You have just entered room "Why its not good to anger NPCs."

AndrewRogue has entered the room.

coughingpuppy has entered the room.

Sarcazmo47 has entered the room.

Dark Japheth: Hey.

AndrewRogue: We didn't though <_<

Dark Japheth: I figured I'd scare the crap out of you with the chat name.

AndrewRogue: Unless Skocion sucks in bed.

coughingpuppy: I thought we kept the NPCs pretty happy...

Dark Japheth: Skocion saved you all from the wrath of Melanie. >.>

AndrewRogue: Then all is right with the world.

Sarcazmo47: Good job, Skocion!

Dark Japheth: Indeed. Great job Skocion.

Dark Japheth: Any questions necessary before I start up the game?

coughingpuppy: Nope.

Sarcazmo47: Yes!

Sarcazmo47: Before we finalize our shopping list.

Dark Japheth: Skocion want to talk with his mentor? Landus want to chat with random helpful NPC Niniel?

Sarcazmo47: Do you want to have your chance to get us to waste our money on custom magic items that are really cool but basically useless?

Sarcazmo47: Tee hee!

Dark Japheth: Now what is that supposed to mean? Like... a bowl that when a spoon is placed within it, it fills with good soup?

Dark Japheth: >.>

Sarcazmo47: I just told Andrew about Intuitive Strike.

Dark Japheth: heh.

Sarcazmo47: He is crying.

Dark Japheth: He'll definately be crying a lot more often.

AndrewRogue: *throws Book of Exalted Deeds out the window*

Dark Japheth: Dude.

Dark Japheth: You visited Rivas Kul

Dark Japheth: Entered the church of Sakhmet

Sarcazmo47: See, you could have your DC, AC, AND attack roll all based off the same stat.

Dark Japheth: and *didn't* lay waste to the place

Dark Japheth: you ain't gunna get to use anything from the BoED. :P

AndrewRogue: Yeah, but intuitive strike is a GENERAL feat ;_;

Sarcazmo47: Yep.

Sarcazmo47: Like Zen Archery.

coughingpuppy: Not being able to use Intuitive Strike for Aurelia always made me sad.

AndrewRogue: So... did Chrome die in the Hurricane?

Sarcazmo47: That would be awsome!

Sarcazmo47: Er.

Sarcazmo47: I mean.

Sarcazmo47: That wouldn't be awsome!

Sarcazmo47: Yeah, that's it.

coughingpuppy: Be nice, dear.

Sarcazmo47: I always am.

Dark Japheth: One day, you will die in a tragic yet funny way.

Dark Japheth: For example, you'll get a papercut, and a spider will lay eggs in it as you sleep.

AndrewRogue: I will!

Sarcazmo47: God, I hope so.

Dark Japheth: The eggs travel through your bloodstream, and your eyes explode one day revealing a crapload of baby spiders

AndrewRogue: Ew.

Sarcazmo47: I hope my death is that exciting.

coughingpuppy: I heard about that happening to a woman's tongue, only it was cockroaches.

AndrewRogue: Ew.

Sarcazmo47: Thank you for that nugget, Staci. Thank you so much.

coughingpuppy: You're welcome. :-D

AndrewRogue: Why does this chat ALWAYS make my stomach hurt ;_;

Dark Japheth: Because when I GM, people are increasingly mean.

AndrewRogue has left the room.

Dark Japheth: By the way, I'm glad I'm managing to make you guys hate poetry.

coughingpuppy: Oh! If you die that way, though, I'll make sure to take a picture of you with your eyes exploded and then I can commission someone to put the image on your tombstone.

Sarcazmo47: SWEET!

AndrewRogue has entered the room.

AndrewRogue: Wow. Bent my wireless card.

Dark Japheth: Man that andrew guy is so frekaing dead

Dark Japheth: Hi

Dark Japheth: Wireless, huh

Dark Japheth: One day, I'll have a laptop with a wireless card

Dark Japheth: and I will merely sponge off everyone elses internet use!

Sarcazmo47: Bastard!

coughingpuppy: Personally, I rather like my cable modem.

Sarcazmo47: Me too.

AndrewRogue: Cable modem = love

AndrewRogue: Its at my mommy's house though ;_;

coughingpuppy: However, ethernet = not love, and that is what I will be going back to soon.

Dark Japheth: Indeed.

coughingpuppy: It hated it when Kirk and I tried to play Starcraft together.

Dark Japheth: Infernal ethernet.

Dark Japheth: *clicks on the werepenguin topic*

Dark Japheth: *eyes glisten with glee*

coughingpuppy: Werepenguin?

Dark Japheth: We had probably better start or I'm going to end up throwing Half-Fiend penguins at you guys

Dark Japheth: http://boards.gamefaqs.com/gfaqs/genmessage.php?board=215&topic=15695571

Dark Japheth: I now must use penguins.

Dark Japheth: In some way.

Dark Japheth: Are we all readys?

Sarcazmo47: Prinnies!

Sarcazmo47: Ah.

Dark Japheth: prinnies = ghey

coughingpuppy: What's a prinny?

AndrewRogue: Dood!

Sarcazmo47: Does Matt want to RP our going around the countryside and Skocion shmoozing all the new bandits as they make their circuit to the Roaming Deveel?

Dark Japheth: Matt does not.

Sarcazmo47: Goodo.

Dark Japheth: However. Landus has something he probably wants to do.

Dark Japheth: *grins wickedly with one of those evil DM grins*

Sarcazmo47: Ah.

Dark Japheth: But.

Dark Japheth: Should you wish to do that, and collect your moneys, you'll be able to get another.. 200 or so gold, tops. :P

Sarcazmo47: Then we're still at the coffee bar!

Sarcazmo47: And he wishes to do it, but not for extra money.

Sarcazmo47: It's to assert his mastery over all the new people.

Dark Japheth: Ah.

Dark Japheth: EIther way.

Sarcazmo47: Having an army of bandits at his beck and call is a good thing.

Dark Japheth: I'm not roleplaying the shop for magic items. :P

Sarcazmo47: Okay.

coughingpuppy: Crap, bloody nose.

Dark Japheth: If you wish to find them, you can. I just suck, absolutely, at roleplaying an exchange of things.

Dark Japheth: I thought you said Bloody Rose

Dark Japheth: :P

Sarcazmo47: What's the difference between the market in Tamerand and the Roaming Deveel?

AndrewRogue: Basically anything and everything available at DMG price Matt?

Dark Japheth: The Roaming Deveel is IN Tamerand. Well, about five miles south of the town... but otherwise, close enough that they share a mercenary police force.

Dark Japheth: Yep.

Dark Japheth: There is one exception.

AndrewRogue: "Anything you want isn't."

Dark Japheth: Healing potions. Buying anything relating to healing, you are GOING to have to talk to either druids (who have healing incense...) or clerics.

Dark Japheth: :P

Dark Japheth: I'm not that mean.

AndrewRogue: Awww :p

Dark Japheth: I will restrict you to things you can buy from the DMG.

Dark Japheth: Nothing over 40,000 GP is available for purchase. Those items have to be commissioned.

coughingpuppy: Riannon's mostly going to want stuff to help her spellcasting. Oh, yeah, and true to her word she'll go and talk to some of the druids in the area for Landus.

Dark Japheth: ANd likely not here, there aren't an abundance of mages.

Dark Japheth: THAT I will make you roleplay.

Dark Japheth: ~-~-~BEGIN~-~-~

Dark Japheth: So you find the druidic circle in the jungle here?

coughingpuppy: Yep. She's probably at least acquainted with some of the druids here.

Dark Japheth: Indeed- if you came from anywhere around here, this is the circle.

Dark Japheth: THis is the circle of the new moon.

Dark Japheth: Many people claim that this druidic circle is evil, but it is not so. Though some do worship wrathful deities, these are the druids who are into the Death aspect of nature.

Dark Japheth: The druids of the crescent are into life, and birth, and rebirth. The New Moon is about death.

coughingpuppy: Ri gets along with them fine, then.

