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Zapolklnex

2020-04-03T19:48:04Z

James: /* Crax */

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Zapolklnex
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{{CPSUBHEAD-START}}Background{{CPSUBHEAD-END}}
Zapolklnex was born and lived his early years in the Mul'niessa caverns beneath Charn, ruled by the Council, with all the horrible things that implies. Worshipping Taara, believing the lies.

As a young person though he also had powers, powers he got with no effort whatsoever. These powers he used, according to the teachings of the cult of Taara, to gain power for himself. That power gave him access, and the means to see things and go places. He also happens to have innate talents persuasion and intimidation, that when combined with the innate sorcery, could give him even more options to break rules.

In his travels through the caverns, by chance he came across some rebels, who had come back from their base in Veyshan, to liberate those they could. And so, they kidnapped him and took him away.

At first this concerned him, but when they gave him more food, and treated him better than anyone ever head, it made the young Mul'niessa receptive to what they had to say. And so he learned about what lies he had been taught, what was really going on, and what options there were.

Zapolklnex came to reject Taara, instead choosing to follow Tarien, believing that only some luck will allow his people to be freed from the lies of the council. But a little of Taara still is imprinted in his thought patterns, and he decides that he will seek to gain the ability to come back and disrupt.

He also sees that Veyshan is little better than Charn or the caverns of the Council, and so takes a ship across the sea to Alexandria, and begin to use his powers to gain the ability to return and challenge the council.

{{CPSUBHEAD-START}}Roleplay Hooks{{CPSUBHEAD-END}}
* Mul'niessa
* Rebellion against the Shadow Council
* Sorcery
* Gathering money and power

{{CPSUBHEAD-START}}Trivia{{CPSUBHEAD-END}}
* TBD

{{CPSUBHEAD-START}}Familiar{{CPSUBHEAD-END}}
== Crax ==
Raven Familiar

N Tiny Animal

4 HD

=== Senses ===
'''Init''' +2 (+2 Dex)

Perception +6

Low-Light Vision

=== Defense ===
'''AC''' 16, touch 15, flat-footed 14 (+2 Dex, +2 Size, +1 Familiar Level 4)

'''HP''' 6

'''Fort''' +1 (+2 familiar, -1 Con), '''Ref''' +4 (+2 familiar, +2 Dex), '''Will''' +6 (+4 Zapolklnex, +2 Wis)

=== Offense ===
'''Speed''' 10ft, '''Fly''' 40ft

'''Melee''' Bite +4 (1d3-4) (Zapolklnex BAB 2 + Crax Dex mod +2)

'''Space''' 2-1/2 ft, '''Reach''' 0 ft

=== Statistics ===
'''Str''' 2, '''Dex''' 15, '''Con''' 8, '''Int''' 7, '''Wis''' 15, '''Cha''' 7

'''BAB''' +2 (Zapolklnex), '''CMB''' +0, '''CMD''' 6

'''Feats''' Skill Focus (Perception), Weapon Finesse, Alertness (when in arm's reach of Zapolklnex), Improved Evasion

'''Abilities''' Share Spells, Empathic Link, Deliver touch spells

'''Skills''' Fly +6, Perception +6, plus any Zapolklnex skills

'''Language''' Sildanyari

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{{Badge-Title|Mul'niessa PC Badge}}
{{Badge-Entry|Family Name}}Sha'xallan
{{Badge-Entry|Role}}Kidnapped/rescued from the caverns as a youth. Now a rebel.
{{Badge-Entry|Faith}}Tarien
{{Badge-Entry|The Bargain}}Zapolklnex has rejected Taara.
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{{Badge-Content}}
{{Badge-Title|Faith PC Badge}}
{{Badge-Entry|Faith}}Tarien
{{Badge-Entry|Temple}}Alexandria Temple
{{Badge-Entry|Role}}New convert gradually adapting to the teachings of Tarien, having rejected Taara
{{Badge-Entry|Landmarks}}Brand new to Tarien, relatively, after many decades following Taara culturally.

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[[Category:Charneth|Zapolklnex]]
[[Category:Mul'niessa|Zapolklnex]]
[[Category:Player|Zapolklnex]]
[[Category:Sorcerer|Zapolklnex]]
[[Category:Tarienite|Zapolklnex]]

Zapolklnex

2020-04-03T19:47:14Z

James: /* Crax */

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Zapolklnex
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{{CPSUBHEAD-START}}Background{{CPSUBHEAD-END}}
Zapolklnex was born and lived his early years in the Mul'niessa caverns beneath Charn, ruled by the Council, with all the horrible things that implies. Worshipping Taara, believing the lies.

As a young person though he also had powers, powers he got with no effort whatsoever. These powers he used, according to the teachings of the cult of Taara, to gain power for himself. That power gave him access, and the means to see things and go places. He also happens to have innate talents persuasion and intimidation, that when combined with the innate sorcery, could give him even more options to break rules.

In his travels through the caverns, by chance he came across some rebels, who had come back from their base in Veyshan, to liberate those they could. And so, they kidnapped him and took him away.

At first this concerned him, but when they gave him more food, and treated him better than anyone ever head, it made the young Mul'niessa receptive to what they had to say. And so he learned about what lies he had been taught, what was really going on, and what options there were.

Zapolklnex came to reject Taara, instead choosing to follow Tarien, believing that only some luck will allow his people to be freed from the lies of the council. But a little of Taara still is imprinted in his thought patterns, and he decides that he will seek to gain the ability to come back and disrupt.

He also sees that Veyshan is little better than Charn or the caverns of the Council, and so takes a ship across the sea to Alexandria, and begin to use his powers to gain the ability to return and challenge the council.

{{CPSUBHEAD-START}}Roleplay Hooks{{CPSUBHEAD-END}}
* Mul'niessa
* Rebellion against the Shadow Council
* Sorcery
* Gathering money and power

{{CPSUBHEAD-START}}Trivia{{CPSUBHEAD-END}}
* TBD

{{CPSUBHEAD-START}}Familiar{{CPSUBHEAD-END}}
== Crax ==
Raven Familiar

N Tiny Animal

4 HD

=== Senses ===
'''Init''' +2 (+2 Dex)

Perception +6

Low-Light Vision

=== Defense ===
'''AC''' 16, touch 15, flat-footed 14 (+2 Dex, +2 Size, +1 Familiar Level 4)

'''HP''' 6

'''Fort''' +1 (+2 familiar, -1 Con), '''Ref''' +4 (+2 familiar, +2 Dex), '''Will''' +6 (+4 Zapolklnex, +2 Wis)

=== Offense ===
'''Speed''' 10ft, '''Fly''' 40ft

'''Melee''' Bite +4 (1d3-4) (Zapolklnex BAB 2 + Crax Dex mod +2)

'''Space''' 2-1/2 ft, '''Reach''' 0 ft

=== Statistics ===
'''Str''' 2, '''Dex''' 15, '''Con''' 8, '''Int''' 7, '''Wis''' 15, '''Cha''' 7

'''BAB''' +0, '''CMB''' +0, '''CMD''' 6

'''Feats''' Skill Focus (Perception), Weapon Finesse, Alertness (when in arm's reach of Zapolklnex), Improved Evasion

'''Abilities''' Share Spells, Empathic Link, Deliver touch spells

'''Skills''' Fly +6, Perception +6, plus any Zapolklnex skills

'''Language''' Sildanyari

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{{Badge}}
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{{Badge-Title|Mul'niessa PC Badge}}
{{Badge-Entry|Family Name}}Sha'xallan
{{Badge-Entry|Role}}Kidnapped/rescued from the caverns as a youth. Now a rebel.
{{Badge-Entry|Faith}}Tarien
{{Badge-Entry|The Bargain}}Zapolklnex has rejected Taara.
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{{Badge-Content}}
{{Badge-Title|Faith PC Badge}}
{{Badge-Entry|Faith}}Tarien
{{Badge-Entry|Temple}}Alexandria Temple
{{Badge-Entry|Role}}New convert gradually adapting to the teachings of Tarien, having rejected Taara
{{Badge-Entry|Landmarks}}Brand new to Tarien, relatively, after many decades following Taara culturally.

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[[Category:Charneth|Zapolklnex]]
[[Category:Mul'niessa|Zapolklnex]]
[[Category:Player|Zapolklnex]]
[[Category:Sorcerer|Zapolklnex]]
[[Category:Tarienite|Zapolklnex]]

Casting and listening

2020-03-31T17:54:43Z

James: Created page with "The dry and sunny spring morning has more out of doors than might otherwise be. One such individual taking advantage of the non-dreary weather is one who appears anything but..."

The dry and sunny spring morning has more out of doors than might otherwise be. One such individual taking advantage of the non-dreary weather is one who appears anything but bright and sunny. Verna sits upon a bench in the central courtyard, hood doffed for the occassion and gray robes absorbing the sunlight. The reading material before her is far smaller than the usual tome, and rests upon her lap rather than hovers before her.

Zapolklnex has had a posting up for a few days now. "REQUESTED: Services of an arcanist to repeatedly cast the spell Floating Disk, in order to train a magic ring. Payment in the form of an excellent meal is offered, and negotiable. See Zapolklnex in the central courtyard."

His raven Crax perched on top of his head, gripping the hood, he makes his way in. Well shielded from the bright, daylight weather, he goes up to his posting to see if anyone's left a note on it.

Seldan has been just a little busy to respond to wanted postings over the last several days, and barely gives the board a glance as he strides out of the deeper recesses of the plaza area, where some of the students and arcanists have taken up residence. He squints up at the bright blue sky, a thin silver headband holding his hair out of his face - well, trying to, at any rate, and meeting with but middling success at best.

Verna lifts her head from her reading to those passing and/or perusing the postings. The latter draws more of her interest, "Good morning, if it is only just marginally so," she offers in salutations. There is, in fact, a visible note upon Zapolknex's posting, in faintly glowing runes: LOOK TO YOUR RIGHT.

This would be in the direction of the occupied bench, conveniently.

Zapolklnex lifts a brow, and the pointy-eared one looks over to Verna. "Good day," he says, lifting a hand out from his sleeves to greet Verna as he then approaches. Bird still on his head, he adds another "Good day," to Seldan. Hand lifted, he points with his thumb to the ring.

"This is a Ring of Spell Knowledge. It currently knows the spell Magic Missile... which I no longer need from the ring. As an adventurer, I'd like to teach it Floating Disk. I keep.. getting hired to keep watch on priests, who then get themselves killed, or nearly so. The ability to cart them along would be of help. But I am inexperienced at teaching spells to rings, so it might take me many attempts to succeed."

