You have just entered room "In Nomine Dei Nostri Satanis."
Dark Japheth: Hey.
Dark Japheth: Kirk should be entering shortly.
Dark Japheth: :P
Dark Japheth: Luciferi excelsi. Ave voluptatis carnis! AVE VOLUPTATIS CARNIS. HAIL SATAN. HAIL SATAN.
Sarcazmo47 has entered the room.
Sarcazmo47: In Nomine seems like a game made for LARPing.
Dark Japheth: Luciferi excelsi. Ave voluptatis carnis! AVE VOLUPTATIS CARNIS. HAIL SATAN. HAIL SATAN.
AndrewRogue: I'm here for reference.
Sarcazmo47: So if DMing is normally a chore that you hate to do, why do you do it so much, crazyman?
Dark Japheth: Didn't I just explain that?
Dark Japheth: You guys absolutely suck at making me hate DMing.
Dark Japheth: :P
Sarcazmo47: Uh......no.
Sarcazmo47: I meant why do you do it some much in general? With the many games you've run and all.
Dark Japheth: Very few DM's have consistent games
Dark Japheth: Hell, not to sound like Gil
Dark Japheth: But with Alex
Dark Japheth: I've been waiting like... five months... for him to run a game and for it to be convenient for me to join.
Dark Japheth: So I've dropped that idea, and probably won't ever join.
Dark Japheth: Beth? No. SHe sucks.
AndrewRogue: Yeeeeah. He has a problem with that.
Dark Japheth: Gil? Only runs exalted and won't do so for me.
Sarcazmo47: Tee hee!
Sarcazmo47: Exalted.
Sarcazmo47: That's funny.
Dark Japheth: Kultra? I had a LOT of fun in his game. But he won't run it too much and in fact cancelled
Dark Japheth: Because Gil "got busy" and couldn't play- he got into Exalted.
Dark Japheth: :P
Dark Japheth: And most of the other DM's are too into the rules, and not into roleplaying or fun.
Dark Japheth: Its like... I make a character. "But you don't have spellcasting prodigy."
Dark Japheth: Me- "It didn't fit my character. He has difficulty learning magic, and feels incompetant. Kind of a character flaw thing. Plus, I liked the idea of having Spell Focus: Divination. Fits him."
Dark Japheth: "He likes to be prepared."
Dark Japheth: Them- "..ok." *proceeds to kill my character*
Dark Japheth: "Now roll up someone who doesn't suck."
Dark Japheth: And ANDREW the one I had the MOST FUCKING HOPE FOR goddamn cancelled his game.
Dark Japheth: I hope you choke. *flips you off*
Dark Japheth: I am left with considerably fewer options than one would suspect.
AndrewRogue: Gimme slightly more time and my game may resume/restart.
Dark Japheth: Restart. And then conveniently forget Gil was in your game.
AndrewRogue: That could work ^_^
Dark Japheth: I thought it was funny as hell that he was good yet tortured a catgirl... and he looted bodies for treasure.
Dark Japheth: He has no concept of playing a game where CHARACTER matters.
AndrewRogue: He was gonna have a lot of explaining to do when the guards showed up.
Dark Japheth: Yeah.
Dark Japheth: But if you did anything to him...
Dark Japheth: *whine*
Dark Japheth: *bitch*
Dark Japheth: Anyway.
Dark Japheth: Thats why I DM so often.
AndrewRogue: Meh. His ass was dead if he tried it. But anyway, yes, look forward to a potential resuming of my game.
Dark Japheth: I rarely get a group that lets me get away with my stupid dream sequences and actually ROLEPLAYS
Dark Japheth: so yeah.
Dark Japheth: Woo.
Dark Japheth: Level 1?
AndrewRogue: No
AndrewRogue: Level 1 needs to burn
Sarcazmo47: Does Andrew just want to Restart his game?
AndrewRogue: Maybe
Sarcazmo47: I'm willing to give Orog another go!
AndrewRogue: It depends on how college attacks me.
Dark Japheth: I liked Orog.
Dark Japheth: A lot.
Sarcazmo47: Either that or I try my Beblith-Posessed Demon Hunter Tainted character.
Dark Japheth: Bebiliths
Dark Japheth: own
AndrewRogue: So I may do something cool like... skip ahead 1 year and regather the remaining/new people.
Sarcazmo47: Hah!
Sarcazmo47: Orog dies in the meantime.
Dark Japheth: Nice.
Dark Japheth: lol
Sarcazmo47: You know why?
Dark Japheth: Why?
Sarcazmo47: Because he walks into a Kython nest BY HIMSELF.
Sarcazmo47: Mmmmm...Kythons....
AndrewRogue: Mmm... Kythons.
AndrewRogue: ...
Sarcazmo47: Tee hee!
AndrewRogue: GET OUT OF MY HEAD
Sarcazmo47: Guess what word I'm thinking of. And it's not kitty!
AndrewRogue: Sex!
Sarcazmo47: No.
AndrewRogue: ...kitty?
Dark Japheth: Kitty?
Sarcazmo47: Get out of my head GET OUT OF MY HEAD
Sarcazmo47: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Dark Japheth: We gaming?
Dark Japheth: At some point?
Dark Japheth: Or do I return and finish chapter 4.
AndrewRogue: I'm up for it if you want.
Sarcazmo47: Let me retry Staci's phone.
Sarcazmo47: No, it's still off right now.
Sarcazmo47: I dunno if you want to run with 50% membership.
Sarcazmo47: You could do scenes!
AndrewRogue: We should prolly wait for more.
AndrewRogue: Or scenes.
Dark Japheth: I can indeed do scenes.
Dark Japheth: Hmm.
Dark Japheth: Anyone got ideas for scenes?
AndrewRogue: Uh...
AndrewRogue: Not... really.
Sarcazmo47: Uhhh...
Sarcazmo47: Past scenes?
Sarcazmo47: Backstory scenes?
AndrewRogue: Let's learn about Skocion's past!
Dark Japheth: Either works for me. Kirk's also got "cheesy timespace filler guy" who is there to do important things like waste time!
AndrewRogue: Oh. That works.
Sarcazmo47: I would like cheesy timespace filler guy" better if I KNEW WHO THE HELL HE WAS ARRRGH
AndrewRogue: He's you Greeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeat Grandpa.
Dark Japheth: Replace GREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE EEAT with about 300 greats.
AndrewRogue: Or he's GREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE EEEEEEEEEL
Dark Japheth: Maybe.
Dark Japheth: :P
Sarcazmo47: Yay Draconic blood!
AndrewRogue: And Demonic!
Sarcazmo47: And.......uh.....Glassy!
Dark Japheth: So what are we doing>
Dark Japheth: ?
Dark Japheth: Posting pics of ourselves?
Dark Japheth: http://www.rpg-dreams.com/attachment.php ?attachmentid=20&stc=1
Dark Japheth: Ok!
Dark Japheth: Its y'all's turn.
AndrewRogue: http://www.oocities.org/terrybrash/An drewatPromyo.jpg I'm the non-female.
Dark Japheth: ACK YOU WENT TO PROM
Dark Japheth: *is afraid to click link*
Dark Japheth: holy crap.
AndrewRogue: That's me after several hours in a hot room.
Dark Japheth: ...you look like someone I know.
AndrewRogue: ...I look like someone EVERYONE FUCKING KNOWS
Dark Japheth: In the second pic.
Dark Japheth: Is your last name Lezales?
Dark Japheth: :P
Dark Japheth: I think that was his name, anyway. :P
AndrewRogue: No. But I also look like an old friend of Alex. And Chrome.
Dark Japheth: I didn't say friend.
AndrewRogue: I never said I looked like your friend :p
AndrewRogue: But no, that's not my last name.
Dark Japheth: Ok!
Dark Japheth: Good!
Dark Japheth: I don't have to torture Landus
Dark Japheth: horrifically
AndrewRogue: Yay
Dark Japheth: Feel lucky.
AndrewRogue: Not that you won't do it anyway :p
AndrewRogue: You just don't HAVE to :p
Dark Japheth: Right.
Sarcazmo47: Hmm.
Sarcazmo47: I think Andrew has a picture of Staci and me.
Sarcazmo47: I have no webspace...
Sarcazmo47: Andrew, post up the AND group photo!
AndrewRogue: Lemme... see if I have it on this comp -_-
AndrewRogue: I do!
AndrewRogue: One moment for upload-age
Sarcazmo47: It'll be easy to tell who's who.
Sarcazmo47: I'm the sickeningly self-satisfied one.
AndrewRogue: I'm... the one you already saw.
AndrewRogue: http://www.oocities.org/terrybrash/AN D1.jpeg
Dark Japheth: Ok. You are the fourth from left, Kirk?
Dark Japheth: Staci are person in middle.
Dark Japheth: ALex = left. Andrew = second from left.
Dark Japheth: That leaves but one person. ANd when the hell did you all meet? woah.
Sarcazmo47: It happened this way.
Sarcazmo47: Sopko lives in NJ.
Sarcazmo47: Staci and I and Alex all go to school in PA.
Dark Japheth: *knew the above fact*
Sarcazmo47: Well, Staci was visiting me during Summer Session.
Sarcazmo47: And Alex was staying in PA over the summer at Brent's house.
AndrewRogue: And I have relatives who live in NJ
Sarcazmo47: Andrew happened to be visitng relatives in NJ.
Sarcazmo47: So Alex had the bright idea to road trip over there!
Sarcazmo47: When confronted with the fact that it would be six hours there and back, kind of a long time for a day trip, he responded with "Pfaugh!"
Dark Japheth: Alex tried to organize one a while ago that would include me. But he only road tripped to freaking Ev's house then stopped. The ass.
Sarcazmo47: Thus, the Day Of No Sleeping began.
Sarcazmo47: Alex and Staci and I all made it with little incident, although actually finding the house that Andrew was staying at once we got off the freeway was hellish.
Sarcazmo47: There we learned that Andrew's aunt is a controlling bitch.
Sarcazmo47: His parents types were all a little wary and skeptical of us, but we were expecting that, so it was all good.
Sarcazmo47: From there, it was another hour out to Sopko's house.
Sarcazmo47: Staci and I were FUCKING TIRED by this point.
Sarcazmo47: It was 8:30 AM or so.
Sarcazmo47: Hanging out commenced.
Sarcazmo47: Staci and I dozed in and out half-reclined on Kevin's bed while the others chatted.
Sarcazmo47: To prevent this from becoming Day Of Sleeping At Kevin's House, we all went to the mall and looked at video games stores.
Sarcazmo47: I saw a Halo trailer playing in one and said "OOOO! SHINY!"
Sarcazmo47: We wound up in that store for like an hour.
Sarcazmo47: Then we all got pizza.
Sarcazmo47: I was planning to make it my treat, although I think I fell asleep halfway through the meal.
Sarcazmo47: Did I, Andrew?
Dark Japheth: lol.
AndrewRogue: I... think you were awake.
AndrewRogue: Just not active.
AndrewRogue: And most of us ate.
Sarcazmo47: Oh yes. I should mention that every time we drove from anywhere to anywhere, Staci and I were asleep within thirty seconds of the car starting.
Sarcazmo47: We went to a local playground.
Sarcazmo47: Kirk discovered he was wildly out of shape.
Dark Japheth: lol.
Sarcazmo47: We went back to Kevin's house and his mother showered us with free food.
AndrewRogue: THEY HAD THE BOUNCY THING!
AndrewRogue: THAT WAS THE COOLEST
AndrewRogue: THING
AndrewRogue: EVER
Sarcazmo47: That's true.
Dark Japheth: I wish I knew what the hell you were talking about.
Sarcazmo47: Until you slipped mid-bounce and nearly killed yourself.
Sarcazmo47: Or maybe that was me. I don't remember.
Sarcazmo47: Anyway, we ate the avalanche of free food and talked AND for a while.
Sarcazmo47: Then Staci and I made leaving noises.
Sarcazmo47: Then we ate more food and talked AND more.
Sarcazmo47: Staci and I made more leaving noises.
Sarcazmo47: Then we stuck around for a while because Alex remembered he had no directions back.
Sarcazmo47: So we get the directions.
Sarcazmo47: Staci and I pile into the backseat, and are out like broken lights.
Sarcazmo47: Andrew gets into the passenger seat and navigates.
Sarcazmo47: Fade to black.
Sarcazmo47: Fade in several hours later.
AndrewRogue: <_<
Dark Japheth: lol
Sarcazmo47: Kirk looks up.
Sarcazmo47: There is a bridge!
Sarcazmo47: This is cool.
Sarcazmo47: Except that Kirk remembers no bridge coming here.
Sarcazmo47: Kirk says "Hey, why is there a bridge?"
Sarcazmo47: Alex says "SHUT UP"
Sarcazmo47: Kirk looks around, sees the pretty city lights.
Sarcazmo47: Kirk puts his glasses on.
Sarcazmo47: Kirk sees that they are in fact in NEWARK.
Dark Japheth: lol
Sarcazmo47: About to go through the Holland Tunnel and Road Trip their asses right to NYC!
Sarcazmo47: Kirk says "Oh."
Sarcazmo47: "Huh."