Dark Japheth: The Waning Moon is the circle dealing mostly with humans, seeing them as part of the natural cycle, and indeed, are the closest thing to urban druids.

Dark Japheth: When you arrive, you are not stopped by the treant guards. You merely waltz in, where Shirruk, the lizardfolk head of the New Moon, sits contemplating in all his glory.

Dark Japheth: His animal companion, a panther, remembers you and does not growl.

AndrewRogue: (Awwww <3)

Dark Japheth: The lizardman looks at you. "Riannon. It is a pleasure to see you once again. How goes your training?"

coughingpuppy: Riannon gives Shirruk a friendly grin and makes sure to keep Brom close so he doesn't get out of hand. "The pleasure's mine. Training's gone well enough, I've been involving myself where I can.

coughingpuppy: I hope I'm finding you well?"

Dark Japheth: "Well enough. Only two interlopers in the past month. My panther has hardly had anything to eat."

Dark Japheth: "Especially since one was a halfling." He grins, his teeth stained perpetually red from the meat he eats.

coughingpuppy: "Things have been quiet since those poachers, then?"

Dark Japheth: "Yes."

Sarcazmo47: Tell him Skocion is the one stomping interlopers!

Dark Japheth: "The other druids managed to slay them all."

Dark Japheth: "Or most. The rest are afraid of nature, as all should be." He chortles. "To what do I owe your visit?"

coughingpuppy: "Well, I wanted to see if there was anything that needed to be seen to around here. I also came by to help out a friend, though. Is anyone here particularly skilled in herbalism?"

Dark Japheth: I'll allow you to strike that last bit from the record- almost EVERY druid is skilled, somewhat, in herbalism.

coughingpuppy: Well, she meant a local expert or something.

Dark Japheth: "A friend. Hmm. Do you know what is wrong?"

Dark Japheth: Ah

Dark Japheth: The biggest expert is Shirruk's oldest son, Malagos.

coughingpuppy: "Yeah. Apparently his sister's had a disease for a while that's warping her bones. Spurs and stuff. He's been looking for a cure, or at least a lead to one. Do you think Malagos could help?"

Dark Japheth: "Malagos could." The man nods. "I don't know where he is, though- he is also out hunting smugglers, and raiding a few of the nastier rubber plantations."

coughingpuppy: "Hm. Any idea when he'll return?"

Dark Japheth: "Probably within the next few days."

coughingpuppy: She nods. "All right. I'll come back to talk to him then. Is there anything you'd like me to look into while I'm here in the area?"

Dark Japheth: "At the moment, no. I am certain, though, that one of your talents can find a worthier cause than fighting what nature has decreed must happen." He says so almost jokingly.

Dark Japheth: But you know that in his heart, he almost wishes Jeanne dead... merely for existing and contracting a sickness.

coughingpuppy: Riannon nods. "If nature doesn't see fit to provide a cure, then it will happen. But it's very important to my friend, and I'd like to help him if possible."

Dark Japheth: "As you wish. You are dismissed. Do the will of Nature."

Dark Japheth: "Obey savagery."

coughingpuppy: "As always. It was a pleasure speaking with you."

coughingpuppy: She leaves, then, and goes back to find the others.

coughingpuppy: Are we getting stuff, then?

Dark Japheth: Yep.

AndrewRogue: So what's our limit oh keepeer of the purse?

*OnlineHost*: Dark Japheth rolled 1 20-sided die: 11

Sarcazmo47: Our limit is you tell me what you want and I tell you how much Skocion can get it discounted for.

Dark Japheth: lol

coughingpuppy: Well, you already know what Ri wants, if she can take that much of the money.

AndrewRogue: Eh... see how you can round out A Monk's Belt.

Sarcazmo47: How much does it normally cost?

AndrewRogue: 16,000 <_<

Sarcazmo47: 15,000.

Sarcazmo47: Ri wants Periapt + 4 and Shortpear + 1?

coughingpuppy: Right.

Sarcazmo47: 22,000.

coughingpuppy: Mrrrrr? I thought it was only going to be 18,000 to begin with?

Sarcazmo47: Oh, right.

Sarcazmo47: Sorry.

coughingpuppy: No problem.

Sarcazmo47: 18,000

Sarcazmo47: No, wait!

Sarcazmo47: 16,000.

coughingpuppy: Okay.

Sarcazmo47: What was your other option, Andrew?

AndrewRogue: Bracers of Armor +3 n' Gloves of Dex +2

Sarcazmo47: That can be gotten for 11,000.

Sarcazmo47: Which do you prefer?

AndrewRogue: Eh... go with the duo items for now.

Sarcazmo47: *shrug* Okie dokie.

coughingpuppy: *does a dance for cool new stuff and getting more spells*

Sarcazmo47: Do weapons need to be +1 before then can have cool stuff, Captain man?

Sarcazmo47: Stuff is boughten!

Sarcazmo47: Huzzah!

Dark Japheth: Woooooooha!

Sarcazmo47: *is whoaed*

Dark Japheth: Thats Wooha'd.

Dark Japheth: anyway.

Dark Japheth: What does the group do now? :P

AndrewRogue: That's... a good question.

coughingpuppy: Indeed.

AndrewRogue: How about we... group at an inn and find out! <_<

Dark Japheth: Good freaking idea.

Dark Japheth: Niniel sits, her wings draped about her like a cloak, with a mug of ale in front of her.

Sarcazmo47: Assuming we spend our week or so roaming around banditizing and make it back to Tamerand.

AndrewRogue has left the room.

AndrewRogue has entered the room.

Dark Japheth: Welcome.

Dark Japheth: We just flayed your character alive.

coughingpuppy: Okay. When they get back to Tamerand Riannon will want to go back and check to see if Malagos is around, but she'll make sure there's nothing she has to do with Skocion and Company first.

AndrewRogue: Waaait, what's going. I'm confused. Or laffed.

AndrewRogue: *lagged

Dark Japheth: Lagged.

Dark Japheth: You are in a bar in Tamerand...

Dark Japheth: and naturally, Niniel is sitting there, drinking ale, listening to the rather quiet music of the Boggards.

AndrewRogue: *relaxes, reclining in a chair meditating. Or sleeping. Who knows?*

Sarcazmo47: Skocion is seems quiet, as well, actually.

Sarcazmo47: *seems

coughingpuppy: After a time, Riannon nudges Landus. "Hey. I talked to one of the druid circles around here for you."

AndrewRogue: *opens an eye* "Oh? What was the news?"

coughingpuppy: "Not much, unless you can move your sister. A druid I know said he might be able to help her if she was brought to him there. From what you said, though, sounds like she can't move around much.

coughingpuppy: So I'll keep asking."

AndrewRogue: "I'll fly her here myself if he thinks he can help."

Dark Japheth: "My wings are yours, Landus. I would help you fly your sister here."

coughingpuppy: "I'm not sure how much he could do, but I figure it's worth a shot."

Sarcazmo47: Skocion drums his fingers on his glass but doesn't speak.

AndrewRogue: *sighs* "I hate to think this'd be another waste though." *he sits up properly* "We got any pressing buisness boss?"

Sarcazmo47: Skocion doesn't answer for a moment, then jerks his head up. "What?"

coughingpuppy: "Don't know until you try." She turns her attention to Skocion, as well, with a slight frown. "You okay, there?"

AndrewRogue: "You all right boss? You seeme a bit... out there."

Sarcazmo47: "Huh? Oh, I'm fine. Just thinking. What are we doing?"

AndrewRogue: "I was wondering if we had any pressing buisness."

Sarcazmo47: "Ah, no. Not that I can remember. Did you have something you wanted to do?"

AndrewRogue: "Rii says one of the druids might be able to do something. I was wondering if I could get a few days off to see about moving my sis."

Sarcazmo47: "Of course. But why not have her teleported?"

AndrewRogue: "Eh heh! You're a genius boss... but who'd do it?"

Dark Japheth: Niniel chugs and finishes her ale, and calls to the bartender to get another.

Dark Japheth: "Do you know anyone, Skocion, or do I need to use my connections in Perenolde?"

