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Beyond the Pale Part 9

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Ulthan: Created page with "<div style="padding:5px; background-color:#e7eaea;"> ==Log Info== *Title: Beyond the Pale Part 9 *GM: Thurid *Characters: Burai, Crik, Haggerty, Skyler, Ulthan *Place: Catacombs under the village in Sendor *Summary: Face-off with the (alleged) mastermind... </div> "What was it all for?" The Shabti implores the party from his place on the other side of the portal, standing in the frozen and desolate fields of The Pale World. He stands perhap..."

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==Log Info==

*Title: Beyond the Pale Part 9

*GM: [[Thurid]]

*Characters: [[Burai]], [[Crik]], [[Haggerty]], [[Skyler]], [[Ulthan]]

*Place: Catacombs under the village in Sendor

*Summary: Face-off with the (alleged) mastermind...
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"What was it all for?" The Shabti implores the party from his place on the other side of the portal, standing in the frozen and desolate fields of The Pale World. He stands perhaps thirty feet beyond the threshold, refusing to come through- but at the very least, the party have convinced him to come close enough to talk face to face.

"The sin was his, why must I pay for it, and reap naught but misery?" He asks them. "Answer me that, if you have any words for me- let it be... a reason."

"Because your time is passed." Skyler says bluntly, placing his sword blade across one shoulder as he scowls at the Sabti, "Any claim you had has long since been rendered null and void either through the dissolution of the kingdom you claim is your birthright or invalidated by your own actions." He frowns deeper, "You claim it was your brother's sin? He isn't the one making a mockery of life and death. He isn't forcing people out of their hard-earned rest, you are. He didn't desecrate a statue of Vardama.. *you* did." Beat. "Or people acting on your behalf, which makes it your sin regardless."

Ulthan leans in over the rest of his party, and asks the apparition. "And how are you so sure your brother, if he is the sinner, hasn't been punished for his sins? Are you maybe scrying on him?"

"What he did to ye ain' right," Bryn agrees, "but what ye doin t'others ain right, neither. First parts on 'im, rest of that's on you." She nods with Skyler and thumbs back in the general direction of ... all the stuff they went through to get here."

"Because they were really greedy and needed a fall guy for their sins," Crik offers helpfully, after having snuck around the area for... sometimes it is better not to ask what he is looking for. "The world can be a cruel place." He then adds, with a sad downward nod of his beak. "... and the after world." The moment lasts. And a moment later, he is off sketching a symbol or a carving or another into his notebooks.

Haggerty pulls back an ornery braid to keep his vision unobstructed. The freckly man straightens up and waits a moment. He is in deep thought, actually, but genuine philosophical banter from inside a barrel is not the blue appareled wizard's forte lest the barrel is lightened first. The Aesir smacks his dry feeling lips, and tries to recall some salvational oratives which fit this unusual situation. "Your brother made you suffer in his stead. That does not generate any form of demand except to your brother. Leave the world out of this. You have no business demanding what you did not earn." He raises his free hand. "Let me continue, please. You were forced into a contract which was and is onesided. This does not generate any rights. You never agreed and thus it has no value. You derive a need for payment for immaterial suffering. That does not nobility make." Hagg clears his breath, "Nobility is in serving, not ruling. You gather the trust and support of fealty for standing up, not from any nitpicky bylaws and vile dealings. The pseudo-contract your brother made through the construction of the hex doctor doll is not right. Thus you have no right. What we can do is help you find justice or promise you on our good word to see that your brother gets his due. How about that?"

"Passed!?" The Shabti demands, taking one step nearer the portal, his arms wide, "I never /had/ my time! Don't you understand!? I didn't die. It wasn't me he killed! He made me to pay for his crime! And I have paid!" he yells to the party. "*He* built this place. To defy his fate. To hide his secret from his loyal kingdom. To hide ME!" he calls out.

He looks as though he might go on, but he makes a fist and takes a breath to calm himself, closing his eyes for a moment before he continues. "It is true I have used the remains. They believed me their king of old returned, and I allowed them to believe." he admits. "They pledged themselves to a falsehood, and I did not disabuse them of that notion. But what choice did I have?" he asks, and gestures around at the pale world he is in. "All I have known is death. What tool could I use, if not death?" he asks, "When that psychopomp dragged me from the hells, this place was prepared for me. His cult were ready for his return. How do I know that he does not suffer for his sins? Because I am here, and he is not."

He listens, then, to what the others have to say, and just shakes his head. "You, all of you, you misunderstand. He killed his brother. I am not his brother. Nor am I him. Was born at the moment of his death, to shoulder the weight of his sin." he explains and then rubs his face. "Fine. Fine, I see that you are ignorant still. Let me tell you a story."

"The land in which your mortal bodies reside has a long history of war. King after King, Some beloved, some loathed. Each and all of them flawed. One such king produced two sons. The first born was frail, prone to sickness. The second hale and strong. They were inseparable as boys, and there was a time their love for one another was true. In time, the King began to Ail, as all mortalkind do. The eldest should have taken the throne, by tradition. But the king could not allow it, he feared that his eldest was too frail of mind and body to rule. So he set a task to them, to slay a beast that plagued the kingdom. He knew full well the task was impossible for his eldest son, that the second son would prove his worth and take the throne." he tells them the story, eyes moving under lids, as he searches memories that are not his own for the details.

"The younger son loved his brother, and wouldn't take his birth rite from him. The two of them travelled together. Tracking the beast, hunting it, it took the span of two years. All the time, the youngest leading the charge- and leading the eldest. But the eldest grew bitter. He knew, of course, that he was holding his brother back. That he was a burden. Eventually, the beast was felled, by the younger's hand. Overcome with resentment, the eldest clasped his brother in an embrace- and plunged a dagger into his back." He finally opens his eyes again. "And so it is, this town of Ronda, the grave of the beast, and the site of its rightful king's betrayal, this is where the supplanter, the brother-killer came, wracked by fear, in his latter years to construct an edifice of defiance against the harpist. And here he performed the old rites to create me. His salvation, his sacrifice."

"So now, do you understand? I cannot have justice. But I will have recompense." he finishes.

GAME: Skyler rolls knowledge/religion+2: (7)+1+2: 10
GAME: Bryn rolls knowledge/religion+2: (7)+9+2: 18
GAME: Haggerty rolls knowledge/religion: (17)+9: 26
GAME: Haggerty rolls knowledge/the planes: (17)+9: 26
GAME: Crik rolls knowledge/the planes +2: (12)+4+2: 18

The swashbuckler scowls deeper as he narrows his eyes at the creature in front of them. "Well, sounds like you don't have a right to this world, much less this kingdom." He says flatly, glancing around, "What happened was horrible, and it wasn't right... But it doesn't give you permission to do what you've done." He makes his way forward, sword still across his shoulder.

"Sounds a lot like nothing we can do will stop you, yeah?" Skyler says with narrowed eyes. And his free hand darts into his jacket, pulling out a small vial of wholesome looking liquid. And quick as a snake, he throws the potion of healing at the creature, attempting to catch him by surprise as he pulls his sword into a 'ready' position.

The color fades from the liquid in the bottle as it passes the threshold, its positive energies weakened- but not entirely disrupted- by the malign influence of the Pale World. The bottle strikes the Shabti in the chest and shatters, spilling its contents over him. "You still don't understand? I'm not dead. I was simply... never given a chance at life." he says, but otherwise doesn't react to the provocation- remaining on his side of the portal.

"No, I get it," Bryn puts some pieces together. "The cod-swaddler put ye up to take 'is place, take 'is fall. But I ain' thinkin Vardama put ye there. She's all 'bout everybody gettin what they earnt when they're done. 'N that place is her ex's, anyhow. Ain' no way She'd be sendin HIM no souls. What if ye being 'free' is all just part of the brother-killer's plan, eh? 'N yer STILL playin right along without knowin it?"

Crik pauses and starts busily writing the words down; but then abruptly he pauses and lifts his head, looking around the rest of the party. He writes something hurriedly into his notes and then holds the paper to the group: 'psychpmps wldnt do tht' it reads in chicken scratch. The paper is then stowed away as Crik looks at the speaking figure. "... are you sure it was a psychopomp?" He asks carefully. "... what exactly happened during your return?" The corvid asks, threateningly lifting his notepad.

He also turns towards Skyler. "Next time, try throwing just a flask and not the magical potions. Least expensive to expensive."

Haggerty furrows his brows and comments, "Thank you for the express clarification. I did not say you were his literal brother. Your state as a shabti precludes the notion. Simulacrum of sinbait? Semantics! It cannot have been a servant of the Harpist, however. You were tricked in this regard. No such servant of the Gray Lady would act against Her will. It was an impostor. Manipulation came to pass." The wizard trades glances with his pug. Who silently drools onto the crypt floor until he realizes all the tasty bones are from human(oid)s. Ugh. "We should find the slain brother and speak to him or make him speak to you." Hagg scowls and scratches himself behind the ear with his magical stick. "Nobody is served by vendetta. But to help you help us help you: what was the name of the being who manipulated you, please? That would provide one more lead. I am getting ahead of myself here, now. The other valiants need to tell their agreement firstly." He smiles hopefully at the others in the group. "He really is not undead, Skyler. He is outside of life and undeath." He does a little bow to Bryn, "The lady has a point. You cannot break the manipulation chain with proper violence."

Ulthan grunts as he tries to follow the wizard's rambling. "You emant o tell me that I can't free this poor, deluded soul by beating up the one who tricked him until they are all purple and crying? Drats... I wonder what Granny has to say about this...

The shabti takes a couple of steps closer to the gate and the party on the other side of it. "They dragged me from the hells." he says, "They claimed it was their duty to give me the chance to seek retribution." he says to the party then. "They told me of the cult that sought the resurrection of their long dead king, they guided me into recalling the memories of my maker." he says then. "They offered me a chance, however slim, of taking back some fraction of what was denied to me. All you have offered is your blades. Why should I take your word?" he asks them.

GAME: Skyler rolls sense motive: (2)+12: 14
GAME: Ulthan rolls sense motive: (11)+5: 16
GAME: Haggerty rolls sense motive+2: (2)+1+2: 5
GAME: Crik rolls sense motive: (17)+6: 23
GAME: Bryn rolls perform/sing+2: (13)+14+2: 29
GAME: Haggerty rolls sense motive+2: (16)+1+2: 19 (Reroll)

To Ulthan, he says, "I doubt it would help. But if you wish to strike him, his bones still lay in the sarcophagus at this place's entrance, as I know."

"We don't have anything to prove to you." Skyler says a touch petulantly, with a stubborn jut to his chin, "You and everything in this Gods be damned place have offered us nothing but insults and violence. You and your creatures have tried to kill us from the jump. We don't have a damned thing to prove. *You*," And he points with his sword, "Should be trying to prove to us why we shouldn't send you back to whatever hole you crawled out of."

Crik takes a step forward and then holds up his hand towards Skyler and between the something-somewhat-maybe dead-or-alive-inbetween king. "Wait, wait." He agitatedly says. "Something does not add up. Something is not right." He looks between the party, then focuses on Haggerty. "You understand, yes? The trickery to bring him back? Why the trickery?" He looks back at the overtly pretty man. "Maybe he is not what he thinks he is, maybe this cult is not what he thinks it is. We should be sure before we do something worse than his brother did."

Then finally Crik leans closer and holds his hand over his beak. "... and I would _really_ want to investigate this." Big shiny blakc corvid eyes.

Ulthan stops and looks at Crik, trusting his adventuring partner to have noticed something that the big man has missed, himself.

Bryn looks back the way they came. "Grindin' his bones ta dust'd make all of us feel better... but I'm guessin it ain' gonna change much else." She then look back to the not-really-the-brother. "What 'bout the resta him? I don't think any of us like him sittin pretty 'n relaxin after all this any more'n you do." Now her eye goes around to all. "So, how we see he gets his due?"

Haggerty nods, "A true servant of the Gray Lady would toss the murderer directly to the nine hells the second they know. The psychopomps, as they are called, have no qualms about foolishness. We will see what we can do, if all are aboard with me. Do you recall anything about the resurrectionist cult, perchance? We will likely have to step out and gather a few materials to enable the conversation with the slain brother." The Aesir walks over to the saber fence and pats him on the shoulder, "Stand down, please. The shabti is a victim in this." Crik will not miss the fire of curiosity in the wizard's eyes. "We will have to analyze the statue on the altar to know this is not another veil of misdirection, Master Trapsmith." "The rest we will need to fuss with, Harpist have mercy on our souls." Hagg sighs. "Devils and demons exist for such misdeeds, Master Trapsmith. We cannot truly know, but I suspect meddling by the cultists."

"They're lying." a femenine voice whispers, and a moment later a hand appears on the Shabti's chest, long slender fingers trailing into a willowy limb, clad in black leather. The rest of the figure is hidden behind the Shabti, save her head- feminine, palid, and her eyes covered by a bloodied bandage. "They would deny you your justice." she murmurs to him.

Her dark hair is drawn back in a harsh ponytail, her ears are pierced through in multiple places with sharp spikes of silver.

Her fingers trail along his chest, "They were ready to destroy you. You can't trust them. Only me." she whispers to him.

GAME: Thurid rolls 23: (7)+23: 30

Skyler shakes his head, about to comment to Crik, when the woman suddenly appears out of nowhere. He stares, mouth open, before closing his mouth with a click of teeth against teeth. He pinches his nose with one hand, closing his eyes briefly. "You have to be fucking *kidding* me." He says to no one in particular, letting out a deep sigh, "Bad enough we're dealing with some sort of brotherly rivalry, but now there's a piece of tail involved?"

He turns towards the others, asking, "Why don't we just leave and maybe see if the druid can just collapse the whole complex? Because this is getting too messy. He's dickmatized by her."

GAME: Crik rolls knowledge/the planes +2: (1)+4+2: 7 (EPIC FAIL)
GAME: Crik rolls knowledge/the planes +2: (15)+4+2: 21 (Reroll)

Crik looks at Skyler, then opens his beak as Skyler _for once shuts up and thinks_. Horrifying visage. He glances at the shabti and lets out a quiet, deep throated 'caw', before flipping over his other leatherbound book. This time, he holds it open and shows it to the party, well, mostly to Haggarty. It was a really rough looking sketch of a figure - more like a stick figure - and has the word 'kyton' on it.

"Sweet talk to him, before all is lost." The corvid urges the party, looking left, then right, then above, then back at Sky-nope, look at Bryn instead. "Sing a uplifting song about, about evil damsels and and, whatever that pirate said!" He urgently whispers.

The familiar doge yirfles excitedly and scramble-scritches at the pouch in which he resides, moving to hop out. They will dig up bones!!! Right??? Hagg smirks at the tiny friend. The spellcaster catches the languid movement and jerks his head up, takes three steps back, "Impostor! Liar! Get your rotten claws off this statueque person who suffered unduly!" Canine barks and arcanist snaps fingers, "Seize this hellish abomination!" Three snarls ring out in confirmation.

When Crik looks over at him, Skyler assumes his words broke through to the corvid and he's about to back him up, but then he looks at Bryn instead. The swashbuckler draws himself up, looking downright offended before he bites his lip and shrugs with a scowl, acknowledging the rogue's unspoken point. He does the only thing he can do to help with the sweet-talking at present: he shuts his damn mouth.

Crik looks at Skyler - then quickly offers the pirate a tiny steel flask in consolation. It wasn't the finest effort social effort from the corvid - considering it was mostly clear alcohol. Also maybe it will help Skyler to focus on more important things.

Haggerty well ended his talking part, but finds time in between switching to the cold iron dagger and to get a scroll in his other hand. He rants fervently, "Shabti, free yourself from this rancid beast! Let us help you!"

Where the pale fingertips of the Kyton trailed along the Shabti's flesh, his skin opens up into bleeding wounds. He bears the wounds stoically, barely wincing even as they ooze golden blood. That he was taken in by this creature posing as one of Vardama's envoys is evidence enough that he knows only as much of the Harpist and her agents as the denizens of hell were willing to share with him. But still, her claws seem to be dug deep, as he takes a step back away from the portal, into her embrace. "I didn't want to kill them. Only drive them away." he assures her.

"I know, I know..." she coos, stroking his hair. Blood runs from his scalp and mingles with the long, dark strands- her lightest touch seems enough to wound. "You must destroy them, or they will destroy you. They are all that stands between you and what was taken- what was never given." she promises him.

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|March 20, 2025
|[[Fluffy the Fey]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Bryn]], [[Gramarye]], [[Haggerty]], [[Skyler]] GM: [[Telamon]]
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|March 21, 2025
|[[A Lost Fey Puppy]]
|[[Carver]], [[Telamon]]
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|March 23, 2025
|[[Of Staves and Stones]]
|[[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
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|[[Crystal Tower (Part 3)]]
|[[Carver]], [[Magpie]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]], GM: Aftershock
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|[[Beyond the Pale Part 7]]
|[[Ulthan]], [[Haggerty]], [[Skyler]], [[Crik]], [[Bryn]], GM: [[Thurid]]
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|March 24, 2025
|[[Archmage Asking]]
|[[Carver]], [[Telamon]], [[Murder]], Riptide (as Faphinae), GM: Aftershock
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|March 25, 2025
|[[Same as It Ever Was (Part 21)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]], GM: Riptide
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|March 29, 2025
|[[Grim Deed Part 7]]
|[[Carver]], [[Culix]], [[Reithak]], [[Skyler]], GM: Aelwyn
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|March 30, 2025
|[[Beyond the Pale Part 8]]
|[[Ulthan]], [[Haggerty]], [[Skyler]], [[Crik]], [[Burai]], [[Bryn]], GM: [[Thurid]]
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|March 31, 2025
|[[Red Matrimony]]
|[[Corey]], [[Karasu]], [[Telamon]]
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===April===
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|April 1, 2025
|[[Same as It Ever Was (Part 22)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]], GM: Riptide
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|April 3, 2025
|[[Inspector Fritzgilbert and the Ploughing Goat]]
|[[Skyler]], [[Zigrun]]
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|April 4, 2025
|[[The Golden Songbird]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Skyler]], [[Telamon]], GM: Aftershock
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|April 6, 2025
|[[Beyond the Pale Part 9]]
|[[Ulthan]], [[Haggerty]], [[Skyler]], [[Crik]], [[Burai]], GM: [[Thurid]]
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[[Category:Logs]]

Beyond the Pale Part 8

2025-03-31T13:59:48Z

Ulthan: /* Log Info */

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==Log Info==

*Title: Beyond the Pale part 8

*GM: [[Thurid]]

*Characters: [[Bryn]], [[Burai]], [[Crik]], [[Haggerty]], [[Skyler]], [[Ulthan]]

*Place: Mausoleum beneath Sendorian village

*Summary: The face-off with the Bony Guy and meeting their master...
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=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- ATTENTION -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

Thurid has dropped a TIMESTOP!

Please +init, then cease all roleplay and actions immediately and wait for Thurid to instruct you further. You may earn RPP by logging a scene for a GM.

For in-combat commands, type: +thelp.

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

GAME: Haggerty rolls 1d20: (12): 12
GAME: Skyler gains ONE point of PANACHE.
GAME: Skyler spends ONE use of CHARMED LIFE.
GAME: Bryn spends NINE uses of BARDIC PERFORMANCE.
GAME: Thurid rolls 18: (5)+18: 23
GAME: Thurid rolls 21: (19)+21: 40
GAME: Thurid rolls 2d6+4: (11)+4: 15

As the hulking brute of bone and sinew starts to draw nearer to the portal, its movements accelerate breaking into a jog and then a barreling charge as it bursts through from the Pale World beyond and comes skidding into the crypt, trailing ice and frost shards shedding from its form.

It reaches into its chest and tears free a giant-sized handfull of ribs, femurs, and other assorted bones before hurling them at Bryn. The bones replicate rapidly in flight as they home in and to surround her in a grisly cage. The cage contracts around her to confine and begin to crush the bard.

GAME: Bryn rolls cmb+2+2: (16)+10+2+2: 30
GAME: Bryn casts Gallant Inspiration. Caster Level: 8 DC: 15
GAME: Bryn rolls 2d4: (6): 6
GAME: Haggerty casts Glitterdust. Caster Level: 6 DC: 18
GAME: Thurid rolls 19: (2)+19: 21
GAME: Thurid rolls 2d6+4: (8)+4: 12

Bryn has been in a cage before. Not one made of bones and flesh and ... whatever that slimy stuff there is, but a cage nonetheless. Most importantly, she didn't like being in one and that opinion hasn't changed. "What in Kor's blood?! Oh, fark no! I ain' doin THIS SHITE 'gain!" Unable to get any momentum (or even a swing) with her big curve blade, she instead wedges her metal hand between some of the bones and starts to pull, anchoring a foot against others to help pry.

She's not as broad as some oruchs, but she can be just as strong and/or stubborn. All of this works in her favor as she pries the shrinking cage's bone-bars just enough to to be able to squeeze herself free. With a little help from The Hymn.

GAME: Haggerty rolls 1d20+4+2+2+2: (8)+4+2+2+2: 18
GAME: Haggerty rolls 1d20+4+2+2+2: (9)+4+2+2+2: 19

GAME: Ulthan RAGES!, gaining +2 to melee attack/damage/Will saves and 10 temporary HP
GAME: Ulthan rolls weapon1+2+2+2: (13)+10+2+2+2: 29
GAME: Ulthan rolls damage1+2+2: aliased to 2d8+9+2+2: (8)+9+2+2: 21

Ulthan shakes his head as he sees Bryn get grabbed again, and that just flips him... He lets out his ululating war cry as he embraces his rage, charging at the golem before giving it a massive whack over the head, splintering bones and tearing sinews as the flail goes to bash.

GAME: Thurid rolls 5: (11)+5: 16
GAME: Thurid rolls 1d100: (94): 94
GAME: Burai casts Longstrider. Caster Level: 7 DC: 14

Haggerty works on a spell which wills a physical shower of glitter into Ea. It should work even on magic resistant enemies. The wizard cheers a quiet "Yarrr!" when the magicked effect takes hold. He sweatsomely sees the oruch minstrel free herself from the brutally effective trick of the opponent. A sigh catches in his throat while the Aesir sees the two large white coated doges circle and attack the thing. The tiny dog by the mage whines in envy, because gnawing on all those bones is FUN! Or not when the hulking wastrel smacks one of the attacking pretties from the heavenly realms off mark and another misses outright. This one has much potency stored within, enough to hit like a mammoth bull in heat, but applied with the cold precision of a seasoned axhand. (edited pose)

Tigers are not known as pack creatures...but the half-oruch remembers enough of adventuring tactics to remember such important things like the effectiveness of surrounding an enemy. He rumbles a growly spell under his breath. Then he springs into the air, before running horizontally through mid-air. The fur on his head scrapes against the ceiling before he begins angling down again. Giant clawed feet touch down on the stone behind the golem, and Burai turns three-quarters of the way to menace the golem from behind while trying to save some of his attention for the gate lest he himself get surrounded.

GAME: Skyler rolls weapon1+2+2: (19)+16+2+2: 39 (THREAT)
GAME: Skyler rolls weapon1+2+2: (7)+16+2+2: 27
GAME: Skyler rolls damage1+damage1+7+7+2+2: aliased to 1d6+8+1d6+8+7+7+2+2: (3)+8+(3)+8+7+7+2+2: 40

Skyler for his part sweeps into action with the usual panache and flare he fights with. He dodges the bones from Bryn's shattered cage, pale grey-green eyes intense in the wane light of his ioun torch as it floats around him. He hits the pillars to the side, and uses the momentum to launch himself forward in a daring strike that hits the golem south of the border (as it were) even as he lets out a laughing battle cry.

His scimitar strikes true, the magic edge of the blade glimmering faintly as it slices through enchantment-fueled bone.

GAME: Crik rolls knowledge/engineering: (20)+3: 23
GAME: Crik rolls stealth: (4)+13: 17
GAME: Thurid rolls 0: (5)+0: 5
GAME: Crik rolls weapon2+2+2-2-4: (13)+8+2+2+-2+-4: 19
GAME: Crik rolls damage2+3d6: aliased to 1d4+0+3d6: (3)+0+(11): 14

Crik had ducked behind one of the stone seats when the port had opened. He knew there were things from Beyond - but it was a shocking realization all the same to witness it with one's own eyes. "Can you-!" He starts to call out to the being beyond, but then thinks better of it when the golem appears. Endless notebooks are hurriedly rifled through, before the corvid suddenly shouts. "Anyone with adamantine? Hit it with adamantine! Or heal magic!"

Then the corvid flops over one of his greyer cloaks and pretends to be a very quickly moving piece of stone, before aiming a shot at the golem from down below. The bolt breaks a rib.

GAME: Haggerty rolls 1d20+4+2+2+2: (13)+4+2+2+2: 23
GAME: Haggerty rolls 1d20+4+2+2+2: (20)+4+2+2+2: 30
GAME: Ulthan rolls weapon1+2+2: (15)+10+2+2: 29
GAME: Haggerty rolls 1d20+4+2+2+2: (9)+4+2+2+2: 19
GAME: Burai rolls melee+2+2+2+2: (6)+9+2+2+2+2: 23
GAME: Burai rolls 2d6+6: (4)+6: 10
GAME: Haggerty rolls 1d6+3+2+2: (1)+3+2+2: 8
GAME: Haggerty rolls 1d6+3+2+2: (1)+3+2+2: 8
GAME: Skyler rolls weapon1+2+2: (7)+16+2+2: 27
GAME: Skyler rolls damage1+2+2+7: aliased to 1d6+8+2+2+7: (4)+8+2+2+7: 23
GAME: Ulthan rolls damage1+2+2: aliased to 2d8+9+2+2: (4)+9+2+2: 17
GAME: Thurid rolls 21+5: (8)+21+5: 34

The bone golem hunkers down, massive arms coming up to shield the nest of skulls that make up its torso as the party begins to surround it. And then it rears up, the jaws on all of its skulls opening to emit a cacophonous disharmony of wails before it barrels through the oppositon, heedless of the strikes that catch it as it barrels through sending Skyler, Ulthan and one of the summoned dogs sprawling against the flagstones.

It barrels through the hall, its massive form smashing the corner off the altar as it passes and one of its sweeping footsteps breaking one of the granite pews in half and sending splinters of stone cascading away.

GAME: Thurid rolls 19: (10)+19: 29
GAME: Thurid rolls 2d6+4: (6)+4: 10
GAME: Bryn rolls weapon0+2+2-4: (7)+10+2+2+-4: 17
GAME: Bryn rolls weapon0+2+2-4: (14)+10+2+2+-4: 24
GAME: Bryn rolls weapon0+2+2-4-5: (18)+10+2+2+-4+-5: 23
GAME: Bryn rolls damage0+2+2: aliased to 1d3+4+2+2: (2)+4+2+2: 10
GAME: Bryn rolls damage0+2+2: aliased to 1d3+4+2+2: (2)+4+2+2: 10
GAME: Thurid rolls 5: (8)+5: 13

Bryn is getting ready to rush in on the big ol' pile o' bones when Crik spits out some advice. "Got it!" Then... the thing comes rushing in at her?! Well, not quite: it charged for Crik (bad choice when they've got wings, eh?), but that still puts it right next to her. She starts to lift up her blade, then looks at the khazad-forged hand on the hilt and is inspired.

She lowers and leves the blade to her fleshy left and starts punching it with her right, even if her windup gets her smacked for it. "Sinew hewin! Breakin bone! Keep on doin! Til it's gone!" Between her words, her metal fist does just as she calls out, breaking holes into it and pieces from it.

GAME: Haggerty casts Summon Monster II. Caster Level: 6 DC: 18
GAME: Haggerty used a Rod of Lesser Extend.

Haggerty sees more mayhem and a flung friend from another plane. That hurts, but not as much as what happens to the others in the fight! The redhead kneels and gets the summoning candle back out as much as the little enchanted stick of fancy make. He circles the device and opens a little rift to where the wild canines live a dream life most rovers can only hope for. It takes a moment for the next one to manifest by slipping through the very opening extraplanar. Hits are happening from the combined strikes of the heroes. "Keep going, everyone!"

GAME: Haggerty rolls 1d20+4+2+2+2: (9)+4+2+2+2: 19

GAME: Ulthan rolls weapon1+2+2: (11)+10+2+2: 25
GAME: Ulthan rolls damage1+2+2: aliased to 2d8+9+2+2: (5)+9+2+2: 18
GAME: Ulthan rolls fortitude: (10)+7: 17
GAME: Bryn rolls fort: (1)+7: 8 (EPIC FAIL)
GAME: Haggerty rolls 1d20+7+2: (18)+7+2: 27
GAME: Haggerty rolls 1d20+7+2: (12)+7+2: 21
GAME: Haggerty rolls 1d20+7+2: (20)+7+2: 29
GAME: Crik rolls fortitude: (6)+2: 8

Ulthan, having fallen prone, crtawls back up swinging, ctahcing the golem in a swinging diagonal that would ahve been very painful on a living being... And was the last smash needed for the bony construct anyway, smashing it up and apart.

The construct loses cohesion with Ulthan's last swing, it's form collapsing into a pile of mismatched and splintered bones. A cloud of grave dust bursts forth from its collapsing form, washing over Ulthan, Crik, Bryn and the summoned dogs. The dust offends the eyes, nose and throat and has a greasy texture and the stench of rotting flesh and mould.

The voice from beyond speaks again, "So you've destroyed my guardians to the last..." he sounds mournful, but continues after a moment. "Come then, if you must. Face me in my domain if your honour demands it. But know this; I will take no joy in your demise, but I /will/ have what is mine. I have paid its price a thousand fold already, and will not be denied the kingdom that is mine by right."

When he's overrun, Skyler can't help but let out a sound that if he was a misogynist would probably be called 'girlish'. Since he is a firm believer in gender equality, though, it instead is more like a high pitched squeaking noise. He falls back, going ass over appetite in a tumble. He recovers easily, though, turning the tumble into a rising handspring.

And with his usual acrobatic flare, he uses the handspring to rebound off the edge of a wall and to his feet... and stops a forward motion, as if he were preparing to sprint. Coz Ulthan downed the golem. Instead, he puts his sword across his shoulder and squints, pinching his nose with his free hand. "Ew. Did it get in your mouths?" He looks mildly horrified, "Can you *taste* it?! I bet it tastes terrible."

He turns at the voice, dropping his hand from his face to take a 'ready' position. "You know, they make packers if you're self conscious about your size." He offers helpfully, "Don't really gotta conquer a kingdom that doesn't seem much interested in you just 'coz your spire is small. But if you want to die, we are always down to help."

It's smashed and broken. That's the good news. That it made such a mess is ... less good news. Bryn hacks and spits to get as much of the greasy-nasty dust out of her mouth (she was chanting and singing, afterall!) then wipes at her left eye (the fleshy one) with her left hand (also the fleshy one). Then she turns towards the voice from beyond.

"Mebbe make 'em tougher next time, ey? Least not so damned messy!" Then she points a metal finger at it. "If'n it really was yers, ye'd have it already! Sounds like ye need yer arse killed 'gain ta remind ye!" She glances to Skyler and snickers as she adds, "Bout how small yer spire is, too."

The big hounds do swell. They spin and flop to get out of the way of the worst. Now that the agitation of combat is gone, they make big eyes at the caller and loll their tongues. The wizard to stand throws treats, but he also points at the gate. Their time is not up and the enemy is strong. Granted, it is only a teensy fraction of an hour that they will be around. Hagg says with an honestly sad tone to his celestial, "I know it is vile and anathema and overly cold, but the owner of the voice must be stopped!" The shinily coated trio trots ahead.. "Everyone? If you eperience ill effects, we will need to treat you! But for now we must go unless we rest?"

Burai casts a quick glance around the crypt. Satisfied that no threats remain lurking (even though he could have easily missed any with such a cursory glance) he turns to face the gate. Hackles up, he moves a few paces back to stand closer to the party, but leaves room to form a line.

But the being on the other side of the gate, to Burai's surprise, seems willing to talk. Burai listens to Skyler's words, then the half-oruch adds his own rumbling response, "Your kingdom? You cannot claim these lands. If you paid for it you've been cheated, for it was not theirs, or any's to give. Even now the great tree above is reclaiming this place. In a few more generations there will be nothign left of these tunnels. But if you make us do nature's work more quickly, we won't hesitate!"

GAME: Ulthan rolls kloc: aliased to knowledge/local: (12)+5: 17
GAME: Skyler rolls knowledge/local: (6)+4: 10

Crik watches in shock as the golem rushes towards him, flapping his wings hurried as he gets out of the way just in time - but then he lets out a shriek cry when Bryn just starts... punching the golem. "Remember not to mention adamantine, do not mention adamantine..." He hurriedly says as he tries to orient him - before Ulthan smashes the golem back down onto pieces. He coughs. He makes a disgusted sound. And then a low mournful caw. "... you should not inhale bone dust." He mournfully says. "Bad for the spirits."

Then the voice calls out again, and the corvid rushes forward. "Who or what are you? What is the kingdom? How many people live there? Is the town part of the kingdom? What are the costs you talk about?" He rapid fire questions the voice - and he naturally has a large notebook in his hands already.