Sarcazmo47: Kirk takes his glasses off and goes back to sleep.
Sarcazmo47: Fade to black.
AndrewRogue: Yes. I got us lost -_-
Sarcazmo47: Fade in.
Sarcazmo47: We pull up by Andrew's Aunt's house.
Sarcazmo47: We start saying our goodbyes.
Sarcazmo47: Kirk spies someone watching out of a second story window see us and bolt, presumably for the stairs.
Sarcazmo47: Kirk pushes for greetings to be cut short so that we don't have to participate in the Parent Scolding that is sure to come.
Sarcazmo47: Alex, Kirk, and Staci leave while Andrew heads towards the unopenable front door.
Sarcazmo47: I dunno what happened after that.
Sarcazmo47: Care to enlighten, Andrew?
AndrewRogue: People were unusually snappy with me.
AndrewRogue: I worked on Soppy's PrC and went to bed so I didn't have to deal with it.
Sarcazmo47: Right.
AndrewRogue: BRB
Dark Japheth: Kirk, you are the official story guy. :P
Sarcazmo47: So, the rest of us head back down the freeway.
Sarcazmo47: It's midnight or so.
Sarcazmo47: We're all tired as fuck.
Sarcazmo47: I'm in charge of the stereo, and I'm playing In Flames at full volume.
Sarcazmo47: It's not helping as much as you might hope.
Sarcazmo47: Alex is driving.
Sarcazmo47: Alex is driving FAST.
Dark Japheth: This is one of the best reasons to have Damnation and a Day, the best CoF album, in the stereo.
Sarcazmo47: Staci is asleep so that she doesn't have to have a heart attack about Alex's driving.
Sarcazmo47: Kirk sees a shape crawl OVER the concrete divider in the middle of the highway while we are in the left lane.
Sarcazmo47: It is white with caramel ears.
Dark Japheth: Deer, omg.
Sarcazmo47: Kirk - "Hey Alex slo OH JESUS"
Sarcazmo47: THUMP
Sarcazmo47: THUMP
Sarcazmo47: It was a tabby cat.
Dark Japheth: Ouch.
Dark Japheth: Not after that.
Sarcazmo47: The worst part was that it was being very wary....looking in the other direction,.
Sarcazmo47: And Alex actually swerved at the last second....right over it.
Dark Japheth: Crunchies.
Sarcazmo47: Yes.
Sarcazmo47: Kirk finds this morbidly amusing.
Sarcazmo47: Alex gets pissed that Kirk finds this morbidly amusing.
Sarcazmo47: Alex gets quiet.
Sarcazmo47: Then Alex starts to swerve into the shoulder as the road starts to turn. Toward a freaking cliff.
Sarcazmo47: Kirk says, very calmly. "Hey Alex?"
AndrewRogue: Alex needs to meeellllow out more.
Sarcazmo47: Alex immediately says "What?" and swerves back into the lane.
Sarcazmo47: Kirk says, "Why are you swerving into the shoulder?"
Sarcazmo47: Alex - "......"
Sarcazmo47: Kirk wakes Staci.
Sarcazmo47: Alex goes to sleep in the back of the car.
Sarcazmo47: Staci drives the rest of the way.
Sarcazmo47: Kirk remains Music guy.
AndrewRogue: Heh
Sarcazmo47: The last hundred miles or so, things got wierd.
Sarcazmo47: For example, I saw a stop sign that I swear to god was a ten-foot tall man with a terrible hunchback in a purple top hat and purple tux.
AndrewRogue: ...
Sarcazmo47: Fortunately, we made it back with no casualties.
Sarcazmo47: And vowed never to road trip with Alex again.
Sarcazmo47: The End.
Dark Japheth: Wow.
AndrewRogue: I'm a better road tripper ^_^
Sarcazmo47: So, that is the Road Trip story.
Sarcazmo47: And the story of the origins of that photo.
Dark Japheth: Awexome.
Sarcazmo47: Truly a day of crazy conicidences and wacky shenanigans.
Dark Japheth: Shenanigans?
Dark Japheth: Indeed.
Sarcazmo47: Running over people's pet cats.
Dark Japheth: See, I would have probably laughed.
Dark Japheth: There is a reason, I'm firmly convinced, that Alex will never come see me. Even if he has the chance and one day lives next door to me. *grins*
Sarcazmo47: I did. It was a little startling, but prety damn funny.
Dark Japheth: And he and I used to be good friends
Dark Japheth: lol.
Dark Japheth: He ever explain why he went schizo?
Sarcazmo47: Uh...
Sarcazmo47: He always has been, as long as I've known him.
Dark Japheth: Like, say "Well, you thought it was funny the cat died, I think its funny if we die."
Dark Japheth: True that. To me though, he was mostly just religious and hateful towards me.
Dark Japheth: *shrug*
Sarcazmo47: I think that was more a result of him falling asleep, acutally.
Sarcazmo47: And yes, he is ubereligious.
AndrewRogue: He's... similar to me in some ways. But a lot more uptight. And that religious thing.
Dark Japheth: You guys got lucky, you got antisocial alex. I got "Matt, when will you find Jesus?"
Dark Japheth: Me- "When I let him out of my fucking closet. I keep him in there like a monkey, performing miracles for food."
Dark Japheth: He didn't find it funny.
Dark Japheth: But he's pretty cool.
Sarcazmo47: Um....I guess.
Sarcazmo47: He has all the social skill and empathy of a lichen.
AndrewRogue: His empathic skills do suck.
Dark Japheth: durrr.
Sarcazmo47: Dammit Staci!
Dark Japheth: Its alright. Tonight seems to have become storytelling night. Thats cool with me
Dark Japheth: Kills my boredom either way.
Dark Japheth: Andrew, your turn
Dark Japheth: >.>
AndrewRogue: What story do you want?
Sarcazmo47: I think it's PICK SONGS FOR YOUR CHARACTERS TIME
Sarcazmo47: How about the story of the day you realized multiple women were interested in you and you were completely oblivious to it?
AndrewRogue: ...
Sarcazmo47: No?
AndrewRogue: That one makes me sad.
AndrewRogue: I found she doesn't have a boyfriend.
Sarcazmo47: Surprise surprise.
Sarcazmo47: Kirk: 1. World: 0.
AndrewRogue: The only possibility is that its the fact she hangs out with gay guys a lot, so she just acts like that.
AndrewRogue: And that's... doubtful.
Dark Japheth: Ok.
Dark Japheth: I need to know.
Dark Japheth: Tell me.
Dark Japheth: :P
Sarcazmo47: Okay.
Sarcazmo47: Andrew and I are talking one night.
Sarcazmo47: He's like "I went to a grad party."
Sarcazmo47: I'm like "Cool. Have fun?"
Sarcazmo47: He's like "Yeah, a friend of mine laid their head in my lap and I played with their hair all night."
Sarcazmo47: I'm like "...."
Sarcazmo47: He's like "It was a girl."
Sarcazmo47: I'm like "Oh."
Sarcazmo47: He's like "Yeah, she and I are really good friends."
Sarcazmo47: I'm like "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH AHA"
Sarcazmo47: I laugh at him.
Sarcazmo47: A lot.
AndrewRogue: I didn't say we were good friends.
Sarcazmo47: Andrew, you can continue the story.
Sarcazmo47: And I pick Ender Will Save Us All - Dashboard Confessional for Landus.
AndrewRogue: Kirk proeeceded to explain to me about how that usually means a girl likes you.
AndrewRogue: Has interest in dating you and all that.
AndrewRogue: I proceed to cry.
AndrewRogue: And then realize that, my god, the host of the party wanted to date me too.
AndrewRogue: Then I cried more.
AndrewRogue: And hit my head on the desk.
Sarcazmo47: I continued to laugh at him.
Sarcazmo47: With, I mean.
Sarcazmo47: Laugh with him.
AndrewRogue: And Kirk shall provide a copy of that song for me to hear.
Dark Japheth: This is perhaps the most hilarious story.
Dark Japheth: Its... hilarious. Andrew, you are like Alex. :P
Dark Japheth: With an underline under are.
Dark Japheth: *nod*
Sarcazmo47: I pick Silence Is Golden - Garbage for Niniel.
Dark Japheth: I like "When I grow up".
Sarcazmo47: Yes, but we're picking songs, asshole.
Dark Japheth: Same band.
Dark Japheth: Hey, I'm freaking DM.
Sarcazmo47: Different song.
Dark Japheth: I had that song playing when I typed her up.
Dark Japheth: :P
Sarcazmo47: When I Grow Up suits Riannon better.
Dark Japheth: When I grow up, I'll be stable, when I grow up, I'll turn the tables.... I don't see it. But I suppose.
AndrewRogue: Cut me some slack Gorth ;_; Girl's amazingly show little interest in me.
AndrewRogue: And most of the ones I am friends with HAVE boyfriends.
Sarcazmo47: Amended: Andrew never notices the interest they shower on him.
Dark Japheth: Heh.
Sarcazmo47: I'll go ahead and spring for Dominion on the Apocalyptica album, Tonight The Stars Revolt by Powerman 5000, and Faint by, yes, Linkin Park, for Skocion.
Dark Japheth: Heh
Dark Japheth: Good song choices, all.
Sarcazmo47: The Prophet's Song by Queen for Scratch.
Dark Japheth: No.
Sarcazmo47: No?
AndrewRogue: That's because Kirk rocks at this sort of thing.
Dark Japheth: *opens up "mysterious old man.txt"*
Sarcazmo47: It's hard to pick, since I don't know who he is.
Sarcazmo47: In that case, I will spring for Hurricane 2000 by The Scorpions for Scratch.
Sarcazmo47: Or at least for SOMEONE, because it is a great song.
Dark Japheth: Heh.
Sarcazmo47: Come on people, you're leaving me hanging here.
Dark Japheth: Uhh.
Dark Japheth: Hmm.
Sarcazmo47: Bittersweet Symphony is a World Map track.
Dark Japheth: Yeah!
AndrewRogue: BRB
Dark Japheth: God bless you.
Dark Japheth: Hmm
Sarcazmo47: Are you familiar with Therion?
Dark Japheth: My Michele, by Gun's n' roses, for the general theme of the group. For the tune, but the words fit, sort of, to Landus... I suppose.
Dark Japheth: No.
Sarcazmo47: *downloads*
Dark Japheth: For a country version of Skocion...
Dark Japheth: "Who wouldn't want to be me" by Keith Urban
Dark Japheth: shit, resend?
Sarcazmo47: Another good group song is definitely Children Of The Damned, by Therion.
Dark Japheth: Queklain has a few...
Dark Japheth: "The Kids Aren't Alright" is most prominent
Sarcazmo47: For Rivas Kul setting, I'll go with The Rise Of Soddom And Gomorrah.
Dark Japheth: What are you, dumb? Dragula.
Dark Japheth: :P
Dark Japheth: Its totally Dragula.
Sarcazmo47: For Tamerand....I'll actually step a little out of bounds and settle on Jerk It Out, by The Caesars.
Sarcazmo47: More Hometown music than Tamerand music, but it works either way, really.
Sarcazmo47: You know the song?
Dark Japheth: I do not.
Dark Japheth: Oh.
Dark Japheth: Scratch's song- "Leave me in hell" by Venom
Dark Japheth: or perhaps a good song by Cradle of Filth, "Better to Reign in Hell"
AndrewRogue: I'm back
Dark Japheth: Welcome back.
Dark Japheth: Who's turn is it to tell stories? >.>
AndrewRogue: Yours!
Dark Japheth: I think its Kirk.
Dark Japheth: No.
Dark Japheth: My stories mostly suck.
AndrewRogue: So do mine -_-
AndrewRogue: Mine mostly revolve around proving I lack a lot of dignity or something.
Dark Japheth: Hell, why not.
Dark Japheth: Your choice. Drug story, revenge story, or a school story?
*OnlineHost*: AndrewRogue rolled 1 3-sided die: 3
AndrewRogue: School
Dark Japheth: SCHOOL WOO
Dark Japheth: Alrighty... hmm.
Dark Japheth: this pulls slightly into a revenge. >.>
AndrewRogue: That's fine ^_^
Dark Japheth: In school, I had two really good friends. One was Mr Atkinson, my old science teacher. He played D&D with me. He helped me make Amaryllis under the condition that he'd get to design a god.
Dark Japheth: Completely on his own, and he made Shaitan.
Sarcazmo47: I think the Opening Cinematic has to play to The Darkness Of Christ by Slayer.
Dark Japheth: I was happy and impressed, so I said "Why don't you do the lawful gods of each alignment"
Dark Japheth: Anyway.
Sarcazmo47: Don't mind my neon green text. Carry on.
Sarcazmo47: Tycho.
Dark Japheth: I run my first game of Amaryllis at school. I chill out, lean back, and come up with an incredible story. It involved a were-demon (yeah, I was that boring and stuff)
Dark Japheth: What about the great physicist and astronomer?
Dark Japheth: Who believed firmly in the geocentric view?
Dark Japheth: Anyway.
Dark Japheth: Amaryllis was a fiasco. I spent literally three weeks, every day after school, trying to play for an hour.