Seldan has eschewed the armor this morning, and indeed much of his kit, and wears only an open blue and silver robe over shirt, trousers, and boots. "Verna, good day," he greets, the words distinctly accented in the lilting tones of the Myrrish. "And to you as well," he adds politely if more reservedly to Zapolklnex. "The floating disk is a useful spell indeed, though mind you do not overload it, lest it vanish beneath your things." He comes to lean on the back of the bench on which Verna sits, seeming to be intrigued himself.

"Certainly a courteous application," Verna notes, "and one appreciated by the afflicted clergy, I expect. Have you considered scrolls to aid you in that application? I can, of course, aid you, regardless; I only make the note, as such would not be reliant upon the availability of another."

She nods to Seldan in return. "To you, as well, and you voice a valid warning."

Zapolklnex points up, and the bird on his head lifts off, allowing him to remove his hood. He smiles, as the bird then comes to land on his shoulder.

"I have considered scrolls, however scrolls are more expensive than castings. I do know that most, if not all, arcane casters can cast their spells freely every day, if they have no other needs. I simply hope to make use of a few of those castings, to use effort on a slow day that might otherwise go unspent." He then stops. "Oh of course. I should introduce myself. I am Zapolklnex. If... if it would be easier, I could simply hand you the ring, if you have a written copy of the spell. If you are an experienced student of spell craft, it might be very easy for you to teach the ring. Then I would be in your debt, either way."

"I use scrolls myself, for I, too, own such a ring." Seldan's interest is piqued by the conversation, and although he eyes the mul a bit warily, he nonetheless remains politely engaged. "Were I in your boots, I would become a student of the arcane, both its theory and its practical application. The teaching one will find in an academy is limited, and Guild work will bring you into contact with far stranger things than are deemed safe for a classroom. If you would understand these things, an understanding of magic itself will aid you."

"I am Sage Mourner Verna. I believe that we have met on more than one occassion, if not formally." Verna gestures with gloved fingers to Seldan. "He seems to have familiarity and strong advice, though I would not underestimate the value to theorycraft and practical application within an educational environment. If naught else, the penalties for a failed act would be far less fatal."

Her covered hand now extends to Zapolklnex, open and palm up. "If you wish to part with the ring a moment, I can educate it. If you desired, I could broaden its knowledge to include more potent spells. The latter would require more than a meal as recompense, of course."

Zapolklnex looks to Seldan as he then starts to take off the ring. "I do try. Lately, my studies have focused on the ancient history of my people. However I have recently learned..." He then winks to Verna, handing her the ring, before continuing, "that what I wished to learn, is actually unknowable. So I can focus my efforts on studying magic, as well as my ability to influence people. I agree with you, in short." Then bowing to Verna. "Thank you."

Seldan simply nods. "There is value in seeking one's own history, even if what one learns is not what one wishes to learn."

From the sword at his left hip, an irascible old man's voice pops up. "I'll say. Maybe you'll even listen to us once in a while."

A second voice from the sword chimes in, this one a nasally old woman's voice. "Kanian, he listens better than you ever have. I'd have likely beaten you with a frying pan in life." This remark occasions snickers in at least three or four more indistinct voices from the sword, but Seldan simply sighs. "Well do I know the value of honoring one's past, Kanian. Even when it is," he pauses. "Troublesome."

GAME: Verna refreshes spells.

Verna nods. "Yes, I happened upon your inquiry of our people. The search for knowledge is never a wasted journey, regardless of whether, and what, answers are found." She takes a moment to study the ring, with an eye for its craftsmanship as well as its enchantments.

Afterwards, she looks to Zap with a not-quite as critical eye. "The posted offering is acceptable, with the requested stipulations of location and context that it be at a venue other than the Ox-Strength and that it be a shared meal and social. Is that acceptable?"

Zapolklnex is distracted by another talking sword. How often does one come across one, let alone two in a week? "Some times one is not listened to. Other times, however, one is simply not heard. Weaponry would do well to consider that."

Then another bow to Verna. "Your stipulations are agreeable to me. Especially if it may be after sunset, so that I may be rested."

"I assure you that I hear him quite well." Seldan's statement is deceptively mild.

"Hmph. Now I know you aren't listening." There's the irascible old man again.

"I don't either, and I'm stuck in a sword with you." A gruff male voice, younger than the first but with a distinct khazadi sound to it, chimes in.

Verna nods once. "A dinner meal it is, then." Her attention turns briefly to Seldan and his rather argumentative weapon. "That is quite fascinating. I would welcome the opportunity to study and/or converse with that at some point in the future."

Her attention then returns to the ring, which she slips on over her glove in place of another that is temporarily relocated to her robes. She utters a brief incantation while yet eyeing the ring.

GAME: Verna casts Floating Disk. Caster Level: 15 DC: 16

GAME: Verna rolls spellcraft+4: (15)+28+4: 47

Zapolklnex watches the casting. He's not going to learn it that way, of course, but he can watch the ring, and when it gives off a momentary glow, he knows what that means. "That was immediately successful. This ring is good luck. I've never seen it fail to learn a spell the first try. Thank you very much." Then glancing back to Seldan's sword. "I don't think I have been listened to, either," he smiles, winking at Seldan.

Seldan's answering laugh lights his eyes, although it is a rueful laugh. "Likely not. Still do they have both aid and wisdom to offer." He nods to Verna. "Skillfully done, and perhaps at a later time, such can be arranged. I would not further interfere, however." He straightens, ignoring the sword that appears to have devolved into fratching back and forth for a few moments. "If you will forgive me, I should be about my business." With that and a polite farewell, he turns and strides in the direction of the path to the river.

"So it would appear," Verna agrees on the matter of good fortune with the ring, if primarily in the context of past efforts. She slips the ring from finger to palm and extends the latter in offering to Zapolklnex. "You are welcome. What evening would be convenient for our dinner?"

Seldan has left.

Zapolklnex takes the ring, making one more bow, before he slowly slides the ring back on. Fingers wiggling as he abruptly gains knowledge of a new spell. "Not tonight, unfortunately. Between being up this late, and having been on adventures, I need some rest. In a few days, I hope. Do you plan to bring friends?" A wave to Seldan. "Good luck."

Verna considers the query, offering a polite farewell to Seldan in the interim. "I did not intend so, no, but can if you would prefer? I expected that the offer was intended as singular, and my stipulation of social was in the context of us. While I could just as readily take the meal alone, at the time of my choosing, it has been suggested that I should invest time in more social recreational pursuits."

Zapolklnex nods slowly. "Then we will make it ssocial, in a few days' time. A large gathering would feel, to me, less social than an engaged conversation between two people. I will be in touch. Good luck to you."

Verna returns the nod. "I can be found here, or at the Vardaman temple. Seek me out when you have a date in mind."

[[Category:Logs|Casting and listening]]

Recent Logs

2020-03-31T17:54:13Z

James: /* March */

{{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]], [[Silmeria]], [[Jibbom]], [[Lorien]], [[Benthus]], [[Arixillo]], [[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]], [[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]]
|}

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==2017 Logs==
===January===
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|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]]
|-
|}

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==2018 Logs==
===January===
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{{T02}}
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|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
|[[Taming of the Sandy]]
|[[Kaelyn]], [[Selia]], [[Verna]], [[Kerbasi]], [[Sandy]], [[Serraphine]]
|-
|
|[[Legwork: What Dreams Ae Made Of Part 4]]
|Whirlplot
|}

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== 2019 Logs ==

===January===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
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|January 2, 2019
|[[Bloodcrier's Theft]]
|[[Azog]], [[Ga'Elian Faravanilas|Ga'Elian]], [[Morgan]], [[Murder]]
|-
|
|[[The Challenge Pit Remix]]
|[[Baz da Ork]], [[Lysa]], [[Morgan]], [[Nadara]], [[Selerik]], [[Sorscha]]
|-
|January 7, 2019
|[[A Cleansing Experience pt8]]
|[[Kravar]], [[Astaren]], [[Durrankar]], [[Stirling]], [[Thyrson]]
|-
|January 14, 2019
|[[A Cleansing Experience pt9]]
|[[Kravar]], [[Astaren]], [[Durrankar]], [[Stirling]], [[Thyrson]], [[Sophia]]
|-
|January 15, 2019
|[[Bloody Elves]]
|[[Baz da Ork]], [[Lucy]], [[Morgan]], [[Murder]], [[Raethon]]
|-
|January 18, 2019
|[[A Smaller Task pt1]]
|[[Alaryn]], [[Toha]], [[Sargon]], [[Edinaz]], [[Lawson]]
|-
|January 21, 2019
|[[A Cleansing Experience pt10]]
|[[Kravar]], [[Astaren]], [[Durrankar]], [[Stirling]], [[Thyrson]]
|-
|January 25, 2019
|[[A Smaller Task pt2]]
|[[Alaryn]], [[Toha]], [[Sargon]], [[Edinaz]], [[Lawson]]
|-
|January 28, 2019
|[[A Cleansing Experience pt11]]
|[[Kravar]], [[Astaren]], [[Durrankar]], [[Stirling]], [[Thyrson]], [[Sophia]]
|}

