Session 2

Ghostwish has connected.

Dr. Hatari has connected.

Ganti has connected.

Railock has connected.

Arcalane has connected.

Host has connected.

Liatai:Loading loading loading...

Ganti:Heyo.

Arcalane:ohaaaai~

Liatai:I see Ghost or Rail or both have come a'trollin'. :B

Ganti:Rail.

Arcalane:Rail. The rocks are a GV thing, apparently.

Ganti:He's the host. But I suppose it could have been both.

Ganti:Yeah, most of the things I've found are GV.

Railock:we waiting on what?

Arcalane:Meany and Hatari?

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

Arcalane:<font color="#000099">Speak of the devil :V

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Sorry. One of the burdens of being the only ambulatory member of the household. :T

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Someone smack Sul, will you? I saw him join the ICRC...

Ganti:<font color="#003200">*IRC

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">Wakka.

Ganti:<font color="#003200">... Right, Sharpshot. Not Sul. Sul's the other one. He didn't join.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Void Cultist with 46 HP?

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

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

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

Arcalane:<font color="#000099">Sharp is playing League of Legends, I think :T

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Okay, aside from the trolling, does the map look better?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">So Skyrim players... is it normally hard to find a woodcutter's axe, or am I just a dunce? ^^

Liatai:<font color="#000000">* ^^;

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

Ganti:<font color="#003200">No clue. Don't play Skyrim.

Arcalane:<font color="#000099">A bit. needs some more corner decor in the abandoned temple.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I don't recall ever finding such a thing.

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Also, :25.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The maps certainly look more detailed, nice job. :3

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">I AM PANIS CUPCAKE.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">I WILL EAT YOU.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:25 at :25

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Okay, neither me or Lia is lagging.

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">I snagged one in the very first town, Liatai.

Ganti:<font color="#003200">And yeah, probably needs more corner detail. Probably.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Dammit, I need firewood to upgrade my bow, and I can't find an axe! &gt;:E Lemme guess, you followed the Stormcloak.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Me?

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

Arcalane:<font color="#000099">they can usually be found, big surprise, near where any NPC goes to chop wood. might be available at general stores or blacksmiths

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Woodcuter's axes can be found at stores, chopping blocks, smiths, and surprisingly, some mines.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I don't want to steal an axe, I just want some firewood... D|

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Don't want to steal?!

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

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">That's the thing Lia.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">In Skyrim, some things aren't listed as stealing.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Only objects with Steal above them, or are in red count. :3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Hatari. I'm -sure- I shared my Morrowind thievery stories. :B

Arcalane:<font color="#000099">it's not stealin', it's borrowin' without intent to return.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">You can go through a major place, search through dressers and such.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">take the coins.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Take the food.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">No bounty.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Oddly enough, I once had a dungeon full of zombies and necromancers where all the shelved loot was listed as Steal.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Trying to get as far as I could in the thieves' guild without actually stealing anything. Finally got to the last Bal Molagmer quest where I actually had to steal something from right under an Ordinator's nose.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">My pickpocket skill went so high. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Now, I went out of my way to make nice with all the guards in the game. (Great Speechcraft training! X3 ) All of the Ordinators were my friends, especially since I was a Tribunal Temple member.


 * Arcalane punts Meany over to the abandoned temple map

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I -still- don't know how I stole that thing without incurring a bounty. ^^;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">But I felt guilty about it for -years.- :B

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Lia, you only get a bounty for stealing if you're caught.

Arcalane:<font color="#000099">XP

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Brother: &quot;Lia. It's -pixels in a game,- it's -designed- to be stolen. &gt;_&gt;; &quot; Me: &quot;I stole from friends.... ;o; &quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... so yeah, I tend not to steal in Elder Scrolls games because I know my psyche beats me up over it. :B *brick'd*

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">... you would have hated me.

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">Ordinators. walkin' around naked. XP

Railock:<font color="#000000">oh hatari. taht was the original void cultist token

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Truth be told, I only focused on the Ordinators because I wanted them to stop badmouthing me whenever I went to Vivec. XP

Railock:<font color="#000000">so ganti. checked all the maps yet?

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Yes.

Ganti:<font color="#003200">... Well, except skychart.

<font color="#0000ff">sharpshot4321 has connected.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Yo~

Arcalane:<font color="#000099">Oh good.

sharpshot4321:<font color="#006666">ello

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Meany - That's the thing. It was literally sitting on a desk in plain view of an Ordinator captain and two other Ordinators, with another one out in the hall. I sneaked in and swiped it off the table right in front of them. I have -no- idea how I didn't get a bounty. :B

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Because your sneak skill and circumstances were higher than their line of sight thing.

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

Arcalane:<font color="#000099">now you see it, now you don't!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I turned around, the one outside was coming toward me. Me: &quot;D8 OH NO I don't want to do this over again please no --&quot; Ordinator: &quot;Praise Vivec!&quot; Me: &quot;.... praise Vivec. ^^; &quot; Ordinator went on his merry way. I fled. XD

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Okay, role call!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">So yes. My one purposeful theft in Morrowind. :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Here!


 * Dr. Hatari is here.

sharpshot4321:<font color="#006666">Can I load in my token again? I added a bunch of macros over the week.

Ganti:<font color="#003200">... go for it.

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

sharpshot4321:<font color="#006666">nevermind, it won't add in the right properties...

Arcalane:<font color="#000099">Sup dawgs.

Arcalane:<font color="#000099">you can export macro sets to your disk then re-import them, y'know

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It was shocking to me the first time I picked up something in Skyrim in plain view of someone and didn't get attacked. :B

sharpshot4321:<font color="#006666">how do I export?

sharpshot4321:<font color="#006666">and import?

Arcalane:<font color="#000099">just right click and export macro set, then find where you exported it to and reimport in a similar fashion

sharpshot4321:<font color="#006666">I don't have a export macro set option

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">You didn't sort your macros into sets? &gt;&gt;

Kiera: <font color="#99">(( when you're impersonating the token ))

Arcalane:<font color="#000099">contrary to its wording, 'export macro set' exports ALL your macros, not just a given set


 * Dr. Hatari decides to diversify automaton images.

Roland:<font color="#006666">Thank you. Its in now

sharpshot4321:<font color="#006666">whoos

sharpshot4321:<font color="#006666">whoops*

sharpshot4321:<font color="#006666">&gt;.

sharpshot4321:<font color="#006666">...

sharpshot4321:<font color="#006666">(shuts up now)

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yeah, MapTool eats less-than signs. Beginning of HTML tags and all. ^^;

Arcalane:<font color="#000099">right then you 'orrlble lot

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I've got an extra 30 minutes past what I had last week. But seriously, whasadeal here.


 * Ghostwish is doing his homework. Railock playing xcom IS NOT HELPING.

Kasnok Strautraugvuras:<font color="#000000">Comrades, can we not start yet?

Kasnok Strautraugvuras:<font color="#000000">hey your the one watching my screen and not your own

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Boom shaka laka laka boom boom.

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

Alth:<font color="#990099">Och, thar be da problem, lads.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... well that explains some. ^^;

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">HEY! &gt;:\

Kiera: <font color="#99">(( lolgm ))

Alth:<font color="#990099">Whot?

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">We're not all lads, long-ears! Get it right!

sharpshot4321:<font color="#006666">((You don't even know my gender...))

Alth:<font color="#990099">Youza ladie? Hells. Ah jus thought yu were an overly feminate laddie. Thaht likes perfume.&quot;

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

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">Actually, Roland, unless you were lying, last session you said you were male. And if you're lying, I can find out. *w*

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

sharpshot4321:<font color="#006666">ohh right

sharpshot4321:<font color="#006666">forgot

sharpshot4321:<font color="#006666">my bad

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">I -am- at crotch height for you tall ones. Fair warning. Besides, Kiera's not a lad either, spindle-fingers.

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Okay, everyone here?

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yeah, we're just waiting on you. ^^;

Kiera: <font color="#99">(( Sup. ))

sharpshot4321:<font color="#006666">here

Kasnok Strautraugvuras:<font color="#000000">yo

Alth:<font color="#990099">Nope! OCH.

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Okay, last time...You lot got hired to clean out a temple, Kasnock's obsession with killing all mages nearly got him killed by your employers, and you fought a bunch of spiders, which wailed on Kasnock decently.

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;How're you feeling, Kas?&quot;

Alth:<font color="#990099">&quot;And whit in bloody hells is wrong wi' ye fowk 'n' nae follaein yer scout!?&quot;

Ganti:<font color="#003200">All the spiders you know about are DEAD. and there are a couple of chests in the north east. Oh, and the statue of Yasalia is missing. Spider's didn't do that...

sharpshot4321:<font color="#006666">((Thats right, we have loot to sort.))

Kiera:<font color="#000099">&quot;Nonsense! It was a brilliant piece of strategy. We got their attention whilst you two outflanked them! All part of the plan.&quot;

Alth:<font color="#990099">&quot;Should ah even fash, or urr ye knuckle heids juist gaun tae break doon th' front door ilka time!?&quot;

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;You moved too fast...I didn't actually see where you went. ^^;&quot;

Kiera:<font color="#000099">&quot;Allll part of the plan.&quot;

Alth:<font color="#990099">&quot;Aw pick a windae, yer leavin'. A'm gaun tae gang rob- ah mean, check thae chests.&quot;

Alth:<font color="#990099">He goes and carefully checks the chests. Searching for traps, roll needed?

Old Bombhands:<font color="#FF0000">No love for the unwilling tank. TwT

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Eh. You're not in combat, but give me a roll anyway. Timeframe!

Kasnok Strautraugvuras:<font color="#000000">&quot;Comrades, comrades! do not argue. it was comrade bombhands, eager to come to grips with the foe, that first went forward, obviously impatient to root out the arcanist pigs.&quot;

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">As Alth moves up, Auri pats him. Resistence get!

Alth:<font color="#990099">Takin' 20 then!

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">+1 to all saves.

Alth:<font color="#990099">Total of 33.

Ganti:<font color="#003200">... Yeah, the party just stands around for an hour waiting on Alth.

Alth:<font color="#990099">HOUR!? I'm not that slow!

Kasnok Strautraugvuras:<font color="#000000">&quot;But comrade bombhands, I think perhaps next time you should learn patience, so that you and I are in less danger.&quot;

Ganti:<font color="#003200">You find a poisioned needle trap on one of them.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Taking 20 on search takes two minutes. XP

Kiera: <font color="#99">(( never rush a master ))

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;HEY!&quot;

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Kasnok!&quot;

Ganti:<font color="#003200">... Huh. I thought it was an hour for taking 20.

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Status report, pronto.&quot; &gt;:\


 * Ganti obviously needs to re-read that section.

