You have just entered room "talesundertheochrebanner."
Lithaladhwen: (Honestly, wtf.)
Der DWSage: (WTF indeed.)
Besyanteo: (Hey Ashley. *picks free level 1 spells*)
A Rockin SN: (?)
Besyanteo: (Making my caster. Been working on it for several days now)
Besyanteo: (I have about 8 level 1 spells I get for free, and then I start payying for things)
Der DWSage: (*Hums* Shall we simply start on Head of Vecna, then?)
Der DWSage: (I don't see Thram returning by this point.)
Lithaladhwen: (I don't know what Brian and I have planned tonight. I definitely know we need to make dinner before doing gaming stuff.)
Lithaladhwen: (He should be home any minute and I'll find out what he wants to do.)
Deus Fio: (I'm putting Larifien up on this thing.)
Besyanteo: (I wouldn't be able to play unless it was all CI.)
Der DWSage: (Hrm. The challenges, they mount!)
Besyanteo: (You also really don't need me to start playying. *works*
Besyanteo: )*
Lithaladhwen: (Brian: *is here, and interested*)
Der DWSage: (>_> Also, folks. Deiter there's a halfway decent RPer from Lonin. Feel like letting him join in?)
A Rockin SN: (No, we're elitists.
A Rockin SN: (HEIL ACHTUNG FUR DEM ARUPEE)
Der DWSage: (*Dan = Smacked*)
Besyanteo: (*Dan is yiffed by a penismancer*)
A Rockin SN: (D: )
Der DWSage: (Does he get flanking bonuses from a Master of Many Penii?)
Besyanteo: (Sure)
Besyanteo: (*relurks*)
Lithaladhwen: (*aids Bes*)
Lithaladhwen: (Also, Brian is setting up our wireless right now. Soon we should have our own internet. Please stand by.)
Der DWSage: (Yay?)
Deus Fio: (Sure, he can join. Why not?)
A Rockin SN: (:[ )
A Rockin SN: (FUR DEM ARUPEE!)
Der DWSage: (*Dan gets a second round with the penismancer. And is flanked by a Master of Many Penii named Omar*)
Der DWSage: (And it seems he is shy, and would prefer to lurk. He wishes to observe and gain massive circumstance bonuses against us. :{ )
A Rockin SN: (Noooooooooo)
Der DWSage: (Anyway...shall we get this party started, or are we starting an hour late again?)
Deus Fio: (Skilling out Larifien.)
Der DWSage: (CI and talking can be done first.)
Deus Fio: (This is the last step, as far as I know.)
Der DWSage: (*Gets impatient. Gets colors!*)
Deus Fio: (Eheh...)
Der DWSage: <RP TIME>
Deus Fio: (Scout with a +3 Int.)
Der DWSage: <It's a rather quiet day in the halls of mercenaries, many men and women out on various pieces of business-even if business is simply resupplying in town.>
Deus Fio: (143 skill points to be spent.)
Deus Fio: (*grabs Complete Scoundrel for skill trick rules)
Deus Fio: (*)
Der DWSage: <However, it's also chow time. A perfect time to interact, to get to know one another, or simply to kill time.>
Der DWSage: <You lot should begin now.>
Arch mage144 has left the room.
A Rockin SN: (... D: )
Der DWSage: (This is rather saddening.)
A Rockin SN: *There is a rather tall, young man walking around in breastplate! He looks pretty normal, somewhat pale, blue-eyed, except for the silver highlights through black hair.*
A Rockin SN: *he's humming something to himself*
Deus Fio: <Larifien Starfinder>
Deus Fio: *Larifien didn't order out for dinner this time, trying his luck with the kitchen at the Manor, with some (minor) success. A pork loin sandwich isn't easy to mess up, after all.*
Deus Fio: *He's more crouched than sitting on his chair, munching his sandwich with his knees level with his chest.*
Deus Fio: *For those that have never encountered this paragon of elvenhood before, Larifien is about 5'3" and 120 pounds, not small for an elf, and wears his black hair in a style that would (cont)
A Rockin SN: *to himself* Yes, perhaps I should drop down for some food myself...
Kelne2261: *Among the diners is also a pretty young woman, with striking orange hair, dressed in fashionable but practical clothing. She's working her way through the main course for the day.*
Deus Fio: only be traditional on an 8-year-old boy: The bowl cut. It suits him surprisingly well, but why?*
A Rockin SN: *opens the door to the chowroom!*
Deus Fio: *He never seems to stop moving one part or another; if his hands aren't fidgeting, he's rolling his shoulders or scratching his side or working his jaw from side to side.*
A Rockin SN: *goes to get his food!* IM: Wonder what there is...
Der DWSage: *...There's also another man in the room, who is definitely not a mercenary. For one thing...he's wearing a pink robe, and fuzzy bunny slippers.*
Der DWSage: *And he's picking at that food with disgust. Hard to make out detail on 'im, since it's a full robe with a face-concealing hood, but he's not caring for it*
Kelne2261: (Hey, he could just be a merc with a tendency to sleep late.)
Der DWSage: Blech. They call this food? I got better stuff with the Gnomes...
A Rockin SN: *looks at the oddball as he brings in some starter- Then looks for an empty space!*
Kelne2261: *Flicks a glance towards Mr. Out-of-place* IM: Well, he doesn't sound like a merc. Most of us have probably eaten much worse at one point or another.
Der DWSage: *There's also that...bag on his hip. It looks like there's something bloody in there. And it's starting to smell.*
Deus Fio: >_>
Deus Fio: IM: I don't know what the fuck is going on, but it's surreal and I like it.
Der DWSage: <_<
Der DWSage: *Matches Larifien's gaze!*
Der DWSage: So. You onna them mercs?
A Rockin SN: *sits down near the others, silently and respectfully, with proper table manners!*
Deus Fio: I'm eating in this cafeteria.
Deus Fio: Are you onna them mercs?
Der DWSage: Kinda. Usedta.
Der DWSage: Interested in a job?
Kelne2261: *Ears perk up at the word 'job'*
Deus Fio: Talk to boss Rostrian. How the nine hells did you get into the dining room, anyway?
Deus Fio: (In doing Larifien's skills, I made many sacrifices to the god of skill tricks.)
Der DWSage: Usedta work here. As a janitor.
A Rockin SN: *looks at the crazy* IM: Job huh? Wonder what he needs?
Deus Fio: (He's got twelve. Some of his more intriguing ones required that I throw 12 skillpoints into Climb.)
Der DWSage: (Also, since Larifien's skills are done, howsabout a spot check?)
Deus Fio: (Let me calculate his final multiplier.)
Deus Fio: (13 ranks, Wis +3, racial bonus +2.)
Deus Fio: (Looks like an 18 to me!)
OnlineHost: Deus Fio rolled 1 20-sided die: 12
Deus Fio: (30!)
Lithaladhwen: (Back.)
Lithaladhwen: (*backlogs*)
Deus Fio: (Also, if he concentrates (and rolls at least a 2), he can momentarily make himself able to see where invisible things are.)
Lithaladhwen: (When did this become a scene from 12 Monkeys?)
Der DWSage: (Scene from what? o.o)
Deus Fio: (Sage: You do know the Manor was only recently bought by our employer, right?)
Lithaladhwen: (It's a movie. There's a large black man in bunny slippers who wants to tell you about his reign on Pluto.)
Arch mage144 has entered the room.
Der DWSage: (...I see! And Spleen:Hrm. Actually, I didn't. However, this changes little.)
Deus Fio: A janitor, eh? I see.
Der DWSage: *Nods!*
Deus Fio: Sowhat'sthejob?
Der DWSage: *Tosses that bag onto the table-and right on top of the food he was eating.*
Der DWSage: *Blood pie, anyone?*
Deus Fio: (He = Larifien or he = bunnyslipperman?)
Der DWSage: I got this here head, see. Some bard fella gave it away.
Der DWSage: (Crazyman.)
Der DWSage: Said it weren't the right one, or some crazy stuff.
Deus Fio: A bard...gave a severed head...to a former janitor...in a fuzzy pink bathrobe...
Der DWSage: *Undoes the knot on the bag...* Oh, he gave me the clothes too. See, I was naked.
Kelne2261: You know people are eating here, right?
A Rockin SN: *covers his mouth, glaring at the janitor*
Der DWSage: *Glared at!*
A Rockin SN: Indeed, sir. Please put that away.
Deus Fio: *four-measure bare-handed percussion solo on the table*
Kelne2261: *Is she referring to the head or the image of him naked? Probably the head.*
Deus Fio: I'm intrigued.
Der DWSage: *Doesn't really seem to notice. He undoes the knot anyway...revealing a rather ugly head with an eyepatch. There is probably nothing underneath the eyepatch, either.*
Lithaladhwen: *A blue-haired young woman finds her way over to the table, likely drawn by discussion of heads in bags.*
Lithaladhwen: You should never put dead things on your eating space, sir.
Lithaladhwen: Spreads disease.
Der DWSage: o.o So? Weren't gonna finish it anyway.
Lithaladhwen: Other people may want to eat here after you leave, and they won't know you've been tossing spare parts on the table.
Der DWSage: *Shrugs* More reason for 'em to not eat here, then.
Lithaladhwen: So I didn't hear the explanation for the head's presence.
Deus Fio: (Blue haired women = Zea, aye?)
Lithaladhwen: (Indeed.)
Der DWSage: Well...apparently this thing here leads to some sorta ar-tee-fact.
Lithaladhwen: How long has it been dead?
Der DWSage: Head of some powered-up Lich. Name starts with a V. And I dunno-I got it off a bloke.
Lithaladhwen: (No, not he. It.)
Kelne2261: (So when you have two heads, they shoot eye-beams at a map, pointing out the location of the third?)
Lithaladhwen: I try to procure bodies from reputable dealers.
Lithaladhwen: *Is she joking?! YOU DECIDE.*
Besyanteo: (OPen question: Iuon Stones. The image next to the description has a guy using 5 at once. There is no mention about using more than one in the head slot in the item description.)
Besyanteo: (Can I use more than one at a time? :-(? )
A Rockin SN: (Anything I can roll Knowledge: History on Sage? :P )
Deus Fio: (You don't need a slot for them, that's why they're so nifty.)
Besyanteo: (Ah ha)
Deus Fio: (They don't even take the head slot.)
Kelne2261: (You can. Ioun stones don't take up slots.)
Der DWSage: (Dan can. Also, Kelne can give me a Bardic Knowledge check if he desires.)
Deus Fio: (You can wear twelve ioun stones and the biggest helmet you can lift.)
Besyanteo: (Sweeet.)
OnlineHost: A Rockin SN rolled 1 20-sided die: 4
A Rockin SN: (... Well, 14.)
Kelne2261: (Why not?
Lithaladhwen: (Knowledge religion check from Zea to know things.)
OnlineHost: Lithaladhwen rolled 1 20-sided die: 5
OnlineHost: Kelne2261 rolled 1 20-sided die: 1
Lithaladhwen: (20)
Kelne2261: (14.)
Der DWSage: (Wow. These are all...wow. The dice gods hate knowledge, just like they hated that guard.)
Kelne2261: (Nobody sings songs about liches, it seems.)
Der DWSage: (Dan gets nothing.)
Lithaladhwen: (Zea does. =( )
Lithaladhwen: (She sings those songs.)
Der DWSage: (Yes, but she gets Zombies and Wraiths for back-up singers.)
Der DWSage: (This impairs her performance somewhat.)
Der DWSage: (And because I'm lazy, Kelne gets nothing.)
Kelne2261: (And if the banshees are brought in, the audience is soon dead.)
Deus Fio: (You get nothing!)
Lithaladhwen: You really really shouldn't accept body parts from strangers, sir.
Deus Fio: (You lose!)
Deus Fio: (Good day, sir!)
Lithaladhwen: This is historically a bad move.
Der DWSage: o.o So, this thing shoots an eyebeam if you lift up the patch. It don't hurt at all...but it turns white if you point it the right way.
Der DWSage: He said it leads to that V-guy.
Der DWSage: >.> And why not? Didn't cost me nothin.
Lithaladhwen: V for Vecna?
Lithaladhwen: (AHAHA I DID THAT I WENT THERE)
Der DWSage: ...Sounds 'bout right.
Lithaladhwen: I don't think you want to go to Vecna.
Der DWSage: Course not. That's for you adventurin' folk.
Deus Fio: (*Larifien has a brief moment of extra fidgeting as Boreas tries to talk through Spleen through him.*)
Deus Fio: (It's always a problem when my characters want to play my other characters. Boreas was gonna go all OOC and make a crack.)