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==2020 Logs==
===January===

{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|January 03, 2020
|[[A Mountainous Exploration Part 6]]
|[[Garak]], [[Kore]], [[Olek]], [[Stjepan]], [[Seldan]], [[Malik]], [[Much]], [[Rhar]]
|-
|January 4, 2020
|[[I've Had Enough]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Malik]], [[Clay]], [[Quilani]], [[Garakos]], [[Acedia]]
|-
|January 06, 2020
|[[Tiny Fish Thief]]
|[[Aria]], [[Kaydin]], [[Merek]], [[Mikilos]], [[Shin]], [[Quilani]]
|-
|
|[[The Brothers Irla]]
|[[Davienne]], [[Khogh-Dorahl]], [[Klaus]], [[Shin]]
|-
|
|[[I've Had Enough, Part 2]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Quilani]], [[Malik]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|January 07, 2020
|[[The Wisdom of Tea]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Stirling]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|January 08, 2020
|[[In which there is curry]]
|[[Geir]], [[Kaj]], [[Zapolklnex]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Questioning Menel]]
|[[Menel]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|
|[[An Overture (Part 3)]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Davienne]], [[Klaus]], [[Nasrin]], [[Skribbles]]
|-
|January 09, 2020
|[[The Flayed Man part 2]]
|[[Iskandar]], [[Seldan]], [[Malik]], [[Verna]]
|-
|January 10, 2020
|[[Mission for Fish]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Asmli]], [[Ignis]], [[Jaen]], [[Zapolklnex]]
|-
|January 11, 2020
|[[In which there is resolve to help]]
|[[Faranmidahn]], [[Iskanadar]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|January 12, 2020
|[[The Taste Forgotten]]
|[[Herne]], [[Ignis]], [[Jaen]], [[Shin]], [[Zapolklnex]]
|-
|
|[[The Gourmand: Brain Soup]]
|[[Daechir]], [[Herne]], [[Kaydin]], [[Lillianath]], [[Stena]], [[Davienne]] (GM)
|-
|January 13, 2020
|[[Amoxtli (Part 2)]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Elyanna]], [[Gregor]], [[Iuitl]]
|-
|January 14, 2020
|[[Don't Be Afraid]]
|[[Atleti]], [[Herne]], [[Ignis]], [[Kaelyn]], [[Menel]], [[Reva]], [[Seldan]], [[Zapolklnex]]
|-
|
|[[Aftermath of Madness]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Kaelyn]], [[Karasu]], [[Reva]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|
|[[Names and Meanings]]
|[[Menel]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|January 15, 2020
|[[Day at the Fair]]
|[[Aetheras]], [[Kaelyn]], [[Karasu]], [[Shin]], [[Zapolklnex]]
|-
|
|[[Assumptions]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Bennet]], [[Etan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Garden of Thought]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Karasu]], [[Kaydin]], [[Kerbasi]]
|-
|
|[[An Overture (Part 4)]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Davienne]], [[Klaus]], [[Skribbles]]
|-
|
|[[Bills Come Due]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Ezil]], [[Kaelyin]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Shizin]], [[Volund]]
|-
|January 16, 2020
|[[Slippery Slope]]
|[[Kaelyn]], [[Kerbasi]], [[Mikilos]], [[Rhyn]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|
|[[The Flayed Man part 3]]
|[[Iskandar]], [[Seldan]], [[Malik]], [[Verna]], [[Olek]]
|-
|January 20, 2020
|[[Say my Name]]
|[[Azog]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Merek]], [[Mikilos]], [[Morgan]], [[Skribbles]], [[Volund]], [[Zapolklnex]]
|-
|January 21, 2020
|[[Cryo 1, arrival Alexandria]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Gregor]]
|-
|January 22, 2020
|[[Cryo 2, Rain on Redridge]]
|[[Merek]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Garrett]], [[Munch]], [[Arngrim]]
|-
|
|[[An Overture (Part 5)]]
|[[Davienne]], [[Klaus]], [[Skribbles]]
|-
|January 23, 2020
|[[Star Warrior]]
|[[Merek]], [[Mikilos]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Ezil]], [[Xasany]], [[Garrett]]
|-
|
|[[The Flayed Man Part 5]]
|[[Olek]], [[Seldan]], [[Malik]] (DM: Whirlpool)
|-
|January 24, 2020
|[[Ancient Spark]]
|[[Durgash]], [[Ezil]], [[Garrett]], [[Herne]], [[Ignis]], [[Zapolklnex]]
|-
|
|[[Darkness and Dragons Oh My!]]
|[[Kaelyn]], [[Razen]], [[Toha]], [[Valadhiel]]
|-
|
|[[Fireside Soup]]
|[[Geir]], [[Iuitl]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Zeke]], [[Burai]], [[Tenoc]], [[Svarshan]], [[Merek]], [[Kaydin]], [[Sandy]]
|-
|January 25, 2020
|[[Fairy Tales]]
|[[Ezil]], [[Seldan]], [[Garrett]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|
|[[Lower Market Meetings]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Ezil]], [[Merek]], [[Murder]], [[Garrett]], [[Mikilos]], [[Ignis]], [[Iskandar]], [[Kaelyn]]
|-
|
|[[A Mountainous Exploration Part 7]]
|[[Garak]], [[Kore]], [[Olek]], [[Seldan]], [[Malik]], [[Much]]
|-
|January 26, 2020
|[[Tails and Tales]]
|[[Ezil]], [[Garrett]], [[Kaelyn]], [[Merek]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Braelnoir]]
|-
|January 27, 2020
|[[Vardaman Alcolve]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Cryosanthia]]
|-
|
|[[Messy Market]]
|[[Ezil]], [[Garrett]], [[Kaelyn]], [[Stirling]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|January 28, 2020
|[[Fireside Tails]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Ezil]], [[Kaelyn]]
|-
|
|[[Live and Let Die]]
|[[Klaus]], [[Asmli]], [[Ezil]], [[Elyanna]], [[Cryosanthia]]
|-
|January 29, 2020
|[[Innocence Lost]]
|[[Arngrim]], [[Iuitl]], [[Merek]], [[Mikilos]], [[Seldan]], [[Toha]]
|-
|
|[[Tree Punching]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Iuitl]], [[Geir]], [[Garrett]], [[Kaelyn]]
|-
|
|[[Wayward Discussions]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Ezil]], [[Kaelyn]], [[Merek]]
|-
|January 30, 2020
|[[A hand or two]]
|[[Iuitl]], [[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Dancing Sights]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Ezil]], [[Merek]]
|-
|
|[[Pub Night]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Azog]], [[Merek]], [[Ezil]], [[Garrett]], [[Strike]]
|-
|January 31, 2020
|[[Questioning Zak]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Ezil]]
|-
|
|[[Clutching Mother]]
|[[Zeke]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Kaydin]]
|-
|
|[[Caste Ceremony]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Geir]], [[Iuitl]], [[Tirrynelth]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|}

===February===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|February 1, 2020
|[[Ice Fishing]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Tirrynelth]], [[Ezil]], [[Merek]], [[Seldan]], [[Caim]]
|-
|February 2, 2020
|[[Snowball Colosseum]]
|[[Azog]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Ezil]], [[Seldan]], [[Choler]], [[Caim]]
|-
|February 3, 2020
|[[In which they share the past]]
|[[Geir]], [[Iuitl]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Skeletal Ship]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Garrett]], [[Ezil]], [[Merek]]
|-
|February 4, 2020
|[[Pride of Silvermoon]]
|[[Duncan]], [[Hun'rar]], [[Merek]], [[Mikilos]], [[Toha]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|
|[[Hunting Humans]]
|[[Wyniko]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Kaelyn]]
|-
|February 5, 2020
|[[Learning Never Ends]]
|[[Merek]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|
|[[Redridge Fishing]]
|[[Merek]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Ezil]], [[Caim]], [[Durrankar]]
|-
|February 6, 2020
|[[The Flayed Man part 6]]
|[[Iskandar]], [[Seldan]], [[Malik]], [[Ezil]], [[Olek]]
|-
|
|[[Dreams and Dinner]]
|[[Geir]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Durrankar]]
|-
|February 7, 2020
|[[How many casts does it take?]]
|[[Merek]], [[Zapolklnex]]
|-
|
|[[A Mountainous Exploration Part 8]]
|[[Garak]], [[Kore]], [[Olek]], [[Stjepan]], [[Seldan]], [[Malik]], [[Much]]
|-
|
|[[Good cup, Bad cup]]
|[[Durrankar]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Svarshan]]
|-
|
|[[Gilead's Horn, part 1]]
|[[Zapolklnex]], [[Shara]], [[Ezil]], [[Shin]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Cryosanthia]]
|-
|February 8, 2020
|[[Eel Soup]]
|[[Ezil]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Tarragon]], [[Caim]], [[Kaelyn]], [[Tarragon]]
|-
|
|[[Unlocked Mind]]
|[[Ezil]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Malik]], [[Garrett]]
|-
|February 9, 2020
|[[Sandskipper Shanghai]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Asmli]], [[Durgash]], [[Ezil]], [[Merek]], [[Strike]]
|-
|
|[[Book of Fire]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Ezil]], [[Hubert]], [[Durgash]], [[Felicia]]
|-
|February 10, 2020
|[[Hand of Ardtan]]
|[[Nels]], [[Asmli]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Zapolklnex]]
|-
|
|[[Drumming]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Svarshan]], [[Arisha]], [[Ezil]]
|-
|February 11, 2020
|[[Demons Over Easy]]
|[[Svarshan]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Ezil]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|February 12, 2020
|[[Goblin Gathering]]
|[[Murder]], [[Namira]], [[Azog]], [[Munch]], [[Garrett]], [[Merek]], [[Cryosanthia]]
|-
|February 13, 2020
|[[A Midwinter Day's Play]]
|[[Kaelyn]], [[Svarshan]], [[Merek]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Mae]], [[Ezil]], [[Kaydin]]
|-
|
|[[The Flayed Man part 7]]
|[[Iskandar]], [[Seldan]], [[Ezil]], [[Olek]]
|-
|February 14, 2020
|[[A Mountainous Exploration Part 9]]
|[[Garak]], [[Kore]], [[Olek]], [[Stjepan]], [[Seldan]], [[Malik]], [[Munch]]
|-
|
|[[Community Day]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Ezil]], [[Kaelyn]], [[Merek]], [[Sasha]], [[Seldan]], [[Serraphine]], [[Mel]], [[Shin]], [[Acedia]], [[Iskandar]], [[Nasirri]], [[Svarshan]], [[Kaydin]]
|-
|
|[[Gilead's Horn, partial 2]]
|[[Faranmidahn]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Zapolklnex]], [[Shara]], [[Ezil]], [[Shin]]
|-
|February 15, 2020
|[[White Glove Treatment]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Delilah]], [[Kaelyn]], [[Durgash]], [[Charlotte]]
|-
|
|[[Crowbite Company]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Shin]], [[Durgash]], [[Namira]]
|-
|February 16, 2020
|[[Snow Proposal]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Azog]], [[Ezil]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Kaelyn]], [[Shagara]], [[Braelnoir]]
|-
|
|[[Steel-Belting]]
|[[Kaelyn]], [[Merek]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Ezil]], [[Raethon]]
|-
|February 17, 2020
|[[Ashlee to Ashes]]
|[[Ezil]], [[Iskandar]]
|-
|February 18, 2020
|[[Speaker Dance]]
|[[Gregor]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Wyniko]]
|-
|
|[[Fernwood Conversations]]
|[[Ezil]], [[Caim]], [[Amythyst]], [[Iskandar]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Kaelyn]], [[Krom]]
|-
|February 19, 2020
|[[The Flayed Man part 8]]
|[[Iskandar]], [[Seldan]], [[Ezil]], [[Olek]], [[Malik]]
|-
|February 20, 2020
|[[At the Hall of the Mountain Mage]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Nels]], [[Ezil]], [[Merek]], [[Seldan]], [[Kaelyn]]
|-
|
|[[Don't Pay the Ferryman]]
|[[Merek]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Ezil]]
|-
|
|[[Some Things Are Better Kept Within]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Ezil]]
|-
|February 21, 2020
|[[Rock the World]]
|[[Azog]], [[Murder]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Felicia]], [[Merek]], [[Jedrek]], [[Kaelyn]], [[Shin]], [[Munch]]
|-
|
|[[Hold my Beer]]
|[[Braelnoir]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Merek]], [[Ezil]], [[Kaelyn]]
|-
|February 22, 2020
|[[Market Day]]
|[[Azog]], [[Kaelyn]], [[Mae]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Shin]], [[Toshsio]], [[Masamya]]
|-
|February 23, 2020
|[[Head's Up]]
|[[Nels]], [[Namira]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Kaydin]], [[Elleandra]], [[Lysos]]
|-
|February 24, 2020
|[[Marvelous Secrets and Marvelous Toys]]
|[[Gregor]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Kaelyn]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|
|[[The Vardo and the Pool]]
|[[Ezil]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Garrett]], [[Arynne]], [[Merek]], [[Wyniko]], [[Kaydin]], [[Kaelyn]]
|-
|February 25, 2020
|[[That which follows you]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Merek]], [[Etan]], [[Kaelyn]], [[Amythyst]], [[Halani]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Halani]], [[Ezil]], [[Nels]]
|-
|February 26, 2020
|[[Iron Booking]]
|[[Svarshan]], [[Cryosanthia]]
|-
|
|[[Songs at Starlight]]
|[[Shara]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Kaelyn]], [[Ezil]]
|-
|February 27, 2020
|[[Red Velvet Cake]]
|[[Khogh-Dorahl]], [[Kisaiya]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Kaelyn]], [[Elycia]]
|-
|
|[[Better down where it's Wetter]]
|[[Elleandra]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Merek]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Amythyst]]
|-
|February 28, 2020
|[[Clothing and Red Capes]]
|[[Braelnoir]], [[Seldan]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Merek]], [[Aya]], [[Poc]], [[Ezil]]
|-
|
|[[Gilead's Horn Part 4]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Ezil]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Shara]], [[Shin]], [[Zapolklnex]]
|-
|February 29, 2020
|[[Bread and Ancestors]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Azog]], [[Ezil]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Kira]], [[Caim]]
|-
|
|[[Hard Lessons]]
|[[Braelnoir]], [[Aya]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Ezil]], [[Merek]], [[Poc]], [[Selia]]
|-
|}