Alth:<font color="#990099"> &quot;Wait a seicont did he imply that bucket o' bolts is intelligent!?&quot;


 * &quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock saunters in, one hand on a cane, the other folded behind his back. The shadowy visage of the fellow peers all around, seemingly amused to observe the temple interior.


 * Kiera would butt in at Kaz, but he has an incoming halfling, so she's staying out of that. Watching the trapchecking and lockpicking.

Kasnok Strautraugvuras:<font color="#000000">&quot;You have healed the bleeding little one...but I am still not feelign myself. as spiders, perhaps they were poisonous.&quot;

Kiera:<font size="2" color="#000099">&quot;I'd wager it's more intelligent than Kaz if that's what you're getting at.&quot;

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh my, how interesting. Quite the mess, quite the mess. Should we shove these gargantuan arachnid exoskeletons into the abyss, I wonder?&quot;


 * Serafina Cloudrunner looks Kas over. &quot;Yeah, they were. If we're not expecting any other big fights, a few days' rest and you'll be fine. If we are, I've got a cure scroll that'll take away some of the damage, but it's pricey.&quot;

Alth:<font color="#990099"> &quot;I'm nae cawin a'body that pure tough dumb.&quot;

Alth:<font color="#990099">Alth carefully disarms the trap.

Alth:<font color="#990099">31 for disable device.

Alth:<font color="#990099">Now, is the chest locked?

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Okay, traps disarmed pretty handily. And yes, the chests are locked.

Alth:<font color="#990099">Pickity pickity pick pick!

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Your call, big guy. Scroll, or are you gonna tough it out?&quot;

Ganti:<font color="#003200">But we can lump that into your disable divice if you want.

Alth:<font color="#990099">Nope. 31 on open lock too.

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Okay, Chests open. One of them... Holds lots and lots of scrolls.

Kasnok Strautraugvuras:<font color="#000000">&quot;You are the healer. I will leave such decisions to you. Is it not said, from each according to ability, to each according to need, comrade?&quot;

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Scrolls indeed.&quot; His beady little red eyes squint disdainfully. &quot;Why, I could sythesize a superior drug within minutes at but a fraction of the material costs those archiac writings are sold off for.&quot;

Alth:<font color="#990099">&quot;Worthless bloody scrolls.&quot; He says, and checks the other chest.

Ganti:<font color="#003200">The other.... 1x Medium Breastplate, 1x masterwork buckler (Medium), 1 Fiery Yellow Corundum (1100 GP) 2 Banded Agate (12 GP each), 1 decoratively carved piece of obsidian (13 GP).


 * Kiera peers over. &quot;Those scrolls look pretty old. Wonder if they're part of the temple's collection... ooh, shiny things.&quot;


 * Dr. Hatari prepares an entry on Ye Olde Lootlog for Skylands.


 * Dr. Hatari records loot.

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Watch it, top-hat, these scrolls are inscribed with the holy word of Yasalia.&quot; The halfling looks over her shoulder. &quot;-- did you say more scrolls?&quot;

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">Trot trot trot.

Alth:<font color="#990099">&quot;That's mair lik' it!&quot;

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Outta the way, long-ears.&quot;

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


 * Roland looks towards the treasure for a moment, but his hooded gaze settles on the scrolls.

Alth:<font color="#990099">&quot;Bite me, ye pint-sized pockerdaniel!&quot;

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Sera: Yes, most of the scrolls are holy scripture and the like. The temple would probably want them back... But one of them is different. It's in draconic.

Kiera:<font color="#000099">&quot;Behave, the pair of you.&quot;


 * Kiera looms.

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;What did you call me, you green-eyed monster?!&quot; &gt;:E

Alth:<font color="#990099">&quot;A bonnie lady!&quot; He yells, laughing, and quickly gets out of range.

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">In response to Sera, &quot;Be that as it may, I imagine the good Lady Yasalia would strike a better bargain than the racketeers here in the world who make a living off of selling magical paraphernalia.&quot;

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Hrf.&quot; The halfling goes back to looking over scrolls. &quot;The temple'll want these back. These are scripture... good stuff to keep on hand... hey, this one's different. Who reads dragon?&quot;

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">And as she looks back at the party... her gaze passes over the pedestal. She freezes.

Kiera:<font color="#000099">&quot;Mine's a little rusty, but I could give it a shot. Aurix?&quot;

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;... What happened to the statue?!&quot; D8{

Kasnok Strautraugvuras:<font color="#000000">&quot;I read it comrade. it is useful for knowing what twisted arcanists plan.&quot;

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Lapkat.

Kasnok Strautraugvuras:<font color="#000000">&quot;What was the statue of, small comrade of healing?&quot;

Alth:<font color="#990099">&quot;I didnae tak' it!&quot; The elf blurts defensively.


 * &quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock simply lingers in the entranceway, striking a fancy pose leaning upon his cane. The automatons loudly idle and fill the room with warm steam.

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;This pillar! It's supposed to support a statue of Yasalia! Where is it?!&quot; &gt;:E

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Doing a once over of the pedastal, are we?

Alth:<font color="#990099">&quot;I didnae tak' it!&quot; The elf blurts defensively again.

Kiera:<font color="#000099">&quot;Maybe one of the spiders ate it.&quot; Utterly nonchalant.

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Well.&quot;

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Search check, please.

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Where is everything else, by that logic.&quot;

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;The holy scriptures, the supplies that the spiders wouldn't eat.&quot;

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;The -corpses-.&quot;

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Har de har har, it's a relic of the faith, no spider would have bothered with it.&quot; &#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 2 + 2 = 4&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Search!

Ganti:<font color="#003200">... Nope.jpg.

Old Bombhands:<font color="#FF0000">=3=

Ganti:<font color="#003200">You can re-roll, though.


 * Serafina Cloudrunner points over toward the chest. &quot;You deaf, scaley? The scrolls have scripture on 'em.&quot;

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+2 = 5 + 2 = 7&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; The halfilng looks back at the pillar with a frown.


 * Kiera prods Aurix with the draconic-lettered scroll, for emphasis.

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">... I can't see shit. :| *brick'd*


 * &quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock saunters over and leans over Sera's shoulder. Search! &#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 17 + 10 = 27&#160;  &#187;

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Eh. Better. I'm going to assume you took 10? Or maybe 20?

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Ah, there we go.

Roland:<font color="#006666">&quot;This temple is big for just a statue and two chests.&quot;

Alth:<font color="#990099">The elf's just counting loot. Get his lazy ass to work!

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">You've been downsized. *brick'd*

Kiera: <font color="#99">(( dohohoho ))

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Your religion doesn't keep scripture in books, only scrolls? How strange.&quot;

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">Murdock points with his cane so suddenly that it makes a 'swoosh'. He indicates some subtle gouges and scrapes left in the stone.

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yasalia's true scripture is in the stars. Doesn't matter what form it takes down here -- ?!&quot;

Kiera: <font color="#99">(( joy, lagspiking :T ))

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Look here. Signs that some no doubt uncouth types saw fit to move the statue improperly. Why, if I had to wager a guess, I would say pirate looters.&quot;

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;I wonder how they let the lay folk tell the difference between magical scrolls and scripture.&quot;

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&gt;:| !

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; Which technically we also are, but we're sanctioned.&quot;

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Incidentally,&quot; He declares with vehemence,

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I recognize this species of arachnid. Indeed, indeed..&quot;

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..And it is not native. No, it is not at all. Something is fishy, here.&quot;

Kiera:<font color="#000099">&quot;Spidery, surely. Not fishy.&quot;

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;We got any trackers?&quot; The halfling bustles around. &quot;Whoever they are, they need strangling.&quot; &gt;:E

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I would more likely expect this particular species to be jungle-dwellers.. hmm..&quot;

Kasnok Strautraugvuras:<font color="#000000">&quot;So you are saying someone brought these in to cover their looting then, comrade?&quot;

You whisper to Ganti: On that note, any interesting smells in the temple? Scent, and all. :3

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;..Perhaps that's a clue? I'm not much one for gross geography.&quot;

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I am saying exactly that, comrade Kasnok.&quot;

Ganti whispers: Yup. Some. It smells... Cold?

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock: <font color="#ff0000">(( Afk 2 shakes. Time to cook! ))

Ganti whispers: You can't really describe the sent better then that. Not exactly stacking with the Jungle-dwelling spiders.

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Jungle, huh?&quot; Sniff. &quot;Doesn't explain why the place feels so cold, then.&quot;

Ganti whispers: Hm. You might even say wintery.

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Do they even have jungles in wintery places?&quot;

Ganti whispers: It smells VERY old, however. This was done a long time ago.

Kiera:<font color="#000099">Gears start turning, slowly... &quot;Aaand maybe... they came back every so often to clear up the bodies of the poor bastards the church sent here before us!&quot; she paces thoughtfully, &quot;Even if we don't know where the buggers might've come from, someone back at the mainland might.&quot;

You whisper to Ganti: Anything else I should know, or are you going to keep feeding me lines? :P *brick'd!!!*

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well. Something to bear in mind for our report.&quot; He walks over and idly sorts through some charred debris with his cane. &quot;In the meantime, I believe the letter of our contract was to sweep this locale for all traps, squatters, vermin, or otherwise unpleasant occupants, and evict and or enpleasant them.. yes..?&quot;

Ganti whispers: ... Sorry. Not exactly a fast typer. Whatever it was was alive, sorta. If a chunk of winter and darkness decided to get up and go for a walk, you'd expect it to smell like that.

Alth:<font color="#990099">&quot;You wanna ken th' odd thing ah found?&quot;

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;-- Anyway! Trackers. We got 'em? I need to know how long ago this was done. And so does the temple!&quot;

Kasnok Strautraugvuras:<font color="#000000">&quot;So, little healer comrade. I ask for clarification on our mission. Are we jsut to liberate this, or are we to find the perpetrators of this deed as well?&quot;

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">&#171; &#160;1d20+11+mod = 17 + 11 + 0 = 28&#160; <font color="#CC0066">&#187; Knowledge Geography check!

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">On possible cold locations in jungle environs.

Alth:<font color="#990099">&quot;Just th' chest wi' th' scrolls wis trapped.&quot;

Ganti whispers: Just liberate the temple.

Alth:<font color="#990099">So, this wis blatent sacrilige then?&quot;

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Your mission'll be over once you report in. I'm not gonna stand for this.&quot; &gt;:\

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Entirely possible.&quot;

Kiera:<font color="#000099">&quot;Why steal the entire statue, though? Lot of effort just to ruin someone's temple...&quot;

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;We'll have to see what the high priestess says. So. Everything clean as we can possibly make it?&quot;

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Although I frankly can't imagine who would hold such a grudge against such a sweet little goddess.&quot; It grows truly difficult to tell whether he is being genuine or sarcastic through all the strange mannerisms and showman tones.

