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Dark Japheth: "You are so right. You haven't met them. But think on it."

Dark Japheth: "If.... you are well loved, and liked, then your enemies are few! And you can just push them over!"

Dark Japheth: "And like dominos, each fallen one knocks down the next!"

Sarcazmo47: He nods. "You have me at a disadvantage, milady. You have my name, but I lack yours."

Dark Japheth: "Do you REAAAAAALLY need my name?"

Dark Japheth: Her eyes get huge.

Sarcazmo47: He smiles. "The only thing I need, milady, is to eventually die. Everything else is optional."

Dark Japheth: "How right you are."

Sarcazmo47: "True for all of us, I'd suppose."

Dark Japheth: "I don't know about that." She looks confused for a moment.

Dark Japheth: "I mean, the gods don't die, and they can't. Can they?"

Sarcazmo47: Skocion blinks. "I think the dead god puts a lie to that statement."

Dark Japheth: "Cut the bullshit, now." It seems to sigh. "You and I know thats a bunch of horse shit."

Dark Japheth: "Fuck, YOU'VE TALKED to him."

Dark Japheth: "And what are you but a...." it catches herself, and she forces a sweet smile. "I'm sorry. Where was I?"

Sarcazmo47: He blinks again. "That doesn't make him any less dead, to be fair. And you're the one that brought pretenses in here, milady."

Dark Japheth: "Oh, there is a difference between dead and what he is."

Sarcazmo47: "If you'd like to drop them.." he gestures expansively, "by all means."

Dark Japheth: "If I were to drop this oh so innocent disguise, I would be writing my name in letters nearly seventeen miles high."

Dark Japheth: "Any mage on the mainland or Nagukor would immediately begin bleeding from their eyes if I for a moment stopped this."

Sarcazmo47: "I see." The irony of saying that always brings the slightest smile to his lips.

Dark Japheth: "You really don't, in more ways than one, Gix."

Sarcazmo47: He shrugs, surrendering the point.

Sarcazmo47: "If you came here for Gix, I must sorely dissapoint you - I am not he."

Dark Japheth: "I am more than aware of this."

Dark Japheth: "Now. Azazel has seen fit to inform me of your scheme. Now. Tell me. What exactly is wrong with the way things are run?"

Dark Japheth: "While I must admit, I am rather proud, and flattered, that you would do such in the name of He-Who-Rules... I must ask. If truly it were so great, why were YOU the one to come up with the idea?"

Sarcazmo47: "Which one?"

Sarcazmo47: "The church, or the country?"

Dark Japheth: "Start with the church, and work your way down in matters of import."

Sarcazmo47: He snorts. "I doubt I am the first, or the second, or the fiftieth to have this idea. I am just acting on it."

Sarcazmo47: "Consider, milady. The Fists spend their time, almost all of it, policing their subordinates. Ostensibly in the name of the Lord, but in reality to protect their own positions. Their own luxury."

Sarcazmo47: "The rigidity of the arangement no longer encourages creativity. But more to the point, it no longer encourages action."

Dark Japheth: She nods, and smiles. "Go on."

Sarcazmo47: "Those that serve, or pretend to, do so for themselves. Moreover, they rise into the wrong jobs for the wrong reasons."

Sarcazmo47: He points at himself. "The men in my line of work are chosen for their physical prowess - and while men like that are useful to the Lord in their place, that place is NOT one of decision making."

Sarcazmo47: "They are for fighting, not leading - and the Lord is not a master of destruction, he is a master of control."

Sarcazmo47: "And right now, those that serve in his name control nothing."

Dark Japheth: "His word is not Hatred, nor Destruction, nor Gluttony. The Word of the Dark Lord is Tyranny."

Sarcazmo47: He nods.

Sarcazmo47: "And where do you see it? Where do you see his disciple? Nowhere. No one spreads it. No one speaks it."

Sarcazmo47: "No one dares budge from their fortresses for fear of being stabbed in the back."