Dark Japheth: But nobody would play the game. They all bitched about who had stronger characters.
Dark Japheth: So one day, I said "Ok fuck it." And put them all in a huge ass arena and had them fight it out.
Dark Japheth: And naturally when there was a winner, I had him eaten by a purple worm.
Dark Japheth: Mr Atkinson could not stop laughing. He made me his TA because I was so spiteful and resentful. They scrutinized every PC I ever made from that point on... but I got my revenge.
Dark Japheth: You see, I bought the book of vile darkness about a week after that, and then made a druid. The DM was like "Make a level 20 guy, give him whatever equipment."
Dark Japheth: So I made a guy specifically built to cast Crushing Fist of Spite.
Sarcazmo47: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Dark Japheth: Haste. Time Stop.
Dark Japheth: DM- "They don't stack omg!"
Dark Japheth: me- "Fine."
Sarcazmo47: Crushing Fist Of Spite is arcane only, I thought.
Dark Japheth: *rolls 1d4*
Dark Japheth: You are right.
Dark Japheth: :P
Dark Japheth: Do you think either I or the DM cared?
Dark Japheth: Well, I did, but I asked him SPECIFICALLY
Sarcazmo47: Cool!
Dark Japheth: and I was SO NICE
Dark Japheth: SOOOOO NICE
Dark Japheth: Besides, I'd only use it for good reasons!
Sarcazmo47: So, does that mean OUR Druid will get her chance to cast Crushing Fist Of Spite?
Dark Japheth: Because I made a chaotic neutral druid who sought to become good.
Sarcazmo47: "Good" reasons?
Dark Japheth: Right.
Dark Japheth: Like crushing evil.
Dark Japheth: DM- "Wow, that sounds cool!"
Dark Japheth: Me- "RIght."
Dark Japheth: So.
Dark Japheth: First round.
Sarcazmo47: "I want to become good! I think I'll do that with the SEVERED HAND OF A GOOD ALIGNED CLERIC."
Dark Japheth: of play
Dark Japheth: ever
Dark Japheth: I cast Time Stop.
Dark Japheth: Get 5 rounds.
Dark Japheth: Cast said spell five times.
Dark Japheth: YES
Dark Japheth: I KNOW DRUIDS DON'T GET TIME STOP.
Dark Japheth: You see
Dark Japheth: half my point was that none of them could DM at al.
Dark Japheth: all.
Dark Japheth: CRUSH
Dark Japheth: FACE
Dark Japheth: Of course, they couldn't munchkin their characters at all.
Sarcazmo47: What else do you DO with a 20th level character?
Dark Japheth: So we had fighter/rogues with 10 con and like, less than 100 HP
Dark Japheth: I know, really.
Dark Japheth: They had things like "Cloak of Displacement" so they had a 50% miss chance whenever we hit them.
Dark Japheth: But Crushing Fist of Spite requires no attack roll.
Dark Japheth: I killed the entire group.
Dark Japheth: Guys- "...ok. Matt, we're sorry."
Dark Japheth: Oh. That leads into a funny story, too.
Dark Japheth: Whenever a character died
Dark Japheth: Whoever killed him got to set the character sheet on fire if they couldn't be raised.
Sarcazmo47: This is why D&D should be a college-level activity only.
Dark Japheth: I mangled their corpses and used Fire Substituted Fists of Spite to burn them to ASHES
Dark Japheth: Yeah.
Dark Japheth: I know.
Sarcazmo47: In fact, I think it should require a drama class.
Dark Japheth: Anyway. I got my revenge. And they still don't play D&D. They really did piss me off by constantly arguing. It took crushing fists of spite to keep them from killing each other.
AndrewRogue: *shakes head*
Dark Japheth: To this day, when they get together, they ask me to DM, and in order to keep them from killing each other, I need a powerful NPC with the ability to cast Destruction
Dark Japheth: so they'll plot against him and not each otehr.
Dark Japheth: other.
Dark Japheth: Your turn, Kirk.
Sarcazmo47: What?
Dark Japheth: storytime!
Sarcazmo47: One time, at Military School, we had formations.
Sarcazmo47: No, wait, that was every day.
Dark Japheth: lol
Sarcazmo47: And one time something interesting happened.
Sarcazmo47: Oh, wait, shit. No, it didn't.
Dark Japheth: Wow.
Dark Japheth: :P
Sarcazmo47: I just fantasized about something interesting happening.
Sarcazmo47: That was about as good as it got.
Sarcazmo47: I read a lot of books.
Sarcazmo47: The End.
Sarcazmo47: More music picking!
Dark Japheth: Andrew's turn. Kirk is a poopy head.
Dark Japheth: :P
AndrewRogue: Bah. I suck at music picking -_- I just listen to what everyone else tells me too :p
Sarcazmo47: LISTEN TO ME
Sarcazmo47: Now, we have to pin The Unforgiven on someone.
Sarcazmo47: So who gets it?
AndrewRogue: Lemme see if I have that to hear.
AndrewRogue: One sec
Dark Japheth: Hm.
Dark Japheth: I can think of a few NPC's that you haven't met or learned enough of to know that it fits...
Sarcazmo47: http://www.vgcats.com/comics/?strip_id=25
Dark Japheth: But it DOES fit on Eniac.
Dark Japheth: OHHH
Dark Japheth: ThAT REMINDS ME OF SOMETHING.
Sarcazmo47: Read that so when I reference, you know what I'm talking about.
AndrewRogue: Heh.
AndrewRogue: That's cute.
Sarcazmo47: http://www.vgcats.com/comics/?strip_id=72
Sarcazmo47: What does it remind you of, Gorth?
Dark Japheth: My family reunions.
AndrewRogue: XD
Dark Japheth: I suppose that wasn't the joke, though.
Sarcazmo47: Errr....no.
Sarcazmo47: Anyhoo!
Sarcazmo47: Time for a SCENE
Sarcazmo47: For I declare it to be so.
Dark Japheth: Oh.
Dark Japheth: Uhh
Dark Japheth: Ok.
Dark Japheth: Skocion sits at a noble dinner.
Sarcazmo47: A noble diner?
Dark Japheth: It is in the great home of the Marquis Ghigliot.
Dark Japheth: dinner, not diner.
Dark Japheth: No people with snarky accents here
Sarcazmo47: When you've got the munchies, but don't want to leave your home!
Dark Japheth: His two daughters, Leba and Eniac sit at his side.
Sarcazmo47: Ghigliot's Diner!
Sarcazmo47: I'll stop now.
Dark Japheth: Various nobles of various sorts, from various countries, except Penobscot, are represented here.
Dark Japheth: No, by all means. :P
Dark Japheth: The marquis Il'phuk'ihr is here, seated beside a woman, who silently pokes at food.
Sarcazmo47: Ah?
Sarcazmo47: Skocion knows his name?
Dark Japheth: You've heard little things of him.
Dark Japheth: For example, he does not get along with a few nobles visiting from Perenolde.
Dark Japheth: His one red eye seems normal, except for being bloodshot, today. Sometimes, you hear, it seems nothing like normal.
Dark Japheth: He has no weapon on him, at this time.
Dark Japheth: Ghigliot stands up, and opens his arms. "Welcome, friends, family, and honored guests."
Sarcazmo47: Skocion is politely silent, naturally.
Dark Japheth: "We are here to discuss business. And eat. We'll start with the latter!" He chuckles, his mountainous frame shaking like a bowl full of jelly.
Dark Japheth: And he seats himself, and eats. Everyone else begins eating, and talking little things.
Dark Japheth: Where is Skocion seated?
Sarcazmo47: Why, as close to the Marquis as formality allows, of course!
Sarcazmo47: The Marquis Ghigliot.
Dark Japheth: That'd be in between Eniac and the Marquis Il'Phuk'Ihr.
Sarcazmo47: Well, there he be.
Dark Japheth: Il'phuk'ihr eats slowly, and politely. On his plate is chicken and a slab of veal, both so raw that blood still drips on his plate.
Dark Japheth: Meanwhile, Eniac nudges you. "Now is the time to tell father. Trust me. Ask him."
Dark Japheth: Ghigliot has a plate filled with various foods, cooked steaming hot and in tremendous proportions.
Sarcazmo47: Skocion nods, and raises his goblet slightly, a polite way of calling attention without stopping conversation around the table.
Dark Japheth: Oh, for random background stuff
Dark Japheth: Knowledge; Nobility and Royalty, DC 10 for Ghigliot, 14 for Queklain
Dark Japheth: Or History, or Geography 15 for Ghigliot.
*OnlineHost*: Sarcazmo47 rolled 2 20-sided dice: 20 15
Sarcazmo47: I think that will cover both of them.
Dark Japheth: Well holy shit.
Dark Japheth: :P
Sarcazmo47: Whatever you do with 20s on a skill check, and 22.
Dark Japheth: Ghigliot is a boor of a man. Very few other members of royalty like him- he was low born, and distantly related to the Marquis Damar, who was well liked.
Sarcazmo47: N&R.
Dark Japheth: Damar died, and most of his family, in a tragic accident.
Dark Japheth: mmmkay.
Dark Japheth: Very few other members of any royal family have ANY respect for him, but out of respect for his office of Marquis, they attend to him and are generally nice.
Sarcazmo47: http://www.vgcats.com/comics/?strip_id=42
Sarcazmo47: And, of course, are afraid of the power he holds.
Dark Japheth: Its well known that he seeks to upgrade his rank. And purchase noble Marquessa ranks for both of his daughters.
Dark Japheth: Naturally.
Dark Japheth: Because it is not merely his rank that he ungratefully inherited...
Dark Japheth: He spent his money and created a trade empire that is vast and powerful, and only Rivas Kul is better. But Rivas Kul will get no business from Asgard.
Dark Japheth: He's nearing 60, and his two daughters, twins, wonder who will be willed the land of Tamerand when he dies.
Dark Japheth: He is known for common sense but not much political maneuvering.
Dark Japheth: For the Marquis Queklain...
Dark Japheth: He perhaps holds as much power. You see, the Bazaar of Wonders falls into his domain. Therefore, ostensibly, he can control trade to a small degree.
Dark Japheth: He's a Marquis in Rivas Kul, and is known to have the favor of the High Priest who rules there.
Dark Japheth: He's a master of deception, trickery, diplomacy, and bluffing- all the things that endear him to nobles everywhere.
Sarcazmo47: He's Skocion's idol!
Dark Japheth: If you wish.
Dark Japheth: He's an elf, and despite his white hair, is not that old. His skin, too, is pale. To imagine Queklain, imagine every bishounen stereotype you've EVER heard of.
Dark Japheth: Including the katana.
Dark Japheth: You know that he was exiled from his people, and hates, with a passion, the country of Perenolde, which has said that if he returns, they will kill him.
Sarcazmo47: Am I aware that he's a fucknut?
Dark Japheth: As a snub, he usually does not show up to any things happening in Perenolde. Its also well known that he is roughly seventh in line from the rulership.
Dark Japheth: No.
Dark Japheth: All that is known about anything he's done is that he used to sword and saberfight, and lost his eye.
Dark Japheth: But with magic, he restored it.
Dark Japheth: In fact, he lost the eye in a duel with the queen Naru.
Sarcazmo47: Anub'arak!
Sarcazmo47: Sorry. I like Nerubians.
Dark Japheth: Beyond that, though, he is a mystery. Including when he assumed a noble title.
Sarcazmo47: So he's a guy who's really only just barely a noble that lied, cheated, and schmoozed his way to the top.
Dark Japheth: He's technically as high ranking as the Marquis... but the Marquis has no country to back up his title. Except the one he owns.
Sarcazmo47: Skocion offers to pour his wine when it comes out.
Dark Japheth: Perhaps. He might have been knighted by Perenolde and made a baron or something there, but moved to Rivas Kul.
Sarcazmo47: When the server comes over, Skocion reaches out and says "Please, allow me. It would be an honor."
Dark Japheth: The Marquis smiles at you. His red eye focuses on you for a moment. "Thank you, Baron Atrox."
Sarcazmo47: "No thanks are needed. It is my pleasure."
Dark Japheth: "It is good that your father did something good in his lifetime, even if it happened to be dying so that one more worthy of his title could finally be seated at this table."
Dark Japheth: He smiles, a row of too-white teeth.
Dark Japheth: Meanwhile, Ghigliot roars rambunctuous laughter. "Eniac, you haven't introduced me to your date yet!" He wipes his mouth with a shirt of silk, way way too expensive to be used as a napkin.
Sarcazmo47: Skocion shines his own less-than-entirely settling smile, and blinks his white eyes. "That has yet to be seen, I think. But I thank you for the compliment.
Sarcazmo47: I believe all can agree that dying was the smartest thing he ever did."
Sarcazmo47: Then he nods, a seated bow, and turns in the other direction.
Dark Japheth: Il'phuk'ihr laughs.
Dark Japheth: Eniac looks somewhat embarassed. "Dad, this is Baron Atrox."
Sarcazmo47: "Ah, Marquis." He gives another seated bow. "My thanks for your invitation. It is, again, an honor."