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;'' Brr. '' Feels like something froze and died in here. We'll need to get someone out here to consecrate the place again, pronto. &quot;

Kasnok Strautraugvuras:<font color="#000000">&quot;I was just wondering if we should seek to bring these to justice before or after reporting in is all comrade.&quot;


 * Serafina Cloudrunner stands on a pile of wood to get a little closer to eye height with everyone else. :|

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;That's up to you, pirates. HEY, LONG-EARS!&quot;

Alth:<font color="#990099">&quot;I am daein' whitevur pays best.&quot;

Alth:<font color="#990099">&quot;WHOT.&quot;

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Did you check the other doors for traps, or are you just gonna play dragon with the trinkets some more?&quot;

Kasnok Strautraugvuras:<font color="#000000">&quot;I am an inquisitor and mage hunter. Is there possibility that arcaniists might have a grudge agaisnt your church?&quot;

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

Ganti:<font color="#003200">... Someone smack meany. I just Whispered him Plotish stuff for the check he made.

Alth:<font color="#990099">&quot;I'm putting thae in mah pockets fur... Fur... Shut up!&quot;

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Kasnok: Make a knowledge religion check.

Alth:<font color="#990099">He hurries over and checks the other doors. Any traps?

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Some. Most of them are kinda webbed up, though.

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 2 + 6 = 8&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; I'll do one, too. Does the church of Yasalia have any major enemies?

Kiera:<font color="#000099">&quot;I say we finish cleanup, get these chests back to the ship doubletime, get off this rock, file our report, and see what the temple has to say. I imagine they'll want our help anyways, if they've still got their hands tied with political issues.. perhaps your constructs would be so kind as to help with the heavy lifting, Mr Murdock?&quot;

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">... I should know this. AP. &#171; &#160;1d6 = 4&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">The dice hate me tonight. :B

Alth:<font color="#990099">Disarm all the traps! &quot;Done.&quot;

Kiera: <font color="#99">(( afk a sec, brb~ ))


 * Dr. Hatari returns, reads up.

Kasnok Strautraugvuras:<font color="#000000">I don't have know religion why I'm asking

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh, yes. That's one of their main functions. By all means.&quot;


 * &quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock points his cane to the chests and snaps twice.

Ganti whispers: No major enemies. You're kinda on iffy terms with Aeron's chruch as you seem to have had decent relations with Fisila's chruch in the past, but as a Close ally of Bran's church, they backed off. Parking an army of undead on someone's doorstep has that effect.

Heavy Automaton:<font color="#FF0000">The contruct that actually has functioning arms trods over slowly, and lifts up the chests. It is an adequate packmule.

Kiera:<font color="#000099">&quot;Fantastic.&quot;

You whisper to Ganti: Aeron is the god of what, again? And Fisila is..? ^^;;;

Ganti whispers: Aeron is the major elf deity. Fisila was the one he replaced. Fisila is a Sun goddes, but Aeron is leaning HEAVILY towards being a tyrant.

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">Attack of the family drama.


 * Kasnok Strautraugvuras goes to help with the moving

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;I can't think of anyobdy who'd do this off the top of my head...&quot; The halfling is muttering half to herself while supervising the constucts' work. &quot;Sure, Aeron's folk don't like us too much because we've been friendly to Fisila's, but after Bran's church helped out they've backed off...&quot;

Heavy Automaton:<font color="#FF0000">You could pretty much just use a rope or chain and ridiculously overload this automaton with crates and baggage; it wouldn't complain. Consider dem chests carried.

Ganti whispers: Aeron doesn't have much to do with cold, anyway.

Alth:<font color="#990099">&quot;Eh. Gods. Mair trauchle than they're worth. Likelie some demon or something.&quot;

Kasnok Strautraugvuras:<font color="#000000">yes but even with 5 str damage I'm still at 18 and more than capable of pulling ym weight

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;But if it was Aeron, doesn't explain why it feels like the inside of a rancid icebox in here.&quot; &gt;:\

Ganti whispers: About the only relgious thing that was left untouched was the chest of scripture and lore... And that seems to be because of the lock and trap.

Heavy Automaton:<font color="#FF0000">Quit trying to justify your strength and leave the packing to the mule. *bricked*

Kasnok Strautraugvuras:<font color="#000000">as he's carrying, and towards alth. &quot;I agree, gods are far more trouble dealing with than it's worth, comrade.&quot;

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Well.&quot;

Kiera:<font color="#000099">&quot;Aye. I'd wager this was cultists, not an organized church job. Let's head back, if we're done.&quot;

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;If memory serves, there was mention of political issues keeping other church personel from helping, no?&quot;

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Be careful with those scrolls!&quot; &gt;:E

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Perhaps there's more to hear back there than we expect.&quot;

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Back in the big junggles, we had this strange monster that could put out lights and radiated cold. Killed everyone who came too close to it.&quot;

Heavy Automaton:<font color="#FF0000">UNRECOGNIZED COMMAND. *dumps scrolls* =3= *bricked*

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;It was apparently migratory, so perhaps it came out here.&quot;

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">Suddenly, halfling in your grill. &quot;Tell me more.&quot;

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;That's all there is to tell.&quot;

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;On an island?&quot;

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;We didn't even get a description before the witnesses died.&quot;

Alth:<font color="#990099">&quot;Scrolls burn crakin', richt? Mibbie we cuid mak' a fire..&quot; He says, grinning.

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

Roland:<font color="#006666">((Has anyone looked up?))

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">NEVER.

Kiera:<font color="#000099">&quot;Pff, sounds like the sort of story used to scare kids into behaving and going to bed, if you ask me.&quot;

Roland:<font color="#006666">((I can't hood gets in the way.))

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;I am at perfect height to stab my dagger into your femoral artery, long-ears.&quot;

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Oh, little thing.&quot;

Alth:<font color="#990099">&quot;I dinnae ken whit that is, sae ah likelie dinnae huv yin, short stop.&quot;

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;It carried some form of airborne disease with it.&quot;

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Shall we find out?&quot; &gt;:\

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Mmmndeed..&quot;

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Was what killed the witnesses, and would probably have killed the scouts sent to find it, had it still been around.&quot;


 * &quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock makes a few pointing gestures. Bombhands tromps off into the other passages to explore the last bits of the temple for certain.

Kasnok Strautraugvuras:<font color="#000000">&quot;Did it eat the corpses of it's victems?&quot;

Old Bombhands:<font color="#FF0000">He goes on a grand exploratory adventure. =3=

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;I do not know.&quot;

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Any more spiders hanging around up top?&quot; &#171; &#160;1d20+13 = 14 + 13 = 27&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Spot check up toward the dim ceiling.

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Nope. No more spiders, but there are lots of webs... Some of which look to be cut.

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;... some of those webs are cut.&quot;

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Almost as if something was REMOVED from there...


 * Kasnok Strautraugvuras attempts to climb up and check it out up close.

Kasnok Strautraugvuras:<font color="#000000">(Climb Check : &#171; &#160;1d20+6 = 9 + 6 = 15&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;)

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Hmm. ''Hmm. HMMMMM.&quot;''

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Whatever it was must've come back for something the spiders got.&quot;

Kasnok Strautraugvuras:<font color="#000000">-2 for being weak

Kiera:<font color="#000099">&quot;This is all very enlightening but if we stand around here all day our ride is going to leave because they're going to assume we wound up like all the others sent here!&quot; Ooh, rising tone of annoyance there.

Ganti:<font color="#003200">You get about half way up the wall and then slip. You manage to prevent any falling damage, however.

Kasnok Strautraugvuras:<font color="#000000">&quot;Then why don't you go and let them know we are investigating further, comrade capitan?&quot;

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;My hypothesis has evolved thusly; brigands are preying upon the clergy of this temple, and collecting the loot of the explorers routinely sent here! Scoundrels.&quot;

Kiera:<font color="#000099">&quot;I said that about ten minutes ago!&quot; she snaps her fingers for the mulebot and stomps off back to the ship, muttering.

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;What clergy, Seamus? This place was lost to the temple a long time ago. That's why we're here. Reclaiming it.&quot; =w=

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;But now it has peer review!&quot;


 * Kasnok Strautraugvuras makes another attempt to climb (Climb Check : &#171; &#160;1d20+6-2 = 12 + 6 - 2 = 16&#160;  &#187;)

Alth: <font color="#990099">(( sorry I'm quiet. math homework ))

Aurixsauriv: <font color="#cc0066">(( It's okay. ))

Aurixsauriv: <font color="#cc0066">(( I'm having to deal with a crying mom who has discovered *GASP* that her daughter is hanging out with people she doesn't like. ))

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Yup. You get up to take a look. It's kinda tricky, but you manage. The webs were half cut half torn. Something sharpish but heavy was used on them...

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">To Sera, &quot;Precisely. We -- or more accurately, our waves of less fortunate predecessors -- are being harvested by the traps and vermin that brigands left here. Easier than a personal waylay, and with richer rubes than one could expect to find in a merchant caravan. A rather ingenius plot, all told.&quot;

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;... hmm.&quot;


 * Old Bombhands finishes his exploration. Ignored by master. =3=

Kasnok Strautraugvuras:<font color="#000000">&quot;These were as much torn as cut...somethign big and heavy..Either a badly sharpened sword..or maybe a jagged claw or tooth? Maybe tool not meant for it?&quot;

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh well let's go.&quot; Such a sudden change of heart.

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;I lend my support to Murdock's theory.&quot;

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;For what it's worth.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Something is throttling client frames like crazy now.

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Fine. We've done what we can. It's up to the High Priestess what's to be done now.&quot;

Ganti:<font color="#003200">:52 lagcheck?

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">:52

Liatai:<font color="#000000">:52 at :53, but I suspect it just ticked over.

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Okay, I'm caught up.

Ganti:<font color="#003200">As is Lia!

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Excelent.

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;You're not stuck up there, are you, Kas?&quot;


 * Kiera seems glad to be back in the fresh air. <font size="2" color="green">&quot;Theological nonsense, the lot of it.&quot;

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Hey, Alth?&quot;

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;May I see one of those scrolls? I thought I saw draconic characters. :v&quot;

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;T'is my trade, Ms. Kiera.&quot; *w*

Ganti:<font color="#003200">... Sera's got it. Pretty sure.

Kiera:<font color="#000099">They're in the chests, which are being carried by the mulebot.

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Scrolls're on the ship, scaly. So if you wanna see it, let's go.&quot;

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">All of the scrolls?