Der DWSage: (*Suddenly, after being called 'Larry' one too many times, Larifien has an attack of Tourettes.*)
Deus Fio: (He was gonna be like "V for Vecna for Vendetta? Vendecta? Vecdetta?")
Kelne2261: Vecna?
Lithaladhwen: (Yes, that was the joke.)
Lithaladhwen: Yes. Ring a bell?
Deus Fio: (Yeah, I know. I wasn't going to comment but if Larifien was Boreas the reference would have started him on a tangent.)
Der DWSage: <_<
Deus Fio: (Boreas is my only character who knows just about every reference I myself know.)
Der DWSage: So I was thinkin', I let you folks do the adventurin', and just lemme know how it went.
Der DWSage: I'll give ya the head, these slippers, and a few shiny coins. Whaddaya say?
Lithaladhwen: I don't want your slippers.
Kelne2261: *Wracks her brain momentarily, then shrugs* Can't say it does, but it sounds kind of sinister.
Lithaladhwen: But I do think maybe taking custody of that head is... not a bad idea.
Der DWSage: *Holds up his foot! The bunny slipper is cute and fluffy!*
Lithaladhwen: IM: Damn professional obligations.
Deus Fio: Are they magical bunny slippers.
Lithaladhwen: *facepalm*
Deus Fio: *It is the sort of question that does not have a question mark at the end of it, intentionally.*
Der DWSage: o.o Think so.
Der DWSage: Y'won't know until y'finish the job!
Lithaladhwen: IM: So this is a head of Vecna, but according to his bard friend, not the right head of Vecna. If it's not the right one, where the hell does it lead?
Lithaladhwen: IM: What is with necromancers these days?
A Rockin SN: *just listening*
Der DWSage: *Tosses the head to Zea. Catch!*
Lithaladhwen: I'll do it. *catches it*
Lithaladhwen: *looks down into its face*
Deus Fio: (This is a head of Vecna, but according to his bard friend, not the right head of Vecna.)
Lithaladhwen: (Spleen, if you insist on continuing to do that, I will hurt you.)
Deus Fio: (Tell me we need a tracker at some point :D)
Arch mage144: (What the fuck do you think you are doing?)
Lithaladhwen: (Thinking in italics.)
Deus Fio: (Brian wasn't there for the tracker, I don't think.)
Arch mage144: (...I see)
Kelne2261: (Zea: Alas, poor Vecna. I knew him well. A fellow of infinite jest.
Der DWSage: Face:*Is misshapen, but definitely human. And it's got 1x eyepatch*
A Rockin SN: Could you do this where people -aren't- eating?
Deus Fio: (*I knew him, Larifien.)
Der DWSage: What fun would that be?
Lithaladhwen: Hm? Oh, sorry. Right.
Lithaladhwen: *grabs the bag*
Lithaladhwen: I'll... look into this later.
Der DWSage: So. See you soon, I hope? o.o
Lithaladhwen: IM: Am I going to have to go get Elaith again? What is with these people?
Lithaladhwen: IM: You would think there'd be more necromancers around with all this undead-related chaos. Someone else should be trained to deal with it.
Deus Fio: I'm pretty sure you're going to get kicked out of here at some point, so you should give us some alternate way to find you, I would imagine.
Kelne2261: Need some company? Sounds interesting, at least.
A Rockin SN: You're going out now?
Kelne2261: Even if it's not a subject for dinner conversations.
Deus Fio: I'm done eating. My schedule's clear for the day.
Der DWSage: >.> I'll be...uh...around.
Der DWSage: But if you insist, *Gives directions to a mud-covered shack on the outskirts of town.*
Lithaladhwen: IM: Let's see. What is the most entertaining way to do this.
Deus Fio: o_o *pretty sure there's not really a house in the place described*
Lithaladhwen: *Considers sending someone to Elaith's room with no explanation but the head and a request to meet her in the courtyard*
Lithaladhwen: I want to get El-- the necromancer on this one, too. He might be interested.
Deus Fio: Zea! A word in private, dearest.
Lithaladhwen: Sure, sweetheart.
Der DWSage: So! See you all soon!
Deus Fio: Oh, please wait here a moment, sir.
Deus Fio: *takes Zea aside, out of earshot*
Der DWSage: Aw. *Was about to stand up, but instead sits back down.*
Deus Fio: *w* Guy's neck. Check it out.
Lithaladhwen: *looks over*
Der DWSage: *There's a slight discoloration on his neck, in a long unbroken circle-like he'd been wearing a choker there for a long period of time, or like his head had been removed once...*
Deus Fio: (If she can't see what's weird at first, Larifien can use the Point It Out trick to give her a +2 circumstance bonus to look again!)
Lithaladhwen: ....
Lithaladhwen: Oh, no.
Lithaladhwen: He didn't.
Deus Fio: o.o Wha?
Lithaladhwen: (Another knowledge religion roll to learn more about the Cult of the Head of Vecna.)
OnlineHost: Lithaladhwen rolled 1 20-sided die: 12
Lithaladhwen: (27)
A Rockin SN: *to Kelne's character* Are you going? This looks like there's definitely something strange going on.
Lithaladhwen: He looks like something I'd find on a necromancer's lab table. Only alive.
Deus Fio: *Serenity
Der DWSage: (Hrm. Five people...*Alters some few things*)
Kelne2261: So. What's the attraction in finding this Vecna person? Treasure? Power? All the severed heads you can fit in a bag of holding?
Der DWSage: o.o Adventure and prestige and fuzzy bunny slippers?
Deus Fio: Yeah, I noticed that.
Deus Fio: He's not moaning, though, and he's not badass enough to be a vampire.
Kelne2261: Well, the fuzzy bunny slippers do sound tempting...
Lithaladhwen: And I'd be able to tell by looking if he were undead.
Der DWSage: ...Oh fine. I'll throw in one of my grandpa's things.
Deus Fio: Oh.
Der DWSage: *Seems very alive.*
Kelne2261: Oh?
Deus Fio: Fan of self-mutilation, then? Neck area only?
Lithaladhwen: Uh. Maybe. Never know with kids these days, I guess.
Deus Fio: Kids, yeah.
Der DWSage: Never did me any good. He had this necklace that made skin tougher.
Der DWSage: *Seems around 45. And human.*
Deus Fio: Those crazy middle-aged kids.
Deus Fio: No, seriously, what do you know?
Kelne2261: Sounds like it could be useful.
Kelne2261: Although ideally you don't want to put it to the test.
Der DWSage: Well, you could.
Der DWSage: >_> <_<
Lithaladhwen: This really obscure cult apparently made piles of mummified heads to keep people from finding the real mummified head that's the basis of their worship.
Lithaladhwen: Or something.
Der DWSage: *As a note, Zea's head isn't quite mummified.*
Deiter Valentine has left the room.
Lithaladhwen: (It'd have to be at least somewhat preserved/embalmed to last this long and to not stink like a motherfucker.)
A Rockin SN: Hrm...
Lithaladhwen: I'm going to go see if the necromancer is bored enough to come investigate this. If he's curious too, I'd like to get his help.
Der DWSage: (I counter with majicks. :{ )
A Rockin SN: My appetite is rather completely ruined at this point....
A Rockin SN: *stands up*
Deus Fio: Sounds like a party.
Deus Fio: (Who's Dan playing as?)
A Rockin SN: (>:[ )
A Rockin SN: (Not telling!)
Lithaladhwen: Okay. Well, I'll be right back. Keep this guy around in case Mr. Thenswick has other questions for him, 'kay?
Lithaladhwen: Be right back. *hurries off*
Lithaladhwen: IM: Why am I always the one running off to find him? This is going to become weird.
Der DWSage: >_>
Der DWSage: <_<
Der DWSage: I gotta stretch mah legs.
Der DWSage: *Stands up!*
Lithaladhwen: *heads to Elaith's room*
Der DWSage: *Does a few bunny hops in place!*
Deus Fio: <_<
Deus Fio: I was gonna suggest squats, but your slippers seem like they enjoy bunny hops.
Der DWSage: 'Course. They're bunnies.
Deus Fio: Precisely!
Arch mage144: *the door to Elaith's quarters is closed, and standing in the hallway is a skeleton holding a longsword*
Deus Fio: IM: Fucker makes me look sane!
Lithaladhwen: *stops and looks the skeleton up and down*
Arch mage144: *Zea, with her knowledge of anatomy, notes that the skeleton is male*
Lithaladhwen: *reaches out to knock on Elaith's door* Excuse me, need to talk to your master.
Lithaladhwen: *knock knock*
A Rockin SN: (Haha. Is that that guy?)
A Rockin SN: (Norbert? :P)
Arch mage144: *the door opens* Ah, Miss Mazuo.
Der DWSage: (I hope it is.)
Arch mage144: (It so is.)
Der DWSage: So, I think I'mma go home now. I did what that music guy wanted.
Lithaladhwen: Hi. Sorry, we really have to stop meeting like this, but um. This guy walked into the cafeteria with what some bard told him is the head of Vecna or... or something.
Lithaladhwen: It's supposedly not the right head, but can lead us to some artifact.
Kelne2261: *Nods* Alright then. See you round.
Lithaladhwen: *produces it from the bag*
Arch mage144: ...delicious.
Lithaladhwen: I think that it's at best one of the heads produced by the cult of Vecna-head-worshippers, but apparently the eyepatch creates a beam of light that can guide us... somewhere.
A Rockin SN: *sighs and sits back down* Right...
Lithaladhwen: I didn't know if you'd be interested or not, but I wanted to let you know.
A Rockin SN: *to Serenity and Larifien* Can someone fill me in on what's gonig on exactly?
Arch mage144: You have a knack for finding things for me to do that are more interesting than my current reading.
Arch mage144: I'll come along.
Lithaladhwen: *sheepish smile* Thanks.
Deus Fio: Zea can, when she comes back.
Deus Fio: Help me get our new friend to stay.
Deus Fio: So what is your name, sir?
Lithaladhwen: Hopefully Larifien was able to keep the guy in one place. Maybe you'll think of some questions to ask him that hadn't occurred to me.
Der DWSage: *Begins walking out, despite what Larifien wants. :{* Buddy Presto, man!
Kelne2261: Well, it sounds as if we're using that severed head to run down some guy called Vecna.
A Rockin SN: I'm Merkanith
A Rockin SN: *bows*
Deus Fio: That's not out toward the front door!
Besyanteo: (Finally complete. x.x)
Deus Fio: Follow me, sir!
Der DWSage: Y'sure? S'way I came in.
Deus Fio: The way I'll take you is faster. Trust me.
Kelne2261: Serenity. *Nods to Merkanith*
Arch mage144: Sure. Lead the way.
Besyanteo: (Where are people?)
Der DWSage: Well. If you say so.
Lithaladhwen: *leads him back to the cafeteria to try and catch Ye Olde Crazyman before he leaves*
Der DWSage: (Ash and AM are in the room of Necromantic Horror. Everyone else is in the cafeteria.)
Besyanteo: (Oh, spiff.)
Deus Fio: *begins to lead the man in, predictably, the direction Zea and Elaith would be coming from, hoping to catch them in the hall*
Lithaladhwen: (Actually Zea was just outside the door with Norbert. Elaith didn't invite her in. Probably for the best.)
Besyanteo: (I figured peoplewould have left the mansion already)
Der DWSage: *Led, occasionally does bunny hops*
Lithaladhwen: (Do the two groups meet?)
Der DWSage: (Because it amuses me, yes.)
Deus Fio: *sees the two* Oh! Hello! I was just showing Mr. Presto to the door.
Lithaladhwen: Mr. Thenswick, we'r--- Presto?
Lithaladhwen: IM: Oh, Gods. Gets better and better, doesn't it.
A Rockin SN: (Do they hear the Linkin Park music coming from Elaith's thing? Oh snap!)
Der DWSage: o.o S'me. You can call me Buddy.
Deus Fio: Yes! Buddy Presto.
Arch mage144: (Elaith is more of a Beethoven's 9th kind of guy.)
Der DWSage: *Holds up a finger. There's a flash of pink sparkles! Your basic Prestidigitation spell, basically.* Presto!
Deus Fio: *the fake grin on Larifien's face just masks the real, crazier grin everyone knows is really there*
A Rockin SN: (Heh)
Arch mage144: ...*raises an eyebrow*
Lithaladhwen: Buddy, this is Mr. Thenswick.
Lithaladhwen: I asked him to come help with the... job. With the head.
Der DWSage: Heya Then.
Lithaladhwen: IM: There was no better way to say that and still I regret it.
Arch mage144: *looks at Zea* Is this man coming with us?
Lithaladhwen: No.
Lithaladhwen: *firmly*
Der DWSage: o.o Nononono.
Der DWSage: You folks is adventurers.
Der DWSage: I'm just crazy.
