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All About The Mustard

2018-06-21T05:05:40Z

Lorik: Created page with "<div style="padding:5px; background-color:#e7eaea;"> == Log Info == *Title: The Quiet Option(aka All About The Mustard) *Emitter: Lorik *Characters: Morgan Wiz5, Desdemona Swa..."

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== Log Info ==
*Title: The Quiet Option(aka All About The Mustard)
*Emitter: Lorik
*Characters: Morgan Wiz5, Desdemona Swash2, Itzpapalotl Art2, Kaelthilas Rgr3, Preston Wiz2
*Place: Felwood
*Time: Jun 16, 2018
*Summary: Off to explore the Felwood!
*APL: 4
*Encounter 1: 1 Half-fiend Kobold Ranger3 CR 2, 1 Half-fiend Kobold Rogue3 CR 2
*Encounter 2: 1 Javelin Trap CR2, 1 Floor Saw Trap CR3
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Once more Lorik, intrepid Shadow Elf man of mystery...ok...well he's not that mysterious. He's more self concious. But he's getting better about that! I mean he's more confident now that he's been in awhile. He hasn't gotten anyone killed or anything at any recent point in time. He's saved people and killed spider things and...

...and I'm getting off topic...

...BUT! At the moment he /is/ leading a small band of misfits and never-do-wells and Preston out on a little hunting trip.

A trip underground.

At least least that is the initial plan.

To find a way into the underground highway the Master of Helsteeds is using to move his twisted mounts out of the Felwood.

Yes. That is the plan. Find an entrance. Scout it out to see just what lies in the darkness, then return at a later time with a more powerful and numerous group of stalwart adventures. And maybe Desi.

Of course the trip though the Felwood hasn't been entirely without incidenct. There was the run in with some lightning crabs. Then the strange ant creatures. Then the oozes. Lorik hates oozes now, some got in his /shoes/.

...but finally. After many trials the small band stands before a low hill, one that raises out of the center of a clearing. Halfway up the slope of the hill lies the deep, dark, unwelcoming maw of a cave.

Well unwelcoming to most. To Lorik it seems pretty much like home.

GAME: Morgan refreshes spells.

GAME: Preston refreshes spells.

Itzpapalotl has arrived.

GAME: Itzpapalotl refreshes spells.

Morgan is not much of a tracker but she is known for being helpfull for a wizard that does not complain when in the woods. She is keeping quiet for the most part so others are not distracted.

There is no indication that the giantic lizard is paying attention the people around her. Her vocation is as an engineer, though some might wonder whqat kind given the pieces of patchwork artifice armour she wears, with spikes on her rbroad shoulders. Right now wthe lizard's scales are a deep crimson red, and her yellow eyes remain unblinking as she walks along. No words. Little excess movement. After a time the lizard clacks her jaw and breathes inward in a sharp hiss. "..Oozesss should not be able to imitate birds." Everyone was traumatised by the earlier encounter.

To say that Desdemona is not excited is an understatement. When the plan is diving in through the Felwood and crawling around in dank caves fill with fungus dragons she has informed everyone that copious amounts of booze must be consumed after they get back to civilization. So she agreed to accompany Preston and Lorik, because even if they're going to a very uncomfortable place, it's still an adventure.

The walk through the wood was unpleasant to say the least, she was constantly keeping her eye out for fiery crabs and other dangerous beasties. However nothing compares to anxiety of staring down into the dark maw of the cave's enterence. Looking over to her companions and clears her throat. "Well, there is absolutely no sky down there, or open air, just darkness and dragon fungus." Desi pauses for a moment and puts her hands on her hips. "Tally-ho...?" She doesn't sound confident.

GAME: Preston casts Mage Armor. Caster Level: 2 DC: 14

And Preston indeed.

Dressed in dark charcoal trousers and a vest, that are nearly black, with a slightly softer grey shirt of fine cut and impeccable fit beneath his vest, in slightly sturdier fabrics than he usually prefers to wear, he's at least making an attempt to adapt to a life in which he tromps around in evil forests on the regular. He still looks a lot like he's about to attend a fancy merchant's lunch instead. The pop of color on his shoulder, namely his six-headed snake familiar, Bartholomew, in orange and white, completely reduces whatever stealth effect he was apparently going for by dressing in such a somber array.

He is staring ruefully down at his shoes, too. Usually polished to a shine pretty enough to see one's face in, they are currently covered in mud. And fire crab guts.

But he does not complain. He is not given to that, on the whole. The young mage has an ornate dagger out, and it's got a little gore on it. Other than the fine mist of arcane armor wreathing gently around his clothes, he has not yet cast any other spells on this trek, prefering to keep what few he can manage at this point in his career as conserved as possible. This has meant he's gotten //far// more up-close-and-personal with various creatures than he really prefers to get.

Ever.

He can only nod in agreement with the lizard, a rueful expression crossing over his face. "Seems we're here, at least."

"This way..," Kaelthilas had said an hour ago and gesturing to some brush which might seem otherwise like all the other brush in the region.

Shroud in ethereal white silk and shimmering scales the dawn-elf defies all convention of a pathfinder. Yet as they move through the forest he leaves no trace. Movements which rustle no flora. Footsteps that leave no impression upon wet soil. He strides through the woods in a soundless march slowing only to point to some broken twig or faint outline in the soil.

Only when they reach the clearing does he stop. Taking the waterskin from his belt he takes a long sip from it before addressing the others, "Upon the hill. A cave." Then he does crouch. Seemingly melding with the shadows despite glimmer and glory, "Once we exit the woodline we will be exposed. Look to field and ridge," he gestures with soft gloved hands, "for foes on overwatch -- before we cross."

GAME: Kaelthilas rolls perception: (19)+10: 29

GAME: Morgan rolls perception: (7)+9: 16

GAME: Desdemona rolls perception: (11)+7: 18

GAME: Itzpapalotl rolls perception: (8)+5: 13

GAME: Preston rolls perception: (11)+3: 14

"No. No they should not." Lorik's words agree with Itzpa's as the shadow elf glances up at the cave for a moment. There is a slight frown of thought to his face as he looks up there before he seems to nod to himself. "If you all can make it up there, I'll make sure to catch up. Trust me I can move faster underground than most. It /is/ home for me after all. I'm going to go search around the other side of the hill, make sure there isn't any supprises."

And with that the overly enthuastic shadow elf darts off.

Why is he never around with the mess starts?! Its a conspiracy I tell you.

Regardless almost as soon as Lorik darts away though the trees, using the edge of the forest as cover, Kael's sharp eyes pick out something unusual.

While Desdemona, Itzpa, Morgan, and Preston can see a thin and windy trail to the open cave that has been in-expertly concealed, Kael picks out about fifteen feet above the entrence a scrub of thorny bush that seems like...most thorny bushes in this area. Except for the fact that it /shouldn't/ be growing there. And it defintally shouldn't have a bare tip of what seems to be a crude spear sticking up just over the tip of the thorn marked wood and leaves.

Its a guard blind. And only his /KEEN RANGER SENSES/ could have spotted it. The people who put it up were professionals...just...not the people sitting there now.

GAME: Morgan casts Mage Armor. Caster Level: 5 DC: 17

The High Elf's gold-flecked eyes scan the clearing for several long moments. Sweeping first the land they must pass through and then their destination.

"There," he whispers pointing to the cave and then turning his hand, palm up, lifting it slightly towards the heavens, "The scrub above the cave. Spinose rarely grow upon hillsides and that one has been transplanted. Concealment and protection against a charge."

"If none others have capability, I am willing to maneuver around," Kaelthilas says, "when I am revealed at least they will have two fronts." It's as this point he glances aside and briefly looks to them over his shoulder, "Other suggestions?"

Morgan thinks for a moment and has a feeling she better get her armor up now. Her hands turn to fists as she says "troth ve." and a deep blue aura looking armor surounds her for a moment before fading away. "I have no better ones to give you Kaelthilas."

"This sounds like a most bold and brave plan, Master Kaelthilas," Preston whispers politely. He had looked impressed when the high elf began pointing out the transplanted plant, in a true sense. He is certainly not adverse to the ranger's plan by any stretch of the imagination. And let's be real, he's not exactly going to be the heavy hitter of this party. His talents lie elsewhere. He's still learning on the matter of plans, too.

The speartip shifts slightly, as if whoever is behind the blind is slightly bored of his job. Or just stiff from watching. Its hard to tell which by just a speartip.

Itzpapalotl straightens and opens a compartment in her left pauldron. She is producing whet stones and tools, as well as scroll that unfurls to show a series of instructions. She's taking the time to sharpen the steel covering her claws, apparently. The Artifcer works efficiently, whispering back, "If you would like to go ahead then you should. SHout if you have need of assistance." She is unperturbed, at least. "I am not particularly stealthy." Maybe if she were less than eight feet tall.

Desdemona leans forward as the blind is pointed out and she smirks. "Oh by all means go ahead and flank them, and I'd be more than happy to play obvious distraction." She says with a smirk and a bow. She didn't go with her full outfit, as a long coat would easily get stuck on branches and brambles, and besides, there is no need to be flashy in dark caves. She rests her hand on her sword and pulls her buckler off of it's holder in the back. "Either way, I think it's rude for us to not introduce ourselves right?"

GAME: Itzpapalotl rolls stealth: (15)+-1: 14

GAME: Kaelthilas rolls stealth: (5)+8: 13

Morgan looks towards the spear poking out area "stay near me untill I can haste all of you."

Right. Playing distraction. Preston Bayweather is on the job.

He just sort of ambles up with anyone who wants to amble up with him, one hand in his pocket, his dagger most convincingly behind his back.

And he says, as one does:

"Pardon me, gentleman in the plant. Do you happen to have any of that very fine stone ground mustard? I'm afraid my sandwich is bereft."

Why does anyone take this kid anywhere?

When they look up to see the person asking about sandwiches Iztpapalotl is going tense. She straightens, her long tail stretched outr behind her, clawed forelimbs almost on the ground. Then gears in her armour begin to move. Click, click. Click. There's a rumbling as the servos come to life then and the lizard adds onto Preston's distraction by... Leaping past him with a ferocious, echoing hiss.

She's... Helping. Right?

Kaelthilas waits a moment. When no other idea is expressed he rises to full stature and then steps backward and away from the group. Wordlessly he begins to move through the woods circumnavigating the hillside so that he can approach from a direction the brush does not immediately cover. Utilizing the hillside itself from cover.

Breaking the tree line he paths directly for the slope which he begins to ascend. Up an over. Towards the blind.

GAME: Lorik rolls 1d20: (14): 14

Stone. Ground. Mustard. "We are really going to have to work on your distraction techniques Your Grace." Desdemona teases as she takes her sword out and waggles it around a bit. "Oy! You heard the man! Hand over the stone ground mustard!"

=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- ATTENTION -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

Lorik has dropped a TIMESTOP!

Please +init, then cease all roleplay and actions immediately and wait for Lorik to instruct you further.

For in-combat commands, type: +thelp.

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GAME: Lorik rolls 2d10: (16): 16

Duncan goes Kultari Road <N>.

Duncan has left.

"I say my good fellow! Is someone demanding you hand over your mustard?"

The group steps out of the shadows of the trees to demands of mustard and attention. They defiantly get one of them. There is a rustling behind the bush and then a chatter of words in...some language...

"I think there is! Why the black hearted fiends! I'll never give it up! I killed and ate the merchant that peddled it fair and square!"

The first voice is sharper, the second rougher. Both seem higher pitched on the scale and both speak that odd tounge quite well.

The first voice chuckles. "Black hearted fiends. Isn't that ironic coming from you?"

"Is that really irony old sport? I mean they want my mustard. They must be devils worse than the likes of us."

"True true, no one demands a man's mustard without giving something in return. I suppose we should see them off then?"

"Yes it seems so, you see what you can do while I set off the alarm would you?"

"Of course!"

Which is about when a figure pops out from behind the blind itself. At first it doesn't look that imposing. I mean he isn't even three feet tall. Scaled red skin and a sling dangles from one hand. The small set of curling horns on its forehead, and the glowing eyes thoughs ay it's more than just a normal kobold. "I don't suppose you all would just pop off and leave us to our lunch would you?" He calls out in his own language before shrugging. "Ah well. I suppose not."

Then the sling snaps forwards, sending a single small round object flying though the air...right at Itzpa. Where it explodes into a patch of thick choking smoke around her.

Thankfully for Kael though? They seem to have missed his presence. Which means he has the perfect view of a second kobold. Blue skinned this time but with the same curling horns and glowing eyes. This one is dressed in a light scale mail armor, and holds a pair of handaxes. One of which is raised back to strike a rope that holds a lamp over a deep shaft. An obvious alarm system that only Kael has a clear view of.

GAME: Lorik rolls 1d20+5: (5)+5: 10

GAME: Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 17.

It is now Spike's turn! Morgan is next!

GAME: Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 15.

It is now Morgan's turn! Desdemona is next!

GAME: Morgan casts Haste. Caster Level: 5 DC: 19

Morgan holds her arms out long as she says in a hollod voice "temepilt wuPreston gently angles the dagger all around so they can see more of it. He spends a moment on that right wall passage, but looks at the others, murmuring, "The main passage would give more room for their creatures, but seems awfully obvious. I don't know. What do you think, Master Kaelthilas?" If anyone here is going to choose the right direction, the young man's money is on the ranger. As for Lorik, he casts a worried glance...in no direction that has any bearing on the way Lorik went, the way people do sometimes.

Morgan looks a bit concerned when the prints are pointed out "One thing I know about kobolds are they are smart and love to ambush people with impresive traps." she then adds with "put if we need extra strength let me know I can boost one of you."

GAME: Preston rolls perception: (12)+3: 15

GAME: Kaelthilas rolls perception: (4)+10: 14

GAME: Desdemona rolls perception: (9)+7: 16

GAME: Morgan rolls perception: (7)+9: 16

GAME: Itzpapalotl rolls perception: (13)+5: 18

As they delve into the cave, Desdemona takes one good long look at the fresh air, the sky, and what they they still have coming through the Fellwood. She does not like it at all, and feels like all of the walls are closing in on her. She takes a few deep breaths and finally follows everyone inside. For once, she is very quiet, keeping her jokes to herself as they pick a direction. Her hand however remains on her sword, ready to pull it out when she needs it.

Carefully the way is taken down the right hand passage. Moving further and further away from the comforting light of day. The only light now the glimmer of Preston's dagger. The shadows close in, and still no shadow elf to be found.

The tunnel about fifty feet from the main corridor, and Kael's keen ranger senses can tell that up above they would be nearing about where the kobolds had their blind...

Which is when there is a click, as the elf steps on a seemingly innocent stone in the passage, soft sound of a mechninism released as a hidden pannel opens before them and a javelin launches out for the ranger.

Thankfully its kobold sized.

GAME: Lorik rolls 1d20+15: (17)+15: 32

GAME: Lorik rolls 1d4+6: (2)+6: 8

Within the cave it would seem the elf does not step as lightly as he did within the woods.

The moment he feels his foot depress he starts. Body coiling as if to spring - but too slowly. The small-sized javelin lances outward from the wall. Punching a hole through his glimmering breastplate and the scale beneath. He doubles forward slightly in pain taking the instrument with both hands he closes his eyes, mind retreating for a moment, before tugging it free.

Warmth trickles down his abdomen and dropping the javelin upon the floor he pulls a soft white cloth that is wedged between his waist and his belt. He begins to work it beneath his breastplate before starting forward again. Procuring dried herbs from somewhere upon his form he inserts them between his lower lip and his teeth. Saliva breaking them down slowly. Dulling the pain.

He says nothing by way of complaint. Refuses offers for aid. "A minor inconvenience," he claims.

Preston jumps a mile high when the elf before him is hit. The stoic ranger declares it a minor inconvenience, and he just slow nods and widens his eyes. "Uh. Yes. Quite."

He spends a few moments trying to figure out some intelligent way to find more of those though. Not the floor, that will never yield its secrets. He pauses a moment to go look at the wall, carefully, where the dart just came from. If he can identify the pattern on the wall, perhaps they will have a trifle more warning a trigger stone is about, and can do their best to avoid them, or at least pause and search a little more carefullyl.

GAME: Kaelthilas rolls perception: (15)+10: 25

GAME: Preston rolls perception: (6)+3: 9

GAME: Itzpapalotl rolls perception: (3)+5: 8

GAME: Morgan rolls perception: (12)+9: 21

Round the corner they go, now on high alert for anything out of the ordinary. Sneaking carefully though, moving carefully past. More eyes are better but its the keen elven sight of the wounded ranger that plucks the little details from ahead of them.

A slightly clear piece of floor, near the archway to a room of some sort. The bare trickle of daylight comes from the room itself.

But the floor...Kael can pick out three grooves in the sandy ground that are too straight to be natural. Matched up with notches in the stone of the wall that seem to be the same. The grooves seem to be about ten feet in length, stopping abruptly. Unnaturally so.

And in the middle of those grooves? Another set of 'totally innocent' stones that the ranger now knows to be anything but.

Morgan waits untill every one is backed away from the trap, she then tosses her staff and makes her hand move like she is controlling a puppit with strings. She hits the triger as hard as she can before making it to fly back to her hand

Preston couldn't find anything on the wall, and he's been engaged in this entire exercise of trying not to step on the cracks. Like. He's 10. He has the grace to look embarrassed when Morgan's maneuver makes him leap a bit out of his skin. He rubs his fingers through his hair, blows out his cheeks, gives a sheepish smile, and well. "L-look, there," he says. "Wagon grooves, d-do you think?"

He pat pats the laconic Bartholomew on all six of the snake's heads, because clearly it's Bartholomew who has come down with a bad case of nerves, and not, say, the indomitable Preston Bayweather himself.

A soon as Morgan flings her stick, which coincides with Preston pointing out the wagon tracks...well many things happen at once.

There is a decided click from the rock that Morgan hit and suddenly a ripping sound of blades. Blades tearing free of the ground and ripping down those grooves. Jagged saw-edged things that snicker snack back and forth. More come from the side filling the 10 foot area with...well...if anyone was in there it wouldn't have been pleasant...

...it only takes moments and the noise is considerable. The mechanisms screaching as they activate, speed up, and then slowly whirl down...

...and stop.

The blades remain deployed, unmoving and doscile. Able to edge around now...and strangely no guards pour in from the other room to see what their traps caught.

In fact. There is no sound at all from the other room...

...until...

A familiar voice of a shadow elf comes from past the next room. "Ah, my friends? Is that you? I don't suppose you have any rope on you?"

There is a slight echo to said voice.

Morgan looks impressed that the kobolds can do this in suck a area and is glad her staff did not eat it or get hit by the blades. She then hears Lorik speak and she starts to look in her bag "crap I left my rope with my girl friend."

"Oh look, traps. Of course there are traps." Desdemona whispers with a frown as she presses herself up against the walll. As they are triggered, her eyes go wide and she shakes her head. She really wants to nope out of here, as fast as her feet can take her, but she promised to help and here she will stay. Though it's easy to see she isn't enjoying herself. Hearing that familiar voice, some of the tension finally leaves her and she smirks. "And here I thought you knew your way around these caves! So much for being a guide, we might have to hire someone else!" She has some rope somewhere and will help anyone who wishes to dip down and save the shadow elf.

There is this moment where Preston nearly hits the ceiling, pulls his arm and leg up and into his body in the classic 'ahhhh!' pose, lets out a cry as his theory is disproven in a most violent and terrifying sort of way. His blue eyes are huge as this happens, and if he doesn't faint dead away he sure seems like he wants to. He swallows hard, just holding this pose for a second ,as if he is afraid that dropping it will mean suddenly being sliced into a trillion pieces. "By Eluna's firey eyes, what utter madness is this! Even the things that are supposed to be here could just up and..."

He makes wild sawing motions with his hands, as if to mime getting all kinds of sawed in half.

And then, sudden Lorik. "Ah. I say. There he is," he tells Desdemona weakly. "Oh. You have rope? Capitol. I didn't think to bring any of that. I suppose that's a thing one ought to go carrying, rope."

And he brings his leg and arm down with slow, tentative motions.

Kaelthilas presses himself against the wall and moves nimbly alongside it to avoid the sawblades.

Upon the other side he gestures faintly hand upward and elbow bent to signal the others as keen elvish senses detect something living within the other room. He reaches to his back then grasping the hilt of Mydraahil only to stop as the 'something' speaks and is given form in his mind.

He exhales then, fingers slacking, as he shakes his head. When Desdemona comes forward searching for rope he moves backward a step, "I'll cover the rear." Kael says giving the rest of them time to pull Lorik from his blunder.

Seeing Preston's reaction to everything, Desdemona reaches into her pocket and passes her flask over.

Crossing the traps brings them to what is obviously a guardroom. In the ceiling there is a round hole bored int he stone and sunlight filters down. Below it is a small firepit filled with oil. The idea obviously to cut the lamp that hung up top and light the fire here as a warning.

There /should/ be several more of the kobold creatures here waiting for them...

...however the only one there seems to be a corpse. A corpse with a crossbow bolt protruding from its skull and flame-blacked scales around the impact point. It looks fairly comical, lying flat on its back on the ground with a look of surprise on its face.

...right near a triggered pit trap.

At the bottom of said trap, also flat on his back, lies Lorik. Contorted slightly around the spikes that line the bottom of the pit.

"Well I saw all the /other/ traps!" He protests towards Desdemona as he starts to extract himself. "And I did find a back door! But...I think we can map more of the tunnels from here. Or..." And now he sounds excited. Even as he tries not to stab himself any worse than he already has. "Or ambush one of their shipments! That sounds fantastic doesn't it!"

...well. At least he's ok.

...and they now have a foothold in the Helmaster's territory.

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==2014 Logs==

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|December 3, 2014
|[[PrP: Sinkhole Part 2a]]
|[[Kidda]],[[Thanix]],[[Kroth]],[[Yngvild]]
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|December 5, 2014
|[[Commitee]]
|[[Kiroth]], [[Meihui]], [[Mikilos]]
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|December 6, 2014
|[[MEETUP: Snowball Fight!]]
|[[Aldean]], [[Godwyn]], [[Ionus]], [[Kidda]], [[Meihui]], <br />[[Silmeria]], [[Jibbom]], [[Lorien]], [[Benthus]], [[Arixillo]],<br /> [[Vroole]], [[Abrahil]], [[Munch]], [[Mikilos]], [[Zalara]], [[Stirling]], [[Talazia]]
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|December 9, 2014
|[[PrP: Decoy (part 2)]]
|[[Jessamy]], [[Jahnavi]]
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|December 11,2014
|[[Snow Play]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Rhar]], [[Autumn]], [[Aldean]], [[Amithil]]
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|December 12, 2014
|[[PrP: Pickety Pickety]]
|[[Nuanna]], [[Jal]], [[Amithil]], [[Vroole]], [[Thanix]]
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|December 13, 2014
|[[PrP: Milk Run]]
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|December 13, 2014
|[[PrP: Ambush]]
|[[Schneider]], [[Lothos]], [[Aldean]], [[Kiroth]]
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|December 14, 2014
|[[PrP: Trade Route]]
|[[Jahnavi]], [[Alba]], [[Amithil]], [[Jal]], [[Aevarr]], [[Tiasa]]
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|December 14, 2014
|[[Poetic Souls]]
|[[Tiasa]], [[Alba]], [[Raethon]], [[Stirling]], [[Bahken]]
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|December 16, 2014
|[[PrP: Pookems and Snookems]]
|[[Belladona]], [[Kroth]], [[Amithil]]
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|December 20, 2014
|[[PrP: Supplies!]]
|[[Aurala]], [[Benthus]], [[Oates]], [[Rhar]], [[Tatyannah]], and [[Zalara]]. Run by [[Ssylrath]].
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|December, 2014
|[[A Series of Sad Bars]]
|[[Talazia]], [[Svarshan]], [[Aldean]], [[Godwyn]]
|-
|December 22, 2014
|[[Bandit Trouble]]
|[[Azariah]], [[Brianna]], [[Kroth]], [[Vroole]], [[Yngvild]]
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|December 22, 2014
|[[PrP: Finding Rachel]]
|[[Eligar]], [[Aevarr]]
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|December 24, 2014
|[[PrP: Think of the Children!]]
|[[Jessamy]], [[Raethon]], [[Takiyah]], [[Tiasa]], and [[Vroole]], run by [[Ssylrath]]
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|December 25, 2014
|[[PrP: Dying Paladin]]
|[[Sophia]], [[Munch]], [[Lothos]]
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|December 26, 2014
|[[PrP: It's Always Bugs]]
|[[Benthus]], [[Corra]], and [[Kravar]], run by [[Ssylrath]]
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|December 29, 2014
|[[PrP: Rescue the Orphans 2]]
|[[Corra]], [[Godwyn]], [[Aldean]]
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|December 31, 2014
|[[PrP: Unwanted Residents]]
|[[Yrqeem]], [[Uraug]], [[Tiasa]],[[Kroth]]
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==2015 Logs==
===January===

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| January 2, 2015
|[[PrP: Breeding Grounds]]
|[[Silmeria]], [[Kroth]], [[Thanix]], [[Taro]]
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|January 4, 2015
|[[PrP: Guardians at the Gate]]
|[[Laefwyn]], [[Alakton]], [[Renfrey]], [[Pips]], [[Taro]], [[Rhar]]
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|January 6, 2015
|[[PrP: Scouts or just Wolves]]
|[[Alba]],[[Dain]],[[Belladona]]
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|January 7, 2015
|[[PrP: Do you wanna chomp a snowman?]]
|[[Aevarr]],[[Kroth]],[[Smythly]]
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|January 8, 2015
|[[PrP: Barney the Bear]]
|[[Kroth]], [[Terewin]], [[Blackjack]], [[Arkun]]
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|January 8, 2015
|[[PrP: Breeding Grounds 2]]
|[[Silmeria]], [[Pips]], [[Charis]], [[Taro]]
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|January 8, 2015
|[[Pubbing]]
|[[Vroole]], [[Oliver]], [[Cesran]], [[Mikilos]], [[Stjepan]]
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|January 9, 2015
|[[PrP:The_Cairn]]
|[[Terewin]], [[Faiza]], [[Blackjack]], [[Pips]], [[Belladona]]
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|January 11, 2015
|[[PrP: Missing Husband]]
|[[Bahken]], [[Flicker]]
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|January 11, 2015
|[[Theater Front]]
|[[Aldean]], [[Flicker]], [[Basil]], [[Mikilos]], [[Benthus]]
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|January 10, 2015
|[[PrP:_Goblins%3F_Bandits%3F_Stolen_babies!|PrP: Goblins and Stolen Babies]]
|Silmeria, Dain, Charis, Barsool-um
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|January 12, 2015
|[[Market Crash]]
|[[Tiasa]], [[Te'Andra]], [[Solace]], [[Selia]], [[Ivy]], [[Cesran]], [[Basil]], [[Flicker]], [[Audax]]
|-
|January 16, 2015
|[[PrP: Haunted Playhouse]]
|[[Belladona]], [[Yngvild]], [[Flicker]], [[Faiza]]
|-
|January 17, 2015
|[[PrP:Walk in the Woods]]
|[[Silmeria]], [[Kroth]], [[Dain]], [[Morasha]]
|-
|January 17th, 2015
|[[PrP: Doge Day Afternoon]]
|[[Faiza]], [[Terewin]], [[Rayne]], [[Bahken]], [[Tiasa]]
|-
|January 18, 2015
|[[PrP: Danger Close]]
|[[Zalara]], [[Rhar]], [[Lothos]], [[Margaret]]
|-
|January 18, 2015
|[[PrP: Lost Tower]]
|[[Zalara]], [[Rhar]], [[Renfrey]], [[Valadhiel]]
|-
|January 20, 2015
|[[PrP: A Beautiful Mine]]
|[[Kroth]], [[Silmeria]], [[Yngvild]], [[Jahnavi]], [[Morasha]], [[Daromu]]
|-
|January 21, 2015
|[[Meetup: Angoron Party!]]
|[[Yngvild]], [[Jibbom]], [[Morasha]], [[Munch]], [[Kroth]], [[Bahken]],<br /> [[Hrist]], [[Nicolai]], [[Boshter]], [[Halani]], [[Stjepan]], [[Rayne]]
|-
|January 22, 2015
|[[PrP: An Apprentice Problem]]
|[[Kiroth]], [[Lothos]], [[Rhar]], [[Margaret]]
|-
|January 25, 2015
|[[PrP: Hunter and Prey]]
|[[Lily]], [[Latenat]]
|-
|January 26, 2015
|[[A Suddenly Bad Day]]
|[[Elessa]], [[Tatyannah]], [[Lily]], [[Benthus]]
|-
|January 26, 2015
|[[Mountain Rest]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Jahnavi]]
|-
|January 27, 2015
|[[Recruitment Efforts]]
|[[Elessa]], [[Kerbasy]], [[Aldean]], [[Silmeria]], [[Cesran]]
|-
|January 30, 2015
|[[PrP: The Diary]]
|[[Charis]], [[Aevarr]], [[Stjepan]], [[Yngvild]], [[Gareth]], [[Oliver]], [[Faiza]], [[Belladona]]
|-
|January 30, 2015
|[[PrP: Portal Trouble]]
|[[Bahken]], [[Duncan]], [[Lothos]], [[Lyrana]], and [[Zarr]]. Run by [[Ssylrath]]
|-
|January 22, 2015
|[[PrP: Yippee Ki Yay]]
|[[Kroth]], [[Bennet]], [[Mara]], [[Belladona]]
|-
|January 31, 2015
|[[PrP: Clearing the Cache]]
|[[Aldean]], [[Renfrey]], [[Kiroth]], [[Margaret]]
|-
|January 31, 2015
|[[PRP: Monkey Business]]
|[[Aldean]], [[Lothos]], [[Godwyn]], [[Corra]], [[Abrahil]], [[Rhar]]
|-
|}

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==2016 Logs==
===January===

{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|January 1, 2016
|[[PrP: Sticky Situation]]
|[[Haggerty]], [[Raethon]], [[Chach]], [[MAC-B1G]], [[Sigrid]], [[Eirene]]
|-
|January 2, 2016
|[[PrP: Murderous Cannibal]]
|[[Haggerty]], [[Sigrid]], [[Kailin]], [[Malkael]]
|-
|January 5, 2016
|[[Docks Talk]]
|[[Munch]], [[Kailin]]
|-
|January 7, 2016
|[[PrP: Borders II: Raiders of the Lost Cart]]
|[[Haggerty]], [[Kailin]], [[Kaj]], [[Krom]]
|-
|January 10, 2016
|[[PrP: The Lost Boy]]
|[[Garak]], [[Munch]], [[Verna]], [[Tiasa]]
|-
|January 11, 2016
|[[PrP: Village of Glenspiel]]
|[[Haggerty]], [[Kailin]], [[Sigrid]]
|-
|January 11, 2016
|[[Woods Wizards]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Fayde]]
|-
|January 12, 2016
|[[Snipe hunt]]
|[[Munch]], [[Uneth]], [[Iadoth]]
|-
|January 13, 2016
|[[Before the Society]]
|[[Verna]], [[Solace]], [[Kailin]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|January 14, 2016
|[[PrP: Bandit Tree]]
|[[Veloria]], [[Sigrid]]
|-
|January 22, 2016
|[[PrP: Mining Job]]
|[[Kailin]], [[Sasha]], [[Drok'thar]]
|-
|January 22, 2016
|[[Meetup: Courtroom Blues: Prelude]]
|[[Kailin]], [[Stirling]], [[Veloria]]
|-
|January 23, 2016
|[[Meetup: Bardic Concert]]
|[[Kailin]], [[Stirling]], [[Aldean]], [[Jibbom]], [[Silmeria]], [[Arisha]], [[Stjepan]], [[Abrahil]], [[Serene]], [[Svarshan]], [[Verna]], [[Miruan]]
|-
|January 24, 2016
|[[PrP: Cult Leader]]
|[[Tiasa]], [[Garak]], [[Verna]], [[Alba]], and [[Nadara ]]
|-
|January 28, 2016
|[[PrP: Buried Demons]]
|[[Kailin]], [[Vasya]], [[Sully]], [[Thanix]]
|-
|January 29, 2016
|[[PrP: Demons in the Manor]]
|[[Halena]], [[Vasya]], [[Kailin]], [[Ezriya]]
|-
|January 31, 2016
|[[Blades of Hell]]
|[[Kailin]], [[Kalkorth]], [[Vasya]], [[Veloria]], [[Kevan]]
|-
|February 2, 2016
|[[A Ladle Help, Please]]
|[[Arisha]], [[Veloria]]
|-
|January 29, 2016
|[[Meetup: Fancy Party]]
|[[Vati]] [[Kailin]], [[Myrana]], [[Abrahil]], [[Jacob]], [[Charlotte]], [[Jibbom]], [[Rhar]], [[Mikilos]], [[Cesran]]
|}

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==2017 Logs==
===January===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|January 2, 2017
|[[PrP: Winter Raids]]
|[[Selerik]], [[Blauensturm]], [[Astaren]], [[Zenia]], [[Malorn]], [[Josselyn]], [[Albain]]
|-
|
|[[PrP: Troll Hunt]]
|DM: [[Elisabeth du Leoncorte|Elisabeth]], Players: [[Nasrin]], [[Sadia]], [[Hun'rar]], [[Ilmig]], [[Khera]]
|-
|January 3, 2017
|[[Scene: Penance Before Althea]]
|[[An'thirya]], [[Raethon]]
|-
|
|MEETUP: [[Hayatiento Aerie Opening]]
|Lots
|-
|January 4, 2017
|[[Scene: To Petition Eluna]]
|[[An'thirya]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|January 5, 2017
|[[Redeye Flight]]
|[[An'thirya]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|
|[[Scene: Bound to the Moon]]
|[[An'thirya]], [[Astaren]], [[Aya]], [[Dubtle]]
|-
|January 6, 2017
|[[Selerik Intros Elian to the City's Malaise]]
|[[Selerik]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|January 7, 2017
|[[A New Year Blitz]]
|[[Ollithial]], [[Sparrow]], [[Azarval]], [[Krom]]
|-
|January 9, 2017
|[[Elian Intros Pendaril to Selerik]]
|[[Selerik]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|January 9, 2017
|[[Crimson Justice!]]
|[[Astaren]], [[Aznara]], [[Cesran]], [[Mikilos]], [[Miriai]], [[Myrana]], [[Sandy]], [[Selerik]], [[Silmeria]], [[Tarragon]]
|-
|January 11, 2017
|[[About the Door Trials]]
|[[Aya]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|January 12, 2017
|[[Big Dreams and a Little Dragon]]
|[[Astaren]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|January 13, 2017
|[[Tracks to the Junkyard]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Selerik]], [[Azog]], [[Aya]], [[Pelka]]
|-
|January 16, 2017
|[[Interview: Mistress of Weasels]]
|[[Astaren]], [[Roselle]], [[Aya]]
|-
|January 18, 2017
|[[Mysterious Box Recovered]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Aya]]
|-
|January 19, 2017
|[[Checking Out the Wreck]]
|[[Munch]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|January 23, 2017
|[[Lodestones, Trails, and Spells]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Selerik]]
|-
|January 24, 2017
|[[Horse Sense]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Soren]], [[Aya]], [[Masamya]]
|-
|January 25, 2017
|[[Huldith]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Munch]]
|-
|January 26, 2017
|[[Drunken Blindfolded Target Practice]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Mayahuel]], [[Bjoric]]
|-
|January 26, 2017
|[[A Fault in the Plan]]
|[[Aya]], [[Bjoric]], [[Elisabeth du Leoncorte|Elisabeth]], [[Selerik]], [[Stjepan]], [[Fazhad]]
|-
|January 27, 2017
|[[A Conspiracy Discovered]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Fazahd]]
|-
|January 31, 2017
|PrP: [[Lady Jaquetta]]
|[[Munch]], [[Aya]]
|-
|}

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==2018 Logs==
===January===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|January 7, 2018
|[[Demons What P 10]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|January 8, 2018
|[[Oasis 9: Jewel in the Desert]]
|Beagleplot
|-
|
|[[Smaller Details pt 1]]
|[[Lucy]], [[Baz]], [[Tirrynelth]], [[Besra]], [[Granit]]
|-
|January 13, 2018
|[[Temple Bread]]
|[[Kerbasi]], [[Serraphine]], [[Azog]], [[Baz]], [[Arynel]]
|-
|
|[[Mictlan Celebration]]
|Kisaplot
|-
|January 14, 2018
|[[Demons What P 11]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|January 15, 2018
|[[Crypts and Things]]
|Beagleplot
|-
|
|[[Baz Has a Cow]]
|[[Baz]], [[Duncan]], [[Sylvi]], [[Aerilaya]], [[Kaelyn]], [[Ga'Elian]], [[An Oruch]]
|-
|
|[[Smaller Details pt 2]]
|[[Lucy]], [[Baz]], [[Tirrynelth]], [[Aerilaya]]
|-
|January 17, 2018
|[[Crypt Analysis]]
|[[Heinrich]], [[Gregor]]
|-
|January 19, 2018
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest]]
|[[Garak]], [[Raethon]], [[Hun'rar]], [[Atleti]], [[Corra]]
|-
|January 20, 2018
|[[Caravan Woes]]
|Kisaplot
|-
|
|[[Golden Cookie Bakery]]
|Astplot
|-
|January 21, 2018
|[[Demons What P 12]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|January 22, 2018
|[[Smaller Details pt 3]]
|[[Lucy]], [[Baz]], [[Tirrynelth]], [[Aerilaya]], [[Athrian]], [[Kore]]
|-
|January 24, 2018
|[[What Dreams Ae Made Of Part 3]]
|[[Aya]], [[Alba]], [[Astaren]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Hun'rar]], [[Sasha]]
|-
|January 26, 2018
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest CTD]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|January 27, 2018
|[[Inmost Sea-capades]]
|Boliplox
|-
|
|[[Team Building]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Selia]]
|-
|
|[[Tribal Strife, Part 1]]
|Boliplox
|-
|January 28, 2018
|[[Demons What P 13]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|January 29, 2018
|[[Smaller Details pt 4]]
|[[Lucy]], [[Baz]], [[Tirrynelth]], [[Aerilaya]], [[Kore]], [[Besra]]
|-
|January 31, 2018
|[[Legwork: What Dreams Ae Made Of Part 4]]
|Whirlplot
|}

===February===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|February 2, 2018
|[[Charn Embassy Part 1]]
|Boliplox
|-
|
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest CTD Part 2]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|
|[[Golden Cookie Party]]
|Astaplot
|-
|February 4, 2018
|[[Shade]]
|[[Svarshan]], er... [[Kerbasi]], [[Durrankar]], [[Astaren]], [[Stirling]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Kravar]]
|-
|February 7, 2018
|[[Legwork: What Dreams Ae Made Of Part 5]]
|[[Alba]], [[Astaren]]. [[Kisaiya]], [[Hun'rar]], [[Sasha]]
|-
|February 9, 2018
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest CTD Part 3]]
|[[Raethon]], [[Garak]], [[Leisel]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Hun'rar]], [[Mangus]]
|-
|February 10, 2018
|[[Society Call of Action!]]
|Boliplox
|-
|February 11, 2018
|[[The Mystery of the Missing Donkey]]
|[[Deryn]], [[Gregor]], [[Aech]]
|-
|
|[[Demons What P 14]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|February 12, 2018
|[[Smaller Details Part 5 - finale!]]
|[[Lucy]], [[Baz]], [[Tirrynelth]], [[Kore]], [[Granit]]
|-
|February 15, 2018
|[[Singular Part 8]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|February 16, 2018
|[[SUDDEN BADNESS]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|February 18, 2018
|[[Shade pt 2]]
|[[Kerbasi]], [[Durrankar]], [[Stirling]], [[Kravar]], [[Un'eth]]
|-
|February 20, 2018
|[[A Heth of a Time]]
|[[Chay]], [[Sarcis]], [[Sora]], [[Lucy]], [[Deryn]], [[Arynel]], [[Kore]], [[Deak]]
|-
|
|[[Cinnamon Rolls Have Eyes]]
|Astaplot
|-
|
|[[Assault on Moon Keep]]
|Sandy, Svarshan, Cesran
|-
|February 22, 2018
|[[A Balancing Act]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|February 23, 2018
|[[Charn Embassy Part 2]]
|Boliplox
|-
|
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest CTD Part 5]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|February 24, 2018
|[[The Missing Smithson]]
|Boliplox
|-
|February 25, 2018
|[[The Missing Smithson Part 2]]
|Boliplox
|-
|
|[[Demons What Part 15]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|February 27, 2018
|[[Got My Vodka, Got My Gun]]
|DM: [[Kore]] Players: [[Henrie]], [[Felicia]], [[Urso]], [[Aithil]]
|}

===March===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|March 2, 2018
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest CTD Part 6]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|March 3, 2018
|[[Tribal Strife Part 2]]
|Boliplox
|-
|March 4, 2018
|[[The Missing Smithson Part 3]]
|Boliplox
|-
|
|[[Shade Part 3]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|March 6, 2018
|[[A New Face]]
|[[Tawyse]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga’Elian]], [[Gregor]]
|-
|March 7, 2018
|[[Of Dryads and Weapons]]
|[[Walery]], [[Talia]], [[Craft]], [[Lockwood]], [[Morgan]], [[Tawyse]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|March 8, 2018
|[[Felwood Follies]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Etan]], [[Felicia]], [[Tawyse]], & [[Taleth]]
|-
|March 9, 2018
|[[Gliding and Hang-outs]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]] & [[Tawyse]]
|-
|March 9, 2018
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest CTD Part 7]]
|[[Garak]], [[Hun'rar]], [[Raethon]], [[Kira]], [[Leisel]], [[Magnus]]
|-
|March 10, 2018
|[[Society Call of Action! Part 2]]
|Boliplox
|-
|March 11, 2018
|[[Demons What Part 16]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|March 13, 2018
|[[Of Ygdrassil and Elves]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]] and [[Tawyse]]
|-
|
|[[Barwick's Undead Extravaganza]]
|[[Kore]], [[Dubtle]], [[Talia]], [[Felicia]]
|-
|March 14, 2018
|[[Meeting in Noble District]]
|[[Mittens]], [[Aithil]], [[Morgan]], [[Shagara]]
|-
|
|[[The Missing Kids]]
|[[Scorscha]], [[Talethl]], [[Morgan]], [[Mohai]], [[Deak]], [[Kore]]
|-
|March 16, 2018
|[[Bring Out Your Dead]]
|Astaplot
|-
|March 9, 2018
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest CTD Part 8]] - finale!
|[[Garak]], [[Hun'rar]], [[Raethon]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Leisel]], [[Magnus]]
|-
||March 17, 2018
|[[Society Call of Action Part 3]]
|Boliplox
|-
|
|[[Tribal Stride Part 3]]
|Boliplox
|-
|March 18, 2018
|[[Demons What Part 17]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|March 20, 2018
|[[Clean It Up]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|March 21, 2018
|[[SWAMP STRAVENGANZA!]]
|Boliplox
|-
|March 22, 2018
|[[Tiny Problem]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|March 24, 2018
|[[Was it a good Urn or a bad Urn?]]
|Boliplox
|-
|March 25, 2018
|[[Shade Part 4]]
|[[Kerbasi]], [[Durrankar]], [[Stirling]], [[Kravar]], [[Astaren]], [[Thyrson]]
|-
|March 27, 2018
|[[The Ballad of Lyranessa]]
|[[Besra]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Morgan]], [[Sandy]]
|-
|March 31, 2018
|[[Planted Problems]]
|[[Garak]], [[Aria]], [[Tarragon]], [[Latenat]], [[Magnus]], [[Ilmig]], [[Sarcis]]
|}

===April===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|April 1, 2018
|[[Criminal Acts]] (on-grid RP)
|[[Preston]], [[Desdemona]]
|-
|April 3, 2018
|[[Demon Tracks]] (on-grid RP)
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Urso]], [[Murder]]
|-
|April 5, 2018
|[[Herbs and Hunters]] (on-grid RP)
|[[Kaydin]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|April 8, 2018
|[[Ambassador Kaydin]] (on-grid RP)
|[[Fazahd]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Kaydin]]
|-
|April 8, 2018
|[[Shade Part 6]]
|[[Kerbasi]], [[Durrankar]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Kravar]], [[Astaren]], [[Stirling]]
|-
|April 9, 2018
|[[You Shall Not Pass]] (on-grid RP)
|[[Ithiliel]], [[Lorik]], [[Rori]], [[Munch]]
|-
|April 10, 2018
|[[Dragon Plans]] (on-grid RP)
|[[Kerbasi]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Astaren]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|
|[[Guardhouse Rock]]
|[[Ithiliel]], [[Lorik]], [[Rori]], [[Kaelthilas]], [[Shivani]] (GM)
|-
|April 11, 2018
|[[Wayfarer's Meet]]
|[[Ga'Elian]], [[Tilguh]], [[Razen]], [[Sora]]
|-
|April 11, 2018
|[[Rocky Mountain News]]
|[[Kaydin]], [[Murder]], [[Raethon]], [[Razen]], [[Silmeria]], [[Svarshan]]
|-
|April 12, 2018
|[[Snacks In The Temple]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Lorik]], [[Shivani]], [[Aya]], [[Jenner]]
|-
|April 13, 2018
|[[Three Casters Walk Into A Bar...]]
|[[Lorik]], [[Malik]], [[Nasrin]]
|-
|April 14, 2018
|[[Talk of Redemption]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Lorik]]
|-
|
|[[Tribal Strife Pt 4]]
|Bolplot
|-
|
|[[Stories, History, And The Undead]]
|[[Lorik]], [[Nim]], [[Aya]]
|-
|April 15, 2018
|[[Shade Part 7]]
|[[Kerbasi]], [[Durrankar]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Kravar]], [[Astaren]], [[Thyrson]]
|-
|April 17, 2018
|[[Storytime at the Ox (Meetup)]]
|[[Shivani]], [[Lorik]], [[Alba]], [[Braith]], [[Raethon]], [[Preston]], [[Kaydin]], [[Nim]], [[Karelin]], [[Kaelthilas]]
|-
|April 18, 2018
|[[Library Rules]]
|[[Lorik]], [[Mio]], [[Nasirri]], [[Morgan]], [[Zelany]]
|-
|April 18-19, 2018
|[[Ambush]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Nokkela]]
|-
|
|[[Meeting Under the Stairs]]
|[[Svarshan]], [[Murder]], [[Kaydin]], [[Silmeria]]
|-
|April 21, 2018
|[[I Beg Your Pudding?]] (PRP)
|[[Kore]], [[Bors]], [[Iadoth]] (GM)
|-
|April 24, 2018
|[[Tinier Problems]]
|[[Kaelthilas]], [[Shivani]], [[Elin]], [[Fabris]], [[Iskandar]], [[Tamrielo]], [[Azra]], [[Lorik]]
|-
|April 25, 2018
|[[Stalking the Fel]] (PRP)
|[[Kaelthilas]], [[Aegis]], [[Deak]], [[Iskandar]], [[Desdemona]], [[Sylvi]], [[Vasanna]], [[Lorik]](GM)
|-
|April 23 - April 25, 2018
|[[Clearing the Path]]
|[[Besra]], [[Felicia]], [[Granit]], [[Kore]], [[Malik]], [[Razen]], [[Sora]], [[Wilros]], [[Whirlpool]](GM)
|-
|April 26, 2018
|[[How the Dark Grows]] (PRP)
|[[Razen]], [[Svarshan]], [[Sylvi]]
|-
|April 27, 2018
|[[Gnome Charge!]] (PRP)
|[[Elin]], [[Iskandar]], [[Razen]], [[Taleth]], [[Astaren]](GM)
|-
|April 28, 2018
|[[Tribal Strife Pt 5]]
|Boliplox
|-
|April 29, 2018
|[[Shade Part 8]]
|[[Kerbasi]], [[Durrankar]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Kravar]], [[Astaren]], [[Thyrson]]
|-
|April 30, 2018
|[[Meetup: The Worst Talent Show Ever]]
|[[Constantin]], [[Vasanna]], [[Shara]], [[Kaelthilas]], [[Lorik]], [[Shivani]](GM)
|-
|}

===May===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|May 1, 2018
|[[Tinier Problems pt2]]
|[[Kaelthilas]], [[Shivani]], [[Elin]], [[Fabris]], [[Iskandar]], [[Tamrielo]], [[Azra]], [[Lorik]], [[Ithilliel]]
|-
|May 2, 2018
|[[Pulling A Thread]] (PRP)
|[[Kaelthilas]], [[Aegis]], [[Ashilde]], [[Braith]], [[Preston]], [[Azra]], [[Lorik]](GM)
|-
|May 2, 2018
|[[Nothing Good Inn]]
|[[Morgan]], [[Murder]], [[Razen]], [[Astaren]](GM)
|-
|May 3, 2018
|[[Simple Measures]]
|[[Razen]], [[Lorik]], [[Sylvi]], [[Iskandar]], [[Morgan]], [[Nasrin]], [[Shara]]
|-
|May 6, 2018
|[[Culture Shock]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Lorik]]
|-
|
|[[Shade Part 9]]
|[[Kerbasi]], [[Durrankar]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Kravar]], [[Astaren]], [[Thyrson]], [[Stirling]]
|-
|May 7, 2018
|[[Drops of Starlight]]
|[[Cesran]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Shizin]]
|-
|May 8, 2018
|[[Rumors of Maggot-Man]]
|[[Alba]], [[Durrankar]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Lorik]], [[Razen]], [[Svarshan]]
|-
|
|[[Tinier Problems pt3]]
|[[Kaelthilas]], [[Shivani]], [[Elin]], [[Fabris]], [[Iskandar]], [[Tamrielo]], [[Lorik]]
|-
|May 9, 2018
|[[Plans Against...Brain Slugs?]] (Meetup)
|[[Vasanna]], [[Abrahil]], [[Garak]], [[Sasha]], [[Desdemona]], [[Shivani]], [[Preston]], [[Vomitdreg]] - Honorable mentions- Bartholomew the Snake
|-
|May 11, 2018
|[[Farmer Woes]]
|[[Aznara]], [[Morgan]], [[Nim]], [[Razen]], [[Taleth]], [[Vaalyun]], [[Astaren]] (GM)
|-
|May 12, 2018
|[[Tribal Strife part 6]]
|Boliplox
|-
|May 15, 2018
|[[Creep in the Streets]] (PRP)
|[[Amythyst]], [[Itzpapalotl]], [[Taleth]], [[Razen]] (GM)
|-
|
|[[Tinier Problems pt4]]
|[[Azra]], [[Fabris]], [[Iskandar]], [[Tamrielo]], [[Lorik]]
|-
|May 18, 2018
|[[My Only Hope]] (PRP)
|[[Morgan]], [[Virgil]], [[Vomitdreg]], [[Vaalyun]] (GM)
|-
|May 20, 2018
|[[Wiggily wobbly]] (PRP)
|[[Keldin]], [[Shizin]], [[Virgil]], [[Vomitdreg]], [[Whuridred]], [[Astaren]](GM)
|-
|May 22, 2018
|[[How to Kill a Demon]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Garak]], [[Razen]]
|-
|May 23, 2018
|[[Zen and the Art of Laundry]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Preston]], [[Desdemona]], [[Shara]], [[Vomitdreg]]
|-
|
|[[Tinier Problems pt5]]
|[[Kaelthilas]], [[Fabris]], [[Iskandar]], [[Tamrielo]], [[Lorik]]
|-
|May 26, 2018
|[[Midnight Intrigues]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Latenat]]
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|May 26, 2018
|[[Filth Fever]]
|[[Sasha]], [[Silmeria]], [[Svarshan]], [[Vaalyun]]
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|May 28, 2018
|[[Chance Meetings and Rocket Carts]]
|[[Lorik]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Kaelyn]]
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|May 29, 2018
|[[Manticore Meal]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Nim]], [[Razen]], [[Tilguh]]
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|[[Tinier Problems pt6]]
|[[Razen]], [[Elin]], [[Azra]], [[Iskandar]], [[Tamrielo]], [[Lorik]]
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|May 30, 2018
|[[Wednesday Social (Part 1)]]
|[[Amythyst]], [[Astaren]], [[Aya]], [[Braith]], [[Ga'Elian]], [[Garak]], [[Gull]], [[Kaelyn]], [[Lorik]], [[Morgan]], [[Munch]], [[Murder]], [[Shizin]], [[Stjepan]], [[Vaalyun]]
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|May 25 - June 1, 2018
|[[Broken Barrels]] (PRP)
|[[Amythyst]], [[Shaoqing]], [[Morgan]], [[Aithil]], [[Razen]] (GM)
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===June===
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|People
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|June 2, 2018
|[[The Psychadelic Psychic Part 1]]
|Boliplox
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|June 4, 2018
|[[Clean Business]]
|[[Preston]], [[Desdemona]]
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|June 6, 2018
|[[Kiss the Dead]] (PRP)
|[[Arisha]], [[Faranth]], [[Gull]], [[Ilmig]], [[Morgan]]
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|[[Personal Diplomacy]] (on-grid RP)
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Svarahan]], and a cameo by [[Un'eth]]
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|[[Fire Lodge: Open Mic Night!]]
|[[Astaren]], [[Duncan]], [[Garrin]], [[Gull]], [[Kalkorth]], [[Kore]], [[Mal'Thael]], [[Morgan]], [[Razen]], [[Tilguh]], [[Sarcis]]
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|[[Wednesday Social Part 2]] (Whirlplot)
|[[Shizin]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Astaren]], [[Duncan]], [[Sarcis]], [[Kaelyn]]
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|[[Small Packages Part 1]] (PRP)
|[[Lorik]], [[Escanor]], [[Kaelyn]], and [[Itzpapalotl]], with narration by [[Whuridred]]
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|June 10, 2018
|[[Dungeon Delve I]] (PRP)
|[[Amythyst]], [[Escanor]], [[Gull]], [[Morgan]], [[Yelrona]], and [[Vaalyun]] (GM)
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|May 22 - June 12, 2018
|[[Tinier Problem Parts 5, 6, 7, 8]]
|[[Azra]], [[Elin]], [[Fabris]], [[Iskandar]], [[Kaelthilas]], [[Lorik]], [[Razen]], [[Soup]], [[Tamrielo]]
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|June 13, 2018
|[[Dark and Sweet]] (Followup to [[Dungeon Delve I]])
|[[Yelrona]] and [[Vaalyun]]
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|[[Temple Meetup]]
|[[Boshter]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Gull]], [[Kira]], [[Raethon]], [[Yelrona]], and [[Vaalyun]]
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|June 15, 2018
|[[Daniel the Shark]] (on-grid RP)
|[[Gull]], [[Yelrona]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Morgan]], and [[Banshee]]
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|[[Revenant on the Trail]]
|''played by'' [[Yelrona]] & [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]; ''DM'd by'' [[Vaalyun]]
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|June 16, 2018
|[[All About The Mustard]] - PRP
|[[Preston]], [[Morgan]], [[Desdemona]], [[Itzpapalotl]], [[Kaelthilas]] ''GM'd by'' [[Lorik]]
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[[Category:Logs|Recent Logs]]

Chance Meetings and Rocket Carts

2018-05-29T08:53:41Z

Lorik: Created page with " -=--=--=--=--=--=-<* Roleplay Nexus: Stonewright Brew Pub *>-=--=--=--=--=--=- The Stonewright Brew pub is the largest and oldest such location in the capital of Dun Mordre..."

-=--=--=--=--=--=-<* Roleplay Nexus: Stonewright Brew Pub *>-=--=--=--=--=--=-
The Stonewright Brew pub is the largest and oldest such location in the capital of Dun Mordren.

A great fire warms the building at its center, and a great many kegs line the back wall behind the always packed, at all hours counter. This place /never/ closes, and it never empty.

Constructed from sturdy stone, like much of the rest of Dun Mordren, the brewpub's walls are decorated with murals about the history of brewing in Dun Mordren, proudly declaring itself, with comical images of inebriated dwarves, the true inheritor of the finest dwarven brewing traditions.

