You have just entered room "tuobrpbitches."
Kelne2261 has entered the room.
Besyanteo has entered the room.
Besyanteo: (Also: No one ever told me what tuob is)
Lithaladhwen: (Tales Under the Ochre Banner. Spleen's thing.)
Der DWSage: (TUOB = Spleen's D&D Campaign. This is merely a CI.)
Deus Fio has entered the room.
Besyanteo: (Ahhh. That explains.)
Lithaladhwen: (The problem is that Oniichan wanted to RP as well, and doesn't have a character here.)
Der DWSage: (Hm!)
Besyanteo: (*lurks*)
Deus Fio: (He could.....hmm.)
Der DWSage: (A conundrum indeed!)
Der DWSage: (...We just don't include Onii for anything that involves, like, combat?)
Deus Fio: (I was thinking that. I mean, the easiest thing would be to get him into the RP the normal way.)
Deus Fio: (If not, then Sage's method.)
Lithaladhwen: (Then we should invite him. Hold on, I will.)
blender_bunny@mac.com has entered the room.
Deus Fio: (I dunno how much of the problem was explained to you, but people are fixing for a CIRP in a setting related to a large-scale plotted RP campaign using D&D 3.5e.)
Der DWSage: (If needed, I can always whip up a character sheet for you toot-sweet.)
Deus Fio: (You could, of course, create a character for this setting and use him/her in CI, and that would be no problem.)
Lithaladhwen: (Damn you. Toute suite.)
Deus Fio: (Or you could submit a level 10 D&D sheet and join the RP.)
Besyanteo: (*submits a garoujin half dragon drag queen. That's a prestige class. Really! ... Ok no not really.)
Besyanteo: ( * **)
Lithaladhwen: (Hee.)
Der DWSage: (>.> Actually...well, no, no it isn't. But it could be.)
Besyanteo: (With imagination? Sure. It'll be like a bard variant and sing in lounges.)
Lithaladhwen: (Bes knows all... there is to know... about the crying game... the crying game...)
Lithaladhwen: (That movie. Dickgirls and the IRA.)
Besyanteo: (... This feels like a reference I ought to know.)
Besyanteo: (Also: How many people are in this group?)
Der DWSage: (Anyway. Shouldn't we be starting soon, or something?)
Besyanteo: (I saw the name "kyle" come up.)
Der DWSage: (Many. But OOCly, I think there's...ten, counting the two that haven't been introduced yet. And including Spleen's character, who I probably shouldn't.)
Deus Fio: (Kyle's not in this.)
Deus Fio: (He and I started the "JUMP MARIO JUMP" joke on iSketch, and that made me think of the fact that I haven't seen him in forfuckingever.)
Deus Fio: (*counts participants*)
Besyanteo: (Ah. ... Yeah, he's been scarce lately.)
Der DWSage: (*Ponders*)
Deus Fio: (Brian, Ashley, Shaun, Doug, Trevor, Futureman, Joe, Rick, Zem, Dan, Thram, Cynic, Sage's friend Jennifer.)
Deus Fio: (That's only 13...why do I think someone's missing?)
Besyanteo: (... Wow.)
Deus Fio: (The secret? If all of them come on at once, I'll fucking kill myself.)
Der DWSage: (=D)
Besyanteo: (*grabs Spleen a razor named Rippy.*)
Deus Fio: (Oniichan: What'll it be? You in?)
Besyanteo: (I might consider making a sheet, but I don't want to hold things up. I take forevers to make sheets. Also, cake was just made.)
Besyanteo: (Mmm.. cake.)
Besyanteo: (back in a while for lurkings)
Deus Fio: (Bes: It's physically impossible to hold TUOB up.)
blender_bunny@mac.com: ((I haven't touched DnD since 3.5 was announced, my comrade)
Besyanteo: (Hm?)
Lithaladhwen: (Don't say that, Spleen. There's always a way.)
Deus Fio: (We could teach you it, if need be. I learned 3.5 ad hoc by making a sheet for something Brian was gonna do.)
Lithaladhwen: (Wow. Really?)
Besyanteo: (And yeah, Ashley's right, but it's gotten easier to avoid since Clark left.)
blender_bunny@mac.com: (No I think I shall merely lurk)
Lithaladhwen: (So he's the one who brought you over to the dark side?)
Lithaladhwen: (Bes: Harsh but undeniably true.)
Deus Fio: (Bes: TUOB doesn't hinge on certain people showing up (except me, I guess), so you handing in a sheet late doesn't change anything on my end.)
Besyanteo: (*nod*)
Deus Fio: (I mean, it's not like I'm not waiting on four or five characters already.)
Besyanteo: (then we'll see. Now, cakes!)
Deus Fio: (Ashley: Yes. Well, back to it. I'd done 3e.)
Der DWSage: (...ANYHOW. Where shall we begin this thing?)
Deus Fio: <Tales Under the Ochre Banner CHARACTER INTERACTION ROLEPLAY GO>
Arch mage144 has entered the room.
Deus Fio: (Hola.)
Der DWSage: (El yar.)
blender_bunny@mac.com has left the room.
Deus Fio: (Any ideas for the circumstances?)
Lithaladhwen: (I don't know. I told Brian to join because if he didn't we'd just talk about Elaith behind his back again.)
Der DWSage: (...People are outside, training, interacting, cooking, and generally showing up? I'unno.)
Deus Fio: (I still need the log of the tomfoolery that happened after the loss of one Larifien Starfinder.)
Der DWSage: (...Did Ashley log?)
Lithaladhwen: (O'course.)
Der DWSage: (Anyway. Any dissent to the starting position of 'Generally outside?')
Der DWSage: (I'll take that as a no.)
Der DWSage: <SO. IT IS A BEAUTIFUL DAY OUTSIDE, FUCKERS.>
Der DWSage: <And there are some folks outside on the beautiful day, sparring, training, or just generally doing stuff that is inhibited by walls-like jogging.>
Der DWSage: <One such man is the young Tolaris, in full plate mail...who is apparently cutting the grass for free. Funny, but his scythe doesn't even seem to be touching some of the plants he swings at....>
Der DWSage: <AND BEGIN>
Besyanteo: (Did Spleen lurk? I've been IMing him for a while, but he doesn't reply)
Der DWSage: (He probably went unexpectedly AFK.)
Deus Fio: (My IM is fucked up.)
Besyanteo: (Well that's no good.)
Deus Fio: (It rarely ever flashes when I get IMs anymore.)
Deus Fio: <Larifien Starfinder>
Deus Fio: *...is jogging.*
Deus Fio: *Well, all right, that's sort of a misnomer. He seems to be making the typical jogging motions, but is covering a lot of ground very quickly.*
Der DWSage: *Cut, cut, cut, cut...he's trying very hard to cut around people, too.*
Lithaladhwen: *Zea is sitting in a corner of what I'm assuming is some huge courtyard with a lapfull of flowers. She's... oh God. She isn't... making a garland is she? WTF?*
Lithaladhwen: *She so is.*
Deus Fio: *He doesn't seem to be trying to hide that he's getting magical help. It's probably those fancy forest-green embroidered boots, because all his other clothes are mundane as hell.*
Der DWSage: *Zea would see a certain astral figure yelling at the young'un to keep working, that it's good for the bones*
Deus Fio: (No huge courtyard. Just a little extra property around the manor, which is on a pretty sucky bit of moor.)
Lithaladhwen: (She'll freakin' landscape it until it's better. This will be her new task.)
Deus Fio: (Easily done for one such as herself! Tolaris could help.)
Der DWSage: (He totally could.)
Der DWSage: *...Is kinda panting by now, and his armor is making a hell of a lot of noise*
Der DWSage: *Suddenly, he collapses! Hoshit! Let's stir this RP up, people*
Arch mage144: *The door to the guild base opens, and out steps a familiar man with dark hair and a pale complexion*
Lithaladhwen: *Zea gets up, leaving her flowers behind to go check on him.*
Arch mage144: *He glances in the general direction of the collapsed fellow*
Deus Fio: *Larifien stops.* Man down!
Kelne2261: *Serenity, meanwhile, is involved in less strenuous training. Specifically, she's playing away on her flute.*
Arch mage144: ...is he dead?
Deus Fio: >_> ...
Lithaladhwen: *scowling* Way to go, Tolaris.
Deus Fio: Let's assume not, but you got first dibs.
Der DWSage: *Groans*
Lithaladhwen: *Which one she's talking to is anyone's guess.*
Kelne2261: *Today's tune is very like Stairway to Heaven.*
Arch mage144: *eyebrow quirk* No?
Arch mage144: ...he, however, is. *squinting in the sunlight*
Der DWSage: ...'m okay. Jus...fell.
Lithaladhwen: *glances over to Elaith* Older gentleman?
Der DWSage: *Groans as he stands up, shakily*
Lithaladhwen: *offers Tolaris a hand*
Arch mage144: He has the figure of an elderly humanoid, yes.
Lithaladhwen: Yeah, don't worry about him. He's apparently fine.
Der DWSage: *Shakes off the hand, stands back on his feet*
Arch mage144: Did I say I objected to him?
Der DWSage: (For reference, old guy's text will be this.)
Kelne2261: (Serenity: This next song isn't really for humans. It's more for golems.)
Lithaladhwen: No. But you remarked on him, and I was talking to him yesterday.
Der DWSage: (...Or not. Instead, it shall be this.)
Der DWSage: Bah. Alright, take a few minutes lad...and can everyone at this place see me?
Deus Fio: ...
Deus Fio: (That was a no.)
Kelne2261: *Can't*
Deus Fio: >_> Older gentleman?
Deus Fio: *shrugs*
Arch mage144: I find it amusing that you referred to him as "older." Age is immaterial for him, now. Who keeps track of birthdays after death? *slight smirk*
Der DWSage: ...Grandfather. Since the secret is out...
Deus Fio: Grandfather?
Der DWSage: His spirit.
Deus Fio: It lives on inside all of us? o_o
Lithaladhwen: No. Just over there.
Lithaladhwen: *points*
Deus Fio: *looks at the area to which Zea is pointing and squints.*
Der DWSage: *Taps his scythe*
Deus Fio: I've got nothing.
Arch mage144: It doesn't live at all. *grins a little more* It unlives, if anything.
Der DWSage: Elven twit. I say you tie his bootlaces together while he's not looking.
Der DWSage: *Is making it a point to not look at Elaith*
Arch mage144: IM: Haunted by an ancestor? Interesting.
Lithaladhwen: He's not so bad. So far.
Lithaladhwen: Just don't call him Larry. Not unless you want to upset him. *smirk*
Lithaladhwen: Which you might.
Deus Fio: >_>?
Deus Fio: Waitaminute. Is the ghost making fun of me?
Der DWSage: *Sighs*
Lithaladhwen: No.
Lithaladhwen: Never.
Der DWSage: ...He has great...erm...respect for all.
Arch mage144: Is that so?
Deus Fio: My mistake, then.
Deus Fio: <_< >_>
Deus Fio: *starts to shift around now that he's standing still*
Der DWSage: Well. Not for Druids.
Kelne2261 has left the room.
Der DWSage: Buncha hippies.
Lithaladhwen: ....I see.
Lithaladhwen: Any particular reason, aside from the crazy one?
Deus Fio: *fidgets with his hair, pulls at his boots, scratches an itch below his lip*
Kelne2261 has entered the room.
Der DWSage: They have no respect for anyone or anything, so long as a bunch of trees get their sunshine and water.
Der DWSage: And then have the gall to call the rest of us savages.
T3chn0Namagomi has entered the room.
Der DWSage: *Looks over at Larry* Um. He...-truly- does not like hipp-Druids.
Deus Fio: (The funny part being that he's hyperactive now and later people will discover he can suddenly go still enough to be difficult to see in shadow.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Don't mind the lruker)
A Rockin SN has entered the room.
Deus Fio: (Actually, not even just in shadow. Camouflage, bitches.)
Der DWSage: *Sighs* Cutting grass is boring excercise...
A Rockin SN: (So)
A Rockin SN: (Location, occurance, ninjas?)
Deus Fio: Find a hedge and trim it into a shape.
