Post by Aeter on Aug 31, 2012 22:18:53 GMT -6
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Aeter:
Last time, on DRAGON BALL ZEEEEE
Aeter:
Trouble was erupting in Cauldron once more. After their near week off, the party recieved a letter from Captain Terseon Skellerang requesting their assistance in the Town Hall. The group assembled and moved off to speak to the Captain who described a goblin infestation that the city was under. The goblins did nothing too serious yet; mostly petty theft and vandalism... But, soon, danger could be even higher. Every goblin held a ring on their right ear symbolozing their allegiance. Captain Skellerang offered a 5 gold reward for every ring brought back. The party spent the next two days searching. Some went to the Church of St. Cuthbert where they learned valuable information about the location of the goblins' lair. "Ask the red-eyed dwarf, and he'll lie"... and Bruetus, in searching the bars, learned that Orak Stonehaven, a retired dwarf adventurer who lost his right eye several years back and wears an eye patch with a red gem sewn into it, has recently stopped visiting the local ale house all together. Night has fallen, and the party is retiring back to the Drunken Morkoth to speak.
* tadkins made her way back to the Drunken Morkoth as night fell, a clever and smug look of satisfaction crossing her face as she walked down the roads back to the inn.
Ivanika:
"Vell, I suppose.. zhat is a plan at least, yes? Is zhere any more ve vish to see before we try to find zhis Dwarf, Stonehaven?"
Bruetus:
"I'm inclined tae say if we're gonna go see tae this matter, th' sooner's th' better."
Naralon:
"Hi everyone! Did you all have a fruitful day?" she says to her party at the table as she takes a seat.
Ivanika:
"Yes, ve certainly did. Ve have several clues to pursue, most importantly a dwarf to visit who ve have reason to believe may know somethink of zhese goblin attacks."
* Naralon requests a pint of ale from a nearby barmaid. "Oh! That is some good sleuthing. So now we know where we're going next?"
You whisper to Catsin: She was too busy writing dirty letters to Imrien!
* Bruetus nods sagely. "Aye, friend. 'e owns th' bathhouse jus' down th' way - prolly 's'good a place tae find 'im as any."
Elisabetha whispers: YOU JERK I JUST SNORTED COKE!
You whisper to Catsin: XDD
Elisabetha whispers: ....soda*
Ginji:
Shona motioned to the barmaid for a pint of her own as the group unveiled all the information they gathered.
Elisabetha whispers: That sounded so wrong after I typed it
* Naralon smiles slyly to herself. "I wish I came with more information on the current puzzle to offer. I'm afraid my day was rather fruitless."
Ivanika:
(sad.. its been ftp for a while though )
Ivanika:
(I played it)
Zanorin:
(I think its been pretty empty as of late so no reason to keep the server up)
Ivanika:
(Leif loved it )
Aeter:
( No, it was actually pretty full )
Aeter:
( NC Soft just did a "SURPRISE! Bunches of layoffs" )
Ivanika:
(sorry, on my laptop right now, building a computer
)
Shona:
(( )
Elisabetha whispers: Speaking of dirty poems...time to go write more!
You whisper to Catsin: Imrien is going to blush like crazy if she starts calling him her muse instead of puppy.
Elisabetha whispers: Nah, he'll always be Puppy to her.
Elisabetha whispers: WHY ARE WE TALKING ABOUT BELFS? D&D!
Aeter:
You be good and do your roleplays, chil'uns.
* Naralon takes her pint and takes a deep chug. "Alright! So have we decided to take the rest of the night off, or do we want to find Mr. Bathhouse Dwarf tonight?"
Bruetus:
"I'm leanin' towards t'night. Sooner we get this taken care o', th' better off th' city'll be."
Shona:
Shona began to sip on her ale slowly. "So, I think we need to find this Dwarf and maybe find a goblin to interigate."
Shona:
((I suck at spelling. T_T))
Naralon:
(Interigate? I'm afraid I don't know that spell quite yet!)
Aeter:
( Interogate )
Elisabetha:
Are you playing a game right now?
Shona:
((Thanks aeter. Sorry i suck.))
Elisabetha: (( THAT IS NOT THE RIGHT SCREEN! ))
Elisabetha: (( STUPID COMPUTER STOP TABBING ME TO OTHER SCREENS! ))
Shona:
((Omg. PAY ATTENTION CATSIN! IT IS ROLEPLAY TIME!))
Shona:
((So disappoint))
Elisabetha: (( I am paying attention! ))
Shona:
((*Shakes head slowly*))
Zanorin:
(( you can have a game in windowed mode and see the chat box))
Naralon:
"I'm with you guys. The night's still young. We should go have some fun and adventure!"
Ivanika:
Iva nods a bit, sipping a glass of wine, warming her body. "I do not zhink it wise to confront zhis propieter in zhe middle of zhe night, do you?"
Shona:
"I agree. Not the dwarf. But night is when the Goblins strike."
Naralon:
"We could at least go take a look."
Ivanika:
"Vonder zhe night at random, becomming little more zhan t'ree untrained guards, or follow our lead, vell rested, after zhe Sun rises, and people of repute are about zhere days."
Naralon:
"But there are some things we might only be able to learn at night. It's worth a look at least."
Naralon:
"And who knows, maybe we'll catch some goblins in the act on the way."
Shona:
"Iva has a point though. Maybe the Dwarf will have some information as to when and where the goblins will strike next. Instead of wondering around at random."
Shona:
((This was missing.))
Bruetus:
"Hrmm." He nods at Iva. "Mayhaps I am bein' a bit rash. Yeh got th' roit o' it, priestess - wouldnae look good if we were tae go disturbin' th' city in th' middle o' the evenin'."
Ivanika:
Iva shakes her head, suspecting that Naralon did not spend the day walking around town in heels. Then takes another stiffer sip of winel.
* Elisabetha finally chimes in. "Except he'll lie."
Ivanika:
"Vell yes, he vill. Vhich is vhy ve ask him if he knows anyt'ink, yes?"
Shona:
"At least what he says will be a point in the direction not to go."
Elisabetha:
"Unless, of course, what he says he knows is nothing."
Naralon:
"Hrm. Should we just put it to a vote then?"
Ivanika:
"Zhen of course he does, yes Elizabet?"
* Elisabetha shrugs. "Or we could send someone to watch him."
Shona:
Shona called for another pint. Eyeing the barmaid longer than usual, then returned to the conversation."
Naralon:
"Which of you wants to go out and have some fun, excitement and adventure tonight, and which of you wants to be a bunch of boring old coots and stay in tonight?"
Ivanika:
*eyebrow wiggle*
Ivanika:
Iva sips her wine without looking at Naralon.
Shona:
"Well. The night is young enough for me to look for trouble." Here red eyes gleaming with mischief.
* Naralon looks at Shona. "That's two for going out. Anyone else?"
Zanorin:
"I will vote to stay don't exactly know the number of goblins roaming around out there could get overwhelmed."
Shona:
"Anyone but Bruteus. No offense big guy."
Bruetus:
"Tae search, maybe, but nae to speak tae this Orak fella."
Naralon:
"Alright, three to one! Betha and Iva, what are your votes?"
Bruetus:
"I don' think there'd be 'nough goblins tae be a real threat, lad." He looks over at Zanorin. "Th' groups they're in cannae be bigger 'n a few - else how'd they manage tae get in an' out so quick?"
Shona:
"Plus, they are goblins." As the barmaid passed to take care of other customers, Shona's tail brushed her lightly. The mischief in her eyes was now promonate. A smirk on her lips.
Naralon:
"We can surely handle it. We won't be gone long."
Ivanika:
"I zhink you vill accomplish little more zhan tiring yourselves."
* Naralon has a bunch of spells and she wants to use them!
Shona:
((Shona needs to tire herself out one way or another.... >.> . ))
Elisabetha: (( ........ ))
Shona:
((^_^))
* Naralon is 12 and what is this
Bruetus:
"If they're so deadset on goin', though, then I'll go with 'em - tae keep 'em outta trouble, 't'looks like." Shona's mischief, nor Naralon's demeanor, seem to have gone over his head.
Elisabetha: (( I know, right, Tadkins? ))
Naralon:
(( *smirk* ))
Naralon:
"Yeah! We can just go take a look, then head back here for sleep."
Elisabetha: (( *goes back to writing bad, trashy poems* ))
Shona:
"Woh there big guy. No offense to you, but you kinda... have loud steps."
Bruetus:
"Oh, so yer wantin' tae go sneakin', are yeh?"
Shona:
A smile formed again. "Possibly."
Bruetus:
"Hrmph. Not me thing, as yeh say."
