Session 94

TMG has connected.

Ghostwish has connected.

RAM has connected.

VAE has connected.

TMG:Hokay.

TMG:Looking up past log to see where I left off at in crafting, gonna try and kick that out before the game starts...

VAE:brb anyways - nature calls

Railock has connected.

Gnogglebolt:Correcting inventory...alrighty. Left off at day 5/9, had created one Powerful, two Large, and six Small Seaforium charges.

Gnogglebolt:Now for the detonator.

Gnogglebolt:Hmm. Well, the reusable detonator is only 50 gp with a craft DC of 15 and I only want one, it'

Gnogglebolt:s literally impossible to fail crafting just one in a whole day.

RAM:Mmmnnnmnmnnmnmn...

Gnogglebolt:Don't even need to roll for anything, I just have it. Subtracting raw materials cost... &#171; &#160;50/3 = 50 / 3 = 16.66666666666666666666666666666667&#160; &#187;

Gnogglebolt:subtracting 17 even gp from gold.


 * RAM tries to resist mentioning the fact that a 'reusable detonator' does not exist...

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;47134-17 = 47134 - 17 = 47117&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Ram; this is a dynamite-style T-shaped punger. :B Just spool out wires and stick them into the charge.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Says so right in the descrip. :B

RAM:<font color="#990000">But explosives don't actually work like that! D:

TMG:<font color="#000000">in WoW they do!

RAM:<font color="#990000">You need an initiator charge!

TMG:<font color="#000000">It's WoW. A Tinker Did It. :B


 * Liatai absorbs knowledge. :.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Alliance Player's Guide, page 111.

RAM:<font color="#990000">But butbutbut high explosives are purposely made less sensitive and need a more sensitive explosive to actually detonate them! D:

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Hello? Gnogglebolt isn't even using tech.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">He's using gaslamp fantasy.

TMG:<font color="#000000">^ that. :B

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">So here's your answer:

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;It's gaslamp fantasy. I ain't gotta explain shit.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Thank you. ^^

Liatai:<font color="#000000">That... makes a whole lot of sense, about the high explosives, but I never knew that. :. *absorb absorb*

RAM:<font color="#990000">But if the main charge were so sensitive that a simple minor electrical charge could set it off then it would be way too dangerous to carry around! D:

TMG:<font color="#000000">Description: Seaforium is a favorite of sappers everywhere. Dwarves developed this explosive as a safer alternative to the catastrophically dangerous fuels used by goblin sappers during the Third War. The material is putty-like in appearance and can be shaped or molded by anyone without risk of detonation. Seaforium only explodes if an external source (a detonator) provides a significant electrical surge. The detonator is typically attached to a length of copper wire so the operator can stand some distance away, preferably around a corner or behind some other sort of cover. The detonator can also be set to activate automatically, without the wire, after a preset delay period.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Yeah well explain how dragula goes 80 MPH without exploding, seeing how the largest and most powerful steam engines went 60.

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">But I'm not a steam engine expert, I'm an explosive expert!

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Experts have no place in D&amp;D. :)

TMG:<font color="#000000">though it says right there ram, &quot; electrical surge&quot;, not minor electrical surge.

TMG:<font color="#000000">though it says right there ram, &quot;significant electrical surge&quot;, not minor electrical surge.

TMG:<font color="#000000">and then paren's 'a detonator'

RAM:<font color="#990000">But explosives don't work like that!

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Imma just drop these serf tokens somewhere. :V

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Plop 'em on Crane Underground or Autumn Road. :3

Tokens dropped onto map 'Crane Farm Underground'TMG:<font color="#000000">This is gaslamp fantasy, Ram. It works how it wants to work.

Tokens dropped onto map 'Crane Farm Underground'Tokens dropped onto map 'Crane Farm Underground'Tokens dropped onto map 'Crane Farm Underground'TMG:<font color="#000000">Like magic. :B

Tokens dropped onto map 'Crane Farm Underground'Liatai:<font color="#000000">You should have seen my raging against the d20 Modern rules about acids and bases, Ram. :B

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Done, Crane Underground.

RAM:<font color="#990000">But but but... D:

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Near the rats.

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


 * TMG remembers that!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&quot;CHEMISTRY DOES NOT WORK THAT WAY! DX &quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">ANYWAY! With the detonator made, that's 6/9 days crafted.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">What to do with the last 3...

RAM:<font color="#990000">But...but initiators! D:

RAM:<font color="#990000">And boosters!

RAM:<font color="#990000">And insensitive high explosives!

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">www.youtube.com/watch?v=OD0v9kvlMOA

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">This was Lia.

RAM:<font color="#990000">I mean, if it was as easy as pushing an electrical charge through your main charge, then we would be doing that instead of using initiators!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... Aud is one fancy-lookin' serf. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">And if it was as easy as wigglign fingers, muttering words, and holding up some bat guano, we'd be doing that instead of using initators. :B

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Sszeyl took them clothes shopping too.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">It'd be a poor first impression on Jerimiah.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Jeremiah is dressed in old peasant clothes. :B

RAM:<font color="#990000">But but but...D:

TMG:<font color="#000000">Hmm. And just to point out how off-base you are, Ram, for my next trick...I just might make a Gravity Negator! :U

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">He's old.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Explain THAT!

RAM:<font color="#990000">The laws of physics weep!

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Description: A gravity negator is a belt fitted with a suspender-like harness that stretches over the shoulders, with wing-like accoutrements that jut out at 45-degree angles from the body. One of many gnomish devices that employ chaos energy to warp the laws of physics, the gravity negator is intended to produce temporary weightlessness. Chaos energy being what it is, the device doesn&#8217;t always work as intended.

RAM:<font color="#990000">But...but physics! D:

TMG:<font color="#000000">&quot;In my experience, a strong Heterodyne will take about two hours to truly warp the laws of physics.&quot;

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

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">If there's chaos energy, does that mean there's also law energy?

TMG:<font color="#000000">No. x3

RAM:<font color="#990000">Or neutral energy? :.

TMG:<font color="#000000">It's just called that.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... he says as I'm statting a cleric of Heironeous. =3=

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


 * Liatai is brick'd.


 * VAE back

TMG:<font color="#000000">*snrk* xD

VAE:<font color="#000000">too ka snhower too

RAM:<font color="#990000">Herowho?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">God of valor. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">'Patron Saint of Paladins'

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


 * RAM doesn't pay much attention to the gods.

VAE:<font color="#000000">anyways guys

VAE:<font color="#000000">one thing

VAE:<font color="#000000">Saph was telling me - I think Planar Handbook has the rules for digging through soil

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... and as VAE returns, what should come on my music player but &quot;A Mad Russian's Christmas&quot; from the Trans-Siberian Orchestra. :B

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

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">in standard D&amp;D cosmology/theology, he's the go-to guy for paladins. Though almost all the Good gods (and LN gods) have paladins-- XD

RAM:<font color="#990000">It works quite well given Shankfang's view on dieties.

TMG:<font color="#000000">....I've gotta listen to that now, I love that song. xD

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I sorta kinda not really worship Garl.

VAE:<font color="#000000">my favourite was a differentone

VAE:<font color="#000000">what the hell was the name


 * TMG imagines a gundam-ish battle in space when listening to that song

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Other than that, I couldn't really care less.

VAE:<font color="#000000">bells something


 * VAE shit for brains

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Tech's the TSO expert, he'd probably know. ^^;

RAM:<font color="#990000">Hell's Bells? :B

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Hmm?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">That's AC/DC. XP

TMG:<font color="#000000">a TSO song, danman?

RAM:<font color="#990000">Yes it is!

RAM:<font color="#990000">AC/DC rulez.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">A pain to sing, though. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">bells... &quot;Bells, ring the bells, let the churches ring the bells, ring the bells, ring the bells, let the churches ring the bells...&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Falsetto screams. Ow,

VAE:<font color="#000000">Siberian sleigh ride, I think

TMG:<font color="#000000">Is that what you're thinking of, danman?

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Carol of the Bells?

VAE:<font color="#000000">lemme listen to it

VAE:<font color="#000000">the bells just creeped in by accident

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">The bells are now Creepers.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">RUN.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Quite tough to sing, yes.

RAM:<font color="#990000">But it sounds soooo awesome.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I always liked &quot;First Snow.&quot; :3

VAE:<font color="#000000">seems to be it, siberian sleigh ride


 * Ghostwish walks in, rubs up against VAE and farts loudly, walks out.


 * VAE claws Ghost's arse

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... gods dang it, I did it again. =w=;

VAE:<font color="#000000">heh. One of my paws is ouch. VAE hit a doorknob by accident a few days ago, just on the right spot between knuckles to break a vein

RAM:<font color="#990000">Did what? :.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Created a background NPC, not meant for more than a few minutes' role... and caught myself thinking up a backstory and 3D personality. ^^;

VAE:<font color="#000000">you know the veins that run along the back of your hand, one of them between first and second knuckle? I hit that with a door handle by accident

RAM:<font color="#990000">x3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">VAE - Owch. &gt;.o

RAM:<font color="#990000">Owie indeed.

VAE:<font color="#000000">was a week ago friday

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">You know what you need to do, Lia?

VAE:<font color="#000000">I had a fail day then

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Go to work making video game characters.

VAE:<font color="#000000">everything that oculd go wrong fucked up

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Possibly for the same company that makes the Elder Scrolls, if they're -that- in depth.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">:B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I doubt they'd pay me just to make up backstories and dialogue. :B

RAM:<font color="#990000">You'd be surprised.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Hamburger Helper does that

VAE:<font color="#000000">(Jennifer Hepler, or what's the proper name)

RAM:<font color="#990000">Well, if we're not gonna start for a little bit, Imma go nab a midnight snack. :3

VAE:<font color="#000000">the chick that caused a minor shitstorm by utterly asinine suggestions during an interview


 * RAM will be back in 15 at most.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">S'fine. I'll just keep shaking my head and statting/fleshing out these darn NPCs. =3=; *brick'd*

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Forget the gravity negator

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">ROCKET BOOOOOOOOOOTS

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Hey, random question. Can you sneak attack with a spell? Say, a scorching ray or shocking grasp?

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

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">of course you can

VAE:<font color="#000000">that was gonna be Karis's modus operandi back in DnDMFA

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

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">pity the game died

TMG:<font color="#000000">Um....hmm. That's a good question, and I'm not entirely sure. I think there was a WotC collumn on that. There is the Arcane Trickster too, of course.

VAE:<font color="#000000">I suggest not ruminating for ages, and GM fiat on yes. It's a very fun thing :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Ooh, rocket boots are gonna be hard... over 3,000 gp, craft DC of 36---aw, frak.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">TS of 16.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Can't make them yet. &gt;:E


 * Gnogglebolt goes back to the drawing board.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Shouldn't rigger be working on them rocket boots?

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">*brick'd*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">...Hmm. Catseye Ultra Goggles seem useful.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Made with real cats!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Would love to be not-helpless without a lightsource in dark areas.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Yes because heaven forbid you get a potion of darkvision.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">*wrench'd*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">It has more uses than that, actually, it's multifunctional.

GM:<font color="#000000">Hiiiii everybody!

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Hiiiiiiiiiiiii~

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Catseye Ultra Goggles it is, then.


 * Gamal-Junayd flees

GM:<font color="#000000">Wait, no, come back, I just wanted to ask you character questions...

GM:<font color="#000000">;~;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">but that gm face is scary.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Yoyoyoyo/

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">For the last time.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">CTHULHU DOESN'T EXIST IN AKELLON.

GM:<font color="#000000">*wibbleface*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Day 7/9, crafting Catseye Ultra Goggles. Price 1,000 gp, Craft DC 25. Craft (tech device) &#171; &#160;1d20+24 = 3 + 24 = 27&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">By the skin of your dice.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Awww. I still like you, minkDM!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Progress made: &#171; &#160;27*25 = 27 * 25 = 675&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; progress in gold pieces thanks to Imp. Industrious Haste.

GM:<font color="#000000">Anyway! Let's get some character questions rolling while Gnogglebolt keeps crafting. :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1000-675 = 1000 - 675 = 325&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

GM:<font color="#000000">Today's question: &quot;How healthy is your character?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Day 8/9. Continuing craft. &#171; &#160;1d20+24 = 10 + 24 = 34&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">QUIET MOM. &gt;:|

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Well, according to my Constitution modifier, +2 better than your average human -- gee that's a big brick -- *brick'd*

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Pretty standard. Nothing terribly special.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Definitely succeeded and finished it up, no matter what. Catseye Ultra Goggles acquired. Firguing raw materials cost: &#171; &#160;1000/3 = 1000 / 3 = 333.3333333333333333333333333333333&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">internally? perfectly fine. externalyl? heavily scarred

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Deducting 334 GP from gold count.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Pretty healthy. Usually takes a magic disease to bring me down.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Fit as fiddle.

Miron:<font color="#000000">Con +4 ,what did you expect :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;47117-334 = 47117 - 334 = 46783&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Healthy enough. Not sickly.

Primera:<font color="#CC0066">Fit.

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">Could be better, could be worse.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">and as for day 9 of 9...hmm. I think I'll manually distill some Incindigas. Gonna need it.

GM:<font color="#000000">&quot;Where does your character fall on an order vs. chaos spectrum?&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">Chaos, moving neutral.

Primera:<font color="#CC0066">Neutral.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Order.

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Order, primarily on the justice side.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Elf.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">First question, sickly by nature, overcome through training.

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Do I even need to say?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">Neutral, leaning towards law


 * Shankfang the Deffrider is his own alignment.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Definitely chaotic. :B More on the moderate side of chaotic, though. I'm not going to go disrupting things because I can or anything like that, but I don't like feeling confined, I'm all for individualism, and a big part of me chafes at being given orders. Plus, you know, bard. :B

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;You're chaos.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Neutral, leaning toward law fairly heavily. I am not afraid to break the rules for the best result, but my honor is important to me.

GM:<font color="#000000">&quot;How does your character view the opposite sex?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">... they're people? :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Uhh...never...really thought about it much? &gt;.&gt;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Talfeera is hoooooot. &gt;:3

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">ohello Hatari. You just missed it. :P

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Meh, elves are ultimately a gender-neutral society. We don't really judge on such things.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">GM: &quot;How does your character view the opposite sex?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">I've seen women in all walks of life. They exist. I care more for who they are, than what.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Chaos pulls on both sides of the rope - those embracing it rarely accomplish anything unless by sheer chance.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">Fun, but emotional.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;As for the opposite sex, it depends.'

Primera:<font color="#CC0066">They are people.

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Aelian pauses for a moment. &quot;You know, that question made me realize how many head-strong women are in my life. My mother, most of Edaric's sisters, and that one elf chick, what's-her-face..&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;They will never find your body.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">|D

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Tathi, you're becoming lazy.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Boys are annoying and distracting. =w=; Not the ones I'm working with, but if you're asking for a generalization... I do sometimes still think of them like a younger teenager would.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Actually leaving a body to not be found.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Do I need to give you the birds and the bees talk, Swallowtail?

GM:<font color="#000000">&quot;Your character lies on his back on a summer day and looks up at the clouds. What images does he see in their shapes?&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;... birds and bees?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Wait. You mean look past my spellbook? Sod off!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">I see clouds.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">And ask me to look at the sky again, and I will throw a cat at you.

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Clouds? Sorry, I spotted that Buteo jamaicensis. Lovely specimen.&quot;

Primera:<font color="#CC0066">Ooh, the letter H!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Gun, bike, Talfeera. :3

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Clouds? Sorry, I spotted that Buteo jamaicensis. Lovely specimen.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Lot of them tend to rely on emotions rather than reason, but exceptions exist, like Gradia. And spreading rumours.. but eh, sometimes it helps us.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">No, that's obviously a sideways I.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Hey, that one looks like a bunny. |3 And that looks like somebody's head getting in my way and telling me I've been laying here for two hours and to get back to work... *brick'd*

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hell, who has time lying on the grass and staring at the sky? Do I look like a halfling?&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">I see legends in the clouds. It was a meditation practice taught back in Amaya.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">You woke up after drinking my family's wine.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Of course I did. It takes more than elven piss to bring an inquisitor down.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">&quot;What was the last medical problem your character had?&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Um. Death.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Let's see, does puking bucketfuls of bloody slime count?&quot;

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

Edaric:<font color="#000000">If we're not counting hit point damage... catching whooping cough in Thalinde. Claustrophobia doesn't count.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">I was nearly a sea dog.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Ha ha! I didn't get the whooping couch.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">Well.

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">I am missing an arm.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Whooping couch?

Primera:<font color="#CC0066">Recent death.

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">That's an interesting couch...

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I didn't even catch the whooping couch until you mentioned it. XD

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">I got nearly bitten in half by a wolf.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Bloody hell. You need to take care, Swallowtail.I honestly don't know what I'd do without you in the group.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;One of the few I can rely on.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">&quot;In what ways does your character annoy others?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">... well this question has potential to start arguments. :B

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

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Airing of Grievances. *sagenod*

Shankfang the Deffrider:''' <font color="#990000">AND LOUD NOISES! '''

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Ha ha. Ha ha! HA HA HA HA! HA HA HA HA HA HA!

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I don't. Tathi does that enough for the both of us.&quot; ^^;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, the only people I tend to annoy are arrogant cunts like that Orcish woman back in Redtree.&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;We fucking saved her life, but that's not enough for miss not to mouth back when ordered.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">I guess someone could get annoyed by my teasing, or a workaholic could get annoyed with me taking time to enjoy life, but I try not to annoy people... most of the time. :B

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And don't get me started on scum like *spit* Altonor - his type doesn't take well to being told their insane theories are, well, insane&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">I think she was just trying not to get you to keep talking about the bad times in front of the kid... &gt;.&gt; But, you know... half-orcs. Sorry Shankfang, but you're a prime example of how most of them have few settings between normal and conflict.

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I haveplenty of settings!

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">I am unpredictable because we don't know each other well enough.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Most of them are just some form of happy. :3

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">I'm flippant. :3

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">My poor grasp of Common probably annoys others, and I have been told I need to &quot;loosen up&quot; and &quot;stand taller.&quot;

Primera:<font color="#CC0066">I'm past my prime.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Kellons are very strange.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">What about Mazians? :D

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Insane.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">... No comment. Even stranger.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;They are, Swallowtail. But, if you choose the right people, they aren't bad to get along with.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">:3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;As for Mazians.. ugh. They are so different from the folks of Kemmer.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">&quot;Has your character ever been an inspiration to anyone? Has she ever wanted to be or thought that she was?&quot;


 * Shankfang the Deffrider likes to think he's an inspiration to Terri. :B

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Well, I'd like to hope I've helped inspire at least someone in my life. :3 (I don't think Inspire Courage and its like count for this question. :B )

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">No.

Primera:<font color="#CC0066">I hope so.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I mean.. everyone from Mazio seems to be cheery for no reason.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">No.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">I am not worthy of being an inspiration, and would be a poor one if I was.

GM:<font color="#000000">Last one...

GM:<font color="#000000">&quot;Your character walks into her home and sees blood on the floor. What is her first reaction or thought?&quot; &quot;Why is there blood on the floor? Whose is it?&quot; &quot;What happens next?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">hrm...can't think of much that can be done in one last day of crafting that would be useful, or doesn't require me to snag the DM's attention for a bit. Leaving day 9/9 of crafting floating for now

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Tebryn! I told you about playing with Fuzzy!

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Assassins. &gt;:| I roll Spot and Listen while readying my tessen for action.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">I'm going to have to call Lethiriss in on this! &gt;:|

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">.... &quot;Assasins! Guardians, be on alert!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Inspiration.. eh. I hope at least a few of those I trained looked up to me a little.&quot;

Primera:<font color="#CC0066">Barbarus, I told you about butchering cows at home!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Immediately check to make sure Talfeera is okay.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...who did they get this time?!&quot; D:

Edaric:<font color="#000000">First thought: &quot;oh crap, whose is that.&quot; Second reaction, ready lute, roll Listen, and go in search of the injured person. Healing is on its way, hold on!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">If she is, then phew.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">If not, unleash all hell on whoever hurt her. &gt;:E

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Also, blood in the Mace barracks? FUCK DROWISH ASSSASSINS FUCK ... I cast detect chaos, and prepare an inflict spell.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">Hi.

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">:3

Anise Berilan:<font color="#000000">Take it easy, Miron, it was just Flint.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">I'm fine! &gt;:|

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">You're bleeding, you're not fine, get back here. &gt;:I

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">My Hide modifier is higher than your Spot one, and I'm faster! &gt;:|

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">Trip.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">...Hey Cadamon, wanna borrow my goggles? He can't hide from these.

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">You'll be easy to track because you're leaving a blood trail, get back here! &gt;:|

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">...well! Methinks I'm ready to get this show on the road.

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">(oh! I just realized what I need to fill up day 9/9 of crafting with. A second drivetrain linkage for the trucktrain, so we can add a second carraige/cart to the train...so everyone's not so squshed in the first one. :B

GM:<font color="#000000">Right! Where did we leave off... ah yes! Damarron 19th. Miron had a pleasant birthday party -- many people got drunk. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">..crap I never wrote down what the craft DC was. :B Ah well, it's 400 gp, I should be able to crank it out in one day regardless. Figuring raw materials cost: &#171; &#160;400/3 = 400 / 3 = 133.3333333333333333333333333333333&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">deducting 134 gp from gold count.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;46783-134 = 46783 - 134 = 46649&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">and done. Ready to go.

Barbarus: <font color="#cc0066">(( Hatari alive? ))


 * Dr. Hatari just caught up.

GM:<font color="#000000">Damarron 19th dawned with heavy snow. The Guardians recieved a letter yesterday that the bronze disc found in the temple of Erythnul they uncovered may be worth significantly more than they believed initially, and have been summoned back to the site today.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">After a late start in the morning, Gnogglebolt rushes to get up and suited up, and tries to find where everyone else is gathered at the moment.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">To find the Feds mustling in again.

GM:<font color="#000000">But first, there was a short visit from a wizard and a yuan-ti. Speaking of which, Miron, I remember I never gave you the full results of your Spellcraft check. You know the boots were being made into Boots of the Winterlands; Dungeon Masters' Guide wondrous item.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">God I hope one of them gives me an excuse to punch them.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey guys, by the way, I totally forgot to tell you yesterday...oh, wait a second. You all look like you're ready to go. Did Sszeyl already tell you all about the letter?&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">The wizard and pile of cloaks -- er, yuan-ti -- are leaving as Tom and Shankfang tussle and argue in the snow, and we pick up there.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ja!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Interesting... Why such secrecy about it.