Lithaladhwen: Glad we've got that established.
A Rockin SN: *to Serenity* What's taking him so long, I wonder.
Der DWSage: Anyway. I'll let you all get on yer way. I kin show myself out.
Kelne2261: *Shrugs* Who knows?
A Rockin SN: *stands up* I'm going to check on them...
A Rockin SN: *also walks outside!*
Kelne2261: *Serenity, being a conscientious person, goes to inform the staff that there's been a dead head on the tables and they might want to give them a good scrubbing.*
Arch mage144: Good.
Besyanteo: (chores call~)
Besyanteo: (later folks)
Der DWSage: *Begins to walk off again, so long as Larry doesn't hold him back.*
Der DWSage: (Tah Jason. Sorry you couldn't play. :{ )
Kelne2261: (Seeya.)
Deus Fio: *Gives Zea a questioning look behind Presto's back.*
Lithaladhwen: *mouths "I don't know" helplessly*
Deus Fio: *shrugs questioningly, makes a "stop!" motion, shrugs again*
Lithaladhwen: *sighs*
Lithaladhwen: Let's just go see who else wants to come.
Der DWSage: *Walk, walk, bunnyhop*
A Rockin SN: (So, does he see them? D: )
Der DWSage: (For the sake of getting this moving, yes. While they're walking back.)
Der DWSage: (Presto is now out of the manor.)
A Rockin SN: *quickly goes back and nods to Serenity* Come, let's meet up with them.
Kelne2261: *Nods* Any gear you need to get together?
Deus Fio: Serenity and Merkanith are in the dining room still, I think.
Lithaladhwen: I have no idea who those people are. Do you know them?
A Rockin SN: I've got all my stuff on me, and the rest on my pack horse.
A Rockin SN: *shrugs*
Deus Fio: I know names.
A Rockin SN: I haven't had proper time to unload the thing.
A Rockin SN: And you? Need to pick up anything before we go?
Deus Fio: And Serenity plays the flute.
Kelne2261: *Nods* Give me a couple of minutes and I'll meet you at the front gate.
Arch mage144: No.
Arch mage144: I don't know them, either.
A Rockin SN: Alright.
A Rockin SN: *walks outside to meet the group- When he does so, he'll bow politely*
Der DWSage: (*Meanwhile...* Norbert:...I think I need a hug. ._.)
Deus Fio: This'll be a great bonding experience. Following the lead of a creepy severed head to gods know where.
Arch mage144: ..."bonding experience?"
Lithaladhwen: *holds the bag out to Larifien* You wanna bond with the head?
Kelne2261: (Literally?)
A Rockin SN: Can we wait at the front gate for a moment? Serenity is preparing.
Lithaladhwen: No objection here.
Besyanteo: (ignore this please: )
OnlineHost: Besyanteo rolled 6 10-sided dice: 6 7 1 2 6 6
A Rockin SN: Thank you. Ah, by the way... I'm Merkanith. *politely* May I ask your names, Lady, Gentlemen?
Lithaladhwen: Zea Mazuo.
A Rockin SN: (Alistair: Flowergirl! Also: Expeditious retreat! *runs!*)
Deus Fio: I will not be bonding with the head.
Deus Fio: Huh?'
Deus Fio: Oh. Larifien Starfinder.
Kelne2261: *And, after a few minutes, Serenity appears, now sporting all that combat gear which one so often finds the need for. Along with a warhorse collected from the stables.*
Deus Fio: I'm passing by here on my way to my room to collect my equipment, though.
Arch mage144: Elaith Thenswick.
Deus Fio: Unless you want to see me fight with my bare hands. It's not particularly entertaining.
Der DWSage: (When you all are ready, there will be massive timeskip, in the interest of getting this done in a single night. :{ )
Lithaladhwen: I don't know how far we have to go, but if we need someone to scout ahead with... the head.... >_o ....I can go on Enoch and take someone with me.
Der DWSage: (I still doubt it will, but I'll try!)
Lithaladhwen: Might be easier to find things that way.
Kelne2261: I think we should be alright sticking together.
Lithaladhwen: *to Elaith* You bringing Stormy?
Arch mage144: Yes, of course.
Besyanteo: *THEN, SUDDENLY,*
Arch mage144: He is my bodyguard, after all.
Deus Fio: *runs off to grab his stuff!*
Besyanteo: * This guy enters the cafeteria. He's also wearing a spiffy hat, which could not be pictured. Said hat is wide brimmed and tan.*
Lithaladhwen: Okay. I'm going to go get Enoch, just in case. He doesn't get out enough anyway.
Der DWSage: (We acquire 1x Jason?)
Besyanteo: *Yes, that is a monocle.*
Besyanteo: (I think it's a bit late to do more than cameo)
Lithaladhwen: (Oh my.)
Der DWSage: (Not quite...they're just now getting ready to leave.)
Besyanteo: *He also has two stones flaoting aorund his head...*
Lithaladhwen: (Sorry. I was busy getting the party together over here. Also cooking dinner.)
Besyanteo: *One is a scarlet and blue swirled sphere, the other iss a dusty rose prism*
Besyanteo: (Also: I will have to do Dishes sooner orlater. Whenever Kristen actually does her part.)
Besyanteo: *In any event, he totally sits down and starts eatting something. His plaeyr doesn't know the menu*
Besyanteo: *Nothing special happens unless someone wants toget his attention*
Der DWSage: (>_> I...don't think anyone is still in the cafeteria anymore, either. I believe everyone left that spot by now.)
A Rockin SN: *goooooes off and picks his horse. It's a rather large horse, but not a Warhorse by any stretch of the imagination. It's also only meant to carry stuff, judging by the saddle*
Besyanteo: (Heh.)
Der DWSage: (He should take a sammich to the stables and eat there instead.)
Lithaladhwen: *Zea disappears and comes back walking a great big white pegasus.*
Besyanteo: (Sure, we'll do that. On that note...)
Besyanteo: *There's... somethign weird. In the stables*
Besyanteo: *It LOOKS liek a dire wolf. It's got the shape and the fur*
Lithaladhwen: *The pegasus is staying well the fuck away from Elaith as usual.*
Besyanteo: *But it's skin bunches atthe joints, and it's eyes seem to have been replaced with red discs*
Arch mage144: *Elaith heads outside and calls out to Stormy, who lumbers over from around the back of the building*
Deus Fio: *Larifien returns! He's now in light chain, with a sturdy green cloak, tan leather gloves, green boots, and has a sword over his shoulder and three daggers in his belt.*
Besyanteo: *That weird guy is eatting by that, because it conveniences the GM*
Besyanteo: *It stands totally, utterly still.*
Lithaladhwen: (Are the weird guy or the animal "evil" in some quantifiable D&D manner?)
Besyanteo: *The man doesn't though. He's normaly enough*
Besyanteo: (No.)
Besyanteo: (The animal has no alignment.)
Besyanteo: (well, more or less)
Deus Fio: *He's got a backpack, too! It's sturdy but not magical.*
Deus Fio: *All in all, he looks ready to rock.*
Deus Fio: (Shit, I forgot how to calculate Jump bonus.)
Arch mage144: Stormy! I need a ride!
Deus Fio: (It gets complicated when you get faster.)
Besyanteo: *watches the people moving about!*
Kelne2261: Well, then. Shall we be on our way?
Besyanteo: *and, after swallowing a bit*
Der DWSage: (*adds more traps, takes some away*
Der DWSage: )*
Besyanteo: Hey there. Something going on?
Deus Fio: (Okay, got it.)
Kelne2261: Oh, just a minor quest involving a severed head.
Besyanteo: ... Interesting.
Arch mage144: (You get a +4 bonus to Jump for every +10 feet of move speed above 30.)
Besyanteo: Severing a head, or finding one?
Arch mage144: (As long as you have that running start.)
Kelne2261: Actually, we already have one. Supposedly, it will lead us to... Stuff.
Deus Fio: (And then +5 competence for Boots of S&S.)
Besyanteo: ... I like stuff.
Besyanteo: I can turn stuff into THINGS.
Deus Fio: (Comes out to a +28, total.)
Besyanteo: *he smiles pleasantly*
A Rockin SN: IM: Another crazy...
Deus Fio: Yeah, but can you stuff stuff into stuff?
Kelne2261: Excellent.
Besyanteo: (Hee.)
Besyanteo: (What is Spleen's character wearing?)
Kelne2261: (THINGS FOR THE THING THRONE!)
Deus Fio: (I went over that!)
Besyanteo: (just tell meabout his chest piece then)
Deus Fio: ("He's now in light chain, with a sturdy green cloak, tan leather gloves, green boots, and has a sword over his shoulder and three daggers in his belt.")
Deus Fio: (Chain shirt under a green leather hauberk.)
Besyanteo: I could probably turn those daggers into something interesting.
Besyanteo: Or atleast make them a good deal sharper.
Kelne2261: Well, then, I'm sure another hand wouldn't go amiss.
Besyanteo: *finishes his sammich*
Besyanteo: Ah, good.
Besyanteo: *he turns to the direwolf with the creepy blank eyes*
Besyanteo: Jer! Exit the stable.
Besyanteo: *The thing moves instantly, walking at an even pace outside*
Besyanteo: *Where he walks over and gets onto it's back once it stops*
Der DWSage: (Jason, AM, Spleen, I require sheets. Or at least request them.)
Besyanteo: (Linking)
Deus Fio: (Two seconds!)
Besyanteo: ( http://www.thetangledweb.net/profiler/view.php?id=18595 )
Deus Fio: (Languages, then I'm done.)
Arch mage144: (OK. Hold on.)(
Deus Fio: (4 more language points to spend.)
Kelne2261: Right, then. *Mounts her own noble steed* Onwards.
A Rockin SN: *walks beside his horse, since the horse is just carrying his stuff*
Der DWSage: (Excellent...)
Der DWSage: *AND SO OUR HEROES SALLY FORTH.*
Der DWSage: *Do they wish to do anything particular on the trip, or shall we just GM timeskip?*
Deus Fio: *sallies forth*
Besyanteo: (Are those knives masterworked?)
Kelne2261: (Timeskip sounds reasonable.)
Deus Fio: (No.)
Besyanteo: (Want them to be?)
Deus Fio: (They suck. Larifien hates them.)
Besyanteo: (If not, then I'm ready.)
Der DWSage: (Have they ever called him Larry?)
Lithaladhwen: (No, Zea is just going to walk Enoch with them to give the poor guy something to do.)
Lithaladhwen: (And some people have.)
Deus Fio: (Yeah, it annoys him.)
Lithaladhwen: (Just timeskip us. It's almost ten thirty.)
Der DWSage: (Good then.)
Besyanteo: *Jer has a creepily regular stride as they walk along*
Der DWSage: *...And eventually, they arrive! Consequently, it's also nearing nightfall.*
Deus Fio: (Effigy, Bes?)
Lithaladhwen: (I dare you to find anything that creeps Zea out.)
Arch mage144: *The giant skeleton continues to march onward until they reach their destination, at which point Elaith holds up his hand* Halt.
Besyanteo: (Effigy! =D)
Besyanteo: Stop.
Besyanteo: *It does!*
Der DWSage: *The eyebeam eventually leads them to a small hill, complete with a smaller hole that really just looks like it crumbled in due to age...it's something of a natural cavern.*
Besyanteo: ... This is it then?
Deus Fio: ( http://www.thetangledweb.net/profiler/view.php?id=18617 )
Besyanteo: *looks around quizically*
Lithaladhwen: It would seem.
Arch mage144: Stormy. Set me down, please.
Der DWSage: *It'd be a lot harder to find if it weren't for the eyebeam pointing it out-there's quite a bit of undergrowth covering most of it.*
Arch mage144: *the skeleton does as commanded, placing its master on solid earth*
Deus Fio: 9.9
Deus Fio: When are you gonna make me one of those, huh?
Deus Fio: >_>
Deus Fio: I mean, like, create one for me.
Lithaladhwen: You want one?
Deus Fio: Not make me into one.
Besyanteo: ... Doesn't seem very practical.
Arch mage144: It seems you won't be coming with me after all. *pats the creature on the ankle*
Besyanteo: How do you store it?
Deus Fio: Nah, I really don't. He ain't exactly subtle.
Arch mage144: Outside.
Kelne2261: *Dismounts* Stay. *Firm tone to the horse*
Lithaladhwen: You didn't strike me as the type, Larifien.
Der DWSage: *The hole is barely 5 feet tall-most of you will have to stoop*
Lithaladhwen: (Lag. Jeez.)
Besyanteo: *he shrugs*
Arch mage144: It doesn't exactly matter if he gets rained on.
Lithaladhwen: (Zea only has to duck a little. Fuck you tallpeople.)
