inclination. There are already planar gates in the world, Gnogglebolt.&quot;

Lyle Petersen:<font color="#000000">&quot;A true gate is high magic, and very difficult to destroy. However, a calling diagram...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Entire parts of this country are littered with elemental Air outsiders and their descendants.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Fortunately, that does not create a doomsday.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...I think I heard about that, actually...strange stuff.&quot;

Lyle Petersen:<font color="#000000">&quot;If you break the diagram, you break the connection. No additional fiends could be called. It may even send some of the most tenuously-tethered fiends back to where they belong.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Even the dimensional rippers I've heard of master tinkers in Mazio make don't leave behind anything permanent. By their nature, the hole in the planes they make is shut down quickly.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Still.&quot; He taps a finger on the papers. &quot;..This is it. This, and the schemes of the corrupt men who have inserted themselves into positions of authority in the city. This is the source of their invasion.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;This is what I swore to destroy in Serrierr's contract.&quot; &gt;:|

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot; Although I've been having this...crazy idea....for a continuously powered ring...but it's far beyond my grasp. Just a fun thing to think of...&quot;

Lyle Petersen:<font color="#000000">&quot;If this were broken... Montclaire and Whitaker's forces would no longer be able to claim 'infinite legions.'&quot;

Roy Stanford:<font color="#000000">&quot;How difficult would it be to break such a circle?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;And when can we start?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt nods at Thomas. &quot;Very good then...&quot; Gnogglebolt looks around, and finally sees Gradia. &quot;Oh. You. Well, I guess you're important to this, too. Here.&quot; Gnogglebolt gathers up a stack of copied papers he's made--by now he's handwritten at least five Common-text copies of the most important pages--and shoves it into Gradia's hands. &quot;Take a look.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Wait. Where's Katie?&quot;

Lyle Petersen:<font color="#000000">&quot;Depends on what it's made of. A chalk circle is easy to rub out, of course... but given this is duergar work, I would suspect steel, iron, stone, copper, bronze... Some type of rock or metal.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;As Mother Selaren's successor, she ought to be here.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Has the ritual started?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;In a way, she's the final word on this. Or, at least, I consider her to be.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It's Duergar make.&quot; He stands straight and folds his arms. &quot;..Don't know what that implies, other than 'I couldn't presume to know'.&quot;

Katie:<font color="#000000">&quot;Do we have your permission to proceed, Lord Sorenoc?&quot;


 * Kenneth Sorenoc is silent for a good, LONG time.

Miron:<font color="#000000">*frowns at Gnogglebolt very, very hard* &quot;There's no need for this bullsit&quot;

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;I do wonder...&quot; he muses, &quot;how you came across these documents.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I feel like I'm taking on this Wreck-it Ralph role, as my muse perks up any time someone says, 'how easy would it be to destroy..?'

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And Thomas.... Duergar are the shit roll to sausage cousins of dwarves, just as drow are to elves.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;If it is duergar made, it'll be chiseled into stone or metal.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus eyerolls. &quot;..Well.. I knew that part, I guess.&quot;

Lyle Petersen:<font color="#000000">&quot;It would be fireproof, of course... but cold shock... I don't see any references to Cania.

Lyle Petersen:<font color="#000000">&quot;What types of ice magic do we have at our disposal?&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus points at Tathi.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Oh gods. Oh gods. OH GODS SHE'S GRINNING.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;If it's made of stone... the spell I cast at the stables breaks up soil and stone quite well.&quot;

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

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;So. Mr. Peterson, yes? Have you ever been on the wrong end of a silver dragon before?&quot; She asks mischieviously.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's not an arcane one.. it speaks to the spirits of earth directly.&quot;

Lyle Petersen:<font color="#000000">&quot;Judging from these diagrams... a sufficient blast of cold, and perhaps some earth-shifting, could rub out this circle entirely.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tathi, there's no right end to a dragon.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*to be at

Lyle Petersen:<font color="#000000">&quot;No wonder they wanted to keep it under such tight guard.&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">&quot;Where she got them?&quot; Serrierr suddenly speaks up. &quot;Good man, it's obvious she had them the whole time. She just hasn't present them before because I haven't seen her up here since before Father Alfarson attempted the ritual and was interrupted by you. I suspect no one even told her you had stopped him, and she didn't expect you would, until she came up here on her own.&quot;


 * Altonor grins. &quot;.... But it can't be under such tight guard now.&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">*just hadn't presented them befiore

VAE:<font color="#000000">Also, once again, Did Gradia say something to th proposal of sending to their superiors ASAP, a few screens above?

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;They've got most of their forces, likely centered here, on the castle if they think we can get out of here, and if I had to hazard a guess? Mace headquarters.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">It's getting a bit silly to involve Miron in anything else while waiting on a reply from his superior, that's all =^.^;=


 * Gradia Thorngage is listening to the discussion and reading the papers.

Gradia Thorngage:<font color="#000000">Involve away.

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;They probably think there's no way we would have found out about this -- hell, have your forces ever come across such a thing in the Underdark?&quot; &gt;:3


 * Roy Stanford shakes his head. &quot;The Pelorites have reported no such thing, either...&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">so she just nodded and said nothing binding, yet.

Ennis Baker:<font color="#000000">&quot;We haven't seen any duergar fortresses, but that looks deeper than we've dared to go.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Speaking about &quot;most&quot; of their forces is silly in the context of an army that can replenish itself as easily as one from the hells&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;The issue really becomes getting devils willing enough to keep guard, as that isn't an assignment that'd aid them to gain new souls or otherwise help their promotion prospects as far as I'm familiar with the workings of Baator.&quot;

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;All right, fair enough, but let me put it this way.&quot;

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;There's more promise of battle and souls up there --&quot; he points toward the surface -- &quot;for them than down there.&quot; He points toward the tunnels. &quot;Most of 'em are gonna want to be up here, and the count would want the strongest of his forces where he expected the biggest battles to be. Namely, up on the surface.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Repetition is clearly the mother of wisdom, Altonor.&quot;

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Are we just agreeing using different words?&quot; |3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;You just repeated what I said, word to word.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thing is.. as soon as the assault will start, the situation changes.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Indeed, you're both right. The majority of the enmy forces must be up here. So we strike where they are weak.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks up again, and frowns. &quot;....I...hope my forgeries actually stood up to scrutiny.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't hear the sounds of battle yet...but I'm starting to get nervous.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I say it's time to strike.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;The only way this has a hope of working is a two-pronged assault. One cleaning up the surface, and one engaging the gate... say, four hours in, when the gate will be operating at full capacity pumping out reinforcements, and thus unable to to make our life more difficult.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;...&quot; He knits his brows.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We make sure the ritual is going underway, safely. Then.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And for such an assault we need outside help, as I have conferred to Senior Analyst Thorngage already.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Then we can consider squirreling a force away for this.&quot;

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;One thing about devils, Miron...&quot; Altonor folds his arms, looking over the map. &gt;:3 &quot;Unless they've got a summoner with 'em, they can't communicate with each other that easily, as long as you can keep 'em from teleporting.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tathi.. we only get one chance of pulling this off, this must be well planned, unlike your and your father's avantures.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Speaking of keeping the devils from teleporting...I've been trying to think of solutions to that.&quot;

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- The hell?! Steelsprocket, why the hell would you want to engage that thing when it's swarming with devils?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not when it's swarming with them, no.&quot;

Katie:<font color="#000000">&quot;Lord Sorenoc?&quot; |3

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;........................................................................................................ ........................................................... proceed. &quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">After saying his shpiel to Sorenoc, Serrierr returns to what he was doing before...namely, juggling the lantern archons.


 * Thomas Lazarus closes his eyes and walks away. &quot;I am going to check on the others. And there is something else important I forgot to do.&quot;

Zachary Alfarson:<font color="#000000">&quot;FINALLY.&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Despite their clear protests.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thing is, within half an hour of us engaging the first devil, the gate will spit its full capacity at us.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Fetch me if there's something critical. Not 'just so I can be here'.&quot; Gnogglebolt gets a passing look.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;My point is... engage the place when it's already overloaded and when all the devils it brings in are desperately needed elsehwere.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Very well, Thomas.&quot;

Lyle Petersen:<font color="#000000">&quot;Steelsprocket...&quot;

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

Lyle Petersen:<font color="#000000">&quot;I appreciate your idea of a two-pronged approach, but I must say I agree with the good drow on this, for one reason you may have overlooked.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And that is?&quot;

Lyle Petersen:<font color="#000000">&quot;To bring anything through the circle, there must be a summoner there.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Ms. Katie?&quot; He looks around, curiously.