A bust of the Dwarven King suits in the corner, serving as a place to direct toasts to.

Khazad here. Khazad there. Khazad everywhere. The Brew Pub is a popular place among dwarves. Its made of stone. It never closes. It's got that feeling of being underground without being underground.

Yes. Perfect for dwarves.

...and one new regular.

A shadow elf wasn't much welcomed into the Pub at first. But after Lorik made friends with some of the dwarves there, he was at least allowed to be there without half the patrons glowering at him over their mugs.

Only about a eighth do that now, a fourth on a bad day.

But its comfortable at least to him, compared to a wide street with no roof and the possibility of flying off without warning into that big sky above him. /Flying/ is fine. Under his own power. But floating away with nothing over his head? That is a much more worrying thought.

So here is where he likes to take dinner. And today is no exception. In one corner of the pub, a plate holding down a map of...of all things...the Felwood on the table infront of him. One mug pins a second corner as the shadow elf peers over it, trying to ignore the fact that a half dozen patrons are at the moment loudly whispering about how he's plotting some kind of evil raid.

Kisaiya was in Dun Mordren for... some reason. Trade, that's it. She's there for trade! Another good trade agreement written up and the beer is all sealed up and ready to be inspected before being shipped off to Alexandira. Kisa, for that reason, walks back into the Pub from the back room holding a mug of the stuff and sniffing at it... dubiously. Her nose crinkles, distastefully, as she wanders through the pub - weaving this way and that around tables. She would've just went right out the door except she noticed a map!

"OH! OH!" She reached out to poke a finger at an edge of the map, somewhat close to Alexandria but not right next to it, "ALBA LIVES THERE! She's my friend, and she's taking care of Hissy and Drooly, not to mention Friend Spider among all the other spiders." Kisa nods.

The shadow elf is slowly reaching for dinner, in this case a thick piece of bread loaded with so many different kinds of cooked mushrooms. But then he pauses as someone bounces right over to his table and makes a ringing anouncement.

That ALBA LIVES THERE!!

There is a smile on the elf's face then as he blinks once towards Kisa. "Oh! You know Miss Alba?" He asks with a cheerful tilt to his voice. "I've never been to her ranch but I've been invited!"

A pause. A blink.

"Oh! Sorry, I'm Lorik. A pleasure to meet you!" A pause. "That is how they greet people up here right?"

Kisa gives a squint at Lorik with a cant of her head to the side. Another squint, a furrow of her brow, "You mean down here? I dunno. I think Dwarves greet eachother the same as everywhere else?" A slo-o-ow shrug. Then she looks back to the map, "Oh, I think this is where we found the little spiders. They were cute. Fizzle spiders or something, I brought a whole backpack full to Alba. Alba is the best!" She sets down the mug and then flings her arms up.

"She's the absolute best! She's my friend, and she has so many friends there. And I think she was even watching some hyenas for a bit?" A shrug, "I'm Princess Kisaiya of Vandalheim!" She beems, and then points well off the map, "It's in that direction."

"Princess?" Lorik pauses a moment. "Should I bow or...?"

There is a bit of a grin though as she points out they /are/ underground. "I...um...well. I come from a place that's a bit deeper in...not /that/ far away..." He glances around as dwarven heads slowly turn in his direction and he starts to slooowly slide back into the shadows. "Er...well its further underground. Just recently came to the surface really. Its...very open up there!" He says and he shakes his head. "And there is so much green." He confesses as well.

"But yes! Alba! She was very nice when I talked to her a few times, invited me back to her ranch. And she even said she would keep an eye on the happenings in the Felwood." A pause. "I think someone is up to something there!"

A longer pause. "Hissy and Drooly are...spiders then?"

"Oh heavens no!" Kisa gives a waffle of her hand, "No need for any of that, just Kisa too, it's a long story and all." She beams again, she likes to remember that story too. A pause, then a slow nod as she looks around, "What do you mean? OH! Because you're one of them... Mul 'r' whatever, yeah? Meh." Kisa shrugs again and looks around some more, "I could care less, generally, though a lot of people do put stock in it. ANYWAY!"

Kisa sits down across from him, pushing the mug of beer in his direction, "No! They aren't spiders. Only friend spider is a spider, Hissy and Drooly are no more spiders than not-not Sandy is Sandy!" A fling of her arms up.

"Kisa then!" The shadow elf looks rather relieved that there isn't some complicated protocol that he has to obey when talking to her. Scooting over easily to make room for her on his bench he nods easily. "That is about the size of it, I mean its not entirely unfair. The rest of my family, my cousin and my sister excluded, are...not very nice people."

He takes the mug automaticly as he shifts it to one side so it doesn't get knocked over.

A pause. A blink. "...ok...what are they? I mean they sound like spider names." A longer pause. "Wait...Not-Not-Sandy? I've met Sandy, she's nice if exciteable, but not the Not-Not-Sandy."

"Oh!" Kisa says and bats at an imaginary creature that's clearly nearby with her hand, "Hissy is my bassilisk, he's the cutest. Drooly is a hydra that I helped escort to Alba's. I believe that one would technically be Svardvark's, or maybe Durr's. I dunno. One of 'em." She gives a half smile, a reach up to sweep some hair back behind an ear. A look about. "Hmm... wonder if the cider is any good." Pause.

"OH!" She grins and whips her head back around to Lorik fast enough to give some people whip-lash. "Not-Not Sandy isn't Sandy, Not Sandy is Sandy, but she's Old-New Sandy, which isn't New-Old Sandy who's Sandy right now. It was a wholet hing with a bow you see and so New-Old Sandy was Old-New Sandy, but New-Old Sandy became Old-New Sandy after Old-New Sandy got Svardvark to get rid of the rather cute bow that Not-Not Sandy gave to New-Old Sandy who's now Old-New Sandy." She nods her head.

"Oh its excellent! I can get you some if you like, after all that's a thing that new friends do right?" Lorik asks with a grin. "I hope that is what we are! New friends. I've made so many since I've come up here. And none of them even asked for a blood oath about it!"

...friends from his town must be serious business.

But then there is an explination of hydras and bassilisks and Not-Sandys and Lorik just pauses for a moment to stare.

"...you...might have to slow down a little bit. I'm new around here. I just found out who Sandy was in the first place a few weeks ago!" A longer pause. "Wait you have a /bassilisk/?! I have to introduce you to my sister. She has a raptor."

"Oh," Kisa gives a wave of her hand, "I can't exactly bring him home, can I? He's permanently at Alba's until we can finally release him." She gives a sage nod. "Though I have heard that there's a few large hyenas roaming around Alexandria lately, and Svardvark as a raptor too!" She grins and leans to one side, then the other, as she goes through all of this. Beaming really, and then a pause to look around at the dwarves.

"For being new around here, they sure seem to like you then. I dunno how else to tell you the story of New-Old and Old-New Sandy." Kisaiya gives a shrug, looking back to Lorik. "ANd I dunno if I wanna get it or not, just was wondering. I mean, really, I should probably go and work ont he shipments more than anything. Ugh. Work. Never ends."

"Never ever ends, though at least all the little jobs I take from the Guild take me places I haven't been before!" Lorik at least seems enthuastic about this. Not letting the new areas getting him down, or the glares from any dwarves. "Oh! Are raptors common? Svardvark...I met him! But not his raptor."

A flash of of grin there. "...but if you have to go I understand! Always on the move right?" A flash of a grin. "I'm staying in Alexandria, near the Guild with my little sister. So perhaps I'll see you around there? Or around Alba's house! I really should go visit!"

A pull of her mouth off to the side, her brows diving down and furrowing as she nods her head slowly, "Ma-a-a-aybe. I'm up in the Noble District these days! Doing all the work is finally paying off. OH! OH! I think Tami lives down there." Kisa draws in a deep breath, looking about to yell something out and - pauses, then releases it in a woosh.

"Oh wait, she's back in Alexandria. Something, something, date with a duke or something, I dunno. I don't think he's actually a duke." Kisa nods her head again, "But I don't think Tami cares. POINT IS! You might see her, or you might see me. I tend to frequent Sandy's and the Lower Markets. I do a lot of business there." She preens, then glances toward the back room again where it looks like barrels are being brought out and stacked.

"I think I got a few minutes yet."

Lorik is trying to keep up with this rapid fire release of information. I mean he is /really/ trying. His eyes flicker back and forth from her to the map and one hand itches for a moment as if he wants to take notes on all this but doesn't want to pull out a journal /right/ there.

I mean he's sure to remember right.

Right.

"Well if she likes him I guess it doesn't matter if he's a Duke or not?" He offers for a moment before he nods once, easily. That beaming smile of hers is infecting and he can't help but return it. "Well I hope I see this Tami, and I see you again too! And maybe..." A twitch of a smirk. "...I might get ot he Noble district one day too. Not till I work at it of course...but...one day." A longer pause. "Everyone has to have a goal right?"

"Well it's not like everyone's goal is to live there either!" Kisaiya says with a fling of her arms up and then then swing wide and she grins, "But hey! Look at me! Started with little and then I'm a Princess in the Noble district with a trade business on the side! I do trade agreements you see, helps with the connections." A nod, "Tami helps me with it." Another nod, then a pause-

"Maybe I should make her like a Countess or something. I think I can do that. I can do that right?" Kisa looks at Lorik, squinting at him as her mouth pulls off to the side again, one of her hands pulling up to tap an index finger against a lip in that contemplative moment. "Maybe? I dunno. Do you know?"

Tirrynelth has arrived.

"Well no, but it sounds like a nice place to live! Even if you can't keep Hissy there." I mean every place has to have some kind of limit on pets right? This just makes sense to Lorik. "I mean you've done really well for yourself it seems! And that is great!" She didn't even mention having to assassinate anyone to get where she was! So man that is a step up from what he's used too.

Though the last question causes him to pause and ponder. "I...yes? I mean if you're a princess it would make sense that you can make her a Countess or something? I mean you might have to figure out a title but...I mean it would make sense thats how it all works right? It makes sense to me at least!"

Kaelyn has arrived.

Another frown and Kisa seems to consider this yet further, she taps again at her bottom lip a few more times, "If they're female are they still called Sir if you Knight them? Maybe I should Knight Tami. I think I can Knight her. Or Baroness? That does have a nice ring to it." She nods her head and tilts her head to the other side, browns knitting and furrowing again. "Hm, maybe the Knight thing though. What's a female Knight called?" She focuses on Lorik as she asks that question.

The both of them are sitting in a bar in the dwarven city. The Mul, Lorik, is being glared at by about an eighth of the people (better than one would expect). Kisa is sitting across from him and pondering the meaning of Knighting - well that and Hissy. "OH!" Kisa flings her arms up, "Oh nono. It's not that they can't have Hissy there, it's that I can't bring him in city limits. Can you imagine the number of people he would accidentally turn to stone?"

In wanders well, yup, it's Kae! Everyone's favorite, very rumbunctuous elf! She's currently well she's got what looks like carbon all over her really, or it's smudges of carbon, or oil something. It looks like she's been in the bowels of a steam ship... Knowing her though, she probably has...

On entering she looks around after tugging her goggles loose, thus revealing that whole reverse racoon mask common to such getups while in sooty conditions... She spots the bar at this point, and beams cheerfully, her arms going up into the air "Yus! Refreshment after getting out of that steam ship!" She calls out happily and zips over toward it, litterally leaving a cloud of soot directly in her wake.... "Ice cold mead please!!! If you can't make it really cold, I'll do that my self, but mead! Yup!" She then tugs what has to be one of the largest mugs like ever, well it's kind of like a pitcher in its size and all, and thumps it on the counter "In this!!!"

"...Dame? I think I read something that its Dame..." Lorik shrugs helplessly. "I mean I'm not sure what kind of titles they use where your kingdom is though. But Dame would be my guess?" The Mul replies slowly as he sits back in the chair to ponder this questions.

A pause. A blink. "Oh yes! He's an exciteable type is he? I mean that would be kind of embarassing...he gets distracted by something and suddenly half your friends are stone before you can stop him. I'm sure he wouldn't /mean/ it but...ok...that makes sense. I suppose with Alba, and the spiders and everything else no one really visits her house. And if anyone bad does...bam. Stone. Not to mention spiders. And Alba too..."

Of course then of all things...an elf walks into the dwarf bar.

The eighth of the bar glaring at Lorik tries to figure out which to glower at more while the lady behind the counter just sighs and peers towards Kae. "...mead? You sure bout that? Its powerful stuff..."

Kisa is busy thinking on this and then Dame is suggested. She frowns more and then oozes down until her arms are crossed on the table and her she is resting on her arms. "Dame sounds funny, not nearly as respectable." It's a mumbled sort of thing as she ponders yet further. "Maybe Marquiessa? I dunno. I'll have to check what available. I can ask Sandy." A frown and her lips pull off to the side again, a ''Hmmm''. Then a look up to Lorik, "What? No, he would totally mean to do it. It's not like he's tame-KAELYN!"

And without missing a beat, Kisa spins on her seat and shoots up with her arms shooting up in the air yet further and reaching toward the ceiling. Then they waves back and forth and her whole body mimics the motion, "OH MY GODS! KAELYN! WHY ARE YOU HERE?! KAE! KAE! KAE! It's been /AGES/. WHYYYYYY?!?"

Kae of course does her best imitation of one of those air-blown flail-y-tube-men when she notices Kisa, and like, with arms in the air she flail-wavies.... Honestly, if one were to not know better Kae'n Kisa coulda possibly been raised by the same folk... who knows... "I've been stuck in the bowels of a steam ship! I'm free, and I escaped here!" She says cheerfully... She even lifts her leg in the air and tugs up her pants leg, showing where there are marks from where a ball and chain had probably been attached.. "See?!? They tried to keep me there and force me to be their engineer as I could fix everything!" She then smiles cheerfully and puts her hands on her hips now, eblows bent. "Obviously, I escaped!!! Never an extra bobby pin around one such as I!" She says cheefully, then coughs..

She then looks at he bartender "Yus, mead please, fill the pitcher up?" She says happily... She then oh's "By the way most mead is about 15 by volume, maybe 20 percent if it's particularly strong mead... so it's fine!" She adds happily.

Kae now glances to the other person and smiles before flail-waving in his direction too, Kisa started it, really! "Hallo, new person whom I have not met, but may, if they wish, call me Kaelyn! There, now we have met and I have handled introductions!" She then looks back at Kisa, and holds up a steam gauge before tossing it to her "Something for your collection!"

Lorik is beginning to realize that most people on the surface are either /crazy/ or /enthuastic/ or a bit of both. In this particular case of the Two Kays. He will go with both. Yes. Both.

The poor Mul just sort of sits there while Kisa starts to flail-wave. For a moment he looks fairly concerned. Is she having some kind of strange fit?! Is this something they do here? Is she dancing?

He has no idea!!

But then someone /returns/ the flail-wave and the chances of it being a fit are slightly lessened. Lessened even more as it becomes obvious that Kisa knows the recipient of said flail-waving. So the Mul just sits there a moment, watching the pair greet each other with this wry and amused smile on his face as he just slowly reaches over to pull his mug further from Kisa's arms.

Just in case.

"Hello back, miss escaped slave-engineer and mistress of the bobby pin." The Mul replies finally, flashing a wide and sharp grin, eyes full of amusement. "And you may call me Lorik. Now that introductions are properly done." His eyes cut towards Kisa, then back towards Kae as he lets an amused smirk find its way to his lips. "I'm going to hazard a guess and say that you two know each other."

"PFFFT!" Kisa gives a wave of a hand, "You /wish/ I should totally show you the one lock that I saw a few weeks back that I totes worked my magic on." She nods her head, sagely. Then pauses, squints, stares to Kaelyn and then the leg. Back up to Kaelyn, down to the leg, up... down. Up, pause. "You were hijacked?! Why didn't you tell me!? I would've mounted a rescue!" She flings her arms up and waves them about. A bit like she might be signalling an airship to land without the flags. The final gesture, clearly dictating the birth to park in, is made toward the table.

Maybe Kisa really is giving landing signals to Kaelyn?

Maybe it's blind luck?

Maybe, it's just the fact that they're together and that's Kisa's way. Another flail of her arms and she says over Lorik, "HE'S LORIK AND HIS SISTER HAS CUTE PETS TOO. SHE HAS A SWIFTCLAW! I want to know how she got one because I've never heard of a Mul with a swiftclaw and that's surely got to be a story - unless."

Kisa pauses and looks at Lorik, "Adopted sister? Is she a Sith-makar?! DID YOU KNOW THEY HATCH FROM EGGS!?"

Kae interprets said signals as an invite to join them to sit, and so wordlessly does... Kae then grins "Well if I coulda figured out how to get word out I would have... as it stands, said slaver steam ship by now has probably gone caboom.... that gauge was off the steam chamber pressure regulator..." She says cheerfully "And don't worry, it went caboom after it dropped off its slaves... I also got the slaves freed too in the confusion!" She says happily...

Kae then nods "Yus, Sith Makar come from eggs and the young ones are like really insatiably cute..." She adds, then blinks at the mention of swiftclaw... "Oooh I don't have any cool pets, just a few of these..." With that, she pulls a tiny dragon automata from one of her pockets and sets it on the table.

"Thats a very noble thing to do though, freeing all the slaves on the steamship!" Lorik says with a bright grin, scooching over to make more room for Kae. "And quick thinking too..." A glance then towards Kisa before he shakes his head slightly. A flash of a fond grin coming to his face. "No no, she's not adopted. She's really my sister...though...I didn't know that about Sith Makar. That...well I guess it make sense..." A pause. "...my sister is better with animals and people. I'm better with books and machines."

Again that rueful smile as he looks between the two very energetic women. "My family is very influential in my home and got my sister an egg. Its..." A smirk towards Kisa. "...yes a very long story. One involving betrayal. Horror. Mistakes. A few knife fights and assassins." A longer pause after that. "I'm sure those have given up on me by now at least!"

He might have expounded on that but the appearance of an automata on the table gathers his full attention. "Oh my." A pause as he leans forwards to peer at it. "This is amazing! You built it yourself?"

"She builds all sorts of things!" Kisa says a fling of her arms up, and then with a sort of half-turn... she's in a dress. A black one that has a lace ovredress and a red sash. Yep. Best guess as to how she pulled that off. She heads off in the direction of the bar, the bottom hem moving contrary to her own and - about half way there - she breaks into a skip while humming. A pause at the bar, "Cider!" She calls out, a fling of arms, and then a look back to the table.

"You should see the little Sandy ones she makes!" Kisa is grinning, having seen several of the little toys that Kaelyn has made. And the none toys too. "What ever happened to your rocket-sled thing, Kae?"

Kae umms "Well what with no snow and stuff I got it stored!" She says happily... "BUt now, I have a rocket wagon!!! It's one of those kind that you usually pull around by a person? Cept I added a swivel in the front and stuff to steer it and there's rockets on the back to push... sooo much fun!" She adds and grins a bit, then as she looks at her mead she beams happily... "Well I'mma gonna drink this and pass out! You guys have fun... " She motions to the Automata "You can keep it if you want Lorik... I make looots of them..." She then oohs and pulls out one of said Sandy Automata and offers it to Kisa "For you!"

"Wait really? I can just...have it?" Lorik looks surprised for a moment there. "Its not...poisoned? Or going to spy on m--" A pause and a shake of his head. A slightly apologetic look. "Sorry, sorry. Old habits. Of course it isn't..."

That isn't how they do things around here.

So instead just reaches out to pull the little dragon across the table towards him, plucking it up with nimble fingers as quick eyes look it over as a smile settles over his face. "...thank you." He finally says. "I'd like to see this rocket cart some day! It sounds fun!"

A pause again.

"Come on then! You two must at least let me pay for your drinks! Its the least I can do for a gift!"

"WOO!" Kisa flings her arms up in the air, "My drink's on him!" And she gestures with one arm to Lorik while the other grabs her Cider. She starts to meander back over, grinning. "YAY! Rocket wag-Ooooo," She picks up the little Sandy Automata. A grin as she wiggles it from side-to-side. "My name is Sandy. Rarararararar." A wider grin and she pulls it in close, hugging it before pausing and furrowing her brow at Lorik.

"Hold up." Kisa purses her lips for a moment, "The other Mul would tell you if it was poisoned or going to spy on you?" And with that she sips her cider.

Kae blinks and tilts her head "Oooh." She then toasts with her giant mug, looking at the bottom one might notice an artificer's crystal... Also the drink is staying amazingly cold within, all on its own! There's even a little frost at the brim.. Leave it to Kae to create a perpetual frosty mug for her beverages... SHe then beams... "Well No, it's a toy, it'll move around on its own, even fly some, but that's about it....I stopped making them with the breath weapon feature, people were worried about their belongings!"

Lorik is facinated by the tiny dragon, poking at its nose. Marveling over the wings and the gear pieces. So much that at Kisa's question he hardly looks up as he answers entirely honestly.

"Oh no, they /wouldn't/ tell you and then it would turn out that's what they were for. That's one of the reasons I ask now."

He pauses for a moment after the words are out of his mouth. Then with a slight smile he looks up towards the pair. "Sorry sorry, old habits and all. But please!" And he reaches for his mug. "That's why I escaped and am up here now. To get some of that behind me, and to meet new friends. Which I just have! So..." And he raises his mug to salute both the Kays.

"To new friends and beginnings!"

[[Category:Logs|Chance Meetings and Rocket Carts]]

Recent Logs

2018-05-29T08:44:58Z

Lorik:

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==2014 Logs==

{{TableMain}}
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|Date
|Log
|People
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|December 3, 2014
|[[PrP: Sinkhole Part 2a]]
|[[Kidda]],[[Thanix]],[[Kroth]],[[Yngvild]]
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|December 5, 2014
|[[Commitee]]
|[[Kiroth]], [[Meihui]], [[Mikilos]]
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|December 6, 2014
|[[MEETUP: Snowball Fight!]]
|[[Aldean]], [[Godwyn]], [[Ionus]], [[Kidda]], [[Meihui]], <br />[[Silmeria]], [[Jibbom]], [[Lorien]], [[Benthus]], [[Arixillo]],<br /> [[Vroole]], [[Abrahil]], [[Munch]], [[Mikilos]], [[Zalara]], [[Stirling]], [[Talazia]]
|-
|December 9, 2014
|[[PrP: Decoy (part 2)]]
|[[Jessamy]], [[Jahnavi]]
|-
|December 11,2014
|[[Snow Play]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Rhar]], [[Autumn]], [[Aldean]], [[Amithil]]
|-
|December 12, 2014
|[[PrP: Pickety Pickety]]
|[[Nuanna]], [[Jal]], [[Amithil]], [[Vroole]], [[Thanix]]
|-
|December 13, 2014
|[[PrP: Milk Run]]
|
|-
|December 13, 2014
|[[PrP: Ambush]]
|[[Schneider]], [[Lothos]], [[Aldean]], [[Kiroth]]
|-
|December 14, 2014
|[[PrP: Trade Route]]
|[[Jahnavi]], [[Alba]], [[Amithil]], [[Jal]], [[Aevarr]], [[Tiasa]]
|-
|December 14, 2014
|[[Poetic Souls]]
|[[Tiasa]], [[Alba]], [[Raethon]], [[Stirling]], [[Bahken]]
|-
|December 16, 2014
|[[PrP: Pookems and Snookems]]
|[[Belladona]], [[Kroth]], [[Amithil]]
|-
|December 20, 2014
|[[PrP: Supplies!]]
|[[Aurala]], [[Benthus]], [[Oates]], [[Rhar]], [[Tatyannah]], and [[Zalara]]. Run by [[Ssylrath]].
|-
|December, 2014
|[[A Series of Sad Bars]]
|[[Talazia]], [[Svarshan]], [[Aldean]], [[Godwyn]]
|-
|December 22, 2014
|[[Bandit Trouble]]
|[[Azariah]], [[Brianna]], [[Kroth]], [[Vroole]], [[Yngvild]]
|-
|December 22, 2014
|[[PrP: Finding Rachel]]
|[[Eligar]], [[Aevarr]]
|-
|December 24, 2014
|[[PrP: Think of the Children!]]
|[[Jessamy]], [[Raethon]], [[Takiyah]], [[Tiasa]], and [[Vroole]], run by [[Ssylrath]]
|-
|December 25, 2014
|[[PrP: Dying Paladin]]
|[[Sophia]], [[Munch]], [[Lothos]]
|-
|December 26, 2014
|[[PrP: It's Always Bugs]]
|[[Benthus]], [[Corra]], and [[Kravar]], run by [[Ssylrath]]
|-
|December 29, 2014
|[[PrP: Rescue the Orphans 2]]
|[[Corra]], [[Godwyn]], [[Aldean]]
|-
|December 31, 2014
|[[PrP: Unwanted Residents]]
|[[Yrqeem]], [[Uraug]], [[Tiasa]],[[Kroth]]
|-
|}

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==2015 Logs==
===January===

{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
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| January 2, 2015
|[[PrP: Breeding Grounds]]
|[[Silmeria]], [[Kroth]], [[Thanix]], [[Taro]]
|-
|January 4, 2015
|[[PrP: Guardians at the Gate]]
|[[Laefwyn]], [[Alakton]], [[Renfrey]], [[Pips]], [[Taro]], [[Rhar]]
|-
|January 6, 2015
|[[PrP: Scouts or just Wolves]]
|[[Alba]],[[Dain]],[[Belladona]]
|-
|January 7, 2015
|[[PrP: Do you wanna chomp a snowman?]]
|[[Aevarr]],[[Kroth]],[[Smythly]]
|-
|January 8, 2015
|[[PrP: Barney the Bear]]
|[[Kroth]], [[Terewin]], [[Blackjack]], [[Arkun]]
|-
|January 8, 2015
|[[PrP: Breeding Grounds 2]]
|[[Silmeria]], [[Pips]], [[Charis]], [[Taro]]
|-
|January 8, 2015
|[[Pubbing]]
|[[Vroole]], [[Oliver]], [[Cesran]], [[Mikilos]], [[Stjepan]]
|-
|January 9, 2015
|[[PrP:The_Cairn]]
|[[Terewin]], [[Faiza]], [[Blackjack]], [[Pips]], [[Belladona]]
|-
|January 11, 2015
|[[PrP: Missing Husband]]
|[[Bahken]], [[Flicker]]
|-
|January 11, 2015
|[[Theater Front]]
|[[Aldean]], [[Flicker]], [[Basil]], [[Mikilos]], [[Benthus]]
|-
|January 10, 2015
|[[PrP:_Goblins%3F_Bandits%3F_Stolen_babies!|PrP: Goblins and Stolen Babies]]
|Silmeria, Dain, Charis, Barsool-um
|-
|January 12, 2015
|[[Market Crash]]
|[[Tiasa]], [[Te'Andra]], [[Solace]], [[Selia]], [[Ivy]], [[Cesran]], [[Basil]], [[Flicker]], [[Audax]]
|-
|January 16, 2015
|[[PrP: Haunted Playhouse]]
|[[Belladona]], [[Yngvild]], [[Flicker]], [[Faiza]]
|-
|January 17, 2015
|[[PrP:Walk in the Woods]]
|[[Silmeria]], [[Kroth]], [[Dain]], [[Morasha]]
|-
|January 17th, 2015
|[[PrP: Doge Day Afternoon]]
|[[Faiza]], [[Terewin]], [[Rayne]], [[Bahken]], [[Tiasa]]
|-
|January 18, 2015
|[[PrP: Danger Close]]
|[[Zalara]], [[Rhar]], [[Lothos]], [[Margaret]]
|-
|January 18, 2015
|[[PrP: Lost Tower]]
|[[Zalara]], [[Rhar]], [[Renfrey]], [[Valadhiel]]
|-
|January 20, 2015
|[[PrP: A Beautiful Mine]]
|[[Kroth]], [[Silmeria]], [[Yngvild]], [[Jahnavi]], [[Morasha]], [[Daromu]]
|-
|January 21, 2015
|[[Meetup: Angoron Party!]]
|[[Yngvild]], [[Jibbom]], [[Morasha]], [[Munch]], [[Kroth]], [[Bahken]],<br /> [[Hrist]], [[Nicolai]], [[Boshter]], [[Halani]], [[Stjepan]], [[Rayne]]
|-
|January 22, 2015
|[[PrP: An Apprentice Problem]]
|[[Kiroth]], [[Lothos]], [[Rhar]], [[Margaret]]
|-
|January 25, 2015
|[[PrP: Hunter and Prey]]
|[[Lily]], [[Latenat]]
|-
|January 26, 2015
|[[A Suddenly Bad Day]]
|[[Elessa]], [[Tatyannah]], [[Lily]], [[Benthus]]
|-
|January 26, 2015
|[[Mountain Rest]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Jahnavi]]
|-
|January 27, 2015
|[[Recruitment Efforts]]
|[[Elessa]], [[Kerbasy]], [[Aldean]], [[Silmeria]], [[Cesran]]
|-
|January 30, 2015
|[[PrP: The Diary]]
|[[Charis]], [[Aevarr]], [[Stjepan]], [[Yngvild]], [[Gareth]], [[Oliver]], [[Faiza]], [[Belladona]]
|-
|January 30, 2015
|[[PrP: Portal Trouble]]
|[[Bahken]], [[Duncan]], [[Lothos]], [[Lyrana]], and [[Zarr]]. Run by [[Ssylrath]]
|-
|January 22, 2015
|[[PrP: Yippee Ki Yay]]
|[[Kroth]], [[Bennet]], [[Mara]], [[Belladona]]
|-
|January 31, 2015
|[[PrP: Clearing the Cache]]
|[[Aldean]], [[Renfrey]], [[Kiroth]], [[Margaret]]
|-
|January 31, 2015
|[[PRP: Monkey Business]]
|[[Aldean]], [[Lothos]], [[Godwyn]], [[Corra]], [[Abrahil]], [[Rhar]]
|-
|}

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==2016 Logs==
===January===

{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|January 1, 2016
|[[PrP: Sticky Situation]]
|[[Haggerty]], [[Raethon]], [[Chach]], [[MAC-B1G]], [[Sigrid]], [[Eirene]]
|-
|January 2, 2016
|[[PrP: Murderous Cannibal]]
|[[Haggerty]], [[Sigrid]], [[Kailin]], [[Malkael]]
|-
|January 5, 2016
|[[Docks Talk]]
|[[Munch]], [[Kailin]]
|-
|January 7, 2016
|[[PrP: Borders II: Raiders of the Lost Cart]]
|[[Haggerty]], [[Kailin]], [[Kaj]], [[Krom]]
|-
|January 10, 2016
|[[PrP: The Lost Boy]]
|[[Garak]], [[Munch]], [[Verna]], [[Tiasa]]
|-
|January 11, 2016
|[[PrP: Village of Glenspiel]]
|[[Haggerty]], [[Kailin]], [[Sigrid]]
|-
|January 11, 2016
|[[Woods Wizards]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Fayde]]
|-
|January 12, 2016
|[[Snipe hunt]]
|[[Munch]], [[Uneth]], [[Iadoth]]
|-
|January 13, 2016
|[[Before the Society]]
|[[Verna]], [[Solace]], [[Kailin]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|January 14, 2016
|[[PrP: Bandit Tree]]
|[[Veloria]], [[Sigrid]]
|-
|January 22, 2016
|[[PrP: Mining Job]]
|[[Kailin]], [[Sasha]], [[Drok'thar]]
|-
|January 22, 2016
|[[Meetup: Courtroom Blues: Prelude]]
|[[Kailin]], [[Stirling]], [[Veloria]]
|-
|January 23, 2016
|[[Meetup: Bardic Concert]]
|[[Kailin]], [[Stirling]], [[Aldean]], [[Jibbom]], [[Silmeria]], [[Arisha]], [[Stjepan]], [[Abrahil]], [[Serene]], [[Svarshan]], [[Verna]], [[Miruan]]
|-
|January 24, 2016
|[[PrP: Cult Leader]]
|[[Tiasa]], [[Garak]], [[Verna]], [[Alba]], and [[Nadara ]]
|-
|January 28, 2016
|[[PrP: Buried Demons]]
|[[Kailin]], [[Vasya]], [[Sully]], [[Thanix]]
|-
|January 29, 2016
|[[PrP: Demons in the Manor]]
|[[Halena]], [[Vasya]], [[Kailin]], [[Ezriya]]
|-
|January 31, 2016
|[[Blades of Hell]]
|[[Kailin]], [[Kalkorth]], [[Vasya]], [[Veloria]], [[Kevan]]
|-
|February 2, 2016
|[[A Ladle Help, Please]]
|[[Arisha]], [[Veloria]]
|-
|January 29, 2016
|[[Meetup: Fancy Party]]
|[[Vati]] [[Kailin]], [[Myrana]], [[Abrahil]], [[Jacob]], [[Charlotte]], [[Jibbom]], [[Rhar]], [[Mikilos]], [[Cesran]]
|}

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==2017 Logs==
===January===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|January 2, 2017
|[[PrP: Winter Raids]]
|[[Selerik]], [[Blauensturm]], [[Astaren]], [[Zenia]], [[Malorn]], [[Josselyn]], [[Albain]]
|-
|
|[[PrP: Troll Hunt]]
|DM: [[Elisabeth du Leoncorte|Elisabeth]], Players: [[Nasrin]], [[Sadia]], [[Hun'rar]], [[Ilmig]], [[Khera]]
|-
|January 3, 2017
|[[Scene: Penance Before Althea]]
|[[An'thirya]], [[Raethon]]
|-
|
|MEETUP: [[Hayatiento Aerie Opening]]
|Lots
|-
|January 4, 2017
|[[Scene: To Petition Eluna]]
|[[An'thirya]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|January 5, 2017
|[[Redeye Flight]]
|[[An'thirya]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|
|[[Scene: Bound to the Moon]]
|[[An'thirya]], [[Astaren]], [[Aya]], [[Dubtle]]
|-
|January 6, 2017
|[[Selerik Intros Elian to the City's Malaise]]
|[[Selerik]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|January 7, 2017
|[[A New Year Blitz]]
|[[Ollithial]], [[Sparrow]], [[Azarval]], [[Krom]]
|-
|January 9, 2017
|[[Elian Intros Pendaril to Selerik]]
|[[Selerik]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|January 9, 2017
|[[Crimson Justice!]]
|[[Astaren]], [[Aznara]], [[Cesran]], [[Mikilos]], [[Miriai]], [[Myrana]], [[Sandy]], [[Selerik]], [[Silmeria]], [[Tarragon]]
|-
|January 11, 2017
|[[About the Door Trials]]
|[[Aya]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|January 12, 2017
|[[Big Dreams and a Little Dragon]]
|[[Astaren]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|January 13, 2017
|[[Tracks to the Junkyard]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Selerik]], [[Azog]], [[Aya]], [[Pelka]]
|-
|January 16, 2017
|[[Interview: Mistress of Weasels]]
|[[Astaren]], [[Roselle]], [[Aya]]
|-
|January 18, 2017
|[[Mysterious Box Recovered]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Aya]]
|-
|January 19, 2017
|[[Checking Out the Wreck]]
|[[Munch]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|January 23, 2017
|[[Lodestones, Trails, and Spells]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Selerik]]
|-
|January 24, 2017
|[[Horse Sense]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Soren]], [[Aya]], [[Masamya]]
|-
|January 25, 2017
|[[Huldith]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Munch]]
|-
|January 26, 2017
|[[Drunken Blindfolded Target Practice]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Mayahuel]], [[Bjoric]]
|-
|January 26, 2017
|[[A Fault in the Plan]]
|[[Aya]], [[Bjoric]], [[Elisabeth du Leoncorte|Elisabeth]], [[Selerik]], [[Stjepan]], [[Fazhad]]
|-
|January 27, 2017
|[[A Conspiracy Discovered]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Fazahd]]
|-
|January 31, 2017
|PrP: [[Lady Jaquetta]]
|[[Munch]], [[Aya]]
|-
|}

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==2018 Logs==
===January===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|January 7, 2018
|[[Demons What P 10]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|January 8, 2018
|[[Oasis 9: Jewel in the Desert]]
|Beagleplot
|-
|
|[[Smaller Details pt 1]]
|[[Lucy]], [[Baz]], [[Tirrynelth]], [[Besra]], [[Granit]]
|-
|January 13, 2018
|[[Temple Bread]]
|[[Kerbasi]], [[Serraphine]], [[Azog]], [[Baz]], [[Arynel]]
|-
|
|[[Mictlan Celebration]]
|Kisaplot
|-
|January 14, 2018
|[[Demons What P 11]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|January 15, 2018
|[[Crypts and Things]]
|Beagleplot
|-
|
|[[Baz Has a Cow]]
|[[Baz]], [[Duncan]], [[Sylvi]], [[Aerilaya]], [[Kaelyn]], [[Ga'Elian]], [[An Oruch]]
|-
|
|[[Smaller Details pt 2]]
|[[Lucy]], [[Baz]], [[Tirrynelth]], [[Aerilaya]]
|-
|January 17, 2018
|[[Crypt Analysis]]
|[[Heinrich]], [[Gregor]]
|-
|January 19, 2018
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest]]
|[[Garak]], [[Raethon]], [[Hun'rar]], [[Atleti]], [[Corra]]
|-
|January 20, 2018
|[[Caravan Woes]]
|Kisaplot
|-
|
|[[Golden Cookie Bakery]]
|Astplot
|-
|January 21, 2018
|[[Demons What P 12]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|January 22, 2018
|[[Smaller Details pt 3]]
|[[Lucy]], [[Baz]], [[Tirrynelth]], [[Aerilaya]], [[Athrian]], [[Kore]]
|-
|January 24, 2018
|[[What Dreams Ae Made Of Part 3]]
|[[Aya]], [[Alba]], [[Astaren]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Hun'rar]], [[Sasha]]
|-
|January 26, 2018
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest CTD]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|January 27, 2018
|[[Inmost Sea-capades]]
|Boliplox
|-
|
|[[Team Building]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Selia]]
|-
|
|[[Tribal Strife, Part 1]]
|Boliplox
|-
|January 28, 2018
|[[Demons What P 13]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|January 29, 2018
|[[Smaller Details pt 4]]
|[[Lucy]], [[Baz]], [[Tirrynelth]], [[Aerilaya]], [[Kore]], [[Besra]]
|-
|January 31, 2018
|[[Legwork: What Dreams Ae Made Of Part 4]]
|Whirlplot
|}

===February===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|February 2, 2018
|[[Charn Embassy Part 1]]
|Boliplox
|-
|
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest CTD Part 2]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|
|[[Golden Cookie Party]]
|Astaplot
|-
|February 4, 2018
|[[Shade]]
|[[Svarshan]], er... [[Kerbasi]], [[Durrankar]], [[Astaren]], [[Stirling]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Kravar]]
|-
|February 7, 2018
|[[Legwork: What Dreams Ae Made Of Part 5]]
|[[Alba]], [[Astaren]]. [[Kisaiya]], [[Hun'rar]], [[Sasha]]
|-
|February 9, 2018
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest CTD Part 3]]
|[[Raethon]], [[Garak]], [[Leisel]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Hun'rar]], [[Mangus]]
|-
|February 10, 2018
|[[Society Call of Action!]]
|Boliplox
|-
|February 11, 2018
|[[The Mystery of the Missing Donkey]]
|[[Deryn]], [[Gregor]], [[Aech]]
|-
|
|[[Demons What P 14]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|February 12, 2018
|[[Smaller Details Part 5 - finale!]]
|[[Lucy]], [[Baz]], [[Tirrynelth]], [[Kore]], [[Granit]]
|-
|February 15, 2018
|[[Singular Part 8]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|February 16, 2018
|[[SUDDEN BADNESS]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|February 18, 2018
|[[Shade pt 2]]
|[[Kerbasi]], [[Durrankar]], [[Stirling]], [[Kravar]], [[Un'eth]]
|-
|February 20, 2018
|[[A Heth of a Time]]
|[[Chay]], [[Sarcis]], [[Sora]], [[Lucy]], [[Deryn]], [[Arynel]], [[Kore]], [[Deak]]
|-
|
|[[Cinnamon Rolls Have Eyes]]
|Astaplot
|-
|
|[[Assault on Moon Keep]]
|Sandy, Svarshan, Cesran
|-
|February 22, 2018
|[[A Balancing Act]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|February 23, 2018
|[[Charn Embassy Part 2]]
|Boliplox
|-
|
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest CTD Part 5]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|February 24, 2018
|[[The Missing Smithson]]
|Boliplox
|-
|February 25, 2018
|[[The Missing Smithson Part 2]]
|Boliplox
|-
|
|[[Demons What Part 15]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|February 27, 2018
|[[Got My Vodka, Got My Gun]]
|DM: [[Kore]] Players: [[Henrie]], [[Felicia]], [[Urso]], [[Aithil]]
|}

===March===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|March 2, 2018
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest CTD Part 6]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|March 3, 2018
|[[Tribal Strife Part 2]]
|Boliplox
|-
|March 4, 2018
|[[The Missing Smithson Part 3]]
|Boliplox
|-
|
|[[Shade Part 3]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|March 6, 2018
|[[A New Face]]
|[[Tawyse]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga’Elian]], [[Gregor]]
|-
|March 7, 2018
|[[Of Dryads and Weapons]]
|[[Walery]], [[Talia]], [[Craft]], [[Lockwood]], [[Morgan]], [[Tawyse]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|March 8, 2018
|[[Felwood Follies]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Etan]], [[Felicia]], [[Tawyse]], & [[Taleth]]
|-
|March 9, 2018
|[[Gliding and Hang-outs]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]] & [[Tawyse]]
|-
|March 9, 2018
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest CTD Part 7]]
|[[Garak]], [[Hun'rar]], [[Raethon]], [[Kira]], [[Leisel]], [[Magnus]]
|-
|March 10, 2018
|[[Society Call of Action! Part 2]]
|Boliplox
|-
|March 11, 2018
|[[Demons What Part 16]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|March 13, 2018
|[[Of Ygdrassil and Elves]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]] and [[Tawyse]]
|-
|
|[[Barwick's Undead Extravaganza]]
|[[Kore]], [[Dubtle]], [[Talia]], [[Felicia]]
|-
|March 14, 2018
|[[Meeting in Noble District]]
|[[Mittens]], [[Aithil]], [[Morgan]], [[Shagara]]
|-
|
|[[The Missing Kids]]
|[[Scorscha]], [[Talethl]], [[Morgan]], [[Mohai]], [[Deak]], [[Kore]]
|-
|March 16, 2018
|[[Bring Out Your Dead]]
|Astaplot
|-
|March 9, 2018
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest CTD Part 8]] - finale!
|[[Garak]], [[Hun'rar]], [[Raethon]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Leisel]], [[Magnus]]
|-
||March 17, 2018
|[[Society Call of Action Part 3]]
|Boliplox
|-
|
|[[Tribal Stride Part 3]]
|Boliplox
|-
|March 18, 2018
|[[Demons What Part 17]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|March 20, 2018
|[[Clean It Up]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|March 21, 2018
|[[SWAMP STRAVENGANZA!]]
|Boliplox
|-
|March 22, 2018
|[[Tiny Problem]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|March 24, 2018
|[[Was it a good Urn or a bad Urn?]]
|Boliplox
|-
|March 25, 2018
|[[Shade Part 4]]
|[[Kerbasi]], [[Durrankar]], [[Stirling]], [[Kravar]], [[Astaren]], [[Thyrson]]
|-
|March 27, 2018
|[[The Ballad of Lyranessa]]
|[[Besra]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Morgan]], [[Sandy]]
|-
|March 31, 2018
|[[Planted Problems]]
|[[Garak]], [[Aria]], [[Tarragon]], [[Latenat]], [[Magnus]], [[Ilmig]], [[Sarcis]]
|}

===April===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|April 1, 2018
|[[Criminal Acts]] (on-grid RP)
|[[Preston]], [[Desdemona]]
|-
|April 3, 2018
|[[Demon Tracks]] (on-grid RP)
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Urso]], [[Murder]]
|-
|April 5, 2018
|[[Herbs and Hunters]] (on-grid RP)
|[[Kaydin]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|April 8, 2018
|[[Ambassador Kaydin]] (on-grid RP)
|[[Fazahd]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Kaydin]]
|-
|April 8, 2018
|[[Shade Part 6]]
|[[Kerbasi]], [[Durrankar]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Kravar]], [[Astaren]], [[Stirling]]
|-
|April 9, 2018
|[[You Shall Not Pass]] (on-grid RP)
|[[Ithiliel]], [[Lorik]], [[Rori]], [[Munch]]
|-
|April 10, 2018
|[[Dragon Plans]] (on-grid RP)
|[[Kerbasi]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Astaren]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|
|[[Guardhouse Rock]]
|[[Ithiliel]], [[Lorik]], [[Rori]], [[Kaelthilas]], [[Shivani]] (GM)
|-
|April 11, 2018
|[[Wayfarer's Meet]]
|[[Ga'Elian]], [[Tilguh]], [[Razen]], [[Sora]]
|-
|April 11, 2018
|[[Rocky Mountain News]]
|[[Kaydin]], [[Murder]], [[Raethon]], [[Razen]], [[Silmeria]], [[Svarshan]]
|-
|April 12, 2018
|[[Snacks In The Temple]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Lorik]], [[Shivani]], [[Aya]], [[Jenner]]
|-
|April 13, 2018
|[[Three Casters Walk Into A Bar...]]
|[[Lorik]], [[Malik]], [[Nasrin]]
|-
|April 14, 2018
|[[Talk of Redemption]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Lorik]]
|-
|
|[[Tribal Strife Pt 4]]
|Bolplot
|-
|
|[[Stories, History, And The Undead]]
|[[Lorik]], [[Nim]], [[Aya]]
|-
|April 15, 2018
|[[Shade Part 7]]
|[[Kerbasi]], [[Durrankar]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Kravar]], [[Astaren]], [[Thyrson]]
|-
|April 17, 2018
|[[Storytime at the Ox (Meetup)]]
|[[Shivani]], [[Lorik]], [[Alba]], [[Braith]], [[Raethon]], [[Preston]], [[Kaydin]], [[Nim]], [[Karelin]], [[Kaelthilas]]
|-
|April 18, 2018
|[[Library Rules]]
|[[Lorik]], [[Mio]], [[Nasirri]], [[Morgan]], [[Zelany]]
|-
|April 18-19, 2018
|[[Ambush]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Nokkela]]
|-
|
|[[Meeting Under the Stairs]]
|[[Svarshan]], [[Murder]], [[Kaydin]], [[Silmeria]]
|-
|April 21, 2018
|[[I Beg Your Pudding?]] (PRP)
|[[Kore]], [[Bors]], [[Iadoth]] (GM)
|-
|April 24, 2018
|[[Tinier Problems]]
|[[Kaelthilas]], [[Shivani]], [[Elin]], [[Fabris]], [[Iskandar]], [[Tamrielo]], [[Azra]], [[Lorik]]
|-
|April 25, 2018
|[[Stalking the Fel]] (PRP)
|[[Kaelthilas]], [[Aegis]], [[Deak]], [[Iskandar]], [[Desdemona]], [[Sylvi]], [[Vasanna]], [[Lorik]](GM)
|-
|April 23 - April 25, 2018
|[[Clearing the Path]]
|[[Besra]], [[Felicia]], [[Granit]], [[Kore]], [[Malik]], [[Razen]], [[Sora]], [[Wilros]], [[Whirlpool]](GM)
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|April 26, 2018
|[[How the Dark Grows]] (PRP)
|[[Razen]], [[Svarshan]], [[Sylvi]]
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|April 27, 2018
|[[Gnome Charge!]] (PRP)
|[[Elin]], [[Iskandar]], [[Razen]], [[Taleth]], [[Astaren]](GM)
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|April 28, 2018
|[[Tribal Strife Pt 5]]
|Boliplox
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|April 29, 2018
|[[Shade Part 8]]
|[[Kerbasi]], [[Durrankar]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Kravar]], [[Astaren]], [[Thyrson]]
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|April 30, 2018
|[[Meetup: The Worst Talent Show Ever]]
|[[Constantin]], [[Vasanna]], [[Shara]], [[Kaelthilas]], [[Lorik]], [[Shivani]](GM)
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===May===
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|People
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|May 1, 2018
|[[Tinier Problems pt2]]
|[[Kaelthilas]], [[Shivani]], [[Elin]], [[Fabris]], [[Iskandar]], [[Tamrielo]], [[Azra]], [[Lorik]], [[Ithilliel]]
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|May 2, 2018
|[[Pulling A Thread]] (PRP)
|[[Kaelthilas]], [[Aegis]], [[Ashilde]], [[Braith]], [[Preston]], [[Azra]], [[Lorik]](GM)
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|May 2, 2018
|[[Nothing Good Inn]]
|[[Morgan]], [[Murder]], [[Razen]], [[Astaren]](GM)
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|May 3, 2018
|[[Simple Measures]]
|[[Razen]], [[Lorik]], [[Sylvi]], [[Iskandar]], [[Morgan]], [[Nasrin]], [[Shara]]
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|May 6, 2018
|[[Culture Shock]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Lorik]]
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|[[Shade Part 9]]
|[[Kerbasi]], [[Durrankar]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Kravar]], [[Astaren]], [[Thyrson]], [[Stirling]]
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|May 8, 2018
|[[Rumors of Maggot-Man]]
|[[Alba]], [[Durrankar]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Lorik]], [[Razen]], [[Svarshan]]
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|[[Tinier Problems pt3]]
|[[Kaelthilas]], [[Shivani]], [[Elin]], [[Fabris]], [[Iskandar]], [[Tamrielo]], [[Lorik]]
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|May 9, 2018
|[[Plans Against...Brain Slugs?]] (Meetup)
|[[Vasanna]], [[Abrahil]], [[Garak]], [[Sasha]], [[Desdemona]], [[Shivani]], [[Preston]], [[Vomitdreg]] - Honorable mentions- Bartholomew the Snake
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|May 11, 2018
|[[Farmer Woes]]
|[[Aznara]], [[Morgan]], [[Nim]], [[Razen]], [[Taleth]], [[Vaalyun]], [[Astaren]] (GM)
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|May 12, 2018
|[[Tribal Strife part 6]]
|Boliplox
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|May 15, 2018
|[[Creep in the Streets]] (PRP)
|[[Amythyst]], [[Itzpapalotl]], [[Taleth]], [[Razen]] (GM)
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|May 18, 2018
|[[My Only Hope]] (PRP)
|[[Morgan]], [[Virgil]], [[Vomitdreg]], [[Vaalyun]] (GM)
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|May 26, 2018
|[[Midnight Intrigues]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Latenat]]
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|May 26, 2018
|[[Filth Fever]]
|[[Sasha]], [[Silmeria]], [[Svarshan]], [[Vaalyun]]
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|May 28, 2018
|[[Chance Meetings and Rocket Carts]]
|[[Lorik]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Kaelyn]]
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[[Category:Logs|Recent Logs]]

Lorik

2018-05-11T18:45:21Z

Lorik:

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Lori’thalik Vel’skorinath comes from a long and prestigious line of shadow elves loyal to Taara. Assassins, Inquisitors, Clerics. The Vel’skorinath family is proud of this family history, lording it over lesser families. Touting their status as favored souls of their goddess. They control cities and manipulate their populace to their own ends. The Vel’skorinath is a family mentioned in hushed conspiracies in dark corners and in lavish parties thrown for the favored of Taara. Which makes it all the more mortifying for the heads of the house when one of their number goes bad.

Or...good as the case may be.

Lorik Vel’skorinath grew up in the shadow of his family. Trained as a faithful of Taara. Raised in the shadows and lore of the dark goddess. He joined the order of the Inquisitors, searching out lost relics of his people. Of course that is where the trouble started. Lorik, much to the disappointment of his parents and the family at large happened to be someone who had an inquisitive mind and a penchant for asking uncomfortable questions.

His place as a recovery agent gave him a unique place for him to ask questions. He found lore and artifacts that caused the ideas he was taught to fracture and crack. He began to doubt in his teachings and his family. Asking pointed questions until one day a strange figure showed up at his door. Thankfully this wasn’t someone who was going to end him. It was a representative from a local cell of the resistance. Who recruited young Lorik on the spot.

He quietly used his family’s influence to help the little pocket of revolution he had stumbled into. The resistance used his influence sparingly, all the while Lorik went on expeditions to find lost relics and rituals. He found out he actually enjoyed the work, even though he learned more and more just how wrong what he had been told was. He enjoyed the adventures though. The madness that he experienced while out from under the influence of his own family and the rebellion always made him feel more alive. This was made worse by his meeting few slaves from above that he plied for stories. It seemed though he was very much on his way to becoming the head of his own little cell.

Of course that didn’t quite work out.

He never found out just how his family became aware of his activities. In hindsight perhaps attempting to lie around a family that included multiple inquisitors and seers was a poor idea. He only knows the results of that knowledge. The first resistance cell was torn apart while he was running message, and Lorik hardly made it out of the ambush alive along with one other member. He hardly got back to his own cell to distribute a warning before they were again attacked. It would have been over quite then and there for him and his companions if he hadn’t remembered the light elven cleric who shared her stories of the surface with him. Stay and fight, or flee for his life and perhaps return a different day?

The choice wasn’t hard to make.

Freeing the slaves at least helped add to the chaos of the moment and allowed Lorik and his new companions to make good their escape. Only a /little/ of the family home was burned, and they didn’t /mean/ to knock down the wall on the way out. Or knock his uncle into the rubbish heap. It was all just a series of unfortunate events and he doesn’t really see why they still are so mad about it.

However at least at the moment escape was made, and the little group of new ‘friends’ decided to make their fortunes on the surface. At least that is his plan. His family might have something to say about that. As well as his penchant for getting distracted by the first mystery relic to come along.


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Relic Hunter: Lorik does love to search for lost things, and he's not that bad at it! So he's happy to go off on the call of adventures to try to find whats lost and bring it back to its proper home.

Hunted: Lorik's family isn't quite pleased that he left so suddenly, and that he took his cousin and his sister. And that he knows about the deep conspiracies of the Shadow Council. So there is a black mark on his head just from that. Not to mention some people on the surface don't seem to like him very much.

Newcomer: Lorik has spend most of his time underground in the cities of his people, so he still isn't quite sure what to make of the brightly lit realms. This comes out in sometimes amusing and sometimes embarrassing mistakes that he can get himself into.

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Plans Against...Brain Slugs?

2018-05-10T04:17:11Z

Lorik:

-=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=-<* A05: Ox-Strength Tavern *>--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=-

The worst sailors, mercenaries, thugs and dock-workers frequent this place, making it one of the most dangerous bars in the city. Its wooden floors and sturdy furniture are scarred from brawls, and the plaster on the walls is broken away in places from the brick underneath. Tucked against the large, steel diamond-pained windows are a few narrow booths providing a view of the street and all its traffic while letting smoky sunlight stream in and preventing patrons being thrown out through them. Little lamps hang from the cieling beams to provide light when the sun goes down.

At the back is a long bar of pitted, much-polished oak sitting beneath a bay of cuboards. Its here that the owner of the bar can usually be found operating the taps and fiddling with the large copper samovar on one end against the wall when she isn't out serving drinks and basically running the whole bar. There's even a few potted violets behind the bar in the open case where bottles are stored. There's a sign in chalk listing the house specialities, along with whatever will be being served for dinner that night.

The food and drink here is good, despite the clientele's rough and frankly undesirable nature and the smell of pipe tobacco and beer that never seems to come out of the wood; the most popular thing being the curries redolent with spices and the hard ciders, both of which she makes herself in the kitchen. Part of the bar itself, it should be noted, bears the marks of electric damage, with spidery black burn marks radiating out from a charred spot right near the inner edge, where the 'tender stool is located.

Over against one wall is a pot-bellied wood stove, with two much-abused leather chairs facing it. Near to that is a locked door that appears to lead to the owner's apartment above the Ox, while a pair of swinging doors at the end of the bar leads to the kitchen.