Der DWSage: (Outside of the merc headquarters, Tolaris, Larry, Necromancer, and Zea.)
Der DWSage: ...Too hard.
Der DWSage: You could always spar with 'im. You can take him-he looks fast, but I don't think he's got much strength behind it.
Deus Fio: Make a statue of Rostrian. Give it two heads. One is Polite Old Man Rostrian, the other is Screaming Blood Frenzy Rostrian.
A Rockin SN: *Flip....... catch! Just kidding.*
Deus Fio: (Actually...Larifien's sheet isn't done. >_> <_<)
Der DWSage: ...What?
A Rockin SN: *watches the other in silence!*
Deus Fio: You haven't noticed that old Zame's got basically a split personality? >_>
Der DWSage: He seemed stressed. o_o
Deus Fio: He's dangerously unstable.
Deus Fio: (Don't let Larifien's opinion color your perception of Zame Rostrian just because Larifien's my character.)
Der DWSage: ...He would be quitted now if he were.
Deus Fio: Quitted?
Deus Fio: ...lost his job, you mean?
Der DWSage: Mercenaries don't let fools lead.
Der DWSage: *Nods*
Deus Fio: Fired.
Deus Fio: Not quitted.
Der DWSage: Oh. Still.
Deus Fio: I didn't say he was foolish, I said he was nuts.
Arch mage144: The two are...not entirely comparable.
A Rockin SN: (Who's Larifien?)
Der DWSage: ...If he is nuts, then how is he still leading?
Der DWSage: (Spleen's character.)
A Rockin SN: (I know! More info plz)
Kelne2261 has left the room.
Arch mage144: Sanity is not a prerequisite for leadership.
Lithaladhwen: He doesn't seem any crazier than ... any of us.
Kelne2261 has entered the room.
Deus Fio: (He's an elf Scout. He's different from other elves in that he's got what passes for elven ADHD.)
A Rockin SN: (Heh)
Deus Fio: (Other elves can't stand him because he seems almost human to them.)
A Rockin SN: Hrm
Der DWSage: And smarter.
Arch mage144: The desperate and the insane have much in common. A little bit of mental instability is often not looked down upon in military leadership.
Arch mage144: Some consider it the price one pays to become a military leader.
A Rockin SN: Genius and insanity are said to go hadn in hand.
A Rockin SN: *hand
A Rockin SN: *pitches in!*
Lithaladhwen: .....*suddenly feels left out because she can't offer a cliche to the conversation*
Arch mage144: That I dispute.
A Rockin SN: Hmm..
A Rockin SN: Never said I fully beleive it. Helps you think outside the box though, I guess.
Deus Fio: (Humans have trouble with him, too, because he has ingrained elven ideas despite the way he talks about his people, and also tends to overcompensate around humans.)
Arch mage144: *adjusts his spectacles* An insane man has no good means of evaluating his own errors.
Der DWSage: Other people.
Deus Fio: (He's not actually this impulsive and flighty, but he wants to seem more human.)
Arch mage144: And an insane man is liable to consider their opinions seriously?
A Rockin SN: hrm. Perhaps insane is a strong word.
A Rockin SN: Eccentricity would be more appropriate.
Lithaladhwen: And if someone told you that having undead steeds is crazy, you would take them seriously. Being sane and all. Right?
Lithaladhwen: IM: Is he one of the crazy necromancers?
Arch mage144: Of course not. It's simply a matter of perspective. My decisions are practical. I have skeletal horses because they don't require feeding.
Arch mage144: And they're much harder to destroy with arrows.
Kelne2261: (Elaith: Now, zombie horses are another matter. Too obsessed with brains.)
Lithaladhwen: Mmhm.
Lithaladhwen: (Zombie cows? Obsessed with baby chickens.)
A Rockin SN: (Spleen, by the way)
Der DWSage: I have to ask. What would you do if someone started chucking stones at them, and it broke a leg?
Arch mage144: Repair it, of course.
A Rockin SN: *opens his bag*
Deus Fio: Can't you heal an undead with dark energy?
Deus Fio: That's how it works, right?
A Rockin SN: *fishes in it, and pulls out a bottle of wine*
Arch mage144: Precisely.
A Rockin SN: Anyone want some wine?
Der DWSage: *Tentatively holds up a hand*
A Rockin SN: Can you open it?
A Rockin SN: *eyes the bottle, then his dagger*
Der DWSage: Sure.
A Rockin SN: *walks up to him and gives him the bottle*
A Rockin SN: It's a bit warm, you'll have to find a way to cool it.
Der DWSage: *Takes! And I assume he needs no roll to open it*
Deus Fio: (ROLL A D100 AND IF IT'S ANYTHING BUT 100 YOU DIE.)
Deus Fio: (Yeah, sure. You could just take 20 anyway.)
Arch mage144: (What the hell, you do not need to roll dice to open wine)
Lithaladhwen: (If his STR modifier is below +2, he could hand it to Zea and she could try. She's mighty with fanaticism.)
Arch mage144: (>_> I hope you have a corkscrew, though, or that it's been opened before, or it'll be a bitch)
Lithaladhwen: (Quick! Someone cast knock!)
Arch mage144: (*casts wizard lock on the wine instead*)
Lithaladhwen: ( :O )
Der DWSage: (>_>)
T3chn0Namagomi: (*casts Force Chest on the wine*)
A Rockin SN: (*casts Blink on the wine*)
A Rockin SN: (I have no idea how that helps)
A Rockin SN: (But still, wanted to join in)
Der DWSage: (Interestingly enough, unmodified, Tolaris' modifier is +2.)
Lithaladhwen: (Now the elder Tolaris can try?)
Arch mage144: (50% of the time when you try to drink it it's ethereal and falls out of the back of your neck)
Der DWSage: (...Eh, what the hell. DC 10!)
OnlineHost: Der DWSage rolled 1 20-sided die: 18
Der DWSage: *Opens it quite easily!*
Deus Fio: (*grabs the wine, runs 10 feet, and hits someone with it for an extra 3d6 damage!*)
Arch mage144: (WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYINE)
Der DWSage: *Hands it back to him!* I don't know magic...
Arch mage144: *Elaith's glasses slowly tint, adjusting to the sunlight* Hm.
Lithaladhwen: (Do transitions lenses cost more?)
A Rockin SN: Drink first.
Lithaladhwen: (Or is he prestidigitating?)
Der DWSage: *Shrugs, takes a little hit*
Arch mage144: (I dunno, I just decided that they can do that at will. It's a purely cosmetic feature.)
A Rockin SN: *it's Fine Wine!*
Der DWSage: *Delicious!*
Der DWSage: *NOW hands it back!*
Der DWSage: Tastes like what Baron Trau had...
A Rockin SN: Who?
A Rockin SN: *takes a drink himself after wiping the neck*
Der DWSage: Man I helped. Nice guy.
A Rockin SN: Ah, that so.
A Rockin SN: Don't know many of those.
Der DWSage: Baron that loved people. And dogs.
Lithaladhwen: And wine?
Der DWSage: *Gestures a dog that comes up above his waist* Had four this big. And wine, yeah.
Arch mage144: I can't say I've heard of him.
Deus Fio: Why would you have heard of him?
Der DWSage: He was in Kuvich.
Deus Fio: He's probably a baron from somewhere west. That where you're from, too?
Der DWSage: *Nods*
Deus Fio: *to Elaith*
A Rockin SN: Hrm...
A Rockin SN: #Wonder where Fernie's gone.# (That's in Letikan.)
Arch mage144: Lotia.
Deus Fio: Oh, right around there. That mean you can translate for the big guy if he starts to get stuck?
Arch mage144: No.
A Rockin SN: Hrm
A Rockin SN: *A raven flutters in, perching on Alistair's shoulder*
Der DWSage: *Looks down at the ground!*
Der DWSage: You need to work on your languages anyway.
A Rockin SN: #Where the hell have you been Fernie?#
Der DWSage: >_>
Der DWSage: Lovely bird.
A Rockin SN: *The raven speaks back to him in Letikan* # Not boozing and womanizing, that's for sure!#
A Rockin SN: *grumbles something*
A Rockin SN: It's an annoyance.
A Rockin SN: Hrm. Tell me though.
Deus Fio: #Bad habit to get into, boozing and womanizing.#
A Rockin SN: *to Tolaris* What brought you here?
Deus Fio: #I mean, I do a little of both, but that's just me.#
Der DWSage: I need money. A lot of it.
A Rockin SN: #I never asked you, pointy-ears.# *eyes Larifien*
Lithaladhwen: (Oh man. Them's fightin' words. His ears are pointy.)
Deus Fio: #Yeah, okay, round-eye.#
A Rockin SN: (He can be offensive, but he's his ally. :p)
Deus Fio: #Or do you prefer "giant head"?#
A Rockin SN: #Is that an insult or a compliment?#
A Rockin SN: *smirks at Larifien*
Lithaladhwen: (ROUND EYE YES)
Der DWSage: ...The lot of you are crazy, you know that?
Lithaladhwen: *to Tolaris* I agree.
Arch mage144: *squints at the bantering men quizically and shakes his head a bit*
A Rockin SN: .. Wait, all of you guys know Letikan?
Der DWSage: *Looks over to Zea* Someone slap the bird. Avians have no place in proper society to be talking.
Der DWSage: *Shakes his head*
Arch mage144: No.
Lithaladhwen: For a ghost you have some bizarrely-rigid ideas about the proper place things have in nature.
Der DWSage: I'm old. I complain. It's what I do.
Deus Fio: (Wait, was Larifien talking to Dan's character or the bird?)
A Rockin SN: (To Alistair)
Arch mage144: (I vaguely wonder how many hit dice Tolaris Senior has)
Arch mage144: (It would be entertaining if I could command him)
Deus Fio: (Okay, good.)
Lithaladhwen: (Elaith would never sleep again.)
Lithaladhwen: (Shadows making the whisperwhisper.)
Deus Fio: No, but they probably caught our tone or something.
Der DWSage: (...That would be crazygonuts. I think I need to make up Tolaris Senior a sheet.)
Deus Fio: #Little do they know that we plot against them.# Mwe hee hee.
Der DWSage: (But offhand I'd say that he has the same HD as Tolaris.)
Lithaladhwen: (If he's an actual D&D ghost, he's probably got a lot of HD.)
Der DWSage: ...Evil laugh?
Lithaladhwen: (Ah, I'm thinking of the LA.)
Der DWSage: *Jabs a thumb at Elaith* Should not he do that?
Lithaladhwen: ....
Lithaladhwen: What?
Der DWSage: o_o Carriage pulled by skeletons...makes skeletons...quiet, creeps out granddad...
Lithaladhwen: So?
A Rockin SN: *to Tolaris* Don't worry about the bird. It's a dumbass.
A Rockin SN: #Hey...#
A Rockin SN: Fernie*: #Hey...#
Arch mage144: ...
Der DWSage: So, he is more likely than Larsifin. Larry Fiend. Larifien.
Lithaladhwen: What about me?
Lithaladhwen: *raises her eyebrows*
Der DWSage: You'd laugh while doing stuff.
Arch mage144: ...what in the name of Redo's gate are you talking about?
Lithaladhwen: The ghost and his haunted grandson think you're creepy.
A Rockin SN: Necromancers are nice people, as long as you're alive around them...
Arch mage144: *adjusts glasses* Oh? So I see.
A Rockin SN: Rather resourceful, don't waste much.
Arch mage144: I assue you I am very courteous with the dead as well.
A Rockin SN: *grins*
Der DWSage: Don't stop me from getting a chill from you.
A Rockin SN: I respect anyone who can make so much use from bones and dead things.
Lithaladhwen: You're one to talk, sir. *to the elder Tolaris*
Deus Fio: (It's entirely likely Elaith knows the words of the Deprecation of Kel'vlash, but is too courteous to use them.)
Der DWSage: I can't do too much else, now can I?
Lithaladhwen: Except give people chills.
Lithaladhwen: I've never heard a dead person lecture so much about creepiness before.
Lithaladhwen: And I talk to a lot.
Deus Fio: Can someone rig me up something so I can hear the dead guy, too?
Deus Fio: I feel lost.