Sarcazmo47: "There is no control. There is no reliability. Their is no faith in proper reward...in proper place."

Dark Japheth: She nods.

Sarcazmo47: "By their very actions they lie. They refute their words with their deeds."

Sarcazmo47: "Not Tiyrael nor his warriors are killing the Lord's church. Stagnation and infighting is."

Dark Japheth: She wrings her hands. "I agree. There is a reason I washed my hands of you all a long time ago."

Sarcazmo47: "Consider. The great Whore rules a mortal nation, and yet those whose calling it is to be Masters rule their bedrooms."

Dark Japheth: "Does she, now." and the little girl giggles.

Sarcazmo47: He considers that the last line might have tipped his hand a bit, but he can't call it back.

Sarcazmo47: So he shrugs.

Sarcazmo47: "You washed your hands of me? Then what bring you here today?"

Dark Japheth: "I washed my hands of not you specifically, but you, as in the clergy dedicated to Me."

Dark Japheth: And the little girl leans back in her chair, clutching her bear tightly.

Sarcazmo47: He blinks a few times.

Sarcazmo47: And swallows.

Sarcazmo47: "Ah."

Dark Japheth: "All of them were ingrates."

Dark Japheth: "Serving me for the power that they might be showing over a few mortal men."

Dark Japheth: "You are perhaps the greatest example of someone who serves me, with brains and intellect, that I have seen since... either Maldezzar or Gifre."

Dark Japheth: "And your alliance does not swerve." She glares. "Noticeably to the outside world."

Sarcazmo47: ((That last line confuses me. Is it supposed to?))

Dark Japheth: In other words, those who know you do not see your alliance as swerving.

Dark Japheth: But she is Shaitan.

Dark Japheth: :P

Sarcazmo47: Skocion........uh.....hmm. Skocion...yeah. Bows.

Sarcazmo47: Goes down to one knee, the whole bit.

Sarcazmo47: You lied to me! You said no deities until level 10!

Dark Japheth: "Oh in the name of fucking CHRIST. Get. Up. Before I splatter your already scrambled brains across the asgardian plateau."

Dark Japheth: (I did lie, now didn't I.)

Sarcazmo47: He gets up.

Dark Japheth: (Who is surprised by that one?)

Sarcazmo47: (Ooo! Ooo! Do I get a prize if I am?)

Dark Japheth: "Don't bow to me. Bow to yourself."

Dark Japheth: (No.)

Sarcazmo47: Skocion decides, probably wisely, not to make a smartass comment out of that one. "Yes, Lord."

Dark Japheth: Good plan.

Sarcazmo47: "I must admit some confusion. If you have forsaken the church that lays claim to your favor, then why do they still have access to your powers?"

Sarcazmo47: I.e. why do clerics get spells?

Dark Japheth: It seems to shrug. "Why not? Enough evil comes to my profit. Furthermore, it distracts those who would be champions of good."

Dark Japheth: "Keeping them unaware of the actions taken behind the scenes, actions occuring right under their very nose." She wrinkles hers. "Like you."

Dark Japheth: "Have you ever wondered how, despite your flagrantly evil acts, the paladins never quite seem to catch you?"

Sarcazmo47: "No. I assumed they were stupid."

Dark Japheth: "In that, you are half correct. But they are so busy catching clerics of Thoth, and clerics of the great and dark Lord, and the paladins of both our clergy.."

Sarcazmo47: "And the fact that they have caught me on occasion settled any suspicion I might have had."

Sarcazmo47: Kick that up above yours.

Dark Japheth: "They have caught you on occasion, and no safety net is one hundred percent."

Dark Japheth: "Even a stray arrow might kill the silver ogre." Its words are quoted, but you have NO clue as to the source.

Sarcazmo47: "Then my actions have your approval."

Dark Japheth: It says nothing. "I appreciate muchly the idea of a nation dedicated to me, openly."

Dark Japheth: (says nothing at first.)

Dark Japheth: "But consider this. It would lead only to more deaths, increased vigilance by the paladins and the Faceless ANgel in all his asinine righteousness."