Shona:
"So, are we agreed Naralon?! You and I a night on the town to get into trouble? Or find it?"
* Bruetus eyes them seriously. "Yeh'd best not do tha' first one. Keep in mind tha' wha' yeh do out there's gonna come back tae all o' us."
Naralon:
"Certainly! Though I'd feel safer if the rest of the group would come too."
Shona:
Shona jumped out of her chair. "Oh don't be a baby. We can do this. And I promise Sir Bruetus that we will not tarnish the name of DEFIANCE!"
* Naralon smiles, satisfied that her name is catching on.
Aeter:
Cauldron is enjoying a damp autumn. Steady rain falls throughout the night outside, giving way to a thick fog after midnight. It's typical autumn weather for Cauldron on the fringes of the flood season.
Naralon:
"Alright, so let's get going. Quick look at the bathhouse, then we can come back to sleep if you'd like."
Ivanika:
Iva smiles to Elizabetha and orders another bottle of wine, finer than the last.
Bruetus:
"Moradin keep yeh both safe, then." He raises his mug in farewell to them, then, naturally, proceeds to down the remainder of the contents.
Shona:
Shona cartwheels out of the tavern to start the night. "Now Naralon. Stay behind me, a good enough distance that I can be a scout. I don't need you scaring them off if we run into them. Sound good?"
* Naralon gets off her chair, scoffing at the rest of the party. "You'll be soooooorry!" she says as she follows Shona out the tavern.
Aeter:
Shona, Naralon, and... who?
* Elisabetha shakes her head. "They're going to get themselves killed."
Aeter:
Or just those two?
* Naralon nods at Shona. "Mhmm! One second, though."
Shona:
((Just us))\
Aeter:
Roll hide/move silently.
Unknown command: "/roll-dice1-sides100". Try /help for a list of commands.
Aeter:
« 1d100 = 41 »
Aeter:
You can't.
Bruetus:
"Tha's exactly wha' I'm hopin' they -don'- do. But I guess we'll see."
Aeter:
The only ones on the street are guards. Depending on your hide/move silently check, most of which will stop and question you.
Shona:
Hide: « 1d20+10 = 20 + 10 = 30 » Move Silently: « 1d20+10 = 1 + 10 = 11 »
* Naralon takes a good look at one of the nearby guards. She closes her eyes, concentrating and letting magic shimmer about her form. She seems to grow slightly, her clothing taking the shape of a standard Cauldron guard's armor. (Casting Disguise Self)
Ivanika:
(( So perhaps Shona realizes, possibly, why Iva would not volunteer for this mission? XD )
* Naralon clears her throat, slightly embarassed that her now average human woman disguise doesn't alter her squeaky gnomish voice. She whispers to Shona before they leave. "Alright. You just do what you do best. I'll be strolling right behind you."
Shona:
"Ok. Try not to be conspicuous."
* Naralon nods, pulling out her crossbow. "Don't worry. I'm just simple Guard Lana tonight."
Ivanika:
(great don't even know where you're going? should have stuck to the barmaid! )
Shona:
((RIGHT!))
Shona:
((Back inside to get a better feel of the barmaid. ^_~))
* Naralon will follow Shona's path down toward the bathhouse, strolling along the street with an official, disciplined demeanor, as if she's currently on patrol.
Riaan is disconnected.
Aeter:
« 1d100 = 27 »
Aeter:
Roll a spot check.
Aeter:
Both of you.
Naralon:
« 1d20 = 18 »
Shona:
« 1d20+8 = 2 + 8 = 10 »
Aeter:
Tiniest Violin for Ginji.
Aeter:
« 1d20 = 15 »
Shona:
((..l.))
Ivanika:
(stop being a bonehead and it won't matter ^_^ )
Aeter:
Naralon sees what appears to be a cloaked figure perched on the building across the street from the bathhouse, keeping an eye on the door.
Aeter:
« 1d20 = 11 »
Shona:
((How about you shush!. Oh wait, you don't wanna talk to us anyway so you are already shushed. HA! lol))
Aeter:
He does not see Shona, but he slips back into the darkness, disappearing from sight when he spots the "guard"
Riaan has connected.
* Naralon looks around to where Shona might be, signaling her to something atop the building.
Shona:
Shona quickly heads that way to see if she couldn't find what Naralon was motioning to.
* Naralon grips her crossbow tightly, muttering to herself (which looks totally wrong as someone who appears as a human female but talking like a gnome). "Be careful, Shona."
Shona:
« 1d20+8 = 5 + 8 = 13 »
* Naralon glances at the two buildings at her sides (what are they?)
Aeter:
Shona sees nothing.
Shona:
« 1d20+10 = 14 + 10 = 24 »
Aeter:
« 1d20 = 9 »
Shona:
« 1d20+6 = 14 + 6 = 20 »
Ivanika:
( so who is your witness to being able to climb? :-D )
Shona:
Naralon!
Elisabetha: (( IC, no one! HAHAHAHAHAHA! Everyone still gets to tease Shona ))
Ivanika:
(shame that, huh? )
Shona:
(Shush you!))
Ivanika:
(when your only witness is Naralon... )
Shona:
((HUSH! T_T))
Elisabetha: (( And Naralon probably can't even see it because of your hide check ))
Aeter:
Shona made it to the top of the building. Unfortunately, things were not perfect atop there. A grinning face came into view from beneath a hood, looking quite human at first... But then gradually changing. His nose elongated and grew hairy. Clutched in a clawed hand is a rapier that was suddenly thrusted into Shona's abdomen when she came atop the building. The face completed its translation, looking much like a rat.
Aeter:
« 1d20+5 = 9 + 5 = 14 »
Aeter:
14 beats Shona's flatfooted AC
Aeter:
« 1d6+2 = 1 + 2 = 3 »
Aeter:
Shona takes 3 damage.
Aeter:
Shona, roll Initiative
Shona:
« 1d20+4 = 18 + 4 = 22 »
Aeter:
« 1d20 = 13 »
Shona has received initiative.
* Naralon looks about nervously, unable to see Shona and hoping she's okay.
Shona:
"Oh you little..." Shona was still whispering. Not wanting to spook anything nearby, or worse, alert the REAL gaurds. She quickly drew her weapons and took a defensive stance.
Shona:
« 1d20+4 = 5 + 4 = 9 »
Wererat:
The wererat almost chuckled, if his rat-face could make that sound. He quickly parried the wakizashi when it came his way, thrusting that rapier out towards her again.
Wererat:
« 1d20+3 = 11 + 3 = 14 »
Wererat:
Miss.
Naralon:
Spot: « 1d20 = 1 »
Shona has received initiative.
Shona:
Shona quickly swiped the rapier away with the Wakazashi that didn't slash at the wererat. "Don't think you have a chance you little deformed bitch." She continued with a quick attack towards the things abdomen.
Shona:
« 1d20+2 = 4 + 2 = 6 » « 1d20+2 = 4 + 2 = 6 »
Wererat:
The wererat let out a louder clacking sound, quickly stepping to his left as he pushed the blade towards her side.
Wererat:
« 1d20+3 = 1 + 3 = 4 »
Aeter:
It was apparently only a distracting shot as two bolts flew from the darkness towards Shona!
Aeter:
« 1d20+2 = 8 + 2 = 10 »« 1d20+2 = 1 + 2 = 3 »
Aeter:
They struck the stones of the roof nearby to her, clanging off. Naralon, make a listen check!
Naralon:
« 1d20+2 = 20 + 2 = 22 »
Aeter:
Naralon hears the sounds of combat from the rooftop!
Naralon has received initiative.
Ivanika is disconnected.
* Naralon 's ears perk up toward the sound of battle.
Elisabetha: (( I want vodka ))
Elisabetha: (( All of you need to live closer so we can go to karaoke together. ))
* Naralon moves around the building to see Shona and the wererat fighting. "Shona! Hold on." she shouts, muttering a quick chant and directing the called magic toward the wererat (Daze, DC15).
Shona:
((I want that barmaid and not this were rat. Sevre drop in attractivness.))
Wererat:
« 1d20+4 = 17 + 4 = 21 »
Shona has received initiative.
Shona:
« 1d20+4 = 4 + 4 = 8 »
Aeter:
Shona lashed out towards the Wererat to push him off, and he slid that blade forward to stab her!
Aeter:
« 1d20+5 = 14 + 5 = 19 »
Aeter:
« 1d6+1 = 5 + 1 = 6 »
Shona:
« 1d20+2 = 15 + 2 = 17 »
Aeter:
« 1d20+1 = 8 + 1 = 9 »
Aeter:
The wererat tumbles off the building!