Dark Japheth: Ghig looks at you. "Hmm. Strong chin, excellent hair. You aren't her date, though. You wanted to talk business, with me, hmm?"
Dark Japheth: He smiles, and takes a big bite of potatoes.
Dark Japheth: At this point, anyone with Knowledge- Nobility is desperately rolling Bluff checks to avoid PUNCHING the man for BLASPHEMING against the title of Marquis.
Dark Japheth: </semi sarcastic>
Dark Japheth: *will saves
Sarcazmo47: Skocion smiles. "I would be forever shames to tear you away from such a satisfying meal, Marquis."
Sarcazmo47: Bluff checks to hide their revulsion
Dark Japheth: "Why thank you!" he roars. "No, thank the cooks!"
Dark Japheth: Yeah.
Dark Japheth: Something ilke that,.
Dark Japheth: It made sense at some point in my head.
Sarcazmo47: DO NOT DISPUTE WITH THE DM
Dark Japheth: From now on, Queklain is italic, and Ghigliot is BOLD
Dark Japheth: "Lets get to business, shall we? You wanted me to lower some tariff or tax or another, yes?"
Sarcazmo47: Skocion bobs his head with a smile. "It is true, sir. I believe that Tamerand is limiting a new market...one that could soon pass from our grasp, if it is allowed."
Dark Japheth: "Is it? Hmm. I would not want that."
Dark Japheth: "But neither would I want any particular dangerous thing entirely out of my control."
Dark Japheth: "Explain."
Sarcazmo47: Do I need a check to know that Mind Mages are new, unique, and mostly in Sithicus?
Dark Japheth: Nope.
Sarcazmo47: "I'm sure you're familiar with the new magiks that have sprung up in the North, my lord."
Dark Japheth: Its a rumor, its kind of well known, but nobody knows the ABSOLUTE truth. Except a few notable people, like most NPC's and all PC's.
Dark Japheth: "Yes, the magics of the mind. I have heard of it."
Dark Japheth: "What about them?"
Sarcazmo47: "It's very new, and only now are the first products of their craft reaching our markets. Prototypes, in a sense...but they are stable products, ready to be marketed."
Dark Japheth: "Ah. I think I remember."
Dark Japheth: "The skins. Protoplasmic coverings, and they do strange things."
Dark Japheth: "Yes. I have a large tariff on them for a reason, young Baron."
Sarcazmo47: Skocion nods. "Any new product can represent a new danger untested, my lord. But in fact, I am willing to stake my name on their potential to expand the market in Tamerand...even the entire world."
Dark Japheth: "Explain."
Sarcazmo47: "I can tell you with absolute certainty that they are quite safe."
Sarcazmo47: "Ah. Well, my lord, I happen to be involved in the buisness of a gentlemen who has ready access to these skins, and a line of buyers waiting to get at them. But the tarriffs he is under are so crippling,
Sarcazmo47: and the injunctions so stifling, that he can barely move them at all."
Dark Japheth: "This is because of a certain kind of these skins."
Sarcazmo47: "It won't be long until the suppliers simply find other places to unload their goods."
Dark Japheth: "They aren't magical, so my diviners can't find them. But they cloak the wearer, who isn't a mage, nearly impenetrably."
Dark Japheth: "If you convince me they aren't a threat... I will consider it."
Sarcazmo47: "Yes, my lord. I too have heard rumors of these "Assassin Skins." But in point of fact, they do nothing that other arcane magics do better."
Sarcazmo47: *don't
Dark Japheth: "Yes. But you see, a simple dweomer like Detect Magic will pick up the least powerful mage cloaking himself. Or an assassin with a ring of invisibility."
Dark Japheth: "They will do nothing for these skins."
*OnlineHost*: Sarcazmo47 rolled 1 20-sided die: 18
Sarcazmo47: "But my lord....you're not keeping these skins out of the country. You're keeping them from being purchased here. There's a distinct difference. If this Mind Magic is not encouraged, then it will be a weapon
Sarcazmo47: against which you will have no defense."
Dark Japheth: "You have a point. You are well educated, Atrox. What would you recommend I do to fix this problem?"
Sarcazmo47: Skocion smiles. "If it were me, my lord, I would give the purview of the distribution of items forged of Mind Magic to someone, and have them report sales and problems. Moreover, I would offer incentives
Sarcazmo47: to these psions to practice their craft here, where it can be studied."
Sarcazmo47: "Perhaps take few under your personal employ."
Sarcazmo47: "If you could corner the market in these items, my lord...well.
Sarcazmo47: Suppliers are after all still somewhat limited."
Dark Japheth: "Your plan has many good ideas. However, I will keep a 10% tax off the top of all these items sold here. I need to make money somehow."
Sarcazmo47: "Of course, my lord. But....is it not your custom to tariff but 5% on new secured items? To encourage the market?"
Sarcazmo47: It may or may not be his custom. Skocion is pretending not to know.
Dark Japheth: "You are correct. But these I do not particularly want to encourage. I merely wish to keep them and out of the hands of enemies."
Dark Japheth: (You guessed well. :P)
Dark Japheth: "Your request has been heard, Baron Skocion Atrox. Thank you for bringing this matter to my attention."
Dark Japheth: He smiles, and then rather rudely turns to his daughter Leba and begins talking with her.
Sarcazmo47: Skocion shrugs. "That is, of course, your decision. I have heard, though, that you achieved your great prestige by not seeing threats, but opportunities. Thank you for your attention, my lord."
Dark Japheth: Ignoring your little diplomatic bit thanking him.
Sarcazmo47: Or the little barb?
Sarcazmo47: Too bad.
Dark Japheth: Heh.
Sarcazmo47: Skocion shrugs, and turns back to his nigh-empty plate.
Dark Japheth: After this, about the only thing going on is mingling.
Sarcazmo47: Nigh-empty because he refused all but a tiny portion.
Dark Japheth: The girl that Queklain brought is getting nervous, and jumpy. She shivers, but a cold stare from the Marquis renders her incapable of moving. She sits there, quietly, hands on the napkin folded on her lap.
Dark Japheth: *incapable should be "renders her unwilling to move out of fear of displeasing him"*
Sarcazmo47: Skocion takes an open moment to start a conversation with Quecklain.
Sarcazmo47: "You seemed to think little of the prowess of Marquis Ghigliot's house mages, sir."
Dark Japheth: He smiles. "I command a force nearly four times greater, and his territory is ten times larger."
Dark Japheth: "He barely pays the mages to check his food for poison. They don't need to know anymore. I, personally, think it is a terrible waste of resources."
Dark Japheth: Queklain smiles, and cuts a piece of veal, still bloody and near raw, and eats it.
Dark Japheth: His red eye is fairly disturbing.
Sarcazmo47: Skocion shrugs. "The wages he pays his employees, or" and he quiets down ever so slightly, "the pile of slop on his plate?"
Dark Japheth: Queklain laughs. "Both. You have a terrific sense of wit. If you ever go to Rivas Kul, you should stop by the Bazaar. I am certain you would enjoy what we have there."
Sarcazmo47: Skocion shrugs. "Sadly, I am but a low noble. I doubt I will ever be....financed well enough to enjoy the most intriguing pleasures the Bazaar has to offer."
Dark Japheth: "The most intriguing pleasures do not cost money." Queklain grins that unsettling grin that evil nobility always has.
Sarcazmo47: Nuh-uh.....oh. Damn.
Sarcazmo47: "Ah, but the prices for those pleasures I am even less willing to pay. My need is not yet great enough."
Dark Japheth: He smiles. "Yet."
Sarcazmo47: Skocion gives a conceeding nod. "Yet. So, what brings you out here to the unwashed lands, my lord?"
Dark Japheth: "The Marquis.." and he speaks this with a bit of disdain! "...wishes to speak with me, hoping I will, in idiocy, tell him exactly how we are faring."
Dark Japheth: "And why the Bazaar of Wonders enjoys more success than the Roaming Deveel. Its all about management, in my opinion."
Dark Japheth: "He keeps too much centralized, as opposed to letting it flow.'
Dark Japheth: 'In Rivas Kul, I would have granted your request.' he smiles.
Sarcazmo47: Skocion holds in a laugh. "In Rivas Kul, I would been dead before I made it to the table, I think."
Dark Japheth: "Perhaps." he grins.
Dark Japheth: "It was really a pleasure meeting you, Baron Atrox. You are everything that your father wasn't."
Sarcazmo47: Skocion quirks an eyebrow. "You knew the man?"
Dark Japheth: "Not particularly. I read he was being sponsored for a noble title. And I met him once, in a situation similar to this."
Sarcazmo47: "Indeed? Did he account himself reasonably well? Too much to hope, I suppose."
Dark Japheth: "I am sorry to say, but he reminded me rather of the Marquis. You know how he died, right?"
Sarcazmo47: "With a faceful of mutton? Yes, I heard the tale."
Sarcazmo47: "I didn't get all the details."
Dark Japheth: "Thats rather a legend. He died of a coronary failure." Queklains fingers stretch out, and he looks at his fingernails vainly. "Many people claim he choked on the mutton."
Sarcazmo47: "You were there?"
Dark Japheth: "But he was dead before the mutton touched his lips." Queklain touches your shoulder. "I'm sorry that it happened. Maybe one day, you can bring the Atrox name to glory."
Dark Japheth: "I was. Though now, I wish I wasn't..."
Sarcazmo47: Skocion smiles, but the blood sort of drains a bit from his face. "I do what I can. Are you studied as a physician, sir? That's an impressive diagnosis."
Dark Japheth: "I can't really answer that, I truly must be going. You are truly everything your father wished he could be, though."
Dark Japheth: "Take comfort in that."
Sarcazmo47: Skocion shrugs. "Then a good night to you, Marquis."
Dark Japheth: "And to you as well, Baron."
Sarcazmo47: And he randomly gets up and leaves the table?
Dark Japheth: The man stands up, takes the woman by the arm and pulls her up- what disgrace! - and he mentions so, but she quickly walks with him out the door as they leave.
Sarcazmo47: Interesting.
Dark Japheth: Yes. So informal is this ruler's noble dining eatings.
Sarcazmo47: Wow, Ghigliot need to be dead a lot.
Dark Japheth: He's a good hearted man.
Sarcazmo47: And Queklain Stop Heart'd Skocion's father.
Dark Japheth: He just has no tact. Some people don't. This is why the rulership of his country is left to those more able than him.
Dark Japheth: heh.
Dark Japheth: You are seriously the fucking LAN of this whole thing.
Dark Japheth: NINIEL IS ARWEN
Dark Japheth: SCRATCH IS KARNAGE
Dark Japheth: QUEKLAIN STOPPED MY FATHERS HEART
Dark Japheth: LANDUS IS GREEEEEEEL
Sarcazmo47: Hey, I make guesses.
AndrewRogue: I am?
Sarcazmo47: Everyone does it. I just do it out loud.
AndrewRogue: Bad ass.
Dark Japheth: Yeh.
Sarcazmo47: Besides, YOU'RE the first one that said Niniel is Arwen.
Dark Japheth: I say so jokingly.
Dark Japheth: And then I give you hints to draw you in that direction so you never know if I'm just fucking with you.
Sarcazmo47: You're a bad, bad man.
Sarcazmo47: Landus needs a scene.
Dark Japheth: I haven't gotten around to contradictory clues yet.
Dark Japheth: YES HE DOES.
Dark Japheth: HE FREAKING DOES.
Dark Japheth: Hmm
Sarcazmo47: OH!
Sarcazmo47: XP?
Sarcazmo47: *is a dirty, dirty whore*
Dark Japheth: Yes, yes you are.
Dark Japheth: Landus... want a dream from the night before you get your sister better?
AndrewRogue: I'm fine with whatever. By the way, we get Exp last night?
Dark Japheth: I believe you did. 500.
Dark Japheth: Alrighty.
AndrewRogue: I don't recall adding any... so I shall now.
Dark Japheth: The night before Niniel cures your sister.
Dark Japheth: You are in your home.
Dark Japheth: Your sister looks up at you. "Landus..."
Dark Japheth: She coughs, and lays on her side- a painful position, but moreso than on her back.
AndrewRogue: "Yes Jeanne?"
Dark Japheth: "...I'm going to die. Or worse."
Dark Japheth: She cries.
Dark Japheth: The bone spurs seem to be forming a sort of beak around her mouth, and her wings almost have protrusions, spiny ones. "...I'm turning into a monster, Landus!"
AndrewRogue: *he leans forward in his chairs, his eyes stoic as he takes her hand* "No you won't Jeanne. I won't let it happen."
AndrewRogue: (*slide that above yours*)
Dark Japheth: Ok.
Dark Japheth: (...and now I have a minor phone call. Five minutes, tops.)
AndrewRogue: *he looks horrified for a moment, but doesn't let go* "This isn't happening... it won't happen... it can't happen."
Dark Japheth: "But it is, Landus. It already is."
Dark Japheth: She touches your forehead with her hands- they've grown into claws.
Dark Japheth: She's trying to be gentle, but you know she's scratching your brow.
AndrewRogue: "Then it doesn't matter."
AndrewRogue: "Not at all."