Dark Japheth: "What has anyone to gain from such?"

Sarcazmo47: "In the short run? Nothing."

Sarcazmo47: "In the long run, I believe I can prove that a nation dedicated to yours can be better than any one under Tiyrael's thumb."

Dark Japheth: "Most definately."

Sarcazmo47: "People obey authority - and if that authority protects and fathers them, they will love it, no matter whose name is attached to it."

Dark Japheth: It grins with self satisfaction. "Spoken like your father, bastard Heolstrom."

Sarcazmo47: He quirks an eyebrow. "Thank you."

Sarcazmo47: "I believe that, in time, I can craft a nation of yours that people will want to be a part of."

Sarcazmo47: "If I live that long."

Dark Japheth: "You will. I won't let you die, unless you prove yourself unworthy."

Dark Japheth: "Is that all, or have you anything else?"

Sarcazmo47: He.....hesitiates.

Sarcazmo47: Visibly.

Sarcazmo47: "Lord.....I would know more....of Gix-Azoth."

Dark Japheth: It begins giggling. "First off, don't hesitate."

Dark Japheth: "Second, specifically, what do you want to know? And why must you know?"

Sarcazmo47: "I must know nothing. But I am lucid to know that I am at least a little mad, and I also know that Skocion Atrox is the bastard son of the bastard Gix."

Dark Japheth: "Gix-Azoth was one of the angels, in heaven. In the days before the Enlightenment, he spread such trivialties such as the concept of thaumaturgy, along with his 'friend', Alexander."

Dark Japheth: "Then, when his master fell into darkness, he followed. His halo was forever darkened, and he perished in the ages of the Warriors of Hope, slain by the blade of a Heolstrom. Your great grandfather."

Dark Japheth: "Or perhaps you would like the truth, this time, and not at all the lies that you know and can find in a history book, hmm?" She laughs, enjoying you squirm at every little moment.

Sarcazmo47: This time he does not hesitate.

Sarcazmo47: He nods.

Dark Japheth: "I am the Father of Lies, Skocion. If I told you, would you trust me? Even in the slightest?"

Sarcazmo47: "It doesn't matter. If you lie, I am no worse off."

Dark Japheth: "Exactly. And to listen to me, you trust. Trust is one of the seven dark virtues which will inevitably cause your downfall."

Sarcazmo47: "I also trust my ears and tongue."

Sarcazmo47: "And sometimes they lie to me."

Dark Japheth: "Exactly."

Sarcazmo47: "But without it, I would be nothing."

Sarcazmo47: "So, I must have faith."

Dark Japheth: It grins, the little girl's smile of course seems to do nothing but unnerve you. "Don't worry about lying, Skocion-Atrox-Gix-Azoth, or whatever you will call yourself."

Sarcazmo47: "No?"

Sarcazmo47: "As you say. And when the fist calls me out?"

Sarcazmo47: *Fist

Dark Japheth: "Say nothing. You owe him nothing."

Sarcazmo47: "And when he seeks me out?"

Dark Japheth: "Ignore him, or slay him. Why should I care? Dust in the wind."

Sarcazmo47: Skocion nods.

Sarcazmo47: "As you say."

Dark Japheth: "I figure that gift, at least, will aid you in your little goal."

Sarcazmo47: "I would ask one thing more of you, Black Lord."

Sarcazmo47: "One thing that no one else can give me."

Dark Japheth: "And?" It raises an eyebrow.

Sarcazmo47: "That you restore to me the whole of my memories."

Dark Japheth: "I see already you have begun to lie, to yourself at least. Its good to know that you appreciate and use that gift." It turns to leave, and if you don't stop or say something, she will.

Sarcazmo47: He makes his patented buzz.

Sarcazmo47: "What of the dead god?"

Dark Japheth: "What of him?"

Sarcazmo47: "I am bound to collect his remains."

Sarcazmo47: "Does that mean anything to you?"