===March===
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|Date
|Log
|People
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|March 2, 2020
|[[Youngling at Heart]]
|[[Svarshan]], [[Cryosanthia]]
|-
|
|[[Unfaithful of Taara]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Svarshan]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Hot off the Punches]]
|[[Chay]], [[Zeke]], [[Halani]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Azog]], [[Merek]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Whip Wiles]]
|[[Asmli]], [[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Elleandra]], [[Lysos]], [[Nels]], [[Strike]]
|-
|
|[[Blood and Vodka]]
|[[Braelnoir]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Merek]], [[Ezil]]
|-
|
|[[Honesty Is the Best Policy]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Serene]]
|-
|March 3, 2020
|[[The Revolution Begins]]
|[[Aya]], [[Garakos]], [[Zapolklnex]]
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|[[Winter Worg]]
|[[Braelnoir]], [[Felicia]], [[Nels]]
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|March 4, 2020
|[[Wing Things]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Zant]], [[Aya]], [[Nels]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Deanna]], [[Elleandra]], [[Garrett]], [[Aodhan]]
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|March 5, 2020
|[[Poc goes to Goblintown]]
|[[Aetheras]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Poc]], [[Acedia]], [[Merek]]
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|[[Can't Beat Home Cookin' pt1]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Garrett]], [[Poc]], [[Shym'r]], [[Aodhan]], [[Zant]]
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|[[Humanufacted Nethercite]]
|[[Nels]], [[Ezil]], [[Daechir]], [[Zant]], [[Zapolklnex]] as GM
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|March 6, 2020
|[[Ghosts and Ancestors in the Library]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Poc]]
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|March 7, 2020
|[[Fears by Firelight]]
|[[Ezil]], [[Cryosanthia]]
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|[[Can you dig it?]]
|[[Hubert]], [[Ferawyn]], [[Nels]], [[Bruhai]]
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|[[PrP: Goblin Guards Gone]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Ezil]], [[Lysos]], [[Mikilos]], [[Nels]], [[Poc]], [[Shin]]
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|March 8, 2020
|[[Despair and Ale]]
|[[Asmli]], [[Elleandra]], [[Geir]]
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|[[Schlocky Terror Magic Show]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Aya]], [[Seldan]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Ezil]], [[Nels]], [[Zant]], [[Merek]], [[Elleandra]], [[Edinaz]]
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|March 9, 2020
|[[Marks that Made Us]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Cryosanthia]]
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|[[Underfed Returns!]]
|[[Asmli]], [[Victor]]
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| March 10, 2020
|[[Resilience]]
|[[Asmli]], [[Nels]], [[Stirling]]
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| March 11, 2020
|[[Survival and Prosperity]]
|[[Geir]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Un'eth]]
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| March 12, 2020
|[[The Revolution is questioned]]
|[[Garakos]], [[Zapolklnex]]
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|[[Khazad Komfort Fhood]]
|[[Elleandra]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Pelka]]
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| March 13, 2020
|[[A suspicious treasure map]]
|[[Poc]], [[Ezil]], [[Cryosanthia]]
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|[[Merkabah - The Glowing Lake]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Zapolklnex]], [[Lawson]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Elleandra]]
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|[[A Mountainous Exploration Part 11]]
|[[Garak]], [[Rhar]], [[Olek]], [[Stjepan]], [[Seldan]], [[Malik]], [[Munch]]
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| March 14, 2020
|[[Practice Cake]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Zant]], [[Nels]], [[Aya]], [[Faranmidahn]]
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| March 15, 2020
|[[A Matter of Taste - In the Dryad's Grove]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Acedia]], [[Masamya]]
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|[[Bandit Turnover]]
|[[Nels]], [[Lysos]], [[Skribbles]], [[Edinaz]], [[Poc]]
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| March 16, 2020
|[[Two Corpses]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Ezil]]
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|[[Underfed Returns! pt2]]
|[[Asmli]], [[Victor]], [[Echo]]
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|[[Two Graves]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Geir]]
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|[[Rough Research in the Library]]
|[[Braelnoir]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Merek]], [[Ezil]]
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| March 17, 2020
|[[Veggie Delight]]
|[[Strike]], [[Nels]], [[Burai]], [[Ezil]],[[Lanier]], [[Lysos]]
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|[[Merkabah - The Crashed Airship, pt 1]]
|[[Braelnoir]], [[Ezil]], [[Lanier]], [[Nels]], [[Namira]], [[Acedia]]
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| March 18, 2020
|[[Merkabah - The Crashed Airship, pt 2]]
|[[Braelnoir]], [[Ezil]], [[Lanier]], [[Nels]], [[Namira]], [[Acedia]]
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| March 19, 2020
|[[Hermit Rescue]]
|[[Skribbles]], [[Klaus]], [[Caranthir]], [[Hubert]],[[Konstance]]
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|[[Stone Calzone]]
|[[Aetheras]], [[Asmli]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Kira]], [[Konstance]], [[Sasha]], [[Acedia]]
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|[[Merkabah - The Abominable Factory, pt 1]]
|[[Braelnoir]], [[Elleandra]], [[Nels]], [[Etan]], [[Konstance]], [[Shilde]]
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|March 20, 2020
|[[Like a Good Comrade]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Asmli]], [[Strike]]
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|[[A Mountainous Exploration Part 12]]
|[[Garak]], [[Rhar]], [[Olek]], [[Stjepan]], [[Seldan]], [[Malik]], [[Munch]]
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|[[Hedozu: Dangerous Fugitive]]
|[[Klaus]], [[Foxx]], [[Lysos]]
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|March 21, 2020
|[[Gearing Up Part 1]]
|[[Mel]], [[Tarragon]], [[MAC-B1G]], [[Sargon]] (DM: Seldan)
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|[[Death of the Winter King]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Krom]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Byvinodr]]
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|March 22, 2020
|[[Wood and Sandwiches]]
|[[Geir]], [[Cryosanthia]]
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|[[The Vampires of Veyshan]]
|[[Merek]], [[Arynne]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Seldan]], [[Kira]]
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|March 23, 2020
|[[Shallow Heart]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Silmeria]], [[Azog]], [[Lysos]], [[Zapolklnex]], [[Durrankar]], [[Ezil]], [[Merek]], [[Sargon]]
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|March 24, 2020
|[[Rent and Repair]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Merek]], [[Nels]], [[Dorne]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Seldan]]
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|[[Can't Beat Home Cookin' pt2]]
|[[Nels]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Zant]]
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|March 25, 2020
|[[Catching Kami]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Merek]], [[Seldan]]
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|[[An Overture (Part 14)]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Davienne]], [[Klaus]], [[Skribbles]]
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|[[Water Spider]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Dorne]], [[Elleandra]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Zeke]], [[Durrankar]], [[Un'eth]]
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|March 26, 2020
|[[Wiser Eyes Please]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Zeke]], [[Merek]], [[Asmli]], [[Un'eth]], [[Azog]], [[Aetheras]], [[Elleandra]], [[Seldan]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Konstance]], [[Shagara]]
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|March 27, 2020
|[[In which there is nearly a fight]]
|[[Dorne]], [[Elleandra]], [[Merek]], [[Seldan]], [[Sorscha]], [[Strike]], [[Zeke]]
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|[[Mere Ember]]
|[[Zeke]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Cryosanthia]]
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|[[Gilead's Horn Part 5]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Ezil]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Shara]], [[Zapolklnex]]
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|[[A Mountainous Exploration Part 13]]
|[[Garak]], [[Rhar]], [[Olek]], [[Stjepan]], [[Seldan]], [[Malik]]
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|March 28, 2020
|[[You look terrible]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Cryosanthia]]
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|[[A Flicker of Memory]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Seldan]], [[Zant]], [[Strike]], [[Mikilos]], [[Zeke]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Merek]]
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|March 29, 2020
|[[My Cihuaa]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Zeke]]
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|[[Good Intentions]]
|[[Menel]], [[Seldan]]
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|March 30, 2020
|[[White-Flower, You are Here. Now]]
|[[Faranmidahn]], [[Ezil]], [[Cryosanthia]]
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|[[The Revolution is Delayed]]
|[[Dorne]], [[Gareth]], [[Konstance]], [[Verna]], [[Zapolklnex]]
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|[[Follow the Priest]]
|[[Dorne]], [[Gareth]], [[Lanier]], [[Nels]], [[Zapolklnex]]
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|[[Sasa]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Menel]]
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|March 31, 2020
|[[Casting and listening]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Verna]], [[Zapolklnex]]
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The Revolution is Delayed

2020-03-30T20:20:40Z

James: Created page with "Zapolklnex has been working on this for weeks, and now is trying to go directly to the source. He stands, hood over his face, hands in his sleeves, in front of the Temple of T..."