Der DWSage: *Shrugs* It will help my speak...
Der DWSage: *Begins to translate for the man!*
Arch mage144: (Sure, he knows them. But that's pointless. Why fuel the power of some god? He's not getting any extra perks out of it.)
Der DWSage: Your point? I was a priest. I didn't like undead.
Lithaladhwen: (Good. Then Zea doesn't have to make his ribcage into a lampshade.)
Arch mage144: Ironic, that.
Der DWSage: I liked it less when I started seeing undead trees start walking towards me. And I know, believe me.
Lithaladhwen: And it doesn't cause any conflict to you that you are undead?
Lithaladhwen: That's not creepy at all?
Arch mage144: Undead trees? *blinks*
A Rockin SN: Maybe they were undead treants?
Der DWSage: Well, Treants. It only happened once, but it was weird.
A Rockin SN: *blinks* Uhm
Lithaladhwen: IM: It's not weird. It's brilliant.
Lithaladhwen: Where was this again?
Der DWSage: And yes. I'm Undead now, mostly. But I'm incorporeal only through a specific purpose of my own choosing.
Der DWSage: And it was in western Kuvich.
A Rockin SN: *to Zea* Is it true you guys drink blood and replace your eyes with demon eyes and stuff like that? *blinks*
Lithaladhwen: And you... got rid of them all, rig--- you guys?
Arch mage144: Yes.
Lithaladhwen: Wait, what?
A Rockin SN: ((Wait, did she make it clear she's a Necro? If not make it to Necro-boy)
Lithaladhwen: (Zea hasn't told anyone but Elaith, though the Tolaris pair has good reason to think she might be.)
Arch mage144: On that subject, my supply seems to have...coagulated.
Der DWSage: (Well, Senior anyway.)
A Rockin SN: (Alright, turn it to the boy. :[ )
A Rockin SN: (Turn it to Elaith)
A Rockin SN: (Sry)
Der DWSage: Makes me glad I don't have any now.
A Rockin SN: Really? Did any crazy stuff to yourself?
Lithaladhwen: .....
Deus Fio: You drink blood?
Arch mage144: *peers at Alistair over his glasses* Yes, a fortnight ago I decapitated myself for fun.
Lithaladhwen: *snort*
Der DWSage: Sounds messy.
A Rockin SN: Wow, awesome! *seems entusiastic about it...*
A Rockin SN: (Well, he's Bluffing.)
A Rockin SN: (Minor Bluff, but if you want me to roll :p)
Arch mage144: (Fuck that, I don't have to make Sense Motive rolls for Elaith to assume you're a moron =P)
A Rockin SN: (Haha)
Deus Fio: You seem to have had little trouble reattaching your head. What'd you use, sutures?
Lithaladhwen: I'd worry about being able to see what I was doing.
Arch mage144: Yes. Catgut.
Der DWSage: Obviously, he put it back on using demon blood and skin.
Deus Fio: *didn't hear that*
Lithaladhwen: You must be quite well practiced in self-decapitation.
Der DWSage: *Translates it anyway*
Lithaladhwen: IM: I wonder if I should be encouraging this nonsense.
Arch mage144: My dear, it's just what necromancers do.
Deus Fio: Wouldn't he be scalier if he had a layer of demon skin holding his neck together?
Lithaladhwen: Thank goodness we have you here to enlighten us of such facts, Mr. Thenswick. *courtseys*
A Rockin SN: This is pretty awesome!
Arch mage144: You've been having tea parties with entirely the wrong brand of demons.
Kelne2261 has left the room.
Der DWSage: There's Succubi and Incubi, after all.
Kelne2261 has entered the room.
A Rockin SN: Have you ever done it with one of them? *seems even more interested now!*
Der DWSage: ...Grandpa, now you worry me.
Lithaladhwen: Oh, now we get the war stories. Tolaris, you sure you want to hear these? *grin*
Der DWSage: It'll do him good.
Arch mage144: *raises an eyebrow* Such a rude question. Do you ask all your coworkers about their sex lives?
Deus Fio: Oh, I have. Because boy, do I like having my fucking soul stolen.
A Rockin SN: (I have high INT and decent CHA! I can get levels from it!)
A Rockin SN: ( :P )
A Rockin SN: Nah, just when they involve demons.
Arch mage144: No, I haven't slept with any succubi. They're entirely too lively for my tastes.
Besyanteo: (Blah. Dishes of doom. They keep me from watching. x.x)
Lithaladhwen: . . .
Lithaladhwen: ...They are. Are they.
A Rockin SN: Makes sense to me. *nods*
Arch mage144: Yes. Always thrashing about like animals. A woman should have more...control over herself.
Lithaladhwen: ...right. Um. Wow, look at that we're talking about sex again.
Lithaladhwen: The hell is with you people?
Der DWSage: Crazy.
Der DWSage: Mentioned this.
Arch mage144: I can't take responsibility for having brought it up.
Deus Fio: You do this to us, Zea.
Deus Fio: It's your vibrant sexual presence.
Lithaladhwen: What? What do---
Der DWSage: Ridiculous.
Lithaladhwen: ... *blinks*
Arch mage144: *quirks an eyebrow* Now that's forward.
Der DWSage: Obviously, it's my power of manly manness.
Lithaladhwen: *bursts out laughing*
A Rockin SN: ...
Der DWSage: *Doesn't translate that*
Deus Fio: I have to keep an eye on Tolaris to make sure he doesn't start taking off his pants automatically just from being around you.
Lithaladhwen: Yes. It's the elder Tolaris's power of... of "manly manliness."
Deus Fio: *totally deadpanned all of that*
Arch mage144: Yes, I'm sure your incorporeal manhood is just full of...potency.
Lithaladhwen: >_o
Deus Fio: ......swear to me by Verburon's hilt that the ghost did not cite himself as having "manly manliness".
Lithaladhwen: I can make no such oath.
Deus Fio: ....
A Rockin SN: ....
A Rockin SN: I like the old guy already.
Der DWSage: Elves could never hope to understand.
Der DWSage: *Totally poses with a flex. He looks ridiculous*
Der DWSage: ...
Lithaladhwen: *cracks up*
Der DWSage: *Hangs his head* Family is nuts too.
Lithaladhwen: *covers her face with one hand and there might be tears*
Arch mage144: Your ghost is probably the most absurd piece of unlife I've ever laid eyes on.
A Rockin SN: He's the spunkiest dead guy I've ever seen!
Deus Fio: I'm still jealous you can see 'im at all.
A Rockin SN: ...
Lithaladhwen: Don't be.
A Rockin SN: Well, "seen"
Lithaladhwen: They aren't always friendly.
A Rockin SN: More like...
A Rockin SN: Second hand heard.
Deus Fio: (Why can they see him to begin with? I thought he was in the scythe.)
Arch mage144: No, they aren't. *grinning*
Der DWSage: (Ze ones that work, day in and day out, with spirits and ghosts and undead? >_>)
Lithaladhwen: (Ew. Now I'm imagining John and Elaith meeting. You could cut the creepy with a fucking knife there.)
Deus Fio: (Yeah. Those guys. What, specifically, gives them the ability to see him?)
Der DWSage: (*Throws in Tolaris Sr. just for the hell of it*)
Deus Fio: (Would True Seeing work?)
Der DWSage: (Because it is fucking amusing? Probably-as would...what was it Zea had? Deathsight?)
Lithaladhwen: (Feat: Spirit Sense - She can see/communicate with creatures who speak her language and have been dead for (WIS mod) minutes. +4 on spot/listen to find incorporeal creatures.)
Lithaladhwen: (He's not recently dead, but if anyone could see him, she could.)
Deus Fio: (Dead for that amount of time or less or that amount of time or more? o_o)
Arch mage144: (Elaith is wearing glasses that allow him to discern on sight whether or not things are living, dead, undead, or neither.)
Deus Fio: (It sounds like it means "or more" but that doesn't make sense.)
Der DWSage: (There's also Zea's Glasses, isn't there?)
Lithaladhwen: (I think it's WIS mod or less, and I just noted it imprecisely to save space.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Location and situation?)
A Rockin SN: (We're having an orgy)
Lithaladhwen: (And yeah, Zea has a pair of those glasses, too. So that she'll know when she's talking to ghosts.)
Deus Fio: (In ur base, killin ur dudes)
A Rockin SN: (Organized by Elder Tolaris)
Lithaladhwen: (Otherwise she's got trouble telling.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Screw that. Only one girl there)
Deus Fio: (So bring in Ran.)
A Rockin SN: (Uhm, I've got Alter Self...)
Arch mage144: (Sage asked if he could see ghosts. Ghosts in D&D can manifest to become visible but are otherwise invisible; there's no specific "see ghosts" skill aside from what Zea has.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (She would not do that. XP)
A Rockin SN: (..Yeah, now -that- is creepy.)
Der DWSage: (So, in short...)
Deus Fio: (Because everyone wants to fuck a girl when we know you're at the wheel, Doug. Rowr.)
Der DWSage: (It's because they're more likely to see him than anyone else, and because it makes things interesting.)
Lithaladhwen: (Not everyone is as creeped out by the gender thing as you are, Spleen.)
Der DWSage: (Anyway. Outside, talking.)
Arch mage144: (Is the scythe an intelligent item or something?)
Besyanteo: (... that's a hell of a line to look in on)
Lithaladhwen: (Ruling in favor of hilarity, particularly when game mechanics have few rules against and a few kinda in favor.)
A Rockin SN: (Would you be creeped out by a guy turning into a girl played by a guy, Zea? :P )
Lithaladhwen: (....Was the character creepy about it?)
Deus Fio: ("Zea"? You mean Spleen?)
Kelne2261 has left the room.
Besyanteo: (1: This should stop. Seriously.)
A Rockin SN: (I meant Zea's player but I'm tired)
Besyanteo: (2: Kev did this regularly)
A Rockin SN: (.. Good point.)
Deus Fio: (Brian: Yeah.)
Kelne2261 has entered the room.
Der DWSage: (What, only Kev? *Points at Lex, and Amana's oldschool chaos*)
Besyanteo: (=P)
A Rockin SN: (i'm messing anyways. PLAY ON)
Deus Fio: (Anyway. As DM, I'll say that Zea's feat and Elaith's glasses work to see the ghost, and any of us that nab a True Seeing effect will be able to, too.)
Besyanteo: (indeed, MOAR EYE SEE)
Der DWSage: (That works! Also, I'd say that once he gets a few levels in Bearer...he can actually manifest.)
Der DWSage: >_>
Der DWSage: *Cuts his pose, looks serious for a moment*
Deus Fio: See, if there are ghosts out to get us, then I'd totally want to see them.
Der DWSage: No you wouldn't.
Deus Fio: Because then I can fight them off. Magic weapons work against them, right?
Lithaladhwen: You wouldn't want to see them.
Der DWSage: Not always.
Lithaladhwen: Just let someone take care of them who knows what they're doing.
Arch mage144: There's nothing to be afraid of.
Der DWSage: *Is passing on what Grandpa says, natch*
Arch mage144: I'm more than capable of eliminating them.
Der DWSage: *Hefts his Scythe* Me too...with his help.
Deus Fio: Or turning them to your own twisted desires?
A Rockin SN: *to elfy* Is that not the best part of necromancy?
Deus Fio: *said "twisted desires" while splaying his fingers dramatically*
Deus Fio: Hey, sign me up. I want to command things.
Lithaladhwen: ...
A Rockin SN: #You wouldn't be able to command your feet if they weren't attached to you.#
Der DWSage: So long as you don't try and command -me.-
Arch mage144: Who said anything about that?
Lithaladhwen: *tiredly* No one's going to do that.
Der DWSage: No, no, I was talking to the Elf.
Der DWSage: Larry whatever.
Arch mage144: ...Larry.
Arch mage144: An interesting name for an elf.
Deus Fio: #I know. Funny thing about severing parts of your body, they're hard to move after--# LARIFIEN.
Der DWSage: IM:=Uh oh.=
Deus Fio: Lar-i-fi-en.
Arch mage144: Larifien, yes.
Der DWSage: ...So.