Dark Japheth: "The end of power is justification enough to collect artifacts of power. Though the means are perhaps too easy."

Dark Japheth: She shrugs. "I really don't care. If you fail, another will replace you. If you succeed, you will still die, and join me forever in hell."

Sarcazmo47: He nods. "Why did you come to me now? Why reveal yourself?"

Dark Japheth: "You amuse me."

Sarcazmo47: "Good."

Sarcazmo47: He says it forcefully.

Sarcazmo47: And not sarcastically.

Sarcazmo47: Blame his twinge of madness.

Sarcazmo47: I'd SM but...

Sarcazmo47: It would be kind of pointless.

Dark Japheth: Really, it would.

Dark Japheth: Feel free to try.

AndrewRogue: (Come on, I've Sense Motived Gods before <.<)

Sarcazmo47: No, I'll just accept that he can't ready a deity's voice and leave it at that.

Sarcazmo47: I think that's that for that.

Dark Japheth: Good plan.

Dark Japheth: ~-~-~END?~-~-~

Sarcazmo47: Aye, at least for DINNER WITH SHAITAN

Dark Japheth: If indeed that was Shaitan.

Dark Japheth: MAYBE IT WAS GREEEL

Dark Japheth: MASQUERADING AS A LITTLE GIRL

Sarcazmo47: Hey, maybe it was.

Dark Japheth: MASQUERADING AS SHAITAN

Sarcazmo47: But I have to have faith.

Dark Japheth: Or masquerading as shaitan as a little girl.

Dark Japheth: Yes, you do.

AndrewRogue: Clearly it was McGuyver.

Sarcazmo47: Clearly.

Sarcazmo47: So, free reign to start lying.

Sarcazmo47: And here I thought I'd never use those bluff ranks.

Dark Japheth: Now, why is Shaitan in the form of a little girl?

AndrewRogue: Because he's a pedophile?

Sarcazmo47: Because it's inconspicuous?

Sarcazmo47: *relatively

Dark Japheth: Indeed.

Dark Japheth: Of course

Dark Japheth: I would like to offer this

Dark Japheth: In It, the demon takes the form of a clown because..

Dark Japheth: In all ages, times and eras, what child does not love a clown?

Sarcazmo47: And Good people love children?

Dark Japheth: Who else loves children?

Dark Japheth: I'll give you a fun little hint- what monster type is a fairy?

Sarcazmo47: ...fey?

Dark Japheth: Where are there lots of fey?

Sarcazmo47: ....forests?

Dark Japheth: And music, and song, and children, and bards?

AndrewRogue: Jolir?

Sarcazmo47: Ahhhhhhh.

Sarcazmo47: Jolir, the place to be.

Dark Japheth: Now, andy, you can cross off the mysterious disappearances in Jolir part, that mystery was teh solved.

Sarcazmo47: Mysteries what?

AndrewRogue: Huh?

Sarcazmo47: Dark Japheth: "You will. I won't let you die, unless you prove yourself unworthy."

Sarcazmo47: That encourages me.

Dark Japheth: See, I wanted Shaitan to just say "I won't let you die." But then that doesn't account for stupidity.

AndrewRogue: Oh. I see.

Sarcazmo47: I think you could have gotten away with it, considering the character.

Sarcazmo47: I wonder if that's related to what happened before.

Sarcazmo47: With him losing his memory.

Sarcazmo47: He was killed or died and was restored or reincarnated in some way.

Sarcazmo47: Yay for random hypotheses!

Dark Japheth: I wonder if that would work.

Sarcazmo47: Heh.

AndrewRogue: Its like my game, where I let the players make up all the plot!

AndrewRogue: <.<

Sarcazmo47: Twould be an amusing turn of phrase on the term "No rest for the wicked."

Sarcazmo47: So Gorth.

Sarcazmo47: I have to ask.

Sarcazmo47: Do you have a plan to allow any character in your game to acquire gestalt-dom?

Dark Japheth: I have plans for when it might happen

Dark Japheth: But I don't know yet.