There are odd goings on in the Felwood...well...there are always odd goings on in the Felwood to be sure. However these days there is something even more odd going on. In this case its the strange trappers and trainers that were found. The papers and sigils that were found that /someone/ had done research on.

...really just one person.

I mean come on Preston was a wizard, research was kinda what he was there for.

Nerd.

Regardless of who did research and who chased down slugs Lorik had rounded up a group of people from the Guild to discuss and plan the next angle of investigation. And what better place to do that than the Ox!

...really it was pretty much the only tavern he knew but he wasn't going to tell anyone that.

So he rented out a large room, and in the middle of said room is a map of the surroundings of the city. One that he's peering over as he waits for people to arrive and gather round the massive circle of a table he's taken over for this little session.

...there is a little hand made sign at the table. Written is perfect crisp elvish.

'No lizards at the table!!'

"Oh my...! It's been such a time since I'd last been in...oh, I can't wait to see what she's--" The voice floats in alongside its owner, with a cheerful, almost robust sound if not for the age of the gnome.

Who must be getting on in years. He floats more than he walks, rolls more than he steps, and the round little fellow's gold-buckled shoes are more rumor'd than fact.

Right now, that round ball stutters, if a ball could be said to stutter. In truth, it more rolls to a halt and wobbles, as the gnomish gentleman halts and looks around. He reaches up with a trembling hand, a marshmallowy hand lined with age, and presses his rose-tinted spectacles upwards along the gnose.

"--she's, oh. Oh, dear. Why, Myrana! You've gone for the retro look, haven't you? Oh, the Society for the Preservation of Alexandrian History will be so thrilled! And why...the mold along the left rafter is just as I remember it!" he says, and he DOES sound thrilled, this little gnome. Thrilled to pieces. He looks along the rafters, his eyes dancing behind the lenses.

As a not-Lizard, Shivani stands on the table as she talks. And she has been talking. For almost an hour. For those able to keep up, to fully comprehend the ins and outs of her insanity as she thumbs through a book of crudely drawn stick figures and fingerpaintings, all while wearing a pair of glasses with no lenses, she finishes up with a small crescendo of accented Tradespeak.

"...so basically that's it. Once the slug army surrounds all of Felwood, we can make our move against the Big Bad Dude Guy who's at the heart of all of this, and then we beat him uuuuuup, and get him to tell us everythiiiiiiiing, and then he'll give us his stuuuuuuuuffff. Right good. Let me know if this plan seems like the best one."

Then Shiv jumps down, snapping her book closed and tearing off her glasses.

Her logic is undeniable. Because nothing she said was logical.

Already in the room, leaning back in a chair and feet resting on the table is Vasanna. In clear defiance of the handmade sign on the table, a large Swiftclaw is 'seated' next to her. He has nested somewhat on the floor, his large reptilian head resting right next to Vasanna's hands. Idly, she'll reach out to scratch at his head every now and again as she waits. She hasn't bothered to mess with or move the sign.

Vasanna runs a fingernail underneath another nail and then looks back up to Lorik. "So, who all are we expecting?" The small gnome enters almost before she's finished speaking. Shivani's form entering next is also watched. "...slug army?" she mouths at Lorik in confusion and perhaps just a little bit of curiousity.

Garak approaches the table, giving a requisite stern look at everyone present before saying grudingly, "It is good to address these problems early, and in an organized way." He looks from Lorik to the others who have spoken. "Not with an army, because armies often don't do well in the Felwood..."

Preston Bayweather is a //proud// nerd, thank you.

And his research extended far beyond his presence on the expedition, as it happens.

The young wizard arrives with a stack of books so tall that it nearly obscures his vision, ending, as it does, just under his nose. He is dressed, as ever, in clothes that look too fancy for the ox. A rich navy blue coat flared out at the knees, of extremely fine fabric, its collar embroidered with birds-of-prey in flight, as is the hem, as are the sleeves, picked out in gold. Black boots. Navy trousers and vest. And a crisp wine-colored shirt. He has a satchel that's cheaper than all of it, all but bursting with more materials.

He also has a snake on his head. An orange and white snake with six heads. It looks very comfy. It could be an odd sort of hat that totally clashes until it moves.

"Bartholomew, honestly, if you could //kindly// stop chewing on my hair," mutters the young man, from behind the books.

"Oh, oh! And the smell! Oh, it's JUST as I remember it! A hint of...oh, why. Oh, it would be immodest to say, wouldn't it?" comments the gnome cheerfully, as he looks towards the faters. He looks so delighted, does Abrahil, delighted indeed.

"...oh, oh my! Well...just that hint of mystery meat, you know..." he says, and the words fade off in wonder. He reaches down and taps his side (his shoes??!) with a wand, and sparkles merge and spin 'round the floor. They lift him slowly, wobbingly, from the floor as he rises for a better look.

...and pauses, a bright look towards Shivani that turns into the warmest smile. Delighted, even, as he moves to clasp his hands together--though the gesture is more symbolic, given the warmth of his figure. "Oh! Oh, my! Why, it's such a delight to meet you! Are you here with the Society for the Preservation of Alexandrian History? Oh, please say it's so! I just LOVE what you've done with the place, and slugs--did I hear slugs? Would be a delightful touch of history about the Ox Strength!" Then, another wizard arrives, and the elderly fellow waggles his fingers at him, "Helloooo! It's so good to see another of the Society, here! You are, aren't you?" He looks hopeful!

Already in the tavern, Shara looks up at the lack of logic Shivani just presented. "Felwood has a very distinct and effective means of dealing with armies. Namely, driving them insane." She then begins to practice on her lute as everyone begins to talk.....

"Well," Lorik says slowly as he looks towards his sister. He idly taps the sign. Adjusting it to point right at her. They are siblings. This is a thing. "Shivani is here...and...oh that is Preston over there with his snake. I told you it has six heads." He adds towards the slightly younger shadow elf. "I think Desdemona is coming, and I left the note at the Guild open for anyone that wanted..."

Shivani's plan is heard, and Garak's comment about it. Then Vasa's question and he shakes his head slightly. "Slug army. She found one. I'm pretty sure one was touched by the divine." The way he says it though. He might actually /mean/ it.

Yeah. Isn't that terrifing.

He /would/ say more, but suddenly there is a round ball of a gnome that...is...floating over? Literally floating.

Lorik blinks once. Then a second time.

"Er..." A point at Preston. "...I think he is?"

A longer pause. "And I don't think we've quite reached the logistics of deploying a whole slug army to ring the Felwood yet, Shivani..."

"I had not yet joined the Society for the Preservation of Alexandrian History," Preston says, as he sets down all his things. He offers a hand to Abrahil, and says, "Preston Bayweather, at your service. I'm afraid I'm quite new in town, simply getting to know everyone. I've joined the Society for Progressive Arcanists, but would love to have the opportunity to speak to you about the historical society as well, in perhaps a different venue and a different time."

But then, Lorik. "You think I am what, my good man? I do have quite a bit of information to share, yes, if that is what you are answering...if it's something else, I can perhaps confirm or deny that as well."

An easy-going smile. The divestment of the books reveals he has ink smeared across his cheek, all out of keeping with the nice clothes.

There is a long blank stare at the little wizard, who can COMMAND SPARKLES HOLY SHUZ. Then, that gaze is upon her, and the wizard is addressing Shivani, who clutches her book to her chest with a 'please don't zap me' kind of look.

"Uh... UHHH. Whut? Society? Whut?!"

Shiv looks to Lorik. Then to Vas, then around, as various comments to her plan come to bear. But the Wizard keeps her attention. Finally, she sits down next to Preston.

"Yus that is why I'm here, to presorve every history with my friend Preston. Yup. Just don't turn me into a frog or something terrible, you know? That's some messed up shuz."

Garak tries to follow the conversation. "Perhaps it would be better to think of it as a raid. If you know something in a specific part of the Felwood, better to make plans to focus there. Trying to cleanse the entire wood, well, I doubt all the slugs in the world would be enough..."

"Oh, what a delight it is to meet you! And oh, why, I think you'd make the perfect candidate. Intelligent you know, why, I can see it in your eyes there!" the elderly fellow says. He practically beams for a moment, before turning towards Shivani. "Oh, oh! Oh, no! Why, I haven't transformed someone by accident in years, you know. Decades! I wouldn't do THAT! How terrible! What I would like to do though--" he says, and here Abrahil leans in.

...as though there's a secret to share. As though he and Shivani were two, gossiping gals over tea, and in fact, reaches out briefly as though he'd press his aged fingers briefly to the back of her wrist. He doesn't, but oh, the motion is there, the suggestion of it. "Oh, I should like to help you all! And the Society!" he adds, resolute. "Why, you used to find them in all the dishes--"

"--well, not /all/," the gnome offers more modestly, "--just some, mind. Oh, why, used to be, it was like getting a little present sometimes. You never knew whether you'd get the slugs or the snails. Chew or crunch, I suppose! Why, the warriors, big strong, strapping lads that they were--and some women too, mind--used to gamble on it! Such sport to see!"

"It's was such a delight, though, such a delight--IS a delight--" he corrects himself, "And--oh! Oh! Where ARE my manners? Why, I'm Abrahil Fizzletorque Brindlegear, and quite delighted to meet all of you, and restore this historic treasure!" the elderly fellow replies.

At some point, a hand curls over Preston's arm, as if Shivani might try to crawl up on top of the young wizard's head to get some distance away from the gnome.

But the assurance of how careful he is about transmuting people, and, you know, his speaking of slugs, well.

It turns everything right around. In mere moments she goes from terror to elated, her eyes wide, her smile even wider, bobbing her head most enthusiastically.

"OH YUS! Most people in this place don't eat slugs at all! Hullo Fizzlerump Abrahlgear! Or.. I am sorry. Abrahgear? It is loud in here with all of the talking and music people are playing, but I will call you Abrahfantastic since you seem most amazing with your ''floating'' and good ''taste in food'', and you know, we can basically be best friends now. OH I am Shivani but people like you who are my new friends can just call me Shiv. Or sometimes, my family calls me Shuzhead."

She smile-nods at this. "They mean it as a compliment I am sure."

Shara simply smiles a bit at Abrahil. "Greetings Abrahil. I'm surprised you came away from the theaters to here." She then chuckles a bit. "I'm Shara of House Arcanum. It's a pleasure to meet you, Abrahil." She then looks to the rest and tilts her head.

There is a floating gnome on the table and Lorik just blinks as Shiv goes from nearly perching on Preston's head with his poor snake to best friends with him. "I...its a pleasure to meet you, Abrahil?" He says slowly, eyes just slightly wide as he watches the various antics around the room. "I...think Preston..." Here Lorik cuts a gaze towards the wizard. "I thought you a member of the Historical society! But...my mistake...and yes having information."

Yes that is why they were there!

"But you were going to share some information I think, right Preston?" A blink again this time towards Garrak. "And...we aren't trying to /cleanse/ the Felwood. Just...trying to figure out who is kidnapping animals from there!"

"Oh! Oh! Why, I'm sure they did, m'dear. I'm sure they did," Abrahil replies with a pat-pat upon the wrist. He smiles up at Shivani as an elderly gnome might, his cheeks pink and plump, and crow's lines around his gnose and eyes.

He looks to Shara and Lorik, "Why, such a delight! It's so good to meet you both! You must come by sometime. You must! Oh, after this business is over, I am sure! I...oh! Oh, and there I go again, I'm afraid. Why, I'd talk all day if...oh!"

He turns his attention to Preston, expectant, bright-eyed, and hopeful.

Desdemona is running late. She heard rumors of a crew of 'Legitimate Airship Merchants' in the city and she wanted to introduce herself. Needless to say, she wasn't impressed so she's still stuck on land for the forseeable future. So she comes sauntering into the rented room later than the others and smirks. "Yes, I have arrived, the real planning can begin."

She's dressed in her long leather coat, tall boots and has managed to either repair or buy a new shirt after the last battle as it is clean of blood and tears. There is a satchel over her shoulder that looks heavily weighed down, which Shiv would recognize as a Sloog sling. Either way she moves over to the table and ruffles Preston's hair before she settles down and pays attention.

Vomitdreg has arrived.

Preston pat pats poor Shiv's arm in what he hopes is a comforting fashion. "Do not worry, if you are accidentally polymorphed you can most assuredly be restored. And it is, as the good gnome says, most unlikely in any event."

But now everyone's looking at him. The last time this happened at The Ox he got tomatoes thrown at him. It's little wonder that he colors a bit under all the scrutiny. But these are friends, and friends of friends, so he claps his hands together. "Right then. First and foremost, for those of you who do not know our foe calls himself the Master of Helsteeds, and he seems to be working the trogs up and perhaps other underdark races into a fine froth, raising them into an army of sorts. He also seems to be trying to field a calvalry made of twisted creatures who either set aflame or breathe fire, or lightning, or all sorts of other things. If you all did know, I am terribly sorry."

Because they all could. He got distracted with socializing, and forgot who might know what.

"Let's start with the most relevant information first. He almost certainly is either a powerful master of transfiguration magic or has one in his employ. The Felwood, font of strange demonic and corrupting energies as it is, seems to be very helpful to his endeavours. Not only does it make his vile transfigurations easier, it also provides him with a source of corrupted animals he can simply steal. I researched the most likely rituals. The components he'd need are common to the Felwood, and also the Desolation. I suspect he is going to have to keep his primary operation somewhere in yonder wood for best effect, though he might have a fallback position in the Desolation. That is a fine advantage, though, as there are few other places he can go without abandoning these plans. Which he seems very attached to, having worked them into his title, and personal sigil."

*FROOOSH*

The mana-toilet flushes. The door to the bathroom opens to permit a hideous little Gobber back into the Inn. Given the level of exposition its unlikely that his emergence would be noted but nevertheless he arrives. Vomitdreg's greenish pear-shaped form waddling back and forth as he wanders towards his seat.

A high chair. Not for babies. It just has really long legs and rungs between them so he can clambor back to his place at the table.

His first action upon sitting is to take a swig of his drink. The second is to listen, and learn.

Garak raises his eyebrows. "Cavalry of twisted creatures," he says, with what might be professional interest. Then he thinks about the other revelations. "Travel between the Felwood and the Desolation would be likely draw attention, even with - or especially with - such steeds." He gestures at those around the table. "Alexandros with all of her adventuring folk and wardens of the green, could prevent such an escape route..."

As each word goes by, as each TALE OF DASTARDLY DEEDS, the little gnome's mouth gets rounder and rounder. Shaped like a bow, it is. ANd, occasionally, does he murmur, "Oh dear!" and "Oh my!"

"That's terrible!" Abrahil bursts out then, and looks to them all. He clasps his hands into marshmallowy fists!

"It is indeed terrible!" Lorik agrees with an exclimation. "I didn't know this was all so...well planned...but you're right..." This with a nod towards Garak. "...how could he have moved things like that from here to the Desolation?" A pause. "Underground? Is that why he courted the trogs?" He seems to be thinking outloud...

...at least he was. Until the appearance of a /gobbo/ in a /high chair/ just tentirely derailed his train of thought.

There's a long moment of consideration as Shiv gives a big wave to Des and Sloog and then looks to the Gobbo that's now on the chair. She can really only smile so big. "HULLO!"

This, to the Gobbo. Soon she's pondering on the matter at hand, and then snaps her fingers. "HEY YOU GUYS! What if they are using magics to make everything fly? Or invisible? Or just like, you know, very little and tiny. WHAT IF THE ANIMALS CAN TELEPORT."

All horrible possibilities, brought rocketing to the forefront. Shivani is clearly here to boost morale.

"That's terrible!" Abrahil says again. The elderly fellow looks aghast. The color's quite drained behind his rose-tinted lenses. He floats there, he bobs there, with the occasional wibble and wobble.

He gulps. "Oh, oh dear...why! I...I...oh! Don't give them ideas!" he half-whispers to Shivani, as though concerned this terrible mage might overhear. His hands tremble. "Do you think he's involved with--with /him/?" he asks. "You know that terrible man, the one with the demons?" Asumit!

Preston hitches a shoulder to the speculation. "Underground movement would be //my// guess," he says.

He clears his throat. "The rest is just speculative. Our enemy is well educated, fluent in Draconic. I have begun narrowing down possibilities vis a vis his identity." He smiles at Des, he had caught that hair ruffle, but he's got a full head of intel-giving steam now and doesn't pause in the briefing.

This comes far more naturally to him than storytelling.

"I admit I'm not sure where to proceed from him. I found several local noble houses using the rearing horse as a sigil, any one of their sigils could have been bastardized to create his. I also tracked missing wizards from the Society of Progressive Arcanists. Two have gone missing recently, both on expeditions. The first was an older man, master of the Craft, eccentric. I suspect he simply died. I think a far more likely candidate comes in the form of a young overachiever who went out to prove his worth to the world and never came back. Hang on, I jotted down his name..."

He trails off as Abrahil brings up the terrible man, and swiftly comes to Asumit.

"Now that you mention it," he says, looking directly at the gnome, "While observing the wood I did come across imps posing as ravens, who attempted to entice me into a pact. I was put in mind of Asumit myself, though the two could be utterly unrelated."

Shara says, "he's a bit of a jerk, isn't he?" She says softly as she sets a mead next to Abrahil. "DOn't get too worked up, old friend. I think this is mainly an exchange of information." She then ponders. "There have been others that have worked against the pact binders agents before. You just have to find them....""

At her greeting, Vomitdreg gives Shivani a smile of jagged yellow teeth. Malicious little things although the grin that surrounds them is not unfriendly.

'WHAT IF'

Beady red eyes widen into perfect doe-like circles. He leaps to his seat, "What if," he replies in a high-pitched nasally tone like a bumble bee fighting off a cold, "they are setting up ley-stones beneath the city?! And, once the animals are trained they.." three fingered hands move with excitement, "ride them into portals. So that they open up in the market and so one day it's just a normal day and then suddenly warp-gates split reality and suddenly Helsteeds are charging through the crowd. Trampling the ladies who walk in the mornings. The cannons and airships suddenly rendered ineffective because they are RIGHT HERE. So it's up to the city guard.."

"but the city guard isn't up to it and all the adventurers are out looking for treasure."

The gobber looks from side to side, suddenly nervous, "how many calvary would it take to capture the city if all the calvary were inside the walls? /What If/ it were exactly as many as they'll have in three wekes?!" Pause. Hesitation. Grabs drink. Sits down.

Mumbling, "What if I booked an airship out of here in two?!"

"That's also terrible!" Abrahil says with a look towards the gobber. The elderly fellow looks horrified at all of this, all of--and oh! Oh!

"Oh, my dear! I shan't! I shan't! It's just all so terrible, you know and oh, we've known eachother since were in nappies. Why, I remember our nanny, you know... So...so terrible," the elderly fellow adds in a whisper.

"Why! Oh...you said oh, some of the Society has gone missing? Why, Gelfure must be furious..." Abrahil adds then, with a look towards Preston. He presses his fingers to his hips, and swallows. "Oh dear...oh. We must solve this, and soon, or Gelfure will soon have the entire city in hats!"

Watching with the utmost awe, a sugar-stick falls from Shivani's mouth as Vomitdreg lays out the most plausible scenario she's ever heard. BOOM! She's up on a regular chair, right next to Vomit's, staring at him with eyes that could consume the moon, wide and full of fervor.

"What if like, when they get here, they tell everyone they have to wear the color pink, or else they'll be executed! And like all of our animal friends here turn into demon-animals, and then they begin to sing! And WHAT IF then, all the slugs of the slug army turn on us, and form together into a great big slug, but it's just a cocoon for this great big myth creature thing I heard about when I was a kid. AND WHAT IF THAT COCOON HATCHES GUYS. WHAT IF IT IS A TARASQUEEE WITH BIG BUTTERFLY WINGS!!!"

Somewhere in the back, a half drunk man opines. 'Ya;ll motherfookers need Althea'.

This only makes Shivani's left eye twitch, feeding Vomitdreg possibility after possibility. "LORIK I THINK WE FIGURED IT OUT. THIS GOBBO HAS TRUESIGHT HOLD ON."

Preston Bayweather finally finds it. "Lukmaril. That was his name."

But wild fears and theories abound.

He straightens, raising his hand. He is young, but noble-trained, and it shows in how he carries himself. "If I may," he says. "We cannot act on speculation. Nor fears. Nor suspicions. Let us take these theories and develop from them some avenues of further actionable inquiry. We have only begun to see the traces our enemy leaves behind. Let us dig deeper, and //then// come to a conclusion and a plan. With some urgency, yes, for nobody wants to see flame-breathing horses on our streets, but in a methodical and useful fashion all the same. We must not panic, my friends, we must simply act."

"Oh, it is terrible, but--you are right! You are right!" Again and again, he keeps returning to that phrase. Abrahil shivers and then, then draws himself up!

As best he might. As best as a sphere might, anyhow!

"Well. Well! We shall do something about it! We shall! I'll take my report to some friends of mine oh--oh, and do come by when you have the chance. I'd love to sit down over some tea."

"...if the world ends or not, why, it would be a tragedy not to enjoy it, you know. And oh, it does get heads straight, now and then," he says and then bobbles, floats towards the door.

Abrahil has left.

Vomitdreg quivers. The moment Shivani hits the chair he too is on his feet. Standing on tip-toes the Gobber's beady eyes locking upon the Mul's in absolute insanity, "WHAT IF THEY HEAR US TALKING ABOUT THEIR PLAN?! WHAT IF THEYRE ALREADY BREEDING SLUGS FOR OUR EAR HOLES?! WHAT IF TOMORROW WE WAKE UP EXCEPT ITS NOT REALLY US?! WE'RE JUST SKIN SUITS."

Slowly he looks towards the back of the room, and he whispers coarsely, "What if they send our BRAINS to Althea but our BODIES serve Taara and the SLUGS?!"

He hyperventilates for a moment and then declares, "I need to go purchase salt." Turely the weakness of brain slugs.

He hops out of the chair and waddles quickly for the door.

Preston's explination is reasonable and so Vomitdreg pauses mid-way and assures him, "Just /in case/." Then exits.

Lorik just stares as the planning session devolves quickly into wild speculation about brain slugs. The need for salt. Ravens that are demons. Slugs for ear holes and teleporting Helsteeds.

The shadow elf just stares for a moment, not quite sure /which/ wagon just ran him over as more and more wild theories are given as people rush off to act on them.

Finally he pauses as Vomitdreg tumbles out to get salt. Just in case.

There is a very long pause.

"Preston. In the future. Maybe we should just do /private/ planning sessions. And just /tell/ everyone else later." A long pause. "When we're already on the road." A longer pause. "And have them pointed at something."

Preston gazes over at Lorik and tilts his head. "Mmm. Quite," he murmurs, under his breath. Too polite to say it too loudly, and yet too overwhelmed to say nothing at all. "Perhaps, Lorik, you and I might take some time to form those actionable intelligence gathering strategies in said private meeting very soon, so that we might divvy up the work in a productive fashion among all interested parties."

As Vomitdreg departs Shiv looks on, forlorn. She finally found someone who really understands her everything. "But.. salt doesn't work on brain slugs."

Her raised finger drops.

She sulks.

Then she begins to walk away to the equivalent of Sad-Hulk music, moseying over to the bar to get some ail to drown away all her fears.

A moment later, she returns with a round for those gathered, and pats Lorik on the shoulder. "Do not worry Lorik. Me and Preston will divide it all up. We will do a good thing with it."

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The worst sailors, mercenaries, thugs and dock-workers frequent this place, making it one of the most dangerous bars in the city. Its wooden floors and sturdy furniture are scarred from brawls, and the plaster on the walls is broken away in places from the brick underneath. Tucked against the large, steel diamond-pained windows are a few narrow booths providing a view of the street and all its traffic while letting smoky sunlight stream in and preventing patrons being thrown out through them. Little lamps hang from the cieling beams to provide light when the sun goes down.

At the back is a long bar of pitted, much-polished oak sitting beneath a bay of cuboards. Its here that the owner of the bar can usually be found operating the taps and fiddling with the large copper samovar on one end against the wall when she isn't out serving drinks and basically running the whole bar. There's even a few potted violets behind the bar in the open case where bottles are stored. There's a sign in chalk listing the house specialities, along with whatever will be being served for dinner that night.

The food and drink here is good, despite the clientele's rough and frankly undesirable nature and the smell of pipe tobacco and beer that never seems to come out of the wood; the most popular thing being the curries redolent with spices and the hard ciders, both of which she makes herself in the kitchen. Part of the bar itself, it should be noted, bears the marks of electric damage, with spidery black burn marks radiating out from a charred spot right near the inner edge, where the 'tender stool is located.

Over against one wall is a pot-bellied wood stove, with two much-abused leather chairs facing it. Near to that is a locked door that appears to lead to the owner's apartment above the Ox, while a pair of swinging doors at the end of the bar leads to the kitchen.

There are odd goings on in the Felwood...well...there are always odd goings on in the Felwood to be sure. However these days there is something even more odd going on. In this case its the strange trappers and trainers that were found. The papers and sigils that were found that /someone/ had done research on.

...really just one person.

I mean come on Preston was a wizard, research was kinda what he was there for.

Nerd.

Regardless of who did research and who chased down slugs Lorik had rounded up a group of people from the Guild to discuss and plan the next angle of investigation. And what better place to do that than the Ox!

...really it was pretty much the only tavern he knew but he wasn't going to tell anyone that.

So he rented out a large room, and in the middle of said room is a map of the surroundings of the city. One that he's peering over as he waits for people to arrive and gather round the massive circle of a table he's taken over for this little session.

...there is a little hand made sign at the table. Written is perfect crisp elvish.

'No lizards at the table!!'

"Oh my...! It's been such a time since I'd last been in...oh, I can't wait to see what she's--" The voice floats in alongside its owner, with a cheerful, almost robust sound if not for the age of the gnome.

Who must be getting on in years. He floats more than he walks, rolls more than he steps, and the round little fellow's gold-buckled shoes are more rumor'd than fact.

Right now, that round ball stutters, if a ball could be said to stutter. In truth, it more rolls to a halt and wobbles, as the gnomish gentleman halts and looks around. He reaches up with a trembling hand, a marshmallowy hand lined with age, and presses his rose-tinted spectacles upwards along the gnose.

"--she's, oh. Oh, dear. Why, Myrana! You've gone for the retro look, haven't you? Oh, the Society for the Preservation of Alexandrian History will be so thrilled! And why...the mold along the left rafter is just as I remember it!" he says, and he DOES sound thrilled, this little gnome. Thrilled to pieces. He looks along the rafters, his eyes dancing behind the lenses.

As a not-Lizard, Shivani stands on the table as she talks. And she has been talking. For almost an hour. For those able to keep up, to fully comprehend the ins and outs of her insanity as she thumbs through a book of crudely drawn stick figures and fingerpaintings, all while wearing a pair of glasses with no lenses, she finishes up with a small crescendo of accented Tradespeak.

"...so basically that's it. Once the slug army surrounds all of Felwood, we can make our move against the Big Bad Dude Guy who's at the heart of all of this, and then we beat him uuuuuup, and get him to tell us everythiiiiiiiing, and then he'll give us his stuuuuuuuuffff. Right good. Let me know if this plan seems like the best one."

Then Shiv jumps down, snapping her book closed and tearing off her glasses.

Her logic is undeniable. Because nothing she said was logical.

Already in the room, leaning back in a chair and feet resting on the table is Vasanna. In clear defiance of the handmade sign on the table, a large Swiftclaw is 'seated' next to her. He has nested somewhat on the floor, his large reptilian head resting right next to Vasanna's hands. Idly, she'll reach out to scratch at his head every now and again as she waits. She hasn't bothered to mess with or move the sign.

Vasanna runs a fingernail underneath another nail and then looks back up to Lorik. "So, who all are we expecting?" The small gnome enters almost before she's finished speaking. Shivani's form entering next is also watched. "...slug army?" she mouths at Lorik in confusion and perhaps just a little bit of curiousity.

Garak approaches the table, giving a requisite stern look at everyone present before saying grudingly, "It is good to address these problems early, and in an organized way." He looks from Lorik to the others who have spoken. "Not with an army, because armies often don't do well in the Felwood..."

Preston Bayweather is a //proud// nerd, thank you.

And his research extended far beyond his presence on the expedition, as it happens.

The young wizard arrives with a stack of books so tall that it nearly obscures his vision, ending, as it does, just under his nose. He is dressed, as ever, in clothes that look too fancy for the ox. A rich navy blue coat flared out at the knees, of extremely fine fabric, its collar embroidered with birds-of-prey in flight, as is the hem, as are the sleeves, picked out in gold. Black boots. Navy trousers and vest. And a crisp wine-colored shirt. He has a satchel that's cheaper than all of it, all but bursting with more materials.

He also has a snake on his head. An orange and white snake with six heads. It looks very comfy. It could be an odd sort of hat that totally clashes until it moves.

"Bartholomew, honestly, if you could //kindly// stop chewing on my hair," mutters the young man, from behind the books.

"Oh, oh! And the smell! Oh, it's JUST as I remember it! A hint of...oh, why. Oh, it would be immodest to say, wouldn't it?" comments the gnome cheerfully, as he looks towards the faters. He looks so delighted, does Abrahil, delighted indeed.

"...oh, oh my! Well...just that hint of mystery meat, you know..." he says, and the words fade off in wonder. He reaches down and taps his side (his shoes??!) with a wand, and sparkles merge and spin 'round the floor. They lift him slowly, wobbingly, from the floor as he rises for a better look.

...and pauses, a bright look towards Shivani that turns into the warmest smile. Delighted, even, as he moves to clasp his hands together--though the gesture is more symbolic, given the warmth of his figure. "Oh! Oh, my! Why, it's such a delight to meet you! Are you here with the Society for the Preservation of Alexandrian History? Oh, please say it's so! I just LOVE what you've done with the place, and slugs--did I hear slugs? Would be a delightful touch of history about the Ox Strength!" Then, another wizard arrives, and the elderly fellow waggles his fingers at him, "Helloooo! It's so good to see another of the Society, here! You are, aren't you?" He looks hopeful!

Already in the tavern, Shara looks up at the lack of logic Shivani just presented. "Felwood has a very distinct and effective means of dealing with armies. Namely, driving them insane." She then begins to practice on her lute as everyone begins to talk.....

"Well," Lorik says slowly as he looks towards his sister. He idly taps the sign. Adjusting it to point right at her. They are siblings. This is a thing. "Shivani is here...and...oh that is Preston over there with his snake. I told you it has six heads." He adds towards the slightly younger shadow elf. "I think Desdemona is coming, and I left the note at the Guild open for anyone that wanted..."

Shivani's plan is heard, and Garak's comment about it. Then Vasa's question and he shakes his head slightly. "Slug army. She found one. I'm pretty sure one was touched by the divine." The way he says it though. He might actually /mean/ it.

Yeah. Isn't that terrifing.

He /would/ say more, but suddenly there is a round ball of a gnome that...is...floating over? Literally floating.

Lorik blinks once. Then a second time.

"Er..." A point at Preston. "...I think he is?"

A longer pause. "And I don't think we've quite reached the logistics of deploying a whole slug army to ring the Felwood yet, Shivani..."

"I had not yet joined the Society for the Preservation of Alexandrian History," Preston says, as he sets down all his things. He offers a hand to Abrahil, and says, "Preston Bayweather, at your service. I'm afraid I'm quite new in town, simply getting to know everyone. I've joined the Society for Progressive Arcanists, but would love to have the opportunity to speak to you about the historical society as well, in perhaps a different venue and a different time."

But then, Lorik. "You think I am what, my good man? I do have quite a bit of information to share, yes, if that is what you are answering...if it's something else, I can perhaps confirm or deny that as well."

An easy-going smile. The divestment of the books reveals he has ink smeared across his cheek, all out of keeping with the nice clothes.

There is a long blank stare at the little wizard, who can COMMAND SPARKLES HOLY SHUZ. Then, that gaze is upon her, and the wizard is addressing Shivani, who clutches her book to her chest with a 'please don't zap me' kind of look.

"Uh... UHHH. Whut? Society? Whut?!"

Shiv looks to Lorik. Then to Vas, then around, as various comments to her plan come to bear. But the Wizard keeps her attention. Finally, she sits down next to Preston.

"Yus that is why I'm here, to presorve every history with my friend Preston. Yup. Just don't turn me into a frog or something terrible, you know? That's some messed up shuz."

Garak tries to follow the conversation. "Perhaps it would be better to think of it as a raid. If you know something in a specific part of the Felwood, better to make plans to focus there. Trying to cleanse the entire wood, well, I doubt all the slugs in the world would be enough..."

"Oh, what a delight it is to meet you! And oh, why, I think you'd make the perfect candidate. Intelligent you know, why, I can see it in your eyes there!" the elderly fellow says. He practically beams for a moment, before turning towards Shivani. "Oh, oh! Oh, no! Why, I haven't transformed someone by accident in years, you know. Decades! I wouldn't do THAT! How terrible! What I would like to do though--" he says, and here Abrahil leans in.

...as though there's a secret to share. As though he and Shivani were two, gossiping gals over tea, and in fact, reaches out briefly as though he'd press his aged fingers briefly to the back of her wrist. He doesn't, but oh, the motion is there, the suggestion of it. "Oh, I should like to help you all! And the Society!" he adds, resolute. "Why, you used to find them in all the dishes--"

"--well, not /all/," the gnome offers more modestly, "--just some, mind. Oh, why, used to be, it was like getting a little present sometimes. You never knew whether you'd get the slugs or the snails. Chew or crunch, I suppose! Why, the warriors, big strong, strapping lads that they were--and some women too, mind--used to gamble on it! Such sport to see!"

"It's was such a delight, though, such a delight--IS a delight--" he corrects himself, "And--oh! Oh! Where ARE my manners? Why, I'm Abrahil Fizzletorque Brindlegear, and quite delighted to meet all of you, and restore this historic treasure!" the elderly fellow replies.

At some point, a hand curls over Preston's arm, as if Shivani might try to crawl up on top of the young wizard's head to get some distance away from the gnome.

But the assurance of how careful he is about transmuting people, and, you know, his speaking of slugs, well.

It turns everything right around. In mere moments she goes from terror to elated, her eyes wide, her smile even wider, bobbing her head most enthusiastically.

"OH YUS! Most people in this place don't eat slugs at all! Hullo Fizzlerump Abrahlgear! Or.. I am sorry. Abrahgear? It is loud in here with all of the talking and music people are playing, but I will call you Abrahfantastic since you seem most amazing with your ''floating'' and good ''taste in food'', and you know, we can basically be best friends now. OH I am Shivani but people like you who are my new friends can just call me Shiv. Or sometimes, my family calls me Shuzhead."

She smile-nods at this. "They mean it as a compliment I am sure."

Shara simply smiles a bit at Abrahil. "Greetings Abrahil. I'm surprised you came away from the theaters to here." She then chuckles a bit. "I'm Shara of House Arcanum. It's a pleasure to meet you, Abrahil." She then looks to the rest and tilts her head.

There is a floating gnome on the table and Lorik just blinks as Shiv goes from nearly perching on Preston's head with his poor snake to best friends with him. "I...its a pleasure to meet you, Abrahil?" He says slowly, eyes just slightly wide as he watches the various antics around the room. "I...think Preston..." Here Lorik cuts a gaze towards the wizard. "I thought you a member of the Historical society! But...my mistake...and yes having information."

Yes that is why they were there!

"But you were going to share some information I think, right Preston?" A blink again this time towards Garrak. "And...we aren't trying to /cleanse/ the Felwood. Just...trying to figure out who is kidnapping animals from there!"

"Oh! Oh! Why, I'm sure they did, m'dear. I'm sure they did," Abrahil replies with a pat-pat upon the wrist. He smiles up at Shivani as an elderly gnome might, his cheeks pink and plump, and crow's lines around his gnose and eyes.

He looks to Shara and Lorik, "Why, such a delight! It's so good to meet you both! You must come by sometime. You must! Oh, after this business is over, I am sure! I...oh! Oh, and there I go again, I'm afraid. Why, I'd talk all day if...oh!"

He turns his attention to Preston, expectant, bright-eyed, and hopeful.

Desdemona is running late. She heard rumors of a crew of 'Legitimate Airship Merchants' in the city and she wanted to introduce herself. Needless to say, she wasn't impressed so she's still stuck on land for the forseeable future. So she comes sauntering into the rented room later than the others and smirks. "Yes, I have arrived, the real planning can begin."

She's dressed in her long leather coat, tall boots and has managed to either repair or buy a new shirt after the last battle as it is clean of blood and tears. There is a satchel over her shoulder that looks heavily weighed down, which Shiv would recognize as a Sloog sling. Either way she moves over to the table and ruffles Preston's hair before she settles down and pays attention.

Vomitdreg has arrived.

Preston pat pats poor Shiv's arm in what he hopes is a comforting fashion. "Do not worry, if you are accidentally polymorphed you can most assuredly be restored. And it is, as the good gnome says, most unlikely in any event."

But now everyone's looking at him. The last time this happened at The Ox he got tomatoes thrown at him. It's little wonder that he colors a bit under all the scrutiny. But these are friends, and friends of friends, so he claps his hands together. "Right then. First and foremost, for those of you who do not know our foe calls himself the Master of Helsteeds, and he seems to be working the trogs up and perhaps other underdark races into a fine froth, raising them into an army of sorts. He also seems to be trying to field a calvalry made of twisted creatures who either set aflame or breathe fire, or lightning, or all sorts of other things. If you all did know, I am terribly sorry."

Because they all could. He got distracted with socializing, and forgot who might know what.

"Let's start with the most relevant information first. He almost certainly is either a powerful master of transfiguration magic or has one in his employ. The Felwood, font of strange demonic and corrupting energies as it is, seems to be very helpful to his endeavours. Not only does it make his vile transfigurations easier, it also provides him with a source of corrupted animals he can simply steal. I researched the most likely rituals. The components he'd need are common to the Felwood, and also the Desolation. I suspect he is going to have to keep his primary operation somewhere in yonder wood for best effect, though he might have a fallback position in the Desolation. That is a fine advantage, though, as there are few other places he can go without abandoning these plans. Which he seems very attached to, having worked them into his title, and personal sigil."

*FROOOSH*

The mana-toilet flushes. The door to the bathroom opens to permit a hideous little Gobber back into the Inn. Given the level of exposition its unlikely that his emergence would be noted but nevertheless he arrives. Vomitdreg's greenish pear-shaped form waddling back and forth as he wanders towards his seat.

A high chair. Not for babies. It just has really long legs and rungs between them so he can clambor back to his place at the table.

His first action upon sitting is to take a swig of his drink. The second is to listen, and learn.

Garak raises his eyebrows. "Cavalry of twisted creatures," he says, with what might be professional interest. Then he thinks about the other revelations. "Travel between the Felwood and the Desolation would be likely draw attention, even with - or especially with - such steeds." He gestures at those around the table. "Alexandros with all of her adventuring folk and wardens of the green, could prevent such an escape route..."

As each word goes by, as each TALE OF DASTARDLY DEEDS, the little gnome's mouth gets rounder and rounder. Shaped like a bow, it is. ANd, occasionally, does he murmur, "Oh dear!" and "Oh my!"

"That's terrible!" Abrahil bursts out then, and looks to them all. He clasps his hands into marshmallowy fists!

"It is indeed terrible!" Lorik agrees with an exclimation. "I didn't know this was all so...well planned...but you're right..." This with a nod towards Garak. "...how could he have moved things like that from here to the Desolation?" A pause. "Underground? Is that why he courted the trogs?" He seems to be thinking outloud...

...at least he was. Until the appearance of a /gobbo/ in a /high chair/ just tentirely derailed his train of thought.

There's a long moment of consideration as Shiv gives a big wave to Des and Sloog and then looks to the Gobbo that's now on the chair. She can really only smile so big. "HULLO!"

This, to the Gobbo. Soon she's pondering on the matter at hand, and then snaps her fingers. "HEY YOU GUYS! What if they are using magics to make everything fly? Or invisible? Or just like, you know, very little and tiny. WHAT IF THE ANIMALS CAN TELEPORT."

All horrible possibilities, brought rocketing to the forefront. Shivani is clearly here to boost morale.

"That's terrible!" Abrahil says again. The elderly fellow looks aghast. The color's quite drained behind his rose-tinted lenses. He floats there, he bobs there, with the occasional wibble and wobble.

He gulps. "Oh, oh dear...why! I...I...oh! Don't give them ideas!" he half-whispers to Shivani, as though concerned this terrible mage might overhear. His hands tremble. "Do you think he's involved with--with /him/?" he asks. "You know that terrible man, the one with the demons?" Asumit!

Preston hitches a shoulder to the speculation. "Underground movement would be //my// guess," he says.

He clears his throat. "The rest is just speculative. Our enemy is well educated, fluent in Draconic. I have begun narrowing down possibilities vis a vis his identity." He smiles at Des, he had caught that hair ruffle, but he's got a full head of intel-giving steam now and doesn't pause in the briefing.

This comes far more naturally to him than storytelling.

"I admit I'm not sure where to proceed from him. I found several local noble houses using the rearing horse as a sigil, any one of their sigils could have been bastardized to create his. I also tracked missing wizards from the Society of Progressive Arcanists. Two have gone missing recently, both on expeditions. The first was an older man, master of the Craft, eccentric. I suspect he simply died. I think a far more likely candidate comes in the form of a young overachiever who went out to prove his worth to the world and never came back. Hang on, I jotted down his name..."

He trails off as Abrahil brings up the terrible man, and swiftly comes to Asumit.

"Now that you mention it," he says, looking directly at the gnome, "While observing the wood I did come across imps posing as ravens, who attempted to entice me into a pact. I was put in mind of Asumit myself, though the two could be utterly unrelated."

Shara says, "he's a bit of a jerk, isn't he?" She says softly as she sets a mead next to Abrahil. "DOn't get too worked up, old friend. I think this is mainly an exchange of information." She then ponders. "There have been others that have worked against the pact binders agents before. You just have to find them....""

At her greeting, Vomitdreg gives Shivani a smile of jagged yellow teeth. Malicious little things although the grin that surrounds them is not unfriendly.

'WHAT IF'

Beady red eyes widen into perfect doe-like circles. He leaps to his seat, "What if," he replies in a high-pitched nasally tone like a bumble bee fighting off a cold, "they are setting up ley-stones beneath the city?! And, once the animals are trained they.." three fingered hands move with excitement, "ride them into portals. So that they open up in the market and so one day it's just a normal day and then suddenly warp-gates split reality and suddenly Helsteeds are charging through the crowd. Trampling the ladies who walk in the mornings. The cannons and airships suddenly rendered ineffective because they are RIGHT HERE. So it's up to the city guard.."

"but the city guard isn't up to it and all the adventurers are out looking for treasure."

The gobber looks from side to side, suddenly nervous, "how many calvary would it take to capture the city if all the calvary were inside the walls? /What If/ it were exactly as many as they'll have in three wekes?!" Pause. Hesitation. Grabs drink. Sits down.

Mumbling, "What if I booked an airship out of here in two?!"

"That's also terrible!" Abrahil says with a look towards the gobber. The elderly fellow looks horrified at all of this, all of--and oh! Oh!

"Oh, my dear! I shan't! I shan't! It's just all so terrible, you know and oh, we've known eachother since were in nappies. Why, I remember our nanny, you know... So...so terrible," the elderly fellow adds in a whisper.

"Why! Oh...you said oh, some of the Society has gone missing? Why, Gelfure must be furious..." Abrahil adds then, with a look towards Preston. He presses his fingers to his hips, and swallows. "Oh dear...oh. We must solve this, and soon, or Gelfure will soon have the entire city in hats!"

Watching with the utmost awe, a sugar-stick falls from Shivani's mouth as Vomitdreg lays out the most plausible scenario she's ever heard. BOOM! She's up on a regular chair, right next to Vomit's, staring at him with eyes that could consume the moon, wide and full of fervor.

"What if like, when they get here, they tell everyone they have to wear the color pink, or else they'll be executed! And like all of our animal friends here turn into demon-animals, and then they begin to sing! And WHAT IF then, all the slugs of the slug army turn on us, and form together into a great big slug, but it's just a cocoon for this great big myth creature thing I heard about when I was a kid. AND WHAT IF THAT COCOON HATCHES GUYS. WHAT IF IT IS A TARASQUEEE WITH BIG BUTTERFLY WINGS!!!"

Somewhere in the back, a half drunk man opines. 'Ya;ll motherfookers need Althea'.

This only makes Shivani's left eye twitch, feeding Vomitdreg possibility after possibility. "LORIK I THINK WE FIGURED IT OUT. THIS GOBBO HAS TRUESIGHT HOLD ON."

Preston Bayweather finally finds it. "Lukmaril. That was his name."

But wild fears and theories abound.

He straightens, raising his hand. He is young, but noble-trained, and it shows in how he carries himself. "If I may," he says. "We cannot act on speculation. Nor fears. Nor suspicions. Let us take these theories and develop from them some avenues of further actionable inquiry. We have only begun to see the traces our enemy leaves behind. Let us dig deeper, and //then// come to a conclusion and a plan. With some urgency, yes, for nobody wants to see flame-breathing horses on our streets, but in a methodical and useful fashion all the same. We must not panic, my friends, we must simply act."

"Oh, it is terrible, but--you are right! You are right!" Again and again, he keeps returning to that phrase. Abrahil shivers and then, then draws himself up!

As best he might. As best as a sphere might, anyhow!

"Well. Well! We shall do something about it! We shall! I'll take my report to some friends of mine oh--oh, and do come by when you have the chance. I'd love to sit down over some tea."

"...if the world ends or not, why, it would be a tragedy not to enjoy it, you know. And oh, it does get heads straight, now and then," he says and then bobbles, floats towards the door.

Abrahil has left.

Vomitdreg quivers. The moment Shivani hits the chair he too is on his feet. Standing on tip-toes the Gobber's beady eyes locking upon the Mul's in absolute insanity, "WHAT IF THEY HEAR US TALKING ABOUT THEIR PLAN?! WHAT IF THEYRE ALREADY BREEDING SLUGS FOR OUR EAR HOLES?! WHAT IF TOMORROW WE WAKE UP EXCEPT ITS NOT REALLY US?! WE'RE JUST SKIN SUITS."

Slowly he looks towards the back of the room, and he whispers coarsely, "What if they send our BRAINS to Althea but our BODIES serve Taara and the SLUGS?!"

He hyperventilates for a moment and then declares, "I need to go purchase salt." Turely the weakness of brain slugs.

He hops out of the chair and waddles quickly for the door.

Preston's explination is reasonable and so Vomitdreg pauses mid-way and assures him, "Just /in case/." Then exits.

Lorik just stares as the planning session devolves quickly into wild speculation about brain slugs. The need for salt. Ravens that are demons. Slugs for ear holes and teleporting Helsteeds.

The shadow elf just stares for a moment, not quite sure /which/ wagon just ran him over as more and more wild theories are given as people rush off to act on them.

Finally he pauses as Vomitdreg tumbles out to get salt. Just in case.

There is a very long pause.

"Preston. In the future. Maybe we should just do /private/ planning sessions. And just /tell/ everyone else later." A long pause. "When we're already on the road." A longer pause. "And have them pointed at something."

Preston gazes over at Lorik and tilts his head. "Mmm. Quite," he murmurs, under his breath. Too polite to say it too loudly, and yet too overwhelmed to say nothing at all. "Perhaps, Lorik, you and I might take some time to form those actionable intelligence gathering strategies in said private meeting very soon, so that we might divvy up the work in a productive fashion among all interested parties."

As Vomitdreg departs Shiv looks on, forlorn. She finally found someone who really understands her everything. "But.. salt doesn't work on brain slugs."

Her raised finger drops.

She sulks.

Then she begins to walk away to the equivalent of Sad-Hulk music, moseying over to the bar to get some ail to drown away all her fears.

A moment later, she returns with a round for those gathered, and pats Lorik on the shoulder. "Do not worry Lorik. Me and Preston will divide it all up. We will do a good thing with it."

[[Category:Logs|Plans Against...Brain Slugs?]]

Recent Logs

2018-05-10T04:13:30Z

Lorik:

{{AboutLogs}}

==2014 Logs==

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|Date
|Log
|People
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|December 3, 2014
|[[PrP: Sinkhole Part 2a]]
|[[Kidda]],[[Thanix]],[[Kroth]],[[Yngvild]]
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|December 5, 2014
|[[Commitee]]
|[[Kiroth]], [[Meihui]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|December 6, 2014
|[[MEETUP: Snowball Fight!]]
|[[Aldean]], [[Godwyn]], [[Ionus]], [[Kidda]], [[Meihui]], <br />[[Silmeria]], [[Jibbom]], [[Lorien]], [[Benthus]], [[Arixillo]],<br /> [[Vroole]], [[Abrahil]], [[Munch]], [[Mikilos]], [[Zalara]], [[Stirling]], [[Talazia]]
|-
|December 9, 2014
|[[PrP: Decoy (part 2)]]
|[[Jessamy]], [[Jahnavi]]
|-
|December 11,2014
|[[Snow Play]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Rhar]], [[Autumn]], [[Aldean]], [[Amithil]]
|-
|December 12, 2014
|[[PrP: Pickety Pickety]]
|[[Nuanna]], [[Jal]], [[Amithil]], [[Vroole]], [[Thanix]]
|-
|December 13, 2014
|[[PrP: Milk Run]]
|
|-
|December 13, 2014
|[[PrP: Ambush]]
|[[Schneider]], [[Lothos]], [[Aldean]], [[Kiroth]]
|-
|December 14, 2014
|[[PrP: Trade Route]]
|[[Jahnavi]], [[Alba]], [[Amithil]], [[Jal]], [[Aevarr]], [[Tiasa]]
|-
|December 14, 2014
|[[Poetic Souls]]
|[[Tiasa]], [[Alba]], [[Raethon]], [[Stirling]], [[Bahken]]
|-
|December 16, 2014
|[[PrP: Pookems and Snookems]]
|[[Belladona]], [[Kroth]], [[Amithil]]
|-
|December 20, 2014
|[[PrP: Supplies!]]
|[[Aurala]], [[Benthus]], [[Oates]], [[Rhar]], [[Tatyannah]], and [[Zalara]]. Run by [[Ssylrath]].
|-
|December, 2014
|[[A Series of Sad Bars]]
|[[Talazia]], [[Svarshan]], [[Aldean]], [[Godwyn]]
|-
|December 22, 2014
|[[Bandit Trouble]]
|[[Azariah]], [[Brianna]], [[Kroth]], [[Vroole]], [[Yngvild]]
|-
|December 22, 2014
|[[PrP: Finding Rachel]]
|[[Eligar]], [[Aevarr]]
|-
|December 24, 2014
|[[PrP: Think of the Children!]]
|[[Jessamy]], [[Raethon]], [[Takiyah]], [[Tiasa]], and [[Vroole]], run by [[Ssylrath]]
|-
|December 25, 2014
|[[PrP: Dying Paladin]]
|[[Sophia]], [[Munch]], [[Lothos]]
|-
|December 26, 2014
|[[PrP: It's Always Bugs]]
|[[Benthus]], [[Corra]], and [[Kravar]], run by [[Ssylrath]]
|-
|December 29, 2014
|[[PrP: Rescue the Orphans 2]]
|[[Corra]], [[Godwyn]], [[Aldean]]
|-
|December 31, 2014
|[[PrP: Unwanted Residents]]
|[[Yrqeem]], [[Uraug]], [[Tiasa]],[[Kroth]]
|-
|}

'''[[Archived_Logs|More...]]'''

==2015 Logs==
===January===

{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
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| January 2, 2015
|[[PrP: Breeding Grounds]]
|[[Silmeria]], [[Kroth]], [[Thanix]], [[Taro]]
|-
|January 4, 2015
|[[PrP: Guardians at the Gate]]
|[[Laefwyn]], [[Alakton]], [[Renfrey]], [[Pips]], [[Taro]], [[Rhar]]
|-
|January 6, 2015
|[[PrP: Scouts or just Wolves]]
|[[Alba]],[[Dain]],[[Belladona]]
|-
|January 7, 2015
|[[PrP: Do you wanna chomp a snowman?]]
|[[Aevarr]],[[Kroth]],[[Smythly]]
|-
|January 8, 2015
|[[PrP: Barney the Bear]]
|[[Kroth]], [[Terewin]], [[Blackjack]], [[Arkun]]
|-
|January 8, 2015
|[[PrP: Breeding Grounds 2]]
|[[Silmeria]], [[Pips]], [[Charis]], [[Taro]]
|-
|January 8, 2015
|[[Pubbing]]
|[[Vroole]], [[Oliver]], [[Cesran]], [[Mikilos]], [[Stjepan]]
|-
|January 9, 2015
|[[PrP:The_Cairn]]
|[[Terewin]], [[Faiza]], [[Blackjack]], [[Pips]], [[Belladona]]
|-
|January 11, 2015
|[[PrP: Missing Husband]]
|[[Bahken]], [[Flicker]]
|-
|January 11, 2015
|[[Theater Front]]
|[[Aldean]], [[Flicker]], [[Basil]], [[Mikilos]], [[Benthus]]
|-
|January 10, 2015
|[[PrP:_Goblins%3F_Bandits%3F_Stolen_babies!|PrP: Goblins and Stolen Babies]]
|Silmeria, Dain, Charis, Barsool-um
|-
|January 12, 2015
|[[Market Crash]]
|[[Tiasa]], [[Te'Andra]], [[Solace]], [[Selia]], [[Ivy]], [[Cesran]], [[Basil]], [[Flicker]], [[Audax]]
|-
|January 16, 2015
|[[PrP: Haunted Playhouse]]
|[[Belladona]], [[Yngvild]], [[Flicker]], [[Faiza]]
|-
|January 17, 2015
|[[PrP:Walk in the Woods]]
|[[Silmeria]], [[Kroth]], [[Dain]], [[Morasha]]
|-
|January 17th, 2015
|[[PrP: Doge Day Afternoon]]
|[[Faiza]], [[Terewin]], [[Rayne]], [[Bahken]], [[Tiasa]]
|-
|January 18, 2015
|[[PrP: Danger Close]]
|[[Zalara]], [[Rhar]], [[Lothos]], [[Margaret]]
|-
|January 18, 2015
|[[PrP: Lost Tower]]
|[[Zalara]], [[Rhar]], [[Renfrey]], [[Valadhiel]]
|-
|January 20, 2015
|[[PrP: A Beautiful Mine]]
|[[Kroth]], [[Silmeria]], [[Yngvild]], [[Jahnavi]], [[Morasha]], [[Daromu]]
|-
|January 21, 2015
|[[Meetup: Angoron Party!]]
|[[Yngvild]], [[Jibbom]], [[Morasha]], [[Munch]], [[Kroth]], [[Bahken]],<br /> [[Hrist]], [[Nicolai]], [[Boshter]], [[Halani]], [[Stjepan]], [[Rayne]]
|-
|January 22, 2015
|[[PrP: An Apprentice Problem]]
|[[Kiroth]], [[Lothos]], [[Rhar]], [[Margaret]]
|-
|January 25, 2015
|[[PrP: Hunter and Prey]]
|[[Lily]], [[Latenat]]
|-
|January 26, 2015
|[[A Suddenly Bad Day]]
|[[Elessa]], [[Tatyannah]], [[Lily]], [[Benthus]]
|-
|January 26, 2015
|[[Mountain Rest]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Jahnavi]]
|-
|January 27, 2015
|[[Recruitment Efforts]]
|[[Elessa]], [[Kerbasy]], [[Aldean]], [[Silmeria]], [[Cesran]]
|-
|January 30, 2015
|[[PrP: The Diary]]
|[[Charis]], [[Aevarr]], [[Stjepan]], [[Yngvild]], [[Gareth]], [[Oliver]], [[Faiza]], [[Belladona]]
|-
|January 30, 2015
|[[PrP: Portal Trouble]]
|[[Bahken]], [[Duncan]], [[Lothos]], [[Lyrana]], and [[Zarr]]. Run by [[Ssylrath]]
|-
|January 22, 2015
|[[PrP: Yippee Ki Yay]]
|[[Kroth]], [[Bennet]], [[Mara]], [[Belladona]]
|-
|January 31, 2015
|[[PrP: Clearing the Cache]]
|[[Aldean]], [[Renfrey]], [[Kiroth]], [[Margaret]]
|-
|January 31, 2015
|[[PRP: Monkey Business]]
|[[Aldean]], [[Lothos]], [[Godwyn]], [[Corra]], [[Abrahil]], [[Rhar]]
|-
|}

'''[[Archived_Logs|More...]]'''