Kiera:<font color="#000099">&quot;Theological nonsense, or regular nonsense?&quot;

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">Away!

Kasnok Strautraugvuras:<font color="#000000">&quot;No, just looking around.&quot; (Spot Check : &#171; &#160;1d20+1 = 20 + 1 = 21&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;) about how big was the stuff in it?

Alth:<font color="#990099">&quot;Lad, if ah gang anywhere near they scrolls, short stuff thare gives me th' evil eye.&quot;

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I consider myself something of a generalist.&quot; He examines a glove.

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">'Dock and the bots make their way back to the ship, with swag in tow.

Kasnok Strautraugvuras:<font color="#000000">&quot;comrades...I think the people sent here were stored up here by the spiders..and someone came adn collected them after. There was people here..and whoever ripped em out didn't care what they cut into.&quot;

Kiera:<font color="#000099">Back to the ship, back to the ship, woo!

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;All the more reason to hunt those bastards down.&quot;

Kiera: <font color="#99">(( Murdock you've got dog on your face. ))

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;How dare they affect more clever piracy than ourselves!&quot;

Kiera: <font color="#99">(( you big disgrace! ))

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">WHY IS THIS EVEN HERE &gt;:O

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It's a cousin of the celestial Corgis, perhaps? :B *brick'd*

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Oh, right. That.


 * Ganti was planning on yoinking it for Summon monster I, if he ever got that.

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Yoinked.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">(I haven't been tempted to write up a blurb about Pembroke, the saint of Corgis, someday, no, totally haven't. &gt;.&gt; Domains Animal and Good at least. *BRICK'D*)

Roland:<font color="#006666">((I get the feeling i mised alot while I just stared at the wrong map for the last hour like an idiot))

Kiera: <font color="#99">(( X3 ))

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

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Yes. You missed some Plotz.

Roland:<font color="#006666">((I was reading the chat, just not anything happening on the map.))

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Ah. No, not much was happening on the map.

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">Whenever the rest of the party gets off their lingering duffs, ready to proceed back to the ship.


 * Roland gives the ruined temple one last look, then heads off to the ship

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">I'm waiting for Kas to get off the ceiling before he falls and breaks his fool neck. :\

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">Once he does, yes, a halfling shall follow.

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">I wish I had prepared feather fall.

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">But nay.

Ganti:<font color="#003200">... Gm Fiat. Kas is now off the celing and at the ship. As is Alth.


 * Alth glances over.. he was never on the ceiling.

Kiera: <font color="#99">(( The ceiling was on you all along! ))

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">I invented a stopwatch to look at impatiently while waiting on you!


 * Kasnok Strautraugvuras heads out (sorry lot of people over and dealing with stuff)

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">Unless you're gonna help with my math homework, shut it. :p

sharpshot4321:<font color="#006666">Well, you start with 1+1=2, and its simple from there.

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Okay, you're all now on the trip back. Unless anyone had something they REALLY WANTED to do?

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">p^(3/5)*(p^(2/5) - 2p^(7/5))

Kiera:<font color="#000099">Not I. Let's get back to the mainland already o:

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">Don't forget to heal your Strength damage, Kas! Seven days is plenty long enough to fix it.


 * &quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock goes about his business on the trip back. Unfortunately, his business is often the art of bombcraft. &#171; &#160;1d20+1d20+1d20+1d20+1d20+1d20+1d20+ = 5 + 11 + 13 + 19 + 4 + 17 + 8 = 77&#160;  &#187;

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Weeks worth of RP stuff go. Or should I just assume that we're low enough on players (Ghost, Rail, and meany barely on) that it should be called now?

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">But the future refused to explode.

Kasnok Strautraugvuras:<font color="#000000">I am strong once more!

Kiera:<font color="#000099">&quot;But why's all the rum gone?!&quot;

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Ask the alcoholic.&quot;

Kasnok Strautraugvuras:<font color="#000000">how else did I get strong agian?

Liatai:<font color="#000000">SMILEEEEEEY &gt;:O


 * Alth burps loudly.

Kasnok Strautraugvuras:<font color="#000000">whoops

Kasnok Strautraugvuras:<font color="#000000">fixing it on laptop

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">Sau polls the shipmates, see if any are interested in WIZURDRY.

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">Well, there's nothing especially disruptive coming from 'dock's nest on this trip. He quietly accumulates another week of construction progress. Which I will probably determine the results of later, when I'm less totally flooded with IRL work. *sagenod*

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Sau: Are you taking a look at that scroll?

Kiera:<font color="#000099">Nothing interesting going on here for now. Zz. And no explosions? That's good. That's always good.


 * Kasnok Strautraugvuras would of attempted to lred it as well unless someone stopped him

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Ired?

Kasnok Strautraugvuras:<font color="#000000">read

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Ah.

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Well, for whoever want's to read the scroll... Gimme a spellcraft check.

Kasnok Strautraugvuras:<font color="#000000">(Spellcraft Check : &#171; &#160;1d20+8 = 3 + 8 = 11&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;)

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">&#171; &#160;1d20+14+mod = 16 + 14 + 0 = 30&#160; <font color="#CC0066">&#187; Spellcraft check!

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">Shazam.

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Sau: I assume you're the one who's doing it first?

Aurixsauriv: <font color="#cc0066">(( Being summoned to take care of other people's dogs. ))

Aurixsauriv: <font color="#cc0066">(( I hates it. ))

Aurixsauriv: <font color="#cc0066">(( And yes. ))

Kasnok Strautraugvuras:<font color="#000000">kas would of attempted to get ahold of it first. cause he's interested in blasphemy

sharpshot4321:<font color="#006666">Summoning phantom... Summoning failed. Summoning failed. Summoning failed. Your world has been invaded by an evil spirit.

Ganti:<font color="#003200">... Tough luck. Sau rolled higher, so he goes first.

Ganti:<font color="#003200">.... Should I just throw my hands up and call the game? Everyone seems to be Eleswhere or busy.

Kiera: <font color="#99">(( I'm paying attention! _&gt; ))

sharpshot4321:<font color="#006666">Im here, just not alot to say.

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">&gt;&gt;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Same, here, just not a lot to say. ^^;

Aurixsauriv: <font color="#cc0066">(( I'm trying to figure out what Sau would say about this. ))

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Do you lot NEED an engraved invitation to RP?!

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Good lord, you lot. Weeks worth of travel time! Do stuff!

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">Doo dee doo.


 * Kasnok Strautraugvuras is trying to find out about scroll but havent been given any info

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">Off to see the Roland.

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

Kiera: <font color="#99">(( last time we did too much and you had to nudge things to get us to stop! :V ))


 * Ganti headdesks.

Kiera: <font color="#99">(( welcome to being a GM. having fun yet? :3 ))

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">Oh. Pardon. I was on my sheet for a few moments doing a craft calculation for an invention I just thought of.


 * Roland is either sitting on bed if daytime, or on deck if night.


 * Liatai pats. &quot;Sometimes you do need to give your players a little hint or nudge to get things rolling. ^^;;; &quot;

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Roland, here. If you're having problems still, this should help you. A scroll of invisibility. I already have the spell in my book, and can make more if needed, so it can help you more than it can me. Unless Kas wants it. But since he is likely going to try decapitating me if I bring it up to him, you're first on the list.&quot;

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">Scroll offered.


 * Kasnok Strautraugvuras comes looking for aurix

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Also, you lot get Hammocks. Not beds.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">For the record, narration (like, any at all) is a cue for us to begin/stop things of our own designs. Not that it will stop the Texans from multi-tasking.

Kasnok Strautraugvuras:<font color="#000000">&quot;Arcanist! What happened to the scroll we found!&quot;

Kasnok Strautraugvuras: <font color="#0">(( is not doing anything except this and dealing with guests, which as they have settled down waiting for roomate to show up, means not much at all but this now ))

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">Ohhhh I just thought of an invention. Use Tech Device! &#171; &#160;1d20+22 = 15 + 22 = 37&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; &#171;  &#160;1d20+22 = 9 + 22 = 31&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187; DCs: 24


 * Kiera is doing what cats do best; sleep. When she's not doing that, she's probably pacing around the ship. ...brace for explosions.

Ganti:<font color="#003200">I thought I gave you lot narration.


 * Ganti is falling behind a bit, most likely.

Roland:<font color="#006666">&quot;It would be of better use in someone elses hands.&quot;

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">The halfling trots around the ship each day, checking on people. &quot;Hey, Kasnok. How're you feeling today?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">I want to be supportive, but what is effectively 'go' is not really what I had in mind with that statement. &gt;.&gt;

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

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Eh.

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Why hello, Kas!&quot;

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;I was just showing Roland the scroll, which is of invisibility by the way.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">MATH IS DONE

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;I can cast this spell on my own already, so it was probably one of you who would use it.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Bout time. &gt;:v

Kiera: <font color="#99">(( HUZZAH ))

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;And Roland got priority because you keep trying to kill me and make it look like an accident.&quot;

Kasnok Strautraugvuras:<font color="#000000">&quot;So it is magic then?&quot;

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

Kasnok Strautraugvuras:<font color="#000000">&quot;I demand to examine it to make sure it does not abuse Kroma in it's use.&quot;


 * Alth jerks awake. &quot;Eh? Huh?&quot; Demopan.

Roland:<font color="#006666">&quot;Are you going to do this to everything we find?&quot;

Kasnok Strautraugvuras:<font color="#000000">&quot;Until I am sure that you will not seek to twist kroma in dishonorable ways like most arcanists. &quot;

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;HEY! KASNOK!&quot; &gt;:|

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Status report!&quot; &gt;:E

Alth:<font color="#990099">&quot;What's gaun on?&quot; The elf asks, rubbing his blood-shot eyes.

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">--There is an unprovoked hiss-ZAP as a blindingly bright phosphorescent white ray pierces 'dock's quarters and goes streaking off into the horizon. &quot; Terribly sorry!&quot;

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Go ahead, Kas. As I said I can cast it already.&quot;


 * Kasnok Strautraugvuras turns halfway to check on serafina, but keeps an eye on aur

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Hey, Murdock!&quot;

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;That looked like too much magnesium!&quot;

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">&quot; Quit making things up, shaman!&quot;

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;As soon as you stop trying to kill everyone in that general direction!&quot;


 * Serafina Cloudrunner steps around so she can get where Kas can see her without twisting his head too much. Healer stare. :|


 * Kasnok Strautraugvuras takes the scroll.

Kasnok Strautraugvuras:<font color="#000000">&quot;Thank you little arcanist. and as far as status...you are the healer. how am I doing? I feel better, but you can probably tell me more.&quot;

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">&#171; &#160;(3*5*25*.75) = Invalid expression: (3*5*25*.75).&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+10 = 13 + 10 = 23&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187; Heal check Heal check... &quot;Then get down here and lemme see.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Doesn't like decimals.