Ulthan spits out, "Hey 'Lord', you sure the kingdom you paid for even exists anymore? Maybe you should look for a collector to sell your authentic sale documents, might reap back some of your costs... Must not be cheap to build in another Plane..." With his augmented size, his mocking yell certainly packs volume.

"Cheated!? Yes!" The voice laughs, there's pain in it, and not an ounce of mirth. "Cheated from the moment of my birth. Do you know how the hells punish fratricide? I do. I was born there, to pay for HIS crimes!" there is sudden anger in the voice, but still pain. "For four hundred years I paid the price of his betrayal! While his kingdom flourished, and struggled, and flourished once more. While he basked in the heavens, I was hunted, I was torn apart again and again and again and AGAIN." the anguished voice cries out.

"So yes, I have been cheated. But I will have what is mine, all the same." there is a long pause. "Come then, or leave me be." the voice speaks, and then the howling wind of the Pale World beyond the gate picks up in intensity as he falls quiet.

"Ronda?" Skyler offers with a furrowed brow, the line forming between his eyes that always happens when he's really, *truly* thinking, "Vaguely recall something from my tutors about it. Independent kingdom, got absorbed into Sendor and Myrridon centuries ago." He pauses, shaking his head ruefully, "Vaguely remember *something* about that, and brothers?"

He straightens up, and frowns, "Your kingdom is gone, man. Absorbed by the Holy Kingdom years ago. The only thing left is for you to be put to rest, willingly or not."

Haggerty nods to the shapeshifter's wisdom, the punchy songstress' challenge, the saber fence's commentary about the harmful substances, the large guy of the mighty swings, the notestaking trapfinder. The faithful spellslinger retorts, "The shabti switch you did not deserve. However! What was built before the mighty tree came into its own is long past. You said so yourself! Four centuries. Your trying to sidestep what is the cycle of all existence is naught. Your underground fortress is now well under a town where good folk makes their home. Leave the world be! What Thul croaked in your dead ears is a lie! Accept the way of things and deal with Her holy decree and you may find a measure of forgiveness in the eyes of the Grey Lady whose image you defiled!"

"He ain' gonna listen," Bryn decides of the voice. "He wants what he wants, wrong or not." After the voice seems to fall quiet, she looks to the others. "So, we goin 'r not? Anybody want patched up, first?" asks the bleeding oruch.

Crik pauses in his quick writing, then looks at the rest of the party. He gestures and then quietly says, "... he does have a good reason to be angry." He whispers, then looks at the gate. "... what is our purpose here?" A folded paper is laid out against the notebook as he begins to sketch it out.

GAME: Bryn rolls spellcraft: (19)+9: 28
GAME: Ulthan rolls spellcraft: (19)+6: 25
GAME: Burai rolls spellcraft: (1)+6: 7 (EPIC FAIL)
GAME: Skyler rolls knowledge/religion: (4)+1: 5
GAME: Bryn rolls knowledge/religion: (20)+9: 29
GAME: Bryn spends TWO uses of BARDIC PERFORMANCE.
GAME: Crik rolls knowledge/religion: (13)+3: 16
GAME: Haggerty rolls knowledge/religion: (1)+9: 10 (EPIC FAIL)
GAME: Haggerty rolls knowledge/religion: (13)+9: 22 (REROLL)

"Again? Ah- aha. You think I am one of these abominations? That I am dead? That I built this place?" the voice calls out. "Come, see with your own eyes the villain you so despise."

Haggerty squints dubitably. At himself, basically. The familiar's sizable oculars reflect the clear blue gaze and the man with the pointy hat smacks his forehead. His cheeks approximate his braids in shade. The freckly man ahums. "My misconception for which I do apologize. I understand very well now. This does not change much of what I said, though. You were wronged, but that does not change the fact that you cannot demand what you did lose through time. Your claim is over!" Hagg lowers his voice, "I do agree. That miserable being will not listen."

Crik starts to carefully move a few steps closer towards the gate, peeking at it. Then he turns to look at the rest of the party, pointing at it with his pencil. "... I am quite curious to see what is on the other side." Because, corvid science.

Bryn scratches between her ear and braid as she thinks. "Wait. Ye were -born- there... " Some things click and wheels spin (metaphorically); so she ain't exactly the pointiest arrow inna quiver. "Look, t'ain't right ye sufferin fer him, but that don' give ye a free pass ta do the same shite ta everyone else! Ye want us ta come there, but that", she points a fleshy finger at the gate, " works both ways, ey? Why don't ye come over 'ere. Maybe find somethin better ta do than hatin. I love a good scrap, but it ain' everythin. Yer only the villain while yer actin the part."

GAME: Bryn rolls diplomacy: (7)+3: 10

Burai turns his head towards Bryn and a few of the others. Then he pulls back his lips and snarls at the voice beyond the gate: "We've had our fill of traps and hidden enemies! And now you want us to come into your home? Bah! Come here if you dare." A sudden thought occurs to him. "Or if you even CAN! Otherwise we'll pull down this gate, and leave your father's tomb buried forever, and forgotten!"

Haggerty scritches the sides of his nose in thought. "The lady is correct. Verily. You are not undead and you do not have to give to evil. You have a choice. It's not like you are catch on a chopping block. Your kin of sorts gave you pain, your brother defiled the holy imagery. You.." The Aesir pauses his words at an afterthought. "You can have peace. The scales will be more than fair now."

"You are nothing, and no one." Skyler tells the voice quietly, stepping up to stand beside Burai, "Even the history books don't do more than make passing mention of you. Your time is *over* and all that is left is for you to realize you are nothing and your kingdom is not worth the foundation it's built on." He glances around, "This is *your* tomb. All that remains is to see if you quietly fade away or we have to put you down." Beat. "Because we can, and we *will*."

GAME: Skyler rolls intimidate: (17)+11: 28
GAME: Burai rolls intimidate: (20)+4: 24
GAME: Ulthan rolls intimidate: (9)+12: 21

Ulthan says, “Going to wage war while losing, while offered a honorable path out, is both foolish and stupid, and will just lead to your name becoming tainted with the epitheth 'The Fool'.”

There is a long, heavy pause as the adventurers shout their demands, placations and incitations through the portal. Eventually, a figure comes flying towards it, landing on the frozen courtyard outside. He remains far enough from the portal he could flee at a moments notice, but near enough he could come through should they try to close or destroy it. He bears some resemblance to the figure they saw carved into the sarcophagus at the entrance to the tomb- though that figure was an old man, and this is a stunningly beautiful young man. Like an artists rendition of the old king's youth perfected. He has long dark hair, tied back, a chiselled physique clad in golden skin. He wears a white robe that trails the ground and leaves his forearms and chest bare. His flawless visage is spoiled by scars. Countless scars, criss-crossing over every inch of his exposed skin.

"I've no assurances you won't simply try to destroy me, too, if I step through. But if you want to speak, let us speak." he says, from his side of the portal. "If I cannot have his kingdom, what was it for? Centuries of torment?" he asks them, opening his arms imploringly. "What was it for?" he asks, his voice heavy with remembered pain.

[[Category:PrP]]

Beyond the Pale Part 8

2025-03-31T13:59:28Z

Ulthan: Created page with "<div style="padding:5px; background-color:#e7eaea;"> ==Log Info== *Title: Beyond the Pale part 8 *GM: Thurid *Characters: Bryn, Burai, Crick, Haggerty, Skyler, Ulthan *Place: Mausoleum beneath Sendorian village *Summary: The face-off with the Bony Guy and meeting their master... </div> =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- ATTENTION -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Thurid has dropped a TIMESTOP! Please +init, then cease all roleplay and ac..."

<div style="padding:5px; background-color:#e7eaea;">

==Log Info==

*Title: Beyond the Pale part 8

*GM: [[Thurid]]

*Characters: [[Bryn]], [[Burai]], [[Crick]], [[Haggerty]], [[Skyler]], [[Ulthan]]

*Place: Mausoleum beneath Sendorian village

*Summary: The face-off with the Bony Guy and meeting their master...
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=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- ATTENTION -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

Thurid has dropped a TIMESTOP!

Please +init, then cease all roleplay and actions immediately and wait for Thurid to instruct you further. You may earn RPP by logging a scene for a GM.

For in-combat commands, type: +thelp.

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

GAME: Haggerty rolls 1d20: (12): 12
GAME: Skyler gains ONE point of PANACHE.
GAME: Skyler spends ONE use of CHARMED LIFE.
GAME: Bryn spends NINE uses of BARDIC PERFORMANCE.
GAME: Thurid rolls 18: (5)+18: 23
GAME: Thurid rolls 21: (19)+21: 40
GAME: Thurid rolls 2d6+4: (11)+4: 15

As the hulking brute of bone and sinew starts to draw nearer to the portal, its movements accelerate breaking into a jog and then a barreling charge as it bursts through from the Pale World beyond and comes skidding into the crypt, trailing ice and frost shards shedding from its form.

It reaches into its chest and tears free a giant-sized handfull of ribs, femurs, and other assorted bones before hurling them at Bryn. The bones replicate rapidly in flight as they home in and to surround her in a grisly cage. The cage contracts around her to confine and begin to crush the bard.

GAME: Bryn rolls cmb+2+2: (16)+10+2+2: 30
GAME: Bryn casts Gallant Inspiration. Caster Level: 8 DC: 15
GAME: Bryn rolls 2d4: (6): 6
GAME: Haggerty casts Glitterdust. Caster Level: 6 DC: 18
GAME: Thurid rolls 19: (2)+19: 21
GAME: Thurid rolls 2d6+4: (8)+4: 12

Bryn has been in a cage before. Not one made of bones and flesh and ... whatever that slimy stuff there is, but a cage nonetheless. Most importantly, she didn't like being in one and that opinion hasn't changed. "What in Kor's blood?! Oh, fark no! I ain' doin THIS SHITE 'gain!" Unable to get any momentum (or even a swing) with her big curve blade, she instead wedges her metal hand between some of the bones and starts to pull, anchoring a foot against others to help pry.

She's not as broad as some oruchs, but she can be just as strong and/or stubborn. All of this works in her favor as she pries the shrinking cage's bone-bars just enough to to be able to squeeze herself free. With a little help from The Hymn.

GAME: Haggerty rolls 1d20+4+2+2+2: (8)+4+2+2+2: 18
GAME: Haggerty rolls 1d20+4+2+2+2: (9)+4+2+2+2: 19

GAME: Ulthan RAGES!, gaining +2 to melee attack/damage/Will saves and 10 temporary HP
GAME: Ulthan rolls weapon1+2+2+2: (13)+10+2+2+2: 29
GAME: Ulthan rolls damage1+2+2: aliased to 2d8+9+2+2: (8)+9+2+2: 21

Ulthan shakes his head as he sees Bryn get grabbed again, and that just flips him... He lets out his ululating war cry as he embraces his rage, charging at the golem before giving it a massive whack over the head, splintering bones and tearing sinews as the flail goes to bash.

GAME: Thurid rolls 5: (11)+5: 16
GAME: Thurid rolls 1d100: (94): 94
GAME: Burai casts Longstrider. Caster Level: 7 DC: 14

Haggerty works on a spell which wills a physical shower of glitter into Ea. It should work even on magic resistant enemies. The wizard cheers a quiet "Yarrr!" when the magicked effect takes hold. He sweatsomely sees the oruch minstrel free herself from the brutally effective trick of the opponent. A sigh catches in his throat while the Aesir sees the two large white coated doges circle and attack the thing. The tiny dog by the mage whines in envy, because gnawing on all those bones is FUN! Or not when the hulking wastrel smacks one of the attacking pretties from the heavenly realms off mark and another misses outright. This one has much potency stored within, enough to hit like a mammoth bull in heat, but applied with the cold precision of a seasoned axhand. (edited pose)

Tigers are not known as pack creatures...but the half-oruch remembers enough of adventuring tactics to remember such important things like the effectiveness of surrounding an enemy. He rumbles a growly spell under his breath. Then he springs into the air, before running horizontally through mid-air. The fur on his head scrapes against the ceiling before he begins angling down again. Giant clawed feet touch down on the stone behind the golem, and Burai turns three-quarters of the way to menace the golem from behind while trying to save some of his attention for the gate lest he himself get surrounded.

GAME: Skyler rolls weapon1+2+2: (19)+16+2+2: 39 (THREAT)
GAME: Skyler rolls weapon1+2+2: (7)+16+2+2: 27
GAME: Skyler rolls damage1+damage1+7+7+2+2: aliased to 1d6+8+1d6+8+7+7+2+2: (3)+8+(3)+8+7+7+2+2: 40

Skyler for his part sweeps into action with the usual panache and flare he fights with. He dodges the bones from Bryn's shattered cage, pale grey-green eyes intense in the wane light of his ioun torch as it floats around him. He hits the pillars to the side, and uses the momentum to launch himself forward in a daring strike that hits the golem south of the border (as it were) even as he lets out a laughing battle cry.

His scimitar strikes true, the magic edge of the blade glimmering faintly as it slices through enchantment-fueled bone.

GAME: Crik rolls knowledge/engineering: (20)+3: 23
GAME: Crik rolls stealth: (4)+13: 17
GAME: Thurid rolls 0: (5)+0: 5
GAME: Crik rolls weapon2+2+2-2-4: (13)+8+2+2+-2+-4: 19
GAME: Crik rolls damage2+3d6: aliased to 1d4+0+3d6: (3)+0+(11): 14

Crik had ducked behind one of the stone seats when the port had opened. He knew there were things from Beyond - but it was a shocking realization all the same to witness it with one's own eyes. "Can you-!" He starts to call out to the being beyond, but then thinks better of it when the golem appears. Endless notebooks are hurriedly rifled through, before the corvid suddenly shouts. "Anyone with adamantine? Hit it with adamantine! Or heal magic!"

Then the corvid flops over one of his greyer cloaks and pretends to be a very quickly moving piece of stone, before aiming a shot at the golem from down below. The bolt breaks a rib.

GAME: Haggerty rolls 1d20+4+2+2+2: (13)+4+2+2+2: 23
GAME: Haggerty rolls 1d20+4+2+2+2: (20)+4+2+2+2: 30
GAME: Ulthan rolls weapon1+2+2: (15)+10+2+2: 29
GAME: Haggerty rolls 1d20+4+2+2+2: (9)+4+2+2+2: 19
GAME: Burai rolls melee+2+2+2+2: (6)+9+2+2+2+2: 23
GAME: Burai rolls 2d6+6: (4)+6: 10
GAME: Haggerty rolls 1d6+3+2+2: (1)+3+2+2: 8
GAME: Haggerty rolls 1d6+3+2+2: (1)+3+2+2: 8
GAME: Skyler rolls weapon1+2+2: (7)+16+2+2: 27
GAME: Skyler rolls damage1+2+2+7: aliased to 1d6+8+2+2+7: (4)+8+2+2+7: 23
GAME: Ulthan rolls damage1+2+2: aliased to 2d8+9+2+2: (4)+9+2+2: 17
GAME: Thurid rolls 21+5: (8)+21+5: 34

The bone golem hunkers down, massive arms coming up to shield the nest of skulls that make up its torso as the party begins to surround it. And then it rears up, the jaws on all of its skulls opening to emit a cacophonous disharmony of wails before it barrels through the oppositon, heedless of the strikes that catch it as it barrels through sending Skyler, Ulthan and one of the summoned dogs sprawling against the flagstones.

It barrels through the hall, its massive form smashing the corner off the altar as it passes and one of its sweeping footsteps breaking one of the granite pews in half and sending splinters of stone cascading away.

GAME: Thurid rolls 19: (10)+19: 29
GAME: Thurid rolls 2d6+4: (6)+4: 10
GAME: Bryn rolls weapon0+2+2-4: (7)+10+2+2+-4: 17
GAME: Bryn rolls weapon0+2+2-4: (14)+10+2+2+-4: 24
GAME: Bryn rolls weapon0+2+2-4-5: (18)+10+2+2+-4+-5: 23
GAME: Bryn rolls damage0+2+2: aliased to 1d3+4+2+2: (2)+4+2+2: 10
GAME: Bryn rolls damage0+2+2: aliased to 1d3+4+2+2: (2)+4+2+2: 10
GAME: Thurid rolls 5: (8)+5: 13

Bryn is getting ready to rush in on the big ol' pile o' bones when Crik spits out some advice. "Got it!" Then... the thing comes rushing in at her?! Well, not quite: it charged for Crik (bad choice when they've got wings, eh?), but that still puts it right next to her. She starts to lift up her blade, then looks at the khazad-forged hand on the hilt and is inspired.

She lowers and leves the blade to her fleshy left and starts punching it with her right, even if her windup gets her smacked for it. "Sinew hewin! Breakin bone! Keep on doin! Til it's gone!" Between her words, her metal fist does just as she calls out, breaking holes into it and pieces from it.

GAME: Haggerty casts Summon Monster II. Caster Level: 6 DC: 18
GAME: Haggerty used a Rod of Lesser Extend.

Haggerty sees more mayhem and a flung friend from another plane. That hurts, but not as much as what happens to the others in the fight! The redhead kneels and gets the summoning candle back out as much as the little enchanted stick of fancy make. He circles the device and opens a little rift to where the wild canines live a dream life most rovers can only hope for. It takes a moment for the next one to manifest by slipping through the very opening extraplanar. Hits are happening from the combined strikes of the heroes. "Keep going, everyone!"

GAME: Haggerty rolls 1d20+4+2+2+2: (9)+4+2+2+2: 19

GAME: Ulthan rolls weapon1+2+2: (11)+10+2+2: 25
GAME: Ulthan rolls damage1+2+2: aliased to 2d8+9+2+2: (5)+9+2+2: 18
GAME: Ulthan rolls fortitude: (10)+7: 17
GAME: Bryn rolls fort: (1)+7: 8 (EPIC FAIL)
GAME: Haggerty rolls 1d20+7+2: (18)+7+2: 27
GAME: Haggerty rolls 1d20+7+2: (12)+7+2: 21
GAME: Haggerty rolls 1d20+7+2: (20)+7+2: 29
GAME: Crik rolls fortitude: (6)+2: 8

Ulthan, having fallen prone, crtawls back up swinging, ctahcing the golem in a swinging diagonal that would ahve been very painful on a living being... And was the last smash needed for the bony construct anyway, smashing it up and apart.

The construct loses cohesion with Ulthan's last swing, it's form collapsing into a pile of mismatched and splintered bones. A cloud of grave dust bursts forth from its collapsing form, washing over Ulthan, Crik, Bryn and the summoned dogs. The dust offends the eyes, nose and throat and has a greasy texture and the stench of rotting flesh and mould.

The voice from beyond speaks again, "So you've destroyed my guardians to the last..." he sounds mournful, but continues after a moment. "Come then, if you must. Face me in my domain if your honour demands it. But know this; I will take no joy in your demise, but I /will/ have what is mine. I have paid its price a thousand fold already, and will not be denied the kingdom that is mine by right."

When he's overrun, Skyler can't help but let out a sound that if he was a misogynist would probably be called 'girlish'. Since he is a firm believer in gender equality, though, it instead is more like a high pitched squeaking noise. He falls back, going ass over appetite in a tumble. He recovers easily, though, turning the tumble into a rising handspring.

And with his usual acrobatic flare, he uses the handspring to rebound off the edge of a wall and to his feet... and stops a forward motion, as if he were preparing to sprint. Coz Ulthan downed the golem. Instead, he puts his sword across his shoulder and squints, pinching his nose with his free hand. "Ew. Did it get in your mouths?" He looks mildly horrified, "Can you *taste* it?! I bet it tastes terrible."

He turns at the voice, dropping his hand from his face to take a 'ready' position. "You know, they make packers if you're self conscious about your size." He offers helpfully, "Don't really gotta conquer a kingdom that doesn't seem much interested in you just 'coz your spire is small. But if you want to die, we are always down to help."

It's smashed and broken. That's the good news. That it made such a mess is ... less good news. Bryn hacks and spits to get as much of the greasy-nasty dust out of her mouth (she was chanting and singing, afterall!) then wipes at her left eye (the fleshy one) with her left hand (also the fleshy one). Then she turns towards the voice from beyond.

"Mebbe make 'em tougher next time, ey? Least not so damned messy!" Then she points a metal finger at it. "If'n it really was yers, ye'd have it already! Sounds like ye need yer arse killed 'gain ta remind ye!" She glances to Skyler and snickers as she adds, "Bout how small yer spire is, too."

The big hounds do swell. They spin and flop to get out of the way of the worst. Now that the agitation of combat is gone, they make big eyes at the caller and loll their tongues. The wizard to stand throws treats, but he also points at the gate. Their time is not up and the enemy is strong. Granted, it is only a teensy fraction of an hour that they will be around. Hagg says with an honestly sad tone to his celestial, "I know it is vile and anathema and overly cold, but the owner of the voice must be stopped!" The shinily coated trio trots ahead.. "Everyone? If you eperience ill effects, we will need to treat you! But for now we must go unless we rest?"

Burai casts a quick glance around the crypt. Satisfied that no threats remain lurking (even though he could have easily missed any with such a cursory glance) he turns to face the gate. Hackles up, he moves a few paces back to stand closer to the party, but leaves room to form a line.

But the being on the other side of the gate, to Burai's surprise, seems willing to talk. Burai listens to Skyler's words, then the half-oruch adds his own rumbling response, "Your kingdom? You cannot claim these lands. If you paid for it you've been cheated, for it was not theirs, or any's to give. Even now the great tree above is reclaiming this place. In a few more generations there will be nothign left of these tunnels. But if you make us do nature's work more quickly, we won't hesitate!"

GAME: Ulthan rolls kloc: aliased to knowledge/local: (12)+5: 17
GAME: Skyler rolls knowledge/local: (6)+4: 10

Crik watches in shock as the golem rushes towards him, flapping his wings hurried as he gets out of the way just in time - but then he lets out a shriek cry when Bryn just starts... punching the golem. "Remember not to mention adamantine, do not mention adamantine..." He hurriedly says as he tries to orient him - before Ulthan smashes the golem back down onto pieces. He coughs. He makes a disgusted sound. And then a low mournful caw. "... you should not inhale bone dust." He mournfully says. "Bad for the spirits."

Then the voice calls out again, and the corvid rushes forward. "Who or what are you? What is the kingdom? How many people live there? Is the town part of the kingdom? What are the costs you talk about?" He rapid fire questions the voice - and he naturally has a large notebook in his hands already.

Ulthan spits out, "Hey 'Lord', you sure the kingdom you paid for even exists anymore? Maybe you should look for a collector to sell your authentic sale documents, might reap back some of your costs... Must not be cheap to build in another Plane..." With his augmented size, his mocking yell certainly packs volume.

"Cheated!? Yes!" The voice laughs, there's pain in it, and not an ounce of mirth. "Cheated from the moment of my birth. Do you know how the hells punish fratricide? I do. I was born there, to pay for HIS crimes!" there is sudden anger in the voice, but still pain. "For four hundred years I paid the price of his betrayal! While his kingdom flourished, and struggled, and flourished once more. While he basked in the heavens, I was hunted, I was torn apart again and again and again and AGAIN." the anguished voice cries out.

"So yes, I have been cheated. But I will have what is mine, all the same." there is a long pause. "Come then, or leave me be." the voice speaks, and then the howling wind of the Pale World beyond the gate picks up in intensity as he falls quiet.

"Ronda?" Skyler offers with a furrowed brow, the line forming between his eyes that always happens when he's really, *truly* thinking, "Vaguely recall something from my tutors about it. Independent kingdom, got absorbed into Sendor and Myrridon centuries ago." He pauses, shaking his head ruefully, "Vaguely remember *something* about that, and brothers?"

He straightens up, and frowns, "Your kingdom is gone, man. Absorbed by the Holy Kingdom years ago. The only thing left is for you to be put to rest, willingly or not."

Haggerty nods to the shapeshifter's wisdom, the punchy songstress' challenge, the saber fence's commentary about the harmful substances, the large guy of the mighty swings, the notestaking trapfinder. The faithful spellslinger retorts, "The shabti switch you did not deserve. However! What was built before the mighty tree came into its own is long past. You said so yourself! Four centuries. Your trying to sidestep what is the cycle of all existence is naught. Your underground fortress is now well under a town where good folk makes their home. Leave the world be! What Thul croaked in your dead ears is a lie! Accept the way of things and deal with Her holy decree and you may find a measure of forgiveness in the eyes of the Grey Lady whose image you defiled!"

"He ain' gonna listen," Bryn decides of the voice. "He wants what he wants, wrong or not." After the voice seems to fall quiet, she looks to the others. "So, we goin 'r not? Anybody want patched up, first?" asks the bleeding oruch.

Crik pauses in his quick writing, then looks at the rest of the party. He gestures and then quietly says, "... he does have a good reason to be angry." He whispers, then looks at the gate. "... what is our purpose here?" A folded paper is laid out against the notebook as he begins to sketch it out.

GAME: Bryn rolls spellcraft: (19)+9: 28
GAME: Ulthan rolls spellcraft: (19)+6: 25
GAME: Burai rolls spellcraft: (1)+6: 7 (EPIC FAIL)
GAME: Skyler rolls knowledge/religion: (4)+1: 5
GAME: Bryn rolls knowledge/religion: (20)+9: 29
GAME: Bryn spends TWO uses of BARDIC PERFORMANCE.
GAME: Crik rolls knowledge/religion: (13)+3: 16
GAME: Haggerty rolls knowledge/religion: (1)+9: 10 (EPIC FAIL)
GAME: Haggerty rolls knowledge/religion: (13)+9: 22 (REROLL)

"Again? Ah- aha. You think I am one of these abominations? That I am dead? That I built this place?" the voice calls out. "Come, see with your own eyes the villain you so despise."

Haggerty squints dubitably. At himself, basically. The familiar's sizable oculars reflect the clear blue gaze and the man with the pointy hat smacks his forehead. His cheeks approximate his braids in shade. The freckly man ahums. "My misconception for which I do apologize. I understand very well now. This does not change much of what I said, though. You were wronged, but that does not change the fact that you cannot demand what you did lose through time. Your claim is over!" Hagg lowers his voice, "I do agree. That miserable being will not listen."

Crik starts to carefully move a few steps closer towards the gate, peeking at it. Then he turns to look at the rest of the party, pointing at it with his pencil. "... I am quite curious to see what is on the other side." Because, corvid science.

Bryn scratches between her ear and braid as she thinks. "Wait. Ye were -born- there... " Some things click and wheels spin (metaphorically); so she ain't exactly the pointiest arrow inna quiver. "Look, t'ain't right ye sufferin fer him, but that don' give ye a free pass ta do the same shite ta everyone else! Ye want us ta come there, but that", she points a fleshy finger at the gate, " works both ways, ey? Why don't ye come over 'ere. Maybe find somethin better ta do than hatin. I love a good scrap, but it ain' everythin. Yer only the villain while yer actin the part."

GAME: Bryn rolls diplomacy: (7)+3: 10

Burai turns his head towards Bryn and a few of the others. Then he pulls back his lips and snarls at the voice beyond the gate: "We've had our fill of traps and hidden enemies! And now you want us to come into your home? Bah! Come here if you dare." A sudden thought occurs to him. "Or if you even CAN! Otherwise we'll pull down this gate, and leave your father's tomb buried forever, and forgotten!"

Haggerty scritches the sides of his nose in thought. "The lady is correct. Verily. You are not undead and you do not have to give to evil. You have a choice. It's not like you are catch on a chopping block. Your kin of sorts gave you pain, your brother defiled the holy imagery. You.." The Aesir pauses his words at an afterthought. "You can have peace. The scales will be more than fair now."

"You are nothing, and no one." Skyler tells the voice quietly, stepping up to stand beside Burai, "Even the history books don't do more than make passing mention of you. Your time is *over* and all that is left is for you to realize you are nothing and your kingdom is not worth the foundation it's built on." He glances around, "This is *your* tomb. All that remains is to see if you quietly fade away or we have to put you down." Beat. "Because we can, and we *will*."

GAME: Skyler rolls intimidate: (17)+11: 28
GAME: Burai rolls intimidate: (20)+4: 24
GAME: Ulthan rolls intimidate: (9)+12: 21

Ulthan says, “Going to wage war while losing, while offered a honorable path out, is both foolish and stupid, and will just lead to your name becoming tainted with the epitheth 'The Fool'.”

There is a long, heavy pause as the adventurers shout their demands, placations and incitations through the portal. Eventually, a figure comes flying towards it, landing on the frozen courtyard outside. He remains far enough from the portal he could flee at a moments notice, but near enough he could come through should they try to close or destroy it. He bears some resemblance to the figure they saw carved into the sarcophagus at the entrance to the tomb- though that figure was an old man, and this is a stunningly beautiful young man. Like an artists rendition of the old king's youth perfected. He has long dark hair, tied back, a chiselled physique clad in golden skin. He wears a white robe that trails the ground and leaves his forearms and chest bare. His flawless visage is spoiled by scars. Countless scars, criss-crossing over every inch of his exposed skin.

"I've no assurances you won't simply try to destroy me, too, if I step through. But if you want to speak, let us speak." he says, from his side of the portal. "If I cannot have his kingdom, what was it for? Centuries of torment?" he asks them, opening his arms imploringly. "What was it for?" he asks, his voice heavy with remembered pain.