Sarcazmo47: "Why don't you help him out, Niniel? For companion's sake."

Sarcazmo47: He grins, but it's halfhearted.

Sarcazmo47: He's obviously distracted.

Dark Japheth: "I can... I can have it arranged. I have a connection or two in Perenolde."

Dark Japheth: "And in Penobscot, as well."

Sarcazmo47: Hey, does everyone else realize that we've only had one minor combat so far in this campaign?

Dark Japheth: "Where was she, again?" She empties her second mug of ale.

Dark Japheth: Yes.

Sarcazmo47: I find that amusing. Excellent, and amusing.

AndrewRogue: "She stays in my flat on the lower end of of the city."

Dark Japheth: "Which city?" She asks, slightly drunk and thus impatient.

AndrewRogue: "Eh heh... never did tell you where I'm from. Penobscot."

coughingpuppy: "Well, if you guys are going to be gone for a couple of days, I'm sure Skocion and Krist and I can find enough to do around here. Though you look like you could use a couple of days off, Skocion."

Sarcazmo47: He shakes his head. "I feel much better, than you."

Sarcazmo47: "I'm feeling....restless, I suppose."

coughingpuppy: "Yeah? How's that?"

Dark Japheth: "Then lets all go, hmm? I'm ready? You ready?" Niniel finishes her third ale.

Sarcazmo47: Skocion looks thoughtful, shrugs, and downs his wine. "Why not? Let's go."

coughingpuppy: "Might as well."

AndrewRogue: "I could use some exercise."

Dark Japheth: Niniel stands up, and stumbles, laughing, then stands up again. "Alright. Lets go. I'll pay for the room."

Dark Japheth: "zzz."

Dark Japheth: "Rooms."

Dark Japheth: She chortles.

Sarcazmo47: "Wait."

Dark Japheth: "...what what what?" She looks at Skocion.

Sarcazmo47: He steps over and takes her elbow, gently leading her back to her seat.

Dark Japheth: She sits down. "What?"

coughingpuppy: Riannon grins. "Somebody doesn't hold her beer very well."

Sarcazmo47: "Are you sure you don't want some more ale first?"

AndrewRogue: *raises and eyebrow at Skoc*

Dark Japheth: "You know, I probably would. Yessh. Yes. I would."

Sarcazmo47: "More ale!"

Sarcazmo47: He calls for the local barkeep.

Dark Japheth: She smiles. "You are nice to me Skocion. Why are you being nice?"

Sarcazmo47: "Because I want something, of course." He grins.

Dark Japheth: "...what do you want?" She smiles, but weakly, and her wings cover up her cleavage and body almost instantly.

Sarcazmo47: "I want you to trust me. I think it's important for traveling companions to trust each other. Do you trust me, Niniel?"

Sarcazmo47: He pushes the arriving ale toward her.

Dark Japheth: She takes hold of it with her hand, and sips it gently. "...yeah. I guess, why?"

Sarcazmo47: "Oh, I don't know. It's just seemed to me that you've been a little wary of me, and I'm afraid that it might be my fault."

Dark Japheth: "Itsh not your fault."

Sarcazmo47: "No? I'm glad."

Dark Japheth: She slurs her words, in such a way that I am having difficulties figuring out exactly how to slur them.

Sarcazmo47: "Niniel, I sometimes have trouble trusting you, and that makes me sad."

Sarcazmo47: "It's because you're not nice to us."

coughingpuppy: Riannon frowns and watches the two of them, wondering what brought this on. Other than the fact that the girl's drunk.

Sarcazmo47: Wait for it. He has a point.

AndrewRogue: *watches... damn well knowing what Skoc is doing*

Dark Japheth: "I am sooooo nice to you all. Landus, aren't I nice? I even let the frog sculpt me and I don't let anyone sculpt me."

Dark Japheth: "Unless they serve me." She drinks a little more.

Sarcazmo47: "But Niniel. It's not nice to lie."

Sarcazmo47: "And you lie to us a lot."

Dark Japheth: She laughs. "You can't, or you would!"

Dark Japheth: She smiles. "I need a cigarette. After this." She finishes off the last few sips of ale.

Sarcazmo47: "Would I? To people I travel with? To people that trust me? Have not been nice to you?"

Sarcazmo47: Skocion pushes another mug her way.

Sarcazmo47: *Have I

AndrewRogue: *gently puts a hand in the way of it*

Sarcazmo47: Skocion shoots Landus a look that could harpoon a man to a dock.

Dark Japheth: "No, I need a smoke." She tries to roll a cigarette, but finds that she can't.

AndrewRogue: "C'mon boss. Public drunkeness is one hell of a disgrace."

Dark Japheth: "Mind if you took care of this hon?" She smiles at Landus, and pushes the paper and tobacco to him.

Sarcazmo47: "Niniel. Why do you lie to me? Why do you lie to Landus?"

Dark Japheth: "Can't help it. I have to."

Sarcazmo47: "Why do you have to?"

Dark Japheth: She doesn't answer, and waits for her cigarette to be rolled.

Sarcazmo47: He shrugs.

Sarcazmo47: And pushes the mug in front of her while Landus rolls the cigarette.

AndrewRogue: *does so with a sigh*

Dark Japheth: She lights it up barely, takes a drag, and then another sip of ale.

Sarcazmo47: "Who else has sculpted you?"

Dark Japheth: She does not set down the glass for a little bit, draining it more and more.

Dark Japheth: "A girl. Someone. I don't remember her name, actually.."

Dark Japheth: "I remember the first time she came into church, though!"

Sarcazmo47: "When was that?"

Dark Japheth: "She was so smiley, so full of joy. It broke my heart that she had to be broken, and I was the one to do it. But who else would?"

Dark Japheth: "A while ago. Couple of years."

Sarcazmo47: "Why did you let her sculpt you?"

Sarcazmo47: And time passes...

Dark Japheth: "She thought I... I was beautiful."

Dark Japheth: "I had not known how I looked like until I saw the sculpture. I wept."

Dark Japheth: She chugs more.

Dark Japheth: She's about... another glass away from total unconsciousness and incoherence.

Dark Japheth: :P

coughingpuppy: Riannon is trying to follow this, but she still isn't completely sure what brought it on. "Hey, Skocion, you probably shouldn't give her another."

AndrewRogue: *just looks unusually tense sitting at the table*

Sarcazmo47: "Why did she have to be broken?"

Sarcazmo47: Skocion accepts Riannon's advice.

Dark Japheth: "Why are you asking me so many questions? God, you are so damn irritating."

Sarcazmo47: He doesn't rise to that one, just yet.

Sarcazmo47: He just repeats his question.

Dark Japheth: "It doesn't matter, I'd be dissonant if she didn't. Fucking hell." She stands up, and falls down almost immediately.

Sarcazmo47: Knowledge Whatever?

Dark Japheth: "Fucking. Dissonant. Don't you see? You see, somehow. Thats why you are blind. SO you can see."

Dark Japheth: Sure. Religion.

Dark Japheth: :P

Sarcazmo47: *read the In Nomine thing last night*

Dark Japheth: Good man.

Dark Japheth: :P

*OnlineHost*: Sarcazmo47 rolled 1 20-sided die: 6

Sarcazmo47: 12.

Dark Japheth: Nope.

Dark Japheth: No freaking clue.

AndrewRogue: (Knew I forgot something)

coughingpuppy: ((Can I make a roll too?))

Sarcazmo47: He asks again, very quietly and very calmly.

Sarcazmo47: "Why did you have to break her, Niniel?"

Dark Japheth: "It was my place. It is the du... du... job! job of the strong to ensure that those beneath them have fear."

Dark Japheth: "it is better to be hated than loved, or so I thought. So some things should be done."

Sarcazmo47: His voice gets even softer. "What are you afraid of?"

Dark Japheth: "Nothing." She laughs. "Nothing scares me."

AndrewRogue: *finally sighs and stands up and at least sets her back in her chair*

Dark Japheth: "If you saw things the way I do, ant, you'd understand."