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;DEMMIT FIX HYUSELF!&quot; &gt;:E

Miron:<font color="#000000">Actually, is it still time for the customary spot check on Lethriss?

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">The drow was bodily picking up the duo, and carrying them along.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...&quot; Gnogglebolt leans over to the nearest person to him. &quot;What's with shankfang and Thomas?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">and I need to add miron's xp

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Oh yes. And if any of the other characters are paying attention, the goggles on Gnogglebolt's forehead are different. They're bigger and look much more complicated and intricate.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Put me down, we look silly. And you're too short to carry us without dragging limbs through the snow..&quot; =w=;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Then I suggest you fix this dispute.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...By the way, we should probably bring Flint along for this meeting with the Kellon treasury.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I'm pretty sure Shankfang is atleast as big or bigger than Thomas.

VAE:<font color="#000000">was there any xp given to all party in the last session, as opposed to individual?

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">No.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Don't recall any.

VAE:<font color="#000000">then, 300 it is

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">He is 6'3&quot;.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I have my suspicious about what this will be about, and he was in the raid with us.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Hm.. well.. the letter does ask --&quot; wiggle D| &quot;Come on~&quot;

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

Lethiriss:<font color="#000000">There's still time, but Miron takes a -4 penalty due to the snow and a -5 penalty due to the cloaks. :B &#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 14 + 10 = 24&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Sszeyl stops, adjusts his grip on the duo and puts them on their feet.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 16 + 3 = 19&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Spot

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Tenk hyu.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Nope.gif

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Now, Tomas...&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">THe inquisitor is still clueless, as is hapbit.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Now march. :E&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Eidder fix hyuself, or Hy em takink de scroll back.&quot; &gt;:E


 * Thomas Lazarus rests hands on waist. =3=

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+12 = 9 + 12 = 21&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Sleight of Hand check, don't mind me.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Come on. Do you even understand why I'm making such a fuss?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi walks out in a warm winter cloak. &quot;Are we ready to go see what the fuss about this disc is?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy don' kare!&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;So, how long 'till we go? There's bronze to take care of.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Were we going to pick up Flint first? Miron, do you know if he's on patrol this morning?&quot; :.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm, bloody hell... Last night made a lot of things a blur.. lemme think&quot; &#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 6 + 9 = 15&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Knowledge Local&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">=3=# &quot;I can certainly see that..&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... hmm, you know what, I'm going to treat myself. BRB, making a whole pot of tea. :3

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Wow if an inquisitor's patrol route is knowledge local, ya'll seriously need to check your security.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;How about a compromise, then?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Heh. In our village., police patrols are

VAE:<font color="#000000">and I have no idea what else to roll

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Miron, luckily, is an inquisitor and would know. Flint is not scheduled to be on patrol this morning.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Hell, Miron should know this *automatically8

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy already donated de kost of de skroll. Hy tink dat's enuff kompromise on my part.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">except I don't

VAE:<font color="#000000">well, as long as he remembers ;3

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, he's free today morning.. he's likely sleeping off the headache.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus sighs heavily. &quot;When we're done with our immediate business, take a walk with me. After that I can cast from the scroll and resolve this if it means so much to you.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">out of curiousity... does our timeline record character levels? It's a shot in the dark..

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy kan see vere hyu are goink vit dis, Hy tink.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">(...no, never recorded that. It would be in the logs, but not the timeline.)

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Darn. That would give me an idea of how many spells Tathi's added to her spellbook via spellcraft.


 * Thomas Lazarus folds arms. &quot;Probably.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hyu do realize dat hyu vill not be showink me hennytink new, right?&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Except you did spellcraft rolls in the sessions.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">So just run through the logs and ctrl+f spellcraft.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">:D

TMG:<font color="#000000">you...uh...could ctrl+F &quot;spellcraft&quot; in the sessions. ^^; that would take awhile, but...

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">5 levels worth of that.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I think you think you know everything there is to see no matter what.&quot; He frowns.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">No thanks.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Do you want accuracy or not?

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Do you want to flick through hundreds of pages of logs for a maybe 1-2 spells a session?

VAE:<font color="#000000">oh, are they anywhere near Miron?

TMG:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't think you know what you think you know baby but baby don't you think that I know what I know, maybe?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;If that's true and you still don't care, then this is more serious than I thought.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">because he'd get involved in the argument

VAE:<font color="#000000">(if they aren't, VAE gonna get dinner ;3)

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Tomas, Hy vas a gangster. Hy lived on de streets for over tvelve years.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy learned dat my first koncern is my own.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">I do know I picked up glitterdust..

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hyu are vun uf my own.&quot;

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

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


 * Thomas Lazarus sighs. &quot;..You always say that. When it's magic or gnomes or hardship or street life or Mazio or anything you're very fast to point to your own experience and assert yourself as a faultless expert of all things Shankfang.&quot; He knits his brow. &quot;But if that's really true and you know how many people are freezing in the snow and getting gangrene and frostbite and going blind with starvation down the street and still think I should have this scroll, then..&quot; He just closes his eyes and frowns, then shrugs.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">To the Mace!

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">March march march march.


 * Thomas Lazarus gets railroaded by party members apparently. :B

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">So it would seem.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">You went off on your own.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">To talk.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Remember?

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Oh ho ho ho, which delightful manner of destruction of property shall I commit this time? Thomas! Direct me to Miron's room. &gt;:3

Miron:<font color="#000000">If anything, Miron is off to the Mace too.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">You know where we're heading, to pick up Flint, so why would this be railroading?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt follows the others to the Mace. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">(Meany; the timing.)

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">(It implied you were marching them.)

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Sorry, VAE. No, probably not.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;You fucks won't make shame to me while i'm not around.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">to supper then.

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">(especially since you already had Sszeyl grab them before. Precedent. :B )

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Oh please.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">If I was going to railroad them, I'd slap them with a cart, put them in it, then haul it to the Mace.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Which reminds me, I need to to that again.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Hit someone with a cart? :.

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc0066">(( Akellon Wiki. The Cart Incident. ))

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oh hey what's going on here. :.

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


 * RAM laps.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">You know, even though you can pick us up, both of us can also pick you up. =3=;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">http://akellon.wikia.com/wiki/The_Cart_Incident

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Pardon while I move inquisitors around. :B

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">QUICK THEY'RE MAKING A RUN FOR IT

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Ohey.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Dorf.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">(I'm just staying on the VG HQ map for the moment, the Mace visit shouldn't entail much time or interaction.)

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

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

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good morning -- .... to the Vigilant Guardians en masse.&quot; ^^ &quot;What brings you all here this early?&quot; Someone doesn't look much worse for the partying last night.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Haloo!&quot; :D

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ve are here to pick up Flint!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;...&quot; Tom flinches in realization.

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Inquisitor Carthan? What for? I wasn't informed he was expecting the Guardians today.&quot;

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">I thought you -weren't- walking along, Ram?

TMG:<font color="#000000">Pay attention. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; Flint's probably asleep and hungover still..&quot; =w=;;;

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Unless I missed that you rejoined already.

TMG:<font color="#000000">In which case I need to pay attention.


 * RAM has no idea.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Use the scroll upon him then.&quot;


 * RAM assumed they were going here.

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( It's deliberately ambiguous. ))

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">...well, at any rate.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Freaking ambiguity. &gt;:E


 * Swallowtail attempts to hide the scroll a little better during the walk. &#171; &#160;1d20+12 = 11 + 12 = 23&#160;  &#187; Sleight of Hand, doo dee doo~

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We've actually got a bit of a meeting to go to regarding the raid with some Kellon officials...and we need Flint there, because he was on the raid with us.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">*_*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Spot: &#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 5 + 5 = 10&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; Listen: &#171;  &#160;1d20+5 = 5 + 5 = 10&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And before you ask, no, we don't have -exactly- an idea what this is about, only suspicions.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Not even gonna try.


 * Cadamon Gardner raises an eyebrow. &quot;Kellon officials?&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;The Leaden Mace wasn't contacted. Is there a problem?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;No problem.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Iz about de mission ve chust did.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We're...not sure, honestly.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;A letter in the mail requested that everyone in on the Crane farm raid be present today with their letter's seal in tow. It's from the treasury, but, it didn't say exactly what the business was about.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It's a little strange..&quot; He looks to Gnogglebolt. &quot;Perhaps show him the letter?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">okay, where is Miron, at the Mace or elsewhere?

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Which makes it all the more curious that we haven't recieved any word from any government agency, as it was a Leaden Mace operation as well.&quot; Cadamon frowns... then hears Thomas. &quot;The treasury?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Probably in the current scene.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt shrugs and holds out the letter for examination. &quot;As you can see, it specifies us the Vigilant Guardians and accomplices during the raid, not the Leaden Mace.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">The party is at the Mace as of moments ago.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ja.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;De treasury.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Iz about a big bronze disk ve found.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Eh. We best take Cadamon or someone along. This seems like an oversight on the side of the Treasury.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;My guess is they've got the idea it was our operation, because, well, we were the ones actually there in force.&quot;

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

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;... aha, I see. It was sent in the care of this Geoff J. Cumberland. A private appraiser your group hired, I imagine?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Yes.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;It might well be that it was misreported who was in charge of the operation.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;That would explain it. The chain of communication must have broken around the level of the appraiser.&quot; Cadamon nods to Miron.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;No, Miron, just Flint. Only those who were on the raid. I doubt we'll be allowed to bring anyone else. At any rate, could you please rouse Flint?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">*Gnogglebolt says to Cademon

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I doubt anyone'd object to official Mace presence.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyone in their right mind.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm inclined to agree with Inquisitor Steelsprocket. If nothing else, it would be only right to close the circle of communication again.&quot; ^^

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


 * Liatai scrambles to see if Cadamon's character sheet is up to date. *brick'd*

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Liatai has a sickness.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">And the cure is more stat rolls. /Walken

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Indeed.Furthering misconceptions of this sort isn't doing any favours to anyone, is it.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;At any rate. Cademon. Flint. Please?&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;In a moment, citizen.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt wrinkles his brow. That wasn't nice.


 * Thomas Lazarus folds his arms into his robe sleeves. =_=; &quot; Settle down, please . We'll already have three Inquisitors there anyways. We can all report. If this is about money, he atleast needs to be there to get another stake of the shares.

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

You whisper to TMG: Someone with Gnogglebolt's Cha score would realize that he just overstepped his boundaries. He's trying to order around an officer of the law. ^^;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">*wrinkles his brow at being called 'ctizen'

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">But you are a citizen. =3=;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Sadly...

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Not of Akellon, granted, but somewhere. :B

Gnogglebolt whispers: .....He said &quot;please&quot;. Does that count for nothing, or what? He's just impatient because, IC, cademon appears to be stalling for no reason.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Hey,we're official adventurers!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">We have a guild and everything!

Miron:<font color="#000000">As time goes, I'm more and more ashamed he's a member of my race. Ugh.

Gnogglebolt whispers: Neither he or I understand what's the problem with just going and waking the guy up and talking after. :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Those are still citizens.. it's not an insult.. =3=;;

You whisper to TMG: Gnogglebolt's tone comes off as very snappish and demanding. Cadamon hasn't been stalling; he's just doing as Lawful people do and trying to make sure due process has been followed. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Could someone help me out really quick?

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

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Need a 4th-level cleric spell to fill Cadamon's last slot with. :B

Gnogglebolt whispers: Well then that was just a toneless text miscommunication. Gnogglebolt simply wants wakey now, talk after. :B

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


 * Dr. Hatari BRICKS!

RAM:<font color="#990000">Deus ex Machina? :B

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">that's a good one

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Open slot for utility.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Or mass shield of faith.

VAE:<font color="#000000">also, Wrack


 * VAE brick'd

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">but seriously. Imagine Cadamon with Wrack

You whisper to TMG: All right, but just to let you know OOCly about tone, Cadamon was gently trying to remind Gnogglebolt that he was getting close to overstepping his boundaries. :3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It would be like Thomas with Slay Living. :B

Gnogglebolt whispers: Though, I do thank you for at least notifying me of all this.


 * Liatai rummages for the SC.

Gnogglebolt whispers: Definitely don't want to discourage it.


 * Dr. Hatari organizes statters anonymous intervention for Liatai. =3=

You whisper to TMG: No problem, I figured a communication issue was happening. x3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I don't have a problem! D| *brick'd*

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Though speaking of which, every spellcaster's chosen their daily spells, right?

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


 * Dr. Hatari has a 'typical combat loadout' picked for Thomas and saved on the current tangledweb page. http://www.thetangledweb.net/forums/profiler/view_char.php?cid=45623

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Be that as it may, inquisitor, if the Guardians hold no objection, I would like to accompany you, if only to ensure that there aren't any snags in the official paperwork.&quot; ^^

VAE:<font color="#000000">yah, fixe spells up

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;That's fine. Based on the wording of the letter, they may fuss, though. But we certainly won't turn you away, Lieutenant.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt shrugs again. &quot;As I said, fine by me...but mister Gardener, could you please go bring Flint here? It is, shall we say, rather uncomfortable standing here in the snow all day.&quot; -3-

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;It would be appreciated indeed, Lieutenant.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;... why are you outside? You could come in and warm up by the fire.&quot; ^^;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sister Kerena, please go rouse Inquisitor Carthan.&quot;

Ghostwish whispers: Why am I so sorely tempted to ask you to homebrew the dragon ally spells? XD

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">...blagh. Did everyone actually move their tokens inside? I thought we were just going to knock on the door &quot;hey flint, plz come with us&quot;, and go.

Short-Haired Junior Archivist:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes, sir.&quot;


 * Gnogglebolt switches to Mace map.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">...wait, no, everyone's still outside. Well then.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...because we didn't expect this to take very long, sir?&quot; ^^;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">Well, yes, but that's silly. ^^;


 * Dr. Hatari notes Flint, Frost, Cadamon, Tom, and Ashmore tokens.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;We're outside because we expected more expediency.&quot;


 * Dr. Hatari nods approvingly at Inquisitor ad-hoc high collars aesthetic. =3= Very cool. *bricked*

Smoke:<font color="#000000">A dog barrels down the stairs and out into the snow. X3 !

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Hey there boy~&quot; |D

Smoke:<font color="#000000">Woof! |D It's one of my favorite people! Smoke capers around in the snow near Tom, tail wagging.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Hello Smoke, Flint.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">The inquisitor has the brim of his hat pulled low, and sounds a little hoarse. &quot;Mornin'. What's going on?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Some Treasury vultures want to meet with us.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Guess what I got, guess what I got~&quot; He stoops and gets all distracted by Smoke.

Smoke:<font color="#000000">What, what :O

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Apparently there's a lot more bronze down there than we thought.&quot;


 * Thomas Lazarus whispers, &quot;It's bacon.&quot;

Smoke: <font color="#000000">:O

Smoke:'''<font color="#000000">BACON!!! '''<font color="#000000"> Smoke's tail becomes a blur, and he whines and raises a paw to beg.


 * Dr. Hatari couldn't resist. X3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Brb 1 shake

TMG:<font color="#000000">You evil dog-teaser! Going limbo right after taunting him with treats!

VAE:<font color="#000000">http://www.atheistmemebase.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/08/083-If-atheism-is-a-faith-650x487.jpg

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Treasury?&quot; Flint blinks down at Miron; at least the hat does a good job of blocking the snow.

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">Shazam!

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">Barbie uses Prestidigitation's ability to warm things to give everyone's wardrobe that fresh from the dryer warmth.

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">Despite dryers not being invented for a hundred an seventy years.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">I bet the Mazians have invented them.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yep. I dunno either. Maybe they want to claim it as their own.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">I bet they explode.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">That's a fool's bet. :B

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Odd though - it was our operation, and the Crane farm wasn't government property.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;It isn't.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;It's mine.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;And if they have business there, I would have them be done with it post haste.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;This endless speculation isn't really doing us any good, though. Now that we have everyone, shall we proceed?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">March march march.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Je, let us be off!&quot;


 * Cadamon Gardner pulls on a heavy black cloak. &quot;Yes, let's.&quot; ^^

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;My arse it is yours.&quot;'

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;It iz.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;He bought it.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Sszeyl whirls around, pulls the deed from his sleeve, and holds it before Miron's face.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">8|

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Wb.

Miron:<font color="#000000">*reads up*

VAE:<font color="#000000">Anyone mind pasting the contents?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Sszeyl apparently is quite partial to owning land.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;It's part dragon, and part amazement on my part.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Basically it's just true that Sszeyl bought Crane farm. Jeremiah (I think was his name) still lives there.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;In Ezzebek, you literally have to kill people to own land.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Jebediah, i think

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It was quite expensive actually.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;You.. bought the damn farm?&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Jeremiah Crane, yes.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;And the caves under it.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He bought the farm.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Literally.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">:B


 * Gnogglebolt flees pun-seeking bricks

GM:<font color="#000000">Speaking of which, everyone's token has been copied onto Crane Underground, though you may have to scroll a bit to find them.


 * Thomas Lazarus shrugs. &quot;Well, it's a good investment if nothing else.. so who are we to argue as long as the farmer agrees..?&quot; =w=;;;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Either way - the tunnels under it and their contents weren't span&gt;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Either way - the tunnels under it and their contents weren't. Crane's property. They belonged to the cultists, and became our property when we arrested them.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">somehow that fucked up

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Meanwhile, at the crime scene.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">Swallowtail moves to the back of the group as they approach. Technically I think I am still illegal alien. &gt;.&gt;; *brick'd*

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Provide proof that it was their property distinct from Crane's.&quot; Sszeyl puts the deed away and marches.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Easy enough, just interrogate those arrested.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">doot do, removin' tokens from old maps...

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Which is heresay, as they have no paperwork to prove the property was distinct.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus siiiighs. He doesn't even stick his foot into that one.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">As the party makes their way into the tunnels, Gnogglebolt takes the head of the group, with the letter in hand.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;And your land laws only cover the surface. No legislation accounts for underground property, aside from basements.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;You have no paperwork that proves it belonged to Mr. Crane either, and I bet that under a Zone of Truth spell, he'd affirm this.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">This group has no hope of being square. DX

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He approaches, waving to the guards.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">(sorry. &gt;.&gt; )

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;You made the claim that it was a property distinct of Crane's, you have the burden of proof.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;If it isn't regulated by land laws, then you can't take refuge in them, either.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Fine. We shall talk to Mr. Crane tomorrow, when i'll have a chance to prepare truth spells.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;And besides, the entrances to the caves -are- on his property, so by extension, the caves are as well.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Does it even matter? It's under his farm.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;We? Don't you leave tomorrow?&quot;

Aureate Knight 3:<font color="#000000">The guards move to block the entrance to the arena, crossing their polearms over the closed door.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;It does, since Sszeyl here is trying hard to wrench it all off for himself.: * Thomas Lazarus looks flatly. &quot; But no one else would want it.&quot; 

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hail, sirs. We are the Vigilant Guardians and accomplices on the original raid of this area. We have a letter.&quot; He holds it up.

* Cadamon Gardner displays his badge as Gnogglebolt waves the letter, and the guards nod to him before turning to Gnogglebolt.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Crane Farm underground.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Crane Underground

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... okay I'm sorry this is bothering me. XD Two shakes.

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Usually if you purchase the land, you purchase what's directly underneath it. Otherwise people wouldn't bother buying up property before they go mining.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">...move gamal and miron under smoke?

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">...or that. :B

* Dr. Hatari bobbles.

* Liatai OCD's. :B *brick'd*

* Liatai is bobbled.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Gamal has a point. That's how it works in Mazio.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is it any different here?&quot; Gnogglebolt says over his shoulder.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Except now unless you pput Gnoggle in front of Ed, it's still asyemmetrical.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt and Cademon are deliberately ahead of everyone else, that's on purpose.

Aureate Knight 3:<font color="#000000">&quot;When you're done debating property law, hand over your papers.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Land under it, perhaps, but not contents that have other claimants.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus holds a fist before his mouth and clears his throat.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt hands over the letter.

Miron:<font color="#000000">*salutes* &quot;Inquisitor Steelsprocket at your service* *badge show*

Guard 3:<font color="#000000">The guards look it over, then nod, uncrossing their spears. &quot;You may pass. You're expected.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thank you.&quot; And everyone marches forward, dm-move? :B

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Heavens forbit we disrupt ''the shape. :B''

VAE:<font color="#000000">Forbit/

* Liatai throws a fish. XP &quot;You can disrupt the shape in a bit!&quot;

* VAE imagines the heavens biting

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">I share Lia's love for neatness, actually. ^^;

TMG:<font color="#000000">....hey, half the group just vanished...

TMG:<font color="#000000">where'd they go? o.o

GM:<font color="#000000">The door is pushed open, and in the center of the arena, surrounded by guards... you can see a massive pile of bronze tiles and treasure. And I do mean massive. The tiles are stacked higher than Thomas' head on palets, gleaming in the light of the everburning --

GM:<font color="#000000">HEY GET BACK HERE. XP

TMG:<font color="#000000">....hatari are you -trying- to incur DM wrath! XD

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

GM:<font color="#000000">I WASN'T DONE WITH DESCRIPTIONS. XP

* TMG reminds DM of movelock. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">SUFFER UNDER MY ASYMETRY :O

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">YOU JUST WANT TO MAINTAIN THE SHAPE &gt;:O *bricked*

GM:<font color="#000000">ASYMETRYYYYYYY &gt;:O

GM:<font color="#000000">ANYWAY. XP

GM:<font color="#000000">The door is pushed open, and in the center of the arena, surrounded by guards... you can see a massive pile of bronze tiles and treasure. And I do mean massive. The tiles are stacked higher than Thomas' head on palets, gleaming in the light of the everburning torches strategically placed about the room.

GM:<font color="#000000">NOW you may disrupt the shape. XP

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt whistles. &quot;Converted it all to bullion already? Someone's been busy.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">83

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;So many knights for metal.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Shiiiinneeeeeey...&quot;

Geoff J. Cumberland:<font color="#000000">Now, who exactly hired the appraiser?