Zapolklnex has been working on this for weeks, and now is trying to go directly to the source. He stands, hood over his face, hands in his sleeves, in front of the Temple of Tarien. TOWERING over the Gnome with him, beside the statue in front of the temple. The Gnome, wearing the symbol of Tarien, looks to the Mul'niessa. "These answers will be short, if I Commune with Tarien. Even with an answer, it may not be clear, that knowledge you seek. Do you understand?" "Yes, it's the only option I have."

A face that may be unfamiliar only by virtue of the fact that its been missing for months is walking through the temple district this day, although he is coming from the direction of Eluna's temple. Wearing a gray cloak with the hood up as well, its the staff within his hand that probably elicits more attention from a distance, a staff thats about six feet tall and currently being used, as always, like a walking stick, the pale half-elf is walking past the Mul'niessa known as Zapolklnex when he overhears whats said. Frowning for but a moment, Gareth turns slightly to keep his features obscured, but the Wizard is, of course, curious about whats going on.

Verna descends the mountain road from one of the few temples not located within the district square. Her movements are sure-footed, despite her attention on the tome hovering before her, the apparent lack of peripheral vision due to hood, and even apparent lack of feet given her columous robes.

Konstance was sitting outside the temple of eluna, sharpening his starknife. He also has a repeating crossbow at his feet, the bolts taken out of it and the crossbow looks to be cleaned, a small bottle of polish and cleaner sits beside him. He wasnt wearing his scalemail, but he had a new blue robe thanks to him pilfering the elunans laundry. Being an elunanite he was entitled after all.

Zapolklnex looks at Gareth, and nods. "I have asked for this Communal outreach to Tarien to be outdoors, for all to hear, because it is important that the true history be accessible to all," he explains. "I intend to ask what really happened in the attack on the World Tree. Were the ancient Mul'niessa followers of Navos, deceived by Taara, betrayed, and brought into darkness and servitude all these years? Were some of my ancestores tricked?"

The Gnomish cleric nods. "Then I will begin the casting." The cleric takes out a censer, lighting it, and begining to burn incense into the air. The censer rocks back and forth, as Zapolklnex reaches up to pat the coyote statue on the nose.

Verna's hood lifts from her tome and towards the conversation. "Interesting." The tome closes with a dismissive gesture as her path alters towards said conversation. Given that The Trickster is involved, it may well be a set up, punchline, or to draw crowds for some intended revel.

His hand tightening ever so slightly upon his quarterstaff, Gareth give a single, simple nod whilst keeping his gaze upon the ground. Curious though he may be, he doesn't seem inclined to lift his head too much higher then what is required for him to be able to see. When Verna says something, he glances towards her just in time to see her tome close itself, and he stares with unabashed curiosity at it for a long moment, as if pondering what secrets it may hold, before finally turning his eyes back towards the gnomish cleric with a soft frown turning his lips downwards.

"You know I considered joining Tarien once upon a time. Considering my original Modus Operandi is to trick demons to do my bidding, I picked eluna because she was a trickster goddess as well and she likes magic, so being a former wizard she was more likely to take me in. Plus I was in llyranost at the time when I found a church." He says as he sheathes the star knife and he picks up his crossbow. He loads the cylinder, bolt by bolt as he walks over to the group. "So whats the occassion?" He asks curiously.

"You know I considered joining Tarien once upon a time. Considering my original Modus Operandi is to trick demons to do my bidding, I picked eluna because she was a trickster goddess as well and she likes magic, so being a former wizard she was more likely to take me in. Plus I was in llyranost at the time when I found a church." He says as he sheathes the star knife and he picks up his crossbow. He loads the cylinder, bolt by bolt as he walks over to the group. "So whats the occassion?" Konstance asks curiously.

Verna's tome also stows itself within the folds of her robes as she nears. Her hood is doffed so as not to interfere with her observation, which may indirectly offer further insight as to her interest. She does not speak again immediately,in deference to not creating further disruption to the act in progress.

Zapolklnex looks to Konstance, nodding to the question as the cleric takes ten minutes to cast the spell. "I have been researching the truth, since I learned that Taara's cult has been suppressing it among my people for many years. But every people has their own story of what happened long ago. I believe the gods are the only ones who must have the truth. So, I ask."

Gareth, with a frown, looks down towards Zapolklnex and asks quietly, with a frown, "And why does it matter to yourself?" The words are pronounced with a crisp preciseness that comes from knowing that one cannot take the chance to mispronounce even the slightest syllable without welcoming disaster. He then glances towards Konstance and cocks his head, frowning slightly as he takes in the man who is potentially a member of the clergy, but he doesn't speak towards him, instead looking back towards the cleric whom is uttering his spell with intense focus and curiosity. After all, knowledge is to be had.

"You got to remember, to know the mind of a god is like an ant trying to understand human thought, well sentient thought to be exact. WE can only glimpse into their thoughts by their actions." Konstance tries to explain. "Be prepared to hear both sides of the story. Remember the Mulnessa exalt traits to appease taara. The gods may not view a dark elf meddling in something long since dead." He says trying to be sympathetic. He then looks to Gareth and offers a hand. "John Konstance, inquisitor for Eluna." He says as he makes introductions.

"Truth can be empowering, " Verna notes, "though it can also be far from what is expected nor desired. As well, it is not always best shared..."

Verna looks to Konstance, "Such as mentioning a past others might find most disagreeable." <infernal>

Konstance looks to Verna and nods as he watches her. "Sometimes it is better to expose the truth and deal with the pain later. Learn from there." <infernal>

Gareth, although understanding Verna's words, doesn't outwardly show his own knowledge of what she's saying, instead ignoring the words completely as he looks down at the hand offered to him, and then back towards Konstance with a slight downward tilt of his lips, as he seems to view most things, before taking it with his left, stating in a low, soft tone, "Gareth of Alexandros." He then glances towards Verna with a frown, and tilts his head, asking curiously, "Do I know you?" However, he doesn't start speaking to them in the same language, either.

Verna turns her attention to Gareth. "We may not have met, nor been formally introduced. Apologies. I am Sage Mourner Verna."

"Mourner, so you worship vardama and dissect corpses?" Konstance asks in trade speak. He then looks to Gareth and shrugs. "So If Tarien is footing the bill, then it will be one hell of a shindig." He says calmly.

Zapolklnex raises his hand, and a raven comes flying in, after a brief trip looking for food, coming to rest on his head, perching on the Mul'niessa's hood.

The cleric's casting completes, and she begins to Commune with Tarien. "We ask you, the Laughing One, Tarien, The Coyote, for this moment." the cleric begins, with that small voice sounding larger than it should in this casting. "Did the Mul'niessa join the attack on the World Tree?"

The answer comes in the form of the coyote statue itself speaking. "Unclear."

"Did Taara trick them, then, into betraying ancient allegiances, drawing them into servitude, as Zapolklnex wonders?"

"Unclear."

Gareth nods. "So Gareth would probably know it?"

With an upraised eyebrow as he looks at Verna, Gareth tilts his head ever so slightly, as if about to say something towards her, before blinking and frowning, before looking back towards the Cleric, frowning slightly as he listens curiously, for a quiet moment, and then his eyebrows furrow. But he finally gives a shrug before turning back towards Verna and Konstance, tilting his head slightly as he says quietly, "Interesting. Two very... Diverse paths taken, I imagine."

"I am a priestess of Vardama, yes," Verna affirms, eyes snapping back to Konstance, "though your presumption is false. We honor the dead, prepare their remains for interment or immolation per their custom, guide their spirit to The Lady for judgement, and aid loved ones with their grief."

To Gareth, she notes, "Theology and faith do not preclude knowledge and study. As for the study of mana, I acknowledge and seek to learn of it in its purest form, whether filtered by rote and will, divine direction, or construction of artifice."

"I used to be a wizard. Eluna saw that I had skills and knowledge that would serve her so her clergy puts up with my crap." Konstance explains as he watches the two before looking to the statue as it speaks.

He remains quiet for a moment, before he gives a small glance towards Konstance, and then one towards Verna, frowning slightly towards himself and thinks for a quiet moment, before he says in a low, quiet tone, "You tweren't a specialist wizard, where you, Sage Verna?" He then leans back a touch, repositioning his staff a touch as he does so, leaning against it slightly as he turns his attention towards Konstance, telling him in a low, quite voice, "And 'Used' to be a wizard, Konstance?" However, now he finally turns his attention towards Zapolklnex, stating in a soft tone of voice, "My... Apologies you didn't get the answers you sought."

Zapolklnex turns to face the statue, the raven on his head looking up. As does the Gnome, who continues with complete concentration on this casting.

"If these matters are unclear to you, does that mean the past this distant is simply too distant to know?"

"No."

A quick glance at Zapolklnex, and a furrow of a brow, before she then asks another question. "Does... that mean that it's Taara who has corrupted our understanding, with so many years of deceit?"

"Yes." The coyote then lets out a howl, echoing out into the air, as the spell's effect dissipates.

Zapolklnex looks crushed, as he faces the statue, and drops to his knees.

Dorne has arrived.

"No offense to Tarien and his worshippers, there is a reason why you dont rely on tricksters as reliable sources of information." Konstance says so to Zap and moves a hand to his shoulder. "Do not give up hope. Perhaps by asking more gods, you can learn the truth." He says softly. "For now, consider this a step in a long journey for the truth."

