Session 83.5

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Liatai:Hi hi.

Liatai:Grabbing tea.

TMG:Yokayz.

Liatai:... no maps?

Liatai:Phooey, gotta see if I've got the NPCs from the Talespinner saved...

TMG:I don't have the Akellon maps, but if all we're doing is Talespinner, do we really need them? :B

Liatai:They're on the Swap, you know, the maps. XP

TMG:You can just open up another instance of MT, pull up the campaign file, then copy-paste the tokens...

Liatai:I leave them up as backup.

Liatai:Can't copy-paste between instances of MapTool, I've tried.

TMG:...no, I don't know, cuz I never hosted them before. :B Thought they were removed...

TMG:...oh, drat.

TMG:Oookay then. Gimme a minute to wrestle with Googledocs.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Okay, two minutes estimated time, and....rising. :/

TMG:<font color="#000000">okay, stable at 2 minuts 20 seconds

TMG:<font color="#000000">Got it. Gonna remove ever map except Talespinner.

TMG:<font color="#000000">*every

TMG:<font color="#000000">so your load isn't bogged down

TMG:<font color="#000000">Okay. FInally done.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Loading campaign file to here...

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Lotta maps, huh? :B

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Mmkay, let's see... Silverthrush won't be there... the regulars are in place... an extra... two extras... good enough.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">...definitely an out-of-date token, but stats aren't important here, anyway.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Anyway! On an undetermined date sometime during the stay in Castleton...

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt, with a large stack of papers under his arm, walks to the old Talespinner, the White Rose.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">They've made good friends with people who's job it is to tell stories, and right now, he needs stories of a sort told.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt walks in through the door, noting all the current patrons.

Darroth Denbury:<font color="#000000">The tavern is, as always, warm and bustling.

TMG:<font color="#000000">(...oh crap. You know what? I should have kept the World Map)

TMG:<font color="#000000">(Oh well. Will go by memory)

Darroth Denbury:<font color="#000000">You'd think they would expand the place...

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Indeed. Does seem a little cramped in here...but anyway. Gnogglebolt takes a seat in one of the corners, and smartly sets his stack of papers--with another stack of envelopes on top--on the table.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">And to unveil his genius master plan, he takes out a larger poster and unfolds it, and holds it above his head. Scribed in large letters, it reads: Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">PAID COUNTRY-TRAVELLING STORY-SPREADING ERRAND. INQUIRE HERE.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">And he smirks and waits for the all the flood.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">*waits for the flood

Darroth Denbury:<font color="#000000">The bartender looks over, and gives a wheezing chuckle. &quot;Coulda picked a spot that isn't the dark place couples hang out,&quot; he says, gesturing with his pipe stem. A few heads turn to look.

Songwriter:<font color="#000000">The two people over here, though, blush. &gt;////&gt;;;;;

Dramatic Storyteller:<font color="#000000">... *peek*

Dramatic Storyteller:<font color="#000000">*_*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt just rolls his eyes at Darroth's comment.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He looks up at the approaching patrons. &quot;Hello there!&quot; He says peppily.

Relaxed Swordsman:<font color="#000000">Yoink. Stealing your seat while your girlfriend checks out the job. |3

Songwriter:<font color="#000000">Hey! :|

Dramatic Storyteller:<font color="#000000">&quot;You seek a storyteller, good sir?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;In a manner of speaking, yes.&quot;

Songwriter:<font color="#000000">Get outta my seat. :|

Relaxed Swordsman:<font color="#000000">Nuh-uh. |3

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Well then!&quot; Gnogglebolt looks up, sure that the people who were going to come over have come over, and clasps his hands on the table. &quot;I've got just a little job that needs doing, and because I can't be in more than one place at once, I can't do it myself.&quot;

* Songwriter casts Suggestion.

Relaxed Swordsman:<font color="#000000">... it suddenly seems like a very good idea to vacate this seat. :.

Songwriter:<font color="#000000">Victory! |D

Relaxed Swordsman:<font color="#000000">Hey! &gt;:|

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt glances over at the two people who seem to be having an unusual fascination with a chair.

TMG:<font color="#000000">;P

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Just keep going, don't mind the shenanigans. XP

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">He shakes his head, returning his gaze to the people in front of him. &quot;Anyway!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I am from Mazio, and I'm starting up a new business here in Castleton.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;If it means anything to any of you, I am also Gnogglebolt Sparkgear of the Vigilant Guardians. I've been here before.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyway, the long and short of it is that I need apprentices. Anyone willing to pick up a new trade and life entirely, craftwerks of the like of Mazio.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt gestures to the stack of papers on the table, and picks one up to show it to everyone.