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;... yeah, you look fine, comrade. Good job not making it worse.&quot;

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">which map are we on?? ^^;;; /hyuuint

Kiera: <font color="#99">(( it likes decimals fine you probably just confused it ))

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

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot; Now I'm doing it. &quot; =w=;

Kiera: <font color="#99">(( &#171; &#160;(3.5*25)*0.75 = 3.5 * 25 * 0.75 = 65.625&#160; <font color="#99">&#187; ))

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">IMMMAAAGGIINNNAAATTIOOON

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

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">&#171; &#160;(3*5*25*0.75) = 3 * 5 * 25 * 0.75 = 281.25&#160; <font color="#FF0000">&#187;

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Yeah, you have to put a 0 before the decimals. :3

Alth:<font color="#990099">&quot;LET ME TRY.&quot;Collective group cringe.

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">Auri goes down to the site of the latest Murdock Incident.

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

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Heyo Glitch.

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">If only I had Make Whole.

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">But yeah, he helps out fixing things.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">holy -shiz-, there's so many people connected

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;SHUT UP, YOU'RE MAKING MY HEAD HURT AND YOU'RE HUNG OVER.&quot; &gt;:E

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I mean, hi. :B

Alth:<font color="#990099">&quot;I'm nae hung ower ye'r hung over!&quot;

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;I CAN SEE YOUR BLOODSHOT EYES FROM HERE.&quot;

Kiera:<font color="#000099">&quot;Both of you stop shouting or I'm going to tie you to the prow until we make port!&quot;

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;DRINK SOMETHING WITHOUT ALCOHOL IN IT.&quot;

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;He started it.&quot; :|

Alth:<font color="#990099">&quot;I'm nae shouting ye'r shouting!!&quot;

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Hey, Murdock.&quot;

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Why don't you rebuild Bombhands' hands?&quot;


 * &quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock is in his lab presently, working away.

Kasnok Strautraugvuras:<font color="#000000">&quot;I do not think the health fo the crew would benifit from comrade healer being tied to the prow. Long eared comrade being tied thusly will be doubtful to affect the crew though mid transit.&quot;


 * Aurixsauriv is presently fixing the holes Murdock just punched in said lab. And the rest of the ship.

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Pfah. It is perfectly functional as it is. Besides. I've been at work creating a new fleet of automata. Service models to assist with shipwork, or personal contrivances.&quot;

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;BEHOLD;&quot;

Aurixsauriv: <font color="#cc0066">(( Oh god. ))

Alth:<font color="#990099">&quot;Yeah, listen tae th' muckle guy, fur yer crunchy 'n' taste guid wi' ketchup!&quot;

Aurixsauriv: <font color="#cc0066">(( Doctor Weird from ATHF. ))

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W36pKI6qNKo

Roland:<font color="#006666">((no, he didn't start with &quot;Gentlemen!&quot;. So were ok on that.))

Scrap Automaton #2:<font color="#FF0000">..Well, these are approximately the sorriest excuses for bipedal beings you have ever witnessed.

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;They look like a stiff breeze could eviscerate them.&quot;


 * Kiera likes the one with the bow tie.

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;But that's okay so long as you didn't give them the capacity to feel pain.&quot;

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Better than your 'oh Murdock why don't you fix his hands'! Never waste time on the past, I say.&quot;

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Why are you agreeing with him, idiot? He's saying tying you to the prow wouldn't hurt anybody in the long run, while tying me to the prow wouldn't make for good health for the crew.&quot;

Alth:<font color="#990099">&quot;Hey. Murdock.&quot;

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;But you could built Bombhands hands that are bombs.&quot;

Alth:<font color="#990099">&quot;You shuid mak' him shoot knives.&quot;

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Put your bombhands formula to use.&quot;

Kiera:<font color="#000099">&quot;One, because he's drunk. Two, 'he started it' is not a valid excuse.&quot;

Alth:<font color="#990099">&quot;Out o' his eyes.&quot;

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;KNIFE EYE ATTACK, you say?&quot;

Alth:<font color="#990099">&quot;Aye!&quot;

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Whatever. His liver. He can live with cirrhosis and chronic dehydration and all that if he wants to.&quot; =w=;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Something on this map does not like me shifting the camera. &gt;:.

Kiera: <font color="#99">(( the abandoned temple? I blame the long LoS outside &gt;_&gt; ))

Kasnok Strautraugvuras:<font color="#000000">&quot;But, I am going to check out this scroll. I will be below&quot; He heads to some secluded cooridor

Alth:<font color="#990099">&quot;HOW DRY AYE YAAAAAAMMM&quot;


 * Dr. Hatari invents and crafts and tokens~ Ready for timeskip to arrival point anytime.

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;DRINK SOME WATER&quot;

Alth:<font color="#990099">&quot;I AM.&quot;

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;WATER WITHOUT ADDED ALCOHOLIC CONTENT.&quot;


 * Alth pours more rum into the water.

Alth:<font color="#990099">&quot;WHOT. CANNAE HEAR YOU.&quot;

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;IF YOU DON'T HYDRATE YOURSELF I'LL END UP NEEDING TO DO IT FOR YOU. BY FORCE. WITH NEEDLES INVOLVED.&quot;

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;YOU DON'T WANT THAT. SO DRINK WATER.&quot; &gt;:|

Alth:<font color="#990099">&quot;You huv tae catch me foremaist, short legs!&quot;

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">Hey, Alth.


 * Kiera muses on the prospect of throwing Alth overboard so he'll have plenty of water to drink. :T

Alth:<font color="#990099">Whot.

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">Hey, Alth. Make a will save versus 15.

Alth:<font color="#990099">No.

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Okay, after a week of Alth being a drunken lout, Kasnok looking for excuses to kill the magic users, Murdock blowing things up, Roland being a mysterious cloaked individual, Sau doing weird magic stuff, Kiera being Kiera and Sera having to put up with all of it, you're all in port. Time to go report to the temple?

Alth:<font color="#990099">YOU TAKE THAT BACK. I'm no lout.

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">You're a cur.

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">You're right. You're a sot.

Kiera:<font color="#000099">A rapscallion!

Alth:<font color="#990099">Bite me, half-height!

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">Eat Color Spray!

Kiera:<font color="#000099">Back to the temple, yes. With chests in tow.


 * &quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock departs the airship with quite a little fleet of machines CLANKING AND HISSING behind him. =3=

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">Need I remind you that the easiest target for me to bite is your tall-legs crotch? :|

Alth:<font color="#990099">Aren't you supposed to buy me dinner first?

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">EAT YOUR GODDESS-DAMNED VEGETABLES.

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">Anyway. Temple!

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Ah, this map is much faster.

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Where are those scrolls, scrolls, scrolls, the high priestess needs to see those, outta my way!&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Probably the LoS calculation shenanigans.

Kiera:<font color="#000099">&quot;They're in the box being carried by the one with hands, calm down.&quot;

Heavy Automaton:<font color="#FF0000">The seemingly blind machine is carrying the lootboxes still. It hasn't stopped for a week. =3=

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Okay, everyone should be on the Temple of Yasalia map, right?


 * &quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock sniffs sharply and surveys the temple floor upon arrival. The machines make a small racket in his wake.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Ayup. Looks like we're all token'd and there.

Kiera: <font color="#99">(( indeedy ))

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Well, I had to swap the tokens for Sharp and Ghost...

Ganti:<font color="#003200">But other then that, you're correct.

Alth:<font color="#990099">I never copy pasted, sorry

Kasnok Strautraugvuras:<font color="#000000">((afk need to go to close by train station to pick up gf who's coming in))

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Okay...

Alth: <font color="#990099">(( that's afk for me too, seeing how I'm the driver. :3 ))

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot; Safe and sound, guided by Your Star. &quot; Sera mutters a short prayer, bowing her head after gazing upon the statue. Then she snaps back into action again. &quot;C'mon, let's go report.&quot;

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Okay again.

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Indubiously.&quot;

Heavy Automaton:<font color="#FF0000">The floor...

Old Bombhands:<font color="#FF0000">...is scuffed!!

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">March march. =3=

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">Oh, a chair. =w=


 * Kiera flops into a seat on arrival, relaxing. Yes, comfy chairs good. &quot;One temple de-spidered and disarmed of traps. We brought back some presents, too. The box with the scrolls, Mr Murdock?&quot;

Elisavet Michelakos:<font color="#003200">Well this is new... She wasn't here last time.


 * Serafina Cloudrunner bows. &quot;High Priestess, Historian, Champion, we're back. We bring good and bad news.&quot;


 * &quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock snaps his fingers in the air twice, meaningfully. &quot;Deposit the chests for our sponors, Automaton.&quot;

High Priestess Calista:<font color="#003200">&quot;Oh? Elaborate please.&quot;

Heavy Automaton:<font color="#FF0000">The machine tromps forward a few paces and lowers the chests without ceremony.

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">Now riverdance.

Scrap Automaton #4:<font color="#FF0000">The failure is catastrophic. *bricked*

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;The good news is, the temple's been cleared of spiders and traps. The bad news is... the statue of Yasalia is gone, removed roughly. All of the artifacts except for this box of scrolls were gone. And someone, or something, stole all the bodies and effects of those who have gone before.&quot;


 * Bedwyr the Champion opens them, closes the one with the actual loot in it and takes the box full of scrolls to Giles. He doesn't even seem to be putting in any effort...

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;The spiders were a jungle breed, Seamus said... and the place... it smelled wrong. Like cold and darkness. Pirates! Your theories.&quot;

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh, yes. Giant arachnids, you know. Certainly not native.&quot;

Kiera:<font size="2" color="#000099">&quot;Spiders should never be that big.&quot;

Giles the Historian:<font color="#003200">The high preistess was about to open her mouth, but Giles cuts in. &quot;... Cold and Darkness, you say? In THAT temple? Problematic.&quot;


 * High Priestess Calista gives Giles a sharp look. &quot;... Explain.&quot;

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I just chalked it up to a chilly evening, myself.&quot;

Giles the Historian:<font color="#003200">&quot;Mm... Where to begin, where to begin...&quot; Giles ruminates some. &quot;Tricky, tricky, tricky.&quot;

Scrap Automaton #2:<font color="#FF0000">One of the scrap automatons explodes without warning and scatters lightly steaming parts across the floor. O.o;;

Giles the Historian whispers: Give me a sense motive at +5. He's... bad at hiding things, and you know him pretty well.

