You have just entered room "tuobrp."
Besyanteo has entered the room.
KnightsofSquare has entered the room.
A Rockin SN has entered the room.
Thramkalith has entered the room.
Der DWSage: (Hm! Three actual RPers...That's not too bad.)
Besyanteo: (There will be dancing! IN YOUR FACE!)
Thramkalith: ( Heh )
Der DWSage: (SO! You all start with a simple CI. I need to grab me some drinks and food and math.)
Besyanteo: *So a Celestial, a Gnoll, and a Bard walk ont oa grass lawn.*
Thramkalith: ( ...? I'm confused! Okay )
Besyanteo: *This could be a wonderful joke, if they weren't all one person*
Besyanteo: *he sits against the side of the guild hall, and plays a relaxed tune on his fiddle*
KnightsofSquare: (Nice intro!)
Besyanteo: (Heh. I wanted to keep it short this time.)
Thramkalith: ( You know, I don't think I got the context for this RP? This more TUOB stuff or...? )
Besyanteo: (It is)
Besyanteo: (*late addition*)
Besyanteo: (... So.)
Besyanteo: (I like pie.)
Der DWSage: (Aaaalmost ready. Why doesn't everyone else kinda introduce themselves into the guild hall?)
Thramkalith: ( Quite... Hrm... )
Besyanteo: *why the hell not? He also starts singing. It's an old folk songabout mother's apple pie*
Besyanteo: *not meant for the fiddle...*
OnlineHost: Besyanteo rolled 1 20-sided die: 19
Besyanteo: *But it works beautifully regardless*
Besyanteo: *He could make real gold doing this in town*
Besyanteo: (Or so claims the PHB)
A Rockin SN: *walks in, yawning*
Der DWSage: *Hell, he could make gold doing it here. Provided he were, y'know, paid to do it*
Besyanteo: *Who is that person?*
Besyanteo: (aka: I haven'tt palyed with Dan yet)
Besyanteo: (played* darnit)
Thramkalith: ( Hrm... Not sure how to do this... )
A Rockin SN: *It's Alistair! Youngish looking man with brownish messy hair, brown eyes, and a very bored expression, and very plain-looking clothes*
Besyanteo: *Ah right, clothes. He's wearing blue pants and a light black vest over a very fine looking chain shirt.*
Besyanteo: *He's also got a long sword sheathed, leaning against him while he plays*
A Rockin SN: *he's got a dagger and a longbow on him!*
Thramkalith: ( Oh, shoot, I didn't put my HP on my sheet when I rolled it... )
KnightsofSquare: (Your hp is three.)
KnightsofSquare: (And a half)
KnightsofSquare: (Write it down.)
A Rockin SN: ((oh snap, not a half!)
KnightsofSquare: (Don't make me regret my generosity)
Lithaladhwen has entered the room.
Besyanteo: (So.)
Besyanteo: (>_> )
Besyanteo: *Sill playying. Yup.*
Besyanteo: IM: another lazy day... I wonder when I'll get an assignment?
Thramkalith: *A halfling wanders in, rather plainly dressed, sporting a pair of swords and a lazy look on his face, he scans the pair, but stay silent.
KnightsofSquare: (I sure hope someone needs a forest ranger sometime)
Lithaladhwen: (*snort*)
Besyanteo: >_>
Besyanteo: ... Do they pay you to be so talkative?
Besyanteo: *looking at both ofthem*
Thramkalith: "No, no, but the boss said he'd consider cutting my pay if I kept talking the way I have been. I think he doesn't really mean it, but I'd rather not take the chance, see? I mean, he tends to be awfully rude to me, so I just
Thramkalith: was trying to avoid unneccessary trouble, see?" *The halfling explains, rapidly.*
Besyanteo: *he nods* I don't see why that should keep you from having a good conversation the rest ofthe time.
Besyanteo: *He sets his fiddle aside* My name is HAku. Yours?
A Rockin SN: Well, I'm just silent because I have nothing to say.
Der DWSage: (Baaack. Is the Ashley playing?)
Besyanteo: (I beleive the answer was "Maybe")
Lithaladhwen: (Depends. Is the GM?)
Der DWSage: (He is, now that he has things together!)
Thramkalith: "I suppose it shouldn't, but people still tend to be impolite anyways. A lot of them call me annoying, and I don't really think that's fair. My name is Erik."
Besyanteo: Nice to meet you Erik. Never let people keep you from expressing yousrself.
Besyanteo: Unless they have big weapons. Then go ahead and shut up.
Besyanteo: *friendly smile*
A Rockin SN: You don't need big weapons to make people shut up.
Besyanteo: Maybe, but it's the most obvious sign that you ought to.
Der DWSage: (Aaaand I'm ready to start GMing.)
Thramkalith: "Well... I find that overlarge weapons are little more than trouble, really..." *The halfling shrugs.*
Der DWSage: (A buddy of mine wants to do little more than watch. I'm inviting him, if no one minds.)
A Rockin SN: (Kill him!)
Lithaladhwen: (Feel free.)
Der DWSage: (Yes, yes, but afterwards.)
Deiter Valentine has entered the room.
Besyanteo: (Hey.)
Der DWSage: (Doom de doom, mate.)
Deiter Valentine: ('lo.))
Der DWSage: *This is the point where an elderly gentleman walks into the room, looking at the three!*
Besyanteo: *he looks up!*
Der DWSage: *His description is not important. But he's one of them pencil-pushers that just...fade into the background*
Der DWSage: <_< You three busy at all? I've got work.
Der DWSage: Not anything fancy, but it's a chance to see some nice countryside. And earn a few coins instead of sitting on your rears.
Besyanteo: *he jumps to standing, and catches his sword as it starts to fall* Not busy at all!
A Rockin SN: Interesting.
Thramkalith: "Oh? Sounds... Interesting I guess..."
A Rockin SN: What's the chance of horrible death?
Der DWSage: I don't think it's too high, but the irony gods like to slap me with a fish whenever I say this.
A Rockin SN: Oh, alright, I'm interested.
Besyanteo: Leadthe way!
Thramkalith: "Eh, fine... I guess I needed something to do anyway..." *He agrees aimiably.
Lithaladhwen: (Where are people?)
Besyanteo: (Guild Hall)
Deiter Valentine has left the room.
Der DWSage: >_> Lessee...three of you...not the standard contract...
Deiter Valentine has entered the room.
Deiter Valentine: ((sorry about that))
Der DWSage: The job's pretty simple.
Besyanteo: (Connection problems?)
Deiter Valentine: ((ESC button = deadly))
Der DWSage: There's this town that's had problems with losing its cattle and sheep.
Lithaladhwen: (Yee. Yes.)
Besyanteo: (Ahh)
Der DWSage: The only weird thing is, they're not the ones complaining. The neighboring towns are.
Der DWSage: Destroying fences and all. They're offering some cash to anyone who takes care of the problem.
A Rockin SN: We're going to be dealing with cows?
Der DWSage: More likely, the farmers that're supposed to be taking care of them.
Thramkalith: "That's a bit strange, isn't it? I mean... Cows cost a good bit of lucre. hey? I mean, they cost more than fences..."
Besyanteo: *he shrugs*
Der DWSage: I dunno. Maybe they got lazy.
A Rockin SN: (How many cows for a padlock Sage? :P)
Der DWSage: (Many.)
Besyanteo: We can learn why when we get there.
A Rockin SN: shrug
A Rockin SN: *shrugs*
A Rockin SN: Not much I have to do anyway
Der DWSage: >_> All three of you. *Nods a bit, motions for them to follow him out of the room!*
Besyanteo: *follow!*
Thramkalith: *Follows, quiet again*
Lithaladhwen: (Where you headed?)
Der DWSage: (To a random office. Zea can meet them on the way!)
Lithaladhwen: (She will.)
Der DWSage: *Walk, walk!*
Lithaladhwen: *In the hallway headed...somewhere...is a young woman in pale grey robes with blue hair and violet eyes. She looks familiar to Haku and Alistair. They met her, like, yesterday.*
Lithaladhwen: <Zea>
A Rockin SN: *nods politeley*
A Rockin SN: *politely
Besyanteo: *he waves!*
A Rockin SN: Zea.
Besyanteo: Hey! We're going on a mission. Got room for one more.
Der DWSage: <_<
Lithaladhwen: *waves* Hey, are you sure?
Lithaladhwen: Sorry. Zea Mazuo. *little bow*
A Rockin SN: *to the guy* Do we?
Besyanteo: ... Yeah, we do. >_>
Der DWSage: *Does a quick bit of calculation in his head*
Der DWSage: ...Yeah. You do.
Besyanteo: IM: BEcause you two are BORING
Der DWSage: Especially if you're not doing anything, miss Mazuo.
Lithaladhwen: Oh, no. I was just returning an anatomy text I'd borrowed. *gestures to a book in her arms* I'm free for a while.
Lithaladhwen: What do you need?
Der DWSage: There's a job. Not much, but better than sitting around here.
Besyanteo: And it means money for once.
Lithaladhwen: Generally, yeah. *smiles*
Der DWSage: *Continues walking to his office, where a red-bearded, surly, sober dwarf sits.*
A Rockin SN: (A sober dwarf? Unusual!)
Lithaladhwen: (SOBER?!)
Lithaladhwen: (SFSDSFFDHASAD)
Besyanteo: (Atleast his beard is made of hair.)
Der DWSage: >_> You the ones he found?
Besyanteo: (And not Steel.)
Besyanteo: Yup.
Lithaladhwen: (HEEE)
Der DWSage: (...Just don't check his groin.)
Der DWSage: (Also, changing font for ease!)
Besyanteo: (...)
Thramkalith: "So it seems, yes..." *Said Erik*
Besyanteo: (HOW IS THAT RELEV- *twitch*)
Der DWSage: (Crotch-hair of STEEL!)
Besyanteo: (... Must... not...check... groin...(
Der DWSage: *Looks them up and down, sizing them up!*
Lithaladhwen: *is a teenage girl*
Besyanteo: *Gnoll with wings and sword! Check check.*
A Rockin SN: *is a 20-year old guy!*
Der DWSage: ...Yeah, real intimidatin' lot. A puppy, a girly, someone even shorter'n me, and some kid.
Besyanteo: *He also seems to have added a shortbow recently*
Der DWSage: Get what y'pay fer, I guess.
Lithaladhwen: I try not to intimidate people unless I have a reason, sir.
Deiter Valentine: (You know you can't resist temptation, Besyanteo.))
Besyanteo: (Dwarf crotch IS tempting...)
Besyanteo: (But I will resist!)
Der DWSage: (I regret nothing.)
Deiter Valentine: (Haha, go for it! -takes out camera-)
Der DWSage: *Sighs, hands over a bag to the clerk* Two hundred gold for the lot of ya, payable on completion, and that bloody ten percent extra for the golden devil here.
A Rockin SN: IM: Two hundred, huh. Barely enough for a drink.
A Rockin SN: IM: Ah well, you get what you work for.
Der DWSage: *Stands up straight, looking at the group!* Th'name's Orin. I'm guessin' he told you about our problem.
A Rockin SN: IM: Wait, two hundred each or just 50?
Lithaladhwen: *glances over to the others but says nothing*
A Rockin SN: *pursing his lips, clearly unimpressed*
Besyanteo: Livestock disappearing, fences broken?
Lithaladhwen: (I blame the Chupacabra.)
Der DWSage: Something like that. And when we pitch a fuss to the town-Twin Oaks, by the by-they don't seem t'care.
Lithaladhwen: (Twin Oaks?)
Der DWSage: Which is weird. They're norm'lly polite folks. Quiet neighbors.
Deiter Valentine: ((I blame the old guy.))
Der DWSage: *Shrugs, begins walking out of the office and out of the building!*
Der DWSage: (Aye, Twin Oaks.)
Lithaladhwen: (I see.)
Der DWSage: (Or Twink Oas.)
A Rockin SN: *sarcastically* Maybe they've all been possessed by cow-loving demons
Der DWSage: Nah. That was las' year.
Thramkalith: *Erik stays quiet around the... Authority figure, waiting to see how the... Job would progress.*
A Rockin SN: *shrugs and shuts up*
Besyanteo: (PSST)
Besyanteo: (I think we're suppsoed to follow him.)
Besyanteo: *he follows, on that note*
Lithaladhwen: *follows*
Thramkalith: *Follows along as well.*
Der DWSage: It'll take us a few hours to get there. Really, we just wan' you folks to go there and scare 'em a bit.
Der DWSage: Talkin' ain't worked. Threats ain't worked. An' we're sick of this shit.
Besyanteo: (Sage: )
Lithaladhwen: IM: Should I bring Enoch? Probably not worth it to drag him out just so he can wait while we yell at someone.
Besyanteo: (Do we do arrows theatrical style here, or should I mark down a specific number on my sheet? Never got a chance to ask Spleen)
Lithaladhwen: (The real problem is that Zea's mount is so much faster than most that she'd be separating the party by using him.)
Der DWSage: (Meh. I'd say theatrical. I'm certainly not keeping track of them.)
Besyanteo: (*nod*)
Der DWSage: (Besides, you have more than enough cash to get what you need.)
Besyanteo: (Whee!)
Lithaladhwen: How are we getting there?
Der DWSage: Walkin'. Unless you folks've got spare horses.
Lithaladhwen: Well, I have a mount and he can carry one extra person at least.
Der DWSage: <_<
A Rockin SN: I don't have any mount..
Besyanteo: I can fly pretty quickly, but I don't know if I can keep up with a horse...
Der DWSage: *Walk, walk!*
A Rockin SN: Well, walking isn't that bad now is it...
Der DWSage: So, in other words, one horse but no more.
A Rockin SN: Pretty much.
Der DWSage: We'll walk.