==2016 Logs==
===January===

{{TableMain}}
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|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|January 1, 2016
|[[PrP: Sticky Situation]]
|[[Haggerty]], [[Raethon]], [[Chach]], [[MAC-B1G]], [[Sigrid]], [[Eirene]]
|-
|January 2, 2016
|[[PrP: Murderous Cannibal]]
|[[Haggerty]], [[Sigrid]], [[Kailin]], [[Malkael]]
|-
|January 5, 2016
|[[Docks Talk]]
|[[Munch]], [[Kailin]]
|-
|January 7, 2016
|[[PrP: Borders II: Raiders of the Lost Cart]]
|[[Haggerty]], [[Kailin]], [[Kaj]], [[Krom]]
|-
|January 10, 2016
|[[PrP: The Lost Boy]]
|[[Garak]], [[Munch]], [[Verna]], [[Tiasa]]
|-
|January 11, 2016
|[[PrP: Village of Glenspiel]]
|[[Haggerty]], [[Kailin]], [[Sigrid]]
|-
|January 11, 2016
|[[Woods Wizards]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Fayde]]
|-
|January 12, 2016
|[[Snipe hunt]]
|[[Munch]], [[Uneth]], [[Iadoth]]
|-
|January 13, 2016
|[[Before the Society]]
|[[Verna]], [[Solace]], [[Kailin]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|January 14, 2016
|[[PrP: Bandit Tree]]
|[[Veloria]], [[Sigrid]]
|-
|January 22, 2016
|[[PrP: Mining Job]]
|[[Kailin]], [[Sasha]], [[Drok'thar]]
|-
|January 22, 2016
|[[Meetup: Courtroom Blues: Prelude]]
|[[Kailin]], [[Stirling]], [[Veloria]]
|-
|January 23, 2016
|[[Meetup: Bardic Concert]]
|[[Kailin]], [[Stirling]], [[Aldean]], [[Jibbom]], [[Silmeria]], [[Arisha]], [[Stjepan]], [[Abrahil]], [[Serene]], [[Svarshan]], [[Verna]], [[Miruan]]
|-
|January 24, 2016
|[[PrP: Cult Leader]]
|[[Tiasa]], [[Garak]], [[Verna]], [[Alba]], and [[Nadara ]]
|-
|January 28, 2016
|[[PrP: Buried Demons]]
|[[Kailin]], [[Vasya]], [[Sully]], [[Thanix]]
|-
|January 29, 2016
|[[PrP: Demons in the Manor]]
|[[Halena]], [[Vasya]], [[Kailin]], [[Ezriya]]
|-
|January 31, 2016
|[[Blades of Hell]]
|[[Kailin]], [[Kalkorth]], [[Vasya]], [[Veloria]], [[Kevan]]
|-
|February 2, 2016
|[[A Ladle Help, Please]]
|[[Arisha]], [[Veloria]]
|-
|January 29, 2016
|[[Meetup: Fancy Party]]
|[[Vati]] [[Kailin]], [[Myrana]], [[Abrahil]], [[Jacob]], [[Charlotte]], [[Jibbom]], [[Rhar]], [[Mikilos]], [[Cesran]]
|}

'''[[Archived_Logs|More...]]'''

==2017 Logs==
===January===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|January 2, 2017
|[[PrP: Winter Raids]]
|[[Selerik]], [[Blauensturm]], [[Astaren]], [[Zenia]], [[Malorn]], [[Josselyn]], [[Albain]]
|-
|
|[[PrP: Troll Hunt]]
|DM: [[Elisabeth du Leoncorte|Elisabeth]], Players: [[Nasrin]], [[Sadia]], [[Hun'rar]], [[Ilmig]], [[Khera]]
|-
|January 3, 2017
|[[Scene: Penance Before Althea]]
|[[An'thirya]], [[Raethon]]
|-
|
|MEETUP: [[Hayatiento Aerie Opening]]
|Lots
|-
|January 4, 2017
|[[Scene: To Petition Eluna]]
|[[An'thirya]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|January 5, 2017
|[[Redeye Flight]]
|[[An'thirya]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|
|[[Scene: Bound to the Moon]]
|[[An'thirya]], [[Astaren]], [[Aya]], [[Dubtle]]
|-
|January 6, 2017
|[[Selerik Intros Elian to the City's Malaise]]
|[[Selerik]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|January 7, 2017
|[[A New Year Blitz]]
|[[Ollithial]], [[Sparrow]], [[Azarval]], [[Krom]]
|-
|January 9, 2017
|[[Elian Intros Pendaril to Selerik]]
|[[Selerik]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|January 9, 2017
|[[Crimson Justice!]]
|[[Astaren]], [[Aznara]], [[Cesran]], [[Mikilos]], [[Miriai]], [[Myrana]], [[Sandy]], [[Selerik]], [[Silmeria]], [[Tarragon]]
|-
|January 11, 2017
|[[About the Door Trials]]
|[[Aya]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|January 12, 2017
|[[Big Dreams and a Little Dragon]]
|[[Astaren]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|January 13, 2017
|[[Tracks to the Junkyard]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Selerik]], [[Azog]], [[Aya]], [[Pelka]]
|-
|January 16, 2017
|[[Interview: Mistress of Weasels]]
|[[Astaren]], [[Roselle]], [[Aya]]
|-
|January 18, 2017
|[[Mysterious Box Recovered]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Aya]]
|-
|January 19, 2017
|[[Checking Out the Wreck]]
|[[Munch]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|January 23, 2017
|[[Lodestones, Trails, and Spells]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Selerik]]
|-
|January 24, 2017
|[[Horse Sense]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Soren]], [[Aya]], [[Masamya]]
|-
|January 25, 2017
|[[Huldith]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Munch]]
|-
|January 26, 2017
|[[Drunken Blindfolded Target Practice]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Mayahuel]], [[Bjoric]]
|-
|January 26, 2017
|[[A Fault in the Plan]]
|[[Aya]], [[Bjoric]], [[Elisabeth du Leoncorte|Elisabeth]], [[Selerik]], [[Stjepan]], [[Fazhad]]
|-
|January 27, 2017
|[[A Conspiracy Discovered]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Fazahd]]
|-
|January 31, 2017
|PrP: [[Lady Jaquetta]]
|[[Munch]], [[Aya]]
|-
|}

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==2018 Logs==
===January===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|January 7, 2018
|[[Demons What P 10]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|January 8, 2018
|[[Oasis 9: Jewel in the Desert]]
|Beagleplot
|-
|
|[[Smaller Details pt 1]]
|[[Lucy]], [[Baz]], [[Tirrynelth]], [[Besra]], [[Granit]]
|-
|January 13, 2018
|[[Temple Bread]]
|[[Kerbasi]], [[Serraphine]], [[Azog]], [[Baz]], [[Arynel]]
|-
|
|[[Mictlan Celebration]]
|Kisaplot
|-
|January 14, 2018
|[[Demons What P 11]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|January 15, 2018
|[[Crypts and Things]]
|Beagleplot
|-
|
|[[Baz Has a Cow]]
|[[Baz]], [[Duncan]], [[Sylvi]], [[Aerilaya]], [[Kaelyn]], [[Ga'Elian]], [[An Oruch]]
|-
|
|[[Smaller Details pt 2]]
|[[Lucy]], [[Baz]], [[Tirrynelth]], [[Aerilaya]]
|-
|January 17, 2018
|[[Crypt Analysis]]
|[[Heinrich]], [[Gregor]]
|-
|January 19, 2018
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest]]
|[[Garak]], [[Raethon]], [[Hun'rar]], [[Atleti]], [[Corra]]
|-
|January 20, 2018
|[[Caravan Woes]]
|Kisaplot
|-
|
|[[Golden Cookie Bakery]]
|Astplot
|-
|January 21, 2018
|[[Demons What P 12]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|January 22, 2018
|[[Smaller Details pt 3]]
|[[Lucy]], [[Baz]], [[Tirrynelth]], [[Aerilaya]], [[Athrian]], [[Kore]]
|-
|January 24, 2018
|[[What Dreams Ae Made Of Part 3]]
|[[Aya]], [[Alba]], [[Astaren]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Hun'rar]], [[Sasha]]
|-
|January 26, 2018
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest CTD]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|January 27, 2018
|[[Inmost Sea-capades]]
|Boliplox
|-
|
|[[Team Building]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Selia]]
|-
|
|[[Tribal Strife, Part 1]]
|Boliplox
|-
|January 28, 2018
|[[Demons What P 13]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|January 29, 2018
|[[Smaller Details pt 4]]
|[[Lucy]], [[Baz]], [[Tirrynelth]], [[Aerilaya]], [[Kore]], [[Besra]]
|-
|January 31, 2018
|[[Legwork: What Dreams Ae Made Of Part 4]]
|Whirlplot
|}

===February===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|February 2, 2018
|[[Charn Embassy Part 1]]
|Boliplox
|-
|
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest CTD Part 2]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|
|[[Golden Cookie Party]]
|Astaplot
|-
|February 4, 2018
|[[Shade]]
|[[Svarshan]], er... [[Kerbasi]], [[Durrankar]], [[Astaren]], [[Stirling]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Kravar]]
|-
|February 7, 2018
|[[Legwork: What Dreams Ae Made Of Part 5]]
|[[Alba]], [[Astaren]]. [[Kisaiya]], [[Hun'rar]], [[Sasha]]
|-
|February 9, 2018
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest CTD Part 3]]
|[[Raethon]], [[Garak]], [[Leisel]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Hun'rar]], [[Mangus]]
|-
|February 10, 2018
|[[Society Call of Action!]]
|Boliplox
|-
|February 11, 2018
|[[The Mystery of the Missing Donkey]]
|[[Deryn]], [[Gregor]], [[Aech]]
|-
|
|[[Demons What P 14]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|February 12, 2018
|[[Smaller Details Part 5 - finale!]]
|[[Lucy]], [[Baz]], [[Tirrynelth]], [[Kore]], [[Granit]]
|-
|February 15, 2018
|[[Singular Part 8]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|February 16, 2018
|[[SUDDEN BADNESS]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|February 18, 2018
|[[Shade pt 2]]
|[[Kerbasi]], [[Durrankar]], [[Stirling]], [[Kravar]], [[Un'eth]]
|-
|February 20, 2018
|[[A Heth of a Time]]
|[[Chay]], [[Sarcis]], [[Sora]], [[Lucy]], [[Deryn]], [[Arynel]], [[Kore]], [[Deak]]
|-
|
|[[Cinnamon Rolls Have Eyes]]
|Astaplot
|-
|
|[[Assault on Moon Keep]]
|Sandy, Svarshan, Cesran
|-
|February 22, 2018
|[[A Balancing Act]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|February 23, 2018
|[[Charn Embassy Part 2]]
|Boliplox
|-
|
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest CTD Part 5]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|February 24, 2018
|[[The Missing Smithson]]
|Boliplox
|-
|February 25, 2018
|[[The Missing Smithson Part 2]]
|Boliplox
|-
|
|[[Demons What Part 15]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|February 27, 2018
|[[Got My Vodka, Got My Gun]]
|DM: [[Kore]] Players: [[Henrie]], [[Felicia]], [[Urso]], [[Aithil]]
|}

===March===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|March 2, 2018
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest CTD Part 6]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|March 3, 2018
|[[Tribal Strife Part 2]]
|Boliplox
|-
|March 4, 2018
|[[The Missing Smithson Part 3]]
|Boliplox
|-
|
|[[Shade Part 3]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|March 6, 2018
|[[A New Face]]
|[[Tawyse]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga’Elian]], [[Gregor]]
|-
|March 7, 2018
|[[Of Dryads and Weapons]]
|[[Walery]], [[Talia]], [[Craft]], [[Lockwood]], [[Morgan]], [[Tawyse]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|March 8, 2018
|[[Felwood Follies]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Etan]], [[Felicia]], [[Tawyse]], & [[Taleth]]
|-
|March 9, 2018
|[[Gliding and Hang-outs]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]] & [[Tawyse]]
|-
|March 9, 2018
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest CTD Part 7]]
|[[Garak]], [[Hun'rar]], [[Raethon]], [[Kira]], [[Leisel]], [[Magnus]]
|-
|March 10, 2018
|[[Society Call of Action! Part 2]]
|Boliplox
|-
|March 11, 2018
|[[Demons What Part 16]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|March 13, 2018
|[[Of Ygdrassil and Elves]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]] and [[Tawyse]]
|-
|
|[[Barwick's Undead Extravaganza]]
|[[Kore]], [[Dubtle]], [[Talia]], [[Felicia]]
|-
|March 14, 2018
|[[Meeting in Noble District]]
|[[Mittens]], [[Aithil]], [[Morgan]], [[Shagara]]
|-
|
|[[The Missing Kids]]
|[[Scorscha]], [[Talethl]], [[Morgan]], [[Mohai]], [[Deak]], [[Kore]]
|-
|March 16, 2018
|[[Bring Out Your Dead]]
|Astaplot
|-
|March 9, 2018
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest CTD Part 8]] - finale!
|[[Garak]], [[Hun'rar]], [[Raethon]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Leisel]], [[Magnus]]
|-
||March 17, 2018
|[[Society Call of Action Part 3]]
|Boliplox
|-
|
|[[Tribal Stride Part 3]]
|Boliplox
|-
|March 18, 2018
|[[Demons What Part 17]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|March 20, 2018
|[[Clean It Up]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|March 21, 2018
|[[SWAMP STRAVENGANZA!]]
|Boliplox
|-
|March 22, 2018
|[[Tiny Problem]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|March 24, 2018
|[[Was it a good Urn or a bad Urn?]]
|Boliplox
|-
|March 25, 2018
|[[Shade Part 4]]
|[[Kerbasi]], [[Durrankar]], [[Stirling]], [[Kravar]], [[Astaren]], [[Thyrson]]
|-
|March 27, 2018
|[[The Ballad of Lyranessa]]
|[[Besra]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Morgan]], [[Sandy]]
|-
|March 31, 2018
|[[Planted Problems]]
|[[Garak]], [[Aria]], [[Tarragon]], [[Latenat]], [[Magnus]], [[Ilmig]], [[Sarcis]]
|}

===April===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|April 1, 2018
|[[Criminal Acts]] (on-grid RP)
|[[Preston]], [[Desdemona]]
|-
|April 3, 2018
|[[Demon Tracks]] (on-grid RP)
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Urso]], [[Murder]]
|-
|April 5, 2018
|[[Herbs and Hunters]] (on-grid RP)
|[[Kaydin]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|April 8, 2018
|[[Ambassador Kaydin]] (on-grid RP)
|[[Fazahd]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Kaydin]]
|-
|April 8, 2018
|[[Shade Part 6]]
|[[Kerbasi]], [[Durrankar]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Kravar]], [[Astaren]], [[Stirling]]
|-
|April 9, 2018
|[[You Shall Not Pass]] (on-grid RP)
|[[Ithiliel]], [[Lorik]], [[Rori]], [[Munch]]
|-
|April 10, 2018
|[[Dragon Plans]] (on-grid RP)
|[[Kerbasi]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Astaren]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|
|[[Guardhouse Rock]]
|[[Ithiliel]], [[Lorik]], [[Rori]], [[Kaelthilas]], [[Shivani]] (GM)
|-
|April 11, 2018
|[[Wayfarer's Meet]]
|[[Ga'Elian]], [[Tilguh]], [[Razen]], [[Sora]]
|-
|April 11, 2018
|[[Rocky Mountain News]]
|[[Kaydin]], [[Murder]], [[Raethon]], [[Razen]], [[Silmeria]], [[Svarshan]]
|-
|April 12, 2018
|[[Snacks In The Temple]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Lorik]], [[Shivani]], [[Aya]], [[Jenner]]
|-
|April 13, 2018
|[[Three Casters Walk Into A Bar...]]
|[[Lorik]], [[Malik]], [[Nasrin]]
|-
|April 14, 2018
|[[Talk of Redemption]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Lorik]]
|-
|
|[[Tribal Strife Pt 4]]
|Bolplot
|-
|
|[[Stories, History, And The Undead]]
|[[Lorik]], [[Nim]], [[Aya]]
|-
|April 15, 2018
|[[Shade Part 7]]
|[[Kerbasi]], [[Durrankar]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Kravar]], [[Astaren]], [[Thyrson]]
|-
|April 17, 2018
|[[Storytime at the Ox (Meetup)]]
|[[Shivani]], [[Lorik]], [[Alba]], [[Braith]], [[Raethon]], [[Preston]], [[Kaydin]], [[Nim]], [[Karelin]], [[Kaelthilas]]
|-
|April 18, 2018
|[[Library Rules]]
|[[Lorik]], [[Mio]], [[Nasirri]], [[Morgan]], [[Zelany]]
|-
|April 18-19, 2018
|[[Ambush]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Nokkela]]
|-
|
|[[Meeting Under the Stairs]]
|[[Svarshan]], [[Murder]], [[Kaydin]], [[Silmeria]]
|-
|April 21, 2018
|[[I Beg Your Pudding?]] (PRP)
|[[Kore]], [[Bors]], [[Iadoth]] (GM)
|-
|April 24, 2018
|[[Tinier Problems]]
|[[Kaelthilas]], [[Shivani]], [[Elin]], [[Fabris]], [[Iskandar]], [[Tamrielo]], [[Azra]], [[Lorik]]
|-
|April 25, 2018
|[[Stalking the Fel]] (PRP)
|[[Kaelthilas]], [[Aegis]], [[Deak]], [[Iskandar]], [[Desdemona]], [[Sylvi]], [[Vasanna]], [[Lorik]](GM)
|-
|April 23 - April 25, 2018
|[[Clearing the Path]]
|[[Besra]], [[Felicia]], [[Granit]], [[Kore]], [[Malik]], [[Razen]], [[Sora]], [[Wilros]], [[Whirlpool]](GM)
|-
|April 26, 2018
|[[How the Dark Grows]] (PRP)
|[[Razen]], [[Svarshan]], [[Sylvi]]
|-
|April 27, 2018
|[[Gnome Charge!]] (PRP)
|[[Elin]], [[Iskandar]], [[Razen]], [[Taleth]], [[Astaren]](GM)
|-
|April 29, 2018
|[[Shade Part 8]]
|[[Kerbasi]], [[Durrankar]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Kravar]], [[Astaren]], [[Thyrson]]
|-
|April 30, 2018
|[[Meetup: The Worst Talent Show Ever]]
|[[Constantin]], [[Vasanna]], [[Shara]], [[Kaelthilas]], [[Lorik]], [[Shivani]](GM)
|-
|}

===May===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|May 1, 2018
|[[Tinier Problems pt2]]
|[[Kaelthilas]], [[Shivani]], [[Elin]], [[Fabris]], [[Iskandar]], [[Tamrielo]], [[Azra]], [[Lorik]], [[Ithilliel]]
|-
|May 2, 2018
|[[Pulling A Thread]] (PRP)
|[[Kaelthilas]], [[Aegis]], [[Ashilde]], [[Braith]], [[Preston]], [[Azra]], [[Lorik]](GM)
|-
|May 2, 2018
|[[Nothing Good Inn]]
|[[Morgan]], [[Murder]], [[Razen]], [[Astaren]](GM)
|-
|May 3, 2018
|[[Simple Measures]]
|[[Razen]], [[Lorik]], [[Sylvi]], [[Iskandar]], [[Morgan]], [[Nasrin]], [[Shara]]
|-
|May 6, 2018
|[[Culture Shock]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Lorik]]
|-
|
|[[Shade Part 9]]
|[[Kerbasi]], [[Durrankar]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Kravar]], [[Astaren]], [[Thyrson]], [[Stirling]]
|-
|May 8, 2018
|[[Rumors of Maggot-Man]]
|[[Alba]], [[Durrankar]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Lorik]], [[Razen]], [[Svarshan]]
|-
|May 9, 2018
|[[Plans Against...Brain Slugs?]] (Meetup)
|[[Vasanna]], [[Abrahil]], [[Garak]], [[Sasha]], [[Desdemona]], [[Shivani]], [[Preston]] - Honorable mentions- Bartholomew the Snake
|-|}

[[Category:Logs|Recent Logs]]

Culture Shock

2018-05-07T07:25:05Z

Lorik: Created page with "The Stonewright Brew pub is the largest and oldest such location in the capital of Dun Mordren. A great fire warms the building at its center, and a great many kegs line t..."

The Stonewright Brew pub is the largest and oldest such location in the capital of Dun Mordren.

A great fire warms the building at its center, and a great many kegs line the back wall behind the always packed, at all hours counter. This place /never/ closes, and it never empty.

Constructed from sturdy stone, like much of the rest of Dun Mordren, the brewpub's walls are decorated with murals about the history of brewing in Dun Mordren, proudly declaring itself, with comical images of inebriated dwarves, the true inheritor of the finest dwarven brewing traditions.

A bust of the Dwarven King suits in the corner, serving as a place to direct toasts to.

Stonewright Brew Pub, Dun Mordren

You know sometimes you should read the fine print.

Lorik had taken a mission as a package guard in Alexandria. A simple job. Guard a box till it made it to his destination. That's all he had to do. He told his cousin and his sister he would be back soon, that he didn't need much in the way of help, and then...he...had realised that he didn't read the fine print.

...and the package? Was actually bound for Dun Mordren.

By Airship.

So the good news would be that he gets a free airship trip. The bad news is that he spent the entire time in the hold sitting near a box. He didn't get to really go outside that much, and he was going to be very late to supper back in Alexandria.

...and that dwarves? Didn't always get along with him.

Which is why he's found a small corner of a pub. A booth up in the corner, and is at the moment making time until the return trip to Alexandria. Reading a book, and in general trying to remain fairly inconspicuous.

Which is very hard for likely one of the only shadow elves in the city to do.

Lori'thalik may be the only Shadow Elf in the area, but he's by no means the only elf. The forest to the west of this mountain happens to be the very woods in which the Sildanyari realm of Llyranost lies. Accordingly, there are a few Llyranesi in the city at this time. Some merchants, some officials. However. walking into this pub at this very moment is a wild elf, and, as chance would have it, one known to the aforesaid mul'niessa, Ga'Elian the ranger. He pauses a monent to survey the place with his goggled eyes, and turns to the shadow elf, striding over nonchalantly, hoping that anyone who notices him will find him beneath notice. The ioun stone orbiting his head is a trifle remarkable, but the dwarves have long appreciated the magic of rocks.

There are odd looks, but most of the patrons just go back to their drinks when the wild elf wonders in. One or two follow his path of travel to the cloaked figure in the corner, but cloaked figures are not /that/ uncommon in the wide world.

Its mostly better to stick with your drinks in a place like this anyway.

Lorik on the other hand blinks for a moment as his eyes flicker up and he notes the tall and magic-bedecked figure of the Wild Elf striding towards him. A blink of suprise before he raises a hand to wave a greeting.

"Ga'Elion." His words in swift enough elvish, with his own unique accent. "I didn't expect to see anyone I knew here."

Ga'Elian takes a chair and sits, "Neither did I." He lifts his hand to order a drink, then says, "I was visiting home, and thought I'd pay a visit to a particular friend of mine here before I headed back south. I'm in no hurry, so figured I'd wend my way through the wilderness. I should get back to Alexandria in a week or two. What brings you here?"

A slight chuckle and a shake of his head. "Not reading the print at the end of Guild assignment. I took a job to watch a package, didn't realize they were sending it here by airship. So..." The shadow elf shrugs slightly. "...here I am. I should be back to Alexandria in a day or two. I think. I'm not quite sure how the trip works but..."

The shadow elf just smirks again. "Gives me time to catch up on my reading and research."

As a server brings his drink, he reaches into his pouch for a silver coin then releases the coin, allowing it to float from his hand to land gently upon the server's tray. For the drink he bought, the change from a silver piece is a generous, but not ostentatious gratuity. He says, "I've never een comfortable with airships. I'm sure it's irrational, but there we are."

Lorik laughs and shrugs. "I've been worried on occasion that I might float up into the sky without a cavern over my head every so often since I've come up here. So...I'm not one to talk about rational or irrational."

There is a shake of his head at that. Amusement across his features. "Everything is different since I've come up here, not bad. Just...different. I'm still getting used to it I must confess."

Ga'Elian nods. "When you consider that I only left my home a mere 3 years ago, I think I've done quite well adapting to change. I'll be 119 years old on the first of the next month. If I may ask, how old are you, Lorik."

There is a slight smirk there. "I have you by 6 years then, I'll be 125 this winter." The shadow elf replies with a soft chuckle. "Though most of that I've spent under the thumb of my family so I'm fairly sure most people wouldn't say I have much experience in the wider world." A shrug at that.

"But I'm learning fast enough now that I'm out, trying to make up for last time I suppose you could say."

Ga'Elian drinks, then says, "Things do seem to move faster in the City. Especially with the humans, gobbers, and lucht siuil. I've sure seen a lot of differences from life in my tribe, too. Among my folk, and I imagine among yours, too, there is a value set on quality craftsmanship and tradition that among these races is replaced by more of a sense of innovation and efficiency. Also, they breed in droves, but I figure that's mainly due to their short lifespans."

Lorik's eyes cut to the side when the other elf mentions his people and there is a slight sigh from that. "They appreciated...Order. Value. Tradition. Not asking questions. And whatever can get them further up the pecking order. I'm thankful for my family for protecting my sister and I from the worst of it at least. I know my older siblings had a worse time of it."

He shakes his head though, sighing just slightly before glancing back towards the wild elf. "But yes, there are so many varied people in Alexandria. It is somewhat overwhelming trying to keep it all straight. Its taking me time to figure out just which temple to go to for what."

Ga'Elian chuckles, "I"m afraid I know almost as little of your people as I did of humans 3 years ago. A mul'niessa woman I knew once explained to me that where the Sylvanori see nudity as natural and nothing to get excited over, the mul'niessa see sexual intercourse as a perfectly valid means of manipulating people."

"Manipulation, assassination, blackmail, sometimes currency, all sorts of things that can be used for." Lorik replies with a slight shrug. "Mul'niessa, or at least those of my society, are not very...." He pauses for a moment. "...nice I suppose would be the polite way to put it. As you would expect from a people that worship Taara as their patron."

He shrugs slightly at that.

"One of the reasons I left."

At the vocalization of Taara's name, he gestures the name of Eluna in Handspeech, as if warding against the divine attention of the Lady of Darkness. He nods solemnly and says, "I'm always glad to see such folk as yourself abandon her ways."

A twitch of a smile. "Well don't be so sure, I haven't been very useful up here yet at least. Though...I'm trying."

At that moment though a figure walks in. A tall human with an eyepatch. "Ah! There is my captain! I should be going!"

Ga'Elian says, "Better not very useful here than useful to them. Anyway, bon voyage." He raises his drink in salute.

[[Category:Logs|Culture Shock]]

Recent Logs

2018-05-07T07:22:57Z

Lorik:

{{AboutLogs}}

==2014 Logs==

{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|December 3, 2014
|[[PrP: Sinkhole Part 2a]]
|[[Kidda]],[[Thanix]],[[Kroth]],[[Yngvild]]
|-
|December 5, 2014
|[[Commitee]]
|[[Kiroth]], [[Meihui]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|December 6, 2014
|[[MEETUP: Snowball Fight!]]
|[[Aldean]], [[Godwyn]], [[Ionus]], [[Kidda]], [[Meihui]], <br />[[Silmeria]], [[Jibbom]], [[Lorien]], [[Benthus]], [[Arixillo]],<br /> [[Vroole]], [[Abrahil]], [[Munch]], [[Mikilos]], [[Zalara]], [[Stirling]], [[Talazia]]
|-
|December 9, 2014
|[[PrP: Decoy (part 2)]]
|[[Jessamy]], [[Jahnavi]]
|-
|December 11,2014
|[[Snow Play]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Rhar]], [[Autumn]], [[Aldean]], [[Amithil]]
|-
|December 12, 2014
|[[PrP: Pickety Pickety]]
|[[Nuanna]], [[Jal]], [[Amithil]], [[Vroole]], [[Thanix]]
|-
|December 13, 2014
|[[PrP: Milk Run]]
|
|-
|December 13, 2014
|[[PrP: Ambush]]
|[[Schneider]], [[Lothos]], [[Aldean]], [[Kiroth]]
|-
|December 14, 2014
|[[PrP: Trade Route]]
|[[Jahnavi]], [[Alba]], [[Amithil]], [[Jal]], [[Aevarr]], [[Tiasa]]
|-
|December 14, 2014
|[[Poetic Souls]]
|[[Tiasa]], [[Alba]], [[Raethon]], [[Stirling]], [[Bahken]]
|-
|December 16, 2014
|[[PrP: Pookems and Snookems]]
|[[Belladona]], [[Kroth]], [[Amithil]]
|-
|December 20, 2014
|[[PrP: Supplies!]]
|[[Aurala]], [[Benthus]], [[Oates]], [[Rhar]], [[Tatyannah]], and [[Zalara]]. Run by [[Ssylrath]].
|-
|December, 2014
|[[A Series of Sad Bars]]
|[[Talazia]], [[Svarshan]], [[Aldean]], [[Godwyn]]
|-
|December 22, 2014
|[[Bandit Trouble]]
|[[Azariah]], [[Brianna]], [[Kroth]], [[Vroole]], [[Yngvild]]
|-
|December 22, 2014
|[[PrP: Finding Rachel]]
|[[Eligar]], [[Aevarr]]
|-
|December 24, 2014
|[[PrP: Think of the Children!]]
|[[Jessamy]], [[Raethon]], [[Takiyah]], [[Tiasa]], and [[Vroole]], run by [[Ssylrath]]
|-
|December 25, 2014
|[[PrP: Dying Paladin]]
|[[Sophia]], [[Munch]], [[Lothos]]
|-
|December 26, 2014
|[[PrP: It's Always Bugs]]
|[[Benthus]], [[Corra]], and [[Kravar]], run by [[Ssylrath]]
|-
|December 29, 2014
|[[PrP: Rescue the Orphans 2]]
|[[Corra]], [[Godwyn]], [[Aldean]]
|-
|December 31, 2014
|[[PrP: Unwanted Residents]]
|[[Yrqeem]], [[Uraug]], [[Tiasa]],[[Kroth]]
|-
|}

'''[[Archived_Logs|More...]]'''

==2015 Logs==
===January===

{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
| January 2, 2015
|[[PrP: Breeding Grounds]]
|[[Silmeria]], [[Kroth]], [[Thanix]], [[Taro]]
|-
|January 4, 2015
|[[PrP: Guardians at the Gate]]
|[[Laefwyn]], [[Alakton]], [[Renfrey]], [[Pips]], [[Taro]], [[Rhar]]
|-
|January 6, 2015
|[[PrP: Scouts or just Wolves]]
|[[Alba]],[[Dain]],[[Belladona]]
|-
|January 7, 2015
|[[PrP: Do you wanna chomp a snowman?]]
|[[Aevarr]],[[Kroth]],[[Smythly]]
|-
|January 8, 2015
|[[PrP: Barney the Bear]]
|[[Kroth]], [[Terewin]], [[Blackjack]], [[Arkun]]
|-
|January 8, 2015
|[[PrP: Breeding Grounds 2]]
|[[Silmeria]], [[Pips]], [[Charis]], [[Taro]]
|-
|January 8, 2015
|[[Pubbing]]
|[[Vroole]], [[Oliver]], [[Cesran]], [[Mikilos]], [[Stjepan]]
|-
|January 9, 2015
|[[PrP:The_Cairn]]
|[[Terewin]], [[Faiza]], [[Blackjack]], [[Pips]], [[Belladona]]
|-
|January 11, 2015
|[[PrP: Missing Husband]]
|[[Bahken]], [[Flicker]]
|-
|January 11, 2015
|[[Theater Front]]
|[[Aldean]], [[Flicker]], [[Basil]], [[Mikilos]], [[Benthus]]
|-
|January 10, 2015
|[[PrP:_Goblins%3F_Bandits%3F_Stolen_babies!|PrP: Goblins and Stolen Babies]]
|Silmeria, Dain, Charis, Barsool-um
|-
|January 12, 2015
|[[Market Crash]]
|[[Tiasa]], [[Te'Andra]], [[Solace]], [[Selia]], [[Ivy]], [[Cesran]], [[Basil]], [[Flicker]], [[Audax]]
|-
|January 16, 2015
|[[PrP: Haunted Playhouse]]
|[[Belladona]], [[Yngvild]], [[Flicker]], [[Faiza]]
|-
|January 17, 2015
|[[PrP:Walk in the Woods]]
|[[Silmeria]], [[Kroth]], [[Dain]], [[Morasha]]
|-
|January 17th, 2015
|[[PrP: Doge Day Afternoon]]
|[[Faiza]], [[Terewin]], [[Rayne]], [[Bahken]], [[Tiasa]]
|-
|January 18, 2015
|[[PrP: Danger Close]]
|[[Zalara]], [[Rhar]], [[Lothos]], [[Margaret]]
|-
|January 18, 2015
|[[PrP: Lost Tower]]
|[[Zalara]], [[Rhar]], [[Renfrey]], [[Valadhiel]]
|-
|January 20, 2015
|[[PrP: A Beautiful Mine]]
|[[Kroth]], [[Silmeria]], [[Yngvild]], [[Jahnavi]], [[Morasha]], [[Daromu]]
|-
|January 21, 2015
|[[Meetup: Angoron Party!]]
|[[Yngvild]], [[Jibbom]], [[Morasha]], [[Munch]], [[Kroth]], [[Bahken]],<br /> [[Hrist]], [[Nicolai]], [[Boshter]], [[Halani]], [[Stjepan]], [[Rayne]]
|-
|January 22, 2015
|[[PrP: An Apprentice Problem]]
|[[Kiroth]], [[Lothos]], [[Rhar]], [[Margaret]]
|-
|January 25, 2015
|[[PrP: Hunter and Prey]]
|[[Lily]], [[Latenat]]
|-
|January 26, 2015
|[[A Suddenly Bad Day]]
|[[Elessa]], [[Tatyannah]], [[Lily]], [[Benthus]]
|-
|January 26, 2015
|[[Mountain Rest]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Jahnavi]]
|-
|January 27, 2015
|[[Recruitment Efforts]]
|[[Elessa]], [[Kerbasy]], [[Aldean]], [[Silmeria]], [[Cesran]]
|-
|January 30, 2015
|[[PrP: The Diary]]
|[[Charis]], [[Aevarr]], [[Stjepan]], [[Yngvild]], [[Gareth]], [[Oliver]], [[Faiza]], [[Belladona]]
|-
|January 30, 2015
|[[PrP: Portal Trouble]]
|[[Bahken]], [[Duncan]], [[Lothos]], [[Lyrana]], and [[Zarr]]. Run by [[Ssylrath]]
|-
|January 22, 2015
|[[PrP: Yippee Ki Yay]]
|[[Kroth]], [[Bennet]], [[Mara]], [[Belladona]]
|-
|January 31, 2015
|[[PrP: Clearing the Cache]]
|[[Aldean]], [[Renfrey]], [[Kiroth]], [[Margaret]]
|-
|January 31, 2015
|[[PRP: Monkey Business]]
|[[Aldean]], [[Lothos]], [[Godwyn]], [[Corra]], [[Abrahil]], [[Rhar]]
|-
|}

'''[[Archived_Logs|More...]]'''

==2016 Logs==
===January===

{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|January 1, 2016
|[[PrP: Sticky Situation]]
|[[Haggerty]], [[Raethon]], [[Chach]], [[MAC-B1G]], [[Sigrid]], [[Eirene]]
|-
|January 2, 2016
|[[PrP: Murderous Cannibal]]
|[[Haggerty]], [[Sigrid]], [[Kailin]], [[Malkael]]
|-
|January 5, 2016
|[[Docks Talk]]
|[[Munch]], [[Kailin]]
|-
|January 7, 2016
|[[PrP: Borders II: Raiders of the Lost Cart]]
|[[Haggerty]], [[Kailin]], [[Kaj]], [[Krom]]
|-
|January 10, 2016
|[[PrP: The Lost Boy]]
|[[Garak]], [[Munch]], [[Verna]], [[Tiasa]]
|-
|January 11, 2016
|[[PrP: Village of Glenspiel]]
|[[Haggerty]], [[Kailin]], [[Sigrid]]
|-
|January 11, 2016
|[[Woods Wizards]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Fayde]]
|-
|January 12, 2016
|[[Snipe hunt]]
|[[Munch]], [[Uneth]], [[Iadoth]]
|-
|January 13, 2016
|[[Before the Society]]
|[[Verna]], [[Solace]], [[Kailin]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|January 14, 2016
|[[PrP: Bandit Tree]]
|[[Veloria]], [[Sigrid]]
|-
|January 22, 2016
|[[PrP: Mining Job]]
|[[Kailin]], [[Sasha]], [[Drok'thar]]
|-
|January 22, 2016
|[[Meetup: Courtroom Blues: Prelude]]
|[[Kailin]], [[Stirling]], [[Veloria]]
|-
|January 23, 2016
|[[Meetup: Bardic Concert]]
|[[Kailin]], [[Stirling]], [[Aldean]], [[Jibbom]], [[Silmeria]], [[Arisha]], [[Stjepan]], [[Abrahil]], [[Serene]], [[Svarshan]], [[Verna]], [[Miruan]]
|-
|January 24, 2016
|[[PrP: Cult Leader]]
|[[Tiasa]], [[Garak]], [[Verna]], [[Alba]], and [[Nadara ]]
|-
|January 28, 2016
|[[PrP: Buried Demons]]
|[[Kailin]], [[Vasya]], [[Sully]], [[Thanix]]
|-
|January 29, 2016
|[[PrP: Demons in the Manor]]
|[[Halena]], [[Vasya]], [[Kailin]], [[Ezriya]]
|-
|January 31, 2016
|[[Blades of Hell]]
|[[Kailin]], [[Kalkorth]], [[Vasya]], [[Veloria]], [[Kevan]]
|-
|February 2, 2016
|[[A Ladle Help, Please]]
|[[Arisha]], [[Veloria]]
|-
|January 29, 2016
|[[Meetup: Fancy Party]]
|[[Vati]] [[Kailin]], [[Myrana]], [[Abrahil]], [[Jacob]], [[Charlotte]], [[Jibbom]], [[Rhar]], [[Mikilos]], [[Cesran]]
|}

'''[[Archived_Logs|More...]]'''

==2017 Logs==
===January===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
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|January 2, 2017
|[[PrP: Winter Raids]]
|[[Selerik]], [[Blauensturm]], [[Astaren]], [[Zenia]], [[Malorn]], [[Josselyn]], [[Albain]]
|-
|
|[[PrP: Troll Hunt]]
|DM: [[Elisabeth du Leoncorte|Elisabeth]], Players: [[Nasrin]], [[Sadia]], [[Hun'rar]], [[Ilmig]], [[Khera]]
|-
|January 3, 2017
|[[Scene: Penance Before Althea]]
|[[An'thirya]], [[Raethon]]
|-
|
|MEETUP: [[Hayatiento Aerie Opening]]
|Lots
|-
|January 4, 2017
|[[Scene: To Petition Eluna]]
|[[An'thirya]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|January 5, 2017
|[[Redeye Flight]]
|[[An'thirya]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|
|[[Scene: Bound to the Moon]]
|[[An'thirya]], [[Astaren]], [[Aya]], [[Dubtle]]
|-
|January 6, 2017
|[[Selerik Intros Elian to the City's Malaise]]
|[[Selerik]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|January 7, 2017
|[[A New Year Blitz]]
|[[Ollithial]], [[Sparrow]], [[Azarval]], [[Krom]]
|-
|January 9, 2017
|[[Elian Intros Pendaril to Selerik]]
|[[Selerik]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|January 9, 2017
|[[Crimson Justice!]]
|[[Astaren]], [[Aznara]], [[Cesran]], [[Mikilos]], [[Miriai]], [[Myrana]], [[Sandy]], [[Selerik]], [[Silmeria]], [[Tarragon]]
|-
|January 11, 2017
|[[About the Door Trials]]
|[[Aya]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|January 12, 2017
|[[Big Dreams and a Little Dragon]]
|[[Astaren]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|January 13, 2017
|[[Tracks to the Junkyard]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Selerik]], [[Azog]], [[Aya]], [[Pelka]]
|-
|January 16, 2017
|[[Interview: Mistress of Weasels]]
|[[Astaren]], [[Roselle]], [[Aya]]
|-
|January 18, 2017
|[[Mysterious Box Recovered]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Aya]]
|-
|January 19, 2017
|[[Checking Out the Wreck]]
|[[Munch]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|January 23, 2017
|[[Lodestones, Trails, and Spells]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Selerik]]
|-
|January 24, 2017
|[[Horse Sense]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Soren]], [[Aya]], [[Masamya]]
|-
|January 25, 2017
|[[Huldith]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Munch]]
|-
|January 26, 2017
|[[Drunken Blindfolded Target Practice]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Mayahuel]], [[Bjoric]]
|-
|January 26, 2017
|[[A Fault in the Plan]]
|[[Aya]], [[Bjoric]], [[Elisabeth du Leoncorte|Elisabeth]], [[Selerik]], [[Stjepan]], [[Fazhad]]
|-
|January 27, 2017
|[[A Conspiracy Discovered]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Fazahd]]
|-
|January 31, 2017
|PrP: [[Lady Jaquetta]]
|[[Munch]], [[Aya]]
|-
|}

'''[[Archived_Logs|More...]]'''

==2018 Logs==
===January===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
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|January 7, 2018
|[[Demons What P 10]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|January 8, 2018
|[[Oasis 9: Jewel in the Desert]]
|Beagleplot
|-
|
|[[Smaller Details pt 1]]
|[[Lucy]], [[Baz]], [[Tirrynelth]], [[Besra]], [[Granit]]
|-
|January 13, 2018
|[[Temple Bread]]
|[[Kerbasi]], [[Serraphine]], [[Azog]], [[Baz]], [[Arynel]]
|-
|
|[[Mictlan Celebration]]
|Kisaplot
|-
|January 14, 2018
|[[Demons What P 11]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|January 15, 2018
|[[Crypts and Things]]
|Beagleplot
|-
|
|[[Baz Has a Cow]]
|[[Baz]], [[Duncan]], [[Sylvi]], [[Aerilaya]], [[Kaelyn]], [[Ga'Elian]], [[An Oruch]]
|-
|
|[[Smaller Details pt 2]]
|[[Lucy]], [[Baz]], [[Tirrynelth]], [[Aerilaya]]
|-
|January 17, 2018
|[[Crypt Analysis]]
|[[Heinrich]], [[Gregor]]
|-
|January 19, 2018
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest]]
|[[Garak]], [[Raethon]], [[Hun'rar]], [[Atleti]], [[Corra]]
|-
|January 20, 2018
|[[Caravan Woes]]
|Kisaplot
|-
|
|[[Golden Cookie Bakery]]
|Astplot
|-
|January 21, 2018
|[[Demons What P 12]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|January 22, 2018
|[[Smaller Details pt 3]]
|[[Lucy]], [[Baz]], [[Tirrynelth]], [[Aerilaya]], [[Athrian]], [[Kore]]
|-
|January 24, 2018
|[[What Dreams Ae Made Of Part 3]]
|[[Aya]], [[Alba]], [[Astaren]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Hun'rar]], [[Sasha]]
|-
|January 26, 2018
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest CTD]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|January 27, 2018
|[[Inmost Sea-capades]]
|Boliplox
|-
|
|[[Team Building]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Selia]]
|-
|
|[[Tribal Strife, Part 1]]
|Boliplox
|-
|January 28, 2018
|[[Demons What P 13]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|January 29, 2018
|[[Smaller Details pt 4]]
|[[Lucy]], [[Baz]], [[Tirrynelth]], [[Aerilaya]], [[Kore]], [[Besra]]
|-
|January 31, 2018
|[[Legwork: What Dreams Ae Made Of Part 4]]
|Whirlplot
|}

===February===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|February 2, 2018
|[[Charn Embassy Part 1]]
|Boliplox
|-
|
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest CTD Part 2]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|
|[[Golden Cookie Party]]
|Astaplot
|-
|February 4, 2018
|[[Shade]]
|[[Svarshan]], er... [[Kerbasi]], [[Durrankar]], [[Astaren]], [[Stirling]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Kravar]]
|-
|February 7, 2018
|[[Legwork: What Dreams Ae Made Of Part 5]]
|[[Alba]], [[Astaren]]. [[Kisaiya]], [[Hun'rar]], [[Sasha]]
|-
|February 9, 2018
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest CTD Part 3]]
|[[Raethon]], [[Garak]], [[Leisel]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Hun'rar]], [[Mangus]]
|-
|February 10, 2018
|[[Society Call of Action!]]
|Boliplox
|-
|February 11, 2018
|[[The Mystery of the Missing Donkey]]
|[[Deryn]], [[Gregor]], [[Aech]]
|-
|
|[[Demons What P 14]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|February 12, 2018
|[[Smaller Details Part 5 - finale!]]
|[[Lucy]], [[Baz]], [[Tirrynelth]], [[Kore]], [[Granit]]
|-
|February 15, 2018
|[[Singular Part 8]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|February 16, 2018
|[[SUDDEN BADNESS]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|February 18, 2018
|[[Shade pt 2]]
|[[Kerbasi]], [[Durrankar]], [[Stirling]], [[Kravar]], [[Un'eth]]
|-
|February 20, 2018
|[[A Heth of a Time]]
|[[Chay]], [[Sarcis]], [[Sora]], [[Lucy]], [[Deryn]], [[Arynel]], [[Kore]], [[Deak]]
|-
|
|[[Cinnamon Rolls Have Eyes]]
|Astaplot
|-
|
|[[Assault on Moon Keep]]
|Sandy, Svarshan, Cesran
|-
|February 22, 2018
|[[A Balancing Act]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|February 23, 2018
|[[Charn Embassy Part 2]]
|Boliplox
|-
|
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest CTD Part 5]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|February 24, 2018
|[[The Missing Smithson]]
|Boliplox
|-
|February 25, 2018
|[[The Missing Smithson Part 2]]
|Boliplox
|-
|
|[[Demons What Part 15]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|February 27, 2018
|[[Got My Vodka, Got My Gun]]
|DM: [[Kore]] Players: [[Henrie]], [[Felicia]], [[Urso]], [[Aithil]]
|}

===March===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|March 2, 2018
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest CTD Part 6]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|March 3, 2018
|[[Tribal Strife Part 2]]
|Boliplox
|-
|March 4, 2018
|[[The Missing Smithson Part 3]]
|Boliplox
|-
|
|[[Shade Part 3]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|March 6, 2018
|[[A New Face]]
|[[Tawyse]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga’Elian]], [[Gregor]]
|-
|March 7, 2018
|[[Of Dryads and Weapons]]
|[[Walery]], [[Talia]], [[Craft]], [[Lockwood]], [[Morgan]], [[Tawyse]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|March 8, 2018
|[[Felwood Follies]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Etan]], [[Felicia]], [[Tawyse]], & [[Taleth]]
|-
|March 9, 2018
|[[Gliding and Hang-outs]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]] & [[Tawyse]]
|-
|March 9, 2018
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest CTD Part 7]]
|[[Garak]], [[Hun'rar]], [[Raethon]], [[Kira]], [[Leisel]], [[Magnus]]
|-
|March 10, 2018
|[[Society Call of Action! Part 2]]
|Boliplox
|-
|March 11, 2018
|[[Demons What Part 16]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|March 13, 2018
|[[Of Ygdrassil and Elves]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]] and [[Tawyse]]
|-
|
|[[Barwick's Undead Extravaganza]]
|[[Kore]], [[Dubtle]], [[Talia]], [[Felicia]]
|-
|March 14, 2018
|[[Meeting in Noble District]]
|[[Mittens]], [[Aithil]], [[Morgan]], [[Shagara]]
|-
|
|[[The Missing Kids]]
|[[Scorscha]], [[Talethl]], [[Morgan]], [[Mohai]], [[Deak]], [[Kore]]
|-
|March 16, 2018
|[[Bring Out Your Dead]]
|Astaplot
|-
|March 9, 2018
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest CTD Part 8]] - finale!
|[[Garak]], [[Hun'rar]], [[Raethon]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Leisel]], [[Magnus]]
|-
||March 17, 2018
|[[Society Call of Action Part 3]]
|Boliplox
|-
|
|[[Tribal Stride Part 3]]
|Boliplox
|-
|March 18, 2018
|[[Demons What Part 17]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|March 20, 2018
|[[Clean It Up]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|March 21, 2018
|[[SWAMP STRAVENGANZA!]]
|Boliplox
|-
|March 22, 2018
|[[Tiny Problem]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|March 24, 2018
|[[Was it a good Urn or a bad Urn?]]
|Boliplox
|-
|March 25, 2018
|[[Shade Part 4]]
|[[Kerbasi]], [[Durrankar]], [[Stirling]], [[Kravar]], [[Astaren]], [[Thyrson]]
|-
|March 27, 2018
|[[The Ballad of Lyranessa]]
|[[Besra]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Morgan]], [[Sandy]]
|-
|March 31, 2018
|[[Planted Problems]]
|[[Garak]], [[Aria]], [[Tarragon]], [[Latenat]], [[Magnus]], [[Ilmig]], [[Sarcis]]
|}

===April===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|April 1, 2018
|[[Criminal Acts]] (on-grid RP)
|[[Preston]], [[Desdemona]]
|-
|April 3, 2018
|[[Demon Tracks]] (on-grid RP)
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Urso]], [[Murder]]
|-
|April 5, 2018
|[[Herbs and Hunters]] (on-grid RP)
|[[Kaydin]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|April 8, 2018
|[[Ambassador Kaydin]] (on-grid RP)
|[[Fazahd]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Kaydin]]
|-
|April 8, 2018
|[[Shade Part 6]]
|[[Kerbasi]], [[Durrankar]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Kravar]], [[Astaren]], [[Stirling]]
|-
|April 9, 2018
|[[You Shall Not Pass]] (on-grid RP)
|[[Ithiliel]], [[Lorik]], [[Rori]], [[Munch]]
|-
|April 10, 2018
|[[Dragon Plans]] (on-grid RP)
|[[Kerbasi]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Astaren]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|
|[[Guardhouse Rock]]
|[[Ithiliel]], [[Lorik]], [[Rori]], [[Kaelthilas]], [[Shivani]] (GM)
|-
|April 11, 2018
|[[Wayfarer's Meet]]
|[[Ga'Elian]], [[Tilguh]], [[Razen]], [[Sora]]
|-
|April 11, 2018
|[[Rocky Mountain News]]
|[[Kaydin]], [[Murder]], [[Raethon]], [[Razen]], [[Silmeria]], [[Svarshan]]
|-
|April 12, 2018
|[[Snacks In The Temple]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Lorik]], [[Shivani]], [[Aya]], [[Jenner]]
|-
|April 13, 2018
|[[Three Casters Walk Into A Bar...]]
|[[Lorik]], [[Malik]], [[Nasrin]]
|-
|April 14, 2018
|[[Talk of Redemption]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Lorik]]
|-
|
|[[Tribal Strife Pt 4]]
|Bolplot
|-
|
|[[Stories, History, And The Undead]]
|[[Lorik]], [[Nim]], [[Aya]]
|-
|April 15, 2018
|[[Shade Part 7]]
|[[Kerbasi]], [[Durrankar]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Kravar]], [[Astaren]], [[Thyrson]]
|-
|April 17, 2018
|[[Storytime at the Ox (Meetup)]]
|[[Shivani]], [[Lorik]], [[Alba]], [[Braith]], [[Raethon]], [[Preston]], [[Kaydin]], [[Nim]], [[Karelin]], [[Kaelthilas]]
|-
|April 18, 2018
|[[Library Rules]]
|[[Lorik]], [[Mio]], [[Nasirri]], [[Morgan]], [[Zelany]]
|-
|April 18-19, 2018
|[[Ambush]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Nokkela]]
|-
|
|[[Meeting Under the Stairs]]
|[[Svarshan]], [[Murder]], [[Kaydin]], [[Silmeria]]
|-
|April 21, 2018
|[[I Beg Your Pudding?]] (PRP)
|[[Kore]], [[Bors]], [[Iadoth]] (GM)
|-
|April 24, 2018
|[[Tinier Problems]]
|[[Kaelthilas]], [[Shivani]], [[Elin]], [[Fabris]], [[Iskandar]], [[Tamrielo]], [[Azra]]
|-
|April 25, 2018
|[[Stalking the Fel]] (PRP)
|[[Kaelthilas]], [[Aegis]], [[Deak]], [[Iskandar]], [[Desdemona]], [[Sylvi]], [[Vasanna]], [[Lorik]](GM)
|-
|May 23 - April 25, 2018
|[[Clearing the Path]]
|[[Besra]], [[Felicia]], [[Granit]], [[Kore]], [[Malik]], [[Razen]], [[Sora]], [[Wilros]], [[Whirlpool]](GM)
|-
|April 27, 2018
|[[Gnome Charge!]] (PRP)
|[[Elin]], [[Iskandar]], [[Razen]], [[Taleth]], [[Astaren]](GM)
|-
|April 30, 2018
|[[Meetup: The Worst Talent Show Ever]]
|[[Constantin]], [[Vasanna]], [[Shara]], [[Kaelthilas]], [[Lorik]], [[Shivani]](GM)
|-
|May 2, 2018
|[[Pulling A Thread]] (PRP)
|[[Kaelthilas]], [[Aegis]], [[Ashilde]], [[Braith]], [[Preston]], [[Azra]], [[Lorik]](GM)
|-
|May 6, 2018
|[[Culture Shock]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Lorik]]
|-|}

[[Category:Logs|Recent Logs]]

Pulling A Thread

2018-05-03T04:41:14Z

Lorik: Created page with "<div style="padding:5px; background-color:#e7eaea;"> == Log Info == *Title: Pulling A Thread *Emitter: Lorik *Characters: Kaelthilas Rgr3, Ashilde Clr3, Braith Brg3, Aegis Ftr..."

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== Log Info ==
*Title: Pulling A Thread
*Emitter: Lorik
*Characters: Kaelthilas Rgr3, Ashilde Clr3, Braith Brg3, Aegis Ftr3, Preston Wiz2, Azer Rgr3
*Place: Felwood
*Time: May 2, 2018
*Summary: Off once again to cause problems and find information in the Felwood
*APL: 4
*Encounter 1: Giant Geko CR1, 2 Troglodytes CR1, Stone Scorpion CR1, Terror Wolf CR1 - CR 5
</div>

The previous excursion into Felwood had gone so well, with the exception of Lorik spending most of his time at the bottom of a pit trap, the shadow elf decided to get together a second little excursion.

Posting it up at the guild, him and his intrepid band...of poor suckers in need of a buck...headed back into the corrupted boughs of the ancient forest.

Being a good tracker, even if he is a complete loss with a map, the shadow elf led them back to the sight of the previous battle. Then like a bloodhound he traced their path deeper into the wood. The tieflings and their flaming minions left quite an obvious trail so that made it easy. However eventually the trail began to fade. But before it peetered out entirely it came to a larger path though the wood. One traveling east to west and traveled by many feet.

A few moments of discussion and Lorik and Kaelthilas went east, while the rest of the band chanced to go west.

Past the mushrooms with eyes that stared at them. Past the tree that cried sap. Past the strange six headed snake that watched them curiously. To the edge of a stream the path wondered, but no sign of a second band of miscreants has been seen.