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Gnoggle.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt approaches the bronze stacks in awe. That...is indeed a lot.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">...I guess Gnogglebolt would have, if no one else jumped for it? :B

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc0066">(( No one else knows appraisers. ))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Hehehe~, tokens, tokens

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc0066">(( Or wouldn't be set on fire. ))

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;No wonder the royal treasurer wanted to see us. &quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I mean. &gt;.&gt;

Geoff J. Cumberland:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Mr. Sparkgear, a pleasure to see you again --&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot; Had no idea there was this much...this could feed the forges of Mazio for years...&quot;

Human Official:<font color="#000000">&quot;Please do not touch the bronze, sir.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hello again, sir.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;When the fuck did you lot melt the thing?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus blinks a few times.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Shankfang, better do as they ask. Back up. ^^; &quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Human Official is handsome~

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

Geoff J. Cumberland:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's not melted -- we just carved it up into tiles for easier transport.&quot;

Half-Elven Agent:<font color="#000000">&quot;The Vigilant Guardians and company, I presume.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Quite.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;You are correct, sir.&quot; (wait is it a sir. Dx )

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; I guess it had more depth than I realized.&quot; o_o;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Ma'am? Thing? :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt says whatever is appropriate. -3-

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">It's an elf. You are canonically baffled. *bricked*

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;First of all, the LEaden Mace which have been overseeing the operation.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Although I don't even think that's an androgynous token. That's just a woman. :B ))

Half-Elven Agent:<font color="#000000">&quot;A pleasure to meet you. My name is Lafariafel Nothasca. My fellow agent and husband, Cedric Nothasca,&quot; she says, nodding back to the other fellow in black. &quot;We are agents of the Royal Treasury of the Kingdom of Akellon.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Lieutenant Gardner here will surely rectify the misunderstanding.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So you are. Gnogglebolt Sparkgear. A pleasure to meet you, though given the circumstances, I imagine we have quite a bit of business to get to...&quot;

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&quot;Will your group step closer so we may talk without shouting across the arena?&quot; A ghost of a smirk crosses the woman's face.

Miron:<font color="#000000">*whisper to Flint* &quot;Black dress fits them. Vultures&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">aren't you supposed to be lawful

* Thomas Lazarus approaches.

Miron:<font color="#000000">I am lawful. Doesn't mean I personally like everyone on our side.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Bureaucracy doesn't get more lawful than this.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Lawful was just the best system fit. His actual alignment is Caustic argumentative. *bricked*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">and you -liked- Braxton.

Miron:<font color="#000000">Braxton is *different*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">...Yeah. Braxton woudl have taken it and only left a recipt behind. :P

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&quot;The reports do little justice to the sheer... presence of your group.&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">There, the city council actually aids us, and maintains order. Here they throw logs under our feet, and then ...

TMG:<font color="#000000">My apologies, getting out of character here. ^^;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes, the nature of the raid did require the full force of our organization.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">We're reaching our quota on in-but-not-canon character arguments here. &gt;.&gt;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Besides, I got a bit of history with Castleton's branch of treasury

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And even then it was almost not enough.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;My apologies, ma'am. Cadamon Gardner, Lieutenant Commander of the Castleton Leaden Mace.&quot; Cadamon gives a shallow bow and a smile. &quot;I am only here to ensure there was no breakdown in communication between the Leaden Mace and the Crown. Three of our inquisitors assisted with the raid.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Demons and ur-priests and all that.&quot;

* Lafariafel Nothasca looks back at the appraiser, who shrinks back a little.

Geoff J. Cumberland:<font color="#000000">&quot;I -- wasn't told this was a Leaden Mace operation, sirs, ma'am.&quot; ^^;;;

* Thomas Lazarus folds his hands into his robe sleeves and looks over the mountains of lewt.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm intrigued Who informed you otherwise?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus knits his brow and sighs quietly.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Respectfully,&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<i><font color="#000000">Hmm. Maybe it was a good thing to bring Cademon along.

</i>Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'm tired of that argument. May I ask why we were summoned?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<i><font color="#000000">Still not completely certain of what's going on here, but I've got a sinking feeling...

</i>Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&quot;No matter... the clarification is appreciated, Lieutenant Commander. We will sort it out and ensure that the Mace is paid its due diligence.&quot;

* Cadamon Gardner nods and steps back.

Miron:<font color="#000000">*frowns*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, it's quite simple, Thomas.&quot; Gnogglebolt says. He gestures to the piles, for eeveryone's benefit. &quot;That's a lot of bronze.&quot; He indulges in a little deadpan.

* Lafariafel Nothasca smirks. &quot;Indeed. Care to hazard a guess at how much it is worth?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Economics. and taxes.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Too much for the crown to ignore.&quot;

Sszeyl whispers: Well?

Sszeyl whispers: Care to guess?

VAE:<font color="#000000">Would Engineering knwledge be a good roll to guess/

* Thomas Lazarus swivels his head to the plates.

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&quot;Don't bother counting the pile of miscellany in the back. We will attend to that shortly.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Sszeyl eyes the bronze.

VAE:<font color="#000000">it won't give an accurate number, but I suspect a ballpark

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Considering whose church forged the effigy in the first place..&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I might've guessed back when I thought it was bronze-plated stone.&quot; (and I used to have a +18 mod to appriase once upon a time before that skill was houserulled out. :B )

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..An 'insane' amount.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 16 + 5 = 21&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; arch + eng, for the record. Maybe it'll be a 1

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But guessing now...&quot; Let's say Gnogglebolt does indeed know the value of his metals, and gives a reasonable ballpark estimate.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Which is, to all assembled, a very high number.

You whisper to Meany: Let me use your eyes.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Sszeyl's eyes turn pink.

You whisper to Meany: '''... sweet Tiamat's talons.'''

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Please hold.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Is he having one of those If You Believe In Magic sequences? &gt;.&gt; *bricked*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">No I think the dragon's about to explode out ohsit-

You whisper to Meany: Get closer.

GM:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl's seal flares with light briefly.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Sszeyl steps a bit closer, examining the bronze visually.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Just consulting an expert.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I think there are far safer experts to consult.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt gives a cautious eye to Sszeyl before turning back to the agent.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ones that don't force me to subdue you with curses.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;But much less accurate. Plus it breeds good will with him.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So. What, precicely, does the Crown intend to do since you are involved here?&quot;

You whisper to Meany: '''Cheap-quality. Hardly uniform. But the sheer volume... one hundred twenty thousand gold pieces, give or take a few thousand.'''

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Why would you want to breed good will with a monster?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Let's just cut to the nitty-gritty.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;One hundred and twenty thousand gold pieces, give or take a few thousand.&quot;

* Lafariafel Nothasca is watching the exchange in the background with a passive expression.

Miron:<font color="#000000">*gulp*

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;He says the bronze is of 'cheap quality.'&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt does not look behind him at the conversations going on. He completely ignores them.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's a fuckton.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's a good amount...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">...But then waves a hand, attempting to get the agent's attention. &quot;Pay them no heed. We're adventurers. Weird stuff happens to us all the time.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Magic curses, residual powers, things like that, no matter. Shall we do business?&quot;

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&quot;Whoever 'he' is, he is correct.&quot; The agent ignores the waving gnome.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Even split amoung all of us.. that's a fairly large amount of money..&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Um, Gnogglebolt already gave an estimate.

* Flint Carthan whistles.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Which -should- have been whatever Sszeyl said.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">So there's some redundancy here. :B

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&quot;You are a group well-acquainted with their metals, it seems.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I am. Worked with them my whole life.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Jewish school - everyone's talking across each other

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( :B ))

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;We are, but that's beside the point.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Why is it our presence is required, and your presence came about?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Actually. how much we get I think depends more on how much these fine servents of the crown see fit to leave us. Which would be the point of this meeting, correct?&quot;

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

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

* TMG runs to get a snack.

VAE:<font color="#000000">THEN WHO WAS PHONE?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">PETSITTING CLIENT WAS PHONE. :B

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I wonder on what grounds can they even claim any.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 6 + 9 = 15&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; knowledge local. I'm an inquisitor, I should know the law, dammit

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&quot;In a sense, son of the desert. Where would you presume to find a buyer for such a quantity of metal? All of the metalworkers in Lorellon could scarcely scrape together enough money to purchase it all in one lump sum, and the value of bronze would quickly plummet due to oversupply, leaving you with far less than its actual value.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I've met the king personally. Well, once. When I was really little. And we didn't say very much. But still, I don't care if he has the bronze. =3=

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&quot;The crown would like to purchase this bronze from your group.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Now that's interesting an offer.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;What would the crown gain from it,though?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;A very good point, miss. So, what are you proposing?&quot; - &quot;Ah. I see.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Obviously. It's the best deal for everyone involved.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;A big staple in the treasury, brother.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Eh.They could wait for it to devalue, then buy it off the market.&quot;

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, as you said, inquisitor, we could just claim it by law if that is what you would prefer...&quot; |3 &quot;In addition, bronze has multiple uses. As I am sure a group so storied in metals is aware.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, this does sound like quite the favorable arrangement, miss. And indeed, bronze has many uses.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Indeed, that's another possibility. Well played.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So. Precicely a what arrangement and rate would this bulk of bronze be purchased royally?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">*at what

* Liatai maths. =w=;

* Gnogglebolt haggles!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">It better be bronze math and not more character math &gt;:O *bricked*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">|3

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&quot;That would depend. How many shares is this purchase to be divided into?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good question. One moment.

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( The original loot was split thirteen ways. ))

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt turns around and does a headcount of everyone sans animals and Cademon.

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Yes that is ridiculous but that's how we roll. ))

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He turns back. &quot;Thirteen. An auspicious number, but there you have it.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">9k for everyone is very decent

* You roll to yourself: 120000/9 =&gt; 120000 / 9 = 13333.33333333333333333333333333333* You roll to yourself: 13333/3 =&gt; 13333 / 3 = 4444.333333333333333333333333333333Liatai:<font color="#000000">... is 13,333 a prime number, or can it be divided? ^^;;;

* You roll to yourself: 13333/9 =&gt; 13333 / 9 = 1481.444444444444444444444444444444TMG:<font color="#000000">...ah do not know. &gt;:E Perhaps there's an online 'prime number calculator'. *googles*

VAE:<font color="#000000">does it matter?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Heck with it I'm rounding. :B *brick'd*

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">When that happens, just remember we break it at CPs and someone gets shorted a copper.

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

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">be sane, people. Be sane

* You roll to yourself: 13330/5 =&gt; 13330 / 5 = 2666* You roll to yourself: 2666*5*13 =&gt; 2666 * 5 * 13 = 173290TMG:<font color="#000000">Yeah, rounding is the right idea. Besides, large purchases would only be done in nice round numbers at all, no one buys bulk at strange numbers

* You roll to yourself: 2666*5 =&gt; 2666 * 5 = 13330Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Except AI nations. :B *listening to Reaper's theme*

* You roll to yourself: 13330*13 =&gt; 13330 * 13 = 173290Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NH6T40aw-Hc

TMG:<font color="#000000">Except AIs, indeed. And droids in Star Wars. :B

* TMG has a book where a droid committed treason for a -very- exact number of credits)

* You roll to yourself: 13300/5 =&gt; 13300 / 5 = 2660VAE:<font color="#000000">XD

* You roll to yourself: 2660*13 =&gt; 2660 * 13 = 34580Liatai:<font color="#000000">... my math isn't working. &gt;:/ What the heck.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;120000/13 = 120000 / 13 = 9230.769230769230769230769230769231&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">MATH.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">YOU GET BACK HERE AND WORK.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... well that explains it. My initial division problem was off. XD

VAE:<font color="#000000">the treasury keeps the 0.77 gp as tax

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;9230/5 = 9230 / 5 = 1846&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Look. The crown shorts us by like 13 gold. Life goes on. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">heck, it's probably well within their perogative to short us to an even 9,000 each. :B

* You roll to yourself: 9230/4 =&gt; 9230 / 4 = 2307.5TMG:<font color="#000000">-maybe- 9,200.

* You roll to yourself: 9230/3 =&gt; 9230 / 3 = 3076.666666666666666666666666666667* You roll to yourself: 9230/2 =&gt; 9230 / 2 = 4615* Gamal-Junayd looks at the division by 5. 20%? that sounds more like a tax the crown would take

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, let's see. Cedric?&quot;

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">13333 is not prime. It is divisible by 67.

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

* Dr. Hatari saves session log as Nerd Urges. *bricked*

Cedric Nothasca:<font color="#000000">The man in the back looks over the bronze for a while, doing mental calculations. &quot;... One thousand, eight hundred forty six gold pieces for each discoverer per year for the next five years is doable.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">nicely enough, its digit sum is 13

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well, there you have it. Is that acceptable by your terms?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Alarm bells go off in Gnogglebolt's head. ''Uh-oh. A payment plan. That's never good news.''

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;That's fine.&quot; He agrees without hesitation.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt glances sideways at Tom, looks forward again, puts on a smile and says &quot;...Yes, that's acceptable.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;That sounds good. What happens in the case that one of us should die?&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">The payment is transferred to a charity you would never support in life.

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&quot;And not be resurrected?&quot; The agent offers a faint smirk.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Goblin Sufferagists.

* Thomas Lazarus considers the significance of 5 years to an adventurer. Good point.

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;There are cases that can prevent reserection.&quot;

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&quot;You would be surprised as to how many officials try to fraud the treasury by dying, being resurrected, and then claiming their own life insurance.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I am not liking this extended payment.. absurd coming from me, I know, but.. I have pressing matters that could use the money now.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Stranger things have happened than mankind failing to usurp Lord death.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'd favour execution as a punishment in such a case.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;They can collect afterwards, of course.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">BRB, heating up tea. x3

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Thinking in the short term? How human, Tathi.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*smirks*

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyways, there's the other problem - the value of our currency changes, doesn't it?&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">:B

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Okay, going way too far into nitpicking for my tastes, Miron.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">actually.. when I think of it.. no, it doesn't.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ehh... my father traded sglass This isn't the first time I hear a plan like this.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">That's the beauty of minted coins. They're gold standard.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">we're in D&amp;D there's never inflation even when adventurers get a couple million gold out of a dragon hoard and dump it all in one town. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Their value is more static than paper, which is why it was a good currency.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">The concept of currency changing value didn't come about until printed currency. Gold is gold, and there's nothing to challange it's value in a medieval society.

VAE:<font color="#000000">Except more gold

VAE:<font color="#000000">and magic

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">There was self-imposed scarcity since you can't just whimsically make more gold coins.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">And if you did, it meant you had more real wealth.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Not fake Zimbabwe wealth on paper that didn't exist.

VAE:<font color="#000000">And Miron, in the way he's thinking now, is trying to make sure of everything. Even if for nothing, just to see what they respond

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">'More gold'. Inflation doesn't exist until adventurers get involved. Economies of such societies aren't robust enough to cause such heavy swinging in the economic circles.

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So! I also presume we're going to get this arrangement in writing?&quot; Gnogglebolt flashes another smile.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;You have something to furnish for us now signifying the agreement today, yes?&quot; He says. Gotta make sure the i's and t's are dotted and crossed, as it were.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..In any case, it's more than any of us expected to see. Zero, incidentally. I barely even noticed the thing when we were spellfighting over the arena.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt surreptitiously sideways-kicks Thomas's leg, his face still looking forward and a smile still plastered on it.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... the DM just got back, hold on for a bit. XD

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Ultimately, I guess I'll have to accept it. Can't exactly strong-arm an entire nation out of its payment plan.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Also accepted. :B&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Not-entrepreneurial Thomas is kicked. He remains clueless. &quot;=3= ?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's suspicious though. I'd guess the nation would have enough liquidity to pay us off straight.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Accepted.&quot; The cats chorus.

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;You

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;You'd think wrong. |3&quot;

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&quot;The nation has more purchases to make than this one, inquisitor. However, your mention of deaths in the adventuring trade is a valid one.&quot;

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&quot;Have you a proposal in mind?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">120,000gp at once is not an insignificant drain from the coffers of a nation. There could be immediate effects on their budget if we did that. Keep in mind how much a citizen earns in tax, and how small the global population is right now.

VAE:<font color="#000000">as an aside. I'm expecting a particular individual from the treasury screwed Miron over hard, not necessarily over official business, even

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">120,000gp is a million dollars in modern day value, in the mideval period. ^^;

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">Millionaires are a big deal here.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm. Well, regarding an unforseen, irreversible death that is confirmed and cooroborated, how aboutr the remaining payments being redistributed over the survivors?&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Put that in writing on our contract as well?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Perhaps allow us to designate a heir. Should we be reported dead, they recieve it. Should we be ressurected, we have the responsibility of recovering any payments from the heir it was payed to, no penelties to the crown, but any future payments return to us.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;The payment, along with the rest of the property should be part of the individual's inheritance.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ah, and also a proviso for naming an heir, yes.&quot;

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&quot;That is the typical arrangement, son of the desert, and certainly applicable here.&quot;

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is this the arrangement you wish?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus looks to the bronze again, frowning.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's acceptable with me.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;As far as I'm concerned, yes.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Agreed.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... The arrangement is fine.&quot; He speaks frankly, and clearly distracted.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Certainly. Shall we scribe, sign, and seal, then?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Nod.

Cedric Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll prepare the paperwork.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;But please be careful with that bronze.&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And...on the next order of business, I presume, that pile of odds and ends behind the bronze?&quot;

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&quot;Splendid. There is one other bit of business we need to attend to... if you would kindly follow me north?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It was an effigy to the Many, in his own ordained temple, smeared with the blood of the innocent, and surrounded by fiends. It would not be overly superstitious of me to warn that it 'might' be 'bad luck'.&quot;

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">The agent offers that faint smile again, and gestures around to the guards. &quot;You will see the emblems of the Aureate Palm surrounding you, inquisitor, for just that reason.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot; We paid for the sanctifying of this whole place already, Tom, including the disc.

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

* Thomas Lazarus seems unmoved. He simply walks along with a sober face.

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;And?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Ghosts and other monsters can remain.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;One can never be too careful, indeed.&quot;

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">The pile contains... 2700 gp, Azurite (7 gp), Black Star Sapphire (1100 gp), Chrysoberyl (70 gp), Chrysoprase (60 gp), Citrine (40 gp), Golden Yellow Topaz (600 gp), Jet (70 gp), Moonstone (40 gp), Moss Agate (7 gp), Moss Agate (10 gp), Rock Crystal (70 gp), Smoky Quartz (70 gp), Star Rose Quartz (30 gp), Star Rose Quartz (40 gp), White Opal (1000 gp), Arcane Scroll (Mount (25 gp), Bull's Strength (150 gp), Fog Cloud (150 gp)) (total 325 gp), Feather Token (tree) (400 gp), Phylactery of Faithfulness (1000 gp), 2 x Potion of Cure Moderate Wounds (300 gp), Potion of Eagle's Splendor (300 gp), Potion of Pass without Trace (50 gp)

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">The Dr. Hatari emblem in the lower right-hand corner of your screen spins while the loot saves... *bricked*

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&quot;While clearing the premises, this treasure was found, as I am sure you know. Several of your members assisted in its recovery, in addition to cleaning the property of monsters, if I recall.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Saving. Please do not turn off your Dr. Hatari.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">:B

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Quite.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Indeed. We actually specifically wanted to be sure any remains weren't missed.&quot;

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&quot;Naturally, the gold is to be split among the Vigilant Guardians and associates, and the Aureate Palm, as well as the value of the gems. However, the enchanted items are a different story.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Why so?&quot;

Tokens dropped onto map 'Crane Farm Underground'Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Look, Tathi, a scroll of mount.&quot; Aelian: &quot;OH SHE ALREADY KNOWS THAT ONE.&quot; *BLAST*

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">ALL OF MY HATE.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Incidentally, Mount is an awesome spell now that you're CL 9+. Check it out.

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&quot;As adventurers, I am certain you are aware of their value in a combat situation. Our troops are, sadly, often under-equipped with magical items due to the adventurer market being... typically more lucrative.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">No wait. False alarm. :9

* Dr. Hatari was thinking of some other spell.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Hmm. Go on.&quot; Gnogglebolt says, rubbing his chin.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Right... but so are the Leaden Mace's own.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus simply nods.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Miron: Lawful only when he feels like it. XP

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Come to think of it, a magic sword costs as much as a small home. Or several great cars. o_o;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Like I said

Dr. Hatari:<i><font color="#FF0000">Artificer economy!!

</i>VAE:<font color="#000000">He's perhaps not quite rightfully suspicious of this lot

VAE:<font color="#000000">The fact that they left out the Mace as being in charge, and didn't explain who was the one responsible for the misinformation wasn't a good start, either

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">I believe the leaden mace is just a little lower on the rung of authority than, say, a power of the crown.

VAE:<font color="#000000">They tend to be. No saying they love it being so :3

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&quot;The crown would like to propose an offer. We will pay you half of the market value of the items; the other half of the items' value will be counted as a charitable donation to our brave men and women on the field of battle. As an adventuring company, and as members of the Leaden Mace, no doubt you are not unaware of the value of having such a donation be widely known. A reputation for charity and support of the crown can be more valuable than gold in your business... especially, as I understand it, with certain projects members of your group are participating in.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Agreed.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm.&quot; Gnogglebolt looks down at the pile. &quot;Actually.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I find that acceptable.&quot;

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

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi nods. &quot;I agree.&quot;

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

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Aelian nods too. &quot;As do I.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'd be inclined to just gift them completely. We certainly could let this--to us, at least--relatively small wealth go.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus looks aside to Miron. &quot;Tathi and Gnogglebolt are both organizing large projects, brother. It's not a secret.&quot;

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">'We are not unaware of the SEEDS project, nor of the New Kemmer movement, nor of the purchase of large amounts of Underdark property near Castleton.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Especially in light of our larger windfall.&quot; Gnogglebolt gestures to the gold piles.

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&quot;And, of course, the Leaden Mace itself.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">*nods* &quot;Seems like a fair deal, then.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi smirks.. &quot;This will be especially nice to rub in the face of those naysayers..&quot; She says quietly to herself.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Actually..a donation of it all wouldn't be that bad...especially if we could gain official approval of hte guardians by the crown in return...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So, what do the rest of you think? Shall we simply just let the desired items go, completely gifted? Or do you all insist on at least the half-price recompense?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus looks back to the official. &quot;It's an acceptable arrangement.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;...&quot; He glances to Gnogglebolt, then the agent.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Gnogglebolt, have you cleaned your ears recently? Most of us have already agreed..&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Eh. I abstain from this decision in favour of Cadamon.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;How much was recovered.. give or take?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Count his vote for two.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Er, Ghost, as far as I can tell, everyone agreed to the agent's proposal. :B

Ghostwish:<i><font color="#9933FF">Then why is gnogglebolt asking!?!?