Lithaladhwen: *sighs* It was a thought.
Besyanteo: *walk walk*
Thramkalith: "Yeah... Though walkings so slow..." *Erik mutters*
Der DWSage: You can ride if you want, but I'm walkin'.
Lithaladhwen: IM: If walking is so slow, perhaps you should be ready with other transportation.
Lithaladhwen: I'll stay with you. You're the boss today.
Der DWSage: I do kinda need ta show you where we're goin'.
Lithaladhwen: Exactly.
Der DWSage: (While I'm at it, I'd appreciate it if Jason and Thram sent me sheets.)
Besyanteo: *thinking of travelling tunes*
Besyanteo: (sending)
Der DWSage: (During this, we may just timeskip to get to the interesting bits.)
Besyanteo: (sent)
Thramkalith: ( Should I just re-roll my HP? I seem to have failed to write it down last time I rolled it up... )
Der DWSage: (You do that.)
Lithaladhwen: (Just not in here.)
Lithaladhwen: (Use the dice bag on d20srd.org. It's awesome.)
Besyanteo: (Tis)
Lithaladhwen: (Click.)
Thramkalith: ( I
Thramkalith: 'm rather fond of random.org myself )
Der DWSage: *And so, we have a happy little timeskip whilst the dwarf alternates between being quiet, some gentle bitching about the crew he's gathered, and simply telling them how he's sick of waking up to find his farm overgrazed*
Der DWSage: >_> Follow this path, and yer there.
Der DWSage: Remember. Shape 'em up. Just tell 'em their neighbors are sick of their crap.
Besyanteo: Sounds simple enough.
A Rockin SN: *sarcastically* If we kill anyone can we have loot rights?
Besyanteo: . . .
Der DWSage: Sure. Just don't kill the blacksmith.
Thramkalith: "And if, just by chance, they claim that it's not their doing or that, somehow they are incapable of doing such?" *Erik pipes up after a silent journey.*
Der DWSage: He's my second cousin. Practic'ly family.
Der DWSage: And you shake 'em up even more.
A Rockin SN: Alright, fair enough.
Lithaladhwen: IM: If they claim it's not their doing maybe we should find out what is going on.
Besyanteo: Well, let's go then.
Der DWSage: *Walks off, presumably back to his own place!*
A Rockin SN: Aye, aye.
Besyanteo: *he heads down the indicated road*
A Rockin SN: I promise I won't kill anyone.
Der DWSage: *...Down the road, they meet a farmer! A human, bygods!*
Besyanteo: Greetings!
Lithaladhwen: IM: So we're seriously just here to scare the crap out of some random people who may or may not have anything to do with this....
Der DWSage: *He's also rather...thin. And scraggly. And doesn't look like he's slept lately...there's circles under his eyes.*
Besyanteo: Would you be a resident of Twin Oaks?
Der DWSage: =.= Y-yeah...name's Jed. Whatcha need?
Besyanteo: ...
Besyanteo: IM: You look like SHIT
Lithaladhwen: Sir, are you all right?
A Rockin SN: You look like you need some sleep, mate.
Der DWSage: *Twitches* Wh...whatcha need?
Besyanteo: ... Well,
A Rockin SN: *chuckles, approaching him*
A Rockin SN: *interrupting* Oh, we're just travelers...
Besyanteo: We've heard about a problem with your livestock getting out.
A Rockin SN: IM: Darnit
Der DWSage: (Jason, Ashley, and Alistair roll a D20 for me.)
Besyanteo: IM: We're not lying for your amusement, dipshit
OnlineHost: A Rockin SN rolled 1 20-sided die: 7
OnlineHost: Besyanteo rolled 1 20-sided die: 6
Besyanteo: (Are we adding anything to that?)
OnlineHost: Lithaladhwen rolled 1 20-sided die: 7
Der DWSage: (Sense Motive.)
Lithaladhwen: (13)
A Rockin SN: (11)
Besyanteo: (12)
Der DWSage: *...He seems exceedingly tired. And stressed. And even a little worried.*
Der DWSage: Oh. Ooooh...y-yeah...
A Rockin SN: What happened, mate? Having a problem keeping them in?
A Rockin SN: Something scarin' 'em perchance?
Der DWSage: Uhm, we...we're tryin' a new thing...didn't work.
Der DWSage: We'll have 'em back soon. Promise.
Lithaladhwen: What are you trying? Maybe we can help.
Der DWSage: Uhm...
Besyanteo: *is he takling an expecially long time to answer?*
Der DWSage: The...the councilwoman could explain it better...
Besyanteo: *nevermind!*
A Rockin SN: Well, you see mate...
Der DWSage: *Points down the road* S-second big building on the right...
Thramkalith: *Erik stays quiet as he watches, not wanting to boggle the stranger.*
Lithaladhwen: I appreciate that. Thank you.
Besyanteo: Ah. Much obliged. Let's go talk tothe woman in charge,eh?
Lithaladhwen: Are you sure you're all right?
A Rockin SN: Hrm...
A Rockin SN: Alright, alright.
Der DWSage: T-tired. Been chasin' sheep.
Der DWSage: *Nods congenially! Though he's developed a nervous twitch.*
Lithaladhwen: (So why don't we have a Spleen in here?)
Der DWSage: (He's editing a 100+ page book.)
Lithaladhwen: Hm. Well, hopefully we can help you guys get things contained.
Lithaladhwen: (Oh, that's right. Pff.)
Thramkalith: ( Bwuuuh? )
Der DWSage: (*Rubs hands!*)
A Rockin SN: Aye, aye. We're here to help you fix the problem eh?
Besyanteo: *And, he's walking very slowly towards the town hall. HE seems to be waiting to see if he's being followed*
Lithaladhwen: *Zea sighs and turns to follow Haku*
Der DWSage: *Isn't following! In fact, he's going further away. Probably in search of sheep*
Lithaladhwen: I feel kind of bad that I can't do anything for him. Seems like he's on his last nerve.
Besyanteo: Yeah...
A Rockin SN: *before he leaves, to Jed* Just take a rest, mate! Things'll be fine!
A Rockin SN: *moves to follow the others*
Besyanteo: ... Before we get to the council woman, I think we need to get something straight.
Der DWSage: Can't rest...sheep will eat me.
Thramkalith: "This system seems like it's bad, yeah? I mean, if they have to work so hard to do what fences do so easily..."
Lithaladhwen: (Heh.)
Besyanteo: With the farmer there it hardly mattered, he's so dead on his feet, but:
Besyanteo: I figure the council woman will be more alert, and if we're all talking all over one another,
Besyanteo: things will go bad fast
Besyanteo: So... we need to pick someone to represent us.
Lithaladhwen: *nods*
Lithaladhwen: Well, I would volunteer except that you seem to have gotten more information than I did.
Besyanteo: Hardly.
Lithaladhwen: Well, still. Maybe it's best if you handle it, and I'll... back you up if you need me.
Besyanteo: *nod* alright then.
A Rockin SN: You're no fun
A Rockin SN: *grumbles*
Besyanteo: If you two agree? *looks to Erik and... person*
A Rockin SN: *Alistair, damnti*
A Rockin SN: *damnit
Besyanteo: *Alistair*
A Rockin SN: Yeah, yeah.
Der DWSage: *So, they're still walking towards the town? Because they can see some buildings*
Besyanteo: *towardsthe buildingthe man directedthem to, yes*
Thramkalith: "Yeah, that's no problem, hey. Some people don't like talking to me so much, so I try not to cause trouble when afield, yeah?"
Besyanteo: Yeah.
Besyanteo: *walkwalk*
Lithaladhwen: *followfollow*
Der DWSage: *As they get closer, they can make out details!*
Der DWSage: *Like the fact the village smithy is the building next to the council building...and is curiously free of noise and/or heat. And there's a bar further down. And a really nice building further down the road...*
Besyanteo: *Are there people out?*
Der DWSage: *Altogether there's eight buildings, but five of them look like they're just homes.*
Besyanteo: *doing chores? Etc?*
Der DWSage: *And curiously enough, there's only one person out-and he looks like a mercenary, decked out in full plate mail and holding a shield!*
Besyanteo: ...
Lithaladhwen: (Smallest damn town ever.)
Besyanteo: *blink. Blink.*
A Rockin SN: Looks like they hired their own.
Thramkalith: *Erik stays quiet like he was supposed to*
A Rockin SN: (Ashley, it's an RPG town :P )
Besyanteo: *waves* Ah, hello!
A Rockin SN: (Council building, blacksmith, bar, and 5 houses. )
Der DWSage: (Actually, it's a farming community.)
Besyanteo: I don't suppose you'e a local, decked out like that.
Der DWSage: (Otherwise, there'd be a potion-maker too.)
A Rockin SN: (True)
Der DWSage: >_> Hm? 'Course not.
Der DWSage: Buncha rubes. They hired me to guard 'em while me and my crew go down south.
Besyanteo: ... Guard them?
Der DWSage: They think some sort of werewolf or somethin' is gonna get 'em. Twits.
Besyanteo: Uh huh...
Besyanteo: And, your men down south are hunting for these "werewolves"?
Der DWSage: No, seriously. My buddy's a real hunter, and he says that if werewolves were here, he'd know.
Besyanteo: *he nods* I understand, really I do.
Der DWSage: And no-my buddies are around, doing their thing. We're really here to give these folks peace of mind.
Lithaladhwen: IM: That makes one of us.
Besyanteo: IM: Not a very good job of ityou're doing.
Besyanteo: I see...
Der DWSage: Free room and board while we rest up. Not a bad deal, if I say so myself.
Deiter Valentine: (IM, In mind?))
Der DWSage: *Extends a gauntleted hand!* Name's Norbert. Nicetameetcha.
Besyanteo: (Internal Monologue)
Besyanteo: (*so yes)
A Rockin SN: *to the gnollman* As I thought, something must be scaring the cattle... Whether it's a werewolf or not. Didn't they say they tried something themselves
Besyanteo: *he takes it, and shakes with a surprisingly strong grip*
A Rockin SN: ?
Besyanteo: Haku will do.
Lithaladhwen: *raises a hand* Zea.
A Rockin SN: Alistair. *nods*
Der DWSage: Wouldn't know. They don't let me into their precious council meetings.
Besyanteo: *to Alistair* Something was definitely keeping the farmer up at night.
Der DWSage: Oh, that'd be his wife.
Besyanteo: *he grins* Of course.
Lithaladhwen: *smirks*
Besyanteo: IM: Crass moron.
A Rockin SN: I don't think he means that in a good way.
A Rockin SN: *wryly*
Besyanteo: Well, let's go. We've got a schedule to keep.
Der DWSage: She's an Elf. She doesn't sleep.
Der DWSage: As a result, she thinks he shouldn't sleep.
Thramkalith: *Erik frowns too, but keeps quiet still.*
A Rockin SN: IM: Oh, lucky sod.
Besyanteo: *Good to have met you.
Lithaladhwen: Yes, thank you.
Besyanteo: (minus the asterisk)
Besyanteo: *heads for the council building*
Lithaladhwen: *followfollow*
Besyanteo: *very quietly* Parasite.
Der DWSage: *Nods, salutes!*
A Rockin SN: *follows too, stretching*
A Rockin SN: Haku mate, we're mercenaries.
Besyanteo: >_>
Thramkalith: *Follows, looking a little nervous. He didn't like the... Enforced silence so much.*
A Rockin SN: We take deals that work best for us, and so's he. Don't begrudge him that.
Besyanteo: *just gives Alistair a look*
A Rockin SN: *shrugs, saying nothing more*
Lithaladhwen: Guys. Come on. Please.
Besyanteo: ... *notes Erik*
Lithaladhwen: IM: What is Haku's problem?
Der DWSage: *The council building looms ahead of them!*
Besyanteo: ... You alright?
Lithaladhwen: IM: We were hired to come scare the crap out of some random people who've got problems of their own, and he begrudges the man who's trying to make them feel better because he happens to be getting paid.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Weird.
Besyanteo: (*pokes Thram*)
Thramkalith: "Well, you guys didn't want me to talk too much, right? And I find if I talk a little, I talk too much, so I was thinking that, you know, I should avoid talking at all, hey? But it's kind of obnoxious to be quiet if I
Deiter Valentine: ((Brb guys))
Thramkalith: don't feel like it, right? I mean, sometimes, yeah, I want to be quiet, and then talking is kind of a pain, but other times silence just seems to... Inconvenient, right?"
Besyanteo: Yeah, about that...
Der DWSage: *...Sharp-eyed folks would also note the mercenary heading to the tavern*
A Rockin SN: (I was going to ask if you wanted us to roll Spot. :p)
Besyanteo: *gaze following the mercenary*
Besyanteo: How good are you with people, Erik?
Der DWSage: (No, this is entirely a GM lead.)
A Rockin SN: *shrugs*
Besyanteo: (Mmkay?)
Deiter Valentine: back for now
Deiter Valentine: (( ))
Thramkalith: "Not so great, they say, they say I'm a little lazy, little annoying, I'm not sure why, but I try not to cause too much trouble, right?"
A Rockin SN: Patience is getting rather thin, can we go?
Besyanteo: Eh. NEvermind.
Besyanteo: *heads for the council building*
Besyanteo: *and, inside?*
Der DWSage: *The building...is locked! Shock and horror! They can hear some talking from inside, though. Do they care to listen, or do they just bust in?*
A Rockin SN: Wonder what they're saying..
Besyanteo: *He'll listen for a minute*
A Rockin SN: *puts his ear to the door, trying to listen*
Der DWSage: *There are windows too, for those that wish for visual aid*
Der DWSage: *But...there is arguing inside.*
A Rockin SN: *listeeeen*
Besyanteo: (Listen checks, or do we just get the infos?)
