Server started.
Meany has connected.
Liatai:Yo!
Faerie has connected.
Liatai:And heyo. :3
TMG has connected.
Faerie:Hihi~
Meany:Yo.
Liatai:There's three people! :3
Faerie:Hmm, homework. I need to do that before my 2PM class tomorrow.
Dr. Hatari has connected.
Liatai:Do you want to get a start on it while I review my notes? — Heyo, Hatari! ^^
Liatai:Just missing Ghost and VAE now.
Faerie:Eh, it'll take a while. >.>
Faerie:Lemme see, I haven't even looked at it. >.>
- Liatai prepares the Traditional GMing Cup of Tea.
VAE has connected.
Liatai:Yo!
TMG:what map are we on?
Meany:Bronze Boot Area.
Liatai:At the moment, we're kind of between maps, but if you want to fiddle with your tokens, they're on the Bronze Boot Area map. :3
Liatai:« 1d100 = 48 » « 1d100 = 78 » « 1d100 = 37 »
Liatai:« 1d8 = 6 » « 1d4 = 3 » « 1d3 = 1 »
Liatai:« 1d100 = 38 » « 1d100 = 29 » « 1d100 = 7 »
Liatai:Ouch.
Faerie:D: ?
Liatai:Not as much gold as I'd hoped. :/
TMG:wait…for the stuff left at the Toris's?
Ghostwish has connected.
Liatai:No, for something else.
TMG:I have everything written down o.o
TMG:ah, okay. x3
Liatai:That list is already sorted with loot values — Ah! Nice. :3
Meany:For everything else.
Meany:There's Mastercard.
Liatai:« 2d4 = 2 » « 2d4 = 5 » « 4d4 = 8 »
- Liatai will just continue rolling dice ominosly… x3
Liatai:« 1d100 = 28 »
Meany:Suddenly.
Meany:Girrafe.
Liatai:« 1d100 = 26 »
TMG:meany, question in a_a
Liatai:… That's not helpful… hmm… « 1d100 = 21 »
Liatai:Now that is. :D
Meany:http://verydemotivational.files.wordpress.com/2010/09/demotivational-posters-suddenly.jpg
Liatai:Taaaaaters. :o
Meany:http://verydemotivational.files.wordpress.com/2010/12/demotivational-posters-suddenly.jpg
GM:Suddenly! Rolls! They are calling!
Sszeyl:Present.
TMG:Present!
Barbarus:Present.
TMG:But distratced with Ninja Warrior :o
Ghostwish:Meow, gonna make lunch soon though, so will be in and out.
Faerie:Huh what?
Liatai:Ooooh. Fun show. :o
Dr. Hatari:YoGM:A few distracted players and a VAE missing… Shall we wait a bit longer for folks to get settled? :3
TMG:Nah, nah, I'm good. x3
Ghostwish:Sure! Gives me some time to go rustle up some tomato soup.
TMG:*turns head to TV*
TMG:…gawd-DAMN, the Salmon Ladder is murderous o.o
Ghostwish:brb, lunch. :>
- Dr. Hatari is admittedly super-distracted. It'll pass I promise!
- GM will just continue rolling treasure in the meantime, then~
Meany:Please do put more bracers of armor in that list
Meany:Maybe amulates of natural armor?
VAE:and the VAE is here
Liatai:Maybe you can convince a certain mage or cleric or archivist to cast Mage Armor, Shield of Faith, or Shield on a certain drow in the meantime? ;P
VAE:mind if he takes a shower, though?
Liatai:Nope, go ahead. We're waiting a bit until game-time's start, anyway. :3
Liatai:Which reminds me… Do you mind if I note Sszeyl's SR on your token?
Meany:Nope. :o
Meany:But isn't it just against sleep spells, and spell like abilities?
TMG:noTMG:you have IMMUNITY to sleep spells
TMG:because Elves don't sleep ;)
Faerie:Do half-elves sleep?
Liatai:Yep, they do.
Faerie:…also, I didn't know elves don't sleep. o.o
Liatai:Only full-blooded elves don't sleep; they trance instead.
Faerie:Mmhmm. o.o
Liatai:Though as far as I know, half-elves are immune to sleep spells, too.
Ghostwish:I RETURN
Liatai:HUZZAH
- Meany harpoons the Ghostwish.
- Liatai reads the last few sections of last game to get into the mindset, doo dee doo…
Ghostwish:Let's see.. we left off outside the goblin'
Ghostwish:s house, I think?
TMG:nope
TMG:we returned to the bronze boot
Liatai:Nope, you were in the Bronze Boot post-battle. :3
Ghostwish:Ah, okay
TMG:now we're heading to the Toris shop
Meany:Tokens copied, which map.
Liatai:Pearldust Pawn Shop. :3
Liatai:There should be a section of cobblestone street for you to place tokens on.
Ghostwish::>Liatai:THE TATHIS. O.O
Liatai:THEY MULTIPLY. O.O
Tathi:"Gotta rebuild the population somehow, right?"
TMG:wait
TMG:why is Barbarus here?
Liatai:That's it! ELF CLONING! XD
Liatai:I was just about to ask. Barbarus is tagging along? O.o
Barbarus:"Because I have some money, and a need for a new trinket to reflect my new level."
Barbarus::BFaerie:…should I be aroused or scared by what Tathi is doing? >.>
Ghostwish:Heads up, as I need to go grcoery shopping later, Tathi could end up being possessed. :P
Faerie:I want to know what emotion I ought to be feeling. :U
Ghostwish:Faerie: 42.
- Liatai has plans, depending on what map you all are on when it happens, oh yes… >:3
GM:Roll call! I know VAE was taking a shower, so he might not be here yet.
TMG:Present!
Ghostwish:Meowmix.
Faerie:o.o
Meany:Russian Dancing Men.
Liatai:Oh, Meany, want me to copy the murder mule onto this map, too?
Dr. Hatari:Finally done loading~
TMG:I' reading the log, trying to figure out where Barbarus left off…
TMG:and making sure if he wasn't offered a cut of the spoils, like Miron and Thomas >.>
Ghostwish:Meany.
Liatai:Yeah, just Miron and Thomas were offered shares.
Meany:Thanks. :D
GM:So, does anyone want to get some preliminary roleplaying out of the way on the way to the shop while we wait for VAE?
TMG:..yes, actually >.>
Gnogglebolt:As the group starts to leave the Bronze Boot to head to the Toris shop, Gnogglebolt notices Barbarus following.
Gnogglebolt:"Oh, hello Barbarus. Are you going to the Toris shop, too?
TMG:(…wow. We're almost in a perfect Wing formation, if you discount the mule xD )
Dr. Hatari:That's the fighter escort.
Venezuela:Haaaaaw.
Faerie:…wait, what map are we on?
Dr. Hatari:Pearldust pawn shop
TMG:Perldust Pawn Shop
Faerie:Ah, I believe Liatai moved me. But thanks.
Faerie:I thought we were on the Bronze Boot. ^^;
TMG:We were.
TMG:But now we're on the Pawn Shop for intermediate traveling, until Danman gets back. Then we arrive. ^^
Barbarus:"The Pearldust Pawn shop is known for it's good quality goods."
Barbarus:"I'm shopping."
- Thomas Lazarus follows quietly, his hands folded up inside his robe sleeves. He seems entirely content to be out in the light of day, moving around.
Gnogglebolt:"Ah, very well."
Gnogglebolt:"…Curious, but do you intend to work with us, like Miron and Thomas are?"
TMG:(I think I already know the answer to that, but gotta ask it IC anyway )
Kor:No no no no! I forbid it!
Thomas Lazarus:"Your … er, uh, e-quistrian(?) friend did seem quite passionate about helping out."
Kor:The rat continues to squeak protests up until Tathi bops him on the nose.
Barbarus:"What does Venezuela have to do with this? :B"
Thomas Lazarus:"Oh, I just assumed you were partners." He seems to be developing a confusing thought.
Thomas Lazarus:What if the mule is the brains?! >:o
Barbarus:"Venezuela just likes me, and likes hurting people. Makes for a very effective bodyguard, she does."
Thomas Lazarus:"Oh, I see."
- Barbarus gives the donkey an affectionate pat. :3
Venezuela:*Your offering pleases me.*
- VAE comes back, dripping water
VAE:now for some tea and nom, then i shall join ya
Liatai:… Dangit, music player, I'm looking for calm music, not battle music or spooky music. :B
Dr. Hatari:X-TREME loot selling!
Liatai:With a healthy dose of exposition if you guys ask the right questions. x3
Liatai:Or perhaps, rising action, or even a conclusion? Hmmhmmhmm~
Liatai:… I don't think Barbarus answered Gnogglebolt's question, come to think of it. Intentional dodging, or no? ^^'
Meany:Actually, he did answer. o.o
Meany:Ohwait, that.
Liatai:Yeah, that. x3
VAE:tea is here, so all is well
VAE:where are we heading to again?
TMG:Oh, yeah
TMG:barbarus didn't answer yet :B
Ghostwish:strip joint.
VAE:ooh!
GM:Welcome back. We're just doing some preliminary roleplaying on the way to the Pearldust Pawn Shop in the arcane district. :3
Barbarus:"To answer your question. You people are interesting. First thing genuninely so this far south. As long as you continue to not be boring, I'll help you out. Provided I get my share of whatever spoils I happen to help you earn."
Barbarus:"And that you keep that gnoll fellow from trying to eat Venezuela. >_>"
Tathi:"Gnoll?"
Faerie:Hang on, Skype call with parents.
Faerie:Or keep going without me.
Faerie:Either way. :P
Tathi:"You have one of those shaggy dogs with you!?"
- Papa , somewhere far away, sneezes.
TMG:Wait. crap
TMG:I thought barbarus WASN'T supposed to be in the party yet D:VAE:crap doesn't wait, it just smells
TMG:he needs to stay a few levels behind so he can get a…particular template >.>
TMG:and as for an IC reason
VAE:what template?
Meany:Werewolf.
TMG:Liatai did keep mentioning last time that these are the same people who tied him up and (in his eyes) almost got Venezuela killed
TMG:so does barbarus REALLY want to stick with them? >.>
Meany:Weretiger*
VAE:a werewolf catfolk?
Dr. Hatari:Take that, synergy!
Ghostwish:OW MY SPLEEN
VAE:also, i might just see why sszeyl is so bloody suicidal
Meany:She said the minimum level he could even encounter such a creature and not die would be ECL 5
TMG:…so, then Barbarus could just get levels as we do while he's away. :B
TMG:but in-character, does he -really- want to stick with the party?
Meany:You're making no sense. x-x
Ghostwish:Tech.
VAE:tech is just pointing out he seems to flip moods quite fast
Ghostwish:Stop trying to hyperlogicate the member joining the party. :P
TMG:….okay, that's a word I haven't heard before
Meany:Yes, Barbarus does shift moods fast.
TMG:"hyperlogicate"?
Liatai:Well, he is catfolk, and they're somewhat mercurial. :B
Meany:Kind of a character trait.
Ghostwish:Yah.
VAE:that's like telling you ,Ghost to stop making lewd jokes
Ghostwish:Means you're trying to cram enough logic into something until it shits 1s and 0s.
VAE:or like telling me to be saner… sort of a "not really likely" cattegory
Dr. Hatari:I wouldn't be surprised if he just suddenly flipped around and started gnawing/kicking one of our hands~
VAE:*category
Meany:And he has to be ECL 5 before he could be come a lycan.
Dr. Hatari:It's fine, let's just continue. :P
Venezuela:*snort*
TMG:Argh.
TMG:If Barbarus joins now, then he gets a split of the loot. >
TMG:>_-
Tathi:"Ew! Quit sniffing my hair, you murderous donkey!"
VAE:and here i thought Liatai was the dragon
TMG:because Thomas and Miron just joined now, and they are…
Liatai:Debate it out IC, then. :3
Meany:He gets a split of the loot he helps.
Meany:helps get*
Meany:This stuff is yours.
TMG:Ah, alrighty….
Meany:He ain't touching it.
TMG:IC, then. ^^
- VAE claws everyone
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt tilts his head at Barbarus. 'Well, if neither Sszeyl or Elros object, then of course, you may accompany us in our journeys."
Sszeyl:« 1d20+5 = 11 + 5 = 16 » Spot check!
Tathi:"What was that he said about a gnoll?"
Sszeyl:For signs of Toris inhabitation.
Liatai:Inhabitation? ;P
Sszeyl:Yes.
Sszeyl:Tea shops, large dogs, general chaos.
Gnogglebolt:"And then there is another matter; you heard back at the Bronze Boot that we have a stash of items with the toris family, and we are going to be splitting up coin for them. Thomas and Miron are getting a share, so it's only fair you get one, to."
Liatai:You're not quite there yet; you're in the arcane district, but not quite near the shop yet.
Barbarus:"Ha ha, no."
VAE:grah, i need miron theme music!
Gnogglebolt:"Hmm? Oh, the gnoll's not with us anymore, he departed on his own."
Ghostwish:daft punk? :P
Meany:French Can-Can.
VAE:he isn't quite as tech-based as Tech's gnome
TMG:No, daft punk is MIEN :U
Liatai:… Did we all just go digging through our music collections? Raise your hand if you did. XD
- Dr. Hatari slowly raises his hand.
Liatai:o/* Ghostwish 's itunes has been on auto-pilot, so he is exempt.
- VAE did indeed
Ghostwish:It's playing Dance Club Remixes - Zombie Nation right now.
- VAE raises paw
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt tilts his head the other way at barbarus. "No, what?"
Barbarus:"I'm not taking money I didn't help earn. :3"
Barbarus:"That's an open invitation for the spirits to drop rocks on you."
Sszeyl:"So, you worship spirits, not specific gods?"
- Thomas Lazarus shuffles a bit. He has no cumpunctions against hand-outs. ^^;
Barbarus:"All bulls are bovine, but not all bovines are bulls."
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt snickers.
- Miron doesn't have compunctions against handouts either, and finds the bovine analogy rather amusing
Tathi:"Well, if that's your morality, so be it. Still, I don't remember seeing a gnoll in the party. I think I'd recognize one of those silly prarie dogs."
Sszeyl:"He's more a snow wolf. »"
Ghostwish:In weird, nerdy news, I have officially entered GG and the DM into my game's theology and pantheon. :P
VAE:??Liatai:GG?
VAE:who?
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt nods to Tathi. "The gnoll left before we met you."
Tathi:"A snow wolf.. you mean a northern gnoll? Interesting, but I hope he wasn't too much of a handful. They're supposedly twice the size of the average gnoll."
Ghostwish:Gary Gygax, you nerd fails. :P
VAE:wait
Liatai:Oh. XD
VAE:i thought gaming guardians…
Ghostwish:Double nerd fail.
TMG:I thought Girl genius. :B
TMG:there's a lot of GG acronyms out there…
Ghostwish:TRIPLE fail. :P
TMG:Anyway…
Ghostwish:But only one belongs in D&D. :P
Gnogglebolt:"Anyway…ah, I do believe we're here." (if no one objects. :B )
Sszeyl:"I smacked him in the face with a cart, accidentally. He was downed, twice the size or no. Speaking of, please don't walk around in my blind spot when I'm pulling the cart."
Tathi:"I really can't think of anything I need. She says, and then quirks a brow. "Do I even earn a share of this loot yet?"
GM:Indeed you are! Those of you with sharp ears might be able to hear the sounds from the shop before you see it; someone is playing a guitar on the top floor of the two-story building with the window open.
Tathi:Then she stops.. "Wait. You hit him in the FACE with a CART?"
Gnogglebolt:"Oh, yes indeed Tathi. You helped us before even Thomas and Miron did."
Tathi:"Well, gracious then. How much?"
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt winces, recalling the incident. "It was seveal accidents in a row."
Gnogglebolt:"Oh, and not sure, actually. that's why we're here."
Thomas Lazarus:Tom's catalogue of Sszeyl antics grows even more worrisome!
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt's gnome ears wiggle. "I do believe I hear our good friend Maximillian…we're very close."
Ghostwish:DM, I shall have to leave for the store soon, so I make an urgent demand.
Liatai:Yes?
Ghostwish:Whatever Tathi gets possessed by, it must be as problematic and troublesome for the party as possible. >:}
Miron :Miron is "impressed"
Dr. Hatari:wat
TMG:….
Ghostwish:*troll face*
TMG:Screw you, Ghost. :[
Dr. Hatari:Haha.
Miron :And why were you carrying the cart by hand in the first place?
TMG:We'll just knock her out and hogtie her :P
Sszeyl:« 1d20+5 = 19 + 5 = 24 » Listen check!
- Liatai needs to think now. :B
Ghostwish:Oh I can see it now.. Tathi: … why am I in a sack?
Gnogglebolt:"You had another episode, like you warned us" (non-canon)
Sszeyl:Because you're being sold to the Gray Elves.
Dr. Hatari:Must.. resist.. puns.
Gnogglebolt:(canon) "Ah, we're here!" Gnogglebolt strides forward to the door of the shop.
Max:Perform check « 1d20+10 = 5 + 10 = 15 »
Ghostwish:Tathi: I can magic missile you if I can hear you, drow.
Gnogglebolt:…Ouch. I can't move into the black spaces o.o
Liatai:One sec, got to move the door out of the way.
Gnogglebolt:There we go. ^^
Liatai:And reflex save, Gnogglebolt. x3
Sszeyl:"Hey, Terri."
Gnogglebolt:Wut the o.o? « 1d20+5 = 11 + 5 = 16 »
Kor:Dog! DOG! DOG! And the rat scampers into Tathi's cloak.
- Papa 's head swivels as the bell over the door chimes… then he BARRELS toward the party, tail wagging a mile a minute!
Ghostwish:that was weird. I lost Kor for a second. o.o
Papa:Fortunately, Gnogglebolt, you've avoided being knocked over. :B
Miron :0_0
Gnogglebolt:"Hello, Papa—PAPA!" Gnogglebolt squeaks out, before the dog tackles him ("intentional" fail ;) )
Miron :That dog … is rather big….
Thomas Lazarus:"Oh, my.." He smiles a bit at the smothering.
Gnogglebolt:"Yes, yes, good to see you too!" Gnogglebolt laughs as the dog licks his face (presumably)
Brian:"Welc — Lord in Celestia, what happened to you all?!" Brian, shelving some small trinkets, does a double-take at the party in their bloodstained clothes.
Miron :The battle-weary gnome seems somewhat scared
Tathi:Tathi can't help but giggle at gnogglebolt's predicerment. "You know, with a proper saddle, you could probably ride that dog."
- Thomas Lazarus looks to Brian, then glances down at himself a bit self-consciously. "…"
Nathaniel Toris:An old man behind a desk at the back of the store chuckles softly. "Matthew, manners."
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt looks down at his cloths. He totally forgot about the blood. "Oh, oops, forgot to get cleaned up first.."
Miron :If he didn't end as its dinner….
Terri:"Mr. Sparkgear! Mr. Sszeyl! Mr. Elros! New people! :O"
Gnogglebolt:After wiggling out from under Papa, he takes off his leather armor and stores it in his pack.
Tathi:She looks over at the others. "I don't suppose standard adventurer's routine is a plausible excuse?"
- Papa looks back at the old man, sheepishly wags his tail, steps back, and stretches out into a bow.
Gnogglebolt:He looks at Tathi at her comment about riding, and blanches. 'No thanks, done it already."
Ghostwish:*snrk*
Terri:"You all came! :D Hi! Hi!"
Miron :… Hello there!
- Thomas Lazarus offers a sheepish wave.
Tathi:"So who are all these friends of yours, Gnogglebolt?" Tathi asks.
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt scritches Papa as he passes, and makes sure to wipe any remaining blood off of him as he walks to Terri. "Hello hello again, Miss Terri! Wonderful to see you again." He smiles bridly as he gives Terri a small hug, being the same height she is.
Gnogglebolt:*broadly
Thomas Lazarus:"Yes indeed. You must introduce us."
Nathaniel Toris:"Well, Teria, Matthew, and Brian seem to know you already… I was about to ask the same of your group, young lady," says the old man, smiling placidly in Tathi's direction.
Miron :Miron shifts closer to Thomas, hoping the dog won't try knocking him over
- Thomas Lazarus stands vigilant. ^^
Tathi:"Tathi Eyllisaearsithek." She says with a slight curtsey. "Evocationist."
- Terri returns the hug! "I'll go get the others! They've got to meet you all! :D"
Gnogglebolt:He looks to Tathi and Thomas after embracing Terri. "This is the Toris family. Terri and Papa here helped us in our initial apprehension of goblins, and her brothers Maximilian and Brian helped with a stakeout afterwards."
Gnogglebolt:He winks. "They're more than what they seem."
Gnogglebolt:He then lays eyes on the old man behind the counter. He approaches and bows. "And I presume you are the patriarch Nathanial Toris whom I've heard about?"
Terri:Terri begins to speak quickly in Draconic as she enters the back room, and two blonde-haired children about Terri's age peek around the door at the group.
Miron :Miron Steelsprocket, archivist and member of the Leaden Mace Society, at your service.
Nathaniel Toris:"I am." The old man smiles. "And I would assume you are the gnome Gnogglebolt Sparkgear my grandchildren and son have been speaking of."
Liatai:Who speaks Draconic here again? ^^'
- Tathi doesn't. :Gnogglebolt:"Indeed so." Gnogglebolt returns the smile.