Arch mage144: *raises an eyebrow at Larifien* You want a skeletal minion?
Deus Fio: *Larifien is barely hindered. It's only marginally shorter than he, and he's spry enough not to let a little ducking bother him.*
Besyanteo: *uh oh, has to duck like other people!*
Besyanteo: *...o n that note...*
Lithaladhwen: *rubs Enoch on the nose* You can hang around here if you want. Y'know. Away from Stormy.
Deus Fio: Hah. No. That would be weird.
Besyanteo: *Will Jer fit in, being Large Size?*
Deus Fio: I was kidding.
Arch mage144: Suit yourself.
Der DWSage: *Jer will not. It's just too small.*
Lithaladhwen: Would you have made him one if he'd been serious?
Deus Fio: I think I just want something huge at my beck and call.
Besyanteo: *he gets off* Stay here until I return.
Deus Fio: "Thirty foot tall man, get me a sandwich."
Besyanteo: *The clockwork Dire wolf sits*
Kelne2261: *And Serenity, deciding that light may be in order, keys a an appropriate spell to a small brooch*
Besyanteo: I don't see why it has to be 30 feet tall.
Besyanteo: I could make a 3 foot tall dancer that would also fetch sandwiches.
Der DWSage: *This is a good move-it's quite dark down there.*
Arch mage144: You clearly lack imagination.
Deus Fio: I do. I can't express why in mere words.
Arch mage144: *looks at Larifien* Bring me a huge corpse.
Lithaladhwen: *smirks*
Besyanteo: If that's how you wantto look at it.
Der DWSage: *You can't really go in two at a time-it's a very small hole. So is everyone in yet, or are they bickering outside?*
Arch mage144: And a sack filled with onyx.
Kelne2261: *Into the hole with the light source.*
Deus Fio: Hah. No, it's quite all right, I don't need a giant skeleton. I think it might give me the willies to have one doing what I tell it.
Der DWSage: (Larifien:I learned this from my cousin Legolas...*Goes to kill a dire elephant with only a bow.*)
Besyanteo: (I think bickering is a strong word for this)
Arch mage144: *Elaith will wait his turn and squeeze into the hole as appropriate*
Deus Fio: (Larifien doesn't have a bow.)
Lithaladhwen: *Ditto*
A Rockin SN: *watching silently... Preferring to go last*
Besyanteo: *Will go in last if possible*
Besyanteo: *second to last then*
Deus Fio: *Larifien (who almost had a skill trick that eliminated squeezing penalties) goes in after Zea, striding confidently in despite the darkness and close quarters.*
Kelne2261: (Hey, he could always seek out the secret elephant burial ground. If only several dozen necromancers hadn't gotten there first...)
Lithaladhwen: (Dude. That guy does everything confidently. I'd like to see him take a shit.)
Arch mage144: (He does it with confidence, obviously.)
Besyanteo: (LArifien: Oh god, not the runs! *screams like a five year old girl*)
Der DWSage: *As they go in...well, really, there's not much to say. It's dark, cramped, and uncomfortable-and if no one has replaced the eye patch, the eyebeams are still going strong.*
Arch mage144: (And when he jerks off, he is confident that he is the best masturbator ever.)
Lithaladhwen: (I think every guy gets that.)
Besyanteo: (Does he jack of with MEnergy, though?)
Lithaladhwen: (YES)
Besyanteo: (off* dammit)
Lithaladhwen: (With his ENERGY WANK)
Deus Fio: (XD)
Besyanteo: (He can compete with Kenyans)
Arch mage144: Hm.
Deus Fio: (The confidence in darkness was supposed to be a reference to his Blindsense.)
Der DWSage: *However, it seems to widen about 20 more feet in...*
Kelne2261: *Follow, follow, follow the glowing eyebeams...*
Besyanteo: (Elan: Hey, that's my job. :-( )
Der DWSage: (*Dangles something shiny in front of Elan to distract him*)
Deus Fio: (But the thought of Larifien rubbing one off while going "I'M SO FUCKING GOOD AT THIS." is quite humorous.)
A Rockin SN: *before he went in, brought in his own light source- An everburning torch!*
Deus Fio: *Has no light source. Needs no light source. Has a candle if there's something he needs to read.*
Besyanteo: *HEy look, there's a mageshaped shadow cast over the group from behind!*
Arch mage144: *Wordlessly moves forward through the gloom*
Deus Fio: *Only blunders into walls occasionally.*
Lithaladhwen: *Just follows the person ahead of her.*
Der DWSage: *...It seems that it's now opened up into something much more temple-like, not just a little tunnel. It's quite a bit taller, quite a bit wider, and seems to be very...old. There is a good amount of debris.*
Besyanteo: *walking!*
Deus Fio: Oh, man.
Kelne2261: Well, seems about as cheery as you'd expect.
Der DWSage: *It seems there are also several big statues of headless people around, made of various types of material-stone, clay, marble, even one made of what looks like topaz.*
Deus Fio: I'd give a kidney to care about this.
Arch mage144: Interesting artwork.
Deus Fio: Where's the treasure?
Arch mage144: *points* That statue is clearly made from a large semiprecious gem.
Der DWSage: *There is also another corridor in front of them, 'guarded' by two of the bigger stone statues.*
Arch mage144: Carry it home with you.
Deus Fio: Hmm. I seem to be a 120-pound elf.
Arch mage144: Are you certain?
Lithaladhwen: ....
Deus Fio: I've never had reason to suspect otherwise.
A Rockin SN: *following*
Kelne2261: See, this is where a thirty foot skeletal minion comes in handy.
Der DWSage: *I take it people are walking towards that other corridor?*
Deus Fio: Thus, I'm reasonably assured of my inability to lift something like that.
Kelne2261: *Indeed.*
Arch mage144: I could order him to dig out the cave, but it might take time.
Kelne2261: If only it fit through the door.
Besyanteo: *just loks over the place, bit by bit*
Arch mage144: That sounds like a personal problem.
Arch mage144: *Yeah, moves toward the corridor, but stops short a bit*
Arch mage144: *Do those "guardian" statues have heads?*
Der DWSage: (Jason gives me a search check.)
Der DWSage: *They do not!*
OnlineHost: Besyanteo rolled 1 20-sided die: 20
Besyanteo: (I pass. Alot.)
Der DWSage: (...You do.)
Kelne2261: *Absently scanning her suroundings, but apparently quite happy to carry on past the guardians*
Deus Fio: *has surreptitously drawn his sword*
Besyanteo: (25 total if it matters)
Deus Fio: Never trust statues.
Deus Fio: There's too much you can do with magic and a statue to fuck up interloping adventurers like ourselves.
A Rockin SN: *idly* Aye...
Deus Fio: I really need to start bringing a sledgehammer with me so I can break bits off every statue I see.
A Rockin SN: *hums, as he takes out a horn, a very well-made instrument even*
Arch mage144: *Does it look like they were made headless? Or that the heads were broken off?*
Deus Fio: (My friend's Warlock does that with his Hammer Blasts.)
Kelne2261: Well, there's a simple enough way to check.
Besyanteo: (a moment)
Deus Fio: ("There's a statue-" "I blast it.")
Kelne2261: *Makes with the casting of detect magic*
Der DWSage: *It's...rather hard to tell. It could be erosion, or it could simply be manufacture.*
Besyanteo: (Now: )
Besyanteo: (Where are people?)
Deiter Valentine has entered the room.
Besyanteo: (PCs I mean.)
Der DWSage: *And Kelne's character sees the whole damn room glow. The statues too.*
Deus Fio: (Larifien is hanging out next to Elaith.)
Lithaladhwen: (...)
Arch mage144: *Totally sees that too. I don't have to cast detect magic. I have the Vatic Gaze feat. =P*
Besyanteo: (everyone still outside the temple?)
Kelne2261: Okay. Definitely enchanted statues.
Lithaladhwen: (Zea's hanging with the other necromancer.)
Arch mage144: Yes, agreed.
Besyanteo: Oh, hey.
Der DWSage: (I'd rather forgotten about that.)
Besyanteo: Look here.
Besyanteo: *examing a painting*
Besyanteo: (examining*)
Besyanteo: It's a warning.
Besyanteo: I think.
Kelne2261: *Any useful details to be gleaned from study?*
Der DWSage: *The picture looks like a pack of armored soldiers rushing Vecna, only to be crushed by two large golems-ones that look quite a bit like the statues that are all around.*
Besyanteo: 500 gold sayss we're attacked if we go in.
Besyanteo: (says* ... ffs.)
A Rockin SN: I'd bet so, myself.
Lithaladhwen: That is a bad bet to take.
Besyanteo: IM: I know I should have learned "Stone to Mud" from that traveller, but nooooo.
Kelne2261: Okay. So, any ideas on mollifying the statues? Waving the head at them, perhaps?
Deus Fio: (I'm going to go to the bathroom!)
Besyanteo: Knocking them over?
Kelne2261: *Takes a look about for clues*
Der DWSage: *As a note, the two closest to that opposite door are clay*
Kelne2261: That'd probably annoy them.
Deus Fio: (I may be a few minutes. Assume Larifien makes witty quips and possibly complains that he's ill-equipped to fight golems.)
Arch mage144: *How many statues are there in here?*
Besyanteo: ... *he examines the materials of each statue and it's position*
A Rockin SN: I'm not sure any of my weapons can touch them...
Besyanteo: *Are the only clay ones by the doors?*
Besyanteo: (the two by the doors*)
Der DWSage: *Ten altogether. Two in front of the way they came in, made of clay. Two each on the opposing east and west walls, made of stone. Two near the opposite door, made of, well, clay. And two in the middle, one of topaz(?) and iron*
Besyanteo: IM: ... not as conclusive as I'd thought.
Arch mage144: My spells are not particularly effective against golems.
A Rockin SN: *mutters*
Besyanteo: I didn't study anything appropriate this morning.
Arch mage144: I doubt we as a group can handle this many of them, should they all animate and attack simultaneously.
A Rockin SN: Aye...
Kelne2261: *What sort of raw materials are there to hand*
Kelne2261: *Any clay, for instance?*
Lithaladhwen: Generally I'm better at dealing with things that are either alive or dead.
Der DWSage: (AM can give me a sense motive to look at the magic more closely, if he desires.)
Lithaladhwen: This sort of middle ground isn't my specialty.
OnlineHost: Arch mage144 rolled 1 20-sided die: 20
Lithaladhwen: (BO HA HA HA)
Der DWSage: (Jesus fuck.)
Arch mage144: (22)
Besyanteo: (20s love us!)
Der DWSage: (They do. :{ )
A Rockin SN: Aye, and my swords cannot exactly break clay, or stone...
Lithaladhwen: (Your mother loves us.)
Arch mage144: (I'm not sure what that does for me since it technically reveals the highest level spell a caster has available, but oookay)
Der DWSage: *Okay, it seems that the two in the middle of the room have divination spells, but the two next to the door are actual golems-the rest just have spells of 0th level. :{*
Kelne2261: Maybe if we give them heads somehow?
Lithaladhwen: (...)
Lithaladhwen: I have the original head. I don't think we should hand it over to the golems.
Der DWSage: *Probably to keep them clean and tidy.*
Lithaladhwen: Just a thought.
Arch mage144: I would rather keep mine.
Der DWSage: (Yes, but I'm realizing I erred you guys into caution, and I want to get things moving.)
Kelne2261: I was thinking of sculpting them.
Besyanteo: I don't see how that would be a bad thing.
Besyanteo: Unless it fails and they get mad.
Arch mage144: As far as I can tell, only two of the statues are actually a threat.
Besyanteo: Oh, good.
A Rockin SN: There is still the problem that we can barely touch them.
Arch mage144: Let's proceed. If they try to attack us, golems are generally slow moving.
Arch mage144: Perhaps we can outrun them.
A Rockin SN: Alright.
Lithaladhwen: *Imagines the golems crashing through the cave to follow them out and then getting into a gladiatorial match with Stormy*
Besyanteo: (HA)
Kelne2261: Give me a second. I want to try something.
Lithaladhwen: (Stormy knows a thing or two about gladiatorial combat.)
Arch mage144: *nods* Alright.
Besyanteo: (=D)
Der DWSage: (This, is, CAKETOWN!)
Deus Fio: (9_9)
Kelne2261: *And Serenity's features ripple and change, shifting into a replica of those of the crazy loon who set them off on this quest.*
Arch mage144: ......
Deus Fio: O_O
Lithaladhwen: ...
Besyanteo: *nonplussed*
Kelne2261: Just in case he wasn't telling us something, you know.
Lithaladhwen: Fair enough.
A Rockin SN: *shivers*
A Rockin SN: IM: Eww.