AndrewRogue: *he sounds like he's trying to convince himself*
Dark Japheth: "Doesn't it.."
Dark Japheth: She then takes your face and crushes it like a rag doll.
Dark Japheth: You are pulled abruptly from this to a dark landscape.
Dark Japheth: A man, dressed in shabby clothing, stands before a tall machine. "..it works it works.."
Dark Japheth: "I brought her back. I did. I brought her back, my Sara is with me again, she loves me like nobody else.'
Dark Japheth: "She always loved her big brother, how dare she die, how DARE she." The man cackles, almost insanely, in front of this bubbling machine with many tubes.
Dark Japheth: "And Jesus spoke, and said 'Lazarus, come forth!' and he did. But Jesus couldn't do as I did. No. Nothing could. Jesus was like me, except I have true power."
Dark Japheth: The man smiles, and laughs. "If I brought my Sara back, I can bring others. I can bring them from death. From true death. I can. I can! I am strong. I am the strongest.
Dark Japheth: "I am the greatest thaumaturgist that ever lived! I can do it."
Dark Japheth: He grins, and opens the chamber. "Now, my precious daughter. Come back to me." The chamber opens...
Dark Japheth: ANd nothing is inside. He looks at this, and weeps. Upon the ground is a single bloody finger.
Dark Japheth: He falls to his knees. "Lord, taketh this cup from my lips! Why my sister, but not... not my daughter! Why not her!"
Dark Japheth: He roars. "I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU."
Dark Japheth: And you hear a small, delicate laughter, almost.
Dark Japheth: CARE FOR A GAME OF CHESS, CHILD?
Dark Japheth: And the man says a few words, and conjures up a small chair made of frozen blood, and a chessboard. "Lets play then, old man."
Dark Japheth: You've been behind the man this whole time, when you suddenly rotate...
Dark Japheth: and you look at him.
Dark Japheth: He has tiny horns about his head, a bunch of them, rather than hair, under a hood.
Dark Japheth: His skin is pale. No. Translucent.
Dark Japheth: You can see his heart beating through his skin.
Dark Japheth: And his eyes are a bright, feral yellow.
Dark Japheth: The scene changes..
Dark Japheth: and you are in a place reminding you of Rivas Kul.
Dark Japheth: But... it'd be horrific to most other people. Crucified people and children surround the place, and a great sanguine throne sits in the middle of the room.
Dark Japheth: A small imp bears a small little bundle, wrapped in swaddling blankets, and hands it to the same man.
Dark Japheth: "Glorious master, it is done. Here is the fruit of your loins." The dark horned man smiles, and takes the bundle, and looks at it.
Dark Japheth: He looks into its eyes, and says "..and I will name you..."
Dark Japheth: you hear a baby crying..
Dark Japheth: and you wake up.
Dark Japheth: ~fin
Dark Japheth: Niniel is softly crying beside you when you awaken.
AndrewRogue: "Mmm... Nin?"
Dark Japheth: She wipes her face, and leans up against you. "...Are you ok, Landus?"
AndrewRogue: "I'm not sure if you're the one who should be asking that."
Dark Japheth: "I am... trust me." She sobs slightly. "Don't worry, Landus."
AndrewRogue: "Worry about what?"
Dark Japheth: "She won't betray you."
AndrewRogue: "I know that Nin." *he smiles slightly* "Its a stupid dream."
Dark Japheth: "It had meaning. You aren't a priest, though... do you know who it was you saw?"
Dark Japheth: "The horned man on the throne of blood?"
AndrewRogue: *he shakes his head*
Dark Japheth: She looks at you. "The dead god."
AndrewRogue: "Karnage?"
Dark Japheth: She shushes you with her finger. "The name is ill. It brings bad omens."
AndrewRogue: *he looks at her as if to comment that that's ridiculous... but stops* "All right. I'll take your word on it."
Dark Japheth: "Landus... can I tell you something?"
AndrewRogue: "If you want."
Dark Japheth: "I'm afraid of tomorrow."
AndrewRogue: "You are?"
Dark Japheth: "What happens if I fail?"
Dark Japheth: "What happens if I try my hardest, but she dies as a result of the cure?"
AndrewRogue: *he's silent for *
AndrewRogue: *a long moment*
AndrewRogue: "Then it happens Nin."
Dark Japheth: "Will you hate me?" A tear escapes her eye.
AndrewRogue: "I... don't think so." *he runs a hand through his hair tiredly* "At least you tried Nin. You did more than those bastard clerics ever did for me."
Dark Japheth: "They might not have been able to. Some people just don't have the power it takes to cure diseases... though they wish they did."
AndrewRogue: *he snorts* "Than they should have been less eager to take my money."
Dark Japheth: "Perhaps..."
Dark Japheth: "I love you too much, Landus. I don't want to ruin your life."
Dark Japheth: She closes her eyes, and lays down to sleep, leaned against you.
AndrewRogue: "You what?...?"
Dark Japheth: She speaks quietly. "...you heard me."
AndrewRogue: "Where did that come from?"
Dark Japheth: "Are you always this inquisitive?" She lays her head down on your lap.
Dark Japheth: (Haha, now you can't tell if she likes you!)
AndrewRogue: (Fuck you. ^_^)
AndrewRogue: "Habit. I'm not used to people caring." Sense'd
AndrewRogue: :p
*OnlineHost*: AndrewRogue rolled 1 20-sided die: 6
AndrewRogue: 17
Dark Japheth: If she's lying, you can't tell.
AndrewRogue: "Its nice to know you care though."
Sarcazmo47: What did she do, make a declaration of love?
Dark Japheth: "What about you, Landus?"
Sarcazmo47: Prophecy check!
*OnlineHost*: Sarcazmo47 rolled 1 100-sided die: 60
Sarcazmo47: Hmm.
Sarcazmo47: Lukewarm.
AndrewRogue: *he sets a hand gently on her forehead* "I suppose I do Nin..."
Dark Japheth: And she smiles.
Dark Japheth: ~-~-~END SCENE~-~-~
Dark Japheth: Five hundred XP
Dark Japheth: By the way.
Dark Japheth: What was the prophecy check for?
Sarcazmo47: Declarations of love.
Sarcazmo47: And the guess on Quecklain.
Sarcazmo47: And the fact that, dead as he may be, Karnage is going to be awfully involved in this game.
Sarcazmo47: In what is probably a much less evil capacity.
Dark Japheth: Now why do you think that?
Sarcazmo47: Unless you consider helping Skocion out to be evil.
Sarcazmo47: Oh, tidbits.
Dark Japheth: Scratch ain't karnage, for one.
Sarcazmo47: Hey, I can have my guesses.
Sarcazmo47: But I was referring mostly to, er, aftereffects.
Sarcazmo47: Consequences and such.
AndrewRogue: I'm wondering what Landus is getting himself into :p
Sarcazmo47: Yeah, Skocion was wondering that, too.
Sarcazmo47: But Landus didn't want to help him find out, ohhhh no.
Sarcazmo47: Landus had to be all "chivalrous" and "not evil".
AndrewRogue: Chivalrous and Landus... don't click in my mind.
Dark Japheth: Hmm.
Dark Japheth: To turn Landus evil.
Dark Japheth: Or possibly to suicide
Dark Japheth: Hmm
Dark Japheth: So tempting!
AndrewRogue: Glad to know.
Dark Japheth: Karnage will, obviously, play a rather huge part in this game, by the way.
Dark Japheth: This is for two main reasons.
Dark Japheth: 1) He remains the ultimate cool badguy for me to rely on.
Dark Japheth: 2) I'd like to differentiate between this game and alex's game just a little.
Dark Japheth: Plus, Amaryllis can hardly get darker without influence from the grand Master of Evil.
Dark Japheth: Any other thoughts?
AndrewRogue: I like your scenes ^_^
Dark Japheth: So what do you think of Niniel? Whats her deal.
AndrewRogue: I don't know ;_;
AndrewRogue: She confuses me.
Sarcazmo47: Me too, dammit.
Sarcazmo47: Plus I'm reluctant to form any theories, because then they'll be wrong.
Sarcazmo47: I thought of a really fun way to find out if things are true or not!
AndrewRogue: XD
Sarcazmo47: Have Skocion say them!
Sarcazmo47: And see what happens!
AndrewRogue: Heh!
Dark Japheth: ...thats actually a really really good idea.
AndrewRogue: HEH!
Sarcazmo47: Yeah, until he makes a mistake.
Sarcazmo47: S'okay though.
Sarcazmo47: Skocion thinks he has Niniel figured out.
Sarcazmo47: Oh, I have a question yes.
Sarcazmo47: When in the world are we going to see some combat again?
Sarcazmo47: I mean, I'm not combat hog. But I'd feel a little wierd for my character to get six times better at fighting than he was the last time he drew his sword....against a commoner....1....
Dark Japheth: I rarely do combats.
Dark Japheth: When I do, they tend to be meaningful.
AndrewRogue: Oh god no.
AndrewRogue: *runs screaming*
Sarcazmo47: Although I have to admit that having a Kill Counter at: Commoner: 1
Dark Japheth: Most of the places I plan combats, you assholes talk your way out of them.
Sarcazmo47: Is fairly amusing.
Sarcazmo47: really?
Sarcazmo47: Have we done that so far?
Dark Japheth: Yeah.
Sarcazmo47: Example?
AndrewRogue: XD
Dark Japheth: Shale, upon return.
Dark Japheth: Niniel, when she was drunk.
Sarcazmo47: We didn't talk our way out of that! YOU THREW MONEY AT US!
Dark Japheth: If you hadn't have pissed her off, it would have been a drunken brawl fight.
Dark Japheth: The man had money.
Dark Japheth: He agreed.
Dark Japheth: You didn't kill him.
Dark Japheth: Hey, I had a half-combat thing against Skocion.
Dark Japheth: >..
Dark Japheth: >
Dark Japheth: That failed.
Sarcazmo47: You...did?
Dark Japheth: WHIP CHAINS OF PAIN
Dark Japheth: *stab in throat*
Sarcazmo47: That was NOT combat.
Dark Japheth: I made an attack roll.
Dark Japheth: And rolled damage.
Dark Japheth: What then, defines combat?
Dark Japheth: :p
Sarcazmo47: That was "Cleric20 stabs you in the throat. Do you do anything about it? Of course not."
Dark Japheth: She isn't level 20.
Sarcazmo47: Initiatives are a big factor.
Dark Japheth: She's level 11. :P
Sarcazmo47: The HIGH PRIESTESS of Sahkmet is level 11?
Sarcazmo47: You lie.
Dark Japheth: Level 11 cleric anyway.
Sarcazmo47: Ahhhh
Dark Japheth: She's got a few levels of sorceror (celestial)
Dark Japheth: *shrug*
Sarcazmo47: How was Niniel going to lead to combat?
Sarcazmo47: And how did Skocion shouting at her avert that?
Dark Japheth: You didn't shout at her... you sat her down and didn't let her leave. And....
Dark Japheth: She was going to get a few people riled up and angry. Not JUST skocion.
Dark Japheth: Mostly drunks.
Sarcazmo47: So we would have been slaughtering drunks?
AndrewRogue: Ah.
Dark Japheth: And you'd get to slaughter the whole lot of 11 or so low level warriors, and a fighter, and a couple of commoners.
Dark Japheth: All drunk.
Dark Japheth: I figured I'd mass you.
AndrewRogue: Go Combat Reflexes ^_^
Sarcazmo47: Our party is Cleaveless.
Dark Japheth: I know.
Dark Japheth: Isn't that freaking AWESOME?
Dark Japheth: I do need more combats, though.
Sarcazmo47: Give is a brute.
Sarcazmo47: *us
Sarcazmo47: Come on.
Sarcazmo47: Recruit some people.
Dark Japheth: Aha, but then you'd swarm him
Sarcazmo47: Maybe an Arcanist, too.
AndrewRogue: The answer is... throw the good party at us :p
Sarcazmo47: YES
Dark Japheth: I don't HAVE a good party.
Sarcazmo47: You have their character sheets.
Dark Japheth: I cancelled that game.
Dark Japheth: I do, this is true.
Sarcazmo47: BRING IT
AndrewRogue: Take their PCs and let us massaccre them :p
Sarcazmo47: YES
Dark Japheth: They rolled a little better than y'all..
Dark Japheth: But hey.
Dark Japheth: Next time everyone shows up
Dark Japheth: We'll do it
Sarcazmo47: We have levels on 'em!
Sarcazmo47: Skocion has mad HP!
Dark Japheth: They have numbers and a paladin.
AndrewRogue: Landus can take him :p
Sarcazmo47: How many of them hit Skocion's AC?
Dark Japheth: they. Have. A. Paladin.
Dark Japheth: PALADIN.
Sarcazmo47: So WHAT?
Sarcazmo47: Smite! 1 exra damage!
Dark Japheth: HUGE ASS KNIGHT WITH GODDAMN HUGE SWORD SLASHES YOUR FACE.
Sarcazmo47: OWWW
Dark Japheth: Actually
Dark Japheth: its lay on hands.
Sarcazmo47: I'm not undead.
Dark Japheth: He reaches over and heals the guy who made a cleric
Dark Japheth: who then heals others.