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==2025 Logs==
===January===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
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|Log
|People
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|January 1, 2025
|[[The Spectacle of the Century]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Alec]], [[Bryn]], [[Mikilos]] [[Murder]], [[Skyler]]
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|January 4, 2025
|[[A Final Word on the Spires]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Rune]], [[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Eztli]], [[Skyler]], [[Bryn]], GM: Whirlpool
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|January 5, 2025
|[[Hooves of Steel (Part 2)]]
|[[Harshad]], [[Skyler]], [[Bryn]], [[Reithak]], [[Jarik]]
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|January 6, 2025
|[[Working Hands]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Carver]], [[Simony]], [[Skyler]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]], GM: Riptide
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|January 7, 2025
|[[Same as It Ever Was (Part 11)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]], GM: Riptide
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|January 8, 2025
|[[Flight of Intrigue]]
|[[Bryn]], [[Haggerty]], [[Palomas]], [[Skyler]], GM: [[Telamon]]
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|January 9, 2025
|[[Scaling and Weeping]]
|[[Verna]], [[Aryia]]
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|[[Temple Festivities]]
|[[Carver]], [[Telamon]], [[Irshya]], [[Jarik]], [[Menel]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skyler]], [[Bryn]]
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|January 10, 2025
|[[Sins of the Past: A Confrontation]]
|[[Jarik]], [[Skyler]]
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|January 11, 2025
|[[Slapbet]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Rocky]], [[Skyler]]
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|January 12, 2025
|[[Sewers and Saviors]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Crik]], [[Jarik]], [[Bryn]], [[Ulthan]], [[Sjach]], with GM: [[Skyler]]
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|January 13, 2025
|[[Graven Images]]
|[[Carver]], [[Telamon]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Verna]], [[Skyler]], GM: [[Aftershock]]
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|January 14, 2025
|[[Same as It Ever Was (Part 12)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]], GM: Riptide
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|January 15, 2025
|[[Tough Hands]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Bryn]]
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|January 17, 2025
|[[The Power of Flour]]
|[[Harshad]], [[Skyler]], [[Choler]], [[Munch]]
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|January 18, 2025
|[[Grim Deed (Part 1)]]
|[[Culix]], [[Carver]], [[Jarik]], [[Skyler]], GM: [[Aelwyn]]
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|[[Back in Technicolor]]
|[[Corey]], [[Magpie]]; GM: Aftershock
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|January 19, 2025
|[[Sewers and Saviors 2]]
|[[Sjach]], [[Haggerty]], [[Crik]], [[Dirk]], [[Jarik]], [[Bryn]], GM: [[Skyler]]
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|[[Vacation and the Pen]]
|[[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
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|January 20, 2025
|[[Meeting Eli]]
|[[Bryn]], [[Carver]], [[Gramarye]], [[Haggerty]], [[Khepri]]; GM: Aftershock
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|[[Pothy Problems]]
|[[Murder]], [[Skyler]]
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|January 21, 2025
|[[Same as It Ever Was (Part 13)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]], GM: Riptide
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|January 23, 2025
|[[The Dream Quest of the Archmage Part 1]]
|[[Skyler]], [[Warrick]], [[Palomas]], [[Haggerty]], GM: [[Telamon]]
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|January 26, 2025
|[[Sewers and Saviors Part 3]]
|[[Sjach]], [[Dirk]], [[Bryn]], [[Jarik]], [[Crik]], GM: [[Skyler]]
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|January 27, 2025
|[[Golden Box]]
|[[Cuemoni]], [[Gr'lk'tosst]], [[Halia]], [[Jarik]], [[Skyler]]
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|January 28, 2025
|[[Same as It Ever Was (Part 14)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]], GM: Riptide
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|January 30, 2025
|[[The Dream Quest of the Archmage Part 2]]
|[[Skyler]], [[Warrick]], [[Palomas]], [[Haggerty]], GM: [[Telamon]]
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|[[A Polite Request]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Rune]]
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|January 31, 2025
|[[Here But For You]]
|[[Halia]], [[Skyler]], [[Rocky]], [[Tonameyo]], [[Carver]]
|}

===February===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
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|February 1, 2025
|[[Grim Deeds 2]]
|[[Culix]], [[Skyler]], [[Carver]], [[Jarik]], [[Reithak]], GM: [[Aelwyn]]
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|February 2, 2025
|[[Beyond the Pale 1]]
|[[Ulthan]], [[Bryn]], [[Haggerty]], [[Skyler]], [[Crik]], [[Burai]], GM: [[Thurid]]
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|February 3, 2025
|[[The Quest of Eli]]
|[[Bryn]], [[Carver]], [[Gramarye]], [[Haggerty]], [[Khepri]], GM: Aftershock
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|February 4, 2025
|[[Same as It Ever Was (Part 15)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]], GM: Riptide
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|February 6, 2025
|[[A Handful of Dust]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Carver]], [[Corey]], [[Simony]], GM: [[Telamon]]
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|February 8, 2025
|[[Grim Deed Part 3]]
|[[Culix]], [[Skyler]], [[Carver]], [[Jarik]], [[Reithak]], GM: [[Aelwyn]]
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|February 9, 2025
|[[Beyond the Pale Part 2]]
|[[Bryn]], [[Burai]], [[Crik]], [[Skyler]], [[Ulthan]], GM: [[Thurid]]
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|February 11, 2025
|[[Same as It Ever Was (Part 16)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]], GM: Riptide
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|February 14, 2025
|[[Mages of Daeus]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Skyler]], [[Eztli]], [[Carver]], GM: Aftershock
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|February 16, 2025
|[[Beyond the Pale Part 3]]
|[[Ulthan]], [[Bryn]], [[Haggerty]], [[Skyler]], [[Crik]], [[Burai]], GM: [[Thurid]]
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|February 20, 2025
|[[Moonstone Absconded]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Carver]], [[Corey]], [[Magpie]]
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|February 21, 2025
|[[Pursuit Through Dreams]]
|[[Skyler]], [[Carver]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]], NPC: Amenara Paki (played by Aftershock)
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|February 22, 2025
|[[Grim Deed Part 4]]
|[[Culix]], [[Skyler]], [[Carver]], [[Jarik]], [[Reithak]], GM: [[Aelwyn]]
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|[[A Gift Lost to the Shadows]]
|[[Kaj]], [[Murder]], [[Telamon]], [[Carver]]
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|February 23, 2025
|[[Conspiracy to Murder]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]], GM: Riptide
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|[[Beyond the Pale Part 4]]
|[[Ulthan]], [[Bryn]], [[Haggerty]], [[Skyler]], [[Crik]], [[Burai]], GM: [[Thurid]]
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|February 24, 2025
|[[Of Tests and Trials]]
|[[Carver]], [[Haggerty]], [[Khepri]], GM: Riptide & Aftershock
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|February 25, 2025
|[[Same as It Ever Was (Part 17)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]], GM: Riptide
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===March===
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|March 2, 2025
|[[Beyond the Pale Part 5]]
|[[Ulthan]], [[Haggerty]], [[Skyler]], [[Crik]], [[Burai]], GM: [[Thurid]]
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|March 3, 2025
|[[Moonstone Absconded (Part 2)]]
|[[Carver]], [[Corey]], [[Dirk]], [[Magpie]]; GM: Aftershock
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|March 4, 2025
|[[Same as It Ever Was (Part 18)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]], GM: Riptide
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|March 7, 2025
|[[Crystal Tower]]
|[[Carver]], [[Magpie]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]], GM: Aftershock
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|March 8, 2025
|[[Grim Deed Part 5]]
|[[Carver]], [[Culix]], [[Reithak]], [[Skyler]], GM: Aelwyn
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|March 9, 2025
|[[Sins of the Past: Masquerade Mayhem]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Auranar]], [[Irshya]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]] DM: [[Jarik]] & [[Skyler]]
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|[[Crystal Tower (Part 2)]]
|[[Carver]], [[Magpie]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]], GM: Aftershock
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|March 10, 2025
|[[Moonstone Absconded (Part 3)]]
|[[Carver]], [[Corey]], [[Dirk]], [[Magpie]]; GM: Aftershock
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|[[Cashew by Cashew]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Skyler]], [[Telamon]]
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|March 11, 2025
|[[Same as It Ever Was (Part 19)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]], GM: Riptide
|-
|March 13, 2025
|[[Dance of the Watchlings]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Carver]], [[Skyler]], [[Simony]]
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|March 15, 2025
|[[Grim Deed Part 6]]
|[[Carver]], [[Culix]], [[Reithak]], [[Skyler]], GM: Aelwyn
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|March 16, 2025
|[[Beyond the Pale Part 6]]
|[[Ulthan]], [[Haggerty]], [[Skyler]], [[Crik]], [[Burai]], GM: [[Thurid]]
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|March 18, 2025
|[[Same as It Ever Was (Part 20)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]], GM: Riptide
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|March 19, 2025
|[[The Sickle's Edge]]
|[[Choler]], [[Harshad]]
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|March 20, 2025
|[[Fluffy the Fey]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Bryn]], [[Gramarye]], [[Haggerty]], [[Skyler]] GM: [[Telamon]]
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|March 21, 2025
|[[A Lost Fey Puppy]]
|[[Carver]], [[Telamon]]
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|March 23, 2025
|[[Of Staves and Stones]]
|[[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
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|[[Crystal Tower (Part 3)]]
|[[Carver]], [[Magpie]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]], GM: Aftershock
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|[[Beyond the Pale Part 7]]
|[[Ulthan]], [[Haggerty]], [[Skyler]], [[Crik]], [[Bryn]], GM: [[Thurid]]
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|March 24, 2025
|[[Archmage Asking]]
|[[Carver]], [[Telamon]], [[Murder]], Riptide (as Faphinae), GM: Aftershock
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|March 25, 2025
|[[Same as It Ever Was (Part 21)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]], GM: Riptide
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|March 29, 2025
|[[Grim Deed Part 7]]
|[[Carver]], [[Culix]], [[Reithak]], [[Skyler]], GM: Aelwyn
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|March 30, 2025
|[[Beyond the Pale Part 8]]
|[[Ulthan]], [[Haggerty]], [[Skyler]], [[Crik]], [[Burai]], [[Bryn]], GM: [[Thurid]]
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|}

[[Category:Logs]]

Beyond the Pale Part 7

2025-03-24T18:22:14Z

Ulthan: /* Log Info */

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==Log Info==

*Title: Beyond the Pale Part 7

*GM: [[Thurid]]

*Characters: [[Bryn]], [[Crik]], [[Haggerty]], [[Skyler]], [[Ulthan]]

*Place: Mausoleum under Sendor

*Summary: After the fight against the skeleton warriors, our intrepid crew of foolhardy necromancer-hunters go deeper into the depths beneath the graveyard...
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With the skeletal guardians dispatched, the party are left once more to gather their wits. They've taken some licks and expended a decent portion of their energy thusfar, but have bested everything the crypt could throw at them, from traps to flesh eating slimes to undead abominations. Nothing seems to be rising up the stairs to meet them, but they do permit ingress deeper into the earth, and a lower level of the crypt. Haggerty mentioned detecting powerful conjuration magic that way, and surely this place, well guarded as it is, must serve some purpose.

Standing at the entrance of the stairs, Skyler stares down with a pensive expression. "So how likely do you think it is that whatever's down there is worse than a zombie centaur, handsy gargoyles, that *damned* pudding, *and* those two fuckfaces?" He asks, looking over his shoulder, adding, "Also, Crik, what about using a skull as a helmet? That'd give you a good disguise."

Crik continues to eye the skull in his hand, twisting his head this way and that. He looks at Haggerty. Back at the skull. At Skyler. Back at the skull. Finally, he carefully places the skull back where it was previous. "The pirate has too much positive energy for negative energy to mask us." He finally concludes, staring at the corpse. "Or me." He then steps carefully away from the corpses. "... usually we would set up a camp before exploring deeper. What is the plan?"

The corvid rogue turns towards Skyler then, a notepad in his hand. "The dead can still hear and they can be very upset at foul language." He says, "... and 'fuckface' is not a very good descriptor considering how common it is in the dig journals."

Bryn looks at Skyler, then to the piles of bones, then to the stairs down. Then... she laughs. "We stomped 'n broke ev'rythin' so far. Maybe whatever's down there'll be a challenge! Maybe it won't." She rolls her shoulders in a shrug. "So long as it's fun, it's all good! Ye ready?" She looks around to the others. "You all ready?" She seems to be.

Ulthan rolls his shoulders a bit, checking his mobility. "At least unlike those adventuring stories we keep hearing bards regale, we are not loaded up with loot..."

The swashbuckler purses his lips at Bryn when she talks about if they're all ready, and glances from Crik to Ulthan to the rest of the gathered group. He rolls his neck, takes a deep breath, and adjusts the grip of his sword. "Well, we should probably take a bit and rest." He says slowly, consideringly, before glances down into the darkness. "But if we want to push on, we can push on!"

Crik makes sketches in his notebook; apparently he was making notes on the skeleton warriors. Maybe for research later. "... I can explore the way ahead while we rest." The corvid says. "I am still well rested." He looks at the others - with spat blood, torn clothes and other miscellania to make him look like a walking dead. "Some of you might need to recharge."

Haggerty purses his lips and cants his pointy hat. The Aesir shrugs, also to the familiar whose big black eyes are on Skyler as well. He smiles to the skaldlike bard lady and to the sorcerous rager, "Ready. But do mind we are hear to help the dead rest primarily now that we know they are stirring. Worse, there are foul defilers of what should be a sacred space afoot. We cannot tolerate the defiling acts."

"I mean, I'm good to continue, but I know Jarik gets pissy if he can't rest and play with his owl every now and again." Skyler admits, and after a quick look over the group to count heads and see if anyone does ask to stop, he turns and walks to the edge of the staircase. "Also, Haggerty, that's why *you* are here. Me? I'm here for the vibes. Last one to the bottom of the stairs sucks eggs!"

And he turns, giggles, and throws himself down the stairs.

Ulthan groans. "If he gets gabbed by a Gargoyle, remind me to hit JUST the gargoyle?"

"We'll get the movin dead back to not-movin dead, don'tcha worry!" Bryn assures Haggerty. "An we'll be all sacred about sacred stu-Ey!" She stops short when Skyler takes off and starts running for the stairs. She won't be last nor suckin no eggs!

Crik looks at the party just running forward without care in the world. He snaps his notebook shut, looks at the skulls - and then takes one along just in case. "Remember to dodge roll backwards!" He calls out after the running party. "... just in case you hear a click." He will himself, though, move a bit more carefully to see if there are any traps along the way.

Ulthan follows Crik, having charged into a rather nasty trap before, he appreciates keeping his rump unsinged by letting others trundle into the tripwires.

As Skuler descends the stairs he'll find himself in a large, dark chamber. It's lit, like most of the crypt, by torches and candles on the walls but these ones are dim and sputtering, their flame tinged with sickly green light. There are empty pews laid out throughout the room, interspersed with columns supporting the ceiling above. To the south of the room, through the gloom, he can just make out something that looks like it might be an altar or maybe sarcophagus on a raised dais. The altar has something on it, something that glimmers like gold. Beyond that, a great gate wrought in some kind of black metal, which pale mist clings to. The metal of the gate is twisted into the shape of bones- ribs and femurs intertwined to close off what lays beyond, and capped with a grinning skull.

Haggerty pointedly nods to the minstrel's response while he stifles a sigh. Then, "Skyler, wait up! Else you will run into more traps!" Silently, to the Unionist shapeshifter, "I wish we could get him reborn with two long ears and a br.. I mean, we need to return him to his chosen man when this is through." To Ulthan, "No reminders. We need his lucky blade." He jogs after the others. The wizard SHOULD have rested, but the decision has been made. It is so INTERESTING down here. Hagg engages his magely sight again.

At the bottom of the steps, Skyler is standing on the dais with his little ioun torch floating happily around his head as if it were a particularly cheerful little moon. He glances around, makes a little grimace of distaste, and turns to the others as they arrive.

"Bit of a fixer upper, but definitely looks like the lair of an evil necromancer." Skyler says slowly, tilting his head as he glances around, "So no obvious foes... Which means we probably need to get into the chapel and we'll be surrounded." Beat. "Hey, Crik, why don't you throw that skull? Maybe we can lure whatever it is to the chokepoint of the stairs."

GAME:: Haggerty casts Detect Magic. Caster Level: 6 DC: 15
GAME:: Crik rolls perception+2: (4)+11+2: 17
GAME:: Skyler rolls knowledge/religion: (1)+1: 2 (EPIC FAIL)
GAME:: Crik rolls knowledge/religion: (12)+3: 15
GAME:: Bryn rolls knowledge/religion: (2)+9: 11

Crik looks around the place, making sure to touch the nearest stone with his foot several times. It's always a fake stone pretending to be a normal stone. Skyler's question makes him pause though - and he protectively turns the skull away from the man. "... no, preserve the sanctity of the dead." He says to the man, then gestures at him. "We could throw a bomb in there, though." He holds up a round orb in his hands suddenly, and his beak was open.

Bryn looks around, her eye able to see more in the dim (or even dark). "Huh. Sure looks like some kinda church ta me. Bettin this's a sacred spot. Or was, til somebody else redecorated." Then she points at the altar/dais/big bump on the floor with the shiny thing. "Bettin that's important. And pricey." All the more reason that she heads for the thing. Someone -did- just say that they should have bards singing about them with lotsa loot, right?

GAME:: Haggerty rolls knowledge/religion: (1)+9: 10 (EPIC FAIL)
GAME:: Haggerty rolls knowledge/engineering: (16)+9: 25
GAME:: Haggerty rolls knowledge/religion: (18)+9: 27

Is throwing a bomb into an enclosed, underground space a good idea? No. But does Skyler discourage the Raven from doing so? Hahaha absolutely *not*. "Sounds good to me!" He tells Crik cheerfully, "Light it up *and* the shrapnel might trigger the traps before we do!" And he gives the rogue a thumbs up with his free hand, beaming and adding, "Aim for the altar in the center. It looks pre-profaned so you won't be profaning it more than it already is."

Haggerty squints and beholds the space with an azure gleam to his eyes. He tells the party, "A strong necromancer. The elevation to the South of us is laden with powerful forces. Tread carefully, by all means!" The wizard does have his magical torch lit at his belt. "Ahum. The statue on the altar is a despicable foil of Vardama's holy judgement. It deflects the due suffering with a false soul. What should be tormented is instead frolicking without having earned such pleasures like feasting among the honored of Kor and Angoron." Braids fly when the redhead shakes his head. "The statue will be protected. Protection is also at stake when the columns get damaged. We will be flatter than dried halibuts, if that occurs. I am afraid that no, no, no. No explosions, please!"

Crik bops his head at Skyler repeatedly, putting aside the skull for a moment. The round bomb's 'fuse' is lit, and he then takes a step back, before throwing. Right around when Haggerty was saying no to any explosions.

With a long rattling skitting, rattle and roll, the bomb agitatedly throws sparks around as the fuse nears the end and gets closer towards the altar. The bomb stops. The fuse burns down to the core, before there's a sudden quiet 'phaff!'. A bit of smoke comes out from the now dead still bomb.

Crik turns to look at Haggerty. "... who said anything about explosions?" The corvid egalrin asks the redhead.

Ulthan lets out his held breath in a guffaw. Then he follows Bryn towards the dais.

After the smoke bomb goes off, Skyler gives Crik an hurt, vaguely disappointed look. "That isn't exactly what I expected." He says mournfully, before moving to the edge of the dais they're standing off and briskly walking off the edge to gently fall down with only a light bounce to his step rather than a tumble that leaves him sprawled out.

THe bomb rolling up to the altar doesn't seem to do anything, even when it ejects a puff of smoke- no monsters appear, and the door remains eerie, but still, past it. Now Bryn is closer she can see that the figurine is very lifelike and seemingly cast in pure gold. The figure appears as a muscular and well sculpted human male. Its face bears a resemblance to the visage that was carved into the sarcophagus that concealed the entrance to this crypt, though the figurine seems to depict him when he was much younger.

GAME:: Bryn rolls appraise: (1)+5: 6 (EPIC FAIL)

Haggerty blanches in the strictly blood motions out of face sense. His eyes widen. He swallows like a fjord eagle does a freshly claimed salmon. He knows to keep his mouth shut, though. No scream. The wizard scowls and shrugs helplessly while the pug covers his eyes with both paws, tonelessly whines. The hatly man straightens himself out while he squares them narrow shoulders. What will happen now? Hagg manages a shiny smile to the avian person, "I think I see now."

Crik's beak was still open, and there was a distinct feeling that may have been a sign of amusement. He follows on after the others with a light hop and rustle of his cloaks. "Expectations are a deadly friend, friend." He bops his head up and down, and continues to hop on after Bryn, to pick up his now dead bomb.

Bryn looks at the little golden man. Well, little is a bit subjective, since it's, well, GOLD. "Kor's colossal cod! This's gotta be worth half a kajillion! Good thing nobody blew it up! Gonna have those riches, ain' we!"

She reaches out her flesh hand to grab it (don't want to scratch it up!)... and her hand passes through it like it almost isn't there. Because it is only barely there. The paper-thin gold leaf shell collapses like dry leaves at her touch. Bryn promptly blinks.

"What the hells?! That ain' fair!"

When the figurine collapses under Bryns touch, leaving her fingertips with a fine gold leaf coating, there is a sound- a thud, and then a slow rumble as the massive bone-wrought gates begin to open. As soon as a crack forms, a howling wind beings to billow through carrying with it a bone-deep chill and the scent of decay. Haggery's senses are suddenly overwhelmed as the Auras he detects- from the gate, from his allies magical equipment- all of them are overwhelmed by a sudden surge of negative energy.

The howling wind carries a voice- it's a man's voice, "Has the time come, at last? Wait... no, you're not-" there is a moments pause. "Ah, I see. My subjects must have grown careless." as the doors creak wider and wider open. Beyond is what looks like... a landscape, the ground hard-bit by ice and with a dark, turbulent, sunless sky. Green fires burn on the ground here and there, and there is the vague silhouette of a great spire, impossibly tall, and seemingly miles away. "No matter. I will have what is rightfully mine, and you will not stop me." the voice says- and then a rime-encrusted mound beyond the Gate lurches into motion, beginning to plod ponderously towards the opening.

Ulthan peers out, then mutters. "Why is it always spires?"

GAME:: Crik rolls knowledge/the planes: (15)+4: 19
GAME:: Bryn takes ten on knowledge/the planes: (10)+9: 19
GAME:: Haggerty rolls knowledge/the planes: (15)+9: 24

"Megalomaniacal would-be warlords usually have small penises." Skyler tells Ulthan with a wise, cynical nod, moving closer to the bigger man, "So they have to have big ol' spires to make up for the fact they're barely swinging an ankle sock." He taps the side of his nose with his free hand, and adds, "Bryn, want to go sideways so we can show him size is, indeed, important?"

The landscape is so beautiful the way the fires make the snow sparkle! Witchfires. The bad kind! Hagg frowns while his glowing eyes bleed a little actinic whisping from the freckled spellcaster's tear ducts and lids, "Transplanar gate! The spire is the wretched lord of undeath's demesne. Assumptions are bad friends, but this mess has no business near the sarcophagus!" The light effect winks out when the arcanist kneels and starts up the doge summoning business, because that is not so speedily done!

Crik looks at the gold and was about to raise his hand at Bryn. "... it might-" He then turns his beak towards the opening gates. All of his cloaks, the dangling books, caltrops, weapons, what looks like a belt with quick access scrolls, emergency jewelry - and then he pulls all of his cloaks shut around himself. "... I believe we should not discuss manhood envy and coitus at this moment." He says - and off he runs into the darkness, hood over his head.

And the skull.

GAME:: Haggerty casts Summon Monster III. Caster Level: 6 DC: 19
GAME:: Ulthan casts Enlarge Person. Caster Level: 5 DC: 13
GAME:: Haggerty used a Rod of Lesser Extend.
GAME:: Haggerty rolls 1d3: (2): 2
GAME:: Crik rolls stealth: (14)+13: 27

Bryn takes a step back to Sky Guy, maybe to go along with that 'sideway' plan. "Ye! It's time alright!" She calls back to The Voice. "Time fer yer dead ass ta get kicked back ta bein dead 'gain! We got this!" The last part is for her peers, of course, and not the... pile of whatever-the-shite-that-is.

"Bones ta dust! Iron to rust! Gonna stomp ye till ye bust!" she begins to belt out. The place needs some class to brighten up all the angsty goth decor.

GAME:: Bryn casts Good Hope. Caster Level: 8 DC: 16

Ulthan quietly mutters his words of power, and his form fills out to tower over the rest of his team.

The ponderous form trudges closer, the hoarfrost shaking loose from its form with each step revealing that it is no mere shambling mound. It's roughly humanoid in shape, but in lieu of a proper head, its entire torso is a mass of chattering human skulls. Jutting out from this are large bones, likely from a giant or something of that sort- much bigger than human bones, to form arms which end in three fingered hands. It's legs look to be the hind legs of some kind of large bird or reptile. It's an amalgamation of bones, all held together with bolts, straps of tanned hide from various creatures, and sinew sutres.

It finally steps through the portal to the other plane beyond, and the man's voice echoes once more from behind it. "I can't be stopped, not now. Drive them out, destroy them if you must." he instructs, and the amalgamated creature readies to charge at the group.

[[Category:PrP]]

Beyond the Pale Part 7

2025-03-24T18:19:40Z

Ulthan: Created page with "<div style="padding:5px; background-color:#e7eaea;"> ==Log Info== *Title: Beyond the Pale Part 7 *GM: Thurid *Characters: Bryn, Player2, Crik, Haggerty, Skyler, Ulthan *Place: Mausoleum under Sendor *Summary: After the fight against the skeleton warriors, our intrepid crew of foolhardy necromancer-hunters go deeper into the depths beneath the graveyard... </div> With the skeletal guardians dispatched, the party are left once more to gath..."

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==Log Info==

*Title: Beyond the Pale Part 7

*GM: [[Thurid]]

*Characters: [[Bryn]], [[Player2]], [[Crik]], [[Haggerty]], [[Skyler]], [[Ulthan]]

*Place: Mausoleum under Sendor

*Summary: After the fight against the skeleton warriors, our intrepid crew of foolhardy necromancer-hunters go deeper into the depths beneath the graveyard...
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With the skeletal guardians dispatched, the party are left once more to gather their wits. They've taken some licks and expended a decent portion of their energy thusfar, but have bested everything the crypt could throw at them, from traps to flesh eating slimes to undead abominations. Nothing seems to be rising up the stairs to meet them, but they do permit ingress deeper into the earth, and a lower level of the crypt. Haggerty mentioned detecting powerful conjuration magic that way, and surely this place, well guarded as it is, must serve some purpose.

Standing at the entrance of the stairs, Skyler stares down with a pensive expression. "So how likely do you think it is that whatever's down there is worse than a zombie centaur, handsy gargoyles, that *damned* pudding, *and* those two fuckfaces?" He asks, looking over his shoulder, adding, "Also, Crik, what about using a skull as a helmet? That'd give you a good disguise."

Crik continues to eye the skull in his hand, twisting his head this way and that. He looks at Haggerty. Back at the skull. At Skyler. Back at the skull. Finally, he carefully places the skull back where it was previous. "The pirate has too much positive energy for negative energy to mask us." He finally concludes, staring at the corpse. "Or me." He then steps carefully away from the corpses. "... usually we would set up a camp before exploring deeper. What is the plan?"

The corvid rogue turns towards Skyler then, a notepad in his hand. "The dead can still hear and they can be very upset at foul language." He says, "... and 'fuckface' is not a very good descriptor considering how common it is in the dig journals."

Bryn looks at Skyler, then to the piles of bones, then to the stairs down. Then... she laughs. "We stomped 'n broke ev'rythin' so far. Maybe whatever's down there'll be a challenge! Maybe it won't." She rolls her shoulders in a shrug. "So long as it's fun, it's all good! Ye ready?" She looks around to the others. "You all ready?" She seems to be.

Ulthan rolls his shoulders a bit, checking his mobility. "At least unlike those adventuring stories we keep hearing bards regale, we are not loaded up with loot..."

The swashbuckler purses his lips at Bryn when she talks about if they're all ready, and glances from Crik to Ulthan to the rest of the gathered group. He rolls his neck, takes a deep breath, and adjusts the grip of his sword. "Well, we should probably take a bit and rest." He says slowly, consideringly, before glances down into the darkness. "But if we want to push on, we can push on!"

Crik makes sketches in his notebook; apparently he was making notes on the skeleton warriors. Maybe for research later. "... I can explore the way ahead while we rest." The corvid says. "I am still well rested." He looks at the others - with spat blood, torn clothes and other miscellania to make him look like a walking dead. "Some of you might need to recharge."

Haggerty purses his lips and cants his pointy hat. The Aesir shrugs, also to the familiar whose big black eyes are on Skyler as well. He smiles to the skaldlike bard lady and to the sorcerous rager, "Ready. But do mind we are hear to help the dead rest primarily now that we know they are stirring. Worse, there are foul defilers of what should be a sacred space afoot. We cannot tolerate the defiling acts."

"I mean, I'm good to continue, but I know Jarik gets pissy if he can't rest and play with his owl every now and again." Skyler admits, and after a quick look over the group to count heads and see if anyone does ask to stop, he turns and walks to the edge of the staircase. "Also, Haggerty, that's why *you* are here. Me? I'm here for the vibes. Last one to the bottom of the stairs sucks eggs!"

And he turns, giggles, and throws himself down the stairs.

Ulthan groans. "If he gets gabbed by a Gargoyle, remind me to hit JUST the gargoyle?"

"We'll get the movin dead back to not-movin dead, don'tcha worry!" Bryn assures Haggerty. "An we'll be all sacred about sacred stu-Ey!" She stops short when Skyler takes off and starts running for the stairs. She won't be last nor suckin no eggs!

Crik looks at the party just running forward without care in the world. He snaps his notebook shut, looks at the skulls - and then takes one along just in case. "Remember to dodge roll backwards!" He calls out after the running party. "... just in case you hear a click." He will himself, though, move a bit more carefully to see if there are any traps along the way.

Ulthan follows Crik, having charged into a rather nasty trap before, he appreciates keeping his rump unsinged by letting others trundle into the tripwires.

As Skuler descends the stairs he'll find himself in a large, dark chamber. It's lit, like most of the crypt, by torches and candles on the walls but these ones are dim and sputtering, their flame tinged with sickly green light. There are empty pews laid out throughout the room, interspersed with columns supporting the ceiling above. To the south of the room, through the gloom, he can just make out something that looks like it might be an altar or maybe sarcophagus on a raised dais. The altar has something on it, something that glimmers like gold. Beyond that, a great gate wrought in some kind of black metal, which pale mist clings to. The metal of the gate is twisted into the shape of bones- ribs and femurs intertwined to close off what lays beyond, and capped with a grinning skull.

Haggerty pointedly nods to the minstrel's response while he stifles a sigh. Then, "Skyler, wait up! Else you will run into more traps!" Silently, to the Unionist shapeshifter, "I wish we could get him reborn with two long ears and a br.. I mean, we need to return him to his chosen man when this is through." To Ulthan, "No reminders. We need his lucky blade." He jogs after the others. The wizard SHOULD have rested, but the decision has been made. It is so INTERESTING down here. Hagg engages his magely sight again.

At the bottom of the steps, Skyler is standing on the dais with his little ioun torch floating happily around his head as if it were a particularly cheerful little moon. He glances around, makes a little grimace of distaste, and turns to the others as they arrive.

"Bit of a fixer upper, but definitely looks like the lair of an evil necromancer." Skyler says slowly, tilting his head as he glances around, "So no obvious foes... Which means we probably need to get into the chapel and we'll be surrounded." Beat. "Hey, Crik, why don't you throw that skull? Maybe we can lure whatever it is to the chokepoint of the stairs."

GAME:: Haggerty casts Detect Magic. Caster Level: 6 DC: 15
GAME:: Crik rolls perception+2: (4)+11+2: 17
GAME:: Skyler rolls knowledge/religion: (1)+1: 2 (EPIC FAIL)
GAME:: Crik rolls knowledge/religion: (12)+3: 15
GAME:: Bryn rolls knowledge/religion: (2)+9: 11

Crik looks around the place, making sure to touch the nearest stone with his foot several times. It's always a fake stone pretending to be a normal stone. Skyler's question makes him pause though - and he protectively turns the skull away from the man. "... no, preserve the sanctity of the dead." He says to the man, then gestures at him. "We could throw a bomb in there, though." He holds up a round orb in his hands suddenly, and his beak was open.

Bryn looks around, her eye able to see more in the dim (or even dark). "Huh. Sure looks like some kinda church ta me. Bettin this's a sacred spot. Or was, til somebody else redecorated." Then she points at the altar/dais/big bump on the floor with the shiny thing. "Bettin that's important. And pricey." All the more reason that she heads for the thing. Someone -did- just say that they should have bards singing about them with lotsa loot, right?

GAME:: Haggerty rolls knowledge/religion: (1)+9: 10 (EPIC FAIL)
GAME:: Haggerty rolls knowledge/engineering: (16)+9: 25
GAME:: Haggerty rolls knowledge/religion: (18)+9: 27

Is throwing a bomb into an enclosed, underground space a good idea? No. But does Skyler discourage the Raven from doing so? Hahaha absolutely *not*. "Sounds good to me!" He tells Crik cheerfully, "Light it up *and* the shrapnel might trigger the traps before we do!" And he gives the rogue a thumbs up with his free hand, beaming and adding, "Aim for the altar in the center. It looks pre-profaned so you won't be profaning it more than it already is."

Haggerty squints and beholds the space with an azure gleam to his eyes. He tells the party, "A strong necromancer. The elevation to the South of us is laden with powerful forces. Tread carefully, by all means!" The wizard does have his magical torch lit at his belt. "Ahum. The statue on the altar is a despicable foil of Vardama's holy judgement. It deflects the due suffering with a false soul. What should be tormented is instead frolicking without having earned such pleasures like feasting among the honored of Kor and Angoron." Braids fly when the redhead shakes his head. "The statue will be protected. Protection is also at stake when the columns get damaged. We will be flatter than dried halibuts, if that occurs. I am afraid that no, no, no. No explosions, please!"

Crik bops his head at Skyler repeatedly, putting aside the skull for a moment. The round bomb's 'fuse' is lit, and he then takes a step back, before throwing. Right around when Haggerty was saying no to any explosions.

With a long rattling skitting, rattle and roll, the bomb agitatedly throws sparks around as the fuse nears the end and gets closer towards the altar. The bomb stops. The fuse burns down to the core, before there's a sudden quiet 'phaff!'. A bit of smoke comes out from the now dead still bomb.

Crik turns to look at Haggerty. "... who said anything about explosions?" The corvid egalrin asks the redhead.

Ulthan lets out his held breath in a guffaw. Then he follows Bryn towards the dais.

After the smoke bomb goes off, Skyler gives Crik an hurt, vaguely disappointed look. "That isn't exactly what I expected." He says mournfully, before moving to the edge of the dais they're standing off and briskly walking off the edge to gently fall down with only a light bounce to his step rather than a tumble that leaves him sprawled out.

THe bomb rolling up to the altar doesn't seem to do anything, even when it ejects a puff of smoke- no monsters appear, and the door remains eerie, but still, past it. Now Bryn is closer she can see that the figurine is very lifelike and seemingly cast in pure gold. The figure appears as a muscular and well sculpted human male. Its face bears a resemblance to the visage that was carved into the sarcophagus that concealed the entrance to this crypt, though the figurine seems to depict him when he was much younger.

GAME:: Bryn rolls appraise: (1)+5: 6 (EPIC FAIL)

Haggerty blanches in the strictly blood motions out of face sense. His eyes widen. He swallows like a fjord eagle does a freshly claimed salmon. He knows to keep his mouth shut, though. No scream. The wizard scowls and shrugs helplessly while the pug covers his eyes with both paws, tonelessly whines. The hatly man straightens himself out while he squares them narrow shoulders. What will happen now? Hagg manages a shiny smile to the avian person, "I think I see now."

Crik's beak was still open, and there was a distinct feeling that may have been a sign of amusement. He follows on after the others with a light hop and rustle of his cloaks. "Expectations are a deadly friend, friend." He bops his head up and down, and continues to hop on after Bryn, to pick up his now dead bomb.

Bryn looks at the little golden man. Well, little is a bit subjective, since it's, well, GOLD. "Kor's colossal cod! This's gotta be worth half a kajillion! Good thing nobody blew it up! Gonna have those riches, ain' we!"

She reaches out her flesh hand to grab it (don't want to scratch it up!)... and her hand passes through it like it almost isn't there. Because it is only barely there. The paper-thin gold leaf shell collapses like dry leaves at her touch. Bryn promptly blinks.

"What the hells?! That ain' fair!"