Miron:<font color="#000000">Asides from the fact that saying &quot;good drow&quot; is kinda like &quot;tasty shit&quot;

</i>Lyle Petersen:<font color="#000000">&quot;According to this? The only summoners there today are weak. Ones they feel they can afford to lose.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is that so?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Certainly not a strategic decision I'd make in their place.&quot;

Lyle Petersen:<font color="#000000">&quot;If we can eliminate the circle today, without raising a fuss on the surface to let them know anything's wrong, we stand to gain a great advantage.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So be thankful they are not you, and take merciless advantage of their shortcomings.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;That. . . does put a different light on things, I admit.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Miron for president. &quot;A TRAP UNDER EVERY ARSE.&quot;

Grant Warner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Makes sense to me. Focus your firepower on your enemies, run a skeleton crew on the backburner just in case.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">The inquisitor looks fairly put out.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's how war works. You can't be strong everywhere. You strike where you are strong and your enemy is weak, but they're trying to do the same to you. So, you fall back where you are weak, but you don't make it look like you are weak there.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's what they've done.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;What they didn't count on was that we would see through it.&quot;

Grant Warner:<font color="#000000">&quot;So we get the backburner while there's just a skeleton crew there, and not a cadre of powerful wizards that can teleport all over the hells and back.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;If my arse depended on the hellspawn I can dredge through the backburner, I'd have my best cook sitting there all day, Senior Inquisitor.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We have to take advantage of this as soon as possible.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And... agreed. We should call in a meeting, and plan the operation.&quot;

Grant Warner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Fair enough,but that's still just one cook.&quot;

Grant Warner:<font color="#000000">&quot;As opposed to a whole fuckin' restaurant's worth.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;The sort of cook that can boil you alive.&quot;


 * Tomiko Lazarus swigs the rest of the whiskey idly.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">..Tastes like snake.. =w=;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And then feed you the resulting broth with a funnel.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes, we definitely need Katie down here, as she leads the Pelorites, and they're the largest force we have...&quot;

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">This metaphor is getting beautifully stretched

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hold on there, Gnogglebolt.&quot;

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;What do you think those Hextorians are gonna do if they see the temple slowly becoming deserted?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not necessarily for actually bringing the Pelorites, I mean that only she has the authority to say where she will put her own people.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">&quot;Then we shall make a contingent of the Leaden Mace and the Olidammarrans.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Then we shall make a contingent of the Leaden Mace and the Olidammarrans.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;None of them can show themselves above the ground either way.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Or we could send, I dunno, the player characters on the adventure. *bricked*

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;The Olidammarans are gonna be needed here to keep that baron distracted.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We should not make assumptions regarding her without her input. Since Mother Selaren chose her specifically to stand in her place, and I trusted Mother Selaren, so to do I trust Katie, and will value what input she might have.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And Gnogglebolt is right. This is an operation that is not to be rushed.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(by the way, I think thomas was trying to talk to Katie. &gt;.&gt; )

Miron:<font color="#000000">As much as it pains me to admit he is, for once

</i>Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Here's what I'm thinking. We need to keep some people here in case the Hextorians get uppity. You Macers are best with that paperwork stuff, and you're all very capable warriors.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom looks over the courtyard, giving Kenneth an especially frosty look before regarding the templar in charge. &quot;..Is everything alright up here?&quot;

Katie:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes! No problems.&quot; ^^

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Hmm, and here it comes. I'm going to slovakia this week tuesday, NO IDEA if I'll be here on the 23rd


 * Kenneth Sorenoc appears to be quietly thinking... or trying to as Zachary begins to boom the beginning of the ritual. Kordites are LOUD.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He turns away and marches off to the ex-prisoners. That was all he needed to know.

VAE:<font color="#000000">On the flip side, looking to go to england on 10th or smething like that, which puts an upper limit on my absence even if I wasn't able to play

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;The reason I was thinking Olidammarrans is that they are also masters of infiltration. This needs to be a silent, fast operation. A lightning strike.&quot;

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;If the Olidamarrans are here to keep the baron distracted... The Pelorites're gonna need to be here to keep up appearances... so're the Kordites.&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm. I'm bored here. I'm going to find something more exciting, like beer. Alcohol is quite exciting, and it's been some time since I've had mortal brew. You mortals always make it so funny.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Thus abandoning his vigil.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Some angel.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Altonor, with your thinking,it will end up with us unable to send any significant force down there.&quot;

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;... But.&quot; He taps the map. &quot;Our people know the Underdark. If anyone could find this place, Firaira can.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Sszeyl just paints.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">And with that, Serrierr floats away through the corridors shut up you :[ doing it on purpose.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&#171; &#160;1d20+10+mod = 13 + 10 + 2 = 25&#160; <font color="#660033">&#187; Craft (painting) check!

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;And the Guardians are a one-adventuring-group wrecking crew.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Now that the commotion from before has finally sort-of settled down, Thomas returns to the prisoners to heal up their remaining wounds.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&#171; &#160;1d20+10+mod = 20 + 10 + 2 = 32&#160; <font color="#660033">&#187; Craft (painting) check!

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi blinks. &quot;Wait.. the high elf? Why not one of the drow?&quot; Tathi asks.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">The soft blue glow and hum of magic is about the only sound he makes. &quot;...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Critical artz.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">so glad I came back in time to catch that. been uber distracted over here. :|

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">And I guess at this point Vonain's gotten tired of waiting for Katie, and has already slipped down the trapdoor once he made sure no hextorites or devils were looking.

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Between us, we could take this whole thing, and no one up here'd be any wiser.&quot; &gt;:3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;That reeks of overconfidence.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Did you guys find something good? Tell me you found something good, I saw one of the Olidamarrans skulking about earlier.&quot;

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well-placed confidence, I'd say.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain suddenly strides into the room, announcing his presence with his questions.

Sheythsanthi:<font color="#9933FF">Amatuer.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Those are often the last words of men.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">BRB, dinner.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Hey. Why don't we bring Raerarael and Tomiko along?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Well, let's get this out of the way. Tathi looks up at Vonain. &quot;Good? We've got something great. We found where all the devils are coming from, and it's not even the Count's castle. It's a hidden, underground fort.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;It'd probably be better if they weren't left up here, giving the hextorites time to try and arrest them on trumped-up charges, right?&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Meanwhile..

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">She looks over at Gnogglebolt. &quot;Not a bad idea, but.. Part of me really wants to leave our most prestigious fighters here, to protect the innocent.&quot;


 * Tomiko Lazarus is getting drunk, slumped against a wall, ignoring her responsibilities. ~D|

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain quirks an eyebrow. &quot;Very nice.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<i><font color="#FF0000">Best choice ever.

</i>Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;I guess this is an impromptu meeting to plan the strike?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">She looks back. &quot;We're making plans to destroy it now.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Though, it's a little sparse for a meeting.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm. Hey, I'll go find Raerarael and Tomiko for you then, ask them if they want in. Them staying here's still a good idea, but still, it's a good idea either way. I'll be right back.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain turns and leaves.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">On second thought, &#171; &#160;1d20+18 = 13 + 18 = 31&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">He remembered seeing Tomiko head upstairs last, so that's where he goes.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">... One bottle of whiskey isn't possibly enough to get this behemoth superhuman blockhead drunk.

Dorf Aias:<font color="#9933FF">It takes a DORF.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Sure enough, there she is. (I'm pretty sure this section of the temple -isn't- open to the roof...)


 * Tomiko Lazarus is looking bored and nursing the bottle in the meantime.

Altonor:<font color="#000000">To Tathi, on the subject of the high elf, Altonor smirks. &quot;She's the best at what she does, that's why.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">He looks at her with the bottle, and quirks an eyebrow as he often does. This is the one-lady engine of destruction he heard about in prison? Oh well...

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey, ah...Tomiko Lazarus, was it?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 14 + 1 = 15&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; sense motive!

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Besides, Vi can't find his way out of a paper bag without help these days.&quot; &gt;|3

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Damn. |D

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Yo.&quot; She doesn't even look up.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Ed has a canvas rolled into his backpack.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;....You like breaking things, right? I heard you like breaking things.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Shit. Secret's out.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;But.. still, she's from the Refuge, isn't she? Wouldn't one of you who know the underdark be better for this?&quot;


 * Edaric blinks, having been resting his fingers.

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

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain snorts. &quot;Well, I think someone's found something for you to break, if you're interested.&quot;

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Between three people who know the Underdark and one who can read a map, I think we'll be golden.&quot; |3

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi peers quizzically, but shrugs.


 * Tomiko Lazarus sighs. &quot;I do like doing other things, too.&quot; She glowers bitterly into the horizon. &quot; Fuckin' Strakh..&quot;


 * Tomiko Lazarus stands. &quot;--You have me at a disadvantage.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">What. |D

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

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">The quirked eyebrow rises higher.

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

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah, sorry. Vonain Seldriot. Or Goldeneye, if you prefer nicknames.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;A new painting. For you.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot; There's something big going down. Someone said you might want to be a part of it.&quot;


 * Tomiko Lazarus makes a 'shh' gesture and thumbs at the door.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain looks at the door and hushes up.