Sarcazmo47: Ohh?
Sarcazmo47: I think not!
Dark Japheth: Your party is notably low on divine healers.
Sarcazmo47: Our party is four people.
Sarcazmo47: And I lied. We have Krist as our brute.
Sarcazmo47: But yes, we do need a cleric.
Sarcazmo47: And a wizard, because Wizards are inherently better than sorcerers.
Sarcazmo47: We..don't really need a rogue.
Dark Japheth: Find someone who doesn't intrisically suck, have him roll up a cleric... personally, I reccomend Haagenti, Deimos or perhaps even Thoth.
Sarcazmo47: We have a follower of Deimos.
Dark Japheth: You already have a skillwhore.
Dark Japheth: I know you do.
Dark Japheth: but not a cleric.
Sarcazmo47: Skocion takes the place of a charisma rogue.
Dark Japheth: Yeah.
Sarcazmo47: And yes, is also a skillwhore.
AndrewRogue: Go Auxiliary fighter!
Sarcazmo47: AND he's a decent fighter!
Sarcazmo47: He definitely does have badass AC.
Sarcazmo47: Come on. What was the Paladin's attack bonus?
Dark Japheth: Not high enough, actually.
Dark Japheth: Yeah, I'm gunna bump their levels
Sarcazmo47: Ahh, you suck.
Dark Japheth: If you guys wanted more combat, you realize you should go to either Avernus (I have an entire cave set up to Hack in the Door style of play)
Dark Japheth: Rezam Mas: although Rezam Mas: One day you are going to write a short story with a good aligned protagonist
Sarcazmo47: Besides, the point is kind of moot, because....well......what are the odds Skocion would talk his way out of it?
Dark Japheth: Rezam Mas: and the world will fall apart
Dark Japheth: True that.
Sarcazmo47: They have no reason to go to Avernus.
Dark Japheth: At the moment, this is true.
Sarcazmo47: And DEFINITELY no reason to mucking around in caves.
Dark Japheth: Also true.
Dark Japheth: But you have GOOD reasons to go to Asgard.
Sarcazmo47: We do?
Sarcazmo47: To get killijaxed?
Dark Japheth: And frankly, Kirk, you picked Tamerand, the least violent nation, to start out in. :P
Sarcazmo47: And the most profitable one.
Sarcazmo47: Don't forget that part.
Dark Japheth: Second.
Dark Japheth: You'd have started in Rivas Kul if you wanted to go sheer profit.
Sarcazmo47: Ah, but we're not that depraved.
Dark Japheth: True
AndrewRogue: Indeed.
Dark Japheth: Yet.
Dark Japheth: Either way.
Dark Japheth: So the big thing here is "More combat."
Dark Japheth: Are we agreed?
Sarcazmo47: No no.
Sarcazmo47: Just "A combat"
AndrewRogue: We just want it occasionally :p
AndrewRogue: Not a lot.
Sarcazmo47: Not hastily-thrown-together irrelevant combat.
Sarcazmo47: We like plot combat.
AndrewRogue: *agrees with Kirk*
Dark Japheth: Relevant combat is hard to do considering that if I do so, its completely nullifying your biggest advantage and area of expertise.
Sarcazmo47: So....uh...I guess we're not really saying much of anything. Except that we're looking forward to reaching the plot combat!
Dark Japheth: Its coming very, VERY soon.
Sarcazmo47: How so?
Dark Japheth: You are best OUT of combat.
Sarcazmo47: ....this is true.
Dark Japheth: When you spoke with the Marquis, that was your area of expertise.
Sarcazmo47: But we have some nice stuff!
Dark Japheth: I'm trying to work it for everyone.
Dark Japheth: You are correct.
Sarcazmo47: So, when does Landus want a Monk's Belt?
AndrewRogue: Prolly next time I get the chance :p
Sarcazmo47: And, actually, what's Landus's projected level progression?
AndrewRogue: I'm thinking Monk 4/Rogue 6/PPA 10 maybe
AndrewRogue: .
Sarcazmo47: Right now you're at....Monk1 Rogue2?
AndrewRogue: Monk 2/Rogue 1
Sarcazmo47: Ahh.
Sarcazmo47: Monk's Belt is most useful at...Monk3?
Dark Japheth: Yeah.
Sarcazmo47: I should figure out what the crap I am doing, levelwise.
Dark Japheth: I have a bit of time before I plan on sleeping. Actually, a whole lot of freaking time. :P
Sarcazmo47: I need feats!
Sarcazmo47: More feats!
Dark Japheth: I do offer an option for you now that you've said that.
AndrewRogue: My feats will probably focus on upping my flight initally.
Dark Japheth: You may gain one level in Feat Master, a PRC I made up specifically for that reason. You get no BAB, 1d4 hit die, and no bonuses to saves, but you get two feats.
Dark Japheth: *laughs, knowing too much*
Sarcazmo47: I...could also take Fighter...
Dark Japheth: This is true.
Dark Japheth: Curse you.
Sarcazmo47: Twice...
Dark Japheth: And limit yourself to fighter feats.
Sarcazmo47: Those are the ones I need.
Dark Japheth: Bah.
Dark Japheth: Yeah, go for fighter.
Sarcazmo47: Exotic Weapon Proficiency (spiked chain) and Two Weapon Fighting.
Dark Japheth: I need to come up with a nice and nasty PrC for Riannon. and for Krist.
Sarcazmo47: MY DREAM WILL BE REALIZED
Dark Japheth: I came up with one for each of you, or rather, I came up with one for Kirk and one for Violet and Andrew was quicker than I with his PrC.
Dark Japheth: Dude.
Dark Japheth: You are level 2 or 3?
Sarcazmo47: 3.
Dark Japheth: Ok.
Dark Japheth: Take a level of ranger.
Sarcazmo47: ...
Dark Japheth: Ambidexterity and Two Weapon Fighting. For free.
Sarcazmo47: Doesn't suit the character.
Dark Japheth: +1 attack bonus.
Dark Japheth: Nice abilities.
Dark Japheth: Favored enemy.
Sarcazmo47: Doesn't suit the character....
Dark Japheth: True.
Sarcazmo47: ....
Sarcazmo47: .....
Dark Japheth: Bah,
Sarcazmo47: Twink impuses.....strong...
Dark Japheth: I'm rather bored still.
Sarcazmo47: *impulses
Dark Japheth: I wish Staci had signed on.
Sarcazmo47: I wish I knew where the hell she is.
Dark Japheth: If you guys want to go on without her, I can do that.
Dark Japheth: But I will need coffee and possibly methamphetamines.
Sarcazmo47: She'd be fine with that, too.
Dark Japheth: or just coffee.
Sarcazmo47: As long as we don't do anything important.
Sarcazmo47: Yeah, that sounds fair.
AndrewRogue: I'm fine with whatever.
Sarcazmo47: *is insomniatic*
Sarcazmo47: Actually, I'm curious.
Sarcazmo47: Are you going to fit this game into your overall cosmology?
Dark Japheth: What do you mean by that?
Sarcazmo47: What the hell kind of pizza place closes at midnight? I ask you.
Dark Japheth: The kind that suck.
Dark Japheth: Dominos.
Dark Japheth: Papa Murphy's.
Dark Japheth: *sighs*
Sarcazmo47: I mean, is this some sort of crazy alternate reality Amaryllis, or is this going to impact the same timeline that the old game was in?
Dark Japheth: This impacts the same timeline.
Dark Japheth: I do that with all my games.
Dark Japheth: As far as I'm concerned
Sarcazmo47: Mountain Dew: Livewire. Tastes like orange soda, peps up like Mountain Dew.
Sarcazmo47: Anyway.
Dark Japheth: the only alternate reality Amaryllis is the one where Nellix is the most powerful god, murder is OK but not if PC's do it, and a church of christ exists.
Sarcazmo47: How did last session end, anyway?
Dark Japheth: Everyone was going off to get ice cream.
Sarcazmo47: Ice Cream'd.
Dark Japheth: Since Jeanne was healed.
Sarcazmo47: Away we go!
Dark Japheth: ~-~-~BEGIN~-~-~
Dark Japheth: Jeanne is holding her brothers hand, skipping merrily. Niniel has a satisfied smile on her face.
Sarcazmo47: Does Landus think to guide Landus, or is he too distracted?
AndrewRogue: Skocion you mean?
Sarcazmo47: Yeah.
Sarcazmo47: I need more caffine.
Sarcazmo47: *drinks*
AndrewRogue: Nah. Landus is pretty capable. He doesn't forget boss is blind.
Sarcazmo47: Then guided he is, right to the ice cream!
Dark Japheth: Of course, its almost as if Jeanne is helping. Niniel is kind of walking, a few steps away from the big happy group...
Dark Japheth: The best ice cream, as Landus and Jeanne would know, is from a little vendor. He is a half-elf, and makes the ice cream at home. He even chills the cone, so it all tastes good.
Dark Japheth: Its only one copper apiece.
Sarcazmo47: Skocion tips the man.
Dark Japheth: Who immediately smiles, and gives you all an extra scoop!
AndrewRogue: "Seriously you two. Best place in all of Pescobnet. You'll love it."
Dark Japheth: At the moment, technology isn't that great- the only flavors are Plain Vanilla and Vanilla With Whatever THe Fuck You Put On It Yourself.
Dark Japheth: Niniel smiles, and licks her ice cream.
Dark Japheth: Jeanne takes a bite, and looks at Landus. "Do you remember when we used to do this? Before... I got sick?"
Sarcazmo47: (I am pizzaless. Damn.) Skocion has...some trouble with the ice cream. He's trying very hard not to get any of it on himself, while not accidently knocking it over, and manages to succeed in looking very silly.
AndrewRogue: "Boss... you want a cup?"
Dark Japheth: Niniel smiles. "Or some help? I can, if you want?"
Dark Japheth: Jeanne laughs, the innocence of children brings warm feelings to your heart.
Sarcazmo47: "Thank you, but I think I'll manage." His response is dry but not angry.
AndrewRogue: "Eh heh... and yeah Jeanne. Its been years though."
Dark Japheth: The ice cream is eaten rather silently.
Dark Japheth: Most of you have probably not had ice cream before. By most of you, I'm really talking to Niniel here since we've got a Baron who has definately done so and Landus and Jeanne already have
Dark Japheth: goddamnit. Its hard running with two people.
Dark Japheth: Anyway
Sarcazmo47: Bwahaha!
Dark Japheth: Jeanne looks up to Niniel. "Are you my brothers boyfriend?"
AndrewRogue: (...)
Sarcazmo47: YES
Sarcazmo47: YES HE IS
AndrewRogue: (SHE IS GREEEEL! ITS PROVEN!)
Dark Japheth: She obviously has gone completely nuts
Dark Japheth: or the DM just needs more goddamn coffee
Dark Japheth: what the fuck man
Dark Japheth: *girl
Dark Japheth: *refills coffee*
Dark Japheth: http://collegehumor.com/?image_id=39434
AndrewRogue: XD
Sarcazmo47: Anyhoo.
Dark Japheth: Yes I am refilled and ROCKIN
Sarcazmo47: Are you my brother's boyfriend?
Dark Japheth: "Are you my brothers girlfriend?" she asks politely.
Sarcazmo47: I will treasure that line for years.
Sarcazmo47: Hours, at least.
Dark Japheth: My sister said that to my first girlfriend.
Sarcazmo47: *shuts up*
Dark Japheth: Everyone thought it was fucking cute.
Dark Japheth: So I swore I'd never say it.
Dark Japheth: And now I did. Thanks, God
Dark Japheth: 'preciate it.
AndrewRogue: *Landus doesn't even lose a beat as he licks his ice cream*
Dark Japheth: Niniel looks to Landus. "I don't think so. We're just friends."
Dark Japheth: "I trust him."
Dark Japheth: Jeanne looks down, and smiles.
Sarcazmo47: Skocion restrains himself from commenting.
Sarcazmo47: Because he's a good guy.
AndrewRogue: "That's about as far as that story goes Jeanne."
Dark Japheth: She looks into your eyes, and in that way that kids know the secret eye speak language only evil cultists use... sort of..
Dark Japheth: Sense motive, to see what her eyes and facial expressions say.
Dark Japheth: (Oh, this could be loads of fun.)
*OnlineHost*: AndrewRogue rolled 1 20-sided die: 1
Dark Japheth: (Roll a 1, dude. And Ill)
AndrewRogue: ...
Dark Japheth: (OMG0
Dark Japheth: (OH MY FUCKING GOD)
Dark Japheth: You haven't the SLIGHTEST IDEA
Sarcazmo47: I think that warrants stabbing.
Dark Japheth: You people need telepathy circlets.
Dark Japheth: :P
Sarcazmo47: Skocion sets his cone aside and ponders it for a moment.
Sarcazmo47: "So Niniel."
AndrewRogue: *he looks at Jeanne, his head slightly tilted* "Mmm?"
Dark Japheth: "Yeah boss?" She looks over at you over ice cream.
Sarcazmo47: "Have you gotten what you came for, yet?"
Dark Japheth: "What?"
Sarcazmo47: He repeats the question.