Dark Japheth: "No. No." She protests, and keeps leaning.

Sarcazmo47: "Where does your blood come from, Niniel?"

Dark Japheth: "Now then. I'm... I'm going to pay. I'm then going to sleep."

Dark Japheth: "My father."

Sarcazmo47: Skocion stands bolt upright, knocking his chair over backwards.

Dark Japheth: "The greatest sorce... sorce... mage to ever walk the earth."

Sarcazmo47: "WHERE DOES YOUR FUCKING BLOOD COME FROM, NINIEL?"

Sarcazmo47: "WHERE?"

Dark Japheth: She looks at you, her brown eyes almost aflame. "I fucking told you. My father. That won't work on me. Don't even try. I am protected."

Dark Japheth: "Specifically."

Dark Japheth: "Specially."

Dark Japheth: "Specifically."

Dark Japheth: "Goddamnit."

Dark Japheth: "Fuck it. Landus, help me."

Dark Japheth: She walks, stumbling, towards the barkeep.

Sarcazmo47: Skocion turns and walks out of the building.

coughingpuppy: Riannon frowns, then leaves Niniel to Landus and follows Skocion out. "What the hell was that about?"

Sarcazmo47: "She's a bloody liar, Riannon. Everything she tells us. And I don't like it."

Sarcazmo47: I mean....look at her. Everything about her."

Sarcazmo47: "Her bloods comes from outside."

AndrewRogue: "God damn..." *throws her arm over his shoulder gritting his teeth*

Dark Japheth: Niniel more or less pays for the room, and finishes off that last bit of beer. And then passes out completely, in about thirty five seconds, in Landus' arms.

Sarcazmo47: He waves his arm vaguely as he says it.

coughingpuppy: "I don't doubt that. But if she isn't telling us, she probably has a good reason for it. Might not even be important. Either that or it's something she gets judged for by people who know, maybe."

Dark Japheth: Poor bard.

Dark Japheth: Poor freaking bard.

Sarcazmo47: Skocion sighs. "...maybe. Maybe you're right. Maybe she's not our enemy. But how can we know, if she won't stop lying?"

Sarcazmo47: "In the meantime, here's a riddle for you."

coughingpuppy: "Never been much good at them, but go ahead."

Sarcazmo47: "Who was the greatest mage that ever lived?"

Dark Japheth: Knowledge History, Religion, or Arcana.

coughingpuppy: Religion.

*OnlineHost*: coughingpuppy rolled 1 20-sided die: 12

*OnlineHost*: Sarcazmo47 rolled 2 20-sided dice: 20 8

Dark Japheth: History, DC 12. Religion, 16. Arcana, 10.

coughingpuppy: 15. Damn.

Sarcazmo47: I make religion AND arcana!

coughingpuppy: "Some tiefling or other. Could control flame and stuff. I don't know too much about actual magic. Can't remember his name."

Sarcazmo47: "Japheth Bloodfire?"

coughingpuppy: "Yeah, that might be it."

coughingpuppy: "What's it have to do with anything?"

Sarcazmo47: He shakes his head slowly. "I don't know."

coughingpuppy: "Who gave you the riddle?"

Sarcazmo47: "Go check on the others. I'll meet with you in the morning."

Sarcazmo47: "Niniel is a riddle. And her answer is more riddles."

coughingpuppy: "Maybe Landus can get more out of her eventually."

Sarcazmo47: "Landus is not thinking with the right part of his body."

Sarcazmo47: He shakes his head after he says it.

AndrewRogue: (But that part is always right!)

AndrewRogue: (It told me the lucky lotto numbers!)

Sarcazmo47: "That....was unnecessary. I revoke my statement."

coughingpuppy: Riannon grins. "Don't worry about it, you're probably right. I'm sure he talks to her, though. He might find something out."

Sarcazmo47: "I'll see you in the morning. Keep them out of trouble."

Sarcazmo47: And he starts to walk away.

Dark Japheth: And cut to Landus and Niniel in the inn room.

Dark Japheth: Niniel is crying.

AndrewRogue: I thought she had passed out <_<

Dark Japheth: She has.

Dark Japheth: have you not dealt with alchoholics, before?

Dark Japheth: And severe drunkedness?

AndrewRogue: Nah. My friends are the typical dumbass drunks.

Dark Japheth: Ah.

Dark Japheth: Alrighty, an explanation.

Dark Japheth: You may be passed out.

Dark Japheth: But that merely means you just don't move.

Dark Japheth: You speak, sometimes.

Dark Japheth: Scream, a little, depending on the crap you've done.

Dark Japheth: Cry, probably, after you are done heaving.

Dark Japheth: But she's conscious, in all respects, just almost unable to move and severely mentally impaired.

Dark Japheth: "...why does Skocion hate me?"

AndrewRogue: *sighs awkwasrly* "Look... he doesn't hate you."

Dark Japheth: "He does, he hates me, he hates me more than father!"

Dark Japheth: "Father hated everything, he loved me best, but he hated me most, and he loved me most... and hated me most.."

Dark Japheth: She cries.

AndrewRogue: "Look... ah... its no good when you're like this. Hate drunks."

AndrewRogue: *he leans up against the wall and does the only thing he can really think of... he hums.*

Dark Japheth: "...do you hate me?"

Dark Japheth: She has tears in her big, beautiful almost anime-esque brown eyes.

AndrewRogue: (Am I a sap magnet?)

Dark Japheth: Not YET.

Dark Japheth: You aren't cuddlebitch until you have become one in real life

Dark Japheth: its frustrating in real life, damn near INFURIATING in game.

Dark Japheth: :p

AndrewRogue: *he sighs* "Naw Nin... I don't hate you. Now go to sleep."

Dark Japheth: "I don't wanna!" She pounds her hand on the bed. "I want to.. talk." She looks at you.

AndrewRogue: "Then speak."

Dark Japheth: "Why don't you hate me?"

AndrewRogue: "I dunno really. I hate a lot of people."

Dark Japheth: "I feel that."

Dark Japheth: "You don't hate me, though. I'm a drunk and a liar." She cries.

AndrewRogue: "Skocion got you drunk. And Nin... you don't lie well. You'd be better off refusing to answer then lying."

Dark Japheth: She smiles. "I won't lie to you."

Sarcazmo47: Skocion got you drunk.

Sarcazmo47: Pah!

Dark Japheth: "Not anymore. I promise."

Dark Japheth: "Ok?" She smiles at you weakly, and then turns down to look at her clothes.

AndrewRogue: *he rests his head against the wall, trying to minimize the headache forming* "You won't remember in the morning."

Dark Japheth: "I will remember. I'm not that drunk. Plus, if I forget, I'll just take your memories of the night and figure out what happened."

Dark Japheth: She laughs

AndrewRogue: "Good to know I'm useful."

Dark Japheth: She undoes the string holding the bodice tight, and then smiles. "I can finally breathe."

Dark Japheth: She takes a deep breath.

Dark Japheth: And another.

Dark Japheth: And is greatly amused.

Dark Japheth: She lays down, on the bed, her eyes wide open.

AndrewRogue: "You must be able to hold your breathe quite a while."

Dark Japheth: "You get used to these things eventually. I wish I was home, robes all the time, none of this bodice shit."

Dark Japheth: She sighs

AndrewRogue: *shrugs* "Then don't wear the stupid thing."

Dark Japheth: She laughs."

Dark Japheth: "Ok. Why don't you take off your pants?" She begins tugging at your belt.

Sarcazmo47: Yeah, why not?

Dark Japheth: "It just isnt done. Pants are the fashion. So are bodices."

Dark Japheth: She is still laying down. "My head feels heavy."

Sarcazmo47: What crazy man keeps his pants on when a woman takes her bodice off?

Dark Japheth: (We are taking a break in half an hour. Sound ok?)

coughingpuppy: ((Yep.))

Dark Japheth: She just untied it. Now, its like having an unbuttoned shirt on top of a non-buttoned shirt.

AndrewRogue: (Fine with me.)