VAE:both gnomes
Terri says in Draconic: "Ian! Vira! Grandma! The thief-catchers are here! :D"
Thomas Lazarus:"Oh, I see… well! Pleased to make your acquaintances. Tom Lazarus." He offers each of the Torises a smile.
Faerie:Sorry, still on Skype with parents. >.>
Nathaniel Toris:"A templar of Pelor, if my eyes don't decieve me?"
Thomas Lazarus:"That's right, sir. I've been … on leave, sorta-speak."
- Papa steps out of the way to let people into the shop. :3
- Thomas Lazarus self-consciously brushes a particularly icky corner of his robe. ^^;
- Barbarus looks around for interesting things. :o
Miron :The gnome cautiously walks, evading the dog by a sizeable circle
- Sszeyl adjusts his glasses. "I assume you still have the trinkets?"
Nathaniel Toris:"Well, I do hope you aren't bothered by being in a home of the Lord of the North Winds," the old man says with a calm smile. He looks at the approaching drow. "And you would be Sszeyl of Orgolloyss, I assume?"
Sszeyl:"Yes."
- Thomas Lazarus simply bows in response to Nathaniel.
Brian:"My brother's probably sitting on the chest," Brian grumbles. "I'll go get it."
- Brian unlocks the side door and steps through, shouting up the steps in Draconic.
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt nods to Brian. "Thank you."
Tathi:Tathi idly glances around the shop. Oooo, shopping!
Miron :Lord of the North Winds? « 1d20+11 = 9 + 11 = 20 » Knowledge(religion)
Brian shouts in Draconic: "MAX AND THARKIEL, STOP THAT NOISE AND BRING DOWN THE CHEST FROM THE GOBLIN DENS!"
Tathi:« 1d20+4 = 3 + 4 = 7 » knowledge religion! for a memory refresher for me too. :P
Ghostwish:DOH XD
Barbarus:« 1d20+4 = 7 + 4 = 11 » Spot check for shiny things.
Sszeyl:« 1d20+6 = 7 + 6 = 13 » Knowledge Religion check.
TMG:brb
Liatai:It's a pawn shop, there are many shiny things. :3
Liatai:It's not a hard search.
Barbarus:Hmm.
- Papa approaches Miron and sniffs curiously.
Barbarus:« 1d20+5 = 18 + 5 = 23 » Appriase to find things priced less than eleven gold.
- Thomas Lazarus tries, and fails, to suppress his grin at Miron's plight.
Barbarus:Er.
Barbarus:Ten. :P
Liatai:Various trinkets, a few books, and some pieces of clothing.
Gnogglebolt:"So…Nathanial Toris. Also known as 'Grandpa' by Terri, I presume as well?"
Miron :Those who server Bahamut are al…..
Barbarus:More info on the trinkets? :o
Miron :The gnome appears somewhat distraught, and begins to slowly withdrawl
TMG:…the eheck?
Miron :S..Stay! Good dog!
TMG:what's going on, danman?
- Nathaniel Toris looks over at Miron and chuckles. "You will pardon Matthew, I do hope…"
- Papa headtilts and sits down, looking curiosly at Tathi instead.
VAE:Miron is somewhat uncomfortable around dogs his own size i suppose
Ghostwish:I feel his pain.
Ghostwish:IE: Irish wolfhound.
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt notices Miron edging away from Papa. He laughs and givs Papa another scritching. "Oh, don't worry! He's very nice."
VAE:Why do you think he was so eager to get rid of the wolves last day (besides them almost killing one of his friends)
Ghostwish:LOL
Ghostwish:Sorry Hatari, but I still giggle about that.
Ghostwish:Cleric: COME AT ME BRO Wolf: Ah kay. *one-shot*
Dr. Hatari:xDMiron :Speaks something in gnomish
Dr. Hatari:I have no regrets!
Miron says in Gnome: I would however be more content at the moment, if he was nice somewhere not so near me
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt keps scritching Papa, then turns his head away from Miron. Sszeyl and Tathi, on the other hand, see Gnogglebolt's face twist into an expression of pure MISCHIEF.
Gnogglebolt:He mvoes up close tho Papa, still scratching him abouts.
- VAE falls over laughing in anticipation
Gnogglebolt whispers: Making sure Papa is looking at Miron, Gnogglebolt whispers "Papa, tackle!"
- Papa headtilts, leaning up closer to the tinker… then his tail starts to wag. Reflex save, Miron!
Sszeyl:"Sir Elder, I would hate to rush this meeting, but I have a funeral needing to be planned, so…."
Tathi:Tathi quirks a brow. "Funeral?"
- Thomas Lazarus looks about the tables of wares, and notes the potions. He takes a moment to count his coins!
- Barbarus examines the odds and ends in here. :U
Nathaniel Toris:"A funeral? Dear me… Whose, if I may ask?"
Miron :« 1d20+1 = 2 + 1 = 3 » Reflex as the gnome tries to dodge out of the canine's way
VAE:ahahaha
Sszeyl:"Yes, a funeral." To Tathi. "An unnamed Drow elder who was murdered and her corpse sold." To Nathaniel.
Dr. Hatari:Critical tail!
Tharky:The music from upstairs pauses , and a few moments later, a shock of red hair appears in the doorway, followed by a certain energetic storyteller and a familiar blonde-haired bard carrying a small chest. The storyteller offers a cheerful wave before hurrying out of the way.
Papa:Just as Papa tackles the archivist to the ground, tail wagging wildly! :D
Miron :Arghlblarg! Wild beast, get off me! *assorted curses in gnomish*
Terri:"Come on, come on, come say hi!" Terri reenters the room… sees Papa tackle the gnome… and collapses into a fit of giggles!
- Thomas Lazarus chuckles. "Now, now.. someone had better save him." Tom feigns helplessness and keeps counting his money.
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt bursts out in rauccous (probably spelled that wrong), but hearty and good-naturedlaughter. He ends with an exclamation of "Ti feeralu!"
- Nathaniel Toris is chuckling, as well, and Max is laughing.
Miron :He*mhhngh*
Miron :Miron's mouth is full of fluffy fur
Papa:*Heeheehee, hi. :3*
Gnogglebolt:Shaking off the giggles, Gnogglebolt says, "Okay opkay, Papa, I think the point has been made." After Papa gets off, Gnogglebolt offers his hand to Miron with a warm smile.
- Nathaniel Toris smiles in a nostalgic way. "It has been far too long since those words have been said in this shop."
- Papa steps back, tail still wagging. No hard feelings, right?
Ghostwish:Bwehehehehe.
Ghostwish:Oh Liatai?
Mama:*You are so silly. :B*
Ghostwish:Let the madness ensue. :>
Miron :The gnome takes his friend's hand, and stands up.
Ghostwish:I should be back in maybe an hour or so. I expect to see smoking craters and the such.
Miron :In his head , he is already thinking up possible pranks to get even with the tinker…
- Dr. Hatari takes a ready-action to elf charge. :o
Papa:*Better silly than stodgy! :D*
Miron :Uff…
Barbarus:The contents of this shelf?
Gnogglebolt:Still humming, Gnogglebolt turns to the door opening. "Oh! Hello again, Tharky and Max!"
- Miron is busy removing tons of dog fur from his robes
- Sszeyl waves.
- Tharky waves!
- Thomas Lazarus walks forward and offers an open palm at the new faces.
Ghostwish:And away I go. I shall leave this open to survey the damage. :>
Thomas Lazarus:"Gnogglebolt, what business did you have, again? I think I may need to do some buying before we leave."
Dr. Hatari:Oh quit milking it. Shoo. :P
- Max is recovering from a fit of laughter, but does shake hands with the templar. "Sorry we didn't hear you come in, you caught us in the middle of rehearsing. I see a few new faces here!"
- Tathi is examining the large black cloak on the table, curiously trying it on.
Gnogglebolt:"Ah, right. But leave what where? Why the rush? Come, speak with our good friends! It's rude to jump right into such business."
Sszeyl:"»"
Sszeyl:"It's also rude to be untruthful."
TMG:(what?)
VAE:just sszeyl's usual
TMG:(is Gnogglebolt supposed to know what Sszeyl is referring to?)
Vira Toris:A small girl about Terri's age peeks around the door, holding a sketchbook close to herself and peering wide-eyed at the unusual group.
Miron :It is truly interesting that you raise such point *frown*
Sszeyl: (( The funeral. ))
Sszeyl: (( Which he directly mentioned. ))
TMG:(Oops >.> Yeah, missed that )
Tathi:"Untruthful? Pfah. You have no idea."
Dr. Hatari:D'aaawww x3
Sszeyl:« 1d20+5 = 3 + 5 = 8 » Spot check!
Terri:"C'mon, Vira, this is the artist I told you about! :D Come on, come on, come say hi!"
Gnogglebolt:"Ah, rehearsing? What are you working on" Gnogglebolt starts to ask Max and Tharky, but then turns to Sszeyl. "Untruthful? What do youoh." Gnogglebolt's face falls. "Right, of course, the funeral. What is urgent about it, and what do you need?"
- Terri takes the girl's hand and pulls her out into the shop gently; the girl blushes bright red and tries to hide behind her sister.
- Thomas Lazarus seems thoughtful for a moment. "… A change of clothes." He interjects softly.
Gnogglebolt:Though, while still keeping an ear out for Sszeyl's answer, Gnogglebolt turns to the newcomer, smaller than even him. He kneels down, and speaks in a very soft, reassuring voice.
Tharky:"Tonight's show, of course!"
Sszeyl:"Well, I need to go hunting for quite a few singers willing to spend two hours preforming a Drow Funeral hymn.
Sszeyl:"Barbarus:"Hello little miss." The giant talking cat says while looking through the contents of this shelf, hint hint, GM.
Gnogglebolt:"Well, hello there! You must be Terri's little sister! Come now, don't be shy…" His smile is just as soft as his voice, and his round, gnommish face is surely amusing to one so young.
- Nathaniel Toris chuckles softly at the templar's words, then says a few soft words in Draconic and waves a hand. A few tiny motes of light appear and float over to the party members, slowly cleaning up the blood on the cloth.
Dr. Hatari:Nice.
Liatai:I'm kind of busy, Barbarus, if you haven't noticed. :B
Thomas Lazarus:"Oh!" He seems taken aback by the cleaning cantrip. "Thank you very much, sir."
Gnogglebolt:To Sszeyl, he says, "Ah, I see."
Barbarus::BMiron :That is a curious spell , friend!
- Vira Toris blushes a deeper red, then gives a little smile. "H… hello…"
Miron :« 1d20+7 = 19 + 7 = 26 » Spellcraft
Nathaniel Toris:"A simple bit of prestidigitation, nothing more… Is your elven friend quite all right?"
Liatai:It is just as he said; the Prestidigitation spell. :3
Sszeyl:"Which elven friend?"
Miron :Oh, him… i am new here… but from what i have seen he's always like that
Miron :rather silent man, keeping to himself
Thomas Lazarus:"Hmm..?" Thomas glances over to Tathi.
- Tathi is handling the cloak, staring at it intently… then putting it on.
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt gently chuckles. "You're a very sweet little one." He slowly reaches out and rubs her shoulder encouragingly, befor standing up and turning around.
Sszeyl:"She's insane."
- Vira Toris turns to Terri and asks a question in Draconic, to which Terri shakes her head and gestures in Sszeyl's direction.
Gnogglebolt:"Right then, since Sszeyl must be going, we should get down to—oh, trying on some items, Tathi?"
Vira says in Draconic: "… Teria, was that the artist?"
Terri says in Draconic: "Oh, no, the artist is Sszeyl, the drow there."
Gnogglebolt:"Wait a moment." Gnogglebolt's eyes go wide as he registers what Nathaniel and Sszeyl said. He moves over to 'Tathi'.
Tathi:"Not trying on…" the elf says, turning slowly. "Reclaiming."
Gnogglebolt:"Tathi? Is that you?"
Gnogglebolt:"..Oh, shredded gears. Not again."
Tathi:"I've waited a long, long time for this…" The elf has a devious smile on her face.
Thomas Lazarus:Tom blinks. "Did you lose something?
Miron :Her sanity, apparently
Sszeyl:« 1d20+3 = 6 + 3 = 9 » Sense motive check!
Max:"… Again? What's going on?"
Gnogglebolt:"What's your n…name?" Gnogglebolt takes a step back as she gets a nasty smile.
Sszeyl:"She tends to be possessed by dead people."
- Thomas Lazarus looks to Sszeyl suddenly, like 'wat' Oo;
Gnogglebolt:"Who is it this time? Who are you?" Gnogglebolt says, now standing his ground and looking calm and level.
Miron :Possessed by dead? Me and Tom should be able to deal with that.
Thomas Lazarus:"Oh dear.. that's not, uhm.. my specialty. But I'll see what I can do." He approaches Tathi cautiously.
Tathi:The elf gives a harsh laugh. "I'll gladly tell you ten scores of them… but first, business! You all will know the Azure Fang soon enough, once I deal with these wardens!" She turns to the Toris family, grin becoming fierce and manic as she begins to speak in Draconic.
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt's eyes go wide. Well, being possesed must mean sometimes ou get someone who's nasty.
Gnogglebolt:"Nathanial, I am very sorry, but I think thwere is about to be a conflict in your shop…Terri, take your sister out of here, NOW."
The Azure Fang says in Draconic: "You fools! You thought that mere death could stop the servants of the Chromatic Dragon?! I will —"
VAE:looks like it's Hold person time
Tathi:"Out of the WAY, human!" the elf snarls at Thomas.
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt places a hand on his morningstar. "Sszeyl?" He says.
- Sszeyl has his staff. :B
- Thomas Lazarus knits his brow, and suddenly a look of conviction overtakes him as Tathi's 'guest' threatens the Torises.
Gnogglebolt:"Sszeyl, any time now…"
Thomas Lazarus:"No. It is time for you to go." He clutches the silver amulet dangling from his neck and frowns at the elf.
Miron :In the name of St. Cuthbert, i command you to freeze!
Gnogglebolt:(btw, Gnogglebolt is obviously counting on Sszeyl's nonlethal expertise)
- Nathaniel Toris is slowly rising from the chair, but nods to Terri and the children. "Maximillian, Brian, Tharkiel. Kindly guard the children."
Sszeyl:« 1d20+1 = 19 + 1 = 20 » Move silently check!
Sszeyl:« 1d20+2 = 11 + 2 = 13 » Hide check!
TMG:can't hide in plain sight. :/
Miron :The archivist takes out a prayer scroll and holds it in his hand, chanting
Sszeyl::BTMG:That's a special ability
Miron :Hold person, will DC i think 15
Sszeyl:« 1d20+3 = 4 + 3 = 7 » Staff crack! For « 1d6+3 = 1 + 3 = 4 » nonlethal damage.
TMG:Oh, sweet :D
VAE:DC for spells is ability mod + spell level + 10 , right?
Dr. Hatari:Yes sir.
Tathi:The elf twists out of the way of the staff, laughing harshly. "It's useless!" Will… « 1d20+6 = 11 + 6 = 17 »
TMG:dang, even if Hold Person was first…
- Barbarus picks up a trinket, inspects it, then puts it back.
VAE:hmm , what effects does fear have, again?
- Barbarus jerks head to the side, a message to Venezuela outside.
Tathi:"You all will be cinders in a storm's wrath!" The elf laughs harshly, draws a deep breath, lets it out with a roar… and then looks puzzled. "— What —"
TMG:Depends on the level of fear
VAE:cause fear is the only other spell useful for this i seem to have
Thomas Lazarus:"Hmph." (Undead Turning! « 1d20+1 = 6 + 1 = 7 » level check. « 2d6+4 = 7 + 4 = 11 » HD check.)
VAE:oh wait
VAE:if it is undead, i can help with it!
TMG:Well, read the spell description
Dr. Hatari:Ouch. Only up to a level 2 spirit may be turned by that.
TMG:It's not undead, unfortunately :B
VAE:i mean, the thing possessing her
Dr. Hatari:"Spirit of the dead" was poor wording then. :B
- Nathaniel Toris nods to Max, who begins to sneak up behind the elf.
TMG:and if a spirit is possessing, it requires very special techniques
TMG:a possessing spirit is actually immune to most forms of detection and traditional effects, because it's host is considered the target
VAE:still, fear is first easier to fight
TMG:and that's -if- Liatai's even using the actual possession rules in the first place. I'm inclinded to think that this is unremovable, period
Tathi:The elf quickly recovers, snarling at the templar. "— You think mere trinkets of a human god will stop ME?!"
Dr. Hatari:I know. Thomas isn't a genius. :P
TMG:So yeah. Since Tathi is a Humanoid, anything targeting the spirit works as if it's taregting her
Miron :Bow before the might of the Cudgel, evil spirit!
Sszeyl:»Sszeyl:« 1d20+3 = 9 + 3 = 12 » Drow punch!
TMG:and since tathi's not undead, no undead spells work
Miron :Cause fear DC 13 will (partial)
Liatai:Ouch! Not quite enough, there, Sszeyl.
- Thomas Lazarus seems put off by the spirit's resistance. "…" >:|
Gnogglebolt:"Knock her our! Don't harm her!" Gnogglebolt says as he draws his morningstar.
Tathi:« 1d20+6 = 16 + 6 = 22 » Will save!
Gnogglebolt:*out
Miron :Knowledge(religion) « 1d20+11 = 2 + 11 = 13 » about what's going on
VAE:ouch
VAE:why did i roll a 12 before and a 2 now !?
Liatai:I should have asked for this a while ago… Initiative? XD
Thomas Lazarus:"Very well. Perhaps an alternative is in order.." (Init! « 1d20 = 9 »)
Miron :« 1d20 = 11 » initiative
Sszeyl:« 1d20+1 = 6 + 1 = 7 » Dex check!
Barbarus:« 1d20+2 = 17 + 2 = 19 » Dex check!
Tathi:« 1d20+3 = 18 + 3 = 21 » Initiative!
Dr. Hatari:Haha oh wow.
Liatai:Gnogglebolt?
TMG:Sorry!
Max:« 1d20+2 = 13 + 2 = 15 » initiative
Gnogglebolt:Init: « 1d20+1 = 10 + 1 = 11 »
Tathi has received initiative.
VAE:Oh, but she still became shaken
VAE:the will save for cause fear is partial
VAE:just mentioning it again
TMG:Ah!
TMG:Yes, danman, that would have been good to know before
VAE:i mentioned it's will (partial)
- Dr. Hatari switches up to Tathi-fighting music! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QDfT9gkBVxk
Tathi:"I do not fear your sticks and feeble spells, either!" the elf snarls, but her hands are shaking, and the words don't seem quite as confident as before.
VAE:it's for one round but it helps
TMG:shaken is -2 to…what? Attacks and saves?
Dr. Hatari:Shaken: May fight at -2 on all attack rolls, saving throws, skill checks, and ability checks.
TMG:ah, alrighty
Dr. Hatari:Those Marius notes have been awfully useful. Thanks debuff index!
Barbarus:"Coward." The catfolk purposefully says at the elf. :B
VAE:yes
TMG:is Alex around?
VAE:and i'm gonna prolong it in my next turn by doom
Tathi:The elf draws a dagger and slices for the human templar - « 1d20-1 = 9 - 1 = 8 » for « 1d4 = 1 » damage… though it's probably just going to scratch the armor slightly. :B
Barbarus has received initiative.
Liatai:Alex is still skyping.
VAE:also, liatai
TMG:ah, dang.
- Thomas Lazarus bats the strike away with his gauntlet. His eyes narrow.
Thomas Lazarus:"That doesn't belong to you."
Tathi:"It will soon enough! It will all belong to me! Everything here!" the elf growls.
VAE:why am i having flashbacks to Trofim?
Faerie:Oi, is there combat going on?
TMG:*snerk*
Barbarus:"I've got Venezuela in position to keep her from escaping. Oh, and dragon thing in the elf? You're a coward. An insult to dragons. :B"
Faerie:I'm still skyping, yes.
TMG:Alex; ah, yes. Kinda.
VAE:it seems delusions of grandeur are infections
VAE:*infectious
TMG:Ghost left, s Tathi's been possesed again.
Dr. Hatari:It's not very pivotal, don't worry. :P
Liatai:Bluff check, Barbarus, to taunt. :3
TMG:This time by someone not-nice. :B
Barbarus:« 1d20+3 = 7 + 3 = 10 »
VAE:ahahahah! I thought Ghost is doing this!
TMG:so we have to carefully knock her out without harming her
Tathi:« 1d20+3 = 3 + 3 = 6 » Sense Motive check…
TMG:danman; nope, this is a plot device to auto Tathi whenever Ghost is away xD
VAE:Also lia, since it's a possession… can i use dark knowledge (religion) to give everyone +1 to attack if i make a successfull knowledge roll?
Tathi:"— I AM NO COWARD!!" the elf snarls at the catfolk, taking on a stance that speaks of readiness to pounce.
Liatai:You can. :3
VAE:because to undead it would apply
Barbarus:"All evidence to the contrary."
Barbarus:End turn.
VAE:nice :3
VAE:it's a move action
TMG:but this IS NOT UNDEAD
Barbarus:It's a ghost. :o
VAE:the possession is caused by…
TMG:unless Liatai's using custom rules and specifically changed that
- Max draws his rapier quietly and waits…
Gnogglebolt has received initiative.
TMG:danman; have you -read- the possession rules?