Aeter:
« 2d6 = 3 »
Aeter:
And lands almost soundlessly to the ground.
* Naralon gasps as the wererat lands almost right in front of her.
Ivanika has connected.
Wererat 2:
The second wererat had dropped his crossbow, drawing his blade as he moved up behind Shona and rushed into her, throwing his body against hers to send her crashing off the building as well!
Wererat 2:
( Roll attack of opportunity. )
Shona:
« 1d20+4 = 20 + 4 = 24 »
Shona:
« 1d20+4 = 4 + 4 = 8 »\
Shona:
« 1d6+2 = 6 + 2 = 8 »
Wererat 2:
The wererat grinned. Despite the hit... The blow didn't sink into the lycanthrope's flesh at all. Shove right off of the building!
Wererat 2:
Opposed str checks.
Wererat 2:
« 1d20+1 = 2 + 1 = 3 »
Shona:
« 1d20+2 = 3 + 2 = 5 »
Aeter:
Shona holds her footing, though the blow didn't seem to harm the wererat at all!
Naralon has received initiative.
* Naralon springs to action before the wererat can get up and get the jump on her. She mutters another, stronger arcane chant toward the fallen wererat (Sleep, DC16)
Ivanika:
(might wanna try silver)
Wererat:
« 1d20+4 = 17 + 4 = 21 »
Ivanika:
(well.. maybe shouldn't have gone wondering on your own >.> )
Shona has received initiative.
Ivanika:
(and then become a wererat!)
Naralon:
« 1d20+5 = 1 + 5 = 6 »
Aeter:
RAT PEOPLE, RAT PEOPLE, LOOK LIKE RATS FIGHT LIKE PEOPLE
Ivanika:
(no you're going to die becuase you left us XD )
Shona:
Shona quickly tumbles off the building to try and land on the were rat she just shoved off the building. Still hoping to apprehend it.
Naralon:
(It's people like you who made me leave the Alliance in WoW!)
Shona:
« 1d20+4 = 1 + 4 = 5 »
Aeter:
« 1d6 = 5 »
Shona:
((T_T!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!))
Shona:
"Naralon! Make a lot of noise! We need to get out of here!" Shona tumbled away from the rat and began to run away.
Naralon:
"Yeah, got it!"
Shona:
« 1d20+10 = 8 + 10 = 18 »
Aeter:
Another bolt flew out of the darkness at the two, this one aimed towards the guard that kept waving his arms like a moron. (Naralon)
Aeter:
« 1d20+4 = 6 + 4 = 10 »
Aeter:
Clang! A bolt hit the ground at Naralon's feet!
Aeter:
The other two, however, slid back into the darkness of the buildings.
* Naralon squeaks.
Naralon has received initiative.
Shona:
"They retreated Don't be loud.
Shona:
"
Shona:
"Now we just need to get back."
Naralon:
"But the guards nearby should know."
Shona:
"I'd rather not spend the night in jail...."
Naralon:
"Hm, alright. Then let's go!"
* Naralon dashes down the street along with Shona.
* Naralon probably melted back to Naralon form sometime during the fight, as Disguise Self only lasts 30 minutes.
Naralon:
(At her current level)
Naralon:
"Whew! Are you alright, Shona? What happened up there?"
Shona:
"Damned ratfaced bastard. Naralon. I stabbed him and it didn't seem like he felt a thing!"
Shona:
Real concern in her voice and eyes.
Aeter:
The two make it back to the tavern; Shona considerably worse for wear. They have a discription of their assailants, but no other information! Time to tell the group what transpired!
Naralon:
"That creature didn't seem natural, that's for sure."
* Naralon tries to shrug the whole scenario off.
Shona:
Shona stumbled in grabbing her side, blookd covering her clothing.
Shona:
blood***
* Naralon scoffs at the rest of the party, sounding a little breathless. "Comfortable, are we?"
* Bruetus gets up swiftly from his seat as she walks in and he takes note of her state, his flinty eyes narrowing. "Th' hell happened ter yeh, lass? 'ere. Lemme patch yeh up a bit."
Ivanika:
(how much later is it? )
Aeter:
( About an hour and a half. )
Aeter:
( It's about 12:30am. )
Ivanika:
"Yes... quite.. are you alright though? Vhere's Shona?"
Elisabetha: (( Oh, Beth's probably in bed, then. ))
* Naralon points to the bloodied elf.
* Bruetus sets a hand on Shona's arm, channelling Moradin's PHENOMENAL COSMIC POWERS. (aka Lay on Hands)
Shona:
Shona fell into a chair near the group. Her head fell foreward and landed on the table. Too exhausted and in pain to keep herself sitting straight up.
Bruetus:
Lay on Hands: « 1d6 = 6 »
Shona:
"Thanks Bruet." A sigh escaping Shona's lips.
* Naralon climbs, frustrated, back onto a chair at the table. "We could have had 'em, if we were all there tonight."
Bruetus:
"Had who? Th' bloody hells did yeh two get yerselves intae?"
Shona:
"I dunno Naralon. Like I said. they didn't seem to care I stabbed them. It wasn
Shona:
t normal."
Naralon:
"We were attacked by these strange people with rat heads, that wouldn't bleed even when Shona here stabbed them directly."
Naralon:
"Not to mention get thrown off a building. Nice work with that by the way, Shona!"
Bruetus:
"Beast-men? 'ere in th' city? Well, I guess I cannae be s'prised....hang on a sec, though." He looks over at Iva. "Didn' yeh say tha' Pelor's artifact said somethin' 'bout rats?"
Shona:
"We headed to the bathhouse. Mostly looking for the goblins, but Naralon spotted something on a rooftop. So when I went up to investigate, I was ambushed by some creature. Bruetus. There was something wrong with them. I did stab one." Shona's voice was truely concerned
Ivanika:
Iva gets up to take a closer look over Shona, "Are you.. are you hurt?"
Elisabetha: (( Cause Beth's asleep! ))
Shona:
"A little. I'll be fine. Iva. They didn't bleed! And they kept smirking at me. Stupid rat things!"
Naralon:
"I've never seen a creature like that. It shrugged off my spells, too."
Ivanika:
"Rat zhins.. vere zhe rats play.. but vhat vere day? hmmm.." she gives Shona another careful examination, looking for any wounds or injuries.
Ivanika:
Knowledge Local: « d20+4 = 9 + 4 = 13 »
Bruetus:
"Tha's th' question, innit? Me people 'ave their own tales o' beasts tha' walk an' talk like men, but I've nae ever seen one."
Ivanika:
(( that's to figure what they are, not sure what the DC is )
Shona:
« 1d20+2 = 5 + 2 = 7 »
Shona:
((You didn't have to cut me off.))
Elisabetha: (( I miss something? ))
Aeter:
Iva, they *sound* like lycanthropes to you. Mythical creatures that are weakened only by silver and that spread their disease by a bite, making other people into the same creatures that they are! Truly creatures of nightmare.
Shona:
((Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing?)
Ivanika:
"So zhey vere like men, but part rat?"
Shona:
"yeah!"
Ivanika:
"Lycanthropes... I vonder - vererates. Vile creatures"
Naralon:
"I've heard the word Lycanthrope before, but never knew entirely what they were."
Aeter:
Goal of the campaign: Make a pass phrase of 10 words that all begin with w's that Ivanika needs to flawlessly recite to prevent the rest of the party's death.
Ivanika:
(( goood luuuuck ^_^ ))
Shona:
((Where we wonder willfully wisking wildly where women won't roam?))
Shona:
((lol))
Aeter:
It's going to be like Elmer Fudd recieting edgar allen poe.
Ivanika:
"Zhe tales speak of cursed beasts - powerful, nearly untouchable except by silver. Zhey pass off zhere curse by zhe bite - Shona are you certain zhat you vere not bit?"
Aeter:
Reciting*
Bruetus:
"If 'tis true, then aye, yeh'd best be certain o' tha'."
Ivanika:
(Wonce upon a midnight dweawy))
Shona:
"Positive. They never got a chance to bite me. Thank god!"
Naralon:
(( We were waiting when we watched water warily wake whence. ))
Ivanika:
"Thank Pelor, indeed." Iva nods, "v-one last time, you are not injured? It sounds like it vas quite zhe battle." She sounds and looks earnestly concerned.
Naralon:
"We fled, as did they."
Bruetus:
"Through me, Moradin saw tae th' worst o' 'er wounds." He nods.
Shona:
Shona lifted her hand away to reveal the puncture wounds she had procured.
Ivanika:
"Rats are craven, it is true. I am glad you made it out." She lets out a relaxing breath just before Shona raises her hand, "Vhat... vhat is zhis?"