Dark Japheth: Let me find a picture to somehow demonstrate.

Dark Japheth: GOOD CAUSE NOBODY HAD A CHOICE.

Sarcazmo47: *dies laughing*

Dark Japheth: http://not-the-hub.mit.edu/meghanm/garb/reversible-bodice.jpg

Dark Japheth: Center string is untied

Dark Japheth: however

coughingpuppy: ((You wear a shirt under a bodice. All a bodice does is make the shirt form-fitting.))

Dark Japheth: http://not-the-hub.mit.edu/meghanm/garb/dark-bodice.jpg

Dark Japheth: Yes.

Dark Japheth: See, Staci understands

coughingpuppy: ((And they are damn uncomfortable.))

Dark Japheth: The shirt is called a Schmis, I think

AndrewRogue: Ooooh, I get it.

Dark Japheth: Yeah.

Dark Japheth: *wore one on a bet*

coughingpuppy: ((Chamise.))

Dark Japheth: Chamise

Dark Japheth: Ok, however the hell its spelled

Dark Japheth: I only worked ren faire once.

Dark Japheth: :P

AndrewRogue: I'm thinking brassiere, not bodice.

Dark Japheth: Right. :P

Dark Japheth: Now then.

Dark Japheth: We all understand?

Dark Japheth: :P

Dark Japheth: Or do we need to get into more discussion as to the exact nature of renaissance clothing

AndrewRogue: Nah. I'm good.

Dark Japheth: Goody

AndrewRogue: "Its your perogative Nin. You should sleep if your head feels heacy."

Dark Japheth: "You are probably the nicest man I've ever met."

Dark Japheth: "Nobody else, not even father, didn't take ad...advant... didn't sleep with me when I was drunk and couldn't resist."

Dark Japheth: She closes her eyes and whispers to herself.

AndrewRogue: Listen'd

AndrewRogue: and Sense'd

Dark Japheth: Just roll teh sense

*OnlineHost*: AndrewRogue rolled 1 20-sided die: 1

Dark Japheth: she's not actively concealing it from you

AndrewRogue: BOO YA

Dark Japheth: SHE'S OBVIOUSLY KARNAGE REBORN INTO A FEMALE FORM BENT ON DESTROYING THE WO... no you just have no freaking clue

AndrewRogue: "..."

Dark Japheth: Everyone ready for the morning?

Sarcazmo47: Blam!

coughingpuppy: Yep.

Dark Japheth: FUCKING WRONG

Dark Japheth: Because

Dark Japheth: Ri gets a dream.

Dark Japheth: :P

Sarcazmo47: DUN DUN DUN DUN DUN DUN

coughingpuppy: Yay!

Dark Japheth: Just you this time.

AndrewRogue: Yay!

Dark Japheth: You are whisked, somewhere. A jungle, perhaps. No. A jungle, in spirit, but a desert in reality.

Dark Japheth: You feel the earth weeping that this place is not as nature intended it.

Dark Japheth: A man sits atop an iron throne, laughing. THe man has only half flesh- the other half of his body is skeletal, and somewhat bloody.

Dark Japheth: He laughs, and points at a druid of the desert- how rare they are!- and the man dissolves into dust.

Dark Japheth: The lich gazes about... and then falters. A katana has suddenly stabbed into its chest... where a small, clockwork heart was beating.

Dark Japheth: A form shimmers into view, and removes his katana...

Dark Japheth: His hair is long, and white- tied back in a ponytail. His skin is pale, almost to the degree of Skocion's extremely pale skin. His eyes are a dancing green.

Dark Japheth: His ears, pointed at the tips, indicates elven heritage.

Dark Japheth: He is dressed in fine clothing- what you all spent on magical equipment is probably the cost of that leather coat he's wearing. Red leather.

Sarcazmo47: Liches are ghey.

Dark Japheth: The man with white hair looks at you. "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

Dark Japheth: "And why aren't you tangible?"

Dark Japheth: He sheathes his katana in an aching prettyboy fashion.

Sarcazmo47: Shcwing!

Sarcazmo47: Hey, look, it's the good characters we're supposed to be playing!

coughingpuppy: Riannon studies him for a moment, confused. "I'm Riannon...I don't know what I'm doing here." As to the last question, she looks at her own hands as though expecting them to be transluscent.

Dark Japheth: (Oh, and randomly- I suggest you PC's save up every dream sequence, if not the logs.)

Dark Japheth: They aren't. But the man touches your shoulder, or tries, and his hand passes.

Dark Japheth: "A dreamwalker. Hmm. I haven't encountered one before, but I've read of them."

coughingpuppy: "A what?"

Dark Japheth: "Dreamwalker. You prowl the world in dreams. Common among druids who have the chance to lead the druids."

Dark Japheth: "And elves, too." He spits.

coughingpuppy: "But where the hell am I?"

Dark Japheth: "Aydindril."

Dark Japheth: "The high mages council."

Dark Japheth: "I am the Marquis Queklain de Il'phuk'ihr." He offers his hand to shake yours.

Sarcazmo47: *cries*

Sarcazmo47: *has read AND logs*

AndrewRogue: (OH GOD UBER POWERFUL DMPC

AndrewRogue: )

AndrewRogue: <_<

coughingpuppy: Riannon extends a hand to shake too, despite the fact that his hand passes through hers. "Yeah. Nice to meet you. I'm Riannon, like I said. And...I'm supposed to be going places when I'm asleep, like this?"

Dark Japheth: (If anyone recognizes queklain.)

Dark Japheth: "No."

Dark Japheth: "But you do."

Dark Japheth: "You part elf?"

coughingpuppy: "Uh...not that I know of, no."

Dark Japheth: "Strange. Is this a new thing, or an old thing reborn?"

Dark Japheth: "The wheel is turning, hearts are burning, whats worth learning is never free."

Dark Japheth: "Never free. Never."

Dark Japheth: He shudders, and turns away. "Why do I see you now? In your dream, and my reality? Why have you come here, to me?"

coughingpuppy: "Your guess is as good as mine."

Dark Japheth: "The question burns my soul."

coughingpuppy: "This just started happening, if that helps."

Dark Japheth: "Did it, now? Did you eat something? Like the heart of a quasit? Or perhaps you had a snack of gluons."

Dark Japheth: "No, thats nuclear weak force."

Dark Japheth: "What of neutrons? No. Neutrons wouldn't do this. Magicons, maybe. Gravitons? No. Hmm."

Sarcazmo47: The cooked flesh of an imp, it was.

Dark Japheth: "Hmmmm."

Dark Japheth: "Strange. Strange, strange tidings you bring by your mere existence!"

coughingpuppy: "Glad I could stir things up, I guess. But I have no idea what the hell you're on about."

Dark Japheth: He leaps into the air, and touches the ceiling. "I'll be back one day. Remember me. Remember. Who am I? I am the jester. I am the manipulator. I am the savage prince."

Dark Japheth: "I am the demon tree! I am a horrific miscarriage! My mother gave birth while I was still too young, I had the spark though and lived!"

AndrewRogue: (You're Ex-Death?)

Dark Japheth: "I am PAIN! I am the master manipulator to ants on the checkerboard!"

Sarcazmo47: It's Saminga!

coughingpuppy: "You're fuckin' crazy. But I'll remember you."

Sarcazmo47: IT'S GREEEEEEL!

Dark Japheth: He has gone completely freaking insane, gibbering to himself.

Dark Japheth: "The soul rot, the soul rot, the soul rot."

Dark Japheth: "The imp, thats what caused it, the imp, the imp made me like I am. The imps. The imps did it."

Dark Japheth: "One by one, the demons steal my sanity!"

coughingpuppy: "Who's the imp?"

Dark Japheth: How much longer do you listen to the insane marquis prattle on while being a pretty boy?

AndrewRogue: (ARGH! MARQUIS)

Dark Japheth: "Belphegor. My familiar. He got eaten by an imp. The imp took his shape and name, and nobody told me. Nobody."

Dark Japheth: "When I found out, I ate him."

Dark Japheth: "Ha. Ha! Hahahaha!"