 * Edaric curiously unrolls it.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Be vewy vewy qwiet.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">We're hunting devils.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Alright.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tomi draws out the key and gives it a curious look for a moment before softly inserting it into the keyhole and turning the lock. She leaves it where it is.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">He has to adjust his lute a bit, but does unroll it to get a look.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain looks at the locked door for a bit, shrugs, and turns to head down the stairs.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot; Hey, do you know where that 'raerarael' guy is?&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot; Someone mentioned him, too.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Haven't really been keeping tabs on him. I'm sure he's within arms reach of his little girl.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Not right now he isn't, but oh well...&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Metaphorically. I dunno where he is right now.&quot;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">SUDDENLY.

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">Elf.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain heads back down to the meeting room, then.

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">... Must be a wood elf thing.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Found Tomiko, but I didn't look too hard for the other guy, didn't want to look suspici--oh, there he is.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Yeah see, there he is. =3=

Malachite:<i><font color="#000000">Hiiiiiiii~

</i>Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">We tend to do that.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain then notices bespectacled kid. &quot;Oh! Hey there, Crow. Didn't see you there, either. What're you doing here, kid? You part of this thing, too?&quot;

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

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

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

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain takes a seat next to him.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks up as Tomiko arrives.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Devil stronghold and source. We found it.&quot;

Bespectacled Teen:<font color="#000000">&quot;... I guess.&quot; &gt;|

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">She slots her empty bottle onto the weapon rack as she arrives.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;It must be smashed oh he Liatai's back

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">*hey

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;It must be smashed. Today, if all goes well.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">HEY, what are you smashing on my back D|


 * Liatai is brick'd

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">bricks, clearly

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">And shortly after that, a large Eladrin comes striding into the room. &quot;I've been hearing things...&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sounds like...activity.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus double -- triple checks the freed templars health. He spares no expense, and ignores no precaution. Including their spiritual health. &quot;...&quot; He's certainly not a ray of sunshine right now, doubly so in the Baron's presence.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Soo~&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I take it this isn't in Montclaire's house?&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Serrierr folds himself into a corner.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Because that was our first guess.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Nope. It's underground. Deep underground.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;An abandoned Duergar fort. Or at least, we think it was abandoned before the Count found it.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">A terrible, and beautiful image. Edaric, depicted surrounded by an aura of gray, walking through a wasteland. A shattered city in the distance, a red dragon in the sky, a man seated on a deffbike rolling across the ditant countryside, a black figure on a mesa, and a white woman hanging from the red dragon's talons, as if hitching a ride. But back to Edaric, he is seen walking between corpses, strumming a tune, and causing a spectre to rise up, gliding upward into the sky. His lute is strange, depicting two runes on each side, with an arrow with a silk ribbon shaft bridging the two: 'Final' and 'Rest'. He doesn't look sad, he doesn't look angry, but whistful as the people rise up into the sky. In his shadow, two children are seen hiding, clinging to his legs. On the back is the title:

Sszeyl:'''<font color="#660033">The Fifth Horseman. '''

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not unless he's a piece of dross whose ancestors usd to be dwarven.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But we don't know that for sure. There still might be Duergar there.&quot;

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

Kaduan Templar:<font color="#000000">&quot; Those bastards've kept Jerry back in the count's dungeon, &quot; one templar hisses to Tom as he passes.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Serrierr folds his hands in front of himself and hums. &quot; I know a Hammer Archon...&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">&quot;If I had a hammer...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">I'm so expecting Ed to implode.

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">&quot; Stuffy fellow, but relentless fighter.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">totally Serrier's theme song

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">By the way: Guess what the fifth horseman is.


 * Edaric doesn't look like he quite knows what to make of the picture. o.o

VAE:<font color="#000000">uh, undeath?

VAE:<font color="#000000">That or decay


 * VAE bad at guessing

VAE:<font color="#000000">besides his back still hurts

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">There usually aren't five. =3=;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">I hardly know anything about the -four- horsemen, let alone a fifth. :B


 * Tomiko Lazarus raises her brows.

Sszeyl: <font color="#660033">(( It's a new thing I added. ))

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Well..&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#660033">(( Look and guess. :V ))

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;If you need something demolished..&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#660033">(( VAE was close with the first one. ))

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;...&quot; He clears his throat after a bit. &quot;... Thanks, Sszeyl. You've been pretty productive with art lately, seems. A muse decided to pay you a visit?&quot; {:3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We know for a fact there's some devils guarding the fort.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But not many.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Many. Some I do not like.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;They pulled most of what they had up here. Right outside, in fact.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;There's no more magic-resistant, hardy, unstoppable force in this country..&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">A muse decided to pay him a visit


 * Tomiko Lazarus raises a fist. &quot;Than this.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">He trapped her in the cellar

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Sszeyl flips open to his sketch of &quot;Tragic&quot; and shows it to ed.

VAE:<font color="#000000">She's exhibiting Stockholm syndrome

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Such as this one.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;So sure.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And I've seen you work, miss Lazarus, so I know how much you like to break devils.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'll break your thing.&quot;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;... That's not a planar gate, is it?&quot;

Lyle Petersen:<font color="#000000">&quot;Calling. Calling diagram. Much easier to break.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Unless you'd rather stay up here as a 'just in case' guard for the civillians in case things go belly-up.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000"> &quot;And there's no bigger mouth, either.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Your choice, ultimately.&quot;

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;Doesn't matter in the end, it'll get broken.&quot; &gt;:3

Raerarael Eyllisaearsithek:<font color="#000000">&quot;When do we leave?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Well, daddy? What do you say?&quot; Tathi asks with a smile.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Being a templar's not really my thing. Ain't why I came up here. I'm here to 'do'.&quot;


 * Kelsey Alfarson starts yelling at the devils on the roof, which have started jeering at Zachary in an attempt to break his concentration.


 * Viceth curiously looks at the sketch in passing.


 * Thomas Lazarus scowls at the skylight. &quot;...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So...if we can assume that we can reach the fort without needing to dig...&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... Makes me think of Lord Lundy at Castle Osyluth.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And of course, avoiding all the patrols and guards on the way...&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Because once those down there are alerted, situation will change quickly.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Then we need a way to stop the devils from being able to run as they love to do. I...I think I might be able to do something about that. I need to check the supplies though... I wonder where Terri's merchant is, he's probably carrying things...&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And there's another issue.'

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Oh?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;How so?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...So, shut down devil's ability to bug out, that's a high priority?&quot;


 * Tomiko Lazarus glances to Raerarael.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Because I think that's a very high priority.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Rae can stop them.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;If we take out the gate, they'll be pulling by the shorter end, which means we can expect a full on attempt to raze the temple.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;As soon as they learn of it happening.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I thought Lyle said it was a circle, not a gate?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Because by then, their position would grow worse by the hour.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Which is why we need to make absolutely sure they can't get a warning off before, or even immediately after we've taken out the gate.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well... remember what he was turned into? A spirit of madness? Looking at that big empty dining hall... I have to imagine what it would have been like. Slowly going mad while watching everyone around you slowly dying, and being unable to believe it was his wife doing it.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Means we must make contingencies for that here... which is why a Kordite and a Pelorite representative have to be present.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Without their ability to 'teleport', their communication is as limited as ours.&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#660033">(( Wrong paintiing. ^^; ))

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Which one was Tragic again?

Sszeyl: <font color="#660033">(( You're thinking of 'Spears Shake in the Empty Castle. ))

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;As limited as instantaneous sendings I can get off any day.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But you are right, in any case, the contingency plan must be for all the combatants left behind here to initiate a fighting retreat to get the civillians out.&quot;

Sszeyl: <font color="#660033">(( They are on the same page set though. Tragic was the winged figure with a spiked mace entering a hall of statues that seemed to go on forever with an evil grin. ))

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hextorians aren't ninnies - they plan, and carry the plans out.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Instantaneous? You mean that 'Sending' spell?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Doesn't that take ten minutes to warm up?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And can't only a -few- people pull it off anyway?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;No one's told me a devil's capable of it yet.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;... What was that one about?&quot; He points to Tragic.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;It takes a bit of time,yes. However, I would be surprised if the word didn't get out within half an hour of the strike's beginning.&quot;

Lyle Petersen:<font color="#000000">&quot;They're not. Only their summoners are.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;But there will have to be some summoners present.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...If it takes us half an hour to carry out this strike, then we're either all dead or caught.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;A feeling of hopelessness. Of being cheated out of my existence. Of betrayal millions of times over, and unable to not blame the herald of that news.&quot;


 * Tomiko Lazarus scoffs.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;You said so yourself. Lighting.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's an underground duergar fortress.Unless we teleport in, it'll take us time to even find the chamber.&quot;

Altonor:<font color="#000000">&quot;Vi and I have sending stones. We could leave one with the surrogate high priestess.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..You're giving them way too much credit.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We've been dogging these gremlins for months.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I am, because they clearly desrrve it.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And what of it? You faffed around breaking things, and achieved nothing of significance.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is that winged person the herald...?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;They just struck off the losses, and moved on with their plans&quot;


 * Tomiko Lazarus knits her brows and leans down to the gnomes face. &quot;Excuse me?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*frowns further*