Purple-Haired Bard:<font color="#000000">&quot;You're probably in the wrong place, most people here are pretty satisfied with their lives.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh no no no, you misunderstand.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;I don't need you to be my apprentices. I need you to find my apprentices.&quot; He says with a small grin, and holds up the paper again. Gimme a moment while I type up what's on it...

TMG:<font color="#000000">...actually, I had sorta typed this up a long time ago...

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Eh. Nevermind, suppose the exact words won't make that much of a difference. Suffice to say, the paper is an advertisment, calling for anyone with sharp mental acuity and a fondness for working with metal or devices to come to Castleton to learn the Mazian trade of steamwerks under Gnogglebolt Sparkgear of the Vigilant Guardians

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Is the e in steamwerks intentional? :.

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

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

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Anyone is welcome, regardless of standing or race, just as long as they are confident in their mental ability.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Oh! And of course, lodging is provided.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">On the back of each paper is more in-depth details (will explain those later)

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Anyway..&quot; Gnogglebolt says, after passing a paper around for everyone to read. &quot;What I need is for some intrepid travelling storytellers to basically do what they do anyway. Go forth across Akellon, and at every town you stop by, big or small, leave these papers on their town bulletins.&quot;

Travelling Performer:<font color="#000000">&quot;What's the pay?&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">(and as an OOC question, what -would- be a reasonable, in-universe pay for this? I've no clue. &gt;.&gt; )

TMG:<font color="#000000">(at least a ballpark?)

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Typically, courier services are paid per mile travelled... hm...

TMG:<font color="#000000">how much per mile?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">There's no way to track how many fliers someone puts up... One moment I think it's a couple of copper.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">2 CP per mile.

TMG:<font color="#000000">I thought so. Maybe 10 or 20 gold to take an envelopefull and just post the flyers anywhere they happen to pass by anyway?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Try it and see. :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">How many fliers are in an envelope?

TMG:<font color="#000000">As many as there needs to be. :B

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt might want to make a copy machine if he plans to make -that- many fliers. XP *brick'd*

Liatai:<font color="#000000">He'll get hand cramps. :B *brick'd again*

TMG:<font color="#000000">Who say's he didn't? ;3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Haven't seen it made yet. XP

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">True! XP

TMG:<font color="#000000">Undetermined date anyway. *handwaaave!*

Liatai:<font color="#000000">So how many fliers are somewhat burnt or have ink splatters or -- *brick'd thrice*

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Anyway! XP

TMG:<font color="#000000">but yeah, each envelope probably has something like 20-50 papers in them.

TMG:<font color="#000000">Anyway1

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt holds up one of the envelopes with a mini-stack of papers in it. &quot;What do you say to twenty gold to take an envelope and just slap up a flier everywhere you go?&quot; Gnogglebolt says, then seems to remember something. &quot;Oh! And before I forget.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;To actually capitalize on your storytelling abilities, as well...there's a more in-depth errand I'd like performed on top of posting the flies.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;If any of you see a gnome, there is additional information I'd like you to try and give them in person that's not on the flier.&quot;

Darroth Denbury:<font color="#000000">You can sense every ear in the place turning in your direction... there's a story here... *_* *brick'd*

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt leans forward. &quot;Tell them an ally of New Kemmer has laid plans for a haven, and things are being set into motion. Suggest to them as well as you can with your Powers of Persuasion to come my way, if they don't have anything better to do. And whether or not, ask them if they know any other gnomes about. Seek them out specfically, send them my way if you can.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">OOC: It's -very- auspicious that there just happens to be a kobold in the tavern during this. :.

Purple-Haired Bard:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ooh. Intrigue.&quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">Fortunately or unfortunately, Gnogglebolt's not that familiar with that ancient conflict, it's subdued in Mazio. Of course, the kobold's probably on here in the first place because he's broken away from it himself. :B

Sagacious Kobold:<font color="#000000">The kobold at least seems to be paying more attention to his drink than the gnome in the corner.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh, and oh yes of course, tell them that if they do come to Castleton, they will be able to help firsthand with building a new home.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt pulls out a map of Castleton. &quot;I've heard mutterings that up north, in the dwarven mountains, there can be found small pockets of gnomes, they do get along quite well there. I'd like at least one person to go up there, specifically.&quot;