Bruetus:
"Still, yeh cannae go amiss if yeh'd like tae bestow Pelor's blessin' upon 'er."
Naralon:
"We know one thing at least; that bathhouse is *definitely* involved somehow!"
Elisabetha: (( Is Shona a wererat? ))
Shona:
((no))
Shona:
((JErk))
Aeter:
( XD No. She didn't get bitten. )
Elisabetha: (( Oh Damn. That would've been funny. ))
Shona:
((..............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................))
Shona:
"I just got stabbed a couple times. Nothing major."
Ivanika:
(( are you full HP thanks to Bruetus? ))
Shona:
Shona tried sitting up straight to keep the tough guy facade going and cringed. Still sore from the battle.
Shona:
((No))
Shona:
((At 12 hp))
Ivanika:
"I vould say it is likely zhat zhe bathhouse is of interest." she nods to Naralon, and then grasping her holy symbol she says a calm, quiet prayer to Pelor. Her hand becomes warm, with the slighest glow as she presses her fingers gently to Shona's puncture wounds. The divine energy begins to heal the wounds, causing them to (at least partially) dissappear. « d8+3 = 3 + 3 = 6 »
Ivanika:
((6 more! ))
Shona:
((Yeah! Only 2 more to full!))
Ivanika:
((you only heal your level per day of light activity, unless Aeter has sped that up ))
Shona:
Shona took a deep breath in. "Wow. Thanks guys. Sorry we went out alone."
Bruetus:
"Live an' learn, eh?"
Naralon:
"Well, it could be a good or bad thing.
Shona:
"We might have got another good amount of information out of it though."
Bruetus:
"Still, yeh found somethin' tha's worth keepin' in mind - we're up agains' more 'n goblins."
Naralon:
"We know now for sure that the Bathhouse is our primary target. However, if those rat-things are in league with the dwarf who owns it, he might be smart enough to hide for a while."
Naralon:
"So we might have just blown an opportunity."
Ivanika:
"You vere very brave, I did not t'ink you vould find anything of interest." she looks over Shona and Naralon again, with those concerned green eyes, not quite sure what to make of their night time escapdes. "Nights here are more danzherous zhan I though."
Ivanika:
"Vhat do you t'ink zhey vere up to?"
Naralon:
"I don't know! I'm not sure we ever will after tonight."
Ginji is disconnected.
Bruetus:
"'t'would nae s'prise me if they were jus' skulkin' 'bout."
Bruetus:
"But there's got tae be more tae it 'n tha'."
Naralon:
"It's possible. I guess we'll find out tomorrow. Well, good night!"
* Naralon gets up from the chair. She quickly recites a new arcane chant, bringing both of her hands above her head, suddenly vanishing.
Bruetus:
"Hrm. I s'pose we'll see."
Ginji has connected.
Ginji:
((Trolololol))
Ivanika:
((well.. two people left.. and the rest of us didn't want to )
Shona:
((Hey. Hey. Hey. Shush you. What have I been telling you.))
Ivanika:
( don't see a problem with it really - I just want to know which of the two of them is scooby, and which is shaggy )
Shona:
((*Glare*))
Elisabetha: (( ROFLMAO ))
Elisabetha: (( OMG! ARI! THAT WAS AMAZING AND I LOVE YOU SO MUCH RIGHT NOW! ))
Shona:
((We are clearly neither cause we are not scardy cats!))
Ivanika:
(( XD if only I had my mic on right now XD ))
Shona:
((It doesn't work cause we are brave!))
Ivanika:
((wait, who ran away right away to go back to the inn for more munchies? ))
Shona:
((Grrrrrr grumble grumble.))
Shona:
((............More barmaid booty you mean........))
Ivanika:
(( if she likes scraggly tall guys with bad hygene ))
Ivanika:
((you were shaggy right? ))
Naralon:
(( I am slightly homophobic. ))
Shona:
(9NO!))))))))))))))
Shona:
((ljhagopudhgajkndfgipuanrkgjnsdl;fkmh[airohgup))
Ivanika:
(( I was going to make a joke.. but I'll refrain ^_^ )
Shona:
(9Wanna knoW!))
Ivanika:
(( something about tough luck for Shona, she'll need a higher charisma to meet IVa's make out standards ))
Aeter:
HEY GINJI.
Aeter:
WHY DID THE KOALA FALL OUT OF THE TREE?!
Ivanika:
(( THESE ANGEL WINGS NEVER LIE ))
Aeter:
Because it was dead.
Naralon:
(isn't she based off a draenei? i thought all of them were lesbos)
Shona:
((Too high?))
Unknown command: "joke". Try /help for a list of commands.
Aeter:
Ivanika:
(( who? ))
Elisabetha: (( .....THAT EXPLAINS EVERYTHING, ARI! OMG! ))
Ivanika:
(( what? omg O.O ))
Shona:
((She is saying Iva is a lesbian.))
Elisabetha: (( Iva's friendship with Beth. The angel and the warlock, I mean, come on... ))
Ivanika:
(( lol ))
Ivanika:
(( has nothing to do with needing a good friend to share bottles of wine with regularly! ))
Shona:
((Yeah. You broke out the expensive stuff when Shona left. The only other girl there was Beth.))
Shona:
((I see what;s going on here.))
Elisabetha: (( roflmao ))
Shona:
((Iva like her beats fast and her girls down low. XD lol))
Aeter:
( wat 0
Aeter:
I totally need someone to take charge of this party.
Shona:
((It was a play on words from that song. ))
Aeter:
Step into the driver's seat!
Ivanika:
(( look I've had a plan since the session sdtarted ))
Shona:
((Aeter. I want ICE CREAM!))
Ivanika:
((shaggy and scooby decided to deviate from it!, not my fault! ))
Shona:
((I have also. Doesn't change that you want some warlock. lol))
Shona:
((Hey
Aeter:
WELL.
Naralon:
(( If you kids don't shut up I swear I will pull over and slap you with my ring hand! ))
Aeter:
GRAB DAPHNE.
Shona:
((ICE CREAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!))
Elisabetha: (( I want oranges ))
Aeter:
HOP IN THE MYSTERY MACHINE
Aeter:
LET'S GO WITH THIS
Shona:
((It's K. Oranges.)_)
Ivanika:
Iva will follow her usual morning routine, up just before sunrise, washing and dressing with the help of her maid, she will carry out an hour long service of prayer and study that begins exactly at sunrise. She will then change into some nice clothes, and head downstairs for breakfast and to find her companions for their trip to the Bath house.
Aeter:
Shona's shaggy. Naralon's scooby. Ivanika's Velma and Elizabetha's Daphne. Zanoren can be Fred.
Naralon:
(( Naralon = Velma probably ))
Naralon:
(( Or not. ))
Aeter:
She is totally too hyper to be Velma. Also, she's tiny.
Aeter:
Elizabetha + Bruetus OTP
Shona:
((..................................................T_T.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................I .......................................Hate..............................Everything..............................................................))
Ivanika:
(( I didn't realize that Velma was a bodacious redhead, but sure! ))
Elisabetha: (( The dwarf is Fred? What? ))
Ivanika:
((as long as he wears an ascot I am good with it ))
Elisabetha: (( At least give Beth the human! Or the elf! Where's what's his face? ))
Shona:
((LoL! Se. It doesn'y make sense for me to be Shaggy.))
* Naralon wakes up that morning, cleaning up, giving her spellbook a quick perusal, then heading down for breakfast, where she has something with eggs and sausage, washed down with a couple of ale pints.
Ivanika:
( I would think one would stagger her, but that's just me! GNOMES ARE TINY )
Ivanika:
Iva orders poached eggs, orange juice, and toast.
Aeter:
Alrighty. I'm wrapping things up a bit early tonight. There will be a post on the boards in the next hour or so -- Go roleplay! FIND SOMETHING SILVER! You know what you're facing! Fight the good fight!
Aeter:
Next week, it's time to confront Orak without the aid of Bruetus.
Bruetus:
Smite Evil would be SO GOOD against lycanthropes too. ))
Aeter:
Isi may be joining us in two weeks time to play a fighter character.
Naralon:
(( Excellent. ))
Naralon:
(( Sorry Bruetus. ))
Aeter:
If not, I may be hunting down someone else to fill the last slot with Bruetus revolving in and out in the 'NPC assistant' slot that Felian had been taking up.
Bruetus:
((Bah, I say. BAH.))
Naralon:
(( If Naralon dies I can always roll a fighter/barbarian/warblade/frenzied berserker! ))
Shona:
((Off for icecream time!))
Shona:
BRB
Ginji is disconnected.
Riaan is disconnected.
Catsin is disconnected.
Riaan has connected.