Kelne2261: *Walks confidently up to the golems, though she's ready to dodge if they attack*
Der DWSage: *As she walks up...both golems turn slightly.*
Der DWSage: (Feel like a Reflex roll? :D)
Kelne2261: (Sounds good.)
Lithaladhwen: (You can walk between them if you're a person who knows their worth.)
Lithaladhwen: (I've totally seen this done before.)
OnlineHost: Kelne2261 rolled 1 20-sided die: 2
Besyanteo: (HA)
OnlineHost: Der DWSage rolled 2 20-sided dice: 20 20
A Rockin SN: (....)
Kelne2261: (Only the penitent man shall pass.)
Der DWSage: (...)
Deus Fio: (..........)
Besyanteo: (... HAHAHAHAHASHAHAHAHA)
A Rockin SN: (Poor thing.)
Arch mage144: (Wow.)
Der DWSage: (Yeeeeah.)
Deus Fio: (*slumps*)
Arch mage144: (Insufficient penitence.)
Der DWSage: (It was going to be Reflex vs. their attack rolls...)
Deiter Valentine: (Definition of owned?)
Der DWSage: (So, yeah.)
OnlineHost: Der DWSage rolled 2 20-sided dice: 8 17
A Rockin SN: (Smash.)
Der DWSage: *Yeah, y'see, the thing about trying to walk between them?*
Der DWSage: *Apparently, they're built to work in tandem. Serenity will feel not one, but two hammerlike fists pummeling into her skin, trying to squeeze the life out of her between them.*
OnlineHost: Der DWSage rolled 4 10-sided dice: 7 3 1 9
Der DWSage: (Serenity takes 40 points of damage.)
Besyanteo: (Ow)
Arch mage144: *frowns* Well. That plan went rather poorly.
Besyanteo: ... So.
Der DWSage: *She is then thrown clear.*
Kelne2261: YEARGH!
Besyanteo: Now what?
Lithaladhwen: Maybe you have to have the head. *shrug*
Deus Fio: *Larifien, for his part, rushes toward Serenity.*
Deus Fio: Serenity! Are you okay?
Lithaladhwen: *watches the two* IM: Odd.
Arch mage144: Apparently, they are not fooled.
Der DWSage: *They totally aren't. They return to their positions, too.*
Besyanteo: *removes his monocle, cleans it on his cuff, and replaces it*
A Rockin SN: Or, perhaps the guy has nothing to do with it...
Kelne2261: Oh, just peachy. *Coughs up a bit of blood, fumbling at her belt for a wand*
Besyanteo: I do have an idea of sorts. But I'd rather not try it jsut yet.
A Rockin SN: *to Serenity* Will you be alright there?
Lithaladhwen: Someone quicker than I am can try taking the head through. See what happens if you got it.
Lithaladhwen: I don't trust myself to dodge the angry golems if it fails, though.
Deus Fio: *offers a hand to help Serenity up*
Deus Fio: >_> I do believe I qualify as being "quicker than you are".
Kelne2261: *Takes it*
Der DWSage: *Serenity really fucking hurts. :{*
Lithaladhwen: I think you do, as well.
Besyanteo: Hm. Is there anything behind the idea that having the head will help?
Lithaladhwen: The head guided us here.
Lithaladhwen: That's what's behind the idea.
Kelne2261: *And makes with the use of that wand. Cure moderate wounds ahoy.*
Besyanteo: *he shrugs* Alright.
Lithaladhwen: *sticks out her arm with a severed head hanging by the hair from her fingers*
OnlineHost: Kelne2261 rolled 2 8-sided dice: 3 5
Lithaladhwen: So you want to try it, Larifien?
Arch mage144: And if he gets through, will he have to throw the head back to us?
Der DWSage: (Serenity heals 8+10 damage, then.)
Deus Fio: Sure.
Deus Fio: *Grabs the head by the hair.*
Kelne2261: (I make it 8+4. Ten is the maximum.)
Der DWSage: (Ah, right. Proceed.)
Kelne2261: *And another for good measure.*
Deus Fio: (No, 10 is the max caster level.)
OnlineHost: Kelne2261 rolled 2 8-sided dice: 1 1
A Rockin SN: (:-( )
Der DWSage: (Man. Serenity has baaaad luck tonight. :{ )
Lithaladhwen: (Egad.)
A Rockin SN: *starts muttering something to himself, as if preparing for something...*
Deus Fio: All right. Stand back.
Der DWSage: *The golems stand ready for intruders...*
Besyanteo: *leans nonchalantly on a quarterstaff*
Lithaladhwen: (I like the mental image of the party tossing the head back and forth to go through.)
Lithaladhwen: (Make it be like that.)
Deus Fio: *Makes sure there's about 25, 30 feet between him and the golems. Gotta get up to full blazing speed, after all.*
Arch mage144: *crosses his arms and watches*
Deus Fio: *speaking softly in his native tongue to himself*
Der DWSage: *...They're still ready for him.*
Kelne2261: Hang on a sec. Might as well lend a hand.
Deus Fio: *Almost trips over himself, about to start.*
Deus Fio: Please do.
Kelne2261: *And out comes the flute, taking up a martial tune.*
Kelne2261: (Inspire greatness on crazy elf man.)
Arch mage144: (Yankee Doodle went to town...)
Deus Fio: All right. I can do this.
Deus Fio: *He breaks into a sprint! It doesn't take long before the man's moving faster than anyone else here can move, and then he just keeps getting faster.*
Lithaladhwen: (I'm imagining her playing Jethro Tull awesomeness right now.)
Kelne2261: (Effect: 2d10 bonus hit dice, +2 to attacks, +1 on fort saves.)
Lithaladhwen: (Roots to Branches comes to mind.)
Besyanteo: (Hey, Brian)
Kelne2261: (The bonus hit dice being the important point, methinks.)
Der DWSage: *Larifien rolls me a Reflex save, too.*
Deus Fio: *Within the golems' reach, he suddenly dives into a skilled, tight roll, trying to elude attempts to prevent him from getting by.*
Besyanteo: (Would this be a poor aaplication for Tenser's Floating Disc?)
Lithaladhwen: (THE PENITENT MAN WILL PASS)
Der DWSage: *He's getting plenty of situational bonuses, too.*
Deus Fio: (Can I give you a Tumble check instead?)
Arch mage144: (I'm not sure if it's going to help.)
Der DWSage: (Sure, why not?)
OnlineHost: Deus Fio rolled 1 20-sided die: 17
Besyanteo: (Neither am I, isthe problem.)
OnlineHost: Der DWSage rolled 2 20-sided dice: 8 4
Der DWSage: *WHAM. The...golems hit each others' fists.*
Deus Fio: (Yeah, a 38 tends to work.)
Lithaladhwen: So the head doesn't stop them from lashing out.
Lithaladhwen: We learned something.
Besyanteo: *Do they persue?*
A Rockin SN: Aye...
Der DWSage: *They don't seem to pursue. Then again, their fists seem stuck...*
Besyanteo: ... Huh.
A Rockin SN: Well, that's... Lucky
Arch mage144: I see.
Deus Fio: <_<
Arch mage144: This is a simple matter of moving quickly.
Deus Fio: Well. That worked.
Der DWSage: *Tug, tug...people better get a move on.*
Besyanteo: Actually, if that's all it is,
Besyanteo: I can get us in all at once.
Deus Fio: Hurry up!
Lithaladhwen: *While they're stuck. Zea's going to head forward as quickly as she can.*
Kelne2261: *Lets the flute drop and scurries*
Arch mage144: *does the same*
Besyanteo: Eh. Or your way. *follows*
Besyanteo: IM: We can use it on the way out.
Kelne2261: *She does not want to wait for them to recover.*
Der DWSage: *The lot of them manage it. The golems get unstuck with a loud 'SHLORP' sound eventually. How odd.*
A Rockin SN: *Yay!*
Lithaladhwen: (That is not the noise I would have expected.)
Besyanteo: (They're obviously both a quarter slime mold on their mother's side.)
Der DWSage: (My sound effects budget is shot for the month. I made do with what I had.)
Deus Fio: (We went to the dungeon with the sound we had, not the sound we would have liked.)
Kelne2261: *Looks like she's still hurting, and the run didn't help.*
Deus Fio: *Now that everyone's here, Larifien takes a look at his new surroundings!*
Besyanteo: *ditto*
Kelne2261: *And, finally, now that she's got the time, her face goes back to normal.*
Der DWSage: *Their new surroundings...are a rather large room. Tiled, for preference. But...y'know, there's an odd little thing here.*
Der DWSage: *Each tile is five feet across, and has a letter written on it. But in five different languages.*
Lithaladhwen: (JEHOVAH STARTS WITH AN I)
Der DWSage: (Damn, Ashley got it. :{ )
Lithaladhwen: (*cackles*)
Kelne2261: (Well, after the commentary on the first one...)
Lithaladhwen: (Okay, so we're gonna get in there and Buddy will be there. He'll have a lot of cups.)
Besyanteo: Hm?
Kelne2261: *Looks about for clues*
Besyanteo: How odd.
Lithaladhwen: *Zea looks for anything in Draconic*
Der DWSage: *Vecna can clearly be read on one set-but the others are Beldre, Central Elven, Draconic, and Infernal...*
Besyanteo: *he pokes a tile with his quarterstaff*
Lithaladhwen: How... multicultural.
Kelne2261: I don't suppose anyone can just float us over?
Besyanteo: *jsut any tile*
OnlineHost: Der DWSage rolled 1 5-sided die: 5
Besyanteo: I can float MYSELF over... but that hardly helps the group.
Der DWSage: Tile:*Doesn't move at all.*
Besyanteo: Hm.
Besyanteo: Seems normaly enough to me.
A Rockin SN: *looks at the tiles he can read- The ones in Beldre and Draconic.*
Besyanteo: *keeps poking around anyway*
A Rockin SN: *What do they read?*
Arch mage144: I wonder what language Vecna would have spoken. *raises an eyebrow*
Besyanteo: (normal*)
Deus Fio: *reads the Central Elven one with ease*
Der DWSage: *Vecna, and Vecna!*
Lithaladhwen: He was a lich, supposedly. Probably Draconic.
A Rockin SN: They all read Vecna.
A Rockin SN: Looks like it's not saying much..
Besyanteo: ... Well, here then
Besyanteo: What does this one say?
Der DWSage: *Well, each tile has only one letter. And there's five tiles to cross to get to the other side of the room...*
Besyanteo: *gesturing tothe one he poked that did nothing*
A Rockin SN: *raising an eyebrow to Zea* Why exactly would a lich be to inclined to speak draconic?
Der DWSage: *It says 'V' in draconic.*
Lithaladhwen: Because it's the language of mages. There's reason Clorey uses it.
Lithaladhwen: It was probably the only language they all had in common.
Kelne2261: Well, it sounds as good as we're going to get.
Lithaladhwen: Let me try that one. I speak Draconic. Maybe that matters.
A Rockin SN: Hrm..
Lithaladhwen: *lays her hand on the tile*
Besyanteo: *steps aside*
Der DWSage: *The one that says V? Yeah. Nothing happens at all.*
Deus Fio: I speak the Elven language that's here. I'm probably the only one.
Lithaladhwen: *does the same to the one next to it in whatever other language*
Kelne2261: *Shakes her head* I can read the Elven fine. But I think figuring out what languages we speak is a little beyond the floor.
Der DWSage: *SHINK. The tile falls away, revealing a 60-foot pit...*
Besyanteo: ... Oh my.
A Rockin SN: Oh dear...
Arch mage144: I trust Miss Mazuo's judgment. *steps on the Draconic V*
Besyanteo: Well, then the whole question of languages is moot.
A Rockin SN: What language was that in?
Der DWSage: *Elaith is fine.*
Besyanteo: *starts poking various letters with his staff*
Lithaladhwen: ....Be careful with the next. No guarantee they go in a straight line, but it'd be my guess.
Arch mage144: *looking around for a Draconic "E"...*
Arch mage144: I don't read Draconic. Someone point out the E.
Besyanteo: *in hteory, he's clearing away hordes of bad panels*
Der DWSage: *There are five letters in the next line, and the only one in Draconic is 'N.'*
Besyanteo: (theory*)
Der DWSage: (Just a quarterstaff, Bes?)
Lithaladhwen: *Where is the E?*
Besyanteo: (Yes. so,)
Besyanteo: (anything bad within 5 feet of reach)
Besyanteo: (maybe 6)
Der DWSage: *The first row is cleared of five-foot panels, except for the V.*
Der DWSage: *They all lower rather rapidly.*
Lithaladhwen: (Dear Sage: Zea is attempting to find the next letter for Elaith. Sincerely, Ashley.)