When the figurine collapses under Bryns touch, leaving her fingertips with a fine gold leaf coating, there is a sound- a thud, and then a slow rumble as the massive bone-wrought gates begin to open. As soon as a crack forms, a howling wind beings to billow through carrying with it a bone-deep chill and the scent of decay. Haggery's senses are suddenly overwhelmed as the Auras he detects- from the gate, from his allies magical equipment- all of them are overwhelmed by a sudden surge of negative energy.

The howling wind carries a voice- it's a man's voice, "Has the time come, at last? Wait... no, you're not-" there is a moments pause. "Ah, I see. My subjects must have grown careless." as the doors creak wider and wider open. Beyond is what looks like... a landscape, the ground hard-bit by ice and with a dark, turbulent, sunless sky. Green fires burn on the ground here and there, and there is the vague silhouette of a great spire, impossibly tall, and seemingly miles away. "No matter. I will have what is rightfully mine, and you will not stop me." the voice says- and then a rime-encrusted mound beyond the Gate lurches into motion, beginning to plod ponderously towards the opening.

Ulthan peers out, then mutters. "Why is it always spires?"

GAME:: Crik rolls knowledge/the planes: (15)+4: 19
GAME:: Bryn takes ten on knowledge/the planes: (10)+9: 19
GAME:: Haggerty rolls knowledge/the planes: (15)+9: 24

"Megalomaniacal would-be warlords usually have small penises." Skyler tells Ulthan with a wise, cynical nod, moving closer to the bigger man, "So they have to have big ol' spires to make up for the fact they're barely swinging an ankle sock." He taps the side of his nose with his free hand, and adds, "Bryn, want to go sideways so we can show him size is, indeed, important?"

The landscape is so beautiful the way the fires make the snow sparkle! Witchfires. The bad kind! Hagg frowns while his glowing eyes bleed a little actinic whisping from the freckled spellcaster's tear ducts and lids, "Transplanar gate! The spire is the wretched lord of undeath's demesne. Assumptions are bad friends, but this mess has no business near the sarcophagus!" The light effect winks out when the arcanist kneels and starts up the doge summoning business, because that is not so speedily done!

Crik looks at the gold and was about to raise his hand at Bryn. "... it might-" He then turns his beak towards the opening gates. All of his cloaks, the dangling books, caltrops, weapons, what looks like a belt with quick access scrolls, emergency jewelry - and then he pulls all of his cloaks shut around himself. "... I believe we should not discuss manhood envy and coitus at this moment." He says - and off he runs into the darkness, hood over his head.

And the skull.

GAME:: Haggerty casts Summon Monster III. Caster Level: 6 DC: 19
GAME:: Ulthan casts Enlarge Person. Caster Level: 5 DC: 13
GAME:: Haggerty used a Rod of Lesser Extend.
GAME:: Haggerty rolls 1d3: (2): 2
GAME:: Crik rolls stealth: (14)+13: 27

Bryn takes a step back to Sky Guy, maybe to go along with that 'sideway' plan. "Ye! It's time alright!" She calls back to The Voice. "Time fer yer dead ass ta get kicked back ta bein dead 'gain! We got this!" The last part is for her peers, of course, and not the... pile of whatever-the-shite-that-is.

"Bones ta dust! Iron to rust! Gonna stomp ye till ye bust!" she begins to belt out. The place needs some class to brighten up all the angsty goth decor.

GAME:: Bryn casts Good Hope. Caster Level: 8 DC: 16

Ulthan quietly mutters his words of power, and his form fills out to tower over the rest of his team.

The ponderous form trudges closer, the hoarfrost shaking loose from its form with each step revealing that it is no mere shambling mound. It's roughly humanoid in shape, but in lieu of a proper head, its entire torso is a mass of chattering human skulls. Jutting out from this are large bones, likely from a giant or something of that sort- much bigger than human bones, to form arms which end in three fingered hands. It's legs look to be the hind legs of some kind of large bird or reptile. It's an amalgamation of bones, all held together with bolts, straps of tanned hide from various creatures, and sinew sutres.

It finally steps through the portal to the other plane beyond, and the man's voice echoes once more from behind it. "I can't be stopped, not now. Drive them out, destroy them if you must." he instructs, and the amalgamated creature readies to charge at the group.

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He has picked up the familial trade of couriering, and is trying to establish himself in Alexandria as a message-runner and courier.

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Beyond the Pale Part 5

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Ulthan: Created page with "<div style="padding:5px; background-color:#e7eaea;"> ==Log Info== *Title: Beyond the Pale Part 5 *GM: Thurid *Characters: Ulthan, Haggerty, Skyler, Crik, Burai *Place: the Catacomb under the graveyard *Summary: When we last left our intrepid, but foolhardy, adventurers in the catacombs, they were negotiating a passageway with frost-flame trap and a black ooze beyond... We will now return you to our scheduled broadcast of <i>Beyond the Pale<..."

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*Title: Beyond the Pale Part 5

*GM: [[Thurid]]

*Characters: [[Ulthan]], [[Haggerty]], [[Skyler]], [[Crik]], [[Burai]]

*Place: the Catacomb under the graveyard

*Summary: When we last left our intrepid, but foolhardy, adventurers in the catacombs, they were negotiating a passageway with frost-flame trap and a black ooze beyond...
We will now return you to our scheduled broadcast of <i>Beyond the Pale</i></div>
The party find themselves split by a corridor full of icy-hot with skyler still stinging from catching a tail end of the frigid blast on his way down. And as though to exemplify how splitting the party is not always the best plan, a giant glob of inky slime has just peeled itself from the ceiling and splattered across the room opposite him- on the far side of a nasty spike-filled pit and between him and the blasphemous mockery of Vardama and her lever at the far side.

The swashbuckler's response? A very understandable scream that echoes through the halls, shrill and, some might say, girlish. Which would be sexist and wrong. Instead, we'll call it tea-kettle-ish.

"There's a fucking GOO MONSTER!" Skyler shrieks from his side of the death corridor, head snapping back and forth between said goo monster and the death corridor as if he's trying to decide if he can make the return departure. But for some reason, he's not quite able to get his count right. "Someone?! ANYONE?!"

GAME: Burai rolls athletics+5: (14)+6+5: 25
GAME: Burai rolls perception: (16)+13: 29

A goo monster. Crik starts pulling out tiny vials, shaking them upside down. "Try not to scream! It may be attracted by sounds! Also try not to smell, they might be attracted by scent!" The corvid calls out helpfully, as he flips open yet another of his notebooks. "What kind of goo is it? Does it sizzle? Is it black or brown?" He keeps asking questions, thumbing over his notes endlessly. "Have you considered throwing it a snack as a distraction?"

GAME: Bryn rolls athletics: (19)+11: 30

Burai changes back into his normal form. He sways a bit as he readjust to being on two legs, but then reaches for the lever. "We are almost there!" he calls along the hallway, hoping that Sky doesn't do anything rash. Because that can be avoided. Surely. Possibly.

As the lever is pulled, the statue breathes one more gout of cold blue-fire and then its stone jaw clenches shut, obscuring the nozzle which had produced the blasts, and the corridor falls quiet.

"Another one?!" Bryn calls down to Sky Guy. "Don't getcha britched bunched. We're onnit!" She breaks into a dash after the big kitty, then thinks to add, for Skyler, "Dit tight! Don't get et!"

The poor, terrified swashbuckler recovers somewhat when he's not pinned between a death corridor and a goo monster, enough that he's capable of something approaching rational thought. "It... It's not moving." He tells the group, voice still a little high pitched, "W.. why don't I try and lure it down the hall? Crik, you wanna see if you can sneak by it? There's a lever it seems to be guarding."

Crik watches others rush into the cold fire, then looks back down at his notes, flipping a page when the blue flames shoot out once more. "... I am not certain you can sneak past a goo, but they also said murder would never fly!" He opens up his beak, looking around - and then promptly shuts it. "... I am coming." The corvid egalrin says, starting to hop down the alley now that the trap has been disarmed.

GAME: Crik rolls stealth: (13)+13: 26
GAME: Thurid rolls -5: (7)++-5: 2

The mass of ink-black slime remains in place. It undulates softly, and occasionally forms pseudopods of its form which probe along the flagstones or wave in the air before retracting again. But for the time being, it doesn't give chase towards the group.

Haggerty adds white frost marks and a note of brittleness to the brim of his pointy hat when that last blast roils down the hallway. He is not so athletically dashing. Why the wizard stays behind the corner. The Aesir advises, "Be very careful, please. Twice so with the thing which fell. I will look for enchantments on the door and the makeup of the frost fire."

GAME: Haggerty casts Detect Magic. Caster Level: 5 DC: 15
GAME: Haggerty rolls knowledge/arcana: (16)+12: 28
GAME: Crik rolls knowledge/dungeoneering: (9)+7: 16

And a dark shadow slowly encroaches upon the skypirate, a the darkening loom of... Crik's black cloaks, as he moves by the human. "It is a black pudding." The corvid states quietly, with a deep voice, before turning to look at Skyler. "You do not like black pudding?"

Ulthan follows the rest of the party into the chamber, his flail twitching in his hands as he keeps adjusting his grip.

Haggerty jogs up the past when he has the information the braidsy wizard hoped to glean. "The frost mouth is based on ancient white dragon spell emulation magics. The door had no magic I could see." He smiles to the layers of hoods and asks cheerfully if not so loud, "What are the weaknesses of these 'black puddings', good Crik?"

"The only pudding I like is after my meat!" Skyler squeaks at Crik as he draws back down the corridor, sliding his sword into the sheath across his back and pulling a shortbow out of the quiver across his back. "So we going to lure it down the hall?" He asks, frowning, "And Crik, you see the lever behind the creepy dead goddess statue?"

Burai eyes the ceiling distrustfully. He scoots a bit quickly along but soon joins the rest of the party. "Fire..?" he asks with a hint of...hope? "Are they vulnerable to fire? A thought occurs to him and he glances back at the corridor. "That would explain why the fire was freezing rather than burning..."

The Black Pudding undulates under scrutiny, but it doesn't seem inclined to move from its position in front of the statue just yet. Maybe it hasn't noticed the party, or maybe it is conditioned to guard the room it's in, or maybe it's just not hungry at the minute.

There's a long silence from Crik when those questions are asked from him. Eventually he snaps his beak shut. "... and with some lingonberry jam." A pause, and he rapidly looks around, before hopping back a slightly. "It-it is..." He looks at his endless collection of notes. "... I have dropped those notes." He looks down at the floor, then cranes his neck towards the corridor. "... cannot see them."

The notebook is stashed away and he makes a slow, jerky nod with his head at Skyler. "Yes. Perhaps throw a flaming rock at it?" He points at Burai's suggestion.

GAME: Ulthan rolls kdun: aliased to knowledge/dungeoneering: (8)+4: 12
GAME: Haggerty rolls know/dungeoneering: (8)+know/dungeoneering: 8
GAME: Skyler rolls knowledge/dungeoneering: Trained Use Only: 0

Haggerty shrugs and sighs, voice distant and longing, "The best pudding is red pudding balls. Mother soaks the raisins in mead and serves them with seal gravy. Lingonberry jam is how they serve it at the capital and at the embassy. It is good, but not the same." He squints which seems to undo the faint blue glow to his eyes. "Vardama valiantly guards and judges the passed when they have not perished bravely. She is most honorable!" The narrowly formed Northman almost adds something. He unsquares his upper body and shares, "The magic is coldness based, good Ulthan." The blue eyed man takes that moment to think. The association chain is on the winded side. "Oh, the sliding acid cubes. If you chop or skewer them, the separate like worms unless you mincejelly them. The acid is extremely strong. It is best not to touch them. They cannot dissolve stone." Wizard and pug sneak a peek at the ceiling here. "They can be hurt by all types of elements and magics."

GAME: Ulthan rolls weapon1: (6)+9: 15
GAME: Ulthan rolls damage1: aliased to 1d10+5: (4)+5: 9
GAME: Ulthan rolls reflex: (17)+3: 20
GAME: Thurid rolls 2d6: (9): 9

Ulthan, after a hurried counsel with his teammates, goes up to the quivering pudding and gives it a solid swing, jumping back as he wathces in dismay how his weapon sizzles after the contact.

As Ulthan serves as the distraction, Crik quietly attempts to sneak further into the room, eyeing up the mysterious lever behind the the Black Pudding.

Burai watches the pudding. Tense. Restless. An occasional hazy distortion around his cleched fists as he almost using his druidic gifts to summon fire but then doesn't follow through with the attempt. But once the pudding shows signs of life, Burai seems to focus. Ulthan begins moving, and the rest of the party - Burai follows suit, rushing back to his position in the alcove next to the lever. He cranes his neck trying to see the hallway but realizes soon enough: "Someone will have to tell me when to use the lever!"

The black mass quivers at the strike, ripples running through its form and some of its acrid form splattering across the flagstones where it roils and bubbles as it dissolves the traces of organic matter it can find in the dust there. Ulthan's flail gains a fashionable acid-etched look in a moment, even the protective power of its enchantment not enough to negate the creature's powerful digestive acid. And it lurches after Ulthan as he flees, roiling and rolling towards him, pseudopods extending in front of it to drag it along before they retract back into the mass of its amorphous flesh.

Haggerty stands tight. There is not much to do. The least productive outcome would be a spell which drives the thing back. He would lose his weapons to the corrosive jello which is not helpful, either. Time to wait with crossbow in hands.

"Will do, Master Burai!" speaks the wizard tersely.

Ulthan glances behind him to measure how well the blob follows him up, and gets a bit of a jolt on how quickly it had closed after him. He pelts down the corridor to put a little more distance between him and the pudding.

Meanwhile - Crik has become one with the concrete floor. His cloak, a pattern of stone, his step, worn with age, a movement just as still as the erosion.

The massive undulating form continues to chase after Ulthan, when it reaches the archweay seperating the room from the corridor it first seems too narrow for the creature to fit- but its boneless body squeezes its way through, pressed tight against the walls as it continues rolling through the confines of the corridor, pressed tight into every available space like a living wall of acid.

Ulthan says, “Guys, it fills the whole corridor”
Ulthan says, “Pull the lever now.”

Haggerty sends a sole bead of man tears to the flight stabilization segment of the bolt close to his cheek. While time moves at the anguishing wobble of the flesh liquefying beastie.

GAME: Thurid rolls 7d6: (26): 26
GAME: Thurid rolls -2: (13)++-2: 11

"Does that mean pull the lever?!" Skyler asks after Ulthan's shout, blinking with wide eyes at the others squeezed into the alcove with him. "I'm gunna assume it means pull the lever!"

And so... he pulls the lever.

Haggerty ohs, "Now is good. Pull like its oars on a whale chase, Master Burai!"

The gout of blue flame is invisible to the party- Crik will see a flash of light if he glances over his shoulder. With the ooze filling up every inch of space in the corridor, not so much of a wisp of the cold flame makes it past it and it takes the entire brunt of the deathtrap. It's gelatinous form begins to crystalize, ragged shards of its own flesh penetrating deep into the rest of it. It continues to press its way through the corridor, great chunks of its mass breaking off where it is flash frozen to the walls and floor.

It is now Burai's turn! Black Pudding 1 is next!

GAME: Burai casts Flaming Sphere. Caster Level: 7 DC: 15
GAME: Crik rolls perception+2: (20)+11+2: 33

Burai blinks. The lever is pulled! He turns and spies Skyler next to him. Then he whirls and prepares to move, but nearly collides with Haggerty who is croweded into the alcove with them. Fighting in an underground tunnel brings with it challenges Burai has never even imagined before. But his confusion only lasts a moment. And then begins murmuring under his breath. His hands move as if shaping a round form in mid-air, and the motion takes so much of his concentration that he can barel make it towards the edge of the cooridor. But he sidles into an open space as he begins chanting. His hands move again, as if pushing the imaginary sphere forward at an imaginary catcher...only in the middle of the hall a flaming globe appears and then begins burning steadily, one more barrier should the pudding continue in its pursuit.

Crik continues to creep closer towards the lever, careful with his surroundings. Extremely careful. Careful enough that he sits down onto the ground in front of the lever and spends few moments sketching it out, murmuring by himself. Was a lever really a lever, if it were not a trap lever?

GAME: Thurid rolls -2: (17)++-2: 15
GAME: Burai rolls 3d6: (7): 7
GAME: Thurid rolls 8: (1)+8: 9 (EPIC FAIL)

The roiling mass of goo is probably not capable of complex emotions like anger, but that doesn't stop it from seeming angry as it surges down the corridor. A thick mass projects itself out, like the pseudopods it uses for locomotion, but sturdier and stronger and lashes for Ulthan. It misses, slamming into the wall near the man instead and sending a shower of dust and stone fragments cascading down the corridor.

GAME: Haggerty rolls ranged: (4)+4: 8
GAME: Haggerty rolls 1d10: (10): 10

GAME: Ulthan rolls weapon1: (11)+9: 20
GAME: Ulthan rolls reflex: (14)+3: 17
GAME: Ulthan rolls damage1: aliased to 1d10+5: (2)+5: 7
GAME: Thurid rolls 2d6: (5): 5

Haggerty is not so cheerful, tense like the winched string. Another drop of salty joins the first. He clicks the torsion contraption into bolt propulsion to sink into the chonky mass of deathly sorbet. The barn door is hit by the shaky wizard.. "I did not mean to shoot the pudding! It happened. Oh no!" The monster is cleanly severed into two beings. And a bolt which fades in a cloud of acrid fumes. "I am so sorry! At least I think I hurt it a little!?" The pale guy is flabbergasted while the little dog covers his eyes with a paw and whince-yelps.

Ulthan moves forward like a surging wave, bringing his flail out in a sideways sweep to smash at the pudding again, this time pulling back quickly enough to avoid the residue sticking to his weapon.

GAME: Ulthan rolls reflex: (1)+3: 4 (EPIC FAIL)
GAME: Ulthan rolls reflex: (10)+3: 13 (REROLL)
GAME: Thurid rolls 7d6: (23): 23
GAME: Thurid rolls 0: (1)+0: 1 (EPIC FAIL)
GAME: Thurid rolls 0: (7)+0: 7

As chaos seems to break out, Skyler squeaks, eyes widening as the ooze suddenly breaks into double. "Fuck!" He squeaks, and begins to bounce on the lever, pulling it up and down as frantically and quick as he can. "I.. Want.. To.. Go.. HOME!"

The gout of cold fire at first seems like it may be blocked by the bodies of the pair of sludgy monstrosities- but as the gout blasts them, their forms are continually blasted apart and diminished by the ongoing barrage of cold flame and then it breaks through, washing over Ulthan as well. It chills him to his bone, the cold intense enough to blister skin and flash freeze every ounce of moisture on him.

GAME: Burai rolls 1d8+1: (1)+1: 2
GAME: Burai used a Wand of Cure Light Wounds.

Burai flinches back as the pudding is suddenly just around the corner. A hand reaches for the hilt of his sword slung across his back. But he remembers' Haggerty's warning earlier. Instead he pulls out a wand. He steps back to the far edge of the alcove. He peers at the wand and then points it at Skyler. A ray of healing energy washes over the swordsman. Burai squints. Then he looks down at the wand and frowns. Perhaps he's not using it correctly. He raises it for another try, casting frantic glances back at the corridor to make sure he has time...

GAME: Thurid rolls 6: (3)+6: 9
GAME: Thurid rolls 6: (4)+6: 10

The pontification over the lever is over and Crik finally gets up and stretches his fingers out. Slowly, and then rapidly, he pulls down the lever and looks around excitedly - but no, only a distant rumble. The egalrin lowers his hand. "It is always just a distant ominous rumble." He says with clear dejection in his voice, before he starts heading out towards the rest of the party dealing with the slime.

Much diminished, the remaining globs of acidic flesh lunge for Ulthan's near-frozen form, but their attacks are much less intimidating when their pseudopods are about as thick as a goblin's forearm and not a jotun's torso. They lash at him, but find no purchase and fail to do any lasting harm to him or his gear.

GAME: Haggerty casts Burning Hands. Caster Level: 5 DC: 16
GAME: Haggerty rolls 5d4: (15): 15
GAME: Thurid rolls 0: (19)+0: 19
GAME: Thurid rolls 0: (5)+0: 5

Haggerty shakes out his right hand, squints his blues, takes a breath and carefully angles his hand. He utters a scant few words in Eldritch and flames lick out at the two blobs, "Burn off the face of these defiled halls, slime!" And the frosty puddings dry up under the fire like forgotten breakfast items on a grill. They crumble to uglier ashen bits.

Ulthan sees the wizard bathe the puddings in flame of their spell, but doesn't take chances and dashes towards the end of the hallway away from the frost-nozzles, shedding ice flakes as he moves with determination of a Dran knowing he'll die if he doesn't move.

GAME: Burai rolls 1d8+1: (6)+1: 7
GAME: Burai rolls 1d8+1: (7)+1: 8
GAME: Burai rolls 1d8+1: (2)+1: 3
GAME: Burai rolls 1d8+1: (6)+1: 7
GAME: Burai rolls 1d8+1: (8)+1: 9

As Ulthan dashes back to the corner of the corridor, he will see the source of that rumbling earlier- the heavy stone doors that barred the path north are open, revealing a large open chamber. There is a set of stairs near the back wall of the chamber, leading further down into the earth. But standing before it are a pair of heavily armed and armored skeletons, each equipped with plate mail, shield and shotel.

GAME: Burai rolls 1d8+1: (3)+1: 4
GAME: Burai rolls 1d8+1: (3)+1: 4
GAME: Burai rolls 1d8+1: (4)+1: 5
GAME: Burai rolls 1d8+1: (7)+1: 8

The moment the puddings are down, Skyler pauses his frantic pumping of the lever, wincing slightly as the healing energy runs over him. He's quick to let go of the handle, shuddering. "Makes my gooch tingle." He mutters, and squeezes past everyone, "Crik... You ok?"

GAME: Burai used a Wand of Cure Light Wounds.
GAME: Burai used a Wand of Cure Light Wounds.
GAME: Burai used a Wand of Cure Light Wounds.
GAME: Burai used a Wand of Cure Light Wounds.
GAME: Burai used a Wand of Cure Light Wounds.
GAME: Burai used a Wand of Cure Light Wounds.
GAME: Burai used a Wand of Cure Light Wounds.
GAME: Burai used a Wand of Cure Light Wounds.
GAME: Burai used a Wand of Cure Light Wounds.

Crik appears peeking into the corridor. "... I think the lever opened a door." He points into the dark room. "... did you finish the black pudding?"

Burai leans to one side and cranes his neck as the blasts of ice 'fire' begin roaring down the corridor at full force once more. A though occurs to him and he reaches out his free hand and pulls the lever. Then he raises his wand again, this time with a look of determination on his face. He sends the healing energy at Skyler until he seems fully recovered. By this time Burai has been able to confirm no more waves of fire coming down the corridor. And next he marches towards Ulthan and repeats the process until he is also in prime condition.

Haggerty takes a deep breath, pets the canine by the neck who arfles with pleasure. "It is dead. Dead as a snail cube of acid can be. Again, I am profoundly sorry for splitting the enemy." He nods to the group in turn. "When you thought to reengage the lever, that was wonderful! Thank you!" He blinks when Burai tips many precious times with the healing stick, "Do tell us when you want me to chip in." He smiles to the Dranei, "Thank you for taking the brunt of the pain. I hate to be on bad terms with my otherwordly friends. They are dutiful when contracted, but I do not want to upset their superiors. I know that sounds horrible." Aesir does look apologetic here.

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Beyond the Pale Part 4

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Ulthan: Created page with "<div style="padding:5px; background-color:#e7eaea;"> ==Log Info== *Title: Beyond the Pale part 4 *GM: Thurid *Characters: Ulthan, Bryn, Haggerty, Skyler, Crik, Burai *Place: Catacombs beneath Sendor graveyard *Summary: When we last saw our foolhardy heroes, they had picked up a fight with gargoyles, now we shall see if they can prevail... </div> GAME: Ulthan rolls weapon4: (6)+7: 13 Ulthan lets go of his flail, bringing his shortbow out an..."

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==Log Info==

*Title: Beyond the Pale part 4

*GM: Thurid

*Characters: [[Ulthan]], [[Bryn]], [[Haggerty]], [[Skyler]], [[Crik]], [[Burai]]

*Place: Catacombs beneath Sendor graveyard

*Summary: When we last saw our foolhardy heroes, they had picked up a fight with gargoyles, now we shall see if they can prevail...
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GAME: Ulthan rolls weapon4: (6)+7: 13

Ulthan lets go of his flail, bringing his shortbow out and taking a shot at one of the gargoyles on the far side. Unfortunately, it is a clear miss.

GAME: Bryn rolls weapon2: (5)+7: 12

The one she didn't see when she came out, and smacked Bryn for it, is done. That just leaves the other ones throwing sharp pointy things at them. Lucky for Bryn, she has sharp pointy things, too! Her blade drops with a clatter and she pulls the (compartively) short bow from her back, nocks an arrow, and lets it fly. Right into the wall near one of the things.

Pale grey-green eyes go from swinging blades of death to the remains of the gargoyle to the two archers that both whiff their shots. Skyler purses his lips, and then abruptly turns and dashes back the way they came, into the entrance chamber, "I'll check for alternate route!" He calls, before making his way to where Ulthan had pointed out the loose stone. He slams it with the hilt of his sword, and lets out a laugh as the door slides open. "HEY! GOT A SECRET PASSAGE HERE!" He calls back, before squaring his shoulders and rushing into the passage. Yolo!

Into the darkness Skyler disappears, the only sign of where he's gone being the faint glow of the little stone floating around his head like a *very* dubious little moon.

GAME: Haggerty rolls Ranged: (20)+4: 24 (THREAT)
GAME: Haggerty rolls Ranged: (1)+4: 5 (EPIC FAIL)
GAME: Haggerty rolls 1d10: (1): 1
GAME: Thurid rolls 7: (1)+7: 8 (EPIC FAIL)
GAME: Thurid rolls 7: (10)+7: 17

Haggerty has but to smear the cobweb in his right against his chest, brings the first crossbow to rest against his shoulder and lets fly with a characteristic chunk, whistle through the air, and a defiant thud when the bolt breaks in twain to harmlessly fall to the ground. The shot was good, but the flying rock is tougher! Wizard and doglet make after the former sky pirate.

The pair of squat, ugly gargoyles on the platform across from the party heft another pair of darts- this time one of them has changed targets, though, rather than loosing them both at Bryn, one of the projectiles is directed towards Ulthan. The toss for Bryn falls well short, hitting the ledge to the pit and falling below. The one aimed at Ulthan was a nearer thing, but still faiuls to find its mark, sailing past him and clattering to the ground in the passage behind him.

GAME: Crik rolls stealth: (15)+13: 28
GAME: Thurid rolls 5: (1)+5: 6 (EPIC FAIL)
GAME: Thurid rolls 5: (20)+5: 25

GAME: Ulthan rolls weapon4: (19)+7: 26
GAME: Ulthan rolls damage4: aliased to 1d6+0: (5)+0: 5

Crik stares blankly at the swinging blades, gargoyles, flying tigers and other miscellania an average adventurer will face in a regular crypt. Then he hears Skyler, and he turns his beak. "Don't press anything, and if you do, cover your eyes!" He calls out with his deep voice, and with a flutter of wings, heads on after the sky pirate. And like that - he was gone like a murder into the night.

Ulthan draws another arrow, taking aim and then letting fly, landing on the center of mass of the gargoyle, only to see the arrow shatter, without penetrating into the monster.

GAME: Bryn spends ONE use of BARDIC PERFORMANCE.
GAME: Bryn rolls weapon2+2: (3)+7+2: 12
GAME: Bryn rolls weapon2+2: (10)+7+2: 19
GAME: Bryn rolls damage2+2+2: aliased to 1d6+4+2+2: (5)+4+2+2: 13

"Ey! C'mon over 'ere! So's ye can die tired!" Bryn calls out at the things, invitingly(?). Not that she waits for them to fly across. "We gots this!" she now calls out to her peers. "Poke 'em fulla holes if'n we gotta! Bleed'em dry inna sky!" She draws another arrow, sparking a vibration in the pointy end with a harmonic hum before loosing it. This time, it connects and buries itself deep. "Ha! Jus' like that!"

Does Skyler hear Crik's oh so wise words? Does he take the necessary moment to pause and absorb them?

Ha! This is *Skyler*.

Meaning either way, he goes rushing down the tunnel, skidding to a stop at the lever and jerking it down while squinting his eyes closed. Does he know what it does? Probably not. But the Gods favor fools, and when the tunnel doesn't collapse he opens one eye to look around before popping the lapel of his jacket. "I meant to do that!" He calls out down the tunnel before moving briskly to the end of the tunnel, pausing at the corner behind cover to peek out.

GAME: Thurid rolls 7: (1)+7: 8 (EPIC FAIL)
GAME: Thurid rolls 7: (20)+7: 27
GAME: Thurid rolls 7: (5)+7: 12
GAME: Thurid rolls 1d3: (3): 3
GAME: Bryn rolls fort: (5)+6: 11

Haggerty yells behind him, "Secret Passage!" The arcanist hurries after the scimitarist, stark red braids a-flying under his hat. He thus stands right behind the lever operator, huffing slightly while he begins to eye the makeup of the architecture inn the hallway.

The Gargoyles toss their darts again, heedless to the death traps grinding to a halt or the party members rapidly closing on them from behind. For now, they seem fixated on those firing arrows at them. Another dart sails well wide of Ulthan, but the one directed for Bryn lands true and sinks deep into her flesh. Like the first, the wound sears with pain greater than the dart itself should be able to inflict. And the searing sensation begins to spread.

Crik moves on after the others; he knew the temptation of pulling levers in dangerous unknown dungeons without prior knowledge, so who was he to judge the natural reaction? Still, the corvid rogue struggled to keep up while adjusting the gazillion cloaks of his to match the minutia of his surroundings with his steps.

Ulthan sees the blades stop moving, and almost immediately he is switching up again by letting go of his bow and grabbing his flail from the ground before moving forward, reaching little over half the bridge in few strides.

"Ha! They broke 'em!" Bryn laughs and her boisterous refrains turn to topics of shoddy, rust things. She grabs up her dropped blade and hustles after Ulthan across the bridge.

GAME: Skyler rolls weapon1+2: (15)+12+2: 29 (THREAT)
GAME: Skyler rolls weapon1+2: (5)+12+2: 19
GAME: Skyler spends ONE point of PANACHE.
GAME: Skyler rolls damage1+damage1+2+10: aliased to 1d6+5+1d6+5+2+10: (4)+5+(3)+5+2+10: 29
GAME: Skyler gains ONE point of PANACHE.

Skyler holds a hand up to Haggerty and, behind him, Crik; The universal sign for 'one moment'. He peeks out from behind the corner, brow furrowing as he gauges distances, sizes up the gargoyle...

And then kicks off the wall to launch himself at the creature, scimitar slashing out with a wicked blow at the base of the neck that cracks the gargoyle something fierce, even if doesn't actually *destroy* it. "Ollie Ollie in come free!" He shouts.

GAME: Haggerty rolls melee+1+2: (20)+2+1+2: 25 (THREAT)
GAME: Haggerty rolls melee+1+2: (10)+2+1+2: 15
GAME: Haggerty rolls 1d6+2: (5)+2: 7
GAME: Bryn rolls fort: (20)+6: 26 (CRITICAL SUCCESS)

Haggerty scoots around the corner where he catches a flutter of wings. And another! They are too far apart for the comfort of burning them both. He snags his staff from the back and swings it wildly at the one Skyler poked to near popping. The wizards lands what looks like a perfectly square dose of the smackering, but again the things' hide is too strong. "This takes a bigger mallet than I brought!"

GAME: Thurid rolls 4: (16)+4: 20
GAME: Skyler spends ONE point of PANACHE.
GAME: Thurid rolls 4: (10)+4: 14

At the sudden and violent attack from Skyler, one of the gargoyle's wings is severed entirely. It turns about, forgetting about tossing any more darts and lunging for Skyler- Skyler manages to deftly sidestep the attack, and the creature seems to have expended the last of its energy in the attempt as it collapses into a heap at Skyler's feet.

THe other Gargoyle isn't looking much better off, with Bryn's arrow still sticking out of its chest, but it has vigor enough to launch itself towards the oncoming adventurers. It snaps at Ulthan with stone jaws, but catches nothing but air.

Meanwhile, Bryn feels the searing pain continue to spread. It makes her mind swim and feel sick to her stomach, but she manages to grit her teeth and bare it- and the searing begins to ebb, though the sickly, disoriented feeling lingers.

GAME: Burai rolls 11: (7)+11: 18
GAME: Burai rolls 2d6+8: (5)+8: 13
GAME: Crik rolls weapon2+2-4: (12)+8+2+-4: 18
GAME: Crik rolls damage2+3d6+1: aliased to 1d4+0+3d6+1: (3)+0+(13)+1: 17

Burai is still getting used to 'walking' over empty air. But he seens an opening, meneuvering his large form into place and then snapping a bite. But when Burai changes forms, he sometimes has to fight the instincts of the animal he changes into. Tigers rely on surprise and overwhelming strength over most any other tactic. But against gargoyles such an approach is far less effective than other creatures, and Burai's savage bite is less effective then he had hoped.