Catsin has connected.
Kyokan has connected.
tadkins has connected.
Ivanika has connected.
Ginji has connected.
Aeter:
Last time, on DRAGON BALL ZEEEEE
Aeter:
Trouble was erupting in Cauldron once more. After their near week off, the party recieved a letter from Captain Terseon Skellerang requesting their assistance in the Town Hall. The group assembled and moved off to speak to the Captain who described a goblin infestation that the city was under. The goblins did nothing too serious yet; mostly petty theft and vandalism... But, soon, danger could be even higher. Every goblin held a ring on their right ear symbolozing their allegiance. Captain Skellerang offered a 5 gold reward for every ring brought back. The party spent the next two days searching. Some went to the Church of St. Cuthbert where they learned valuable information about the location of the goblins' lair. "Ask the red-eyed dwarf, and he'll lie"... and Bruetus, in searching the bars, learned that Orak Stonehaven, a retired dwarf adventurer who lost his right eye several years back and wears an eye patch with a red gem sewn into it, has recently stopped visiting the local ale house all together. Night has fallen, and the party is retiring back to the Drunken Morkoth to speak.
* tadkins made her way back to the Drunken Morkoth as night fell, a clever and smug look of satisfaction crossing her face as she walked down the roads back to the inn.
Ivanika:
"Vell, I suppose.. zhat is a plan at least, yes? Is zhere any more ve vish to see before we try to find zhis Dwarf, Stonehaven?"
Bruetus:
"I'm inclined tae say if we're gonna go see tae this matter, th' sooner's th' better."
Naralon:
"Hi everyone! Did you all have a fruitful day?" she says to her party at the table as she takes a seat.
Ivanika:
"Yes, ve certainly did. Ve have several clues to pursue, most importantly a dwarf to visit who ve have reason to believe may know somethink of zhese goblin attacks."
* Naralon requests a pint of ale from a nearby barmaid. "Oh! That is some good sleuthing. So now we know where we're going next?"
You whisper to Catsin: She was too busy writing dirty letters to Imrien!
* Bruetus nods sagely. "Aye, friend. 'e owns th' bathhouse jus' down th' way - prolly 's'good a place tae find 'im as any."
Elisabetha whispers: YOU JERK I JUST SNORTED COKE!
You whisper to Catsin: XDD
Elisabetha whispers: ....soda*
Ginji:
Shona motioned to the barmaid for a pint of her own as the group unveiled all the information they gathered.
Elisabetha whispers: That sounded so wrong after I typed it
* Naralon smiles slyly to herself. "I wish I came with more information on the current puzzle to offer. I'm afraid my day was rather fruitless."
Ivanika:
(sad.. its been ftp for a while though )
Ivanika:
(I played it)
Zanorin:
(I think its been pretty empty as of late so no reason to keep the server up)
Ivanika:
(Leif loved it )
Aeter:
( No, it was actually pretty full )
Aeter:
( NC Soft just did a "SURPRISE! Bunches of layoffs" )
Ivanika:
(sorry, on my laptop right now, building a computer
)Shona:
(( )
Elisabetha whispers: Speaking of dirty poems...time to go write more!
You whisper to Catsin: Imrien is going to blush like crazy if she starts calling him her muse instead of puppy.
Elisabetha whispers: Nah, he'll always be Puppy to her.
Elisabetha whispers: WHY ARE WE TALKING ABOUT BELFS? D&D!
Aeter:
You be good and do your roleplays, chil'uns.
* Naralon takes her pint and takes a deep chug. "Alright! So have we decided to take the rest of the night off, or do we want to find Mr. Bathhouse Dwarf tonight?"
Bruetus:
"I'm leanin' towards t'night. Sooner we get this taken care o', th' better off th' city'll be."
Shona:
Shona began to sip on her ale slowly. "So, I think we need to find this Dwarf and maybe find a goblin to interigate."
Shona:
((I suck at spelling. T_T))
Naralon:
(Interigate? I'm afraid I don't know that spell quite yet!)
Aeter:
( Interogate )
Elisabetha:
Are you playing a game right now?
Shona:
((Thanks aeter. Sorry i suck.))
Elisabetha: (( THAT IS NOT THE RIGHT SCREEN! ))
Elisabetha: (( STUPID COMPUTER STOP TABBING ME TO OTHER SCREENS! ))
Shona:
((Omg. PAY ATTENTION CATSIN! IT IS ROLEPLAY TIME!))
Shona:
((So disappoint))
Elisabetha: (( I am paying attention! ))
Shona:
((*Shakes head slowly*))
Zanorin:
(( you can have a game in windowed mode and see the chat box))
Naralon:
"I'm with you guys. The night's still young. We should go have some fun and adventure!"
Ivanika:
Iva nods a bit, sipping a glass of wine, warming her body. "I do not zhink it wise to confront zhis propieter in zhe middle of zhe night, do you?"
Shona:
"I agree. Not the dwarf. But night is when the Goblins strike."
Naralon:
"We could at least go take a look."
Ivanika:
"Vonder zhe night at random, becomming little more zhan t'ree untrained guards, or follow our lead, vell rested, after zhe Sun rises, and people of repute are about zhere days."
Naralon:
"But there are some things we might only be able to learn at night. It's worth a look at least."
Naralon:
"And who knows, maybe we'll catch some goblins in the act on the way."
Shona:
"Iva has a point though. Maybe the Dwarf will have some information as to when and where the goblins will strike next. Instead of wondering around at random."
Shona:
((This was missing.))
Bruetus:
"Hrmm." He nods at Iva. "Mayhaps I am bein' a bit rash. Yeh got th' roit o' it, priestess - wouldnae look good if we were tae go disturbin' th' city in th' middle o' the evenin'."
Ivanika:
Iva shakes her head, suspecting that Naralon did not spend the day walking around town in heels. Then takes another stiffer sip of winel.
* Elisabetha finally chimes in. "Except he'll lie."
Ivanika:
"Vell yes, he vill. Vhich is vhy ve ask him if he knows anyt'ink, yes?"
Shona:
"At least what he says will be a point in the direction not to go."
Elisabetha:
"Unless, of course, what he says he knows is nothing."
Naralon:
"Hrm. Should we just put it to a vote then?"
Ivanika:
"Zhen of course he does, yes Elizabet?"
* Elisabetha shrugs. "Or we could send someone to watch him."
Shona:
Shona called for another pint. Eyeing the barmaid longer than usual, then returned to the conversation."
Naralon:
"Which of you wants to go out and have some fun, excitement and adventure tonight, and which of you wants to be a bunch of boring old coots and stay in tonight?"
Ivanika:
*eyebrow wiggle*
Ivanika:
Iva sips her wine without looking at Naralon.
Shona:
"Well. The night is young enough for me to look for trouble." Here red eyes gleaming with mischief.
* Naralon looks at Shona. "That's two for going out. Anyone else?"
Zanorin:
"I will vote to stay don't exactly know the number of goblins roaming around out there could get overwhelmed."
Shona:
"Anyone but Bruteus. No offense big guy."
Bruetus:
"Tae search, maybe, but nae to speak tae this Orak fella."
Naralon:
"Alright, three to one! Betha and Iva, what are your votes?"
Bruetus:
"I don' think there'd be 'nough goblins tae be a real threat, lad." He looks over at Zanorin. "Th' groups they're in cannae be bigger 'n a few - else how'd they manage tae get in an' out so quick?"
Shona:
"Plus, they are goblins." As the barmaid passed to take care of other customers, Shona's tail brushed her lightly. The mischief in her eyes was now promonate. A smirk on her lips.
Naralon:
"We can surely handle it. We won't be gone long."
Ivanika:
"I zhink you vill accomplish little more zhan tiring yourselves."
* Naralon has a bunch of spells and she wants to use them!
Shona:
((Shona needs to tire herself out one way or another.... >.> . ))
Elisabetha: (( ........ ))
Shona:
((^_^))
* Naralon is 12 and what is this
Bruetus:
"If they're so deadset on goin', though, then I'll go with 'em - tae keep 'em outta trouble, 't'looks like." Shona's mischief, nor Naralon's demeanor, seem to have gone over his head.
Elisabetha: (( I know, right, Tadkins? ))
Naralon:
(( *smirk* ))
Naralon:
"Yeah! We can just go take a look, then head back here for sleep."
Elisabetha: (( *goes back to writing bad, trashy poems* ))
Shona:
"Woh there big guy. No offense to you, but you kinda... have loud steps."
Bruetus:
"Oh, so yer wantin' tae go sneakin', are yeh?"
Shona:
A smile formed again. "Possibly."
Bruetus:
"Hrmph. Not me thing, as yeh say."