Dark Japheth: "The irony. I gained his strength, his knowledge."

Dark Japheth: "Thothy loves me."

Dark Japheth: He breaks into song, the song Jesus loves me, but replace Jesus with Thothy.

Dark Japheth: He cackles madly.

Dark Japheth: And then begins crying.

coughingpuppy: Riannon does the verbal version of the "...".

Dark Japheth: "..gods... why... why does it always strike me..."

coughingpuppy: "Uh, heh. Okay, I guess if Thothy upsets you you shouldn't talk about him anymore."

Dark Japheth: "My cross is too heavy. Taketh this cup from my lips."

coughingpuppy: "What cup?"

Dark Japheth: "For dust we art, and unto dust shall we return."

Dark Japheth: "The cup of pain."

Sarcazmo47: He's a freaking demonologist, already!

Dark Japheth: "I am forced to drink of it."

Dark Japheth: "Its meraphor."

Sarcazmo47: Stupid sorcerers.

Dark Japheth: *metaphor

Dark Japheth: He's not a sorceror.

Dark Japheth: Not in the Dark Ages.

Dark Japheth: He's worse. Nastier. Meaner.

Dark Japheth: and.

coughingpuppy: "You're forced to?"

Dark Japheth: At this point.... the man cries. "Go away. I am shamed in your presence. Why it took now, only God in his ultimate wisdom shall know."

Dark Japheth: "Why I felt the voices, and why they spoke now, only the Master of Evil shall ever know."

Dark Japheth: He waves his hand... and you awaken.

Dark Japheth: And I take my break.

Sarcazmo47: QUEKLAIN'D

AndrewRogue: I'm going to slide over to my fridge. I believe we have Chinese food.

Dark Japheth: And now I take my thirty minute break.

coughingpuppy: Well, that was nice and weird.

Dark Japheth: I bet.

Sarcazmo47: You KNOW anyone with Marquis rank exists to screw you over.

Dark Japheth: Nope.

Sarcazmo47: :-D

Dark Japheth: Queklain is helpful

Dark Japheth: if fucking insane.

Dark Japheth: Help him through insanity

Dark Japheth: and he is a great ally.

Dark Japheth: Or be nasty and get dark side points by convincing him that you are the cause of his insanity, and only by serving him can it be cured.

Dark Japheth: His insanity is due to low wisdom, by the by. >.>

Sarcazmo47: Dark Side points!

Dark Japheth: brb!

Sarcazmo47: Soul Rot will do that.

Dark Japheth: You read way too many of the old logs.

Sarcazmo47: Hah!

Dark Japheth: For the record.

Dark Japheth: Queklain's history will be readily accessable to anyone who seeks out knowledge of him.

Dark Japheth: He's a powerful noble in the noble houses of Rivas Kul.

Dark Japheth: Despite being male.

Dark Japheth: Then again, to find out the most about him, one would have to go back to Rivas Kul.

Dark Japheth: And if Skocion does so

Dark Japheth: ....he's going to get more lovin.

Dark Japheth: Anyway, really, brb.

Dark Japheth: Hey guys.

Sarcazmo47: Hey what?

Dark Japheth: Guess what is 6'1, weighs 170 pounds, rocks as a DM, and is back and ready whenever you guys are (even if its fifteen minutes early)?

Sarcazmo47: Lucas Keefer?

Sarcazmo47: No, wait, he's taller than that.

AndrewRogue: A baby in a blender!

Dark Japheth: Its me, actually.

Dark Japheth: And it reminds me of something.

Sarcazmo47: That was my next guess.

AndrewRogue: Wow. You weigh less than me, but are a couple inches taller I think O_o

Dark Japheth: For particularly nasty, vile, cruel, or wicked deeds... I will be awarding Vile points.

Dark Japheth: I'm actually lying, I'm like, 174.

Dark Japheth: And I'm only six one when I stand up straight.

Sarcazmo47: Vile points. Like Dark Side points?

Dark Japheth: LIKE dark side points.

AndrewRogue: I'm pretty sure I'm in the solid 180's <_<

Dark Japheth: Basically awarded for pretty freaking cruel behavior.

Dark Japheth: You know how Hero Points work in Alex's game?

Sarcazmo47: But we don't earn Vile points.

Sarcazmo47: We don't have Vile characters.

Sarcazmo47: We have evil characters, but they're not very vile.

Dark Japheth: If you are evil, and commit an act I consider evil.

Dark Japheth: This is true.

Dark Japheth: Right now.

Dark Japheth: I'm just telling you and making you aware of the possibilty.

Dark Japheth: Vile points can be used to reroll a die roll you make, or that an opponent makes on you directly.

Dark Japheth: If it rerolls a die you make, take the higher number (it can only be used for an attack, a nasty diplomacy or bluff check, and so on). If it affect an opponent

Dark Japheth: It will make them reroll and take the lower.

Sarcazmo47: And what are the effects on a character who earns and uses vile points?

Sarcazmo47: Do they become more machine now than man?

Dark Japheth: You can use them to prolong status effects you inflict on opponents, or if they are within the death range (-5 - -9), they instantly die.

Dark Japheth: No.

Dark Japheth: However.

Dark Japheth: Vile points are powerful things, and almost measured. Villains might have them, allies might, and so on.

Dark Japheth: Almost, but not entirely, tangible.

Sarcazmo47: So, if there are Hero points, and Vile points, are there Anti-Hero points?

Dark Japheth: If you have more vile points, you are literally tempted by the devil. I gain free reign to have devils and demons summoned aside you to 'help' or hinder you...

Dark Japheth: No. Neutral people don't get luck.

Dark Japheth: I don't like neutrals.

Dark Japheth: At least with good and evil, you know where they stand.

Dark Japheth: But with neutrals...

Sarcazmo47: But we're Anti-Heros!

AndrewRogue: *hums innocently*

Dark Japheth: Are you really?

Sarcazmo47: And I dare you to call Skocion not evil.

Sarcazmo47: Hell yes!

Dark Japheth: No. Anti-heroes are loners, antisocial to the extreme, motivated by their own inner desires.

Sarcazmo47: Awww.

Dark Japheth: Who works for money? Villains. :P

Sarcazmo47: Hush.

coughingpuppy: But Ri doesn't work for money! Not really.

coughingpuppy: Only because she needs it.

Dark Japheth: But does she have a spell from the book of vile darkness?

coughingpuppy: Well, yes. Two, actually.

Dark Japheth: And use it? Does she actively fight and slaughter people for the slightest transgression against nature?

Sarcazmo47: Corrupt spells, if I'm not mistaken.

coughingpuppy: So does Greenpeace!

Dark Japheth: Bad example. Greenpeace is Chaotic Evil.

AndrewRogue: Greenpeace is eeeevil

Dark Japheth: And headed by a demon known as Goratrix

Dark Japheth: His title is "He who does not answer phone calls."

Dark Japheth: Now then. Is everybody ready?

coughingpuppy: Sure am.

Dark Japheth: Alrighty.

AndrewRogue: *looks at Chinese food eaten* Yep

Dark Japheth: ~-~-~Resume~-~-~

Dark Japheth: Niniel rolls over way after sunrise. "Nooooooo." and not wanting to wake up.

Dark Japheth: Gorth is passing out. Anyone else up? :P

coughingpuppy: I'm awake.

Dark Japheth: Or should gorth get coffee. And stay up.

Sarcazmo47: Wait a sex.

Sarcazmo47: *sex

Dark Japheth: Good, ok, I wait.

Sarcazmo47: *sec

Dark Japheth: lol

Sarcazmo47: That's the one.

AndrewRogue: *Landus would be downstairs eating breakfast* (XD)

Dark Japheth: Goody. And Ri is off talking to the marquis. Not really, she wakes up, probably before any of j00.

Dark Japheth: Can Skocion and Landus RP at least a little? >.>

Sarcazmo47: Wait, foo.

Sarcazmo47: On the phone.

Dark Japheth: Bah, mmkay.

AndrewRogue: (Sorry, I needed to kick my brain into action there.)