Besyanteo: (Since your IMs aren't flashing: )
A Rockin SN: *yawns*
Der DWSage: *Stands up, stretches* I have not fought trained people before...
Besyanteo: (Gnoll is the automatic language for gnolls. Acceptable to take Common as a bonus language with Int 12?)
Der DWSage: Anyone like to spar?
Lithaladhwen: (He's doing languages differently.)
Lithaladhwen: (You'll want to IM about THAT one.)
Besyanteo: (I know. That's why I'm asking.)
Besyanteo: (And he didn't answer IMs)
Arch mage144: (Common isn't a language.)
Besyanteo: ( ! )
Lithaladhwen: No thank you, Tolaris.
Arch mage144: (Because Spleen's running d20 with the "For Linguists" mod)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Gorlish is, typically costs 2 language points)
Lithaladhwen: (Which means I kinda like it, painintheassery and all.)
A Rockin SN: Noooot quite in the mood, no.
T3chn0Namagomi: (Heh...to use Zed or Ran...Zed or Ran...)
Der DWSage: *Looks at Elaith!*
Arch mage144: What? You want to fight?
Der DWSage: Just spar.
Arch mage144: No.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Best if I leave my blazing feminine sexuality out of this boystuff.
Der DWSage: *Sighs*
Arch mage144: I don't fight with people I'm not willing to kill.
Der DWSage: ...Oh...kay.
Deus Fio: (Let me do some quick calculations of Larifien's combat stuff, and then he can fight.)
Arch mage144: If you need a sparring partner so desperately, I can make you one.
Der DWSage: ...Rather not get killed.
Deus Fio: No way in hell I'd fight you without my armor and stuff on, but if you'll wait, I can grab everything.
Der DWSage: *Nods to Larry!*
Lithaladhwen: *jerks her head to the ghost in the "let's talk over here in private" sort of way*
Arch mage144: I can command it not to kill you, you realize.
Der DWSage: *Tilts his head, looks at the Scythe he's so attached to...and shrugs.* Hand her the scythe, boy-it shouldn't be long.
A Rockin SN: *shrugs, opening the bag, and pulling out an entire bedroll from it*
A Rockin SN: *lays the bedroll down on the ground, lies down on it, and watches.*
Der DWSage: *Does as he's told! Zea has gained 1x Haunted Scythe!*
Deus Fio: All right. *runs in the direction of the Manor...he's fast.*
A Rockin SN: *puts the wine back in the bag after he corks it*
Lithaladhwen: *Zea takes the scythe respectfully like it's the fucking Holy Grail and takes a few steps away to converse with her incorporeal buddy in private*
Der DWSage: Yes, Zea?
Lithaladhwen: Did you have him cutting that grass for training purposes or something? Saw you pushing him, and you don't seem like the landscaping-obsessed sort.
Der DWSage: Aye. Well, that and a bit more really.
Lithaladhwen: Hm?
Der DWSage: He's not the strongest lad in the world, so he does need to train. This is normally done in other ways, of course.
Lithaladhwen: *nods*
Der DWSage: The other thing is a...side-effect of my condition. If that thing isn't used to harvest something-even grass or a weed-then my connection fades.
Der DWSage: Defekast isn't a very forgiving god, but he is fair. It's mostly a symbolic gesture.
Lithaladhwen: *nod* Well... I'm going to be really bored while he tests his manhood against the elf there.
Lithaladhwen: I could regrow that grass while he's not looking. *smirk*
Der DWSage: ...Wait until tomorrow. He nearly worked himself to exhaustion once already.
Der DWSage: In the meantime, I have to ask you a question.
Lithaladhwen: ....Yes?
Der DWSage: What connection do you have to the realm between life and death? I suspect, but I'd prefer to hear it from you.
Der DWSage: *Is merely waiting, doing a few simple stretches that can be done in plate*
Lithaladhwen: ....I would prefer not to discuss it. Is there some reason beyond the obvious that it concerns you?
Der DWSage: I won't lie, and I can't say. Just be kind to my grandson, hm?
A Rockin SN: Hey, Tolaris? Mind if I ask you somethnig?
Lithaladhwen: He seems like an okay guy to me. What do you think I'm going to do to him, huh? Use my feminine wiles to turn him from his destiny or some other melodramatic thing?
Der DWSage: Go ahead.
A Rockin SN: What's it like, to have the old man always with you?
Der DWSage: Nah. But I do think he's wet behind the ears, even with my help-and obviously, I can't stay with him forever.
Der DWSage: Like having father-in-law visit for week, and staying for year.
Lithaladhwen: I'd be worried about you if you did. I'm worried about you now. This... this arrangement you've got... s'not healthy.
Lithaladhwen: But then, you probably know that.
A Rockin SN: *chuckle*
A Rockin SN: That's all?
Der DWSage: I do. But it's needed.
A Rockin SN: *stands up* Don't you care for him?
Der DWSage: He does have a destiny. And I do need to steer him towards it.
Der DWSage: It'd help if I knew what it was.
Der DWSage: *Nods*
Der DWSage: Of course. But...can be pain.
Lithaladhwen: *snorts* Sometimes I wish my ghosts had always been so considerate.
Der DWSage: Your ghosts?
Lithaladhwen: Had a few. Not relatives. Not here to help with my destiny.
Der DWSage: *Nods*
A Rockin SN: I don't know.. Such a connection, even after death. It's creepy, but rather beautiful
Deus Fio: (I won't do skills, but I think his Tumble check's going to wind up around a 15 or so.)
Der DWSage: (S'alright.)
Der DWSage: I...well...
Lithaladhwen: So I'm kind of biased in favor of you getting your ethereal backside to the next plane and leaving him to his own life.
Der DWSage: *Turns a bright, beet red* He...stopped me being easy route.
A Rockin SN: Easy route?
Der DWSage: Understandable. Right now though, I seriously doubt he'll survive on his own.
Der DWSage: *Nods* Wanted to sell scythe for money, to help parents.
Deus Fio: ('Kay. Serviceable for now.)
Der DWSage: Defekast...would not like that.
Lithaladhwen: You say that because you're his great-grandfather. And it'll probably be true until he has to do things without you.
A Rockin SN: Ah..
Der DWSage: Actually, I thought that too.
Deus Fio: *Larifien returns, this time at a trot! His plain workout clothes are replaced with armor of light chain and green-dyed leather, incidentally matching his boots.*
Lithaladhwen: And still... here you are.
Der DWSage: Defekast teaches the virtue of working hard for one's own reward...but when I tried leaving him, he got a half-day before getting swarmed by a batch of goblins.
Deus Fio: *He's got sturdy-looking tan leather gloves on, with which he grasps the hilt of an odd sort of elven sword.*
Der DWSage: I even left him alone until it looked like he really was getting-oh, Elfie's back.
Lithaladhwen: Great. Now we watch the manly sweat flying.
Der DWSage: I'm afraid our talk is over-hand me back to Tolaris, hm? I'll interfere as little as possible...
Der DWSage: *Gives his MANLY MAN pose again at that*
Lithaladhwen: Yeah, of course. Talk to you another time.
Lithaladhwen: *brings Tolaris the younger the scythe*
Deus Fio: *It's long, like a greatsword, but tapering to a point like a needle. One edge is sharpened all the way through, the other only toward the tip.*
Der DWSage: *Takes it, nods graciously!*
Der DWSage: Hope he did not worry you.
Lithaladhwen: Course not.
Deus Fio: *The hilt is basket-style, but obviously built for the two-handed weapon it is.*
Der DWSage: *Looks at this!*
Deus Fio: You ready, boss?
Der DWSage: ...So. First to hit, first to surrender, or three hits?
Lithaladhwen: *surrendering herself to certain boredom, Zea goes and does the most gender-appropriate thing she can think of to balance all the machismo*
Lithaladhwen: *she gets back to work on her flower garland*
Deus Fio: You'd win first to hit, I'd win first to three, and I doubt either of us would surrender before death or unconsciousness.
Lithaladhwen: *calls over* There's a healing pool. So just... no one lose an eye.
Der DWSage: Try first to three, then?
Deus Fio: Eh. Not really fair. My weapon's a lot lighter than yours.
Der DWSage: Do not less estimate.
Deus Fio: I'm just saying, three hits for you is a lot more than three hits for me.
Der DWSage: Two, then?
A Rockin SN: I think he means it's not fair to count it by number of hits..
Deus Fio: Yeah. I hit a lot. You probably hit harder.
Der DWSage: *Shrug* Until yield, then?
Deus Fio: Yeah, all right. But I have a feeling that the yielding is going to happen after we get dragged out of the healing pool.
Der DWSage: *Shrugs*
Deus Fio: *Larifien is careful to stay at least ten feet away from Tolaris during this process.*
Deus Fio: Okay, so...ready?
Der DWSage: When you are.
Deus Fio: *nods and readies his blade*
T3chn0Namagomi: *And meanwhile, walking onto the scene is a relatively young-looking girl, roughly in her late teens at best. Average build, average height, short-cut straight black hair, particularly noticeable green eyes, and(cont)
Der DWSage: (Aaand init?)
T3chn0Namagomi: pretty much the rest of her totally covered by a plain tan hoodless cloak...*
Deus Fio: (Hah. Forgot his Init.)
Der DWSage: *Takes advantage of the moment before the fight to use the spell in the Scythe...not that Larifien would know this*
Deus Fio: (+6 Dex, +1 Battle Fortitude. So +7.)
OnlineHost: Deus Fio rolled 1 20-sided die: 16
Der DWSage: (Bull strength adds +4 to Tol's strength.)
OnlineHost: Der DWSage rolled 1 20-sided die: 5
Deus Fio: (23 Init.)
Der DWSage: (...Yeah, Tolaris goes last. 6.)
A Rockin SN: *looks at Zea, chuckling a bit to himself as he watches her*
Deus Fio: *It takes Larifien barely any time at all to get from a solid stance on the ground to suddenly hurtling at Tolaris, brandishing his sword.*
T3chn0Namagomi: *she looks at the two ready to fight with curiosity, her head cocked slightly to the side* o.o Aaa...what's going on here? *asked to nobody in particular*
Deus Fio: (Spring Attacking.)
Der DWSage: *...Oh, and for the record? Tolaris totally has a shield. At the start of the fight, he'd dropped it-and it started floating on its own.*
Der DWSage: (Sorry. That's the last bit of his pre-fight stuff-and that one was for AC.)
OnlineHost: Deus Fio rolled 1 20-sided die: 10
Deus Fio: (25.)
Der DWSage: (That's his AC. And I think defender wins.)
Kelne2261: *Meanwhile, that music that's likely blended into the background for most people has shifted to a more martial tune.*
Deus Fio: (Wrong.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Attacker wins)
Deus Fio: (Attacker.)
Der DWSage: (I was incorrect!)
OnlineHost: Deus Fio rolled 1 10-sided die: 8
Deus Fio: (+5 = 13)
A Rockin SN: (How'd you get +5 damage?)
Der DWSage: Ow!
T3chn0Namagomi: (Two-handing)
A Rockin SN: (Ah.)
Der DWSage: =Stings like hell!=
Deus Fio: (+2 Str, two-handed weapon, +2 weapon?)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Also, weapon enchantment)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Yeah.)
Der DWSage: (Also, doesn't he get a second attack?)
Kelne2261: *It doesn't seem as if Serenity's actually putting any serious power behind it in terms of helping anyone out. Just taking the opportunity to practice.*
T3chn0Namagomi: (Nope)
Deus Fio: (Not on a Spring.)
Deus Fio: (Oh, shit, almost forgot.)
A Rockin SN: *to Zea* That's rather ... cute, pardon my saying. For a Mercenary.
Der DWSage: (Ah, right.)
OnlineHost: Deus Fio rolled 3 6-sided dice: 3 2 5
Deus Fio: (Skirmish damage.)
Der DWSage: (...I see.)
Der DWSage: =Ow, ow, ow...=
Lithaladhwen: *slowly looks up*
Der DWSage: *Fortunately, Tol is no slouch-he's retaliating with two quick slices, one high and one low against Lars...*
OnlineHost: Der DWSage rolled 2 20-sided dice: 1 12
Deus Fio: (Wait.)