VAE:i can do an arcana roll if it's that much a problem XD
VAE:Not really… i just never used possession so fa
Dr. Hatari:It's just one of his class abilities.
TMG:WHen someone is posseded, the HOST is considered the target of any possible effect
VAE:*so far
Liatai:I'm winging it, okay? >:E Sheesh.
TMG:Okay, Okay, sorry >.>
VAE:well, yes… but the ability i have is slightly strange in this respect
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt steps forward, and being on a side opposite to Max, doesn't have quite such a bad penalty when he attemps a nonlethal strike with his morningstar
Gnogglebolt:Morningstar Attack: « 1d20 = 9 »
VAE:and insight to the nature of possession can allow you to fight it better… if you have read anything by C.Stross
Liatai:Also, Hatari, that music is perfect. XD
TMG:danman; eh….Huh.
TMG:Guess that would work then.
Gnogglebolt:End turn.
Dr. Hatari:Thank you. I call it, "Making fun of Matt theme."
Dr. Hatari::3Tathi:The elf dodges easily, eyes still focused on the catfolk in the corner.
Miron has received initiative.
Miron :*let's see here… pears… porridge.. possession, here it is!* Dark knowledge religion roll « 1d20+11 = 16 + 11 = 27 »
Liatai:Success! :D
VAE:by how much?
VAE:if it's by more than 10 excess , it'll be +2
Liatai:Aw, shoot. What's the normal DC? :B
TMG:make it up, Liatai. x3
VAE:let me see XD
Faerie:buh x.x
VAE:DC 15
TMG:heyo again alex…
Liatai:It probably is, with that score… XD
VAE:it says in the book it seems
- Meany offers Alex tea.
VAE:great
Faerie:Sorry, I didn't know I was going to be on a call for so long. D:* Faerie is off of call now.
Liatai:It's OK. ^^ Do you want to roll initiative, or wait?
TMG:No worries, you haven't missed anything terribly important x3
TMG:Just a bunch of roleplaying, your turn hasn;t even come up…
Faerie:I mean, I enjoy talking with my parents, and I've been meaning to, but that was what, 2, 3 hours?
Faerie:Tea, there's an idea.
Miron :Allright, lissen up folks.. although these ghosts can speak up to the point of even casting spells, they can't quite control the body as well as the owner… try to do quick and/or feinting attacks, and it won't dodge !
Miron :(You all get +2 to attack against possessed Tathi)
Liatai:Any other actions this turn? :3
VAE:since i don't have that much more spells left… methinks i'll pass
Thomas Lazarus has received initiative.
Thomas Lazarus:"If you are unmoved by the Sun's radiant visage, then perhaps one of his other gifts shall have to make do." With a stern expression, Tom's hand lunges out towards Tathi's neck! (Invoking the Strength domain's power + Melee touch attack that provokes an AoO! « 1d20+9 = 20 + 9 = 29 »)
VAE:SSzeyl shoudld be able to drop her
Tathi:AaO « 1d20-1 = 14 - 1 = 13 ». Fail incoming! :B
- Thomas Lazarus wrangles the elf around into a headlock. (Grapple check! « 1d20+3+5 = 3 + 3 + 5 = 11 »)
Tathi:The elf chokes and tries to tear the templar's hand away… « 1d20-1 = 10 - 1 = 9 »
Tathi:To no avail. "Let GO, human!!"
Sszeyl has received initiative.
Thomas Lazarus:Tathi takes « 1d3+5 = 2 + 5 = 7 » nonlethal damage as the templar frowns at her. She is quite grappled!
VAE:that should drop her … the drow already did some, no?
- Kor flies off the elf's shoulder in the melee. Eek!
TMG:wait, how did she get that damage?
VAE:he used a spell
VAE:strength domain
Dr. Hatari:You apply unarmed strike damage when you successfully grapple an opponent.
TMG:the strength doman cleric power is just a free enhancement to strength…did he use anything other than that?
Dr. Hatari:No. Thomas naturally has 17 strength.
Tathi:Unfortunately, the elf is still standing, but barely.
VAE:probably a melee attack turned nonlethal then
Dr. Hatari:He is a large templar.
Liatai:Sszeyl? :3
TMG:erm…I don't think so…the unarmed strick isn't until your next turn…
Meany:Yo.
Ghostwish:BWEEEEEEEEEEEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHE
Sszeyl:« 1d20+3 = 16 + 3 = 19 » Drow punch!
TMG:once you've succeeded or failed the grapple, your turn is over
Ghostwish:What madness is this I see?
Liatai:Damage, drow? Let's see if you drop the elf. XD
VAE:you see your character getting quite pwned
TMG:Yup, here it is, starting a grapple…
Sszeyl:« 1d6+3 = 3 + 3 = 6 »
Sszeyl:Nonlethal.
Dr. Hatari:No, no, it says here; Step 3 Hold. Make an opposed grapple check as a free action. If you succeed, you and your target are now grappling, and you deal damage to the target as if with an unarmed strike.
Ghostwish:Puase! Pause! lemme read up! XD
TMG:if you want to do unarmed strike damage, you wait till your next turn and make another grapple check…HOLY
TMG:You're right! Damn, I never caught that before!
Liatai:Read up quick, because Tathi just got Drow Punched into unconsciousness. XD
TMG:Alright then, glad to be wrong for once xD
Dr. Hatari:Grappling came up many, many, horrible many times in Age of Worms.
VAE:yes
VAE:she is definitely dropped
VAE:after what the drow and the templar idd
Meany:Tathi: …Why is my nose perpendicular to the rest of my face? »
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt releases his battle-tension as he sees 'Tathi' suddenly go limp in Thomas's arms after Sszeyl landed a blow straight to her head
Gnogglebolt:"Whew. Okay, that's over. Let's tie her up until she's back to normal."
Thomas Lazarus:Tom keeps the unconscious elf held upright - although he does do her the courtesy of releasing the head-lock.
Miron :…. This is definitely not something i have been told before
Max:"… What in the name of the Platinum Dragon was that all about?"
Miron :Does she get possessed by the powers of nine hells often?
Thomas Lazarus:"That was… quite an unforseen development! Is this normal for her?"
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt steps back, and turns to Nathaniel, a stricken expression on his face. He bows deeply, and nervously.
Ghostwish:And I just got knocked the f out? oh this is priceless. XD
Ghostwish:I should make this a standard requirement for all charcters. You could make a game called 'possessed'. XD
Gnogglebolt:"I am very, very sorry, gracious host. We were terribly negligent in failing to inform you of our companions…condition, before we entered."
Dr. Hatari:If I had that picture of Action Hank punching the My Little Pony in the gut while headlocking it gif uploaded, I would so link it.
Nathaniel Toris:"Hrrm. There is a first time for seeing everything… I believe this is the first time I have ever seen a tiathar take over the body of a living person." The old man looks more curious than perturbed.
Gnogglebolt:"Of course, we will pay any damages."
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt looks over to the floor and tables the scuffle was abouts.
Ghostwish:So how bad off am I, DM? XD
VAE:it was nonlethal.. so just fainted
Ghostwish:Suffice to say, the party just PWNCHED the spirit out of Tathi. XD
Meany:And gave her a shiner.
Nathaniel Toris:The old man waves a hand dissmissively and chuckles. "No need. A simple spell will fix that easily. In fact…" The man makes a small gesture, and the lights that were cleaning the party's clothes now drift down to the scuffed floor and begin their work.
Gnogglebolt:"Anyway, to explain…well, in her own words. Tathi was experimenting with magic, but it naturally went wrong. See the gem on her forhead? That's part of it."
Miron :Thomas… can the followers of Pelor do something about this?
Gnogglebolt:"Apparently, she is randomly at any interval possessed by any spirit that happens to be passing by. And I am horrified at myself for failing to inform you of this."
- Papa sidesteps around the gnomes and curiously sniffs at the unconscious elf, peering up at the gem.
Ghostwish:Hrm, I see there was some confusion as to whether or not turning checks work on driving the spirits out.
Ghostwish:Normally, they would.. but seeing how this is a mechanic for when I have to go afk, they don't. :P
Dr. Hatari:To be honest, I had hoped it would fail anyways.
Dr. Hatari:I wanted to to the blunt face-grabbing version of exorcism.
Nathaniel Toris:"How curious…"
Ghostwish:Cleric: BE GONE SPIRIT. Tathi: *barfs in his face*
Gnogglebolt:"Not just for the damage, but this could have been very dangerous. This spirit was malevolent, but if it was intelligent enough to control Tathi's normal magic, someone here could have been hurt…" Gnogglebolt has an expression that he's really beating himself up about this.
Ghostwish:When can I come to, DM? XD
Faerie:brb, just gonna put some sugar in my tea. Then back fo' reals.
TMG:when you heal nonlethal damage
TMG:at 1 point an hour. :B
TMG:Or someone gives you a cure spell.
Ghostwish:Well, someone barf healing on me damnit. :P
Sszeyl:Or when I empty the contents of my waterskin on your face.
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt looks over to the others, to see how they're doing on tieing up Tathi.
Kor:This is so embarassing. Can I have some cheese now?
- Thomas Lazarus has most certainly not begun tying up Tathi yet. "Will she.. be alright when she wakes up?"
- Nathaniel Toris kneels down to the gnome's level and puts a hand on his shoulder. "You are worrying far too much over a small incident out of many, Maester Sparkgear… If this truly was the Azure Fang's spirit…" The human pauses as the gnome walks away and the rat begins to pace across the tabletop.
Gnogglebolt:"Maybe, maybe not. The spirit could be gone from her by then, it might not be. As far as I can tell, it's all up to chance."
Gnogglebolt:"All I know is that these episodes aren't permanenet, so -eventually- she will regain control of herself.
Kor:Kor -plops- down onto the floor below.
Nathaniel Toris:"… Might this be her familiar?"
Gnogglebolt:"But there's no way of knowing when that will be."
Gnogglebolt:He looks over. "Ah, yes, that is her companion rat."
Kor:Scamper scamper!
Thomas Lazarus:"Oh dear.." He looks to the woman a bit awkwardly.
Kor:He's under the table now. :P
Gnogglebolt:"..I would think her companion would be a bit more used to this by now."
- Max looks over to the far room. "Familiar? … Wait, familiars and their masters have an empathic link, don't they?"
Gnogglebolt:"Though, considering how he was almost eaten alive the last time this happens, I'm astonished he isn't dead yet."
Gnogglebolt:*happened
Thomas Lazarus:"If I may borrow the use of your chair, Mr. Toris, I would be grateful." Thomas takes Tathi over to the desk and sets her down in the seat. He remains nearby to steady her shoulders and prevent her from slumping over onto the floor. And just in case, you know, Azure Fang.
Kor:Black luck, baby. Now where is that smell coming from..
Barbarus:« 1d20+4 = 14 + 4 = 18 » Spot check.
Barbarus:On that rat.
- Tharky peeks around the door frame. "They do, as far as I know. If we could find that rat —"
Kor:Hrm.. could I climb up this chest, then jump onto the table?
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt looks up. "Er…I…wouldn't know. Perhaps? Someone I know did seem to have such qualities…"
Kor:Sec, lemme find his hide check.
Kor:« 1d20+14 = 18 + 14 = 32 » hide
Ghostwish:… yah, good luck finding her familiar. I'd say search applies though. :>
- Nathaniel Toris nods to the templar… then as people look around for the rat, walks over and calmly picks up Kor in one hand.
Kor:Eek! unhand me, you fiend!
Nathaniel Toris:Sorry, friend… terribly high Wisdom score. ;)
Dr. Hatari::DKor:Shenanigans! I call shenanigans! Squeak!
TMG:Meanwhile, Gnogglebolt's thinking of designs for a shock-collar to instantly knock out Tathi whenever this happens…
Ghostwish:ROFL XD
VAE:ahhaha! excellent iidea
TMG:Think I'm kidding? ;)
Nathaniel Toris:"Now, now, calm yourself, young creature." The human lets the rat run across his hands, but does not let the rat escape.
- Elros wasn't sleeping! Just, erm…having a fascinating out-of-body experience? :B
Kor:I demand tributes of cheese! Fear my gnashing teeth! « 1d20-200 = 8 - 200 = -192 » intimidate!
Nathaniel Toris:"Now, there comes the question of speaking to the creature…" Really? Really, Kor? >:3
Barbarus:GM, the contents of this shelf? :B
Ghostwish:I could seriously try and look up his intimidate score. But I know he gets massive debuffs for being -tiny-. XD
Ghostwish:It's probably -12 or some crap XD
Dr. Hatari:Heh.
Ghostwish:And yes, I know I'm probably trying to intimdate some elder dragon or some such. XD
Gnogglebolt:"Anyway, as said, Tathi should probably be carefully secured for now, for she might still not be herself when she awakens…but what are you doing with her companion rat?"
Thomas Lazarus:Tom looks to Gnogglebolt and frets. "I understand, but… rope…?"
Nathaniel Toris:The human looks down at the rat with a stern eye… Intimidate « 1d20+22 = 14 + 22 = 36 »
VAE:1d20 -200? that's awesome
Gnogglebolt:"Oh! of course." Gnogglebolt produces a 100-foot length of rope from his pack
Kor:SQUEAK! O_O
- Thomas Lazarus sighs. "No, you.. misunderstand."
Ghostwish:Sheesh, love tying up girls, doncha?
Gnogglebolt:He takes his time, taking 10 on an Aid Another, to give Thomas a +2 bonus to his roll.
Thomas Lazarus:"She's not really that … dangerous. And it's unsightly."
Gnogglebolt:"Erm…" Gnogglebolt :/ "It's just a precaution…"
Ghostwish:Special: You gain a +4 bonus on your Intimidate check for every size category that you are larger than your target. Conversely, you take a 4 penalty on your Intimidate check for every size category that you are smaller than your target.
Miron :Thomas… she isn't dangerous when guarded… she's a master of the arcane
Nathaniel Toris:"Calm yourself, your master will be fine, as will you." The human looks at the rest of the party, all calm smiles again. "It's quite simple, really. If her familiar does, indeed, possess a link, he should be able to inform us if she is herself again, or if the spirit is still controlling her."
Ghostwish:-8 then. XD
- Thomas Lazarus pats Tathi's limp shoulder once.
Miron :give her free hands and she can prepare a nasty surprise for you
Thomas Lazarus:"Don't worry. I'll take responsibility if something goes wrong."
Sszeyl:"So, Max."
Sszeyl:"Any luck with the wood workers?"
VAE:does max know draconic?
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt tilts his head at Nathaniel. "Oh indeed? And how would someone speak with it?" He asks curiously.
- Max looks at the drow in surprise. "… Is this really the best time to ask? ^^;;"
Kor:Squeak! Nod. Nod. Nod.
VAE:er.. Thomas i mean
Dr. Hatari:Thomas speaks only common.
VAE:a surprise.. but well
Nathaniel Toris:"Either he understands the spoken word… Or perhaps someone skilled in the art of dealing with animals would know something."
Kor:Squeak! Nod. Nod. Nod. Shake. Shake. Shake.
Miron :Miron whispers: Thomas… you almost died once already.. the folly of some of our new companions has stuck to you it seems…
Sszeyl:"What's so bad about the timing? »"
Nathaniel Toris:The elder places the rat on the table. "Perhaps it would be best to ask one question at a time… Do you understand what we are saying? Nod twice if I am speaking truly."
Gnogglebolt:"…Hmm…we had a strange composite-golem of some kind who used nature magic and was good with animals, but he is no longer here…"
Kor:Nod. Nod. Cheese?
- Thomas Lazarus sweatdrops and offers Miron a nervous smile. "I admit I was not in my best form, but I still do not think we should go about tying up unconscious women every time they pull a dagger on us."
- Max just looks over at the grop near the table, then back to the drow, and arches an eyebrow.
Gnogglebolt:Gnoggebolt watches curiously as Nathaniel 'talks' to the rat.
Tharky:Those of you with sharp ears might hear the familiar scratch scratch scratch of a pen on paper from the western room.
Gnogglebolt:He is even more curious when the rat appears to indicate comprehension.
- Nathaniel Toris chuckles. "Very well… Do you know if your master is still possessed?"
Miron :A spirit of a mighty devil can transform even the weakest woman into a formidable enemy. One should not underestimate these forces…
Kor:Squeak! Nod. Nod. Shake. Shake.
Sszeyl:"They have the situation under control. The ghost is incapcitated for now, annd the rat isn't spreading a plague presently."
Nathaniel Toris:"Let me see if I understand… You know, yes, and no, she is not possessed?"
Kor:Tathi should totally teach me to play charades.
Dr. Hatari:XDKor:Squeak! Nod. Nod.
Sszeyl:"Frankly, I'm more worried about that donkey outside kicking someon than them."
Gnogglebolt:"Hmm…I suppose that means Tathi is now safe?"
Max:"Maybe, but I don't want to let down my guard just yet. You never know when something unexpected might happen."
- Thomas Lazarus seems to contemplate Miron's words.
Kor:Squeak! Nod. Nod.
Nathaniel Toris:"Well, there we have it. Straight from the familiar's mouth itself, so to speak." The elder steps back, putting his hands in his robe sleeves.
Thomas Lazarus:"Well.. I suppose so. Still, I do not think that variety of devil was at play, judging from the resistance. I'm just glad her spells didn't ignite."
Thomas Lazarus:"That would have been a catastrophe."
Gnogglebolt:"Very well…then I suppose someone may revive her?" Gnogglebol says, as he uses one hand to gently nudge her, though he places his other hand on his morningstar. Just in case.
Kor:Kor scampers across the table, and sniffs curiously at the glowing, smelly thing. What this?
Miron :Indeed… and even i was caught unprepared, my spells failing.
- Nathaniel Toris chuckles. "If that was truly the Azure Fang, templar, it would not be flames you would need to be most concerned about…"
Sszeyl:"The unexpected will always happen."
Sszeyl:"And it will always be unexpected."
Sszeyl:"So why waste time trying to prepare for what cannot be prepared for?"
- Thomas Lazarus seems at a loss, but doesn't press the issue. He lets the sagely man do his stuff.
Miron :« 1d20+11 = 16 + 11 = 27 » knowledge-religion on Azure Fang
Barbarus:"Notice how angry it got after I started insulting it?"
Barbarus:"Sound like a Dragon ghost to me. :V"
- Thomas Lazarus thinks back to the wolf-tackling incident, and offers a nervous laugh at Sszeyl's advice. ^^;
Miron :Because if not preventing it outright, one can at least mitigate the effects….
- Max raises an eyebrow and gives the drow a weak smile; "An interesting perspective…"
Miron :One must keep a cautious watch at every moment precisely because one never knows when the enemy shall hit
Nathaniel Toris:"You would be somewhat correct, young man… of the Rolling Cloud tribe, I would assume from your tail bands?"
Sszeyl:"That sounds like a good justification for dying early due to stress."
Gnogglebolt:"So…will anyone wake her up? I don't have a waterskin, or strange magic…"
Barbarus:"Yes, honored elder."
Miron :As opposed to dying from wolf bites, i suppose
- Thomas Lazarus pats Tathi's head twice. "Alright then."
Thomas Lazarus:Thomas begins to work a spell. Then he's all like, "—Grk.."
Nathaniel Toris:"The Azure Fang was the name adopted by a man of blue dragon ancestry, living in this city and commiting great crimes in Tiamat's name."
VAE:did my knowledge check bring anything?
- Thomas Lazarus swivels his head to Gnogglebolt. "I'm still out of magic from the wolf fight. T_T"
Liatai:Unfortunately, no; wrong type of check.
VAE:or was it inappropriate type?
VAE:ninja'd
- Tharky pauses his writing briefly. "… I could heal her, if you wanted."
Gnogglebolt:"…Ah. Well then…oh! yes, that would be good, thank you Tharky."
Miron :The spirit of a mortal… that's why i didn't remember hearing about him in any of my texts
VAE:*reading
VAE:*facepaws at the silly*
Tharky:"— Ah! All right, then, let's see if I can remember a healing story…" The human lays a hand on the elf's shoulder and says a few lines in Draconic. « 1d8+5 = 7 + 5 = 12 » HP cured!
Thomas Lazarus:"Ah… eheh. Thank you, friend. I was pondering buying some potions from your shop earlier for just such an occasion."
Thomas Lazarus:"I'll certainly follow-through, now."
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt, still with one hand on his morningstar, and another on Tathi's arm, steadies her as she rouses to wakefulness.
Ghostwish:sorry, got cvalled AFK. XD
Tharky says in Draconic: "Come along, now, Miss Tathi, it's time to wake up. The wolf has run back to his den, and the bells over the hill are chiming."
Barbarus:GM, I hate ask a fifth time. :x
Dr. Hatari:It's fine, you're still BAM SUCKA'd. >:O
Liatai:Just open the PHB. XD
Ghostwish:Awww, but I got healed! Am I still out?
Barbarus:For what?
Dr. Hatari:Oh, right.
Liatai:Look under mundane equipment, and you'll probably find something there!
Barbarus::PGnogglebolt:not anymore
Ghostwish:Very well!
Liatai:I'm sorry I had to dictate a fight in the middle of your shopping spree. :B Jeez.
VAE:anyone minds too much if i go make myself noodles?
VAE:should be just few minutes - instant variety
Dr. Hatari:..Darn that sounds good.