Just went the sun was starting to dip low in the sky, just when the thoughts of returning were beginning to wink into peoples heads...

...the little path opens up into a larger clearing. Much larger. Near the opposite side of this strange cleared space a great mound of stone and earth raises up. One with a yawning opening of a cave mouth set into it, and over that cave is a makeshift wooden door. Poorly constructed.

Around the clearing are signs of a small encampment of something. Firepits, cleared places where tents would go, even a makeshift stockade for...livestock? The door now hangs open, the rickety hinge squeaking in the wind.

Preston Bayweather is definitely a poor sucker in need of a buck. He also looks like he doesn't belong here. He steps carefully, trying to keep his richly woven and finely cut clothing from getting ripped or torn on various branches. Mostly in shades of green, today, because...they were going into the woods. The silver threads picking out patterns on the cuffs of his coat and along his collar don't do much to camoflauge him, even if they //are// in the shapes of leaves and acorns.

For all that, he is no complainer. Indeed, he was very curious about some of what they passed. Looking apt to try to take samples of mushrooms with eyes, or to make a familiar of a six-headed snake, as he hasn't gone about summoning one yet. But good sense prevails even over the hearts of the most intrepid of scholars, and he decided, ultimately, that not //touching// anything really and truly was the better part of valor.

And now...this.

"Ah, excellent," he remarks, with fine surface cheer. "An engraved invitation into a no-doubt terrible place."

One of Angoron's minions appears to be tagging along this time - the short blonde and freckled Aesir with a hammer so large, she shouldn't have business wielding it. She does seem to lag behind the party a little bit - likely becoming tired from the long trek. This is now cutting into her drinking hour. "Oi." She looks about, "Looks like we jus' missed 'em?" Glancing to Preston, "That or we missed the party." Pausing to adjust her breastplate. "Either way. We're gonna party." Shooting the others a wink.

Azra had been off scouting but she is approachign the group now, her face partially obscured by the blue headscarf she is wearing and body shrouded in a cloak of red. Piercing eyes stare out past her exotic garb, taking in everything around her in a measured way. "Well," she remarks in thickly accented Tradespeak, "At this rait we will find something soon, Guyes."

A loud shriek answers her, rattling leaves and branches. A shape is circling overhead, huge brown feathered wings beating the sky. The broad-winged juvenile hippogriff stays above the treeline for now, losing elevation only quite slowly. "You're right," Azra agrees. "We should search the camp."

Ashilde is flashed a brief smile as the Azra strides past her. "There's a two drink minimum, "I hope you brought the booze."

Braith was mostly looking for a chance to smash things. The dwarf is sporting her armor and paired warhammers as she moves along with the others, "A cave, nae bad, wonder if it be what we looking for or if our quarry did this to someone else." she looks around at the others for a moment and then back to what she sees in front of her.

Through brush and bramble, it strides with an unerring force, metal boots that may well be it's feet stomping through smaller bits of foliage until it comes to a branch or a tree that does not so easily break. These it pushes on, making the sap tree cry all the more, as the unnerving sound of muscle formed only of metal casts and eerie echo from within it's armor, as if every motion were singing a song.

Aegis takes point as much as it can, knowing little of fear, for it does not have memories of it. Before it, a small two-headed lizard with six horns rears up. The metal man does not seem to notice as it crushes the creature into oblivion. Only when the camp opens up before them does it raise a great metal fist to indicate they should all stop, one hand moving to the greatsword belted at it's hip, worn as a smaller man might wear a bastard sword.

A slow look around, and then it draws the blade, taking leveling it along it's line of sight as it watches. As it waits. Here it looks for movement, or some sign that this camp belonged to the Tieflings they had previously dispatched.

As others offer up plans of action, it remarks, a voice like rough gravel tumbling down a metal mountain oozes from the confines of it's eight feet of hulking might. "I shall guard the mouth of the cave while you conduct your search."

To this point it moves, making sure that if anything does come charging out of that cave while everyone is searching the rest of the camp, it will meet great prejudice.

GAME: Ashilde casts Guidance. Caster Level: 3 DC: 14

GAME: Ashilde rolls perception: (11)+6: 17

Ashilde walks around Aegis while looking upwards somewhat in marvel at the construct. "Wow. You're the sort that would rule the prison block, arncha?" Shivering at the thought of rumbling with him. "Good plan." The priest offers to Azra and places her hand upon her shoulder as she moves towards the camp - offering a subtle warming sensation that should aid her in her searching. "We don't know how deep that cave goes. You sure you're wantin' to stay outside?" Offering to Aegis, "You'll miss all the fun." And she begins looking around the camp with some renewed focus.

GAME: Azra rolls perception: (5)+1: 6

GAME: Preston rolls perception: (8)+3: 11

GAME: Aegis rolls perception: (7)+4: 11

GAME: Azra rolls +5: (14)++5: 19

GAME: Azra rolls Perception+1: (10)+1+1: 12

"Well... This place doesn't look abandoned. Per se. Relocated by the looks of it." The Cleric offers, "Whomever was here is simply not home. So... Uh. We could always set an ambush? After we see what's in that cave, aye?" Meandering over to the livestock pen, Ashilde taps her fingers against her lips and looks at the ground, "These hoofprints.. There's something off. Too many legs? Six legged horse? Huh. Anyone a good tracker?"

For a long moment, Preston is valiently searching the camp like anyone else.

His attention is diverted.

"Oh, I say," he says, and here he crouches down into the underbrush to have a look at something.

It's probably not very germane to the mission, given he pulls out some dried beef, breaks it into six pieces, and lays all six on the ground. Yes, apparently the six headed snake has followed the group. Apparently Preston is feeding it. "I wonder how you ended up with six," he muses. "I've heard of two. Do you have six hearts or only one? You don't look as though you're trying to cannabalize yourself, well done. You're not poisonous are you? I'd rather you not bite me. Have the meat instead. It's not wriggling, but it's tasty."

He's easily distracted. He'll get back to our regularly scheduled camp and cave in a sec. Then again, mention of a six-legged horse...

"Six is rather a theme around here, isn't it?"

Braith isn't really that perceptive or maybe she is just watching over those searching but she doesn't really seem to be looking around all that much, except for checking to see if anyone might come jumping out of somewhere.

The War Golem takes a slow step back from the cave after listening. Enough that if the door opened, it would have clearance to swing or skewer anything that comes rushing out without being impeded by the portal.

"It is possible the Tieflings I destroyed had cloven feet. I am also detecting what could be movement from behind this barrier. If one of you opens it, I shall take point inside."

It seems like it had intended to go in after all, answering Ashilde's question, and only posted as a guard to make sure something didn't run out and start rampaging at them mid-search. Now though, with little found here, Aegis seems eager to move inside.

"I'm a pretty decent tracker," Azra notes quietly. "Not as good searching a clearing apparently. That is a good catch. Hmmm..." Azra looks down at the hoof prints and then reaches up to undo her scarf, pulling it away from her face. the move reveals long brunette hair and a surprisingly youthful face. her stare is just as stern.

Azra turns then, surveying their surroundings briefly before giving Preston a brief nod. "We'll see what comes of it, I suppose..." She pauses for a second and then takes a deep breath as she bends down to examine the tracks. "They clealry went in this direction, however..."

GAME: Azra rolls Survival+1: (8)+6+1: 15

GAME: Azra rolls +5: (5)++5: 10

GAME: Preston rolls perception: (11)+3: 14

GAME: Ashilde rolls perception: (18)+6: 24

GAME: Braith rolls perception: (10)+7: 17

GAME: Azra rolls Perception: (4)+1: 5

GAME: Azra rolls 5+1: (8)+5+1: 14

GAME: Ashilde casts Bless. Caster Level: 3 DC: 15

Preston's new friend examines the offered food. Then the wizard. Then back at the food. As if trying to figure out if he can get the entire wizard into his mouth or not. Being a smallish snake he decides its too much trouble. And instead two of the heads snap up the offered snack. Two of them keep watch. And two of them turn upside down to contemplate things from a different angle.

MEANWHILE. The door rattles slightly.

...just as the wind died down.

Odd timing but it could be compleatly natural.

...it could be.

Braith pulls her warhammers from her waist, holding one in each hand. "There is something behind the door definitely." she says softly, she knows she heard something.

"There's something behind that door. Sounds reptilian." Removing her maul from her back and placing the large weight of the hammer on the ground. "On you, big guy." Nodding at Aegis to throw open the door when he's ready. In the meanwhile, Ashilde takes the hammer with both hands and begins speaking a prayer to Angoron and blessing those gathered around her.

Azra unslings her bow from her back. She leans the long wooden staff against the ground and braces it with her left foot and hand while she takes the unwraps the cord wrapped about it quickly. Then she quickly pulls the bow taut and restrings it. Her weapon now readied, Azra reaches for an arrow and moves to stand just to Ashilde's left. "Would you care to open it?" She asks. The hippogriff has landed in the boughs of an enormous tre, looking down at the group and their campsite with keen eagle's eyes. Guys, for now, says nothing.

Ready or not, Aegis gives a nod to Ashilde, reaching forward with a great metal hand and then taking a step back to level it's sword, prepared to receive a charge.

There is a winding tension to it's pose, but it is not one of a mindless brute. No, it's stance is that of a proper duelist, one versed in the techniques of using it's sword as more than an edged bludgeon.

An emotionless countenance peers past as Aegis opens that door, waiting to see what comes for them.

=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- ATTENTION -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

Lorik has dropped a TIMESTOP!

Please +init, then cease all roleplay and actions immediately and wait for Lorik to instruct you further.

For in-combat commands, type: +thelp.

-=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=-

GAME: Preston rolls initiative: (15)+initiative: 15

The door tears free of its hinges. It really wasn't very well built. Calling it crude is an insult to low level crafters. But as it opens the gaping maw of the cave is revealed. The entry is big enough for two people to easily walk in, and it opens up even more beyond that. Angling down and back away from the bright sunlight.

Standing there in the entry way, armed with javelins are...well...a pair of horrible looking feral savages. Humanoid but twisted and wearing little more than untanned leathers the pair of them hiss at the sunlight.

<INTERLOPERS!> One shouts in draconic. So to most people is sounds like giberish. <YOU SHALL NOT MESS UP MASTERS PLAN!>

<NO TALK ABOUT MASTERS PLAN! THEY MIGHT BE SPEAKING GOOD!> Shouts the other.

<THEY NO SPEAK TROG TOUNGE IDIOT! WE ONLY ONE THAT SPEAK GOOD!>

<SHUT UP AND GET PINCHY!>

<ALREADY GOT HIM! SO THERE!!>

Behind them something large and insectoid moves, skittering scales catching the sunlight. Large pinchers snapping with an ominious sound and a tail beginning to curve up and over a flat body as 'Pinchy' lumbers forth to battle.

...and on the ceiling of the cave is an odd sight. A strang lizard creature. A very large one. Huge eyes and little squishy feat sticking to the rock as the massive man-sized gekko blinks curiously at the people that invaded its domain.

GAME: Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 20.

It is now Azra's turn! Troggy Bill is next!

GAME: Azra rolls ranged+1+1-2 (Rapid Shot): (10)+7+1+1+-2 (Rapid Shot): 17

GAME: Azra rolls ranged+1+1-2: (5)+7+1+1+-2: 12

GAME: Azra rolls 1d8+4+1: (6)+4+1: 11

GAME: Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 19.

It is now Troggy Bill's turn! Preston is next!

GAME: Lorik rolls +0: (19)++0: 19

GAME: Lorik rolls 1d6: (5): 5

GAME: Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 17.

It is now Preston's turn! Pinchy is next!

GAME: Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 13.

It is now Pinchy's turn! Aegis is next!

GAME: Lorik rolls +2: (17)++2: 19

GAME: Lorik rolls +2: (12)++2: 14

GAME: Lorik rolls +2: (4)++2: 6

GAME: Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 13.

It is now Aegis' turn! Ashilde is next!

Preston's hands lift as if he is about to cast something or another, but he pauses, tilting his head thoughtfully.

And then he pitches his voice to the two in the cave. <<"Don't be so certain, I can speak your language just fine. Do you see the party of fine warriors I bring with me? They will slaughter you and Pinchy in the blink of an eye. They will reduce you to dust and your Master cannot save you. But perhaps were you to share the details of this plan, I could convince them to stand down before they turn you into a fine red paste.">>

He spreads his hands and gives a charming smile, a sort of 'what-can-ya-do' gesture.

<<"Might want to hurry though, if you're entertaining this decision. It really won't take them long to kill you.">>

GAME: Preston rolls diplomacy: (7)+6: 13

GAME: Aegis rolls weapon1+1: (4)+9+1: 14

GAME: Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 12.

It is now Ashilde's turn! Troggy Bob is next!

GAME: Ashilde rolls 1d20+7: (6)+7: 13

GAME: Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 11.

It is now Troggy Bob's turn! LIZARD?! is next!

GAME: Lorik rolls 1d2: (1): 1

GAME: Lorik rolls +4: (16)++4: 20

The great metal behemoth whirls it's blade as the attacks come in, a terrible scraping sound shearing across armor as claws and a tail rattle at it's defenses, looking for someway to pierce the defenses of the War Golem.

In the flurry, Aegis steps sidelong, spinning around with surprising grace to bring it's sword in for a counter. It makes an error in it's judgement, used to fighting creatures that stand taller, even if few stand as tall as it does, and the sword clatters over armor to nick at the tail and send it wobbling, but doing little by way of damage.

The reset brings a whirl of it's blade, and though it does not have eyes to connect with Ashilde's, there is some measure of notice, or recognition, that they have this monster in a tight spot.

GAME: Ashilde rolls 1d20+8: (3)+8: 11

GAME: Lorik rolls 4: (5)+4: 9

GAME: Lorik rolls 4: (19)+4: 23

GAME: Lorik rolls 1d4+1: (2)+1: 3

GAME: Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 8.

It is now LIZARD?!'s turn! Braith is next!

GAME: Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 6.

It is now Braith's turn! Azra is next!

Ashilde dashes forward when Pinchy comes after Aegis. She is of course smiling in this moment as this is the sort of shit she lives for. The massive hammer comes up with both hands and she brings it down violently onto the insectoid. With a dull thud, there is little effect. None too pleased with herself at the moment, but given her positioning, Aegis will have some benefit in his retaliation. And so will she. Ashilde does give Preston a sidelong look when he begins speaking in some other tongue. A look that is both puzzled and concerned.

GAME: Braith RAGES!, gaining +2 to melee attack/damage/Will saves and 6 temporary HP

GAME: Braith rolls melee+2+1+2: (1)+7+2+1+2: 13 (EPIC FAIL)

Braith closes her eyes for a moment and calls on her rage. As she opens her eyes they are now solid black. Her fingers start to lengthen, her nails growing, and her hands turn black. She is soon gripping her warhammers with blackened claws as she darts forward to flank the reptillian guy. She swings a warhammer at it but is out of position and misses completely.

The battle is joined!

Azra draws first blood as she feathers one of the twisted creatures, causing it to shout in pain and rage as he flings a javalin back in responce. His aim is off though as the crude weapon clatters against the ground.

<I TOLD YOU ONE OF THE STUPID PEOPLE SPEAK GOOD!>

<He use big words though like master.>

<I no like it when Master does that. Shaman make better Master.>

<Shaman tell us to follow Master! You no go against Shaman!>

<I not I just not like big words!!>

<I not like your face!>

<STOP BEING STUPID AND GO DO USEFUL THING!>

<Fine I will and I no miss!!>

The second creature dashes out of the cave mouth even as Pinchy stalks fowards. The scorpions strikes against Aegis catch nothing, but one eye does catch sight of Braith. And it looks...hungry?

The second Trog takes advantage of Ash's momentairy annoyance with with the lack of Hammer time and slips by her backswing to throw himself tooth and claw first on Aegis' back, the claws fail to find purchage but the fangs tear though part of the war golems armor.

<Eww. Taste like metal.>

<ALSO WE NO SURRENDER! MASTER SAY WE MAKE YOU ALL OUR SLAVES AGAIN! THEN STUPID SUNDWELLERS WILL KNOW WE THE BEST!!>

...and meanwhile...the geko just stares at all this. And his skin slowly shifts from green to a fiery red color as its cheeks start to puff out.

GAME: NEW ROUND!

Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 20.

It is now Azra's turn! Troggy Bill is next!

Kaelthilas has arrived.

GAME: Azra rolls 10: (13)+10: 23

GAME: Azra rolls 1d6+4: (3)+4: 7

GAME: Azra rolls +10: (11)++10: 21

GAME: Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 17.

It is now Preston's turn! Pinchy is next!

GAME: Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 13.

It is now Pinchy's turn! Aegis is next!

GAME: Lorik rolls 4: (9)+4: 13

GAME: Lorik rolls 4: (2)+4: 6

GAME: Lorik rolls 4: (20)+4: 24

GAME: Lorik rolls 2: (10)+2: 12

GAME: Lorik rolls 1d4: (3): 3

GAME: Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 13.

It is now Aegis' turn! Ashilde is next!

_

"

GAME: Braith rolls fort: (17)+6: 23

GAME: Aegis rolls weapon1+3: (20)+9+3: 32 (THREAT)

GAME: Aegis rolls weapon1+3: (10)+9+3: 22

GAME: Aegis rolls 4d6+18: (16)+18: 34

Preston frowns thoughtfully. Well, it's more than they knew before. It wasn't an ideal stab in the dark, but it's a start. Finally, he mutters his first spell and completes the series of gestures. Shimmering energy settles over his body and clothes. It seems he's getting ready to wade in at last. Maybe for the best. Given the various and sundry activities of the lizard.

GAME: Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 12.

It is now Ashilde's turn! Troggy Bob is next!

GAME: Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 11.

It is now Troggy Bob's turn! LIZARD?! is next!

GAME: Ashilde casts Lesser Restoration. Caster Level: 3 DC: 16

<FOR THE GLORY OF MASTER AND SHAMAN! OUR ARMY SHALL SMASH SUNDWELLERS!!>

And the creature continues to try to bite Aegis about the head and neck.

...no one said they were smart.

GAME: Lorik rolls 2: (3)+2: 5

GAME: Lorik rolls 2: (17)+2: 19

GAME: Lorik rolls 2: (6)+2: 8

GAME: Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 8.

It is now LIZARD?!'s turn! Braith is next!

GAME: Lorik rolls 2: (12)+2: 14

GAME: Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 6.

It is now Braith's turn! Kaelthilas is next!

Again the Scorpion comes, claws snapping, tail whipping. Aegis watches helplessly as one of it's companions is stung, and to this it feels a remorse like no other, for once upon a time it had a purpose steeped in protection.

Now, it has no purpose but vengeance. The moment those claws clatter off it's armor, the great behemoth of a War Golem cleaves through those claws in a savage backswing that leaves the Scorpion screeching, but it is not a long screech.

The greatsword rises and then falls, cleaving into the scorpion and sticking to the blade as green blood flies. It rises with the sword when Aegis lifts it again, and again it slams it to the ground. Again and again until it flies apart every which way, covering the lot of them in Scorpion viscera.

GAME: Braith rolls melee+2+1+2-4: (11)+7+2+1+2+-4: 19

GAME: Braith rolls melee+2+1+2-4: (3)+7+2+1+2+-4: 11

GAME: Braith rolls 1d8+5: (8)+5: 13

The blackclawed dwarf whips one warhammer and then the other at her target. The first hits with a solid crunch, though she misses with her second.

As the battle rages on it turns against the cave dwellers. The arrival of Azer's bird friend spells the end of one of them, even though the bird itself draws the anger of the large lizard on the ceiling.

A lizard that is now on fire?

That not...great.

A moment later Pinchy is gone, felled by the War Golem's sword. Only the lizard and the Trog remain, the latter bloody but not in the mood to surrender.

MEANWHILE!!

Kaelthilas and Lorik had traveled down the opposite path from the rest, having run into the tracks of a blighted wolf like the one they had fought before Kael had tracked the beast while Lorik waited at the crossroads.

The trail? Had lead to a clearing, and just as Kael had the strange shadow-tainded creature's path tracked out...sounds of combat had erupted from the clearing. Causing the wolf to bolt...

...towards the clearing.

Which is when a maassive slavering midnight black beast tears from the treeline to rush towards the embattled 'heros'.

Followed quickly by an elf.

GAME: Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 3.

It is now WUF PART TWO's turn! Kaelthilas is next!

GAME: Kaelthilas rolls will: (11)+3: 14

GAME: Preston rolls will: (4)+6: 10

GAME: Kaelthilas rolls MydraahilHIT+2-1: aliased to Melee+1+2-1: (13)+6+1+2+-1: 21

GAME: Kaelthilas rolls mydraahilDAM+3: aliased to 2d6+4+1+3: (2)+4+1+3: 10

GAME: NEW ROUND!

Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round Three - Init 21.

It is now Kaelthilas' turn! Azra is next!

GAME: Azra rolls Will: (20)+1: 21 (CRITICAL SUCCESS)

GAME: Azra rolls 1d20+7: (8)+7: 15

GAME: Azra rolls 1d20+7: (20)+7: 27

GAME: Azra rolls 1d20+7: (2)+7: 9

GAME: Azra rolls 1d20+7: (8)+7: 15

GAME: Azra rolls 1d6+3: (2)+3: 5

GAME: Azra rolls 2d4+6: (3)+6: 9

GAME: Lorik rolls 2d2: (2): 2

GAME: Azra rolls Ranged+1+1-2: (5)+7+1+1+-2: 12

GAME: Azra rolls Ranged+1+1-2: (13)+7+1+1+-2: 20

GAME: Azra rolls 1d8+4: (3)+4: 7

GAME: Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round Three - Init 20.

It is now Azra's turn! Preston is next!

GAME: Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round Three - Init 17.

It is now Preston's turn! Aegis is next!

The hippogriff lets out a screech and starts clawing violently into the lizard. Between the aid of Angoron's blessing and allies pressed in around him he is able to pin the lizard and tears into it viciously despite flames burning all arond. Azra watches this briefly, but she is busy drawing a bow. A pair of arrows zip past the wolf, the second of which buries into its left eye. The creature keels over onto the ground amid the trees.

"Lorik, if you find yourself in peril: Blow on my recorder and I will return." The dawn elf commands.

Then he's off...

Midnight black and frothing at the jaws the bestial lupine bursts through the treeline. Ravenous for flesh? Fleeing for its life?

The dawn elf leaves no trail as he sprints through the woods. Leaves and brush unstirred by his passing his emergence following the wolf comes without significant notice. He erupts from the forest leaping into the air and reaching towards the pommel at his left shoulder.

A flash; Mydraahil, the sword of Dycan.

The blade snarls at it is loosed, thin elvish steel glimmering in the daylight as it is raised into a two-handed grip. The current bearer of the blade, Kaelthilas, is covered in thick mixture of mud and blood the his burnished scale mired by his Felwood adventure.

At the pinnacle of his leap he swings the blade so that it points downward and as gravity takes hold he thrusts. Landing atop the wolf he plunges the enchanted blade into its hindquarters spiking it momentarily to the ground as his feet connects with the firmament and he shifts to find balance.

_

"

GAME: Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round Three - Init 13.

It is now Aegis' turn! Ashilde is next!

GAME: Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round Three - Init 12.

It is now Ashilde's turn! Troggy Bob is next!

It must be said that Preston Bayweather lived a very sheltered life, really. He got some instruction with combat magics, versus little golemns and things. He is of generally calm and cool temperament, which helps, though there's this moment when the wolf is just bounding towards him where he lets out a sound like: "Ah-aaah!"

During this time, he sort of cringes, one leg and one arm coming up as if this is going to do something for him, expression a rather comical one of oh god oh god oh god. And then the wolf is splatted, and all is well. He clears his throat, acts like none of that happened, and mutters another spell as he closes his fists. They turn to stone. Now then! There's a target around here somewhere right? Now that he's taken forever and a day to prepare and stopped to engage in some erudite exercises of information gathering, he's just going to wade right in there before all these warriors tear their foes apart! Theoretically!

GAME: Aegis rolls weapon1+3: (11)+9+3: 23

GAME: Aegis rolls weapon1+3: (12)+9+3: 24

GAME: Aegis rolls 2d6+9: (8)+9: 17

As the Berserker engages the Trog, Aegis feels the touch of it's ally as Ashilde lends might to it's frame, and and then a cunning accuracy. With little ceremony it strides forward, flipping it's greatsword over and then rounding through the Trog with an uppercutting strike that catches it in the groin, powers halfway through it's body, and drops it's guts to the ground.

There's a twist to the blade, and a sideward yank leaves what's left of it in a steaming, twitching pile on the ground. That done, the War Golem whirls around, putting it's back to Azra to take up a defensive position, it's forearm out, blade held in one hand across it, waiting for other challenge to present itself.

GAME: Braith ends her rage.

GAME: Lorik removes the timestop.

Timestop by Lorik has left.

Sudden silence, broken only by panted breathing and the drip of blood from blade and hammer. And occasionally the crunch of a hippogriff sampling giant lizard. As calm decends again on the clearing the little group of adventurers have time to take stock.

The 'cave' is large, but not deep. The group left here as some kind of guard it seems. More cages line the walls though, empty now but large enough for creatures bigger than horses.

It also smells like a barn.

That nno one has mucked out for years.

Or changed the hay in.

A crude firepit is inside the cave, burning meat on a spit tells what the twisted trogs were doing.

Best not to think just what kind of meat it is.

A few small pouches of belongings lie haphazardly across a pair of fur piles. A sleeping area for the creatures maybe.

Otherwise the clearing is the same. An abandoned camp of some nomadic force. Gone for now.

Ah. See. It's done. Preston banishes his stone fingers, but keeps his armor in place. Flexing them, he says mildly, "They spoke of a Master. Educated. He appealed to their Shaman and made grand promises of making all 'sundwellers' their slaves. This might not just be the leavings of a random camp of followers. Whomever this individual is might be trying to build an army for some unspecified purpose. Or he might be a meglomaniac that knows you get trogs to do your bidding by making grand promises. Whomever or whatever he is, it's probably worthwhile to make sure he does not continue his business unchecked. I couldn't get much information about the 'plan,' but...it seems there is one."

<<THOK>>

The arrow downs the wolf and Kaelthilas brings his blade to a defensive position. Seconds later the second foe falls and a beat later the elf begins to turn. Pivoting in a slow circle he turns three times before pausing and then canting his head to one side.

"Lorik," the dawn elf calls loudly, "Are you, unarmed?"

Pulling a cloth from his belt as he listens for a response he lays the cloth over his forearm and swipes the greatsword across it and then flips it upward. Sheathing his sword then he uses the cloth to brush chunks of earth and gore from his scale and plate. His breathing is labored for the distance he ran though he tries to hide it with deep controlled breaths.

Looking at the litter of corpses he moves for the shallow cave and, finding none in peril, begins dutifully searching the camp. Rooting through furs, "The woods have been poorly kept," he remarks after a time hurling a ragged blanket back to the ground, "Weak minds dwell in darkness. They believe it to be eternal. Despite their calling the will be helpless before the dawn. If not us then others. If not them then the artillery upon the city walls."

The slow cant of the metal man's head follows Kael's voice, and as the Dawn Elf speaks of light and day cycles as if armies were involved it seems to stare into an abyss of misunderstanding.

"I prefer ''us''."

That said, it turns to Preston, suddenly looming over then man and reaching out to curl a great hand over his shoulder, and much of his bicep. This, meant to be a steadying motion, may be anything but.

Look, Aegis is trying to be personable!

"Tell me, did you glean where this leader might be? I would have few words for him, but decisive action."

Braith comes down from her rage, her hands returning normal and her eyes going back to their natural color as well. She takes a moment to calm herself and then puts her warhammers back on their hangers.

GAME: Aegis rolls perception: (7)+4: 11

GAME: Kaelthilas rolls perception: (12)+10: 22

GAME: Preston rolls knowledge/arcana: (11)+8: 19

GAME: Kaelthilas rolls knowledge/nature: (20)+4: 24

GAME: Braith rolls perception: (9)+7: 16

GAME: Preston rolls perception: (7)+3: 10

GAME: Braith rolls knowledge/arcana: (17)+6: 23

Preston, valiant soul that he is, only makes the ah-aah-ah /face/ of fear when Aegis puts his giant metal hand on his shoulder, rather than making the /sound./

He clears his throat and recovers quickly. "No," he says, looking up, and up. "Our search of the area might provide more, or the tracks that have already been spoken of. If not, there may be some other ways to make sure you have your chance, my good fellow."

He peers into the cave, at the cages, distaste twitching over his features, though he can't help but be curious about who or what might have been kept there. He gently extricates himself from beneath the great, metal, very personable hand he finds himself briefly beneath and goes to study them, running a hand over them. His lips curl in distaste. "/Ugh/. The magical energies in here are /foul/. I don't know the forest is producing this effect or if it's something they were doing on purpose, but it would twist anything it touched."

GAME: Preston rolls knowledge/arcana: (3)+8: 11

Kaelthilas pauses a moment. Perfect features scrutinize the war machine and then, he smiles, "Agreed."

Then he resumes his search, "This clearing has the make of a paddock," he begins crouching at turning over a leather satchel that appears to have been used as makeshift pillow, "Cats. Horses. Wolves. Beasts of war. A dire cavalry comprised of the twisted fauna."

Opening the satchel he pulls out several sheathes of paper which he sifts through while crouched and then shakes his head. He lifts the satchel in one hand while holding several of the papers in the other and approaches Preston, "Wizard," he thrusts the papers at the man in a universal sign of 'what do you make of these' and if they are taken he begins rooting through the satchel again.

It leaves Preston in it's wake, and then takes to the task of searching, as suggested. "Most of these weapons are of pitiful quality. Save for this, it seems."

Here, in it's great hand, it holds what looks to be a spear at first, but close inspection would reveal it to be Javelin of great make, masterfully crafted with an insignia carved into one end, with a horned horse rearing back and breathing fire. As if to accentuate this insignia, the blade itself is a jagged thing also meant to emulate flame, and is spouting from a base that resembles a horse's head.

Braith is looking around as well. She shakes her head, "The...things in the cages, were warped by it." she says after Preston. "They aren't normal. Not anymore." she shakes her head a bit.

Un'eth has arrived.

Preston had paused to draw the third eye upon his forehead, where it sits, glowing a faint blue. He is staring at those magical energies, and getting a headache in the staring, when the paperwork is thrust upon him. He blinks, rather like a startled, sleepy owl, and then starts going through them. /Papers/ are always of interest, especially to this pedantic soul, and he pauses to give them all the attention they deserve, which is to say he looks like he's rather blocking everything else out as he studies them.

He glances at the sigil. "Our quarry calls himself the Master of Helsteeds," he says thoughtfully. "He wants another shipment. Given the beasts that were in these cages looks like they were /literally/ breathing fire like that lance, if the scorchmarks are any indication, he has named himself well. They have trainers and trappers and all manner of things, and he's playing his audience rather well. I'd say he is definitely gathering an army. And making one nasty sort of a calvalry to go with it. I must wonder if that sigil is a bastardization of a more normal sigil, or if he simply made it up because he hit on this daft idea of making firebreathing horses out of nasty magic."

[[Category:Logs|Pulling A Thread]]

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==2014 Logs==

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|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|December 3, 2014
|[[PrP: Sinkhole Part 2a]]
|[[Kidda]],[[Thanix]],[[Kroth]],[[Yngvild]]
|-
|December 5, 2014
|[[Commitee]]
|[[Kiroth]], [[Meihui]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|December 6, 2014
|[[MEETUP: Snowball Fight!]]
|[[Aldean]], [[Godwyn]], [[Ionus]], [[Kidda]], [[Meihui]], <br />[[Silmeria]], [[Jibbom]], [[Lorien]], [[Benthus]], [[Arixillo]],<br /> [[Vroole]], [[Abrahil]], [[Munch]], [[Mikilos]], [[Zalara]], [[Stirling]], [[Talazia]]
|-
|December 9, 2014
|[[PrP: Decoy (part 2)]]
|[[Jessamy]], [[Jahnavi]]
|-
|December 11,2014
|[[Snow Play]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Rhar]], [[Autumn]], [[Aldean]], [[Amithil]]
|-
|December 12, 2014
|[[PrP: Pickety Pickety]]
|[[Nuanna]], [[Jal]], [[Amithil]], [[Vroole]], [[Thanix]]
|-
|December 13, 2014
|[[PrP: Milk Run]]
|
|-
|December 13, 2014
|[[PrP: Ambush]]
|[[Schneider]], [[Lothos]], [[Aldean]], [[Kiroth]]
|-
|December 14, 2014
|[[PrP: Trade Route]]
|[[Jahnavi]], [[Alba]], [[Amithil]], [[Jal]], [[Aevarr]], [[Tiasa]]
|-
|December 14, 2014
|[[Poetic Souls]]
|[[Tiasa]], [[Alba]], [[Raethon]], [[Stirling]], [[Bahken]]
|-
|December 16, 2014
|[[PrP: Pookems and Snookems]]
|[[Belladona]], [[Kroth]], [[Amithil]]
|-
|December 20, 2014
|[[PrP: Supplies!]]
|[[Aurala]], [[Benthus]], [[Oates]], [[Rhar]], [[Tatyannah]], and [[Zalara]]. Run by [[Ssylrath]].
|-
|December, 2014
|[[A Series of Sad Bars]]
|[[Talazia]], [[Svarshan]], [[Aldean]], [[Godwyn]]
|-
|December 22, 2014
|[[Bandit Trouble]]
|[[Azariah]], [[Brianna]], [[Kroth]], [[Vroole]], [[Yngvild]]
|-
|December 22, 2014
|[[PrP: Finding Rachel]]
|[[Eligar]], [[Aevarr]]
|-
|December 24, 2014
|[[PrP: Think of the Children!]]
|[[Jessamy]], [[Raethon]], [[Takiyah]], [[Tiasa]], and [[Vroole]], run by [[Ssylrath]]
|-
|December 25, 2014
|[[PrP: Dying Paladin]]
|[[Sophia]], [[Munch]], [[Lothos]]
|-
|December 26, 2014
|[[PrP: It's Always Bugs]]
|[[Benthus]], [[Corra]], and [[Kravar]], run by [[Ssylrath]]
|-
|December 29, 2014
|[[PrP: Rescue the Orphans 2]]
|[[Corra]], [[Godwyn]], [[Aldean]]
|-
|December 31, 2014
|[[PrP: Unwanted Residents]]
|[[Yrqeem]], [[Uraug]], [[Tiasa]],[[Kroth]]
|-
|}

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==2015 Logs==
===January===

{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
| January 2, 2015
|[[PrP: Breeding Grounds]]
|[[Silmeria]], [[Kroth]], [[Thanix]], [[Taro]]
|-
|January 4, 2015
|[[PrP: Guardians at the Gate]]
|[[Laefwyn]], [[Alakton]], [[Renfrey]], [[Pips]], [[Taro]], [[Rhar]]
|-
|January 6, 2015
|[[PrP: Scouts or just Wolves]]
|[[Alba]],[[Dain]],[[Belladona]]
|-
|January 7, 2015
|[[PrP: Do you wanna chomp a snowman?]]
|[[Aevarr]],[[Kroth]],[[Smythly]]
|-
|January 8, 2015
|[[PrP: Barney the Bear]]
|[[Kroth]], [[Terewin]], [[Blackjack]], [[Arkun]]
|-
|January 8, 2015
|[[PrP: Breeding Grounds 2]]
|[[Silmeria]], [[Pips]], [[Charis]], [[Taro]]
|-
|January 8, 2015
|[[Pubbing]]
|[[Vroole]], [[Oliver]], [[Cesran]], [[Mikilos]], [[Stjepan]]
|-
|January 9, 2015
|[[PrP:The_Cairn]]
|[[Terewin]], [[Faiza]], [[Blackjack]], [[Pips]], [[Belladona]]
|-
|January 11, 2015
|[[PrP: Missing Husband]]
|[[Bahken]], [[Flicker]]
|-
|January 11, 2015
|[[Theater Front]]
|[[Aldean]], [[Flicker]], [[Basil]], [[Mikilos]], [[Benthus]]
|-
|January 10, 2015
|[[PrP:_Goblins%3F_Bandits%3F_Stolen_babies!|PrP: Goblins and Stolen Babies]]
|Silmeria, Dain, Charis, Barsool-um
|-
|January 12, 2015
|[[Market Crash]]
|[[Tiasa]], [[Te'Andra]], [[Solace]], [[Selia]], [[Ivy]], [[Cesran]], [[Basil]], [[Flicker]], [[Audax]]
|-
|January 16, 2015
|[[PrP: Haunted Playhouse]]
|[[Belladona]], [[Yngvild]], [[Flicker]], [[Faiza]]
|-
|January 17, 2015
|[[PrP:Walk in the Woods]]
|[[Silmeria]], [[Kroth]], [[Dain]], [[Morasha]]
|-
|January 17th, 2015
|[[PrP: Doge Day Afternoon]]
|[[Faiza]], [[Terewin]], [[Rayne]], [[Bahken]], [[Tiasa]]
|-
|January 18, 2015
|[[PrP: Danger Close]]
|[[Zalara]], [[Rhar]], [[Lothos]], [[Margaret]]
|-
|January 18, 2015
|[[PrP: Lost Tower]]
|[[Zalara]], [[Rhar]], [[Renfrey]], [[Valadhiel]]
|-
|January 20, 2015
|[[PrP: A Beautiful Mine]]
|[[Kroth]], [[Silmeria]], [[Yngvild]], [[Jahnavi]], [[Morasha]], [[Daromu]]
|-
|January 21, 2015
|[[Meetup: Angoron Party!]]
|[[Yngvild]], [[Jibbom]], [[Morasha]], [[Munch]], [[Kroth]], [[Bahken]],<br /> [[Hrist]], [[Nicolai]], [[Boshter]], [[Halani]], [[Stjepan]], [[Rayne]]
|-
|January 22, 2015
|[[PrP: An Apprentice Problem]]
|[[Kiroth]], [[Lothos]], [[Rhar]], [[Margaret]]
|-
|January 25, 2015
|[[PrP: Hunter and Prey]]
|[[Lily]], [[Latenat]]
|-
|January 26, 2015
|[[A Suddenly Bad Day]]
|[[Elessa]], [[Tatyannah]], [[Lily]], [[Benthus]]
|-
|January 26, 2015
|[[Mountain Rest]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Jahnavi]]
|-
|January 27, 2015
|[[Recruitment Efforts]]
|[[Elessa]], [[Kerbasy]], [[Aldean]], [[Silmeria]], [[Cesran]]
|-
|January 30, 2015
|[[PrP: The Diary]]
|[[Charis]], [[Aevarr]], [[Stjepan]], [[Yngvild]], [[Gareth]], [[Oliver]], [[Faiza]], [[Belladona]]
|-
|January 30, 2015
|[[PrP: Portal Trouble]]
|[[Bahken]], [[Duncan]], [[Lothos]], [[Lyrana]], and [[Zarr]]. Run by [[Ssylrath]]
|-
|January 22, 2015
|[[PrP: Yippee Ki Yay]]
|[[Kroth]], [[Bennet]], [[Mara]], [[Belladona]]
|-
|January 31, 2015
|[[PrP: Clearing the Cache]]
|[[Aldean]], [[Renfrey]], [[Kiroth]], [[Margaret]]
|-
|January 31, 2015
|[[PRP: Monkey Business]]
|[[Aldean]], [[Lothos]], [[Godwyn]], [[Corra]], [[Abrahil]], [[Rhar]]
|-
|}

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==2016 Logs==
===January===

{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|January 1, 2016
|[[PrP: Sticky Situation]]
|[[Haggerty]], [[Raethon]], [[Chach]], [[MAC-B1G]], [[Sigrid]], [[Eirene]]
|-
|January 2, 2016
|[[PrP: Murderous Cannibal]]
|[[Haggerty]], [[Sigrid]], [[Kailin]], [[Malkael]]
|-
|January 5, 2016
|[[Docks Talk]]
|[[Munch]], [[Kailin]]
|-
|January 7, 2016
|[[PrP: Borders II: Raiders of the Lost Cart]]
|[[Haggerty]], [[Kailin]], [[Kaj]], [[Krom]]
|-
|January 10, 2016
|[[PrP: The Lost Boy]]
|[[Garak]], [[Munch]], [[Verna]], [[Tiasa]]
|-
|January 11, 2016
|[[PrP: Village of Glenspiel]]
|[[Haggerty]], [[Kailin]], [[Sigrid]]
|-
|January 11, 2016
|[[Woods Wizards]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Fayde]]
|-
|January 12, 2016
|[[Snipe hunt]]
|[[Munch]], [[Uneth]], [[Iadoth]]
|-
|January 13, 2016
|[[Before the Society]]
|[[Verna]], [[Solace]], [[Kailin]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|January 14, 2016
|[[PrP: Bandit Tree]]
|[[Veloria]], [[Sigrid]]
|-
|January 22, 2016
|[[PrP: Mining Job]]
|[[Kailin]], [[Sasha]], [[Drok'thar]]
|-
|January 22, 2016
|[[Meetup: Courtroom Blues: Prelude]]
|[[Kailin]], [[Stirling]], [[Veloria]]
|-
|January 23, 2016
|[[Meetup: Bardic Concert]]
|[[Kailin]], [[Stirling]], [[Aldean]], [[Jibbom]], [[Silmeria]], [[Arisha]], [[Stjepan]], [[Abrahil]], [[Serene]], [[Svarshan]], [[Verna]], [[Miruan]]
|-
|January 24, 2016
|[[PrP: Cult Leader]]
|[[Tiasa]], [[Garak]], [[Verna]], [[Alba]], and [[Nadara ]]
|-
|January 28, 2016
|[[PrP: Buried Demons]]
|[[Kailin]], [[Vasya]], [[Sully]], [[Thanix]]
|-
|January 29, 2016
|[[PrP: Demons in the Manor]]
|[[Halena]], [[Vasya]], [[Kailin]], [[Ezriya]]
|-
|January 31, 2016
|[[Blades of Hell]]
|[[Kailin]], [[Kalkorth]], [[Vasya]], [[Veloria]], [[Kevan]]
|-
|February 2, 2016
|[[A Ladle Help, Please]]
|[[Arisha]], [[Veloria]]
|-
|January 29, 2016
|[[Meetup: Fancy Party]]
|[[Vati]] [[Kailin]], [[Myrana]], [[Abrahil]], [[Jacob]], [[Charlotte]], [[Jibbom]], [[Rhar]], [[Mikilos]], [[Cesran]]
|}

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==2017 Logs==
===January===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|January 2, 2017
|[[PrP: Winter Raids]]
|[[Selerik]], [[Blauensturm]], [[Astaren]], [[Zenia]], [[Malorn]], [[Josselyn]], [[Albain]]
|-
|
|[[PrP: Troll Hunt]]
|DM: [[Elisabeth du Leoncorte|Elisabeth]], Players: [[Nasrin]], [[Sadia]], [[Hun'rar]], [[Ilmig]], [[Khera]]
|-
|January 3, 2017
|[[Scene: Penance Before Althea]]
|[[An'thirya]], [[Raethon]]
|-
|
|MEETUP: [[Hayatiento Aerie Opening]]
|Lots
|-
|January 4, 2017
|[[Scene: To Petition Eluna]]
|[[An'thirya]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|January 5, 2017
|[[Redeye Flight]]
|[[An'thirya]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|
|[[Scene: Bound to the Moon]]
|[[An'thirya]], [[Astaren]], [[Aya]], [[Dubtle]]
|-
|January 6, 2017
|[[Selerik Intros Elian to the City's Malaise]]
|[[Selerik]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|January 7, 2017
|[[A New Year Blitz]]
|[[Ollithial]], [[Sparrow]], [[Azarval]], [[Krom]]
|-
|January 9, 2017
|[[Elian Intros Pendaril to Selerik]]
|[[Selerik]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|January 9, 2017
|[[Crimson Justice!]]
|[[Astaren]], [[Aznara]], [[Cesran]], [[Mikilos]], [[Miriai]], [[Myrana]], [[Sandy]], [[Selerik]], [[Silmeria]], [[Tarragon]]
|-
|January 11, 2017
|[[About the Door Trials]]
|[[Aya]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|January 12, 2017
|[[Big Dreams and a Little Dragon]]
|[[Astaren]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|January 13, 2017
|[[Tracks to the Junkyard]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Selerik]], [[Azog]], [[Aya]], [[Pelka]]
|-
|January 16, 2017
|[[Interview: Mistress of Weasels]]
|[[Astaren]], [[Roselle]], [[Aya]]
|-
|January 18, 2017
|[[Mysterious Box Recovered]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Aya]]
|-
|January 19, 2017
|[[Checking Out the Wreck]]
|[[Munch]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|January 23, 2017
|[[Lodestones, Trails, and Spells]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Selerik]]
|-
|January 24, 2017
|[[Horse Sense]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Soren]], [[Aya]], [[Masamya]]
|-
|January 25, 2017
|[[Huldith]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Munch]]
|-
|January 26, 2017
|[[Drunken Blindfolded Target Practice]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Mayahuel]], [[Bjoric]]
|-
|January 26, 2017
|[[A Fault in the Plan]]
|[[Aya]], [[Bjoric]], [[Elisabeth du Leoncorte|Elisabeth]], [[Selerik]], [[Stjepan]], [[Fazhad]]
|-
|January 27, 2017
|[[A Conspiracy Discovered]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Fazahd]]
|-
|January 31, 2017
|PrP: [[Lady Jaquetta]]
|[[Munch]], [[Aya]]
|-
|}

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==2018 Logs==
===January===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|January 7, 2018
|[[Demons What P 10]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|January 8, 2018
|[[Oasis 9: Jewel in the Desert]]
|Beagleplot
|-
|
|[[Smaller Details pt 1]]
|[[Lucy]], [[Baz]], [[Tirrynelth]], [[Besra]], [[Granit]]
|-
|January 13, 2018
|[[Temple Bread]]
|[[Kerbasi]], [[Serraphine]], [[Azog]], [[Baz]], [[Arynel]]
|-
|
|[[Mictlan Celebration]]
|Kisaplot
|-
|January 14, 2018
|[[Demons What P 11]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|January 15, 2018
|[[Crypts and Things]]
|Beagleplot
|-
|
|[[Baz Has a Cow]]
|[[Baz]], [[Duncan]], [[Sylvi]], [[Aerilaya]], [[Kaelyn]], [[Ga'Elian]], [[An Oruch]]
|-
|
|[[Smaller Details pt 2]]
|[[Lucy]], [[Baz]], [[Tirrynelth]], [[Aerilaya]]
|-
|January 17, 2018
|[[Crypt Analysis]]
|[[Heinrich]], [[Gregor]]
|-
|January 19, 2018
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest]]
|[[Garak]], [[Raethon]], [[Hun'rar]], [[Atleti]], [[Corra]]
|-
|January 20, 2018
|[[Caravan Woes]]
|Kisaplot
|-
|
|[[Golden Cookie Bakery]]
|Astplot
|-
|January 21, 2018
|[[Demons What P 12]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|January 22, 2018
|[[Smaller Details pt 3]]
|[[Lucy]], [[Baz]], [[Tirrynelth]], [[Aerilaya]], [[Athrian]], [[Kore]]
|-
|January 24, 2018
|[[What Dreams Ae Made Of Part 3]]
|[[Aya]], [[Alba]], [[Astaren]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Hun'rar]], [[Sasha]]
|-
|January 26, 2018
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest CTD]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|January 27, 2018
|[[Inmost Sea-capades]]
|Boliplox
|-
|
|[[Team Building]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Selia]]
|-
|
|[[Tribal Strife, Part 1]]
|Boliplox
|-
|January 28, 2018
|[[Demons What P 13]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|January 29, 2018
|[[Smaller Details pt 4]]
|[[Lucy]], [[Baz]], [[Tirrynelth]], [[Aerilaya]], [[Kore]], [[Besra]]
|-
|January 31, 2018
|[[Legwork: What Dreams Ae Made Of Part 4]]
|Whirlplot
|}

===February===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|February 2, 2018
|[[Charn Embassy Part 1]]
|Boliplox
|-
|
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest CTD Part 2]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|
|[[Golden Cookie Party]]
|Astaplot
|-
|February 4, 2018
|[[Shade]]
|[[Svarshan]], er... [[Kerbasi]], [[Durrankar]], [[Astaren]], [[Stirling]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Kravar]]
|-
|February 7, 2018
|[[Legwork: What Dreams Ae Made Of Part 5]]
|[[Alba]], [[Astaren]]. [[Kisaiya]], [[Hun'rar]], [[Sasha]]
|-
|February 9, 2018
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest CTD Part 3]]
|[[Raethon]], [[Garak]], [[Leisel]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Hun'rar]], [[Mangus]]
|-
|February 10, 2018
|[[Society Call of Action!]]
|Boliplox
|-
|February 11, 2018
|[[The Mystery of the Missing Donkey]]
|[[Deryn]], [[Gregor]], [[Aech]]
|-
|
|[[Demons What P 14]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|February 12, 2018
|[[Smaller Details Part 5 - finale!]]
|[[Lucy]], [[Baz]], [[Tirrynelth]], [[Kore]], [[Granit]]
|-
|February 15, 2018
|[[Singular Part 8]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|February 16, 2018
|[[SUDDEN BADNESS]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|February 18, 2018
|[[Shade pt 2]]
|[[Kerbasi]], [[Durrankar]], [[Stirling]], [[Kravar]], [[Un'eth]]
|-
|February 20, 2018
|[[A Heth of a Time]]
|[[Chay]], [[Sarcis]], [[Sora]], [[Lucy]], [[Deryn]], [[Arynel]], [[Kore]], [[Deak]]
|-
|
|[[Cinnamon Rolls Have Eyes]]
|Astaplot
|-
|
|[[Assault on Moon Keep]]
|Sandy, Svarshan, Cesran
|-
|February 22, 2018
|[[A Balancing Act]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|February 23, 2018
|[[Charn Embassy Part 2]]
|Boliplox
|-
|
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest CTD Part 5]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|February 24, 2018
|[[The Missing Smithson]]
|Boliplox
|-
|February 25, 2018
|[[The Missing Smithson Part 2]]
|Boliplox
|-
|
|[[Demons What Part 15]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|February 27, 2018
|[[Got My Vodka, Got My Gun]]
|DM: [[Kore]] Players: [[Henrie]], [[Felicia]], [[Urso]], [[Aithil]]
|}

===March===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|March 2, 2018
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest CTD Part 6]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|March 3, 2018
|[[Tribal Strife Part 2]]
|Boliplox
|-
|March 4, 2018
|[[The Missing Smithson Part 3]]
|Boliplox
|-
|
|[[Shade Part 3]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|March 6, 2018
|[[A New Face]]
|[[Tawyse]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga’Elian]], [[Gregor]]
|-
|March 7, 2018
|[[Of Dryads and Weapons]]
|[[Walery]], [[Talia]], [[Craft]], [[Lockwood]], [[Morgan]], [[Tawyse]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|March 8, 2018
|[[Felwood Follies]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Etan]], [[Felicia]], [[Tawyse]], & [[Taleth]]
|-
|March 9, 2018
|[[Gliding and Hang-outs]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]] & [[Tawyse]]
|-
|March 9, 2018
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest CTD Part 7]]
|[[Garak]], [[Hun'rar]], [[Raethon]], [[Kira]], [[Leisel]], [[Magnus]]
|-
|March 10, 2018
|[[Society Call of Action! Part 2]]
|Boliplox
|-
|March 11, 2018
|[[Demons What Part 16]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|March 13, 2018
|[[Of Ygdrassil and Elves]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]] and [[Tawyse]]
|-
|
|[[Barwick's Undead Extravaganza]]
|[[Kore]], [[Dubtle]], [[Talia]], [[Felicia]]
|-
|March 14, 2018
|[[Meeting in Noble District]]
|[[Mittens]], [[Aithil]], [[Morgan]], [[Shagara]]
|-
|
|[[The Missing Kids]]
|[[Scorscha]], [[Talethl]], [[Morgan]], [[Mohai]], [[Deak]], [[Kore]]
|-
|March 16, 2018
|[[Bring Out Your Dead]]
|Astaplot
|-
|March 9, 2018
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest CTD Part 8]] - finale!
|[[Garak]], [[Hun'rar]], [[Raethon]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Leisel]], [[Magnus]]
|-
||March 17, 2018
|[[Society Call of Action Part 3]]
|Boliplox
|-
|
|[[Tribal Stride Part 3]]
|Boliplox
|-
|March 18, 2018
|[[Demons What Part 17]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|March 20, 2018
|[[Clean It Up]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|March 21, 2018
|[[SWAMP STRAVENGANZA!]]
|Boliplox
|-
|March 22, 2018
|[[Tiny Problem]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|March 24, 2018
|[[Was it a good Urn or a bad Urn?]]
|Boliplox
|-
|March 25, 2018
|[[Shade Part 4]]
|[[Kerbasi]], [[Durrankar]], [[Stirling]], [[Kravar]], [[Astaren]], [[Thyrson]]
|-
|March 27, 2018
|[[The Ballad of Lyranessa]]
|[[Besra]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Morgan]], [[Sandy]]
|-
|March 31, 2018
|[[Planted Problems]]
|[[Garak]], [[Aria]], [[Tarragon]], [[Latenat]], [[Magnus]], [[Ilmig]], [[Sarcis]]
|}

===April===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|April 1, 2018
|[[Criminal Acts]] (on-grid RP)
|[[Preston]], [[Desdemona]]
|-
|April 3, 2018
|[[Demon Tracks]] (on-grid RP)
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Urso]], [[Murder]]
|-
|April 5, 2018
|[[Herbs and Hunters]] (on-grid RP)
|[[Kaydin]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|April 8, 2018
|[[Ambassador Kaydin]] (on-grid RP)
|[[Fazahd]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Kaydin]]
|-
|April 8, 2018
|[[Shade Part 6]]
|[[Kerbasi]], [[Durrankar]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Kravar]], [[Astaren]], [[Stirling]]
|-
|April 9, 2018
|[[You Shall Not Pass]] (on-grid RP)
|[[Ithiliel]], [[Lorik]], [[Rori]], [[Munch]]
|-
|April 10, 2018
|[[Dragon Plans]] (on-grid RP)
|[[Kerbasi]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Astaren]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|
|[[Guardhouse Rock]]
|[[Ithiliel]], [[Lorik]], [[Rori]], [[Kaelthilas]], [[Shivani]] (GM)
|-
|April 11, 2018
|[[Wayfarer's Meet]]
|[[Ga'Elian]], [[Tilguh]], [[Razen]], [[Sora]]
|-
|April 11, 2018
|[[Rocky Mountain News]]
|[[Kaydin]], [[Murder]], [[Raethon]], [[Razen]], [[Silmeria]], [[Svarshan]]
|-
|April 12, 2018
|[[Snacks In The Temple]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Lorik]], [[Shivani]], [[Aya]], [[Jenner]]
|-
|April 13, 2018
|[[Three Casters Walk Into A Bar...]]
|[[Lorik]], [[Malik]], [[Nasrin]]
|-
|April 14, 2018
|[[Talk of Redemption]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Lorik]]
|-
|
|[[Tribal Strife Pt 4]]
|Bolplot
|-
|
|[[Stories, History, And The Undead]]
|[[Lorik]], [[Nim]], [[Aya]]
|-
|April 15, 2018
|[[Shade Part 7]]
|[[Kerbasi]], [[Durrankar]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Kravar]], [[Astaren]], [[Thyrson]]
|-
|April 17, 2018
|[[Storytime at the Ox (Meetup)]]
|[[Shivani]], [[Lorik]], [[Alba]], [[Braith]], [[Raethon]], [[Preston]], [[Kaydin]], [[Nim]], [[Karelin]], [[Kaelthilas]]
|-
|April 18, 2018
|[[Library Rules]]
|[[Lorik]], [[Mio]], [[Nasirri]], [[Morgan]], [[Zelany]]
|-
|April 18-19, 2018
|[[Ambush]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Nokkela]]
|-
|
|[[Meeting Under the Stairs]]
|[[Svarshan]], [[Murder]], [[Kaydin]], [[Silmeria]]
|-
|April 21, 2018
|[[I Beg Your Pudding?]] (PRP)
|[[Kore]], [[Bors]], [[Iadoth]] (GM)
|-
|April 24, 2018
|[[Tinier Problems]]
|[[Kaelthilas]], [[Shivani]], [[Elin]], [[Fabris]], [[Iskandar]], [[Tamrielo]], [[Azra]]
|-
|April 25, 2018
|[[Stalking the Fel]] (PRP)
|[[Kaelthilas]], [[Aegis]], [[Deak]], [[Iskandar]], [[Desdemona]], [[Sylvi]], [[Vasanna]], [[Lorik]](GM)
|-
|May 23 - April 25, 2018
|[[Clearing the Path]]
|[[Besra]], [[Felicia]], [[Granit]], [[Kore]], [[Malik]], [[Razen]], [[Sora]], [[Wilros]], [[Whirlpool]](GM)
|-
|April 27, 2018
|[[Gnome Charge!]] (PRP)
|[[Elin]], [[Iskandar]], [[Razen]], [[Taleth]], [[Astaren]](GM)
|-
|April 30, 2018
|[[Meetup: The Worst Talent Show Ever]]
|[[Constantin]], [[Vasanna]], [[Shara]], [[Kaelthilas]], [[Lorik]], [[Shivani]](GM)
|-
|May 2, 2018
|[[Pulling A Thread]] (PRP)
|[[Kaelthilas]], [[Aegis]], [[Ashilde]], [[Braith]], [[Preston]], [[Azra]], [[Lorik]](GM)
|-|}

[[Category:Logs|Recent Logs]]

Stalking the Fel

2018-04-26T03:21:04Z

Lorik: Created page with "<div style="padding:5px; background-color:#e7eaea;"> == Log Info == *Title: Stalking the Fel *Emitter: Lorik *Characters: Aegis Ftr3, Deak Clr5, Kaelthilas Rgr3, Iskandar Ftr2..."