</i>TMG:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt's own was just made now.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;300+50+325+400+1000+600 = 300 + 50 + 325 + 400 + 1000 + 600 = 2675&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Read again, please.

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

Cedric Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&quot;The value of the magic items comes to two thousand, six hundred seventy five gold pieces.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Mmm, no. SEEDS still requires funding. I can only afford to be so charitable.&quot;

Cedric Nothasca:<font color="#000000">Write write write.

* Thomas Lazarus raises a brow.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Is that all? Odd.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Well..&quot; He looks to Tathi. &quot;Then we can donate by shares.&quot;

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

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Eh. Erythnul cultists don't tend to be smart, or rich.&quot;

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">We got a major storm here.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">uhoh. o.o

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

* Thomas Lazarus waves a glove. &quot;I'll be glad to donate my portion. It's fine.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Lia, ghost, quickly save campaign file\

* Lafariafel Nothasca picks up a potion of Cure Moderate Wounds and holds it to the light. &quot;Perhaps, by adventuring standards. But this bottle alone could save the life of a soldier.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd: <font color="#0">(( yep, I think it's actually calming where I am now. I had a lightning strike earlier that sounded right over me ))

* Thomas Lazarus nods. &quot;That it could..&quot; He takes a moment to look to Shankfang. Hard.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;That it could.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">... Who is probably napping ... :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... come to think of it, RAM, are you asleep?

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I am fine with you taking my full share of this pile as a donation to the crown.&quot; he looks at tathi &quot;Good will can often be worth far more than gold&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt nods to the agent. &quot;Indeed. Well...if Tathi here insists on n her share, at least...then divide the total price of the items by half, then by thirteen to see how much she should be compensated. I, for one, along with Thomas, donate my share of these items entirely.&quot;

* RAM is trying. ^^;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Go ahead and take it. As you say, it's just not worth as much to us as it is to you.&quot;

Cedric Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;2675/13 = 2675 / 13 = 205.7692307692307692307692307692308&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

* Dr. Hatari pats.

* RAM missed his nap, and has been a long week.

Cedric Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&quot;Two hundred and six gold pieces would be a a full share; one hundred and three gold pieces were you to donate half.&quot;

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">My husband, the calculator. Thank you, honey.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Hrm.. I suppose so. It's two houses for elves, but maybe we'll see how the charity pays off.&quot; She says, and nods. &quot;Allright, I'll donate my full share.&quot;

Cedric Nothasca:<font color="#000000">Think nothing of it, dear. *write write write*

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">This whole exercise has just been a big demonstration of how grotesquely rich our whole organization is. XP

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">yes. Which is why i thought the country is richer

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">I am funding a fucking fledgling -nation-. XD

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">The Guardians as a corporation has a net worth and economic power greater than a small country. Literally.

VAE:<font color="#000000">We're Enron

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">I will tactfully disregard your mention of an insurgency and revolution. ^^

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hmm. To expedite this, &quot; Gnogglebolt turns to the rest of the party. &quot;Is there anyone here who actually insists on taking at least half-pay of a share for these items? Show of hands.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">What does Cadamon say, actually?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">I don't presume anyone actually raises their hands, do they?

VAE:<font color="#000000">Miron sort of relegated it to him

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">Cadamon is here as a passive observer. What did Miron relegate?

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">Miron: &quot;Eh. I abstain from this decision in favour of Cadamon.&quot;

* Edaric certainly doesn't raise his hand.

VAE:<font color="#000000">when she asked about the whole sale

* Swallowtail doesn't want to draw any attention to herself. So no hands raised. &gt;.&gt;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Well then, Cademon-limbo notwithstanding... Gnogglebolt turns back to the agent. &quot;Well, there you have it. We gift the enchanted items here entirely to you to dispense as you will, free of cost. We'll only be taking our shares of the actual gems and coin.&quot;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Take it all, I say.&quot; Flint nods resolutely.

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Tom: &quot;Hey Swallowtail will you be giving your portion to the Amayan government?&quot; |D Swallowtail: *drug away by guards by her arms* &quot;TOOOOOMAAAAAAS &gt;:O&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Yes, do take it.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;And how soon will I get the use of my caves back? I do have pressing business here.&quot;

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&quot;Once the bronze is removed from the caves, the guards will be withdrawn.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; Good thing we didn't happen to have a you-know-who with us on this raid. Terri would be in tears seeing this go..&quot; ^^;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;If it were my decision to make... especially in light of the sum of the items, all told... I would be in favor of donating the full share to the crown, of course. We of the Mace have our own magi who are skilled in itemcraft.&quot; ^^

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is your lieutenant commander's ruling acceptable, inquisitor?&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Such fancy agent outfits.. maybe I should oh my god Marius works here.

* Dr. Hatari zooms in on loot pile.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">.......... Is that a chicken sitting on top? :B

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">I think so

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">maybe a sea chell?

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">DIBS ON THE CHICKEN. :3

* Liatai zooms in.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">They're only worth one copper.. =3=; *bricked*

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... it looks like a leg of ham to me. :B

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">But that's also out of place. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Krusk must have put that there. I mean really.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Well, that image file was labeled &quot;weird&quot; under the Treasure file... :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">ANYWHO 8B

* VAE mrow

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Hmm.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So. Any other business to be addressed, or barring the paperwork, will that be all?&quot;

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thank you, then... and your nation thanks you. This will not be forgotten, nor go unrepaid.&quot; The agent smiles pleasantly. &quot;All that remains is to ensure that the paperwork is in order to make sure that everything goes to its proper owners...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;How long will it take you to remove the bronze, then? And may I still use the caves not holding bronze?&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">&quot;Finally,&quot; a voice echoes in the minds of every member of the group except Shankfang, Swallowtail, and Cadamon... before the door to the north flies open, and a bloodied man in armor rushes in, gasping for breath.

Knight 2:<font color="#000000">&quot;DEMONS!&quot; he cries frantically. &quot;TO ARMS --&quot; and then a dull gray stream of light pierces his shoulder. &#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 13 + 4 = 17&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sszeyl, you can wait a day or tw--?!&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus spins around. &quot;?!&quot;

* Gamal-Junayd draws his blades

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt's immediately reaching for his weapons. I KNEW i should have made a banisher grenade yesterday!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tiamat's three arses! What the fuck?&quot;

Knight 2:<font color="#000000">Before he can say another word, in a flash of light, his form flashes from flesh into dull, cold, lifeless stone.

* RAM blinks.

Gnogglebolt:<i><font color="#000000">...Oh no not again.

</i>Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Seems were going to earn our keep. If your not a combatant, to the center, it'll be safer for us to protect you there!&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">You good to play or not? Be honest. :B

RAM:<font color="#990000">For now, at least, I feel good.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Sszeyl's eyes just bleed to red. No expression change. No body language shift. Just red.

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

Sszeyl:<b><font color="#CC0066">&quot;Murderin' time again.&quot;

</b>Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">So. Uh. Are we rolling init, DM?

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi whirls around, immediately going for her spell component pouch. &quot;What in the woods..&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Besides, demons. Pistol draw~

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">(this is NOT a call for everyone to suddenly start rolling)

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hoy!&quot;

Dretch 1:<font color="#000000">Eight lumbering forms appear out of the darkness beyond the door, maws dripping with blood and drool, followed by a spindly blue vulture-like humanoid, and a large insectile creature beyond it can be detected by the glint in its ruby-red eyes.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">(like what -usually- happens when somene asks it questioningly)

Spindly Vulture:<font color="#000000">&quot;I will make this simple,&quot; the vulture announces straight into the minds of all present as weapons are drawn. &quot;You have something that belongs to our master, and we'll be taking it back.&quot; Initiative time!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Time to do what we do best, Guardians!&quot; Gnogglebolt yells as he draws his bombchucker. &quot;Vel karsh!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 6 + 2 = 8&#160; <font color="#CC0066">&#187; Dex check!

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Init: &#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 4 + 1 = 5&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 12 + 2 = 14&#160; <font color="#CC0066">&#187; Dex check!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom's expression snaps into a wrathful glare. His hand clamps down on the handle of his holy blade. Initiative. &#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 20 + 1 = 21&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">(Initiative Roll : &#171; &#160;1d20+7 = 6 + 7 = 13&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;)&quot;Only thing your master will be seeing is your bodies sent back in small packages.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Oh ja? Kome und take it!&quot; &#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 8 + 5 = 13&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; Initiative!

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+floor((dexterity-10)/2) = 7 + floor((17 - 10) / 2) = 10&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; initiative!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Your master will get skeleton's balls and a spider's cunt.&quot; &#171; &#160;1d20+0 = 7 + 0 = 7&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; initiative

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">See, it wasn't wanton statting. &#171; &#160;1d20+0 = 11 + 0 = 11&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 20 + 5 = 25&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; initiative!

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">Tathi.

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">You know what would be good?

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">Fireballs.

TMG:<font color="#000000">they're denizens of hell. We need a different element. :B

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">know what'd be better? dismissal

GM:<font color="#000000">Now then, does anyone want an NPC?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Banisher grenaaades. ;~;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">...Waitaminute...

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Actually they're not denizens of hell. Your demonslayer will make canon proclamations when his turn comes.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Force damage time~

TMG:<font color="#000000">heck, I'll take Ed.

GM:<font color="#000000">Edaric, Swallowtail, Cadamon, and Flint are up for grabs.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 7 + 2 = 9&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 19 + 9 = 28&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 20 + 3 = 23&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Cad's a Cleric, si?

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">If so, I can bot him. :v

Guard 1:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 16 + 2 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Knight 3:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 1 + 1 = 2&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Aureate Knight 2:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 10 + 1 = 11&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Baby and Sszeyl still need init set.

Dretch 1:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+0 = 18 + 0 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

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

Spindly Vulture:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 5 + 2 = 7&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Gigantic Metallic Arachnid:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 19 + 3 = 22&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Anyway, only reason I didn't make a Banisher earlier was because I wanted to mod it to have a higher save DC and thus needed to chat wiff Dm about that, but now, I'm just making a replica of the old one.

* Thomas Lazarus has no time for 'I told you so's. He doesn't even look back at the agents. He's wholly focused on what's about to go down.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Also, I'll take Swallowtail if that's cool.

* Dr. Hatari still has her info.

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">For what it's worth, the agents didn't miss a beat, this one drawing a crossbow and the other readying a spell.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Keep them bunched!&quot; Gnogglebolt shouts.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">go figure we kick this off right as I need to start supper and feed doug. XD

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Keep 'em bunched, you say?&quot; Flint grins, levelling a hand downrange. &quot;Coming right up.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Meany - http://www.thetangledweb.net/forums/profiler/view_char.php?cid=52258

GM:<font color="#000000">Tech, if you need it - http://www.thetangledweb.net/forums/profiler/view_char.php?cid=52139

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">A field of thin writhing chains springs up beyond the doorway with a gesture and a shouted incantation.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">No have ownership.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Also brb.

Spindly Vulture:<font color="#000000">YOU SON OF A BITCH. &#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 15 + 9 = 24&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Gigantic Metallic Arachnid:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 15 + 6 = 21&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Dretch 3:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 2 + 3 = 5&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Dretch 4:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 20 + 3 = 23&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Dretch 5:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 2 + 3 = 5&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Dretch 2:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 15 + 3 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Dretch 7:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 11 + 3 = 14&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Dretch 1:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 8 + 3 = 11&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Dretch 1:<font color="#000000">A few of the minions are ensnared!

Thomas Lazarus has received initiative.Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom shouts up to the closest guards, &quot;Get BACK! Those are true demons; your swords will barely scratch them!&quot; He glowers at the creatures -- especially the ones in the rear. Knowledge: Planes &#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 12 + 10 = 22&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Back.

GM:<font color="#000000">Very good! You know that the ugly spindly vulturelike creature is a vrock, one of the tanar'ri. Immune to elecricity and poison, resistant to acid, fire, and cold, with a host of spell-like abilities, a nasty screech, and... something about spores. Very painful spores.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Don't mind if I indulge a little pre-typing then.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... Except that.&quot; He pionts at the largest arachnid-like being. &quot;That is a machine. A demonic Retriever golem.&quot; He looks to Tathi. &quot;The rest are Tanar'ri. They're not from Hell; they're only a little burn-resistant. But don't try to electrocute them. The Abyss is an infinite sea-storm of lightning.&quot; And with that..

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom clutches his amulet and invokes Blessing of the Righteous. Golden light sweeps out to cover most of the mortals in the center of the arena. Pelor's blessing falls upon those present to eradicate these fiends. ((All allies (no number limitation) within 40 feet have their weapons enchanted with Good alignment and deal an extra 1d6 holy damage.))

Gigantic Metallic Arachnid:<font color="#000000">The big creature beyond it isn't a true tanar'ri, but a construct often employed by them, a retriever. It has a deadly array of claws and its bite is nothing to sneeze at, but its deadliest weapons are its four eye-rays. You beat me to it.

TMG:<font color="#000000">ooh, thanks for remembering to put out buff lables. :o

* TMG thinks that's going to be a lifesaver before this combat out...expects many buffs and debuffs. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">*combat is out

Aelian has received initiative.Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom is done.

GM:<font color="#000000">Ooh, how nice, thank you! You caught the GM token in your spell. ^^

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Lovely..

Vargachixeniejir:<b><font color="#000000">You also caught me, but it burns.

</b><font color="#000000"> *brick'd*

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Did you enjoy your label, GM? :3

GM:<font color="#000000">It was Kirbyful. ^^

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I'll be leaving Tom's AoE radius up for now, just so everyone can see who is buffed. But note it's an immediate effect, and you can leave the radius with it. And people entering the radius don't suddenly gain it.

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">We're DM locked. XP

GM:<font color="#000000">Oops! Sorry. There you go.

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

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Aelian wastes no time, immediately advancing as he begins nocing arrows..

TMG:<font color="#000000">Perhaps a halo on affected tokens would do better.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">... Oh. I forgot the last part.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">All in favor of yellow halo box equals Blessing?

GM:<font color="#000000">Hasted, or no? After all, you did cast a spell.

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Aelian nocks two arrows at once and fires at Dretch 8, at point blank range to boot!! &#171; &#160;1d20+15-4+1 = 4 + 15 - 4 + 1 = 16&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d8+4+1d6 = 8 + 4 + 5 = 17&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; and &#171;  &#160;1d20+15-4+1 = 4 + 15 - 4 + 1 = 16&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d8+4+1d6 = 7 + 4 + 2 = 13&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187;!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom wants to get up there, so he does spend some free haste. Already marked off.

TMG:<font color="#000000">there we go, that'll do. Bring down the aura, hatari?

Dretch 8:<font color="#000000">The first arrow was plenty enough to down this dretch!

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Tavia runs up to defend. :3

Swallowtail has received initiative.GM:<font color="#000000">Ninja time for Hatari!

TMG:<font color="#000000">Hmm. I'm imagining this scene where everyone's affected weapons in their hands literally have acquired a soft gold glow, so that even the guards know (or can infer) what happened. Though, question.

* Swallowtail simply dashes forward while drawing her weapon. Since it's demons.. she plays it safe and vanishes, too. Done.

GM:<font color="#000000">-- OH

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Does this extend to natural weapons, hatari? :B

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 3 + 3 = 6&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; init

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

Cedric Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 10 + 2 = 12&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; init

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

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Everything you've got, drawn or not.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Make sure to leave a gap, if you want support.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">So, the doggie's teeth are glowing gold now, too. :.

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

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

* Swallowtail hops and waves. Done, I done! *bricked*

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">brb, putting ramen in pot

Spindly Vulture:<font color="#000000">The vrock glances back at the construct, jerking its head in Thomas' direction.

TMG:<font color="#000000">.....Tom, I don't know if you should say &quot;COME AT ME BRO&quot; to this one... &gt;.&gt;

* Thomas Lazarus narrows his eyes and grips his left hand tightly. &quot;...&quot;

Gigantic Metallic Arachnid:<font color="#000000">ZOT. &#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 5 + 8 = 13&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; ranged touch attack as the creature's eyes glow yellow, then crackle with blue sparks, and a lightning bolt shoots across the field at the cleric!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom quickly braces against the incoming magic with his left arm. Some light blue runes flare to life on the back of his gauntlet, and a floating transparent ward suddenly manifests in front of him! ((Mystic Aegis cast; immediately gain SR 12+CL (22) versus one incoming effect.))

TMG:<font color="#000000">(that's actually one of the other stories I told the RPG folks I met yesterday. How our cleric was our frontliner, and often jumped in front of enemies and went &quot;COME AT ME BRO!&quot; and that -every sigle time- the next attack was a crit. :B )

Gigantic Metallic Arachnid:<font color="#000000">... I actually didn't note what the CL of the spell-like abilities was. One moment.

Gigantic Metallic Arachnid:<font color="#000000">Oh, silly me.

Gigantic Metallic Arachnid:<font color="#000000">No wonder.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">brbm, turning ramen

Gigantic Metallic Arachnid:<font color="#000000">They're supernatural. |3

Gigantic Metallic Arachnid:<font color="#000000">Was that a hit, Tom?

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

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

Gigantic Metallic Arachnid:<font color="#000000">Roll a Reflex save versus DC 18 for half of &#171; &#160;12d6 = 49&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; damage!

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Fort: &#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 11 + 6 = 17&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Gigantic Metallic Arachnid:<font color="#000000">Reflex.

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

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">&gt;.&gt;

RAM:<font color="#990000">Wrong save, buddy. :B

Gigantic Metallic Arachnid:<font color="#000000">Roll Reflex, Tom. :P

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">:BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBB

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I had it pre-typed as fort.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">The mod if reflex. :P

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">+6

Gigantic Metallic Arachnid:<font color="#000000">Oh. :B

Gigantic Metallic Arachnid:<font color="#000000">Ouch.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Stilll failed. :x

Gigantic Metallic Arachnid:<font color="#000000">So I hear you like being hit with electricity.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">ramen's ready, brb again

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;GNH!!!&quot; Tom's defenses fail to take effect, and he gets horribly wracked with electricity. His uniform is smoldering heavily by the end of the attack.

Guard 1:<font color="#000000">The guards take Thomas' advice and fall back.

Dretch 6:<font color="#000000">A dretch lumbers forward and claws at a nearby guard. &#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 11 + 4 = 15&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d6+1 = 5 + 1 = 6&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Knight 3:<font color="#000000">Clang! Thank the gods for plate.

Dretch 7:<font color="#000000">A dretch lumbers forward and claws at a nearby guard. &#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 20 + 4 = 24&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d6+1 = 5 + 1 = 6&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Dretch 7:<font color="#000000">Crit - &#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 1 + 4 = 5&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d6+1 = 4 + 1 = 5&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Dretch 7:<font color="#000000">Even when winning, they fail. :B

RAM:<font color="#990000">They're dretches, what do you expect? :B

Knight 1:<font color="#000000">The guard yells, taking a hefty gash, and the Aureate knight closest to him readies a glowing hand.

Dretch 2:<font color="#000000">A dretch lumbers forward and claws at a nearby guard. &#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 15 + 4 = 19&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d6+1 = 3 + 1 = 4&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Knight 1:<font color="#000000">He was able to block that one.

Dretch 3:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 1 + 1 = 2&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+1 = 4 + 1 = 5&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+1 = 19 + 1 = 20&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Dretch 1:<font color="#000000">One dretch pulls itself free of the chains!

Barbarus has received initiative.GM:<font color="#000000">Go kitties go!

You whisper to TMG: Do you mind if I take control of Ed for his upcoming turn? Just this once. :3

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Hmm.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Drawing weapons as parts of moves, and readying action to attack first demons coming in melee rang.e

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Done.

Gamal-Junayd has received initiative.Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Gamal..&quot;

TMG whispers: You sure? I was just gonna have him Inspire Courage, which would be a buff that applies to -absolutely everyone-, and with how many folks we have on our side, that'd be a decent force multiplier...but you would ask if you had a better idea, I suppose. :U

TMG whispers: go ahead

You whisper to TMG: That was my basic plan, plus a little fluff and movement. :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;That's a Vrock demon. It'll poison and injur you just by standing near it.&quot;

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Understood.&quot;

TMG whispers: Ah. Be my guest then. :&gt;

TMG whispers: darn, I'm fantasizing about dropping Calrach in here for his own Inspire Courage sing routine. xD

TMG whispers: but that would be silly. :B

GM:<font color="#000000">What will you do, Gamal?

You whisper to TMG: Heh. The muse dies hard, doesn't it? :B

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Let the ranged blasters fire off at the Vrock?

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">And then melee the spider?

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">can't charge since theres a friendly in the way..damn ed :)

TMG whispers: No kidding. But then again, I just think &quot;Spark Inside Us&quot; would be awesome if sung at this moment. :B

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">I just got errorspam

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I'm ready and waiting to drop some serious hurt on this Vrock. &gt;:3

* Gamal-Junayd moves to the side, ready to hold the line against any little dretch's that try to pass. double move and done

Primera:<font color="#CC0066">Going to add Bane macros in while I wait.

Shankfang the Deffrider has received initiative.GM:<font color="#000000">Now's your chance, Shankfang!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&gt;:3

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">brb, ramen wasn't enough, need a snack. XP

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Ramen: Now in Air flavor.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang moves gracefully through the remaining group, stopping with his back turned to the enemies and opens fire!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">And guess what?

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Dakka?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">You're in range, mister Vrock. &gt;:3

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Oh, before I forget.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Just before firing

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">&quot;Bloom.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">And the carvings all along the gun light up in realistic color, green and red standing out amongst the golden glow as the bud around the muzzle shifts into a full rose blossom. &#171; &#160;1d20+19-4 = 12 + 19 - 4 = 27&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;5d6+2 = 11 + 2 = 13&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; damage!

TMG:<font color="#000000">Pew pew pew!

Vrock:<font color="#000000">The pellet of translucent -- translucent?! -- wait it's a bullet it's going too fast to see anyway. But it is glowing. A tracer round, maybe?

Vrock:<font color="#000000">Either way, it just left a nice sizzling hole in the vulture's shoulder.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Did you include the d6 of holy damage?