Liatai:Go right ahead… ^^'
Tathi:"OW!" Tathi exclaims suddenly as her head jerks up. Then she blinks, and looks around for a bit.. She's quiet, and then she sighs. "Allright, I feel like I've been run over by a cart." She says as she rubs her forehead. "Accursed gem.. So, who was I this time? Murderer? Old nemesis? A bard who sings the most annoying songs?"
- Tharky looks left and right, then steps away from the table. >.>
Thomas Lazarus:"Azure Fang." He pats her shoulder twice and lets her go.
Gnogglebolt:"Some rotten dragon fanatic." Gnogglebolt says matter-of-factly, releasing his grip on Tathi's arm and letting go of his morningstar.
- Brian glares over at Max, who winces.
Sszeyl:"There, problem solved."
Tathi:She looks up at Thomas, and then over at gnogglebolt. "Who? That's a new one.. I wish I could say this is the worst situation I've woken up in.. but, there was that one time I woke up betrothed."
Sszeyl:"Now about those woodworkers."
Max:"Persistent, aren't you?" Max chuckles… then snaps his head up, looking like he just remembered something. "— Your treasure! I completely forgot!"
Elros:Elros looks like he's about to say something, but then just shakes his head.
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt lets out a breath, and walks around to Nathaniel. "Anyway, I am still deeply sorry this event has marred our visit…"
Thomas Lazarus:"Well.. we'll try to keep you from any erroneous marriages while you're in our care."
Max:"'Scuse me, Tharky, coming through."
Tathi:Then she looks over at Nathaniel, looking apologetic. "I am so sorry about any trouble I might have caused. This gem was a memento from an accident that occured when the academy I was in burned down. It has the nasty habit of letting random spirits into my mind. A nasty curse, with only a few boons."
Gnogglebolt:"ANd I do so hate to get down to business, especially after -this- sort of business, but Sszeyl did say he has somewhere to go…"
- Nathaniel Toris waves a hand dismissively. "Maester Sparkgear, Lady Tathi, when you own a shop where magical curiosities are bought and sold, incidents like this are simply part of the work day."
Tathi:"There was that one time with the human sorcerer. He immediately knew what was happening, and left detailed and long notes in my spellbook on a number of different topics. Quite a scholarly fellow-… Allright, why is Kor demanding buckets full of cheese? What did he do?"
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt sheepishly smiles and looks away, but nods.
Kor:Squeak! Squeak! SQUEAK!
Thomas Lazarus:"Well. Excuse me." Thomas walks over and resumes his browsing, now that the excitement is over.
Max:"— Right, right, sorry for the wait," Max says, bringing the chest into the room and putting it down on the floor.
Sszeyl:"Tathi, I imagine these people would like their robe back." ((Retconned if Tathi already gave it back.))
TMG:Slip of paper; A pouch containing a pale white translucent stone, a clear violet stone, an aquamarine stone, and a black pearl; well-made studded leather armor, sized small; a well-made shortbow, sized medium; a well-made trumpet; a chest; ten sacks; a jade six-sided die; a gold bracelet set with amber; a set of five matched chased silver teacups (thrown into a sack unceremoniously); a brass tankard with intricate carving of partying orcs on it;
Liatai:Hang on, Tech, I have a better list. :3
TMG:o.o?
VAE:back
Dr. Hatari:lol, you looted a d6?
Dr. Hatari:That is a first for my ear.
TMG:x3Tathi:"Their what back-" Tathi starts, and then notices the robe. "Oh for the love of.. Sorry!" She says, sheepishly putting the robe back. Or at least back to her best guess of where it went, having no memory of the incident.
Liatai:It seems someone has labelled most of your treasures with their appropriate values while you were off rescuing goblins and hunting wolves. :3
Liatai:A pouch containing a moonstone (80 GP), an amethyst (80 GP), an aquamarine (400 GP), and a black pearl (800 GP); masterwork small studded leather armor (175 GP); a masterwork medium shortbow (330 GP); a masterwork trumpet (100 GP); ten sacks (1 SP each); a jade six-sided die (400 GP); a gold bracelet set with amber (200 GP); a set of five matched chased silver teacups (polished and cleaned; 60 GP each, 300 GP as a set); a brass tankard with intricate carving of partying orcs on it (400 GP); 5 pairs of medium-sized burnt orange cotton pants (1 SP each); ten orange small-sized sackcloth shirts (1 CP each); a medium pair of riding boots (1 GP); and a small white linen pouch that feels somewhat heavy.
Liatai:And, of course, a gold pendant set with a sizeable ruby (1,700 GP).
- Faerie for a moment instead of "masterwork trumpet" read "masterwork strumpet." :B
Liatai:XD!
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt looks in the chest, verifying that everything was still there, and also brightens up that they've already been labled—PFFFT SNRRRRK
VAE:what's a strumpet?
TMG:…
TMG:WShen you're older. :B
- Brian eyes the pendant hungrily when it's brought out for inspection, but doesn't say anything.
TMG:*when
Dr. Hatari:I am reminded of the Baldur's Gate 2 townies always asking me how good of a strumpet I thought they were.
Sszeyl:« 1d20+5 = 2 + 5 = 7 » Spot check!
Dr. Hatari:VAE - a naughty lady. :3
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt waves for Sszeyl to come over.
Sszeyl:Never mind. :B
VAE:had to google… remember i am learned speaker, not natural
Dr. Hatari:Also wow, I have like no resistance to those faces at all. Such cute tokens! x3
Gnogglebolt:"So, Sszeyl, since you were the only one who seemed averse to the idea of converting these items into wealth willy-nilly, which ones do you want the Toris' to have, and which do you want to take elsewhere? Or are you simply fine with the Toris' buying the whole stock from us?
Terri:"Are you okay now, Miss Eyllisaearsithek?"
Tathi:Tathi blinks, looking over at Terri. "Oh yes, a little worse for wear, but I'll be fine. Also rather impressive to see someone without pointy ears get my name right." She says, smiling.
Faerie:That's quite a name. o.o
Terri:"Mm! I've been practicin' my Elven. :3"
Terri:"Ian's really good at it, I'm not so good yet."
TMG:wait, really? I thought her full name was something else…that actually started in "tathi" :B
Dr. Hatari:I think that was just her family name.
TMG:Oh, gotcha
- Max walks over to the table where the templar is browsing. "Anything in particular you're looking for?"
Sszeyl:"The completed pieces of art should be left here, where they can be sold. While raw materials should be sold to smiths, and their value increased by being part of a finished product."
- Barbarus spies an Ian. :o
Brian:"… I wouldn't mind paying you right now for that pendant with the ruby," Brian says, watching the treasure being handled.
Ian Toris:The little boy in a green robe looks up at the catfolk, smiles, and gives a little bow.
Thomas Lazarus:He looks aside. "Yes indeed. I'd like to have a few healing potions for emergencies. In case Miron and I are incapacitated, or perhaps drained of mana."
TMG:Huh… "linen pouch that feels somehwat heavy" on that list…what's in it? Do we know?
Tathi:"Well, you're doing quite well in it so far!"
Thomas Lazarus:"A wand may also be nice.. but I've gotten ahead of myself (and my wallet)."
Max:"Any particular strength? We only have light curative potions on the table here, but if you're looking for something stronger, I could get it for you."
Gnogglebolt:"Well, there don't seem to be any raw materials here, unless you count the gemstones…"
- Barbarus scritches the human's ear in greeting.
Liatai:Nope, you don't know. Do you want to check inside?
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt checks the linen pouch. He doesn't remember what's in it.
Ian Toris:The boy headtilts a little, but smiles.
Sszeyl:"Those are what I mean."
Gnogglebolt:"Ah, very well then."
Liatai:Inside the pouch are a few small items; two small gears and an iridescent shell bead strung on leather cord to make a charm, a small hawk feather tied to leather cord with a few small pearlescent beads to make a bookmark, a deck of cards, a small steel charm that looks like two crossed swords, a perfectly smooth piece of driftwood naturally shaped by ocean waves, three small discs of gold-colored metal, and three iridescent shell beads.
Thomas Lazarus:"Light is fine. I doubt I could afford much more, today. Just as long as they're at hand to balm emergencies, the strength isn't *too* important."
TMG:(where did the pouch come from, agan? I don't remember it …)
- Max nods. "Let me see here… one, two… looks like we've got five here. How many would you like?"
Liatai:And you shouldn't remember it. :3
- Terri peeks over the table and watches the people sort through the treasure, standing on her tiptoes. :o
- Vira Toris whispers to Terri in Draconic.
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt picks through the linen pouch. Now he's sure he hasn't seen it before. He looks to Sszeyl. "Do you know where we got this?"
Sszeyl:"Hello, again, Terri."
Vira whispers in Draconic: "Do you think they found it yet?"
Gnogglebolt:"Was it one of the things you got out of the Blacksword cave?"
Sszeyl:« 1d20+2 = 18 + 2 = 20 » Wis check!
Terri:Terri whispers back to Vira.
Sszeyl:To remember. :O
Terri whispers in Draconic: "I think they just did."
Liatai:You don't remember picking up a white pouch anywhere… How strange.
Thomas Lazarus:He considers for a moment. "I'll take all of them. I have a feeling.. I won't regret it." He smiles with a knit brow, pointedly not looking at the party.
Sszeyl:"It was not a part of any treasure we collected."
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt suddenly looks up and straight ahead (facing away from the young ones), as if he just heard something. He then gets a soft smile.
Sszeyl:"It must have been part of the Toris' pre existing stock."
Gnogglebolt:"Never mind, I think I know where it came from…"
Gnogglebolt:"And I think we should keep these things."
Faerie:Liatai: Clearly, someone has wiped our memories! We must find the source of this nefarious memory wiping!
VAE:so the loot consists of a bunch of charms, right?
- Max chuckles. "Yes, I know that feeling. I was with them for part of their excursion into the goblin tunnels… So, five light curative potions would come to two-hundred and fifty gold pieces."
Miron :Miron looks around the room, thinking… then speaks to Tathi
Gnogglebolt:He smiles, and looks closer at them, in particular, he admires the little feather-bead bookmark, and experimentally places it in one of the books he has.
Sszeyl:"Reminds me."
Gnogglebolt:He then places the feather reverently back in the pouch, for the moment, and sets it between him and Sszeyl.
Sszeyl:"Honored elder, could you perchance point me to the nearest lumber yard?"
Miron :Have you asked about the gem at a temple? Priests of some denominations are quite good at removing such curses
Gnogglebolt:Meanwhile, he removes the sacks, goblin cloths, and boots from the chest. "I don't believe anyone would be buying these from us…though perhaps they an be re-dyed from orange to red, and given back to the goblins."
Nathaniel Toris:"The nearest lumber yard?" The elder looks curiously at the drow. "If I may be nosy for a few moments, might I ask why? There are a number of lumber yards and carpenters' shops in this city… it may help me to save you some time, knowing what you are looking for."
Gnogglebolt:"And you never know when you need a good sack." He folds up one and puts it in his backpack
- Papa gets out of the way of Sszeyl and Nathaniel. Oops, pardon me. :o
Thomas Lazarus:"Certainly." Thomas goes about counting his coins into stacks before giving Max the 250gp and filing the vials away into his belt-tackle.
Gnogglebolt:After that, he goes through the lables on the valuables that remain, and tallys them up in his head.
Sszeyl:"I need wood for a pyre, the fneral, you see. And my gnome friend has agreed to build me some doors for my house, provided I can obtain the wood."
Sszeyl:"Speaking of, you and your family are free to stop by whenever you like."
Thomas Lazarus:"—Grk.." He suddenly remembers he never paid for that bottle of wine.
Nathaniel Toris:The elder nods solemnly. "I see… There is a carpenter's shop near the Bronze Boot tavern, I believe… and as for others…" He lists off a good seven lumber yards.
Miron :After thinking a little more, Miron goes to inspect the potions offered
Terri:"Mister Sszeyl's getting a house? :o"
Gnogglebolt:« 80+80+400+800 = 80 + 80 + 400 + 800 = 1360 » , « 175+330+100+400+200+300+400 = 175 + 330 + 100 + 400 + 200 + 300 + 400 = 1905 »
Sszeyl:"The cave the goblins used to live in."
Miron :Craft(alchemy) « 1d20+9 = 16 + 9 = 25 »
TMG:Let's see…
- Brian still has his eyes locked on the pendant. Want.
Sszeyl:"Provided Fuzzy doesn't eat me while I'm fixing up the place."
TMG:Gnogglebolt, Elros, Sszeyl, Tathi, Thomas, Miron
TMG:not including barbarus
TMG:I'm missing anyone?
- Max looks up at Sszeyl, then shrugs.
Liatai:You're missing a piece of loot. :B
Liatai:The pendant, 1,700 GP.
TMG:I am? o.o
TMG:OHTMG:1360, « 1905+1700 = 1905 + 1700 = 3605 »
Liatai:What was the craft check for, Miron?
VAE:Inspecting potions.. with respect to type, and the skill of preparation
Gnogglebolt:« 3605/6 = 3605 / 6 = 600.8333333333333333333333333333333 »
Dr. Hatari:Dibs on the quantum copper.
Liatai:These are all fairly cheap potions, with varying degrees of workmanship, from simple vials to more ornate bottles.
Gnogglebolt:Finishing his mental tally, Gnogglebolt looks up.
VAE:hehe.. meant the workmanship of the contents.. .also type of potions present
Max:"Is there something I can help you find?" Max asks the gnome inspecting the potion bottles.
Liatai:Type would need a Spellcraft check. :B
VAE:hmm, allright
Sszeyl:"Thank you, honoured elder."
Gnogglebolt:"Alright, from the running total of all completed works of art in this chest, minus the gemstones…the total comes out to three-thousand, five hundred and five gold pieces."
VAE:one would have guessed that the skil you use when making potions would help
Gnogglebolt:He looks up to Nathanial, and Brian. "That is an acceptable sum to purchase these items?"
Brian:"… I'll take the gemstones, too, if you're looking for a buyer."
Nathaniel Toris:The elder nods. "Of course."
Miron :« 1d20+7 = 4 + 7 = 11 » Spellcraft, then… see it fail horribly
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt shrugs. "Sszeyl expressed that he would like the gemstones to go directly to artists of craft."
Terri:"Oh, yeah! Bri loves gemstones."
Gnogglebolt:"So that they are worth even more in a worked form. Ask him."
Sszeyl:"I know the feeling."
- Brian sighs. "… Ah, well… forget I said anything."
- Sszeyl pointedly turns his ring so the opal is not visible.
Liatai:You can't tell what these potions are. ^^'
Max:"… Miron?"
Sszeyl:"I also acknowledge that having them in a collection would do them justice."
Thomas Lazarus:"Thank you. May this purchase go unused."
Sszeyl:"Let him buy them. Maybe give him a discount. :P"
- Brian perks up! o.o
TMG:(according to the DMG, one could get an insignificant sip, or even just a sniff would produce a subjective feeling, which the DM describes…)
Liatai:Click on the potion bottles. :B
Dr. Hatari:Heh.
TMG:that's why I said "even a sniff" :B
TMG:but okay. x3
- Max waves a hand in front of the gnome's face experimentally. o.o
Gnogglebolt:"Hmm…well then, the running total of the gemstones alone is one-thousand, three-hundred sixty."
TMG:wut? o.o
TMG:OHTMG:Wrong gnome. xD
Liatai:Not Gnogglebolt, the other gnome — yeah. XD
TMG:« 1300/6 = 1300 / 6 = 216.6666666666666666666666666666667 » « 1360/6 = 1360 / 6 = 226.6666666666666666666666666666667 »
Brian:"And one thousand seven hundred for the pendant — I'll be right back!" Zip, off he goes!
TMG:« 1358/6 = 1358 / 6 = 226.3333333333333333333333333333333 »
TMG:« 1359/6 = 1359 / 6 = 226.5 »
Sszeyl:"I wish I had something to be so devoted towards, like that. :/"
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt looks at Sszeyl. "Your homeland does not count?
Sszeyl:"Defending Ezzebek is a duty. It is something I have to do by law. Not something I would do unasked."
Miron :*looks up to see a hand of the man*
Gnogglebolt:"…I see."
- Brian skids back into the room with the money for the gems and pendant in hand, in platinum pieces and gold to cover anything the platinum does not.
Miron :…Mr… why exactly are you waving an arm in front of my face?
Gnogglebolt:"Anyway…so, you are indeed fine with Brian purchasing the gemstones directly?
Sszeyl:"Yes."
Max:"Oh, good, I was afraid you were getting possessed there for a moment!" The human laughs. "Are you looking for anything in particular?"
- Barbarus shifts through the clothes, looking for something sized for catfolk.
Gnogglebolt:"Very well…" Gnogglebolt does some more mental math. « 1360+3605 = 1360 + 3605 = 4965 »
- Ian Toris smiles, watching the whole scene unfold. :)
Gnogglebolt:« 4964/6 = 4964 / 6 = 827.3333333333333333333333333333333 »
Gnogglebolt:« 4963/6 = 4963 / 6 = 827.1666666666666666666666666666667 »
Gnogglebolt:« 4962/6 = 4962 / 6 = 827 »
Liatai:You find quite a few clothes sized for medium humanoids, Barbarus. :3
- Faerie thinks Gnogglebolt's mental math goes out to a silly number of decimal places.
Miron :Just looking through the potions, seeing whether i can still remember how to identify the sorts… back in my youth i trained as an alchemist… though my skills seem to have gotten really rusty
VAE:*training
- Max chuckles. "I see."
Gnogglebolt:To speed this up, Gnogglebolt works out the details of who's buying what with Nathaniel and Brian, and ultimately, the total comes out to four-thousand, nine-hundred sixty-two, with Gnogglebolt discouting a few spare gold pieces to keep things rounding evenly.
Gnogglebolt:And if the Toris' have the platinum for it, then perhaps the final total could be six bags of 80 platinum and tweny-seven gold.
- Brian looks… gleeful, almost, admiring the pendant. :3
Miron :So, say.. are you making the potions yourselves?
Nathaniel Toris:Do we have the platinum, he asks, in a home where the members are followers of the Platinum Dragon. ;P
TMG:Snerk. :3
Max:"Some of them."
Barbarus:« 1d20+5 = 19 + 5 = 24 » Appraise check on these clothes. :U
TMG:Right then, everyone add 80 to your platinum count in your token properties, and 27 to the gold count!
- Dr. Hatari makes a cash-register sound.
TMG:and if you've got nothing there yet, because what you already have isn't there, then just put something like (xx)+80 or something, that's what I did. :B
Miron :Some of them.. which sorts?
Liatai:Most of them are quite simple, but there are a few nice shirts in there. Nothing dressy, but serviceable. The more dressy clothes are on the shelves in the back of the shop.
TMG:I'll be trying to figure out running total for my guy during the week, at least…
- Barbarus picks up a shirt and sees a rat on the counter. :o
Max:"Well… let me look, some of them might have sold already. I made two of the ones your templar friend has, actually…. there are a handful of other ones here we made, too, let me check…"
Gnogglebolt:After all the bags and items have exchanged hands, Gnogglebolt bows to the Torises. "Pleasure doing business with you." He then passes everyone their bag.
Faerie:Hey, are there banks in Castleton? :B
Nathaniel Toris:"And also with you." The elder smiles calmly.
Thomas Lazarus:"Oh, my.." after looking into the platinum sack. "I didn't realize hospitalier services were in such high demand."
Faerie:I jurt realized I have…942 GP now. That must have some weight to it.
Sszeyl:"Good dooing business with you. Gnogglebolt, a permanent address for you, please?"
- Brian has gone into a back room to admire the gems. Shiny… *.*
Gnogglebolt:"Alright, Sszeyl, if you must leave now, you have what you need…I should like to stay here a little longer and speak with our friends."
Sszeyl:"I need somewhere to bring the lumber."
TMG:alex; is that in -addition- to what you just got now, or -total- from what you just got now?
Liatai:That's a question that's come up in the past, Faerie…. and to be honest, I'm not sure. :B
Gnogglebolt:"Ah, actually, I'll need to build the door frame as well, so might as well just leave the lumber in the cave."
Faerie:TMG, total.
Liatai:There's no House Kundarak to run banks.
Gnogglebolt:"I'll stop by later to see what I can do."
Sszeyl:"Sure thing. :3"
Sszeyl:To the lumber yard!
Liatai:Lumber costs will be whatever the raw material cost ends up being for crafting.
TMG:no House Kundarak, so unless Akellon is a bit more advanced in it's infrastructre than I think, there won't be any chain of banks that you can transfer money between with letters of credit…
- Liatai nods to TMG.
TMG:buuut, that's not to say there can't be -local- banks, if you want them…
TMG:we just would have to cart it with us if we move to a new area :B
- Thomas Lazarus rubs his chin thoughtfully. He looks to Max again. "Well, it seems my financial situation has just flipped around."
Liatai:I've actually been considering gold as having little to no weight in previous campaigns… then again, most of the adventurers there had bags of holding. :B
Thomas Lazarus:"Do you have any wands here?"
VAE:wait a moment
VAE:the church
VAE:IRL templars were the first bankers
Dr. Hatari:Oh crap XD
TMG:*snerk* xD
VAE:because they had a network of castles around ,so if you deposited stuff in one and got a leaflet, you could take it out elsewhere
VAE:so the churches… like Pelor's
Max:"Wands? Let me check the back rooms. We usually don't keep them out where any spellcaster who knows a few arcane words could accidentally set them off." ^^;
Ghostwish:craaap, I got called away again. How much did we get a peice?