Shona:
"So, are we agreed Naralon?! You and I a night on the town to get into trouble? Or find it?"
* Bruetus eyes them seriously. "Yeh'd best not do tha' first one. Keep in mind tha' wha' yeh do out there's gonna come back tae all o' us."
Naralon:
"Certainly! Though I'd feel safer if the rest of the group would come too."
Shona:
Shona jumped out of her chair. "Oh don't be a baby. We can do this. And I promise Sir Bruetus that we will not tarnish the name of DEFIANCE!"
* Naralon smiles, satisfied that her name is catching on.
Aeter:
Cauldron is enjoying a damp autumn. Steady rain falls throughout the night outside, giving way to a thick fog after midnight. It's typical autumn weather for Cauldron on the fringes of the flood season.
Naralon:
"Alright, so let's get going. Quick look at the bathhouse, then we can come back to sleep if you'd like."
Ivanika:
Iva smiles to Elizabetha and orders another bottle of wine, finer than the last.
Bruetus:
"Moradin keep yeh both safe, then." He raises his mug in farewell to them, then, naturally, proceeds to down the remainder of the contents.
Shona:
Shona cartwheels out of the tavern to start the night. "Now Naralon. Stay behind me, a good enough distance that I can be a scout. I don't need you scaring them off if we run into them. Sound good?"
* Naralon gets off her chair, scoffing at the rest of the party. "You'll be soooooorry!" she says as she follows Shona out the tavern.
Aeter:
Shona, Naralon, and... who?
* Elisabetha shakes her head. "They're going to get themselves killed."
Aeter:
Or just those two?
* Naralon nods at Shona. "Mhmm! One second, though."
Shona:
((Just us))\
Aeter:
Roll hide/move silently.
Unknown command: "/roll-dice1-sides100". Try /help for a list of commands.
Aeter:
« 1d100 = 41 »
Aeter:
You can't.
Bruetus:
"Tha's exactly wha' I'm hopin' they -don'- do. But I guess we'll see."
Aeter:
The only ones on the street are guards. Depending on your hide/move silently check, most of which will stop and question you.
Shona:
Hide: « 1d20+10 = 20 + 10 = 30 » Move Silently: « 1d20+10 = 1 + 10 = 11 »
* Naralon takes a good look at one of the nearby guards. She closes her eyes, concentrating and letting magic shimmer about her form. She seems to grow slightly, her clothing taking the shape of a standard Cauldron guard's armor. (Casting Disguise Self)
Ivanika:
(( So perhaps Shona realizes, possibly, why Iva would not volunteer for this mission? XD )
* Naralon clears her throat, slightly embarassed that her now average human woman disguise doesn't alter her squeaky gnomish voice. She whispers to Shona before they leave. "Alright. You just do what you do best. I'll be strolling right behind you."
Shona:
"Ok. Try not to be conspicuous."
* Naralon nods, pulling out her crossbow. "Don't worry. I'm just simple Guard Lana tonight."
Ivanika:
(great don't even know where you're going? should have stuck to the barmaid! )
Shona:
((RIGHT!))
Shona:
((Back inside to get a better feel of the barmaid. ^_~))
* Naralon will follow Shona's path down toward the bathhouse, strolling along the street with an official, disciplined demeanor, as if she's currently on patrol.
Riaan is disconnected.
Aeter:
« 1d100 = 27 »
Aeter:
Roll a spot check.
Aeter:
Both of you.
Naralon:
« 1d20 = 18 »
Shona:
« 1d20+8 = 2 + 8 = 10 »
Aeter:
Tiniest Violin for Ginji.
Aeter:
« 1d20 = 15 »
Shona:
((..l.))
Ivanika:
(stop being a bonehead and it won't matter ^_^ )
Aeter:
Naralon sees what appears to be a cloaked figure perched on the building across the street from the bathhouse, keeping an eye on the door.
Aeter:
« 1d20 = 11 »
Shona:
((How about you shush!. Oh wait, you don't wanna talk to us anyway so you are already shushed. HA! lol))
Aeter:
He does not see Shona, but he slips back into the darkness, disappearing from sight when he spots the "guard"
Riaan has connected.
* Naralon looks around to where Shona might be, signaling her to something atop the building.
Shona:
Shona quickly heads that way to see if she couldn't find what Naralon was motioning to.
* Naralon grips her crossbow tightly, muttering to herself (which looks totally wrong as someone who appears as a human female but talking like a gnome). "Be careful, Shona."
Shona:
« 1d20+8 = 5 + 8 = 13 »
* Naralon glances at the two buildings at her sides (what are they?)
Aeter:
Shona sees nothing.
Shona:
« 1d20+10 = 14 + 10 = 24 »
Aeter:
« 1d20 = 9 »
Shona:
« 1d20+6 = 14 + 6 = 20 »
Ivanika:
( so who is your witness to being able to climb? :-D )
Shona:
Naralon!
Elisabetha: (( IC, no one! HAHAHAHAHAHA! Everyone still gets to tease Shona ))
Ivanika:
(shame that, huh? )
Shona:
(Shush you!))
Ivanika:
(when your only witness is Naralon... )
Shona:
((HUSH! T_T))
Elisabetha: (( And Naralon probably can't even see it because of your hide check ))
Aeter:
Shona made it to the top of the building. Unfortunately, things were not perfect atop there. A grinning face came into view from beneath a hood, looking quite human at first... But then gradually changing. His nose elongated and grew hairy. Clutched in a clawed hand is a rapier that was suddenly thrusted into Shona's abdomen when she came atop the building. The face completed its translation, looking much like a rat.
Aeter:
« 1d20+5 = 9 + 5 = 14 »
Aeter:
14 beats Shona's flatfooted AC
Aeter:
« 1d6+2 = 1 + 2 = 3 »
Aeter:
Shona takes 3 damage.
Aeter:
Shona, roll Initiative
Shona:
« 1d20+4 = 18 + 4 = 22 »
Aeter:
« 1d20 = 13 »
Shona has received initiative.
* Naralon looks about nervously, unable to see Shona and hoping she's okay.
Shona:
"Oh you little..." Shona was still whispering. Not wanting to spook anything nearby, or worse, alert the REAL gaurds. She quickly drew her weapons and took a defensive stance.
Shona:
« 1d20+4 = 5 + 4 = 9 »
Wererat:
The wererat almost chuckled, if his rat-face could make that sound. He quickly parried the wakizashi when it came his way, thrusting that rapier out towards her again.
Wererat:
« 1d20+3 = 11 + 3 = 14 »
Wererat:
Miss.
Naralon:
Spot: « 1d20 = 1 »
Shona has received initiative.
Shona:
Shona quickly swiped the rapier away with the Wakazashi that didn't slash at the wererat. "Don't think you have a chance you little deformed bitch." She continued with a quick attack towards the things abdomen.
Shona:
« 1d20+2 = 4 + 2 = 6 » « 1d20+2 = 4 + 2 = 6 »
Wererat:
The wererat let out a louder clacking sound, quickly stepping to his left as he pushed the blade towards her side.
Wererat:
« 1d20+3 = 1 + 3 = 4 »
Aeter:
It was apparently only a distracting shot as two bolts flew from the darkness towards Shona!
Aeter:
« 1d20+2 = 8 + 2 = 10 »« 1d20+2 = 1 + 2 = 3 »
Aeter:
They struck the stones of the roof nearby to her, clanging off. Naralon, make a listen check!
Naralon:
« 1d20+2 = 20 + 2 = 22 »
Aeter:
Naralon hears the sounds of combat from the rooftop!
Naralon has received initiative.
Ivanika is disconnected.
* Naralon 's ears perk up toward the sound of battle.
Elisabetha: (( I want vodka ))
Elisabetha: (( All of you need to live closer so we can go to karaoke together. ))
* Naralon moves around the building to see Shona and the wererat fighting. "Shona! Hold on." she shouts, muttering a quick chant and directing the called magic toward the wererat (Daze, DC15).
Shona:
((I want that barmaid and not this were rat. Sevre drop in attractivness.))
Wererat:
« 1d20+4 = 17 + 4 = 21 »
Shona has received initiative.
Shona:
« 1d20+4 = 4 + 4 = 8 »
Aeter:
Shona lashed out towards the Wererat to push him off, and he slid that blade forward to stab her!
Aeter:
« 1d20+5 = 14 + 5 = 19 »
Aeter:
« 1d6+1 = 5 + 1 = 6 »
Shona:
« 1d20+2 = 15 + 2 = 17 »
Aeter:
« 1d20+1 = 8 + 1 = 9 »
Aeter:
The wererat tumbles off the building!