Dark Japheth: "....I don't know what you are talking about, Skocion."
Sarcazmo47: He sighs.
Sarcazmo47: "Fine."
Sarcazmo47: "When you do, will you be sticking around, or moving on?"
Dark Japheth: "Moving on."
Sarcazmo47: He shrugs. "How long, do you suppose?"
Dark Japheth: "Are you that eager to be rid of me?" She sighs.
Sarcazmo47: "I like to plan, dear. Forgive me if I'm prying too close to something true."
Sarcazmo47: "Surely you can give me a timeframe without giving too much away?"
Dark Japheth: She looks into your eyes. She fidgets with her hands. "I don't know."
AndrewRogue: *just sits quietly and enjoys his Ice Cream*
Sarcazmo47: "That's very helpful. Thank you, Niniel."
Dark Japheth: She looks at Jeanne. "I'm not really a part of you guys. I have a few chores I have to get done, though. I'll be staying at a hotel, the one about a street down from the Hall of Heroes."
Dark Japheth: Jeanne- "...Thank you for healing me, Niniel."
Dark Japheth: "Not a problem, kiddo."
Sarcazmo47: Skocion nudges Landus.
Dark Japheth: "Do you guys want to meet tomorrow sometime?"
AndrewRogue: *smiles* "I really do owe you one Nin."
Dark Japheth: "Its nothing, Landus."
Dark Japheth: She smiles.
Sarcazmo47: Skocion nods when Landus speaks.
Dark Japheth: Sadly, almost regretfully.
Sarcazmo47: "Certainly. Anything to facilitate our friend Niniel."
AndrewRogue: *he looks at her strangely...* "Actually Nin, mind if I come by late and talk to you?"
Dark Japheth: She smiles. "I do not."
Dark Japheth: "Please, by all means. I'll wait in the bar. How late are we talking?"
AndrewRogue: "Not too much. I just want to make sure Jeanne is comfortably put to bed." *he shifts back to a smile as he ruffles his sister's hair*
Dark Japheth: Jeanne looks up at Niniel, and smiles, an obviously faked and forced smile.
Sarcazmo47: "Why don't you guide me to this hotel, Niniel? I need a place to stay. I'm sure Riannon will be more comfortable in the forest."
Dark Japheth: ...."I suppose."
Sarcazmo47: He gives her a dripping smile. "Thank you."
Dark Japheth: Jeanne smiles. "Its just me and you, big brother?" She wraps her arms around your neck. "Just like in the old times."
Dark Japheth: She turns to Skocion.
Dark Japheth: "...sir? Can my brother have the day off tomorrow?"
Dark Japheth: (By the way- Andrew, I'm sorry if I'm playing this fourteen year old girl like she's seven, or maybe at the most 10.)
Dark Japheth: (I just have absolutely no experience with what the fuck fourteen year old girls are like.)
AndrewRogue: "Yeah boss. I'm sure I worked enough for a day of leave." *he grins*
AndrewRogue: (They act like that.)
Dark Japheth: (Shit I'm awesome)
Sarcazmo47: Skocion actually blinks. "He can have the day off whenever he wants a day off. I don't keep hours, I keep friends. Or try to. Just don't bring him back broken, okay?"
Dark Japheth: She jumps to you and gives you a hug. "You are the best boss in the world."
Sarcazmo47: He laughs. "I try."
AndrewRogue: *mock sighs* "That's all boss cares about, making sure he doesn't have to get a new one."
Dark Japheth: Jeanne laughs.
Sarcazmo47: He shrugs as he gets unhugged. "You'd be hard to replace."
Sarcazmo47: "Come talk to me before you speak with Niniel."
AndrewRogue: "Sure thing boss. Easy enough thing to do."
Sarcazmo47: Skocion nods and turns to Niniel.
Sarcazmo47: "Lead on, lady."
Dark Japheth: Niniel takes your hand, and begins gently guiding you.
Sarcazmo47: He is guided....
Sarcazmo47: right into a dumpster.
Dark Japheth: No.
Dark Japheth: Niniel has more taste than that
Dark Japheth: Open manhole
Sarcazmo47: AH.
AndrewRogue: "Have fun you two!" *calls out, laughing* "Keep it clean."
Sarcazmo47: That works too.
Dark Japheth: Jeanne- "What do you mean?"
Dark Japheth: And Landus and Jeanne get the chat, while Niniel and Skocion move to the IM.
AndrewRogue: MEIN CHAT!
AndrewRogue: "Eh heh... Nin and boss don't get on very well."
Dark Japheth: "I don't like Niniel, Landus."
Dark Japheth: "I mean... she cured me... but I don't know. I don't like her."
AndrewRogue: (BRB) *looks a mite bit surprised* "Any real reason behind that or is it just your gut?"
Dark Japheth: "She doesn't look me or Skocion in the eyes."
Dark Japheth: "I mean, it makes sense with Skocion... does she ever look at you in the eyes?"
Dark Japheth: "I don't trust people who don't."
AndrewRogue: "She's hiding a lot Jeanne." *he chuckles* "I ain't stupid. She's keeping a lot of secrets that she doesn't want anyone to know."
Dark Japheth: She sighs. "I don't know. She's not much older than me. What kind of secrets does she have?"
AndrewRogue: "I really couldn't tell you that. She's got some strange talents though and a past she doesn't like to discuss." *he wraps an arm around her shoulder* "She has looked me in the eye before though."
Dark Japheth: "...How is it that she could help me, but the clerics couldn't?"
AndrewRogue: "That falls under the talent classification. Her magic is different then a cleric's. Maybe she's better trained, maybe she's a natural."
Dark Japheth: "It gives me shivers, brother."
Dark Japheth: "But enough about her. Enough. I don't want to think about it."
AndrewRogue: "No problem there." *he pulls her close* "Do you want to find some flowers? It looks like Gerad was slacking on caring for them."
Dark Japheth: She looks up at you. "Yeah, I would love that."
Dark Japheth: "Roses and lilies."
Dark Japheth: "Those are my favorites."
AndrewRogue: "Beautiful flowers for a beautiful girl. I think the old guy might have some this time of the year. Are you up for a long walk?"
Dark Japheth: She looks at you. "Yeah, I think so. I can do it. If things get too hard, I can probably use my wings to help my legs."
AndrewRogue: "If it gets to hard you can ride on my shoulders. You're still as easy to carry as you were years ago."
Dark Japheth: She looks at you. "Really?"
AndrewRogue: *he stretches out slightly* "You may have gotten bigger, but I've gotten stronger."
Dark Japheth: She squeezes your hand.
Dark Japheth: So where are you guys walking to?
AndrewRogue: Hmmm... middle upper half of the city. Small little flower shop tucked in amongst the big stuff.
Dark Japheth: The store is filled with flowers of all sorts. Lilacs, chrysanthemums, lilies, roses.
Dark Japheth: No crystal roses, but a few really cool looking ones. Including a few dark purple roses.
Dark Japheth: Lilies, tulips, daisies...
Sarcazmo47: Orchids?
Dark Japheth: A little bald man sits behind the counter. He looks a little like Arnold from Happy days.
Dark Japheth: Oh, yes, orchids.
Dark Japheth: And Venus Fly Traps.
Dark Japheth: Although in Amaryllis, they are called Sakhmet's Claws.
Dark Japheth: Larger ones, anyway. The smaller ones are Arwens Fangs.
AndrewRogue: Heh
Dark Japheth: Most people don't sell em, but crazy chinese dude here does.
Dark Japheth: Jeanne- "Landus... I haven't been in here for probably seven years."
Dark Japheth: "THis place is so much bigger than when we were here."
Dark Japheth: "...when Mom died." She looks at you. "We found the most beautiful flowers, though. She was so peaceful."
AndrewRogue: *he nods slightly as he looks about* "That she was Jeanne."
Dark Japheth: She hugs you suddenly. "Promise you won't ever die?"
AndrewRogue: *he runs a hand through her hair* "I wouldn't dream of doing such a thing to you."
Dark Japheth: She doesn't let go of your hug. "Thank you."
Dark Japheth: "I love you, Landus."
AndrewRogue: *he lifts her up slightly* "I love you too. Now let's quit bothering the old guy huh? Pick out some replacements for the vases at home."
Dark Japheth: She gathers up a few lilies, a few purple roses, and a lot of red roses.
Dark Japheth: The old man looks at you. "J...Jeanne?"
Dark Japheth: "Is that you?"
Dark Japheth: He smiles. "....I haven't seen you in forever. And Landus. It is nice to see you both."
Dark Japheth: His happiness is without a doubt contagious. He is genuinely happy to see that little girl again, and better.
AndrewRogue: *he grins in that exceptionally self-pleased manner* "Nice to be here. Eh heh... picking up some flowers to celebrate a happy day."
Dark Japheth: He smiles. "Take them. But on one condition."
Dark Japheth: "Bring her by more often. I missed you, girl!" He smiles at Jeanne.
AndrewRogue: "That I will old man." *he sighs exaggeratedly* "Its such a chore to always run about by myself picking up things for her. Its time she helped out."
Dark Japheth: She jokingly punches your arm. "Lets get these home..."
Dark Japheth: And fade to black.
Dark Japheth: Fade in.
Sarcazmo47: FOOMP
Dark Japheth: Jeanne is laying in her bed, for the first time, totally pain free. She looks at you, and says "Brother, will you read me a story?"
AndrewRogue: "Of course I will! What do you want me to read?"
Dark Japheth: "...I don't know. Why don't you pick?
Dark Japheth: (which means, basically, tell whatever damn story you want. And I'll laugh maniacally)
AndrewRogue: "Hmmm... I've got it!"
Dark Japheth: She perks up a little bit. "What story, Landus?"
AndrewRogue: "Once upon a time... there was a young lumberer who worked hard each day to feed his family."
AndrewRogue: "He would go out and work from dawn till dusk, yet he could just barely feed and clother them."
AndrewRogue: "They were as happy as they could be though. Except one day, while working near a lake, the axe slipped from his hand and fell into it."
AndrewRogue: *he shrugs helplessly* "Eh heh... what could he do? That was his only axe and without it, he couldn't work. He was heartbroken."
AndrewRogue: "Luck was with him though, for the lake was the home of a mermaid who swam to the surface, wondering if he had lost something."
AndrewRogue: "'My axe, lady. Perhaps could you retrieve it for me?'"
AndrewRogue: "'Of course!' And she descended back below and returned with an axe made of pure silver. 'Is this it?'"
AndrewRogue: "The man shook his head solemnly. 'No it is not.'"
AndrewRogue: "She descended again, this time returning with an axe of pure gold. 'This sir?'"
AndrewRogue: "'No. Mine was much plainer.'"
AndrewRogue: "Eh heh... so she abandoned the gold axe and much to the man's joy, returned with his plain axe, which he gratefully took."
AndrewRogue: "Before he had finished his thanks though, she brought him the other two axes, a reward for his honesty."
Dark Japheth: She is smiling, her eyes shut. "That is a good story, brother."
Dark Japheth: "I'm going to go to sleep now. Good night, Landus. I love you."
Dark Japheth: She opens her eyes, and leans up, and hugs you.
AndrewRogue: *he returns the gesture, gracing her brow with a kiss* "I love you too. Now rest. I'll be back after I go meet with boss."
Dark Japheth: She smiles, and closes her eyes. She says a little prayer.
Dark Japheth: "Now I lay me down to sleep. I pray the gods my soul to keep. If I die before I wake, I pray the gods my soul to take."
AndrewRogue: *he extinguishes the lights, wiping gently at his eyes as he slides out, locking the door behind him*
Sarcazmo47: To the inn?
AndrewRogue: I believe so.
Sarcazmo47: To the bar!
Sarcazmo47: Skocion is seated at a far table, leaning back against his chair and staring into a glass of wine thoughtfully. Across from his is another glass, full and unattended.
Dark Japheth: Niniel is nowhere to be seen.
AndrewRogue: *Landus slides in quietly and takes his seat* "Good night, huh boss?"
Sarcazmo47: Skocion looks up when Landus speaks.
Sarcazmo47: "Ah! Landus. Have a drink."
Sarcazmo47: He lapses into silence for a moment and takes his own advice.
Sarcazmo47: Then, "Your sister seems quite well."
AndrewRogue: "Normally wouldn't, but I'll indulge you today. Its a happy day."
AndrewRogue: *he downs the glass pretty quickly* "Do you know how long its been since I've seen he even able to walk?"
Sarcazmo47: He sips. "No, I don't."
Sarcazmo47: "So...it has been brought to my attention that your need for financing was rooted in your need to supply medicines for your sister. It has furthermore been brought to my attention that you might not entirely.....enjoy...
Sarcazmo47: what we do."
Sarcazmo47: Skocion puts a hand in a pocket, but doesn't take it out just yet.
Sarcazmo47: "You're a good man and a good guide and a good fighter, Landus. I hate to lose you and I don't think I can replace you. But it seems your place is with your sister now...and I think the two of you should have this."
Sarcazmo47: And he produces a bulding purse, and pushes it across the table.