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Do you know how many more people would be dead if they weren't dealing with us?&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You're fucking welcome.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Yes.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And how many people wouldn't. Mostly our folks who had the shit luck of being possessed.&quot;

Roy Stanford:<font color="#000000">&quot;Enough.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I don't need to take shit from a vicious little friendly-firing holier-than-thou asshole like you. Talk out your ass to the back of my head.&quot; She scowls and stands.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Sszeyl waves at the -hundreds of statues- all lined up in the great spiral, but indistinct. &quot;All of these lives. All toward a great purpose that was ultimately a lie.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt was -almost- back to temporarily tolerating Miron, but... &quot;Miron, lay off. She did a good job with what she had. Now is not the time to re-evaluate what's happened in the past.&quot;

Roy Stanford:<font color="#000000">&quot;We need to prepare our forces, and get ready to strike.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;What's important here is that she has very valuable skills and will be very beneficial to have along with us.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">Sszeyl: A hall of statues. Dimly lit by a vast open doorway. Only a few of these statues are clearly defined: An obviouly muscled man in loose clothes. An elvish woman in heavy armor, carrying a shield and mace. A human wizard, ancient and feeble, reading from a tome. A Dwarf man, frozen in lamentation. The statues continue, that the viewer can tell with a bit of thinking, in a spiral pattern, with the listed statues being latest to earliest in the spiral. It continues the breadth of the chamber, going up the walls along a curved path, and into a seemingly endless tower. At the door, however, is a winged figure. Malefic, red eyed and pointed toothed, carrying a massive spiked mace; expression set in a decidedly malicious grin. On the back is the title. Sszeyl: Tragic.

Meany:<font color="#660033">For details.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Shut up... it's not like you aren't sought by more jurisdictions than Yoriver. I seen Castleton Commander's face when he heard your name.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... We move in and kill their fast movers. They're not gonna just 'magically know' and get reinforcements in and out and have perfect communication. They never have. They have nothing but 'fast' runners and short-range telepathy.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Assuming they're perfect is a mistake. We would be gone if they were.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Underestimating them is a mistake too.&quot;


 * Gamal-Junayd has no clue whats happening and has no clue if he can help. damn meds taking him in and out of consiousness

Roy Stanford:<font color="#000000">&quot;I will speak with the High Priestess and organize the defenses on the home front.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Ain't underestimating, clean out your ears. It's how they work.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Plan around reality.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well said. Thank you, miss Lazarus.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And my entire point boils down to, as soon as we take off the gate, we should expect an attack on the temple. It might come later, if we're lucky. However, luck is a shitty base to build your house on.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Miron, there's no reason they would know that the circle is down unless one of their runners escapes.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;And why would they attack the temple on behalf of little old me breaking something of theirs?&quot;

Roy Stanford:<font color="#000000">&quot;I suggest,&quot; he says, passing by the Lazarus and the gnome, &quot;preparing as opposed to bickering. This mission is of critical importance.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;That's a pretty shit basis for doing anything. I've been at it for weeks.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Unless you know something about 'conjure circle magic' that we don't?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Because that's where most of our remaining forces are.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Sszeyl flips to the more chipper scenes from that painting spree.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Stanford gets only a squint of acknowledgement in passing. &quot;...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">'One can Dream' and 'Opposed, but not in Opposition.'

Roy Stanford:<font color="#000000">Never again.

Roy Stanford:<font color="#000000">Never again with Braxtons. &gt;:|


 * Roy Stanford is brick'd.

Meany:<font color="#660033">I'm sorry.

Meany:<font color="#660033">I can't not go to bad places with that.

Meany:<font color="#660033">So.

Meany:<font color="#660033">I'm gonna go get soda.

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

Meany:<font color="#660033">This one is a decidedly more chipper scene. An old man, walking among an seemingly infinite number of apple trees bearing fruit. Around him, young people stand upon ladders, picking the fruits and bucketing them. Behind the old man trail children, looking in wonder of all the trees; the smallest one seated upon a black bear, while Terri rides upon Papa. The old man doesn't seem too troubled about a child further ahead of the group physically bending one of the trees so another can pick a fruit. On the back is the title: &quot;One can Dream.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;As it was said, most of their forces are up here. The only reason why they're faffing about now is that they stand to gain by waiting. That will change once the circle is out.&quot;

Hamatula:<font color="#000000">The devils continue to jeer, and Alfarson's chant keeps rising in volume to counter it --

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But they won't know the circle is out.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Unless you know something we don't.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Do you?&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">On the left, a massive red dragon, claws clamped over her eyes as orange dragonlings fly around her, picking things up, straightening the treasure hoard, helping the kobold servants, while a male Gold dragon rolls around laughing in the distance. On the right, an elvish woman chasing two slightly gray elf children who are absolutely destroying her kitchen. One of them riding upon a chandelier. While a male Drow sits at the kitchen table. Sippin' tea with his pinky out. On the back is the title: &quot;Opposed, but not in opposition.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is there like some magic ding-dong that will tell them all the circle is down or something?&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">For Edchat purposes.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I know the same facts as you do, but my conclusions are clearly different. . . .&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;You yourself said it.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;They raze a Pelorite temple, and we win when the national army comes in response to that news getting out.&quot; She folds her arms.

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Like it or not they are still playing a PR game, and they do have rules they gotta follow, or they lose.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Once the circle is down, some of the devils with a weaker tether on our realm might be removed from it&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I didn't say that, Lyle did and he said maybe.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;They are. However, thanks to the likes of you, they have a cartful of shit they can drop at our heads.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;If I haven't interrogated the local Mace members myself, I'd still be persuaded that all of you here except for Senior Analyst Thorngage are traitors and terrorists.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...What the hell is that supposed to...no. no. I'm done here. I'm going to work on something that will help.&quot;

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;That don't have shit to do with this assult.&quot; She unfolds her arms and walks off. &quot;You're an endless treadmill of bitching and complaining.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">(that was to Tomiko)

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt gets up and heads over to the forge.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I am being a realist. Now, would someone get at least Katie and Father Alfarsson in here?&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">afk, bio

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Father Alfarson is the one performing the ritual.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">*Fatalist *bricked*

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Can't interrupt him.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Then.. the other one of them.&quot;

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&quot;Still don't know what's taking Katie so long though, she was fine last I saw...&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;What it all boils down to, is that that lot needs to be informed at the very least, and we need their input before doing anything.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">She's been possessed.

Meany:<font color="#660033">BY SERRIERR.

Meany:<font color="#660033">&quot;So this is what it's like to have bosoms....&quot;

Draconic Merchant:<font color="#000000">And then a sudden sing-song shout fills the temple. &quot;DELIIIIIIIIIIVERYYYYYYYYY~!&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">She would have sprouted wings if I did that.

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;--?!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt suddenly jumps and spills his tools as the shout echoes through the temple.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Oh, hey.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Vonain likewise snaps his head up.

Meany:<font color="#660033">It's the fifth dragon in disquise.


 * Thomas Lazarus looks up. &quot;?!&quot;

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;Who the devil...&quot;

Serrierr:<font color="#000000">Even Serrierr's wings suddenly fluff up.

Meany: <font color="#660033">(( Le poke edmuse. :v ))

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot; Could that be...&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Uh. Hello.&quot; o_o

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt rushes up to the top.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Welcome to the temple of light.&quot;

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

Draconic Merchant:<font color="#000000">A distinctly scaly merchant, with a cloak resembling dragon wings and distinctly coppery scales, is pulling a laden handcart into the temple. He waves a clawed hand, and a shimmering small dragon yawns atop the cart.

VAE:<font color="#000000">How did I read Rosanne Baker as Roseanne Barr

Gnogglebolt:<i><font color="#000000">So much for a quiet entrance.

</i>* Kenneth Sorenoc snaps his fingers at the guards, and two of them fall in step behind him. &quot;Hold it. Who, are you?&quot;

Draconic Merchant:<font color="#000000">&quot;Just a local neighborhood merchant, sir, here to peddle my wares.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus scowls. &quot;This is till the temple of light. Stand down.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<i><font color="#000000">...Oh, this should be good. Okay, friend of Terri. Show us how skilled you are.

</i>Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;An important ritual is being conducted today, and this temple is currently under investigation by the authorities. You will need to return another day.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;That out of the way... is anything being done about our reinforcements outside the town?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Drowman is over the pews.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;You will not accost every random passerby who seeks entry here, Lord Sorenoc.&quot; &gt;8|

Draconic Merchant:<font color="#000000">&quot;WHAT.&quot; The scaled fellow booms, coming up close to the baron. &quot;Listen here, son, I've been peddling my wares here for well over fifty years, longer than you've been alive more'n likely, and I've never missed a delivery!&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt shuffles behind Kenneth and his guards, out of their peripheral vision, and when they're not looking, Gnogglebolt pulls out a gold coin that he tries to glint in the merchant's direction to catch his eye while silently pointing at himself, hoping the merchant gets the message.