TMG:+80 platinum
VAE:ahahaah
TMG:+27 gold
VAE:another possession i guess
Thomas Lazarus:"That's fine. Let me know if you have a light curing wand!"
TMG:add to your token properties :)
Max:"Will do! …" Max pauses in his trek to the back rooms to say something teasing to Brian in Draconic, who harrumphs.
Dr. Hatari:Just double-checking; wand range is always the original spell range, right? So cure wands are touch-range?
Max says in Draconic: "You might want to actually put them in your hoard instead of drooling over them like a haunch of meat, or someone might take them!"
Dr. Hatari:We've had it come up at other tables.
Liatai:Yep, same range as the spell.
Dr. Hatari:Righto
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt's ears perk up at something, but otherwise he doesn't do anything.
Gnogglebolt:Actually, he heads over to Terri and the two very small ones, putting on his child-reassuring face again.
Gnogglebolt:"So, how are you three? So sorry about the scary thing with miss Tathi earlier, but we took care of it quickly. A nasty thing got inside her head, but we got it out!"
Max:"Here you are, found one." The wand is made of sliver, with a small light blue crystal on the end. "Seven hundred and fifty gold will cover it nicely."
TMG:ouch, that's almost the entire share of what he just got o.o
Tathi:"That's a… blunt explaination.."
Thomas Lazarus:"Easy come, easy go." He takes 5 platinum coins out of the sack from earlier and hands it over.
Sszeyl:Where does one find the values for these crafting things?
Ian Toris:The boy nods. "Possession truly is a frightening experience. Is the lady of sound mind and body now?"
Ghostwish:Hey, imagine how much I need to save up for a int plusser. :O
- Barbarus spies the rat.
Tathi:Tathi snrks. "Define sound. I still feel like a donkey used me as a tap dance floor."
Elros:"Blunt, but short and to the point can be useful."
- Terri giggles.
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt blinks at the boy's mastery of words, but grins even more. 'Why yes, she is…well, mostly."
- Barbarus pokes little rat thing in the belly.
- Vira Toris cracks a small smile.
Kor:He glares evil daggers. « 1d20-12 = 16 - 12 = 4 » intimidate!
Ian Toris:"That is a relief to hear."
Max:And lo, do the money and wand exchange hands.
Gnogglebolt:"And you speak very well for someone your age…or your apparent age. A little prodigy, aren't you?" Gnogglebolt winks.
Ian Toris:"So it has been said," the boy says with a smile and a bow.
Barbarus:« 1d20+3 = 8 + 3 = 11 » Sense motive.
Barbarus::B* Thomas Lazarus taps the head of the wand in an open palm a few times, and then mock-fires it at Papa. POW, healan'! >:O
Thomas Lazarus:"We should be well equipped, now. I'm glad my friend showed me this place."
- Papa 's ears perk up, and he gives a happy bark!
Kor:The rat, throughly defeated, scuffles back to Tathi.
Barbarus:"Cute."
Liatai:Anyway, Meany, I need to find the actual price for a door and divide it by three to get the material cost for each door. :B
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt looks at the three again. "Anyway, Terri here fancies herself a theif-catcher, like me. I think she can grow up to be very good at that." he grins to her. "And what about you two? What do you like to do?"
Meany:Dang. :[
TMG:(and that would probably be somewhere in the DMG)
TMG:(unless Liatai ad-hocs it)
Liatai:Hooray for the Stronghold Builder's Handbook. :3
TMG:Or that. x3
Faerie:x3Liatai:Doors… Simple wooden door, 10 GP. Good wooden door, 20 GP. Strong wooden door, 40 GP.
Tathi:Tathi gets up from the chair. "I feel like I'm stealing the shopkeeper's seat here."
Vira Toris:"Um…" The girls shuffles back and forth a little. "… I like to draw…"
Dr. Hatari:FFFFFFFFF-
Terri:"— Oh shoot! Vira! I forgot to introduce you to Mister Sszeyl! :O"
Gnogglebolt:"Ooh, an artist? My drow friend Sszeyl is an artist, I think Tathi's told you about him."
Gnogglebolt:"But alas, he has already departed…"
Terri:"Mm-hmm! He's really good, Vira."
Barbarus:"Hmm."
Ian Toris:"Perhaps another day, then."
Barbarus:"Do you have any dye wash in stock? »"
Gnogglebolt:"Indeed…and you? What do you like to do?" Gnogglebolt looks at Ian.
Nathaniel Toris:"Dye wash?" The elder strokes his beard contemplatively for a moment. "… That, I do not know…"
Thomas Lazarus:Thomas slips the wand into his belt and draws three vials. He walks about to Tathi, Gnogglebolt and Barbarus, insistently placing a Cure Light Wounds potion into each of their hands. "For emergencies." Is his only explanation. He then looks thoughtful and heads to the door.
Ian Toris:"Study, I suppose. I am a student at an arcanist's academy near here."
Thomas Lazarus:"Before I forget, I need to go pay off a liquor debt~" he says merrily as he departs.
Tathi:Tathi smirks, pocketing the bottle. "Good, because that is the last time I want to play battle medic with you, good cleric."
- Tharky is standing in the corner, still writing, but paying close attention to Gnogglebolt and the children in the other corner of the shop.
Max:"Play battle medic?"
Liatai:Let's see, bottle of fine wine for Thomas…
Tathi:"An experience perhaps even more unpleasent than my possession."
Liatai:10 GP for a bottle of fine wine, says the PHB.
Dr. Hatari:BOOM, reimbursed!
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt accepts the potion from Thomas. "Indeed." Returning his attention to Ian, a slight twitchvery slight flits across his face as he speaks, but it could've been nothing, as Gnogglebolt was back to his warm and friendly smile. "Arcanist, eh? Not a profession I would choose, but noble nontheless. I do believe you will go far….though I can see you are a very smart boy. Perhaps you'd like to take a look at this…" Gnogglebolt then pulls out his pocketwatch, and lets Ian hold it. It's ticking away softly.
Dr. Hatari:Afk two shakes.
Max:"No, I mean, what happened? You all were clearly in some kind of fight."
- Ian Toris examines the watch curiously. "Mazian in construction, it seems."
Tathi:"Ah, well, that would relate to some nasty business involving the new goblin community here. Apparently, someone tried to kill them in a rather frightful manner."
Max:"Uh-oh. The necromancers decided to come into the city to finish the job?"
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt nods. "I am impressed. Not many outside of Mazio know about these."
TMG:(oh bugger, still need to do mini-session of talking to Grapmak about that >.> )
Ian Toris:"I have been there, once or twice."
Gnogglebolt:"Really?" Gnogglebolt asks, raising an eyebrow. "Quite a little traveler, you are. What did you think of my homeland?"
- Nathaniel Toris is sitting calmly at the desk, just listening to all of the conversations around him. Ah, youth.
Miron :Miron thinks for some time then turns to max… say.. do you happen to have a few *special* creations?
Ian Toris:"It's fairly pleasant, if quite different from Akellon… not my choice of where I would prefer to live, but to each their own."
Max:"'Special' in what way?"
Max:"After all, anything can be considered special in the right light."
Miron :Well… quite common things, but harder to prepare… true
Miron :for one, potions of truth
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt chuckles. "Indeed, indeed…" He then looks back to Vira. "So, do you have any art you'd like to show me…?"
Miron :i feel we might come across more need for interrogation than my spellcasting is sufficient for
Max:"Potions of truth… You mean elixirs of truth? Those are harder to come by…"
Ghostwish:where's that picture of the king of breland again?
Miron :yes indeed…
Miron :that's why i said they are rather more special
TMG:ghost; Five Nations, I would think
Max:"I can check the back rooms again… I might have some in my collection. Potions and elixirs are something of an interest of mine."
Liatai:Oop, be right back.
TMG:"KING BORANEL: For when your setting needs it's very own Chuck Norris"
Dr. Hatari:Fuck yeah, Breland.
Meany:Screw Breland.
- Dr. Hatari is just snacking, and will probably show up again in a while, or the next scene. ^^
Meany:Hail Mror Holds.
Vira Toris:"Um…" Vira shuffles back and forth a little, looking down, a blush starting to creep up her face again.
Terri:"Aw, it's okay, Vira, you can show him! Mr. Sparkgear's nice."
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt can't help but grin warmly and how bashful the little girl is.
Gnogglebolt:*at how
Faerie:Hm.
Faerie:Sho's more shy, the Shy Guy or Vira?
Faerie:*Who's
TMG:Oh gawd, don't bring that into this o.O
Faerie:And why not, hm? x3
- Max ducks into the back rooms, and is gone for quite a while before he returns with a small pyramidal vial containing a clear liquid. "Found one — took a little digging, but this one should do the trick. This one was made by a paladin I went on a few trips with back in the day…. fierce woman, that Salishea."
TMG:because….—
Liatai:And yes, by all means, Hatari, feel free to bring Thomas back in whenever. :3
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt suddenly perks up.
Gnogglebolt:However, he doesn't jump away from the kids, oh no, that can wait.
Gnogglebolt:He returns to smiling at Vira. "So…can you show me anything?"
- Faerie feels out of the loop today. So he's making popcorn comments. :B
- Vira Toris shuffles a little more. "… They're not very good… I just like drawing…"
Terri:"Aw, don't be so down on yourself, Vira!" Terri turns to Gnogglebolt. "She's really good, she draws awesome animals and monsters!"
Gnogglebolt:"Awww, don't be so hard on yourself. Come on, let me see…"
Thomas Lazarus:The door jangles upon Thomas' return.
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt grins to Trri. "If she's your sister, I'll be she does."
- Papa sits and looks between Elros and Tathi.
Ghostwish:curse my stupid memory, and sorry for venting Cold War all over your Akellon Liatai, but, duh, which two nations are treating warforged as second class citizens?
TMG:Thrane and Karrnath
TMG:Karrnath definitely, Thrane has a few exceptions though
TMG:but both use masses of warforged as indentured servants to rebuild war-torn areas
Miron :That is going to be most useful, good man
Vira Toris:"… um…" The girl blushes even more brightly red, then nervously thumbs through the book she holds. "… um, this one's not too bad…" « 1d20+10 = 11 + 10 = 21 »
Miron :Miron takes out 250 GP from tha large sack on his back and hands them over to Max
Vira Toris:The drawing is indeed very good, and depicts a halfling druid riding on a lage dog's back.
Meany is disconnected.
TMG:uhoh o.o
MeanyOwl has connected.
TMG:ah, whew
- Thomas Lazarus looks about at the party, conducting their idle business. He notes Gnogglebolt entertaining the children.
Max:"… Er, I hate to say this, Miron, but this isn't enough. I couldn't let it go for anything less than five hundred."
Thomas Lazarus:He has to bite his lip and cover his mouth at the sight of Vira. That is just way too cute!
Gnogglebolt:"Ah, that is beautiful!" Gnogglebolt says as he looks at the drawing. "Excellent lines, the dog looks very well-proportioned…you modeled him after Papa, didn't you?" Gnigglebolt winks.
Liatai:Oh! I forgot completely. XD There is no dye wash here, Barbarus.
- Thomas Lazarus turns his attention to the others.
Vira Toris:The girl blushes even deeper, if that was possible. "— um, a little bit — that was, um, someone who came by the store…"
Thomas Lazarus:"I had been meaning to ask you all.."
- Papa looks up at the templar and wags his tail in greeting.
Miron :Talk about inflation… these used to be cheaper in the past
Thomas Lazarus:"..About.. well." He glances to Max, clearly an adventurer himself. He drops the secrecy reluctantly.
Miron :Ah well… *hands out the remaining 250GP , feeling somewhat robbed*
- Max chuckles. "You want to talk inflation, talk to my grandfather…" And elixir and gold change hands!
Thomas Lazarus:"Do you think you could direct me to that guard you turned your Necromancer over to? I rather want to follow up on the Palm's interrogation."
Thomas Lazarus:"They may be willing to share what they've learned with me, atleast."
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt rubs Vira on the shoulder again. "It's still wonderful. Keep practicing, and never loose your ability!"
- Tharky keeps writing. Scratch, scratch, scratch goes the pen on the paper in the beat-up book…
- Dr. Hatari was apparently speaking to exclusively afk people. x3
- Vira Toris nods, holding onto the book with something of a vise grip when it is given back.
- Papa headtilts at Thomas. :o?
- Papa looks at Elros and Gnogglebolt… then back at Thomas. He seems to be asking the templar for permission…
Thomas Lazarus:"…" Thomas puffs a sigh as everyone seems immersed in their business. He looks down to Papa and blinks.
Papa:*:3?*
Gnogglebolt:"Well, I should go talk to your grandpa now. It was nice talking to you three!"
Terri:"I think Mister Lazarus was asking for you first…"
Barbarus:"How much for these two shirts?"
- Thomas Lazarus tussles the big dog's head with a series of fond rubs.
Ian Toris:"Indeed, it is probably best to not keep the noble templar waiting."
- Elros wonders why popa is looking at him.
Elros:*papa
Papa:*:D Not what I was expecting, but yay! Pettings! You're awesome!*
Gnogglebolt:"Oh, indeed? Alright then, him first…"
- Thomas Lazarus seems clueless. :3
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt turns and walks a way, a contented smile on his face, and warmth in his heart. Ah, youth, in the same vein as Nathaniel (though Gnogglebolt himself certainly counts as young in his eyes, too).
Tathi:Shut the fark up, you wanking gnome, I'm practically teen++ over here.
Gnogglebolt:Still with a calm face, he wanders over to Thomas. "Ah, you wanted to ask me something?"
Thomas Lazarus:He continues rubbing on Papa's head for a moment. "Mm. I don't want to impose on your business overmuch; I realize I am still little more than a nosey stranger. But I had wanted to investigate that woman you had taken to the Palm. I can't rest too easily until I know everything that can be done, has been done."
Thomas Lazarus:"Who processed her when you brought her to town?"
Nathaniel Toris:"One silver piece for each, I believe." The old man seems to have been dozing.
- Barbarus hands over a gold. "Keep the change. :3"
Liatai:Read: he totally wasn't dozing. :B
- Barbarus trots off hugging his shiny new shirts. :3
Nathaniel Toris:"Oh? Well, thank you for your generosity."
Gnogglebolt:"Oh, the captain of the courthouse, over on *gives street address*. He then said the Palm would be called in, and they'd contact us when they have something on her."
Gnogglebolt:"Anything else?"
Thomas Lazarus:"..And they have not? Hmm."
Liatai:Well, it's only been two days. :B
Gnogglebolt:"Well, it was only yesterday."
Gnogglebolt:*two days
Liatai:One day. x3
Liatai:… Gaaaah. XD
Tathi:FOUR DAYS.
Liatai:Yeah, it was yesterday. XD
Gnogglebolt:"And I presumed they won't have anything conclusive for a few days, maybe a week."
Tharky:Do I hear six days? Six days, anybody, anybody, going once, going twice, SOLD!
Thomas Lazarus:"No, I suppose that's as much as I could think to do." He seems a bit crestfallen.
Faerie:There are FOUR lights!
Ghostwish:XD!
Gnogglebolt:"Very well then…"
Ghostwish:Big nerd points to anyone who gets that. :P
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt then goes over to where the chest with the goblin cloths and sacks were left…and one other thing
TMG:I get it. x3
Gnogglebolt:He looks over his shoulder. "Elros, come over here for a minute?"
- Papa nudges the templar's hand. Aw, it's okay, these things just take time. :3
- Thomas Lazarus slides his hands deep into his robe sleeves once more. "Well, I rather feel like a fifth wheel, now." He smiles a bit at Papa.
Gnogglebolt:To Thomas, he says, "Oh, don't worry, we've got a week until we're going anywhere anyway…Hmm, Tharky or Max could entertain you, I think.
TMG:(alex, you around? :U )
Tharky:Scratch! on the paper. "… I hope you don't mean that as a euphemism!"
- Max laughs!
Faerie:(Erm…technically? >.>)
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt winces. "No no no, you both are storytellers!"
Faerie:(I suppose I'm kinda bad at this whole "doing things" thing. >.>)
TMG:what's 'technically' mean in terms of Elros having a conversation?
TMG:cuz Gnogglebolt just called him over—ah, there we go. x3
Elros:Elros comes over to Gnogglebolt. "Hm, yes?"
Max:"Well, technically, Tharky's the storyteller, I'm just the musician that tags along sometimes." :3
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt leaves the chest on the ground and stands on it to reach the tabletop, putting the linen pouch on it. "So, I found something interesting when I was going through the chest of the things we left here."
- Thomas Lazarus smiles at Gnogglebolt and gently shakes his head. "Oh, it's not boredom. You're very interesting people. The last day has been a joy and exercise compared to the usual chores I have to keep me occupied." He gives Tharky an awkward smirk before continuing. "I trust you know where Lord Pelor's temple is? I think I shall be returning there for the time being. There is still good that needs to be done for the unfortunates of this city, even on a day-to-day basis. The gutterfolk.. pardon the term.. are simply too many for us to all balm."
MeanyOwl:Liatai, do you mind if I download that Structure book thingy, and do the work for you? :3
Liatai:If you want. :3
- MeanyOwl will need the title again. >.>
Gnogglebolt:"And I found this pouch, which none of us remember every finding before…"
Liatai:Stronghold Builder's Handbook.
Tathi:"So, where shall we be meeting up for our next adventure?"
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt then opens it and, with the reverency of a sentimental personal heirloom, starts laying the items out.
Gnogglebolt:Inside the pouch are a few small items; two small gears and an iridescent shell bead strung on leather cord to make a charm, a small hawk feather tied to leather cord with a few small pearlescent beads to make a bookmark, a deck of cards, a small steel charm that looks like two crossed swords, a perfectly smooth piece of driftwood naturally shaped by ocean waves, three small discs of gold-colored metal, and three iridescent shell beads.
Tharky:"Pelor's temple? If I don't remember, I can ask around… but it won't be any time tonight. I've got a show lined up at the Bronze Boot after sundown —" The storyteller blinks, then looks out the window. "… Whew, no, there's still time to rehearse."
Dr. Hatari:Whoops, that was addressed to Gnogglebolt. Tom was just smirking at the innuendo. x3
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt looks over to Tathi. 'Ah, I suppose we'll just meet in the Bronze Boot each morning, but I sure hope we don't have any more adventures, I have a trial to prepare for…
Faerie:…untrained knowledge check to recognize any of it?
Gnogglebolt:"And yet…" gnogglebolt says softly as he lays out the last item.
Gnogglebolt:"I think I know where this came from…" He surreptitiously winks in the direction of the little ones.
Liatai:You can roll, if you want. :3
Faerie:Erm…which would basically be an int check?
MeanyOwl:Hmm.
MeanyOwl:Is the version 3.0?
Liatai:It is, but it's easy enough to convert to 3.5.
Elros:untrained knowledge check on any of the items « 1d20+2 = 11 + 2 = 13 »
MeanyOwl:Sveet.
Gnogglebolt:He picks up one of the gears, and holds it close to him, closing his eyes. "They made these for us…this is very special."
Liatai:Do you have Knowledge (nature), Elros?
Faerie:yeah
Liatai:What's the modifier on that?
Faerie:+6 on the check instead of +2
TMG:*or, "they gave these to us"
Liatai:That piece of driftwood didn't come from any local tree… it's from a coastal species. The feather, on the other hand, comes from a local species of hawk.
Liatai:The shell beads, likewise, are from the ocean.
VAE:also, i have fixed a gaping flaw in my char's sheet (only with respect to money, anyways)
Liatai:Oh? :o
Thomas Lazarus:Tom blinks at the gnome a few times, apparently far too lost in love for his totems to hear. He simply smiles and turns away, sneaking out the doors with a jangle.
Faerie:Erm…and I take it we're far from the ocean?
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt takes the other gear and pulls a string out of his backpack, putting the two gears on the string and putting it around his neck. "Something to remember them by…"
VAE:It had to do with spells… describing spellbook contents
Faerie:Or, that seeing things from there would be odd?
VAE:the updated sheet i am sending to swap
TMG:yeah, we're very far from the ocean.
Liatai:You are. More than a week's travel on foot.
Liatai:That is, if there was one continuous road. >.>
VAE:sent it off
Dr. Hatari:Ah, right. What part of the town is the temple located in?
Liatai:The northwestern quadrant of the city. ^^
Liatai:This is the northeastern… Now, do you want a quiet trek back, or somethng more exciting? >:3
Dr. Hatari::DDr. Hatari:I actually hadn't considered that.
Dr. Hatari:Sounds good!
VAE:also.. it has a neat bit
Elros:"Hmm. These trinkets seem to have come a long way. And that we don't remember them…how mysterious."
TMG:so…what does Elros say to being given these little mementos from the little ones? :B
VAE:apparently i can crib any spells that are divine in nature (i.e. any classes list)
Liatai:Time to roll them dice… x3 « 1d20+3 = 2 + 3 = 5 »
VAE:for appropriate level and cost, that is
Liatai:Oh-HO. :D
TMG:(wait, did you catch what Gnogglebolt said earlier, Alex?)
Faerie:…
Faerie:I…apparently didn't? :B
TMG:>_-
TMG:Reposting…
Faerie:Hang on, don't tell me, I can scroll up.
GM:As Thomas makes his way back to the temple, a piece of paper flits across the road, blown about by the wind… Reflex save.
Gnogglebolt:"And yet…" gnogglebolt says softly as he lays out the last item.
VAE:also, what is the amulet gnogglebolt has for?