Everyone has left. The passage, now dark and empty. Voices ring out beyond - but up ahead, nothing. Nothing but a turn. Crik carefully, and with measured pace, waddles forwards...

... and turns the corner, aiming his hand crossbow haphazardly. A bolt somehow manages to hit the gargoyle in its chest, dropping it.

Ulthan sees the last visible gargoyle drop, so he scans the room, before retrieving his bow and stowing it on its sling on his back.

Once the last gargoyle is dropped, Skyler glances around the room, eyebrow furrowed as he takes in their surroundings. "Well." He says brightly, expression transforming into a sunny, absolutely brainless grin, the ioun torch around his head glittering. "That turned out well. Moral of the story: rush into unknown, dark passages and pull random levers blindly!"

With the traps disabled and the last of the Gargoyles Dispatched, the deathtrapped entryway seems to be safe for the time being. A long hallway extends northward from it, ending in a pair of sturdy carved stone doors. From the party's position, it appears as though the corridor continue around to the right, though they'll need to get closer to peek and see what lays around the bend.

Here and there, roots push their way through the stone walls of the subterranean crypt- it seems to predate the oak above, which itself looked fairly ancient.

GAME: Crik rolls knowledge/dungeoneering: (12)+7: 19
GAME: Ulthan rolls kdun: aliased to knowledge/dungeoneering: (4)+4: 8

Bryn grins tuskily at Skyler and bellows a "Woot! Yep, always works fer me!" So claims the oruch with a replacement arm, eye, and might be slightly inebriated with poison. None of this dampens her enthusiams, of course. She looks to the room, then the others, then back to the room. "Which way we goin next?"

Burai jerks his back instictively as the crossbow bolt flies in and finishes off the last gargoyle. He turns his head to peer in the direction it came from. Then he gives a huff. "Nice shot," he rumbles. He takes a longer look around the area and then focuses on some of the roots pushing through. Finally he pads over to the longer hallway, stopping just short of the entrance.

Crik lowers his hand crossbow in the myriad cloaks he was wearing, and he hops over. "Fine lever pulling." He compliments Skyler, then nods at Ulthan. "That passage saved a bad fight."

Then a sand covered notebook is pulled open and the corvid hops over one of the gargoyle corpses. Tenderly, he pokes at the flesh of the beast, and stares at his notebook. Back at the corpse. Poke. Back at notebook. Turn notebook upside down. Poke at the corpse.

"... these are young. Something muts be feeding them. Maybe to guard this place." He cranes his head upwards. "Remember to poke the ceiling with sticks." Finally, the book is shut off, and he stares blankly at Bryn with his black eyes. "Which way is the wind blowing?"

Ulthan checks his gear is stowed properly again, then advances towards the corridor. "How about we let our pro scout first, and I'll follow him so we have a big, juicy target when something pops out again, and the rest of you keep watch we don't get run at from behind?"

Haggerty does the winchwork needed to reload the crossbow, sets a fresh bolt into the mechanism, rolls up the cobweb to stow it, wipes a little sweat off his browline. The wizard sighs, echoed by some low panting of the pug. Both squint a look at Skyler, shrug, "A little caution would be nice. Errm..." The Aesir studies the others. Who needs some bandaging, please? Bryn, Burai?" He nods to Crik and Ulthan, "Really good work there!" Compass engage and that is shown to the others who bother.

"Caution? But you only live once." Skyler protests to Haggerty, shaking his head sadly, before pausing and adding, "Well. Usually you only live once. But I guess that's a little cheeky to say given we're apparently dealing with necromancy?" He frowns, "Does unlife count?"

He shakes his head again, this time shaking off that train of thought, "Anyways! I'm mostly okay. Do we push on?"

GAME: Crik rolls perception+2: (1)+11+2: 14 (EPIC FAIL)
GAME: Crik rolls perception+2: (14)+11+2: 27

Crik bows his head at the others in that distinctly avian way, and then starts half walking, half hopping ahead. His eyes were glued mostly on the ceiling, but occasionally he looks down at where he was going. The door makes him pause and he turns towards the others, "There are no traps-"

The corvid pauses, then points with an open beak towards the other end of the corridor. "... except for that flame thrower."

The party press their way onwards, with Crik taking the lead as they head up the passage towards the sturdy stone doors. They move cautiously, keeping an eye out for loose flagstones or ceiling hatches full of spikes or the like, and everything seems to be going fine. Until there is a sudden roaring sound, as a massive gout of blue, heatless flame washes down the corridor to the east. The gout lasts for several seconds before dying down- and while it doesn't quite reach the party it is fairly close.

At the far end of the eastern corridor, they can see the source of it. There is a graven head, looking like a fork-tongued imp, with a spout at it's center. After several more seconds of silence, another gout of flame erupts and washes down the corridor towards them.

There appears to be a small alcove about halfway down the corridor, and the gouts of cold flame seem to come at regular intervals.

At the edge of the corridor full of flame throwers, Skyler frowns and watches the bouts of flame. He taps his fingers, counting out between bursts of flame and pauses.

"Six seconds on, six seconds off. So a twelve second cycle."

Skyler crouches down, adjusting his boots that seem to glimmer slightly with fiery energy. "I think I can make it. One... two... three..." And he begins a countdown as he goes to the very edge of where the flames start.

Ulthan watches Skyler's preparation, then glances at the doors. "I'll keep an eye on these in case someone pops out while we're looking at the secrets down the 'Do not come' corridor..."

Burai watches Skylar's preparations with great interest. "Perhaps that is how the doors are opened," he offers encouragingly. Or maybe he just wants to see what happens.

"Huh.." Bryn watches the flames spew, pause, then spew again. "Guessin they don' want nobody goin thattaways." Then she grins. "That means that's were we need ta go."

She watches Skyler, then, and her grin widens. "Looks like we're playin tag with fire. Sounds like fun ta me."

Haggerty frowns and gestures with his hand in a way a teacher or mom might wiggle a finger in strong disagreement, "Unlife does not quite count. It is evil, parasitic and an act most foul against the way the good forces, and Dana herself, willed the world to be!" Sure, he could have said "Unlife bad!" and then readied a scroll to protect the trapfinder from harm. But. The studious man could rant instead! At least the pug carrier does try the ceiling thumping business. A moment later, Hagg wonders idly, "Maybe we can use the flagstones somehow? Alas, I have no plaster to block the flamer. I mean, I have some acid to smother the nozzle of the trap."

GAME: Skyler rolls athletics: (6)+5: 11
GAME: Skyler rolls athletics: (6)+5: 11
GAME: Skyler rolls perception: (9)+10: 19

Crik takes a step forward. "I can try to-" He starts, but Skyler is already running. Looking after him for a moment, he then turns towards the rest of the party and points at the doors. "Maybe there is another switch in there." He says, then adds, "Or more gargoyles to smash." Have to sell the sane option somehow, apparently!

Skyler grins at Bryn, and straightens up to shoot her finger-guns and a wink at her encouragement before he turns back to the corridor, counting slowly. "Four... five..." And without even calling 'six' he launches himself forward into the corridor, moving swift and sure as he runs in a quick sprint for the wall opposite the alcove on the size. He hits the wall feet first, using momentum to launch himself into the alcove...

... and lets out a yelp as he lands, tumbling to absorb the impact. "AAAAAIIIIEEE! I'M DYING! OH NO!" He screams, with a blood curdling scream before he straightens up, peeks around the corner with a shit-eating grin, and says, "Just joking! I'm fine!" He giggles, and adds, "It's not fire! It's icy-hot! Like that salve the temples make for sore muscles!"

GAME: Crik rolls perception: (9)+11: 20

Bryn looks concerned at Skyler's wailing... at least for a moment. She then gives the appropriate response, in Handspeech, with one raised metal finger.

GAME: Skyler rolls athletics: (2)+5: 7
GAME: Skyler spends ONE use of CHARMED LIFE.
GAME: Skyler rolls reflex+2: (8)+8+2: 18
GAME: Thurid rolls 6d6: (23): 23

Still giggling like a mischevious school-girl, Skyler gives Bryn an utterly witlessly charming grin as he attempts to make the second half of the tunnel. At first, it looks like it's going to go well. But while the Gods shelter fools and idiots, even they apparently have their limits. As he attempts to grab the corner to slow his momentum and do a stylish backwards step through the hole with a flourish, he trips on his own feet.

Icy fire blasts him full on, although he almost instinctively throws himself down and rolls, but even at the end of the tunnel they can tell he took a *nasty* hit. He surfaces, shuddering will chill and coughing with a bit of blood at the corner of his lips. "'Mfine!" He gasps, clearly not. "Gods it's colder'n a witch's tits!" And he would know. Sorry, Jarik!

Crik has moved onto inspecting the door now, rubbing at his beak, whilst Skyler's screams and other antics continue. He touches the door's surface, then another, looks around its construction. "Tells us what you see, pirate!" He calls out, "I do not think this door will open from here!" He then looks at the rest of the party. "Witch's tits? I do not know any tits with witches here." He stares blankly.

There is a large room beyond, now that Skyler is safe to observe it and out of reach of the cold fire. At it's southern end is an alcove with a statue- even a lay person will recognize that it's a statue of Vardama, the harpist. But this is no shrine of devotion. Her head is severed, and held in her own hands. A deliberately blasphemous icon of the goddess of judgement. It's almost like a deliberate challenge, and at her feet is another lever. Between Skyler and the apostate statue is a pit, not as deep as the one in the first room- but this one is lined with spikes at the bottom.

And there is something dripping from the ceiling.

As skyler turns his gaze towards the source of the drips, he will see an ink-dark, oily mass clinging to the ceiling of the room on the far side of the pit.

"Sometimes Jarik puts on winter weight." Skyler calls weakly to Crik, wiping blood off his mouth with the back of one hand, "Truth be told, he's kinda cute with the extra weight, more cuddly. But he doesn't always close his shirt and his tits get a little cold."

Beat.

"OH! Right! Situation check!" He squints, turning around and his eyes widen. "Gods preserve. This is *not* good!" He calls, voice rising in panic, "Statue of the Harpist, her head severed. There's a lever at her feet, and a pit with something dripping into it from the ceiling." He gulps, "I think the lever might shut off the ice-flame throwers. D.. do you want me to try it?"

"Ey!" Bryn calls down the hall. "Ya need some 'elp? Don' get yer bits freeze-burnt off!" After hearing what Sky Guy sees, she offers, "Ye, get the lever! Don' fall inna pit!" She's still wise, poison or not!

Ulthan shakes his head listening to the banter while trying to keep track of where everyone is and if there are any blind spots for ambushes.

Burai listens to the discussion. He seems puzzled at much of it, but at the description of the room Skyler found, the fur on his neck and back starts to rise slightly. "Yes! Wait for us, we'll join you!"

Crik is quick to call out, "Do not pull the lever! Unless you have a stick! Really long stick!" He caws out, then looks at Bryn. "... unless you wish to see him be covered in oil." Which, one supposes, is a fair wish in some company. "See if there is anything moving!"

As they shout back and forth down the corridor, Skyler hears a wet tearing sound emenating from the room he had just looked in, as though to answer whether he should head in there himself. The oily mass clinging to the ceiling peels away, and then falls to the ground where it splatters out, splashing across the flagstones and the walls. It then slowly pulls itself back together into a roughly spherical mass directly in front of the lever in question.

That counts as moving, right?

Haggerty rolls his eyes at some point. This information was unneeded. However. However, there is a heedless person in a dire situation. The little friend yarfles. The wizard sighs once more, "Hang in there. Do not touch anything, Skyler!" He looks a bit helplessly at the others. "If at all, try to use a rope for the lever. Uhmm, does the black stuff pulse somehow? There are monsters in locations like this which are like a mass of blackness on ceilings and walls."

Sorry, Haggerty. Skyler is too busy screaming to answer you.

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Beyond the Pale Part 3

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Ulthan: Created page with "<div style="padding:5px; background-color:#e7eaea;"> ==Log Info== *Title: Beyond the Pale part 3 *GM: Thurid *Characters: Ulthan, Bryn, Haggerty, Skyler, Crik, Burai *Place: Catacombs of the graveyard in Sendor *Summary: The stalwart adventurers, after defeating the undead centaur-buiild, descend into the bowels of the graveyard, trying to race to the undead centaur's master before they wake up... </div> The party find themselves in the..."

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==Log Info==

*Title: Beyond the Pale part 3

*GM: [[Thurid]]

*Characters: [[Ulthan]], [[Bryn]], [[Haggerty]], [[Skyler]], [[Crik]], [[Burai]]

*Place: Catacombs of the graveyard in Sendor

*Summary: The stalwart adventurers, after defeating the undead centaur-buiild, descend into the bowels of the graveyard, trying to race to the undead centaur's master before they wake up...
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The party find themselves in the graveyard in the aftermath of their bout with the the undead amalgamation of knight and rider that was Ser Fiore. Among the artificial, skeletal centaur's bones Crik spotted an unusual gem carved into the shape of an eye. And to confound matters further, while they were dealing with her, the "guard" that let them into the graveyard closed and locked the gate behind them.

The party have had a few minutes to collect themselves and catch their breath after the brief but violent struggle, and are now faced with the decision of what to do next.

The mausoleum stands in the southwest corner, its doors still closed tight so the party haven't yet had opportunity to see what might be found inside- although they did find tracks leading from the unearthed graves towards it. The locked gate rattles with the chill breeze in the northeast. And the graveyard is still, for the time being.

Bryn looks from the knight/horse they rode in on, to the locked gate, to the mausoleum, to the others. "So... we goin ta see what creepy shite's probably in there... " a metal finger points at the mausoleum " .. or we chasin down the guard ta figger out why he locked us in?" a mechanical thumb jabs towards the gate. "I figger we might as well take care o' the stuff 'ere, first. Since we's already 'ere."

Ulthan looks at the mausoleum, his shape shrinking as his magic runs out. "I suspect we would be better off trying to ctach whoever that master was, when we are not supposed to disturb them yet... I seriously doubt we would have much chance if they are undisturbed and ready for us..."

Burai is still in the form of a Dire Tiger. He pads towards the masoleuk and lowers his nose to sniff at some of the tracks. Then he eyes the gate balefully. "There may be less room to move inside," he muses aloud. As before his voice is still recognizeable although this time its deeper and growly. "I dont think I shoukd go first..."

Still holding his side where ribs were broken by the knight-centaur-whateverthefuckthatwasomg, Skyler shrugs one shoulder at Bryn, "I mean, I wouldn't mind shaking that damned cleric until they heal all my owies and then come back, but I also think we have the element of surprise... for now." He points out, grimacing Ulthan gets a nod in agreement. "Seconded. Besides, we *might* walk into an ambush there, but we *know* we are here."

GAME: Crik rolls appraise: (9)+7: 16
GAME: Ulthan rolls kdun: aliased to knowledge/dungeoneering: (9)+4: 13
GAME: Haggerty rolls knowledge/dungeoneering: (19)+9: 28
GAME: Haggerty rolls knowledge/nature: (13)+9: 22

Crik continues to stare at the gem, and then pecks at the gem few times. He tilts his head this way and that. Eventually he pries a piece of glass from his cloaks and places it against the surface of the gem. "It is from a statue." He finally concludes - and then it disappears into his palm. "We don't _have_ to walk into the ambush. Maybe there is another way into that place." He points at the mausoleum. "Always a secret entrance to a good ghoulish rest place."

Haggerty was markedly distracted, partially by the vile lancer's presence which seemed a disturbing mockery of his primary faith. Moreover, the fact of drawing up a map of the lay of the land to pinpoint ways to the structure the shapechanging Burai felt out. The Aesir blinks and agitatedly points at his sketch while the tiny canine sounds a sad noise. He takes a studious look at the hurt tiger and the others to see who might need a potion the most, or a bandage, "Who needs a bandage, please?" The redheaded guy sighs, "Good points everyone! Look how the area by the mausoleum is like a fort? Looks like some little watchtower! There is a sizable depression between it and much of the center. The thing under us is buried a good few fathoms. Lots of earthwork! Come see the drawing, please! I wish I'd find another direct entrance, but our avian friend might?" To Ulthan, "Thank you for your mighty swings!"

Haggerty nods to Crik, "We have to find that statue. Anything stick out? It has to be an older statue or something which appeals to users of dark necromancy. Maybe."

"Crik, you don't know where that's been! Stop tasting it." Skyler protests weakly, as he finds a headstone to lean against. Despite the moaning and groaning, several of the group have adventured with the brash ex-pirate often enough to know that it's mostly theatrics... He's hurt, but not nearly as badly or else he wouldn't have the energy for the bitching and moaning.

Pale grey-green eyes squint around, before he shrugs one shoulder, "I got nothing. I expect if we sit around talking too long, though, more of the graves are gunna pop open. And given the horse bitch thought she was defending her people still, don't assume it'll be some obvious spooky statue."

Bryn looks to Skyler with a tusky grin. "Ye'll be fine. Rub some dirt on it. Can get 'em kissed all better after, ey?" Then to Crik with a nod. "If'n there's one, le's go find it." Another nod. "Statue, right." So she starts looking around for one.

Burai turns to watch Crik and then Haggerty. He emits a huff of agreement? Possibly. And then begins tracing Sir Fiore's path back to where she emerged and charged the party.

GAME: Bryn used a Wand of Cure Light Wounds.
GAME: Bryn used a Wand of Cure Light Wounds.
GAME: Bryn rolls 1d8+1: (8)+1: 9
GAME: Bryn rolls 1d8+1: (1)+1: 2

Haggerty scratches his neck, ohs, looks down to the pug, smiles, and scritches his neck. The all-dark fellow relaxes and sigh-snorts. The dog carrier shrugs meekly at the flourishing swordman's commentary, then chuckles with mirth to his eyes at the oruch's words. The wizard nods with a slight wobble of his moisture accumulating hat, "We should not tarry. Ambush up here or down there is the same." High time to get a-searching.

The party dedicate the next hour or so to scouring the graveyard looking for any clues- not wanting to try the Mausoleum before making sure they haven't left any stone unturned first.

What they discover is that several more of the graves have been disturbed in the less recent past, though whoever did it had the sense to fill them back in to cover their tracks. Which seems to indicate that whatever is behind these grave robberies has been going on for a long time, and perhaps more concerning, growing bolder. A pattern emerges, too. Most of the stolen bodies had some martial prowess in life, or some ancestral tie to the town's founding noble family.

The fence around the graveyard has ivy growing in several places that will make scaling it easier should they chose to do so. The large oak in the centre of the graveyard seems to be growing sickly, although no natural cause can be discerned- in places where its bark has been wounded in the past, faint red stains linger. The other, younger trees also show some signs of similar mysterious malady though less advanced.

No further ingress to the structure beneath the graveyard becomes obvious during the search, but it seems all but certain that the squat mausoleum on its low earthen dais is connected to the structure beneath somehow.

"Bet you a gold piece that it's a local and that's why the guard and temple seem to be in on it." Skyler says gloomily to Bryn as they finish their investigation, standing beneath the dying branches of the tree in the center, "And they asked for adventurers to get fresher stock for whatever bullshit is happening downstairs."

He glances around at the others, saying, "So we're going down, right? And not in the fun way."

Ulthan shrugs and heads for the doors to the mausoleum, thne waiting for Crik and the rest to catch up. "How does the door look? Any surprises visible?"

Bryn helps the search, nostly by following behind the morphed Burai. Since she's doing that anyways, she pulls out a wand to give some healing snoot boops.

The search answers some questions.. and maybe sparks some they hadn't thought to ask yet. "Ye," she looks to Sky, "we're goin..." Then there's the big grin again. "'N who says it ain' gonna be fun?! Be skulls ta smash 'n bones ta break! C'mon!"

Burai returns to the mausoleum. His demeanor seems determined now. Almost eager. "Yes," he agrees. "Therre's something unaturral going on down therre." He sizes up the door. "It's time to put an end to it."

GAME: Crik rolls perception+2: (20)+11+2: 33

Crik heads on after the others, having dug around some odd spots and spent _inordinate_ amount of time hopping like a bird in few spots, cawing restlessly. The door presents a new challenge and he walks towards it, fingers already digging into his cloa-

"No, the door is not trapped and it was recently opened." The corvid thief then says, holding up his hands. "This grave is poor design." The corvid moves to find himself a proper cloak, trying to disguise himself. "... what should I disguise as?" He suddenly asks, staring around.

"They took the dead veterans. Something sticks out about the names of the dead, but I do not see those cross references clearly." The pooch lets his tongue lol a while. The learned spellcaster takes more notes and crosses out where the search is complete to deny wasted time in that regard. No snuff not to sneeze on what should be holy ground. "Maybe the reddened old tree or some relief in the mausoleum, but I do defer to the experts." The wizard shuts up and smiles to Crik. He upnods to Bryn after, points to his purse. "I have no idea, really. Maybe a guardsman?"

"Guess they don' build 'em ta keep stuff out," Bryn shrugs. "Or in, neither." She gives Crick an eye-ing over before suggesting, "Howsa bout a walkin dead thing? Maybe that'll fool 'em?"

Since (he said) the door wasn't trapped, and she's not the best at standing still, she steps up to open the door and opens it to head on inside.

"You could disguise yourself as a corpse!" Skyler offers helpfully to Crik, holding his arms up and shambling forward and towards the mausoleum zombie-like, "Just smear some mud on yourself, maybe let your tongue loll out the side of your beak?"

He straightens up, and squares his shoulders, "So we're in agreement? I suggest sending Corpse-Crik in first.... Orrr Bryn." He pops his lapels, shakes his head, and follows after the Bard.

The heavy mahoggany and brass doors of the mausoleum aren't the easiest thing to push open, it takes a good amount of force to get them moving, but once they do start moving they move smoothly on well maintained hingest. Inside are the expected accoutrements of a mausoleum- richly carved pillars of stone depicting the names and deeds of family long passed, an offering plate, a brazier for incense- currently empty- and in the center, a large sarcophagus, the marble lid expertly carved with the likeness of an elderly man in noble attire, clutching a sceptre in clasped hands over his chest. The carving's eyes are open- unusual for a sarcophagus- and one of them is set with a red gemstone. The other socket is empty.

Ulthan follows close to the start of the column of investigators, to better reach the front when combat occurs.

GAME: Bryn rolls perception: (11)+11: 22
GAME: Skyler rolls perception: (11)+10: 21
GAME: Burai rolls perception: (10)+13: 23
GAME: Ulthan rolls perception: (7)+9: 16
GAME: Haggerty rolls Perception+2: (12)+6+2: 20
GAME: Crik rolls perception: (19)+11: 30

Burai pads slowly about in the interior, paying careful attention of course to the sarcophagus. "This is the way down," he points with his nose

"Crik stares at Skyler. "That is what I was thinking." He looks down at his clothes, then back up. "But my cloaks are expensive." They look they were found from the nearest alley with the lice and rats smoothed out. Still, the corvid starts arranging all the layers into a vague facsimile of a walking corpse; pile of mud smeared into his beak.

The corvid hops over and then looks at one of the others. Then looks at Skyler. "Bloody up the cloak?" He suggests, since the man was the most injured one. His attention is then turned towards the sarcophagus, and he holds up the red gem. "With my years in archeology - I have concluded this gem opens the path below."

Bryn is not an archaeologist. Nor a gemologist. Nor any kind of -ologist. Still, she knows a little about missing eyes and does, it seems, know how to count gems.

She points and snorts a bit impatiently. "So, put't'in already 'n let's get on with it! Ain no fun just standin round waiting!"

"I read about something similar in the latest book in the Tusk Love series!" Skyler exclaims, joining the crowd around the statue. "It was the chapter where Captain Tusktooth took Genevieve into the catacombs to make love to her on his wife's grav..." He pauses, squinting over at Crik, "Are you asking me to spit on you? That's kinda gross." He purses his lip, before leaning in and gently hawking up and spitting a bit of bloody phlegm on the corvid, flushing slightly and pointedly not looking at anyone as he follows up by wiping blood off the mithril shirt under his coat and smearing it on Crik's hood. "Gods this is *weird*."

Haggerty stretches a little and follows into the postvitality dedicated edifice. He takes the scene in while his blue gloved hand busies the familiar. "Indeed, do not let the lady wait more than is necessary." The blue eyed man has to smile at Skyler's antics despite the grossness. Warpaint is warpaint. "Thank you for your sacrifice, Good Crik."

Burai watches the proceeds without expression. Then he turns back towards the sarcophagus. Finally he glances at Crik again. "Perhaps it would be good for all of us to prepare." He casts a glance at the others. "After this we may not have another chance."

GAME: Burai rolls perception: (14)+13: 27
GAME: Burai casts Longstrider. Caster Level: 7 DC: 14

Crik doesn't flinch from that spit, looking at Skyler. "Oh, I thought you were bleeding." He says with a blank stare. "This is not the weird. We fought a half centaur, half man, a lost spirit in search for lost honor." He reminds, then continues to search for things to finish up his disguise. "... who shall carry me as the corpse?" He asks, before he starts to mutter, "... I should have purchased a buckler..." He mutters by himself, as he starts to stick colored fabric strips to give facsimile of the town guard's uniform.

When everyone is ready, he reaches out to put the gem in its place.

Once the gemstone is inserted into its waiting socket, there is a click, followed by a thunk, and then a grinding vibration as unseen mechanisms drag the sarcophagus and its plate back away from the entrance. They grind along the stone floor, the plate striking first. The sarcophagus continues to move for several more moments until the head of it rests against the far wall, and a false panel falls away to reveal a lever.

The space below the false floor has another dais of stone, which rises up to meet the level of the floor, settling into place before a central pressure plate rises up, waiting for feet. Anyone with even a smattering of knowledge of engineering will at once recognize it as an elevator, presumably to convey them below.

It will be a bit of a squeeze to fit them all on at once, but they should just be able to manage it.

"The tiger healed me; usually healing energy stops any bleeding first." Skyler points out to Crik as he scratches at a scab on his neck, before adding, "We could throw you across Burai's back? I'm sure the locals use dire tigers in their funeral rites all the time, nothing suspicious at all." Beat. "Should we put a collar on him so he looks like he's domesticated?"

But then they're faced with an elevator, and Skyler squares his shoulders, "If I plummet to my death, burn my packs before the authorities get to them." He tells the group, before hopping onto the elevator fearlessly.

Ulthan doesn't hop, but moves onto the platform of the elevator carefully. "Let's hope we don't fall, we'd make for ugly undead, all mushed up... Heck, they'd have another of those chmeras then..."

Bryn is quick to hop up onto the elevator. She even does two things to help the team: 1) sheaths her large blade and 2)offers to grab other folks and pull them in a big oruch hug closer to get everyone to fit, if needed. "Ha! Don'tcha worry, none. I's pretty 'nuff fer all of us, if'n we get all mashed up together." Hmm. Would they end up with whiskers and a tail, too? That would be ... different. Then again, so would being turned into some kind of undead.

Burai crowds onto the platform when it's his turn. This can go wrong in so many ways, he thinks...and yet, isn't that always the case.

Haggerty watches the others manage their preparations and opens the belted bag with the scrolls. He puts the drawing away and gets his staff readied. The learning parched man cranes his neck to see better. The nature of this particular mechanism is interesting. The man in blue whistles, "That is one elaborate contraption, if you ask me. A full blown lifting device!" He carefully pats Ulthan, "Let us see first, please. And if we die, we will bring honor to us all. May the Maiden and her Chosen lady shield us from the gloomiest curse!" To Burai, "I have left the horse blanket with Leif, I am afraid."

Once the party are piled onto the lift, it's near impossible not to activate it as they are crowded- stepping on the pressure plate in the centre kicks it into motion and it begins to descend slowly through the earth. The light filtering from above doesn't travel far in the narrow confines, and they are soon descending into the cool earth accompanied by the rumbling of stone against stone and ancient mechanisms.

Eventually, the lift reaches an antechamber at the base of the shaft, barely bigger than the lift itself and settles into place with a dull thud. Ahead of the party, a pair of solid stone doors swing open of their own volution revealing a long chamber ahead.

Massive pendulum blades hanging from the ceiling swing back and forth over a narrow walkway spanning a thirty foot deep pit. Squatting at the far side of the pit on a landing are a pair of short, ugly, imp-like statues.

GAME: Skyler rolls perception: (1)+10: 11 (EPIC FAIL)
GAME: Bryn rolls perception: (12)+11: 23
GAME: Haggerty rolls Perception+2: (8)+6+2: 16
GAME: Ulthan rolls perception: (20)+9: 29
GAME: Burai rolls perception: (3)+13: 16
GAME: Crik rolls perception: (13)+11: 24

To be fair, Skyler wouldn't usually complain about being crushed among the bodies of other adventurers. Some people would probably pay top money for it! But because he was the first on the plate, and everyone surrounded him, he's unfortunately unable to see *anything*. No sign of imps, no view of the swinging blades, nothing.

"Are we there yet?" He asks brightly, "I think it settled."

Ulthan cranes his head to look at the chamber, and then he narrows his eyes. "Uh-oh, I think we have company, those little statues don't want to stay still..."

Ulthan then extricates himself out of the pile of adventurers on the platform, then stops and squints again. "There's something weird in the wall over there, it doesn't look like it fits... And there's something prodding out by it... Ah, a secret door and its mechanism!"

"Looks like't!" Brynn assures Skyler before taking a step off to unsurround/be unsurrounded a little and help with seeing what's to see.

For her, this doesn't amount to much, so she listens to fill in. "So we gots statues 'n some kinda door. Guessin we worry bout the movin things, first, ey?"

Ulthan says, “Moving things includes the statues, you know...”

Burai waits for the others to step off of the platform. Then he sizes up the space and emits a low growl. As crowded as the platform was, the walkway is even smaller. He edges forward enough to lower his head and peer at the pit. Then forward at the pendulums. "Perrhaps there is a way to stop the blades," he offers. "Surely they can't expect everyone who comes this way to dodge those." Then he hesitates as another thought comes to him. "It's like a trrap."

Once he's free from the cuddle puddle, Skyler straightens up his coat, drawing his blade again and making sure his buckler is strapped on right. He then turns, and *stares* at the situation he's confronted with. "Wha... how? *Why*? Why the hell would anyone make something like this in a crypt?" He asks, incredulous, "Like... Who comes down here to oil those?" He points at the swinging blades, "How do they keep them from rusting? Gods above, I can't wait to leave this damn village. They're all *insane*. We're insane for trying to cross that!"

Crik was expecting more of an explosive journey down - not being squeezed into a bunch of adventurers and then be greeted to a sight straight out of adventurer books. "... this looks like something out of those Tusk Love books of yours." The corvid says and then starts to flip over his endless books of notes and sketches, slowly walking forward with one foot. "In my experience, a careful elaborate mechanism to protect the treasures within usually requires long study or adventureous spirit." He slaps his notes shut and looks back up. "Or a perverse quantity of explosives."

"And I am all out of explosives." He flutters his tail. "Let us look for clues and throw rocks at those statues, yes?"

Oh. Hug. Nice! Haggerty mumbles something utterly incomprehensible to the oruch ministrel's metal arm. And is slow to let go, hugging back which sees the man with the doge take a half step when the singer lady ends the gesture. The pointy hat is pulled into his face when the thin Aesir gives room. Cough. Oh looksee! It is a deadly pit and pendulum arrangement. The scientific spellslinger tries to make sense of the trap pattern and says lowly, "I could try to lower the chance of the blades chopping us to minced elk. Else I could hold the statues, if they are planar guardians?" Hagg pulls a few braids back over his shoulder, "We could rope up and around the ledge, then crawl along the underside. Good Crik, to wit, can you tell the space the blades grant to the walkway, please?" Wait what!? He looks over to the hidden opening.. thing.. "Maugrim's rusty dirks! Those arches foil my backup plan!" The pug yowlysnorts under his contained breath. "Right. Uhhmm. Can you grow roots around the base of the mechanism, Good Shapechanger?"

Bryn now gets her eye on the walkway, the pit under it, the swinging pendulum blads over it. "Huh. Looks like somebody wants ta keep peoples out.. or summin in..." She heads up to the walkway, though plans to stop short of the first pendulum to get a better look at it. And, you know, not get chopped up by it.

GAME: Thurid rolls 4: (17)+4: 21
GAME: Thurid rolls 1d4: (4): 4

As Bryn passes the archway seperating the antechamber from the death trap ahead of the group, the statues lurch into life. The two at the far side reach for darts, but the party are ready for them and they fail; to get a drop on Bryn. One does, however, literally get the drop on Bryn- it had been clinging to the ceiling, and drops down behind her, raking her back with stone claws on the way.

GAME: Thurid rolls 4: (11)+4: 15
GAME: Thurid rolls 4: (12)+4: 16
GAME: Thurid rolls 4: (15)+4: 19
GAME: Thurid rolls 4: (10)+4: 14
GAME: Thurid rolls 1d4+1d3+1d3: (1)+(1)+(1): 3

The creature doesn't stop there, though, it lunges into a rapid, furious series of swipes, bites and even tries to gore Bryn with its diminuative horns- it lands several hits, but none of them are especially telling. What the creature has in ferocity, it lacks in raw power it seems.

Bryn's new vantage further into the room does afford her a glimpse of something though- it seems that there is an alternative path onto the far platform- there seems to be a passage leading off from its eastern side.