Der DWSage: Lobbur, Vandra...we're being destroyed from the inside out! We -have- to get rid of these outsiders! They're destroying everything!
Der DWSage: (>.> I won't force you to, no. We'll simply say you're taking ten on this.)
Besyanteo: (Roit)
Der DWSage: They're keeping us safe, Jezzor. They're the only thing that keeps us safe.
Der DWSage: They're killing everything! We haven't even gotten the harvest in because we're afraid of what might happen next!
Der DWSage: (And now, an important question. Is everyone listening with an ear to the door or whatnot?)
Besyanteo: (not ON the door, no.)
A Rockin SN: (Alistair's is!)
Lithaladhwen: (Zea's close to it, but I imagine there isn't room for everyone at the door itself.)
Der DWSage: (I'll say big puppy ears are good satellite dishes.)
Besyanteo: (Ha)
Der DWSage: (And Erik's?)
Lithaladhwen: (Would someone who's been here the whole time be able to send me a log when we're done?)
Der DWSage: (Soitenly.)
Thramkalith: ( Erik? No, that'd be silly )
Der DWSage: (Is he listening then, or...what? >_>)
Thramkalith: ( He's trying to listen with everyone else, yes, but he's not about to do something like shove his head against the door. )
Der DWSage: (*Nods* Kay. Spot and listen checks, everyone!)
Besyanteo: (in order: )
OnlineHost: Besyanteo rolled 2 20-sided dice: 18 9
OnlineHost: Thramkalith rolled 2 20-sided dice: 12 5
A Rockin SN: (Spot, Listen)
OnlineHost: A Rockin SN rolled 2 20-sided dice: 5 1
A Rockin SN: (Wow, that sucked. :[ )
Thramkalith: ( 10, 7)
OnlineHost: Lithaladhwen rolled 2 20-sided dice: 17 3
Lithaladhwen: (Spot 23, Listen 9)
Besyanteo: (spot 26, listen 17)
A Rockin SN: (Um.. 13, and a natural 1. :[ )
Besyanteo: (Alistair: *puts his ear on a knot*)
Besyanteo: IM: ... What, more?
Besyanteo: *quietly* Hsst.
Besyanteo: *quietly* More company coming down the road.
Der DWSage: *Alistair, amusingly enough, puts his ear right on the keyhole and gets a slight scratch that shows blood*
A Rockin SN: *wince* IM: That's embarassing
Lithaladhwen: *low voice* Guys. Heads up.
Lithaladhwen: *jerks her head toward the approaching folk*
Besyanteo: (Also: )
Besyanteo: (What's the weather?)
Der DWSage: (Clear, sunny, and mild. Perfect day to be out for a walk!)
A Rockin SN: *stands up*
Besyanteo: ...
Besyanteo: (are their faces covered?)
Thramkalith: *Erik does his best to stand around looking nonchalant.*
Der DWSage: (Not quite-but they're just a little too far to make stuff out clearly.)
Besyanteo: (ok, rephrased: )
Besyanteo: (Hoods are worn?)
Der DWSage: (Aye.)
Besyanteo: That's as little suspicious.
Der DWSage: *As they get closer, speech can be heard!* So then I sez to the guy, I sez...
Besyanteo: full cloaks and cowls in the beating sun.
Besyanteo: (quietly then)
Der DWSage: Ah, shaddap Elle. I was there, remember? Oh, hey. Visitors.
Besyanteo: *waves*
A Rockin SN: *nods politely*
Lithaladhwen: *little wave*
Der DWSage: *They pull down their hoods in unison-revealing two red-haired, freckle-faced twin humans!*
Besyanteo: IM: MAybe not?
Thramkalith: *Nods politely as well, standing with the others, quiet again.*
Der DWSage: *Who are, as a minor note, female.* Waiting to talk to the councilwoman?
Besyanteo: *nod*
Besyanteo: And you?
Der DWSage: You'll be out here a while then-once Jezzor and Vandra start arguing, there's no stopping them. And we're just takin' a little break from 'Guarding' the bar.
A Rockin SN: Who are Jezzor and Vandra?
Der DWSage: *Jabs a finger at the door* Councilwoman and one of the townswomen.
Der DWSage: Other people too, but they'll have shut up by now.
Besyanteo: Hm.
Lithaladhwen: So basically, these things go the same way every time.
Der DWSage: Takes her, what, twenty minutes to make it a screaming match between the two of 'em?
Lithaladhwen: *blinks* Wow.
Der DWSage: Sounds about right. And only when Jezzor gets angry.
A Rockin SN: IM: One woman starting to talk is bad enough, two is horrible...
Der DWSage: Usually she's sweet.
A Rockin SN: *chuckle*
A Rockin SN: Perhaps you could tell us what's going on then.
Der DWSage: (Everyone gives me another Sense Motive check real fast.)
OnlineHost: A Rockin SN rolled 1 20-sided die: 19
OnlineHost: Lithaladhwen rolled 1 20-sided die: 16
OnlineHost: Besyanteo rolled 1 6-sided die: 1
Lithaladhwen: (22.)
Besyanteo: (...fuck you AIM)
A Rockin SN: (23)
OnlineHost: Besyanteo rolled 1 20-sided die: 14
Besyanteo: (20)
OnlineHost: Thramkalith rolled 1 20-sided die: 6
Thramkalith: ( 4 )
Lithaladhwen: (WIS penalty?)
Thramkalith: ( 7 )
Thramkalith: ( Is my Wis )
Lithaladhwen: (Holy crap.)
Besyanteo: (ouch)
Thramkalith: ( Do you know how hard it is to roll a 7 on 5d6? )
Lithaladhwen: (Pretty freakin' hard.)
Der DWSage: (Indeed. That actually works out frighteningly well.)
Thramkalith: ( There's a reason I play Erik like he's a little touched in the head or something )
Besyanteo: I see...
Lithaladhwen: IM: This... something isn't right with these two.
Der DWSage: Well, the short story is, they don't like us.
Der DWSage: Think we're bringing down their precious community.
Der DWSage: So, they wanna get rid of us. That's fine.
Der DWSage: But they're not stiffing us on the pay.
Besyanteo: *nods. Everything is fine, nothing is ruined*
Der DWSage: Right, right. We're valuable mercenaries. We demand fair wage. Fifty gold per day we stayed here.
Lithaladhwen: So what's their problem?
Der DWSage: They kept us from going further south for a full month, too.
Der DWSage: They wanna chase us out.
Der DWSage: You look like half-decent fighters.
Der DWSage: You know what a problem that can be for a bunch of civvies.
Der DWSage: Plus, they don't even have decent farming equipment, let alone weapons.
Lithaladhwen: I don't generally have the mobs with pitchforks after me.
Lithaladhwen: I go to some trouble to make sure that doesn't happen.
A Rockin SN: Well, I was going to ask about the escaping cows myself.
Der DWSage: *At the mention of weapons, both of them draw twin rapiers-beautiful weapons, but not obviously magical-and draw an S in unison*
Der DWSage: *In the air, that is.*
Lithaladhwen: So.... what exactly do they think you're doing wrong?
Der DWSage: *And then resheathe!* Beats me. Something about 'Bringing down the community' is all I listened to.
Lithaladhwen: I think you at least have a right to an explanation.
Der DWSage: She stops listening when money isn't involved. They think that we're a bad influence on children.
Der DWSage: Which, to be fair, we are.
Der DWSage: We're warriors, not babysitters.
Lithaladhwen: *raises eyebrows* Are you corrupting children in your time here? *seems mightily amused*
A Rockin SN: ... And the cattle?
A Rockin SN: I mean! What about the cattle!
Der DWSage: Who cares about some dumb walking beef?
A Rockin SN: I'm not asking if you're corrupting the cows..
A Rockin SN: *mutter*
Der DWSage: Only a little corruption on the side.
Lithaladhwen: Oh?
A Rockin SN: ...
A Rockin SN: IM: I don't wanna know.
Der DWSage: (I was waiting for the obvious line after that. Won't someone PLEASE think of the cattle?)
Der DWSage: She gave a kid some hard liquor. Knocked him out for two days straight.
Lithaladhwen: ...*laughs*
Besyanteo: (It's becoming aparent that I do NOT have the chuztpah to play 18 charisma. Eh heheh.)
Der DWSage: Don't forget about the time you tore off the priest's pants in front of the congregation?
Lithaladhwen: (Different sort of CHA. The sweet and unassumingly likeable sort.)
Der DWSage: Oh yeah. That was hilarious.
Thramkalith: *Erik is watching the whole thing in pained, self-enforced silence*
A Rockin SN: (Well, he doesn't have high charisma, but he has all the diplomacy skills. :p )
Besyanteo: *he actualyl does laugh here*
Der DWSage: He didn't even stop talking!
Lithaladhwen: *laugh*
A Rockin SN: *laughs as well*
Lithaladhwen: I wouldn't. You can't in the middle of a service.
Der DWSage: *Grins* Well. If you're waiting anyway...how about a drink at the bar? On us.
Besyanteo: *looks tothe others*
Lithaladhwen: Yeah, go on ahead and we'll.... finish eavesdropping here or something.
Der DWSage: They have to think of -some- way to repay us, so free room and board is what they're giving, and an open bar.
A Rockin SN: IM: This is great.
Lithaladhwen: We'll be right behind you.
Besyanteo: IM: THANK YOU Zea
Der DWSage: *Shrugs...and the twins walk back the way they came.*
A Rockin SN: IM: Cute females, offering us drinks.... And they're under some sort of spell
Lithaladhwen: Something's not right.
Besyanteo: ... *he shivers and his fur fluffs*
Besyanteo: You noticed too, huh?
Lithaladhwen: *mutters* They are... not right.
A Rockin SN: *nods slowly*
A Rockin SN: Something's controlling them... Maybe a suggestion?
Besyanteo: ... You handled that really well.
Lithaladhwen: I just wanted to make sure other people did. Someone else is manipulating them. That's kind of unfortunate.
Besyanteo: You sure you don't want to tackle the Councilwoman, too?
A Rockin SN: Of course, I'm tempted to take the girls on their drinks.
Besyanteo: (also: )
Thramkalith: *Erik looks like he's goin to explode, but still keeps silent, now toyingg with his weapons.*
OnlineHost: Besyanteo rolled 1 20-sided die: 4
A Rockin SN: But I don't trust that they don't try to kill us..
Lithaladhwen: Handle.... oh, no. That was just shooting the breeze with a couple of other creepy mage-types. I'm much better with creepy mages than politicians.
Besyanteo: *he nods* Alrighty then...
Besyanteo: *seems to be thinking*
Besyanteo: *or making a good show of it*
Lithaladhwen: What's on your mind?
A Rockin SN: *eyes Zea* Other creepy mage-types? I thought you were a flower girl.
Besyanteo: ... I'd agree with Erik. That seemed like a Suggestion. They were definitely charmed in some way.
A Rockin SN: (Alistair...)
Besyanteo: (Alistair*)
A Rockin SN: (Erik is the halfling :p )
Besyanteo: (I'll get it eventually)
Lithaladhwen: (Can I make a spellcraft check to see what effect they're under?)
A Rockin SN: (Me too! Can I?)
Besyanteo: ('s what I jsut did)
Der DWSage: (In the interest of fairness, yes you may.)
OnlineHost: Lithaladhwen rolled 1 20-sided die: 10
OnlineHost: A Rockin SN rolled 1 20-sided die: 15
Lithaladhwen: (25)
A Rockin SN: (25)
Der DWSage: (Damn you both and your high rolls.)
Besyanteo: (ha!)
Besyanteo: (I got 8. =D)
Lithaladhwen: (I'm betting lesser geas, meself.)
A Rockin SN: (Bloody hell, you must have a really high Spellcraft score Ashley. :[ )
Besyanteo: (Mages tend to)
A Rockin SN: (To have a +15 Modifier :p)
A Rockin SN: Hrm...
Besyanteo: (well, in theory, she could have +17 or a bit more)
A Rockin SN: Suggestions don't last -that- long...
Besyanteo: I'm not a very good arcanist... what do you think, then?
A Rockin SN: I'd say it's some sort of Geas, or a Dominate spell... What do you think Zea?
Lithaladhwen: I agree.
Lithaladhwen: Whoever did it is good.
Besyanteo: Too good for us to handle?
A Rockin SN: Indeed.
Lithaladhwen: Suggestion's just, "hey go pick that up for me."
Lithaladhwen: The others are, "hey do this complicated set of things."
A Rockin SN: Something's definitely complicated here
A Rockin SN: Looks like the irony gods are playing quite a part, eh, mister "Little Risk"...
Besyanteo: ... Anyway
Besyanteo: Do we wait for them to finish yelling?
Besyanteo: *jerks a thumb at the door*
A Rockin SN: I'm growing impatient.
Lithaladhwen: You really think we're going to make much headway?
Der DWSage: *They are yelling!*
A Rockin SN: I say we step in.
Der DWSage: *One can even hear something shatter inside, along with some swearing*
Lithaladhwen: We can do that.
Lithaladhwen: Or.
A Rockin SN: Without making a great show, but I say we step in.
Besyanteo: >-o
Besyanteo: ...
Besyanteo: Taht soujnded like a vase...
Lithaladhwen: If we're here to intimidate them, we could always show up at someone's house later.
A Rockin SN: *ponders*
Besyanteo: Well, let's atleast review I guess.
A Rockin SN: Well...
Besyanteo: We know Livestock are disappearing, but that could just be because the townsfolk are too scard to go out and get them. Further, if we can beleive the mindcontrol twins,
Thramkalith: *Erik was still just standing around, trying not to... Overly complicate the process.*
Besyanteo: something has been going on here for over a month
A Rockin SN: Frankly, I'd rather approach them nicely before having to intimidate anyone.