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;A random passerby who somehow got past our barricades --&quot; he begins to protest, but is quickly buried by an endless stream of talk from the merchant.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I'm pretty sure he doesn't 'do' pointless secrecy, Gnogglebolt.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">the barbed devils are watching it all anyways

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">....Are those candles.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Hanging from your horns?

Draconic Merchant:<font color="#000000">&quot;Listen here, sonny, do you have any idea how much it takes to stay in business for fifty whole years in these parts? Back when I started business there weren't even paved roads in this town!&quot; Blah blah blah blah -- Jeez, does he have brass blood?

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Fancy as fuck.

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

Pseudodragon:<font color="#000000">Meanwhile, the little dragon winks at Gnogglebolt and waves a paw; come closer!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt chuckles and stops waving. He likes the way this guy operates already. (and he seems to take taken a leaf out of Michael Westen's book, good for him!)

VAE:<font color="#000000">Who the hell is Michael Westen

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes I understand but you'll have to come back another day --&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt slinks around the pews while the very loud, talktative merchant has everyone's attention.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Some asshole on an American CIA show.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He approaches the pseudodragon on the cart, slightly uncertain.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Where they teach the viewer to act like CIA agents.

Draconic Merchant:<font color="#000000">&quot;Astilabor's amber gems I'll have to! This delivery was scheduled for today and by her scales it'll be today! I didn't even miss a delivery during the Great Blizzard of 1142 -- How old are you, boy? You must've been in your crib, but let me tell you --&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">...now that's an absolutely terrible description. :B

Meany:<font color="#660033">I've watched the show.


 * Thomas Lazarus seems to be slowly taking solace from Kenneth being verbally run-over by a herd of steer. &quot;...&quot; |D

Meany:<font color="#660033">Several seasons.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Because my family loves it.

Meany:<font color="#660033">-It's some asshole on a CIA show.-

Glitch:<font color="#000000">I've watched all the seasons (except the last, missed that one), and it's -awesome-. :B

Meany:<font color="#660033">Anyway.

Pseudodragon:<i><font color="#000000">Whatcha need?

</i><font color="#000000"> The tiny dragon grins, stretching luxuriously on its pile of stuff. Thomas, Sszeyl, and Gnogglebolt seem to be the only ones who can hear it.

Sszeyl:'''<font color="#660033">Hi. '''

Sszeyl:<i><font color="#660033">Get back, you.

</i>Sszeyl:'''<font color="#660033">You're not the boss of me! '''

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot; That depends. What do you have... &quot; Gnogglebolt looks into the cart.


 * Thomas Lazarus closes his mouth and blinks to the cart. &quot;...&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(goddammit, there's like no youtube clips of burn notice at all.)

Draconic Merchant:<font color="#000000">&quot;Snow so high you could open your door and just see a wall of white! My great-uncle Torwald, gods rest his soul, got the shock of his life, he had this gargoyle door knocker you know --&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's like my dad is now an NPC.

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;Where is your paperwork?!&quot; &gt;8|

Glitch:<font color="#000000">heeheehee. |D

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">This is what it's like 25% of the time I play D&amp;D.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's horrible.


 * Dr. Hatari is bricked.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">back

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">SAVE YOURSELF.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">RUN.

Draconic Merchant:<font color="#000000">&quot;Paperwork? Bah, you people always want more paperwork. Every year, a new kind of paperwork! Paper for this, paper for that, you know, you could take an example from my father, he made sure to keep hard copies of everything, and by hard I mean hard copies, stone libraries as far as the eye could see --&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<i><font color="#FF0000">I don't even think he's trying to be a distraction... |D;

</i>Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">So, what categories of goods -are- in the cart? :B

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Fine advice!! *runs!*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">or is it just 'grab whatever you want'?

Draconic Merchant:<font color="#000000">&quot;But back to the door knocker, it was a gargoyle like I said --&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(I honestly can't remember what we asked for. ^^; )

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi peeks out.. &quot;Oh Terri. You have got to send this one to the sanctuary.&quot; She mutters, giggling.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Nothing for ourselves.

Pseudodragon:<font color="#000000">It's mostly food and medicine, but you can see a few other things in the bottom. Weapons, armor bits, scrap metal... If it's under 1,200 GP, you can probably find it, within reason.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Question.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Exactly what loot do we have? =3=;;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks up at the tough templar at his side and gestures for her to take a look inside.

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

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

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(We haven't really bothered to loot much this arc)


 * Tough Templar looks at the cart. &quot;...&quot; o_o

Sszeyl: <font color="#660033">(( My token reads 22k+ gold. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#660033">(( That can't be right... ))

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot; Point out what you want and we'll cover it. We brought this here for you.&quot;

Tough Templar:<font color="#000000">&quot; We'll take the food -- how much for all of it, can you get it back into the kitchen without raising a fuss? &quot;


 * Pseudodragon looks to the merchant.

VAE:<font color="#000000">As an aside, Lia, good job on Kordite tokens. I'd have them arrested on sight if I was in charge of Yoriver, too

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Aelian bustles over, and waits until the Yoriver-Devil is about to get in a word, and interrupts with, &quot;Hey! You look like you know a copper dragon or two! How's that story about the copper, brass, and silver dragon bard group go?&quot;

Draconic Merchant:<font color="#000000">&quot;It was the biggest ball of yarn you ever saw! She took all the sheep and spun all the wool, it was huge I tell you!&quot; The merchant's tale becomes more animated, and he steps into the baron's personal space -- making him take an subconscious step back.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom looks to Kenneth, then the merchant, then back, then to the merchant again. =w=;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Whispered, in Auran.

Draconic Merchant:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey! You know that one? Well the story goes one day back in 782, one fine day in the middle of the night --&quot; |D

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt then looks at the nearest templars and kordites and waves them over. &quot; Grab what you can stuff into your pockets, then walk to the kitchens. Casually, and one at a time now.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033"> (&quot;Bag of holding.&quot;)

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Aelian grins triumphantly. |D

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Sszeyl adjusts his bag to be gnome-accessable.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..You all may take seats, if you wish.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">accessible*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I trust you will want to.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot; Or...oh, yeah, those funny bags. Perfect.&quot;


 * Kenneth Sorenoc is still trying to get a word in edgewise and insisting on seeing the paperwork, but he can't seem to win against the scaly tide. &gt;:O

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot; Alright little dragon, how much for all the food? I'll cover it.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">FILIBUSTER'D.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot; Sszeyl, start taking that food and medicine and put it in the bag. Oh yes, how much for the medicine, too? And hmm...you know, I bet I could smelt some of that metal into useful material for my devices, we've made plenty of weapons for ourselves...&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Aelian keeps doing it. Everytime the negotiator looks like he might gain ever so much as a foothold in the tirade, Aelian butts in with another song or story request. He just keeps handing the draconic merchant ammo.

Pseudodragon:<i><font color="#000000">We'll call it a favor for Nathan,

</i><font color="#000000"> the little dragon says with a sleepy wink. But outside of the food and medicine, I'll need to see the color of your cash, or the barter you have to trade.

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Say that sounds like a song Ed once told me about. Didn't it go something like over the hills and through the woods, to the dragon's lair we go?&quot;


 * Edaric joins in. &quot;That's the one!' And the merchant and bard kick up a short rendition before launching into another tale.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">If it weighs collectively less than 250lbs, Sszeyl carts it into the bag.

Pseudodragon:<font color="#000000">The essentials are easily carted back into the temple. |3

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Oh now you've got a bard flanking you, Kenneth! ALL YOUR BASE.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Wait.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot; Okay, hang on... &quot; Gnogglebolt digs into the deepest recesses of his cargo pack and pulls out a small pouch and opens it...and it's filled with a bunch of small glittering gemstones. You don't carry 40,000 gp worth of -gold- around, converting it to little portable gems when traveling from palce to place it how it works, you just keep some pocket change. |D He pulls out one particular gem he had valued at 500gp even. &quot; How much of the metal stuff will this get me?&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">I sense a Jew joke in this somewhere.

Meany:<font color="#660033">But can't find it.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Ideas?

VAE:<font color="#000000">as an aside, hate to ask, but ETA ? I'm still good to go... but well, been awake for about 20 hours by now, gott up relatively early.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Yes. Brick. *chunks!!*

Pseudodragon:<font color="#000000">The dragon sniffs the gem, gives it a lick... then grins, stretching. That bag over there.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">(to wit, I'm effectively buying 500gp worth of 'tech device materials')

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Holy shit when did it become late =w=;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">So Gnogglebolt has all the time in the world to barter, and then twenty minutes later the negotiator finally untangles himself from the draconic/bard/ranger tagteam. XP

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot; Thank you kindly. &quot; Gnogglebolt retrieves the bag and starts packing the stuff from it into his cargo pack, making it look like it was always there with all the other gadgets and bits.