Aeter:
« 2d6 = 3 »
Aeter:
And lands almost soundlessly to the ground.
* Naralon gasps as the wererat lands almost right in front of her.
Ivanika has connected.
Wererat 2:
The second wererat had dropped his crossbow, drawing his blade as he moved up behind Shona and rushed into her, throwing his body against hers to send her crashing off the building as well!
Wererat 2:
( Roll attack of opportunity. )
Shona:
« 1d20+4 = 20 + 4 = 24 »
Shona:
« 1d20+4 = 4 + 4 = 8 »\
Shona:
« 1d6+2 = 6 + 2 = 8 »
Wererat 2:
The wererat grinned. Despite the hit... The blow didn't sink into the lycanthrope's flesh at all. Shove right off of the building!
Wererat 2:
Opposed str checks.
Wererat 2:
« 1d20+1 = 2 + 1 = 3 »
Shona:
« 1d20+2 = 3 + 2 = 5 »
Aeter:
Shona holds her footing, though the blow didn't seem to harm the wererat at all!
Naralon has received initiative.
* Naralon springs to action before the wererat can get up and get the jump on her. She mutters another, stronger arcane chant toward the fallen wererat (Sleep, DC16)
Ivanika:
(might wanna try silver)
Wererat:
« 1d20+4 = 17 + 4 = 21 »
Ivanika:
(well.. maybe shouldn't have gone wondering on your own >.> )
Shona has received initiative.
Ivanika:
(and then become a wererat!)
Naralon:
« 1d20+5 = 1 + 5 = 6 »
Aeter:
RAT PEOPLE, RAT PEOPLE, LOOK LIKE RATS FIGHT LIKE PEOPLE
Ivanika:
(no you're going to die becuase you left us XD )
Shona:
Shona quickly tumbles off the building to try and land on the were rat she just shoved off the building. Still hoping to apprehend it.
Naralon:
(It's people like you who made me leave the Alliance in WoW!)
Shona:
« 1d20+4 = 1 + 4 = 5 »
Aeter:
« 1d6 = 5 »
Shona:
((T_T!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!))
Shona:
"Naralon! Make a lot of noise! We need to get out of here!" Shona tumbled away from the rat and began to run away.
Naralon:
"Yeah, got it!"
Shona:
« 1d20+10 = 8 + 10 = 18 »
Aeter:
Another bolt flew out of the darkness at the two, this one aimed towards the guard that kept waving his arms like a moron. (Naralon)
Aeter:
« 1d20+4 = 6 + 4 = 10 »
Aeter:
Clang! A bolt hit the ground at Naralon's feet!
Aeter:
The other two, however, slid back into the darkness of the buildings.
* Naralon squeaks.
Naralon has received initiative.
Shona:
"They retreated Don't be loud.
Shona:
"
Shona:
"Now we just need to get back."
Naralon:
"But the guards nearby should know."
Shona:
"I'd rather not spend the night in jail...."
Naralon:
"Hm, alright. Then let's go!"
* Naralon dashes down the street along with Shona.
* Naralon probably melted back to Naralon form sometime during the fight, as Disguise Self only lasts 30 minutes.
Naralon:
(At her current level)
Naralon:
"Whew! Are you alright, Shona? What happened up there?"
Shona:
"Damned ratfaced bastard. Naralon. I stabbed him and it didn't seem like he felt a thing!"
Shona:
Real concern in her voice and eyes.
Aeter:
The two make it back to the tavern; Shona considerably worse for wear. They have a discription of their assailants, but no other information! Time to tell the group what transpired!
Naralon:
"That creature didn't seem natural, that's for sure."
* Naralon tries to shrug the whole scenario off.
Shona:
Shona stumbled in grabbing her side, blookd covering her clothing.
Shona:
blood***
* Naralon scoffs at the rest of the party, sounding a little breathless. "Comfortable, are we?"
* Bruetus gets up swiftly from his seat as she walks in and he takes note of her state, his flinty eyes narrowing. "Th' hell happened ter yeh, lass? 'ere. Lemme patch yeh up a bit."
Ivanika:
(how much later is it? )
Aeter:
( About an hour and a half. )
Aeter:
( It's about 12:30am. )
Ivanika:
"Yes... quite.. are you alright though? Vhere's Shona?"
Elisabetha: (( Oh, Beth's probably in bed, then. ))
* Naralon points to the bloodied elf.
* Bruetus sets a hand on Shona's arm, channelling Moradin's PHENOMENAL COSMIC POWERS. (aka Lay on Hands)
Shona:
Shona fell into a chair near the group. Her head fell foreward and landed on the table. Too exhausted and in pain to keep herself sitting straight up.
Bruetus:
Lay on Hands: « 1d6 = 6 »
Shona:
"Thanks Bruet." A sigh escaping Shona's lips.
* Naralon climbs, frustrated, back onto a chair at the table. "We could have had 'em, if we were all there tonight."
Bruetus:
"Had who? Th' bloody hells did yeh two get yerselves intae?"
Shona:
"I dunno Naralon. Like I said. they didn't seem to care I stabbed them. It wasn
Shona:
t normal."
Naralon:
"We were attacked by these strange people with rat heads, that wouldn't bleed even when Shona here stabbed them directly."
Naralon:
"Not to mention get thrown off a building. Nice work with that by the way, Shona!"
Bruetus:
"Beast-men? 'ere in th' city? Well, I guess I cannae be s'prised....hang on a sec, though." He looks over at Iva. "Didn' yeh say tha' Pelor's artifact said somethin' 'bout rats?"
Shona:
"We headed to the bathhouse. Mostly looking for the goblins, but Naralon spotted something on a rooftop. So when I went up to investigate, I was ambushed by some creature. Bruetus. There was something wrong with them. I did stab one." Shona's voice was truely concerned
Ivanika:
Iva gets up to take a closer look over Shona, "Are you.. are you hurt?"
Elisabetha: (( Cause Beth's asleep! ))
Shona:
"A little. I'll be fine. Iva. They didn't bleed! And they kept smirking at me. Stupid rat things!"
Naralon:
"I've never seen a creature like that. It shrugged off my spells, too."
Ivanika:
"Rat zhins.. vere zhe rats play.. but vhat vere day? hmmm.." she gives Shona another careful examination, looking for any wounds or injuries.
Ivanika:
Knowledge Local: « d20+4 = 9 + 4 = 13 »
Bruetus:
"Tha's th' question, innit? Me people 'ave their own tales o' beasts tha' walk an' talk like men, but I've nae ever seen one."
Ivanika:
(( that's to figure what they are, not sure what the DC is )
Shona:
« 1d20+2 = 5 + 2 = 7 »
Shona:
((You didn't have to cut me off.))
Elisabetha: (( I miss something? ))
Aeter:
Iva, they *sound* like lycanthropes to you. Mythical creatures that are weakened only by silver and that spread their disease by a bite, making other people into the same creatures that they are! Truly creatures of nightmare.
Shona:
((Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing?)
Ivanika:
"So zhey vere like men, but part rat?"
Shona:
"yeah!"
Ivanika:
"Lycanthropes... I vonder - vererates. Vile creatures"
Naralon:
"I've heard the word Lycanthrope before, but never knew entirely what they were."
Aeter:
Goal of the campaign: Make a pass phrase of 10 words that all begin with w's that Ivanika needs to flawlessly recite to prevent the rest of the party's death.
Ivanika:
(( goood luuuuck ^_^ ))
Shona:
((Where we wonder willfully wisking wildly where women won't roam?))
Shona:
((lol))
Aeter:
It's going to be like Elmer Fudd recieting edgar allen poe.
Ivanika:
"Zhe tales speak of cursed beasts - powerful, nearly untouchable except by silver. Zhey pass off zhere curse by zhe bite - Shona are you certain zhat you vere not bit?"
Aeter:
Reciting*
Bruetus:
"If 'tis true, then aye, yeh'd best be certain o' tha'."
Ivanika:
(Wonce upon a midnight dweawy))
Shona:
"Positive. They never got a chance to bite me. Thank god!"
Naralon:
(( We were waiting when we watched water warily wake whence. ))
Ivanika:
"Thank Pelor, indeed." Iva nods, "v-one last time, you are not injured? It sounds like it vas quite zhe battle." She sounds and looks earnestly concerned.
Naralon:
"We fled, as did they."
Bruetus:
"Through me, Moradin saw tae th' worst o' 'er wounds." He nods.
Shona:
Shona lifted her hand away to reveal the puncture wounds she had procured.
Ivanika:
"Rats are craven, it is true. I am glad you made it out." She lets out a relaxing breath just before Shona raises her hand, "Vhat... vhat is zhis?"