Besyanteo: And, there's a powerful mage involved. Somehow.
Besyanteo: Werewolves were mentioned, but there's nothing to suggest that's true.
A Rockin SN: And, to summarize, our pay for all this is going to be 200 gold.
A Rockin SN: *rolls his eyes* I say we go back home, this is too much risk for the pittance we're being paid.
Besyanteo: ... And I believe our dwarf friend made it clear that here, livestock are worth alot of money. ...
Der DWSage: (Do that and you get smited by the GM.)
Besyanteo: *goes on as though Alistair hadn't spoken*
Der DWSage: ( >: )
A Rockin SN: (Dude, we're mercenaries. >:( )
Lithaladhwen: Alistair, I say we do the job and possibly extort more money out of him later.
Besyanteo: Does it make sense that they're being stolen?
Besyanteo: or, might be being stolen
A Rockin SN: Hrm..
Der DWSage: *CRASH WHACK THUD. More swearing. Wow, they're really getting into it in there.*
A Rockin SN: What I don't understand is, why would someone of power enough to cast a Geas or Domination, interest himself in a town like this?
Lithaladhwen: Something in the south. I say we inquire while we're talking to the crazy woman.
Besyanteo: *nod*
Besyanteo: ... With the door locked, and them throwing things,
Besyanteo: we should either come back later, or someone needs to scare them into sutting up and opening the door
Besyanteo: (shutting up*)
Der DWSage: *There's always the window. Big bay ones.*
Lithaladhwen: ...*bangs on the door*
Der DWSage: *Well, okay, not bay windows. But decent sized.*
Besyanteo: IM: As though I hadn;t thought of that.
Lithaladhwen: Good first step. Knocking.
A Rockin SN: (This is where I wish I brought a battering ram)
A Rockin SN: (:P )
Besyanteo: If they hear us. *shrug*
Der DWSage: COME BACK LATER! TRYING TO STOP WOMEN FROM KILLING EACH OTHER!
Lithaladhwen: Yeah, I know. But it's worth a try.
Der DWSage: *The man saying this sounds rather frantic, and for good reason-another crash sounds!*
Lithaladhwen: Oh, man. Um. Guys? You didn't see this, okay?
Besyanteo: ...
Besyanteo: Sure...?
Besyanteo: *he cocks his head*
Lithaladhwen: *deep breath*
Lithaladhwen: *presses her fingertips to her eyelids and chants under her breath*
Besyanteo: o.o?
Besyanteo: (Mmm... comfy blankets)
Lithaladhwen: *On the party's side of the door appear two shadowy floating creatures of ethereal darkness*
Der DWSage: *They're dark and wispy.*
Lithaladhwen: Go. Get them over to the door. Don't hurt anyone.
A Rockin SN: Oooh...
Lithaladhwen: *Assuming the door isn't any more impressive than I think it is, the shadows move through it into the room.*
A Rockin SN: Nice one, flower girl.
Lithaladhwen: I told you. You didn't see this.
A Rockin SN: *grins*
A Rockin SN: Hrm...
Besyanteo: See what?
A Rockin SN: I can go in myself, if you want.
Der DWSage: *Once they enter...much, much screaming can be heard, along with swearing and prayers*
Lithaladhwen: Exactly.
A Rockin SN: Or that...
Lithaladhwen: *shouts* Open the door!
Lithaladhwen: *The shadowy things make terrible screeching noises*
Der DWSage: *The prayers generally consist of 'Oh [Deity] save me, save me, save me!'*
Der DWSage: *The door is opened alright-and out of it come several screaming people, trampling whoever gets in the way!*
Besyanteo: ... *makes a point of stepping back far enough that the doors won't hit him*
Besyanteo: *And...*
Lithaladhwen: *Zea dismisses the shadows*
Der DWSage: (Everyone gives me a DC 14 reflex check, except for Jason who said something.)
Lithaladhwen: Stupid politicians. I hate people sometimes.
A Rockin SN: (hrm.)
Besyanteo: (A moment:L )
OnlineHost: Thramkalith rolled 1 20-sided die: 6
OnlineHost: Lithaladhwen rolled 1 20-sided die: 6
OnlineHost: A Rockin SN rolled 1 20-sided die: 9
Besyanteo: *He spreeads his wings wide,*
Besyanteo: *and he seems to shine with white light*
Lithaladhwen: (Fail.)
Besyanteo: Stop!
Besyanteo: Look! they are gone!
A Rockin SN: (22)
Thramkalith: ( 18 or something like that )
Besyanteo: IM: One good trick deserves another.
Besyanteo: (also: )
Lithaladhwen: IM: And the councilwoman won't know which of us did that, either.
Besyanteo: (using PRestidigitation)
Der DWSage: *Zea gets knocked to the ground by a burly man. This is somewhat embarassing. But everyone else either avoids trampling, or isn't reached*
Besyanteo: (he'll glow for about an hour)
Lithaladhwen: Oof. *shakes her head and gets up*
Besyanteo: IM: ... It would work if I was half human. Bah.
A Rockin SN: You alright there, flower girl?
Der DWSage: S-saints preserve us...it's a werewolf with wings!
Lithaladhwen: Oh, yeah. S'fine.
Besyanteo: ...
Der DWSage: Shit! Back inside!
A Rockin SN: WAIT!
Der DWSage: *Stampede stampede inside!*
A Rockin SN: *yells out loud*
Lithaladhwen: *steps inside the doors*
Besyanteo: What? No. I'm an angel. You asked to be saved.
Lithaladhwen: *with the great big huge crowd*
Lithaladhwen: (*snort*)
A Rockin SN: *follows the crowd*
Besyanteo: Look around you.
Lithaladhwen: (You asked. To be saved. Love it.)
Besyanteo: (=D)
Der DWSage: *Zea is on the side of the door that gets locked. Again.*
Besyanteo: ...
Besyanteo: I hate humans. e_e;
A Rockin SN: *is left outside?*
Lithaladhwen: (She's inside?)
Der DWSage: Zea=Erik*
Besyanteo: *dismisses Prestidigitation*
Der DWSage: And Erik=Alistair*
Besyanteo: (...)
Der DWSage: (Dammit, I messed twice. >_>)
Besyanteo: (Who is where?)
Besyanteo: (<_>;)
Der DWSage: (It's Alistair. Dan. Who followed them in.)
Lithaladhwen: (What the fuck are you talking about? Who's on first?)
Der DWSage: (Everyone else is still outside.)
A Rockin SN: (I thought Zea followed them too)
Thramkalith: *Erik is standing around looking a bit bemused, but figured everyone still had it sort of under control. Hopefully.*
Lithaladhwen: (Zea followed them in first.)
Der DWSage: (...So she did! Zea is also in there.)
A Rockin SN: *yells out loud* HEY!
Der DWSage: (Which leaves wolfman and midget comedy duo outside.)
Lithaladhwen: *sighs and watches the freaky milling-about panicky people*
A Rockin SN: LISTEN! THAT'S NOT A WEREWOLF!
Der DWSage: *The inside of the house...is kinda shitty, really.*
Besyanteo: (I should note that a gnoll looks... nothing like a werewolf, but whatever.)
A Rockin SN: *shrug*
A Rockin SN: (They're in panic :P)
Lithaladhwen: (They have fuzziphobia now.)
Der DWSage: (Uneducated rubes who are really, really panicky. They'd be scared of gnolls too, anyway.)
Besyanteo: (Jezza: Fucking Furies... ;-;)
Lithaladhwen: (*Furries.)
Besyanteo: (I'm just terrible at typing since I moved the computer.)
Der DWSage: (ANYWAY!)
Der DWSage: *Suddenly, one of the women inside-there's about a dozen people altogether-notices the two stragglers who joined them!*
A Rockin SN: (The yelling didn't help? :P)
Der DWSage: ...Who the hell are you, and why shouldn't I have you thrown out right now?
Besyanteo: (Zea: Hi! *cute anime face*)
Der DWSage: YOU can get eaten by the wolfman.
A Rockin SN: *calmly* He's not a wolfman, madam. He's a tame Gnoll.
Besyanteo: IM: Tame?!
Der DWSage: ...One that is armed. So, I might note, are the two of you.
Lithaladhwen: Um. Ma'am?
Lithaladhwen: *little wave* Hi. My name is Zea.
A Rockin SN: *removes his bow*
A Rockin SN: *drops it*
Lithaladhwen: Is everybody okay?
Besyanteo: *grunts, and pulls out his fiddle. He'll play while he sulks*
A Rockin SN: *then drops the dagger on the ground*
A Rockin SN: There, I'm unarmed now, madam.
Lithaladhwen: *removes a sickle from her pack* Me, too.
Der DWSage: <_<
Der DWSage: Zea, and...?
Der DWSage: Look, I don't care. We already have too many mercenaries we can't afford.
Lithaladhwen: I'm not here to ask you for any money. I don't actually need anything you have, so it's fine.
Der DWSage: Oh? How unique.
A Rockin SN: Alistair. And, what she said.
Lithaladhwen: I did want to let you know that our friend out there? The fuzzy one you're so scared of? He's a nice guy, and he doesn't want your money either.
Der DWSage: *Crosses her arms. Behind her, an Elven woman does the same*
Der DWSage: And your point?
A Rockin SN: Actually, we came to ask you about these werewolves you're talking about. Are they the ones stealing your cattle?
Der DWSage: *Y'know, you two sulkers could always go check out the rest of the town while you're locked out. There's always something to do.*
Lithaladhwen: So if we let him in, I didn't want you to freak out and revert back to panicky stampede mode.
A Rockin SN: Or scaring them?
Der DWSage: Were-...oh, that's just our village idiot's talk again.
Der DWSage: I dare you to say that about my husband again.
Lithaladhwen: Hey!
A Rockin SN: Well, you DID say something about a wolfman. Had any problems with them?
Lithaladhwen: Can we just play nice for a moment? We're kind of worried about you guys.
Der DWSage: Worried? Aside from mercenaries pinching every penny we have from us, and an incompetent man destroying fences, we're perfectly fine.
Der DWSage: HE did not destroy them! It was those mercenaries, I tell you!
Der DWSage: Probably the twins. They've got a mischief streak a mile wide.
Lithaladhwen: Why were they destroyed? Does anybody know?
A Rockin SN: Then, may I ask why you were so scared of the wolfman?
A Rockin SN: *ahem*
A Rockin SN: Sorry.
Der DWSage: *Zea and Alistair will likely note that everyone else has STFU'd during this. Probably for the better.*
Lithaladhwen: *nods to Alister with that "yeah, yeah, I know" expression*
Der DWSage: <_<
A Rockin SN: *Alistair, but sure*
Besyanteo: IM: This is why we decided on this little problem earlier.
Lithaladhwen: (Sorry. Not sure why I did that.)
Der DWSage: He's seven feet tall, glowing, and armed.
A Rockin SN: Ah, you see...
Der DWSage: Do I really need to say more?
Lithaladhwen: *sigh* Look. I'm going to let Haku introduce himself. And I can glow when I want to, as well, y'know.
A Rockin SN: Between talk of werewolves, and your reaction to Haku...
Lithaladhwen: I'm going to open the door, and he's going to say hi. Like a civilized person.
Der DWSage: Unlike our queen bitch here.
A Rockin SN: Zea... Don't make them do it, they have a lot of problems.
Besyanteo: *an,d he strikes all looks of anger and contempt from his face*
Der DWSage: *Backhands the Elf. Right in the face!*
Lithaladhwen: Hey! Stop it.
Besyanteo: ...
A Rockin SN: *sighing*
Der DWSage: OW!
Besyanteo: *nevermind, they're back*
Lithaladhwen: Stop it now, or I'll fill this building with abominations like you've never seen.
Lithaladhwen: 'kay?
Besyanteo: ..
A Rockin SN: Zea!
Besyanteo: *face to palm*
Lithaladhwen: What?
A Rockin SN: .... Let me talk.
A Rockin SN: Look..
Besyanteo: IM: Oh, THAT will help.
Der DWSage: *Smiles, all sweetness and light again while she wrings life back into her hand!*
Der DWSage: Of course dear. Do as you like.
A Rockin SN: *to the ladies* There are enough problems without you two going at each other, you know?
Lithaladhwen: *mutter* The gnoll they're so scared of is a hell of a lot nicer than I am.
Lithaladhwen: *goes to unlock the door if it's possible*
Der DWSage: *Has picked up another vase. Lord only knows what she plans with it.*
Der DWSage: *But the door is successfully unlocked before she gets it!*
Der DWSage: Yes, but she insists.
A Rockin SN: Put that vase down, madam, please.
A Rockin SN: *to the elf*
Lithaladhwen: *opens it* Haku? No sudden movements or anything, I think.
Besyanteo: *and, he stands, and fiddle in hand, he enters at an even pace*
Besyanteo: *and he offers a full, out and out bow tothe council*
Der DWSage: <_< Why? Do more damage to the vase than her head.
Besyanteo: Ladies, gents. Haku, at your service.
Der DWSage: *Many of them are quite apprehensive.*
Lithaladhwen: IM: Charming little bastard. I knew he should have talked to them.
Besyanteo: *he puts the fiddle to his chin* I hopeyou don't mind...
Besyanteo: I know the fiddle helps me relax.
Der DWSage: *Grumbles as she replaces the vase, but gives an evil look at the other woman*
Lithaladhwen: IM: Wow. He's... really going to do that.
Besyanteo: IM: PLus I can enthrall you if you startthrowing shit again.
Lithaladhwen: (Man. Elaith would be really useful about now.)
Besyanteo: *for now, just standard play... quiet, too*
A Rockin SN: So...
Lithaladhwen: (He'd be able to tell if one of these people's been casting the funnyspells.)