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;I can fix that,&quot; comments an unfazed Murdock. =3=

You whisper to Ganti: &#171; &#160;1d20+4+5 = 14 + 4 + 5 = 23&#160;&#187;

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Well if you paid attention to when they catch fire, you wouldn't -need- to.&quot;

Giles the Historian whispers: He's stalling.

Kiera:<font color="#000099">&quot;Didn't seem that cold to me, but...&quot; she just sort of gives a little wave. Fuzzy, y'know. The collapse barely registers with her. &quot;It was a pretty organized job, whoever did it.&quot;


 * Serafina Cloudrunner starts, rubbing her ear. &gt;:\


 * &quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock points his cane. &quot;You mind your witchcraft and listen what our good hosts have to say.&quot;

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Yeah. Let's hear it, Giles. What do you know?&quot;

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;You stop trying to kill us with your exploding minions.&quot;

Old Bombhands:<font color="#FF0000">Save us. D|

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">Quiet. *bop*


 * Roland ignores the others shenanigans and listens quietly to the historian

Giles the Historian:<font color="#003200">He' gives Serafina a sharipsh glance. &quot;... Heh. Still not any good at hiding things, am I? Ah well. It goes back to our, ah, disagreement, with the temple of Aeron. The data recorded in that temple... that which you just delivered to us... I'm pretty sure it's the root cause of it.&quot;

Giles the Historian:<font color="#003200">&quot;It's not the only cause, mind you. His grip over the elves has been tightening over the ages, and they were looking for other, less oprressive deities to follow...&quot; He's rambling off on the various causes. Sense motive. Again.

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&#171; &#160;1d20+4+5 = 14 + 4 + 5 = 23&#160; <font color="#000000">&#187;

Roland:<font color="#006666">((You want all of us to roll?))

Giles the Historian:<font color="#003200">Yes, all of you.

Kiera:<font color="#000099">Sense Motive check! &#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 13 + 3 = 16&#160; <font color="#000099">&#187;

Roland:<font color="#006666">16

<font color="#006666"> Sense Movtive check!

* &quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock senses motives. &#171; &#160;1d20+3 = 3 + 3 = 6&#160;  &#187;

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">&#171; &#160;1d20+1+mod = 11 + 1 + 0 = 12&#160; <font color="#CC0066">&#187; Charisma check!

Giles the Historian whispers: He's not precisely stalling... about half of it is honestly him attempting to educate you.

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Giles. I know this is very interesting. But get back to the disagreement with the temple of Aeron and the scrolls.&quot;

Giles the Historian: <font color="#3200">(( ... And dinner. ))

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;We have folks here who don't know about that business, after all.&quot;

Giles the Historian: <font color="#3200">(( Lousy timing, that was. ))

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Let's all go to the lobby~

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Let's all go to the lobby~

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Let's all go to the lobby~

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">And murder some heathen scum~

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">WE RETURN

Kasnok Strautraugvuras:<font color="#000000">back

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

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">You've hacked our brains.

Arcalane:<font color="#000099">Nice timing. The GM went AFK for dinner.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">To make us think you're back.

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">Alth has a faceful of cogs.


 * Arcalane hacks Meany's brain. With an axe.

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">cogs? what. XP

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">oh exploding minion. XP

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">He had a good run.

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">For a minion.

Arcalane:<font color="#000099">For all of an hour.

Roland:<font color="#006666">a stiff breeze came through. You know how minions and oxygen react.

Arcalane:<font color="#000099">Spontaneous combustion, ho!


 * Dr. Hatari launches Black Mesa.


 * Ghostwish dons an organe armor suit.

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">*orange

Arcalane:<font color="#000099">They're waiting for you, Murdock. In the test chamber.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Murdock suddenly reminds me of Cave Johnson.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;People say science is built on the shoulders of giants. We here ad Murdock Industrial don't believe in that. All our science is done from scratch, no hand-holding.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;WHAT IS TWO PLUS TWO.&quot;

Roland:<font color="#006666">&quot;Lemon&quot;

Alth:<font color="#990099">THESE MOON ROCKS ARE THE BREAST ROCKS EVER MAN

Alth:<font color="#990099">You had to read twice to notice I said breast.

Arcalane:<font color="#000099">Nope.

Roland:<font color="#006666">no i didn't


 * Arcalane /gutterbrain.

Giles the Historian:<font color="#003200">Okay, back.

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

Roland:<font color="#006666">wb

Giles the Historian:<font color="#003200">Lets see here... Where was I?

Arcalane:<font color="#000099">Quick, everyone back in-character!

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

Kiera: <font color="#99">(( rambling history lessons ))


 * &quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock hides his gameboy.

Giles the Historian:<font color="#003200">Oh yes. Giles was exersising his right to be an old, rambling man.

Alth:<font color="#990099">We have two liars here.


 * Kasnok Strautraugvuras looks around, totally lost


 * Giles the Historian sighs. &quot;... Oh, very well. The scrolls... if they are what I think they are... record our discovery of why, presicely, Aeron succeded in seizeng power from Fisila.&quot;

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">Sau whispers to Roland: &quot;Who are they, again?&quot;

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Oh? Theological debate, is it?&quot;

Alth:<font color="#990099">&quot;Boring god stuff, gotcha, sae, howfur muckle ur we getting paid?&quot;

Kasnok Strautraugvuras:<font color="#000000">&quot;Does this Aeron or Fisila support rogue arcanists?&quot;

Roland:<font color="#006666">leans a little closer to Sau and whispers &quot;I think they are both elven gods.&quot;

Giles the Historian:<font color="#003200">&quot;Not... quite debate. Most people know that Fisilia had been the highest of the Elven gods and the drow rebellion somehow shook up the pantheon and mortals enough that Aeron came to power instead...&quot;

Alth:<font color="#990099">&quot;After a', that's a' a lie. Fisila abandoned us, goin awa Aeron tae patch us back up.&quot;

Giles the Historian:<font color="#003200">He sighs. &quot;... And if Aeron had his way, that would be all anyone ever knew. These scrolls... they record the truth. He doesn't want that to come out, you see.&quot;

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;And how, may I ask, did he succeed the goddess? Out of sheer curiosity as a dabbler in historical matters.&quot;

Giles the Historian:<font color="#003200">&quot;They are... This chest was trapped, was it not?&quot;


 * Giles the Historian changes topics completely, out of the blue.


 * Liatai returns from sacred canine duty.

High Priestess Calista:<font color="#003200">&quot;... On topic, please.&quot;

Alth:<font color="#990099">&quot;Wait a seicont. Does this mean this is something that bahookie clown doesn't waant a' body tae know?&quot;

High Priestess Calista: <font color="#3200">(( WB. ))

Giles the Historian:<font color="#003200">&#171; &#160;1d20+15 = 14 + 15 = 29&#160; <font color="#003200">&#187; ish knowledge History check!

Kiera:<font color="#000099">Thoughtful face. &quot;If this was done by Aeron's people, why would they leave the records in one piece?&quot;

Giles the Historian:<font color="#003200">&quot;Mm. It's unlikely that Aeron's people did this. Oh no. Not them. Not their style at all. Worse. Much worse then a would-be tyrant such as he...&quot;

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Not just brigands, you say? Then who?&quot;

Giles the Historian:<font color="#003200">&quot;... It would be best if you seacsed to persue that line of inquiery... Forces far beyond your ability to deal with gather, I fear.&quot;

Kiera:<font color="#000099">&quot;Well that's encouraging.&quot;

Giles the Historian:<font color="#003200">Glasses off, polishing vigorusly. &quot;Or, at least, that's what I would like to say. They probably observed you and your success where their trap and are likely to be moving against you soon...&quot;

Kiera:<font color="#000099">&quot;Also encouraging!&quot;

Giles the Historian:<font color="#003200">&quot;Then again, who can say how their mind works? I have chatted with Balors that are more in-line with how mortals think then these...&quot;

Roland:<font color="#006666">&quot;... You talk with Balors?&quot;

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;So then it should be no problem to spill the proverbial beans anyways.&quot; =w=

Kiera:<font color="#000099">&quot;Might as well let us know what we'll probably have coming after us, mm.&quot;

Alth:<font color="#990099">&quot;Wait whit wur ye daein' talking tae demons?&quot;

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Especially since whoever they were, they defiled our temple and set it up as a deathtrap.&quot; &gt;:\

Giles the Historian:<font color="#003200">&quot;Only once. I would have prefered to avoid it enteirly...&quot; He plucks a scroll out of the chest seemingly at random, and begins to read. &quot;... For creatures of Ice and Darkness, are they, the plauge spreads before them, and behind them the Sun Lies Dead...&quot; He sighs. &quot;These are indeed the scrolls I thought they were.&quot;

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066"> &quot;I hate all that flowery speech.&quot;

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066"> &quot;Needlessly complicating a description for the sake of showing off.&quot;

Alth:<font color="#990099">&quot;Yer jealous.&quot;

Roland:<font color="#006666">((How do I do that superscript stuff?))

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">That would be the /small&gt; tag.

Giles the Historian:<font color="#003200">He stands and begins to pace. &quot;... Once, long ago, back when my mentor's mentor was not but begining his studies with the Temple... We, that is, the temple came upon a strange, strange plague. It did nothing to the flesh, as far as we were aware... but it still slew none the less.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Well. No slash at the beginning and with a left pointing chevron.

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">But you get the idea.

Roland:<font color="#006666"> test

Roland:<font color="#006666">((Thanks))


 * Kiera listens intently. History time!


 * Serafina Cloudrunner stands at attention, gaze following the historian as she listens.


 * &quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock holds his hands atop the head of his cane.

Roland:<font color="#006666"> &quot;Could be worse. I've seen them go on for hours about stuff that happened 50 years ago.&quot;


 * Kasnok Strautraugvuras just stands confused

Alth:<font color="#990099"> &quot;Am ah bein' paid tae listen tae this?&quot;

Giles the Historian:<font color="#003200">&quot;All those that suffered from it reported that they had encountered a chill in the air that was felt not with the body, but with the mind, and perhaps even the soul... And they had recently encountered a beast. What said beast was was different each time, but it always looked like a person, if only described in the vaguest of senses to a blind beholder craftsman who worked with crystals...&quot;

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot; You're being paid in negative kneecappings. Now shut up and listen. &quot;

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;A what.&quot;

Alth:<font color="#990099">&quot; &quot;I wantae renegotiate mah contract.&quot;

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot; You still owe five kneecappings. Sit and listen and that number will go down. &quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">X3

Alth:<font color="#990099"> &quot;Your interest rates ur murder. A'm waantin' mah lawyer.&quot;


 * Kasnok Strautraugvuras fidgets

Kasnok Strautraugvuras:<font color="#000000">&quot;That...sounds like a beast formed of demonic arcanist magic...&quot;


 * &quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock considers while listening.