Der DWSage: (Critical fuck.)
Deus Fio: (I didn't say I was done.)
Der DWSage: (...Okay then!)
Deus Fio: *He shifts his momentum after his solid slash, continuing at his slightly superhuman speed to rest about 30 feet from Tolaris. An easy lope for an elf in fancy magic shoes, but a Paladin in armor might have a bit of trouble.*
Deus Fio: (Now I'm done.)
Deus Fio: (Larifien's Speed is 50 ft, if you were wondering.)
Der DWSage: (Kay. And it lets me fix mine thing...)
A Rockin SN: *looks back down, sitting down, trying not to sound patronizing*
A Rockin SN: I don't mean to sound patranoizing or anything.
A Rockin SN: *patronizing
Lithaladhwen: You do sound patronizing. For someone who doesn't intend it.
A Rockin SN: Oh, trust me...
A Rockin SN: It's refreshing.
Deus Fio: *The tingling feeling Larifien gets when he moves quickly leaves him bobbing and weaving unnecessarily when he reaches his destination. Still, he'll be tougher to hit.*
T3chn0Namagomi: *looks over to the two conversing* Hi. You two also working at the Phoenix Talon?
Deus Fio: (The Skirmish bonus to AC explained by ADHD!)
Lithaladhwen: Your condescension, or my cuteness?
Der DWSage: (I see!)
Der DWSage: (Either way.)
A Rockin SN: *not paying attention at the moment* No need to be like that, I'm just saying it's nice to see someone not trying to flex their abilities.
Der DWSage: *Tolaris is no slouch himself, though...the moment he sees the Elf back away, he lowers his shoulders and fucking charges, intending to cut him down...*
Lithaladhwen: How do you know I'm not? I work with plants.
T3chn0Namagomi: o.o *blink, blink*
Der DWSage: (Charging attack-+2 to hit, -2 AC.)
OnlineHost: Der DWSage rolled 1 20-sided die: 15
Der DWSage: (I'm assuming a 31 is a hit.)
A Rockin SN: *shrugging* You're not making them eat me or dance in a line, which is a step up.
Deus Fio: (Yeah.)
OnlineHost: Der DWSage rolled 2 4-sided dice: 4 3
Der DWSage: (14 damage, whilst I describerate.)
Lithaladhwen: No. I'm pretty sure I signed a contract stating I wouldn't kill anyone. So nothing I make will eat you.
T3chn0Namagomi: *sits down next to Zea and the other guy, simply listening to them talk while watching the fight*
Der DWSage: *And it seems that Tol is just a bit tricky-he looks like he's going to hit far to the side, but instead ends up landing the blow -right- in the Elf's gut due to a little wrist twitch. Impressive*
A Rockin SN: *shrugs, and pulls the wine out of his bag again. He wipes the neck, and looks at the ladies* Either of you want any?
Lithaladhwen: *nods to the stranger*
T3chn0Namagomi: Ah, sure!
Der DWSage: *He then ends up stopping, floating shield and all, about ten feet from Larry again*
Lithaladhwen: *continues weaving flowers all into each other*
Deus Fio: (You've got Spring Attack?)
A Rockin SN: *hands the girl the bottle of Fine Wine*
Lithaladhwen: *the flowers are yellow, btw*
T3chn0Namagomi: (...can't Spring Attack after a charge, I thought)
Der DWSage: (Nope-that was a charge. 20 foot move, twice over, makes 40 feet.)
Deus Fio: (Yeah, but you have to stop when you get to him.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (...you stop after your attack)
Deus Fio: (You can't keep going.)
A Rockin SN: *to Zea* I honestly didn't mean to sound condescending.. I just got tired of .. You know, watching people boast about what they can do.
Der DWSage: (Ah. In that case, he's right in his face.)
Deus Fio: (The only time you can move-attack-move is if you're Springing.)
Der DWSage: (Mine mistake. I misread that as you have to take the full 2x move.)
Deus Fio: (You can't Spring in heavy armor without the Champion of Corellon Larethian class anyway.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (...uh, I don't remember reading that anywhere)
Lithaladhwen: Well, it might be worth it for you to note that women don't generally appreciate having their behavior described as "cute" by strange men.
Deus Fio: (Second to last line of the Spring Attack feat, PHB100.)
Lithaladhwen: Just, y'know. For future reference.
A Rockin SN: *eyes Zea* I'm a strange man now?
Deus Fio: ("You can't use this feat if you are wearing heavy armor.")
Lithaladhwen: I don't know you from a hole in the wall. So yes.
Der DWSage: (Anyway. Spleen's turn.)
A Rockin SN: Hrm.
A Rockin SN: Alright, I was sure I introduced myself.
Deus Fio: Hmm! I should have moved farther. My mistake.
Lithaladhwen: IM: I know Thenswick better than you, and he's still strange.
A Rockin SN: I'm Alistair.
Der DWSage: =Yes, well, we all make those!=
Deus Fio: (Hey, wait.)
Lithaladhwen: Zea.
Deus Fio: (Do Skirmishes apply before you move your ten feet, as long as you know you're going to move ten feet?)
Der DWSage: (Don't ask me.)
Deus Fio: (...)
Deus Fio: (BRIAN!)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Lemme check)
A Rockin SN: *nod* Pleasure, though that was quite the wrong foot to start on.
T3chn0Namagomi: Oh, I'm Ran. ^.^ *nods*
Arch mage144: (Uh, no.)
Deus Fio: ("1d6 points of damage on all attacks she makes in any round in which she moves at least 10 feet.")
Arch mage144: (You have to move 10 feet.)
Arch mage144: (You can't just "be planning to move ten feet.")
Deus Fio: (Fair enough!)
Kelne2261: (I'd think it's all about momentum. So if you haven't built up that momentum before you strike...)
A Rockin SN: Pleasure, Ran. *doesn't look too much older than Ran, maybe 20*
T3chn0Namagomi: ("This bonus applies as soon as the scout has moved 10 feet." referring to the AC bonus. It can be applied to the damage as well, I'd argue)
Der DWSage: (As soon as. IE, move first, then strike.)
A Rockin SN: *raises his hand as his raven swoops down to hand on his hand*
T3chn0Namagomi: So, aah, about the wine?
Deus Fio: *A leaping, springing dodge to one side and a slash, and then he's off and running again, too fast to try and react to. The good news is he couldn't get moving fast enough to do his fast damage trick.*
A Rockin SN: (Already gave it to her Douggy)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Don't call me that.)
A Rockin SN: (:P )
Der DWSage: (Doggy, then?)
T3chn0Namagomi: (*drops a tank on Dan and Sage*)
Lithaladhwen: *to Alistair* It's all right. Don't worry about it.
Lithaladhwen: So why aren't you over there testing your manhood?
Lithaladhwen: Don't want to show off?
Der DWSage: (*Fortunately, prepared for this-and brings out a Wily E. Coyote type Umbrella. In comedic fashion, the umbrella protects him...while the tank falls on Dan*)
T3chn0Namagomi: *seems to start drinking the wine straight from the bottle*
Deus Fio: *The bad news is that he's running flat out, ending up 45 feet from Tolaris, because that's as far as he could get.*
A Rockin SN: *sarcastically* What? If I want to boast about what I can do, It's best to do it in front of the ladies, right?
Lithaladhwen: *chuckles* I guess.
Lithaladhwen: Is that the plan?
A Rockin SN: *yawns*
Der DWSage: (And Spleen needs to roll for that at some point.)
OnlineHost: Deus Fio rolled 1 20-sided die: 16
A Rockin SN: *sarcastically still* I can't do much anyway, I'm just a little street rat. *sure looks the part*
Deus Fio: (31 hits?)
Der DWSage: (Very much so.)
OnlineHost: Deus Fio rolled 1 20-sided die: 16
Deus Fio: (31 crits?)
Der DWSage: (Unfortunately, very much so.)
T3chn0Namagomi: *stops drinking* Telling you now, don't try anything with me.
Deus Fio: (Keen weapon, rapier threat range.)
OnlineHost: Deus Fio rolled 2 10-sided dice: 2 9
Lithaladhwen: Hm. Well, I'm just a little flower maiden. Aren't we all ordinary
A Rockin SN: Raven: #Haha, burnt ya Alistair!#
A Rockin SN: *in Letikan*
Deus Fio: (+10 = 21)
Der DWSage: (Don't you just roll once and double, mate? Ah well. Pained!)
A Rockin SN: #Shut up, you stupid bird.#
T3chn0Namagomi: #Hah. Even the bird knew.#
A Rockin SN: *eyes the girl* You're from Letiko?
Der DWSage: =Son of a BITCH!=
T3chn0Namagomi: Not actually. Went through there, though.
Deus Fio: (Immaterial. It comes out the same.)
Der DWSage: =...Yeah, that looks like it hurt. Want some help?=
A Rockin SN: Well, you know the language well enough
Besyanteo: (Finished)
T3chn0Namagomi: *shrugs* Best to know how to get by, isn't it?
Deus Fio: IM: I love this sword.
Der DWSage: *Backs up ten feet, wincing as he puts a hand on his newest wound...and it begins to close up, thankfully*
Der DWSage: (Using all 40 HP of healing, and I'm now 55 feet away.)
Besyanteo: (File Transfer for Spleen)
Der DWSage: That hurt!
Deus Fio: Swords to the hip often do!
Deus Fio: IM: Smart. Figured out how fast I am. If I'm gonna get to him from here in one rush, I'll have to charge like a goon, like he does.
A Rockin SN: *nods*
A Rockin SN: This is Fernie. He's my pet.
T3chn0Namagomi: ...*yawns* ...this fight's boring. *starts drinking again*
Deus Fio: IM: Why don't I own a bow?
A Rockin SN: *caresses the bird, who seems to enjoy it*
Der DWSage: IM:Maybe I can peg him with a few rocks while he's down there...
A Rockin SN: *She's my pet
A Rockin SN: Even though she's a bit annoying sometimes.
Lithaladhwen: Hey Fernie.
A Rockin SN: *perks at hearing her name*
A Rockin SN: #Hello miss!#
A Rockin SN: *Raven:
A Rockin SN: (For both)
Deus Fio: IM: If this were a real enemy, I'd distract him, hide, and pick him off in two hours when he's complacent.
A Rockin SN: Alistair: She said hello.
Lithaladhwen: IM: She doesn't seem so annoying to me. At least she knows how to greet a stranger.
Der DWSage: *Seems to be considering his own strategy during this short wait...*
T3chn0Namagomi: #So, Fernie, how often does he offer girls wine to get them to do things for him?#
Der DWSage: IM:=Can't keep relying on grandpa. Gotta try and take him down...fast. But he's quick...=
A Rockin SN: Raven: #Huh?# *blinks at Ran*
Deus Fio: *Larifien starts to build up his speed again, heading back in Tolaris's direction. He doesn't get all the way there, though. Dropping his speed to nothing within the arc of that big mother of a scythe is suicide.*
A Rockin SN: *idly* If you're going to ask her that, phrase it simply. She's not that smart.
T3chn0Namagomi: ...Oh.
Deus Fio: *So he's about where he started. Ten feet away, or so.*
A Rockin SN: #And, I don't do that sort of thing.#
A Rockin SN: *rolls his eyes*
A Rockin SN: l
T3chn0Namagomi: #Uh huh. Riiiight.#
A Rockin SN: (Ignore)
Der DWSage: IM:What a pain. Oh well...
Deus Fio: (I think 7 Int is enough to understand that.)
A Rockin SN: (I dunno, how would you classify 7 INT?)
Der DWSage: *Sighs, picks up his scythe, and charges like a goon again!*
Der DWSage: (Rather dumb human, very smart animal. Like, chimps.)
Deus Fio: (Third grader, maybe?)
Lithaladhwen: *sighs at the conversation in another language*
A Rockin SN: (Works.)
Deus Fio: (8-year-old, sorry.)
OnlineHost: Der DWSage rolled 1 20-sided die: 19
Lithaladhwen: <Great. This is a nice start.> *in Draconic*
Der DWSage: (Oh dear.)
Deus Fio: (Chimps have 3 int.)