AndrewRogue: *he shrugs in that... probably irritating... nonchalant manner* "Its a job boss. I did worse for less before and......" *he looks at the purse appraisingly* "That looks quite impressive."
Sarcazmo47: "Take a look inside."
AndrewRogue: *he snakes his hand out and deftly opens it mid-table to get a look*
Sarcazmo47: Oh, it's platinum. A LOT of platinum. Like, 500 or so.
Sarcazmo47: "With your new equipment, you should be able to keep yourselves safe. And with that, you should be able to live quite comfortably until you find the right work for you."
AndrewRogue: *he laughs weakly* "Now there's something I never thought of."
Sarcazmo47: Skocion finishes his glass. "Well. Maybe you should start."
AndrewRogue: *he flexes his hands as he leans back, looking at the money purse* "You're probably right boss. If I don't need to keep paying exorbiant clerical fees... I really got no reason to not stay home for her."
Sarcazmo47: Skocion nods, and finally looks at Landus, and extends his hand. "I'm glad for you, Landus. Even if I am losing my right hand."
AndrewRogue: *he takes it and shakes it, smiling* "Thank you for everything boss. It was a... eh heh... pleasure working with you."
Sarcazmo47: Skocion nods and shakes his hand with a smile. "Niniel is in room 241."
AndrewRogue: "If you ever find yourself in need of a hand for some small buisness, I'll be here."
Sarcazmo47: "I'll remember. If you ever need anything....well. You know where to find me."
AndrewRogue: *he nods* "'course I do."
Sarcazmo47: He jerks his head toward the stairs. "You should go see her."
AndrewRogue: "Right, right. Will do." *he spins out of the chair with a bit of a salute and heads upstairs*
Dark Japheth: Room 241 is a little down the hall. The door is ajar.
AndrewRogue: *he goes on up to the door and, taking that as an assumption, slides inside* "Nin?"
Sarcazmo47: Rocks fall.
Dark Japheth: Niniel is sitting gently in a chair.
Dark Japheth: "Hey Landus." She looks at you, directly into your eyes. "How is Jeanne?"
AndrewRogue: "She's great."
AndrewRogue: "Again... I can't thank you enough Nin."
Dark Japheth: "I'm alright."
Dark Japheth: "No need to thank me."
Dark Japheth: She smiles weakly at you.
AndrewRogue: Sense motive to get a sense of her emotional state?
Dark Japheth: Sure.
*OnlineHost*: AndrewRogue rolled 1 20-sided die: 17
Dark Japheth: She's weak. And she seems like she's hurt.
Dark Japheth: I know you've got more than 25.
AndrewRogue: (Hang on one sec. Bladder threatens death)
Dark Japheth: Which is freaking insane. My god. I'm going to call you NELLIX from now on.
Dark Japheth: Heh.
AndrewRogue: (Back) "...Nin, you mind if I sit down?"
AndrewRogue: (And I love having WISDOM RELATED ABILITIES)
Sarcazmo47: BWAHAHAHAHAHA
Dark Japheth: "Go ahead." She smiles at you.
AndrewRogue: *he takes a seat at a presumeably free chair* "Nin... what's the matter?"
Dark Japheth: "...I did something I should not have done."
Dark Japheth: She breathes in deeply, and pushes her chest out slightly. "I made a mistake."
AndrewRogue: "Oh?"
Dark Japheth: She begins crying. "...It all happened because... of you... but its not your fault..."
Dark Japheth: A tear escapes her eye.
AndrewRogue: *he looks at her curiously* "What do you mean?"
Dark Japheth: She cries a little more. "...I..."
Dark Japheth: She breaks down, sobbing.
AndrewRogue: *he moves quickly from the chair, and kneels down in front of her* "What's wrong?"
Dark Japheth: "....I am so dissonant..."
Dark Japheth: She practically falls out of the chair and into your arms.
AndrewRogue: *he's noteably surprised by this* "Shi... what's the problem Nin? Dissonant?"
Dark Japheth: "...I promised you I'd never lie to you again."
Dark Japheth: "...I'm not a harpy."
Sarcazmo47: Who called it? SKOCION CALLED IT!
Dark Japheth: She cries into your shoulder.
AndrewRogue: *he looks... as surprised as Landus can actually look*
AndrewRogue: "You're not?"
Dark Japheth: "...no..." She sobs. "I'm not. I never was."
AndrewRogue: *he touches her wing curiously* "Then... what are you?"
Dark Japheth: "I am... was... a demon... a demon sent by my creator to torture you..."
Dark Japheth: "...but I failed... I failed... I fell in love with you and couldn't hurt you."
Dark Japheth: She cries.
AndrewRogue: (...)
Dark Japheth: "I couldn't! I couldn't do it!"
Dark Japheth: "I... I am now suffering for it." She shows you her hands, her once supple and lithe hands... which are slowly growing larger nails.
Dark Japheth: Her wings, too, seem different- instead of beautiful... they are almost molting.
Dark Japheth: "...I am being punished. But I..." and she stops, and keeps crying.
AndrewRogue: "Shh... easy and slow down." *he rubs her back gently* "You are a demon sent to torment me?"
Dark Japheth: "I am. My name isn't Niniel... its Jazirain. I was sent by Sakhmet to torture you, and cause you pain..."
Dark Japheth: "...but then, before I could awaken you and steal your soul... I felt your dream."
Dark Japheth: "...and I couldn't hurt you... I ..."
Dark Japheth: She falters. "...I love you, Landus." She cries, and weeps, totally weak and helpless.
AndrewRogue: *he holds her quietly* "Its all right Nin... You... really couldn't bring yourself to take my soul?"
Dark Japheth: "I couldn't... it would be... painful to me..."
Dark Japheth: "Discord is what happens when we demons fail in our purpose... we begin to show signs of it.."
Dark Japheth: "...I'm going to die, Landus..."
AndrewRogue: "What is this discord?" *Landus is astounding when it comes to taking things calmly*
Dark Japheth: she cries, and whispers into your ear through sobs... "...but it was worth it, for the knowledge that I did some good here while I was here..."
Dark Japheth: "...imagine the gods creating the world through song..."
Dark Japheth: "We demons, and angels too, I suppose, are like... backup singers..."
Dark Japheth: "And I didn't sing my part correctly. So it creates discord..."
Dark Japheth: "...and when its as severe as I've done it... like going back on a mission, and your nature..."
Dark Japheth: She bites her lip.
AndrewRogue: "...and it kills you?"
Dark Japheth: "...if its built up like mine is."
AndrewRogue: Seeeense'd
*OnlineHost*: AndrewRogue rolled 1 20-sided die: 15
AndrewRogue: A lot.
Dark Japheth: She's not telling you everything, but she is telling you a lot of truth.
AndrewRogue: "Nin... I need you to be wholly honest with me now. Everything you can."
Dark Japheth: "...I am going to die, Landus."
Dark Japheth: "Unless I do something destructive to you."
Dark Japheth: "...and I won't."
Dark Japheth: (and brb, important jasmine call.)
AndrewRogue: (I shall use this opportunity to care for my dogs. BRB)
AndrewRogue: *he's quiet for several long moments as he just rubs her back* "Refusing to harm me did this to you?"
Dark Japheth: "Yes...."
Dark Japheth: "....and refusing to harm your sister."
Dark Japheth: "...I helped her... and so the process is accelerating..."
AndrewRogue: *bites his lip* "She was part of this to?"
Dark Japheth: "...everyone is. Skocion, Riannon, Krist..."
Dark Japheth: "My job is to cause pain on this world... and I haven't."
Dark Japheth: "...thats why the priestesses knew me in Rivas Kul."
Dark Japheth: "I used to work with them. They hated me, because I could with a single word do more damage than they could with an entire days worth of spells..."
Dark Japheth: "...and now I have done nothing to destroy, or even corrupt... since I fell..."
Dark Japheth: she mouths the next words.
Dark Japheth: ...for you.
AndrewRogue: SENSE'D
*OnlineHost*: AndrewRogue rolled 1 20-sided die: 1
AndrewRogue: ...
Dark Japheth: For plot reasons, I'll tell you anyway.
Dark Japheth: She's telling you the absolute truth.
Dark Japheth: And you know this, in your heart. She's telling you the truth.
Dark Japheth: And she swore to never lie to you again.
AndrewRogue: *he looks horribly aghast for a moment as he actually stops to consider this*
AndrewRogue: *then he pulls her closer to him, maybe for comfort, maybe just to stop him from shaking* "Is it possible to end your dissonance?"
Dark Japheth: "...I would ... have... to do something..."
Dark Japheth: "Since.. I've been nicest to you of all, I'd... I'd need to do something to you to cause you pain..."
Dark Japheth: "...and I won't do it. I won't."
Dark Japheth: "...I'd rather die."
AndrewRogue: "What would you have to do to me?"
Dark Japheth: "...sleep with you... it would... steal a little bit of your power for a day... and leave you feeling weak... but it'd be ultimately destructive..."
AndrewRogue: "How so?" *he sounds... distracted, like he's weighing options*
Dark Japheth: "...Because it is my nature. And by weakening you for a day, I am taking your power. For myself... that is a cruel act, and for that, I'd lose some dissonance..."
Dark Japheth: "But I would never want that. I would rather die than you even lose some blood, my love..."
Dark Japheth: She looks into your eyes.
AndrewRogue: May I assume plot truth, or must I roll to determine whether her explanation of removing dissonance is true?
Dark Japheth: You can assume. You've already rolled, though. If you'd like to roll again to sense more motives, go ahead.
AndrewRogue: Landus loves knowing exactly what's going on. One more shot.
*OnlineHost*: AndrewRogue rolled 1 20-sided die: 13
AndrewRogue: 23/24 depending on how you want to call it.
Dark Japheth: 24.
Dark Japheth: Yes.
Dark Japheth: She hasn't lied to you. By sleeping with you, she'd cause you pain, and that would remove her dissonance and discord.
AndrewRogue: "How much would it remove Nin?"
Dark Japheth: "...most of it..."
Dark Japheth: "I do not want to hurt you, Landus! I will not! I would die sooner."
AndrewRogue: "Nin." *he returns the eye to eye gaze* "You are the only one beyond Jeanne who I've known who really, actually cared about me."
Dark Japheth: "...Skocion cares... but he would never admit it to you."
AndrewRogue: *chuckles* "Maybe you're right there. He does confess to not wanting me broken too much."
Dark Japheth: "And why do you think Krist argues with you?"
AndrewRogue: *he even manages a smirk* "Because he's a pompous ass of a frog."
Dark Japheth: "No.... its because that way, he won't have to admit he does care about you..."
Dark Japheth: "It makes it easier on him in case something goes wrong!"
Dark Japheth: "...like me..." She breaks down again.
AndrewRogue: "Shh...What would it do to me Nin?"
Dark Japheth: "..it would just... make you feel kind of dizzy, I think..."
Dark Japheth: "And you'd feel weaker.."
Dark Japheth: "For about a day or so, then it wears off."
Dark Japheth: "The thing is, most people don't sleep with the succubus just once... and thats how we normally get people..."
Dark Japheth: "...Hell is all about deception."
Dark Japheth: She cries.
AndrewRogue: "Nin... listen to me."
Dark Japheth: She looks up at you, her pretty face filled with tears, her eyes red and blotchy.
AndrewRogue: "There's only one way you could hurt me right now... and that would be letting yourself die for some silly reason."
Dark Japheth: She looks at you, a strange...confused, maybe? look in her eyes.
AndrewRogue: INTERPRET'D?
Dark Japheth: Sure!
*OnlineHost*: AndrewRogue rolled 1 20-sided die: 18
Dark Japheth: OMG SO MUCH CONFUSION. And yet... acceptance, with some bit of reluctance.
Dark Japheth: But a LOT of acceptance. The sexual tension there is so thick you could freaking cut it with a chainsaw made out of super sharp adamantine razorblades, otherwise, you'd break your knife
AndrewRogue: (*watches as Landus imitates Arianna... despite the greater Wisdom and everything else*)
AndrewRogue: "Will you help me home if I can't walk? I promised Jeanne I'd be back."
Dark Japheth: "...I would gladly carry you.."
Dark Japheth: She kisses you deeply...
Dark Japheth: fade to black.
Dark Japheth: fort save, BTW.
*OnlineHost*: AndrewRogue rolled 1 20-sided die: 4
Sarcazmo47: Oooo.
AndrewRogue: That's a fail.
Dark Japheth: You gain a negative level if its less than 15.
AndrewRogue: 8... so yeah. What's negative levels do to me again?
Dark Japheth: A single negative level doesnt' do much nastiness to non-spellcasters, oddly enough.
Dark Japheth: -1 to all rolls, effectively
Dark Japheth: For a day.
Dark Japheth: At the end of the day
Sarcazmo47: And -5 HP.
Dark Japheth: Yeah
Dark Japheth: Roll again, if you beat it, you don't actually lose a level.
Sarcazmo47: Level loss.
Sarcazmo47: Argh,
Sarcazmo47: I'm sure she makes it fun, though!
Dark Japheth: Loads of fun
Sarcazmo47: "Level loss never felt this good."
Dark Japheth: ~-~-~End~-~-~