Kiera:<font size="2" color="#000099">&quot;You don't have a lawyer. Now shush, both of you.&quot;


 * Glitch bweehees at kneecappins. xD

Giles the Historian:<font color="#003200">&quot;Direct exposure to sunlight for an extended period of time removed the affliction, but the days were steadily growing shorter then, and it was hard to expose those suffering from said plague to enough light to cure it... seeking answers, we came across a strange elf... Their hair was the color of the sun, and their eyes matched their hair. She said she was a preistess of Fisila, and had heard of our plight and asked to be shown the graves where we put those that had died from the plague... When we showed her them, the graves had been disturbed, and the coffins showed that they had been destroyed. From the inside.&quot;

Giles the Historian:<font color="#003200">*coffins had been destroyed.

Alth:<font color="#990099"> &quot;I thought ye wur suppose tae be mah advocate! Hauld yer horses ah think ah fun th' problem.&quot;

Roland:<font color="#006666"> &quot;I think they're confusing plague with necromancer.&quot;

Alth:<font color="#990099">Don't look at me I don't have knowledge undead.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">... huh. Would a sky-bound culture have cemetary islands, since land space is scarce? Would they favor cremation instead, scattering the dead to the winds? Did they fear it would spread the plague in this case? Questions... :d

Giles the Historian:<font color="#003200">&quot;She just sighed and nodded, as if she was expecting such a thing. Said it wasn't the undead, something we were well aware of that fact. Most of them just wait for us to let them out instead of breaking out...&quot; Oh, right. You had almost forgotten that this was a temple to one of the Death Deitis.

Giles the Historian:<font color="#003200">*Deities

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot; Watch it, cape-and-cowl. We know necromancers. Yasalia guides the Final Airship and lights the way for lost souls, after all.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Well, land space isn't necessarily scarce, depending on the islands. It's just less contiguous.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ah, I too had forgotten for a moment undead were different in this setting. x3 Carry on.

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Cured by light, you say?&quot; *w*


 * &quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock seems incapable of appreciating the dark tiding for more than a few seconds at a time before shifting his thoughts to science.

Giles the Historian:<font color="#003200">&quot;We... don't know precicely what they were, but she healed the ill, knowing exactly how to cure the plauge... and then she left after giving us instructions on how to insure large numbers of short exposures to direct sunlight would function as well as a single long one instead of instantly giving way to relapses...&quot; He turns to Murdock. &quot;Yes. Cured.&quot;

Giles the Historian:<font color="#003200">&quot;A few months after she left, the plague victems stopped appearing, and the day's began to return to their proper length... Many belived that we were the cause, but we pointed them to Fisila... And then Aeron's cleargy showed up, ranting about how Fisila was little more then a betrayer and probably behind the plage.&quot;

Giles the Historian:<font color="#003200">&quot;We told them, no, her cleric taught us how to deal with it and didn't demand anything in exchange. They grew angry then. Well, angryer.&quot;

Giles the Historian:<font color="#003200">He sighs. &quot;Had Bran's cleargy not steped in we likely would have been destroyed.&quot;

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Well, it is most decidedly an Elven characteristic to rant and rave without knowing their asses from holes in the ground.&quot; Alth gets a glance. &quot;..And while that is most unfortunate to hear, I find myself very much more concerned with these nocturne beasts you seem to believe are after our hides.&quot;

Alth:<font color="#990099">&quot;Och. A've heard o' this. Refeard tae as th' 'Dead Wars'&quot;


 * Scrap Automaton #2 is quietly swept away by the other, marginally less crappy scrap bots. =3=;

Alth:<font color="#990099">&quot;Aeron's clergy gaed oot in an attempt hunt doon a few race-traitors, 'n' wur forced tae retreat wi' undue haste.&quot;

Alth:<font color="#990099">&quot;Chasing efter thaim cam an endless legion o' th' traivelin dead.&quot;

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;We seem to have drifted off topic.&quot;

Alth:<font color="#990099">&quot;Long story short? Gods suck.&quot;

Kasnok Strautraugvuras:<font color="#000000">&quot;here here to that, comrade&quot;

Giles the Historian:<font color="#003200">&quot;Mm. After my mentor's mentor had assumed my current position, the preistess of Fisila returned. He recognized her instantly, of course, and identified her to the others. She thanked us for defending her honor, and the honor of her goddess, and gave us information on the background of the plague. It's known as &quot;Brood Fever&quot;, and any living thing infected with it transforms into what is refered to as a &quot;Brood Spawn&quot;. They serve the will of whatever it is that created the plague, and no doubt attacked the temple in an attempt to prevent the scrolls from being recovered and distributed.&quot;


 * Giles the Historian returns to his chair.

Alth:<font color="#990099">&quot;Lovely, sae we're in th' middle o' a heretic's war.&quot;

Giles the Historian:<font color="#003200">&quot;They are cunning and intelegent, if not in ways we can understand. They are likely to keep an eye on you as you were the insturment that returned the scrolls to us.&quot;

Kiera:<font color="#000099">&quot;Assuming, of course, they don't come straight here to get the scrolls again. Strange that they wouldn't destroy them, though.&quot;

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;So, how do you cure the Brood Fever? How much sunlight is needed, and for how long each time?&quot; The halfling's little notebook is out again.

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Is magical sunlight an acceptable substitute, or does it need to be natural sunlight?&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Sera wants to learn FLASH! But Sera already knows four moves! --&gt; Forget 'compassion'

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

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Can a Daylight spell serve just as well as natural sunlight?&quot;


 * Giles the Historian sighs. &quot;... I'm afraid that knowledge was, until recently, lost.&quot; He rummages throught he scrolls. &quot;Magical sunlight is an acceptable substitute... The length of time depends on how far it has progressed.&quot;

Kasnok Strautraugvuras:<font color="#000000">&quot;Wonder if all those taken by the spiders were infected with this...&quot;


 * Giles the Historian nods to Kasnok. &quot;Most likely. I'm somewhat suprised the spider's weren't infected, but the broodspawn are terrifyingly skilled at hiding their presence when they so wish. Most likely another layer...&quot;

Alth:<font color="#990099"> &quot;Shorty ye ken howfur tae check fur diseases, right?&quot; ^^;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Gotta make ready for work. Afk a few.

Giles the Historian:<font color="#003200">&quot;Ah. Here we go,&quot; He holds aloft a scrol and unrolls it. &quot;Hm... As I said, there is no physical damage, but a chill that clings to the victem's very soul... While an hour per level of intensity of the &quot;soul chill&quot; in direct sunlight will remove it enteirly, a restoration spell in sunlight, magical or otherwise, will remove them all at once..&quot;

Giles the Historian:<font color="#003200">&quot;A remove desise will prevent backsliding, however.&quot;

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot; What kind of quack do you take me for? Of course I do. &quot; Write write write. &quot;If the plague does nothing to the flesh, does it have any other noticeable symptoms? ... Soul chill, right.&quot; Write write.

Giles the Historian:<font color="#003200">&quot;The soul chill is the only symptom of brood fever, I am afraid. And it can be tricky to detect.&quot;

Giles the Historian:<font color="#003200">&quot;It is most often manifested as a feeling of always needing a heavy coat, even on the warmest day.&quot;


 * Serafina Cloudrunner peers at Roland.

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">Trot trot trot. Peer. &quot;...&quot; She looks a little worried.

Alth:<font color="#990099">So does Alth.

Roland:<font color="#006666">continues to look forward, but says &quot;I am not cold.&quot;

Kasnok Strautraugvuras:<font color="#000000">&quot;Need me to take his coat off to check, comrade healer?&quot;

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;You're not lying to save face, are you? This is serious.&quot;


 * Kiera leans back, looking unconcerned. &quot;I'd be more worried about yourself, Sera. You seemed to be feeling the cold the most of all of us.&quot;

Kasnok Strautraugvuras:<font color="#000000">&quot;You will obey comrade healer who's ability is to ensure we are all well and in good health to deal with things with our abilities.&quot;

Giles the Historian:<font color="#003200">&quot;Oh, I wouldn't worry about anyone here having caught it. There are some wards that inform us whenever a being infected steps within a hundred yards of the temple.&quot;

Roland:<font color="#006666">&quot;I will obey Sera when I am in need of a healer. I. am. not. cold.&quot;

Giles the Historian:<font color="#003200">&quot;Everyone here is clean. He's wearing the cloak for a different reason.&quot;

Alth:<font color="#990099">&quot;Ah ha, saved by th' god crazies, Roland.&quot;

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Good to know. Thank you, Giles.&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">&quot;Actually, it feels kinda toasty.....&quot;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">&quot;oh SHIT now it's REALLY getting toasty!&quot;

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;Interesting. Interesting. And these brood beasts. How does light affect them?&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;My hair heater!&quot;

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Tha's not necessary, Kas. This time.&quot;

&quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock:<font color="#FF0000">&quot;As it so happens, I finished invention of my lambent cannon en route to this very locale! How prosperous. Maybe even providence?&quot;


 * &quot;Dr.&quot; Seamus Murdock offers a short flat laugh.

Alth:<font color="#990099">&quot;And mibbie ye'r juist a jammy wanker, Doc.&quot;

Dr. Hatari:<font color="#FF0000">Kay gotta run. ^^;

Giles the Historian:<font color="#003200">&quot;Quite negatively, Mr. Murdock. They are sickend rather dramatically in any form of light. In anything resembling sunlight their speed drops, and any attack spell using light as it's medium deals tremendous damage, even when such it would not normally deal any damage what so ever.&quot;

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

Giles the Historian: <font color="#3200">(( See you. ))

Roland:<font color="#006666">later

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">Write write write write.