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">:v

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

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Sweet.

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Just you wait until next turn, Vrock. Imma drop a hasted full attack on your skinny little ass. &gt;:3

TMG:<font color="#000000">wait, who got hasted?

TMG:<font color="#000000">er, who did the hasting when?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">I have haste boots.

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

Cedric Nothasca:<font color="#000000">The calculating agent speaks arcane words, and a softly glimmering disc of force hovers in front of him.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Tom also has haste boots.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">No one has cast party haste.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Except Ed.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Well he hasn't yet. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's still round 1.

Aureate Knight 2:<font color="#000000">The Aureate knight closest to the melee moves forward, placing a hand on her comrade's back. &quot;Step back, sergeant. This is our duty.&quot; A golden glow seeps into the knight.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">And she bursts into flame.

Aureate Knight 1:<font color="#000000">Two of the others begin to form a line in front of the casters, shields at the ready.

Cadamon Gardner has received initiative.GM:<font color="#000000">Meany, you wanted the lieutenant?

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Si.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Now to crack open Spell Compendium and see what Light of Mecuria does again.

TMG:<font color="#000000">...wow. I just had a really odd though--oh wow. xD

Knight 1:<font color="#000000">The gash left by the dretch seals, and the knight seems to breathe easier before nodding.

* TMG waits for meany to have cademon cast a spell...

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">Ahem. ^^

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#CC0066">Hmm?

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#CC0066">What is it, me?

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">I don't mean to interrupt, but it's Cadamon. With an A. ^^

* Cadamon Gardner is brick'd.

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

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#CC0066">Ow.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Cadamon, then.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">....cademon, cadamon...

TMG:<font color="#000000">cadaemon? :B

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">POKEMON-*brick'd!*

RAM:<font color="#990000">Digimon, actually.

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#CC0066">Silence, puny mortals.

TMG:<font color="#000000">...no, demon-daemon. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Cadamon, definitely a Steel type. :B

RAM:<font color="#990000">Their schtick is having -mon at the end of all their names. :B

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#CC0066">Hrm.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Like how Pokemon can only say their names.

Cadamon Gardner: <font color="#cc0066">(( Where is Mass Shield of Faith listed? ))

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's a SC spell.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Under Shield of Faith, Mass.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Unless they're a particularly talented Meowth, anyway. :B

* Cadamon Gardner doesn't hesitate, drawing his mace and shield and striding forward into the fray. Holding the mace before him, he begins to speak a prayer to Saint Cuthbert... (Liatai)

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Alright, init looks clear. I'ma jump afk for a few minutes to pick some tomatoes and ready the oven for BBQ.

Cadamon Gardner: <font color="#cc0066">(( Fortunately, none of us are more than 30ft apart, so it should chain. ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It's a 30-foot burst, unfortunately. ^^;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Pick one ally; no other ally can be more than 30 feet from that ally at time of casting.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">There we go. Nicely done. :3

TMG:<font color="#000000">Imagining the shield of faith manifesting as flames around Cadamon...just so I can say *ahem*

TMG:<font color="#000000">(futurama-nixon) &quot;The lieut, the lieut, the lieut is on fire!&quot; (/futurama-nixon)

* Liatai throws a fish. :P

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#CC0066">Centered on Shankfang, granting bonus to Sszeyl, Shankfang, Tathi, Miron, Flint, Gamal, Tom, and Aelian.

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

* VAE not familiar with that spell

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">whats the bonus?

RAM:<font color="#990000">Fish? :3

* RAM catches and noms. :9

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#CC0066">Erp.

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#CC0066">It's deflection. :B

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#CC0066">So who has rings of protection, so they can be excluded?

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">On the contrary, Cadamon's spells tend to be controlled, circular, and silver. A silver circle appears briefly on the floor beneath Sszeyl, Shankfang, Tathi, Miron, Flint, Gamal, Tom, and Aelian - +3 deflection bonus to AC!

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Yay AC bonus!

VAE:<font color="#000000">Miron has

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">A soft silver aura envelops the targets as the circles fade.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">it's a 3, still better than my +1 ring of deflection

VAE:<font color="#000000">so, AC 18 now

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Can't have more than one Halo.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Hold on and I'll get the NPCs sorted. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">maybe purple triangle for deflect?

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Was just testing.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Hm, just one NPC target.

Tathi has received initiative.GM:<font color="#000000">Tathi time!

* Dr. Hatari walks back to check init to make sure a turn hasn't passed.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Even though they're immune to fire, this is my best opening option..&quot;

* Flint Carthan nods, drawing his sword and dagger. &quot;Thanks, lieutenant.&quot;

* Dr. Hatari notes one person's action has passed...... :B

* Dr. Hatari returns to cooking for now.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Ghost; psst./ Resistant, not immune. Tom said so IC.

TMG:<font color="#000000">they're only electricity-immune

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">brain said resistant, fingers typed immune. -.-;;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi gestures and chants, and then flings her hand forward, sending what looks to be an arrow made out of fire towards the enemy... That is, until Tathi cries out, &quot;Bragollach tel'llach!!!&quot; and it suddenly detonates with an ear-pounding explosion, dealing &#171; &#160;10d6 = 31&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; fire damage to every poor sap unlucky enough to get caught in it! Reflex 18 for half!

TMG:<font color="#000000">carry on. :B

Gigantic Metallic Arachnid:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 9 + 6 = 15&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Gigantic Metallic Arachnid:<font color="#000000">The retriever groans and creaks beneath the blast, some of its metal plates melting.

Vrock:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+9 = 16 + 9 = 25&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Dretch 3:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 15 + 3 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+3 = 13 + 3 = 16&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+3 = 20 + 3 = 23&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+3 = 8 + 3 = 11&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Dretch 1:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 17 + 3 = 20&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

VAE:<font color="#000000">The retriever groans

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

Dretch 2:<font color="#000000">Two dretches keel over, but the others and the vrock weather the flames.

GM:<font color="#000000">Done?

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

Edaric has received initiative.Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tom!&quot; The bard started to run forward as the cleric was struck by the electrical blast, but halfway there, swears under his breath. &quot; Shit, too far -- &quot; He shrugs the lute off his back into his hands in a practiced, smooth motion, and begins to play. &#171; &#160;1d20+18 = 2 + 18 = 20&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Peform check -- enjoy a +2 Inspire Courage bonus to attack, damage, and saves versus fear!

Sszeyl has received initiative.GM:<font color="#000000">Drow time!

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Hmm.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Hello.

VAE:<font color="#000000">does it stack with luck bonuses?

VAE:<font color="#000000">(inspire courage)

TMG:<font color="#000000">No time to say hello-goodbye, I punch I punch I punch.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&#171; &#160;1d20+11+2 = 9 + 11 + 2 = 22&#160; <font color="#CC0066">&#187; Drow strike one the dretch 6. &#171; &#160;1d10+6+2+1d6 = 9 + 6 + 2 + 6 = 23&#160; <font color="#CC0066">&#187; damage.

VAE:<font color="#000000">(thinking whether Recitation is worth it)

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Yep, Inspire Courage is a morale effect, not luck. :3

TMG:<font color="#000000">Danman; yes, because Inspire is a Morale bonus.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Goodbye.

Dretch 6:<font color="#000000">SPLATTER. Ew.

TMG:<font color="#000000">only bonuses of the same type don't stack.

* Dr. Hatari rushes back, worried he's late!

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

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc0066">(( You're early. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc0066">(( Also done. ))

* Knight 3 lowers his shield after raising it to deflect the demon goo, before looking disbelievingly at the drow before him.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Leave that area clear, and don't go any further north!&quot; Tathi says, pointing at 14, -93

TMG:<font color="#000000">(...ghost, erase your fireball template. :B )

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Red eyed. Serene expression. Skull-crushing demons.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">(er, please.)

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">And I look bitchin' in this outfit.

Vrock:<font color="#000000">The vulture-like creature steps back into a ready stance, clacking its beak before leaping forward into the fray.

Vrock:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl, you may take an AoO.

Vrock:<font color="#000000">A cloud of dusty white spores bursts from the creature's wings as it flaps them; Sszeyl, Aelian, Thomas, and Tavia all take &#171; &#160;1d8 = 7&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; damage as the spores land on you and begin to seep into your skin! Tavia may also take her readied action.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Damnit..&quot; Tathi tries to think.. If she casts cold of cold, and hits that petrified soldier, will it damage him? Do I need to roll knowledge to know?&quot;

Knight 2:<font color="#000000">Cold deals very little damage to objects. You should be safe, and so should he.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">TRIP. TRIP. FOR THE LOVE OF ORKS, TRIP.

TMG:<font color="#000000">hmm...well, he counts as an object now, and has stone hardness and HP, and objects are resistant to most energy types, cold especially...

Vrock:<font color="#000000">Oh Aelian~ Tavia~ take your damage!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Strictly meta-speaking?

Tathi: <font color="#9933ff">(( Ooo.. good point.. ))

Vrock:<font color="#000000">And Tavia, take that readied action. Sszeyl, gonna take that AoO?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">You can destroy a statue with a Cone of Cold. It's not just a little ice, afterall.

TMG:<font color="#000000">I think cold only deals one-fourth damage to objetcs, after applying hardness.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">And if the statue is destroyed, yeah.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">The guy is killed.

TMG:<font color="#000000">....indeed. If Tathi's spell is pumped up into major damage levels, it's still risky even with one-fourth damage.

TMG:<font color="#000000">...and Meany? You around?

Tavia:<font color="#9933FF">WOOF! &gt;:O &#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 3 + 6 = 9&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d8+5 = 3 + 5 = 8&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; damage!

TMG:<font color="#000000">You've got an AoO to take. :B

Vrock:<font color="#000000">Tavia misses.

Vrock:<font color="#000000">Quick bugger.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">See, if meany would wake up and trip him, the damage wouldn't even be an issue. -.-;;

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">He's in TF2. -.-;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Well, the spores would, since that's an aura and automatic. But the rest is valid. :B

GM:<font color="#000000">Someone grab the owl? I'm not going to wait forever.

* Dr. Hatari reads Ghost in SotS. &gt;:P

TMG:<font color="#000000">oh, wait. Cold damage against (most) objects is reduced by one-fourth, then hardness is applied.

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc0066">(( &gt;&gt; ))

TMG:<font color="#000000">So that's even better.

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc0066">(( I'm always in tf2. ))

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc0066">(( I idle there. ))

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">What?? Your steam is slow. I've been in my browser game this whole time.

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc0066">(( I was also taking care of dogs. Sup? ))

Vrock:<font color="#000000">Hi. I provoked an AoO from Sszeyl.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Sszeyl got an AoO.

TMG:<font color="#000000">AoO, meany. Against Big and Feathers.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:16 lagcheck?

TMG:<font color="#000000">Ghost begs you to trip.

* Ghostwish checks to make sure that sucker isn't on anywhere..

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">...I don't have improved trip.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">what kind of monk are you. &gt;:(

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Oh wait. False alarm Ghost. I assumed the one in sots was you. It's rail. :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">I have Grapple.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">:16

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">:16 at :16!

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc0066">(( :16 ))

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:16 at :16. :3

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&#171; &#160;1d20+11+2 = 18 + 11 + 2 = 31&#160; <font color="#CC0066">&#187; Drow strike one the Vrock. &#171; &#160;1d10+6+2+1d6 = 6 + 6 + 2 + 4 = 18&#160; <font color="#CC0066">&#187; damage.

Vrock:<font color="#000000">PUNCH'D! Unfortunately, that thickened the cloud of spores. ACK, they're in your MOUTH.

Miron has received initiative.TMG:<font color="#000000">iPunch.

RAM:<font color="#990000">No Lialag, yay! \o/

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">You might say it... punched right through his infernal defenses. =3=

* Sszeyl punches Hatari.

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Miron time!

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron advances first.

Miron:<font color="#000000">And opens up his book... &quot;Varices. vaseline, vasuthant .. vrock!&quot; &#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 13 + 6 = 19&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Dark Knowledge Planar (Foe)

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's a bird... the bones are pretty weak.&quot; (+1d6 damage to everyone)

* Ghostwish glances at Hatari.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">=3=

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

* Dr. Hatari bites.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">what type of damage is that btw, danman?

TMG:<font color="#000000">or does it not say

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Probably untyped or insight or something.

Vrock:<font color="#000000">A little extra tidbit; the spores can be removed by Bless, Neutralize Poison, Remove Disease, or a sprinkling of holy water.

Vrock:<font color="#000000">Delay Poison also prevents their growth for the duration of the spell.

Miron:<font color="#000000">Finally, Miron opens up his holy book, coughs off, and begins to speak in a deep voice: ''Saint Cuthbert, You who safeguards the Law of the Heavens, hear the voice of Your faithful. For thus says Your holy writ: &quot;The heavens smile when the righteous take up arms against evil.&quot; Your Cudgel smites the lawless, may it grant us strength. Your Cross strikes fear into the hearts of the vile, may it grant us resolve. Your Holy Word purges corruption, may it deliver us from its touch. Fill us with Your Holy might, so that we become tools of your judgement upon the wicked. Amen! ''The air around him vibrates with echoes of inquisitors past.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot; Th'hell is vaseline? &quot; =3=;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Yeah, I checked the exact entry.

Miron:<font color="#000000">Recitation - everyone gets a +2 luck bonus to AC, attack and saves , unless they are of cuthbertian faith, and then it's +3

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">That's way more than six words-*punched through a house*

VAE:<font color="#000000">Appropriate battle music: Imperativa. Also end turn

TMG:<font color="#000000">I knew the lables idea was going to save us before the end of this combat.

Gnogglebolt has received initiative.TMG:<font color="#000000">Didn't think it'd become so critical before the end of the first round. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's still round 1 and we have five. XP

* Lafariafel Nothasca nocks an arrow. &quot;Together.&quot; Delaying...

GM:<font color="#000000">Oh my, look at all that text. Gnogglebolt, your turn!

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">:24 lialag?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:24 at :25.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:25 lagcheck?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">:24 at :25 at :25 :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:24 at :25 at :25 at :25. :B

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks all around him... and Scavenge check for a Banisher Grenade. TS 10, DC is 15+TS, so DC 25 Search check. &#171; &#160;1d20+18 = 12 + 18 = 30&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt springs into action, and...he starts grabbing things. Anything. Everything. Bits of wires and metal from his pockets. Pieces and buckles from his own outfit. Any scraps he can take from the pile. Even the odd stick and rock from the ground. (gains half level x 50 gp worth of materials for the purpose of one item, &#171; &#160;5*50 = 5 * 50 = 250&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;, enough for one banisher grenade)

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">Well, you do have a metric ton of metal and junk just hanging around. :B

Cedric Nothasca:<font color="#000000">Our capital! &gt;:O

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">Our lives are more important than our capital right now,let the tinker take a few scraps.

Cedric Nothasca:<font color="#000000">... just a few. &gt;:|

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">We can always charge him later.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">And his hands become a barely-perceptible blur as he starts smashing them all together in his hand. Jury-Rig Cobble, craft by rounds, minimum two, increase Craft DC by 4, MR by 5(if successful). &#171; &#160;1d20+24 = 1 + 24 = 25&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; vs DC 34

Cedric Nothasca:<font color="#000000">True.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Clerks, I am going to say this nicely the first time. Those are freakin' demons and I'm a demonhunter strong enough to move a 30,000 boulder out of my way.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He fails to make progress this round...

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Are you getting in my way?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">end turn.

Knight 1:<font color="#000000">Well I'm certainly getting out of your way.

Knight 1:<font color="#000000">Retreat!

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">Inquisitor and dog rush forward, Flint swapping his dagger for a vial of holy water.

Thomas Lazarus has received initiative.Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">(oh yeah, and daily use of Cobble expended regardless)

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas makes a few rapid finger-signs with his free hand with eyes still locked on the Vrock.. ((Thomas casts Quickened Divine Favor on himself. It doesn't provoke due to speed of action. However...))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">... Him walking back from the Vrock almost certainly does. AoO.

Cedric Nothasca:<font color="#000000">You forgot your units on that measurement, demon-hunter. 30,000 what boulder?

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">Dear, now isn't the time.

Cedric Nothasca:<font color="#000000">But units

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">I mean QUIET &gt;:O

Vrock:<font color="#000000">The creatures swipes at Thomas with a wicked claw! &#171; &#160;1d20+15 = 6 + 15 = 21&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;2d6+6 = 3 + 6 = 9&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; damage!

GM:<font color="#000000">All done, or is there more?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... or is the DM lagging? It does seem quiet. ^^;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:33

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">The blessings cast by other Inquisitors keep Tom safe.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas proves that, despite being a heavy frontliner, he is a premier magician first and foremost. He closes his eyes and murmurs a prayer while gripping his amulet, and blue energy flares over his body. When the spells are over, Tom returns his gaze to the Vrock and Retriever. He holds his left hand out with energy still hovering in front of his palm, ready for even more rapid casting. ((Thomas casts Cure Critical Wounds on himself for &#171; &#160;4d8+11 = 14 + 11 = 25&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; healing, and also casts Quickened Divine Favor.))

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Done. ))

Aelian has received initiative.Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">holy shit so many buffs...

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

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Aelian takes a quick glance. What's that vrock's reach?

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Come ooooon lemme shoot theeeeeemmmm...

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">But he didn't need to parry. His immediate action for the turn is still unused. Which it will probably need to be shortly...

TMG:<font color="#000000">Lialagcheck at :34

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Brb 1 shake. Setting ribs in oven.

Vrock:<font color="#000000">5 feet, Aelian.

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Vrock's reach?

RAM:<font color="#990000">Oh no.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Lialag. &gt;: Liatai:<font color="#000000">:34 at :35.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... or I'm in the midst of a spike right now. ^^; :37

Tavia:<font color="#9933FF">WOOF! &gt;:O &#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 7 + 6 = 13&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d8+5 = 1 + 5 = 6&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; damage!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">A little bit of lag. Not really a problem at our pace. =w=;

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

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Aelian quickly fires off a trio of arrows at the vrock in the span of a heartbeat, and at point blank range to boot! &#171; &#160;1d20+15-2+1+4 = 20 + 15 - 2 + 1 + 4 = 38&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d8+4+2d6+2 = 8 + 4 + 7 + 2 = 21&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187;, &#171;  &#160;1d20+15-2+1+4 = 11 + 15 - 2 + 1 + 4 = 29&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d8+4+2d6+2 = 4 + 4 + 4 + 2 = 14&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; and &#171;  &#160;1d20+10-2+1+4 = 4 + 10 - 2 + 1 + 4 = 17&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d8+4+2d6+2 = 7 + 4 + 5 + 2 = 18&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; damage! (holy buttcheeks buffs)

TMG:<font color="#000000">Lialagcheck at :37

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Crit. XD &#171; &#160;1d20+15-2+1+4 = 13 + 15 - 2 + 1 + 4 = 31&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d8+4+2d6+2 = 5 + 4 + 6 + 2 = 17&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; wait I forget do you add buff damage to crits??

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:37 at :37, yay!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">You don't add dice, but you can add flat +'s. But arrow crits are x3.

TMG:<font color="#000000">(do not add buffdamage to crits, I believe)

TMG:<font color="#000000">(ohyea, what hatari said.)

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">right, thought so..

TMG:<font color="#000000">(Flat buffs are multiplied, dicebuffs aren't)

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d8+6+1d8+6 = 2 + 6 + 5 + 6 = 19&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; crit damage if that hits

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">For example, strength and power attack are multiplied on crit, but flaming weapon and Mountain Hammer are not.

Vrock:<font color="#000000">Aelian's arrow lodges deep in the creature's ribcage. Very deep. It lets out a choked scream, oozing black blood from its mouth that faintly sizzles when it hits the ground.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Incidentally Aneurian's critical macro is totally screwed up and I sort of just never mention it since it's good for party power balance. *bricked*

Swallowtail has received initiative.GM:<font color="#000000">Ninja time!

Swallowtail:<font color="#FF0000">Tch.. in melee already. And you in the back -- you have no guts. &gt;:O

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Also, that Touhou medley plus Touhou Rush make for awesome battle soundtracks played back-to-back. |3

Swallowtail:<font color="#FF0000">Well. How about you dretch stragglers? Swallowtail announces her presence from the invisible world with a pair of quick crossbow bolts to Dretch 1 and 3. &#171; &#160;1d20+11+2+2+2 = 4 + 11 + 2 + 2 + 2 = 21&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d4+4d6+2+1d6 = 1 + 11 + 2 + 2 = 16&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; on 1 and &#171;  &#160;1d20+6+2+2+2 = 18 + 6 + 2 + 2 + 2 = 30&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d4+4d6+2+1d6 = 2 + 16 + 2 + 3 = 23&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; on 2.

Swallowtail:<font color="#FF0000">Arhg sudden strike range. =w=;

Swallowtail:<font color="#FF0000">Disregard attack at number &quot;2&quot; (3) then.

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc0066">(( Is 30ft. ))

Swallowtail:<font color="#FF0000">Swallowtail had to move.

Swallowtail:<font color="#FF0000">The ninja maintains her viel of invisibility. (And done.)

Dretch 1:<font color="#000000">The dretch stands stock still, reachin up numbly to feel the bolt in its neck before it tumbles over and begins to disintegrate into a hissing black puddle of ichor and flesh.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Great.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Now I have to have this area consecrated again.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus grits his teeth and tenses.

Gigantic Metallic Arachnid:<font color="#000000">The large metallic creature lumbers forward, beady eyes locked on Thomas.

* Thomas Lazarus holds his free hand high and looks determined this time. &gt;8|

Gigantic Metallic Arachnid:<font color="#000000">They glow a frigid white-blue this time, before with a crackling sound a blue-white ray is fired at the cleric, leaving an icy mist in its wake! &#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 13 + 8 = 21&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; ranged touch attack on Thomas!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Naturally, it connects.

Gigantic Metallic Arachnid:<font color="#000000">Reflex 18 for half of &#171; &#160;12d6 = 52&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; cold damage, unless you've got some trick up your sleeves.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas suddenly spins towards the incoming attack and throws an open palm towards it. A runic ward flashes to life in the air! ((Casting Energy Aegis as an immediate action. One creature within Close range gains energy resistance 20 for one round.))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Save: &#171; &#160;1d20+5+2 = 5 + 5 + 2 = 12&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">ouch

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">It's a good think Thomas is a quick spellcaster.