Bruetus:
"Still, yeh cannae go amiss if yeh'd like tae bestow Pelor's blessin' upon 'er."
Naralon:
"We know one thing at least; that bathhouse is *definitely* involved somehow!"
Elisabetha: (( Is Shona a wererat? ))
Shona:
((no))
Shona:
((JErk))
Aeter:
( XD No. She didn't get bitten. )
Elisabetha: (( Oh Damn. That would've been funny. ))
Shona:
((..............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................))
Shona:
"I just got stabbed a couple times. Nothing major."
Ivanika:
(( are you full HP thanks to Bruetus? ))
Shona:
Shona tried sitting up straight to keep the tough guy facade going and cringed. Still sore from the battle.
Shona:
((No))
Shona:
((At 12 hp))
Ivanika:
"I vould say it is likely zhat zhe bathhouse is of interest." she nods to Naralon, and then grasping her holy symbol she says a calm, quiet prayer to Pelor. Her hand becomes warm, with the slighest glow as she presses her fingers gently to Shona's puncture wounds. The divine energy begins to heal the wounds, causing them to (at least partially) dissappear. « d8+3 = 3 + 3 = 6 »
Ivanika:
((6 more! ))
Shona:
((Yeah! Only 2 more to full!))
Ivanika:
((you only heal your level per day of light activity, unless Aeter has sped that up ))
Shona:
Shona took a deep breath in. "Wow. Thanks guys. Sorry we went out alone."
Bruetus:
"Live an' learn, eh?"
Naralon:
"Well, it could be a good or bad thing.
Shona:
"We might have got another good amount of information out of it though."
Bruetus:
"Still, yeh found somethin' tha's worth keepin' in mind - we're up agains' more 'n goblins."
Naralon:
"We know now for sure that the Bathhouse is our primary target. However, if those rat-things are in league with the dwarf who owns it, he might be smart enough to hide for a while."
Naralon:
"So we might have just blown an opportunity."
Ivanika:
"You vere very brave, I did not t'ink you vould find anything of interest." she looks over Shona and Naralon again, with those concerned green eyes, not quite sure what to make of their night time escapdes. "Nights here are more danzherous zhan I though."
Ivanika:
"Vhat do you t'ink zhey vere up to?"
Naralon:
"I don't know! I'm not sure we ever will after tonight."
Ginji is disconnected.
Bruetus:
"'t'would nae s'prise me if they were jus' skulkin' 'bout."
Bruetus:
"But there's got tae be more tae it 'n tha'."
Naralon:
"It's possible. I guess we'll find out tomorrow. Well, good night!"
* Naralon gets up from the chair. She quickly recites a new arcane chant, bringing both of her hands above her head, suddenly vanishing.
Bruetus:
"Hrm. I s'pose we'll see."
Ginji has connected.
Ginji:
((Trolololol))
Ivanika:
((well.. two people left.. and the rest of us didn't want to )
Shona:
((Hey. Hey. Hey. Shush you. What have I been telling you.))
Ivanika:
( don't see a problem with it really - I just want to know which of the two of them is scooby, and which is shaggy )
Shona:
((*Glare*))
Elisabetha: (( ROFLMAO ))
Elisabetha: (( OMG! ARI! THAT WAS AMAZING AND I LOVE YOU SO MUCH RIGHT NOW! ))
Shona:
((We are clearly neither cause we are not scardy cats!))
Ivanika:
(( XD if only I had my mic on right now XD ))
Shona:
((It doesn't work cause we are brave!))
Ivanika:
((wait, who ran away right away to go back to the inn for more munchies? ))
Shona:
((Grrrrrr grumble grumble.))
Shona:
((............More barmaid booty you mean........))
Ivanika:
(( if she likes scraggly tall guys with bad hygene ))
Ivanika:
((you were shaggy right? ))
Naralon:
(( I am slightly homophobic. ))
Shona:
(9NO!))))))))))))))
Shona:
((ljhagopudhgajkndfgipuanrkgjnsdl;fkmh[airohgup))
Ivanika:
(( I was going to make a joke.. but I'll refrain ^_^ )
Shona:
(9Wanna knoW!))
Ivanika:
(( something about tough luck for Shona, she'll need a higher charisma to meet IVa's make out standards ))
Aeter:
HEY GINJI.
Aeter:
WHY DID THE KOALA FALL OUT OF THE TREE?!
Ivanika:
(( THESE ANGEL WINGS NEVER LIE ))
Aeter:
Because it was dead.
Naralon:
(isn't she based off a draenei? i thought all of them were lesbos)
Shona:
((Too high?))
Unknown command: "joke". Try /help for a list of commands.
Aeter:
Ivanika:
(( who? ))
Elisabetha: (( .....THAT EXPLAINS EVERYTHING, ARI! OMG! ))
Ivanika:
(( what? omg O.O ))
Shona:
((She is saying Iva is a lesbian.))
Elisabetha: (( Iva's friendship with Beth. The angel and the warlock, I mean, come on... ))
Ivanika:
(( lol ))
Ivanika:
(( has nothing to do with needing a good friend to share bottles of wine with regularly! ))
Shona:
((Yeah. You broke out the expensive stuff when Shona left. The only other girl there was Beth.))
Shona:
((I see what;s going on here.))
Elisabetha: (( roflmao ))
Shona:
((Iva like her beats fast and her girls down low. XD lol))
Aeter:
( wat 0
Aeter:
I totally need someone to take charge of this party.
Shona:
((It was a play on words from that song. ))
Aeter:
Step into the driver's seat!
Ivanika:
(( look I've had a plan since the session sdtarted ))
Shona:
((Aeter. I want ICE CREAM!))
Ivanika:
((shaggy and scooby decided to deviate from it!, not my fault! ))
Shona:
((I have also. Doesn't change that you want some warlock. lol))
Shona:
((Hey
Aeter:
WELL.
Naralon:
(( If you kids don't shut up I swear I will pull over and slap you with my ring hand! ))
Aeter:
GRAB DAPHNE.
Shona:
((ICE CREAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!))
Elisabetha: (( I want oranges ))
Aeter:
HOP IN THE MYSTERY MACHINE
Aeter:
LET'S GO WITH THIS
Shona:
((It's K. Oranges.)_)
Ivanika:
Iva will follow her usual morning routine, up just before sunrise, washing and dressing with the help of her maid, she will carry out an hour long service of prayer and study that begins exactly at sunrise. She will then change into some nice clothes, and head downstairs for breakfast and to find her companions for their trip to the Bath house.
Aeter:
Shona's shaggy. Naralon's scooby. Ivanika's Velma and Elizabetha's Daphne. Zanoren can be Fred.
Naralon:
(( Naralon = Velma probably ))
Naralon:
(( Or not. ))
Aeter:
She is totally too hyper to be Velma. Also, she's tiny.
Aeter:
Elizabetha + Bruetus OTP
Shona:
((..................................................T_T.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................I .......................................Hate..............................Everything..............................................................))
Ivanika:
(( I didn't realize that Velma was a bodacious redhead, but sure! ))
Elisabetha: (( The dwarf is Fred? What? ))
Ivanika:
((as long as he wears an ascot I am good with it ))
Elisabetha: (( At least give Beth the human! Or the elf! Where's what's his face? ))
Shona:
((LoL! Se. It doesn'y make sense for me to be Shaggy.))
* Naralon wakes up that morning, cleaning up, giving her spellbook a quick perusal, then heading down for breakfast, where she has something with eggs and sausage, washed down with a couple of ale pints.
Ivanika:
( I would think one would stagger her, but that's just me! GNOMES ARE TINY )
Ivanika:
Iva orders poached eggs, orange juice, and toast.
Aeter:
Alrighty. I'm wrapping things up a bit early tonight. There will be a post on the boards in the next hour or so -- Go roleplay! FIND SOMETHING SILVER! You know what you're facing! Fight the good fight!
Aeter:
Next week, it's time to confront Orak without the aid of Bruetus.
Bruetus:
Smite Evil would be SO GOOD against lycanthropes too. ))
Aeter:
Isi may be joining us in two weeks time to play a fighter character.
Naralon:
(( Excellent. ))
Naralon:
(( Sorry Bruetus. ))
Aeter:
If not, I may be hunting down someone else to fill the last slot with Bruetus revolving in and out in the 'NPC assistant' slot that Felian had been taking up.
Bruetus:
((Bah, I say. BAH.))
Naralon:
(( If Naralon dies I can always roll a fighter/barbarian/warblade/frenzied berserker! ))
Shona:
((Off for icecream time!))
Shona:
BRB
Ginji is disconnected.
Riaan is disconnected.
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