Der DWSage: (19 is crit range!)
OnlineHost: Der DWSage rolled 1 20-sided die: 11
A Rockin SN: Raven: #Oh! He, uh...#
Deus Fio: (Is it?)
A Rockin SN: Raven: #Sometimes!#
Der DWSage: (Improved Crit.)
Deus Fio: (Fuck. Forgot.)
Arch mage144: (Yeah, uh, your average orc has INT 8. Orcs are more intelligent than chimps, believe it or not.)
A Rockin SN: Raven: #Not always though.#
Der DWSage: (27 confirm?)
A Rockin SN: (Haha)
T3chn0Namagomi: <_< Right. I think I know what you're getting at, Zea.
A Rockin SN: Sorry, sorry.
Deus Fio: (His AC at this particular moment is exactly 27, so yes.)
Der DWSage: (Huttah!)
T3chn0Namagomi: (OW.)
Lithaladhwen: <What? One of you speaks my language, right? It's not that uncommon.>
Der DWSage: (I'mma go multiply though.)
OnlineHost: Der DWSage rolled 2 4-sided dice: 2 4
A Rockin SN: Huh?
Der DWSage: (24+21=45 damage.)
Der DWSage: (Sorry, +28. So 52 damage.)
Deus Fio: Oh, fuck!
Der DWSage: *Tolaris has stopped playing. The Scythe starts coming in low...but right when Larry is hopping on one foot, Tolaris goes for the other, bringing it in a wide, slicing arc across his guts*
T3chn0Namagomi: Sorry. Don't know whatever that is, to be honest.
Lithaladhwen: Draconic.
Lithaladhwen: *shrug*
T3chn0Namagomi: ...Right. I'll speak in Gorlish now, I guess.
Der DWSage: (In hindsight, I shoulda saved 1 point for stabilizing.)
T3chn0Namagomi: ...unless I'm talking to Fernie, anyway.
Lithaladhwen: I appreciate it.
Besyanteo: *And, at that moment...*
Deus Fio: (Hah! No, no. He's fine.)
A Rockin SN: Yes, Fernie only knows how to speak Letikan
Der DWSage: (Oh, I don't doubt that. But just in case.)
Deus Fio: *Larifien drops his sword to the ground and holds up his hands.* I give! I give! Nice...ow. Nice shot.
A Rockin SN: Fernie: #What are you saying about me?#
T3chn0Namagomi: #Just saying that I'll talk in Gorlish unless I'm talking to you.#
Der DWSage: ...Good. Autumn...you okay?
Besyanteo: *Up walks what has to be the tallest, and most well kempt gnoll any of them has ever seen. He's dressed in a simplae pair of loose blue pants and a black vest with the back cut out,*
A Rockin SN: Fernie: #Oh... Okay!#
Deus Fio: Autumn?
T3chn0Namagomi: o.o Now that's something you don't see every day.
Der DWSage: Harvest time.
Besyanteo: *to accomodate a ratehr large set of wings back there. On his person are a decent looking longsword, and he has a chainshirt on under the vest*
Der DWSage: Not important. You okay?
Besyanteo: *He also has a fiddle that hooks onto his belt*
Deus Fio: *coughs weakly as he attempts to laugh*
Der DWSage: *Is rather occupied by the bleeding man at the moment*
Deus Fio: Still breathing, and you I think you missed my liver.
Besyanteo: *and he's looking at the bleeding man!* Is everything ok? o_o;
Deus Fio: But I think you mighta got my pancreas.
Lithaladhwen: They're just playing.
Lithaladhwen: I think they're fine.
Der DWSage: >_>; You know healing...?
Deus Fio: Huh? Oh, yeah. It's all fake blood.
Besyanteo: (being addressed?)
Besyanteo: (or someone else?)
T3chn0Namagomi: Eh, ignore them, I say. *to the new guy*
Der DWSage: (He's talking to the Gnoll, aye.)
Besyanteo: *he walks over!*
Lithaladhwen: (He's being addressed.)
A Rockin SN: He's bleeding. Fakely, though, clearly.
Besyanteo: *and examines the cut*
Der DWSage: 6.6; Spar...out of hand.
T3chn0Namagomi: Indeed. He's fine.
Besyanteo: (Bad cut?)
T3chn0Namagomi: (From a crit? Yeah.)
Deus Fio: (Scythe crit? Yes, bad cut.)
Deus Fio: (52 damage on a guy who can take 76.)
Besyanteo: *he touches the injured man with his finger,*
A Rockin SN: (Haha, that slash'd have killed me. :p)
Besyanteo: (Using Cure SErious Wounds as a spell-like ability)
A Rockin SN: (Freaking mages)
Besyanteo: (Racial. =D)
Lithaladhwen: (Zea has 84 HP.)
Lithaladhwen: (Wa ha ha.)
Kelne2261: *And the flute winds down, Serenity packing it away*
Deus Fio: (Zea's also not an elf.)
Lithaladhwen: (No, Zea's a teenaged girl.)
A Rockin SN: (Neither is Alistair, but he's squishy :[ )
T3chn0Namagomi: (Ran has 89 HP.)
Deus Fio: (I gave up some Con for some Dex. Deal with the devil.)
Besyanteo: (*hunting for formula*)
T3chn0Namagomi: (And is a sorcerer.)
Deus Fio: (Ran's a freak. We established that.)
A Rockin SN: ( :-( )
T3chn0Namagomi: )XD_
Kelne2261: (Does this mean I have the lowest HP character at 49?)
Deus Fio: (Oh, sorry, 3d8, Bes.)
OnlineHost: Besyanteo rolled 3 8-sided dice: 3 2 8
T3chn0Namagomi: (*XD)
A Rockin SN: (No.)
Besyanteo: (13+ ...)
A Rockin SN: (I got all of 30)
Deus Fio: (Caster level might be HD.)
Besyanteo: (10)
Kelne2261: (That's alright, then.)
A Rockin SN: (That's what I get for being a no-CON bonus mage)
Besyanteo: (well, wait. It is, but it also adds...)
A Rockin SN: (I know what I'm raising if I live to level 12.)
Lithaladhwen: (Yeah. Zea's a cleric with +2 CON. Helps.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Actually, it's not HD. He's got, uh, racial HD)
Besyanteo: (... HD is... 5. So that 18 HP. Well damn.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Actually, IIRC, it's his Bard level)
Deus Fio: (Why would it be his Bard level?)
Deus Fio: (Fer fuck's sake, where's my MM?)
Besyanteo: (The spell comes from his Half Celestial business, so it's HD)
T3chn0Namagomi: (OH)
Besyanteo: (I have it recorded)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Nevermind)
A Rockin SN: (Wow, his Celestial father must have been drunk)
T3chn0Namagomi: (I'm stupid)
Besyanteo: (I have a backstory for that)
Besyanteo: (:o)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Might've been the mother)
Besyanteo: (It lacks alcohol!)
Der DWSage: *Sigh o' relief!*
Besyanteo: Better...?
Deus Fio: (It's all hit dice.)
Kelne2261: *Strolls over to the others*
Deus Fio: Yeah. Yeah, not bad.
Besyanteo: *he smiles cheerily* Good.
Besyanteo: *and he brushes some blood off his funger onto the grass*
Besyanteo: *his finger too*
Deus Fio: I know where I'm taking my bath tonight, but at least I won't have to...um...okay, yeah, I'm going to have to wash off my armor.
Der DWSage: ...Thank you.
Besyanteo: ... Pretty rough playing, though.
Der DWSage: *Turns red again*
Besyanteo: HAven't you guys ever heard of practice sticks? 6_6;
T3chn0Namagomi: Eh. They think they're manly or something.
Deus Fio: Not as much fun.
Lithaladhwen: Yeah, what she said.
Deus Fio: So, um...are you new? o_o
T3chn0Namagomi: I really think they're trying to compensate.
Besyanteo: Yeah. Looking for work.
Deus Fio: I don't remember seeing you around. I think I'd notice a...um...gnoll with wings.
Deus Fio: And the healing touch, evidentally.
Besyanteo: Heh. I stand out a little, don't I?
Besyanteo: *he flexes his wings!*
T3chn0Namagomi: Juuust a little, I guess.
Besyanteo: *They practically sparkle*
Kelne2261: Personally, I'm not sure how much good practicing single combat is. I mean, we'll be operating in groups against groups.
Deus Fio: >_> Says you.
Der DWSage: o_o
T3chn0Namagomi: ...It's more likely than not, you know.
Lithaladhwen: I don't generally fight alone. But that's more of a personal style than anything else.
Lithaladhwen: We might be sent out as individuals.
Besyanteo: Name's Haku. *offers Mr. Cold Cuts an arm up*
Lithaladhwen: And anyway, even in groups you're usually only fighting one person at a time.
Der DWSage: Um.
Der DWSage: Tolaris Quirm. You are...angel?
Kelne2261: *Shrugs* I suppose so.
Deus Fio: Larifien Starfinder.
Deus Fio: (Did you get descriptions, Bes?)
Der DWSage: *Speaks with an absolutely atrocious accent. He's obviously still struggling with the language*
Besyanteo: (Hm?)
Besyanteo: (Of the various people? No.)
T3chn0Namagomi: ...That name's too long.
Deus Fio: (Okay.)
T3chn0Namagomi: I'll call you Larry for short.
Lithaladhwen: *finishes her garland of yellow flowers and puts it right up on her head where it belongs before leaning back in the grass to watch everyone else*
Besyanteo: ... Well, Kind of.
Lithaladhwen: I wouldn't recommend it.
Besyanteo: Mom was an angel.
Deus Fio: ...YOU WILL CALL ME LARIFIEN. NOT. LARRY.
Besyanteo: >_o
T3chn0Namagomi: ...Okay Larry.
Deus Fio: >_> *glare glare glare glare*
Arch mage144: Touchy, aren't we?
Kelne2261: IM: Oh dear.
Deus Fio: <_< What if people called you Laithy?
Arch mage144: *has been sitting on the ground, wordless, watching the bloodshed*
Der DWSage: *Is a rather young-looking, scruffy haired man that's wearing full plate-one that is sporting a symbol of a batch of grain-and holding a nice-looking scythe*
T3chn0Namagomi: I wouldn't even know, because that's not even my name.
Deus Fio: *was talking to Elaith*
Der DWSage: People call me Tol...
Arch mage144: I would experiment with their corpses.
Lithaladhwen: *laughs out loud*
Der DWSage: Besides. His shortened version would be 'Elly.' Blasted Elves-can't even insult right.
Deus Fio: Exactly. And since I can't experiment with corpses, I have to settle for yelling.
Lithaladhwen: IM: No one's ever given me a bizarre nickname.
Arch mage144: Pity. It doesn't seem nearly as cathartic.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Thank the gods.
T3chn0Namagomi: I don't see what the big deal is about you being called Larry. o.o *blink*
Besyanteo: ...
Lithaladhwen: It probably isn't.
Besyanteo: So, sign up inside shall I?
Besyanteo: <_<
Kelne2261: *Grins faintly*
Besyanteo: >_> ... Right.
Besyanteo: *heads off ebfore people start fighting again*
Der DWSage: (To Jason:The italicized text is from a ghost. Two characters hear him, no one else!)
Besyanteo: (Noted)
Kelne2261: (Well, how would one shorten a three letter name, anyway?)
Deus Fio: *Is an elf, but an odd one. He's got a bowl haircut (think Spock), and talks like a human.*
Der DWSage: Need me to show?
T3chn0Namagomi: Yeah, sign up inside and wait for forever for the most boring tour ever.
Besyanteo: (Ze)
Arch mage144: (Highly illogical, Spleen.)
Besyanteo: (Or Z)
T3chn0Namagomi: (...now I'm thinking Mike Dowden.)
Lithaladhwen: (Z she could handle.)
Lithaladhwen: (She publishes under Z.H. Mazuo.)
Der DWSage: (Zilly?)
Lithaladhwen: (Zany.)
Der DWSage: (Zeba!)
Deus Fio: (Larifien's going to start calling her "Sexy" at some point. Just because it bothers her a little.)
Lithaladhwen: (And she'll just call him desperate.)