Sarcazmo47: OKAY

Sarcazmo47: Locked and loaded.

AndrewRogue: All right then.

AndrewRogue: So rawr, people are downstairs?

Dark Japheth: A few.

Dark Japheth: Mostly drinking coffee.

Sarcazmo47: Skocion arrives back early. He's wearing a new outfit - white, trimmed in crimson. He's got a new hat, this one with a gold feather and, again, symbols stiched in yellow thread. It's generally a bit poofier around the wrists

Sarcazmo47: and ankles than his normal clothes, but otherwise similar.

Sarcazmo47: It's made of a much nicer material.

AndrewRogue: "Nice outfit boss."

Sarcazmo47: He just smiles and sits to wait for everyone to get their asses in gear.

Sarcazmo47: And taking on a triple espresso, because he's living on the edge, dammit.

coughingpuppy: Riannon eventually wanders downstairs, looking sleepy.

AndrewRogue: *happilly munches on bacon/sasuge/ham/whatever they got here* "Less distracted this morning?"

Sarcazmo47: "I hope so."

Sarcazmo47: "If not closer to answers."

AndrewRogue: "That's a good thing. Where'd you go last night anyway?"

AndrewRogue: "Morning Rii."

Sarcazmo47: He smiles. "Visitng friends."

coughingpuppy: She mumbles something like a greeting and takes some juice from the bar, looking at the glass more than she's drinking it.

AndrewRogue: "Not sleep well?"

coughingpuppy: "Nah. But I'm okay." She takes a sip of the juice. "Who'd you go see, anyway, Skocion?"

Sarcazmo47: "Old friend of mine. Cleric. I knew a few of them."

AndrewRogue: *chuckles*

AndrewRogue: Renault sucks <_<

AndrewRogue: ...wrong chat

Sarcazmo47: Bwahaha!

Sarcazmo47: Take that, DL.

coughingpuppy: She seems satisfied with that and goes back to sipping the juice.

AndrewRogue: "So what sort of answers did you get boss? Or, at least, get closer to?"

Sarcazmo47: Skocion grins a bit.

Sarcazmo47: "On a matter of angels, Landus. It was very insightful."

AndrewRogue: *chuckles* "You talking with folks about angels?"

Sarcazmo47: Skocion grins some more. "I talked to them about Niniel. So yes."

coughingpuppy: "I dunno why she fascinates you so much."

Sarcazmo47: "The question she never answered, Riannon. Where her blood comes from. Not from who, but from where."

AndrewRogue: *breaks into actual laughter*

Sarcazmo47: "It comes from Outside."

Sarcazmo47: Skocion raises an eyebrow at that.

Sarcazmo47: And drinks his espresso.

AndrewRogue: "Eh heh... sorry boss. Funny thought that. Continue on. What is this 'outside?'"

Sarcazmo47: He smiles.

Sarcazmo47: "I don't know. It's just what I see."

coughingpuppy: Riannon thinks to ask how he sees it, but, at risk of offending him, keeps silent and nurses the glass of juice.

Sarcazmo47: Metaphorically.

Dark Japheth: Niniel comes down the stairs, grabs a mug of coffee, and then sits down, silently, without a word, next to Landus.

Sarcazmo47: Skocion is downright cheery.

AndrewRogue: "It all goes over my head boss. No offense, but if you're blind, what do you see?"

Sarcazmo47: "Good morning!"

Sarcazmo47: Skocion arches his eyebrows at Landus. "Like you said, Landus. I'm blind."

coughingpuppy: Riannon, seeing that Niniel is now downstairs, decides that a change of subject is in order. "Anyway. Any of you guys ever heard of a guy named Queklain?"

Dark Japheth: Niniel nods, clumsily. "Yeah."

Dark Japheth: "Nobleman, Rivas Kul. Fallen elf."

Dark Japheth: "Yeah, heard of him. NEver met him. Why?"

coughingpuppy: "Huh. Just curious. I thought I should find out some stuff about him."

AndrewRogue: "You know him or something Rii?"

coughingpuppy: She considers, then shakes her head. "No, not really. Or at least not enough to really...eh, nevermind. Can't tell you too much at this point, I don't even know myself. But it's a good idea for me to find out stuff."

AndrewRogue: "Well then, I'll be sure to tell you if I hear anything."

coughingpuppy: "Well, if he's a nobleman in Rivas Kul I bet I could go there. Maybe I'll go while the rest of you are in Penobscot."

AndrewRogue: *practically chokes* "You'd actually go back?"

coughingpuppy: She shrugs. "Not usually. But I think this might be important."

Sarcazmo47: Skocion shifts uncomfortably.

Sarcazmo47: "I mislike the idea of you going alone."

coughingpuppy: She glances at Skocion. "I'll be okay. I doubt I caught as much notice there as the rest of you."

AndrewRogue: "I gotta agree with boss though. That place ain't safe for anyone Rii. Not even you."

coughingpuppy: "I'll just go to the archives or something. I'm not gonna run into much trouble there."

Sarcazmo47: "It's not safe for ANYONE. And...I don't think you'd know who to ask. Or how, frankly."

Sarcazmo47: (And also, splitting up the party leads to massive waiting and suckage. Not that we speak from experience.)

coughingpuppy: She shrugs. "I'll find it somewhere else, then. I'm not gonna ask you guys to go back there."

AndrewRogue: (Of course not)

Sarcazmo47: "Well...I can't stop you from going, Riannon. Nor would I try. But I'd prefer if you at least took a few people with you. And besides, do you really think I'd let you go alone after what I owe you?"

Sarcazmo47: "Come to Penobscot with us. Then we'll have plenty of time to revisit Rivas Kul."

coughingpuppy: "I don't think it's safe for you to go back there, actually. Landus and Krist and I could probably get away with it, maybe Niniel, but you're probably better off keeping out of there."

Dark Japheth: Niniel looks. "Yeah, right."

AndrewRogue: *nods*

Sarcazmo47: "....you may be right, at that. Nonetheless...can it wait a while?"

coughingpuppy: "Of course. It's not all that urgent. Just thought I might get it out of the way while you guys are gone, but I'm fine going along with you instead."

Sarcazmo47: Skocion nods.

Sarcazmo47: "Well...I see no reason to wait. Has everyone eaten?"

coughingpuppy: "Yeah."

AndrewRogue: "I'm good."

Sarcazmo47: "Niniel?"

Dark Japheth: She looks up. "what?"

Sarcazmo47: "Are you planning to eat?"

Dark Japheth: "No, I'll be fine for now."

Dark Japheth: She smiles. "Are we ready? I suspect you two will want to ride."

Sarcazmo47: "Unless you feel like carrying me."

AndrewRogue: *smirking* "I think you'd be a bit much to lug around boss."

Dark Japheth: "I could easily do it. Landus, can you carry Riannon?"

AndrewRogue: *raises an eyebrow* "You serious? Probably but damn, that'd get tiring quick."

Sarcazmo47: Skocion grins. "Excellent, Niniel. I trust you not to drop me."

Sarcazmo47: It's a statement, not a question.

Dark Japheth: I know.

Dark Japheth: Anyway.

Dark Japheth: Normally, the trip over air takes two days.

Dark Japheth: Carrying around PC's makes it three and a half.

coughingpuppy: ((I'll assume Brom waits around in the woods outside Tamerand.))

Sarcazmo47: Why not carry Brom The Rotund Badger as well?

Dark Japheth: Unless YOU want to carry him.

Dark Japheth: Yeah.

coughingpuppy: ((Nah, he can wait.))

AndrewRogue: Eh... Landus could probably do it depedning on how he held Rii.

Sarcazmo47: Riannon is so nice to her badger.

Dark Japheth: (Seventy pounds of badger is, of course, seventy pounds of badger.)

Sarcazmo47: No wonder he's a glutton

Dark Japheth: lol

Dark Japheth: Anyway.

Dark Japheth: You arrive in Penobscot shortly.

Sarcazmo47: Voop.