Gnogglebolt:"I think I know where this came from…" He surreptitiously winks in the direction of the little ones.
MeanyOwl:Book downloaded.
Thomas Lazarus:« 1d20+1 = 15 + 1 = 16 » !
VAE:am getting confused about the happenings here
Gnogglebolt:He picks up one of the gears, and holds it close to him, closing his eyes. "They gave these to us…this is very special."
GM:You manage to catch the paper before it flies into your face!
Faerie:…how…
Faerie:Good FUCK I'm bad at this.
Faerie:I must've been staring right at that.
TMG:It's okay, just pick up and roll with it ^^;
Faerie:I saw the first one, but somehow didn't pick up on the second one.
- Thomas Lazarus frowns. Paper litter? Paper is expensive! How wasteful. He takes closer a look at it.
- Faerie spouts off some curses in fae.
MeanyOwl:Got it.
GM:The paper is written in the Common script, although the language is indecipherable. "Qugpujkw, Haz & Jtiro. 3 Oknaq. -J"
Thomas Lazarus:"Buh?" He reads it twice.
MeanyOwl:Simple wooden door costs 10 gp. Good wooden door costs 20.
TMG:(SNERk. I knew it. Never underestimate a clerver DM. xD )
Liatai:The dice favor you. XD
MeanyOwl:Strong wooden door is 40.
- Liatai did quote the prices earlier, Meany… >.>
MeanyOwl:I kinda lost track in the sea of text.
MeanyOwl:Sorry. :B
- Thomas Lazarus squints his eyes. "…" Oh snap! He remembers!
Liatai:"Found item" was the result on the table. :3 The dice really wanted to give you a second chance, it seems!
Liatai:It's OK, Meany. x3
MeanyOwl:Oh, also.
- Thomas Lazarus conspiratorially folds the paper and slides it into his sleeve.
MeanyOwl:You disconnected from the IRC.
Elros:"Still, they certainly took quite the path to get to us, by the look of it."
Thomas Lazarus:Tom puts his service on hold, and begins walking back to the Pearldust.
Gnogglebolt:"Indeed…makes it mean that much more, that they would give these things to us."
Elros:"Mmm, indeed."
- Thomas Lazarus returns with a jangle and looks about.
Thomas Lazarus:"Mr. Sparkgear, could I have another moment of your time?"
VAE:allright.. what's going on?
- Papa lifts his head from where he had been sleeping on the floor. Oh, hey! You're back!
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt looks to Elros. "So which one means the most to you?"
- Tharky starts writing again as soon as the templar asks his question, perking up his ears.
Gnogglebolt:He then looks to Thomas. "Oh, yes, in a minute."
- Tharky looks disappointed. Aw. Going to have to wait for the story. :/
Thomas Lazarus:"Mmm." He quirks a brow and watches Gnogglebolt still engaging in whatever bizarre ritual he's engaging in.
TMG:— Giving Elros a good little bit of development. x3
TMG:—MeanyOwl:Gah.
MeanyOwl:Can't remember where the forumla for finding how much the wood for the doors costs.
Liatai:Price of door divided by 3.
MeanyOwl:Ah, thankee.
MeanyOwl:Knew it was something divided by three.
MeanyOwl:« 40/3 = 40 / 3 = 13.33333333333333333333333333333333 »
Elros:"Well, I should think the one with the two swords. As much or little as that's been working out…I believe it will with more practice."
Liatai:13 gold, 3 silver, 3 copper. :3
MeanyOwl:So, fourteen gold appeice.
MeanyOwl:And how much for a funeral pyre?
VAE:don't say you gotta use calculator to do 40/3
- VAE sighs
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt nods with a smile to Elros. "I was thinking something similar." He then starts putting the rest back into the linen bag with care.
Liatai:Ad-hocing, 1 GP.
MeanyOwl:Thankee. :3
- Elros takes the charm, and gingerly tucks it into his pack, for safety.
Caswin has connected.
Sszeyl:Extreme lumber purchase!
Gnogglebolt:After he's finished, he carefully places the pouch back in the chest of cloths and sacks.
Sszeyl:Extreme carting!
VAE:extreme dying
Faerie:(Okay, legitimate brb for potty break. >.>)
Gnogglebolt:He then finally turns his attention to Thomas. "So, what did you need again?"
VAE:extreme reviving
Sszeyl:« 14*3 = 14 * 3 = 42 »
Caswin:(Extreme sit-in!)
Liatai:Extreeeeeeeeeme!
VAE:extreme extreme
Barbarus:Any random encounters for Barbie and Sszeyl? :3
Liatai:Do you want them? :B
Caswin:« /gratuitously long electric guitar riff = Invalid expression: /gratuitously long electric guitar riff. »
Thomas Lazarus:He still seems baffled by whatever he witnessed, but pays it no mind. He draws a slip of paper from his sleeve and holds it, unfolded, before Gnogglebolt. It reads "Qugpujkw, Haz & Jtiro. 3 Oknaq. -J". Thomas as a smug expression.
Caswin:(…where are you?)
Liatai:— Oh, right! One sec.
VAE:oh, he copied the code back then?
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt looks at it for his moment, before his brow furrows and he takes it. "…Where did you get this?"
Barbarus:Yes.
TMG:danman; no, he FOUND it again xD
Thomas Lazarus:"Providence." He announces proudly.
VAE:hahah
TMG:it literally blew into his face as he was walking xD
Dr. Hatari:Shh!
Miron :Miron notices his companion doing something with a paper, so he walks by to investigate
Gnogglebolt:"…Well. I'll remember to decipher it this time, but after I do, I think I'll try finding that man again. I don't want a werewolf thinking I'm stealing something from him."
Liatai:All right, roling time for the drow! « 1d20+4 = 17 + 4 = 21 »
Gnogglebolt:"…in fact, it is probably better if someone else returns it to him. He'll think it too much of a coincidence if any of us hand it back."
Liatai:…. ooooooooh crud. XD
TMG:..uhoh.
Liatai:Prominent. Personage. XD
TMG:High roll… aha xD
Thomas Lazarus:"I was contentedly spying on you during your conversation with him. I thought you may like the chance to get it back. Afterall, no one stole anything from anyone."
Sszeyl:Strange, I feel a sudden sense of dread.
Gnogglebolt:"Indeed…the thing about 'stealing' information is no one realizes it is gone…"
Sszeyl:But LiNeer is no where in sight.
Gnogglebolt:"…I can't say I feel very good about this, but I cannot pass up such an obvious second change at unraveling this mystery."
- BloodyLinks tackleglomps the drow.
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt puts it back in his pocket. "Thank you."
Thomas Lazarus:"So… what does it say?" He seems especially eager.
Liatai:In this case, you shouldn't. Prominence has a different definition to different people at different times~
Caswin:(Which map are you all on, again?)
Liatai:Pearldust Pawn Shop.
Gnogglebolt:"Ah—well, I'm not sure. It's a code. I'll have to spend hours tonight, cross-referencing with other books, pusing letters around…very technical, to the uninitiated."
- Thomas Lazarus deflates. -_-
Gnogglebolt:"No worries, I should have it cracked by tomorrow."
Thomas Lazarus:"I understand."
Liatai:Reflex save, Sszeyl!
Sszeyl:« 1d20+3 = 13 + 3 = 16 » Ref save!
Gnogglebolt:"So, is that all?"
Caswin:(Uh, could I get a Warp-Aci in here?)
Liatai:« 1d20+10 = 18 + 10 = 28 »
Thomas Lazarus:"Hmmmm~ yes." He turns back and begins heading out again. He raises a hand and waves while headed the other way.
TMG:you should have an audience i …
Liatai:Ah, there we go, forgot to check "has sight." :3
Caswin:(Ah, thar 'tis.)
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt shrugs as Thomas leaves, and looks around. Anything else left to do…ah, yes."
Faerie:(back)
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt walks over to stand beside Nathaniel.
Gnogglebolt:"So….Nathaniel Toris. Or, as known by Tathi, Grandpa?"
Thomas Lazarus:(Well that adventure sucked!) He thinks, and resumes his journey back to the temple.
Dr. Hatari::PDrow Man:"Whoa!" You barely avoided running into a hooded man in a black cloak, who dodges back easily… "Watch out there —" The man's words break off suddenly as he stares at Sszeyl from behind dark violet spectacles resembling Sszeyl's own, with red eyes behind them…
Liatai:Blame the dice. :P
TMG:where are all these drow coming from? o.o
Ghostwish:DAH TUNNELZ
Sszeyl:"Hello. :o"
Nathaniel Toris:"Mm?" The man looks down at the gnome curiously.
Sszeyl:"I apologize."
Drow Man:"… Well hello to you too." The man glances at Sszeyl's tattoo, taking a small step back.
Gnogglebolt:"Your family…seems a very unsual family, even for peddlers of magical wares and curios. I couldn't help but notices some interesting things as I worked with Papa, Terri, Maximillian, and Brian…I asked Terri a few questions, but she said they were secrets that only you could choose to tell."
Nathaniel Toris:"Indeed?"
Sszeyl:"Please…please don't run away."
TMG:one moment, hunting for the log that had exactly the questions asked before, though I'm sure of one of them…
Drow Man:That gives the man some pause. "… huh?"
VAE:where did Thomas go?
Liatai:Back to the temple.
Gnogglebolt:"Well, for starters…Papa wears a pendant with the symbol of Bahamut. That is very strange for a dog. There must be a story behind that…"
Sszeyl:"Your fight or flight system was engaging, from your body language. I am trying to convince you it isn't needed. That I mean no harm."
Liatai:Hatari, you have ownership of the audience token, too. :3
Tathi:Tathi wanders over to one of the tables, and previews the book there. "Hrmm.. this is one of the earlier editions."
Gnogglebolt:"Papa also seems remarkably intelligent. I suspect magic is involved, and if magic is involved, then there's little guarantee he's even really a dog…"
VAE:hmm… i wonder whether Miron wouldn't follow him?
Nathaniel Toris:The old man nods. "Ahh… heavy questions indeed."
Caswin:…ohhh…
Drow Man:"Well, it's not often you see an Orgolloyss drow this far south," the man says with a nervous smile.
Sszeyl:"Nor is if often one sees a Drow at all, anymore."
Sszeyl:"I am Sszeyl. It is good to meet you."
Elros:Elros hmms, looking down at the book, then up to Tathi. "Hmm, I was wondering about this book."
- Sszeyl bows accordingly.
Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"Rhylinar, of House Kenaghim… Did you say Sszeyl? Sszeyl of Orgolloyss?" The man blinks, but does not bow.
Tathi:"We had the full edition back at the academy.." Tathi says wistfully.. "All the remakes, and extra potions added in. I wonder if there's even a complete collection anymore.."
Sszeyl:"I did."
Nathaniel Toris:"Which would you prefer I answer first?"
Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"… You wouldn't happen to know a Zairith of Aleanlyl, would you?"
Gnogglebolt:"Hmm…perhaps the true nature of the remarkably intelligent dog. Perhaps then why he wears the pendant will become clear on its own…"
Sszeyl:"He is my landlord, and current…overseer."
Nathaniel Toris:"Ah, yes, perhaps… Matthew, perhaps you had best come over here to assist in the telling."
Papa:The dog trots up and sits near Gnogglebolt.
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt tilts his head. "So 'Papa' is also called Matthew…interesting."
Ghostwish:any planned encounters for tonight? Ambushes, ninjas, fanboys?
Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"Landlord and " The man suddenly laughs! " So you're the stray my brother's picked up! I'd hoped to see him first, but providence seems to have led me the other way!"
Faerie:Erm…would Elros recognize which Academy Tathi is referring to? >.>
Liatai:Nope, no more planned encounters. :3
Ghostwish:Depends on how good his knowledge of wood elf history is.
Sszeyl:"Zairith did not deign to share he had kin up and about. It is a wonderful surprise."
Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"Zair's always been like that. Keeps things close to the chest, you know? Well, I'm sure you do, if you've spent any time with him." The drow chuckles.
TMG:wait, is this guy a full down? And Zarith's a -half- drow? o.o
Liatai:Yes indeed. :3
TMG:so…half-brothers, instead of full brothers?
Sszeyl:"From what I saw of the humans on our way here, he has every reason to be so."
Nathaniel Toris:"Tell me, Maester Sparkgear… Did you make many faces when you were a child?"
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt playfully sticks his tongue out at Nathanial. "I'm a gnome. I still do now."
Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"Ah, yeah… humans. At least they're more tolerant than high elves and wood elves."
Ghostwish:think I'll find a way to duck out then. Got some stuff to do. DON'T WORRY, no crazy possessions this time. :P
Nathaniel Toris:The old man chuckles. "I'm sure that you've heard it said, then, that if you make a face too often, it will stick that way?"
Sszeyl:"There's actually word on improvement with the wood elves."
Tathi:"Well, I am going to head to the library, see if I can't find some old tomes. I shall be at the bronze boot tomorrow."
Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"Oh?" The man raises an eyebrow.
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt raises an eyebrow, tilting his head back. "I've heard the phrase before, yes…"
Miron :Maester Sparkgear? At such a young age? I am impressed!
Ghostwish:See you nutters tomorrow. :>
Liatai:See you. ^^
Sszeyl: (( Seeya. ))
VAE:see ya ghost!
Ghostwish is disconnected.
TMG:TATHI POSSESSIOn
Caswin:See ya…
TMG:dangit
Caswin:What he said.
Dr. Hatari:I myself am at a bit of an impasse. Gnogglebolt has anchored the party firmly in the affairs of their own friends and errands, I don't want to just keep asking for encounters.. ^^;
Nathaniel Toris:"My son, here…" The old man reaches out and lays a hand on the dog's head. "… is quite fond of shapechanging magics. A remnant of our ancestry, I suppose… many hundreds of years ago, there was a gold dragon in our family tree by the name of Nathokokasprithion."
MeanyOwl is disconnected.
Meany has connected.
Meany:Caswin: What he said. Sszeyl: "I have made a member of the community aware of the situation with their trees, and given her the means to scry the entire forest, to prove the claims. Once word begins to spread, tensions should ease up." Dr. Hatari: I myself am at a bit of an impasse. Gnogglebolt has anchored the party firmly in the affairs of their own friends and errands, I don't want to just keep asking for encounters.. ^^;
Liatai:Well, Thomas could always ask the people at the courthouse for more information on his own.
TMG:well, as soon as this is over
TMG:I was going to move we just timeskip the next week. :B
Dr. Hatari:Oh my god, are you serious?
Liatai:I'd be good for that. We could even run the trial as a mini-session. :3
TMG:only doing general, one-sentance descriptions of what we do these days. :B
Dr. Hatari:I think that is the first time I've ever heard you suggest we expediate anything >:3
Faerie:I mean, unless there's anything that would happen, I'd agree.
VAE:Wait… Thomas went to the courthouse?
Faerie:Unless we'd expect anything plot-relevant to happen during the week.
Dr. Hatari:Welllll, he was going to. But the others were actually fairly convincing in trying to tell him there was nothing to learn!
Gnogglebolt:"Your…son…" Gnogglebolt's mouth drops open, and he looks at 'Papa' in an entirely new light. Suddenly, -everything- makes sense. Gnogglebolt quickly colelcts his wits, however, and returns to listening to Nathaniel.
Gnogglebolt:*collects
Nathaniel Toris:"For many years, he travelled the countryside in search of wrongs to right, with his wife at his side… and eventually, two small boys, as well." The old man nods in the direction of Max, who is talking to Ian in the corner.
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt follows his gaze. "Wait…and if the rest here are siblings, namly to Terri, then that means…Garl's gold. he really IS…papa?"
Gnogglebolt:"…What happened next?"
Meany:»Nathaniel Toris:The old man nods. "One day, he happened to fall afoul of a spellcaster who laid a curse upon him for ruining his plans… that since he enjoyed the form of a white dog so much, he should stay in it. And so… here is where we stand now. Only once a day can he assume his human form again, and then, only with effort."
Meany:Did my post make it through? :o
Liatai:Which post?
VAE:no post
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt takes several eep breaths, absorbing the information. "Incredible…"
Liatai:Sense Motive, people in the shop listening to the story. x3
Gnogglebolt:"…But then, it is Magic…" Sense Motive: « 1d20 = 3 »
TMG:Ffft.
Elros:Elros is overhearing. Sense motive « 1d20+4 = 16 + 4 = 20 »
Nathaniel Toris:The old man nods. "Indeed. Though he doesn't seem to mind it terribly much," he says with a chuckle.
Miron :Sense motive « 1d20+5 = 15 + 5 = 20 »
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt chuckes, slightly uneasily. "Heh, so I've noticed…"
TMG:wait, I thought Miron went with thomas? o.O
VAE:i have no idea
VAE:nobody removed his token
Dr. Hatari:Er? I don't remember that part. :o
TMG:well that's because you didn't say anything!
VAE:and he has already remarked on something
TMG:No one's going to move your token -for- you
VAE:Liatai can - off map transport and such
TMG:You could have just moved him outside the shop and switched maps
Liatai:I don't think any post of Sszeyl's made it through. Do you mind reposting? ^^;
- VAE is a confused lynx now
Liatai:We can just assume Miron was there, browsing. x3
TMG:danman; it's simple. did you WANT Miron to go with Thomas?
TMG:You never said.
VAE:makes some sense… for one he'd be interested in the scroll…
TMG:so no one ever did anything to your token
VAE:he went back to his temple, i think
VAE:Well, now that i have interacted here twice
VAE:it's really no choice XD
Sszeyl:"I have made a member of the community aware of the situation with their trees, and given her the means to scry the entire forest, to prove the claims. Once word begins to spread, tensions should ease up."
VAE:he is in there
TMG:well, there's always retcon, but alright…
VAE:remember tech
- VAE hates retcons
Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"… Heh, you are idealistic." The man slowly shakes his head.
TMG:anyway, continuing on in the shop…
TMG:oh, btw
Liatai:Sense Motive results have been sent out. :3
TMG:Thomas does know there's a goblin in the temple of Pelor, right? And by now, he should have put two and two together and figured out it was the Vigiland Guardians who put him there? >.>
TMG:*Vigilant
TMG:(or just Gnogglebolt)
Liatai:… Oh-HO. o.o
Sszeyl:« 1d20+3 = 9 + 3 = 12 » Sense motive check!
Liatai:What are you trying to sense?
TMG:so, if Thomas wants something to do, he could visit the goblin. x3
TMG:(or the people attending the goblin)
Sszeyl:Wether or not he should feel insulted.
Liatai:Well, the drow didn't seem to mean it in an insulting way.
Nathaniel Toris:"Was that the answer you sought, Maester Sparkgear?"
Sszeyl:"I try and keep the zealots ruminating up here from killing off the people in Ezzebek. That is all. Were you heading to Zairith's home when we collided?"
Dr. Hatari:Well, the thing is, Thomas … really doesn't have any motive whatsoever to care about goblins any more or less than other injured folks. An interrogation of the poor creature about Necromancers in common would just seem cruel. :P
Caswin is disconnected.
Elros:Elros has a bad feeling about this. With a Harrison Ford voice.
Gnogglebolt:"Ah, yes…that did answer quite well."
TMG:well, he doesn't have to be there to interrogate
TMG:he could just be curious x3
Dr. Hatari:He's not. You sure like goblins!
Faerie:(Chewie, get us out of here!)
Dr. Hatari:;pRhylinar of Kenaghim:The drow smirks for a moment, then replies. "Actually, on the way to his shop. His… snakey lady friend and I aren't exactly friends. Thought it would soften the blow a little if I came to the house with Zairith along."
Gnogglebolt:"…I did have one other question. Your whole family, Terri in particular, do seem quite interested in dragons. Is it just a hobby, or is there a deeper meaning?"
TMG:wait, oh pfft
TMG:scratch that
Sszeyl:"I will come with you then. I need to pay my rent in advance."
TMG:Gnogglebolt never said that. Of course it has more meaning, Nathaniel mentioned a gold dragon in their family tree >_-
TMG:Answer to that question right there. x3
Gnogglebolt:"Anyway…I do believe that is all, for here. Thank you for telling me the story."
Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"Rent? — Right, you said he was your landlord. Didn't know Zair was getting into real estate!"
Nathaniel Toris:"You are quite welcome." The elder smiles, and Papa nods his head.
Sszeyl:"More like taking pity on every stray he comes across, but having the sense to put them to work."
Sszeyl:Extreme travel!
Gnogglebolt:Before heading out, Gnogglebolt goes over to the little ones again.
Sszeyl:TMG
Sszeyl:VARGOTH LIVES
Gnogglebolt:"I'm going now, Terri. I'll see if I can visit over the next few days." He says, his smile returning.
TMG:!!!!
Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"Hmm." The drow nods, following, careful to keep the hood of his cloak over his face. "… I'm surprised you're walking around without covering yourself up."
Terri:"Oh, already? Okay!"
Sszeyl:"Ancient wisdom. The more you try to hide your wound, the more the wolves try to find it."
- Tharky pauses writing for a brief moment… Then looks up suddenly. "— The show! I almost forgot!" O.O
Gnogglebolt:Then, if Terri doesn't does anything else, Gnogglebol reaches out and draws Terri into a tight hug.
Gnogglebolt:"Thank you. You're a few good friend." he says quietly.
Miron :Miron follows Gnogglebolt
- Terri hugs back. "Thanks… You all watch out for each other, okay?"