Der DWSage: *If he cares to try, he can attempt to clear the second row...but they're all five feet across. Some reaching is required.*
Besyanteo: Eventually, she won't be able to seewhere you're stepping.
Der DWSage: *On the next line, Zea cannot see which one is an 'E.' She probably can't read it.*
Deus Fio: (Wait. We're trying to clear tiles? I don't get it.)
Besyanteo: I believe this is probably our best bet.
Besyanteo: (Ok: )
Lithaladhwen: Okay. Mr. Thenswick, let me try and go forward.
Besyanteo: (There is a trail of tiles tothe other side)
Besyanteo: (if we break all the onesthat are bad,)
Besyanteo: (language they're in means diddly)
A Rockin SN: Hrm..
Deus Fio: (But how do we know they're "bad"?)
Der DWSage: (Jason found a way around doing things the hard way, basically.)
Lithaladhwen: I might have an easier time.
Besyanteo: (we p[oke them with weapons)
Lithaladhwen: (Spleen, if they're bad and you poke them, they fall.)
Besyanteo: (they fall)
Der DWSage: (The bad ones are falling, Spleen. When poked with his stick.)
Lithaladhwen: (Process of elimination.)
Deus Fio: (Oh, all right. Makes sense.)
Arch mage144: *hops back to the start, and solid ground*
Arch mage144: Your method is sound. Poke away.
Deus Fio: (I thought there was some deeper meaning here.)
Besyanteo: *he steps onto V,*
Arch mage144: (It's 60 feet down. Deep enough?)
Besyanteo: *and he starts poking away*
Arch mage144: (V for Vecna!)
Der DWSage: *Using Jason's tactic, they eventually clear the way-some of it requires a bit of a hop, but they get across.*
Besyanteo: *yay!*
Deus Fio: I've got a pretty good long jump, if it's needed at any point.
Arch mage144: (Undead should not be afraid of their liches. Liches should be afraid of their undead.)
Kelne2261: IM: It's a good thing they don't have everything set to fall if you poke the wrong one...
Der DWSage: *They also see the tiles eventually raise back up. Just the first ones, but still.*
Lithaladhwen: *to the genius of poking* Thanks.
Besyanteo: Oh, certainly.
Kelne2261: *On to the next room, after taking care to memorise the path*
Der DWSage: *They continue on this trap-filled place!*
A Rockin SN: (Brian: What's that? The Communist Necromonicon?)
Der DWSage: *The next fiendish trap? Stairs.*
Lithaladhwen: (Bourgeois Veratu *coughcough*)
Arch mage144: ...*just stairs?*
Der DWSage: *Yes, stairs. That go down. Check for pusher robots.*
A Rockin SN: (Haha)
Besyanteo: Hm.
A Rockin SN: *follows!*
Arch mage144: *If there are no pusher robots, Elaith will go down the stairs*
Besyanteo: I hope there isn't a theme of falling here.
Der DWSage: *Elaith will be protected at the bottom of the stairs.*
OnlineHost: A Rockin SN rolled 1 20-sided die: 6
Lithaladhwen: *Necromancers must go down the stairs. Zea goes as well.*
Besyanteo: Look for wires or raised panels or something.
A Rockin SN: (Spot check for pusher robots!)
A Rockin SN: (Sorry, had to.)
Der DWSage: *...Yeah, there's no traps midway down the stairs.*
Kelne2261: *Letting somebody else take the lead. And trusting nothing, she follows.*
A Rockin SN: *folloooows*
Besyanteo: *goes down midway through the lineup!*
Deus Fio: (Search check for traps from the man who can find them.)
OnlineHost: Deus Fio rolled 1 20-sided die: 15
Deus Fio: (26; trapfinding.)
Besyanteo: (You find a tourist trap. IT eats at your silver pieces.)
Der DWSage: (>_> Where is Larry in the order? Front, I hope.)
Deus Fio: (Yeah, he tends to be frontish.)
Deus Fio: (He gets impatient in the back.)
Der DWSage: *Larry finds a trap at the bottom of the stairs! The last step is a pressure plate of some sort.*
Besyanteo: (Look at the ceiling: There will be spiked balls on chains or some variant. :o)
Deus Fio: Trap.
Deus Fio: Don't touch the last step.
Der DWSage: *And no. There's nothing above the stairs-not at the bottom, anyway. But a closer look reveals there's a slot about midway up...*
Besyanteo: (Penitent Robot by the stairs.)
Kelne2261: *Nods and takes care not to when she arrives.*
Besyanteo: *Doesn't step onthat step*
Arch mage144: *Careful walking!*
Der DWSage: *All of them hop over that last step! It's a doozy.*
Der DWSage: *They continue on in this dark, dank place?*
Besyanteo: *Shore*
Kelne2261: *May as well. Onwards.*
Der DWSage: *Is Lars leading?*
Lithaladhwen: (Lars. Heh.)
Besyanteo: (Eventually we'll jsut call him L.)
Lithaladhwen: (I will not.)
Besyanteo: (And then he'll eat sugarall day and sit funny.)
Der DWSage: (I'll probably end up calling him Elf.)
Lithaladhwen: (I want to do dirty things with L for I have a fangirlish "strange boy" fetish.)
Deus Fio: *Larifien leads, relying on his sensitive nonvisual senses whenever possible.*
Besyanteo: (Pffft.)
Der DWSage: (Wait, robots have fetishes?)
Besyanteo: (Only by the stairs.)
Lithaladhwen: (ROBOTS CAN HAVE FETISHES TOO)
Der DWSage: (Yeah, search check.)
OnlineHost: Deus Fio rolled 1 20-sided die: 14
Lithaladhwen: (It's like how some like you crazy fleshpeople. Poor robots with their primate fetish.)
Deus Fio: (+11 = 25)
Lithaladhwen: (Nothing so sad as a robot with jungle fever.)
Der DWSage: *There is something really fucking weird at the end of the hall-it looks like a little pyramid of some sort.*
Der DWSage: *...Wait, no. Two pyramids.*
Lithaladhwen: *Is one fancier than the other?*
Arch mage144: *Are there mummies?*
Der DWSage: *Both of them are covered in runes of all sorts though. So they're obviously bad news.*
Lithaladhwen: *IS ONE FANCY*
Der DWSage: *...Slightly moreso. It's been polished recently.*
Lithaladhwen: (.........No one touch it.)
Lithaladhwen: (It would be an unwise choice.)
Deus Fio: Um.
Besyanteo: *he blinks*
Arch mage144: *Detect motherfucking magic*
Deus Fio: I don't know what I'm seeing here, but it's like two pyramids covered in weird symbols.
Deus Fio: (MAGIC, MOTHERFUCKER, DO YOU DETECT IT?)
Arch mage144: A brilliant deduction.
Der DWSage: (AM gives me a Knowledge:Arcane roll.)
OnlineHost: Arch mage144 rolled 1 20-sided die: 12
Lithaladhwen: (Well, detecting motherfucking magic does something different. Especially around Zea's house.)
Der DWSage: *He cannot detect the motherfucking magic!*
Besyanteo: (MAy I as well?)
Arch mage144: (28)
Der DWSage: (Not yet.)
Besyanteo: (Eh. I don't have that spell ready. And read magic requires touch. :-( )
Kelne2261: *Leans back against the wall and lets the trapsmiths deal with it.*
Besyanteo: So.
Arch mage144: (I cannot detect the motherfucking magic?)
Besyanteo: (HE said that earlier)
Arch mage144: Hm.
Der DWSage: (You do not detect actual motherfucking magic, no.)
Deus Fio: .....I'mnotgonnapokeitsomeoneelsedoit.
A Rockin SN: Anyone have a bow or something? Perhaps if we hit it with an arrow it will react..
Kelne2261: (*Click* Larry: I said touch nothing!)
Arch mage144: Wait.
Arch mage144: This is likely a trap.
Arch mage144: A well-concealed magical trap, no less.
Arch mage144: Let me try to disable it.
Deus Fio: You sure?
Arch mage144: Would you prefer to attempt to do it?
Deus Fio: Fuck no. I can only find 'em, I can't do a thing about 'em after I see 'em.
Arch mage144: Then be patient while I work.
Deus Fio: (I don't know why Scouts lack Disable Device.)
Deus Fio: (It makes me go :-( )
A Rockin SN: (This is where I wish I picked Alistair instead)
Der DWSage: (*Hums*)
Arch mage144: Offensive magics, begone! Dispel!
Arch mage144: (Area dispel magic. Want a caster level check?)
Der DWSage: (Please.)
OnlineHost: Arch mage144 rolled 1 20-sided die: 4
Arch mage144: (9. That blows. A lot.)
Der DWSage: (It really does.)
Der DWSage: Pyramids:*Seem completely unaffected.*
Besyanteo: *examines the whole thing visually. What else is here, Pyramids aside?*
Der DWSage: *It's a long hall, with more really really faint images of Vecna's battles. Really not much else-the corridor turns right where the little pyramids are.*
Besyanteo: *how high is the ceiling?*
Arch mage144: Well, Larifien, perhaps you should double-check my assessment of the situation. Please, go forth and attempt to determine if there is a trap present.
Der DWSage: *Twenty feet. As a note, this spot is much more preserved than further out.*
Arch mage144: Knowledge of what the trap might be will aid me, even if you can't actually disable it.
Besyanteo: *think think think*
Deus Fio: They don't come labeled, but I'll try.
OnlineHost: Deus Fio rolled 1 20-sided die: 9
Deus Fio: (20)
Der DWSage: (What's this now?)
Arch mage144: (Search check?)
Arch mage144: (He's got trapfinding, so he can find magical traps.)
Der DWSage: *...So far as Larry can tell from here, they're just as active as they were before. Does he get closer?*
Deus Fio: (He's gotta be adjacent to search, I think.)
Deus Fio: The pyramid things look trap-like to me. They're built to be hard to see, I should think.
Besyanteo: Well, this is getting us nowhere fast.
Besyanteo: Any objections to just throwing something between them and seeing ifthey do something?
Kelne2261: I suppose we could try that 'shooting arrows at them' plan...
A Rockin SN: *nods* Throwing something, shooting arrows.. Just want to see if they get set off, and if they do, what happens.
Besyanteo: Anyone against? *waits*
Deiter Valentine has left the room.
Arch mage144: I can create a creature to trigger the trap.
Deus Fio: Don't you need a dead body for that?
Arch mage144: No.
Deus Fio: >_> <_<
Deus Fio: Not it.
Besyanteo: I think we should try something of substantially less worth first
Besyanteo: Creature second.
Arch mage144: It would be trivial to summon one.
Lithaladhwen: I can make one, too. Maybe a couple of things.
Lithaladhwen: It's not that bad.
Kelne2261: Okay. Everyone step back a bit.
Besyanteo: *steps back a bit*
Kelne2261: *Nocks an arrow*
Arch mage144: *shrugs and steps back*
Lithaladhwen: *does as well*
Der DWSage: Arrow:*Gets knocked up a notch*
Lithaladhwen: (BAM)
A Rockin SN: (It's pregnant?)
Besyanteo: (Pregnant arrows, but Emeril)
Besyanteo: (by*)
Besyanteo: (dammit)
A Rockin SN: (Haha)
Kelne2261: *Waits till everyone's clear of the trap and fires at the one on the left. BAM!*
Der DWSage: *...The trap has an arrow stuck in it. Nothing else happens.*
Besyanteo: Heh.
Kelne2261: *And the one on the right, for good measure.*
Besyanteo: ... Feel free to summon up whatever.
Der DWSage: *Same again!*
Kelne2261: Well, that's two arrows down.
Der DWSage: *Elaith should do that voodoo he do*
Lithaladhwen: (Do what?)
Der DWSage: (The summoning.)
Besyanteo: (creature)
Lithaladhwen: (YOU FAIL YOUR LABYRINTH CHECK FUCK YOU ALL_
Lithaladhwen: *)
Der DWSage: (That's it. MASONRY FALLS, EVERYONE DIES.)
Besyanteo: (=P)
Arch mage144: Certainly.
A Rockin SN: (Kai reminds me of the babe. :O)
Lithaladhwen: (Thaaaank you Dan. ^_^ )
Der DWSage: (Well, except Serenity. She escapes, but gets double-crit-fucked by the entrance again. :{ )
Besyanteo: (Also: Is it really something from Labyrinth?)
A Rockin SN: (That's not how it goes. D: )
Kelne2261: (Serenity: So. Which pyramid would the other pyramid suggest I touch?)
Lithaladhwen: (Yes. Observe.)
Der DWSage: (Dance, Goblin, Dance!)