"The truth is oft not what is expected," Verna repeats to the now-kneeling mul'niessa. "It should be little surprise that Taara has twisted perception and known history. Whether this is purely for Her own ends or those of Her flock, remains to be determined."

Dorne arrives with a brand new holy symbol. This afternoon a millitary bill hook in hand. He notes the people arounf the temple of the Trickster as well as the general district this afternoon.

Acedia goes Bridge <W>.

Acedia has left.

"The truth is oft not what is expected," Verna repeats to the now-kneeling mul'niessa. "It should be little surprise that Taara has twisted perception and known history. Whether this is purely for Her own ends or those of Her flock, remains to be determined.""

Watching the two comfort the Mul'niessa, Gareth has a slight frown before he shrugs and then looks towards the cleric, and finally the statue, before Gareth shakes his head before asking dryly, "Or it could simply be that the matters are unclear to Us, but not to Them, and the answers remain in the dark simply because we should not know at this time." He then tilts his head, before leaning on his back foot, simply watching the trio, before glancing around curiously.

Zapolklnex takes a deep breath. The bird on his head flaps, and then flies up to land on the back of the coyote statue in front of him. He takes a moment to gather himself.

"Tarien would tell us the truth to the best of his knowledge. Tricker's luck to you all," the cleric intones before she starts going back into the temple.

"That is true, and being a trickster or not, I believe it makes sense, that a determined Taara could conceal the truth from even the most powerful. She takes great power over small places, and keeps us small, and weak, in order to keep us in her grasp." He pats the hand on his shoulde, slowly stands. "Thank you all. I need a new plan, to show the light to my people."

He frowns before he tilts his head, Gareth quiet for a moment, before he finally asks, "Bring the 'light' to your people? What is your name anyways?" he asks with a frown, looking down at the Shadow elf with curiosity, even as he cocks his head.

"It would take a great deal to alter centuries, nay milennia, of tradition," Verna notes. "Not to mention a thriving economy built upon principles you would wish them to retract or alter."

Zapolklnex slowly looks over to Verna. "Thriving? If the economy underground were thriving, then I perhaps would not be here. The cult of Taara has turned to the ritual sacrifice of Mul'niessa flesh for consumption. Our numbers are so few... Taara may lead us right to extinction. All the while her cult insists she saved us, gave us leadership, and brought us to glory and success."

He makes fists, but then pusehs them into his sleeves. "I must contemplate what I have now learned. No one, truly no one, can say the blood of the Mul'niessa is stained with crimes. It is so long ago, that we don't know. All we do know, all we can control, is what happens next. Good luck to you all." Then a glance to Gareth. "I am Zapolklnex, who has rejected Taara, chosen to follow Tarien, and seeks to bring the truth to my people that I was saved from."

He cants his head, slightly, before Gareth states in a lower, softer tone, "No blood is stainless, Mr. Zapolklnex." He then glances towards Verna, frowning slightly before adding lightly, "And it'd take even more to alter the traditions of the long aged. However, they have more time then most, do they not?" He then turns back towards Zapolklnex, just watching him with a curious frown for a long moment, before shrugging. "Luck to you, I suppose. You'll need it."

Verna arches a brow. "Ah. There was much distance between the wealthy and those not, as all favored those with power and wealth. I can only speak to what I experienced."

[[Category:Logs|The Revolution is Delayed]]

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2020-03-30T20:20:15Z

James: /* March */

2016-05-05T18:30:14Z

James:

PrP: Should you choose to accept it

2016-05-05T18:07:09Z

James:

PrP: Should you choose to accept it

2016-05-05T18:04:39Z

James:

PrP: Should you choose to accept it

2016-05-05T17:54:14Z

James:

<div style="padding:5px; background-color:#e7eaea;">
== Log Info ==
*Title: Should you choose to accept it
*Emitter: [[Polk]]
*Characters: [[Telecorn]] (Sor2), [[Setiawan]] (Rog2), [[Bitr]] (Bbn3), [[Daromu]] (Clr4), [[Eden]] (Clr4)
*Place: North Alexandros
*Time: May 5, 2016
*Summary: A cult has built a tower and is plotting shenanigans. Infiltrate it and get proof of their plans.
*APL: 3
*Encounters: Non-combat trickery and scheming
</div>

A call is put out for agents. A meeting room is set aside behind a tavern in Alexandria. It is dark. A large table is set up in the middle, with light pointed at it. The only visible thing. Whatever is on the table is flat and covered by a red cloth. It is morning.

Setiawan sits at the edge of the room, casually sipping a large glass of wine. Despite the early hour, the Jade Islander is feeling good about himself, and, having heard about the call for agents through his horribly wide network of contacts, comes by to check what all the fuss is about. He barely resists the urge to uncover the thing under the cloth.

Daromu wanders over to the table and crashes down on a chair with a loud clang of metal. Wearing full plate and carrying enough weapons to arm a small village tends to be noisy. She looks around and waves for a serving person to bring her stuff. Meanwhile, she pulls a ceramic flask out of her pouch and takes a pull on it. Whatever it is, it's made from apples. Mostly apples. She makes sure none of the fluid gets on anything metal to prevent and endothermic reactions that might destroy the building.

Adventure? 
Adventure. 
When the call goes out, Bitr almost immediatly ignores it; Mostly because she can't look at a bunch of scribbles on paper and make them into a voice in her head. That's just weird souther madness again. Yet, when someone makes the mistake of reading the posting outloud, she's running to the meeting place; Well, riding, atop Dog the riding canine. The tiniest "giant" is thus in the alehouse, at the table, chewing a lip and drumming calloused fingers against the table as she shifts her hips in discomfort. Chairs. And then her hand begins creeping towards the red handkerchief.

Telecorn barges on into the room. Which apparently isn't that big of a deal after Daromu and Bitr come in. "Why is it so dark?" she asks aloud, coming up. "Oh hi everyone," she laughs. "Didn't see you guys at first. Is the person hiring us through the guild even here?"

Daromu throws a burning rock into the air, which at the height of its arc seems to level out and start orbitting the Dwarf's head. This adds to the light in the room. She looks over at Telecorn "Is this better?"

The halfling barbarian glances up at Telecorn, flashing sharp, pointy teeth before she speaks outloud; Her tradespeak archaic, out of date, and strangely flowery.

"Mine eyes do not find a man with money, ye keen, thou' -" She breaks off as Daromu tosses up a ball of light, blinking owlishly. Then guffaws. "HA! Master Brightpalm is surely thy call!" And then to the Xian. "Ah! Master Tumblesmith. Be there trouble in yon door?" she lowers her voice in conspiracy. "Aye, and be keys still against thy strange souther ways here in Alexandria?"

A man takes his cue. Stepping up to the table. He glares at Bitr's wandering hands, and then clears his throat. "Good morning." Then pulling at the cover, he reveals a marked map. Pointing to a location.

"This is the Pentex Tower in northern Alexandros, an area normally secured by our government. It is controlled by the Cult of The Wyrm, a shadowy organization. The Cult Leader is known only by her title. Nothing else is known. We have only become aware of its existence because initiates venturing into Alexandria have been seen carrying initiates' manuals, giving only the barest information about the group."

He pauses to make sure this all came in. "Your mission, should you decide to accept it, is to infiltrate this dangerous cult, bring out information known to high ranking individuals, and bring it back such that my new newspaper and publish it to compete with the Tribune. Allow me to warn you: should any of your party members be caught, or killed, the publisher will disavow any knowledge of this mission. Good luck. And let me warn you: If they know you have taken one of their manuals, we believe it wll self destruct in 5 seconds."

And then there's a man here with them. Bitr half listens, squinting down at the map in confusion. Before she snaps her head back up at 'self destruct'. Eyes squint in suspicion. ".. Aye, and if we break and sew a cult man's fingers around yon pamplet, still do go to flame?" Well, technically it wouldn't be -her- in possession~

Samlanann looks at the man carefully, understanding the subterfuge. "Of course. What is the title of the Cult Leader, then? Perhaps I will have heard of her."

Daromu takes another pull of the ceremic flask andsays "I don't know how stealthy or tricksy I am, but I'll do what I can to help." She offers the flask to anyone else who might want some. There's an eyewatering smell of apples filling the air and it's probably good there are no open flames nearby.

Inevitably, it's the only person shorter that Daromu who gleefully grabs for the flask. Glug goes Bitr.

The man hiding in the shadows, despite spells to the contrary, answers. "The Cult Leader's title is Leader. And she is probably more powerful than everyone in this room together. I advise against force."

Eden is likely distracted by something shiny, like the rock that orbits the dwarf, or the luminescent mushrooms she idly pokes at that grow over the strange robe she wears, an absent smile on her lips. The mentions of power, the mysterious speech, it all seems to go right over her head, and skews off into the shadows somewhere beyond.

Telecorn looks at the map carefully, then at where the man apparently is. "Hey. If you've seen the Initiates in town. Then what do they look like? Do you have one of their books for us to read? This sounds totally crazy."

"Leader?" Samlannan sighs. "Of course; I know her work well. She is devious, indeed. Very devious. This Pentex Tower shall of course be difficult to enter."

GAME: Samlanann rolls Bluff: (19)+13: 32

Daromu ponders "So we can't fight our way in and we have to deal with psychotic, dangerous cultists to steal their secrets. Any suggestions on how to do this so we don't get sacrificed?"

Apparently tired of tactics, the halfling barbarian squints up at Daromu and snorts. "Aye! We be quiet and swift." She belches, holding the flask for the dwarf to take back before she looks across to Eden. And slowly, slowly grins.

Bitr says "Of the northern heights, Sister?" <in jotun>

The shadowy man starts to answer Telecorn, but then pauses when Samlanann completely impresses him. "I suggest you make him the leader. His knowledge of the group, and its defenses, should guide you well." Daromu also gets the same gesture. "I will leave you to plan then," he adds before walking out.

Eden is pulled from her silent reverie by the tiny jotun-speaking thing. She darts her gaze about the room at eye level first, eyes so vivid they almost seem to glow, before they are cast downward to the noise. "What? O-... oh! Well, look at you!" Her smile turns wide, touching at the corners of her eyes as she stares almost lovingly down at Bitr, still as an oak. "So happens that I am!" She responds in a common tongue, obviously having spent more time around the non-giants as late. "I am Essence Eden, and..." Her words trail off, her stare flicking back toward the others, the light, the table. She squints.

Give her a second. She'll get there.