GAME: Ulthan rolls weapon1: (20)+9: 29 (THREAT)
GAME: Ulthan rolls weapon1: (18)+9: 27

Haggerty takes a step to the left, out of cover. He bites his lower lip, a gray roll of cobwebs in one hand, his staff in the other. He swings the hand with the gunk back and waits.

GAME: Ulthan rolls damage1+damage1: aliased to 1d10+5+1d10+5: (2)+5+(5)+5: 17

Ulthan growls as he sees the Gargoyle drop on Bryn, and takes few hasty steps closer to intervene, swinging his huge flail overhead on top of the stony imp, hitting straight, but unfortunately not putting the creature out.

GAME: Bryn rolls weapon1-2: (6)+10+-2: 14

Bryn didn't see the thing around the corner (it was on her blind side, afterall), but she feels it when it claws her. A little. "Ah! Ey!" She whirls quickly, pulling out her big curveblade and taking a swing at it in the same motion. It's just a hurried motion, and she doesn't realize how small it is until after her swing swipes right over its head.

GAME: Skyler rolls weapon1: (17)+12: 29 (THREAT)
GAME: Skyler rolls weapon1: (8)+12: 20
GAME: Skyler rolls damage1: aliased to 1d6+5: (5)+5: 10

"Oiy!"

GAME: Thurid rolls 7: (19)+7: 26
GAME: Thurid rolls 7: (6)+7: 13
GAME: Thurid rolls 1d3: (2): 2

"Oiy!" Skyler moves forward, only to find himself blocked in by the Wall That Is Ulthan and Crik on the other side of him. Skyler grimaces, leaning around the corner to swing his blade in an attempt to defend the Bard currently getting clawed at. He frowns, and while the strike does bounce off the creature, seemingly avoiding any damage, it's delivered with such precision that it does end up shattering the gargoyle. "Watch out, there's gargoyles." He says lamely.

GAME: Skyler gains ONE point of PANACHE.
GAME: Bryn rolls fort: (11)+6: 17

THe two Gargoyles on the other side of the chamber throw their darts Bryn's way- one of them sails wide, but the other lands true, piercing her flesh. The wound sears, the weapon obviously coated in something unpleasant- but it doesn't seem to be causing any immediate harmful effects beyond those of being stuck with a pointy object.

GAME: Burai casts Air Walk. Caster Level: 7 DC: 17

Burai growls in a low ryhtmic series of sounds, and adds a gesture with one savage clawed foot lifted in the air. Then he begins trotting off of the edge of the platform. Only he continues to walk, even with nothing but air under his paws. He adds a few growls in the direction of the gargoyles as he approaches.

GAME: Crik rolls weapon2: (3)+8: 11

Crik looks around as _things_ happen, his beak open. "I forgot to poke the ceiling with a stick." He pulls out his hand crossbow, mud dripping off his beak. "Always poke the ceiling with a stick." He then moves forward and attempts to line up a shot at the other imps, but misses miserably.

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Beyond the Pale Part 2

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Ulthan: Beyond the Pale Part 2 log

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==Log Info==

*Title: Beyond the Pale Part 2

*GM: Thurid

*Characters: [[Bryn]], [[Burai]], [[Crik]], [[Skyler]], [[Ulthan]]

*Place: Graveyard in village of Sendor

*Summary: Our stalwart heroes investigate the graveyard with the missing corpse issues... And find more than they might be able to chew.
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The party have just convened at the Cemetery in question- They have the names of three people who have recently purchased shovels, though all seemed to have decent enough reason to want one. The local burial pracices have been discussed- with most being committed to the soil rather than other forms of funerary practices. The local watch have been made aware they are here, courtesy of a page from the temple of Althea. And Burai has done a little subterranean scouting and discovered something possibly alarming- there is an extensive underground structure beneath the cemetery. One which none of the townspeople nor the guild listing for the job saw fit to mention, it seems.

And so here they are, at the entrance of the rather well-kempt cemetery, ready to take a closer look at the unearthed graves to see if they can't find a clue as to who has been doing it, and why. And ideally, putting a stop to whatever is disturbing the sanctity of their rest.

GAME: Ulthan rolls perception: (12)+9: 21
GAME: Skyler rolls perception: (10)+10: 20

"Well." Skyler adjusts the buckler on his arm, glancing at the motley crew that's assembled as he checks the various vials and such attached to the inside of his leather greatcoat, "It's not like the corpses are getting any older, but we certainly are." He then draws his scimitar, spins it flashily, and then makes his way towards the nearest of the open graves, careful to keep an eye on the mausoleum to the southwest.

GAME: Crik rolls perception: (12)+11: 23
GAME: Burai rolls survival: (20)+13: 33

Crik had in the meanwhile flipped his cloaks out and open enough to become the gravedigger. At least in quick appearances; he was not in fact carrying a shovel, nor a lantern, nor much more than just shabby looking clothing. "Remember to burn anything that attempts to crawl out of the earth." The corvid says and walks on after the sky pirate, beak open as he carefully looks around the graveyard.

Ulthan, having reached the open graves, looks around and hmms. "These coffins seem broken enough, and not with tools, I'd say ..."

Burai follows the others towards the graves, but spends more time searching the ground nearby. After he reaches the second open grave he takes a few moments and then slowly orients himself and begins walking away from the grave towards the next open grave. Once again he studies the ground, follows a set of tracks...then finally after a few steps he glances ahead. "Both of these have tracks leading towards the Mausoleum." He glances back at the first grave. "I'm almost certain the first will as well if we go back to look..."

"There's nothing left in the graves, either." Skyler adds as he stands besides Ulthan, tilting his head slightly with narrowed eyes. "Whatever it is, I don't think it's just a case of bandits trying to improve their gear." He glances towards the mausoleum, "I think we're going to have to go in there, friends."

Crik leans over over one of the graves to the north, and hurriedly starts making notes. "This grave has been opened recently. Ser..." He flips open one of his endless number of notebooks. Then another. Then another, that looked like it just had scribbles of a mad person. Then another. Just plain notebook. "... I misplaced my book on heraldry." He makes a sad noise from the back of his throat.

Notes finished, he pokes around the rest of the graves. "Why these graves?" He asks. "Why a horse?" Another hop around a grave. "Why a mausoleum?"

GAME: Crik rolls stealth: (19)+13: 32

As the party approach the mausoleum in the south, there is the rusty creak of the gate to the cemetery swinging shut with a clang and then a thunk as it locks. Turning back, the guard that had been standing just outside is gone. As if that weren't ominous enough, there is the slow noise of stone grinding against stone as dust begins to shake itself loose from the disturbed sarcophagus Crik previously noted. The lid continues to move, inch by inch, until it overbalances and topples off with a loud crash.

Skeletal hands grip the edges of the sarcophagus and then begin lifting out a horse-headed and armor clad human torso. What is perhaps less expected, is that the rib cage and spine eventually gives way not to a pelvis but to the clavicle of a horse. The hands reach back into the grave, drawing forth a shield and lance, while skeletal equine forelimbs drag the remainder of the body out of the grave- an amalgam of rider and her mount, not a natural born centaur, but a necromantic creation to judge by the leather straps and rivets that attach human parts to horse.

Cold, blue fire ignites in the eyes the horse skull atop human shoulders, and the lance is brandished as the fused creature leaps from its tomb and stomps the earth.

Her armour and shield bears still the heraldry of a Sendoran royal knight, and the armor she wears though marred with grave dust is finely crafted and ornate marking her as nobility.

GAME: Thurid rolls 12: (4)+12: 16

Crik was flipping and flopping his cloaks, almost as if trying to decipher the correct shade to wear for the winter - before he suddenly pauses and slowly turns his beak. Rookie mistake. Always bash the skeletons heads in. He hurriedly gestures at the rest of the party in... indecipherable handspeek, before hopping to hide behind one of the gravestones, hand crossbow in hand.

The skeletal lancer steps forwards a few deliberate paces, staring at Skyler, Burai and Ulthan- she doesn't appear to have noticed Crik sneaking up towards her, and speaks. The horse skull that has replaced her human head does not move when she does, but her voice echoes out all the same- "The master yet gathers strength, and his rich slumber will not be disturbed by thee." she proclaims, and points the tip of her lance towards the trio.

Oh no. It speaks! It _speaks_. Crik holds up his hands and three fingers, with thumb sticking out. He juts them out forward two times, then makes an o-shape with both of his hands. Finally, he spins one of the fingers around in the hair.

No, this was not handspeech.

After, he grabs his hand crossbow again and waits for the rider to get closer.

"See, this is why I asked if animals were going missing too." Skyler says to no one in particular, with a wide grin, "I knew they were doing creepy stuff! Man, we really should have gotten some holy water or something."

He shakes his head, and reaches into his coat with one hand, pulling out a vial of alchemist fire. "And who is going to stop us? You? By the time we're done, the only thing you'll be fit for is jerky and bone broth, bitch." He laughs, a slightly maniacal sound, "Bring it!"

GAME: Skyler rolls intimidate: (19)+10: 29
GAME: Ulthan casts Enlarge Person. Caster Level: 5 DC: 13

Ulthan shakes his head as he sees the party is entirely wrong-footed by being surprised from behind. He mutters under his breath while embracing his internal magic, doubling in height and becoming a large, imposing force...

Burai falls forward onto his hands as his body shifts and morphs into a large feline shape with savage claws and fur and oversized incisors. "We will not be threatened by the likes of you!" He growls, somehow managing passable speech even with his giant jutting fangs.

GAME: Crik rolls weapon2: (7)+8: 15
GAME: Skyler refreshes special ability pools.
GAME: Thurid rolls 12+2: (2)+12+2: 16
GAME: Skyler spends ONE point of PANACHE.

Ser Fiore, Skeletal Knight braces the lance and then barrels towards Skyler- apparently his words didn't shake her, but they certainly provoked her as she charges towards him, bone hooves pounding the earth and kicking up clods of soil as she rushes in. At the last moment, the lance is thrust forwards but Skyler deftly avoids the blow and she drags the tip of her lance through the earth without effect.

GAME: Skyler rolls acrobatics+5: (8)+12+5: 25
GAME: Thurid rolls 11: (19)+11: 30
GAME: Skyler rolls weapon1: (14)+12: 26
GAME: Skyler spends ONE point of PANACHE.
GAME: Thurid rolls 1d3+3: (3)+3: 6
GAME: Thurid rolls 11: (15)+11: 26
GAME: Skyler rolls ranged: (11)+9: 20
GAME: Skyler rolls 1d6: (4): 4
GAME: Skyler used a Alchemist's Fire.
GAME: Ulthan RAGES!, gaining +2 to melee attack/damage/Will saves and 10 temporary HP
GAME: Ulthan rolls weapon1: (18)+10: 28
GAME: Ulthan rolls damage1: aliased to 2d8+9: (3)+9: 12

Narrowly avoiding the charge, Skyler lets out a yelping noise of panic. He attempts an dive towards the rear of her. Her attack is met with his shield in an attempt to open her to a slash, but he doesn't quite manage it and is knocked ass over appetite away from her. He makes a hiss of pain, stumbling back, and tosses the vial of alchemical fire in his hand at her.

Ulthan lets out an ululating warcry as he rushes, but not charges, the undead abomination, his huge feet stomp the ground as he begins to shimmer and blur into the scenery while his Rage takes hold. The long strides catch up to the Skeletal knight, and his huge flail swings and connects sideways on the torso of the human part of the skeleton, splintering bones and tossing them about.

GAME: Burai rolls 13: (8)+13: 21
GAME: Burai rolls 13: (11)+13: 24
GAME: Burai rolls 13: (9)+13: 22
GAME: Bryn spends ONE use of BARDIC PERFORMANCE.

The large tiger hops forward, timing it so that it's pushing off on rear two legs so that claws can both lift to savage the 'knight' portion of the monstrous form....but shield and armor seem as strong in (un)death as any such protection would be for a living foe, and Burai's attacks only scratch at the enemy's defenses.

GAME: Crik rolls weapon1+2+1: (17)+9+2+1: 29

Bryn was expecting grave robbers, even when it was shownt that the graves to turned out, bodies and all. She was NOT expecting a grave to open and something dead (mostly?) to crawl out. Even less so something being part one and part another. She blinks slowly. "Somebody liked ridin 'er horsie way too much, 'r somebody else likes puzzles.."

However it came to be, it needs to not be. The oruchess pulls out or big curve blade and moves in, starting to belt a rousing, "Twice da bones, twice da breakin! Double da skulls, double da crackin!" Ok, so there are not double the skulls, but its the spirit of the thing...

GAME: Crik rolls damage1+3d6+1: aliased to 1d4+1+3d6+1: (3)+1+(14)+1: 19

Crik attempted to take a shot at the knight, but his hands were still stiff. "Skeletons don't ride, skeletons don't ride..." He mutters by himself, then switches over to his blade when the fray properly starts.

Waiting for an opportune moment behind the gravestone, the corvid egalrin suddenly leaps out and runs at the skeleton once knight. "Aim for the clavicles!" He yells as he leaps at the boney creature, his flat blade cutting into its enemy. "... one of them!"

GAME: Thurid rolls 12: (14)+12: 26
GAME: Thurid rolls 1d100: (59): 59
GAME: Thurid rolls 1d8+12: (8)+12: 20
GAME: Thurid rolls 7: (16)+7: 23
GAME: Thurid rolls 1d8+12: (8)+12: 20
GAME: Thurid rolls 11: (8)+11: 19
GAME: Thurid rolls 3: (4)+3: 7

Ser Fiore, Skeletal Knight is promptly surrounded by the party of adventurers, closing in on her from all sides. It seems they will swiftly overcome her defenses as several of their strikes land true. But then with a flare of cold fire in her dead eyes, she rears back and lunges out with her lance- striking true first to Ulthan's shoulder, and then another quick jab that catches Burai's advance and arrests it. She turns on the spot, swinging her shield arm out to fend off Bryn and Crik as well- though the strikes don't land, she's doing her best to keep them at arms length.

GAME: Skyler rolls 1d6: (4): 4
GAME: Skyler rolls acrobatics+5: (6)+12+5: 23
GAME: Skyler rolls acrobatics+5: (8)+12+5: 25
GAME: Thurid rolls 15: (12)+15: 27
GAME: Thurid rolls 1d8+6: (4)+6: 10
GAME: Skyler rolls weapon1+2: (10)+12+2: 24
GAME: Skyler rolls damage1+2+5: aliased to 1d6+5+2+5: (4)+5+2+5: 16
GAME: Ulthan rolls weapon1+2+2: (12)+10+2+2: 26
GAME: Ulthan rolls damage1+2: aliased to 2d8+9+2: (9)+9+2: 20

Again, Skyler moves with fluid grace, attempting a roll between Crik and the undead knight. Unfortunately, it's lance lashes out and catches him and he makes a mewling noise as he tries to tank the blow, staggering slightly before responding with a wicked lash of his sword at the joint of woman and skeleton.

GAME: Burai rolls 11: (11)+11: 22
GAME: Burai rolls 11: (4)+11: 15
GAME: Burai rolls 11: (6)+11: 17

Ulthan growls from the lance-bite in his side, but still windfs up into a massive swing of his flail, keeping the aim at the joint of woman and beast, hitting there and sendings few of the rivets and bones flying.

GAME: Burai rolls 2d6+6: (12)+6: 18
GAME: Bryn spends ONE use of BARDIC PERFORMANCE.
GAME: Bryn rolls weapon1+2+2-2: (19)+10+2+2+-2: 31 (THREAT)
GAME: Bryn rolls weapon1+2+2-2: (12)+10+2+2+-2: 24
GAME: Bryn rolls damage1+2+2+6: aliased to 2d4+7+2+2+6: (8)+7+2+2+6: 25
GAME: Crik rolls weapon1+2+1: (9)+9+2+1: 21

"Crackin skulls, crushin bone, bustin knuckles!" Its one part song, on part battlecry, one part instruction manual(?). Not that Bryn is equipped for smashing as well as, say, Ulthan, but she's still got a hefty piece of steel in hand. That she lifts overhead to drop down in a big swingon the back of the horsepart. Because it is the bigger part of the target and teh hardest to miss. "Ha!" And look, stuff does crack, even if its not actually crushed.

The warriors surrounding the skeletal enemy give Burai an opportunity - he snaps his powerful jaws shut on an overextended arm, momentatily holding it in a vicelike grip, but then releasing it and running his tounge over lips and fangs to try and remove the taste.

GAME: Thurid rolls 4d8+9: (15)+9: 24

Crik caws out loud as the knight proves her mettle even after death. His wings flutter as he observes Skyler take a hit. "... bad time to practice rolls, not-pirate." The corvid caws out, before he swipes at the tall beast, before he hops away from the lance range.

GAME: Thurid rolls 11: (11)+11: 22
GAME: Thurid rolls 1d3+3: (2)+3: 5
GAME: Thurid rolls 11: (13)+11: 24
GAME: Thurid rolls 13: (12)+13: 25
GAME: Thurid rolls 1d100: (6): 6
GAME: Thurid rolls 7: (2)+7: 9
GAME: Thurid rolls 6: (12)+6: 18
GAME: Thurid rolls 1d3+3: (2)+3: 5
GAME: Thurid rolls 7: (13)+7: 20

The skeletal knight is coming apart under the relentless assault from the party, she collapses slumping down and her equine legs folding beneath her. "No... I can't fail... I can't fail again..." she cries as an eerie blue flame spreads through her hollow ribcage. The flames grow in intensity before they burst out, enwreathing her dry bones in ghostly blue flames. She rises again, and with an ethereal bellow launches into another assault, shield swinging out to send Skyler sprawling once more and bloody Bryn's nose, Lance darting forth towards Ulthan, barely missing him thanks to his blurred outline, and Burai's tiger form which is too swift for her to pin down.

GAME: Skyler rolls 1d6: (4): 4
GAME: Skyler rolls weapon1+2+2: (17)+12+2+2: 33 (THREAT)
GAME: Skyler rolls weapon1+2+2: (4)+12+2+2: 20
GAME: Bryn casts Gallant Inspiration. Caster Level: 7 DC: 15
GAME: Bryn rolls 2d4: (6): 6
GAME: Skyler gains ONE point of PANACHE.
GAME: Skyler spends ONE point of PANACHE.
GAME: Skyler rolls damage1+damage1+2+10: aliased to 1d6+5+1d6+5+2+10: (6)+5+(5)+5+2+10: 33
GAME: Skyler spends ONE point of PANACHE.
GAME: Skyler gains TWO point of PANACHE.

As he stumbles back, the sky pirate looks in bad shape: his nose is broken from the repeated bashes of the skeletal shield, and he spits a bit of tooth out as he catches himself and prevents a tumble back. "Yes, Crik, thanks Crik." He mutters, and then after a moment's pause to consider with brow furrowed leaps forward...

His curved blade lashes out, and scores a wicked blow at the junction of horse and woman... Which turns into an bisection with a twist of his wrist and a shove of his body weight agaisnt tendons.

He then falls back, panting. "Is it over?"

GAME: Ulthan rolls perception: (6)+9: 15
GAME: Skyler rolls perception: (2)+10: 12
GAME: Crik rolls perception: (19)+11: 30

Once the fusion of human and equine spine is severed the flame bursts out, washing over the party with an unnatural chill- harmless, but unsettling- and then the remaining bones fall apart, clattering into the ground in a rough heap of bone and armour and armaments as she unholy second life goes out of this once proud knight. The graveyard is quiet once more, save for the party catching their breath after the sudden assault, and the incongruous noises of birds singing away as though the dead did not just rise.

Burai paces a few steps to one side, then turns and moves back in the other direction, always keeping his head trained on the skeletal remains. "She mentioned a 'master'...one that still slumbers?" Satisfied the bones will not rise again the feline head turns now to study the party. At first it's to see if they recall her words. But then he takes in some of the injuries, particularly Skyler's. After casting a quick look around graveyard, he pads towards the pirate, jaws widening slightly. "I can cure your wounds," he growls. Then pauses and closes his jaws. "With a spell, that is."

GAME: Burai rolls perception: (4)+13: 17
GAME: Bryn rolls perception: (4)+11: 15
GAME: Crik rolls knowledge/religion: (12)+3: 15
GAME: Burai casts Cure Moderate Wounds. Caster Level: 7 DC: 16
GAME: Burai rolls 2d8+7: (7)+7: 14
GAME: Bryn rolls knowledge/history: (17)+9: 26

Crik moves over Skyler and pats him on the back. "Yes, no more need to roll, the rattle is over." The corvid says with his beak open, "Always cut at the tendons and ligaments." He then moves over the collection of bones. He took a moment to clasp his hands and bow his head, as if in pray, before his notebook flips open and he starts writing rapidly.

"... this was not regular undead. Somebody created her, and that wind of resistance..." He then pauses, leans down and carefully rummages the bones. A moment later, he is holding an eye shaped gem in his gloved fingers. He doesn't mention anything about crows being ones to first peck eyes out. "Why her, though...?" He mutters, staring at his notes again, flipping papers rapidly with his thumb.

"Nice one, Sky Guy!" Bryn compliments before looking at the pile of bones. "Huh. Think I heard ma's ma talk abouto this one. Big noble-y Sendor knight. Fought the Bludguns all heroic-like. Died all heroic-like, too. Wha' she doin 'ere?

"Thanks." Skyler tells Burai as the druid offers the heal, collapsing down with a little whimpering sound he bites back. And then the healing energy washes over him, and he shudders. "Ooof. Makes my taint tickle." He shakes his head, and reaches up to set his own noise with a little squeak of pain before collapsing down onto his back, staring up at the sky. He does lift a hand to give Bryn a thumbs up, though.

GAME: Ulthan ends his rage.

Ulthan heaves as he wills his Rage to subside after the fall of the enemy. He leans on his flail's haft as he looks over at Bryn. "Remember, the tradition they mentioned?"

Burai huffs in response to Skyler and then casts his gaze about the cemetary again. "Master...she mentioned a master," he prompts the others. "Something about slumbering still." Finally he focuses on the masoleum. "Whoever it is she served in life, could they also be interred here? And preparing to rise just as she did?"

Ulthan says, “Fallen warriors are returned home...”

"'Swhat I think." Skyler says weakly from the ground, "I imagine someone is amassing an army downstairs. Maybe we should report to the temple and return with reinforcements?" Beat. "Or at least holy water?"

Crik eyes the eye gem, then carefully puts it between his beak and bites on it. "I think the master is probably alive. Or undead alive. Or - what is this gem?" He gives up and just looks at the shiny.

Ulthan sits down, still as tall as everyone else, while muttering. "Holy water sounds a good idea..."

Burai swivels his head to peer at the gate now. "Wait a moment...wait a moment. I remember now, the guard. Just before this abomination emerged." He shoots a murderous look at the pile of bones and armor. "The guard, he left and...and did he lock the gate behind him?"

Ulthan's head snaps up as he groans. "That would be real fine... Anyone got the description of that specific guard noted down?"

Crik looks around the party, then quickly starts ruffling around his notes and papers. "... I did not. All guards look alike." He lets out a long sad noise.

"Crik, that isn't sanitary." Skyler protests when Crik bites at the gem, slowly sitting up and wincing slightly as he gets to his feet slowly. He squints at Burai, adding, "I didn't pay much attention to the guard. Think we track him down before we go down?"

"Near as I can tell, they all smell alike as well." Burai adds in a growl.

Bryn frowns, scratches at her brow with a metal finger. "Wasn't mindin the guard so much 'n more the cemetary..." She then gives a big shrug. "Sounds like we oughtta find this master quick-like, then. 'Fore any army gets too big, ey?"

The Cemetary remains quiet for the time being, but the gate in question is definitely closed, and the guard they saw is definitely not there anymore. Closer examination will reveal that it is indeed locked. The fence surrounding the Cemetary is wrought iron and wouldn't be especially difficult to scale for someone with decent athletic ability.

And so, the undead enemy is felled but the party find themselves with more questions than answers. What could cause a noble knight to raise as an undead monstrosity? Why did the guard lock them in? What is this mysterious eye gem Crik found? Who is this unknown master? It's certainly seeming to be more complicated than a a simple case of grave robbery or even a lone necromancer helping himself to body parts.

A cool breeze blows through the graveyard, as though to remind them that despite Sendor's balmy clime, it is still in winter's grasp, and perhaps something more nefarious.

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==Log Info==

*Title: All Hands

*GM: Placeholder

*Characters: [[Bryn]], [[Tarsh]], [[Ulthan]]

*Place: Near the estate of Deyben Ahu

*Summary: Search for missing cat gives young adventurers some definitely hands-on experience
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Deyben Ahu's manservant Nasir Vali, a pale man only five and a little over a half feet tall with short black hair and an immaculate disposition explained the situation clearly. Miso - the lord's cat - is missing and presumed somewhere not on the grounds of the lords estate itself which has been thoroughly searched by the lord's servants.

Given the time of year however and some of the rumors about some of the 'spirits' about the region, the serving staff are somewhat reluctant to search the surrounding area for the cat. So... The mission falls upon those who are more capable with weapons and less superstitious. Now you find yourselves out in an inch of snow looking for a black cat in the dim light of the near-winter. It's cold, and it's lightly snowing.

What manner of cat wouldn't be indoors during this kind of weather?!?

GAME: Ulthan rolls survival: (11)+6: 17

Ulthan shrugs his poncho around himself as he steps out of the mansio, his eyes already scanning the ground for any signs of the wayward feline.

Bryn isn't all that superstitious and has a big weapon. Hunting cats isn't exactly her forte', but ... a job's a job, right? One of her recent ones was pickin' flowers, afterall. "So..." she wonders aloud as her eye tracks about the snow. "Anybody know how ta herd a cat?"

Ulthan says, “I was a sheep herder back home in Dran before I got big enough to join the family trade of running messages..." The big lug of human, for once not towering over his adventuring companions, is reminiscing. "But remember, we'll need to find them first, before we can see what we need to handle to return them home.”

Tarsh exits the mansion with the others, adjusting her own clothes, trying to keep the heat in. "Cats are out of my wheelhouse, sorry," she says. "As is tracking."

GAME: Tarsh rolls perception: (3)+9: 12
GAME: Ulthan rolls perception: (18)+8: 26
GAME: Bryn rolls perception: (18)+9: 27

Ulthan's eyes keep scanning the ground. "Nothing... Nothing liek a cat's track..." Ulthan pauses in his stalk. "Now what's this... Some tracks... Not something I can recognize right away... And they are wandering around... but then they ehad, roughly, towards there..."

In the distance you can hear the crunch of snow being pressed down, and the gentle hiss of a startled feline...

Ulthan's head snaps up and tries to pinpoint the direction of the hiss, must not have been too far.

Bryn flashes Tarsh a tusky grin, recognizing her from a prior meeting. "Still glad ta have ye, li'l sis. I'm Brynhildragar, by the by. Friends call me Bryn. Enemies call me Ohfargahh!" Then she gives the big guy a shrug. "All I'm good at findin's trou-" Her head tilts then swivels. "Ye hear that? Sounds like hissin. Could be our prey."

Only one way to find out for sure, so she starts headin that way. "'Ere, kitty, kitty?"

Tarsh gives Bryn a smile in return. "Tarsh, good to meet you!" she says. SHe looks between the others, and frowns a little. "What's up?" she asks, before following Bryn.

GAME: Tarsh rolls perception: (4)+9: 13
GAME: Ulthan rolls perception: (2)+8: 10
GAME: Bryn rolls perception: (18)+9: 27

As you stumble over rocks in the snow, Bryn spots a black shape atop one of the larger trees and identifies it as the cat you are looking for. What she also notes is something unusual at the base of the tree. It looks like some sort of... insect activity? Ants perhaps. No. Not ants. Hands. Crawling, creeping, hands. Five of them. Moving along without bodies to command them trying to get up the tree at the cat.

Well. That's not unusual.

Bryn spots the cat, first (whose name isn't Spot), one big finger pointing up at the tree. "Found it! Pretty sure that's- what in Kor's mighty arse are those?!" Now she's seen the ... hands at the base of the tree. "'N what're they tryina do? Give pets?" She guesses probably not, since the cat looks to be trying to stay out of reach.

Even if she's not sure what they are, she's not exactly in the mood to get handled right now, and she draws her big curveblade. Just in case. "Any ideas?"

Ulthan raises an eyebrow as he sees the... hands... that Bryn spotted. "I'll try to draw their attention, you can try to thin them then..."

GAME: Ulthan casts Enlarge Person. Caster Level: 4 DC: 13

With a quick word and gesture, Ulthan's form begins to fill up and out, turning from merely big guy to actually quite definitely a large one as his height doubles before everyone.

Tarsh squints a little at the hands, trying to work them out. "They must be handy to have round the house," she says with a smirk, getting her greataxe ready. She watches Ulthan gesture and grow in size before suggesting, "We go over there and get krumping?"

GAME: Tarsh rolls k/religion: (7)+k/religion: 7
GAME: Bryn rolls knowledge/religion: (7)+3: 10
GAME: Tarsh rolls knowledge/religion: Trained Use Only: 0
GAME: Bryn refreshes special ability pools.
GAME: Ulthan rolls weapon11: (15)+7: 22
GAME: Ulthan rolls damage11: aliased to 2d8+7: (7)+7: 14

Ulthan takes a huge step forward, reaching the approaching hands and takes a mighty swing at the first one in his reach. The hand takes the full hit straight on, and gets splattered by the large, fast flail going down.

GAME: Bryn spends ONE use of BARDIC PERFORMANCE.
GAME: Tarsh rolls weapon1: (11)+4: 15

Bryn can't side-eye Ulthan as he gets big; she has to turn her whole head, which she does. An encouraging wolf-whistle is loosed, followed by a woot as he steps up and squashes a hand. The woot turns into a belt as she calls out, "Ye! Crack 'em knuckles! Snap 'em wrists! Crush the fingers! Break the fists!" As she does so, she strides on up to help with his flank against the handsy things.

GAME: Tarsh rolls damage1: aliased to 1d12+4: (8)+4: 12

Tarsh follows the others to the hands, ending up on the other side of Ulthan to Bryn. With a powerful swing of her greataxe, she turns one of the hands into two half-hands.

GAME: Aftershock rolls 1d20+5: (14)+5: 19
GAME: Aftershock rolls 1d20+5: (6)+5: 11
GAME: Aftershock rolls 1d20+5: (4)+5: 9
GAME: Aftershock rolls 1d8+5: (4)+5: 9

The hands skitter around, one of them managing to climb up and grab Bryn around the throat, and the other two don't fair as well in their endeavor to harm the adventurers, but they do try. What's worse though, is that there seem to be backup coming in from behind Tarsh and Ulthan...

GAME: Ulthan rolls weapon11+1: (20)+7+1: 28 (THREAT)
GAME: Ulthan rolls weapon11+1: (10)+7+1: 18
GAME: Ulthan rolls damage11+1: aliased to 2d8+7+1: (11)+7+1: 19
GAME: Ulthan rolls 2d8: (10): 10
GAME: Bryn spends ONE use of BARDIC PERFORMANCE.
GAME: Bryn rolls weapon1+1: (1)+7+1: 9 (EPIC FAIL)
GAME: Bryn rolls weapon1+1: (14)+7+1: 22
GAME: Bryn rolls damage1+1+1: aliased to 2d4+4+1+1: (6)+4+1+1: 12

Ulthan swings his flail back up, then in a graceful loop brings it down on the next hand near him. As the huge flail swings down, there's a glint of the wintry sunlight touching on the accents on the metallic head, before it smashes through the hand that was Ulthan's target this time.

"Ye! Save the cat! Hands go splat! We-hrrk-farg you!" Bryn recovers from the momentary hand on her throat by swatting it back and then swinging at it with her curveblade. She splits it between middle and pointer fingers. "Hands off! Least buy me an ale first!"

GAME: Tarsh rolls weapon1+1: (2)+4+1: 7

Tarsh, seeing the hand strangle Bryn, moves over to help out. She moves over and takes a swing at the hand between then, unfortunately swining too high and missing the hand entirely.

GAME: Aftershock rolls 1d20+5: (2)+5: 7
GAME: Aftershock rolls 1d20+5: (4)+5: 9
GAME: Aftershock rolls 1d20+5: (8)+5: 13

Hands scurry about, and even more new ones enter the fray. Where are all of them coming from? There's so many! This is a whole lot of hands!

GAME: Ulthan RAGES!, gaining +2 to melee attack/damage/Will saves and 8 temporary HP
GAME: Ulthan rolls weapon11+1: (8)+9+1: 18
GAME: Ulthan rolls damage11: aliased to 2d8+9: (11)+9: 20

Ulthan grunts after smushing the previous hand and noticing the new hands crawling up to him. He lets out an ululating warcry that seems to fill him up some more, and at the same time his appearance becomes hazier, blurrier. And the huge flail makes another high-arcing swing to smash down the next enemy.

GAME: Bryn casts Boiling Blood. Caster Level: 4 DC: 15
GAME: Tarsh rolls weapon1+1+1: (11)+4+1+1: 17
GAME: Tarsh rolls damage1+1: aliased to 1d12+4+1: (8)+4+1: 13

Bryn is popular for a moment, which wouldn't be a bad thing any other time. The big big boi seems able to take care of himself pretty well, and she spies Tarsh helping her out. So she returns the faver to help her 'lil sis' out, too.