Dramatic Storyteller:<font color="#000000">&quot;I will do it!&quot; The fellow snaps up a packet of papers smartly. &quot;I have quite the good reputation among my dwarven audience! Fear not, good sir, your mesage of mystery and hope will be delivered safely!&quot;

Smug Elven Woman:<font color="#000000">&quot; Bet you he narrates his actions along the journey. &quot;

Petulant Raptoran Woman:<font color="#000000">&quot; I'm not taking that bet! &quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt smiles. &quot;Excellent! Well then...this is certainly a legitimate and simple enough job, so I can also pay you all up front.&quot; Gnogglebolt pulls out his moneypurse and starts shuffling cuts of the larger stack of papers into the envelopes. &quot;Any questions?&quot;

Smug Elven Woman:<font color="#000000">&quot; Yeah, it's kind of easy to see, innit. 'I, Teylon, Bard of Perpetual Verbosity, am now preparing to create a concoction of cheese and meat between two slices of bread!' &quot; |D

Petulant Raptoran Woman:<font color="#000000">&quot; Shhhhh! &quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt holds back a snort as he tries to keep a semi-professional decorum.

Travelling Performer:<font color="#000000">&quot;Have you tried asking the post about distributing the fliers?&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt shrugs. &quot;Could, but I figure that's a little slower, and I also wouldn't have the benefit of a crowd of practiced persuasive tongues to seek out fellow gnomes for me. As the saying goes, I figured I could kill two birds with one stone.&quot;

Travelling Performer:<font color="#000000">&quot;Still might be worth it if you want the papers to get as far as possible, at least. The message for the gnomes... that's a good point. But if you want your papers to get farther, for cheaper, might want to hire a few couriers, too.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Perhaps I shall do that, thank you for the advice.&quot; Gnogglebolt nods.

Purple-Haired Bard:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'm not going to be leaving Castleton until winter's over, but I can canvass the local taverns if you want, instead. Most of them have bulletins.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt rubs his chin. &quot;I actually already posted up a few of the fliers myself around this town...I'm really looking for outside of Castleton.&quot;

Purple-Haired Bard:<font color="#000000">&quot;Oh... well, sorry about that. If you're still looking in spring, I might be able to help you out then? I'm not so good about travelling in the snow.&quot;

Dramatic Storyteller:<font color="#000000">&quot;I shall make my way north posthaste, good fellow, and shan't be tarried by errant precipitation!&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt shrugs. &quot;Maybe. I'll see when that time comes.&quot;

Travelling Performer:<font color="#000000">&quot;I'll be headed west soon, I can take your fliers that way.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt nods to the two others. &quot;And thank you very much! So, twenty gold each?&quot; Gnogglebolt starts counting out the coins from his moneypurse.

Travelling Performer:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's the price you said, yes.&quot;

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Right!&quot; Gnogglebolt gives twenty gold to the dramatic persona, and twenty gold and an envelope to the performer.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thank you all for your time.&quot; He says with a cheery smile.

Dramatic Storyteller:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thank you, good sir!&quot;

Petulant Raptoran Woman:<font color="#000000">&quot;HEY! Finish the story you were telling before you tear out of here, you!&quot; &gt;:E

Dramatic Storyteller:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Right! Where was I...&quot; |D;;;;

Darroth Denbury:<font color="#000000">The group dissipates, and soon the normal tavern sounds resume, including the almost-forgotten story.

Gnogglebolt:<font color="#000000">Gnogglebolt gathers up his leftover materials, nods to the patrons, and begins to make his way out. He slows for a moment to give a closer, curious glance at the kobold (Don't see that every day), then continues on outside.

Sagacious Kobold:<font color="#000000">The kobold sniffs and downs the last of whatever's in his tankard.

Sagacious Kobold:<font color="#000000">&quot; ... hff. Kemmerists. &quot;

TMG:<font color="#000000">And that's pretty much it, I believe.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Seems like it.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Saving log NOW in case the power goes out again. :B

TMG:<font color="#000000">oh! Good idea.

TMG:<font color="#000000">But yeah. what did you think of the 'genius master plan'? x3 I giggled at myself for it. Like opening a can of tuna in a roomful of cats--uhoh!

TMG:<font color="#000000">And just in time, sounds like I gotta scram soon!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Heh. :P Like Darroth said, would have worked even better if you hadn't chosen the absolute darkest place in the whole tavern, but... XP

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Seriously, that's the corner where I put shady individuals and couples. XP

TMG:<font color="#000000">It seemed like a good place where Gnogglebolt coul have everyone without anyone getting behind him and missing the sign. -3-

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Log ker-saved. Seeya? :3

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

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