Arch mage144: Since neither one of you managed to kill the other, and I have no expertise at patching up the wounds of the living, I'm going to return to my quarters and work on interior decorating issues.
Besyanteo: *Assumably he gets signed up with the guild and such?*
T3chn0Namagomi: Aa--you go do that. *to Elaith*
Deus Fio: Who are you bunking with, anyway, Elaith?
Lithaladhwen: *was just about to ask that*
Arch mage144: My agent.
Lithaladhwen: You have an agent?
Deus Fio: You have an...hey.
T3chn0Namagomi: ...wow. Never heard of someone having an agent before.
Arch mage144: Yes. He's responsible for handling any and all pertinent negotiations that I can't be bothered to deal with myself.
Deus Fio: ..........
Lithaladhwen: Sounds convenient, if... well. Whatever works.
Der DWSage: ...No agent exists, huh?
Arch mage144: Of course he exists.
Deus Fio: (Yeah, sure, Bes. They'd schedule his orientation and give him a questionnaire.)
T3chn0Namagomi: ...he amuses me. ^^
Arch mage144: He's inside.
Besyanteo: (He's get right on those!)
Besyanteo: (He'd*)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Yeah. I wonder if the paper-pushers are still tearing their hair out over Ran's handwriting)
Der DWSage: (Would he also be given a bone and a fluffy collar?)
Lithaladhwen: *realizes something* Was he, uh... riding in your carriage?
Der DWSage: (*Rimshot*)
Arch mage144: Of course.
Kelne2261: Oh, lots of people have agents. Not many mercs, though.
Besyanteo: (*Crickets*)
Lithaladhwen: Yeah. Well, I guess send him my regards.
Deus Fio: (His interviewer is a slightly sarcastic old sword named Zame Rostrian.)
Arch mage144: (Are the barracks military style where everybody's all in one room?)
Besyanteo: (He's a cha whore, he'll get through without rising to bait and so on.)
Deus Fio: (No. Two or three to a room, depending on how big the room is.)
Arch mage144: (That works, then.)
Deus Fio: (It's a converted manor house. Hence why they call it the Manor.)
Arch mage144: (Plenty of room for his necessities in his quarters, then.)
A Rockin SN: Well...
Der DWSage: *Scratches the back of his head, then looks back at Larry*
A Rockin SN: I'm going to go take a walk. See you later. *puts the wine in the bag after corking it* *pulls out an entire ten foot pole out of it*
Der DWSage: Um. You will be alright? Sorry to hit so hard.
A Rockin SN: *uses the pole as a walking staff as he randomly walks off*
Deus Fio: Yeah. No. Don't worry about a thing.
Deus Fio: I would've been fine even if that guy didn't randomly pop up.
Lithaladhwen: (I can't wait for Zea to be forced into living there. With a roommate. Pity the poor girl who has to live with Zea. Though that begs a question.)
Lithaladhwen: (The barracks sex-segregated?)
Deus Fio: You missed all the important innards.
Der DWSage: Not blood.
Besyanteo: (Zea: So, Zei- I mean, Ran.)
Deus Fio: (No. I think it was mentioned to one of the orientation groups that Rostrian trusts that men and women can cohabitate peacefully.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (...heh. Put Ran in there with her!)
Deus Fio: (Basically, the theory is that you can't stop people from screwing if they want to screw.)
Der DWSage: (I'd say put Elaith or Tolaris with her, and let amusement fly.)
Kelne2261: (Serenity: Zea! There are zombie cucumbers in my closet! Is this your doing? e.e)
Lithaladhwen: (I see!)
Deus Fio: (And they're all adults.)
Lithaladhwen: (Anybody bunking with Zea needs to deal with ghosts.)
Arch mage144: (But Elaith already has a roommate.)
Lithaladhwen: (And there you have it. Elaith doesn't need to see any more of Zea than he already does.)
A Rockin SN: (Sorry to quit like that, but it's 7 AM here, so there)
Besyanteo: (Night Dan.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Ran has the ultimate "no" answer to propositions like that anyway.)
Lithaladhwen: (Understood, dude. Feel free to sleep.)
Kelne2261: (Night.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (It involves a boot and the guy's crotch)
Lithaladhwen: (So does Zea. It's called, "I can summon six wraiths in a day for free and you will never sleep again.")
Der DWSage: (Tolaris:6.6 o.o Full plate cup.)
Der DWSage: (Tolaris:*Points at Grandpa Tolaris* And who says I sleep now? He never shuts up.)
A Rockin SN: (After Alistair, I think I'll try making a horseman)
Deus Fio: (Centaur?)
A Rockin SN: (:[ )
A Rockin SN: (No, a mounted combatant)
T3chn0Namagomi: (He wants to abuse charging)
Besyanteo: (So, anything we need to talk about? With the interview and all?)
Kelne2261: (Serenity: You do know that I can fascinate you. There are so many things I can have you do that don't technically involve harm.)
A Rockin SN: (Who will have to be a paladin, most likely, or face shitty mounts.)
Deus Fio: (Dude, make an anthropomorphic horse that rides a normal horse.)
A Rockin SN: (....)
Lithaladhwen: (.......)
T3chn0Namagomi: (.........)
Besyanteo: (*BITE*)
Der DWSage: (...Or just make a Centaur.)
Der DWSage: (And be your own steed.)
Besyanteo: (BAD SPLEEN!)
Lithaladhwen: Well, look. Ran, it was great meeting you. But I think I need to go see how my travelling companion's doing, and he's probably bored out of his mind without me.
Lithaladhwen: So I'll see you later.
Lithaladhwen: 'kay?
Besyanteo: (Furries should never be put near normal animals. It does weird things to reality)
T3chn0Namagomi: Right. See you later!
A Rockin SN: (Or)
A Rockin SN: (I might make a Knight)
Deus Fio: (Anyway. There's nothing about the interview that requires discussion.)
A Rockin SN: (Tankity tank tank)
Deus Fio: (Knight's cool.)
Arch mage144: (You know, there are anthro-horses in the Miniatures Handbook.)
Arch mage144: (Large creatures, though. So you couldn't ride a normal horse.)
A Rockin SN: (Can you ride a warhorse)
A Rockin SN: (?)
Lithaladhwen: (What about some sort of demonic dire equine?)
Deus Fio: (But you'll have an RPed orientation.)
A Rockin SN: (:P)
Arch mage144: (No, you would need a huge creature to ride.)
A Rockin SN: (Ah)
Besyanteo: (Purple Worm!)
A Rockin SN: (Dire Horse)
Lithaladhwen: (I'll ride your huge creature.)
A Rockin SN: (:p)
Arch mage144: (This isn't Dune.)
Deus Fio: (Anthropomorphic animal rules from Savage Species would have the horse-man be Medium.)
Lithaladhwen: (Wow. That really was dirty.)
Der DWSage: (Permenantly enlarged Dire Wolf?)
Arch mage144: (Would you?)
Besyanteo: (:-( )
A Rockin SN: (Hrm.)
Arch mage144: (You could ride an elephant.)
A Rockin SN: (Does a Knight have any penalties if he breaks the code?)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Yes)
A Rockin SN: (What is it?)
Der DWSage: (Many.)
A Rockin SN: (That's kinda lame, seeing as the Knight isn't supernatural. :[ )
Deus Fio: (Tarring and feathering.)
Der DWSage: (If I remember right...basically the same as Paladins.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (You've got, first off, loss of a challenge ability for the day)
Der DWSage: (You become a Fighter without bonus feats.)
Lithaladhwen: *heads off to feed her mystery friend*
A Rockin SN: (You lose challenges?)
Der DWSage: (*Goes to look it up.*)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Yes)
Lithaladhwen: (Now we get to find out whether Zea or Elaith has a weirder travelling companion.)
Arch mage144: (Every time you break your conduct you lose one use of challenge.)
A Rockin SN: (Hrm.)
Arch mage144: (That's it.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (If you have no more, you gain a penalty of some sort)
A Rockin SN: (One use for that day, or permanently?)
Arch mage144: (Of course, if you become non-lawful you're not a knight anymore.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (One use for the day)
Arch mage144: (That day.)
A Rockin SN: (That's not that hefty)
Arch mage144: (No, it isn't that awful.)
Besyanteo: (Hence why you can be an asshole now and again and still be IC.)
Arch mage144: (Assholery isn't actually part of the conduct =P)
Der DWSage: (They're right. And if you have no more challenges, cumulative -2 to hit and saves.)
A Rockin SN: (Dude.)
A Rockin SN: (They're Knights)
A Rockin SN: (Knights were assholes)
Der DWSage: (For one day.)
A Rockin SN: (:[ )
Besyanteo: (Whee!)
Arch mage144: (Flanking an opponent for a bonus, attacking a helpless foe for lethal damage...)
T3chn0Namagomi: (It's about nerfing yourself)
Der DWSage: (Also:Wow, that's a lot of things that can screw you over.)
Arch mage144: (They're all easy to avoid doing, though.)
A Rockin SN: (Brian, what if you make the target helpless?)
T3chn0Namagomi: (It's sort of like those fighting game players who make up "No throwing" rules)
Der DWSage: (No flat-footedness, no flanking, no attacking helpless.)
Besyanteo: (Attacking the weakpoint for massive damage is against the code?)
A Rockin SN: (Massive Crab.)
Der DWSage: (BUT! You get mounted combat for free at 2nd level.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (LULZ THROWS ARE CHEEP)
A Rockin SN: (What if you get him flatfooted or grounded fairly? By Trip?)
A Rockin SN: (Or by a slow enemy that you manage to move around?)
Arch mage144: (That's not helpless.)
Besyanteo: *So!*
Der DWSage: (Like by Sleep, or Hold Person.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Prone != helpless)
A Rockin SN: (What if you, say, beat an enemy then, and he's at 0 HP? Can't you finish him off?)
Besyanteo: *How goes?*
Deus Fio: (That's not "helpless". Helpless is bound or unconscious.)
Deus Fio: (Not even Hold Person, I don't think.)
Der DWSage: (No, Dan.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Hold Person does it)
Arch mage144: (You can't coup de grace someone at 0 HP)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Paralysis)
A Rockin SN: (How the hell do you kill someone then? :-( )
Deus Fio: (No, Dan. A Knight can't finish off anyone who isn't currently holding onto their weapon and facing him.)
Arch mage144: (You deliver enough damage to kill them while they're still conscious.)
A Rockin SN: (What if they're running?)
Der DWSage: (Do more than 11 damage, or let them bleed to death.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Yeah. They do bleed to death)
Arch mage144: (You just can't slit their throats while they're unconscious.)
Arch mage144: *eats ()*
Der DWSage: (ANYWAY!)
Besyanteo: (Tell the Rogue to do it for you.)
Besyanteo: (:o)
Der DWSage: *Tolaris is now looking at his scythe!*
A Rockin SN: (What if they're running? :[ )
Der DWSage: *It's a really nice scythe.*
Besyanteo: (Tell the Barb to do it)
Deus Fio: (You can kill them if they're running, Dan.)
Besyanteo: (He runs FASTER)
Der DWSage: (You hit them over the head with the hilt.)
A Rockin SN: (Haha.)
Kelne2261: (I'd be inclined to use a fighter build and allow foes to accept or decline challenges as they saw fit, myself.)
Der DWSage: (Thus KOing them, without killing them.)
A Rockin SN: (I'm just saying, can you kill them then is all. Ah well, sleep me)
A Rockin SN has left the room.
Lithaladhwen: (Are you even still RPing?)
Besyanteo: (Well, I'm trying to.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (I think it got derailed...)
Deus Fio: Anyway. I'm gonna go drop a bit of the juice into the pool and soak.
Besyanteo: *Somewher e in the application process*
Besyanteo: *or orientation*
Deus Fio: Sucks we gotta pay for the potions, huh?
Deus Fio: (You can return. Orientation will be whenever other people who need to go through it are available.)
Kelne2261: Well, you did do it to yourself, effectively.
T3chn0Namagomi: ...would you rather pay for the pool?
Deus Fio: Hell, no.
Besyanteo: *And...*
Der DWSage: ...Yeah.