VAE:<font color="#000000">It's 4:35 where I am now - timezone shift. In UK it'd be 3:35 yet, see

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Tavia! Come! Maybe our friend here has a story or two about elven hounds!&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">It's ... kinda like, the holiday trying to screw me up in every possible way

Tavia:<font color="#9933FF">Aroooooo~

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">By now, even with the Cargo pack, Gnogglebolt is -comically- struggling under the load.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">But, with the food and medicine acquired, and Gnogglebolt walking away with more stuff to make technological devices with, he winks to the pseudodragon and slinks off.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Sszeyl picks up Gnoggle.


 * Pseudodragon coddles the gem. |3 Anything else I can do you for? A feather token, perhaps? A vial of silversheen?

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Pack and all.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Ooh..

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Where?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot; Wait...'silversheen'...is that stuff effective against....devils?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Sszeyl plops down a 1k brick of gold.

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">During this whole torture session, Aelian slips the merchant a bit of paper with the details of Eytherinu on it, requesting they do business there. (damn asexual token XP)

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033"> &quot;Two whip tokens please.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot; I think I heard one of the templar talking about using silver against them before...&quot;

Pseudodragon:<i><font color="#000000">Shelves in the back,

</i><font color="#000000"> it says, curling around the gold brick. |3

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Yoink.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Kay. Shit. How much is silversheen? |D

Pseudodragon:<font color="#000000">The cart seems larger on the inside than the outside...

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">whips, torture? I think this is a bad time to wake up and not know what you are all doing...

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

Pseudodragon:<font color="#000000">250 GP.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Gettin' swag.

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">I want to nom you for that. XP

Sszeyl: <font color="#660033">(( It's like Bartock the Magnificent's cart. ))

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt gets him 4 silversheen, then. 1,000 gp's worth, and he hands over just such a valued emerald to the pseudodragon.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">deducting 1,500 gp from count.


 * Gamal-Junayd heads back up to the oldimarrans.

Draconic Merchant:<font color="#000000">Male merchant, or at least the site I got it off said it was a male character, so he takes the paper without even pausing. &quot;Did you ever hear the story about the bears of White Lake...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;43671-1500 = 43671 - 1500 = 42171&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey...just wondering. but is anyone here knowledgable about things that might be added to food that might...make a certain someone sleepy? Specially iif it has something we can give to everyone else ahead of time so it won't effect them.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Now hold on. Are we talking about the dancing bears or singing bears? Better tell both stories.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Just so we have it as an option.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">We call those roofies.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot; Got any...ugh. Little cheap magics that are any use against...the D's? Protective or offensive? Ooh, Gamal's got a good idea. Got any sleep powders?&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Expect dirty looks. *bricked*

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Wow Ed I never thought all those silly stories you told would ever come in handy.

Rosanna Baker:<font color="#000000">&quot;Gettin' into awful skeevy stuff there.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">oh, oops, Gamal's nowhere near. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">\Nevermind the sleep powder thing.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;If we don't, we may all be slaves of devils tommorrow. It's just for a certain few...unwanted guests. Everyone always gets sleepy after a big meal. And if we all eat the same....they won't suspect it, would they?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Ooh. Protection from Evil potions are 50 gp a pop.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">...and they not only give statistic bonuses, but are proof against posession as long as they last.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">But Gnogglebolt wouldn't know that. Can the pseudodragon volunteer? :B

Older Olidammaran:<font color="#000000">&quot;You'd be better off asking a mage, boy. But if you're lookin' for somethin'... Can't go wrong with a bit of oil of taggit.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">The problem with the potion is that vanilla ones last 60 seconds.

Older Olidammaran:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's not exactly on the up-and-up, though, got a bad reputation. Too many predators slipping it into young ladies' drinks.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">aw shit.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;They might be on the look out for magic. This oil of taggit...Might it be available around here? Is there a counter, or if I put it in the big pot, are we all likely to feel good for a nap? And as long as theres no predators, it's just a nap, nothing more, right?&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Hrm. Well, there's formula for calculating at a higher caster level.

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

Older Olidammaran:<font color="#000000">&quot;You're not gonna find enough here to dose everyone.&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Still better in the long run getting an amulet of persistent protection from evil. Or keep a holy friend close.

VAE:<font color="#000000">predators. Why am I straight thinking of unscrupulous catfolk?

VAE:<font color="#000000">And dragons

VAE:<font color="#000000">totally the dragons

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Personally, I pictured Predators.

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

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

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">A ninja approaches Gamal. &quot;...&quot; She offers a vial.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Damn. Making a single batch of food would make it least likely to arrouse suspicion.&quot;


 * Gamal-Junayd smiles and nods

Meany:<font color="#660033">&quot;My mother used this to ensure my birth.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">&quot;We used to hunt with plasma guns... but these are sad times.&quot;

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

Meany:<font color="#660033">*KUNAI'D*

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thanks swallow...but how many will this dose?&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">I can't see anything else in the DMG that leaps out at me as being particularly useful under 1,200 gp.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;I can sneak into one's food, easy. This enough for one.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Unless anyone has any last-minute suggestions.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;damn...anyone else have more? there are eight of them aren't there?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Herbs to treat erectile dysfunction, maybe?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">We're an ECL 10 veteran party.

Rosanna Baker:<font color="#000000">&quot;You could ask Mom. She's not a poison expert, but she is a mage!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">We don't need no dollar store trinkets. =3=

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Thought so. :B

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Okay, with -that-, then, Gnogglebolt really does wink to the Pseudodragon, and slink away. Well, as slinky as he can be with a pack of gadgets twice his size.

VAE:<font color="#000000">If we're going to interrogate a good host of people at some time, some potions of truth might not be off t

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thanks, I'll do so. But, just ot make sure...is there any counter to this oil? In case they demand I taste their food or something?&quot;

Pseudodragon:<i><font color="#000000">Oh yeah...

</i>Glitch:<font color="#000000">(we have an eladrin who can discern lies to infinity)

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Coffee.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">between the yawning and my back, I am losing the capacity of rational thought

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">VAE give me all your moniez.

Pseudodragon:<i><font color="#000000">One moment. A little gift from a desert friend... for you to use, old fellow.

</i><font color="#000000"> |3 The dragon hands a small pot of something to Sszeyl.

Pseudodragon:<font color="#000000">.... It's labeled GLUE.


 * Glitch crackes up. xD

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">What horrows will come of this.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl broke his amulet, remember?

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">I said rational thoughts, not being a 1/8 jewish cheapskate

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Anyway, Gnogglebolt watches Sszeyl, waiting for him to get clear...

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">YOU CAN BET.. THIS WILL RESULT IN SOMEONE'S FOOT GETTING SOVEREIGN GLUED TO A DUNGEON.

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Sszeyl...

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Just normally walks. No blurring. No cartwheeling. No leaping to the next floor entirely.

Gnogglebolt:<i><font color="#000000">Good man.

</i>Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">WHO ARE YOU.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">&quot;Food delivery.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Once Sszeyl's clear, Gnogglebolt catches the Draconic Merchant's eye, and flashes a thumb-up from his waist before turning and walking away.


 * Draconic Merchant gives a little bit, letting the baron get a little more leeway in the conversation.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, where is your mother then at the moment?&quot;


 * Edaric offers a thumbs-up to Aelian. &gt;:3

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Funny. Moonshiners is on TV. ))

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( As we sneak goods past The Man. ))

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Aelian grins, nodding, and winks.

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Sszeyl unloads food and medicine into the shelves.

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Unless -- you can show me -- your paperwork -- you need -- to leave!&quot;

Draconic Merchant:<font color="#000000">&quot;Have a good day!&quot; |D &quot;And remember --&quot;

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;Out!&quot; &gt;8|

Draconic Merchant:<font color="#000000">The draconic pair head off, whistling cheerfully. |D

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Aelian barely keeps from breaking out in laughter at that.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Mr. Sorenoc!&quot; &gt;8| Tom rests his hands on his waist.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt can't help but grin widely as soon as he's out of sight.

Gamal-Junayd whispers: which one of the bakers IS the mother? heh

Gnogglebolt:<i><font color="#000000">Make 'em watch the left hand instead of the right...

</i>* Kenneth Sorenoc catches his breath in the doorway. &gt;:\

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot; Blasted -- century-old -- merchants. &quot; =w=#

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;And how long to you plan to float around the temple floor accosting every supplicant or weary soul that happens by?!&quot; &gt;:O


 * Thomas Lazarus mercilessly henpecks. *bricked*

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">so which baker is the mother?

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot; For too long already. &quot; &gt;| He adjusts his clothes, and clears his throat. &quot;... Until it is no longer necessary to do so, Thomas Lazarus. That man walked past an official barricade that should have informed him there is an investigation occurring here --&quot;

Ennis Baker:<font color="#000000">Ennis.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Excuse me, maam. your children thought I should ask you about somethign we were discussing.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It isn't necessary right now.&quot; &gt;|T

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&quot;That is not your decision to make.&quot; He walks past. &gt;|/

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Once he sets his face straight, Gnogglebolt temporarily takes off his cargo pack--effectively halving his size as other's perceive him--and returns to the courtyard where he sidles near Katie and tugs on her sleeve surreptitiously before walking back to the side room.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;So if you please, go back to taking care of that pressing business you've got going on over on the bench.&quot; &gt;:|

GM:<font color="#000000">Shall we wrap up and nom soon?