Primera:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Thomas, which one of them has arcane ability? :. I know them not.&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hold on, Tom! Healing's on the way!&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">The runeward lessened the damage dealt out, but..

Barbarus has received initiative.Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Even though no blood is drawn, the party's cleric is in horrible shape. He won't survive another attack.

Dretch 7:<font color="#000000">Two claws &#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 6 + 4 = 10&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d6+1 = 2 + 1 = 3&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; and &#171;  &#160;1d20+4 = 2 + 4 = 6&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d6+1 = 6 + 1 = 7&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; for the Palm knight!

Aureate Knight 2:<font color="#000000">Clang, clang!

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Don't worry, you've got a volley of dakka on the way.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;We need to get that spider down! And keep the bird off him too!&quot;

Dretch 4:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 12 + 4 = 16&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;1d6+1 = 5 + 1 = 6&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; for Tom as it tries to claw him!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">The Dretch can't even reach Tom through all the Cuthbertine blessings.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy vill take de schpider if vun of hyu fineesh off de Vrok.&quot;

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

Dretch 3:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 12 + 1 = 13&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Dretch 3:<font color="#000000">Stuck. =3=;

GM:<font color="#000000">Cat time!

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thomas, should I take ont eh vrok or still want me avoiding it?&quot;

Primera:<font color="#CC0066">Does the Spider have any Arcane spells, or spell like abilities?

RAM:<font color="#990000">Supernatural, yes?

Gigantic Metallic Arachnid:<font color="#000000">Do you know? Knowledge (planar).

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Eugh..&quot; He shivers and struggles to stay on his feet.

Primera:<font color="#CC0066">I don't know, but my Magebane sword would. :B

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Well, I believe he's asking for the purposes of Bane reaction. ))

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( In which case, I believe yes. ))

Gigantic Metallic Arachnid:<font color="#000000">Yes, they do have one spell-like ability. :3

Primera:<font color="#CC0066">One is just enough.

RAM:<font color="#990000">One is all you need!

Primera:<font color="#CC0066">&#171; &#160;1d20+13+mod = 16 + 13 + 2 = 31&#160; <font color="#CC0066">&#187; The Dragonslaying blade seems to grow sharper as it flies through the air at you! &#171; &#160;1d10+6+2d6+modb = 1 + 6 + 8 + 1d6+2 = 151d6+2&#160; <font color="#CC0066">&#187; damage!

Primera:<font color="#CC0066">??

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&quot;The demon-hunter is in poor shape.&quot;

Primera: <font color="#cc0066">(( Okay, that flubbed. ))

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">can't put a dice roll in a modifier

Primera:<font color="#CC0066">Shall I reroll damage?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">To Gamal, &quot;Ah.. it was just a warning.. but be careful. They're melee forces. If you stay there, it'll unleash a storm of blows on you..&quot;

* Cedric Nothasca nods, placing a hand on an amulet around his neck. &quot;Ready.&quot;

Primera:<font color="#CC0066">&#171; &#160;1d10+6+2d6+1d6+2 = 6 + 6 + 7 + 5 + 2 = 26&#160; <font color="#CC0066">&#187;

* You roll to yourself: 104-26 =&gt; 104 - 26 = 78Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Fine, shank, take out the spider, I'll see if I can finish off the bird.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Incidentally.. Sszeyl.. don't stay there!&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&gt;:3

Gigantic Metallic Arachnid:<font color="#000000">The blade slices through the metal plates as though they were made of tinfoill, with another unearthly screech and groan of metal. Its eyes remain locked on your friendly neighborhood cleric, though.

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc0066">(( Barbie still gets to attack. :B ))

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">&#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 11 + 10 = 21&#160; <font color="#CC0066">&#187; Stabity stab! For &#171; &#160;1d6+2 = 4 + 2 = 6&#160; <font color="#CC0066">&#187; piercing magical damage!

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">+2 attack, damage.

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">&#171; &#160;1d6 = 1&#160; <font color="#CC0066">&#187;

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">:B

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">Plus 1 holy damage.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Remember we have two extra d6's on the Vrock now, thanks to Miron.

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">Done.

Gigantic Metallic Arachnid:<font color="#000000">Barbarus stabs the gap left behind by Deici Draghi, though it doesn't turn even as oil begins to seep out along with a few fat red sparks.

Gamal-Junayd has received initiative.* Gamal-Junayd enters into a dance. dodge will be on the big spider thing, full speed tumble, through enemy squares automatically with take 10

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">1st attack. merciful IS on, so it's all nonlethal. we can always cut it's throat later

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">(d20 Roll: &#171; &#160;Roll = 1d20 = Roll = 13 = 13&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;) (Attack Roll : &#171;  &#160;Roll+23+AMod = 13 + 23 + 0 = 36&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;) (Damage Roll: &#171;  &#160;Dam = 4d6+10+DMod = Dam = (15 + 10 + 0) = 25&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;) ''

Vrock:<font color="#000000">Well, down the vrock goes with a futile attempt to swat at the dancing swordsman.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">1st hit?

Vrock:<font color="#000000">First hit.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Aww.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">I wanted to punch it some more.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">in ignan &quot;Blades of War&quot; to turn merciful off

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">mirons 1d6 doesn't work on retriver right?

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

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

* Thomas Lazarus is leaning on his sword and breathing heavily. He works his mouth into an open grin and laughs lightly.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; Glad we brought you along..&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">2nd attack

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">(d20 Roll: &#171; &#160;Roll = 1d20 = Roll = 4 = 4&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;) (Attack Roll : &#171;  &#160;Roll+23+AMod = 4 + 23 + 0 = 27&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;) (Damage Roll: &#171;  &#160;Dam = 2d6+8+DMod = Dam = (4 + 8 + 0) = 12&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;) ''

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">3rd attack (d20 Roll: &#171; &#160;Roll = 1d20 = Roll = 11 = 11&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;) (Attack Roll : &#171;  &#160;Roll+14+AMod = 11 + 14 + 2 = 27&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;) (Damage Roll: &#171;  &#160;Dam = 2d6+8+DMod = Dam = (9 + 8 + 0) = 17&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;) ''

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">4th (d20 Roll: &#171; &#160;Roll = 1d20 = Roll = 18 = 18&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;) (Attack Roll : &#171;  &#160;Roll+14+AMod = 18 + 14 + 0 = 32&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;) (Damage Roll: &#171;  &#160;Dam = 2d6+6+DMod = Dam = (5 + 6 + 0) = 11&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;) Crit Threat! (Confirmation Roll : &#171; &#160;1d20+14+AMod = 17 + 14 + 0 = 31&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;) (Crit Damage Roll: &#171;  &#160;Dam +1d6+6+DMod = 11 + 2 + 6 + 0 = 19&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;)

* You roll to yourself: 62-17-11 =&gt; 62 - 17 - 11 = 34Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">and done

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( It's a real construct, so no crit-o. ))

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">it's built into the macro. shows crit and non crit damage

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( I figured. You and your crazy programmer macros. XP ))

Gigantic Metallic Arachnid:<font color="#000000">Gamal tumbles under the construct, slashing at its belly and narrowly avoiding another stream of oily black much and a spray of red sparks.

Shankfang the Deffrider has received initiative.Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&gt;:3

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot; Dammit Gamal.. &quot; Tathi mutters under her breath..

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Here komes de DAKKA!&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Answer that spider's ZOTs with PEWs!

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Is it still unsafe to remain here, Thomas?&quot;

Dretch 4:<font color="#000000">Hey -- you're leaning on your sword and I'm -right here?!- &gt;:E I'll show you to mock the tanar'ri! HAVE AT YOU! *plink*

* Thomas Lazarus shakes his head rapidly. &quot;Guess I overestimated Vrocks a little.. do what you think's best, friend!&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Haste adds a +1 attack bonus, right?

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Yes. ))

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Goot. &gt;:3

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;Either that, or we're just that damn good. How're you holding up?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( +1 hit, +1 AC, +1 reflex saves, +1 extra attack at full BaB on full attack, and double movement or +30 movement (whichever is lower). Just for reference. ))

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Kinda bad..&quot; He frowns at the Retriever still staring at him, and stares back with a bit of dread.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Hurry..&quot; He says with some urgency.

* Flint Carthan raises his blades to the construct in response. &gt;:|

Gigantic Metallic Arachnid:<font color="#000000">Its eyes are beginning to gleam red...

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang takes a step forward, and for the first time the party gets a look at him actually reloading his weapon. His free hand blurs as it flies between his gun, one of the powder horns on his chest, and the bag of shot at his hip. With Rose loaded, he twists his arm behind his head and fires! &#171; &#160;1d20+19-4+4+1 = 14 + 19 - 4 + 4 + 1 = 34&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;4d6+1d6+2+1+2 = 11 + 4 + 2 + 1 + 2 = 20&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; damage!

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

Gigantic Metallic Arachnid:<font color="#000000">BANG! One of the gleaming missiles slams into the creature's faceplate --

Liatai:<font color="#000000">And dramatic music kicks into high gear. |3

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Did he make loading a muzzle-loader seem awesome and dramatic?!

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

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fk0dZbpc8qU

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang's free hand blurs once again, only this time, after he loads the powder, he tosses the shot into the air and spins! He brings Rose around, catching the ball from the side and driving it into the barrel through sheer speed! &#171; &#160;1d20+19-4+4+1+2 = 8 + 19 - 4 + 4 + 1 + 2 = 30&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;4d6+1d6+2+2+2 = 12 + 2 + 2 + 2 + 2 = 20&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; damage!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Whatever's playing at 35:00 in the Touhou medley is what's playing now.

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

Gigantic Metallic Arachnid:<font color="#000000">The second shot....

Gigantic Metallic Arachnid:<i><font color="#000000">Shatters

</i><font color="#000000"> those terrible, gleaming crystalline multifaceted eyes. An explosion of flame, smoke, and red sparks follows as the creature jerks spasmodically, cracking, twisting, screeching -- before finally buckling, sinking down into an inanimate, smoldering, twisted heap of metal.

Teeny Rin:<b><font color="#FF0000">&gt;8O

</b><font color="#FF0000"> http://images.wikia.com/bleach/en/images/5/53/Mayuri_Kurotsuchi_Angered_by_destruction_of_SRDI.png

* Teeny Rin is bricked away!

Dretch 4:<font color="#000000">... unfortunately, combat's not done, as these guys are still around.

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;So..shank and I took out the ones we called. Who's calling the little ones?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Hmph..&quot; Still-shivering and smoldering Tom wipes a bit of invultary drool from the corner of his mouth.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Dretch demons a.. are fodder. They're just resistant to mortal steel.&quot;

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&quot;Do they resist force, demon-slayer?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;No.&quot; He shakes his head.

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&quot;Very well. We will take some.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Shankfang again loads the powder like normal, albiet at an extremeely accelerated rate, but afterwards he tosses Rose into the air as he fishes out another ball. Timing it just right, he throws the shot at his gun, and it drives right into the muzzle! He catches the loaded weapon and fires at Dretch 7! &#171; &#160;1d20+19-4+4+1+3 = 15 + 19 - 4 + 4 + 1 + 3 = 38&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; for &#171;  &#160;4d6+1d6+2+3+2 = 16 + 4 + 2 + 3 + 2 = 27&#160; <font color="#990000">&#187; damage!

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">Diagnosis?

Dretch 7:<font color="#000000">BANG! Ew. More demon-splatter. This one falls like a house of cards.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Dakka'd as all get-out.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">HEADSHOT.

Shankfang the Deffrider: <font color="#990000">&quot;Dakka.&quot;

<font color="#990000"> &gt;:3

* Shankfang the Deffrider blows away the smoke coming from Rose's barrel.

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

Cedric Nothasca:<font color="#000000">The two agents raise their hands in concert, speaking a unified chant. The air near them begins to swirl with six small dancing coins of force, and with a faint chime --

* Thomas Lazarus glances south.

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d4+1+1d4+1+1d4+1 = 4 + 1 + 4 + 1 + 1 + 1 = 12&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; force damage for Dretch 4!

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Anime power up scene~

* Thomas Lazarus reflexively leans away from his dretch.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tathi-training.

TMG:<font color="#000000">...magic missiles in the shape of money? Like Tathi shapes hers as leaves?

* TMG approves. |3

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

Cedric Nothasca:<font color="#000000">I'll clean up that one. &#171; &#160;1d4+1 = 3 + 1 = 4&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; for Dretch 4, and &#171;  &#160;1d4+1+1d4+1 = 1 + 1 + 1 + 1 = 4&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; for the entangled one!

TMG:<font color="#000000">Bringing new meaning to the words &quot;Greed kills!&quot; :U

TMG:<font color="#000000">SHUT UP AND TAKE OUR MONEH.

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

Dretch 4:<font color="#000000">MONEY'D.

Dretch 3:<font color="#000000">... how is this one still up?

VAE:<font color="#000000">and they aren't capitalists, they are from the government

RAM:<font color="#990000">Bureaucrats, then.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Talk about seeing your tax dollars at work! *ba-dum-tch*

Aureate Knight 2:<font color="#000000">The knight falls back, fishing out a vial of holy water. &quot;Here, hunter; for you or your hound, pour it over to stop the spread of the vines.&quot;

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">I wonder if they can summon forms

* Dr. Hatari snrk.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Oh dear lord.

RAM:<font color="#990000">One second...

Vrock:<font color="#000000">Vines -- oh OUCH, Sszeyl, Tavia, Aelian, and Tom, those spores are starting to burn.

Cadamon Gardner has received initiative.GM:<font color="#000000">Meany, going to take command of Cadamon or shall I?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;N-gah! C.. Cadamon?&quot;

Tavia:<font color="#9933FF">Tavia lets out a whine between growls as Aelian grits his teeth..

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Do you have a blessing? I don't today..&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Hmm.

RAM:<font color="#990000">http://www.dominic-deegan.com/view.php?date=2004-04-16

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">I'll take him. &quot;No, but I do have holy water. Hold on.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">X3 !

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">Clank clank clank full plate --

TMG:<font color="#000000">Ram; ohey. Alternatively....

RAM:<font color="#990000">&quot;Begone foul demon, or be plagues with high interest rates!&quot;

Tathi has received initiative.TMG:<font color="#000000">One moment

RAM:<font color="#990000">*plagued

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

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

* Thomas Lazarus growls in annoyance. &quot;I can work a spell later..&quot; He focuses on the last Dretches for now.

RAM:<font color="#990000">&quot;Oh, hey, do a foreclosure threat next!&quot; :D

TMG:<font color="#000000">http://www.giantitp.com/comics/oots0678.html

RAM:<font color="#990000">Meh, that one doesn't fit.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Drawmij's Instant 'Summons'

RAM:<font color="#990000">It doesn't involve demons or money.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Don't let any of them escape. All fiends can strike immediate pacts with others and gate more of them into the material world!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi strides forward, scowling at the demon on barbarus.. and promptly blasts the damn thing..

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi shoots off a series of dazzling bolts, each one zipping through the air shaped and flying like autumn leaves, headed right for The dretch!! &#171; &#160;1d4+1+1d4+1+1d4+1+1d4+1+1d4+1 = 1 + 1 + 1 + 1 + 4 + 1 + 3 + 1 + 3 + 1 = 17&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; damage!

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

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">is there anything still alive???

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">One in the back atleast.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">so much battlefield clutter.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">I know, everyone's talking about a living dretch but I don't see it. :B

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">neither do I.. DM??

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

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">that tells me nothing.

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">9, -97

TMG:<font color="#000000">It's not dead

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">there isn't even a #3 on init..

RAM:<font color="#990000">The only one without a red X through it. =3=

TMG:<font color="#000000">It's held

TMG:<font color="#000000">Ram; it's hard to tell when zoomed out

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">AH. Redirect the 17 damage to him then.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Everything's just &quot;red&quot;

RAM:<font color="#990000">Then zoom in.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Problem solved.

VAE:<font color="#000000">near the spider

VAE:<font color="#000000">near gamal

VAE:<font color="#000000">up from him

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Unannounced AFK, reading up.

Dretch 3:<font color="#000000">SPLAT.

Vrock:<font color="#000000">Combat over, but we're sticking to init for just a little while to see how much damage the spored people get before they're cured.

Edaric has received initiative.Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;2d8+8 = 13 + 8 = 21&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; healing for Tom!

Sszeyl has received initiative.GM:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl's spored... does he move?

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Ayup.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Should we kill it, or what?&quot;

Vrock:<font color="#000000">The people with spores take &#171; &#160;1d4 = 1&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; damage as a fuzzy, mold-like growth begins to sprout on their skin --

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ja.&quot;

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

Miron has received initiative.* Thomas Lazarus glowers.

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Augh.. Cleric!!&quot; Aelian calls.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Absolutely. Please allow me.&quot;

Aureate Knight 2:<font color="#000000">&quot;Use the holy water, hunter!&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I will take care of it. See to the infected.&quot;

Gnogglebolt has received initiative.Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Oh right. You can cover a 3x3 area with holy water.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks up, noticing the demons are all dead.

GM:<font color="#000000">Just speeding through turns.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm out of holy water, but does anyone need healing?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">His hands instantly freeze, becoming solid when they were once a blur.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas strides over and levels his holy blade.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">The mass of pieces in his hands crumbles apart and falls through his fingers to the ground.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">It'll be the second time he decapitates a fiend with this sword.

* Flint Carthan steps back and... just dumps a bottle of holy water over Aelian. Spores be gone as they shrivel away from the water.

Gnogglebolt:<i><font color="#000000">Oh, that tears it. I know what I'm making next.

</i>Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Coup de Grace. &#171; &#160;1d10+7+2d6 = 2 + 7 + 10 = 19&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Thomas Lazarus has received initiative.Vrock:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+14 = 8 + 14 = 22&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Fort save...

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">aww., I wanted to. hehe

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">19+&#171; &#160;1d10+7 = 4 + 7 = 11&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt rushes over to check on his friends, though there really isn't much he can do.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Oi, Techy, we're still in init.

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Oh, thank you, Flint..&quot; And then Tavia shows her unending gratitude.. by showering everyone in holy water as she shakes.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">oop, sorry

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Do we really need to stay in init to rush each other for killing blow rights? :B *bricked*

Vrock:<font color="#000000">The creature's head is cleanly lopped off -- and then its body disintegrates in a puff of fetid-smelling powdery white spores and feather fragments.

RAM:<font color="#990000">It's for spore damage.

Aelian has received initiative.RAM:<font color="#990000">Did any of you listen to Lia? :B

GM:<font color="#000000">Though, I think it's safe to say everyone will get doused with holy water before the vrock's next turn. :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Okay, now pardon me one second

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Super backlog jumbled from getting ribs out of oven

Dretch 3:<font color="#000000">The dretches' bodies boil and bubble away, leaving behind oily black smoke and the smell of rotting meat.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Allright, first order of business.. See if we can't unpetrify that poor knight, and then find out where the hells, pardon my pun, those things came from!&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Eww, rotting meat. Even worse. :/

TMG:<font color="#000000">aaand buddy Vargoth is here, and I'm the only one in the house. I have to entertain him. :B

RAM:<font color="#990000">Yo Vargy! :D

TMG:<font color="#000000">(he stepped outside to grab something from his car though)

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thomas! Are you alright?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Do you have healing wands and equipment and things?&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">Cadamon places a hand on Thomas' shoulder; &#171; &#160;4d8+8 = 18 + 8 = 26&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; healing. &quot; I'm glad we came along. &quot; Inspecting for wounds... &#171; &#160;1d20+16 = 14 + 16 = 30&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy hef potionkundy if hyu vant!&quot; :D

* Thomas Lazarus continues glaring at the spot where the Vrock used to be. &quot;...&quot; He remains mute for a moment as he glances around to assess the damage.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Indeed. Fat lot of good cleaning this place up did if there's a place for demons to pop in from.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">So, init over?

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Hey, no fair, I was going to heal him -- &#171; &#160;1d8+1 = 3 + 1 = 4&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; wand tap for Sszeyl in passing. &quot;How're you doing, Sszeyl?&quot;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d8+1 = 8 + 1 = 9&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; more!

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Now..the big question is..where did they come from? Is there a hidden circle where they could appear without being summoned?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I know exactly where they came from. I warned you all about it over and over, too. You should not disrespect any god, no matter how foul they are.&quot;

Aureate Knight 4:<font color="#000000">&quot;There couldn't be a hidden circle, we scoured this area...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He sheathes his holy sword finally. &quot;Do not underestimate them just because we cleaned the ground with a few mortal spells.&quot;

Aureate Knight 4:<font color="#000000">&quot;We'll check for casualties ahead.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hey, aeilion..can you track em to where they appeared from?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus finally looks back to Gnogglebolt and remarks softly,

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Don't be silly, Tom.&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;I'm currently in the midst of a murderous rage.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;But I don't feel angry.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I'll believe that when we find no evidence to the contrary. A god taking offense at a bunch of mortals is a little far fetched.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Strange.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;On the off chance someone did bring them here, we may be able to pick up a trail from wherever they appeared.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Aelian. And yes, I can.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Besides. From speaking to mark, there ARE other priests around than the ones we killed here.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Hmph..&quot; Tom responds to the protests by pointing at the fallen constructs.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;That is a Retriever of the Abyss.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Ahem.&quot;

Aureate Knight 4:<font color="#000000">The hallway beyond the door is a horror show. There are corpses and scorch marks left by magic scattered about... a few statues that used to be soldiers...

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;I can see two petrified guards.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;It looks like a schpider.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It is sent to bring things back of significance to demon princes.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;More than that ... if cursing at Erythnul's bloody arse summoned demons, you couldn't walk the streets without stepping on dretch corpses.&quot;

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Anyone going to fix them?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;It was here for the unlucky bronze.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I may love to build nearly anything, but I am not going to repair an infernal engine.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Vell, too bad for dem. Dey kan't hef it.&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well,good luck we showed up. Imagine these folks having to deal with it alone.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;At least we know the bronze itself isn't cursed or miasmic...&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;That's.. even more far fetched, Thomas. Really, think of it. A bunch of other-worldy evils that be, after material realm metals? No, that I can't accept in any straight.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus sighs and proceeds. &quot; Please excuse me. &quot;

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&quot;We need to melt it down and erase the symbol.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Coming after us? Maybe. We're the cause of all this. But the bronze? No.&quot;

* Cedric Nothasca nods. &quot;Quickly.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Remember, the demons pretty much straight up said what they're here for at the opening of the fight. ))

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tathi is right, actually. There are powerful spells that can *make* bronze, even.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( Thomas isn't speculating, he's reciting. :B ))

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Demons are beings of chaos. They can and do lie.&quot;

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&quot;We will finish negotiations and paperwork tomorrow. This bronze clearly must be dealt with posthaste.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yeah they came in from outside. They were sent, And while their master might by a god..I'm more inclined to think theres a head cultists out there we didn't get, who can bring things like this here and send it after his precious bronze disk.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;That doesn't matter right now.&quot; He trods off, still wounded, to check on the guards and knights.