Dark Japheth: I have problems balancing things against your characters anyway

Sarcazmo47: ...why?

Dark Japheth: I suck at the balance.

Sarcazmo47: Here's how you do it, Gorth.

AndrewRogue: So... making Skoc Gestalt will help this?

AndrewRogue: <.<

Sarcazmo47: Balance against our stuff.

Sarcazmo47: Because it's the stuff that makes us better than generic characters, combatwise.

Sarcazmo47: We have hardcore stuff.

Sarcazmo47: Without it, we'd be a bunch of adventurers getting our asses kicked by spike traps.

AndrewRogue: Well, Landus wouldn't have been <.<

AndrewRogue: >.>

Sarcazmo47: ...

Sarcazmo47: Shush.

Sarcazmo47: You had stuff, too.

AndrewRogue: Skoc would get thwarted by cleverly placed walls though.

Sarcazmo47: He would?

Sarcazmo47: *buys a Maul Of The Titans*

AndrewRogue: Awww ;_;

Dark Japheth: Actually, the issues are as follows.

Dark Japheth: 1) Krist autohits.

Sarcazmo47: HAH

Sarcazmo47: He does?

Dark Japheth: 2) Skocion is impossible to hit, as he has bladegrasp.

Sarcazmo47: AC 29 is not IMPOSSIBLE.

Dark Japheth: He has +20. If I'm right, though, he's stacking Gauntlets of Ogre Strength and the Belt

Sarcazmo47: God, I wish I could take Bladegrasp as a feat.

Dark Japheth: which makes it really +19.

Sarcazmo47: ...

Sarcazmo47: What?

Dark Japheth: +20 to hit.

Sarcazmo47: O.

Sarcazmo47: Right.

Sarcazmo47: Okay.

Dark Japheth: Now, he might be wrong.

Sarcazmo47: Fun.

Dark Japheth: +4 weapon

Dark Japheth: Weapon Focus

Dark Japheth: 5

Sarcazmo47: This is the Scythe Aram made for him?

Dark Japheth: Str = 18 base, +2 racial

Dark Japheth: Yeah. A +4 adamant scythe.

Sarcazmo47: That is sexy and hot.

Sarcazmo47: Is it posessed by a devil?

Dark Japheth: Nowhere near as sexy as once he starts taking his prestige class.

Dark Japheth: Heh

Dark Japheth: Obviously.

Sarcazmo47: Can I see this prestige class?

Dark Japheth: Aram ain't a mage.

Dark Japheth: Devil = the entire magical bonus.

Sarcazmo47: That's FUN

Sarcazmo47: WHEEE

Dark Japheth: Sure, its just an FFT samurai

Sarcazmo47: It should TALK TO HIm

Sarcazmo47: *HIM

Dark Japheth: That gives him the SKULL which talks to him

AndrewRogue: ...do you use that 2x Str Bonus to To-Hit rolls Gorth?

Dark Japheth: and the SCYTHE that talks to him.

Dark Japheth: I do use that.

Dark Japheth: Thats hafl the thing.

Dark Japheth: Its not 2x str, its 1.5, but still.

AndrewRogue: Nixing that would be a great starting place <.<

Sarcazmo47: 1.5x Str on to-hit.

Sarcazmo47: Yeah, I wondered about that.

Sarcazmo47: But then I remembered that he was in the party, so I don't care.

AndrewRogue: ...wait. I'm still not seeing how he gets +19.

Sarcazmo47: Yeah..

AndrewRogue: Could you do the math here?

Sarcazmo47: 4 + 1 + BAB + 10 STR...

Sarcazmo47: He has 5 BAB?

Dark Japheth: 4 BAB

Sarcazmo47: Aye.

Sarcazmo47: +19.

Sarcazmo47: A mere +19 at 7th level.

Dark Japheth: Which means, I need a 29 AC to avoid being hit more than half the time

Sarcazmo47: Throw a clone of Skocion at him.