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">aye, I'm already drifting about. :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot; Tried not to without you, but we've begun to formulate a plan. Come hear it, if you please?&quot; ...and with that, can end that one there.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">just as I'm finally waking up out of mstupor enough to participate. damn medicine

Meany:<font color="#660033">I don't suppose I could rope you into Manning Up after Akellon?

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

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Hey! Ed! That story the merchant told, wasn't there a trilogy?&quot; &gt;:3

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Oh.


 * VAE tired something silly

RAM:<font color="#990000">Back!

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">By strange happenstance, Ed still has Sszeyl's art journal.

RAM:<font color="#990000">...And dibs on Sorenoc. &gt;:E

Sszeyl:<font color="#660033">Feel free to look at the other Horsemen, Ed. :3

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;You know, I think there was...&quot; |D

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">=3=

VAE:<font color="#000000">how, dibs on him

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Your timing is perfect.

VAE:<font color="#000000">he isn't a PC

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">To be too late.

RAM:<font color="#990000">You misunderstand.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">You are perfectly late.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Dibs on SHOOTING HIM IN THE FUCKING FACE THE FIRST CHANCE I GET.

VAE:<font color="#000000">I'm confuzzled and tired

GM:<font color="#000000">.... well, shall we nom, then? :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">Also, why?

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">If there was such thing as fashionably late, you would be FAAAAHBOOLESSSly late.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Because I fucking hate him.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">I'll have to harras ennis about the oil next time

VAE:<font color="#000000">Nomming Gnogglebolt &quot;Forging? You mean like documents?&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Noms. O shit. I totally forgot to track noms this session.

VAE:<font color="#000000">I dunno... I love the guy


 * Glitch scrolls back!

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Nomming Gamal for roofies. XP

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Nomming gnogglebolt for incognito shopper

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


 * VAE utter crap at anything diplomacy related, which is probably why he likes seeing bluffs like this done

RAM:<font color="#990000">He's going out of his way to make everything as difficult as possible. &gt;:E

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

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">nomming ... fuck I was gonna nom Thomas for something and my brain ripped ass.

VAE:<font color="#000000">And he's doing it while staying inside the law.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">That's why he's a Braxton.

RAM:<font color="#990000">And I hate him for it.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Which is awesome

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Sorenoc: &quot;OF COURSE I AM! I'M F**KING EVIL!!&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">*shoots Galic Gun of Law*

Miron:<font color="#000000">He isn't a fucking Braxton.

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">Evil is such a strong word.

Miron:<font color="#000000">Our nobles don't walk around with devil contingents.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;But I thought you said gumdrops and candycanes!&quot;

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">I prefer pragmatic.

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">You're going to be fucking executed. Pragmatic that.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">haven't been awake most of the game. and I don't think I shold nom for the wtf moment of comeing back and seeing the word torture and whips in the chat window

Meany:<font color="#660033">Wait.

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

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">I meanb, seriously, if I were to be stuck with him in a situation like this in real life, I would have already beat him like a drum.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Tomiko as Goku.

VAE:<font color="#000000">another nom is for Aelina. Concerting with the draconic merchant

Meany:<font color="#660033">&quot;I thought you were surrounded by gumdrops and icecream!&quot;

Meany: <font color="#660033">&quot;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">The -fuck- you call me. =3=

VAE:<font color="#000000">also, yes RAM. you might, and then you'd be the one getting arrested.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Which is ... yet another point to the strategy.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Aelina sounds like your hot, female counterpart.

Meany:'''<font color="#660033">&quot;THAT'S IT. EVERYONE DIES!&quot; '''

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">He would be dead.

RAM:<font color="#990000">He couldn't arrest me.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Wait.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Who says it'd be him

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">I dunno VAE.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I spent the entire session in quiet rage and stress and worrying for the souls of everyone around me while dealing with assholes.

Thomas Lazarus:<i><font color="#FF0000">Like every other day!! *sob*

</i>Meany:<font color="#660033">Does that mean Sorenoc is vegeta...

Tomiko Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I had fun. |D

RAM:<font color="#990000">Who says I wouldn't kill whoever did come to arrest me?

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">With me blamming away with my CZ52, I don't think anyone would be arresting RAM.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Does that mean he'll become a main character?

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

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">It's an eyepatch, not a scouter. *brick'd*

Meany:<font color="#660033">And eventually fight the bigger bad?

Meany:<font color="#660033">And be fcking owned?

Meany:<font color="#660033">&quot;Should...we..help...him?&quot;

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">They're devil magicians.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">NOMS

VAE:<font color="#000000">Actually.. Mr. Sorenoc has a very good chance of claiming innocence before a court.

Meany:<font color="#660033">&quot;No no, go ahead. Pool's open water's fine. ...No? Just going to stand there like a bunch of piss-ants? Thought so.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">&quot;I was merely the county negotiator&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Hmm. I...actually can't come up with much today.

Meany:<font color="#660033">I have no nooms.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Tomi - Get the snake drunk to get the owner drunk! Aelian - Titles and (attempted) intimidation!

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Presumably the first thing they would do is a level 1 will save effect against you, save or lose.

Meany:<font color="#660033">orr noms.

RAM:<font color="#990000">At this point, I would refuse to acknowledge the Yoriver peeps as a legitimate authority, and would resist them at every possible opportunity.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt, and Aelian...

VAE:<font color="#000000">and what else.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">(Meany; it's 'pissants'. Not piss-ants. It's one word. :B )

VAE:<font color="#000000">RAM... we're acknowledging them because we have to win from the current ceasefire

VAE:<font color="#000000">It's being pragmatic

VAE:<font color="#000000">They chose the game, but it's a lot better for us than the alternative

RAM:<font color="#990000">Doesn't mean I don't wanna see them all burn.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Welcome to having an ego.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Mainly whitaker. For being a filthy heretic. :3

VAE:<font color="#000000">who has an ego?

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">We all just also have superegos going like, &quot;But there are consequences. |T&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">As a side note.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Nor that I'm not going to make it happen at the first possible opportunity.

VAE:<font color="#000000">what else nom

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I'm sorely tempted

Liatai:<font color="#000000">To make Sorenoc a closet Vecnan.


 * Liatai is BRICK'D.

RAM:<font color="#990000">x3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I have a suggestion.

VAE:<font color="#000000">He. . .doesn't seem like the type

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Make his place of birth Braxton Falls.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">If anything, Tiamat.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Hatari, fuck you with a shovel

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Unfortunately, he's a Yoriver native. :P

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">DO IT

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">Yeah, fuck you

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">DO-IT-DO-IT-DO-IT

RAM:<font color="#990000">DOOOO EEEET!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I spend an action point on the campaign to make you do it

Miron:<font color="#000000">I'm buddies with Tom ,but you, his player? YOu're an asshole.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">I want to nom all the NPCs that were victims of wood elf ninjaing. XP

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">Braxton Falls is too soft on crime, anyway.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Nomming Ed for jumping in on the harassment. XP


 * Kenneth Sorenoc is smite'd.

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">At times even that happens.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">dangit what did I want to nom Thomas for. XP

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Want to nom the bespeckled teen for STICKIN' IT TO DA MAN

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Actually, if we're nomming NPCs

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">His level is so low..

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">We could probably level him on the spot from noms.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Nom that draconic merchant for yet another npc that was probably 2D up until I snatched him up sorry Liatai. XP

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">WE HAVE THE POWER.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Oh right.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Nomming Gradia for &quot;Orders?&quot; &quot;I .. don't know.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#660033">Noming Ed for art talk.

VAE:<font color="#000000">and nomming the draconic merchant

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Nomming Terri for never ending cute. XP

RAM:<font color="#990000">Well, anyway, I'm going to bed. I'm freaking tired.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Damn jet lag.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Noming Thomas for &quot;Words cannot describe the myriad ways I want to murder you -with my face-, Sorenoc.&quot;

Ghostwish:<i><font color="#9933FF">ROFL

</i>Meany:<font color="#660033">Ta.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">okay I have to do this.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">FFFFFFFFF HOLD ME BACK, ED

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I'MA BITE 'IM

Meany:<font color="#660033">HEADBUTT TO DEATH, SON.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">In the future: &quot;Nonsense, Mr. Toris! The Vigilant Guardians have a very set time and place in which we will become dragon slayers.&quot;


 * Dr. Hatari is now picturing Edaric trying to stop Thomas. =w=;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Which is precisely when Terri gets her first boyfriend.&quot;

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

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

</i>Miron:<font color="#000000">Actually, when I think of it... The man wouldn't make a bad Braxton Falls county negotiatior.... if he only wasn't sucking on six dicks of Hextor too...