Tathi: <font color="#9933ff">(( well he's wrong. they didn't specify. ))

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">No.

Tathi: <font color="#9933ff">(( they just said 'you have something'. ))

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">They said we had something they wanted.

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">Wait, I gave you some healing, Thomas. D: Meany:<font color="#CC0066">^

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Oi, Thomas!

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Wait up, Tom!&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">Adjust your HP!

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">And we don't even know which entity sent them. =3=;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">You got 26 points of healing!

Edaric:<font color="#000000">A bard tags along, feeding healing energy into the cleric. ^^; &#171; &#160;2d8+8 = 11 + 8 = 19&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Have more.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Sorry, I was distracted. Is someone seeing to this guard?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Well I'm pretty sure the something wasn't the ham leg on top of the loot, you dorks. :P

* Liatai needs to read up, hold on for two shakes.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">And I'm pretty sure the DM is dangling a plot hook somewhere. ;)

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">no wait. that's obviously it. it's demons, they would of come for the most innane item of all

Miron:<font color="#000000">*convert slot to Cure Critical Wounds, touch Tom* &#171; &#160;4d8+9 = 22 + 9 = 31&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; ker-heal

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">they CAME FOR THE HAM!

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Sszeyl approaches the officials, eyes still red.

* Dr. Hatari ignores. :B

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Aelian, Primera...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;I trust you have a greater reserve of guards, to replace those who fell today?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Kundy?&quot; :D

* Gamal-Junayd looks at the stairs. does it look like something big came down em?

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Dammit, you can't go crawling around here hurt. What if one of them popped from behind a corner?&quot;

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yes.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Anyone? Hello? The man is kind of frozen solid..&quot;

Primera:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Si.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Half-Elf and kitty are offered potion candy.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Okay, we definitely need to get those guards unpetrified.&quot;

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&quot;We wll attend to them.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Ah, thank you.&quot; What's its strength again?

* Thomas Lazarus speaks up to Tathi, &quot;There are more. Checking.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...I don't suppose anyone has any magic? Cadamon? Thomas?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Iz apple flavor!&quot; Cure Moderate Wounds.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Allright, allright.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;2d8 = 4&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; healing!

* Thomas Lazarus cradles his chin while looking at a guard.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Oh gods.. so many losses..&quot;

Primera:<font color="#CC0066">&#171; &#160;2d8 = 5&#160; <font color="#CC0066">&#187; Healz.

Aureate Knight 1:<font color="#000000">The knights are attempting to stabilize their fallen, but their meager healing magic can only do that.

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Looks like tracking won't be necessary. It's almost certain they came from the stairs.&quot;

* Shankfang the Deffrider is the Candy Man!

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Excellent. I suggest you pull from the local Mace for your guarding until the area is safe, again.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Aelian readies an arrow, but doesn't draw it yet.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;...So, shall ve see vere dey kame from?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi taps the one near her, and offers a potion of cure light wounds.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;No doubt. but they may have left tracks from the point of summon. And, if someone did summon them, they may have left tracks from there..to wherever they are now.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Definitely. The stairs and opening have been nigh destroyed to make room for the massive construct, and there are more casualties above, rended and burnt horrifically.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yep. We aren't so exhausted not to be able to deal with them, and well, I don't want any more surprises of this sort.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas looks occupied in thought.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He finally blinks and looks over. &quot;...&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">is it possible to still get up the stairs?

* Aureate Knight 4 looks up, then nods. &quot;Thank you.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He looks annoyed. &quot;I told you. You can be skeptical all you want..&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Great.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">You can get up the stairs, but you'll need a Survival or Search check (depending on what feats you have) to follow the track of the demons once the trail of dead and petrified soldiers ends.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Another expense.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..But they can come from anywhere they want. They had the guidance of powerful forces behind them, and were moving a Retriever at the behest of a greater dark agency. They can teleport from anywhere, to anywhere. That's the power of the dark gods spurred into motion.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Well, at least we can still say we spited them...&quot; Gnogglebolt says to Thomas, gritting his teeth and looking around at the carnage.

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;The trail of bodies suggests something else.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Aelian, want to come with me and check for tracks up above?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus raises a hand. &quot;I didn't say here! Quick distracting me with all this.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;If it was so, it'd have suited them best to appear behind our backs in the middle of the room.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Already planning on it. Lead the way.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus glares east and ponders more.

* Gamal-Junayd climbs up, and searches for the end of the easy trail

Knight 10:<font color="#000000">The knight draws a sudden gasp of breath after the potion is slowly trickled down his throat, coughing. &quot;D-- demons --!!&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">Miron follows above

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">I think I went too far and now can't see anything

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; Maybe the commander and I..&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">So does Tathi gang.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Question; no more is any more combat actually planned?

Aureate Knight 4:<font color="#000000">&quot;They've been vanquished. Rest here, we'll take it from here.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">where to move token?

* Shankfang the Deffrider comes with for dakka support!

* VAE ... doesn't understand this map

VAE:<font color="#000000">was away when it was used last

GM:<font color="#000000">Hold on a bit.

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

GM:<font color="#000000">You left your NPCs behind, let me move them.

GM:<font color="#000000">And then I'll answer your questions.

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

Gamal-Junayd whispers: could you move my token back a bit, he's lost in the vbl behind the stair

Gamal-Junayd whispers: thanks

TMG:<font color="#000000">Well, since Vargy's here and no one else from family is, I'm going afk for a bit. Gnogglebolt sticks with the group, helps out where he can, will fight with grenades if there's another fight (inventory is in token notes), and if we go back to HQ, he shuts himself in the workshop again.

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

GM:<font color="#000000">No more combat is planned.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Srs-face Thomas continues to assess the damage and determine what the course of action for helping the fallen should be.

GM:<font color="#000000">Miron, you're in a decent place.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..I can remove petrification tonight.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Commander Ashmore may also be able to.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We can help the others within a day.&quot;

* Edaric kneels and gives the fallen soldier a wand-tap. &#171; &#160;2d8+3 = 12 + 3 = 15&#160;  &#187;

* Thomas Lazarus softens his face slightly and looks over.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Also.. I've been distracted..&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Thanks everyone.&quot; He nods to Ed especially.

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">someone's house?

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">GM: Miron, you're in a decent place.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;...Qvestion.&quot;

* VAE confuzzled

Liatai:<font color="#000000">No, I mean on the map. XD

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

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

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Vould dat skroll fix petrifikation?&quot; :.

GM:<font color="#000000">For Miron who wasn't here, this staircase leads up, and up, and eventually to the foundation of a ruined (and now very bloody and extra-ruined) farmhouse. Anyone rolling to see where the tracks go past the house?

* Thomas Lazarus wipes his gloves off and closes his eyes. &quot;As good a lesson as that might've been for you, no, I'm afraid not. But it's okay.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Hells yes!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;We have the power to save all those petrified. It'll just take a while. The others ...&quot; He looks to a few killed guards.

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

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+14 = 9 + 14 = 23&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; survival!

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">(Search Check : &#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 12 + 3 = 15&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;)

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

Tavia:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+4 = 15 + 4 = 19&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; survival!

GM:<font color="#000000">Oh, well that's easy!

GM:<font color="#000000">They don't go anywhere. They vanish.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Oi, Hy'm not heartless. Hy chust hef my own priorities that heppen to differ from hyu's.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Hrmm.. Looks like Thomas is correct in some ways. They were 'ported in.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">They go just outside the building, crash into it, leaving carnage in their wake -- and nothing before that.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Any tracks of anyone or thing that might of brought em here?&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">Nada.

Geoff J. Cumberland:<font color="#000000">The poor appraiser you guys brought in has fainted in a corner.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Not unless you count this location as one of the Many's sites of former worship..&quot; He comments with one closed eye.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;DAmn. well perhaps we'll get a lead on the other cultists in the area another time.&quot;

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

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

Aureate Knight 1:<font color="#000000">&quot;... you have that kind of power? To return people who have been turned to stone?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">With the investigation more or less concluded, Tom walks about and settles from DEMONHUNTER mode into Healer mode. Sszeyl gets &#171; &#160;1d8+5 = 8 + 5 = 13&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; healing, Primera gets &#171;  &#160;1d8+5 = 4 + 5 = 9&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;, Aelian gets &#171;  &#160;1d8+5 = 6 + 5 = 11&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;.

* Thomas Lazarus comments stoicly while walking. &quot;Yes.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Thanks Thomas.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He also helps any wounded guards he finds, but, background.

Tavia:<font color="#9933FF">Wow you really do hate my haircut. T_T

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Awwwww~ ^^;; &#171; &#160;1d8+5 = 3 + 5 = 8&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well... they did it for me and my friend the hunter months ago.&quot; :3 &#171; &#160;1d20+18 = 16 + 18 = 34&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Diplomacy~ Reputation-spreading go!

Tavia:<font color="#9933FF">Wag wag sloppy lick. :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Blame your master, I couldn't see your HP block. :B

Aureate Knight 1:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- The Order of the Aureate Palm will gladly pay for your services.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;--Pay?&quot; He stops and looks back.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I'm pretty sure we don't accept payment for healing..&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;No one will pay for the damages suffered in an attack from the Abyss.&quot; He points a finger. &quot;Consider it pro bono. I won't accept any arguments, okay?&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Careful, he'll wrestle you if you argue or try to tip him.&quot; Tathi says with a smirk.

VAE:<font color="#000000">ETA btw? It kinda is 4 AM

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">You're fortunate I'm not the Lawful Neutral commander. ^^

* Gamal-Junayd heads back down

* Thomas Lazarus would even stand up to Ashmore when it comes to demons! &gt;:|

* Thomas Lazarus would just regret it later when the demons are gone. &gt;.&gt;;;;;;

Aureate Knight 1:<font color="#000000">&quot;Very well, inquisitor... if you insist.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's what your order would do if it were our men petrified.&quot; Cadamon nods in agreement.

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot; Not one word to the commander about this, &quot; he mutters aside to Flint.

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot; Not a one. &quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">You are lucky I'm elsewhere.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&gt;:3

* Thomas Lazarus sighs and inspects the dead to make sure nothing horrible lurks in them, like Orcus' undeath or the like. Most likely, he simply closes their eyes and moves them together with a bit more reverence than bodies are usually treated with in this career.

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot; He has enough budget worries. &quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">And those aren't made better by reckless spending :3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Afk 2 more shakes.

GM:<font color="#000000">Ew... well, if you needed more evidence that this was the work of someone or something tied to Erythnul, you've got it in the state of the bodies. No hidden traps... they're just mutilated. And very, very dead.

GM:<font color="#000000">You do manage to find and rescue &#171; &#160;1d10+2 = 4 + 2 = 6&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; more survivors, though.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Any lootz?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Weellll maybe the ones that are torsos or headless or have burst eyes don't quite get that treatment... &gt;.&gt;;

Cedric Nothasca:<font color="#000000">You just recieved massive amounts of gold and loot...

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">Adventurers. Hmph.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">I have a dragon in my head.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">OUR GREED IS UNENDING.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">:E

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Loot is like Dakka.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Never enuff.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Now be careful with this bag.

GM:<font color="#000000">No loot -- even the construct has vanished by the time you return belowground.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">It contains more riches than actually exist.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Not like you two can talk. Your magic missiles are coins.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Sszeyl, still not enuff dakka.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Although it's scarcely enough to save everyone right now, Thomas does linger aside for some time while clean-up and talk and tracking goes on.

* Thomas Lazarus meditates for a time.

GM:<font color="#000000">We'll likely wrap up once this scene is done.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Let's put theory to practice. Tom readies a Break Enchantment to see just how well he can undo this damage.

* Thomas Lazarus starts. &quot;...?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Wait. Wait..&quot; He furrows his brow.

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

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Still red-eyed. Turning to Tom.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Can you carefully collect all the statues and gather them for me? You're the strongest.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Yes?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Can-do.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus shrinks a little. &quot; Wait what's wrong?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">And so he does.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Are you okay?&quot; D;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;I have the feeling that I should be furious.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;But I feel oddly calm.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Aside from the urge to grab people by the neck and squeeze.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I think the charms are working..&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..O..oh.. ... ..I guess it might be 'him'. ... Why is he upset? ... Well, actually, nevermind. As long as you're okay.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;It's not just him. I think it's both of us.&quot;

* Edaric noticeably changes his route in searching for casualties so that it veers away from Sszeyl. ^^;;; *brick'd*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..... Oh. is it because this is now your lair?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Not quite. It is a lair, and it is mine, but it isn't my lair yet.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;He's angry because he thought those demons were going to steal the bronze.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Hm..&quot; He puzzles over it a little, but divides his attention.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;And he wants to do that.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus scoffs lightly. &quot;..oh.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Your hoard. the bronze is in your lair...and invaders came to steal it.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tom walks over to the collection of petrified soldiers after his prayer is prepared.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;So Dragon.&quot; :B

* Thomas Lazarus cradles his chin and dons an introspective look. &quot;...&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;If you need any divination, Thomas, let me know.&quot;

* Dr. Hatari just noticed an interesting entry on Break Enchantment.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Targets: Up to one creature per level, all within 30 ft. of each other

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..I've never done this before. Let's see.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">This spell frees victims from enchantments, transmutations, and curses. Break enchantment can reverse even an instantaneous effect. For each such effect, you make a caster level check (1d20 + caster level, maximum +15) against a DC of 11 + caster level of the effect. Success means that the creature is free of the spell, curse, or effect. For a cursed magic item, the DC is 25.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... THE CL TRAP AGAIN. XD

* Thomas Lazarus bows his head and begins channeling energy during a chant. The process takes a minute.

* Liatai digs through stats.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Look I'm just pasting lines, dats your problem. :B *bricked*

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">if nothing else, use it's HD

Liatai:<font color="#000000">That seems the best course of action.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">After a long magical build up, Tom intones the last syllable of a long sequence and suddenly thrusts his hands towards the petrified guards. A wave of translucent force washes over them, and... CL check: &#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 15 + 10 = 25&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; CL check: &#171;  &#160;1d20+10 = 9 + 10 = 19&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; CL check: &#171;  &#160;1d20+10 = 20 + 10 = 30&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; CL check: &#171;  &#160;1d20+10 = 16 + 10 = 26&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

GM:<font color="#000000">Just for narration's sake... is this happening in the ruined farmhouse, or underground?

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Since statues are heavy and of questionable durability, Thomas opts to move them as little as possible. Underground.

GM:<font color="#000000">Drat, there goes that idea. :B

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

GM:<font color="#000000">There doesn't seem to be any effect at first... but then... the statues all begin to shiver slightly, color seeping back into their limbs and armor.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Now I kinda wanna know what it was. :3

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Pretty much that, but add snow. :B

GM:<font color="#000000">And the first words being remarks on how cold it was.

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

* Thomas Lazarus lowers his hands and waits with wide eyes and baited breath. &quot;...&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">lulz, you troll. :P

* Dr. Hatari apparently cooks crazy-killer BBQ ribs. *bricked*

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

Knight 2:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- to the last --&quot; One of the knight statues gasps, before dropping his sword. The rest of the former statues are standing a bit wobbily.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Oh, wrapping up soon? I'll stick around until we're done.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Support'd!

* Edaric notices what's going on, and offers an arm. &quot;Take it easy, it takes a few minutes to steady up again.&quot;

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">Aelian does the same. They've got experience in this matter.

VAE:<font color="#000000">I hope so

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Oh, and watch out for any lovely ladies.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Velkom back to de vaking vorld.&quot;

* VAE half asleep :3

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;I HEARD THAT.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus lowers his arms to his sides. Were all the petrified guards and knights saved?

Aureate Knight 9:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- The demons -- what happened to the demons?&quot;

Knight 2:<font color="#000000">All of them were saved. :3

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Sent back to hell.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">err..the abyss. but it just doesn't sound as good as sent back to hell

* Thomas Lazarus bows his head and releases a heavy sigh. &quot; Thank you, shining lord.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Ve kicked deir asses.&quot; :3

Aureate Knight 9:<font color="#000000">&quot;May the devils and those bastards tear each other to pieces, then.&quot;

* Knight 9 looks at the knight, a bit shocked. o.o

Knight 9:<font color="#000000">Not very Palm-like language. o.o

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's because you speak with a mouth, not a palm&quot;

Aureate Knight 9:<font color="#000000">I've just been turned back from being turned to stone and failed to vanquish demons, shut it. &gt;:|

Knight 9:<font color="#000000">Shutting it. ^^;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And mouths we got the same, palm or the Mace.&quot;

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

* Thomas Lazarus looks to Gnogglebolt.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Can I speak with you for a moment, friend?&quot;

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

VAE:<font color="#000000">:3 Miron thought the result of demons being sent to hell clever

* Thomas Lazarus nods to the revived knights while he walks back to the arena chamber.

* Thomas Lazarus whispers while they walk.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Sszeyl goes to visit Jeremiah.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">See how he's going and to inform him of the incoming workers.

Cedric Nothasca:<font color="#000000">The knights and treasurers are making plans to melt down the bronze, erasing the symbol of Erythnul and hopefully the god's tie to the bronze.

GM:<font color="#000000">Jeremiah's door is locked tight. Small wonder.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Knock knock knock.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Jeremiah. It is me, again.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas is speaking with Gnogglebolt quietly. He looks aside with a serious, but calm expression.

You whisper to Dr. Hatari: Ahem... whisper me too? {:3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">On second thought, there's no reason to actually whisper the lines. Force of habit. Here;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Oh, well. Reposting mine then, as well.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Fifteen thousand gold pieces.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">In order, lemme go first

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt follows Thomas. &quot;That was a great thing you did there. I...well, I can't really say I dislike magic as much anymore...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">(ok, go)

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... That's what it would cost to undo the death the demon attack just caused.&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I agreed to accept about nine thousand over five years. But I don't really care about that pittance.&quot; He looks back at the dead.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...Wait, are you saying....ohhh.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks back with a solemn expression.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Those are knights who just stood up against fiends..&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... But we can't do this every time.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... But we still have the power to ...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... What should we do?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...No, we can't. But they wouldn't have died if it weren't for the disc in the first place...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;....We should do what we can. We need to talk to everyone else about putting all of the first few payments towards ressurecting the fallen.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;You know, when you gain the power to revive people yourself, Thomas, this realm is going to find itself with a shortage of diamond dust.&quot; Comes a voice from behind.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Taken together, the whole disc is more than enough.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Sszeyl just keeps knocking. :v It isn't like early in the morning, is it?

* Thomas Lazarus glances over his shoulder. &quot;...&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt likewise glances in Tathi's direction as she approaches.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... That's why I'm ... talking about it, Tathi.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I do. I could.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...he already can, Tathi.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;But I don't know if I.. if we can.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Or.. should, I guess.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">On the contrary, it's mid-afternoon, and the DM can't find Jeremiah's token. *brick'd*

* Thomas Lazarus sighs and rubs his brow. &quot; I don't know..&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">She raises her eyebrows a little. &quot;Really? Impressive.. But, it does raise a conundrum, doesn't it?&quot; She says, and walks over.

* Gamal-Junayd walks over to the group talking

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I think...given the circumstances, that we stand to get money for the reason that thoe people died...&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Something wrong?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh for goodness sake.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus nods.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;You know, brother...&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Ultimately, it is a good thing to do. But that raises the question if it's the right thing to do.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I made this bed, I'll lay in it. XPP

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gogglebolt rolls his eyes as more people follow what was supposed to be a private conversation.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">(not you, hatari. xP )

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;They died in a just fight. They'll get their eternal reward up there, even if you do nothing.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">wait a sec./

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;If it means anything, I'm more than willing to donate my share to the revivals as well. However, there is one small, nagging detail that keeps running around in the back of my head.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">No one else's tokens are even nearby.

TMG:<b><font color="#000000">Stop talking to us or we go back to whispers! &gt;:O

</b>Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">oh hush you visually pampered newbie.

VAE:<font color="#000000">because moving tokens is silly?

* Thomas Lazarus watches the ground. &quot; I know that, but hearing it gives me no solace, brother.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#ff0000">(( It's fine, no one else was doing anything, and this is interesting.. :B ))

Jeremiah Crane:<font color="#000000">A crossbow appears pointed out the window, before the door is unlocked.