Giles the Historian:<font color="#003200">&quot;I belive the Searing Light spell was a favorite amoung those that hunted the broodspawn.&quot;

Giles the Historian:<font color="#003200">&quot;Now, are there any other questions?&quot;

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;How can we tell broodspawn if we see them?&quot;

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Aside from weakness to sunlight, of course.&quot;

Giles the Historian:<font color="#003200">&quot;As I said, they will bare some resemblance to what they once were... but they appear quite crystaline. Almost as if they were carved out of lavender ice...&quot; He pauses and rummages through the scrolls again. &quot;Hm. They always have three eyes. No more, no less. And something happens to their forelimbs. I'm not entierly certain what.&quot;

Kasnok Strautraugvuras:<font color="#000000">&quot;So..they can't really disguise themselves among us, like rogue arcanist pigs, hmm?&quot;

Alth:<font color="#990099">&quot;And dae ye huv ony magic that wull mak' Shorty shut her yap?&quot;

Giles the Historian:<font color="#003200">&quot;No, they can't disguise themselves. That's not to say they can't HIDE, mind you, but they can't disguise themselves.&quot;

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">Write write write. &quot;That's all I got for now, unless the others have something.&quot;

Roland:<font color="#006666">&quot;What exactly are we suppose to do now, that we are all being... watched.&quot;

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Wait. I do have one more question.&quot;

Giles the Historian:<font color="#003200">&quot;Hm? Oh, I'd say go about your lives. Just be careful, really. And try and stay out of places with no light.&quot;


 * Serafina Cloudrunner looks toward the woman in the northeast. &quot;... Who are you?&quot; =3=;

Elisavet Michelakos:<font color="#003200">&quot;... I was wondering if any of you would notice me. I am Elisavet Michelakos, captain of the Icarus. I was told that you lot had... potential. As I am looking for skilled officers for my ship, I decided to give you all a once over.&quot;

Aurixsauriv:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Well met, then.&quot;

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">&quot;Nice to meet you.&quot;

Alth:<font color="#990099">&quot;How muckle dae ye pay?&quot;

Elisavet Michelakos: <font color="#3200">(( The Icarus is a semi-famus Pirate ship. ))


 * Kiera gives this so-called captain a once-over herself. &gt;:T

Elisavet Michelakos: <font color="#3200">(( *Famous ))

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Kiera becomes first make. Kiera says &quot;everything's an equal share&quot;. Kiera becomes the next Hector Barbossa.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">*first mate

Kiera: <font color="#99">(( quiet in the peanut gallery &gt;:o ))

Glitch:<font color="#000000">aw, thought peanut-gallery commentary and peanut-throwing was welcome like other places. : Oh well.

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

Elisavet Michelakos: <font color="#3200">(( And... Unless anyone had anything the REALLY wanted to do, I'm somewhat inclined to call night. ))

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">I'm fine with that.

Kiera: <font color="#99">(( 's fine with me ))

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Lemme see, noms...

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Kiera - I will tie you two to the prow if you don't shut up. :|

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Seconding Ki nom.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Kasnok - A surprisingly reasonable barbarian, as long as magic's not involved.

Kasnok Strautraugvuras:<font color="#000000">&quot;What is your policy upon encountering rogue arcanists, comrade pirate?&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Murdock for EXPLOSIONS.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Roland - Stop staring at me, I'm not cold. :|

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">Serafina for dealing with the elf, rogue, drunk, scot. XP

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Alth - ETERNAL BANTER PARTNER. XP

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Alth for AH'M DRINKING PLENTY OF WATER.

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">XP

Kasnok Strautraugvuras:<font color="#000000">alth - tie me to the prow? okay

Kiera:<font color="#000099">You two and your goddamn bantering.

Roland:<font color="#006666">Alth: &quot;I'm nae cawin a'body that pure tough dumb.&quot;

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Seamus - Wars of the gods? Boring... Did you say something that could be construed as SCIENCE? *w*

Arcalane:<font color="#000099">Maybe we should just tie them back to back and throw them onto enemy ships. If they don't kill everyone, the arguing should at least provide an adequate distraction...

Roland:<font color="#006666">Aurixsauriv: &quot;As soon as you stop trying to kill everyone in that general direction!&quot;

Kasnok Strautraugvuras:<font color="#000000">murdock for slave labor bots. sera for checking up on her patients auri for keepign scroll

Kasnok Strautraugvuras:<font color="#000000">secret

Roland:<font color="#006666">Kiera - I will tie you two to the prow if you don't shut up. :|

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

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Kasnok- Every party needs a pooper, that's why we invited you~

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">*all of the bricks*

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Seamus - Suddenly, cane, used to great effect as a prop.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">It needs to be named Old Hickory.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">And used to bludgeon people to death.

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">Kiera needs moar noms. &gt;:O

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">But I can't recall any.

Arcalane:<font color="#000099">I am mildly surprised nobody remembers the &quot;THAT WAS MY IDEA!&quot; line in the temple.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Alth - Ah dinnae what a femoral artery is, so I don't think I have one!


 * Liatai scrolls up. :.

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">Please tell me alth did not get the most noms again....

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Kiera - Getting the party back on track. &quot;This theorycrafting is nice and all that, but our ship is going to leave.&quot;

Arcalane:<font color="#000099">you guys hog it with your bantering :v I think all the stuff I'd point out has already been covered. |3

Liatai:<font color="#000000">He's ridiculously fun to bounce Sera off of, Ghost. x3

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">You have to admit. He is the comedy of the party. XP

Arcalane:<font color="#000099">He fills the 'weird eyes' quota nicely as well~

sharpshot4321:<font color="#006666">I'm wondering when someone is going to start spamming purify water on all his drinks.

Alth:<font color="#990099">Booze in this world is radioactive. Shut up.

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Okay, anything else?

Arcalane:<font color="#000099">X3

Alth:<font color="#990099">oh dear gods that would be hilarious. XP

Liatai:<font color="#000000">I think I'm tapped out.

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Going once...

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Going twice...

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">&quot;Alth, you're a comic relief character. You couldn't fight off a short bus full of nuns.&quot;

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">*all of the bricks*

Ganti:<font color="#003200">And gone. AP: Kasnok:8 Sau: 3 Sera: 9 Roland:4 Althilmil:12 Dr. Seamus:6 Kiera: 4 GM noms: Sera for taking her healing job seriously and and Absolute RAGE at temple desecrators.

Serafina Cloudrunner:<font color="#000000">Was that a veiled jab at me? &gt;:E *short 'nun'*


 * Serafina Cloudrunner is brick'd.

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Yes, Alth got the most noms again. Kiera and Sera came in second, however.

Arcalane:<font color="#000099">How did I come in second with 4? :v

Arcalane:<font color="#000099">Wrong K, G.

Ganti:<font color="#003200">... Wrong K?

Ganti:<font color="#003200">The most Noms this session. You tied with Sera for 3 noms.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oop!

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Alth got 4.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Ganti, I used an AP this session. So I should have 8.

Ganti:<font color="#003200">... Go ahead Lia.

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Ah.

Arcalane:<font color="#000099">ohhh, our new totals. not added. okay.

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Updated.

sharpshot4321:<font color="#006666">thats our totals? ok

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Yes, that's total.

Arcalane:<font color="#000099">I thought that was the difference between now and then, not our overall progress thusfar. |3

Meany:<font color="#CC0066">You so silly.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Oh hey, when did the Alignment token property get added :.


 * Meany explodes into rainbow brite pieces.

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

Ganti:<font color="#003200">The alignment property? Sometime before Maptool crashed on me the first time.

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Heyo RAM.

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


 * Kiera has best alignment.

Ghostwish:<font color="#990099">Gotta go folks.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Ram; har. Game literally -just- ended. :B

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Also, you lot got more plot from me then I was expecting to give away.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Noms were given and everything. :B


 * Ganti wasn't expecting to have to start coughing up that much plot until decemberish.

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">It happens. ^^;

Glitch:<font color="#000000">...there's a DM of the Rings comic on this. :B

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Hey, as long as you like it, all's good.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You should see the amount of plot the Kellons got out of Kerishorak without me intending to spill it. :B


 * Ganti isn't actually planning on MOVING it any for quite some time.

Glitch:<font color="#000000">http://www.shamusyoung.com/twentysidedtale/?p=922

Glitch:<font color="#000000">See annotation:

sharpshot4321:<font color="#006666">you expected us to jump on new girl rather then grill the historian?


 * Liatai bobbles the brass dragon. &quot;Y u so talkative, you old troll.&quot; Kerishorak: |D

Glitch:<font color="#000000">Laying that aside, this is a great case of, &#8220;a small change to the script throws the whole conversation into the blender and hits liquify.&#8221; If you have a conversation which requires information to be revealed in a certain order, you can bet the players will &#8211; without even trying &#8211; turn the whole thing sideways and backwards. They will trick you into revealing the catch to doing a job before they&#8217;ve agreed to do it, or goad you into revealing a loophole in the local rules while they still have the opportunity to exploit it. They are devious little buggers, for sure.

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

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Yeah, I was expecting you to obsess over the pay, instead of the descreated temple.

Arcalane:<font color="#000099">We're not that guy who always complained about not getting paid enough in GV.

Arcalane:<font color="#000099">:V


 * Ganti sorta expected Lia to do it, but was somewhat expecting her to wait for everyone else to leave. Temple secrets, after all.

Liatai:<font color="#000000">You have a cleric. :B

RAM:<font color="#990000">So, cliffnotes? :B

Liatai:<font color="#000000">And Sera has very few off switches. ^^; *brick'd* Most Chaotic Lawful ever. *brick'd again*

sharpshot4321:<font color="#006666">Speaking of which

sharpshot4321:<font color="#006666">did we get paid? I remember something about 1000 gold each

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Yes, 1K gold each.

Arcalane:<font color="#000099">DOSH

Old Bombhands:<font color="#990000">Mah hands! D:

Heavy Automaton:<font color="#000099">Where we're going, you don't need hands.

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Cliffnotes: The party found out that the spiders they killed were giant jungle spiders, something STOLE the statue from the temple... and it left behind a chill of some sort. And whatever it was had been stealing the spider's prey.

Old Bombhands:<font color="#990000">MAH HANDS ARE BANANAS!

RAM:<font color="#990000">A chill, you say? &gt;:3


 * RAM knows these plotz!

Ganti:<font color="#003200">They grilled the historian on what it could have been, and then there was a great wonking data dump.

RAM:<font color="#990000">Plotz revealed?

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Not all of them...

Ganti:<font color="#003200">Just some.

Arcalane:<font color="#000099">&quot;I'm spouting exposition again, aren't I? Apologies.&quot;

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

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Someday, I need to write up Sera's notes. It will be interesting balancing clinical detatchment with Sera's... Sera-ness. :B

RAM:<font color="#990000">Gotta keep some plotz for Espada! :B

sharpshot4321:<font color="#006666">I'm wondering if she has a &quot;Irks till decloak&quot; counter somewhere in all those notes.

Ganti:<font color="#003200">They also learned that a tyrant god of a nearly extinct species should NOT pick a fight with the god of undead.

Ganti:<font color="#003200">It started with a small quantity of clerics being sent out to kill one of Fisilia's clerics, and it ended with an undead legion walking up to their doorstep. Was not fun. On the receving end.

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


 * Arcalane exits, stage left.

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

sharpshot4321:<font color="#006666">later

<font color="#0000ff">sharpshot4321 is disconnected.


 * RAM can't wait, only 2ish~ more months!

Liatai:<font color="#000000">Mmkay, I'm gonna go play some more Skyrim before Minkmoding tomorrow.

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

You have disconnected.

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