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== Log Info ==
*Title: Stalking the Fel
*Emitter: Lorik
*Characters: Aegis Ftr3, Deak Clr5, Kaelthilas Rgr3, Iskandar Ftr2/Swb2, Desdemona Swb2, Sylvi Cav3, Vasanna Dru2
*Place: Felwood
*Time: April 25, 2018
*Summary: A group of adventurers go off to check on the Felwood. Hijinks ensue.
*APL: 4
*Encounter 1: 4 Lesser Fire Crab, 2 Tieflings, 1 Terror Wolf, 2 Unhallowed Zombies CR 5
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The Felwood.

Its a nasty. Horrible. No good bad place. Full of demons and strange larva things and all sorts of other assorted nasty. Which of course means its a perfect place for two things. The servants of a corrupted demonic force to gather 'recruits' and the best place for adventures to stick their nose into someone else's business.

Namely said Servents Of A Horrible Corrupt Demon Force.

With that in mind a newcomer to the city has organized something. An adventure. An outing as it were to check to see if they can do something to curtail the spread of the corruption or even finds hints of its source. Well hits beyond the huge glowing hole in the sky.

I mean that is the obvious one.

The Guild of course pays well for this kind of mission, so weather for honor, for glory, for gold, or for the joy of being able to mock a shadow elf who isn't good with maps, people agreed to go with him.

Split into smaller teams, the initial foray into the wood has been...well...boring.

There are a lot of strange mushrooms. Plants. Odd rocks. But nothing has even tried to kill any of the small teams of intrepid explorers that have braved the wood. Lorik thinks this might just be a bust.

He gave everyone a meeting place to meet back up, a clearing near a few game trails. And he sits there, near a large bolder, looking at a map as he waits for others of the intrepid band to arrive so they can...go home empty handed.

Sigh.

Sylvi has arrived.

Iskandar steps into the clearing, bow in hand, and casts a brief scowl back at the foliage he emerged from. But a moment later the expression fades away and he lowers his bow so the end rests on the ground and then in turn rests his hands on top of the other end, like a walking stick.

Deak stands there looking around at the surroundings and at the others. He says, "Who wants to buddy up with a priest?"

The forest does not so much part as relent as it comes from it's lonely trek through the woods, for when the order was given to move apart and scout the forest, the behemoth of a War Golem went on it's own.

Branches snap and break with it's motion.

Somewhere, a whole log, rotten from the rain, is crushed underfoot.

Then it emerges, an errant leaf or twig stuck in it's armor from it's barreling press through the forest. Bark scraped from trees and leaving the stain of corruption against what might have been steel polished to a silver shine at one point.

For those who had strayed close to it when this venture first began, they will be treated once more to the eerie sound of organic metal working under it's fullplate, a dull echo of something magical and ancient, punctuated by heavy footfalls that press grass into dirt and leave an easy trail to follow.

Ever present is one massive hand on the greatsword it wears like a human might wear a longsword. Soon it stops as others appear, giving a slow swivel of it's expressionless helmet, dark slits in the front hiding away any semblance of a face.

It has no words for it's companions, only a watchful eye as it moves in on the Shadow Elf.

Sylvi may indeed be quite short but has her dutiful cat as a mount as she follows others through the woods. "Golly, seems like such a dark place. I bet a group of gnomes could make short work of that gloom ." she notes as she rides with an axe resting on her shoulder, the black panther she rides however seems much more aware of its surroundings, watching the bushes and trees.

The wood line stirs as dawn emerges. Dressed as if prepared for a skirmish, Kaelthilas is adorned in white vestments, well-kept scale, and a light cuirass which some might preclude to be poor gear for slinking about the woods. Yet, whether by skill or heritage, one moment the woods out his way seem clear and then the next he's trudging forward from a hundred feet out with straight back and militant stride. His presence perhaps lending credence to fireside stories of Llyransei armies in full gleaming regalia who have encircled an enemy force despite scouts and without notice.

"That way seems clear," Kaelthilas speaks in precise declaration as he enters the clearing, "Only mutated flora, a three-headed fox, and a songbird that laughs like jackal."

Pulling his waters skin from his belt he uncaps it and takes a swig before giving the machine a look of reproach for its lack subterfuge but recaps the skin without comment and looks to Lorik, "If we're to stay the evening we should move on from here. I'm not eager to sample fox or sparrow from this region."

Desdemona is grounded. There was a mutiny on her ship and she unfortunately decided to side with the captain, and take care of the cargo they already had instead of staying on board. She's been doing odd jobs here and there, but when she heard that she could earn a fair amount of coin by trapsing through some woods she was keen to sign up. Granted it's been some time since she's had to plow through woods, and it's... unplesant. There are twigs, mosses, mushrooms, tiny creatures and she forgot to read the part about there being demons in this place. Still, coin was coin.

Slipping into the clearing the 'legitimate airship merchant' wipes some sweat off of her brow and shakes her head. "Ya know, if we had a proper ship? We could have been in here an hour ago." Desdemona says to Sylvi, looking down at the gnome riding the panther with a smirk. "Sadly you can't keep one in your pocket." With a pause she notices the others joining and gestures in their direction. "That must be the one who hired us."

GAME: Deak rolls Perception: (20)+6: 26

GAME: Iskandar rolls perception: (20)+8: 28

GAME: Aegis rolls perception: (7)+4: 11

GAME: Sylvi rolls perception: (20)+2: 22

GAME: Desdemona rolls perception: (3)+7: 10

GAME: Kaelthilas rolls perception: (9)+10: 19

Iskandar readies an arrow and turns slowly this way and that. "Do you hear something?" He whispers.

Lorik looks up as the others make their way into the clearing, glancing around with a smile as the rest of them look just about as empty handed as he does. "Ah no luck for anyone then. That's a shame..." A sigh and a shake of his head. "...I agree though Kael, we shouldn't try to forage around here. I'm pretty sure I saw a mushroom trying to talk to me." A pause. "Well more scream for help but it was disturbing all in all."

The shadow elf sighs before he looks back over his shoulder though towards the forest edge. "...my sister is taking a bit to get here...let me go see if I can find her..." And so he starts off.

Just as Iskandar's sharp ears pick up something. Something approaching from the south. From deeper into the woods.

"Tst," the dawn elf gives a sharp sound to the group and reaches to tug on the lobe of his left ear as he pivots smoothly upon the balls of his feet and signals a direction deeper in the woods; towards the south. He draws no weapon but puts several paces of distance between he and the others in the group to assure a loose formation.

Deak nods to Iskandar, and looks toward the sound. He lays his hand upon the enameled holy symbol on his breastplate and casts a spell. At this everyone within 10 feet of him is surrounded with a sense of holy protection.

GAME: Deak casts Magic Circle Against Evil. Caster Level: 5 DC: 16

Sylvi doesn't have anything to prepare but she does get a firm grip on her axe while comforting Thunder, he mount, with her other hand. "Something is coming, keep steady! The Knights of Happy Valley will solve this."

The War Golem turns at the warning, but not so much the sound, it's massive sword drawn as it turns, blade forward and resting over the fore of it's other arm as it waits to see what comes from the south.

Here Aegis stand stark still, blade at the ready, and in a trained knight's posture to receive an attack and counter.

Someone has taught this metal man proper warfare.

Desdemona already had her sword out, mostly because this place makes her feel uneasy. When the shadowelf starts talking she turns her head toward him, but everyone else starts getting spooked by something further in the woods. "Well that didn't take long." Not that she minds, if she's going to die a horrible death, than it might as well happen quickly. Reaching on her back she grabs her buckler and sets it into place. Despite being uncomfortable in the surroundings, she looks way too excited to be in battle.

Iskandar tilts his head to one side listening, then his eyes fly wide open. "It sounds like just what we've been looking for!" He begins to rush in that direction.

Through the trees a large Swiftclaw pounces into the clearing, jaws snapping, right where Lorik once sat on his boulder.

After the initial pounce, the creature stands up straighter, glancing about to see that its actual prey was not actually there. Vasanna's companion - Nahtatien - tilts his head to the side like a bird and then turns back toward the trees where a tall, dark elf figure emerges and frowns, arms crossed in front of her. A pout forms on her face and she glances about at the others gathered. "Really? Lorry left? That takes the fun out of everything."

Seeing the sudden shift of everyone's demeanor, she tenses, putting her hands up. "It was just me."

Talk is getting louder. Chattering of two beings in a harsh and foul language. What they are saying must be the greatest of evils. Plans that would make the hearts of lesser being quail in fright. Yes. They must be talking about the ultimate evil.

*TRANSLATED FROM ABYSSAL*

'Urgh. This is the worst. Do you think the boss will even pay us for this?'

'We're lucky if he doesn't just kill us outright.'

'Yeah. Well at least we found a few things to bring back right?'

'Yeah. Oh! Did you check out that trap we left up ahead?'

'I thought you did!'

Wait? Trap near the clearing? What trap near the clearing?!

"W-WOAH! VASA WATCH YOUR LIZARD!" The should from Lorik comes from off to the east. Apparently Nahtatien hit Lorik with his tail when he ran by and...

...well good news! Lorik found the trap.

What everyone else finds? Is something else entirely.

A small group bursts out of the treeline of the clearing, driven on by Lorik's shout and thump. A pair of reddish skinned humanoids with small horns and tails carrying crossbows. A few creatures that Kael is pretty sure were at one point fresh water crabs. Before the Felwood got hold of them and they grew to the size of a dog...and started spitting fire.

And in the lead a huge wolf. Black as midnight and eyes frozen and white. It snarls, and its voice seems to reverberate though ones soul.

Spoiler Alert Vasa. It wasn't you they heard.

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Lorik has dropped a TIMESTOP!

Please +init, then cease all roleplay and actions immediately and wait for Lorik to instruct you further.

For in-combat commands, type: +thelp.

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GAME: Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 21.

It is now Kaelthilas' turn! Desdemona is next!

GAME: Kaelthilas rolls ranged-2: (5)+6+-2: 9

GAME: Kaelthilas rolls ranged-2: (9)+6+-2: 13

GAME: Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 21.

It is now Desdemona's turn! FIRE CRAB BLAZER is next!

GAME: Vasanna rolls CompanionMelee: (9)+5: 14

Immediately as they exit the wood, a pair of white-fletched arrows zip danger-close to the group and impact somewhere in the trees behind the horde.

Kaelthilas stands with excellent poise. In a single motion he draws a longbow from at his lower back and begins feeding it arrows from the quiver to at his right shoulder. Hand to arrow. Arrow to bow. Bow to taught. Bow to Loose. Arrow at foe. Yet his haste or capability falls a bit short of the vaunted elven aim as he misses his foes but does so with excellent carriage.

GAME: Desdemona rolls weapon1: (11)+6: 17

GAME: Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 20.

It is now FIRE CRAB BLAZER's turn! Aegis is next!

GAME: Desdemona rolls 1d6+2: (3)+2: 5

GAME: Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 19.

It is now Aegis' turn! FIRE CRAB SNAPPY is next!

GAME: Aegis rolls weapon1: (14)+9: 23

GAME: Aegis rolls 2d6+9: (9)+9: 18

GAME: Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 18.

It is now FIRE CRAB SNAPPY's turn! Vasanna is next!

GAME: Lorik rolls +3: (8)++3: 11

GAME: Lorik rolls 3: (9)+3: 12

There is one reason that Desdemona chose airships over sea ships. Crabs. Their damn little pinchy claws and the beady eyes, she does not like them, even if she finds them tasty. Now that they're giant it's twice as unsettling to her. So she dashes forward with her sword and smirks. "Listen beastie." She says as hold her sword up before lunging forward and stabbing it in it's stupid crab mouth. "No one likes crabs!"

GAME: Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 18.

It is now Vasanna's turn! Iskandar is next!

The sudden explosion of action draws no motion from the War Golem as ally and enemy alike are set into motion. Still, it sees Desdemona move in for the kill on a crab skittering forward, and as if picking up a baton in a relay of motion sets to what it was built for.

It brings War to the Wolf, taking two steps forward as the Fel Wolf leaps towards the metal man and finds a sweeping rake of the blade that sends it skittering sidelong, and allows for a shearing, cleaving backswing that cuts left to right, foot to head, carving through fur and fangs and and skull to send wolf-brains scattering over crab and tree, and a single wolf ear to land at the feet of Brack.

This done, it whirls about, bringing that blade back to the ready, maneuvering the sword to receive another attack.

GAME: Vasanna rolls 5: (4)+5: 9

GAME: Vasanna rolls weapon1: (6)+4: 10

GAME: Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 16.

It is now Iskandar's turn! Brack The Tiefling is next!

GAME: Iskandar rolls weapon1: (3)+8: 11

GAME: Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 13.

It is now Brack The Tiefling's turn! FIRE CRAB BLAAAAAZE-CLAAAAAAAAW is next!

GAME: Lorik rolls 3: (13)+3: 16

GAME: Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 8.

It is now FIRE CRAB BLAAAAAZE-CLAAAAAAAAW's turn! Frack the Tiefling is next!

Iskandar pulls his arrow back and lets fly, hoping the tiefling is distracted enough from earlier shots that one more will catch him unaware. But his arrow also goes wild. Undeterred the Giantborn starts to thread his way through the fight for a closer shot.

GAME: Lorik rolls 5: (14)+5: 19

GAME: Lorik rolls 5: (13)+5: 18

Quite convinced that she had totally and utterly surprised the group, Vasanna completely missed the Abyssal speaking group approaching. It wasn't until they burst through the clearing that she actually believed it wasn't her own surprise attack that got everyone riled.

Taken aback, she draws her rapier and rushes forward toward the crab attacking Desdemona, Naht right on her heels. The Swiftclaw shrieks in challenge, and then immediately has to dodge out of the way as Vasanna darts to the side and cuts off his best angle. Naht's jaws snap at empty air and he peels to the side. Vasanna, realizing she just got in Naht's way, tries to course correct. That, in turn, throws her own swing off. Stumbling, the blade hits only grass and she lets out a grunt of frustration.

Kaydin has arrived.

Kaydin goes Kultari Road <N>.

Kaydin has left.

GAME: Lorik rolls 2d4: (2): 2

GAME: Lorik rolls 2d2: (4): 4

GAME: Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 7.

It is now Frack the Tiefling's turn! Deak is next!

GAME: Lorik rolls 3: (15)+3: 18

GAME: Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 7.

It is now Deak's turn! FIRE CRAB SPOT is next!

GAME: Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 5.

It is now FIRE CRAB SPOT's turn! Sylvi is next!

GAME: Deak casts Prayer. Caster Level: 5 DC: 16

GAME: Lorik rolls 5: (20)+5: 25

GAME: Lorik rolls 5: (7)+5: 12

GAME: Lorik rolls 5: (1)+5: 6 (EPIC FAIL)

GAME: Lorik rolls 1d4+1d2: (3)+(2): 5

GAME: Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 3.

It is now Sylvi's turn! Kaelthilas is next!

GAME: Sylvi rolls weapon1+4+1+2: (9)+8+4+1+2: 24

As combat breaks out, Deak prays to Althea for prowess in this fight. The benefits of his prayer are subtle, but our side seems blessed while the enemy seems cursed

GAME: Sylvi rolls 1d10+4+3+1: (7)+4+3+1: 15

Sylvi spurs Thunder to action, the black panther's claws pull at the forest floor and pulls the axe-wielding gnome at one of the cabs. "Fire and foes! Ride for Happy Valley!" she calls out as she splits a crab in two with her axe.

Brack franticly backs up, firing his crossbow at Isk as he moves away from the melee. "WHY ARE ADVENTURERS ALWAYS MESSING WITH OUR SCHEMES! I mean we aren't doing anything particularly nefarious this time! Just...helping...with...evelution. YOU PEOPLE SHOULD BE THANKING US!"

His shot goes wide as he backs up. "Frack! We need to do that thing!"

"What the thing we are supposed to do when we get into trouble?!"

"YES THAT THING!"

Frack shoots as Kael, but the shot glaces off the tree the elf is nearby. "Fire I'll do the thing! YOU ALL BETTER BE PREPARED! IT'S A SCARY THING!"

Meanwhile, the wolf...well it was pretty scary before it was spread all over the clearing. The crabs seem to be putting up a good fight, the one attached to Desdemona clamping down with perticular fury. Vasa would have got the same if it wasn't for Sylvi's heroic cat-based charge.

Still the battle rages on!

...and Lorik is still trying to get out of the pit trap.

"WHY DID THEY MAKE THIS SO DEEP!"

...stupid lizard.

GAME: NEW ROUND!

Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 21.

It is now Kaelthilas' turn! Desdemona is next!

GAME: Kaelthilas rolls melee+1+2+1-2: (5)+6+1+2+1+-2: 13

GAME: Kaelthilas rolls 2d6+3+1+1+3: (9)+3+1+1+3: 17

GAME: Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 21.

It is now Desdemona's turn! Aegis is next!

As the skirmish breaks out, Kaelthilas moves.

The hem of his armored vestments flow in a rustle of armored scales as he marches forward with long evenly measured strides. At the third pace he gives a subtle toss aside sending the longbow and knocked arrow into the dirt and reaches reaches to his left shoulder to grips the gilded pommel that juts beyond the white furred pelt that that adorns him as a half-cape. A subtle flick of his wrist.

Mydraahil; the blade of Dycan. The light silvery-blade hums gently as its drawn. Fully three-quarters the size of Kaelthis he spins the blade into a two-handed grip and puts its hilt center-left of his breastplate with left arm pulled tight to his torso and his right outward with bent elbow to create a spike of runed steel nearly four feet in length as a ward.

*thwip*

The blade moves in a flashing arc to a defensive position across his body. The movement of the blade somehow impacts the arrow stealing its momentum and causing it to fall impotently at the Elf's feet.

Then he's upon them. Hands move. Blade arcs in a thrum of shimmering steel. It bisects the crab-creature into two distinct halves. He nods once to Desdemona and then pivots while moving the blade into a defensive position once more.

GAME: Desdemona rolls weapon1+3: (3)+6+3: 12

GAME: Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 19.

It is now Aegis' turn! FIRE CRAB SNAPPY is next!

GAME: Aegis rolls weapon1+2+1: (16)+9+2+1: 28

GAME: Aegis rolls 2d6+10: (7)+10: 17

Brack sees it coming. The shadow growing bigger and bigger around him. He looks up at the angel of death falling towards him. Eyes wide. "...I only had two days till I could retire!!"

These oversized firecrabs are not endearing Desdemona to their spieces. The first one went down easy, probably too easy because his friends got upset and wanted to dance. One of them got way to personal with her, snapping with those damned claws and even had the nerve not to let go! She let out a string of curses, yelling at the crab to let her go while she kept her footing and was going to get a good stab at it when Kael came to the rescue. "Thanks, he didn't like that I turned down his marriage proposal. Some people can just be so clingy." She says with a strained smile. Fire crab claws hurt. She turns to stab at the other one but she just nicks his shell and gets glared at. She glares back.

GAME: Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 18.

It is now FIRE CRAB SNAPPY's turn! Vasanna is next!

GAME: Lorik rolls 3: (19)+3: 22

GAME: Lorik rolls 3: (3)+3: 6

GAME: Lorik rolls 1d2+1d4: (1)+(4): 5

GAME: Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 18.

It is now Vasanna's turn! Iskandar is next!

Arrows fly.

A lance makes contact.

Fire and blood spill and as a cold gaze slips from companion to companion, shielded by that all-encompassing metal, Aegis looks to take stock of the commanders of this raid.

It comes for him.

Metal pounds dirt and stone and dead wood, a rock should be an obstacle, but instead becomes a stepping stone for a great leap that sends a great mass of metal hurling through the sky.

Caught against the glare of an ugly sky turned red with the downward tick of the sun, it is a shadow that becomes death.

Frack will get to see best as the blade powers downward through Brack's shoulder, through ribs and lung and guts to his hip. Enough to register a terrible shock on Brack's face, his retirement his last thought, but he helps Frack out, helps him find some context for what his last might be.

Aegis turns and whirls, bringing the body with him on his sword, the thing ambling all about with it's strings cut and face locked in horror before it flies free to careen over Frack's head and land with a sickening, broken, folded mess against a tree just behind him before crumpling into a gross slump of steaming tiefling meat.

Then the bloody sword points to Frack.

"PREPARE YOURSELF!"

It's voice hails from some place deep in the gut of the mountain, a terrible grind laced with unfathomable ire, inhuman. Unfeeling.

Prepare yourself.

GAME: Vasanna rolls 5: (4)+5: 9

GAME: Vasanna rolls Weapon1: (20)+4: 24 (THREAT)

GAME: Vasanna rolls Weapon1: (9)+4: 13

GAME: Vasanna rolls 2d6: (7): 7

GAME: Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 16.

It is now Iskandar's turn! Brack The Tiefling is next!

GAME: Iskandar rolls weapon1: (1)+8: 9 (EPIC FAIL)

GAME: Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 7.

It is now Frack the Tiefling's turn! Deak is next!

Still off balance from her horrible attack, Vas is easily pincered and held by one of the crabs. Snapping down on her arm holding the rapier, she gives a gasp in pain and twists her body in an attempt to wrest herself from it. Luckily, that turn causes the second attack to lodge right into her waterskin. It douses some of the fire, but doesn't hurt her further.

Luckily, with the battlecry of the Happy Valley, Sylvi slays the creature holding her. Stumbling back and shoving the dead weight of the lifeless crab still holding limply onto her, she rolls her shoulders and sets her feet. To her side, she watches Naht leap at the nearby crab, still close enough to hurt his mistress. Though he misses, it draws the attention of the beast enough to cause it to miss a swing at her.

Gripping her rapier even tighter, she winces in pain as the dark bruising and gashes done to her arm and then smirks. With a downward swing, she cuts right into the meat of the crab still holding onto Desdemona and then continues straight through.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Says Frack as he sees the fate of his long time buddy. "I DON'T GET PAID ENOUGH FOR THIS!" He shouts as he fishes something out of his pocket and flings it to the ground.

Then he turns and just runs.

The ground where he flung the objects? It starts to quickly darken and writhe in unnatural ways before suddenly a hand covered in cracked and blackened flesh bursts forth and a horrifying and obviously very dead figure starts pulling itself out of the ground. The ground where the second object struck begins to repeat the process, the area around darkening and the vegetation becoming blighted as the undead presence tears itself out of the ground.

GAME: Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 7.

It is now Deak's turn! Sylvi is next!

GAME: Deak spends ONE use of CHANNEL ENERGY.

GAME: Deak rolls Channel: aliased to 3d6: (8): 8

GAME: Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 3.

It is now Sylvi's turn! Kaelthilas is next!

GAME: Sylvi rolls weapon1+1+4: (8)+8+1+4: 21

GAME: Sylvi rolls 1d10+4+3+1: (8)+4+3+1: 16

Deak registers the horror of the newly appearing zombies, but nurtures the health and well-being of his companions, collecting the holy power of Althea into himself then releasing it to the healing of those who have bled in this battle.

The forest floor is not obstacle for the claws of the young black panther as Sylvi guides him into another furious charge at the fleeing teifling. "Coward! Come and face the gnomish fury of Happy Valley! " she calls out as she charges, firmly planting her axe in the back of her enemy and cutting him down.

Frack is running. He's running. "I TOLD YOU IT WAS SCARY GO KILL THE SCARY ZOMBIES AND LEAVE THE INNOCENT TIEFLING ALONE!" He shouts over his shoulder as he does his level best to...well...survive.

Alas for poor Frack. That is not to be.

He doesn't even hear the silent pounce of the pather as it leaps though the air. There is simply the sudden impact, the sudden regret that he will never again be able to taste blueberry pie, and then nothing.

Meanwhile the zombies continue to claw themselves out of the ground...but...there are a lot of roots around here. It might take them a bit...

GAME: Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 1.

It is now Dougzombie's turn! Kaelthilas is next!

GAME: NEW ROUND!

Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round Three - Init 22.

It is now Lorik's turn! Kaelthilas is next!

GAME: Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round Three - Init 21.

It is now Kaelthilas' turn! Desdemona is next!

Iskandar lurches back into the clearing, blood dripping from his nose. The nose and the face around it is red from where he ran head-first into a tree. Iskandar tests the string on his bow to make sure it's still functional, seemingly more concerned with damage to his weapon than to his own face.

GAME: Kaelthilas rolls melee+1+2+1-1: (19)+6+1+2+1+-1: 28

GAME: Kaelthilas rolls melee+1+2+1-1: (10)+6+1+2+1+-1: 19

GAME: Kaelthilas rolls 2d6+3+1+1+3: (8)+3+1+1+3: 16

GAME: Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round Three - Init 21.

It is now Desdemona's turn! Aegis is next!

GAME: Desdemona rolls weapon1+1: (19)+6+1: 26 (THREAT)

GAME: Desdemona rolls weapon1+1: (18)+6+1: 25 (THREAT)

GAME: Desdemona rolls 1d6+3: (1)+3: 4

GAME: Desdemona rolls 1d6+3: (3)+3: 6

GAME: Lorik advances the initiative order.

Round Three - Init 19.

It is now Aegis' turn! Vasanna is next!

GAME: Aegis rolls weapon1+3: (9)+9+3: 21

GAME: Aegis rolls 2d6+10: (7)+10: 17

GAME: Lorik removes the timestop.

Timestop by Lorik has left.

"What kind of forest is this?!" Desdemona says after she got gnawed on again, but thankfully Deak throws some healing her way and she raises her sword to him in thanks. For a moment, it's almost as if the battle is going to be over, but then... Zombies? With a snarl she dashes forward with her rapier, still enjoying the battle even if she's getting a little chewed on. With a florish, she slashes at the zombie, giving it some gusto while she smiles.

The ground erupts in baleful power. Fetid nails pawing at the ground the hollow moan of the undead begs for some soul to end its dark existence.

Kaelthilas obliges; Pivoting smoothly upon the firmament his boots stir not a leaf he moves upon the rising dead. The shimmering zweihander pulls backward and then he pivots once more in a lethal pirouette whose delicate art would be as welcome in the court as it would upon the field of battle. The movement lends him uncanny momentum blade high, then low as he faces his foe, before back swinging once more.

The zombie is severed right shoulder to left armpit and then midway through its torso. With a firm shake of the blade it frees itself from bone and rotted guts emerging slicked with black gore as the unholy menace falls unlifeless upon the very site which conjured it.

Iskandar peers off in the direction the crabs and tieflings first came from. "I wonder if that's the last of them," he drones, voice slightly nasal. He wipes his bloody nose with the back of his gloved hand and his voice is a bit more normal when he says: "Well, that is why they hired us no doubt." He turns back to survey the clearing now. "What a battle!"

Whirling from the sight of the other tiefling being buried by an axe, Aegis turns from the gnome to see a Zombie ruined by Kael in his advance, the slight cant of his head almost seeming intrigued by that motion.

Yes, even now, the metal man is learning.

There the zombie falls, but the War Golem sees another. Two great steps carry it forward, and just as Desdemona's rapier slashes through it one way, Aegis' sword comes the other.

The effect is most impressive, and leaves three pieces of zombie flying this way and that, the putrid scent of them exploding into the air into the aftermath.

The dark slits of it's helmet turn ever so slightly to regard Desdemona, and as if unconvinced that the fight is won, that brief victory it shares with her turns to an alert pivot, bringing it's sword back around to rest atop it's other forearm.

This, it offers, to fight back to back with Des, who it has deemed a worthy combat companion.

The sounds of combat die down to be replaced with silence. Whatever passes for native fauna of this cursed forest having fled the battle long ago. The corruption created by the strange undead things remain though, blackened circles of death in the once verdant green of the forest.

It is of course about this point where Lorik, covered in fines and dirt and possibly bugs comes back in the clearing.

"...well..." A long pause. "...I see you all /did/ find something."

Kaelthilas moves the blade to a defensive position and turns slowly his gold-flecked eyes narrowed with a hawkish glare as he surveys the field about them.

He turns thrice before shoulders relax slightly and a hand leaves the blade. Procuring a fine white cloth from the space between his belt and his mail he tosses it over his left arm and moves the length of his blade along it in a cleaning gesture. The cloth becomes soaked with foulness and with a light movement of his arm he tosses it upward, catches it, and then returns it to the space at his waist.

Returning the rune blade to its place along his back he comments dryly, "Well struck, all," then asks, "Are any wounded?" He looks from person to person gaze lingering a bit longer upon Aegis whose thunderous nature is complimented by brutal fury but is soon looking to them each again. To be certain none are in grave condition or struck by the dead and looking as if they soon might turn.

A warmth spreads through Vasanna's arm, due to Deak's healing. Feeling renewed and back to full strength, she darts forward toward the zombies. Unfortunately, they're both cut down before she has any say in the matter. The question about the wounded is met with a shake of her head. "I'm fine." Rotating the wrist of the arm injured, she sheathes her rapier and moves to Naht's side. Ruffling his head scales, she checks him for claw marks or bites.

The appearance of Lorik is met with a roll of her eyes. "Of course you show up after all the trouble has gone, brother." Turning to Naht, she whispers something softly in Sylvan. Then, with a practiced and happy pounce, the beast dashes and then pounces on Lorik, intent on sitting on him.

GAME: Kaelthilas dons a cape and is now Batman! He rolls knowledge/arcana+1000: Trained Use Only: 1000

Desdemona looks at the very large war golem and tilts her head. She's seen them, sure but never battled along side one before. The fact that they turn that zombie into pieces has her grinning like a mad-woman. She understands what he's doing, turning around to take her flank and seeing as how things just sort of popped out of nowhere, she isn't keen to put her sword away yet either. She nods, she likes silent killing machines. When they're on her side that is.

"I was, but I think the priest took care of it. I don't feel like I'm horribly dying so, I consider that a win." Looking around toward the others she plants her sword on the ground and keeps ahold of the handle, looking at the others who have gathered here. "So. Whose buying?"

"What! You're pet was the one that knocked me in that pit in the first place! Why were they here though...were they collecting samples for something..." Lorik wonders this. He might actually go search something.

Which is of course when Naht lands on him.

"OOPH!" A pause. "Vasa! Get your lizar--no Naht stop with the licking! You were just chewing on some monster!"

...ah. Siblings.

Deak volunteers. "First round's on me. Y'all are so strong I never even needed to deal with those unholy zombies!" He chuckles.

It takes some time before the War Golem lowers it's guard, but soon it sheathes it's massive sword at it's hip and regards those who have gone to war with it.

Des first, a slow nod of it's head a form of acknowledgement it has for few. Then Iskandar, showing yet the fog of war on his face in that blood that drips, but also a badge of honor. Kael's ritual does not go unnoticed, one that the War Golem skips, having no cloth for it's sword.

It steps forward then, a hand going to Deak's shoulder, big enough to curl over it entirely, to grab attention, and then point towards Iskandar's injury.

Finally it regards Vas and her companion, and Lorik, the War Golem's would-be trainee, turned to furniture for lizard ass.

The sound it makes, a low rumbling derision, is not one of approval.

With no comment to anyone, it turns, heading for home. Heading, it seems, for the guild.

Iskandar watches Aegis go. "War Golem? So stone golems sfe made of rock, iron golems of metal - and war golems are made of war?" Once he's healed he flashes a broad grin. "That's better!" he nods in gratitude to Deak.

[[Category:|Stalking the Fel]]

Recent Logs

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==2014 Logs==

{{TableMain}}
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|Date
|Log
|People
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|December 3, 2014
|[[PrP: Sinkhole Part 2a]]
|[[Kidda]],[[Thanix]],[[Kroth]],[[Yngvild]]
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|December 5, 2014
|[[Commitee]]
|[[Kiroth]], [[Meihui]], [[Mikilos]]
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|December 6, 2014
|[[MEETUP: Snowball Fight!]]
|[[Aldean]], [[Godwyn]], [[Ionus]], [[Kidda]], [[Meihui]], <br />[[Silmeria]], [[Jibbom]], [[Lorien]], [[Benthus]], [[Arixillo]],<br /> [[Vroole]], [[Abrahil]], [[Munch]], [[Mikilos]], [[Zalara]], [[Stirling]], [[Talazia]]
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|December 9, 2014
|[[PrP: Decoy (part 2)]]
|[[Jessamy]], [[Jahnavi]]
|-
|December 11,2014
|[[Snow Play]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Rhar]], [[Autumn]], [[Aldean]], [[Amithil]]
|-
|December 12, 2014
|[[PrP: Pickety Pickety]]
|[[Nuanna]], [[Jal]], [[Amithil]], [[Vroole]], [[Thanix]]
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|December 13, 2014
|[[PrP: Milk Run]]
|
|-
|December 13, 2014
|[[PrP: Ambush]]
|[[Schneider]], [[Lothos]], [[Aldean]], [[Kiroth]]
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|December 14, 2014
|[[PrP: Trade Route]]
|[[Jahnavi]], [[Alba]], [[Amithil]], [[Jal]], [[Aevarr]], [[Tiasa]]
|-
|December 14, 2014
|[[Poetic Souls]]
|[[Tiasa]], [[Alba]], [[Raethon]], [[Stirling]], [[Bahken]]
|-
|December 16, 2014
|[[PrP: Pookems and Snookems]]
|[[Belladona]], [[Kroth]], [[Amithil]]
|-
|December 20, 2014
|[[PrP: Supplies!]]
|[[Aurala]], [[Benthus]], [[Oates]], [[Rhar]], [[Tatyannah]], and [[Zalara]]. Run by [[Ssylrath]].
|-
|December, 2014
|[[A Series of Sad Bars]]
|[[Talazia]], [[Svarshan]], [[Aldean]], [[Godwyn]]
|-
|December 22, 2014
|[[Bandit Trouble]]
|[[Azariah]], [[Brianna]], [[Kroth]], [[Vroole]], [[Yngvild]]
|-
|December 22, 2014
|[[PrP: Finding Rachel]]
|[[Eligar]], [[Aevarr]]
|-
|December 24, 2014
|[[PrP: Think of the Children!]]
|[[Jessamy]], [[Raethon]], [[Takiyah]], [[Tiasa]], and [[Vroole]], run by [[Ssylrath]]
|-
|December 25, 2014
|[[PrP: Dying Paladin]]
|[[Sophia]], [[Munch]], [[Lothos]]
|-
|December 26, 2014
|[[PrP: It's Always Bugs]]
|[[Benthus]], [[Corra]], and [[Kravar]], run by [[Ssylrath]]
|-
|December 29, 2014
|[[PrP: Rescue the Orphans 2]]
|[[Corra]], [[Godwyn]], [[Aldean]]
|-
|December 31, 2014
|[[PrP: Unwanted Residents]]
|[[Yrqeem]], [[Uraug]], [[Tiasa]],[[Kroth]]
|-
|}

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==2015 Logs==
===January===

{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
| January 2, 2015
|[[PrP: Breeding Grounds]]
|[[Silmeria]], [[Kroth]], [[Thanix]], [[Taro]]
|-
|January 4, 2015
|[[PrP: Guardians at the Gate]]
|[[Laefwyn]], [[Alakton]], [[Renfrey]], [[Pips]], [[Taro]], [[Rhar]]
|-
|January 6, 2015
|[[PrP: Scouts or just Wolves]]
|[[Alba]],[[Dain]],[[Belladona]]
|-
|January 7, 2015
|[[PrP: Do you wanna chomp a snowman?]]
|[[Aevarr]],[[Kroth]],[[Smythly]]
|-
|January 8, 2015
|[[PrP: Barney the Bear]]
|[[Kroth]], [[Terewin]], [[Blackjack]], [[Arkun]]
|-
|January 8, 2015
|[[PrP: Breeding Grounds 2]]
|[[Silmeria]], [[Pips]], [[Charis]], [[Taro]]
|-
|January 8, 2015
|[[Pubbing]]
|[[Vroole]], [[Oliver]], [[Cesran]], [[Mikilos]], [[Stjepan]]
|-
|January 9, 2015
|[[PrP:The_Cairn]]
|[[Terewin]], [[Faiza]], [[Blackjack]], [[Pips]], [[Belladona]]
|-
|January 11, 2015
|[[PrP: Missing Husband]]
|[[Bahken]], [[Flicker]]
|-
|January 11, 2015
|[[Theater Front]]
|[[Aldean]], [[Flicker]], [[Basil]], [[Mikilos]], [[Benthus]]
|-
|January 10, 2015
|[[PrP:_Goblins%3F_Bandits%3F_Stolen_babies!|PrP: Goblins and Stolen Babies]]
|Silmeria, Dain, Charis, Barsool-um
|-
|January 12, 2015
|[[Market Crash]]
|[[Tiasa]], [[Te'Andra]], [[Solace]], [[Selia]], [[Ivy]], [[Cesran]], [[Basil]], [[Flicker]], [[Audax]]
|-
|January 16, 2015
|[[PrP: Haunted Playhouse]]
|[[Belladona]], [[Yngvild]], [[Flicker]], [[Faiza]]
|-
|January 17, 2015
|[[PrP:Walk in the Woods]]
|[[Silmeria]], [[Kroth]], [[Dain]], [[Morasha]]
|-
|January 17th, 2015
|[[PrP: Doge Day Afternoon]]
|[[Faiza]], [[Terewin]], [[Rayne]], [[Bahken]], [[Tiasa]]
|-
|January 18, 2015
|[[PrP: Danger Close]]
|[[Zalara]], [[Rhar]], [[Lothos]], [[Margaret]]
|-
|January 18, 2015
|[[PrP: Lost Tower]]
|[[Zalara]], [[Rhar]], [[Renfrey]], [[Valadhiel]]
|-
|January 20, 2015
|[[PrP: A Beautiful Mine]]
|[[Kroth]], [[Silmeria]], [[Yngvild]], [[Jahnavi]], [[Morasha]], [[Daromu]]
|-
|January 21, 2015
|[[Meetup: Angoron Party!]]
|[[Yngvild]], [[Jibbom]], [[Morasha]], [[Munch]], [[Kroth]], [[Bahken]],<br /> [[Hrist]], [[Nicolai]], [[Boshter]], [[Halani]], [[Stjepan]], [[Rayne]]
|-
|January 22, 2015
|[[PrP: An Apprentice Problem]]
|[[Kiroth]], [[Lothos]], [[Rhar]], [[Margaret]]
|-
|January 25, 2015
|[[PrP: Hunter and Prey]]
|[[Lily]], [[Latenat]]
|-
|January 26, 2015
|[[A Suddenly Bad Day]]
|[[Elessa]], [[Tatyannah]], [[Lily]], [[Benthus]]
|-
|January 26, 2015
|[[Mountain Rest]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Jahnavi]]
|-
|January 27, 2015
|[[Recruitment Efforts]]
|[[Elessa]], [[Kerbasy]], [[Aldean]], [[Silmeria]], [[Cesran]]
|-
|January 30, 2015
|[[PrP: The Diary]]
|[[Charis]], [[Aevarr]], [[Stjepan]], [[Yngvild]], [[Gareth]], [[Oliver]], [[Faiza]], [[Belladona]]
|-
|January 30, 2015
|[[PrP: Portal Trouble]]
|[[Bahken]], [[Duncan]], [[Lothos]], [[Lyrana]], and [[Zarr]]. Run by [[Ssylrath]]
|-
|January 22, 2015
|[[PrP: Yippee Ki Yay]]
|[[Kroth]], [[Bennet]], [[Mara]], [[Belladona]]
|-
|January 31, 2015
|[[PrP: Clearing the Cache]]
|[[Aldean]], [[Renfrey]], [[Kiroth]], [[Margaret]]
|-
|January 31, 2015
|[[PRP: Monkey Business]]
|[[Aldean]], [[Lothos]], [[Godwyn]], [[Corra]], [[Abrahil]], [[Rhar]]
|-
|}

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==2016 Logs==
===January===

{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|January 1, 2016
|[[PrP: Sticky Situation]]
|[[Haggerty]], [[Raethon]], [[Chach]], [[MAC-B1G]], [[Sigrid]], [[Eirene]]
|-
|January 2, 2016
|[[PrP: Murderous Cannibal]]
|[[Haggerty]], [[Sigrid]], [[Kailin]], [[Malkael]]
|-
|January 5, 2016
|[[Docks Talk]]
|[[Munch]], [[Kailin]]
|-
|January 7, 2016
|[[PrP: Borders II: Raiders of the Lost Cart]]
|[[Haggerty]], [[Kailin]], [[Kaj]], [[Krom]]
|-
|January 10, 2016
|[[PrP: The Lost Boy]]
|[[Garak]], [[Munch]], [[Verna]], [[Tiasa]]
|-
|January 11, 2016
|[[PrP: Village of Glenspiel]]
|[[Haggerty]], [[Kailin]], [[Sigrid]]
|-
|January 11, 2016
|[[Woods Wizards]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Fayde]]
|-
|January 12, 2016
|[[Snipe hunt]]
|[[Munch]], [[Uneth]], [[Iadoth]]
|-
|January 13, 2016
|[[Before the Society]]
|[[Verna]], [[Solace]], [[Kailin]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|January 14, 2016
|[[PrP: Bandit Tree]]
|[[Veloria]], [[Sigrid]]
|-
|January 22, 2016
|[[PrP: Mining Job]]
|[[Kailin]], [[Sasha]], [[Drok'thar]]
|-
|January 22, 2016
|[[Meetup: Courtroom Blues: Prelude]]
|[[Kailin]], [[Stirling]], [[Veloria]]
|-
|January 23, 2016
|[[Meetup: Bardic Concert]]
|[[Kailin]], [[Stirling]], [[Aldean]], [[Jibbom]], [[Silmeria]], [[Arisha]], [[Stjepan]], [[Abrahil]], [[Serene]], [[Svarshan]], [[Verna]], [[Miruan]]
|-
|January 24, 2016
|[[PrP: Cult Leader]]
|[[Tiasa]], [[Garak]], [[Verna]], [[Alba]], and [[Nadara ]]
|-
|January 28, 2016
|[[PrP: Buried Demons]]
|[[Kailin]], [[Vasya]], [[Sully]], [[Thanix]]
|-
|January 29, 2016
|[[PrP: Demons in the Manor]]
|[[Halena]], [[Vasya]], [[Kailin]], [[Ezriya]]
|-
|January 31, 2016
|[[Blades of Hell]]
|[[Kailin]], [[Kalkorth]], [[Vasya]], [[Veloria]], [[Kevan]]
|-
|February 2, 2016
|[[A Ladle Help, Please]]
|[[Arisha]], [[Veloria]]
|-
|January 29, 2016
|[[Meetup: Fancy Party]]
|[[Vati]] [[Kailin]], [[Myrana]], [[Abrahil]], [[Jacob]], [[Charlotte]], [[Jibbom]], [[Rhar]], [[Mikilos]], [[Cesran]]
|}

'''[[Archived_Logs|More...]]'''

==2017 Logs==
===January===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|January 2, 2017
|[[PrP: Winter Raids]]
|[[Selerik]], [[Blauensturm]], [[Astaren]], [[Zenia]], [[Malorn]], [[Josselyn]], [[Albain]]
|-
|
|[[PrP: Troll Hunt]]
|DM: [[Elisabeth du Leoncorte|Elisabeth]], Players: [[Nasrin]], [[Sadia]], [[Hun'rar]], [[Ilmig]], [[Khera]]
|-
|January 3, 2017
|[[Scene: Penance Before Althea]]
|[[An'thirya]], [[Raethon]]
|-
|
|MEETUP: [[Hayatiento Aerie Opening]]
|Lots
|-
|January 4, 2017
|[[Scene: To Petition Eluna]]
|[[An'thirya]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|January 5, 2017
|[[Redeye Flight]]
|[[An'thirya]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|
|[[Scene: Bound to the Moon]]
|[[An'thirya]], [[Astaren]], [[Aya]], [[Dubtle]]
|-
|January 6, 2017
|[[Selerik Intros Elian to the City's Malaise]]
|[[Selerik]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|January 7, 2017
|[[A New Year Blitz]]
|[[Ollithial]], [[Sparrow]], [[Azarval]], [[Krom]]
|-
|January 9, 2017
|[[Elian Intros Pendaril to Selerik]]
|[[Selerik]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|January 9, 2017
|[[Crimson Justice!]]
|[[Astaren]], [[Aznara]], [[Cesran]], [[Mikilos]], [[Miriai]], [[Myrana]], [[Sandy]], [[Selerik]], [[Silmeria]], [[Tarragon]]
|-
|January 11, 2017
|[[About the Door Trials]]
|[[Aya]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|January 12, 2017
|[[Big Dreams and a Little Dragon]]
|[[Astaren]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|January 13, 2017
|[[Tracks to the Junkyard]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Selerik]], [[Azog]], [[Aya]], [[Pelka]]
|-
|January 16, 2017
|[[Interview: Mistress of Weasels]]
|[[Astaren]], [[Roselle]], [[Aya]]
|-
|January 18, 2017
|[[Mysterious Box Recovered]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Aya]]
|-
|January 19, 2017
|[[Checking Out the Wreck]]
|[[Munch]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|January 23, 2017
|[[Lodestones, Trails, and Spells]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Selerik]]
|-
|January 24, 2017
|[[Horse Sense]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Soren]], [[Aya]], [[Masamya]]
|-
|January 25, 2017
|[[Huldith]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Munch]]
|-
|January 26, 2017
|[[Drunken Blindfolded Target Practice]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Mayahuel]], [[Bjoric]]
|-
|January 26, 2017
|[[A Fault in the Plan]]
|[[Aya]], [[Bjoric]], [[Elisabeth du Leoncorte|Elisabeth]], [[Selerik]], [[Stjepan]], [[Fazhad]]
|-
|January 27, 2017
|[[A Conspiracy Discovered]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Fazahd]]
|-
|January 31, 2017
|PrP: [[Lady Jaquetta]]
|[[Munch]], [[Aya]]
|-
|}

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==2018 Logs==
===January===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|January 7, 2018
|[[Demons What P 10]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|January 8, 2018
|[[Oasis 9: Jewel in the Desert]]
|Beagleplot
|-
|
|[[Smaller Details pt 1]]
|[[Lucy]], [[Baz]], [[Tirrynelth]], [[Besra]], [[Granit]]
|-
|January 13, 2018
|[[Temple Bread]]
|[[Kerbasi]], [[Serraphine]], [[Azog]], [[Baz]], [[Arynel]]
|-
|
|[[Mictlan Celebration]]
|Kisaplot
|-
|January 14, 2018
|[[Demons What P 11]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|January 15, 2018
|[[Crypts and Things]]
|Beagleplot
|-
|
|[[Baz Has a Cow]]
|[[Baz]], [[Duncan]], [[Sylvi]], [[Aerilaya]], [[Kaelyn]], [[Ga'Elian]], [[An Oruch]]
|-
|
|[[Smaller Details pt 2]]
|[[Lucy]], [[Baz]], [[Tirrynelth]], [[Aerilaya]]
|-
|January 17, 2018
|[[Crypt Analysis]]
|[[Heinrich]], [[Gregor]]
|-
|January 19, 2018
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest]]
|[[Garak]], [[Raethon]], [[Hun'rar]], [[Atleti]], [[Corra]]
|-
|January 20, 2018
|[[Caravan Woes]]
|Kisaplot
|-
|
|[[Golden Cookie Bakery]]
|Astplot
|-
|January 21, 2018
|[[Demons What P 12]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|January 22, 2018
|[[Smaller Details pt 3]]
|[[Lucy]], [[Baz]], [[Tirrynelth]], [[Aerilaya]], [[Athrian]], [[Kore]]
|-
|January 24, 2018
|[[What Dreams Ae Made Of Part 3]]
|[[Aya]], [[Alba]], [[Astaren]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Hun'rar]], [[Sasha]]
|-
|January 26, 2018
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest CTD]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|January 27, 2018
|[[Inmost Sea-capades]]
|Boliplox
|-
|
|[[Team Building]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Selia]]
|-
|
|[[Tribal Strife, Part 1]]
|Boliplox
|-
|January 28, 2018
|[[Demons What P 13]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|January 29, 2018
|[[Smaller Details pt 4]]
|[[Lucy]], [[Baz]], [[Tirrynelth]], [[Aerilaya]], [[Kore]], [[Besra]]
|-
|January 31, 2018
|[[Legwork: What Dreams Ae Made Of Part 4]]
|Whirlplot
|}

===February===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|February 2, 2018
|[[Charn Embassy Part 1]]
|Boliplox
|-
|
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest CTD Part 2]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|
|[[Golden Cookie Party]]
|Astaplot
|-
|February 4, 2018
|[[Shade]]
|[[Svarshan]], er... [[Kerbasi]], [[Durrankar]], [[Astaren]], [[Stirling]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Kravar]]
|-
|February 7, 2018
|[[Legwork: What Dreams Ae Made Of Part 5]]
|[[Alba]], [[Astaren]]. [[Kisaiya]], [[Hun'rar]], [[Sasha]]
|-
|February 9, 2018
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest CTD Part 3]]
|[[Raethon]], [[Garak]], [[Leisel]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Hun'rar]], [[Mangus]]
|-
|February 10, 2018
|[[Society Call of Action!]]
|Boliplox
|-
|February 11, 2018
|[[The Mystery of the Missing Donkey]]
|[[Deryn]], [[Gregor]], [[Aech]]
|-
|
|[[Demons What P 14]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|February 12, 2018
|[[Smaller Details Part 5 - finale!]]
|[[Lucy]], [[Baz]], [[Tirrynelth]], [[Kore]], [[Granit]]
|-
|February 15, 2018
|[[Singular Part 8]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|February 16, 2018
|[[SUDDEN BADNESS]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|February 18, 2018
|[[Shade pt 2]]
|[[Kerbasi]], [[Durrankar]], [[Stirling]], [[Kravar]], [[Un'eth]]
|-
|February 20, 2018
|[[A Heth of a Time]]
|[[Chay]], [[Sarcis]], [[Sora]], [[Lucy]], [[Deryn]], [[Arynel]], [[Kore]], [[Deak]]
|-
|
|[[Cinnamon Rolls Have Eyes]]
|Astaplot
|-
|
|[[Assault on Moon Keep]]
|Sandy, Svarshan, Cesran
|-
|February 22, 2018
|[[A Balancing Act]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|February 23, 2018
|[[Charn Embassy Part 2]]
|Boliplox
|-
|
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest CTD Part 5]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|February 24, 2018
|[[The Missing Smithson]]
|Boliplox
|-
|February 25, 2018
|[[The Missing Smithson Part 2]]
|Boliplox
|-
|
|[[Demons What Part 15]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|February 27, 2018
|[[Got My Vodka, Got My Gun]]
|DM: [[Kore]] Players: [[Henrie]], [[Felicia]], [[Urso]], [[Aithil]]
|}

===March===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|March 2, 2018
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest CTD Part 6]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|March 3, 2018
|[[Tribal Strife Part 2]]
|Boliplox
|-
|March 4, 2018
|[[The Missing Smithson Part 3]]
|Boliplox
|-
|
|[[Shade Part 3]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|March 6, 2018
|[[A New Face]]
|[[Tawyse]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga’Elian]], [[Gregor]]
|-
|March 7, 2018
|[[Of Dryads and Weapons]]
|[[Walery]], [[Talia]], [[Craft]], [[Lockwood]], [[Morgan]], [[Tawyse]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|March 8, 2018
|[[Felwood Follies]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Etan]], [[Felicia]], [[Tawyse]], & [[Taleth]]
|-
|March 9, 2018
|[[Gliding and Hang-outs]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]] & [[Tawyse]]
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|March 9, 2018
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest CTD Part 7]]
|[[Garak]], [[Hun'rar]], [[Raethon]], [[Kira]], [[Leisel]], [[Magnus]]
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|March 10, 2018
|[[Society Call of Action! Part 2]]
|Boliplox
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|March 11, 2018
|[[Demons What Part 16]]
|Whirlplot
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|March 13, 2018
|[[Of Ygdrassil and Elves]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]] and [[Tawyse]]
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|[[Barwick's Undead Extravaganza]]
|[[Kore]], [[Dubtle]], [[Talia]], [[Felicia]]
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|March 14, 2018
|[[Meeting in Noble District]]
|[[Mittens]], [[Aithil]], [[Morgan]], [[Shagara]]
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|[[The Missing Kids]]
|[[Scorscha]], [[Talethl]], [[Morgan]], [[Mohai]], [[Deak]], [[Kore]]
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|March 16, 2018
|[[Bring Out Your Dead]]
|Astaplot
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|March 9, 2018
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest CTD Part 8]] - finale!
|[[Garak]], [[Hun'rar]], [[Raethon]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Leisel]], [[Magnus]]
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||March 17, 2018
|[[Society Call of Action Part 3]]
|Boliplox
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|[[Tribal Stride Part 3]]
|Boliplox
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|March 18, 2018
|[[Demons What Part 17]]
|Whirlplot
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|March 20, 2018
|[[Clean It Up]]
|Whirlplot
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|March 21, 2018
|[[SWAMP STRAVENGANZA!]]
|Boliplox
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|March 22, 2018
|[[Tiny Problem]]
|Whirlplot
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|March 24, 2018
|[[Was it a good Urn or a bad Urn?]]
|Boliplox
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|March 25, 2018
|[[Shade Part 4]]
|[[Kerbasi]], [[Durrankar]], [[Stirling]], [[Kravar]], [[Astaren]], [[Thyrson]]
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|March 27, 2018
|[[The Ballad of Lyranessa]]
|[[Besra]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Morgan]], [[Sandy]]
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===April===
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|Log
|People
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|April 3, 2018
|[[Demon Tracks]] (on-grid RP)
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Urso]], [[Murder]]
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|April 5, 2018
|[[Herbs and Hunters]] (on-grid RP)
|[[Kaydin]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
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|April 8, 2018
|[[Ambassador Kaydin]] (on-grid RP)
|[[Fazahd]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Kaydin]]
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|April 8, 2018
|[[Shade Part 6]]
|[[Kerbasi]], [[Durrankar]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Kravar]], [[Astaren]], [[Stirling]]
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|April 9, 2018
|[[You Shall Not Pass]] (on-grid RP)
|[[Ithiliel]], [[Lorik]], [[Rori]], [[Munch]]
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|April 10, 2018
|[[Dragon Plans]] (on-grid RP)
|[[Kerbasi]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Astaren]], [[Mikilos]]
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|[[Guardhouse Rock]]
|[[Ithiliel]], [[Lorik]], [[Rori]], [[Kaelthilas]], [[Shivani]] (GM)
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|April 12, 2018
|[[Snacks In The Temple]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Lorik]], [[Shivani]], [[Aya]], [[Jenner]]
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|April 13, 2018
|[[Three Casters Walk Into A Bar...]]
|[[Lorik]], [[Malik]], [[Nasrin]]
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|April 14, 2018
|[[Talk of Redemption]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Lorik]]
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|[[Tribal Strife Pt 4]]
|Bolplot
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|[[Stories, History, And The Undead]]
|[[Lorik]], [[Nim]], [[Aya]]
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|April 15, 2018
|[[Shade Part 7]]
|[[Kerbasi]], [[Durrankar]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Kravar]], [[Astaren]], [[Thyrson]]
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|April 17, 2018
|[[Storytime at the Ox (Meetup)]]
|[[Shivani]], [[Lorik]], [[Alba]], [[Braith]], [[Raethon]], [[Preston]], [[Kaydin]], [[Nim]], [[Karelin]], [[Kaelthilas]]
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|April 18, 2018
|[[Library Rules]]
|[[Lorik]], [[Mio]], [[Nasirri]], [[Morgan]], [[Zelany]]
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|April 18-19, 2018
|[[Ambush]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Nokkela]]
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|[[Meeting Under the Stairs]]
|[[Svarshan]], [[Murder]], [[Kaydin]], [[Silmeria]]
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|April 21, 2018
|[[I Beg Your Pudding?]] (PRP)
|[[Kore]], [[Bors]], [[Iadoth]] (GM)
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|April 25, 2018
|[[Stalking the Fel]] (PRP)
|[[Kaelthilas]], [[Aegis]], [[Deak]], [[Iskandar]], [[Desdemona]], [[Sylvi]], [[Vasanna]], [[Lorik]](GM)
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|}

[[Category:Logs|Recent Logs]]

Library Rules

2018-04-19T00:52:11Z

Lorik: Created page with "-=--=--=--=--=<* A14: Sage Orum's Plaza, University District *>-=--=--=--=--=- Named after one of Alexandria's most learned (and perhaps addled) minds, the new Univ..."