Her lips press to a thin line as she works on working out what's going on here, and what she was doing, mouth opening and closing a few times, a bit like a goldfish, really. She takes in a breath as though to say something to the group, but then turns her attentions back to Bitr, "And we should look at a map!" She announces triumphantly to Bitr.

Samlanann finds himself accepting the challenge, and once the mysterious man has disappeared, starts making arrangements. "We should meet back here later tonight, to discuss what we need to do. But for now, shall we disperse?"

Daromu scratches her chin and nods slowly "I guess I'll see what I can find from the temples. What they have to say about all this. I'll try and keep it discrete, just in case some of those pesky cultists are wandering about."

Switching from the gutteral Jotun - which sounds weird from her high pitched voice, even if she is a natural speaker - to her archaic tradepseak again as she stands upon the chair. Then puts a bare foot upon the table, pounding her chest with a tiny hard hand. "Thy countenance pleases, Sister! I am Bitr the Mighty; The blood of giants flows in mine veins, stretching to mine father's fathers, back to the beginning. And aye! A map!" Having found a fellow giantborn soul, the two foot nine halfling lowers her gaze to the pictures on the map. And, after a moment, turns it upside down in confusion. Before looking to both the 'Tumblesmith' Samlanann and Daromu.

"Oh? Aye! I'll get the rope! Ne'er was a time when rope did naught but come useful! From scaling the cliffs - mind ye, until mind growth is complete and mine crown scrapes the skies - to tying up a worthy man!" A loud guffaw.

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

Telecorn stares at the map a while. "This is totally a mage's tower guys." she says, pointing to the marked location. "I don't know if the cult is mages nor or anything but you know um, the tower could be magical and stuff. Or just tall I don't know."

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GAME: Samlanann rolls Diplomacy: (2)+13: 15

The Xian wanders away, having made a few loose plans with the others. He hits the local taverns, market places and general places of meeting, sending out tentative tendrils to retrieve information. A couple of hours later, some of his fences and other nefarious contacts get the following information from some marketeers: Lots of cultish garments have been sold. Black-hooded robes, with green trim. That's all he has, but it's a start.

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

GAME: Eden rolls perception: (11)+5: 16

As Bitr and Eden do their thing, having been informed by Samlanann's research, they come across one of those initiates. Dressed exactly as described. Going into a general store.

Nudging her sister in the - uh, knee - Bitr upnods aside as they come across one of the cultists. "Ho, Sister." She begins, in low jotun. "I've spied one of our cultists. Do we follow, as the cold wind chases a naked man, or do we see what they've purchased afterwards?" 
Yes, she can speak in Jotun a LOT better than she can in Tradespeak.

"Even cultists need ropes." Eden mentions, helpfully, as she watches the cultist meander into the local store, dressed in what she assumes is ceremonial garb. It's a slow calculation on the part of the cleric, trying to figure out what to do as Bitr puts the question to her as they ever so conspiratorily lurk in the middle of the open. "Uh." Tick, tick, tick. "We ... we should wait! Yes, yes, let's wait, like... a stagnant pond waits for... the... beaver to, um..." Her head turns to glance down at Bitr, chest puffing out as she hides the shame. "Dam it."

GAME: Bitr rolls stealth: (3)+10: 13

GAME: Eden rolls stealth: (1)+-5: -4 (EPIC FAIL)

GAME: Polk rolls 1d20: (11): 11

Bitr pats her sister upon the knee in a jovial manner, and nods aside to an alleyway. There to wait for the cultist to leave, so perhaps they could utterly screw up some diplomacy to see what the cultist is buying! "Truer words, Sister, have rarely been spoken. Come!" To the giantcave! She doesn't say.

Eden stands in the open like a moron, eyes bright, smile wide, gaze utterly vacant. When she's beckoned onward, she lumbers after her tiny new friend, edging her way into the alley only to trip over absolutely everything there is, before stepping on the tail of a dog that was in the wrong place at the right time, sending it yarping and yelping from the alley with all the shrill stillness of a summer storm. There she stands, still smiling broadly, staring down at Bitr. "Now we wait!" She booms.

The initiate that Eden and Bitr wait for, like a pair of beavers watching the river looking for a spot to dam, comes out 20 minutes later, carrying a lumpy bag. The initiate starts to go on with business, but then Eden becomes the enter of attention. Looking over, the initiate stares, then looks at the bag, and just takes off running.

Normally speaking, Bitr is not the brightest torch in the rack. Not the sharpest tool in the shed. Not the shiniest jewel in the chest. Not the biggest brain in the skull. Somewhere, this metaphor gets away from the narrator, but you get the idea. When Eden crashes through, over, into and onto every noise making object in the alley, Bitr cannot help but laugh. LAUGH! Her guffaw briefly breaking into giggles before she remembers herself.
"HA! Your steps cause the streets to tremble, sister! Surely, the blood of our ancestors flows strongly within you." 
And then the cultist comes out. Bitr looks back at the cultist. Follows his gaze to his bag. Back up again. Then points. 
"HA! He runs! Quickly, sister!" She shouts, before she tears off after the fellow; Moving a -lot- faster than most halfings have a right too. Why is she chasing a cultist? 
Because he ran. You don't run from biters.

GAME: Bitr rolls athletics: (6)+8: 14

GAME: Bitr rolls constitution: (2)+3: 5

Eden lifts a large hand covered in shimmering spidersilk webbing to give a cheerful wave as the initiate stares at her, teeth bared in her ever-broadening grin. But, then he takes off running. "Oh. He must have somewhere terribly pressing to b--oh! Oh no! We need to, uh, there's... we should..." She starts several thoughts, none of which seem to come to fruition, as she shifts from foot to foot anxiously. "Wait, friend! I ... I want to join your establishment! I BELIEVE! I AM A BELIEVER!" She announces, stealthily, and with the utmost in care before she begins jogging after him and her tiny 'sibling'.

GAME: Eden rolls bluff: (19)+4: 23

Bitr is on short legs and doesn't happen to run well this morning. However the giantborn's shouted words actually make the initiate slow down, and stop. Turning to face Eden, the initiate replies in an androgynous voice "You... believe in the everlasting release of the unmaker?"

The problem isn't BITR's legs! It's everyone elses! She's half the size of the cultist - what he and Eden can bound over, Bitr has to go around. Or under. When the cultist finally slows down, Bitr is bent double with her hands on her knees, sucking in air. Turns out that sitting around getting drunk isn't good for getting the blood pumping! Letting Eden do the speaking.

"Of COURSE I do! Who wouldn't?!" Eden guffaws, HAW-HAhaha! It's convincing, somehow. She finishes her jogging as the man slows and stops, and she follows suit, before stooping to give Bitr a slap on the back that could well send her crashing to the ground in her bent position. "Well done, sister! Quite the rousing jog. Really makes you appreciate natu--the.. nature... of the unmaker! So," Eden turns her attentions back to the cultist with that winning smile of hers, absent as it is. Almost creepy. She's absolutely a cultist. "So, uh, where are we going? What have you in the bag? Impliments of unmaking?" She points to the bag, "Tools for binding?" She continues, squinting, her chin lifting as she stares down her nose at him. "... Trailmix?"

The initiate pauses, head tilting confused. The androgynous voice of the hooded initiate is uncertain. "The leader... sent me to get supplies today. For everything. Did you not take the rites?"

The halfling does go tumbling, but fortunately it's only her head that hits the pavement. So nothing important injured. She grouses, pulling herself up to her feet. Which get planted shoulder width, fists on her hips. She glances aside to Eden, then moves to act as the 'spotter' - that is, watching out for anyone trying to spy on their suspicious cult-like evil activity! Which means slipping past the cultist to peer around the corner, watching for any Do Gooders who want to stop the Unmaking! OR masking. OR whatever. Point is, she's following Eden's lead on this. 
Whatever this is. Mm, trailmix.

"Uh, actually, I'm new. They haven't gotten around to giving me my robes and stuff, and you look like a person in the know. Thought we could talk about the Unmaker, and compare..." Eden looks down at Bitr, and back up to the initiate. "Notes? I mean, you must have some ide--so, what's the Leader like? And, I mean, I know the manifesto, but... I want to know if you know it, so... hey, what's goin' on, right?" ... :)?

GAME: Polk rolls 1d20+2: (3)+2: 5

The initiate isn't sure. Stepping forward, looking at Eden intently, then looking back at the sneaky Bitr. But, they pass inspection, and so the cultist continues on brightly. "Wonderful! Well, I have to go back, but before I do I can take you to our robes supplier, so you and your friend can at least show your alliegiance to the leader with the proper clothing. I'll vouch for you. Get your robes made, get your affairs in order, and come to the tower. If you know the signs and secrets, the guard will let you right in."

Bitr - smelling faintly of goat - looks back at Eden as she woos and twists this small man's mind with the power of.. of words! It's a new respect shining in the 'little sister's eyes before she looks to the man, and nods gruffily. "Oh, aye! And then the reaping and gnashing of teeth and unmaking!" She begins, dry washing her calloused hands with most evil intent. But otherwise she acts as Eden's underling - an apt position considering her size!

"Oh, er, like I said, we're new... and, I mean, I know the signs and secrets... or, rather, I -knew- them, but maybe you could give us a refresher? So that we might better serve the Leader, that is. I would hate to have to interrupt anything to get someone else to teach me, and I mean... you are right here, and there's a bit to travel to get to a robe supplier, I can only assume... we can talk on the way!" Eden basically chirps, glancing down at Bitr once more, "Yes, all of the unmaking. We are eager to participate and ready to serve!" Im-ho-tep.

GAME: Eden rolls bluff: (1)+4: 5 (EPIC FAIL)

GAME: Polk rolls 1d20+2: (10)+2: 12

The initiate does a head shake from under there. "If you don't know the signs and sigils yet, you must not be initiated yet. But we'll get you the robes and you can GET initiated!" The words are said with mounting excitement, and are positively joyful at the end of that statement. The initiate then gives directions to the robe supplier before taking off in that direction, presumably to do said vouching, and then returning to the Tower.

<OOC> Bitr grins. Shall we handwave the bit about robes so you can focus on the dwarf and the fire starter? 
<OOC> Polk says, "well what do you do at the robe supplier?" 
<OOC> Eden says, "Get robes." 
<OOC> Daromu says, "I might have to go AFK for a bit." 
<OOC> Bitr says, "Ah! Hm. Get robes, yes; And see about where the initiation takes place!" 
<OOC> Polk says, "the robe supplier knows nothing about that. only sells robes and robe accessories."