 * Edaric looks up at Thomas. &quot;... Even if I wanted to I don't think I could. Have at 'im.&quot; =3=

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&gt;8O *bricked*

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">you think most of braxton isn't headign towards hextor already? heh

Miron:<font color="#000000">It isn't, you arse.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">..But no, seriously, it's nice having Tomi around for this.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Wait.

Meany:<font color="#660033">WAIT.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Tom grabs Sorenoc.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">So I can do something other than huff and brood and struggle under the weight of responsibility. :B

Meany:<font color="#660033">Twists the arse's head.

Meany:<font color="#660033">And vampire bites him in the neck.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Absorbing his power.

Miron:<font color="#000000">A hextorite wouldn't last a day in our town, under the careful scrutiny of forces of law.

Meany:<font color="#660033">THERE CAN BE ONLY ONE~

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

Meany:<font color="#660033">I'm so tired.

Meany:<font color="#660033">And insane.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Meany: Twists the arse's head.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">no reaction to dragon slayers at all? |P

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">it has interesting mental imagery sprouting in my mind

VAE:<font color="#000000">An arse with a head

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

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">... What power, the power to be erudite and dapper? *brick'd!!*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I don't need your... your schmotts!!


 * Thomas Lazarus is bricked.

Meany:<font color="#660033">No.

Meany:<font color="#660033">The power.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Of BISHOUNEN.

GM:<font color="#000000">Everyone - 200 XP - Plans and Filibusters Gamal - 100 XP - Roofies?! Gnogglebolt - 100 XP - Secret Shopper 100 XP - NO ONE takes Forgery. No one. |D Aelian - 100 XP - That reminds me of the time... |D 100 XP - Noble Slapfight. Tomiko/Thomas - 100 XP - Terrifying the summoner. :B 100 XP - &quot;Words cannot describe the myriad ways I want to murder you with my face, Sorenoc.&quot; Edaric - 100 XP - Hey, what about that story? |D Sszeyl - 100 XP - Art talk.

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">... Thomas' original art shows he had that power, and shunned it. =3= *BRICK'D*

GM:<font color="#000000">All right, you, back in the NPC box.


 * VAE giggles. 900 until levelup

Meany:<font color="#660033">Energy cannot be destroyed.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Only changed.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;52072+200+100+100 = 52072 + 200 + 100 + 100 = 52472&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187;

VAE:<font color="#000000">6th level spells, you'll be mine

Glitch:<font color="#000000">calc-ing EXP...

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I'm not little and effeminate anymore. I have angry eyebrows! And a scar on my cheek! Grr! &gt;:O

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;51300+200+100+100 = 51300 + 200 + 100 + 100 = 51700&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">You know the banter is too much fun to let go that easily. *Mink-slap'd*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000"> Terri thinks I'm tough. T_T

VAE:<font color="#000000">Heh. Cheek scars.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;48700+200 = 48700 + 200 = 48900&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Miron got his while shaving. . . it's a complete cliche subversion.

GM:<font color="#000000">I said back in the box 'til next Saturday, Sorenoc.

Vonain Seldriot (Goldeneye):<font color="#000000">Okay, my two tokens are saved.

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">You won't defeat me that easily, squiggly.

GM:<font color="#000000">I have the power of...

VAE:<font color="#000000">ROW ROW FIGHT THE POWAH

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">I think liatai likes playing with vecnans and wanna be vecnans too much

VAE:<font color="#000000">There's no such thing as too much there.

VAE:<font color="#000000">And of course, thing is, Lia can pull it off.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Hmm.

GM:<font color="#000000">THE DELETE BUTTON!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">No one expects the Vecnan inquisition!

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">You wouldn't dare.

Meany:<font color="#660033">A thought appears.

GM:<font color="#000000">I saved the campaign already.

Miron:<font color="#000000">Because there isn't one, you spider tit.

Kenneth Sorenoc:<font color="#000000">&gt;.&gt;;

Meany:<font color="#660033">What if, instead of payment, we take titles of nobility as payment? We'd get land, minions, -bitchin- houses.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">That's just what they want you to think.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Wait.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">This entire Hextorean plot?

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

</i>Guardsman 6:<font color="#000000">.... what do we do now? &gt;.&gt;

Meany:<font color="#660033">Trading property for gold.

Guardsman 1:<font color="#000000">Dance?

Meany:<font color="#660033">The hell am I talking about.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">*REACTION MONTAGE OF: &gt;:O !?*

Meany:<font color="#660033">SUDDENLY.

Guardsman 6:<font color="#000000">... Sure why not.

Miron:<font color="#000000">No, mister.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Oppa Guardsman Style.

Miron:<font color="#000000">You don't go conspiracy theory on *me*

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">I just hope I remember about the roofies plan by next week

GM:<font color="#000000">Anyway! Fun game once it got rolling, all. See you next week!

VAE:<font color="#000000">And. . . I kina hope I'll be able to make it next week

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I'm glad I wasn't the one raeging over the OOC this week.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">you mean, you weren't the only one

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">how bad was it?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Seriously, if there was a mute function on the Connections menu

VAE:<font color="#000000">Lia got into a fit

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I would've used it by now.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yyyyyeah sorry about that, all. ^^;

VAE:<font color="#000000">no need to be sorry about it

VAE:<font color="#000000">Let the anger flow

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I just reached my breaking point there. ^^;


 * VAE speaks with the wisdom of Taun cla

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Nu!

GM:<font color="#000000">I'm Jin clan, not Taun or Owona! D|

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Well, no part of this turn of the plot has went smoothly.

VAE:<font color="#000000">which is a wis score of 7 BTW

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">We needa get outta here.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">ghost, shut it down! drive us back into IRC!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I'm trying, it should be pretty straightforward from here. :B

VAE:<font color="#000000">nah, it's good as it is

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Your opinion is eternally contrary. It's like literally in your blood.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I'm sick of this temple. :P

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... then again I thought the book idea was straightforward and Gnogglebolt almost threw it away =3=;;;; *brick'd*

VAE:<font color="#000000">Look, the fact that I had nothing to do for a long time didn't change the fact that what was happening was interesting to read

VAE:<font color="#000000">both for the last session, and htis

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">No worries. If I'd been more active and not measuring castle walls, I would have had Tathi gibbs-slap Gnogglebolt and translate it herself.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Then you can stay here in mini-sessions forever.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I'm gunning to move past this hump ASAP.

Meany:<font color="#660033">I want to explore rivers some more...

VAE:<font color="#000000">Well, not like it matters.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">If it wasn't for work schedules and other games, I'm halfway at the point of saying let's start the dungeon sometime this week before the actual game. =3= *brick'd*

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">So do you like.. specifically use game time to work on maps? =3=;

VAE:<font color="#000000">after Yoriver, Inquisitor Steelsprocket will get his arse back to Braxton an I'll have a break

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Let's head back to IRC. :3

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">yes, he does.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ghost, care to shut down the server?

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

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

Glitch:<font color="#000000">yeeeeeah. I'm gonna have to also say, ghost, you've no one to blame but yourself if you miss things. &gt;.&gt;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Ehhhhn. I'll skip logsaving this week.

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

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">what's wrong with the log?

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">And usually, no, it's just that this time I have an entire castle to make. |D

VAE:<font color="#000000">The game needs t be recorded

Meany:<font color="#660033">Alright.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Nothing back there I care to review except maybe Tomi shenanigans for giggles. You might be content to kiss ass and wallow in arguments, but I'm less of a fan of the past couple games.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Ghost, how about we do with this what I did with the Harridan? :3 You give me a slice of the map, I pimp it out ridiculously.

Meany:<font color="#660033">And it's generally a pain for everyone to load, but -so beautiful-..

VAE:<font color="#000000">wait, I kiss ass where?

Meany:<font color="#660033">There.

Meany:<font color="#660033">Right over there.

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


 * VAE claws the owl

Meany:<font color="#660033">|D


 * VAE saved log, since Hatari seems to have taken the mantle of contrarianism

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I never deliver logs regardless. =w=;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Mine are solely for my own review.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">What would help, aside from trying to shorten dungeons?

VAE:<font color="#000000">How did that not occur to me

Dr. Hatari:<i><font color="#FF0000">Getting a better party.

</i>* Dr. Hatari is bricked.

VAE:<font color="#000000">heh, well, that'll happen at some point

VAE:<font color="#000000">Maybe Lia should be more proactive killing off characters

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Yeah still not taking the server down. :3

VAE:<font color="#000000">I mean. no PC kicked the bucket for over two years .. . THIS IS UNACCEPTABLE look from lynx

VAE:<font color="#000000">(a not so subtle hint at making combat harder *brick'd*)

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I trust it's just a natural product of us moving at weights bound to turtles pace and being in an uncomfortable argument-inducing bind for, like, literally weeks and weeks now.

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

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">That's almost a repeat of Thalinde, and the accursed boat

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">You could pretty much just label the session 'stressed bickering VI'.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Again. One of the reasons I appreciated being able to play Tomi in the temple.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Tomi tends to be fun

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">HEY LOOK

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

</i><i> You have disconnected.

</i>