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Named after one of Alexandria's most learned (and perhaps addled) minds, the new University District of the city contains a number of entertainment spots as well as areas of culture and learning. Though many structures and sculptures can be found here, two buildings dominate the plaza with an air of friendly animosity--the grand buildings of the Society for Progressive Arcanists and the Artificer's Guild.

Poised on opposite sides of the central plaza, the two face one another like old misers, each uncertain as to what the other's up to, and pranks between students are a rule of thumb. A series of levies and fines exists should they get too far out of hand, though at times the results may be spectacular. Performers often make use of the great plaza by filling it with music, and rare is the visit without passing a performer's hat or three, five, or nine. Likewise, ramshackle shops selling every sort of magic bauble line the ways, all of varying (and often questionable) quality. A grand statue of Sage Orum overlooks it all, his expression slightly perplexed perhaps, at its mixture of grandeur, invention, glass-filled baubles, and chaos.

At the far end of the area, is the city library. From public records to research into the history of the city and the region itself, there is much one can learn at the city library. Many stories tall, the building towers up over well-lit, tightly-packed cobblestone streets.

In the distance, the Redridge Mountains rise overhead in all their glory. At their peaks, one can see the airships docking, landing, and flying off again under the banners of not only Alexandria but many great nations.

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The sky is bright, the sun is shining. Its a glorious day in the plaza and street venders hawk the latest in passing foodstuffs and performers play their trade between the two massive edifices of learning. Which is why it might be slighly odd for one figure to have his cloak pulled up and his eyes firmly on the ground ahead of him. It might seem less strange when the realization that said figure happens to be a shadow elf.

The sky is very big and the sun very bright. The latter of which hurts his eyes at times, and the former...well. The illogical notion that he might fly off into the sky with nothing above his head sometimes takes him. So its just best not to look.

Lorik is still getting used to his new home after all.

What does draw his attention though is the massive doors of the library that stand before him and he blinks in suprise as he stands there. "No guards." He murmurs to himself. "No line to get in. No one to bribe and beg. Maybe...you have to take a blood oath to check out books?" A pause. "No thats silly but....they can't let you just /look/ can they."

...yes. He sometimes talks to himself.

They are rare-- known, but rare. Perhaps not so much as the shadow elven, but at least Egalrin do not fear falling into the sky!

Nasirri plies her steps with a graceful joy, confidence and curiosity as she moves. Staff borne in one hand, and in the crook of her arm-- knowledge, learning. A book marked with careful, spiderweb-lettering runic lettering. The bright feathered strider is in no hurry to arrive at the library entry; the wind stirs golden feathers, and the quiet tune she murmurs is faint, dreaming.

"Forgive," she adds absently, stepping around a certain Mul'niessa standing near center path!

"Now I admit I'm not from around here," comes a somewhat lilting voice from off to the side. "But back home books are just kind of there. But then, I grew up in a monastery, so what do I know."

The source of the voice is a mostly-Xian woman, ambling along on sandaled feet with her hands draping off of a curved, sheathed sword resting across her shoulders. "But hey, at the very least I bet they'll let you keep your blood. I hear you kinda need that stuff."

Nasirri has reconnected.

"Ah pardon me!" Lorik says as he steps aside for Nasirri to pass. There is admiration as he glances at the beautiful leattering of the book and the fine golden shine of her feathers. But he shakes his head for a moment, glancing up at the sound of a new voice.

"Ah," And there is a moment he looks somewhat embarrassed. "I just arrived in the city last week and where I come from books were...a luxury to say the least. There were procedures you had to go to see them..." There is a bright bit of a smile, wry and amused before he adds. "So I've heard too. I got a very painful demonstration of that a few days ago but..."

His gaze shifts back towards Nasirri as she walks. "Ah, pardon me. I'm sorry to bother you but...how do you check books out here?"

t"Seems like it might be easier to just go in and see- people around here have been friendly ao far," muses the human woman, shrugging against the scabbard on her shoulders.

"Besides, it looks pretty open to me, and I've always found that the easiest thing to do is- well, not get caught, but if you must- ask forgiveness, not permission."

Lorik's smile widens as mischief fills his gold eyes for a moment. "You know, I've always found the same to be true." He adds wryly. "Maybe that is why I'm here in the first place." He pauses a moment though as if remembering something. "My name is Lorik though. I mean it's not /really/ my name, but Lorik is much easier to pronounce than my full name." He adds with a flash of a grin as he reaches up to pull his hood away from his face.

Sunlight catches on the silver hoops in his ears as he glances towards the library. "Well nothing ventured right?" He asks of the lady before he steps up and pushes the door open, there is a slight tencing of his shoulders as if he's expecting a shout. Or arrows. or magic smiting...

...but when none of that happens he is more than relieved.

"No this place isn't anything like home at all."

"I'm Mio," she returns cheerfully, and drops her left hand from its resting place as if to offer it forth- but then the man is off.

"See? Told you. Not much like my home either- but still a nice place all the same. What brings you to a library, anyways? I'll admit I was more the sort to avoid my lessons as a child."

"Mio..." Lorik says the name slowly, as if trying to remember it. He would be mortified if he realised he made a mistake in greeting someone, at least he would if he wasn't distracted by all the books.

So many books.

Books upon books upon books.

Eyes wide for a moment he shakes his head slightly to clear it before glancing back towards his new friend to try to concentrate on her question. He flashes her a grin once more, sharp and amused. "I should have taken your word for it, but old habits of the past hundred years or so and hard to break. As for the why...well I went with a group to the Fellwood and were attacked by a...strange beast. I thought I might see if I can find information on it, just so I can be prepared for it the next time it happens."

A pause.

"I'm beginning to realize that many of the missions with the Guild involve beasts trying to eat you."

"Sounds more exciting than reading about it," notes Mio, waving it off with her left as she flips the sword back down to her side, holding it by the scabbard with her right.

Her head tilts and her eyebrows rise a little as she surveys the building, however. "Alright, but even I have to admit this is fairly impressive. Doubly since we had more scrolls than tomes at home."

"You're a swordswoman?" Asks the shadow elf curiously, his voice kept low as he steps into the libaray and glances around at the stacks of books. "Does that mean you'll be taking up employment at the Guild as well? It seems...very popular with travelers and newcommers alike."

A flash of a grin. "I suppose it is one way to keep food on the table." A pause though before he adds. "...I only got let into our family library once or twice and even then it wasn't a quarter of the size and I was supervised the whole time."

A blinnk as he realizes he didn't answer her question. "Oh! Well yes, it was exciting." A pause. "And painful, they were some kind of...giant larva? With sharp teath. And acidic drool. It took me quite a bit to get my armor fixed after that encounter."

A pause at his own question, and she looks down at the weapon her hand. A faintly amused smile appears on her face. "Figured that out, did you?"

On that note she shrugs, waving along further. "I only just arrived in the city last night or so- I really don't know if I plan to sign up with anything yet or just keep moving. Haven't stopped moving for ages now- I've basically walked here all the way from Tsang Lung, aside from the odd hitching on a wagon.

There is a flash of a grin. "I suppose it was a foolish question, but you mentioned growing up in a monastary. They taught you swordplay there?" The shadow elf is full of questions, as only someone who has been cooped up below ground can be.

"All the way here? Were you on some grand journey or just felt the need to wonder?" He asks easily though there is a pause. A shake of his head. "Ah forgive me, we only just met and I'm already asking everything about you."

"Luckily for you I'm a fascinating subject and not afraid to say so," Mio shoots back, halfway teasing. She chuckles, interspersed with the clicking of her hard sandals on the building floor. Probably not great library footwear.

"But no, just wandering. Monastery- taught swords and fists and spears but I only ever paid attenion to one of those- is defunct now and I've got a whole world to see- and eat. Really the variety of food is the important part here."

"It defiantly sounds like you are," Lorik's golden eyes dance with mirth before he nods slowly. "Well I am sorry its defunct, but I'm glad you seem to enjoy your traveling. The Guild does seem to be a good way to get enough money to try to eat one of everything you can find in this city."

A bright laugh escapes him at that. "And there are many things to find to eat here! Though...unless you like slugs I wouldn't recommend asking my cousin for any treats. She's very happy to share, but not everyone appreciates what you can get for snacks in the underground."

He understands though. He can't really wrap his mind around eating squid yet either.

Zelany has arrived.

"I mean I'd try it. Anything's better than the eight thousandth meal of steamed vegetables and rice," remarks Mio with a laugh, shrugging sidelong with her left shoulder. "Anyways- where are we finding this book of yours? Kind of curious what exactly tried to eat you."

Lorik laughs lightly as he glances towards Mio. The pair strolling though the stacks of books lightly. "Shivani will be happy to share her stash with you. They might or might not make your teeth glow, depends on the person really."

The shadow elf pauses though at the next question, looking around the stacks and realizing something very important. That he has no real idea where to start.

"...I'm...not sure? Maybe something with the history of the Fellwood? They might have recorded something like that somewhere? I mean /I/ think its notable when strange larva things lure travelers into traps with odd glowing song cocoons."

A small skull slowly floats alone the stacks, seen hovering above a row of books. Then a white-haired Gnome steps around the corner, the skull actually fixed to her ornate staff. The woman is carrying a book that probably weighs half of her weight, and she's struggling a little. She slows upon seeing the two people there, and she moves to one side to give them lots of room to pass. The snippets of conversation do get her eyebrows to rise.

"Well that's one way to get that nice, sparkling smile, isn't it?" muses Mio, staring up the tall shelves curiously. She ambles along fairly aimlessly, content to wander.

"You might want to ask someone- presumably someone-... a lot of someones maintain this place. It does sound like a strange predicament, but if people have been living around here as long as I hear..."

You know its strange to think that a floating skull is one of the most normal, for Lorik, things that he's seen since he came topside. He stares curiously at it for a moment, wondering if someone's messenger got lost before it resolves itself into a gnome with a staff and a book.

He's still smiling though, he can't help it with Mio's comment, eyes dancing as he looks towards the swordswoman. His own weapon of choice isn't to be found but that isn't unusual for him. Its harder to justify carrying a crossbow around town. "It is! I'll tell Shiv that, she'll love it." A frown. "As for the rest I...yes. I'll have to ask someone..."

He really isn't sure how libraries work around here. But he'll figure it out...

But his attention is drawn back towards the Gnome and he pauses, struggling for a decision on weather to help or not since he isn't quite sure what is normal around here. Eventually though he goes with his heart.

"Er...Miss?" This towards the Gnome. "Do you need help with that book?" He asks finally. Maybe if he helps, then she can help them...that is how its done right?"

Zelany looks to the woman curiously, her eyes noting the sword scabbard. Then Lorik speaks and she glances to him. She opens her mouth slightly, as if to speak, and glances at the book. Her mouth closes and she makes an effort to pull the book more closely to herself. "Er, no, I can manage. Thank you though. Uhm. Were you speaking of Felwood just now? That's an exceedingly dangerous place to go to. Were you working for the guild?"

Morgan has connected.

Zelany has reconnected.

Mio glances down at her sword and waves off any possible concern with her free hand. "Don't worry about this, it's all tied and such and I just don't like letting it out of my sight- family keepsakes, and all that," she says to Zelany of the weapon.

"He was, yes! The felwood. Apparently they played musical cocoons and nearly ruined his armour for life, among other things."

"If you're sure, miss." Lorik actually sounds earnest, which means he's either an odd shadow elf or he's very good at convincing people of things. Perhaps both. Why not both really. "I was yes though! A merchant went missing and I went out with a group to find him, we found him all wrapped up in...it wasn't quite webbing. More like glue. To a tree, and there was some kind of coccoon what was playing a lure song of some kind."

He flashes a bring at Mio. "She sums it up better than I do. But yes, there was a group of beasts in the cocoon that I'd never seen before. I was hoping to find some more information on the Felwood here."

Morgan comes out of the libary takes a streach giving tiny poping sounds, giving the area a look she finds a nice place to sit. Once she is settled she gets a apple and a chunk of bread out of her non magical haversack.

Zelany peers at the Xian woman a moment and shakes her head lightly. "Oh, I wasn't worried about it at all. It's very elegant, and I was going to ask if you were a Xian person." Both of her eyebrows raise. "Musical cocoons? That is a new one on me. But the Felwood is full of demon activity, so strange creatures are a regular thing there." The little woman glances to Lorik then, and nods, looking at the book again and holding it more tightly. "I am alright, I do appreciate your offer, it is kind of you." The Gnomish woman tucks her staff under her arm, to free up her hand, gesturing at the library.

"This is generally a good place, though, there are many books. You could ask the Librarian for assistance." Zelany rubs one of her cheeks a moment. "I've not been here for too long, but I have heard of two people who might help you. Ga'Elian, an elven ranger, and Un'eth, a sith-makar... druid, I think? They both keep an eye on the Felwood, if the tales are right, and they might have answers to your questions also, with a bit more of a personal touch than a Librarian could manage.

The Gnome bows deeply, almost toppling over due to the book, but she recovers, a bemused look on her face. "My name is Zelany. A pleasure to make your acquaintance."

"Yep, that's me. Straight from Tsang Lun on two feet and a heartbeat- well, maybe less accurate on the direct path front," answers Mio with an energetic nod. "Oh- I met that Ga'Elian fellow the other day. Nice person, should be helpful. Mio, myself."

"Ah yes, Ga'Elian said he knew what they were, but not what they were doing there." Lorik replies with a smile and a nod. "But...demon activity? That would explain the acid and the magic I suppose. Something corrupted the local wildlife maybe?" He's thinking outloud but he does that often. "Un'eth I haven't met yet, but I'll see if I can ask around about him. The Felwood seem to live up to its name though. In the only excursion into it I've had at least."

As the poor gnome starts to topple Lorik reaches out to help but retracts his hand when she catches herself. "Lori'thalik Vel'skorinath," He says with a nod of greeting as she introduces herself. Then a grin at Mio. "I told you it was a mouthfull." Then a look back towards Zelany. "But please call me Lorik." He adds before Morgan strolls into view and he raises a hand to wave towards her. Having met her in passing at least once now.

Zelany smiles at Mio. "It is nice to meet someone from so far away. Perhaps I can pester you some time to teach me some of the basics of your language? I like learning new langauges, and I would be happy to pay you for your time. And yes, Ga'Elian is a nice person." Her eyes flick to Lorik then, and she grins to him. "That is a very neat name, sir. Lorik it is, then! And yes, the wildlife is facing constant pressure from the fissure above it. Corruption is exactly the word to use."

Morgan is not out side or eating she is reading a large book that must weigh about twenty pounds.

"I mean, tradespeech doesn't very -that- much, but I know a few local phrases and such I could pass on sometime," says Mio, shrugging a little. She stretches a moment, arms high above her head, as she considers. "Y'know at that point, if there's an occult section in here, we may want to start there."

"Its what came to mind," Lorik replies with a flash of a smile before he nods. "Ga'Elian has been very helpful and welcoming as I try to get settled in. He convinced the Temple guards that I wasn't there to steal secrets, so that is at least a bonus. I've had enough rocks thrown at me by random passerby to appreciate when it doesn't happen."

He frowns thoughtfully. "I suppose I'll be makinng more forays into the Felwood in the future, so the occult section might not be a bad place to start with at all." The shadow elf thinks for a moment as he looks slightly sheepishly towards Mio. "I should have thought of that." He admits as he peers around her to Morgan and the book she is reading that seems to be about as big as his new gnome friend.

Zelany nods to Mio, "I would appreciate that very much. So, you are a swordswoman then?" To Lorik, she nods. "Yes, I can see why you might receive a rough welcome. It isn't nice of people to do that, there's no excuse for it. I can understand it happening, but it should not." The Gnome nods in agreement with Mio and Lorik. "That might be a good place to start. Demonology, perhaps. Occult is another. I could help if you have questions about undead, but those things you describe don't sound like undead to me." Zelany offers Morgan a wave as she comes into view, the three kind of wandering the library a bit.

One would think this book was writen by a raving loon but with Morgans eyes glowing blue she is using magic to understand its wacky pages... that or she is trolling every one and is pretending to see a deeper meaning.

Another energetic nod from the young xian, giving the sheathed weapon a twirl between her fingers- deft enough to not risk hitting anything. "Grew up learning all that suchlike- well, when I paid it any mind."

As she speaks, her free hand sloooowly reaches over in front of Morgan, waving up and down behind the book, seeing if distraction is even possible here.

"Oh no, defintally not undead. I'm fairly familiar with undead. They were...very popular servants where I'm from. Everyone always argued over who made the best messangers and guards and such. I'm told that sort of thing isn't for polite conversation here though." Lorik pauses for a moment shakes his head. "Everything takes a bit of adjustment, right? Whenever you move."

There is a flash of a smile. "But I like it here much better." He assures those around him before he slowly nods. "Demonology...I haven't read much on that. I should pick up a few more pointers then...which way to those stacks?" He asks Zelany. "Sorry I don't mean to impose!"

He takes a cautious step back from Mio when the woman starts twirling then blinks. "Er...sorry. I don't mean to insult your skill. Just automatic responce. I'm pretty sure twirling scimitars like that is now my cousin keeps her hair short." Her says with a flash of a grin as the xian woman starts to see if Morgan is /too/ engrossed with her book.

Morgan gives a hello wave to her gnomish friend "in the back they have two book cases on Demons and such."

Zelany nods to Mio and grins at the display she provides, clapping at the end. "Nicely done. I should love to see another show like that, but perhaps in a bigger area where you can really go all out." She grins at Morgan and nods at her response, "They are that way." The Gnomish woman looks back to Lorik then. "Actually, I would not mind picking your brain about that part of your past. If you would be willing, at some point?"

"Maybe sometime, sure," says Mio, gently prodding a corner of Morgan's book now. Just gotta keep pushing the matter, apparently. "And in fairness, I have it firmly in its Saya, not gonna be cutting anyone at all today."

"The back you say?" Lorik says towards Morgan and Zelany with a bright look in his eyes. Information is good. He does love information. "I should go look, but yes. I'd be happy to sit and chat about that sort of thing, Zelany! Though I warn you it isn't always pleasant." There is a wry smile at that. "But if your specality is undead, well. You already know that!" Again a flash of a smile before he starts to turn away. "Mio, it was nice meeting you too though! II hope to be able to see your talent sometime! And perhaps if you take missions at the Guild we'll find ourselves on one together!"

He calls as he starts to depart, happy to be surrounded by books, and by people who don't want to throw things at him.

Morgan eyes stop glowing blue and she shakes that off as her eyes refocus on the area around here. She closes the book and says "But if you dont want to read about them Ga;elian could tell you want you want to know."

Zelany offers Lorik a wave. "Take care, Lorik. It was nice to meet you. I hope you find the information you were looking for." She looks to Mio then and offers her another bow. "It was good to meet you as well. But I am afraid I must get back to my study to, er, study." She smiles brightly, and offers Morgan another wave. "See you around, Morgan! Keep your nose in the books!" The little woman turns and begins making her way to the front, to hopefully take out the book she wants.

Morgan gives Zelany a wave "you two sweety have a good day."

Mio nods and waves as people make their way off. "Well, a nice evening to you all," she offers, before refocusing on Morgan. "Shall I take it you'll be back to the books yourself, my glowy-eyes friend?"

Morgan shakes her head "No its good to take a break as the read magic spell can be a strain on your eyes after a." she looks up to the window "Wow three hours."

Mio's brows rise, all but vanishing under her heavy bangs. "Three hours? When I was in 'school' people had a hard time getting me to read for three -minutes-." She laughs, at that, shrugging it off and shaking her head. "Mio, by the by. Not really inside this place by intent so much as incidence."

Morgan smiles and says "I am Morgan, and I bet you spend hours practing and working on your sword."

"Full disclosure, I spend most of my days walking from place to place- haven't been settled in one spot in likely over a year now," Mio says in a theatrical sort of stage whisper. "Nice to meet you though, Morgan- what is it you're reading behind all the magical nonsense?"

Morgan says as opens the book to the first page "See this here looks like a ranting mad mans view on the road system from here and Rune. It goes on for 400 pages, but if you use a simple cantrip you will see something totaly different." she makes a motion as if she can let Mio see what is hiden.

"I mean, that I gathered- but I'm no wizard and don't ever intend to be? So I was more asking about what it's about once you're seeing what's actually there," Mio notes with a wry smile.

Morgan smiles and says "It was talking about different runes for a bit then he talked about the higher planes and its beauty."

Mio nods slightly, then glances past Morgan a moment. "I see! Well on that note I should keep rambling on, as I hear they say. Pleasant to meet you though, and hopefully that eye strain doesn't become too bad."

Morgan nods "Thats why I take breaks from using the spell to read and it was pleasent meeting you."

"On that note, have a good evening, Morgan," Mio says- chirps, really, before sauntering back for the door.

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==2014 Logs==

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|Log
|People
|-
|December 3, 2014
|[[PrP: Sinkhole Part 2a]]
|[[Kidda]],[[Thanix]],[[Kroth]],[[Yngvild]]
|-
|December 5, 2014
|[[Commitee]]
|[[Kiroth]], [[Meihui]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|December 6, 2014
|[[MEETUP: Snowball Fight!]]
|[[Aldean]], [[Godwyn]], [[Ionus]], [[Kidda]], [[Meihui]], <br />[[Silmeria]], [[Jibbom]], [[Lorien]], [[Benthus]], [[Arixillo]],<br /> [[Vroole]], [[Abrahil]], [[Munch]], [[Mikilos]], [[Zalara]], [[Stirling]], [[Talazia]]
|-
|December 9, 2014
|[[PrP: Decoy (part 2)]]
|[[Jessamy]], [[Jahnavi]]
|-
|December 11,2014
|[[Snow Play]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Rhar]], [[Autumn]], [[Aldean]], [[Amithil]]
|-
|December 12, 2014
|[[PrP: Pickety Pickety]]
|[[Nuanna]], [[Jal]], [[Amithil]], [[Vroole]], [[Thanix]]
|-
|December 13, 2014
|[[PrP: Milk Run]]
|
|-
|December 13, 2014
|[[PrP: Ambush]]
|[[Schneider]], [[Lothos]], [[Aldean]], [[Kiroth]]
|-
|December 14, 2014
|[[PrP: Trade Route]]
|[[Jahnavi]], [[Alba]], [[Amithil]], [[Jal]], [[Aevarr]], [[Tiasa]]
|-
|December 14, 2014
|[[Poetic Souls]]
|[[Tiasa]], [[Alba]], [[Raethon]], [[Stirling]], [[Bahken]]
|-
|December 16, 2014
|[[PrP: Pookems and Snookems]]
|[[Belladona]], [[Kroth]], [[Amithil]]
|-
|December 20, 2014
|[[PrP: Supplies!]]
|[[Aurala]], [[Benthus]], [[Oates]], [[Rhar]], [[Tatyannah]], and [[Zalara]]. Run by [[Ssylrath]].
|-
|December, 2014
|[[A Series of Sad Bars]]
|[[Talazia]], [[Svarshan]], [[Aldean]], [[Godwyn]]
|-
|December 22, 2014
|[[Bandit Trouble]]
|[[Azariah]], [[Brianna]], [[Kroth]], [[Vroole]], [[Yngvild]]
|-
|December 22, 2014
|[[PrP: Finding Rachel]]
|[[Eligar]], [[Aevarr]]
|-
|December 24, 2014
|[[PrP: Think of the Children!]]
|[[Jessamy]], [[Raethon]], [[Takiyah]], [[Tiasa]], and [[Vroole]], run by [[Ssylrath]]
|-
|December 25, 2014
|[[PrP: Dying Paladin]]
|[[Sophia]], [[Munch]], [[Lothos]]
|-
|December 26, 2014
|[[PrP: It's Always Bugs]]
|[[Benthus]], [[Corra]], and [[Kravar]], run by [[Ssylrath]]
|-
|December 29, 2014
|[[PrP: Rescue the Orphans 2]]
|[[Corra]], [[Godwyn]], [[Aldean]]
|-
|December 31, 2014
|[[PrP: Unwanted Residents]]
|[[Yrqeem]], [[Uraug]], [[Tiasa]],[[Kroth]]
|-
|}

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==2015 Logs==
===January===

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|Date
|Log
|People
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| January 2, 2015
|[[PrP: Breeding Grounds]]
|[[Silmeria]], [[Kroth]], [[Thanix]], [[Taro]]
|-
|January 4, 2015
|[[PrP: Guardians at the Gate]]
|[[Laefwyn]], [[Alakton]], [[Renfrey]], [[Pips]], [[Taro]], [[Rhar]]
|-
|January 6, 2015
|[[PrP: Scouts or just Wolves]]
|[[Alba]],[[Dain]],[[Belladona]]
|-
|January 7, 2015
|[[PrP: Do you wanna chomp a snowman?]]
|[[Aevarr]],[[Kroth]],[[Smythly]]
|-
|January 8, 2015
|[[PrP: Barney the Bear]]
|[[Kroth]], [[Terewin]], [[Blackjack]], [[Arkun]]
|-
|January 8, 2015
|[[PrP: Breeding Grounds 2]]
|[[Silmeria]], [[Pips]], [[Charis]], [[Taro]]
|-
|January 8, 2015
|[[Pubbing]]
|[[Vroole]], [[Oliver]], [[Cesran]], [[Mikilos]], [[Stjepan]]
|-
|January 9, 2015
|[[PrP:The_Cairn]]
|[[Terewin]], [[Faiza]], [[Blackjack]], [[Pips]], [[Belladona]]
|-
|January 11, 2015
|[[PrP: Missing Husband]]
|[[Bahken]], [[Flicker]]
|-
|January 11, 2015
|[[Theater Front]]
|[[Aldean]], [[Flicker]], [[Basil]], [[Mikilos]], [[Benthus]]
|-
|January 10, 2015
|[[PrP:_Goblins%3F_Bandits%3F_Stolen_babies!|PrP: Goblins and Stolen Babies]]
|Silmeria, Dain, Charis, Barsool-um
|-
|January 12, 2015
|[[Market Crash]]
|[[Tiasa]], [[Te'Andra]], [[Solace]], [[Selia]], [[Ivy]], [[Cesran]], [[Basil]], [[Flicker]], [[Audax]]
|-
|January 16, 2015
|[[PrP: Haunted Playhouse]]
|[[Belladona]], [[Yngvild]], [[Flicker]], [[Faiza]]
|-
|January 17, 2015
|[[PrP:Walk in the Woods]]
|[[Silmeria]], [[Kroth]], [[Dain]], [[Morasha]]
|-
|January 17th, 2015
|[[PrP: Doge Day Afternoon]]
|[[Faiza]], [[Terewin]], [[Rayne]], [[Bahken]], [[Tiasa]]
|-
|January 18, 2015
|[[PrP: Danger Close]]
|[[Zalara]], [[Rhar]], [[Lothos]], [[Margaret]]
|-
|January 18, 2015
|[[PrP: Lost Tower]]
|[[Zalara]], [[Rhar]], [[Renfrey]], [[Valadhiel]]
|-
|January 20, 2015
|[[PrP: A Beautiful Mine]]
|[[Kroth]], [[Silmeria]], [[Yngvild]], [[Jahnavi]], [[Morasha]], [[Daromu]]
|-
|January 21, 2015
|[[Meetup: Angoron Party!]]
|[[Yngvild]], [[Jibbom]], [[Morasha]], [[Munch]], [[Kroth]], [[Bahken]],<br /> [[Hrist]], [[Nicolai]], [[Boshter]], [[Halani]], [[Stjepan]], [[Rayne]]
|-
|January 22, 2015
|[[PrP: An Apprentice Problem]]
|[[Kiroth]], [[Lothos]], [[Rhar]], [[Margaret]]
|-
|January 25, 2015
|[[PrP: Hunter and Prey]]
|[[Lily]], [[Latenat]]
|-
|January 26, 2015
|[[A Suddenly Bad Day]]
|[[Elessa]], [[Tatyannah]], [[Lily]], [[Benthus]]
|-
|January 26, 2015
|[[Mountain Rest]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Jahnavi]]
|-
|January 27, 2015
|[[Recruitment Efforts]]
|[[Elessa]], [[Kerbasy]], [[Aldean]], [[Silmeria]], [[Cesran]]
|-
|January 30, 2015
|[[PrP: The Diary]]
|[[Charis]], [[Aevarr]], [[Stjepan]], [[Yngvild]], [[Gareth]], [[Oliver]], [[Faiza]], [[Belladona]]
|-
|January 30, 2015
|[[PrP: Portal Trouble]]
|[[Bahken]], [[Duncan]], [[Lothos]], [[Lyrana]], and [[Zarr]]. Run by [[Ssylrath]]
|-
|January 22, 2015
|[[PrP: Yippee Ki Yay]]
|[[Kroth]], [[Bennet]], [[Mara]], [[Belladona]]
|-
|January 31, 2015
|[[PrP: Clearing the Cache]]
|[[Aldean]], [[Renfrey]], [[Kiroth]], [[Margaret]]
|-
|January 31, 2015
|[[PRP: Monkey Business]]
|[[Aldean]], [[Lothos]], [[Godwyn]], [[Corra]], [[Abrahil]], [[Rhar]]
|-
|}

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==2016 Logs==
===January===

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|Date
|Log
|People
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|January 1, 2016
|[[PrP: Sticky Situation]]
|[[Haggerty]], [[Raethon]], [[Chach]], [[MAC-B1G]], [[Sigrid]], [[Eirene]]
|-
|January 2, 2016
|[[PrP: Murderous Cannibal]]
|[[Haggerty]], [[Sigrid]], [[Kailin]], [[Malkael]]
|-
|January 5, 2016
|[[Docks Talk]]
|[[Munch]], [[Kailin]]
|-
|January 7, 2016
|[[PrP: Borders II: Raiders of the Lost Cart]]
|[[Haggerty]], [[Kailin]], [[Kaj]], [[Krom]]
|-
|January 10, 2016
|[[PrP: The Lost Boy]]
|[[Garak]], [[Munch]], [[Verna]], [[Tiasa]]
|-
|January 11, 2016
|[[PrP: Village of Glenspiel]]
|[[Haggerty]], [[Kailin]], [[Sigrid]]
|-
|January 11, 2016
|[[Woods Wizards]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Fayde]]
|-
|January 12, 2016
|[[Snipe hunt]]
|[[Munch]], [[Uneth]], [[Iadoth]]
|-
|January 13, 2016
|[[Before the Society]]
|[[Verna]], [[Solace]], [[Kailin]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|January 14, 2016
|[[PrP: Bandit Tree]]
|[[Veloria]], [[Sigrid]]
|-
|January 22, 2016
|[[PrP: Mining Job]]
|[[Kailin]], [[Sasha]], [[Drok'thar]]
|-
|January 22, 2016
|[[Meetup: Courtroom Blues: Prelude]]
|[[Kailin]], [[Stirling]], [[Veloria]]
|-
|January 23, 2016
|[[Meetup: Bardic Concert]]
|[[Kailin]], [[Stirling]], [[Aldean]], [[Jibbom]], [[Silmeria]], [[Arisha]], [[Stjepan]], [[Abrahil]], [[Serene]], [[Svarshan]], [[Verna]], [[Miruan]]
|-
|January 24, 2016
|[[PrP: Cult Leader]]
|[[Tiasa]], [[Garak]], [[Verna]], [[Alba]], and [[Nadara ]]
|-
|January 28, 2016
|[[PrP: Buried Demons]]
|[[Kailin]], [[Vasya]], [[Sully]], [[Thanix]]
|-
|January 29, 2016
|[[PrP: Demons in the Manor]]
|[[Halena]], [[Vasya]], [[Kailin]], [[Ezriya]]
|-
|January 31, 2016
|[[Blades of Hell]]
|[[Kailin]], [[Kalkorth]], [[Vasya]], [[Veloria]], [[Kevan]]
|-
|February 2, 2016
|[[A Ladle Help, Please]]
|[[Arisha]], [[Veloria]]
|-
|January 29, 2016
|[[Meetup: Fancy Party]]
|[[Vati]] [[Kailin]], [[Myrana]], [[Abrahil]], [[Jacob]], [[Charlotte]], [[Jibbom]], [[Rhar]], [[Mikilos]], [[Cesran]]
|}

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==2017 Logs==
===January===
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{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|January 2, 2017
|[[PrP: Winter Raids]]
|[[Selerik]], [[Blauensturm]], [[Astaren]], [[Zenia]], [[Malorn]], [[Josselyn]], [[Albain]]
|-
|
|[[PrP: Troll Hunt]]
|DM: [[Elisabeth du Leoncorte|Elisabeth]], Players: [[Nasrin]], [[Sadia]], [[Hun'rar]], [[Ilmig]], [[Khera]]
|-
|January 3, 2017
|[[Scene: Penance Before Althea]]
|[[An'thirya]], [[Raethon]]
|-
|
|MEETUP: [[Hayatiento Aerie Opening]]
|Lots
|-
|January 4, 2017
|[[Scene: To Petition Eluna]]
|[[An'thirya]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|January 5, 2017
|[[Redeye Flight]]
|[[An'thirya]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|
|[[Scene: Bound to the Moon]]
|[[An'thirya]], [[Astaren]], [[Aya]], [[Dubtle]]
|-
|January 6, 2017
|[[Selerik Intros Elian to the City's Malaise]]
|[[Selerik]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|January 7, 2017
|[[A New Year Blitz]]
|[[Ollithial]], [[Sparrow]], [[Azarval]], [[Krom]]
|-
|January 9, 2017
|[[Elian Intros Pendaril to Selerik]]
|[[Selerik]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|January 9, 2017
|[[Crimson Justice!]]
|[[Astaren]], [[Aznara]], [[Cesran]], [[Mikilos]], [[Miriai]], [[Myrana]], [[Sandy]], [[Selerik]], [[Silmeria]], [[Tarragon]]
|-
|January 11, 2017
|[[About the Door Trials]]
|[[Aya]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|January 12, 2017
|[[Big Dreams and a Little Dragon]]
|[[Astaren]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|January 13, 2017
|[[Tracks to the Junkyard]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Selerik]], [[Azog]], [[Aya]], [[Pelka]]
|-
|January 16, 2017
|[[Interview: Mistress of Weasels]]
|[[Astaren]], [[Roselle]], [[Aya]]
|-
|January 18, 2017
|[[Mysterious Box Recovered]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Aya]]
|-
|January 19, 2017
|[[Checking Out the Wreck]]
|[[Munch]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|January 23, 2017
|[[Lodestones, Trails, and Spells]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Selerik]]
|-
|January 24, 2017
|[[Horse Sense]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Soren]], [[Aya]], [[Masamya]]
|-
|January 25, 2017
|[[Huldith]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Munch]]
|-
|January 26, 2017
|[[Drunken Blindfolded Target Practice]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Mayahuel]], [[Bjoric]]
|-
|January 26, 2017
|[[A Fault in the Plan]]
|[[Aya]], [[Bjoric]], [[Elisabeth du Leoncorte|Elisabeth]], [[Selerik]], [[Stjepan]], [[Fazhad]]
|-
|January 27, 2017
|[[A Conspiracy Discovered]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Fazahd]]
|-
|January 31, 2017
|PrP: [[Lady Jaquetta]]
|[[Munch]], [[Aya]]
|-
|}

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==2018 Logs==
===January===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|January 7, 2018
|[[Demons What P 10]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|January 8, 2018
|[[Oasis 9: Jewel in the Desert]]
|Beagleplot
|-
|
|[[Smaller Details pt 1]]
|[[Lucy]], [[Baz]], [[Tirrynelth]], [[Besra]], [[Granit]]
|-
|January 13, 2018
|[[Temple Bread]]
|[[Kerbasi]], [[Serraphine]], [[Azog]], [[Baz]], [[Arynel]]
|-
|
|[[Mictlan Celebration]]
|Kisaplot
|-
|January 14, 2018
|[[Demons What P 11]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|January 15, 2018
|[[Crypts and Things]]
|Beagleplot
|-
|
|[[Baz Has a Cow]]
|[[Baz]], [[Duncan]], [[Sylvi]], [[Aerilaya]], [[Kaelyn]], [[Ga'Elian]], [[An Oruch]]
|-
|
|[[Smaller Details pt 2]]
|[[Lucy]], [[Baz]], [[Tirrynelth]], [[Aerilaya]]
|-
|January 17, 2018
|[[Crypt Analysis]]
|[[Heinrich]], [[Gregor]]
|-
|January 19, 2018
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest]]
|[[Garak]], [[Raethon]], [[Hun'rar]], [[Atleti]], [[Corra]]
|-
|January 20, 2018
|[[Caravan Woes]]
|Kisaplot
|-
|
|[[Golden Cookie Bakery]]
|Astplot
|-
|January 21, 2018
|[[Demons What P 12]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|January 22, 2018
|[[Smaller Details pt 3]]
|[[Lucy]], [[Baz]], [[Tirrynelth]], [[Aerilaya]], [[Athrian]], [[Kore]]
|-
|January 24, 2018
|[[What Dreams Ae Made Of Part 3]]
|[[Aya]], [[Alba]], [[Astaren]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Hun'rar]], [[Sasha]]
|-
|January 26, 2018
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest CTD]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|January 27, 2018
|[[Inmost Sea-capades]]
|Boliplox
|-
|
|[[Team Building]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Selia]]
|-
|
|[[Tribal Strife, Part 1]]
|Boliplox
|-
|January 28, 2018
|[[Demons What P 13]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|January 29, 2018
|[[Smaller Details pt 4]]
|[[Lucy]], [[Baz]], [[Tirrynelth]], [[Aerilaya]], [[Kore]], [[Besra]]
|-
|January 31, 2018
|[[Legwork: What Dreams Ae Made Of Part 4]]
|Whirlplot
|}

===February===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|February 2, 2018
|[[Charn Embassy Part 1]]
|Boliplox
|-
|
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest CTD Part 2]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|
|[[Golden Cookie Party]]
|Astaplot
|-
|February 4, 2018
|[[Shade]]
|[[Svarshan]], er... [[Kerbasi]], [[Durrankar]], [[Astaren]], [[Stirling]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Kravar]]
|-
|February 7, 2018
|[[Legwork: What Dreams Ae Made Of Part 5]]
|[[Alba]], [[Astaren]]. [[Kisaiya]], [[Hun'rar]], [[Sasha]]
|-
|February 9, 2018
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest CTD Part 3]]
|[[Raethon]], [[Garak]], [[Leisel]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Hun'rar]], [[Mangus]]
|-
|February 10, 2018
|[[Society Call of Action!]]
|Boliplox
|-
|February 11, 2018
|[[The Mystery of the Missing Donkey]]
|[[Deryn]], [[Gregor]], [[Aech]]
|-
|
|[[Demons What P 14]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|February 12, 2018
|[[Smaller Details Part 5 - finale!]]
|[[Lucy]], [[Baz]], [[Tirrynelth]], [[Kore]], [[Granit]]
|-
|February 15, 2018
|[[Singular Part 8]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|February 16, 2018
|[[SUDDEN BADNESS]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|February 18, 2018
|[[Shade pt 2]]
|[[Kerbasi]], [[Durrankar]], [[Stirling]], [[Kravar]], [[Un'eth]]
|-
|February 20, 2018
|[[A Heth of a Time]]
|[[Chay]], [[Sarcis]], [[Sora]], [[Lucy]], [[Deryn]], [[Arynel]], [[Kore]], [[Deak]]
|-
|
|[[Cinnamon Rolls Have Eyes]]
|Astaplot
|-
|
|[[Assault on Moon Keep]]
|Sandy, Svarshan, Cesran
|-
|February 22, 2018
|[[A Balancing Act]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|February 23, 2018
|[[Charn Embassy Part 2]]
|Boliplox
|-
|
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest CTD Part 5]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|February 24, 2018
|[[The Missing Smithson]]
|Boliplox
|-
|February 25, 2018
|[[The Missing Smithson Part 2]]
|Boliplox
|-
|
|[[Demons What Part 15]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|February 27, 2018
|[[Got My Vodka, Got My Gun]]
|DM: [[Kore]] Players: [[Henrie]], [[Felicia]], [[Urso]], [[Aithil]]
|}

===March===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|March 2, 2018
|[[The Gargoyle's Nest CTD Part 6]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|March 3, 2018
|[[Tribal Strife Part 2]]
|Boliplox
|-
|March 4, 2018
|[[The Missing Smithson Part 3]]
|Boliplox
|-
|
|[[Shade Part 3]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|March 6, 2018
|[[A New Face]]
|[[Tawyse]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga’Elian]], [[Gregor]]
|-
|March 7, 2018
|[[Of Dryads and Weapons]]
|[[Walery]], [[Talia]], [[Craft]], [[Lockwood]], [[Morgan]], [[Tawyse]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|March 8, 2018
|[[Felwood Follies]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Etan]], [[Felicia]], [[Tawyse]], & [[Taleth]]
|-
|March 9, 2018
|[[Gliding and Hang-outs]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]] & [[Tawyse]]
|-
|March 10, 2018
|[[Society Call of Action! Part 2]]
|Boliplox
|-
|March 11, 2018
|[[Demons What Part 16]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|March 13, 2018
|[[Of Ygdrassil and Elves]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]] and [[Tawyse]]
|-
|
|[[Barwick's Undead Extravaganza]]
|[[Kore]], [[Dubtle]], [[Talia]], [[Felicia]]
|-
|March 14, 2018
|[[Meeting in Noble District]]
|[[Mittens]], [[Aithil]], [[Morgan]], [[Shagara]]
|-
|
|[[The Missing Kids]]
|[[Scorscha]], [[Talethl]], [[Morgan]], [[Mohai]], [[Deak]], [[Kore]]
|-
|March 16, 2018
|[[Bring Out Your Dead]]
|Astaplot
|-
||March 17, 2018
|[[Society Call of Action Part 3]]
|Boliplox
|-
|
|[[Tribal Stride Part 3]]
|Boliplox
|-
|March 18, 2018
|[[Demons What Part 17]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|March 20, 2018
|[[Clean It Up]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|March 21, 2018
|[[SWAMP STRAVENGANZA!]]
|Boliplox
|-
|March 22, 2018
|[[Tiny Problem]]
|Whirlplot
|-
|March 24, 2018
|[[Was it a good Urn or a bad Urn?]]
|Boliplox
|-
|March 25, 2018
|[[Shade Part 4]]
|[[Kerbasi]], [[Durrankar]], [[Stirling]], [[Kravar]], [[Astaren]], [[Thyrson]]
|-
|March 27, 2018
|[[The Ballad of Lyranessa]]
|[[Besra]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Morgan]], [[Sandy]]
|}

===April===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|April 3, 2018
|[[Demon Tracks]] (on-grid RP)
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Urso]], [[Murder]]
|-
|April 5, 2018
|[[Herbs and Hunters]] (on-grid RP)
|[[Kaydin]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]]
|-
|April 8, 2018
|[[Ambassador Kaydin]] (on-grid RP)
|[[Fazahd]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Kaydin]]
|-
|April 9, 2018
|[[You Shall Not Pass]] (on-grid RP)
|[[Ithiliel]], [[Lorik]], [[Rori]], [[Munch]]
|-
|April 10, 2018
|[[Dragon Plans]] (on-grid RP)
|[[Kerbasi]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Astaren]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|
|[[Guardhouse Rock]]
|[[Ithiliel]], [[Lorik]], [[Rori]], [[Kaelthilas]], [[Shivani]] (GM)
|-
|April 12, 2018
|[[Snacks In The Temple]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Lorik]], [[Shivani]], [[Aya]], [[Jenner]]
|-
|April 13, 2018
|[[Three Casters Walk Into A Bar...]]
|[[Lorik]], [[Malik]], [[Nasrin]]
|-
|April 14, 2018
|[[Talk of Redemption]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Lorik]]
|-
|
|[[Tribal Strife Pt 4]]
|Bolplot
|-
|
|[[Stories, History, And The Undead]]
|[[Lorik]], [[Nim]], [[Aya]]
|-
|April 18-19, 2018
|[[Ambush]]
|[[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Nokkela]]
|-
|April 17, 2018
|[[Storytime at the Ox (Meetup)]]
|[[Shivani]], [[Lorik]], [[Alba]], [[Braith]], [[Raethon]], [[Preston]], [[Kaydin]], [[Nim]], [[Karelin]], [[Kaelthilas]]
|-
|April 18, 2018
|[[Library Rules]]
|[[Lorik]], [[Mio]], [[Nasirri]], [[Morgan]], [[Zelany]]
|}

[[Category:Logs|Recent Logs]]

Lorik

2018-04-18T05:05:39Z

Lorik:

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<p style="color:#663322; font-weight: bold; font-size: 150%;">About My Character</p>
Lori’thalik Vel’skorinath comes from a long and prestigious line of shadow elves loyal to Taara. Assassins, Inquisitors, Clerics. The Vel’skorinath family is proud of this family history, lording it over lesser families. Touting their status as favored souls of their goddess. They control cities and manipulate their populace to their own ends. The Vel’skorinath is a family mentioned in hushed conspiracies in dark corners and in lavish parties thrown for the favored of Taara. Which makes it all the more mortifying for the heads of the house when one of their number goes bad.

Or...good as the case may be.

Lorik Vel’skorinath grew up in the shadow of his family. Trained as a faithful of Taara. Raised in the shadows and lore of the dark goddess. He joined the order of the Inquisitors, searching out lost relics of his people. Of course that is where the trouble started. Lorik, much to the disappointment of his parents and the family at large happened to be someone who had an inquisitive mind and a penchant for asking uncomfortable questions.

His place as a recovery agent gave him a unique place for him to ask questions. He found lore and artifacts that caused the ideas he was taught to fracture and crack. He began to doubt in his teachings and his family. Asking pointed questions until one day a strange figure showed up at his door. Thankfully this wasn’t someone who was going to end him. It was a representative from a local cell of the resistance. Who recruited young Lorik on the spot.

He quietly used his family’s influence to help the little pocket of revolution he had stumbled into. The resistance used his influence sparingly, all the while Lorik went on expeditions to find lost relics and rituals. He found out he actually enjoyed the work, even though he learned more and more just how wrong what he had been told was. He enjoyed the adventures though. The madness that he experienced while out from under the influence of his own family and the rebellion always made him feel more alive. This was made worse by his meeting few slaves from above that he plied for stories. It seemed though he was very much on his way to becoming the head of his own little cell.

Of course that didn’t quite work out.

He never found out just how his family became aware of his activities. In hindsight perhaps attempting to lie around a family that included multiple inquisitors and seers was a poor idea. He only knows the results of that knowledge. The first resistance cell was torn apart while he was running message, and Lorik hardly made it out of the ambush alive along with one other member. He hardly got back to his own cell to distribute a warning before they were again attacked. It would have been over quite then and there for him and his companions if he hadn’t remembered the light elven cleric who shared her stories of the surface with him. Stay and fight, or flee for his life and perhaps return a different day?

The choice wasn’t hard to make.

Freeing the slaves at least helped add to the chaos of the moment and allowed Lorik and his new companions to make good their escape. Only a /little/ of the family home was burned, and they didn’t /mean/ to knock down the wall on the way out. Or knock his uncle into the rubbish heap. It was all just a series of unfortunate events and he doesn’t really see why they still are so mad about it.

However at least at the moment escape was made, and the little group of new ‘friends’ decided to make their fortunes on the surface. At least that is his plan. His family might have something to say about that. As well as his penchant for getting distracted by the first mystery relic to come along.


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Relic Hunter: Lorik does love to search for lost things, and he's not that bad at it! So he's happy to go off on the call of adventures to try to find whats lost and bring it back to its proper home.

Hunted: Lorik's family isn't quite pleased that he left so suddenly, and that he took his cousin and his sister. And that he knows about the deep conspiracies of the Shadow Council. So there is a black mark on his head just from that. Not to mention some people on the surface don't seem to like him very much.

Newcomer: Lorik has spend most of his time underground in the cities of his people, so he still isn't quite sure what to make of the brightly lit realms. This comes out in sometimes amusing and sometimes embarrassing mistakes that he can get himself into.

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Stories, History, And The Undead

2018-04-16T17:25:52Z

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2018-04-16T17:23:39Z

Lorik:

Talk of Redemption

2018-04-14T05:58:52Z

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The inn's main room is large yet cosy, with plaster walls and a low ceiling supported by sturdy oaken beams. The decor is sparse: there's little other furniture save for a few rough-hewn wooden tables and chairs, and the only real object of 'ornamentation' is the large, moth-eaten moose head that's set above the kitchen door at the far end of the room. Still, the inn is pleasant in a simple, rustic way, and the delicious smell of food cooking makes it all the more inviting; the place seems to be more of a restaurant than a tavern, and a bar is nowhere in sight.

The innkeeper's counter sits in the east corner, within a few paces of the main entrance. Behind the counter is a small storeroom where one can purchase traveling supplies. The west corner of the room is occupied by a spiral staircase that leads to the second storey.

Ga'Elian is sitting by the fireplace with a mug of mead.

As the night gathers the door to the Inn swings open as a Mul pushes his way in. The Shadow Elf looking a touch tired as he weaves his way though patrons, heading what seems to be up towards the stairs to his room.

Its a familiar Shadow Elf.

Lorik looks tired actually, focused on something but fustrated at the same time. Still he shakes his head, murmuring softly to the innkeep before he blinnks slightly at a familiar face by the fire. "Ah, Ga'Elian. Are you staying here too?" Calls the faithful of Eluna as he raises a hand in greeting.

Ga'Elian watches the tired Lorik and smiles at him in return of his salutation. He says, "Nah. I do my trance in the woods. To he honest, I'm mostly here for the company. Why don't you join me for a bit before you trance?"

"Surely," Lorik agrees as he makes his way over towards the fire. He slumps down in a chair near the sylvan elf and sighs, head tilting back to rest against the back of the chair. "...this city, I'm not used to it. I'm normally better at finding my way around, and finding people. But there are so many people here, and I'm not familiar with all this...sun."

Ga'Elian smiles and says, "Well, if I can help, I'm only too glad to offer my services as a guide." Then, "Alexandria's really the only city I've spent much time in. I've visited the wizard city Rune a few times, and I've seen Llyranost a few times in my youth. Overall, Alexandria is what I would call cosmopolitan."

Ga'Elian has reconnected.

"Oh I'm used to cities, that is mostly where the people live in the Underways. The Undercity is massive, and has a life of its own. But this city is...a different feel. A different heartbeat." Lorik pauses a moment, a wry smile. "And I don't have my little sister here to point me in the right direction when I get lost. Which is what happened here." A wry smile again and a shake of his head. "I went following a trail, and before I knew it I was turned around outside the city. I'll find my way back tomarrow."

He pauses.

"Everything is so open up here. It...takes some getting used too."

Ga'Elian nods. "I suppose it's all about what you're used to. To me, there is little to compare to the feel of absolute freedom that comes from soaring through the air currents high above the trees. You can see for leagues and leagues in every direction. Or following the trail of your quarry as you hunt in the forest. The smells are so invigorating, so fresh they enliven the soul. The song of birds and the rush of the river water over stones, the hypnotic chirping of crickets. The whole world teems with the life of Ea itself. Then there's the sapling of the grand Ygdrassil Tree."

Ga'Elian adds, "It inspires the songs of the heart."

"I...am sorry," There is a smile on Lorik's face, but its a slightly apologetic one. "I don't really have a frame of reference for any of that. There wasn't much in the way of trees in the underground, though some of the caverns do stretch on for miles and miles, and the sparkles of the spires of stone from the roof and the floor could be awe inspiring in and of themselves." A pause. "Though hunting something I can understand, though for me it was lost items or lost people for the most part."

Ga'Elian takes a deep drink from his mug. Says, "Curious. If not for the repugnant practices of your home society and the very real danger I would find myself in by visiting it, I would be fascinated to experience the environment. I suppose visiting Dun Mordren's halls is likely to be the closest I get to it."

"Most likely, I've heard the khazadi's acomplishemnts in building are second to none. Though I haven't had a chance to see them up close." Again that smile. "I wouldn't have been very well liked there. Which is why I chose here to go first."

There is a longer pause though before he sighs. "My people simply do not know any better, Ga'Elian. They are told lies for decades. Until they believe it. They simply don't know there is a different way."

Ga'Elian nods. "I can believe that of the majority, but the centuries-long maintenance of that ignorance takes a great deal of coordinated effort."

"Yes it does, the people in power like to stay in power. That means keeping the majority thinking the same way as they want." Lorik stares into the fire for a moment. A touch of a smile on his face as he looks into the dancing flames. "My family would be one of those that likes to keep themselves in power." He admits before he shrugs. "But...that is why I came up here. To find if I can show people a better way."

Ga'Elian smiles a deep, heartfelt smile like the smile that is borne of brotherly love. He reaches out and puts his hand gently on Lorik's forearm as he says, "Then you are truly blessed. The Sky-singer has put her holy dreams into your heart and made of you a gentle light to guide those who are lost in the dark. She has changed your soul even as a werebear changes his flesh."

Lorik chuckles. "I don't think its as special as all that, my friend." The shadow elf replies with a shake of his head. "I've always been an odd one. Maybe seeking the truth of things just let me see more than people wanted me too." He shrugs slightly at that. "I'm just glad I will have a chance to see all the rest of the world, and a chance to find out if my people can be saved."

He pauses a moment.

"Though for now, I'm going to need to retire for a night. I have a bit of a trip back to town tomarrow." A longer pause. "Its time like this I miss my lizard."

Ga'Elian raises his eyebrow at the mention of the lizard, and says, "That's fine. Thanks for your time."