Elros:Elros attempts to wait nonchalantly for Gnogglebolt to be finished with his conversation.
Gnogglebolt:"Of course."
Audience::3 !
Tharky:"Max! The show! We've got to get going! I told the Falmuths we'd be there before sundown for a last practice!" O.O
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt lets Terri go, and looks to Vira and Ian. "And it was wonderful meeting the both of you, too."
Max:"— Is it that late already?" O.O
Ian Toris:"Likewise, Mister Sparkgear."
Vira Toris:"Mm…" Vira nods.
Tharky:"Yeah! Come on, we've got to go!" O.O
Gnogglebolt:"Anyway…I still have to go talk to the goblins about the wolf business." Gnogglebolt says to Elros. To Tharky and Max, he says "I'll make it quick, and I'll be at your show!"
Miron :Runs out behind him too
- Max chuckles as the red-haired storyteller bolts up the stairs to gather things. "All right, see you there!"
Sszeyl:Relocating to the Ebonwood Curiosity Shop.
Miron :Speaks outside, in gnome
Elros:"If you will permit, I would like to walk with you, for a moment."
Sszeyl:WAIT ONE MOMENT. »
Miron says in Gnome: Just so you know… there was something about what the old man said that seemed … unlikely
Meany:What is this? >:o
Audience:OHSHI- WHAT ARE YOU, YOU CAN'T
Audience:GET OUT!
Gnogglebolt:"Hmm?" gnogglebolt says, to both Elros and Miron at the same time
Liatai:Huh? o.o
TMG:what the? o.o
Dr. Hatari:x3Liatai:Oh-ho, you found my loot hiding place, did you? x3
Meany:Yes, I did.
TMG:…buh?
Sszeyl:Now, boom shaka laka.
Liatai:Yep, I stashed the loot in that background building to keep it on hand for easy reference. x3
Miron says in Draconic: Magic can do things like that, sure.. but towards the end.. he was looking for words or how to say.. i have seen his look on many interrogated … when they were trying to "improve" what they were speaking about
Sszeyl:And the fog of war over it dissapated.
Sszeyl:"Honored landlord, a guest for you."
Elros:Miron, I wonder i you and I aren't thinking the same thing…regrettably, I don't know a word of goblin, myself."
Miron :The gnome chatters on with a concerned expression
TMG:(does Elros mean Gnome? >.> )
Rusal Ebonwood:"Hm?" The half-elf behind the counter looks up… then stares for a moment at the drow following Sszeyl, who gives a cheery wave in greeting.
Gnogglebolt:"Same thing? He's saying there was something strange towards the end…"
Rusal Ebonwood:"… You're early by a few days."
Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"Surprise!" The drow is wearing quite the mischievous expression.
Gnogglebolt:"About what Nathaniel was saying."
Faerie:TMG: …can we pretend I said Gnome? :B
TMG:alex; yes, I am assuming that. :P
Faerie:Elros doesn't know Goblin either, actually, but I -meant- Gnome.
TMG:otherwise Gnogglebolt would have been crazy-offended. x3
Rusal Ebonwood:"… Surprises from you are rarely good things…"
Faerie:Freaking things that start with the letter G. >.>
VAE:I assume Miron hasn't even noticed
VAE:being busy with the rather long explanation
Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"Stuffy as always." The drow chuckles. "Would it kill you to lighten up a bit?"
TMG:I've only got one line from Miron. :B
Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"Still got that cat, I see… Hey there, LiNeer."
LiNeer:The cat claws at the man's hand as he tries to pet her. >.E
Sszeyl:"Someone hasn't had her cream yet today."
Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"Ouch! And she's still mean, too!"
Elros:Elros wishes he knew what Miron and Gnogglebolt were on about. But if it's what he thinks it is, it would perhaps best be kept secret.
Rusal Ebonwood:"… I take it you two have already been introduced," says the disguised half-drow, pinching the bridge of his nose.
Gnogglebolt:"Anyway, what was it you were thinking of, Elros?"
Sszeyl:"After I convinced him to not run away, we spoke a bit. Yes."
- Rusal Ebonwood raises an eyebrow at the drow still teasing his familiar.
Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"— Come on, like you wouldn't do the same seeing a member of the Order on the surface unexpectedly," the drow says, looking wounded.
Elros:"The elder Toris…perhaps it was nothing…but something gave me an odd feeling about his story. Perhaps I'm just jumpy though."
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebiolt scratches his head. That is indeed what Miron is saying, too.
LiNeer:SNARL. >.E
Gnogglebolt:"That is indeed what Miron is saying, too."
Rusal Ebonwood:"Rhylinar, kindly stop teasing my familiar before I give her a spell to work with…"
Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"You wouldn't do that, would you?"
- Rusal Ebonwood 's expression clearly says "don't test me." >:(
Sszeyl:Omg. :o
Liatai:What? x3
Sszeyl:If Sszeyl will one day be a Spike-ish figure. Then Zairith is an Angel-ish figure.
VAE:i hope not
VAE:Angel was just eww
Gnogglebolt:"I don't know why he would lie, though…and I'd rather not pry any further, anyway."
Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"Nice little shop you've got here.. About closing time?"
- Sszeyl watches this dynamic. :o While rolling four platinum coins over to Zairith.
Miron :Who knows? At the present, they seem safe enough.. he might be hiding something they are ashamed of
Liatai:« 1d20+7 = 6 + 7 = 13 »
Gnogglebolt:"Hmm. Well, if they're ashamed of something, then that is their business."
Elros:"Indeed. I say, it may have been nothing anyway…at worst, perhaps it was an old man enhancing a story…but regardless, I can't think it would be worth it to pry."
Rusal Ebonwood:"In about half an hour…" The disguised half-drow raises an eyebrow and tries to catch the coins… a few slip away from him.
Gnogglebolt:"Anyway, I am off to the courthouse now to talk to the goblins. I'll meet you all at the Bronze Boot for the show."
- Rhylinar of Kenaghim snaps up the coins that escaped Zairith easily.
Rusal Ebonwood:"… What are these for, young Terror?"
TMG:and switching to courthouse map…
Miron :At the moment it has no implications for us
Miron :but, better remember it - he might be deceptive in other ways too
Liatai:If folks want to drop out as their characters depart, they can. :3 No more encounters are planned tonight.
Sszeyl:"Rent, in advance."
Meany:Oi. :B
Meany:Barbie was supposed to have one too.
TMG:liatai; want to do the goblin thing now, or mini-session after everyone else has left?
Rusal Ebonwood:"I see…" The disguised half-drow then levels a glare at Rhylinar and holds out a hand.
Miron :Miron departs, walking to the temple he and Thomas are staying at
- Rhylinar of Kenaghim had nearly pocketed one of the coins. Whoops. Busted. >.>
VAE:Allright, me's off.. .at least i can go plot some stuffs for Meany's game
Rhylinar of Kenaghim:He hands both of the platinum pieces he had caught over to Zairith with a shrug.
Dr. Hatari:I'm honestly just out of in-character excuses to remain in the spotlight without seeming like a creep. Eheh.
Liatai:Oof. ^^;
Dr. Hatari:Liatai:Barbarus was owed another encounter… Mind if we play that one out in a mini-session, Meany?
Liatai:And if you want another encounter, Hatari, I can roll one up now, or one can be rolled for you in a mini-session. :3
Liatai:As far as the goblins go, yes, that would be better played in a mini-session.
TMG:Alrighty…tonight, after everyone's gone, or another day?
Liatai:Tonight's fine.
TMG:Okey-dokey :)
Meany:Sure.
TMG:So…Meany's thing finishes up, and we're done?
Dr. Hatari:Tempting..! But I'd hate to just be dragging around mini-sessions just because I've exausted aligning interests with the party. Hmmm.
TMG:….meany? You still around? >.>
Meany:Yo.
TMG:Gonna finish Sszeyl with Zarith and Rhylinar?
Rusal Ebonwood:The half-drow takes the coins… then gives a weary smile. "… Hmph. Can't take my eyes off your for a second."
Sszeyl:"In other news, have wood for some doors to a possible house, and fuel for the funeral pyre."
Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"Yeah, yeah, good to see you again, too." Rhylinar leans over to Sszeyl and whispers conspiratorially. "See, it takes a little translating sometimes to get to what Zair really means."
Rusal Ebonwood:"I can hear you, Rhylinar." The half-drow turns to Sszeyl. "… Ah, yes… Lethiriss was supposed to be finding a choir for you, if I recall."
Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"A funeral? Who died?" o.o
Sszeyl:"If it wasn't to much trouble for her, yes."
Sszeyl:"An elderly Drow woman was killed, and her corpse sold to necromancers. By law, a funeral must be held."
Rhylinar of Kenaghim:o.o;;
Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"Any idea who it was?" o.o
Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"… The necromancers or the drow woman, either or."
Sszeyl:"All we have is a symbol of the purchasers. In other news, however, a necromancer who purchased corpses from the same sellers has been captured."
Sszeyl:"Hopefully this…Palm will share any relavant information."
- Rusal Ebonwood nods. "It may be the Blackskulls. A local group of delinquent necromancers and arcane scavengers."
Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"Palm? … Ech. You mean the Aureate one?"
Sszeyl:"Yes. I cannot pronounce that word for the life of me. :/"
Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"Hope there's enough left of that necromancer to interrogate, by the time the Palm's through…"
Sszeyl:"Stupid surface language."
- Rhylinar of Kenaghim chuckles. "It gets easier with practice."
Sszeyl:"If you say so."
Rusal Ebonwood:"… Hm. The sun seems to be setting, but three drow-blooded individuals travelling together may raise alarm."
Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"Two, you forgot you're wearing that silly hat."
Sszeyl:"And Rhylinar insists on wearing that cloak."
LiNeer:*Master's hat is not silly! >.( It's a security measure! … Not that you understand me…*
Sszeyl:"Though, considering how many times I've been close to death today, I might consider a wardrobe change. o-e"
Rusal Ebonwood:See this look right here? This is the Zairith Does Not Approve look.
Rusal Ebonwood:"… Young Terror."
Sszeyl:"A dire wolf was threatening a group of children and a pregnant female."
TMG:Oooooooh. Here it is. x32
TMG:x3* Rhylinar of Kenaghim pointedly steps… waaaaay back. >.>
Rusal Ebonwood:"…" The half-drow rubs two fingers on the bridge of his nose and mutters a phrase in Elven — "…this is but another test…" — before speaking to Sszeyl. "… Tell me the full story."
- Sszeyl tells him the full story.
Rhylinar of Kenaghim:Golly gee this wall is interesting. :*
TMG:Pfft. x3
Sszeyl:"And when I woke up, the catfolk's mule had killed the two fiends, and was keeping watch on the Dire wolf. :/"
TMG:What, no embellishments? No omissions? :B
Sszeyl:It isn't in Sszeyl's nature to lie to friends. :P
Rusal Ebonwood:Zairith listens, his face a mask of trained (and somewhat strained) indifference.
TMG:So.
TMG:Sszeyl admitted he attempted to RIDE the dire wolf. :3
TMG:right?
Dr. Hatari:Hahaha
Rusal Ebonwood:"… Tell me this, boy. Did they attempt to drill all of your self-preservation instinct out of you at the monastery?"
Dr. Hatari:….Hmmmmmmm
Dr. Hatari:Mmmmmmm…. okay, patience expended.
Dr. Hatari:If you're not wrapping up, random encounter want. x3
TMG:huh?
Liatai:Hee hee, okay. x3
TMG:…heehee. x3
Sszeyl:"I'm the only one among them who could damage the wolf consistently without killing it. :/ And to answer your question, they teach us that while fear can give people many things, victory is not one of them."
Rusal Ebonwood:"And yet, you did not attempt to damage the wolf… but ride it. … Young Terror, I would hope that no one would need to tell you just how suicidal such an action was."
Sszeyl:"Some would say the same thing of telling the Chief Monstrosity he's wrong. :T"
Rusal Ebonwood:"There is a vast difference between sharing a controversial opinion with one man and attempting to ride an wild and hostile dire wolf." The half-drow removes his spectacles and pinches the bridge of his nose. "… Young Terror, do you honestly consider your life so cheap as to try to throw it away at every opportunity?"
Liatai:… ERK. Grammar fail. XD *a wild and hostile dire wolf.
Liatai:Okay, sorry, Hatari, random encounter. x3
Liatai:Do you want to drag Thomas onto the Ebonwood Curiosity Shop map, just to keep from map-switching?
Dr. Hatari:At your leisure. Heh.
Liatai:« 1d20+3 = 9 + 3 = 12 »
Liatai:Hmmmm. This one will take some thinking.
Dr. Hatari:I would laugh if it were another note. It would definitely be trouble starting time then.
Sszeyl:"….Zairith, we are talking about the same one man, aren't we? » Anyway. I don't purposfully do this! It seems I'm having this stream of bad luck recently. :/ Took down three goblins and a worg in one go, then was brought down by one zombie. How am I supposed to guage my abilities to better know what difficulties to tackle?"
- Rusal Ebonwood seems a little surprised by Sszeyl's answer.
Rusal Ebonwood:"… In one way, that is quite admirable. In another… Tell me, young Terror. Does the idea of 'making one's own luck' exist in the halls of Orgolloyss?"
Liatai:… I'm drawing a blank. Someone give me a contest. XD
Sszeyl:"…What? »"
Meany:Contest? :3
Meany:Horseshoes.
Dr. Hatari:I could only think of ridiculous Ork contests, honestly.
Dr. Hatari:Like 'Squig Chompin'. :U
Rusal Ebonwood:"It's an old phrase… a true bit of 'ancient wisdom' if you want to phrase it that way."
Liatai:…
Liatai:DWARF TOSSING. >:D
Meany:Oh lawd no.
Meany:No one is that suicidal.
Meany:Not even Sszeyl.
Meany:Not even -Biran-
Sszeyl:"Make your own luck?"
Liatai:But admit it, the idea of a templar of Pelor chucking a dwarf great distances gave you a chuckle. ;P
TMG:medieval Parkour? :B
- TMG has been watching too much Ninja Warrior today
Dr. Hatari:That would be a larf.
Meany:I was thinking of it liker that Scottish log throwing constest.
Liatai:CABER TOSSING. :O
Liatai:YES. XD
TMG:caber?
Dr. Hatari:Haha, second thoughts slowly creeping in. :P
TMG:I think some kind of obstacle course would be a good contest…
Sszeyl:« 1d20+2 = 15 + 2 = 17 » Wis check!
Caber-Tossing Dwarf:As Thomas passes by the riverside on the way back to the temple, he hears a loud noise… A shout, and then a loud wooden THUNK.
Caber-Tossing Dwarf:Does he investigate?
Thomas Lazarus:The human's ears prick. He walks a bit more quickly towards the sounds.
Thomas Lazarus:"Is everything alright over here?"
Sszeyl:Wis check was for solving this riddle of the phrase.
Caber-Tossing Dwarf:A small crowd has gathered on the riverside, centered around a dwarf, a human, and two pieces of lumber easily as tall as two men. The dwarf is standing with arms crossed triumphantly as the human paces out a distance between the dwarf and one of the pieces of wood.
TMG:*looks up caber on wikipedia*
TMG:whoa o.o
Liatai:He can get a good idea of the meaning behind it, if not solving it outright. :3
Sszeyl:And that meaning is?
Caber-Tossing Human:"Ten solid paces!"
Sszeyl:Because I honestly don't know.
Liatai:… Oh. XD Give me a bit to set up Thomas' situation, and I'll come back to it. x3
Dr. Hatari:Oh, are you asking OOC Meany?
Caber-Tossing Dwarf:"Haha! Is no one here strong enough to give me a good challenge?" The dwarf laughs heartily.
- Thomas Lazarus approaches quizzically. "My good dwarf, what's the meaning of this?" He seems totally puzzled by the gathering.
Liatai:The idea of 'making one's own luck,' at least, in the way Zairith meant it, is setting yourself up for success. It's the idea that you create your own 'good luck' or 'bad luck' by the situations you put yourself in and how you handle them.
Sszeyl:In that case, Sszeyl's been making good luck for himself. :o
Sszeyl:Going into combat with healers nearby.
Sszeyl:Every. Single. Time.
Caber-Tossing Dwarf:"It's a caber toss, good man! A sport, a contest of strength like no other! All you have to do is take one of these here pieces of wood and chuck it as far as you can!"
- Thomas Lazarus gets a wry smile. >:3
Thomas Lazarus:"A contest of strength, you say..? And what are the rules?"
Liatai:At the same time, though, he has also set himself up for failure by taking reckess actions like trying to ride a freaking dire wolf. :B
TMG:…oh noes. xD
Sszeyl:"…I do not fully understand. But I will Trance on it later."
Caber-Tossing Dwarf:"Do I hear the faintest hint of someone who might be interested in giving it a try?" >:3
- Thomas Lazarus rubs at his chin and has a total Laharl HMHMHM moment. He suddenly hides it and displays his usual sunshine expression.
Thomas Lazarus:"Why, sure. It sounds like good sport."
Rusal Ebonwood:"A wise choice."
Sszeyl:"In the meantime, I have money, and both a funeral to prepare, as well as a house to finish making habitable. Does this warrant a celebration or something more somber? I can't tell."
Caber-Tossing Dwarf:"Hah! Well, step right up, I'll show ye how it's done first."
TMG:(wait a sec, if you're thinking of using your STrength domain power, you already used it to help subdue Tathi… >.> )
Thomas Lazarus:("A wonderful opportunity to show the people the strength of our Lord's favor!") He walks up to the dwarf and observes peacefully.
Caber-Tossing Dwarf:"Oh, right. Before I forget. This here's a friendly competition, so we're trustin' each other not to use magic. That means no strength-enhancing spells or levitating the caber; just pure strength!" The dwarf claps his hands together, rubbing them together briefly before gripping the piece of timber by the base and lifting it straight upright.
Caber-Tossing Dwarf:"— HOOOOORAH!" The dwarf tosses the caber; « 1d20+2 = 15 + 2 = 17 » Strength check!
Caber-Tossing Dwarf:"And that's how you do it!"
Thomas Lazarus:Basically the instant the dwarf is occupied, Thomas grins toothily. ("Now's my chance to cast a strength spell! Alright!") He triumphantly throws his open hand outward, and … !
Sszeyl:+2?
Sszeyl:I laugh at your score.
Caber-Tossing Human:The human man who had been challenging the dwarf earlier casts a look over at the templar; a challenging one.
TMG:normal people are +0 :B
Sszeyl:« 1d20+3 = 5 + 3 = 8 » Strength check!
Sszeyl:BaH
Caber-Tossing Dwarf:Who's laughin' now, elf boy? HAH! >:P
Rusal Ebonwood:"Ah, yes… Where is this house you have been referring to, young Terror?"
Thomas Lazarus:(Flashback: A characatured Sszeyl with X's for eyes and Thomas standing nearby looking worried. The young templar quickly rushes over and converts his Bull's Strength spell into healing energy. "Why would you ever do that?!" echoing, echoing, echoing…)
- Rhylinar of Kenaghim blinks and looks away from the wall at the other two people in the room; he's done? Zairith was that angry, lectured someone, and spells didn't fly? o.o Wut?!
Thomas Lazarus:Meanwhile, in reality, Thomas hasn't stopped posing. But his expression is flat. "…"
Sszeyl:"Those large caves I told you about."
Liatai:x3Sszeyl:"The ones right next to the apple trees."
Caber-Tossing Dwarf:"So, what do you say, good man? You want to go next, or give this man here the next turn?"
Thomas Lazarus:("A test of strength, now - manaless, like an animal?!") "Y-yes. Certainly."
- Thomas Lazarus approaches the spare caber and cracks his knuckles. "I.. suppose this is one of the Lord's tests of faith."
TMG:bweeheehee. x3
Thomas Lazarus:He exhales once before steeping down and gripping the base of the log. Here goes! « 1d20+3 = 6 + 3 = 9 »
TMG:I'm even imagining it all anime and exaggerated. Wa wa waaaaaaaaah….
- Dr. Hatari grins.
Caber-Tossing Dwarf:"Not bad for yer first try," the dwarf says with a grin. "Harder than it looks, innit?"
Rusal Ebonwood:"The goblin dens?"
Thomas Lazarus:He winces painfully after the log clatters to the ground and holds his back. He nods to the dwarf.
Sszeyl:"The same."
Sszeyl:"Going to give them a thorough scrubbing. >->"
Sszeyl:"Especially that chamber with the corpses."
Caber-Tossing Human:The other human steps up to the plate, muttering something to himself as he approaches… Spot check, Thomas.
Thomas Lazarus:« 1d20+3 = 15 + 3 = 18 »
Caber-Tossing Human:Spellcraft. :3
Dr. Hatari:Oh - pardon, thats a 17.
Caber-Tossing Human:It was DC 15, so you still passed. :3
Dr. Hatari:Amusingly, Thomas has no ranks in spellcraft.
Dr. Hatari:And a negative modifier.
Liatai:… oh jeez. XD
TMG:Crap. Spellcraft can't be used untrained. :B
Liatai:Well, give it an Int check anyway? :B
Liatai:Or a Sense Motive check would work.
- Thomas Lazarus raises his brows as he notices the man doing … something! (Imaginary spellcraft! « 1d20-1 = 13 - 1 = 12 »)
Liatai:Yyyyyep, you can tell. That man cast a spell on himself before lifting the log.
Thomas Lazarus:("What! He stole my plan!")