Besyanteo: *He heads back outside!*
Besyanteo: *And he looks fairly chipper. Whee*
Der DWSage: >_> Oh. You again. Thanks!
Arch mage144: (You could've dealt subdual damage to each other while sparring, you realize >_>)
Besyanteo: (Hee.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (They were too busy being macho)
Der DWSage: (That also takes a -4 penalty to hit.)
Lithaladhwen: (Yup. G'night folks. I'll lurk and log as usual.)
Besyanteo: Hm? Ah, sure. I couldn't just let him bleed to death.
Kelne2261: (Night.)
Der DWSage: (And I'm wondering how you do subdual with a scythe.)
Besyanteo: (Night)
Deus Fio: (Still gotta put through the orientation process Bes, GC, Zem, Cynic, and Sage's friend Jennifer.)
Besyanteo: (Blunt side)
Arch mage144: (...smack them with the flat of the blade)
Der DWSage: (Nighty night.)
Arch mage144: (Just like how you deal subdual with a sword.)
Besyanteo: (Heee. Roy used it like a bat. ^^ )
Deus Fio: *holds out his hand for Tolaris to shake* Hell of a hit.
Besyanteo: (I will always lvoe that scene)
Der DWSage: (AM:Using it like a bat. There we go.)
Der DWSage: (I withdraw all comments!)
Der DWSage: *Takes it!* Kinda.
Deus Fio: Do that to someone really trying to kill you and we've got a team.
Der DWSage: o_o I'll hit harder.
Deus Fio: Damn well better.
Deus Fio: See you guys later. I'm gonna take a nap after I get myself healed, so I probably won't be awake until the rest of you are getting into bed.
Besyanteo: Later. *wave*
Deus Fio: Because apparently my circadian rhythm stopped existing thirty years ago.
Besyanteo: *So, is anyone else left in the yard?*
T3chn0Namagomi: *Ran is!*
Der DWSage: *Farmboy is!*
Kelne2261: *Well, there's Serenity.*
Deus Fio: *leaves to go clean his armor, heal in the pool, and NAP.*
Besyanteo: *he finds a place to sit*
Besyanteo: So.
T3chn0Namagomi: Hm?
Der DWSage: Hm?
Besyanteo: I know His name now *nods to Tolaris*
Besyanteo: How about you two?
Deus Fio: (Does anyone really care if I really have him spend the money to buy a potion or not?)
T3chn0Namagomi: Name's Ran. *nods* Yours?
Deus Fio: (I mean, it's not like he was wounded in battle.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (...naah)
Besyanteo: Haku.
Kelne2261: Serenity. A pleasure to meet a fellow artist. *Nods towards the fiddle*
Deus Fio: (And he needs a leg up from the fact that I won't be able to use him ever.)
Besyanteo: *he smiles* You play as well? *looks for an instrument on her*
Der DWSage: (Just say some mook saw him in the hallway and used him for first aid practice.)
Deus Fio: (MOOK HEALING AWRIIIIGHT)
Besyanteo: I'm a bit of a beginner, but I play whenever I get the chance.
Der DWSage: o.o
Kelne2261: *There's a small case about the size for a disassembled flute.*
Der DWSage: ...Played slide-whistle once...
Besyanteo: (Fun fact: )
Besyanteo: (Haku has perform in three different areas.)
Besyanteo: (I play to keep them all up.)
Kelne2261: (Ranks in perform: kazoo?)
Deus Fio has left the room.
Besyanteo: (Jig, Sing, and Fiddle)
T3chn0Namagomi: I...never really was good with music. ^^;
Kelne2261: (I myself played the flute some time ago. Hence the decision to use it here.)
Besyanteo: *he unhooks his fiddle, and starts tuning it* No? *to Ran, that*
T3chn0Namagomi: Not really. Never touched an instrument in my life.
Besyanteo: That's too bad... It's wonderful, to be able to let your soul out for all to hear.
Kelne2261: It's only a matter of practice, really. Most people have far more native talent than they give themselves credit for.
Besyanteo: ... Even if sometimes your hands or voice can't really keep up. Heheh.
T3chn0Namagomi: *shrug*
Der DWSage: ...Let your soul out to hear?
Der DWSage: 6.6 I like my soul inside...
Besyanteo: *he chuckles a little* Yeah, I know, corny.
T3chn0Namagomi: He means express yourself.
Besyanteo: *he plays a quick string*
Besyanteo: (Must not play "Devil came down to Georgia"...)
Der DWSage: Still.
Besyanteo: (But eh, what the hell)
Besyanteo: *He does start playying! It's not the work of a master, but it's pretty good*
Besyanteo: *A fast tune you might find country folks dancing to*
Der DWSage: *Listens, rapt!*
Kelne2261: (What we need is a company orchestra.)
T3chn0Namagomi: *listens with curiosity*
Besyanteo: (We could "encourage" other players to take up various perform skills. =D)
Kelne2261: *Smiles with approval at the tune*
Der DWSage: *Tapping his foot...and then decides, what the hell.*
Besyanteo: (Or else I could grab LEadership at 12 and get a musical cohort. :o)
Der DWSage: *He stands up in full Plate, and begins doing a little hoe-down dance-with that scythe as his dance partner!*
Kelne2261: (Tempting.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (...Tumbling can be used for performances!)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Or something like that)
Besyanteo: (It could!)
Besyanteo: (But it would be a limited performance style)
Besyanteo: *And, a moment later, he stands up and joins Tolaris in dancing!*
Besyanteo: (Zea: *in bed* I will curse them all. e_e)
Der DWSage: *Joined!*
Der DWSage: (Tolaris:Too late!)
Kelne2261: *Joins in the dancing herself, though she takes care to stay out of Mr. Full-Plate's way*
T3chn0Namagomi: *just sits and watches, looking entertained*
Besyanteo: *His wings tend to be part of the dance, too. It's a deathtrap in there*
T3chn0Namagomi: *cocking her head to the side, even*
Besyanteo: (Ran: IM: Mmm... Pie.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (And a related news story: I Like Pie!)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Pie to whoever gets the reference)
Kelne2261: (Well, there is the old I Like Corn thing. But I doubt that's it.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Nope, that's not it.)
Besyanteo: *And, eventually, he finished up with a flourise of the bow... That's what it's called, right?*
Der DWSage: *Tolaris does as well-though he's rather more out of breath*
Besyanteo: *and he laughs happily*
Besyanteo: Gods that's fun!
Der DWSage: Glad...you...think...
Der DWSage: *Pant, pant, pant*
T3chn0Namagomi: That was fun to watch, at least. o.o
Besyanteo: ...
Besyanteo: *pats Tolaris*
Besyanteo: Just as a thought...
Besyanteo: DAncing is best done out of one's metal plating.
Besyanteo: Not in.
Besyanteo: *friendly smile*
Der DWSage: I k-know...
Der DWSage: Only allowed take it off t-to sleep...
Besyanteo: ...
T3chn0Namagomi: ...That doesn't make sense.
Besyanteo: Seems like kind of a raw deal. *headscratch*
Besyanteo: Who said?
T3chn0Namagomi: ...I mean, you can take armor off, can't you?
Besyanteo: *clips his fiddle back to his side*
Der DWSage: Great grandpa.
Kelne2261: Must get tiring.
Besyanteo: ... Ah. Family thing.
Besyanteo: I understand.
Der DWSage: I can take it off...but not allowed.
Der DWSage: *Nods*
Besyanteo: (... I jsut realized that he has an illegal alignment. Ha ha. *fix*)
T3chn0Namagomi: (LG?)
Der DWSage: (*Chuckles*)
Der DWSage: (NG is better anyway.)
Besyanteo: (He's marked as NG)
Kelne2261: (Eh, screw alignment rules.)
Besyanteo: (BArds need to be Choatic)
Der DWSage: (Know what?)
Der DWSage: (We need a Bardarian.)
Besyanteo: (Celestial only requires good, which I like anyway)
Der DWSage: (With an axe.)
Besyanteo: (...)
Der DWSage: (=D)
Der DWSage: (I'm horrible, I know. And should get sleep soon.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (*hits Sage really hard in the face with an axe*)
T3chn0Namagomi: (*just because he can*)
Besyanteo: (On the one hand, it's a terrible idea systematically. On the other,)
Der DWSage: (*Wily E. Umbrella to the rescue-the blow is deflected and hits Dan in the face instead!*)
Besyanteo: (Gnoll/Celestial + Bard? Ha ha ha, no.)
Besyanteo: *he sits again*
Besyanteo: Getting dark out.
Besyanteo: 9.9
T3chn0Namagomi: *shrugs* So it is.
Der DWSage: ...Yeah.
T3chn0Namagomi: (Hm...Deadly Concussion, Weapon Spec, Heavy Armor Optimization, or screw the sundering and pick something different to focus on...)
Der DWSage: (Sundering is good, mate.)
Der DWSage: Stars will be out...
Der DWSage: *Smiles at that*
Besyanteo: Mmmmhm. *ditto*
T3chn0Namagomi: Yeah. Pretty much. *nods, lays on the ground*
Der DWSage: ...Wonder how mother is.
Besyanteo: I'd fly up and play around them, but it feels like I'd be snubbing everyone here.
Der DWSage: ...I meant to ask...
T3chn0Namagomi: No you wouldn't. I won't be jealous because someone can fly and I can't.
Besyanteo: *flexes his wings*
Besyanteo: *and looks at Tolaris. Is he going to continue?*
Der DWSage: Sorry. But can I scratch ears? You look like =Gerard= at home...
Besyanteo: ...
Besyanteo: o_o
Besyanteo: ...
Besyanteo: *he laughs*
Der DWSage: *Blink*
Besyanteo: Sure, just this once.
Der DWSage: (Fun fact:Tolaris has ranks in Handle Animal!)
Besyanteo: *he wipes a little tear away* ... It's a gnoll thing. Don't worry about it.
Besyanteo: ^_^ *waits*
Besyanteo: (Look at itthis way: )
Der DWSage: *Scratches-and he knew his way around a canine skull, that's for sure* Reminds me of home.
Besyanteo: (Most gnolls are wild, evil, and want to eat you. :o)
Der DWSage: (Indeed!)
Besyanteo: *mock barks*
Der DWSage: (Tolaris is, quite frankly, immature with the world.)
Besyanteo: (And Haku is a nut with weird parents. =D)
Besyanteo: *And... With Tolaris finished up there,*
Besyanteo: *he stands, and takes off*
Der DWSage: *Nods approvingly at this!*
Besyanteo: (When*)]
Besyanteo: (Yarr.)
Kelne2261: *There's a distinct look of envy in her eyes at this sight, but it's more 'why can't I' than 'how come he'.*
Besyanteo: (Hm. HEy, Doug. Can you still "run" while flying?)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Uh, if it's natural, I think so)
Besyanteo: (Ha!)
Besyanteo: (Wow, that's gonna get broken.)
Der DWSage: (You can, but I think there's penalties if you don't have good control.)
Besyanteo: (It's good manueverability flight.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Don't quote me on that, though)
Besyanteo: (The reason I ask is that I also haveexpeditious retreat, and flight movement is twice your land speed movement.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Heh)
Besyanteo: (480 feet in 6 seconds~)
T3chn0Namagomi: *simply watches* IM: So some can fly. Not everyone can do everything, after all.
Der DWSage: *Also watches*
Der DWSage: IM:=I prefer my feet on the ground.=
Der DWSage: IM:=Safer that trying to stick my head in the clouds for a cheap rush.=
Besyanteo: (Now we jsut need Shaun's windmage from Gunnir.)
Besyanteo: (They can crash into eachother at 40 mph)
T3chn0Namagomi: (XD)
Besyanteo: (And miraculously live!)
Der DWSage: (...I need sleep.)
Besyanteo: (I imagine we all should consider sleep.)
Der DWSage: *Slowly gets up, and walks back to his room...*
Kelne2261: (And so it ends, I suppose.)
T3chn0Namagomi: *simply lays there some more for a while*
Besyanteo: (Until next time, Gadget. NEXT TIIIIIME!)
T3chn0Namagomi has left the room.
Besyanteo has left the room.
Der DWSage has left the room.
Kelne2261 has left the room.