Arch mage144: *Elaith motions with his hands, forming a huge circle, and makes with the summoning!*
Besyanteo: (Ah, that.)
Lithaladhwen: (Dan. What babe?)
Arch mage144: (Summon Undead I: Human Warrior skeleton.)
A Rockin SN: (:D)
Der DWSage: Skeleton:*Totally appears.*
A Rockin SN: (The babe with the power!)
Besyanteo: (What power?)
Lithaladhwen: (What power?)
Arch mage144: Skeleton, walk forward toward the pyramids.
Arch mage144: *gestures*
A Rockin SN: (The power of voodoo!)
Lithaladhwen: (Who do?)
Besyanteo: (
Der DWSage: )You do.)
Besyanteo: (*who do?)
Lithaladhwen: (Do what?)
Besyanteo: (damn)
A Rockin SN: (Remind me of the babe!)
Der DWSage: (Voodoo!)
Lithaladhwen: (=D)
Der DWSage: Skeleton:*Walks forward, and...a stone wall appears behind it.*
Besyanteo: (I used to have that on MP3 at some point. Not sure what happened to it.)
Der DWSage: *And then another one.*
Der DWSage: *And then people hear someone talking...* This room has always been my favorite-it's an arena of kinds, even if it's just a little trap of my own making. Vecna always did like my sense of humor.
Der DWSage: *...And then there are many sounds of battle, which end somewhat quickly.*
Kelne2261: Well, so much for the skeleton.
Der DWSage: *This may worry people slightly. :{*
Besyanteo: ... Hm.
Arch mage144: I see.
Kelne2261: *Waits for the stone walls to lower*
Lithaladhwen: Should I try something different?
Besyanteo: I'm starting to wish I'd memorized a few more teleportation spells.
Der DWSage: *It'll take a little bit. But there's still the sound of something from behind that wall.*
Kelne2261: Hm.
Der DWSage: *They have two minutes. They do anything?*
Kelne2261: Depending on what's in there, I may be able to convince it not to attack.
Kelne2261: *Readies the flute*
Arch mage144: Alternately, we can destroy it.
Lithaladhwen: (I don't even know what the fuck is going on, and at this point motivation is failing me. =/ )
Besyanteo: (I have dishes to do yet, and it's midnight.)
Der DWSage: (We're almost to the end here, too. :{ )
Kelne2261: But I think the important thing is to make sure half of us aren't stuck on the wrong side of the wall when it rises.
Besyanteo: *Is there still space toget aroundthecorner?*
Besyanteo: (to get around the corner*)
Der DWSage: *There's a wall blocking your path. :{*
Kelne2261: So when it's down, we should all move quickly.
Besyanteo: I should point out a possibility:
Kelne2261: *With that, she'll be content to wait for the wall to lower.*
A Rockin SN: *nods slowly* Alright...
Besyanteo: The trigger maybe onthe floor
Besyanteo: All the others have been so far.
Besyanteo: In onefashion or other.
Deus Fio: It's the little pyramids, I think.
Arch mage144: The trap is likely magical. In that case, it may not matter whether we are touching the floor or not.
Besyanteo: Yes, the idea would be to get you to focus onthe pyramids.
Besyanteo: Which did nothing when disturbed.
Besyanteo: ... in any event.
Besyanteo: *goes up closer to study the wall*
Besyanteo: *switches, markings, whatever*
Der DWSage: *...And the wall lowers, revealing one rather angry-looking demon wielding chains. Which suddenly poofs out of existence*
Der DWSage: *Spell Duration, what a bitch.*
Besyanteo: ...
Deus Fio: ...
Besyanteo: *cleans his monocle very slowly*
Besyanteo: *and replaces it*
Deus Fio: I say we go for it. Five on one, good odds.
Besyanteo: *and, he starts chanting...*
Kelne2261: ... Okay. Demon. Probably not susceptible to being charmed, but worth a shot. If not, I'll just support.
Besyanteo: (Spider climb.)
Besyanteo: *and then he walks up the wall. He does NOT passthe pyramids*
Der DWSage: Pyramids:*Do nothing!*
Besyanteo: *and then onto the ceiling*
Besyanteo: I don't know about the rest of you,
Besyanteo: but I loathe close quarters combat.
Deus Fio: Me, too.
Besyanteo: Are we ready then?
Der DWSage: *They pass by without incident, so we can get to the conclusion.*
A Rockin SN: I'm ready.... *walks!*
Besyanteo: (..)
Besyanteo: (.....)
Deus Fio: ...
Kelne2261: *Onwards!*
Deus Fio: Wait, so.
Besyanteo: (OK THEN!)
Deus Fio: It was a one shot thing?
Deus Fio: o_o
Arch mage144: Perhaps.
Der DWSage: *They've triggered the trap. It needs to be reset. :{*
Besyanteo: *walks along the ceiling* It looks that way right now.
Kelne2261: Well, that works out well then.
Besyanteo: I'd rather not worry about it overly.
Arch mage144: *walkwalkwalk*
Lithaladhwen: *walkwalkwalk*
A Rockin SN: *walkwalkwalk*
A Rockin SN: *Smash*
A Rockin SN: (.... Sorry, had to say that)
Besyanteo: (So. The thing. At the end.)
Kelne2261: Hopefully, whoever built this place is running out of horrors to throw at us.
Der DWSage: *The corridor gets unnaturally dark. Your light sources-or darkvision-don't penetrate more than a foot beyond the opening. The door leads to an arch carved in the rock, and runes crawl up and down the arch.*
Der DWSage: *Do you attempt entry?*
Arch mage144: *Uh, yeah.*
Besyanteo: (Read Magic on the arch, since I'd have to walk on it anyway)
Der DWSage: Runes:*Read, 'You have reached the Chamber of Vecna.'*
Besyanteo: Ahh.
Besyanteo: It's a room marker.
Besyanteo: This is Vecna's Chamber.
Der DWSage: *Torches magically flare to life and disperse the darkness. You see a chamber some 30 feet across that has been carved smooth Torches line the walls, giving off bright light with a faintly greenish tinge...*
Besyanteo: *enters*
Besyanteo: *on the ceiling*
Kelne2261: *Follows, with mild suspicion*
Der DWSage: *Before you is a table, and on it are several small pedestals. Each holds a head, which stare at you lifelessly with their one eye. From out of the wall, a skeletal man walks forth, gazing angrily from eyesockets*
A Rockin SN: IM: Is that him...?
Besyanteo: (The skull has an engry expression!)
Besyanteo: (Angry, too)
Der DWSage: e.e Urgh. At least it breaks up the boredom...hall of Vecna, yadda yadda yadda, cut off your own damn heads and take a skull.
Deus Fio: ...what?
Arch mage144: I would rather keep my own head.
Deus Fio: That did not call for a "yadda yadda yadda".
A Rockin SN: How can I take a skull if I cut off my head...?
Kelne2261: What he said.
Der DWSage: *Waves at the assortment of heads on the table* Look, I've been here for more than a century. I'm more than a little peeved at being stuck here by that bastard.
Besyanteo: *he explores the room*
Besyanteo: *ignoring the heads*
Der DWSage: Just...get one of your buddies to put the head on top of your body after you're done.
Besyanteo: I'm fairly certain we'll all pass.
Der DWSage: Walls:*Are smooth and plain and dull.*
Besyanteo: *looking around*
Kelne2261: I think we've missed something here. What's the supposed benefit to this?
Der DWSage: It's the head. Of Vecna. That thing he empowered all them years ago.
Besyanteo: *examines their host*
Arch mage144: *looks at the heads*
Arch mage144: There are quite a few heads here. Which one is the head of Vecna?
Deus Fio: I like my head, thanks o_o
Kelne2261: Okay, great. But what good does it do me if I have to replace my own head with it?
Besyanteo: *does their host seem to have any magical adornments?*
Lithaladhwen: (Oh, God damn it.)
Der DWSage: *Looks like a skeletal human of some kind, and is indeed sporting a few magic items-but they seem to just be knick-knacks.*
Besyanteo: (I will kill him to go home with something, dammit. XD)
Der DWSage: *Or are they? It's hard to tell.*
Der DWSage: (Also, is AM detecting magic on the heads? >_>)
Besyanteo: Say, what are you wearing there?
Der DWSage: Stuff I've made out of the walls out of sheer boredom.
Besyanteo: Ah.
Der DWSage: Heads:*Are varied. Some are pretty-some are ugly. One is downright hideous...*
Kelne2261: I have to hand it to you, the final trap is pretty damn brazen.
Der DWSage: *One looks stern and austere.*
A Rockin SN: .... So, what are we here for again?
Der DWSage: I'd assumed the head.
Kelne2261: Although... Maybe you two could take some of the heads home for the undead minions. See what happens.
A Rockin SN: *idly* Can we take them all and get them identified?
Arch mage144: (Yeah, sure am.)
Der DWSage: >_> Yeah, that'll work. Sure.
Kelne2261: It's not like they've got anything to lose.
Der DWSage: *Sarcasm drips from his voice.*
Arch mage144: None of these heads are suitably attractive. I have no need for them.
A Rockin SN: *chuckles at Elaith*
Der DWSage: *Also, AM sees that each and every head is just radiating magic. Of every type and school.*
Arch mage144: Despite their intense and apparent magical power.
Der DWSage: You can each take one head, I don't really care what you do with it afterwards.
Besyanteo: Hm.
Arch mage144: I see no way to successfully replace my head with one I would like better.
Arch mage144: But I won't stop the rest of you.
Besyanteo: If one or aall of them ARE real,
Besyanteo: I could use it as a material focus to make an item of some power.
Besyanteo: We'd just have to make sure none oftheur auras is altered.
Der DWSage: They're supposed to revive you when you put it on a stump.
Besyanteo: (their*)
Arch mage144: *stares, expressionless*
Kelne2261: Yeah, but do they revive us, or does the head get to walk around with a snazzy new body?
Der DWSage: Good question.
Der DWSage: *Leans against the wall!*
Lithaladhwen: I really really like my own head.
Besyanteo: The answer is: Don't bother finding out.
Lithaladhwen: I like it where it is. I keep it there for a reason.
Deus Fio: I don't know what the fuck is going on, but I'm keeping my head.
Arch mage144: This was a waste of time.
Deus Fio: <_< >_>
A Rockin SN: What Larithien said.
Arch mage144: I propose we leave.
Der DWSage: But probably revives you.
Kelne2261: Seriously. People really come down here and chop off their own heads?
Arch mage144: I am going to leave no matter what the rest of you do.
Der DWSage: *Shrugs!* Leave a pack of playing cards or something for me, wouldja? Time certainly don't fly.
Lithaladhwen: Thenswick, I'm going with you. Maybe our friend here will take up knitting or something.
Besyanteo: Actually... Elaithe, was it?
Arch mage144: Yes?
Deus Fio: <_< You're a necromancer, and you're not doing the creepy head-changing thing, what makes you think the rest of us will?
Besyanteo: You might wait long enough that I can teleport us all past the golems, together.
Besyanteo: RAtehr than running thegauntlet again
Der DWSage: Kinda can't.
Besyanteo: *comes down to the floor*
Deus Fio: >_> Hey, you, how do we get past the golems normally?
Der DWSage: *Walks over, puts his hand to a head...and through a head*
Besyanteo: Shut up, you have no idea what I can and can not do.
Der DWSage: Be really, really small.
Deus Fio: That makes no sense and doesn't help us.
Der DWSage: They kill everything they sense, and they sense real easy.
Besyanteo: *heads foor the door*
Lithaladhwen: What is the point of this?
Der DWSage: But they don't kill the Gnomes that reset the traps.
Kelne2261: I'm sorry. I didn't really bring anything like that, and I don't want to run the gauntlet again just to bring you something to pass the time.
Der DWSage: Door:*Is headed for!*
Lithaladhwen: So there are gnomes now, too. Great.
Lithaladhwen: I didn't bring one.
Besyanteo: *he turns back* If anyone's coming then?
Arch mage144: *follows his ally out*
Der DWSage: Doubt you even noticed 'em. They run in these passages underneath.
Arch mage144: Without hesitation.
Besyanteo: *off atleast two of them go*
Lithaladhwen: *Zea's going*
Deus Fio: You know? I wish I'd kept that pound of soap in my bag.
Deus Fio: I could have left you a chunk of soap and a knife and you could have carved with it.
Lithaladhwen: IM: This is patently absurd.
Der DWSage: *Sighs* Yeah, yeah...
Besyanteo: (I am totally switching alignment to CN after this. I do not play NG well onm this character. XD)
Kelne2261: I'd lend you the flute, but you don't have lips...
Besyanteo: ... Hm.