Dark Japheth: I need a guy who also has +19 to hit you.

Dark Japheth: I am tempted, actually.

AndrewRogue: Actually, here's the answer.

Sarcazmo47: Hah!

Dark Japheth: T-Rex.

Dark Japheth: +20 to bite checks.

Dark Japheth: Then swallow him.

Sarcazmo47: Heh.

AndrewRogue: 1- Use things with DR.

AndrewRogue: 2- Use things that do not require hitting.

Sarcazmo47: See, that would work in a dungeon crawl, Andrew.

Sarcazmo47: But consider.

Dark Japheth: You've been in one dungeon.

Sarcazmo47: We're telling him "We attack the peasants."

Dark Japheth: Which you now own.

Sarcazmo47: "We attack the paladins.

Sarcazmo47: When you pick your fights, you have an advantage.

AndrewRogue: Good point.

Sarcazmo47: Now, when people start attacking us, THAT'S when he can break out the bad shit.

Sarcazmo47: That's why it's good that Skocion's saves are so obnoxiously high.

Dark Japheth: The Yrthak was deliciously crafted, I think.

Sarcazmo47: What is that?

Dark Japheth: High HP to soak Tortgurt's character

Sarcazmo47: Here, give me the slow version of what happened.

Dark Japheth: Basically, a drake thing that shoots sonic energy.

Sarcazmo47: What is Tortgurt?

AndrewRogue: My question- Where did Krist get such cool HP?

Sarcazmo47: A Warshaper?

Dark Japheth: A warshaper.

Sarcazmo47: So Druid/Warshaper/Shaper?

Dark Japheth: He said "Dragons have wing attacks. Therefore, wings are natural weapons. SO I can grow wings. WHats my fly speed?"

Dark Japheth: Me- "Clumsy, and 20 feet a round."

Sarcazmo47: HAH

Dark Japheth: He's using a variant to allow him more shapes, but no spells.

Sarcazmo47: Ahh.

Sarcazmo47: Smart man.

Sarcazmo47: He should just play a lycanthrope.

Sarcazmo47: Then he can shape unlimitedly.

Sarcazmo47: Andrew, I was looking at the Greatblader again.

Sarcazmo47: And it made my pants feel funny.

AndrewRogue: ...

Sarcazmo47: Such a fun class.

Sarcazmo47: GAH

Sarcazmo47: IT'S SO COOL

Sarcazmo47: SMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAS H

AndrewRogue: Thank you Kirk. That was not an image I needed.

Dark Japheth: Meanwhile I was looking at the cast page and the log page

Dark Japheth: and it made my eyes strangely wet.

AndrewRogue: Ah. Yes.

AndrewRogue: I shall do that like... in the next hour.

AndrewRogue: <.<

Sarcazmo47: Heh.

AndrewRogue: *hits Kirk with Centrifigual Sever*

Dark Japheth: *has heard that for the past 20000000 bajillion times he's asked*

AndrewRogue: 3 times.

AndrewRogue: THREE

Sarcazmo47: What is it you want updated, Gorth?

Dark Japheth: Logs, for one

Dark Japheth: Two, NPC stuff I sent Andy like, BEFORE I WENT TO NEW YORK

Dark Japheth: YEAH

AndrewRogue: Excuse me.

Dark Japheth: >.>

AndrewRogue: You sent that last week.

Dark Japheth: I SENT IT TO YOU A LONG TIME BEFORE THAT

Dark Japheth: YOU LOST THE FIRST ONE

AndrewRogue: Somebody tell me what the last log I have up is please <.<

Dark Japheth: 34- pirates of the arctic circle

Sarcazmo47: That's the one.

Dark Japheth: Anyway, I must sleep for I get laid off tomorrow

Dark Japheth: i also get to be 19. And legally able to buy cigarettes in alaska. :P

AndrewRogue: Yay.

AndrewRogue: And boo for you leaving ;_;

Dark Japheth: How many Bush Administration officials does it take to screw in a lightbulb?