Dark Japheth: However, I'm beat. So I stop here, and pick up again... how's tomorrow sound?

AndrewRogue: Except if you're the one flapping your wings <_<

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

Sarcazmo47: Sissy.

Sarcazmo47: Yay in-between sessions!

Dark Japheth: Heh.

AndrewRogue: Cut him a lil slack. We've made him run... how many days now?

Dark Japheth: EXP.

Dark Japheth: 500, again.

Sarcazmo47: Skocion poked Niniel like a kid pokes a dead guy with a stick.

Dark Japheth: Yeah.

Dark Japheth: Thoughts?

AndrewRogue: Its fun ^_^

coughingpuppy: I liked this session.

Sarcazmo47: Me too.

Dark Japheth: As opposed to last session which was

Dark Japheth: "rape scream terror horrify"

Dark Japheth: huge GP bonus

Dark Japheth: big XP/Skill bonus

Dark Japheth: RPing = nonexistent

Dark Japheth: Yeah.

Sarcazmo47: GP bonus?

Dark Japheth: I liked this one, too.

Sarcazmo47: OH GOD I AM TRAPPED IN THE GOLD SAUCER

AndrewRogue: This one had some nice RP.

coughingpuppy: Well, no, they were both fun, but I liked the RPing and dialoguing that went on in this one.

AndrewRogue: *nods in agreement*

Sarcazmo47: Yep.

Sarcazmo47: Skocion reveals his inner asshole.

AndrewRogue: Heh.

Dark Japheth: And niniel reveals a lot of crap about her father, herself, and so on.

coughingpuppy: Oh, by the way, Gorth, I sent you an email.

Sarcazmo47: I resent the implication that Skocion got Niniel drunk.

Sarcazmo47: Niniel got Niniel drunk.

coughingpuppy: She was drunk already, he just made it worse.

AndrewRogue: I know :P

Sarcazmo47: He did NOTHING.

Dark Japheth: Gorth has read Riannon's backstory.

Dark Japheth: me likey.

Sarcazmo47: ...

Sarcazmo47: ?

Sarcazmo47: Oh.

Dark Japheth: Me also likey that you guys stopped calling Gorth by his inferior human name, Matt.

AndrewRogue: Matt sounds weird.

Sarcazmo47: It really does.

AndrewRogue: Gorth sounds right.

Sarcazmo47: The only other Matt I know is really fat and sweaty.

Sarcazmo47: And kind of creepy.

coughingpuppy: And hits on me.

Sarcazmo47: And gropes my girlfriend.

AndrewRogue: ...

Sarcazmo47: So...er....anyway.

Sarcazmo47: I am paranoid about combat now

Sarcazmo47: Like this.

Sarcazmo47: *is paranoid*

AndrewRogue: *continues to prove he is incapable of an hoest to goodness bad guy* And yeah, I'm expecting it too :p

Sarcazmo47: Oh come on.

coughingpuppy: I can't make them either, Andrew, it's okay.

Sarcazmo47: Our party is not an evil party.

Sarcazmo47: I mean, is Skocion individually evil? Yes.

Sarcazmo47: Is Riannon? Yes.

Dark Japheth: Is Krist? No.

Sarcazmo47: Is Landus?

Sarcazmo47: No.

Dark Japheth: Is Niniel? Nobody's cast detect evil, so someone guess.

coughingpuppy: I don't think she is.

Sarcazmo47: She is not.

AndrewRogue: If she is, she's a really passive evil.

Sarcazmo47: She's a demon attempting redemption.

Sarcazmo47: At a guess.

coughingpuppy: I do, however, think that at one point she was LE, based on some of the things she said.

Dark Japheth: Heh

Sarcazmo47: I would guess CE, given her affiliation with Sahkmet.

Dark Japheth: Who is NE.

Dark Japheth: :P

Sarcazmo47: Really?

Sarcazmo47: Oh.

Sarcazmo47: Okie dokies!

Sarcazmo47: Anyhoo.

Dark Japheth: (to the tune of pop goes the weasel)

Dark Japheth: He doesn't go out with girls anymore

Dark Japheth: he lives the life of danger

Dark Japheth: He hides in the woods and plays with himself

Dark Japheth: OOOOOPS he's a ranger!

AndrewRogue: ...

AndrewRogue: Gil?

Sarcazmo47: It's Gil!

AndrewRogue: Beat you.

Sarcazmo47: Or...whatever his character's name was....

Dark Japheth: Jacynth

Sarcazmo47: Something...yeah, that!

Dark Japheth: *remembers, because he blatantly just stole my favorite NPC's name and edited it slightly*

coughingpuppy: Bitter, Gorth?

Dark Japheth: Slightly.

Dark Japheth: Anyone here play EQ?

AndrewRogue: I... did

Sarcazmo47: Only a demo.

Dark Japheth: You'll take my aug but I'll take yours too!

coughingpuppy: I never got into it, surprisingly.

Sarcazmo47: The only one of those I ever got into was SW Galaxies.

Dark Japheth: Invisible Cyclops will run you through!

Dark Japheth: While we're waiting for the next attack....

Dark Japheth: afk for cake and you never come back!

Dark Japheth: </lament of the good EQer>

Dark Japheth: Heh

Dark Japheth: Galaxies was fun, I hear

AndrewRogue: *chuckles*

Sarcazmo47: It was okay.

Dark Japheth: I'm too cheap to install it, on my crappy comp, it'd probably go all Death Star and explode on me.

Sarcazmo47: It was cool because my best friend and I played twin brother sleezeball coward con artists.

coughingpuppy: I never liked the concept of playing a game online and paying twice and then paying monthly, which is why I never got into the internet games. I'm a cheapskate.

Dark Japheth: Heh

Dark Japheth: I was cheap, then I moved back home with my parents.

AndrewRogue: EQ was... fun.

AndrewRogue: Sort of.

Dark Japheth: It *is* fun. Sort of.

Dark Japheth: Its a different kind of fun.

AndrewRogue: *still has nightmares about reaching level 11. 5 times. In a row*

AndrewRogue: XP loss blows.

Dark Japheth: 59-61 = pain

Dark Japheth: SO HARD TO GAIN LEVELS

Dark Japheth: A WEEK IN BETWEEN EACH ONE

Sarcazmo47: I hear they're eliminating XP loss in World Of Warcraft.

AndrewRogue: I never made it past 16 -_-

Dark Japheth: So have I.

Dark Japheth: But there is scaling XP loss.

Dark Japheth: In other words, the longer you are in game, the less XP you get

AndrewRogue: I played for like 1.5 years and somehow never got past level 16.

Dark Japheth: so people can't just log on 24/7 and constantly EQ the world out

Dark Japheth: lol

Sarcazmo47: Only for more than 12 hour sessions.

Dark Japheth: Still bad.

Sarcazmo47: Bad?

AndrewRogue: Nobody wanted fucking Rogues in those days -_-

Sarcazmo47: So THAT'S where the second part of your name comes from.

Dark Japheth: Dude

Dark Japheth: Rogues suck.

Dark Japheth: Anyway. If anyone read last nights "random IN nomine amusement"

Dark Japheth: http://www.sjgames.com/in-nomine/articles/fiction/chess.html

AndrewRogue: But if nothing else, it was just fun to EXPLORE in EQ

Sarcazmo47: So who thinks Skocion dual-wielding a spiked chain and a scimitar would be cool?

Dark Japheth: Here is a good piece of fiction relating to it.

Dark Japheth: Yeah.

Sarcazmo47: I do!

Dark Japheth: And fuck yeah.

coughingpuppy: I think it'd be cool too, if slightly creepy.

AndrewRogue: O_o And that would be cool.

Dark Japheth: I think its cool, cause he's blind.

Sarcazmo47: That, too.

Sarcazmo47: *prepares to take fighter levels for the sake of coolness*

AndrewRogue has left the room.

AndrewRogue has entered the room.

coughingpuppy: I should start looking at druid prestige classes sometime soon and see if there might be anything I want to take...

AndrewRogue: Fuck you too AIM.

AndrewRogue: <_<