Der DWSage: >_>
Besyanteo: (Minor creation)
Besyanteo: *There's a flash of light!*
Besyanteo: *And he throws a pair of 6 sided dice into the room*
Der DWSage: *Mumble, mumble, grunt*
Der DWSage: 6.6
Besyanteo: Have fun, and thanks for nothing.
Der DWSage: ...Better than nothing, I guess. Hey, you!
OnlineHost: Besyanteo rolled 2 6-sided dice: 5 6
Besyanteo: *5 and 6!*
Besyanteo: Hm?
Lithaladhwen: (That's a good roll.)
Lithaladhwen: (If you're playing craps, you could do all right.)
Lithaladhwen: (Depending on where you laid your chips.)
Der DWSage: At least you gave me something. Lemme give you a gift.
Der DWSage: I've got nothing but time, after all.
Deus Fio: >_>?
Besyanteo: *raises an eyebrow*
Der DWSage: *Takes out a little circlet of what looks like rock-though carved really, really well.*
Lithaladhwen: (Brian's computer is turning off.)
Lithaladhwen: (Lost Brian.)
Besyanteo: ( :-( )
Besyanteo: Hm.
Der DWSage: (We're just about done with this lackluster night anyhow.)
Besyanteo: *he heads back to accept it*
Lithaladhwen: Sorry. My mother told me not to take gifts from strangers.
Der DWSage: *He hands it over!*
Der DWSage: (I have learned two things tonight.)
Besyanteo: *and he takes it*
Der DWSage: (1:Don't try to rush games.)
Kelne2261: *Looks regretful at not being able to provide anything and falls in with the group*
Der DWSage: (2:Don't try to base them on 'TRAPFILLED FUN, LOLZ.')
Besyanteo: *and off they go*
A Rockin SN: (Killing things is better anyway)
Lithaladhwen: (Site exploration is seldom my favorite thing ever.)
Der DWSage: Circlet:*Is nice! And made from rock.*
Der DWSage: (Yeah. Ah well-at least now I know.)
A Rockin SN: (D: )
A Rockin SN: (KILL THINGS)
Der DWSage: (>_> Not even taking heads for a focus, then? Hrm.)
Deus Fio: (I didn't feel goal-oriented. Probably because the item we were looking for was identified by name and that was it.)
Besyanteo: (And... session over, assume they teleportt back to mounts with the 400+10 ft epr level spell?)
Besyanteo: (And no.)
Besyanteo: (It got less beleive able by the second)
Der DWSage: (Yeah. Teleport back, session over.)
Arch mage144 has left the room.
Besyanteo: (believablE*)
Kelne2261: (Serenity might've taken one as a really weird conversation piece, but it'd stink up the place.)
Der DWSage: (*Nods* I was trying to rush much of the time-we were over an hour behind everything I wanted to do. :{ )
Arch mage144 has entered the room.
Der DWSage: (So. Rewards.)
Lithaladhwen: (Zea can acquire her own deadpeople heads, kthx)
Der DWSage: (For simply wasting five hours tonight, everyone gets 2000 XP. Nothing notable enough to waste extra XP rewards for.)
Der DWSage: (Jason gets a Headband of Intelligence +2.)
Besyanteo: (yey)
Arch mage144: (Hey, sweet. I gain a level.)
Der DWSage: (Whoever takes the Bunny Slippers finds out that they're really Shoes of Jumping. They provide a +5 to jump checks.)
Lithaladhwen: (*laugh* What? How?)
Kelne2261: *And it'll be a soak in the healing pool for her when she gets back.*
Arch mage144: (I have no idea)
Kelne2261: *She may well try and get a hold of that amulet the crazy guy was offering, in return for an explanation of how to get through the traps if he wants to go after a head himself.*
Lithaladhwen: (I'm at 51,250/55,000)
Arch mage144: (Because I had the wrong XP to next total on my charsheet)
Arch mage144: (That's how)
Der DWSage: (Oh yes. Serenity gains an Amulet of Natural Armor +1.)
Deus Fio: (Larifien's got that and more with his Boots of Striding and Springing, and they don't look like bunny slippers.)
Besyanteo: (Also: James and I are bored. Does anyone want to commision a discount magical artifact off of James?)
Der DWSage: (Zea still has 1x head of Locating Vecna, an excellent conversation piece.)
Der DWSage: (Everyone gains 100 GP and my apologies for a lackluster game.)
Lithaladhwen: (Hakuna matata.)
Besyanteo: (wonders, wands, rods, scrolls, effigies...)
Arch mage144: (Build me a golem.)
Der DWSage: (Ah well. Next time...next time.)
Arch mage144: (Wait, no. A shield guardian.)
Lithaladhwen: </perentheses>
Besyanteo: *goes to the mosnter manual*
Arch mage144: *parenthesis
Lithaladhwen: (Theses. More than one.)
Arch mage144: You have to be 15th level to build a shield guardian.
Arch mage144: You can't do it.
Besyanteo: Heh
Lithaladhwen: Man. I closed them and didn't notice.
Kelne2261: I may well take a crack at something tomorrow, if people are interested.
Lithaladhwen: POWERS OF OBSERVATION
Deus Fio: Build Larifien and Elaith a golem with seats on its back that they can ride around on.
Deus Fio: I don't know why I think that would be cool.
Besyanteo: Golems require the golem manual, I think
Arch mage144: I have a huge skeleton already.
A Rockin SN: Well, damn!
Arch mage144: Also, no, they don't.
Besyanteo: not 100% on that
Arch mage144: The golem manual item makes it easier, though
A Rockin SN: I want the bunny slippers now!
A Rockin SN: :P
Besyanteo: Oh, they don't? Then I should find rules on that
A Rockin SN: +5 Jump with my Tiger Claw techniques
Arch mage144: http://www.d20srd.org/srd/monsters/golem.htm
Besyanteo: I will totally build golems if I can
Deus Fio: Do you have Craft Construct? o_o
Der DWSage: Dear Spleen,
Der DWSage: When will you try and finish our thing?
Besyanteo: I ahve metalworking, which is similar.
Der DWSage: The one in the forest.
Der DWSage: <3,
Der DWSage: Sage
Besyanteo: It would have to be steel or iron
Deus Fio: Dear Sage,
Arch mage144: You have to be CL 16 to build an iron golem, so no dice.
Besyanteo: Ah well
Arch mage144: And the craft construct feat is also required. However!
Deus Fio: Not tonight, clearly. I need more time than I have.
Deus Fio: <3,
Deus Fio: Spleen
Arch mage144: If you buy a golem manual, you can craft a golem without the feat.
Der DWSage: Tomorrow? I shan't be here Friday or Saturday.
Besyanteo: *nod*
Arch mage144: And treat your caster level as being higher than it actually is.
Arch mage144: With a manual, you can build an iron golem at caster level 12.
Deus Fio: "Shan't"?
Besyanteo: For now I suppose I should do dishes.
Der DWSage: Yes. Shan't.
A Rockin SN: :O
Lithaladhwen: Shall not.
Deus Fio: I dunno if I want to run anything for anyone who says "shan't" in conversation.
Der DWSage: Probably should, Jason.
A Rockin SN: Can we finish it tomorrow then?
Besyanteo: *goes*
Deus Fio: We'll see. Maybe.
Lithaladhwen: I shan't descriminate against Sage for his quaint syntax.
A Rockin SN: So I can be more ineffectual
Der DWSage: *Stabs you in the shin*
Arch mage144: I willn't either.
Lithaladhwen: Come now, Brother Ford.
Deus Fio: Otherwise, you'll all have to wait until Sunday.
Lithaladhwen: You know that's not a word.
A Rockin SN: :O
Der DWSage: And yes. Tolaris needs to find ways to kill more things.
Arch mage144: It at least follows the proper rules for conjunctions, which "won't" does not.
A Rockin SN: I can continue being ineffective!
Der DWSage: He's got one more good smite in him!
Deus Fio: Or maybe even Monday, because I have no idea what I'm doing Sunday.,
Deus Fio: *.
A Rockin SN: THEN!
A Rockin SN: I can start making my Amulet of Health!
Arch mage144: My character is actually more useful in scenarios where we aren't fighting undead, barring being able to rebuke them =P
A Rockin SN: Because God knows I need it
Der DWSage: And control them.
Arch mage144: Yeah, but I can't control anything with more than 7 HD.
Lithaladhwen: Early next week I'll ideally be busy making an anthro-wiki.
A Rockin SN: Dude
Arch mage144: And undead are notorious for having tons of hit dice.
Der DWSage: They are.
A Rockin SN: Rebuking is awesome anyway
Der DWSage: Especially the good ones.
Der DWSage: Anyway. I now sleep.
A Rockin SN: Making them cower and pathetic is already good enough
Lithaladhwen: G'night!
Deus Fio: ...Larifien needs some manner of AC-boosting item.
Lithaladhwen: Armor?
Arch mage144: Yeah, but if they're too-tough to rebuke, I can't do anything to them =P
Arch mage144: Rebuking is good enough for me, though. It's a handy ability.
Deus Fio: Nah, Bes's character doesn't have Craft Magic Arms and Armor, does he?
A Rockin SN: I think Tolaris does
A Rockin SN: Alistair has Craft Wondrous item
Der DWSage: He totally does.
Der DWSage: Tolaris, that is.
A Rockin SN: Make me a crazybow, Tolaris. D:
Arch mage144: My computer really wants me to reboot it.
Deus Fio: Tolaris has a partial caster level, though.
Arch mage144: So I am rebooting it!
Arch mage144 has left the room.
A Rockin SN: You mean I have to know the spell? :P
Der DWSage: Tolaris:Give me the XP and cash.
A Rockin SN: That's the thing...
A Rockin SN: Can you do it based on someone else's spell?
A Rockin SN: Or do you have to know it?
Der DWSage: I believe you have to know it.
Deus Fio: Dan: http://www.wizards.com/default.asp?x=dnd/we/20060526a
Deus Fio: I said we can use those rules.
A Rockin SN: Sorry, no match was found?
A Rockin SN: oo
A Rockin SN: *o.o
Lithaladhwen: Sage, I thought you were going to bed.
Der DWSage: I thought I was too.
Deus Fio: Search for "transferring xp costs" on wizards.com, then.
Deus Fio: If you take the ceremony feat discussed there, you can have someone else provide the spells for the item.
Deus Fio: Of course, that wastes a feat slot. You'd probably be better off with the spell discussed there or the item.
Deus Fio: ...huh.
Deus Fio: "Special: A character who meets the prerequisites automatically gains Ritual Transference as a bonus feat after constructing five talismans of transference."
Der DWSage: ...Interesting.
Deus Fio: And the talisman of transference requires: Construction: Requires Craft Wondrous Item, transference spell, 100 gp, 16 XP, 1 day.
A Rockin SN: :O
A Rockin SN: I see
A Rockin SN: I could do that
Deus Fio: Transference spell: Level: Bard 1, Cleric 1, Druid 1, Sorcerer/wizard 1
A Rockin SN: I could get myself that feat, yes yes.
Der DWSage: Anyway. Sleep.
A Rockin SN: I doubt you can get it since that's not a Paladin spell
A Rockin SN: Right Sage?
Der DWSage: I sure can't.
A Rockin SN: Lol u paladin nub
Der DWSage: *Smites you*
Deus Fio: So you can build him an amulet of transference.
Der DWSage: I'm sorry, who was it that dropped the two creatures you couldn't even touch?
Der DWSage: In three rounds time, no less?
Der DWSage: =D
Der DWSage: In conclusion,
A Rockin SN: Not my fault Spleen made them uberanti-spells :-(
Deus Fio: ...they weren't uber anti-spells >_>
Der DWSage: STFU stooopid thiefy magey type. And lemme sleep already.
A Rockin SN: <_<
A Rockin SN: YES THEY WERE
A Rockin SN: >:[
A Rockin SN: ... That and crappy rolls on my part
Deus Fio: The drow had the standard spell resistance of his race.
Deus Fio: As for the goblin...I dunno if I wanna explain that one.
Der DWSage: ...Dammit, you've now gotten me curious.
A Rockin SN: Haha
Der DWSage: Was it Lesser Globe of Invulnerability?
A Rockin SN: Hrm
A Rockin SN: Next level I can make you guys Boots of Speed too
Der DWSage: Or was it some sort of ring of spell transferrence?
A Rockin SN: BOOTS OF SPEED
A Rockin SN: Winged Boots sound fun too.
Deus Fio: Boots of Striding and Springing > Boots of Speed.
Der DWSage: Spleen is to answer my queries. >:
A Rockin SN: Depends
Der DWSage: Ring of Spell Turning?
Der DWSage: Nah, way too expensive.
A Rockin SN: I know that I'm getting BoS&S against your mom, I mean, on Merkanith ASAP