A Rockin SN: You don't know what's been scaring your cattle for sure?
Besyanteo: *so it won't drown out talking*
Deiter Valentine has left the room.
Der DWSage: Scaring? Well. Cattle are often frightened by the little things...probably once the fences were broken, the dogs got after them.
Der DWSage: And the fences were broken more than once.
Lithaladhwen: *nods*
Der DWSage: Not by my hubby!
Besyanteo: Madam,
Der DWSage: He only did it that first time, and it was an accident!
Besyanteo: I don't believe that has been implied.
Besyanteo: Please calm yourself.
A Rockin SN: *to Haku* Where's Erik?
Der DWSage: Yes it was. But anyway.
Besyanteo: ...
Besyanteo: IM: Bite. Your. Face.
Der DWSage: (I'm cackling while I GM this. I hope you all are happy.)
Der DWSage: (Because I certainly am.)
Besyanteo: (Oh, hella amused)
Thramkalith: *Erik is still standing quietly outside the door, trying not to talk still.*
Der DWSage: We've had those fences broken...several times. We've been working on getting them replace, but each time it's been with slapdash measures.
CGNakibe has entered the room.
Besyanteo: *quiewtly* outside still
Lithaladhwen: So whose job has it been to replace them?
Der DWSage: (Jason and Ashley gives me Sense Motive and Spot checks.)
OnlineHost: Lithaladhwen rolled 2 20-sided dice: 4 15
Besyanteo: (Sense Moitive)
Der DWSage: (Oh, and Alistair gives me Sense Motive.)
OnlineHost: Besyanteo rolled 1 20-sided die: 9
OnlineHost: A Rockin SN rolled 1 20-sided die: 11
Lithaladhwen: (Sense motive 10, Spot 21.)
A Rockin SN: (15)
Besyanteo: (15)
Besyanteo: (spot...)
OnlineHost: Besyanteo rolled 1 20-sided die: 15
Besyanteo: (23)
Besyanteo: ...
Besyanteo: IM: This is worse than I thought.
Lithaladhwen: Look. Um. Who hired those mercenaries, anyway?
Besyanteo: *he walks around, oh so slowly...*
Besyanteo: *he oculd jsut be wandering while he plays*
Besyanteo: *but he ends up next to Zea, facing the other way*
Der DWSage: That would be me. They said they wanted to rest on their way south, but thought that it would be a good idea to sell us their services while they were around.
Besyanteo: *Quietly* The councilwoman... the human... it's on her, too.
Der DWSage: (Jason gives me another spot check.)
Deiter Valentine has entered the room.
Lithaladhwen: Ah, okay. I thought that might be the case. *could be to either of them!*
OnlineHost: Besyanteo rolled 1 20-sided die: 2
Besyanteo: (10)
Deiter Valentine: ((connection probloms, sorry))
Der DWSage: (McFailure. Sorry.)
Lithaladhwen: They say where they were headed?
Besyanteo: *continues to move around*
Der DWSage: Somewhere south. We didn't really press them for information...
Lithaladhwen: *nods*
Lithaladhwen: So what convinced you to hire them?
Der DWSage: Well. It was really the fact that we...need protection.
Der DWSage: We don't even have an ex-soldier around here.
A Rockin SN: From what?
Der DWSage: From...thugs, thieves, bandits.
Der DWSage: Paranoid bitches.
Lithaladhwen: *almost smiles*
Lithaladhwen: *almost*
Der DWSage: *Her hand twitches-but she foregoes the backhand this time.*
Lithaladhwen: *inside she's dying of laughter*
Lithaladhwen: So you took them on, agreed on a fee, all that?
Der DWSage: Yes, we did. As a whole.
A Rockin SN: Have you contacted your Lord or King?
A Rockin SN: If you needed protection?
Der DWSage: He said we were too small to worry about.
Der DWSage: (Sense Motive, please.)
OnlineHost: A Rockin SN rolled 1 20-sided die: 10
OnlineHost: Besyanteo rolled 1 20-sided die: 18
OnlineHost: Lithaladhwen rolled 1 20-sided die: 2
Besyanteo: (24)
Lithaladhwen: (8)
A Rockin SN: (14)
Der DWSage: *Zea totally buys it. Alistair thinks it's a little fishy. Haku knows she's lying out her ass.*
Besyanteo: *he makes another lazy pass*
Der DWSage: *There's also this little thing that many of them blanch when mentioning the bit about contacting the king...*
Besyanteo: *quietly* Lying. She has a tell.
Lithaladhwen: ...
A Rockin SN: *wrinkles his nose, showing his disapproval*
Lithaladhwen: (And actually yeah. She is inclined to buy something like that.)
A Rockin SN: *looks at the others* What's so scary about His Majesty?
A Rockin SN: IM: I hate acting like the good guy.
Der DWSage: Um. W-well...
Der DWSage: *One of the big burly guys is sweating it out, looking at the two who dominate this conversation...*
Der DWSage: ...We don't like the current royalty.
Der DWSage: Liar. YOU don't like him.
Der DWSage: *El backhando!*
Besyanteo: *quietly* She never contacted him. I'm almost sure.
Lithaladhwen: Hey. No hitting. Are you five?
Lithaladhwen: Do you bite when you're mad, too?
Besyanteo: ...
Der DWSage: *Rubs her face, snarling* No, but she hits like a girl.
Der DWSage: *Only smiles again!* I have no idea what you're talking about.
A Rockin SN: *idly* Riiiight...
Lithaladhwen: Yeah, goad her on. That's an awesome plan.
Lithaladhwen: Come on, you guys.
Der DWSage: *One of the men in the room tentatively raises a hand!*
Besyanteo: *he stops playing and looks over*
A Rockin SN: *looks at the man*
Lithaladhwen: Yeah, sorry. *glances to that guy*
Der DWSage: Um, m-miss? I think the twins want to talk with you...*Points behind them, at the open door!*
Besyanteo: *he looks over*
A Rockin SN: *turns around, and nods at the ladies*
Der DWSage: *They are there! And look a little irate!*
Besyanteo: Ladies.
Besyanteo: *he offers it as a greeting*
Der DWSage: C'mon, c'mon...they got important things to talk about. How about getting that drink with us?
Thramkalith: *Erik moves to the side to keep out of the way.*
Lithaladhwen: Yeah, we got a little sidetracked.
Der DWSage: You're just slowing 'em up anyhow. They've got to figure out how to pay us.
Lithaladhwen: You know. Got distracted by the slapping fights.
Besyanteo: IM: It's too early... But how to get proof...?
Lithaladhwen: IM: This is going to go soooo far out of control.
Der DWSage: 6.6 How 'bout you, cutey? Wanna get a drink with me?
Besyanteo: (A moment, I need to ask Sage something time sensitive)
Der DWSage: *To Alex!*
Der DWSage: *Er, not Alex. Erik.*
Der DWSage: *WTF is with me and names tonight?*
Thramkalith: *Erik looks quite... Considering, and then over at the others.* "Depends on how my... Associates are doing with their business, yeah?"
Besyanteo: *he whispersto Zea* I can prove they're being manipulated, but you ahve to abck me uip
Der DWSage: ...What's with you and small men, anyway?
A Rockin SN: IM: She's calling him cutie?
Besyanteo: *waits to see if she responds*
Besyanteo: (... wait)
Besyanteo: (scratch)
Besyanteo: (I misread out GM)
Besyanteo: (I can prove precisely dick.)
Besyanteo: ( :( )
Der DWSage: (Indeed.)
OnlineHost: Besyanteo rolled 1 20-sided die: 11
Besyanteo: (12)
Besyanteo: IM: ... I'll talk to the others about that.
Besyanteo: I suppose we should return when the governing body has had some time to cool down.
Der DWSage: >_> So, what. Can we go have that drink?
Besyanteo: Perhaps a nap.
Besyanteo: *no overt sarcasm. Really!*
Lithaladhwen: IM: And some juice and a cookie. And their blankies.
Der DWSage: *Both women snort*
Besyanteo: *he heads out*
A Rockin SN: *shrugging* Let's just go...
A Rockin SN: *follows Hakkie*
Lithaladhwen: *follows* Alcohol might be welcome at this point.
Besyanteo: *puts his fiddle away*
A Rockin SN: *teasingly* Can you drink yet, flower girl?
Thramkalith: "Certainly... A drink it would seem..." *He says, aimiably*
Der DWSage: *They smile in unison as they lead the way out of the building-which gets locked again!*
Der DWSage: What was so important, anyway? Horning in on our turf?
Lithaladhwen: I can drink some men under a table.
Lithaladhwen: Oh, gods no. I think the last thing I want is to be employed by them.
Lithaladhwen: Goodness.
Besyanteo: IF we'd had more luck, you might have gotten paid.
Der DWSage: *Grins at Erik, making sure she's walking -with- him.*
Thramkalith: *Erik seems a bit awkward. The attention was... Nice and all, but after what his companions had said about the pair he was... Not too sure on the approach. He tried to stay seeming friendly, though, no point in revealing
Thramkalith: anything out of the ordinary.*
Besyanteo: (And... Timeskip while some of us get drunk,)
Besyanteo: (or do we want to gather info?)
Der DWSage: (Info gathering!)
A Rockin SN: *whispers to Zea* I doubt we can trust these people.
Lithaladhwen: *shakes her head sharply*
A Rockin SN: *whispers* Make sure you don't drink anything from them.
Besyanteo: (Alistair: They have small vials of liquid. And they;re taking Erik to the bar.)
Besyanteo: (Zea: Kinky.)
Der DWSage: *They pass the smithy on the way. Everyone make some spot checks...*
OnlineHost: A Rockin SN rolled 1 20-sided die: 16
OnlineHost: Thramkalith rolled 1 20-sided die: 14
Thramkalith: ( 12 )
OnlineHost: Besyanteo rolled 1 20-sided die: 16
OnlineHost: Lithaladhwen rolled 1 20-sided die: 18
Besyanteo: (22)
A Rockin SN: (24)
Lithaladhwen: (24)
Der DWSage: (Way to waste your awesome rolls, guys. :{ )
Thramkalith: ( I hate how a low wis means you can't see )
Der DWSage: *They'd note two important things, all of them.*
Lithaladhwen: (You and your environment? Not so much in contact.)
A Rockin SN: IM: Ah hah! Of course.
CGNakibe: (Low Wis doesn't mean you can't see. It means you don't CARE what you see)
A Rockin SN: *whistles* #Fernie! Over here#
Der DWSage: *The first is that the smithy is...cold. It's not only off for the day, but it's been out for several days.*
Besyanteo: (Belkar: o_o I don't get it.)
Der DWSage: *The second is that there are several horses in the smithy stable, possibly waiting for new shoes that aren't coming!*
A Rockin SN: *unless the GM has a problem, Fernie flies in*
Besyanteo: Huh.
Der DWSage: *They shy away from the group as it approaches though. Maybe Haku should invest in deoderant*
A Rockin SN: (That was in Letikan by the way)
Der DWSage: (No GM problems. Fernie is fine.)
A Rockin SN: #Listen, Fernie. I want you to do a job for me.#
Besyanteo: (Fernie?)
A Rockin SN: *A raven familiar*
Besyanteo: (Ah)
A Rockin SN: #I want you to go to that building over there... *points at the Council Building*#
A Rockin SN: #And if they do anything crazy come back quickly, and tell me, okay?#
A Rockin SN: #... Oh, right, except if they start fighting.#
A Rockin SN: #That's pretty normal for them.. #
Besyanteo: *he stops*
Besyanteo: IF you don't mind...
Der DWSage: <_< Hm?
A Rockin SN: #Do I have to?#
Besyanteo: I'm a teetotaller. I'd rather just wander around a little, and get to see the place.
Der DWSage: Your loss, wolfy.
A Rockin SN: #Trust me Fernie dear. I'll buy you some of your favorite food afterwards, promise#
Besyanteo: IM: PRecious alcohol. ;-;
A Rockin SN: #Ooooh, okay!#
Besyanteo: *he nods* See you all later. ^_^
A Rockin SN: *Fernie flies off*
Lithaladhwen: See you around.
OnlineHost: Der DWSage rolled 1 20-sided die: 16
Lithaladhwen: IM: Wonder where he's headed.
Besyanteo: *And... he seems to wander off*
OnlineHost: Der DWSage rolled 1 2-sided die: 2
Der DWSage: (You saw nothing. =D)
Lithaladhwen: (I think I just failed a spot check.)
Der DWSage: *Haku goes off on his own!*
Lithaladhwen: (Suddenly! Ninja! Hundreds of them!)
Besyanteo: (Ha)
Besyanteo: *And...
Besyanteo: (Using ghost sound, on Zea's ear, to quietly produce two words:)
Besyanteo: "Checking Smithy"
A Rockin SN: *keeps following the ladies* So, what got you two in the mercenary business?
Besyanteo: *when they're out of sight, he'll search the place*
Der DWSage: Money.
Der DWSage: *They answer in unison, again.*
Lithaladhwen: Heh. I hear that.
A Rockin SN: *smirks*
A Rockin SN: Yes, that was a rather silly question of me to ask.
Der DWSage: *Haku would find little odd about it...except for the fact that the horses don't shy away from him, and that the smithy is stone cold. There's even a fine layer of dust, and a little family of mice living in the stove*
A Rockin SN: Out of curiosity, how many are you?
Thramkalith: "Indeed, nothing quiet as reliable as money, though it's not always on hand..." IM: Luck, on the other hand, is a bit unreliable, but at least it doesn't seem to gget misplaced.
Der DWSage: *Suddenly, the bar! It is in front of them!*
Der DWSage: Oh, there's me and sis, Norbert...and Phulbit.
A Rockin SN: Who?