Her contalto belting of encouragments continues, but more growl is added, and some of the words used are now Yrch. The added emphasis falls in a beat; pulsing with the heart and stoking the blood. Specifically, that of Tarsh.

Tarsh lets out a roar as she feels her blood start boiling. She swings her axe down onto one of the hands with the full force of her magic-boosted strength, overwhelming the hand's existence.

GAME: Bryn rolls knowledge/religion: (14)+3: 17
GAME: Aftershock rolls 1d20+5: (16)+5: 21

One of the tiny hands finally manages to latch onto the giant Ulthan, clinging to him for all that it is worth. It's dirty nails digging into his flesh and gouging into him.

GAME: Ulthan rolls weapon11+1: (15)+9+1: 25
GAME: Ulthan rolls damage11+1: aliased to 2d8+9+1: (12)+9+1: 22

Ulthan ignores the hand clutching at his throat to thin the herd more with another heavy swing and spattered hand down on the ground. They can skitter and try to dodge, but they seem to mistake the size of the enlarged, enchanted flail smashing down on them and breaking them to ppaste.

Many fingers are broken, knuckles cracks, and hands slapped. Bryn's song speaks of this, though she doesn't immediately join back in doing so directly, herself. Between the boiling inspiration and the additional hands, her caterpillar brows are furrowed in thought and effort. Between refrain and verse she calls out, "Get the cat! Somethin's callin these things in. Ain' no sign o' stoppin n they showin up faster'n we can break 'em!"

She likes busting knuckles as much as the next oruch, but that doesn't mean she always sticks around when more and more of their friends show up. Well, most times. Like she said before, though, she hasn't had enough ale yet for all of that.

GAME: Aftershock rolls 1d20+5: (19)+5: 24
GAME: Aftershock rolls 1d20+5: (3)+5: 8

Tarsh considers moving to the hands, she stops to listen to Bryn. Hearing what she says, she makes a break for the cat's tree, stopping at the base and looking up.

The hand on Ulthan manages to silence the giant by clamping around his larynx. It's not a pretty sight, but the man can still breathe since the hand is so much smaller than his throat is. It does a bit more damage and blood trickles down his throat.

GAME: Ulthan rolls weapon11+1: (12)+9+1: 22
GAME: Ulthan rolls damage11+1: aliased to 2d8+9+1: (7)+9+1: 17

Ulthan's warcry has been silenced, but it doesn't stop the wide sweeps of his flail, like he was trashing cereals in the autumn harvest. Yet another mighty hit and another crushed hand on the ground.

GAME: Bryn spends ONE use of BARDIC PERFORMANCE.
GAME: Bryn rolls weapon1+1: (1)+7+1: 9 (EPIC FAIL)

"We got ye!" Bryn assures Tarsh as she heads for the cat. At least one hand has Ulthan, too, unfortunately, so now he may need some help (not a hand, though; plenty of those). His large, muscular form is a bit in the way, though, and she doesn't want to hit it with her weapon. Her swing goes a little too wide, missing Ulthan and hand alike.

GAME: Tarsh rolls athletics+1: (4)+8+1: 13
GAME: Tarsh rolls diplomacy: (2)+8: 10
GAME: Tarsh rolls diplomacy: (8)+8: 16
GAME: Aftershock rolls 1d20+5: (1)+5: 6 (EPIC FAIL)
GAME: Aftershock rolls 1d20+5: (1)+5: 6 (EPIC FAIL)
GAME: Aftershock rolls 1d20+5: (19)+5: 24
GAME: Aftershock rolls 1d20+5: (9)+5: 14

Tarsh starts awkwardly making her way up the tree, not making much progress. She looks up at the cat saying, "Hey kitty, come on down! You can trust me!" As sh calls out, she sees the cat come down a little towards her, very slowly.

One of the clawing hands manages to grab ahold of Bryn in the ruckus of hands that are popping up left and right. One goes down, but another pops up to take it's place a second later. It's a never-ending parade of endless hands!

GAME: Ulthan rolls weapon11+1: (11)+9+1: 21
GAME: Ulthan rolls damage11+1: aliased to 2d8+9+1: (7)+9+1: 17

Ulthan notices one of the hands getting grabby with the girl next to him, and with a quick sweep, he launches the mangled remains of that one out amidst the rest of the oncoming swarm of hands.

GAME: Bryn rolls weapon1+1: (1)+7+1: 9 (EPIC FAIL)
GAME: Tarsh rolls athletics+1: (10)+8+1: 19
GAME: Tarsh rolls diplomacy: (8)+8: 16
GAME: Aftershock rolls 1d20+5: (8)+5: 13
GAME: Aftershock rolls 1d20+5: (11)+5: 16
GAME: Aftershock rolls 1d20+5: (11)+5: 16

Bryn is not happy to have a hand grabbing her. Not one of those hands, and not like this. Thankfully, it rapidly goes away care of Ulthan. "Ha! Keep te yerself! Keep gettin slapped! Keep gettin cracked! Keep ...gettin the kitten!" More inspiration and direction for herself, Ulthan, and Tarsh is belted out.

Ulthan also gets a tusky grin for the assist. Nothin like a talented big guy at her side! Which maybe she is thinking of a bit too much as she swings down at one of the hands still near her only to slap her blade into the dirt.

Getting a better handle on climbing, thankfully before her fingers freeze, Tarsh makes better time up the tree. "See, such a good kitty! Look at you coming down to me!" she calls out to the cat who climbs onto her. She smiles as the cast nestles into her, giving it a quick pet once it;s settled in.

Another hand grabs Bryn, clinging to her armor and digging its nails into her vulnerable flesh.

GAME: Ulthan rolls weapon11+1: (2)+9+1: 12
GAME: Ulthan rolls weapon11+1: (17)+9+1: 27
GAME: Ulthan rolls damage11+1: aliased to 2d8+9+1: (9)+9+1: 19
GAME: Bryn spends ONE use of BARDIC PERFORMANCE.
GAME: Bryn rolls weapon1+1: (17)+7+1: 25
GAME: Bryn rolls damage1+1+1: aliased to 2d4+4+1+1: (5)+4+1+1: 11

There's another hand grabbing at the girl next to Ulthan, and then there's yet another swing that leads to mangled remains of a hand being swung out of the park. If this was the Colosseum during a baseball game, the crowd would go wild with cheers. Now, it's just one fetching Oruchess who keeps cheering for losing her grabbers.

GAME: Tarsh rolls athletics+1: (5)+8+1: 14
GAME: Aftershock rolls 1d4: (2): 2

"Ah-" Bryn starts out this verse a little worried as she oruchhandled a bit once again, though that changes when (once again) the grabby hand is splattered clear by Ulthan. "-HA! Snappin finger! Breakin bones! Grabbin cats! We got 'em now!" Her voice can be powerful, even if her lyrics are rather ... direct.

This time, she keeps her eye on the other hand scampering near her and manages to lop it into pieces. Only then does she hazard a glance back towards Tarsh-Cat-Tree. "How ye doin back there?"

With kitty safe in place, the half-oruch starts clmbing down the tree. Unfortunately the climb down is a bit more dramatic. The first couple of branches are alright, but the next has iced up a little and when Tarsh puts her weight on it, she slips off and slides down landing on the next a little hard. Safe brach, safe branch, then the next one breaks and she slides down a few feet of tree, digging her nails into the bark. Sadly Miso does't like the rugged ride and digs her claws into her green skin, making Tarsh call out loudly, just in time to answer Bryn's question. The last couple of fee of tree goes uneventfully, minus the bark and burn marks on her arms.

The remaining hands flop over, wither, and turn to dust. Whatever force of life that kept them alive is clearly dissipating. Soon enough there's no sign that there were ever any hands here at all save the disturbed snow showing the signs of combat. It's rather disturbing really.

Miso sits in Tarsh's arms purring contentedly now that everything is said and done, a fully black cat with golden eyes looking at you with too-wise eyes and a satisfied expression.

GAME: Ulthan ends his rage.

As the oncoming hands stop appearing and the ones present disssipate, Ulthan lets out a big breath, especially as the one at his throat lets go as well. His eyes cloud voer a little as he wills his Rage to dissipate, and his enchanted size is released as well, shrinking and leaning heavily on nearest thing capable of supporting him, which seems to be the Oruchess bard.

Bryn sees that Tarsh and Miso are on the ground and intact. That's excellent. She looks back ahead only to see the hands flop and disintegrate, leaving her blinking. "What the-oof." Now she suddenly has a not-quite-as-but-still large Ulthan leaning on her. The sound is more surprise than distaste, though, and she adjusts.

"Alright there, big guy? Thinkin we can take a breather if'n ye need one, 'fore we head back." Another look to Tarsh and company. "So long as the kitty stays happy, at least."

Tarsh slowly makes her way over to the others, with Miso in her arms. Stroking the cat a little, she asks, "Either of you mind if we get in the warm?"

Ulthan's breathing, heavy for a momeent, is easing rapidly, a testament of his physical stamine and conditioning. "Yeah, we should head indoors, but better be carfeful, and try to see if we can figure why they were after this little kitty..."

Which really is a great idea. So you guys start heading back to the house, since that's where the cat belongs. Thankfully, the cat comes back with you; and you all get paid for your work. Though the manservant is greatly troubled to hear about the undead on the property. He promises to have someone else look into the situation post haste. For now, you've all earned hot mugs of ale for your hard work. More than earned.

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==2024 Logs==
===January===
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|January 1, 2024
|[[New Face in Town]]
|[[Kadlin]], [[Murder]]
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|[[What is in a Name]]
|[[Khepri]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
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|[[Triangulating Assumptions]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Eztli]], [[Dirk]]
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|[[Magic and Archmages]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Kadlin]], [[Mikilos]], [[Murder]]
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|January 2, 2024
|[[In Search of a Forge]]
|[[Kadlin]], [[Harshad]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
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|[[Tales of Redemption and Grief]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
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|January 5, 2024
|[[Song and Holy Violence]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Aryia]], [[Verna]]
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|January 8, 2024
|[[An Ask of Mental Fortitude]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Harkashan]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
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|[[Axochitl's Aid]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]]
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|January 9, 2024
|[[Snowballs in the Gardens]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Eztli]], [[Mikilos]], [[Ness]], [[Ous]]
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|January 10, 2024
|[[A Meeting In The Wintry Woods]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Kadlin]], [[Munch]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
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|January 11, 2024
|[[Shenanigans on Ice]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Irshya]], [[Slixvah]], [[Thurid]]
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|[[Raiders of the Lost Tomb, Part 2]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Fidget]], [[Slixvah]], [[Irshya]], [[Aimarra]], [[Carver]], GM: [[Telamon]]
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|January 14, 2024
|[[Phantom Thieves - The Heist]]
|[[Crik]], [[Reithak]], [[Warrick]], [[Merith]], [[Thoth]], GM: [[Fidget]]
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|[[Testing Synonie]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
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|January 15, 2024
|[[Raiders of the Lost Tomb Part 3]]
|[[Aimarra]], [[Slixvah]], [[Irshya]], [[Carver]], [[Fidget]], [[Aelwyn]] ('''DM:''' Telamon)
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|[[Chronolark - Part 1]]
|[[Thoth]], [[Aznara]], [[Reithak]], [[Tlanexhuani]], ('''DM:''' Whirlpool)
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|January 18, 2024
|[[Workouts and Distractions]]
|[[Choler]], [[Thurid]], [[Eztli]], [[Slixvah]], [[Verna]]
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|January 19, 2024
|[[World Peace and Hunky Boys]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Dolan]], [[Verna]]
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|January 21, 2024
|[[Quarry Quarrel, Part 1]]
|[[Thoth]], [[Crik]], [[Khepri]], [[Reithak]], GM: [[Thurid]]
|-
|January 22, 2024
|[[Chronolark - Part 2]]
|[[Thoth]], [[Aznara]], [[Reithak]], [[Tlanexhuani]], GM: [[Whirlpool]]
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|January 23, 2024
|[[Prisoner Transfer - Part 1]]
|[[Thoth]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Magpie]], GM: [[Whirlpool]]
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|January 25, 2024
|[[Silencing the Unloved King]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Dirk]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
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|January 27, 2024
|[[Forgotten Blood Finale - Beneath]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Culix]], [[Schara]] GM: [[Harkashan]]
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|January 28, 2024
|[[Phantom Thieves - The Heist Pt2]]
|[[Crik]], [[Reithak]], [[Warrick]], [[Merith]], [[Thoth]], GM: [[Fidget]]
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|January 29, 2024
|[[Raiders of the Lost Tomb Part 4]]
|[[Aimarra]], [[Slixvah]], [[Irshya]], [[Carver]], [[Fidget]], [[Aelwyn]] ('''DM:''' Telamon)
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|[[Wraps and Hiccups]]
|[[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
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|[[Chronolark - Part 3]]
|[[Thoth]], [[Tlanexhuani]], [[Reithak]], [[Aznara]] ('''DM:''' Whirlpool)
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|January 30, 2024
|[[Prisoner Transfer - Part 2]]
|[[Thoth]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Magpie]], GM: [[Whirlpool]]
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|}

===February===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
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|February 1, 2024
|[[Cat Scratch Chills]]
|[[Reithak]], [[Simony]], [[Teppus]]
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|February 2, 2024
|[[Raiders of the Lost Tomb Part 5]]
|[[Aimarra]], [[Slixvah]], [[Irshya]], [[Carver]], [[Aelwyn]] ('''DM:''' Telamon)
|-
|February 4, 2024
|[[Behold the Unloved King (Part 1)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]]
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|February 5, 2024
|[[Answers in Amantli (Part 1)]]
|[[Cuemoni]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]]
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|
|[[Chronolark - Part 4]]
|[[Thoth]], [[Tlanexhuani]], [[Reithak]] ('''DM:''' Whirlpool)
|-
|February 6, 2024
|[[Prisoner Transfer - Part 3]]
|[[Thoth]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Magpie]], GM: [[Whirlpool]]
|-
|February 7, 2024
|[[Mushrooms and Man Left Behind]]
|[[Culix]], [[Irshya]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|February 11, 2024
|[[Quarry Quarrel, Part 2]]
|[[Thoth]], [[Reithak]], [[Crik]], [[Khepri]], GM: [[Thurid]]
|-
|
|[[Cultivating Humility]]
|[[Alfrik]], [[Munch]], [[Murder]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Behold the Unloved King (Part 2)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]]
|-
|February 12, 2024
|[[Chronolark - Part 5]]
|[[Thoth]], [[Tlanexhuani]], [[Reithak]] ('''DM:''' Whirlpool)
|-
|February 13, 2024
|[[Sound Mind]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Harkashan]], [[Simony]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Answers in Amantli (Part 2)]]
|[[Cuemoni]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|February 14, 2024
|[[Fire birds and sharp sticks]]
|[[Crik]], [[Eztli]], [[Rhar]]
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|
|[[Simony's Haven]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
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|February 15, 2024
|[[Cold Winter Encounters]]
|[[Simony]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Verna]]
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|February 16, 2024
|[[Summoning Aid]]
|[[Simony]], [[Verna]]
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|February 18, 2024
|[[The show must drag on]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Culix]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|February 18, 2024
|[[Behold the Unloved King (Part 3)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Quarry Quarrel Part 3]]
|[[Khepri]], [[Thoth]], [[Reithak]], [[Crik]], GM: [[Thurid]]
|-
|February 19, 2024
|[[Temple District Ruminations]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Simony]]
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|
|[[The Weight of Responsibility]]
|[[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
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|
|[[Chronolark - Part 6]]
|[[Thoth]], [[Tlanexhuani]], [[Reithak]], [[Aznara]] ('''DM:''' Whirlpool)
|-
|February 20, 2024
|[[Dead Men]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Harkashan]], [[Simony]], [[Verna]]
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|
|[[A Single Nail]]
|[[SImony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|February 22, 2024
|[[Creation of Ash]]
|[[Cuemoni]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|February 23, 2024
|[[Expect the Unexpected]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Simony]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[To Stalk The Fiend]]
|[[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|February 25, 2024
|[[Behold the Unloved King (Part 4)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]]
|-
|February 26, 2024
|[[Serpentine Showing]]
|[[Alfrik]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|February 28, 2024
|[[Ten Year Step]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Alfrik]], [[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Forgotten Blood Finale - Assassins]]
|[[Reithak]], [[Crik]], [[Aznara]]
|-
|February 29, 2024
|[[Make Cookies Not War]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Demand a Favor]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Golfbag of Glaives]]
|[[Verna]], [[Culix]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Alfrik]]
|-
|}

===March===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|March 1, 2024
|[[Releasing the Hounds]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|March 3, 2024
|[[Behold the Unloved King (Part 5)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Personal Hero]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Rune]]
|-
|March 4, 2024
|[[Chronolark - Part 8]]
|[[Thoth]], [[Aznara]], [[Reithak]], [[Tlanexhuani]], ('''DM:''' Whirlpool)
|-
|March 5, 2024
|[[Golden Coast Cruise]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Slixvah]], [[Simony]], [[Tlanexhuani]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|March 6, 2024
|[[Unlock, Unbind, Hide]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|
|[[Body Guard]]
|[[Alfrik]], [[Harshad]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|March 9, 2024
|[[Adventure's End?]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|March 10, 2024
|[[Behold the Unloved King (Part 6)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|March 11, 2024
|[[Facing Another Trial]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|March 12, 2024
|[[Chronolark - Part 9]]
|[[Thoth]], [[Reithak]], [[Tlanexhuani]], ('''DM:''' Whirlpool)
|-
|
|[[You Won't Be Alone]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|March 14, 2024
|[[To the Victor Go the Spoils]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]]; DM: [[Verna]]
|-
|March 15, 2024
|[[Forearmed is Forwarned]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Warrick]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[The Eve Before Death]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]]
|-
|March 17, 2024
|[[Behold the Unloved King (Part 7): The Poetry Corner]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]; DM: Whirlpool
|-
|March 18, 2024
|[[A Golden Ending (Part 1)]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Slixvah]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|March 19, 2024
|[[A Morning At The Ox]]
|[[Harshad]], [[Murder]]
|-
|March 20, 2024
|[[Fantasy Gladiator League]]
|[[Irshya]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Aspiring Aspire-ations ]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Irshya]] DM: [[Whirlpool]]
|-
|March 23, 2024
|[[Go Home History You're Drunk]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Crik]], [[Mikilos]], [[Reithak]], DM: Whirlpool
|-
|March 24, 2024
|[[Behold the Unloved King (Part 8)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]; DM: Whirlpool
|-
|March 25, 2024
|[[A Golden Ending (Part 2)]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Slixvah]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|March 26, 2024
|[[To Find a Mourner (Part 1)]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Auranar]], [[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]]; DM: Verna
|-
|March 27, 2024
|[[Aspiring Aspire-ations, Pt2]]
|[[Fidget]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Irshya]], [[Faranmidahn]]; DM: Whirlpool
|-
|March 31, 2024
|[[Behold the Unloved King (Part 9)]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]; DM: Whirlpool
|-
|}

===April===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|April 1, 2024
|[[A Golden Ending (Part 3)]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Slixvah]], [[Telamon]]; DM: Riptide
|-
|April 2, 2024
|[[Aspiring Aspire-ations, Pt3]]
|[[Fidget]], [[Irshya]], [[Etzli]], [[Aelwyn]]; GM: Whirlpool
|-
|April 3, 2024
|[[Welcome Warden]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Corey]], [[Karasu]], [[Murder]], [[Rhar]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|April 5, 2024
|[[Cover Letter]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Slixvah]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|
|[[Noodles and Sake]]
|[[Choler]], [[Harshad]]
|-
|April 8, 2024
|[[Frozen Veins]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Harshad]], [[Palomas]], [[Reithak]], [[Quinn]]
|-
|April 10, 2024
|[[Stop Me if You Have Heard This One]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|April 11, 2024
|[[A Courier for a Page]]
|[[Aelwyn]], Npcs: [[Slixvah]]
|-
|April 12, 2024
|[[Needles And News]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Choler]], [[Eztli]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|April 14, 2024
|[[Three Assassins]]
|[[Corey]], [[Karasu]], [[Reithak]]
|-
|
|[[Behold the Unloved King (Part 10)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]]
|-
|April 15, 2024
|[[A Golden Ending (Part 4)]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Slixvah]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 17, 2024
|[[Aspiring Aspire-ations, Part 4]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Carver]], [[Eztli]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|April 18, 2024
|[[Repose in Two Forms]]
|[[Corey]], [[Karasu]]
|-
|
|[[To Find a Mourner (Part 3)]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]] DM [[Verna]]
|-
|April 20, 2024
|[[Tears of Death]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Corey]], [[Rhar]], [[Rune]], [[Thoth]]
|-
|April 21, 2024
|[[Whilst You Lay Dreaming]]
|[[Corey]], [[Karasu]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Behold the Unloved King (Part 11)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]; GM: Whirlpool
|-
|April 22, 2024
|[[Birds of another Feather]]
|[[Corey]], [[Karasu]], [[Reithak]], [[Sabina]], [[Xasany]]
|-
|
|[[Revelation Raven]]
|[[Corey]], [[Karasu]]
|-
|
|[[Of Spring and Gardening]]
|[[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 23, 2024
|[[Cutscene: Sins of the Father]]
|Caeles Miranore, Kiira Theran, Caeleil Miranore (NPCs by [[Leirune|Rune]] and [[Simony]])
|-
|
|[[Return of the Bina]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Irshya]], [[Sabina]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[To Find a Mourner (Part 4)]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]]; DM [[Verna]]
|-
|April 24, 2024
|[[Aspiring Aspire-ations, Part 5]]
|[[Fidget]], [[Carver]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Faranmidahn]]; GM: [[Whirlpool]]
|-
|April 25, 2024
|[[Hunting Urvis (Part 1)]]
|[[Corey]], [[Karasu]], [[MAC-B1G]], [[Leirune|Rune]]; DM: [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 27, 2024
|[[Feel the Groove]]
|[[Corey]], [[Eztli]], [[MAC-B1G]], [[Magpie]]; DM: Aftershock
|-
|April 28, 2024
|[[Morning in Goblintown]]
|[[Harshad]], [[Choler]]
|-
|
|[[Behold the Unloved King (Part 12)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]; GM: Whirlpool
|-
|April 29, 2024
|[[The Stage Is Set]]
|[[Sabina]]; GM: Derecho
|-
|
|[[Rider of Decisions]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]]; GM: Riptide
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|-
|}

===May===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
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|May 1, 2024
|[[Silver Misses Snow]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Choler]], [[Corey]], [[Eztli]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[Warnings on Deaf Ears]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Fidget]]
|-
|May 2, 2024
|[[Hunting Urvis (Part 2)]]
|[[Corey]], [[Karasu]], [[MAC-B1G]], [[Leirune|Rune]]; DM: Telamon
|-
|May 3, 2024
|[[Trade Off]]
|[[Harshad]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|May 5, 2024
|[[Behold the Unloved King (Part 13)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]; DM: Whirlpool
|-
|May 6, 2024
|[[Maybe Fae-be]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|May 7, 2024
|[[A Happy Dance]]
|[[Karasu]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[A Close Shave]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Simony]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[At Nothing We See]]
|[[Choler]], [[Cuemoni]], [[Fidget]], [[Tlanexhuani]], [[Zeke]]; DM: Aftershock
|-
|May 8, 2024
|[[Fashion Shopping Preperusal ]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Aryia]], [[Simony]], [[Aznara]]
|-
|
|[[To Find a Mourner (Part 5)]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Auranar]], [[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]]; DM [[Verna]]
|-
|May 10, 2024
|[[Piecing Together Me]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Corey]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Tlanexhuani]]; DM: Aftershock
|-
|May 12, 2024
|[[Hunting Urvis (Part 3)]]
|[[Corey]], [[Karasu]], [[MAC-B1G]], [[Leirune|Rune]]; DM: Telamon
|-
|May 14, 2024
|[[A Fiend In Plain Sight]]
|[[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|May 15, 2024
|[[To Find a Mourner (Part 6)]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Auranar]], [[Harkashan]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]]; DM [[Verna]]
|-
|May 16, 2024
|[[Fab Fabric and Fire]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|
|[[Noodles and a Future Heist]]
|[[Choler]], [[Harshad]]
|-
|May 18, 2024
|[[Honey Do]]
|[[Corey]], [[Magpie]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|
|[[Mothers and Patrons]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]]
|-
|May 19, 2024
|[[Hunting Urvis (Part 4)]]
|[[Corey]], [[Karasu]], [[MAC-B1G]], [[Leirune|Rune]]; DM: Telamon
|-
|May 20, 2024
|[[We Are Seen]]
|[[Cuemoni]], [[Fidget]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Tlanexhuani]], [[Zeke]]; DM: Aftershock
|-
|
|[[Rain and Bath House]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|May 21, 2024
|[[Simpler Things]]
|[[Simony]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|May 22, 2024
|[[The Name-Stealer]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|
|[[The Final Spires, Part 1]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Fidget|NAME UNKNOWN]], [[Tlanexhuani]]; DM: Whirlpool
|-
|May 23, 2024
|[[Never Even]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[The Urvis Update]]
|[[Corey]], [[Karasu]], [[MAC-B1G]], [[Rune]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|May 24, 2024
|[[Unpleasant News at the Noodle Stand]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|
|[[Stained Glass Butterfly]]
|[[Choler]], [[Harshad]]
|-
|May 26, 2024
|[[Warning the Mislead]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Thoth]], Nameless ([[Fidget]])
|-
|
|[[To Find a Mourner (Part 7)]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Auranar]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|May 27, 2024
|[[Changing Seasons and Hearts]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Aragos]], [[Eztli]]. [[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|May 28, 2024
|[[He Says]]
|[[Sabina]], [[Thoth]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|
|[[Whatamelons and Wanderers]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Irshya]], [[Sabina]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Crimson to Show Off]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Aryia]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|May 30, 2024
|[[The Final Spires, Part 2]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Fidget|NAME UNKNOWN]], [[Tlanexhuani]]; DM: Whirlpool
|-
|
|[[What Troubles Those in the Market]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Simony]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|May 30, 2024
|[[A Stealthy Inquest]]
|[[Choler]], [[Harshad]]
|-
|}

===June===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|June 2, 2024
|[[Noodles After The Heist]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Choler]], [[Harshad]]
|-
|June 4, 2024
|[[He Says (Part 2)]]
|[[Sabina]], [[Thoth]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|
|[[What Makes A Cavalier Attitude?]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|June 5, 2024
|[[Down the River]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[The Final Spires, Part 3]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Fidget|NAME UNKNOWN]], [[Tlanexhuani]]; DM: Whirlpool
|-
|
|[[A Castle In My Dreams]]
|[[Telamon]] (vignette)
|-
|June 7, 2024
|[[Break the Mold]]
|[[Aeson]], [[Eztli]], [[MAC-B1G]], [[Mikilos]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 8, 2024
|[[Fictitious - I]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Fidget|NAME UNKNOWN]] , [[Gramarye]], [[Lanier]], [[Vaera]]; DM: Thoth
|-
|June 9, 2024
|[[To Find a Mourner (Part 8)]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Auranar]], [[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]]; DM: Verna
|-
|June 10, 2024
|[[Bedtime Butterflies]]
|[[Corey]], [[Eztli]], [[Lanier]]; DM: Aftershock
|-
|June 12, 2024
|[[The Castle on the Edge of Waking]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[The Final Spires, Part 4]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Fidget|NAME UNKNOWN]], [[Tlanexhuani]]; DM: Whirlpool
|-
|June 13, 2024
|[[Forearmed is Forwarned Part 2]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Schara]]
|-
|June 14, 2024
|[[Grand Induction]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Culix]], [[Eztli]], [[Simony]], DM: [[Aryia]]
|-
|
|[[Five Nightmares]]
|[[Aeson]], [[Carver]], [[Eztli]], [[MAC-B1G]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 15, 2024
|[[Five Nightmares (Part 2)]]
|[[Eztli]], [[MAC-B1G]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Dwarf Fortress: Deepest Depths - I]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]]
|-
|
|[[Garden Lectures Under the Sun]]
|[[Aeson]], [[Mikilos]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 16, 2024
|[[To Find a Mourner (Part 9)]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Auranar]], [[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 17, 2024
|[[When you Wish Upon a Fish]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|June 18, 2024
|[[Wasted Years]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[He Says (Part 3)]]
|[[Sabina]], [[Thoth]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|June 19, 2024
|[[A Warriors Instinct]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Gramarye]]
|-
|
|[[Pillory Blues]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Telamon]], [[Yazlo]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Ashes on the Ground]]
|[[Gramarye]], [[Thoth]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|June 20, 2024
|[[For A Few Potions More]]
|[[Choler]], [[Cuemoni]], [[Warrick]]; GM: Telamon
|-
|June 21, 2024
|[[Nonlinear Pie]]
|[[Verna]], [[Auranar]], [[Aryia]], [[Eztli]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Forearmed is Forwarned Part 3]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Schara]]
|-
|June 22, 2024
|[[Best Boy]]
|[[Crik]], [[Menel]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|June 23, 2024
|[[A Warning Not A Gift]]
|[[Corey]], [[Harshad]], NPC Sori - [[Karasu]]
|-
|
|[[Dwarf Fortress: Deepest Depths - II]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], DM: [[Culix]]
|-
|
|[[One Thousand Cranes]]
|[[Corey]], [[Karasu]]
|-
|June 24, 2024
|[[The Price of Fish]]
|[[Arzhela]], [[Crik]], [[Cuemoni]], [[Murder]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|
|[[The Weight of Expectations]]
|[[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[He Says (Part 4)]]
|[[Sabina]], [[Thoth]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|June 25, 2024
|[[Full Day at the Baths]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Irshya]], [[Culix]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|
|[[Upon the Koz-way]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Aryia]], [[Eztli]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|June 26, 2024
|[[The Final Spires, Part 5]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Carver]], [[Eztli]], [[Fidget|NAME UNKNOWN]]; DM: Whirlpool
|-
|June 27, 2024
|[[Faphinae's Fanfare]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Corey]], [[Karasu]], [[Simony]], [[Reithak]]
|-
|
|[[Gearsmasher]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Corey]], [[Eztli]], [[MAC-B1G]], [[Skielstregar]]; guest star: [[Telamon]]; GM: Aftershock
|-
|June 28, 2024
|[[Soul Food]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Aryia]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Fiends and Fae]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[The Never-ending Story]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|June 29, 2024
|[[Game On!]]
|[[Corey]], [[Eztli]], [[Karasu]], [[Leirune|Rune]] ;GM: [[Verna]]
|-
|June 30, 2024
|[[Fragile Like Trust]]
|[[Corey]], [[Karasu]]
|-
|
|[[A Will to Kill]]
|Faphinae & Sori [[Corey]], [[Karasu]]
|-
|
|[[Silent Sanitorium]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Dirk]], [[Harkashan]], [[MAC-B1G]], [[Rune]]; DM: [[Culix]]
|-
|
|}

===July===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|July 1, 2024
|[[Hunting Lore in the Library]]
|[[Alaric]], [[Simony]], [[Verna]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 2, 2024
|[[Death Comes Another Day]]
|[[Corey]], [[Karasu]]
|-
|
|[[Unravel Their Riddles]]
|[[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 3, 2024
|[[Mist and Magic]]
|[[Alaric]], [[Crik]], [[Murder]], [[Slixvah]], [[Verna]]
|-
|July 4, 2024
|[[A Lesson in Forgiveness]]
|[[Corey]], [[Karasu]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 5, 2024
|[[Silence in the Library]]
|[[Harshad]], [[Menel]], [[Palomas]], [[Reithak]], [[Warrick]], [[Zigrun]]
|-
|July 6, 2024
|[[Spelunking]]
|[[Crik]], [[Cuemoni]], [[Harshad]], [[Menel]], [[Reithak]], [[Sjach]]; GM: [[Verna]]
|-
|July 7, 2024
|[[A Story Born of Hope]]
|[[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 9, 2024
|[[Sands through the Hourglass]]
|[[Bryn]], [[Culix]], [[Eztli]], [[Menel]]
|-
|July 10, 2024
|[[Forlorn Moon (Part 1)]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]]; GM: Aftershock
|-
|
|[[The Final Spires, Part 6]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Carver]], [[Eztli]], [[Fidget|NAME UNKNOWN]]; DM: Whirlpool
|-
|
| [[Tornmawr Torpedo]]
|[[Culix]], [[Aryia]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Bryn]]
|-
|July 11, 2024
|[[Boogle Boogle]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Thoth]]
|-
|
|[[Forlorn Moon (Part 2)]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]]; GM: Aftershock
|-
|July 12, 2024
|[[Name Exchange ]]
|[[Gramarye]], [[Thoth]]; GM: Aftershock
|-
|July 13, 2024
|[[Moment of the Future]]
|[[Gramarye]], [[Thoth]]; GM: Aftershock
|-
|July 14, 2024
|[[Silent Sanitorium Part 2]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Aelwyn]], [[MAC-B1G]], Dirk, GM: Culix
|-
|July 15, 2024
|[[Explosions and Slaying]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Bryn]]
|-
|
|[[Heir to the Throne - Beginning]]
|[[Bryn]], [[Carver]], [[Cuemoni]], [[Harshad]], [[Menel]], [[Warrick]], [[Zofija]]; GM: Harkashan
|-
|July 19, 2024
|[[Summer Days]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Sjach]], [[Aznara]], DM: [[Verna]]
|-
|July 21, 2024
|[[Vagrant Tower - Void Engine 1]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Rune]], [[Eztli]], [[Iskandar]], [[Harkashan]], GM: Culix
|-
|
|[[Following a Portent]]
|[[Bryn]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 22, 2024
|[[Heir to the Throne: Trouble in Unbundun Part 1]]
|[[Bryn]], [[Carver]], [[Crik]], [[Harshad]], [[Warrick]], [[Zofija]]; GM: Harkashan
|-
|July 23, 2024
|[[Tales of Wrassling and Cages]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Bryn]]
|-
|
|[[Mountaineering Investigations]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Eztli]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Garak]], GM: [[Aryia]]
|-
|July 24, 2024
|[[A Consecration]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Nameless|Fidget]], [[Carver]], [[Eztli]], [[Delilah]], [[Harkashan]], GM: Whirlpool
|-
|July 25, 2024
|[[Turning Reputation into Charity]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 26, 2024
|[[Can't Sleep]]
|[[Nameless|Fidget]], [[Simony]]
|-
|
|[[Craven Match]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Bryn]]
|-
|
|[[Aurum Among Thieves]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Eztli]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 29, 2024
|[[It's Easy Being Green]]
|[[Bryn]]; NPC: Cynthia
|-
|
|[[Heir to the Throne: Trouble in Unbundun Part 2]]
|[[Bryn]], [[Carver]], [[Crik]], [[Warrick]], [[Zofija]]; GM: [[Harkashan]]
|-
|July 30, 2024
|[[Mountaineering Explanations]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Garak]], [[Rune]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|July 31, 2024
|[[Paint Ponderings]]
|[[Bryn]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|}