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;You believe that this was an act by the Many himself, a vengeful swipe from a god. How much are you spiting him by denying him whatever tiny victories he won this day?&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I have no problem giving up my share for bringing them back. If the crown would agree to find the diamond dust instead of hte yearly payments, I see no reason not to attempt their return.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Besides, you can't afford to do this every time...&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus raises a finger with closed eyes. &quot;'Twas his intervention. I've no doubt. But demons slew these men. Demons.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;It's me, Jeremiah. I'm coming in, and have no one with me at present.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Right, well, before this spirals into only half of us knowing what's going on...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;On my watch. With my power to undo it, at the ready.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I did not become a demon slayer...&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Le enter.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;To let that kind of thing go unanswered!&quot;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Would the rest of you mind if Thomas and I spoke alone for the moment? We'll bring this up once everyone is back at HQ.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;You killed the demon.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Profits mean nothing to me. I'll pay out of pocket if that's what it takes.&quot;

Jeremiah Crane:<font color="#000000">&quot;What... in the world... is happening out there?&quot; The old man looks very pale, rather ill, and very shaky.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Both of them, in fact.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;And the time after that, and the time after that.&quot; He grips his fists and seems to become resolute! *-*

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Another demon attack.&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;No gnogglebolt. If we need to ask for a change int he deal with the crown, we should do so now, and it would take a decent number of us to agree to give up their share, in part or whole, to afford it, would it not?&quot;

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

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Until I'm an ascetic with a blade.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;And the time that you become a beggar.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;The demons were all killed, don't worry.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Half-Orc on Tom's back. :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Sszeyl has since fixed his eyes.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Doof. =3=~

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's why I want to wait until all of us are around our table back home...but ugh. Oh well, nevermind.&quot;

* Jeremiah Crane sinks into a chair, cradling his face in his hands, letting the crossbow go to the ground.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;There aren't cultists so rich that you ould ressurect all their victims.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thomas, and everyone else, I think we all realize that this indeed can't be done every time.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Are you alright?&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Vile Hy agree dat it vould be a very goot tink to do, und ve do bear zum responsibility for dis, Hy em vorried dat if ve make a habit of dis, ve vill be unable to sustain it.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus nods solemnly. &quot;...&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;Of course. But we can. This time. So why not?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;But in this one particular case, we are collectively getting paid enough money to bring all of them back, especially when the reason we're getting paid is the reason they died.&quot;

Jeremiah Crane:<font color="#000000">&quot; How much longer can this go on...? &quot; He sure doesn't look okay.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... I know that ... I've been thinking about this for weeks. I know I'm setting an unsustainable precedent ...&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;That reasoning is deeply flawed. The reason they died is that someone summoned demons all over us.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's why I agree we should do it this time. It's a moral obligation. I, personally, won't do any less. If everyone else doesn't agree, then I'm with Thomas, I'll pay out of my own pocket. Despite how it will set me back.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy chust do not vant hyu to be hurt if und ven de time komes dat ve kannot fix dese tinks.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;The item the demons pursued is being destroyed.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I won't profit from the death of allies.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;And now the Crown is invested in it, so they will see that it is done.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;This I will not stand for.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... But this time ...&quot; He raises a fist. &quot;..This time, I can help it, and I would be throwing away everything I believe in and fight for to ignore it! I'll deal with financial loss if it comes to it.. because I'm not a mercenary. I'm an agent of Pelor here to do the most good I can!&quot; *_*

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;If we can do something right..we should.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;In fact ,had we not been here, I doubt anyone of them would have survived.?

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot; not ?

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And very good on that, Thomas.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Thomas gains +1 hotblooded do-gooder point! *bricked*

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I think we need to find out how many agree with this, and go seek a renegotiation.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hy em villink to put my share uf de bronze tovards dis, but I chust vant to make sure hyu know dere iz no vay ve kan possibly sustain such a habit.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Since we've been rudely interrupted by some of our group, let's go gather the rest and figure this out, since someone doesn't want to wait until we're back at HQ.&quot; Gnogglebolt pointedly glances at Gamal.

Miron:<font color="#000000">*shrug* &quot;Not even we bring back every single inquisitor that has ever died.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;On to more pleasant news. I have acquired funds to increase the budget for your living expenses, and repairs to the farm by another one thousand and five hundred gold, with some change.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;We know that, Shankfang. We said that already.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Und hyu do not feel guilty if a time komes ven ve kannot do so.&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Oh shut it. I'm tired of sitting around for hours while a couple of players hog all the stagelight.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;It's just this particular situation under these particular circumstances.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;As well as found a family willing to move out here, and learn from you how to farm.&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Every situation is as particular.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hyu deed not let me feenish, Gnoggle.&quot; :/

* Jeremiah Crane draws a shaky breath. &quot;... come back in a few minutes, please...?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Some other workers might be coming by, but I haven't heard back from their leader yet.&quot;

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

* Shankfang the Deffrider is still hanging off of Tom's back, by the way. :B

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;If that is what you wish.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Sszeyl leaves without a sound.

* Thomas Lazarus is too busy getting all fired up on escalating heroic ideals to notice the weight. *o*

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;So, thomas, Shankfang, I will..was anyone else willing to give up their share?&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">It's not even a minute before Jeremiah's dog comes up barking frantically at Sszeyl.

* Thomas Lazarus glances back. &quot;Eh?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Sszeyl looks at the dog.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">And starts toward Jeremiah's house.

Tavia:<font color="#9933FF">If only I could hear that barking. T_T

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hyu hear me Tomas? Hyu kannot feel guilty if dis heppens again und ve kannot fix it, or Hy vill give hyu a reverse snowgie!&quot; &gt;:O

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Gamal, should we not go and gather everyone else and inform them of this before making so many decisions indivudally, like you yourself suggested?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Roll a listen check.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">:B

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

Tavia:<font color="#9933FF">&#171; &#160;1d20+5 = 14 + 5 = 19&#160; <font color="#9933FF">&#187; Listen!

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;Then go and gather.&quot;

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll go see if they would be willing to renegotiate at all.&quot;

GM:<font color="#000000">The door is swinging open; the dog's apparently learned how to open it, but not how to shut it. The old man is collapsed, unconscious on the floor.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Reverse snowgie!&quot; &gt;:O

Miron:<font color="#000000">*shakes head* ''This is not going anywhere well... ''

* Gamal-Junayd goes and finds the people from the treasury.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Alright then. Let's go.&quot; And so, Gnogglebolt starts walking around...with everyone else? To gather the rest of the party.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I'll let the gods handle limiting me by how much diamond dust they've seen fit to fill the mountains and the markets with.&quot; He looks away. &quot;That's what it's for. I'll worry about me just fine until then.&quot;

Sszeyl:<b><font color="#CC0066">Oh, hello again.

</b>Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">We seem to getting angry a lot today.

Sszeyl:<b><font color="#CC0066">Quite.

</b>Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Goot.&quot; :B

Miron:<font color="#000000">*shrugs* &quot;Your choice...&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Darn tootin'!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Sszeyl gently picks up Jeremiah...and then -zoom zoom.-

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Down he goes into the caves.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Thomas!&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Medical emergancy here!&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Hyu make a goot horse, Tomas.&quot; :B

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

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

Aelian:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;What the..?&quot;

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

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;The money could be better spent though.&quot;

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">The other cleric around is also pinged. o.o

* Thomas Lazarus bucks Shankfang. &gt;:O *bricked*

VAE:<font color="#000000">ETA ? :3

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;What is it?&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">now it's almost 5

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Alright, coming..&quot; He rushes off after.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You can leave whenever you want, we'll just wrap up and RP a little more.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Found him unconscious in his house.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">And that was all the major dude stuff I had in mind for Tom this day.

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">as he approaches the treasurers &quot;Excuse me...but a few of us, in light of the situation, were talking about renegiating the deal on the bronze. We were wondering if it would be possible if the crown could provide enough diamond dust to bring those that fell to the demons back, and some of us are willing to give all or part of our shares to accomplish this. Would this be a possibly acceptable change to the deal?&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;I do not know human physiology enough to guess.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Renegotiate.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Pray we do not renegiate it further. *blaster'd*

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+16 = 3 + 16 = 19&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Heal check...

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Cadamon.. it seems like the power to raise dead is exerting undue strain on Brother Thomas.: TMG:<font color="#000000">So, uh, should we then hold off on informing each individual party member all at once about the situation next session, or shall this really be handled today?

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I thought we did?

VAE:<font color="#000000">this seems

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

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

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">It appears only half the party, because only half the party has weighed in.

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Not now, brother -- please ask Inquisitor Lazarus what healing spells he has available. And quickly.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Not to mention no one's keeping their tokens together, so I can't tell for sure who's heard and who hasn't.

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;I myself have a good few - I can cast them on my own.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt furrows his brow and looks alert as he follows Thomas to the unconcious farmer.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Fair enough. Although Tom was actually presuming to just pay for all of it himself if it came down to it.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;What happened?&quot;

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">If we learned anything from this session it's that we're all grotesquely super-rich. :B

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+16 = 17 + 16 = 33&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; retry!

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi has her own fucking manor. :P

Miron:<font color="#000000">Cure light wounds &#171; &#160;1d8+5 = 7 + 5 = 12&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; on Crane

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;A stroke, by the looks of it.&quot; Cadamon begins to take medicines out of his pack. &quot;I can stabilize him -- and that certainly helps, inquisitor -- but it would take more specialized magic than I currently have to rouse him.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">and yeah, this might be a failassessment

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; I know all too well I can't keep it up. ... Yoriver is on the horizon. ... But this time ...&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Sounds like we need a strokomancer. :P

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Fuck... and I think Tom spent..&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Sszeyl zooms.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">Physically picks up Tom.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">And carts him back to Crane.

* Swallowtail takes a scroll out of her pack... looks it over...

Miron:<font color="#000000">*runs off to main hall*

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

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;What is this, would this help?&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Eh.. that's a way, too.&quot;

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thomas!&quot;

Tathi:<font color="#9933FF">Tathi and Aelian follow. ;)

* Thomas Lazarus arrives via Drow.

* Swallowtail shoves the Panacea scroll into Tom's hands. &quot;What was this? You threw at me.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I--??&quot; He seems perplexed. He forgot he even did that.

* Thomas Lazarus unfurls scroll.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Crane has suffered a stroke.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Ply your craft, please.&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;... !&quot; Well, no time for lessons. Thomas recites the spell and casts Panacaea on Jeremiah. The magic gets put to a better use than the usual hangover cure. *bricked*

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;How strange..&quot; o_o; &quot;.. was this providence?&quot;

Jeremiah Crane:<font color="#000000">Very much better; the spell's light has barely faded before the old man's eyes flicker open. &quot; ... wha... where... &quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Thanks, GM. Now he's gonna be all smug and I'm never going to hear the end of it. =3=

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;You are in the underground, Jeremiah.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;Huh, lucky.&quot; :.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">You still should have spent it on puppytown. &gt;: Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">Puppytown doesn't exist. =3=

Miron:<font color="#000000">&quot;Indeed. Inquisitor Lazarus just saved your life.&quot;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">A town of puppies woul never be able to sustain itself. =3=

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Tathi, puppytown is real, right?? D: *bricked*

Miron:<font color="#000000">It'd be sustained by making puppy eyes on Tom, and blackmailing him into supporting them

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Please, take it easy. You've had an ordeal.&quot; Cadamon nods to Miron and Thomas.

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">An excellent point, Miron.

* Thomas Lazarus kneels and examines the man, but, little doubt he's doing better by the moment.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Quite an ordeal..&quot;

Miron:<font color="#000000">just imagine - a full town of puppies making puppy eyes.

Jeremiah Crane:<font color="#000000">Indeed he is... you'd hardly even know what just happened except for the paleness and a bit of a tremor. Powerful healing magic, indeed. &quot; ... what... happened? &quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;You had a stroke.&quot;

VAE:<font color="#000000">Anyways, night. it's 5AM straight

Sszeyl: <font color="#cc0066">(( Night. ))

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">That much puppy power? They could get Tom to do anything!

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

</i>Jeremiah Crane:<font color="#000000">&quot; .... snow? &quot; The high-speed run to the barn left a fair bit of snow on both monk and farmer.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;It was faster for me to move you, than to summon the healers to you.&quot;

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Your dog shall be along shortly.&quot;

Tavia:<font color="#9933FF">In the meantime, I'm a stand-in. Hi. :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Easy there, Mr. Crane. ... We ran into a little residual ... curse. It's being removed once and for all.&quot;

Jeremiah's Dog:<font color="#000000">A mound of wet fur and snow approaches, panting.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Good thing we did the cleansing bro bono or this would be super embarassing. *bricked*

Teeny Rin:<font color="#FF0000">I'D LIKE TO VOICE A COMPLAINT ABOUT YOUR PRODUCT.

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

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

Jeremiah's Dog:<font color="#000000">The dog is busy snuffling and whining and slobbering all over his master. ;o;

Shankfang the Deffrider:<font color="#990000">&quot;He's hokay, doggie. Tomas fixed him.&quot; :B

Cadamon Gardner:<font color="#000000">&quot; I can attend to him if you have business with the treasurers. &quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">(vargoth's right behind me, and I'm telling him abut how awesome Lia is that she's a dog person and works with animals and at a vet clinic, and is able to put animals into the game that are super cute and adorable because you know their behavior so well. |3 )

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Thank you, Lieutenant Commander.&quot; Tom rises.

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

* Dr. Hatari can't even see that dogs face. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">(including hearkening to the stories of how dogs can actually tell when something is very wrong with their owner and raise a hollar to get someone's attention)

TMG:<font color="#000000">(which is awesome and heartwarming. ^^ )

Smoke:<font color="#000000">... Smoke has no manners. Who are you, other dog? Snuffsnuff -- until Flint grabs his collar and forcibly drags the dog away. =3=;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt lets out a breath, happy that the crisis has been taken care of.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;That poor man. He's been through so much here.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...At any rate. Vigilant guardians? All vigilant guardians, and including you, Flint. Everyone involved in the bronze business?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;To those of you who -don't- already know, something new has come up...&quot;

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">did the treasurers ever respond to gamal? or jsut busy with crane?

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&quot;...&quot; Once the crisis recedes a little... &quot;How much would be necessary?&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus is busy looking off towards the slaughtered.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">He's certainly lost in thought.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt does a headcount, and notes that everyone's here this time.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">&quot;I believe it was mentioned..around 15 thousand gold worth fo diamond dust, though I may be wrong. Thomas has the exact figure.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;...So. For those of you not in the know yet.&quot;

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">The half-elf looks to the human, who is already calculating.

Cedric Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;105000/13 = 105000 / 13 = 8076.923076923076923076923076923077&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Mr. Calculator, could you do my homework for me? *punt'd*

Cedric Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;8075/5 = 8075 / 5 = 1615&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thomas does have the power to return the dead to life, though it does require a high material cost in diamonds. We're facing a personal moral conundrum that we wish to resolve, and that is that three people have died here tonight from this demon attack.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Collectively, we all stand to gain substantial funds. Well more than enough to cover that cost. More to the point, the reason we're getting the funds is the reason they died tonight. So...&quot;

Cedric Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&quot;One thousand, six hundred fifteen gold pieces every year over the next five years for each person, then.&quot; He quickly makes a note on the paperwork. &quot;And fifteen thousand gold pieces worth in diamonds immediately.&quot;

Lafariafel Nothasca:<font color="#000000">&quot;If all of your members are amenable to donating the gold, that is.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus snaps out of it and looks to Cedric in slight awe.

* Thomas Lazarus nods faintly.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;This isn't an obligation if you don't want to, but Thomas and I at least want to put part of our shares towards covering that cost, and making sure some fathers return to their families tonight. Or tomorrow, as the case may be.&quot;

Cedric Nothasca:<font color="#000000">Wizard/rogue accountant, inquisitor. Those figures never stood a chance. *brick'd*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;For those of you who don't want to contrinbute, the rest of us are just paying out of our own pocket.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus ticks his head to the side. &quot; Tomorrow.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;And before you ask, no, this won't become a habit, we know this can't be done regularly. It's just, given that we're getting money over the reason the people died, we want to make sure that's taken care of.&quot;

* Thomas Lazarus can perform three Raise Dead spells a on the same dedicated day, maximum.

Sszeyl:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;So long as I still recieve some gold, I don't mind. I intend that money to be the base stipend for this farm's expenses, in addition to the money I've set aside for repairs and wages.&quot;

Barbarus:<font color="#CC0066">Thumbs up.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">so five days of raising? heh

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;So, does anyone not want to contribute part of their share from the bronze disc?&quot;

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">No, there are only three dead here, I can do it all tomorrow morning. :B

Flint Carthan:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's fine. What's fifteen thousand from that shitload of money no one was expecting, anyway, compared to that? Donate away from my share.&quot; Flint nods.

* Ghostwish jerks his head up. &quot;Bwuh.&quot; =.=

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt looks to the ones who didn't hear before, namely Flint, Swallowtail, Edaric, and the Cats.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">for some reasing I was thinking the cost wrong

Edaric:<font color="#000000">&quot;I agree. Donate away.&quot;

* Dr. Hatari pats Ghost.

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">We're goodieing.

Swallowtail:<font color="#000000">... peer pressuuuuuure. =3=; Swallowtail nods.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Damn goody two shoes. XP

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Alright, well, sounds like it's Cats left to weigh in...

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Are you kidding? I also play Marius and Aetaine and Elgind'Shar. I am FURIOUS that we're wasting this money! *_* *ALL THE BRICKS*

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">cats agreed

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The cats weighed in and agreed. Thumbs-up. :3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">oh, they did? Missed that.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Okay then, well that's everyone.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; Heh.. .&quot; Tom smiles.

TMG:<font color="#000000">And, ah, I guess we're wrapping up?

GM:<font color="#000000">Shall we get noms so people can head to bed? :3

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Everyone.. thanks. Looks like I never needed to presume to stick it out myself with you all around..&quot; ^^

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Oh, btw peeps.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Tom: &quot;ALL THE GOOD!&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Brace yourselves.

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

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">I'm buying two more rings of prestidigitation tomorrow.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Sszeyl - Peacemaker Everyone - Bronze-gilded politics Everyone - rez them!

Dr. Hatari:<i><font color="#FF0000">Oh god the annoying

</i>Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Seconding Tom nom.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Shankfang for Bloom.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Swallowtail for Sneakthief.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Seconding those everyones. :3

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Tathi for ADVICE ASSASSIN.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">We need a 'sneaked up on Tom with advice' counter.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Nomming gnogglebolt for battlefield panic. That made me giggle. XD

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It would be at like four.

TMG:<font color="#000000">ghost; wait, which part exactly? xD

TMG:<font color="#000000">er, which line?

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">notenoughtimenoughtime and the hands blurring. XP

TMG:<font color="#000000">Oh. |3

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

<font color="#990000">...that.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Like a dude trying to build an RPG as a tank's coming over the burm at him. XD

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Exactly that. xD

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">&quot;FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK&quot; and such. XD

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">That was a cool narration.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Even though the like four hour battle..

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">Took 2 turns. :B

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

RAM:<font color="#990000">Rounds, yeah.

* RAM keeps calling them turns instead of rounds. =3=

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

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">tom - they were sent as deific vengeance!

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">miron - they died in a good cause, dont bother ressing em

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

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Nomming gamal for WE ARE CHANGING THE TERMS OF OUR AGREEMENT. :|

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Nomming Sszeyl for ambulance monk.

RAM:<font color="#990000">I AM ALTERING THE DEAL, PRAY I DO NOT ALTER IT FURTHER.

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Look, at the very least it was a greater demon's idea to send a Retriever after it. =w=; It might've been Erythnul..

Thomas Lazarus: <font color="#FF0000">Although I guess it was probably just a Glabrezu or something yeah. =3=

RAM:<font color="#990000">I don't think we're important enough for the gods to take notice.

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

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

GM:<font color="#000000">Any more?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Yes. &gt;:9

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Sszeyl for *Starcraft HUD voice* &quot;Your units are under sttack&quot; Sszeyl: *_*

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

* RAM needs to start thinking of new narrations for Shankfang's stunt shots. &gt;:d

TMG:<font color="#000000">wait, don't you mean &quot;Your base&quot; is under attack? :B

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Jeremiah and the bronze and.. you know.. :B

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">Oh, that

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I haven't played starcraft in years, give me a break. XP

TMG:<font color="#000000">that would be ambulancemonk. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">(I thought you were referring to the invasion of the lair)

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">It's a broad nom. *shrug*

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Miron for endless NOPE &gt;:|

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

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

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

* Dr. Hatari would push Gamal for initially brokering for diamonds, but it was sort of a one-line thing in the end.

TMG:<font color="#000000">That's definitely it from me. Dunno about anyone else.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Swallowtail: &quot;Ohey, I have this scroll that might help!&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I'm spent.

Gamal-Junayd:<font color="#000000">the crane attack overshadowed myt attempts

GM:<font color="#000000">Everyone - 400 XP for combat, 100 XP for Bronze Politics, and 100 XP for Rez Plz! Sszeyl - 100 XP - Monk Ambulance Thomas - 100 XP - Do ALL the good! \o/ 100 XP - I told you about dem vengeful gods and dat unlucky bronze. =3=; Gnogglebolt - 100 XP - Notenoughtimenotenoughtime!!! Tathi - 100 XP - ADVICE NINJA. Shankfang - 100 XP - Kill Shot! &quot;Bloom.&quot; Miron - 100 XP - Eh, why bother, they've got their final reward. Gamal - 100 XP - We're altering the deal. Pray we do not alter it farther.

* Thomas Lazarus has started down the dangerous and arduous path of DO THE IMPOSSIBLE, BREAK THE UNBREAKABLE. &gt;:O

TMG:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;45200+200+100+100+100 = 45200 + 200 + 100 + 100 + 100 = 45700&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;45200+400+100+100+100 = 45200 + 400 + 100 + 100 + 100 = 45900&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

TMG:<font color="#000000">there we go.

Edaric:<font color="#000000">Aw... I thought Ael and I did good with helping the petrified folks. {:3c Ah well, gonna have to try harder next time. *brick'd*

RAM:<font color="#990000">46500 for Shankfang.

GM:<font color="#000000">Saving campaign file!

RAM:<font color="#990000">Fun session, Lia!

Thomas Lazarus:<font color="#FF0000">Sorry Ed. You deserved a nom. I just shamelessly look at the Connections list when I try to think on daily nom events. ^^;;;

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

* RAM liked getting to showcase Rose!

GM:<font color="#000000">Campaign saved!

TMG:<font color="#000000">with EXP saved and taken down, me going Gone with Vargoth out to get something to eat.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Have fun!

TMG:<font color="#000000">And by the way, he had many vulgar &quot;hellos&quot; to say to you, ram. :B

RAM:<font color="#990000">I can imagine.

TMG:<font color="#000000">None that my fingers will type.

TMG:<font color="#000000">HI RA

RAM:<font color="#990000">I can also imagine.

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

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

TMG:<font color="#000000">I want you to have my babies

TMG:<font color="#000000">you sexy bitch

RAM:<font color="#990000">Pfft, please.

GM:<font color="#000000">See ya, all! Fun game. :3

RAM:<font color="#990000">We both know I'm the man in this relationship.

* TMG regains the keyboard. -3-

TMG:<font color="#000000">Jeff?

GM:<font color="#000000">Server may go down at your leisure, spectral one.

TMG:<font color="#000000">that wasn't me. -3-

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

</i>TMG:<font color="#000000">Okay! Going for real this time.

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

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

</i>* Ghostwish jerks his head up again. x.x

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">I.. totally would have nom'd ya ed.. but I'm only like.. 3.7% here right now..

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Shut down at your leisure, and get some good sleep.

Ghostwish:<font color="#9933FF">Okay! *falls asleep at keyboard, server stays up all night*

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

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

</i><i> You have disconnected.

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