Besyanteo: *Any indication that there was a strugle? That the guy moved out maybe? Are all the furniture, and personal items still around?*
Der DWSage: *Scowls at the mention of the last* What a brat he is. Some hunter we picked up a while.
Der DWSage: while back*
Der DWSage: He's good with a bow, and he's got this really cool one, but he's so strict.
A Rockin SN: *smirks* Is he an elf?
Thramkalith: "Sometimes it's important to loosen up..." *Erik mutters a quiet agreement, his mouth sort of work half-time after the long enforced silence.*
Der DWSage: Nope. Human.
A Rockin SN: It's usually the elves who have a stick up the arse. *chuckles*
Der DWSage: *Slips a hand down to Erik's back!* Can't agree more...
Lithaladhwen: I'm sorry, I don't think I actually asked for your names.
Lithaladhwen: Kind of rude of me. Who are you guys?
OnlineHost: Besyanteo rolled 1 20-sided die: 17
A Rockin SN: *looks at Erik and the girl*
A Rockin SN: IM: Yeah, definitely mind controlled.
Der DWSage: Oh, I'm Elle, and I'm Jethla.
Lithaladhwen: *nods*
OnlineHost: Besyanteo rolled 1 20-sided die: 7
A Rockin SN: Pleasure to meet you both. Have you had to fight anything since you were here?
Thramkalith: "Well, it's nice to meet the both of you..." *Erik still felt awkward, something about the two supposed to be being mind controlled made him quite uneasy.*
Der DWSage: Besides wolves and boredom? No.
Der DWSage: 6.6
A Rockin SN: Actual wolves?
Der DWSage: Aw, loosen up hun. No need to be so nervous around someone twice your size...
Der DWSage: Actual wolves, the kind that go around in packs.
A Rockin SN: With all the talk of werewolves and wolfpeople...
A Rockin SN: *shrugs*
Thramkalith: "Oye. When you're going to go out and try to say something comforting, it doesn't quite do to follow it up with something rather uncomforting." *He sounded like he was teasing, no harsh tone to it.*
OnlineHost: Der DWSage rolled 1 666-sided die: 598
Besyanteo: (... ha ha ha)
Lithaladhwen: (Ha.)
Der DWSage: *They find the bar! It is open, unlike everything else!*
Der DWSage: *Folks can get drunk! There is even a barkeeper, cleaning a glass as all barkeepers do!*
Thramkalith: *Erik plans to drink a decent amount to help clear his head. Too much... Strangeness in this place, it called for a stiff drink*
Der DWSage: *This can be done easily, even with Elle sitting next to him and trying to chat him up*
Lithaladhwen: *Zea orders whatever sort of house white wine they've got*
A Rockin SN: Erik!
A Rockin SN: Come here a moment man?
A Rockin SN: I need to talk to you man to man.
Der DWSage: *Pouts at Erik.*
Der DWSage: *And the wine is given! The shopkeeper looks at the twins nervously, though.*
Thramkalith: *He looks over, and holds a hand up to Elle.* "Just a moment, this might be important..." *He sighed as he moved over to his companion.*
A Rockin SN: *takes him aside, and whispers to Erik* Be careful of whatever they offer you, alright?
Lithaladhwen: *grins at Elle when Erik is gone* Make a friend?
Thramkalith: "Oh, aye, this place is strange, it's best to keep your bevrage to yourself when there's possible trouble afoot..."
Thramkalith: *He says, quietly in return.*
Besyanteo: *And...*
Der DWSage: *Both girls sit up straight suddenly...*
Besyanteo: *the door to the bar opens*
Besyanteo: Zea.
Lithaladhwen: Haku?
Besyanteo: Could you... come talk to me in private?
Der DWSage: <.< Thought you were a teetotaller...
Lithaladhwen: *pulls a face for the benefit of the twins* Gotta go.... back in a bit.
Besyanteo: *looks tothe lady* Domestic concerns. ^_^
Besyanteo: *exits*
Lithaladhwen: *heads out after him*
A Rockin SN: IM: Bastard! If it's important why is he leaving us there?
A Rockin SN: IM: Wonder if Fernie's noticing anything strange
Besyanteo: (Because it's suspicous to take everyone out.)
Besyanteo: (:O)
Thramkalith: "Anything else?" *Erik asks, still quiet*
Besyanteo: *when they're outside and the door is shut: *
A Rockin SN: *shakes his head*
Besyanteo: I found our mage.
Lithaladhwen: ....oh. And?
Der DWSage: *Fernie has still not returned. Probably a lot of fighting going on.*
A Rockin SN: *is she tapdancing? Fernie I mean*
Besyanteo: He nearly killed me. He's out in the forest, a bit between here andthe other town.
Der DWSage: *No.*
Lithaladhwen: ....
A Rockin SN: *Darn*
A Rockin SN: l
Der DWSage: *Nor has she turned into a hydra*
A Rockin SN: (Ack)
Besyanteo: We might stil lcatch'em if we leave quickly
A Rockin SN: *goes back to girls, nearer to the L-one*
Lithaladhwen: Get the others, or leave them with the girls?
Thramkalith: "Well then..." *He moves back to where he was sitting, and looks at his drink, a little disdainfully.* "Hrm, maybe I'll have a..." *He orders something with a comple
Besyanteo: ... He or she is dominating them. It would be a tipoff to bring everyone..
Thramkalith: tely different flavor, pushing his other drink aside.*
Besyanteo: but if we don't, well,
Der DWSage: *Pats him on the head, offers him a drink-but he sees her get it from the bartender. Who looks scared of her. Decisions, decisions...*
Besyanteo: I'm not sure how powerful this person is
A Rockin SN: So, must be great to just sit around and get fed and all, eh?
Der DWSage: Yeah, but I'm starting to lose my figure. Honestly, I'm tired of these village people.
Der DWSage: That's why I'm so glad you all breezed into town.
Besyanteo: ... *he lokos her over*
Besyanteo: I can probablycarry you and still fly.
A Rockin SN: I don't see us bringing too much excitement to this place, we actually did more to stop people killing each other.
Lithaladhwen: ....Um. are you sure about that?
Besyanteo: (*checks sheet*)
Der DWSage: Yeah, but you're more interesting than potatoes and horseshoes.
Besyanteo: (Does she weight over 306?)
Besyanteo: (=D)
Lithaladhwen: (....No.)
Der DWSage: (Even with gear, I doubt it.)
Besyanteo: Yes.
Lithaladhwen: (He could carry two of her.)
A Rockin SN: Oh, that I know. So, what other pranks did you pull?
A Rockin SN: *smirks*
Lithaladhwen: All right. If you want to leave them guarding the girls.
Besyanteo: *he picks her up*
Besyanteo: *And... up they go,*
Lithaladhwen: Who knows. Maybe the girls will flip out and attack them. Give 'em someth--whoa.
Lithaladhwen: *is picked up*
Thramkalith: *He wonders exactly how much of a mental effect the spell or whatever had on the girl, as he drank his new drink.*
Besyanteo: *at a full speed of 240 feet per 6 seconds, aka a round*
Besyanteo: (For Sage: )
Der DWSage: *Counts on her fingers* Setting a chicken on fire during a full moon, painting the walls of the smithy white...
Besyanteo: (100 feet up again)
Der DWSage: (I am now torn...hm.)
Besyanteo: Look for a blonde human in the trees
Lithaladhwen: I'm going to need a moment before we head into battle. I want to cast a couple of things. Think we've got time?
Lithaladhwen: *looks down*
A Rockin SN: *laughs*
Besyanteo: Yeah.
Besyanteo: *he slows down marginally*
Besyanteo: (normal movement)
Der DWSage: (Zea has enough concentration to auto-succeed.)
Der DWSage: We get very bored.
A Rockin SN: (Oh, right.)
Der DWSage: Oh, remember that time we teamed up on that poor farmer boy? Made him believe he was crazy, because we kept hating him and loving him?
Besyanteo: (Also: )
Thramkalith: "Must make time pass slowly, but at least it's safe work, right? So long as you can get your pay..."
Der DWSage: Oh yeah. Nearly broke 'im.
Besyanteo: (How much you wanna bet the girls are forcedto fight the guys when we engagethe wizard?)
Lithaladhwen: *casts "shield of faith" on herself for 3AC*
A Rockin SN: *raises an eyebrow* Oh, this I've got to hear
Lithaladhwen: (A lot.)
A Rockin SN: What did you do to him?
Besyanteo: (Hee)
Der DWSage: Pretty simple, really.
Lithaladhwen: (Switching to another chat, I guess.)
CGNakibe has left the room.
Der DWSage: Elle went up to him, started making passes at him.
Lithaladhwen: (This is going to be a nightmare of a log.)
CGNakibe has entered the room.
Der DWSage: (I hadn't thought of that...)
Der DWSage: (We could always keep it in this chat, then. And roll in the other.)
Besyanteo: (I have the log from the previouys other room)
Lithaladhwen: (Now I have three logs for this one RP.)
Thramkalith: *Realizing their attentions were on his companion now he nursed his drink alone quietly.*
A Rockin SN: *nods slowly*
Der DWSage: Then she left him for a moment to go to the bathroom, I went up to him...and called him a sexist pig, slugged him, and walked away in a huff.
Lithaladhwen: (Whatev. We'll just do it in the other room.)
Der DWSage: Hee...and then, while he was rubbing his jaw, I went up to 'im and was all over 'im.
Besyanteo: (also: Ha ha, twin bitches)
Der DWSage: (I'm enjoying them quite a bit. Pity they have to die.)
Besyanteo: (spoilerific!)
Der DWSage: (Please. You knew it already.)
Lithaladhwen: (All I can think about is the X-Files episode Syzygy.)
Lithaladhwen: (Hate 'im, hate 'im, wouldn't wanna date 'im!)
A Rockin SN: *chuckle*
Der DWSage: And then...she left him for a moment because he groped 'er.
Der DWSage: So I came up behind him, kicked him in the balls, and told him he'd be in for a world of hurt if he ever did that again.
Der DWSage: We just kinda escalated it until he collapsed from confusion. It was fun.
Thramkalith: IM: Maybe that was their plan with me too. Bah. *He ordered another drink.*
A Rockin SN: *smirk*
A Rockin SN: *chuckles* I don't know, sounds like a dream come true you girls have got going here.
A Rockin SN: Nothing to do, open bars, free food and lodging, and free reign to harass the locals!
A Rockin SN: IM: Where the hell have those two gone?
Der DWSage: Free reign? Nah.
Der DWSage: We can't kill 'em, or else fancy hunter-man will get on our case.
A Rockin SN: Yes, well, what fun are dead people?
Der DWSage: You get to drink the blood...*Shivers*
A Rockin SN: *raises an eyebrow at Elle* You do that?
Der DWSage: *ELBOWS her sister* Ah-heh...of course not.
A Rockin SN: *eyes them* You're not vampires are you?
Thramkalith: *Erik orders another.*
Der DWSage: Nope! Definitely not!
Der DWSage: *Barkeeper hands it to them, keeping his mouth firmly clamped shut*
Der DWSage: >_> Hey, speaking of losers...where's Norbert?
Der DWSage: Hm? Oh. He's in the cellar again, drinking it up.
A Rockin SN: *eyes Elle's drink*
Der DWSage: Drink:*Is fizzy! Is also half-gone.*
A Rockin SN: *nothing blood-like in it?(
Der DWSage: *Nope. It's pink, actually.*
A Rockin SN: Hrm..
A Rockin SN: Do they have any good wine here?
Lithaladhwen: *Zea's white wine is still sitting there where she left it!*
A Rockin SN: Anything better than house wine?
Thramkalith: *Erik continues to drink alone, it seems. At least he's sure no one's put anything in his drink.*
Der DWSage: N-nosir. Can't get a decent drink nowadays...
A Rockin SN: Then you won't mind if I do this.
Der DWSage: o.o?
A Rockin SN: *takes out one of the bottles of wine from his bag of holding*
Der DWSage: Oh. Nosir.
Der DWSage: *Goes back to-nervously-cleaning his glass*
A Rockin SN: Either of you want any? Or you, Erik?
Thramkalith: "Nah, I'm fine..." *He responds a little flatly. This trip had been pretty strange so far, at least the alchohol was okay.*
Der DWSage: I'd like some.
A Rockin SN: Here then. *offers it to L-whatever*
Der DWSage: *Is it that hard to remember Elle?*
Der DWSage: *She takes it, nonetheless, and fills her glass!*
Thramkalith: ( I thought Elle spoke in italics? (
Der DWSage: *The other one is Jethla, by the by.*
Besyanteo: (*distracts Sage some more*)
A Rockin SN: (Wait, isn't Elle the italics one and Jethla the one he gave it to?)
Der DWSage: (I am, indeed, distracted. And yes it is, Dan, yes it is.)
A Rockin SN: (Plot hogs.)
Der DWSage: (Har har.)
Der DWSage: *Drinks!*
Der DWSage: *Y'know, this has wound down, and they're getting bored.*
Thramkalith: *Erik has yet another drink. There didn't seem to be much else to do.*
Der DWSage: ...So! Who feels like playing a little game?
Der DWSage: (Thram and Dan give me spot checks.)
OnlineHost: Thramkalith rolled 1 20-sided die: 8
Thramkalith: ( 6 )
OnlineHost: A Rockin SN rolled 1 20-sided die: 20
A Rockin SN: (I hope I keep these rolls)
A Rockin SN: (28)
Der DWSage: *Dan not only spots a little mouse coming in...but he notes it darting around the counter and disappearing into a knot. It seemed to be carrying something...*
A Rockin SN: (Dan doesn't notice anything :[)
Der DWSage: (Fuckyou. You know what I meant.)