Caber-Tossing Human:"Hmmph!" « 1d20+3 = 1 + 3 = 4 »
Caber-Tossing Human:FAIL. XD
Caber-Tossing Human:Cheaters never prosper! XD
- Thomas Lazarus watches flatly. "…"
TMG:…
Caber-Tossing Human:The caber lands on the man's foot. "*SWEAR!!!*"
TMG:He increased his strength so much he couldn't control it
Thomas Lazarus:("Well, I guess he can have… that spell. :o")
TMG:and the caber landed back on hi—ah, yes XD
Caber-Tossing Dwarf:The dwarf is laughing uproariously.
Rusal Ebonwood:"… A wise choice, indeed… goblins are not known for their cleanliness."
- Caber-Tossing Human starts hopping around, holding his foot and swearing to beat the band.
- Thomas Lazarus pats the man on the back with a piteous smile and casts a cure minor wounds spell for his foot.
Thomas Lazarus:"Well, now… perhaps that was what they call 'karmic retribution'?"
Caber-Tossing Human:« 1d20+2 = 19 + 2 = 21 »
Caber-Tossing Human:The man does not fall over from the pat on the back while hopping on one foot. :B
Dr. Hatari:1 hp cured for morale!
Sszeyl:"So, back to the question."
Sszeyl:"Celebration or no?"
Caber-Tossing Dwarf:"Karmic retribution, y'say?" The dwarf peers at the two humans.
Rusal Ebonwood:"That, I would say, is a question only you can answer completely," the half-drow says, closing his shop ledger for the night.
Thomas Lazarus:"The universe seeks a balance - or so the saying go. But hey! It's your turn!" Thomas folds his arms and smiles.
Caber-Tossing Dwarf:"Aha, that it is!" Caber toss! « 1d20+2 = 16 + 2 = 18 »
Thomas Lazarus:("That totally would have been me… »;")
Caber-Tossing Dwarf:Dang, that dwarf's good. Must be the famous dwarven stability at work.
Liatai:I take it Thomas didn't catch the part where the dwarf said the competitors were trusting each other to not use magic…. ;3
Dr. Hatari:On the contrary; he totally did and doesn't care. :3
Liatai:XDThomas Lazarus:"Oh, dear. I'm starting to doubt that there'll be any competing with you. But in the spirit of sportsmanship, one must keep trying their best, even in the face of adversity. Here goes..!"
Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"All done here?"
Sszeyl:"I was meaning more from the perspective of the surface dweller's culture, but sure."
- Thomas Lazarus steps over and braces himself for another lift. Start from the knees, this time..! « 1d20+3 = 5 + 3 = 8 »
Rusal Ebonwood:"Yes… Rhylinar."
Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"What?"
Rusal Ebonwood:"Put it back. That dagger isn't yours until you pay for it."
Thomas Lazarus:Hnnnkrththhhppffff NOPE. He stumbles back from the recoil of the thrown log and catches his breath.
Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"Just a test, dear brother~"
Sszeyl:">->"
Rusal Ebonwood:"… Rhylinar."
Rhylinar of Kenaghim:"What?"
Sszeyl:"You do realize, if he asks me to hurt you, I'm bound by law to oblige?"
Rusal Ebonwood:"You still haven't put back the dagger."
Rhylinar of Kenaghim:The drow laughs; whether it's at Sszeyl's statement of Zairith's is hard to tell. He does put the dagger back on the counter.
Caber-Tossing Dwarf:"Umph! You all right, there, priest?"
Caber-Tossing Dwarf:"Looked like a hard fall, that did."
Thomas Lazarus:He coughs once, "Ah, yes." He straightens up and dusts himself off.
Thomas Lazarus:"That is indeed some fierce inertia to overcome."
Caber-Tossing Dwarf:"Just takes a bit 'a practice and the right technique. You're a good sport for even stepping back up there; most men come up all full of bravado and give up when they can't even lift the thing!"
Liatai:And lo, unless Sszeyl has more to do in the shop, the party of drow heads back to the house for the night. :3
MeanyOwl has connected.
Meany is disconnected.
Thomas Lazarus:"Ahaha, well, it's just in the spirit of fairness, afterall."
Thomas Lazarus:"I think I shall be bowing out, however. Gentlemen." Thomas bows slightly and begins to resume his way.
Caber-Tossing Dwarf:"Any time ye wanna come back and practice, or try your luck again, this is a regular event on Loda evenings!" the dwarf calls out as the templar walks away.
- Thomas Lazarus winces a little during the rise of the bow. Uhg what a horrible sport, why would you even..!
- Thomas Lazarus smiles back at the dwarf with a friendly wave.
Liatai:And shall we leave off here? :3
Dr. Hatari:Heh, sounds fine to me. It has been quite a long run. I think a stretch is definitely due.
Liatai:Indeed. x3
Liatai:But hey, lots of explanations and a lot of other miscellaneous fun things. :3
Dr. Hatari:Thanks for entertaining my boredom. It was good to get some of the ridiculous out of my system.
MeanyOwl:I'm cool for leaving off. :o
Liatai:X3 No problem!
Dr. Hatari:Tomorrow will be all srs bsns. Right?
TMG:…nope.
Liatai:Oh, totally. :B
Dr. Hatari:(Yeah, right.)
TMG:Tomorrow's Ghosts' game. :B
TMG:No serious there. We have Roondar.
Liatai:Completely and utterly serious. Yep yep. :B
MeanyOwl:And Cakes.
Liatai:And the war-fox-slash-vacuum-fox.
TMG:Alrighty…so, a break for now Liatai, then the goblin conversation?
MeanyOwl:And the Demon of Hate.
MeanyOwl:Who is also the Demon of Hat.
Dr. Hatari:Heh. Otto is gonna snap at this rate.
Dr. Hatari:Ohhh welll~
Liatai:Sure thing!
Liatai:Poor Otto. The One Sane Man. X3
MeanyOwl:Cakes will totally suck up his brain juice when he does.
Dr. Hatari:See you all then.
MeanyOwl:Seeya. :o
MeanyOwl is disconnected.
Dr. Hatari is disconnected.
Liatai:I'll leave the server up.
Faerie:See you all starside.
Liatai:See ya, and good luck with the homework. :3
Faerie:Thanks.
Faerie is disconnected.
TMG:oh!
TMG:Almost forgot
TMG:liatai, brea—o.h. No, I didn't forget. >
TMG:>_-
Liatai:Hm?
TMG:Was about to ask "break, then goblin conversation", then I realized I asked it already xD
Liatai:Oh. x3
Liatai:Going to save a preliminary log now, just to be on the safe side.
TMG:Of course!
Liatai:Ready!
TMG:Alrighty!
Captain McKeith:The fat guard in charge now has a name! :o Huzzah!
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt returns, once more, to the couthouse holding cells.
Gnogglebolt:*courthouse
Gnogglebolt:"Hello, again."
Captain McKeith:"Welcome back. You have good news about the drunkard, I hope?" The guard grins as the gnome approaches.
Gnogglebolt:"Oh, that…I have someone I can talk to, but I haven't approached him about it yet. Today's been rather…busy. Which is why I'm back, I need to speak with the goblins again. Something happened. How much are you in the loop about activity in the city?"
Captain McKeith:"Not as much as I'd like to be. What happened?"
Captain McKeith:You can practically sense every single guard nearby leaning in closer trying to hear the scoop. >.>
Gnogglebolt:"Well, perhaps you heard there was a scuffle toay with a druid half-elf who was attempting to evade the guards, except he was actually trying to warn them. It seems there's a rogue druid loose in the city. She brought in two fiendish wolves and a dire wolf, which we ended up fighting."
Gnogglebolt:"Apparently, she's after the goblins."
Gnogglebolt:"Which is why I need to find out why they ave a druid after them."
Captain McKeith:The guard gives a low whistle. "I'll follow along. If that rogue druid decides to come here, it's better to be forewarned and forearmed."
Captain McKeith:"Nicholas, watch the desk."
Gnogglebolt:"Indeed. She seems to be after the former Redmaws specifically—all of whom are here. She ended up targeting the former Blackswords we left at the house."
Gnogglebolt:"She didn't seem to care, either."
Captain McKeith:"Hrrmm."
Gnogglebolt:"Grapmak?" Gnogglebolt taps on the bars, back for the second time today.
Liatai:As Gnogglebolt approaches the cells, he can see quite clearly that Scrant, Crang, Dirk, and Krunk are all sporting fresh black eyes.
- Drit points to the cell with most of the other goblins. Remember? He's over there. :3
Gnogglebolt:"Eh heh heh…some needed a lesson taught to them?"
Grapmak:"A few of them." The big goblin folds his arms and nods. "Should not cause many more problems now."
Gnogglebolt:"Right…anyway."
Gnogglebolt:"Something very strange happened today."
Grapmak:"Very strange?"
Gnogglebolt:"Apparenty, there is a rogue user of nature magic. She seeks the death of the Redmaw goblins, specifically."
Gnogglebolt:"Care to tell me about who and why?"
Gnogglebolt:"She's loose in the city, and I need to know why she wants you dead."
Grapmak:The goblin's eyes widen, and he considers Gnogglebolt's words. "… Rogue. That word means bad?"
Gnogglebolt:"Yes. Bad nature-shaman."
Gnogglebolt:"She wants the Redmaws dead."
Grapmak:"I heard that," the goblin says gruffly. "Trying to learn more Common. Woman… she was mad-eyed?"
Gnogglebolt:"I…am not sure. I never saw her, only what she commanded."
Gnogglebolt:"She used two blackwolves…wolves of the underplanes….and a normal direwolf."
Grapmak:"Underplanes…" The goblin shakes his head. "… I can ask later. Could be a former buyer."
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt switches to Goblin, and conveys that the two wolves came from the realms of evil.
Gnogglebolt:"But…it seems as if you -do- know a shaman who might want to kill you. Let us assume it is who you are thinking of."
Grapmak:Grapmak nods in understanding. "There is… was one who traded animals for meat. Animals were sold to others. Human woman, mad-eyed, had a demon bird with her."
Gnogglebolt:"Why might she want to kill you?"
Grapmak:"Good question."
Gnogglebolt:"…Hmm. Well, that's troublesome."
Grapmak:"She was the first buyer… so I not think it was bad service. She always was a little crazy, though."
Grapmak:"Maybe she snapped? Sick for too long, lost her mind?"
TMG:(I thought an old lady was the first buyer? >.> )
TMG:(…then again, these two things are not mutally exclusive…)
- Liatai nods.
- Drit whistles.
- Drit whistles!
- Drit signs over to Grapmak quickly when the big goblin turns to look.
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt looks around at Drit's whistling.
Grapmak:"… Drit says… remove witnesses."
Gnogglebolt:"…Ah. That is a likely explanation."
- Grapmak nods to the assassin, who continues to watch and listen.
Grapmak:"The other Swiftaxes… the ones outside. They are alive?"
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt nods. "Ah, yes, they are all alive, we arrived in time to protect them, and I requesitioned guards to watch over the house at all times now."
Gnogglebolt:"Despite being told they were not Redmaws though, I am told she didn't seem to care."
Gnogglebolt:"She thinks they were Redmaws anyway."
- Grapmak nods approvingly. "Good. Not good that she is…" Grapmak pauses, seeming to try and think of a word. "… What is (Gobin word meaning 'indiscriminate') in Common?"
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt sounds it out for Grapmak, and helps him repeat it.
- Grapmak nods thanks.
Grapmak:"In-dis-crim-i-nate. Not good that she is indiscriminate."
Gnogglebolt:"But yes, indeed. But, now that there are guards around the house, she shouldn't attack there again. If she kills guards, then the entire city will be looking for her. I also doubt even she is insane enought to attack here."
Gnogglebolt:"Especially now that they are all warned."
Captain McKeith:The guard nods.
Gnogglebolt:"In the meantime, we will try to keep looking for her. After your trial, I will have to leave to pursue leads on the necromancers. I hope to have her caught before then. If not, well…I'll make sure you have the best protection I can get you."
Grapmak:The goblin nods. "We will practice as well as we can here, too. To defend ourselves, depend on ourselves, not guards."
Gnogglebolt:"…Hmm."
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt turns to captain McKeith.
- Grapmak does not seem to see the potential problem that could arise from staging sparring sessions in a prison… :B
Gnogglebolt:"Would it be considered too much of a stupid security risk to allow them out, a few at a time, to practices sparring?"
Gnogglebolt:*practice
Captain McKeith:"At this point, yes, it would be. But from what I was told earlier, they seemed to do a decent job of fighting within the cells… That one in particular," he says, gesturing toward Grapmak.
Gnogglebolt:"I don't suppose anyone would think it anything other than folly to actually to allow prisoners to train themselves to fight."
Gnogglebolt:"Hmm."
- Heavily-Armored Guard nods — creak clink clink.
Gnogglebolt:"Well then, at least until their trial is over, they could still spar within the cells, as long as they let you know beforehand?"
Grapmak:"Folly… Dosemz uses that word a lot. Foolishness? Stupid?"
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt looks at grapmak. "Correct."
Captain McKeith:"Hrmm. I suppose, as long as they kept it to a minimum. We don't have many healers on staff here, and we don't need other prisoners getting smart ideas."
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt nods, and turns back to Grapmak. "You heard that?"
- Grapmak considers. "… You need healers? Nintrok, Irka can heal… Yes, I heard."
Grapmak:"Dosemz heals, too, but harms more than heals."
Dosemz:"HEY!"
- Grapmak ignores Dosemz's protest from the other cell.
Captain McKeith:"Unfortunately, we can't have prisoners using magic."
Gnogglebolt:"Hrm…I doubt they'll allow you to use magic, still…ah, yes."
Grapmak:"Hrrm. Is fine. We will go easy."
Gnogglebolt:"Alright…I'm sorry I can't do more, but I'll try to make sure the bad shaman is brought in before I leave this town."
Gnogglebolt:"…while preparing for your trial at the same time…cogs, I'm going to be busy the next few days…"
Grapmak:"Rogue shaman. Yes. Good luck. Tell Shukek you can use the worgs if you need to track."
Grapmak:"… When is the trial?"
Gnogglebolt:"That's a good question…oh!"
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt turns to the captian.
Gnogglebolt:*captain
Captain McKeith:"The fourth of Ehlon was the soonest available date."
Gnogglebolt:"I -don't- have to leave right away, obviously. So, what did the courts reply with/ Five or six days from now?"
TMG:*one moment while I check the wiki…*
Captain McKeith:"There was another one available on the sixth, but that's seven days, not five or six."
Gnogglebolt:"Alright then, the Khada, Fourth of Ehlon it is."
Gnogglebolt:"I and the goblins will be ready by that time." Gnogglebolt bows.
Captain McKeith:"Right. We'll have the goblins there an hour or two before midday, and the trial will start at noon."
Gnogglebolt:"Acknowledged. I'll be there."
Grapmak:The big goblin nods. "Five days. Enough time to learn."
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt nods to Grapmak. "I, Ezekiel, and a cousel will visit a few times to go over our trial plan before the day."
Grapmak:"Counsel?"
Gnogglebolt:"Trials can sometimes involve complicated details with law, so there is an entire profession of people dedicated to explaining them, legal couselors, advisors, and advocates."
- Grapmak nods, absorbing the information.
Gnogglebolt:"I can tell you this much now; the trial is ultimately over the fact you were pickpockets, and aiding the necromancers."
Gnogglebolt:"You are guilty of both. There is no was around that, and we have to stick to the truth."
Gnogglebolt:"But proving innoncence isn't our goal here."
- Drit looks somewhat disappointed. Aw, no fun trying to dodge accusations?
Gnogglebolt:"What we need to prove is that you are cooperative, and capable of being good citizens. That is why I made all those deals with you when my allies initially captured you."
Gnogglebolt:"By doing this, you will be guilt, but your punishment will be small."
Gnogglebolt:*guity
Grapmak:"… will need to retrain Dosemz," the big goblin muses.
Gnogglebolt:"And then, once your sentance is over, everything is over. You are completely free."
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt nods, and calls over. "Hear that, Dosemz? If you can do this, then there will be the day when you can walk the streets a free goblin. All your crimes will be forgiven and in the past."
Gnogglebolt:"..of course, you then have to make sure you don't commit any -new- crimes, but I assume you all understand that already."
Dosemz:"Hmph. Still a lot of big-worded promises. The humans might decide another way."
Gnogglebolt:"Not if we stick to the truth."
- Grapmak says nothing, but it's clear that such a doubt is weighing heavily on him… The court might decide the other way, and then what?
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt notices that Grapmak seems uneasy, and he steps closer. "I haven't gone through all this trouble to see that happen. I'll make sure you get through this."
Gnogglebolt:"I'm very good at learning complicated things, and I can be quite persuasive."
Gnogglebolt:"I mean, look at how I got Dosemz to behave better!"
Grapmak:"You kept your promises so far. You keep this one, or we will come back to… Dosemz, what is the word? Ghost, angry, bite, sneak…"
Dosemz:"Haunt."
Gnogglebolt:"If I can convince Dosemz of something with nothing but words, then no human can match my tongue." Gnogglebolt grins.
- Grapmak snorts. "True."
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt then turns serious. "Indeed. I know that this will mean bad things for myself if this doesn't work, so I'll make sure it does."
Gnogglebolt:"Really, there should be no problem. All you were is pickpockets, and the punishment for that kind of crime is low anyway."
- Grapmak nods, seeming satisfied with that answer. Nothing like personal consequences to make people try not to let down other people. :3
Gnogglebolt:"The only snag was your involvement with necromancers, but you didn't even fully know that was happening. It was all Granch. And you aided in an operation against those very necromancers."
Gnogglebolt:"By all rights, you are covered."
Grapmak:"… What about goblins who were Blackswords?"
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt opens his mouth, but actually hesitates on that one.
Grapmak:"Krunk, Kranik, Irka, Ripak, Grunch. They are warriors, not pickpockets."
Gnogglebolt:"Actually, in mostly normal terms, they -shouldn't- be with you."
Gnogglebolt:"There are no known previous crimes on them. But they did attack me and my friends, so that's how I'm going to make sure they are grouped with you."
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt is then very quite for a moment.
- Drit nods approvingly. Trickery! Assassin like. :3
Gnogglebolt:"Though, if you have done anything that you know would make humans mad at you, now is a VERY good time to tell me."
Gnogglebolt:"Wait..oops."
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt switches to goblin, and repeats the question to the former Blackswords.
Grapmak:The goblin considers… then says something in Goblin, in a very quiet tone. "Drit stole some pies on a few raids… would that affect it?"
- Drit coughs and splutters!
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt tries not to laugh.
- Drit snaps off signs to Grapmak, looking halfway between angry and embarrased.
Gnogglebolt:It comes out as an odd gnommish snorting.
- Grapmak signs back, and Drit sinks back against the wall with a bit of a huff. >:/
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt is still waiting for the former Blackswords to repsond to him, though.
Kranik:"We usually raided border settlements and other goblins. Nothing city people should get too upset about," Kranik replies from the other cell.
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt speaks back in Goblin. "Well, if it's just raiding, then even if someone's mad about that, we can explain that as Blacksword told you to do it, so you should be fine there, too."
TMG:weait, i forgot, does Kranik know Common?
Liatai:Nope, just Goblin.
TMG:Ah, okay
- Kranik nods. "You should tell Old Shukek that. He's a raider from before Blacksword."
Gnogglebolt:"Alright…" Gnogglebolt switches back to Common. "I think I'm done here. I've got to get going…"
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt looks at Kranick and speaks in Goblin again. "Oh, er…good thing he's not on trial, then, eh heh…"
Grapmak:"Right. Five days until the trial."
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt nods. "Right."
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt then starts to walk back with the captain.
Gnogglebolt:"Anyway, as said, I doubt the rogue druid is crazy enough to attack here, but just in case…"
Gnogglebolt:"You do have countermeasures you can prepare against animals and nature magic, right? Might want to put those at the read."
Captain McKeith:"Of course." The guard nods.
Gnogglebolt:"Also see if you can alert the other guard stations to be on the lookout for a suspicious druid—not a half-elf! He's the good one."
Captain McKeith:"Who was this half-elf druid? Did you get a name?"
Gnogglebolt:"He also should be returning to aid in the search…Ah, yes, it's *insert name I forgot but know I learned* :B "
Liatai:Kethanis Whitebranch. x3
Gnogglebolt:"But yes. Though this rogue druid seems to be after the goblins, she alread didn't care if she had the right ones. She could go after anyone."
Gnogglebolt:"She is also likely of advanced age."
Captain McKeith:The guard nods, and writes it down. "We'll keep a lookout."
Gnogglebolt:"Elderly female druid with crazy eyes. Right."
Gnogglebolt:'Also…" Gnogglebolt glances at Trofim, lowering his voice. "Might you be able to keep the drunkard around -one- more night? I'll have someone to take him off your hands in the morning."
Gnogglebolt:(forgot quotes around 'drunkard' x3 )
Captain McKeith:"One more night, no more. If you're not here by midday with someone to take him, he'll be released anyway, magic or not."
Gnogglebolt:Gnogglebolt nods. "Understood."
Gnogglebolt:Farewell!"
TMG:Gnogglebolt exits the courthouse
Liatai:Holy CROW I need sleep. XD
TMG:Eh heh heh, yeah, sorry ^^;
TMG:It's uh… 1:00 for you? ^^;
TMG:Save rest of log here!
Liatai:Heh, yeah, 1 AM. x3
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