As Lorik raises he chuckles at the curious eyebrow that Ga'Elian gives him. "...there wasn't many horses underground." He explains about the lizard. "We we used what we had. But...thank you for your kind words. Until later, may Elune watch your path."

And with that he turns to stroll towards the stairs and his room. Off to sleep, and hopefully not get lost on the way home tomarrow.

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2018-04-14T05:56:26Z

Lorik:

Three Casters Walk Into A Bar...

2018-04-13T08:35:21Z

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*Title: Three Casters Walk Into A Bar
*Emitter: TidePool
*Characters: Lorik Level 2, Nasrin Level 4, Malik Level 3, Ivy (NPC)
*Place: Alexandria - Ox-Strength Tavern
*Time: April 13, 2018
*Summary: Its a barfight with a cleric of war involved. EVERYONE HITS HARDER!
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It's a lovely night at the dive-bar that is the Ox-Strength. Rowdy crowds of dock workers and sailors and merceiares, all drinking.

This can only end in disaster.

"Is it always like this?" Lorik wonders aloud as he sits at a table, trying to eat as he is crushed all round by the press of bodies. "It's at least lively." He observes as he ducks a drunken punch, trying not to get between many of the patrons. "...this is so very different than what I'm used too. But I can say it is at least entertaining!" He adds, the observations all but lost in the noise of the crowd.

"Little louder usually," Nasrin tells Lorik brightly as she takes a moment to look around the bar. She's been laughing and cheering with the best of them, throwing back pints and grinning like a fool. "You'll be fine," she promises. It's soon followed by, "Oh, wait. There's m ysong."

A rousing chorus breaks out led by the redheaded cleric,

"Oh, as I went home on Monday night
As drunk as drunk could be
I saw a horse outside the door
Where my old horse should be..."

There is indeed no help to be found in Nasrin.

It starts rather suddenly. "You idiot! That was my drink!"

"Was it?"!

SMACK. PUNCH.

...immediately, bodies are diving everywhere. A barwl has just broken out.

It was, of course, inevitable.

"Oh you sing!" Lorik tries to follow along with the song but just with all the noise. It is hard for him. Things really are more lively up here on the surface. "I...you sing well!" Adds the elven Seeker as he reaches into his cloak to pull out a piece of folded parchment.

"Miss...Nasrin!" Oh good he remembered. "I need to ask the bartender if he's seen someone! Will you be ok if I---"

/CRACK/

"...oh. That can't be good." As men start to dive anywhere. "I don't suppose any of you have seen this woman around anywhere?" He has a picture of her and everything.

Most people seem to be involved in punching or dodging. So he isn't really expecting an answer...

Malik steps deftly out of the way as someone goes flying past him, not even spilling his ale that he was drinking from. Fights at the Ox aren't all that uncommon, after all, and learning how to navigate them is like learning to do a complicated dance. Partner moves left, step right, twirl, two steps back, bend the knees... it becomes second nature after awhile. Probably because the price for failing to follow the steps is that you end up the one flying and bloodied.

"I'll be fine," Nasrin promises Lorik. Afterward she lets out a shout and then she is in the middle of the fray, kicking and punching and smashing people over the head with nearby objects alongside the best of them. She won't go for a weapon if no one else does, but in reality - a person in full plate is a weapon. Most unarmoured people with weapons aren't even competition in that scneario. And she's a brawler.

"I was meaning to ask earlier!" Lorik is getting swept up in the fighting. Like Nasrin not pulling a weapon, though he does unlimber his shield. His other hand still clutches that paper! "What does the color of your armor stand for? I mean its very striking."

The shield blocks someone's fist and the Inquisitor peers around it. "Er you shouldn't punch steel, it doesn't have much give." A pause. "And you haven't happened to know this lady would you?" Again the poster is pulled out. Lorik is sometimes singleminded in his searching for things.

...look he owed Rori and he meant to find her!

As Malik twirls this way and that, one of the brawlers attempts to grab him!

He's going to be bodily thrown at someone if he does not manage to get out of the way.

And that's when someone /also/ grabs Lorik from behind and attemspts to throw him over the bar!

GAME: Lorik rolls ref: (2)+3: 5

GAME: Malik rolls Reflex: (1)+5: 6 (EPIC FAIL)

Malik, for what it's worth, doesn't seem to be much of a fighter. Or at least, he's not actively running to jump into the fray, instead just watching as fists fly, bones crack, and little spatters of blood appear, giving the Ox some of that lovely ambiance it's known for. But as he eyes the man holding up the paper and asking about the person on it, his attention slips away from the fight for just a moment -- much to his detriment. Missing a step in the dance is a costly mistake, and one of the drunker patrons manages to get Malik squarely by the shoulders, tossing him bodily in Lorik's direction. It's a messy tumble, the way he falls, rolling over the floor and groaning for a bit. But at least he managed to make it a few feet closer to the man holding the picture, even if not quite in the way he intended.

"What? This is a /bar brawl/ this ain't no...place...that you ask questions about lost people!" Shouts the patron that just punched the elf's shielf. "Isn't that right, Rolf?"

Lorik pauses a moment. "Rolf? But my name isn't Rolf it's Lorik."

Which is when Lorik feels a pair of hands clap down. One on either shoulder. "My name's Rolf." Comes the rumble of a voice behind him.

"Oh." Says Lorik.

Then the elf finds himself flying, not under his own power either, though the air to crash shield first behind the bar.

Right when Malik lands closer to him too.

Groggily the elf looks up from his inproptu flight and spying the barkeep starts to hold up the slightly wadded up paper now...

"I don't suppose..."

"Should answer the questions for 'em," Nasrin calls. "Cowards. No one's even hitting me," she complains as she looks around the room. Indeed, people are studiously ignoring and avoiding the red-painted cleric of war as she stomps around the room.

"To be fair, Nasrin..." Lorik calls from behind the bar. "...you are slightly terrifing. And I mean that as a compliment!"

They really are trying to avoid her. /Nobody/ wants to pick a fight with a cleric of war here. Nobody. In the meantime, bottels are flying, mugs are thrown, and chairs are breaking. It's escalating rapidly.

The barkeeper, a man named FInneous, looks down at Lorik and Malik and says, "No hiding, now. Get out there and take your medicine." He goes back to polishing a mug.

GAME: Malik casts True Strike. Caster Level: 2 DC: 14

Malik manages to sit himself upright behind the bar, rubbing his forehead a bit as a fast-growing knot appears there. He's already starting to grumble something unpleasant, but as he eyes the woman in the picture, an eyebrow goes up. "Actually," he tells Lorik in turn, "I'm pretty sure I saw her in the market earlier. I think she was looking at some of those cheap charms they sell there." Because, as long as he's down there, he might as well be helpful. Holding up a finger to the man, though, he says, "If you'll excuse me for just a second, though..." He gets to his feet, moving over a few feet down the bar as he makes a few complicated gestures with his hands.

Rori has arrived.

GAME: Malik rolls Ranged - 4 + 20: (5)+6+- 4+20: 35

Crawling back to his feet the elf peers from around his shield as he looks at the mess whirling around the main floor. Though he pops up further when Malik mentions his quarry has been sighted. "Oh! You did? I really need to find her, I...got distracted a the library a bit longer than I thought and..."

And more punche and bottles come his way.

He sighs.

"Er...yes. I think we might should talk after this then!" And with that he snatches up a stray bottle. "Bottle! Not a weapon!" He calls out as he flings it at a target with surprising accuracy.

A longer pause. "Nasrin," Because he's always being helpful here. "...I've heard that the furniture doesn't count as weapons! If you're corralling them with a table they can't get away as well!"

HELPING!!

Speaking of 'not a weapon', Malik finishes his gesture, then grabs -- a pot of tulips? A large one, from the looks of it, in a heavy ceramic pot. He only just barely looks above the bar, scanning the room for a split second, before he lets the thing fly like he's been doingit all his life. The flowers sail across the room like they're being guided by an invisible hand, smashing over the head of the man that had the audacity to -throw- him, of all things. Though no sooner is that done than he's looking back over to Lorik. "Sorry. Priorities. Yeah, I'm pretty sure I saw her, what? Yesterday afternoon? Kind of distinctive, you know?" Though he looks up over the bar again, eyeing the cleric in the red armor as he asks, "She's on our side, right? Or should I maybe be pissing myself right about now?

GAME: Nasrin refreshes spells.

GAME: Nasrin casts Bless. Caster Level: 4 DC: 14

"Beer's on the first five guy's down," Nasrin calls as he lifts up her holy symbol. Then she's lifting her drum and starting up a sharp percussive beat. Anyone who hears it is filled with a surge of energy and the will to fight harder than ever before. Except Nasrin. Nasrin is left alone.

GAME: Nasrin casts Bull's Strength. Caster Level: 4 DC: 15

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GAME: Nasrin rolls weapon0+2+1: (3)+6+2+1: 12

"She is quite distinctive!" Lorik agrees as he hops away from the bar and reaches out for another discarded bottle. "I think she's on just the fighting side." He adds towards Malik. "She seems to enjoy a good fight!" A longer pause. "Which she isn't getting yet...unfortunately. I hope she doesn't get too angry." A longer pause. "Oh the lady you saw, was she setting anything on fire? Or half-fire? If she was then that was defiantly who I'm looking for."

Rori makes an impression.

GAME: Lorik casts Shield of Faith. Caster Level: 2 DC: 14

And thus, the brawl intensifies. The blessing of Kor fuels it. More punches are getting landed. Finneous polishes a mug. Someone runs up to him, snatches it out of his hand. "HEY," yells the bartender.

And he is diving into the crowd after him.

One fellow is KO'd by a sudden pot to the back of his head. He staggers a few steps and topples over. Someone bursts out laughing at the sight, only to then get KO'd himself. r

Lorik is then tackled from the side by a burly, tattooed airship sailor. They smash into a table and crash through, but his new magical aura of faith is protecting hi mfrom the drunkard's blows. EVerything is going... very, bar brawly.

As Nasrin trussles with a fellow trying to escape the carnage, a single chair goes sailing through the air and crashes into the back of the cleric. Everyone stops dead.

OH NO, is their reaction.

GAME: Malik casts Acid Splash. Caster Level: 2 DC: 13

GAME: Malik rolls Ranged + 1: (14)+6+1: 21

Tucked at the very far end of a bar is a slip of a thing, slender and deceptively frail, her hair fashioned in a serviceable bun. Ivy Thistlebrush is one of the Ox's many barmaids, and she has tried her level best to stay out of the fight, holding up her serving platter as a shield in a near-futile bid to keep any projectiles and shattered glass off her. Dressed in a nondescript dress, she would be easily missed in a crowd; certainly not the most assertive of all the other barmaids in the tavern, and /definitely/ not the most buxom (hence her tendency to be overlooked, her shyness certainly doesn't help). But large gray eyes peer out from around her serving platter at Lorik's question, and Malik's rejoinder, and she's about to squeak a response when shockwaves of violence erupt with a newfound intensity in the center of the tavern.

"S-sir, I-- " Something /breaks/ above her head and she ducks underneath her serving platter, muffling a shriek against it.

Oh gods, /why is this happening to her/? Did she not pray enough today? But she prays /every day/.

GAME: Lorik rolls ranged + 1: (5)+4+1: 10

Malik eyes the dogpile happening in the center of the tavern, sighing deeply. "Just a moment," he tells Lorik again, this time standing up and taking a more careful look around -- at the ceiling? He makes another complicated gesture, this time with accompanying words in a strange tongue, as he eyes something up there. The gesture ends with him pointing a finger, from which a little green orb erupts. It strike the chain holding the lamp just above the dogpile, making a sizzling sound as metal starts to squeak. It'll be a few seconds yet, but those under that lamp are going to get a nasty surprise.

Sitting back down, he offers a shrill whistle over to the barmaid, pointing next to himself in a 'you probably want to be over here right now' sort of way as he answers Lorik off-hand. "Nothing was on -fire-, no. But the day was still early."

A chair hits Nasrin's back and she freezes, turning to look around the room slowly. She pauses for a second and then stares. "Who threw that?" She asks quietly, her azure eyes full of menace. Silence follows as she awaits the response. Then she shouts, "Good toss! Put your back into it next time!" Doesn't it figure that would only make the cleric more cheerful?

It's really the poor barmaid's plight that gets her attention. Nasrin is scowling now. She calls out, "The staff is off-limits. Who's going to get the beers otherwise?" Now she starts through the crowd, expecting it to part like a wave before her. Woe betide those who targeted the barmaid whether on accident or on purpose in their assault on the bar. As she goes Nasrin is raising her holy symbol again.

GAME: Nasrin casts True Strike. Caster Level: 4 DC: 14

"Mmmm. Still it could be her..." Lorik calls back towards Malik as he half turns towards him. Though the squeak of the barmaid gets his attention causing him to turn towards her. "Is there something I can help you with mi--"

Annnnnnd then he's tackled, though the suddenly glowing holy symbol of Elune that appears on his shield seems to be keeping him from harm. Not that he can get a good angle to actually retaliate against his attacker. "Would you get off me! I was trying to have a polite conversation!" He calls out as he attempts to crack the man over the head with the bottle...and...not do a good job of it.

There is a back door to this place. The fellow who threw the chair?

He pasues as several accusing fingers point at him. He whirls and runs for the back door qas fast as he can.

He is so not sticking around for this! Who can blame him? And then the light comes down on several people and knocks them silly.

It also darkens the room considerably.

GAME: Malik used a Wand of Magic Missile.

GAME: Malik rolls 1d4 + 1: (4)+1: 5

Malik sees Lorik get tackled by -someone-. Doesn't really matter much to him who it is. He reaches into his belt, pulling out a smooth, wooden wand as he points it toward the attacker, letting out a single sharp word. Which, in turn, causes a single, sharp bolt of energy to spring forth from the wand, striking Lorik's attacker unerringly, and with almost perfect precision. "Rude," Malik tells the man. "We were having a conversation here!"

Poor Ivy. She is comfortable with her routine. Get up in the morning, visit the temples, perform her vigil and work at the tavern, doing her best to live a virtuous life in spite of the bar brawls that explode in her workplace. She's managed to avoid the worst of it - until now, that is.

But at the shrill whistle from Malik and the acknowledgment by Nasrin of her purpose (because yes, she /does/ serve beer, tons of it every day) and Lorik's straightforward queries, she looks like a deer caught in the headlights, frozen in her place against the bar and unable to move...for now, at least. But the worsening situation forces her to weigh her options and she scuttles upon her hands and knees towards Malik, brandishing her serving platter like a shield. She seems very much determined to hide behind it, shrinking into its metal back and doing the very best impression of a turtle.

She also tries to do this without looking at either Lorik or Malik.

Probably because they're both too handsome to look upon directly. /Like staring at the sun/.

Or something.

She just points wordlessly at the poster Lorik is clutching at his hand. But whatever tale she has to tell is going to have to wait, especially when the three of the main brawlers in the room are so determined to teach the violent masses the importance of social etiquette.

Malik has connected.

GAME: Lorik casts Create Water. Caster Level: 2 DC: 13

GAME: Nasrin rolls weapon0+6+1+2+20: (2)+6+6+1+2+20: 37

"Would you just get /off/ me!" Lorik has had quite enough of rude people ruining conversations. "The nice barmaid has something to say!" He calls out as he shoves both hands into the face of the man pummeling him and summons a burst of ice cold water(drinkable even) in his attacker's face.

GAME: Nasrin rolls 1d3+1+5: (2)+1+5: 8

Nasrin advances on the man who was throwing things at Ivy. he tries to run and she shouts. everyone between her and hte fellow melts out of the way. Then she stampedes at him with a massive overpowering punch that knocks the man clean out of his boots and sends him tumbling across the floor. After that Nasrin looks up.

"...Where did the lights go?" The redhead osses her head once qd blinks as hse looks around. Because she only just now thought to ask.

The nice barmaid.

Nice.

The handsome dark elf called her nice, and Ivy hasn't even /done/ anything to warrant the compliment yet.

Behind the metal platter, she turns a delightful shade of crimson, while still hiding behind her apparatus. Now she's embarrassed /and/ horrified at the state of her workplace. There are clearly no wins for her today. /Thanks a lot, Lorik!!/

Malik points the wand again, just in case the lesson didn't take the first time, though this time he doesn't fire. Once is usually enough to get the point across. "There are plenty of other people in this bar that you can go pound on. This man and I are trying to have a chat. So unhand him, or I'm going to stick you so full of glowing shards they'll hang you from the ceiling as a decoration at the next ball."

As he notices the barmaid blushing behind her shield, however, he offers her a smile. "Nice moves with that thing. You could moonlight as a guard." Maybe he's misreading that shade of crimson as panic? Though as the cleric calls out about the lights, he winces a bit. "My bad! Didn't think the lamp thing through all the way."

"..." Nasrin surveys her kingdom and feels a surge of pride as she sees the destruction she has wrought. The Cleric forges a path through the tavern and all people in her way part. Even the most vicious of foes recognize the Red Cleric as ascendant in the halls of the Ox-Strength bar. She walks over to Ivy and Lorik, offering both of them a smile. "It's a good week for sales. They have to buy all the things in the bar. And tip for it," Nasrin notes helpfully.

Well, the bodies have certainly hit the floor. After being blastedd in the bottom by Malik, he flops over like a fish and rolls around on the ground in agoiny.

It's kind of hilarious looking, especially since he is miserably sopping wet now. There's a lot of pointing and laughing.

And now is the time when the guards finally begin to show.

And when she thought her mortification couldn't be complete, Malik turns to her, /smiles/, and paints an image of her that is larger than life. Gray eyes widen and for some reason, the atmosphere in the tavern changes for her. The half-illumination within suddenly gives way to a bright sunlit day, clear skies and crashing surf, and for some reason, the Tsuran mage is on top of a white horse, his hair blowing dramatically in the wind. It's akin to the painted covers of cheesy purple fiction books that she keeps under her bed.

This is when Ivy realizes that the brawl isn't going to be the source of her demise, but the sheer mortification of being noticed and being noticed favorably. Look, none of you understand. She has /never garnered this much attention in her life/ by people who look a thousand times better than she does.

...and then the Red Cleric arrives, resplendent in her...everything. She turtles in further behind her 'shield'. "Just please tell me when the actual guards get here," she says, but her voice is so quiet and meek that it can easily be lost in the din.

Slowly Lorik clambers back to his feet. He draws a deep breath as he looks towards the man flopping around like a landed fish. Then the pair of boots left behind as a second man goes flying. One hand clutches a shield, the other the slightly damp poster as he glances around at the carnage.

"I think he knocked them down. The lights I mean." A pause as he glances at Malik. "I don't think I ever got your name, sir."

Then a pause again, tempted to drop a darkness spell on whoever is left up. He resists though though...instead he turns to the largest knot of fighting that isn't centered around Ivy, Nasrin, Malik and himself and summons up another minor rainstorm of ice water.

Try to shock them out of it as the guards arrive. "That is enough I think!"

A glance then towards Ivy as she turtles there. "...miss? You're alright now I think. The guards /are/ here. It seems."

Malik looks like he's going to move to help the elven man up, but then Lorik is on his feet in no time flat. So instead, he just tucks his wand back into his belt, standing up as the woman in red comes closer -- and promptly moving to the other side of Lorik, just to be safe. "Speaking of the guards," Malik says, "let's all agree that we have no idea how the man on the ground over there got those injuries, since we're all fast friends and whatnot now. Malik, by the way," he tells Lorik in response to introductions. "As for your girl, last time I saw her I think she was heading toward the alchemist's stand? We didn't exactly talk. I just know the new faces." And then, over to Ivy, he asks, "Should we maybe get -you- a drink? You look a little... jittery."

''The guards /are/ here, it seems.''

Lorik seems resolute in speaking to her this way and she is /still/ hiding behind her platter. But after a moment of waiting until the guards shuffle the miscreants /out of her workplace/, she reaches out to touch the very edge of the parchment the dark elf clutches in his hand.

"I know her," she says finally, though her voice dips so softly, she can barely be heard. "Rori. She was here last night. I didn't think much of it at the time, and I really only noticed because she left a hairpin behind. I ran out to return it to her, but she wasn't alone."

She frowns at her recollection, lifting her fingers to tug at an errant dark brown strand of hair.

"It was strange," she finally decides. "The entire thing was strange."

When the other youth addresses her, she shakes her head. "I-- no, thank you. It's very kind of you but I...." Her head sinks back behind her serving platter. "Waterwillbefine."

"You did well," Nasrin notes quielty. "All of you. As everyone i nthe bar will attest ididn't really pqrticipate in the brawl. I just... Kept osme semblance of order. I think we are all safe." With this noted the owman turns toward the room at large to watch as the guard does their job. "A drink would probably be a good idea," she muses then,. "Maybe something sweet." She is a cleric, after all. Believe it or not, Nasrin knows how to heal people.

When Ivy refuses in favour of water Nasrin shakes her head. "I need to be at another barfight on the other side of town in an hour. Kor calls."

SOTD: Bolide goes to frolic at the Spot of the Day! Type +sotd to follow!

Rori has left.

Rori goes OOC.

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-=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=<* A10: Temple of Eluna *>=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=-

Eluna's temple stands near her brother's, and trees of the grove often wander their vines that way, only to be chased away by the priests--much as two children might battle in the back of a cart. Eluna's temple is composed of solemn, alabaster pillars and marble, as ancient as Her brother's though more austerely kept. Each pillar represents a phase of the moon, over which She has dominion. Their surface is scribed with the words of ancient dreams, those first recorded in the known world, when mankind was first awakening to their significance.

In the center of the temple lies a grand pool. Serene in its surface, it reflects the open sky overhead, though the temple is covered by an arched ceiling. At all times within the surface may the stars be seen. Surrounding this pool are a number of tasseled rugs, on which petitioners sit and meditate, or seek counsel for interpretation of their dreams.

Warriors of Daeus are often found here, providing guards where the wards of Eluna prefer introspection and contemplation. These fighters bear dual symbols, signifying the tie between divine father and divine daughter. They and the priests here speak in quiet voices, reminiscent of Eluna's place as the Dreaming Goddess.

To the north of the temple is a modest library, its function primarily in the way of records--recording of dreams, of meditation, of theories of the proper use of magic--teachings directly opposed by the Shadow Goddess, Taara. It is this last shift that has seen an increase in the number of guards among the temple, and the increased adoption of the Star of Tears among the belts of Seers.

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There are many that find their way to Eluna's temple. Scholars, seekers, priests, wonderers. From all across the known world. Petitioners sit on beaded rugs to whisper their prayers to her. Priests and warriors speak in hushed tones as befits a place that is filled with the power of the Dreaming Goddess. Reverence thrums though the quiet serenity of the temple...

...but in the little north section of the temple. Near its modest library there is a touch of a stir.

Well not a stir really. More a gaggle of acolytes, whispering to each other as they watch a solitary figure carry an armload of books to a table to slip one open. A gaggle of acolytes that includes at least one curious guard.

"Whats he doing?" Whispers one.

"He said he had a lot of reading to do..."

"Wasn't there some kind of disturbance at the gates to do with him?"

"Well I know there was a riot..."

"The Priests wouldn't have let him in if he was trouble though!"

Speculation abounds but the subject of the speculation is growing used to it. After all it isn't often that a Shadow Elf walks and is welcome in the halls of Eluna.

Lorik does his best to ignore the talking, his cloak pulled back to reveal the dark skin and dark hair, the hoops of silver shining in his elven ears as he carries his newest aqusition over toward a reading table. "So much to know." He mutters to himself. "Just...concentrate on one thing at a time, Lor." He mutters softly to himself. "Knowldge first then everything else..."

And he /tries/ not to think of what trouble Rori and Shiv are getting into while he's reading. That is the hardest part.

Shivani has arrived.

Off in the part of the temple nearest the neighboring temple of Gilead, another male elf walks with slow pace but the elegant posture of a ballet dancer and the silence of the fae. At the commotion of others nearer the temple library, he looks in that direction and sees the mul'niessa with the new book. He has the soul of an explorer and the boldness of an adventurer, so he strides over, past the murmurers, and speaks directly to the mul in a mild, tenor voice, thick with the exotic accent of the deep woods near Llyranost. He says, "Don't be bothered by them. You are indeed welcome here if you do honor to the Silver Huntress, or even if you are merely curious. I am Ga'Elian, a greenwalker and fiend hunter. Niessa is the divine patroness of my tribe, the Faravanilas of the Perianath." <sildanyari>

"...and then in the dream I slide down a hill where every slug I have ever eating is waiting for me. They do not have eyes but I know they are staring at me as if to say something. Probably something like 'hey, thank you for eating meeee, and bringing me closer together with all of my spirit frieeeends.' or something like that. Don't you think?"

Everbright would be one way to describe her expression as she walks with two acolytes who have the 'I've seen some shit' look on their faces, looking between one another and then back to Shivani. One opens his mouth, as if to give his expert opinion on dream interpretation while the other one reaches easily over her head to touch his shoulder and shake his head no. Instead, a wizened voice of gravel gives Shivani the best advice she might find in this place, lest her dreams be almost literally crushed.

"In all things related to the dreaming, Eluna leaves room for you to divine. And so you have done so. Ah, there is your friend, as we promised."

Then, she is there, running at a full pace to leap onto the long table butt first and slide towards Lorik until she comes to a stop, so very close to toppling his books. She plants an elbow on one, and tilts her head to the side. "LORIK! Have you ever seen a temple like this? It is so bright and welcoming and there isn't blood anywhere, it's so weir-OH. Hullo."

Immediately she lifts her other hand to salute at Ga'Elian, a customary greeting in her carnival circle. "Whut's a greenwalker?"

Aya has arrived.

The musical language of his people draws Lorik up out of the book as he looks up towards the other elf that approaches. There is a surprised blink as he is addressed directly, but the surprise fades into a smile as he nods towards Ga'Elian with a touch of relief on his face that he isn't being shouted at or whispered about.

In the same language he replies easily, though his one accent is more clipped sounding. Rapid fire and slightly harsher. "In truth they aren't throwing stones or garbage, whispers and thrown words is an improvement over yesterday and I'm glad for it." There is a wry smile then. "But I am glad to be welcomed. I do follow the Sky-Singer, as a Seeker of what is lost. And I am Lori'thalik Vel'skorinath. Though most people tend to call me Lorik." Again that darkly amused smile crosses his face. "Sadly I think if I still followed my families patron here, I would not be as welcomed as I am."

This doesn't seem like a place for Taara.

That might even be why one of the guards is still posted here. Vel'skorinath is a family name well known to Taara's enemies as one who zealously follows the path of Shadows.

The Inquisitor pauses a moment though as he hears another familiar voice and sloowly turns at the sound of running feet. Almost as this happens very often by the time Shiv is sliding down the table he's already picking up his books just in case. Though she stops before knocking any of them over.

He can't help but nod though. "I admit this is different. No undead, no blood, no errie chanting. I think I might like it though." He adds towards the other Mul with a flash of a smile before glancing over towards Ga'Elian. "Ah and this is my cousin, Shivani." A look back towards the agile little Mul. "And I think he means a forest walker? He knows his way around forests?" A glance again towards Ga'Elian for confirmation of that one.

He's guessing here.

Ga'Elian nods. "That's right. And, how you describe your other temple experiences sounds... repulsive. There are many who do not take well to sight of your race, especially in light of the recent tensions with Charn, but Alexandria is as cosmopolitan a city as one is likely to find in all Ea, and I, for one, am not so shocked by the mul'niessa I see here. Now if I had happened upon the pair of you out in the remote villages or wilderness, you might have several arrows in you by now." He smiles coyly, as if possibly teasing, but possibly not.

"Oh with this much green all over outside your city I suppose it must need people to walk on it, like you are massaging the green. Giving it all a good back rub, yus?" Shivani's accent is most severe even in tradespeak, hailing from the lowest of the low in her city, but one can always count on the musical, projecting nature of her voice and ever-uplifting demeanor to get her meaning through. "Yus where we are from, only temples to Taara and her dark darkness. They do some messed up shuzz in those places, let me tell you."

Word that they might have been enfiladed with arrows in short order brings her eyes wide, and she shifts them in Lorik's direction, before looking back to Elian. "Well...THEN IT'S GOOD WE MEET YOU HERE, C'MON PAL!"

Shivani slips from the table and steps forward in an attempt to wrap Ga'Elian in a big, big hug. As big a hug as someone of her slight stature and mediocre height can manage. "Thank you so much for not finding us and putting holes in us you are our best new friend ever. Other than that one girl who helped save me from prison. And our friend who is very close to Eluna, you would not even believe the stuff she talks to Eluna about. Also there is another pale-elf who uses lots of worrrrrrrdsss..."

She could go on and on, really. She has lots of new best friends in this place. The bar is appropriately low: Don't try to murder her, and it seems you're good people.

A gathering of mul'niessa in the city is fairly rare, and in the temples even more so. Perhaps that a somewhat familiar face, in general and not her own reflection is what draws Aya's attention to the Elunite temple. Moreso at the moment than the norm, that is.

Wherever she and her attention were, they are now both in the immediate vicinity.

"You should be cautious of fleas," she notes from beside a contrasting alabaster pillar where she was not present moments ago. "His ally is likely riddled with them, and neither bathe often... or so I've been told."

"Well now that I know there are other ways, it does sound repulsive." Lorik says with a easy smile as he sets his hand on the books in front of him. "Until then though it was...just how it was done." There is an apologetic shrug at that. "I know it sounds horrible but...its what I grew up with. Shivani too." There is a twist of a smile as he glances at the other Mul. "Now you might understand why we left, eh?"

"I'm glad that we didn't meet you out there then. I've been on the business end of arrows more than once and don't really enjoy i--"

But then Shivani is reacting...how...she does and Lorik pauses to sigh slightly.

"Sorry. She's a hugger. And enthuastic." He says with a shake of his head. "But its true. A priestess of Elune helped us escape, and now here we are. Hopefully we won't cause too much trouble in the city here. Though if we meet more people like you it seems like it will go better for us!"

But then there is another voice, an unknown one. Lorik's eyes shift towards the new figure with a surprised look. "I...what?" He bathes! He swares he does! "I mean I've been on the road to get here some time but I don't think I'm that bad off, especially after the stop at the inn with the proper bathtub yesterday..." A longer pause as he looks towards Aya. "...I mean. Er...hello? I'm Lori'thalik, but Lorik will do."

Jenner has arrived.

Aya arches a brow at the enthusiastic and/or embrace-inclined. "Left from where? Escaped from whom? There are many places and people many would like to avoid."

As the embrace concludes, she steps back to see... another Mul! It brings excitement to her violet eyes and a beaming smile to her face, right up until the suggestion that she may have fleas is made. This is not offensive, but she does reach up to vigorously scratch at the back of her head. "No no, no fleas. I check all the time. Also the prison-people checked. Do not worry, they were just confused and thought I was an evil spy meant to destroy all of their city. Hullo! I do not have fleas, but I do have a pouch of slugs, still mostly fresh and alive from our trek to the surface. Some are still glowing, are you hungry?"

As if to menace, and reach for a weapon, she reaches for a slime ridden sack of collected slugs.

"As for escaping, well, in the Undercity where we were from, being someone who does not like the Shadow Council or Taara can usually get you gutted. Usually. Sometimes not." She winces a little, and makes a wavering motion with one hand extended palm down.

"BUT YOU KNOW THiS MUL PAL, I mean, wait. Were you born up here, or down there?"

"Oh, yus, my manners suffer. You may call me Shiv, hullo!" She says this, after reaching for the slugs, to Aya.

Grey, veiled by mist. Windless-- as though covered a wet cloth. Classic weather near the sea-side, and the click of claws give way to the tap-tap of booted feet.

Quick steps lead the stride of Jenner's calm pace, brought short by the sight of elves within the temple enclosure. *Shadow* elves.

One can practically read the indecision: Fireball? Lightning? Parlay? Choices, choices...

One corner of Aya's mouth lifts in bemusementand she gestures to Ga'Elian while looking to Shiv,"I was referring to him. You might have them now." A exhale of understanding follows as Shiv explains from whence she came, along with a roll of one shoulder. "One is free to choose any ally they wish. So long as you choose a powerful one, and they remain so, you'll be fine. Thul, Taara, Maugrim... they are all influential, in their own ways. Just as the pantheon is, here..." Now she gestures around the temple square vaguely.

"Usually so." Lorik's tone is much more polished than Shivani's but that same harsher edge to the accent is there. "So as my cousin said, left the Undercity and escaped from the priests of Taara, and came here. Which is much more hospitable. Less variety of mushrooms, but I can live with that if it means less possibility of being gutted." There is a touch of a laugh there, as he glances down slightly.

"More books too. Books on a variety of topics and I approve of that!" Again a smile before he shakes his head, glancing towards Shiv for a moment before he sighs. "...yes, that whole thing with the guard was entirely a mistake. Which I am glad got cleared up." And surely won't come back to haunt them.

Jenner's appearance causes Lorik to tilt his head slightly to look around Shiv and her pouch of slug snacks and wave tentatively. Not in a spellcasting way. Please no fireballs those hurt.

He turns to look back at Aya though and a twinge of embarassment comes for a moment. "Oh. OH! He's a forest walker and...yes. Sorry!" He's gotten to used to people flinging insults at him. "Though you're right, Taara is very influential. Just...also very jealous."

Ga'Elian is perhaps slightly startled at Shiv's enthusiastic hug, but it hardly shows as he is quick to reciprocate warmly. In response to the talk of fleas, however, he says in a perfectly serious tone, "Oh, Erithamiel and I bathe all the time. I enjoy the river and the lakes most heartily. Anyway, hello Aya. This is about the last place I would ever expect to find you." Then, "Hi, Jenner. It's been a while."

Jenner gazes for a few seconds more, the hackles of his posture settling as he releases a slow breath in exhale. A brief moment of embarassment follows-- he reaches up, head bowing as he adjusts the eyepatch over his features, striding forward with a calm demeanor.

"Well, at least you are at a good place," he offers, voicing a quiet chuckle. "Eluna has a tendency to gather strays of all sorts, so her temple should be a safe place to rest. Or, so I am told." He turns his eye on the gathered Mul'niessa, curiosity alighting his features. "I am Jenner Talaskir.I presume you are not here to pillage, loot, and otherwise do unspeakable things to the environs? Greetings Ga'Elian." He grins in bemusement, shaking his head. "...fleas?"

Aya now lifts her brow to Ga'Elian, though it also seems to draw the lipcorner beneath it upwards as well. "Why is that? I'm as curious as anyone else. I even met a refreshingly open-minded Sunblade a week past, and we determined that I won't, in fact, immolate to a cinder stepping onto Daeus' blessed grounds. Despite what some may believe."

Her eyes shift to the settling chuckler and her head dips in a nod. "One of the things I am curious about: what manner of strays might collect here."

"How can you do an unspoke-able thing, I have a hard time doing something I cannot speak about. Let me think though."

The blank stare, fixated just past Aya and on a pillar can practically emote the gears turning. Shiv sniffs once. "Mmm... I forgot again what it was I was trying to figure out but I very much like your eye patch. It makes your other eye so much more vibrant green. OH! Ga'Elian is a GREEN WALKER. Do you think it means he could possibly step into your eye and use it to a portal to another dimension?"

Into the bag her hand goes, and from it she pulls two glowing slugs, one blue, one orange. The first she flicks into her mouth and noisily chews away until bits of it highlight her smile. She in turn offers the other, the orange one, to those gathered.

"Very juicy, not to tart. Very very good. I have been feeding them good food I got yesterday."

In fact Shiv has a small sack tied onto her belt labeled 'sawdust'. In fact, she has been feeding them nothing of substance and has likely been putting them out of their misery. "Try one Jenner! It is so very nice to meet you since you do not seem like you wish to arrest or keel us!"

"You would be surprised," the human says,reaching up to brush his chin in thought. "Various elves, obviously, but sometimes wilder, more unusul sort. Egalring of wild winds, not ready to rejoin an aerie. Certain..... afflicted." He glances up at the moon, sighing heavily. "As close as this civilization is to various wildlands and forests, it is a common thing for the Druids to take part in sharing what they can. Werewolves."

To the offered slug, the mage bites back a quick laughter. "Thank you," he says without preamble, accepting the glowing slug with a curious eye. "Though I am not sure how one eats them. I tend to keep raw food to a minimum. Close to civil strands; too much wildness makes it hard to keep focus on the spell lines. As for eye-gates...

He pauses, trailing off in thought before he pops the slug up with a grimace. "Let us try that at a firm and settled time."

Aya lifts one hand to decline, though it adjusts into a gesture of encouragement to Jenner. Far be it for her to deny another their glowing, slimy snacks.

"Well Eluna gathered me," Lorik says with some amusement as he taps the holy symbol arrayed on the side of his belt. "So I can confirm that much Master Talaskir." Titles are hard around here. He isn't sure what he should use. "I'm Lori'thalik, but please its easier to call me Lorik. And all I am here to do is catch up on a half-century of lost reading time." He adds with a flash of a grin before glancing towards Aya, then towards Ga'Elian.

"...it is amazing how many people seem to know each other around here. Are you all in similar business?"

Then Shivani goes on about eyegates and Lorik just shakes his head again. This is about what he's used to, but when Jenner just goes with it there is a grateful smile that comes to the seekers face.

"You may want to keep hold of the snacks you have, Shiv. They might be harder to come by up here." He points out towards the happily chewing Mul.

Though there is a pause from Lorik for a moment before he glances back towards Elian. "Erithamiel?" He caught the name, but no one else seems to be here. And the lady's name is Aya. So much information coming at him so quick. He needs to buy a notebook.

Ga'Elian glances around. As the gathering has grown, other onlookers withdraw to whisper to each other at a greater distance. The ranger says, "Trees? Yes. They make fine portals, but eyes? I'd never have considered it." Then, "Lori'thalik, we who have been around the Adventurers Guild for a while do tend to at least recognize each other. And Erithamiel is the griffon with whom I am bonded. Eluna is, as I think I said earlier, the divine patroness of my tribe, but more Sylvanori put the Green Word first in their faith. I draw the power for my magic from the Sky Singer, but I bear the mark of the Great Stag in my flesh."

Jenner struggles gamely--DEAR GODS THE SLIMYCHEWYNESS-- swallowing with a heavy shudder, before he coughs heavily. "A companion," he manages, gesturing towards the wild elven before pounding briefly on his chest. "Interesting testure. Like the old seasickness cure we use aboard ship." He coughs, grimacing as he exhales with a shudder. Bending at the waist, he reaches for the pouch at his side, shaking fingers digging into the worn leather for an old rosewood pipe. "Please. Call me Jenner. I haven't gone by 'Master' since I taught at the Academy."

He lifts the pipe to his lips, tamping a quick (and heavy) dose of tobacco into the bowl before summoning a hot ember with a whisper. "Nor 'Talaskir' since longer than that. Ser Ga'Elian's an old acquaintance from teaching days. A few odds and ends and tricks."

When Aya declines but Jenner accepts, Shiv seems happy enough, tying the bag back and elbowing Lorik just a little. "They will go bad! They do not last long out here in the light places. It burnsssss them. But a stomach? Seems dark enough." A wink, and then she has a chewing contest with Jenner until the slug is gone from her mouth. Of course she notices Jenner's reaction, completely mis-interpreting it. "Ets good, right?! Spell lines? Gryhuns? Stags?! I would love to know everything about all of these things as long as it does not mean any more reading."

Did an errant book just get knocked from a pile as she shoves her bottom back against the table? Probably. Probably an accident.

"But tell me.."

Shiv looks to Aya here, one eye a bit larger than the other with her strange expression, as if recall itself were painful. "Whut was your name again? You are looking most nice today by the way despite having no slugs so, good job on that. Do you adventure in this guilde as well? Are they okay with Mul'niessa having a part in this? LORIK! We should do this."

"The Adventurer's Guild attracts, and encourages, all manner of individuals," Aya agrees and confirms with Ga'Elian. She looks to the curious slugtender. "Thank you..." She seems slightly uncertain whether it is truly a compliment. "I do. When work needs completed, biases can be overlooked, at least temporarily. Of course, the rising concerns in the city have made mul'niessa more a target than before."

Slug already accepted, Lorik's assistance can do no more and the Mul can't help but cover a smile as Jenner chews. "Jenner then. Ah you both used to teach?" He glances between the one eyed human and the elf for a moment in suprise before he chuckles slightly. "Ah no offence, it is harder to gage age and experience for me."

When your family gaged power by what kind of undead they can raise its sometimes hard to gage other people. He's trying though.

"Oh! I've heard of the Adventurer's Guild..." A flash of a grin towards Shiv. "...and I think you're right. I mean we have to have some way to support ourselves, we can't just rely on the temple forever." A pause for a moment as he glances back towards Aya. "Recennt trouble with the Mul'niessa? I mean we were stopped at the gate, and someone bribed some guards to arrest Shivani..." A nod towards the slugtending girl. "...but I thought that perhaps that was normal?"

His 'normal' is way off center.

"But if we do good work we can maybe get them to look beyond the concerns, at least hopefully!"

Ga'Elian shakes his head, "The only time I've ever been in a classroom was when I was being studied or that time when I needed to ask an expert for help with a mystery box."

Smoke drifts from the pipe bowl, a swirling curve of faint steel-blue and smoldering grey. "Just be useful and the city elders overlook everything," Jenner growls darkly, a champing on the stem of the pipe before he relents. Grimacing, he takes another draught of the smoke, filling his lungs before exhaling once again. "Mmmf. I'm being impolite."

Shifting his grasp on the pipe, he sketches a brief bow, nodding to the collected. "I did," he answers, turning towards Lorik, puffing softly. "For a time, I taught a class; a few years later, I was specifically a tutor for a young lady, before the Strangeness came down on the city and whisked it away.. He glances towards Shivani, puffing thoughtfully. "Perhaps, but I do not know. Just be careful and cautious, especially when walking the streets at night."

He grins, glancing slyly at Ga'Elian. "Ask him about his skills treating with nobility and the theatre some time."

There is an audible gasp that splits the air just shortly after exchanging an encouraged look with Lorik. This Guild sounds like a good way to make a new life! "WHUT. A mystree box?! Did you get it open? Huh? Did you? C'mon man don't tell me you have this box that no one knows what's in it and you won't tell us. C'moooooonnnn."

At this, Shiv reaches out to poke at Ga'Elian in the ribs, chiding him as she might any old friend. "AND you mingle with nobles in a theater? Did they dance with you? Sing with you? Was anyone executed?"

Like Lorik, her normal is a little off of the normal world they now inhabit.

"If any were," Aya glances to Ga'Elian with mild curiosity, "I regret having missed it. A few less nobles is usually the path to a better future, given that they're only noble in title."

As Shivani starts to poke and proad at Ga'Elian, Lorik just shakes his head as he closes the books. Quietly picking up the one Shiv knocked off accidently(on purpose) and blinks for a moment. "I'm sure no one was executed, Shivani. It doesn't seem like it was that kind of theater." He says easily as he starts to stand. "But we should find this Guild, and see what work they might have for us! It was a pleasure to meet you all though!"

Lorik nods his head. "And thanks for the advice..." A pause. "...come on though, Shavani. I'm sure Ga'Elian can tell us about the box later?" A glance at the ranger for a moment. "...and we should go find out where Kael and Ithiliel got off too." A pause. "And if Rori has set anything else on half-fire."

...how do you even set something on half-fire?!

There is a slight wince about the comment about nobles, but he doesn't seem to disagree with Aya before he starts packing what goods he's allowed to borrow.

Ga'Elian nods, "Yeah. The mystery box had a letter in it, in which a conspirator was telling a would-be partner-in-crime his plans and how the recipient could help. The authorities arrested them, and that was that. And for the nobles and the theater, I couldn't really say if the people there were nobles, I suppose they might have been, but I was there to experience the city's cultural phenomenon that is theater. I didn't know how the process worked nor what went on, but on several ocassions, I'd seen crowds of people either queueing up to get in or pouring out, and so I thought I'd check out what was going on. Anyway, ai had recently met a human called Kisaiya, and she told me she was a princess. Anyway, she happened to be at the theated when I came by. Seeing her familiar face, I told her what I was about, and she helped. While we were in the line to be seated, it occurred to me that dressed as an adventurer as I was, my attire didn't seem to match the wardrobe of the other theater-goers. A while before that, I had been on a Guild mission to provide security to a Myrrish prince at a fashion show and ball, which was my first exposure to such activities. In the course of that mission, the one who hired us, a woman called Madame Gelfure, rewarded our service by bestowing a gift of togas upon each of us, as the ball ended up with all the guests in togas. Anyway, back at the theater, I asked Princess Kisaiya whether I oughtn't change. She enthusiastically agreed, so I stripped down right there in line and then put the toga on. Apparently while I was changing my raiment, there was some kerfuffle that happened, but all I knew was that once I was dressed again, the princess took me to some seats that were grouped into something called a "box". And some old lady was ejected from the theater for trying to get in without tick-ets, whatever those are. I gather Princess Kisaiya dealt with the matter of tick-ets, because I still don't know what they even are, and was just glad that I didn't get ejected too."

The sound of her voice bubbling through her throat should give only a moment's warning to the whole of the temple, as Shiv throws her head back in a cackle so mad one might imagine her dancing about in blood and entrails while raising double daggers to the cavern ceiling. Really, there are a few things you can't leave fully behind when you've grown only to know evil, and her laugh is one of those things. Bubbly, joyous at first, and utterly mad.

"THEY LIVE IN FEAR OF YOUR DANGER NOODLE! Ghuz fa, that is some terrible nonsense right there. Most of the theaters where we are from being naked is a feature. But then, you get your clothing pretty messy in the first few rows, you know?"

Lorik tells her to come along and it snaps her away from her new friends, but she looks at Aya, in her neat clothing and mysterious way, and then Ga'Elian and finally Jenner, and concludes that though their time was short, she would love to meet all of these people again.

"Look man that is some crazy shuz, nobles are always making things crazy and sometimes dead in fact. We will talk again soon but for now we have to go do something with all of Lorik's stoopid books on who knows what."

Her smile, cast at lorik, beams bright. Clearly, she is joking. Right?

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Lori’thalik Vel’skorinath comes from a long and prestigious line of shadow elves loyal to Taara. Assassins, Inquisitors, Clerics. The Vel’skorinath family is proud of this family history, lording it over lesser families. Touting their status as favored souls of their goddess. They control cities and manipulate their populous to their own ends. The Vel’skorinath is a family mentioned in hushed conspiracies in dark corners and in lavish parties thrown for the favored of Taara. Which makes it all the more mortifying for the heads of the house when one of their number goes bad.

Or...good as the case may be.

Lorik Vel’skorinath grew up in the shadow of his family. Trained as a faithful of Taara. Raised in the shadows and lore of the dark goddess. He joined the order of the Inquisitors, searching out lost relics of his people. Of course that is where the trouble started. Lorik, much to the disappointment of his parents and the family at large happened to be someone who had an inquisitive mind and a penchant for asking uncomfortable questions.

His place as a recovery agent gave him a unique place for him to ask questions. He found lore and artifacts that caused the ideas he was taught to fracture and crack. He began to doubt in his teachings and his family. Asking pointed questions until one day a strange figure showed up at his door. Thankfully this wasn’t someone who was going to end him. It was a representative from a local cell of the resistance. Who recruited young Lorik on the spot.

He quietly used his family’s influence to help the little pocket of revolution he had stumbled into. The resistance used his influence sparingly, all the while Lorik went on expeditions to find lost relics and rituals. He found out he actually enjoyed the work, even though he learned more and more just how wrong what he had been told was. He enjoyed the adventures though. The madness that he experienced while out from under the influence of his own family and the rebellion always made him feel more alive. This was made worse by his meeting few slaves from above that he plied for stories. It seemed though he was very much on his way to becoming the head of his own little cell.

Of course that didn’t quite work out.

He never found out just how his family became aware of his activities. In hindsight perhaps attempting to lie around a family that included multiple inquisitors and seers was a poor idea. He only knows the results of that knowledge. The first resistance cell was torn apart while he was running message, and Lorik hardly made it out of the ambush alive along with one other member. He hardly got back to his own cell to distribute a warning before they were again attacked. It would have been over quite then and there for him and his companions if he hadn’t remembered the light elven cleric who shared her stories of the surface with him. Stay and fight, or flee for his life and perhaps return a different day?

The choice wasn’t hard to make.

Freeing the slaves at least helped add to the chaos of the moment and allowed Lorik and his new companions to make good their escape. Only a /little/ of the family home was burned, and they didn’t /mean/ to knock down the wall on the way out. Or knock his uncle into the rubbish heap. It was all just a series of unfortunate events and he doesn’t really see why they still are so mad about it.

However at least at the moment escape was made, and the little group of new ‘friends’ decided to make their fortunes on the surface. At least that is his plan. His family might have something to say about that. As well as his penchant for getting distracted by the first mystery relic to come along.


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Relic Hunter: Lorik does love to search for lost things, and he's not that bad at it! So he's happy to go off on the call of adventures to try to find whats lost and bring it back to its proper home.

Hunted: Lorik's family isn't quite pleased that he left so suddenly, and that he took his cousin and his sister. And that he knows about the deep conspiracies of the Shadow Council. So there is a black mark on his head just from that. Not to mention some people on the surface don't seem to like him very much.

Newcomer: Lorik has spend most of his time underground in the cities of his people, so he still isn't quite sure what to make of the brightly lit realms. This comes out in sometimes amusing and sometimes embarrassing mistakes that he can get himself into.

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==A==
* [[Atleti]]
* [[Aasir]]
* [[Abigail]]
* [[Abrahil]]
* [[Aenyn]]
* [[Aegremar]]
* [[Agril]]
* [[Aithil]]
* [[Albain de Corveaux]]
* [[Alik]]
* [[Amara]]
* [[Amira|Amir'a al'Jarim]]
* [[Amithil]]
* [[Ansrir]]
* [[Arafel Gemlord]]
* [[Alba]]
* [[Aldean]]
* [[An'thirya]]
* [[Arnora|Arnora Stonesmasher]]
* [[Aria]]
* [[Arisha]]
* [[Arithand'ruil Thal'lassar'van]]
* [[Arynel]]
* [[Astaren]]
* [[Astraea]]
* [[Athrian|Athrian Mourne]]
* [[Auk]]
* [[Aurala]]
* [[Aznara]]
* [[Azog]]

==B==
* [[Bashkim|Bashkim Sylaj]]
* [[Belcat]]
* [[Bennet]]
* [[Benthus]]
* [[Bor]]
* [[Boshter]]
* [[Baz]]

==C==
* [[Caine]]
* [[Carwyn]]
* [[Cesran]]
* [[Charlotte]]
* [[Colrick Voss]]
* [[Coldan]]
* [[Constantin]]
* [[Craft]]
* [[Crow]]
* [[Criax]]
* [[Charis]]
* [[Cassandra]]

==D==
* [[Declan|Declan Hollis]]
* [[Devola]]
* [[Diemma|Sister Diemma]]
* [[Drok'thar]]
* [[Duncan]]
* [[Durrankar]]
* [[Dylan]]
* [[Dhanae]]

==E==
* [[Edgard|Sir Edgard de Lecadre]]
* [[Edmee|Edmee Sulwen]]
* [[Elessa]]
* [[Eliathitae]]
* [[Elisabeth du Leoncorte]]
* [[Eliot Le Roux]]
* [[Evangeline]]
* [[Ethel]]

==F==
* [[Faiza]]
* [[Fiona]]
* [[Fiore]]
* [[Fishbelly]]
* [[Folkmar]]
* [[Ferawyn]]
* [[Fayde]]
* [[Fazahd]]

==G==
* [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas]]
* [[Ganbaatar]]
* [[Garak]]
* [[Garrin]]
* [[Gimring]]
* [[Godwyn Sylvan]]
* [[Grush]]

==H==
* [[Haggerty]]

==I==
* [[Iadoth]]
* [[Ionus]]
* [[Iuitl]]

==J==
* [[Jahnavi]]
* [[Jareth]]
* [[Jessa]]
* [[Jian]]
* [[Jibbom]]
* [[Jessamy]]

==K==
* [[Kai]]
* [[Kailin]]
* [[Kaliara|Kaliara Sein]]
* [[Karelin Andarin]]
* [[Kerbasi]]
* [[Khera]]
* [[Kilian]]
* [[Kirran]]
* [[Kisaiya]]
* [[Kojot|Kojot Wydmy]]
* [[Koszhey Urvald Malinovyi]]
* [[Kravar]]
* [[Krom]]
* [[Kuumvu]]
* [[Kyra Smith]]
* [[Katyana]]

==L==
* [[Ladislaus]]
* [[Landau]]
* [[Larron]]
* [[Lash]]
* [[Latenat]]
* [[Leilani]]
* [[Leisel]]
* [[Lelian]]
* [[Lenore]]
* [[Lesmae]]
* [[Lilyth]]
* [[Lithuin]]
* [[Lockwood]]
* [[Lorik]]
* [[Lunair]]
* [[Lysa]]

==M==
* [[Malik]]
* [[Margaret]]
* [[Marley]]
* [[Matthias Haelker]]
* [[Meihui]]
* [[Mikilos]]
* [[Miles]]
* [[Millicent]]
* [[Miriai]]
* [[Miruan]]
* [[Mittens]]
* [[Mocharaos]]
* [[Mogrinaar]]
* [[Munch]]
* [[Myaris]]
* [[Myrana Jn'Rajh]]
* [[Mayahuel]]

==N==
* [[Nadara]]
* [[Nako]]
* [[Nerm]]
* [[Nysalia]]
* [[Nicolai]]
* [[Nasrin]]

==O==
* [[Oates|Jack Oates]]
* [[Oliver]]
* [[Ollithial]]
* [[Omah]]
* [[Ormarr]]

==P==
* [[Pallas]]
* [[Pendleton]]
* [[Pelka]]

==Q==
*[[Quixote]]

==R==
* [[Ralickwort]]
* [[Raethon]]
* [[Raniq]]
* [[Rassata]]
* [[Razen]]
* [[Redmane]]
* [[Rhodes]]
* [[Roland]]
* [[Rogun]]
* [[Rayne]]
* [[Renfrey]]
* [[Rakim]]
* [[Rhar]]
* [[Rori]]
* [[Roselle]]

==S==
* [[Lady Sandiel]]
* [[Saiorse]]
* [[Sarcis]]
* [[Sasha]]
* [[Savengriff]]
* [[Sebropert]]
* [[Selerik]]
* [[Selia]]
* [[Hailee Serene Tigriil]]
* [[Serraphine]]
* [[Setiawan|Setiawan 'Seti' Bambangputra]]
* [[Shaoqing]]
* [[Shivani]]
* [[Shyntae]]
* [[Silmeria]]
* [[Solace]]
* [[Sophia Lightbringer]]
* [[Sparrow]]
* [[Spike]]
* [[Ssylrath]]
* [[Stjepan]]
* [[Stirling]]
* [[Svarshan]]
* [[Symar]]

==T==
* [[Tak]]
* [[Takiyah|Takiyah Tinkerfist]]
* [[Taleth]]
* [[Talia]]
* [[Tea'andra]]
* [[Thaim]]
* [[Thistle]]
* [[Thyrson]]
* [[Tija Woari]]
* [[Tsarra]]
* [[Tsunetomo]]
* [[Tatyannah]]
* [[Torgrim Stonehelm]]

==U==

==V==
* [[Valkea]]
* [[Vasya]]
* [[Vekson]]
* [[Velothin]]
* [[Vennan|Vennan Hartose]]
* [[Vroole]]
* [[Vuk]]
* [[Verna]]
* [[Virton]]
* [[Viranchi]]

==W==
* [[Whuridred]]

==X==
* [[Xiuhcoatl]]

==Y==
* [[Younger, Bruce The|Bruce the Younger]]
* [[Yngvild]]
* [[Yelrona]]
* [[Yexto]]

==Z==
* [[Zahara]]
* [[Zalara]]
* [[Zaxx]]
* [[Zenia|Zenia Petroni]]
* [[Zephyr]]
* [[Zippo]]
* [[Zoob]]