A Rockin SN: *raises an eyebrow, standing up and following where the mouse went*
Der DWSage: *It seems that there is a trapdoor! This, presumably, leads to the cellar.*
Besyanteo: (Ha ha ha I'm gonna die.)
A Rockin SN: Erik, come over here please.
Thramkalith: *He walks over, looking at him, curious.* "Hrm?"
Der DWSage: *Blanches!* Erm. Please don't go there...my wife's...busy making more beer.
A Rockin SN: *winks at Jethla* We'll be back in just a moment.
A Rockin SN: I'm sorry, I'm sure I saw a mouse... Can't let the mice get near the beer!
Der DWSage: *This is the tavern master guy!* Um...please?
A Rockin SN: (I know who it was)
Der DWSage: *Purrs as she stands up!* You don't wanna go down there. It's boring.
A Rockin SN: (:P)
A Rockin SN: Oh?
A Rockin SN: Why? I mean, not much happening here, right? *to Jethla*
Der DWSage: More interesting than down there!
A Rockin SN: You can come with us if you want!
Der DWSage: No. We're staying up here.
Der DWSage: *Is stern!*
A Rockin SN: You're no fun.
A Rockin SN: I want to see how beer's made
Der DWSage: Too. Bad.
A Rockin SN: Come on, dear! What's wrong with down there?
Thramkalith: *Erik is quiet, judgement a bit impaired from all the booze, just following his companions lead.*
A Rockin SN: *his tone is flirtatious, though it's obvious he knows what he's doing*
Der DWSage: *Sighs*
Der DWSage: *And...grabs the rather pudgy tavernkeeper by the throat, purring* It's boring down there...tell them, Olaf.
A Rockin SN: *idly, and still a bit flirtatiously, at least in tonality* I guess if you want me to stay up here, you're going to have to convince me, honey. *to Jethla*
Der DWSage: Ahh...yeah. And-and my wife needs total privacy...
Der DWSage: *Is obviously trying to scream 'HELP ME HELP ME' with his eyes*
A Rockin SN: *waiting*
Der DWSage: >_>
Thramkalith: *Still quiet. He knew he wasn't thinking quite clearly*
Der DWSage: (Dan rolls me a grapple.)
OnlineHost: Der DWSage rolled 1 20-sided die: 2
OnlineHost: A Rockin SN rolled 1 20-sided die: 9
A Rockin SN: (Not sure what to add.)
Der DWSage: (Doesn't matter. Success.)
Der DWSage: *She tries to grab him and put him in a submission hold...but she's just not strong enough, which is kinda sad.*
A Rockin SN: Hey! What are you doing? I appreciate your entusiasm, dear, but kindly let go?
A Rockin SN: *smirks at Jethla*
Der DWSage: Damn. Well, you said to convince you...
A Rockin SN: Aww, you tried to wrestle me, though, that's not very convincing.
A Rockin SN: *sagenod*
Deiter Valentine: ((A nice comfy bed... unrobing... THATS convincing >.>))
Der DWSage: *Presses herself against his back!* So I'm convincing. C'mon, let's have some fun...I've got rope.
A Rockin SN: *whispers* Now you're getting far more convincing... (What? Al's not a good guy. :P)
Thramkalith: *Erik sighs* "I guess I'll have a few more drinks then, you two tell me when you've decided what you're going to do..."
A Rockin SN: *nods to Erik, and tilts his head sideways*
Der DWSage: *Press, press, sloooowly lead upstairs!*
A Rockin SN: IM: Hrm.
A Rockin SN: IM: Don't trust her, but I've got to do something...
Der DWSage: *Still holding Mr. Chubby!*
A Rockin SN: A moment, please Jethla.
A Rockin SN: *turns to Elle* Alright, alright, we're not going down there Elle.. You can let go of him.
Der DWSage: Aw. But I think I can get him to wet himself if I just...do...this!
Der DWSage: *Turns her hands into a near-neck-snapping motion...but not quite. Then gives him a peck on the lips and sits back down!*
A Rockin SN: *wrinkle* Yeah, that's rather frightening.
A Rockin SN: Okay, we can keep going now...
Der DWSage: ...
Der DWSage: I...I...dear lord...
Der DWSage: *Rubs at his neck!*
Der DWSage: *Purrs, nipping at the ear...should we draw a curtain until further notice?*
A Rockin SN: (I don't know, you mean she won't try to kill him?)
A Rockin SN: (:P)
Der DWSage: (Actually...*Rubs hands of GM evil*)
A Rockin SN: (... Damn Rule Zero.)
Der DWSage: (=D)
A Rockin SN: IM: I have to find a way to get out of here quick... I drew their attention away from him, but I have to find a way to get away from her now.
Besyanteo: (Jethla: Did you know that a quart of blood flows into the penix when a man is excited? *SLICE*)
Besyanteo: (Also: No, that's not true)
OnlineHost: A Rockin SN rolled 1 20-sided die: 10
Lithaladhwen: (That's mean is what it is.)
Besyanteo: (Heh)
OnlineHost: A Rockin SN rolled 1 20-sided die: 13
A Rockin SN: (21)
A Rockin SN: *chuckles as he jokingly pinches her behind- His other hand slowly moving down the hand which is not leading him upstairs....*
A Rockin SN: *the arm
A Rockin SN: *whispers* How about I go on ahead then?
A Rockin SN: *w* It's always more fun when you're prepared..
Der DWSage: <.< That's no fun...I prefer watching 'em get undressed.
A Rockin SN: *w* Aw, please? I got a surprise in store if you let me!
A Rockin SN: IM: Damn...
OnlineHost: Der DWSage rolled 1 666-sided die: 355
Der DWSage: ...Aw, alright.
A Rockin SN: IM: Yes! Bingo.
A Rockin SN: *gives her a peck on the cheek as he prepares to move back, carefully watching her*
Der DWSage: *Watched! She waits!*
A Rockin SN: *walks off and closes the door behind him*
Lithaladhwen: (Wa ha ha ha)
A Rockin SN: ....
A Rockin SN: *given enough time, he will be casting Greater Invisibility, followed by Greater Blink.*
Der DWSage: *He gets that time!*
A Rockin SN: (I should get... A minute and a half of both?)
A Rockin SN: (Wait, no. 54 seconds?)
Thramkalith: *Apparently Erik is still drinking! Huzzah.*
Der DWSage: (Either way, probably enough of what you want.*
Der DWSage: *About twenty seconds later, she steps in!*
Der DWSage: >.>
A Rockin SN: (Wait)
A Rockin SN: (He is not going to take 20 seconds. :P)
Der DWSage: *Grabs the halfling. KERSMOOCH.*
A Rockin SN: *he's going to walk through the door*
Thramkalith: "Whaa...?" *Erik is startled by the... Sudden advance*
Der DWSage: *Suddenly puts him back!* That should hold me a few more minutes.
A Rockin SN: *problem being, he's going to try hurrying to the trapdoor*
Thramkalith: "Hold you a few more... What lass?"
Der DWSage: *The trapdoor is...in the ground, behind the counter*
Besyanteo: *And...*
A Rockin SN: *quickly tries to walk through it*
A Rockin SN: *As per Blink, again*
Besyanteo: *the door to the bar slams open*
Der DWSage: <_<
Besyanteo: *Zea and Haku are abck! ... Haku is plus hole in his shoulder*
Der DWSage: Well well. Dogboy is bleeding...
Besyanteo: *Whose in the common room?*
Besyanteo: (Who's*)
Der DWSage: ...
Lithaladhwen: Sorry. We quarrelled. How ar eyou? *smirks at the shenanigans*
Der DWSage: (I'll say you fall through it, Dan.)
Thramkalith: *Erik is, looking at Elle, a little stunned, and a bit drunk too.*
A Rockin SN: (Alright.)
Der DWSage: ...Erm, even we don't play that rough.
Lithaladhwen: Yeah, well. Play with the big girls, sometimes you bleed.
Lithaladhwen: But it's always worth it. How are you guys?
Der DWSage: I'll live a few more minutes.
Besyanteo: *Smiles. It's not fake pain, by god*
Thramkalith: *Erik stares at her, still confused*
Lithaladhwen: Boys, stay away from that trapdoor.
Der DWSage: *Walks back into the room! Well, storms really* Your friend is a fucker, you know that?
Der DWSage: He ditched me.
Lithaladhwen: Yeah, he would.
Thramkalith: "Rather impolite of him..."
Lithaladhwen: I don't know where he is, but I never liked him much anyway. Kind of condescending. He do that to you?
Besyanteo: *sits down*
Der DWSage: Kinda.
Lithaladhwen: *shrugs* Whaddaya do.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Where the hell is he?
OnlineHost: A Rockin SN rolled 1 20-sided die: 16
Der DWSage: *Pouts as she sits*
Lithaladhwen: (Dan, you're hilarious.)
Lithaladhwen: (A Rockin SN: I want to see how beer's made)
A Rockin SN: (XD)
A Rockin SN: (Thank you)
Lithaladhwen: IM: We need to find him and then get down there.
Lithaladhwen: (Knowledge religion check to know things about vampires, Sage?)
Thramkalith: *Erik decides he's apparently not going to figure out what Elle had been up to, and turns back to his drink.*
Besyanteo: (Watch, he comes back as a vampire and eats us all)
OnlineHost: Lithaladhwen rolled 1 20-sided die: 5
Lithaladhwen: (20. Does she know vampires can dominate people?)
Der DWSage: (Yes. Yes she does.)
Lithaladhwen: So did you see where Alistair went? Or did he just wander away to go jerk off someplace?
Der DWSage: Nah. Must've been invisible or something...
Lithaladhwen: Ah. Lame.
OnlineHost: Der DWSage rolled 1 20-sided die: 3
Lithaladhwen: IM: He didn't want to show off his abilities the other day. And now he's gone and disappeared.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Two... and two...
Lithaladhwen: IM: He's gone off someplace on his own. Sneaky little shitter.
Der DWSage: *There is a loud THUMP from downstairs. The barkeeper faints!*
Lithaladhwen: Ooookay, I'm going down there.
Besyanteo: >_o
Lithaladhwen: Haku, get over here.
Besyanteo: Coming...
Besyanteo: *he stands*
Thramkalith: *Is now nursing a new drink, rather than the one he had when he was startled by Elle, though he looks up at the thump*
Der DWSage: >_> <_<
Lithaladhwen: You're my healer. Got it?
Besyanteo: ...
Lithaladhwen: *casts Death Ward on him*
Besyanteo: Uhm...
Besyanteo: I'm, uh...
Besyanteo: Out.
Der DWSage: *The twins sigh* You're not going downstairs.
Lithaladhwen: Are you? Well, you're less screwed now at least.
Lithaladhwen: *shrugs*
Lithaladhwen: And ladies, yes I am.
Der DWSage: No, no you're not.
Der DWSage: *Both of them draw weapons* We didn't want it to come to this...You seem like fun! But you can't go downstairs.
Lithaladhwen: Y'know. I cut your friend's throat just to get information out of him. I'll probably have to see you dead, too. Mental domination is such a damn hassle.
Lithaladhwen: I liked you, too. Gods have mercy on your souls.
Lithaladhwen: (Initiative, I assume.)
Der DWSage: (Yup.)
Thramkalith: *Erik can tell things are going south fast and draws his falchion*
OnlineHost: Besyanteo rolled 1 20-sided die: 6
Der DWSage: (Elle and J-whatever, respectively.)
Thramkalith: ( Awwh, but combat started first... )
OnlineHost: Der DWSage rolled 2 20-sided dice: 8 14
OnlineHost: Lithaladhwen rolled 1 20-sided die: 10
Besyanteo: (9)
Lithaladhwen: (11)
OnlineHost: Thramkalith rolled 1 20-sided die: 15
Thramkalith: ( 18 )
Der DWSage: (12 and 18. So! It's Thram, J, Elle, Ash, Jason.)
Der DWSage: (Thram, you have first move.)
Thramkalith: ( Oh joy, hrm... )
Thramkalith: ( Did I manage to draw prior to combat or is my first action going to be something to the effect of "draw weapon, get off bar stool" (
Der DWSage: (I'll let you have an actual action, because I'm nice.)
Thramkalith: ( Oh huzzah! )
Lithaladhwen: (Things were rapidly going downhill before combat. He'd likely have seen that.)
Besyanteo: *was already standing atleast. Whee.*
Der DWSage: (Ashley now has yet another log, I'm afraid. There is stuff going on downstairs...)
Thramkalith: *Falchion in hand he hops out of the seat and moves in on the closer of the two girls.* (Which one is closer? And how close? )
OnlineHost: Der DWSage rolled 1 20-sided die: 19
OnlineHost: Der DWSage rolled 1 6-sided die: 3
Der DWSage: (Ignore those. And...let's say J, by all of 2 feet. They're side by side as it is.)
Lithaladhwen: (Someone needs to send it to me, then.)
Der DWSage: *There are sounds from downstairs. But the words, 'Kill the fucking children!' are clearly heard*
Thramkalith: *He moves towards her and slashes with his sword.*
Der DWSage: *They are not the words of your brave mage companion!*
OnlineHost: Thramkalith rolled 1 20-sided die: 18
Thramkalith: ( ... 30... Crit chance )
OnlineHost: Thramkalith rolled 1 20-sided die: 20
Thramkalith: ( O_O )
Besyanteo: (roll another 20)
Besyanteo: (do it)
OnlineHost: Thramkalith rolled 1 20-sided die: 17
Besyanteo: (.... nope. :( )
Besyanteo: (no autokill)
Der DWSage: (Still. I'll give you 3x damage.)
Lithaladhwen: (Shite.)
OnlineHost: Thramkalith rolled 3 6-sided dice: 4 4 6
OnlineHost: Thramkalith rolled 2 8-sided dice: 1 3
Der DWSage: (4 points shy of max damage, too.)