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<OOC> Samlanann would like a robe. 
<OOC> Samlanann says, "I can't think of much else that I could do." 
<OOC> Polk says, "we can do that. Eden can go back and get a robe your size" 
<OOC> Samlanann has an idea. "Can I go to the robe merchant myself?" 
<OOC> Polk says, "you can go along sure we can play that if you like"

The robe merchant is actually more of a general supplier of custom fine clothing. Eden being so large, and having been vouched for, is greeted. "I hope the robes fit well," the 60 year old human woman says, dressed very well in a long dress, gray hair in a bun. "Did you need anything else?"

<OOC> Telecorn says, "actually I would ask you to get more than one" 
<OOC> Telecorn says, "get one for me too please"

The Xian known as Samlanann shakes his head sadly when he hears what Bitr and Eden have been doing. "To think we almost had unfettered access to an initiate." He looks at the two when they mention the robes, apparently cheering up a little. "I think we should get down there, then. Five robes required, I suppose." 
When he gets to the robe merchant, he looks her up and down. "Need anything else?" He says. "I should say so. Ma'am, you're being investigated by the Alexandrian Chamber of Commerce for improper practice."

GAME: Samlanann rolls Bluff: (18)+13: 31

GAME: Polk rolls 1d20+8: (6)+8: 14

Eden looks lost, a brow quirking, "And also, I am in need of more robes of various sizes. Celebrations abound!" Apparently the giantborn is not in on the plan. She does, however, have measurements. She's very helpful to the process.

The little old lady stops, and gasps. "Oh gracious. What have I done?" she asks the man pleadingly, almost a whine. She shuffles over to her pad, and pencil, picking the pencil up and preparing to write. "May I at least continue working while we speak? This customer here needs robes. They are having a party." She then looks to Eden. "Please give me the measurements and I'll get you them as soon as possible. They look so smart on you kids."

Eden blushes faintly, waving her hand in an 'oh, you, get outta here' gesture at the old woman, before providing the measurements of the rest of the party.

Samlanann retrieves a smart little notebook from a pocket, and flicks through some pages. A casual observer notes nothing interesting, but most pages are blank but for a few notes at the top. One particularly full page is marked 'ALDEAN', underlined and emboldened several times. Still, that's for another day. Finally he comes to the last page, which one on his side will note is blank. "Look at this," he tells her. "Receiving payments without
receipt. Supply to banned organisations. It goes on." He looks her squarely in the face. "I need to see your ledgers, immediately."

GAME: Samlanann rolls Profession/Bookkepper: (18)+Profession/Bookkepper: 18 
<OOC> Samlanann says, "That's annoying. Anyway it should be at +6, so 24 I guess."

The little old lady takes the notes, then nods to Samlanann. "Banned organizations? I wasn't aware. Let me help." She says this with great earnestness, nodding and shuffling right over to her records. Which are actually just, a pile of orders. The sheets are taken from the pad she's writing on, tickets really. They are marked with names, dates, and payments as well as details of what was ordered. The ones you're looking for are in various names, but mostly Leader. Paid in coin on the spot.

Samlanann looks at her sharply. "Very good, and your helpful attitude is noted. Have you made any deliveries to this 'Leader'?"

The lady shakes her head. "Oh no. I don't do deliveries. Well, years ago I used to do deliveries in the neighborhood, but ever since I started getting the rheumatism, I can't anymore. Pick up only." She makes a cutting gesture to emphasize that.

Samlanann adjusts his face to a warm, winning smile. "Very good. I am convinced that you were unaware of the nature of your orders." He looks at his jotun companion. "This fellow is attempting to infiltrate the organisation, and we require the five robes, discretely, as quickly as can be provided, and preferably tomorrow. I shall pick them up personally."

The old lady goes wide-eyed. "Really?" she gasps, her voice going soft, into a stage whisper. "Is it that serious? Do you want both kinds of robes then?"

Eden pauses. "Yes. Yes, that would be most helpful. ... What's, uh, what's the other robe?"

The lady nods and gestures. "It's like the robes you ordered already, but, with the doubled trim. And the leader person never ordered it in front of her friends, but it has softer material, too."

Poker-faced, Samlanann gawps internally at this extra knowledge. "Yes," he says. "Both kinds. I assume you have the correct colours. I shall take one of the other robes too, for a female half-sil one inch shorter than myself."

The old lady takes all these notes down, and starts summing it up. "So I have these instructions for all these sizes. I'll make you one of each robe. Do you have a city account I can charge it to?"

Samlanann shakes his head. "Not for the moment. I shall pay tomorrow, or else provide an account to which to charge. However, I would insist on discretion. After all, your competitors would relish the knowledge that you have been dealing with insidious clients."

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GAME: Daromu rolls Diplomacy: (13)+7: 20

Daromu heads out from the meeting place, after making a point of getting her flask back from the little halfling. She heads out to the Temple District. Being a cleric, she makes discrete inquiries about this particular cult from priests she has met before and knows she can trust. She asks what they know of the cult, any practices, signs they might use between each other and if there are any known cultists in the city or ones that have been arrested that could be interrogated.

Telecorn decides to go along with Daromu. Hiding behind the person in armor is good if you're the fragile sorcerer. Plus well, Bitr and Eden are going together to do a thing, and Samlanann already left to go snooping, so why be left alone? She tries to add her charm in when she can, listening and talking to the people about stuff.
Telecorn actually, will probably be able to take the lead for some of the questioning. At least for Elune.

GAME: Telecorn rolls diplomacy: (11)+5: 16

GAME: Polk rolls 1d20+12: (15)+12: 27

Since Telecorn is a co-religionist, the priests of Eluna are willing to help Telecorn, since she's just convincing enough. "This cult we have heard nothing of, but it sounds contrary to our principles. Let us meditate on it." In fact they bring in an expert on religion from the temple, to meditate on it. She comes back, and nods to Telecorn. The Seer explains "Wild one, this cult seems dangerous. The Cult of the Wyrm, while very secretive, has left signs of its presence throughout Aleaxandros. The tower you mentioned, be wary of it. The adepts of the order there are experienced, and we believe they are devout of Gunahkar, the destroyer. They will bring his power against you, even if they are attempting to disguise themselves with the green in their robes. May Eluna watch over you, wild one."

Telecorn nods and bows to the Seer. "Thank you, and you too." She then runs back to Daromu in order to report what she's learned."

Daromu marches off to the Temple of Rada, letting Telecorn wander off when they get to the Temple District. She wanders into her Temple, waving and nodding to people. She heads off to one of the mid-level priests in the hierarchy of the church. After exchanging the church greetings, Daromu starts asking about the Cult of the Wyrm. She explains that someone wants to expose their dealings, bringing them into the light so they can't manuever in the shadows to manipulate and disrupt things.

A Current of Rada steps out to greet Daromu, respecting the well armored one. Hearing the explanation, the seer immediately brings Daromu in to speak with others, who might know more. A traveling Gale comes up to Daromu and grunts. "I have traveled through that part of Alexandros just in the last fortnight. I think I saw the tower. It was guarded. A watchman up top, and a guard below at the gate. It was open when I went out, and closed when I came back. I'm sorry I cannot be of more assistance. Successful journeys to you."

Telecorn probably shoudln't, but she chimes in. "Were they armed, did you see? Or were they like.. priests of Gunahkar?" she asks the traveling man.

Daromu offers a courteous bow and appropriate Radaian sign in return. She asks "Perhaps you might direct me to others who might know more of this cult? It sounds like they are at odds with Rada's Holy Doctrine." She looks over at Telecorn and listens to her question.

GAME: Polk rolls 1d20+8: (16)+8: 24

The Gale looks to Telecorn, squinting at the brightly dressed half-sil, and looks to Daromu with a little skepticism, to see if she's actually with the cleric. Seing that they are, he nods. "They were armed as guards." He then looks to Daromu. "I have studied cults little in my travels. Perhaps others can help."

The current who greeted Daromu then tries to find an expert on religion. Who apparently is on fire. "The half-sil is correct. This is a cult of the destroyer that you are facing. Are you sure you wish to take such a risk for so little profit? Though, to your advantage, his priestly domains are not beneficial to detecting a ruse. That might be to your advantage. But I have no doubt they will try to kill you if they become aware of your intent."

Daromu says carefully after some thought "Rada is both life and death, the sea that we all came from and will all return to. Gunahkar is endless destruction and a threat to all. His followers threaten trade, travel and life itself. I think that if I can slow down things by bringing what I can to the light, it is worth it."

Telecorn decides to bite her tongue after the look she got, and defers to Daromu. It's her temple.

The Gale from before steps forward. "I agree. If your group needs, I can give you a ride in my trading wagon, as I leave the city again in search of more goods."

[[Category:Logs]]

Polk

2016-05-05T14:12:52Z

James: moved James to Polk: Character was renamed

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James
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{{CPSUBHEAD-START}}Background{{CPSUBHEAD-END}}

James was born to a village of raven-type Eglarin in the lower forests of the Khazad Duin. The local Eglarin there follow a particular cult of Navos, and James was born to the priesthood of that cult. He, like his parents before him, seeks to honor Raven by learning about the world, exploring it, and recording information about it, studying history and geography in particular.

His mother was killed in this work, getting caught in the wrong place at the wrong time in the Charn wars.

James's own efforts in this will be based out of the city of Alexandria.

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{{CPSUBHEAD-START}}Roleplay Hooks{{CPSUBHEAD-END}}
* Navos the Raven
* Maps
* History
* Languages
* Healing

{{CPSUBHEAD-START}}Trivia{{CPSUBHEAD-END}}
* [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k8ws_APXilE True Neutral]

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{{Badge-Entry|Aerie}}Raven's Blessed, in the lower forests of Khazad Duin, led by followers of a cult of Navos the Raven
{{Badge-Entry|Role}}Priest of the Raven, going into the world to explore it according to Raven's Wisdom
{{Badge-Entry|Faith}}Navos the Raven
{{Badge-Entry|Rite of the Skies}}When James gained the ability to fly, he tested and proved himself by showing that he could make a map of the local area, accurately, from that bird's eye view.
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{{Badge-Title|Faith PC Badge}}
{{Badge-Entry|Faith}}Navos, the Raven
{{Badge-Entry|Temple}}Traveling. Sent out from his home cult, James seeks knowledge of the world, learning it and recording it to honor Raven's wisdom.
{{Badge-Entry|Role}}Explorer
{{Badge-Entry|Landmarks}}Made a map upon taking to the sky
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