Thramkalith: ( Thundering weapon >_> )
Der DWSage: *There is more yelling from downstairs. Sounds like Al is in trouble...*
Thramkalith: ( 21+4 Sonic )
Der DWSage: >_< AIGH! I'M DEAF!
Der DWSage: *Moves to flank while J slashes with both rapiers!*
Der DWSage: *On Thram, by the by*
OnlineHost: Der DWSage rolled 2 20-sided dice: 9 16
Der DWSage: (...The first only barely misses. The latter though!)
OnlineHost: Der DWSage rolled 5 6-sided dice: 4 2 1 3 5
Thramkalith: ( ... +11 or 12 to hit? Bollocks )
Der DWSage: *In response to so much damage, it seems that 15 points of pure PAIN are dealt!*
Der DWSage: (Ashley!)
Lithaladhwen: *Zea casts divine power on herself for to kill things with a sickle later.*
Der DWSage: (Jason?)
A Rockin SN: *the trapdoor creaks as Alistair slowly pulls himself up*
A Rockin SN: *he looks quite a bit worse for wear :(*
Besyanteo: *He'll draw out his shortbow, aim for J, and let one fly*
OnlineHost: Besyanteo rolled 1 20-sided die: 2
Besyanteo: (....)
Besyanteo: (11.)
Der DWSage: *No. Just...no.*
A Rockin SN: D-damnit...
A Rockin SN: Stop fighting!
Der DWSage: <_<
Der DWSage: Ah, I see master had fun with you...
Besyanteo: *his face screws up in pain as he uses his shoulder*
A Rockin SN: Stop fighting, all of y-you....
Lithaladhwen: We know they're being mentally dominated. I don't actually care. How's the vampire, Alistair?
A Rockin SN: Painful.
A Rockin SN: Damnit, l-leave the girls alone, please Zea...
Der DWSage: And obviously, still undead.
Besyanteo: .... Why?!
Der DWSage: *Griiiin. As does the sister!*
Besyanteo: *... is his face twitching and such?*
Der DWSage: *The bartender wakes up enough to speak!*
Lithaladhwen: Look. I'll leave them alone when the vampire is dead. Stop distracting me and do something productive.
Der DWSage: N-no! St-stop!
Der DWSage: My little boy...they'll kill him! Please!
A Rockin SN: Yes....
A Rockin SN: He h-has the children hostage.
Der DWSage: *As a note, Alistair looks to be in seriously bad shape*
Lithaladhwen: Yes, and if he loses his hostages by killing them he loses whatever advantage he had. Are you an idiot?
Der DWSage: *Like, seriously fucked up*
A Rockin SN: *Yep*
A Rockin SN: IM: I need a cleriiiccc....
Der DWSage: Oh, but you see...he has several hostages.
Lithaladhwen: (She doesn't do thaaaat!)
Der DWSage: He'll just have them killed...one by one...
Der DWSage: Unless you prefer to fight us and master and this precious town and its people.
Lithaladhwen: Haku. What's your view.
A Rockin SN: Y-yes.. Let's go back....
Besyanteo: ...
Besyanteo: And thene what? So they can grow up as vampire cattle?
Besyanteo: *he looks athe tender*
Der DWSage: *Frown*
A Rockin SN: It's just pointless!
Lithaladhwen: Y'know what? I have a better idea.
Der DWSage: ...I just...I just don't want him to die!
Lithaladhwen: *suddenly cheery*
Besyanteo: ... You idiot.
Lithaladhwen: *eerily cheery in that creepy Zea way*
Besyanteo: Of course he'll die.
Der DWSage: (First stage again?)
Besyanteo: Just to keep the others in line
Besyanteo: And they'll grow up to be meat sacks for the vampire
Lithaladhwen: Yes, well. If that's what their parents want, who're we to stop them.
Besyanteo: ......
Lithaladhwen: Boys, let's go. ^_^
Lithaladhwen: I've changed my mind.
A Rockin SN: *nods, following Zea*
Besyanteo: *he's shaking. From several things*
A Rockin SN: Jethla? You wanted to kill me back there... didn't you?
Lithaladhwen: Ladies, sir *nods to the bartender* Tell your master I said hi. And that I can send him someplace very nasty if he makes trouble in my neighborhood.
A Rockin SN: *as he's leaving*
Besyanteo: ......... Zea....
Thramkalith: *Erik backs away from the pair carefully, doing his best not to leave any openings for them to assault.*
Der DWSage: Sure did!
Besyanteo: *He's not moving*
A Rockin SN: *grins at her*
Lithaladhwen: Don't worry about it, Haku.
Besyanteo: ....
A Rockin SN: *as he leaves*
Der DWSage: *They grin in that creepy twin way.*
Besyanteo: IM: ... I'm half dead... I can't do anything...
Lithaladhwen: *courtsies to the girls and grins in that creepy deathworshipper way*
A Rockin SN: *still a bit too weak*
A Rockin SN: *Hell, a lot too weak*
Besyanteo: (Is Ali moving under his own power?)
Lithaladhwen: Ladies. Your companion is in the woods. I'd have brought him with me, but there was too much structural damage.
Lithaladhwen: Toodles.
Lithaladhwen: *turns to leave*
Der DWSage: We never liked him anyway. Thanks for killing him!
Lithaladhwen: *calls over her shoulder* You're welcome!
Besyanteo: (Dan?)
A Rockin SN: (Yeah, barely)
A Rockin SN: *mutters*
Besyanteo: *With his good arm, he'll supoprt Ali on out*
A Rockin SN: I'd have liked those two if they weren't our enemies.
Der DWSage: (People would notice a little funked up evil mojo on him, though.)
A Rockin SN: *groans*
Lithaladhwen: *When they're out.....*
Lithaladhwen: Yeah, well. Me, too.
A Rockin SN: Are you... Thinking what I'm thinking, Zea?
Besyanteo: (spellcraft!)
OnlineHost: Besyanteo rolled 1 20-sided die: 19
Der DWSage: (And because I'm nice, I'll let Zea keep her Divine Power spell, since she never got a good chance to use it.)
Lithaladhwen: (Thanks!)
A Rockin SN: We need to...
Besyanteo: (That's on Ali... and it totalls..)
Der DWSage: (...She'll need it. =D)
Lithaladhwen: I don't know, Alistair. I think it's your turn to talk to the townspeople.
Besyanteo: (23)
CGNakibe: (Zea: I dunno. Does it involve pleated pants and a disco bar?)
Lithaladhwen: Let's call reinforcements in sometime and sweep this town. For now we have something to tell that dwarf.
A Rockin SN: *whispers* Find where the children are kept
A Rockin SN: *whisper* No... We need a sneak assault.
Thramkalith: *Erik sighs. This whole thing was a... Pain.*
CGNakibe: (So much for trying to take over the world, then. Ah, well. >:{)
Besyanteo: ...
Lithaladhwen: (Zea doesn't do that. Talk to Elaith.)
Lithaladhwen: *shrugs* If you want.
A Rockin SN: *whisper* If we sweep it, they'll kill them..
A Rockin SN: *whisper* It's the only chance... The children have.
Lithaladhwen: You want to what? Free them? Take them back with us to the guildhouse?
A Rockin SN: *w* If necessary. Think of the money they'll give us.
A Rockin SN: *sagenod*
A Rockin SN: *groan*
Besyanteo: ... Shut up. All of you...
A Rockin SN: I need a healer...
Besyanteo: *he's heading on out of town*
Lithaladhwen: I don't heal, Alistair, sorry.
Lithaladhwen: How would we find the kids, anyway?
A Rockin SN: I -really- need a healer...
A Rockin SN: That vampire... I don't know what he did to me...
Lithaladhwen: I really say we just send some people in who're prepared for this.
Der DWSage: *For the record, he really does need one*
Lithaladhwen: (For the record, Zea isn't one.)
Lithaladhwen: (Sorry.)
Besyanteo: (WEe had 2 healing spells. They're spent.)
Der DWSage: (At least, not that kind of Cleric.)
A Rockin SN: But take me to a cleric...
A Rockin SN: *mutters*
CGNakibe: (Might as well take him back to the base)
A Rockin SN: We need to ... report to the guildhall anyway.
Deiter Valentine: ((-hires a Cleric lvl ??-))
Der DWSage: (That sounds...familiar.)
Lithaladhwen: Yup. Haku. How you holding up?
Besyanteo: (That's knid fo what Haku is doing)
Besyanteo: *He doesn't answer. Instead,*
Besyanteo: *He picks up Ali with one arm, and flies towards teh guildhouse*
Lithaladhwen: *watches him go* Yeah, he's in a pissy mood now.
Der DWSage: (I am debating whether to prolong this adventure, or to let you all rest, recover, and try again.)
Lithaladhwen: Wonder what his problem is.
A Rockin SN: Thank you, mate...
Besyanteo: Worthless...
Lithaladhwen: IM: I didn't get a chance to tell him to keep quiet about what I did back there. I really don't need the necromancy bit getting out.
A Rockin SN: He was a powerful vampire...
Lithaladhwen: IM: I've heard the way people talk about Elaith Thenswick, and I don't need that.
A Rockin SN: Drained me like it was nothing.
A Rockin SN: *groan*
Besyanteo: (Well! I have pots and pans to do,)
Besyanteo: (and have to figure out what Haku is going to do with himself)
Besyanteo: (Good session all. :o)
A Rockin SN: (Aw)
Thramkalith: *Erik moves on quietly. At least he got to drink.*
Der DWSage: (Haku:*Grabs a hat, a red cloak, and a set of wooden stakes*)
Lithaladhwen: (You leaving? G'night! Zea will talk to Haku later.)
Der DWSage: (Night Jason!)
Besyanteo: (righto)
Besyanteo: (night)
Besyanteo has left the room.
Lithaladhwen: You okay, Erik?
Der DWSage: (Hm. Do you all want to continue tomorrow, or try and finish tonight?)
Lithaladhwen: (Bes has to go. I don't want to go on without him.)
A Rockin SN: (I'unno, both are fine)
A Rockin SN: (Wouldn't mind RPing getting healed :p)
Lithaladhwen: (Dan, it's got to be about seven in the morning for you.)
Thramkalith: "Fine, so far's I know, got... Stabbed or whatever but it wasn't too bad..."
A Rockin SN: (7:25 AM)
Lithaladhwen: (Thought so.)
A Rockin SN: (But I'm on a night schedule)
Lithaladhwen: (This is the longest I've ever seen you in an RP, actually. o_o )
Thramkalith: "Strange sort of stuff going on... It's not really my sort of thing, hey?"
A Rockin SN: (I used to RP like crazy before)
Lithaladhwen: *nod* I didn't get badly injured. Haku took care of me.
Der DWSage: (Indeed he did.)
Der DWSage: (Ah well. So! We leave off for tonight with them going off to get healing and aid.)
Lithaladhwen: Speaking of strange stuff. What I did before with the ...yeah. Can we keep that between us?
Lithaladhwen: I don't need people whispering about me like they do Thenswick.
Lithaladhwen: IM: I'm absolutely bringing him next time.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Whatever people say, I'd feel more comfortable having another necromancer here.
Thramkalith: ( Quite, I should go shortly too )
Lithaladhwen: (Same.)
Lithaladhwen: (Just answer Zea and we can go.)
Der DWSage: (...This gives them a chance to prepare as well. *Rubs hands*)
Der DWSage: (Tomorrow around 8 Eastern work for everyone?)
A Rockin SN: (Swimmingly)
Thramkalith: ( I work 5-close )
Lithaladhwen: (Brian won't be around until after that.)
Thramkalith: ( In fact, I work every night until next well sometime )
Der DWSage: (Hrm.)
Lithaladhwen: (He won't be around until 9 your time.)
Lithaladhwen: (8 Indiana time.)
Der DWSage: (9 is tricky...but I suppose it can work.)
A Rockin SN: (Brian's coming too?)
Lithaladhwen: (Zea's going to ask him to come.)
Lithaladhwen: (THRAM)
Lithaladhwen: (Answer Zea.)
A Rockin SN: (I hate it. A rogue ending up aginst a bunch of undead :[ )
Lithaladhwen: (Or I will ban you.)
Der DWSage: (...Oh, that reminds me.)
A Rockin SN: (I WANT MY SNEAK ATTACK)
Thramkalith: ( ... What stuff did Erik see? )
Lithaladhwen: (Her summoning incorporeal undead to harry the townsfolk.)
Der DWSage: (Zea. Going to take a side-trip to finish the looting of Ranger McPersyson, or leave him entirely?)
Lithaladhwen: (Zea's going to leave him. He's no use to her now.)
Der DWSage: (Kay.)
Der DWSage: (Jason got a Bow of +Awesome, then.)
Thramkalith: ( Oh, right, right, though he didn't recognize it as anything other than a summon monster spell )
A Rockin SN: (And, funny enough, Alester really liked the girls. He wishes they won't have to die. :p )
Lithaladhwen: (You will learn I'm not really a gear whore. I don't actually care about those things.)
Thramkalith: "I... Stuff...?" *He seems a little confused.*
Lithaladhwen: Never mind. I just... um. Yelled at some people. Was rude of me.
A Rockin SN: (Hey, I'm the bow-user! Give me the bow of +awesome!)
Thramkalith: ( Well there are those, what do you call them? Subdual damage attacks, unless they actually are undead )
Lithaladhwen: Anyway. Let's go back. >_>
Thramkalith: "Yeah, sure..." *He still seems a bit quiet. The whole 'mind domintation' bit was too much for him.*
Lithaladhwen: </Zea>
Thramkalith: </Erik>
Thramkalith: Blah, so far out of his element