===August===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|August 04, 2024
|[[Fair Pixie]]
|[[Corey]], [[Karasu]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Vagrant Tower: Void Engine Part 2]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Rune]], [[Harkashan]], [[Iskandar]], '''GM''': Culix
|-
|August 5, 2024
|[[Heir to the Throne: Trouble in Unbundun Part 3]]
|[[Bryn]], [[Carver]], [[Crik]], [[Harshad]], [[Warrick]], [[Zofija]], '''GM''': [[Harkashan]]
|-
|August 8, 2024
|[[I Know the Pieces Fit]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Crik]], [[Bryn]]
|-
|August 9, 2024
|[[Litigation]]
|[[Fidget]], [[Khepri]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|August 11, 2024
|[[Silent Sanitorium - Part 3]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Dirk]], [[Rune]], [[Aelwyn]] '''GM''': [[Culix]]
|-
|August 18, 2024
|[[On the Edge of Living]]
|[[Corey]], [[Karasu]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 19, 2024
|[[Heir to the Throne - Far Beneath Part 1]]
|[[Carver]], [[Crik]], [[Harshad]], [[Warrick]], [[Zofija]], [[Stena]] '''GM''': [[Harkashan]]
|-
|August 20, 2024
|[[Happiness in Knowledge]]
|[[Aeson]], [[Eztli]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|August 22, 2024
|[[Death With a View]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Khepri]], [[Nameless]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|August 23, 2024
|[[Toge Means Thorn]]
|[[Corey]], [[Karasu]]
|-
|
|[[Litigation (Part 2)]]
|[[Khepri]], [[Nameless]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|
|[[Into The Temple - Part 1]]
|[[Bryn]], [[Eztli]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Silmeria]], '''GM''': Whirlpool
|-
|August 25, 2024
|[[Dusk Blooming Vines]]
|[[Bryn]], [[Cuemoni]], [[Harshad]], [[Lani'kua]], [[Reithak]], [[Sjach]]; '''GM''': Aftershock
|-
|
|[[Apparently Heir]]
|[[Aeson]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|August 26, 2024
|[[Jiji Kiku]]
|[[Corey]], [[Karasu]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 29, 2024
|[[Into The Temple - Part 2]]
| [[Eztli]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Silmeria]], '''GM''': Whirlpool
|-
|}

===September===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|September 1, 2024
|[[Delivery in the Dark]]
|[[Cuemoni]], [[Reithak]], [[Ulthan]]; '''GM''': Aftershock
|-
|September 2, 2024
|[[Heir to the Throne - Far Beneath Part 2]]
|[[Carver]], [[Crik]], [[Stena]], [[Warrick]], [[Zofija]]; ; '''GM''': [[Harkashan]]
|-
|September 4, 2024
|[[Into The Temple - Part 3]]
| [[Eztli]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Silmeria]], '''GM''': Whirlpool
|-
|September 6, 2024
|[[Dinner for Four and a Pothy]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|September 7, 2024
|[[Whispers of Rebellion]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Corey]], with Ansir and Faphinae
|-
|
|[[Plotting in the Gardens]]
|[[Simony]], [[Telamon]], [[Vex]]
|-
|
|[[Three Old Friends]]
|[[Bryn]], [[Corey]], [[Thoth]], [[Vex]], [[Victor]]; '''GM:''' Aftershock
|-
|September 8, 2024
|[[How a Queen is Made]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]; '''GM:''' Aftershock
|-
|September 9, 2024
|[[A Friend for Magpie and Wizard]]
|[[Magpie]], [[Corey]]; '''GM:''' Aftershock
|-
|September 10, 2024
|[[Fight for Us]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|September 11, 2024
|[[Love in Every Moment]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[The Good, The Bad, and the Alchemy]]
|[[Lani'kua]], [[Bryn]], and [[Vex]]
|-
|September 12, 2024
|[[Into The Temple - Part 4]]
|[[Bryn]], [[Eztli]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Silmeria]], '''GM''': Whirlpool
|-
|September 13, 2024
|[[Simony Signs Up]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 14, 2024
|[[Everyone Needs a Hobby]]
|[[Corey]] (and Faphinae), [[Karasu]], [[Rhar]]; '''GM''': Aftershock
|-
|September 15, 2024
|[[Bad Lies, Good People]]
|[[Jezzara]]. [[Auranar]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Sunlight Revelation]]
|[[Schara]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Warrick]], DM: [[Riptide]]
|-
|September 16, 2024
|[[Gratitude]]
|[[Cuemoni]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|September 17, 2024
|[[A Prelude To Revelry]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|
|[[Same as It Ever Was - I]]
| [[Harkashan]], [[Simony]], [[Rune]], [[Aryia]], [[Zeke]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 19, 2024
|[[A Storied Working Lunch]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|
|[[Daily Affirmation]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]], Grandfather (Alud'rigan) '''GM:''' [[Riptide]]
|-
|
|[[Suspicious Stalker (Part 1)]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Corey]], [[Magpie]], [[Simony]]; '''GM:''' Aftershock
|-
|
|[[Into The Temple - Part 5]]
|[[Bryn]], [[Eztli]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Silmeria]], '''GM''': Whirlpool
|-
|September 20, 2024
|[[Pastries and Purchases]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Verna]]
|-
|September 21, 2024
|[[If You Love Me]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Gramarye]] - Grandfather (Alud'rigan)
|-
|
|[[Pretty in Pink]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Simony]], [[Verna]]
|-
|September 22, 2024
|[[Sunlight Revelation Part 2]]
|[[Schara]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Warrick]], DM: [[Riptide]]
|-
|September 23, 2024
|[[Suspicious Stalker (Part 2)]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Corey]], [[Magpie]], [[Simony]]; '''GM:''' Aftershock
|-
|September 24, 2024
|[[Gnawing on Metal]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Rhar]]
|-
|
|[[Shiny Hunt]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Auranar]], [[Rune]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 26, 2024
|[[Hunter's Quarry Part 1]]
|[[Reithak]], [[Carver]], [[Warrick]], DM:[[Verna]]
|-
|September 27, 2024
|[[Return of the Orchard Artificer]]
|[[Schara]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Warrick]]
|-
|September 29, 2024
|[[Hunter's Quarry Part 2]]
|[[Reithak]], [[Carver]], [[Warrick]], DM:[[Verna]]
|-
|September 29, 2024
|[[Wrench in the Works]]
|[[Crik]], [[Ulthan]], DM:[[Culix]]
|-
|}
===October===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|October 1, 2024
|[[Same as It Ever Was (Part 2)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]]; '''GM''': Riptide
|-
|October 6, 2024
|[[Connect the Dots (Part 1)]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Corey]], [[Magpie]], [[Telamon]]; '''GM''': Aftershock
|-
|October 8, 2024
|[[Same as It Ever Was (Part 3)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]]; '''GM''': Riptide
|-
|October 10, 2024
|[[Connect the Dots (Part 2)]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Corey]], [[Magpie]], [[Telamon]]; '''GM''': Aftershock
|-
|
|[[Into the Temple - Part 6]]
|[[Bryn]], [[Eztli]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Silmeria]], '''GM''': Whirlpool
|-
|October 12, 2024
|[[Home is Where the Truth is]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|October 14, 2024
|[[Connect the Dots (Part 3)]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Corey]], [[Magpie]], [[Telamon]]; '''GM''': Aftershock
|-
|October 15, 2024
|[[Same as It Ever Was (Part 4)]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]]; '''GM''': Riptide
|-
|October 17, 2024
|[[Into the Temple - Part 7]]
|[[Bryn]], [[Eztli]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Silmeria]], '''GM''': Whirlpool
|-
|
|[[A New Face in the TarRaCe]]
|[[Fayde]], [[Murder]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 18, 2024
|[[Little Children]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]; '''GM''': Aftershock
|-
|October 21, 2024
|[[Connect the Dots (Part 4)]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Corey]], [[Magpie]], [[Telamon]]; '''GM''': Aftershock
|-
|
|[[Heir to the Throne - Retake Urah]]
|[[Bryn]], [[Carver]], [[Fidget]], [[Zofija]]; '''GM''': Harkashan
|-
|October 22, 2024
|[[Same as It Ever Was (Part 5)]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]]; '''GM''': Riptide
|-
|October 23, 2024
|[[Her Biggest Fan (Part 1)]]
|[[Corey]], [[Dirk]], [[Karasu]], [[Murder]]; DM: [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 24, 2024
|[[Into the Temple - Part 8]]
|[[Bryn]], [[Eztli]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Silmeria]], '''GM''': Whirlpool
|-
|
|[[The Fiend Defeated]]
|[[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 28, 2024
|[[Foxes and Ravens]]
|[[Corey]], [[Karasu]]
|-
|October 29, 2024
|[[Apples of Forgivness]]
|[[Schara]], [[Verna]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Same as It Ever Was (Part 6)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]]; '''GM''': Riptide
|-
|October 30, 2024
|[[Her Biggest Fan (Part 2)]]
|[[Corey]], [[Dirk]], [[Karasu]], [[Murder]]; DM: [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 31, 2024
|[[Reunite Once Again]]
|[[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Into the Temple - Part 9]]
|[[Bryn]], [[Eztli]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Silmeria]], '''GM''': Whirlpool
|}

===November===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|November 1, 2024
|[[Caanan Returns]]
|[[Murder]], [[Carver]], [[Schara]], [[Telamon]] (as emitter)
|-
|November 2, 2024
|[[Ravenkeeper's Tidings]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|November 4, 2024
|[[Talking Work Shop]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Schara]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|November 4, 2024
|[[Heir to the Throne - (Re)take Urah]]
|[[Fidget]], [[Bryn]], [[Carver]], [[Warrick]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Her Biggest Fan (Part 3)]]
|[[Corey]], [[Dirk]], [[Karasu]], [[Murder]]; DM: [[Telamon]]
|-
|November 5, 2024
|[[Posted Notice (Part 1)]]
|[[Crik]], [[Schara]], [[Bryn]], [[Ulthan]]; DM: [[Carver]]
|-
|
|[[Same as It Ever Was (Part 7)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]]; '''GM''': Riptide
|-
|November 6, 2024
|[[Into the Temple - Part 10]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]], [[Eztli]], [[Bryn]], [[Silmeria]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Carver]]; '''GM''': Whirlpool
|-
|November 11, 2024
|[[Her Biggest Fan (Part 4)]]
|[[Corey]], [[Dirk]], [[Karasu]], [[Murder]]; DM: [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Posted Notice (Part 2)]]
|[[Crik]], [[Schara]], [[Ulthan]]; DM: [[Carver]]
|-
|November 12, 2024
|[[Same as It Ever Was (Part 8)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]]; '''GM''': Riptide
|-
|November 14, 2024
|[[Into the Temple - Part 11]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]], [[Eztli]], [[Silmeria]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Carver]]; '''GM''': Whirlpool
|-
|November 15, 2024
|[[Becoming a Teacher]]
|[[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|November 16, 2024
|[[Apple Daredevils]]
|[[Carver]], [[Cuemoni]], [[Culix]], [[Eztli]], [[Irshya]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|November 17, 2024
|[[A Bottle of Dust]]
|[[Zeke]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Winter Strawberries]]
|[[Carver]], [[Gramarye]], [[Khepri]]; '''GM''': Aftershock
|-
|November 18, 2024
|[[Her Biggest Fan (Part 5)]]
|[[Corey]], [[Dirk]], [[Karasu]], [[Murder]]; DM: [[Telamon]]
|-
|November 19, 2024
|[[Same as It Ever Was (Part 9)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]]; '''GM''': Riptide
|-
|November 22, 2024
|[[Welcome Tarsh]]
|[[Bryn]], [[Tarsh]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|November 24, 2024
|[[All Hands]]
|[[Bryn]], [[Tarsh]], [[Ulthan]]; '''GM''': Aftershock
|}

Ulthan

2024-11-12T18:07:51Z

Ulthan:

Posted Notice (Part 2)

2024-11-12T15:08:36Z

Ulthan: Created page with "<div style="padding:5px; background-color:#e7eaea;"> ==Log Info== *Title: Posted Notice (Part 2) *GM: Carver *Characters: Crik, Schara, Ulthan *Place: &preload=Template:EventLogTemplate *Summary: The tracking done, it'll be just a short hunt to resolve the trouble in the village... Isn't it? </div> It is Late evening, after some tracking work, when the party discovers the lair of the Yeth Hound. It is quite the trek from the safety of the village, acro..."

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==Log Info==

*Title: Posted Notice (Part 2)

*GM: Carver

*Characters: [[Crik]], [[Schara]], [[Ulthan]]

*Place: &preload=Template:EventLogTemplate

*Summary: The tracking done, it'll be just a short hunt to resolve the trouble in the village... Isn't it?

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It is Late evening, after some tracking work, when the party discovers the lair of the Yeth Hound. It is quite the trek from the safety of the village, across red clay fields and grasslands a small copse of trees with a grand withering oak dominating the crown. Tightly packed with heavy growth.

Enough so that much of the light might be suppressed. Enough so that shadows grow long and wicked across the ground. Nighttime is the hunting hours of a Yeth, so if the plan is to catch it slumbering in its den is still on the table. With the power of flight, trying to control it outside would prove far more difficult. The push through the undergrowth does not take long, before the smell of rot wafts out from gnarled grand roots beneath the largest of the trees. Manmade cave, perhaps a bandit's retreat long abandoned and now the home of a devilish outsider. A low, rumbling snore can be heard even from outside.

Something sleeps within.

It was a bit of a surprise that they had managed to find an actually usable trail, but it seemed there was some good fortune today, in spite of how much ill had befallen the town. Schara had sorted her gear out, and was trying not to make too much noise as they approached the rather pungent copse.

Ulthan walks with careful tread of a huntsman as he follows the trail to the copse, his flail carried pinned under arm, but ready to swing into action at once if necessary.

GAME: Schara rolls perception: (12)+13: 25
GAME: Ulthan rolls perception: (18)+8: 26

Both notice that the stink does not just come from the cave, like the hot breath of a devil's hole. It also comes from the right amongst the bushes, even more sickly sweet. A boot sticks out once they give it a closer examination, one well-worn whose sole is nearly flat from use. Sticking 'through' the boot is a stick slathered with something foul that has stained the wood. Dried blood has soaked deeply into the leather.

Taking a look at the boot, Schara flips something around on their helmet, and they step away, raising one hand and somewhat stiffly moving it around in a few odd shapes. "I think that we found the sheriff. Might be dangerous to investigate further and risk waking the beast." the movements read, for those who understood them <handspeech>. The artificer meanwhile had unfolding the strange contraption on their left arm, prepared for said eventuality.

Ulthan headtils at the hand-shapes being made, but takes note of the backing up and getting ready. So he shifts his grip on his flail to be able to swing it into action at moment's notice.

As one does, a pile of cloaks and shadows - and a bit of Crik - slowly sneaks up towards the group. Staring blankly at the hand gestuers, the corvid egalrin responds in kind by making gestures pointing at the sky, the ground, looking at the ground, looking at Schara, then Ulthan, back towards the ground, and then making a rowing motion with his hands.

Then he stares expectantly at the party.

GAME: Crik rolls perception: (16)+11: 27

Nothing changes, but all sense something is amiss.... like something, or someone is watching them. Adventurer's instincts are well-honed and should be listened to... but the danger within the cave still sleeps and they are running out of time.

Suddenly, Crik's black eyes _widen_. Which is pretty hard to tell since, black eyes. Finger point at the pushes - then a quick look is shot at Schara, and Ulthan. Head looks one way, then the other, and then the snap decision is made -

- and soon Crik leaps at the twice as big man and body of Ulthan to try and push him aside out of the way of something. A moment later of the attempted dive, there's a quiet creaking croak. "-duck!"

Just as Crik is pushing into Ulthan, something zips out of the bush and impacts against a nearby tree where he stood. Darting from the growth to the deeper shadows, something tiny and grossly-flesh colored hustles to safety about thirty feet away, high pitched yipping ringing out into the forest.

Schara waves their hand a few more times in no real pattern, and shrugs, before Crik is suddenly trying to shove Ulthan down. Thinking better than to disregard an egalrin's eyeseight, the artificer dives out of the way. "What manner of creature was that, and should we kill it? I'm still more concerned about the sleeping creature." She wonders with the noise likely a lot more than the risk of talking at this point.

GAME: Schara rolls knowledge/nature: (17)+6: 23

Ulthan knows better than to question Crik when they indicate something is dangerous and thus the small egalrin's push gets the huge human stepping back, just in time for that... something... to come screaming from the bushes.

"Oh, never mind, that's a gremlin which comes from the fey, properly referred to as a Pugwampi if the distinction matters." Schara adds on as she's clambering to her feet. "But I thought we were dealing with a demon, is it just here to cause trouble for people and allow that beast to keep causing trouble?"

Ulthan peers at Crik, then mutters... "Gremlins... again."

GAME: Carver rolls 1d20: (6): 6

The deep rythmic breathing stops for a second.... then continues.

Crik, now laying face down in the dirt, slowly croaks more around his beakful. "... most hateful, ugly looking thing..." There is a pause, shake of feathers. "... the hate!"

Another moment passes, there's a sudden flutter of cloaks and wings, and Crik is up and standing again, snotting off the remains of the ground from his beak. "It was waiting on us. Or someone. Are they protecting the yeth?"

As for the Pugwampi, it disappears from view. Cowardice runs in its breed. Seen and no longer without the element of surprise, it has no heart for a battle against a crew of well-armed mortals. It dips, its squall fading from hearing as it lives to fight another day.

Ulthan lowers his stance to prepare for combat as he scans the surroundings, shifting his grip on the flail for quick action. "Crik, remember the workshop... Think they have traps all over?"

"I don't know, but if they have traps all over, so be it. If it escapes while we're out here pondering what to do then we will have just killed more people in town by our inactions." Schara states simply, heading to occupy the entrance of the cave.

GAME: Crik rolls perception+2: (13)+11+2: 26

Crik turns his beak towards Ulthan and stares blankly. Looks at the ground. The earth. The human. Then back down at the dirty cloaks, starts cleaning them. "... I have no idea." He then answers.

The corvid egalrin takes a few steps and starts peeking into the bushes and look around where the creature was, before he returns a bit later. "Few holes. Feels rushed, unfinished." He gives blank look. "No explosives."

Ulthan nods at his egalrin friend, "Time to focus on what we came out here for, then."

GAME: Crik rolls stealth: (11)+13: 24
GAME: Schara rolls stealth: (19)+4: 23
GAME: Carver rolls 1d20+2: (6)+2: 8

Inside the cave, the smell of rot mixes with sulphur. It reeks of rotten eggs and more wicked things besides, of lives forgotten or consumed to feed a hellish hunger. The broken remains of a great wolf hound smolders nearby chewed to almost unrecognizable chunks and it is not the only grisly corpse visible within sight.

Pile of rubbish from different sources have piled up in places around the cramped den, and near the rear is an emaciated giant of a devilish beast. Whose stomach is swollen from meals yet whose visible ribs bespoke starvation. Gorged but not content or fed. Its skin is pebbeled with long healed scars, many claw marks and while both eyes are closed, one is clearly forever for the signs that long wicked things ripped it right from the beast's socket.

Its breath holds steady, still asleep despite the odds. Too much food has made it lethargic perhaps...

GAME: Schara refreshes spells.
GAME: Schara casts Magic Vestment. Caster Level: 7 DC: 16

Somehow, it seemed the beast was still asleep. Deciding what to do, the artificer deems that keeping those close to the beast safe was the right call. Schara pulls a large glowing vial out of her pack, and unceremoniously dumps it over the Egalrin, dousing most of the layers and layers of robes with the strange concoction that ceases glowing immediately. Thankfully, it would evaporate in time, and for now, his robes seemed a fair bit sturdier.

GAME: Schara rolls perception: (17)+13: 30
GAME: Ulthan rolls perception: (8)+8: 16
GAME: Crik rolls perception: (14)+11: 25
GAME: Carver rolls 1d20+4: (2)+4: 6

Pugwamp come up from the scattered piles, their filthy blowdarts already in their leering ugly little faces. The first of them fires off its shot at Schara, hoping to surprise her. Even if it does not.

GAME: Carver rolls 1d20+4: (6)+4: 10
GAME: Schara activates her Titan Armor, gaining: +4 Dex
GAME: Schara rolls ranged +1: (7)+11+1: 19
GAME: Schara rolls ranged +1: (18)+11+1: 30
GAME: Schara rolls 3d6+4: (11)+4: 15
GAME: Carver rolls 1d20+6: (4)+6: 10

Wompers, whose ears are too big for its mangy head, yips in a terrible pitched noise as it pops out. Covered in entrails, the little creepy bastardized chihuaha shoots a dart at Ulthan that splinters against the cave wall behind the man.

Feet sniffer, the only one who wears clothing, has a hood too big for its head. Half-blind, it too misses, cussing loudly. "NO. KILL."

Schara was not expecting more of the fey creatures to be hiding in the cavern, but the threat of combat had them on edge enough that their ambush was not completely a surprise. The artificer shifts suddenly, the coils on their arm glowing bright hot, shooting a gout of flames that engulf one of the fey, leaving mostly ashes in their wake.

GAME: Carver rolls 1d20+19: (20)+19: 39
GAME: Schara rolls ranged +1: (14)+11+1: 26
GAME: Schara rolls 3d6+4: (7)+4: 11
GAME: Schara rolls ranged +1: (1)+11+1: 13 (EPIC FAIL)
GAME: Crik rolls stealth: (7)+13: 20

Another moment, and the other creature vanishes. The artificer instead turns their attention to the hound that was waking up, and she fires another beam at it, though this one smacks harmlessly into the cave walls.

"GO AWAY." Feetsniffer yells, "FARTSMELLING LURCHES. SHITSANDWICHES. ILL EAT YOUR BLUEBERRIES AND SHIT ON YOUR MOTHERS." The terrible little creatures rousing intimidation is backed by magic, many small pebbles at Ulthan's feet shattering suddenly into sharp razored pieces but not causing any damage yet.

Crik sees - lasers - tilts head - creatures! - look forward - a demon! - and then all the corpses. The poor egalrin was holding his knife in hand, confused and out of his depth.

Which is why there's a flutter of once cloaks, and the corvid dives into the nearest set of corpses, only momentarily peeking his head out to see if he was noticed. Thankfully he has lost his sense of personal hygiene years ago in those unmentionable places doing things worth not mentioning.

GAME: Crik rolls will: (15)+4: 19
GAME: Schara rolls will: (20)+3: 23 (CRITICAL SUCCESS)
GAME: Crik rolls will: (14)+4: 18
GAME: Schara rolls will: (20)+3: 23 (CRITICAL SUCCESS)
GAME: Ulthan rolls will: (2)+2: 4
GAME: Ulthan rolls will: (5)+2: 7
GAME: Carver rolls 1d20-1: (7)+-1: 6
GAME: Carver rolls 1d20-1: (13)+-1: 12

The coal-like eye, almost as big as a fist, opens and settles on everyone in the room. The low growl echoes in the tight chamber. Shaking itself, the great beast stalks forward a few steps, before taking in a deep breath...

The maw of hell opens and its roar is deafening, testing the heart of even the bravest and finding them shaken. The wash of heat is so intense that any sweat build up dries instantly on the skin.

Ulthan yips as the big monster opens its eyes and roars, somehow, unnaturally, this noise makes it through to the Barbarian and freezes him in place.

The howl does not only effect Ulthan, for both Stinky Breath and Feet Sniffer suddenly retch from their pile of refuse, soiling themselves. Their yipping terror has them scuttling to hide behind the largest barrier they can find...

Who happens to be the frozen Ulthan, the hideous little creatures shivering and holding his ankles while they try to cower.

GAME: Schara rolls ranged +1: (18)+11+1: 30
GAME: Schara rolls ranged +1: (7)+11+1: 19
GAME: Schara rolls 3d6+4: (8)+4: 12

"Something does not seem quite right. Crik, this may be a strange thing to ask, but do yeth hounds distort space around them? I am certain that my equipment was calibrated properly today." The artificer asks while aiming another blast at the hound, this one doing it's job however and getting a solid burn on the beast.

GAME: Crik rolls knowledge/the planes: (13)+4: 17
GAME: Crik rolls weapon1: (18)+9: 27
GAME: Crik rolls damage1+3d6: aliased to 1d4+1+3d6: (2)+1+(12): 15
GAME: Carver rolls 1d20+9: (4)+9: 13

Crik was lying in find in the muck. He knew what to do when there was an excessively large and terrifying creature stalking around the empty cave. Stand. Still. Flat. Think of daffodils in a clay pot inside a mountain cave.

Then Schara throws the question, and Crik barely resists the urge to start flipping open his notebooks. With a sudden call to action, the rogue -slams- his thick bladed knife into the beast's hide - and just as quickly darts into the furthest dark corner he can find. "-not to my knowledge!" Comes, the distant reply.

The Yeth hound growls as fire burns across its flank, then snaps at Crik when the Egalrin leaps from the refuse and sinks his blade into the flank of the devil's beast. It turns, kicking aside a rotten limb, and pursues the rogue into the corner who manages to avoid its bite by inches, ripping away a few scraps of one of the many many many layers of accoutrements.

GAME: Ulthan rolls weapon13: (4)+8: 12
GAME: Ulthan rolls damage13: aliased to 1d10+5: (2)+5: 7

Ulthan gives an ululating cry as he chases after the hound, swinging his flail as he reaches it, and somehow managing to score a hit, although it does not seem to be that effective.

Stinky breath, their bowels voided, fears no man but risks no evil.

Its high-pitched cowardly yipping as it flees from the cave suggests its had enough.

GAME: Schara rolls ranged +1: (11)+11+1: 23
GAME: Schara rolls ranged +1: (10)+11+1: 22
GAME: Schara rolls 3d6+4: (7)+4: 11

GAME: Crik rolls weapon1+2: (20)+9+2: 31 (THREAT)
GAME: Crik rolls weapon1+2: (15)+9+2: 26
GAME: Crik rolls damage1+3d6: aliased to 1d4+1+3d6: (1)+1+(13): 15
GAME: Crik rolls damage1: aliased to 1d4+1: (3)+1: 4

"It seems quite resistant to your attacks, is it the hide, or the material?" Schara wonders as the others seem to struggle to harm the creature. She wasn't entirely sure how much her fires were doing, but more went the way of the hound, causing even more burns as she ducked to cover the exit of the tunnel.

Crik's eyes are wide and he squishes himself into a smaller and smaller bundle of clothes as the large Yeth starts to approach him. He holds up his wide and flat bladed, really a blunt instrument more than anything, knife up towards the beast as if it would deter it any.

He hears sounds behind and then suddenly, he springs forward, closes his eyes and makes -wild- slashing motions that may or may not be indicative of any amount of skill, or arbitrarily high amounts of panic.

"SHE'S GOING TO KILL US, YOU IDIOTS." Feet sniffer's expansive nose blows rapidly as the howl's magic panic is replaced by something worse. The fear of inevitability. Of impotent anger at a coming doom. "LURCHING IDIOTS WITH YOUR STUPID DROOLING FACES. SHE'LL KILL YOU TOO."

Feet Sniffer runs, but unlike Stinky Breath, seems to have a plan to survive. It slips into the shadows quietly.

GAME: Carver rolls 1d20+19: (18)+19: 37
GAME: Carver rolls 1d20+9: (14)+9: 23
GAME: Carver rolls 3d8+6: (18)+6: 24
GAME: Crik rolls will: (3)+4: 7

Crik's blade cuts wildly. Luck? Skill? Who cares when hot blood splatters on your beak. The Yeth's eye weeps lava as it gouges its one remaining orb out of its head, but this time its jaw latches onto Crik. The large creature shakes and rattles and breaks and rends before tossing the poor rogue to the floor, its steaming saliva mixing with Egalrin bloodsoaked feathers.

GAME: Ulthan RAGES!, gaining +2 to melee attack/damage/Will saves and 8 temporary HP
GAME: Ulthan rolls weapon13: (9)+10: 19
GAME: Ulthan rolls damage13: aliased to 1d10+7: (10)+7: 17

Ulthan's ululating warcry raises in volume as he invokes the fury and magic in his blood, entering Rage and then smashing his flail down on the large hound, smashing it down onto its body, quivering. And barely expiring with its body broken.

The Yeth's spine is thick but not so much so that it can resist that blow. It shatters under the flail and it topples, its one burning eye cooling as its breath chokes and spittles and ends with a wheezing growl. Some of Crik's feathers, shaken so roughly loose, continue to drift to the floor.

GAME: Schara casts Cure Light Wounds. Caster Level: 7 DC: 15
GAME: Schara rolls 1d8 +5: (6)+5: 11

"Hang on Crik, just one moment!" The artificer shouts over into the cave, just in time for the beast to fall. Schara sprints over to where Crik had been badly injured, where they pull a rather large needle out of a leg pouch, jabbing it quickly into the egalrin where it jolts the rogue and almost instantly closes various wounds while she pulls it free. "You alright there? Both of you?"

In the sudden flash, there was only pain. No, only motion and sense of nothing. No, there was fear. An indomitable terror that overwhelmed everything, sending Crik onto the floor after the beast is done tearing out the chunks of those once beautiful raven feathers.

Then the beast falls and Crik's head is rolling, throat croaking. The jab is barely registered, as the corvid's attention is pulled elsewhere. Shiny. With pilfering fingers, he holds up the piece of jewelry he found. "Now... that, is sad." He drops his hand holding the dog collar down onto the ground.

'Dearest Fluffy, my loyal beast', the collar said.

Ulthan stops screaming when he notices the big hound stopped moving, and seems to shrink visiibly as the rage subsides. He leans on the haft of his flail and looks down at the hound.

The cave is quiet as they help Crik to his feet, to take him to town. To discuss rewards and aid. This job is over but...

Elsewhere...

Three burning eyes glare down at the shivering creature, Stinky Breath, whose crusty little lips quiver in fear. "WE TRIES OUR BEST, MISSUS, WE TRIES OUR BE-URK." The Pugwampi is picked up by its head, held between iron-tipped fingers as a face leans in from the shadows.

Mottled, greenish jaw with iron-hinges. Sharp, needling teeth and warts. The exhale of a sigh blows quiet the Pugwampi's simping. "Fluffy will be missed."

BITE! TEAR!

The Pugwampi's head is spit out as the hunched, powerfully built 'woman' turns to the pack of Yeth. They howl in unison, as the 'woman' settles down onto a wide-brimmed mushroom as thick as a log to ponder.

[[Category:PrP]]

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2024-11-12T15:02:18Z

Ulthan: /* November */

Posted Notice (Part 1)

2024-11-05T21:27:10Z

Ulthan:

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==Log Info==

*Title: Posted Notice (Part 1)

*GM: Carver

*Characters: [[Bryn]], [[Crick]], [[Schara]], [[Ulthan]]

*Place: Village, in Greater Alexandros, near Redridge

*Summary: Yet another settlement calls for help around Felwood, didn't that place get cleaned up yet? But for now, investigation abounds...
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It is clear that there is a festival aborted. The colors and mood of a planned celebration drowned out by fear and suspicion; a banquet left unfulfilled. The city square is dressed up with no one to enjoy the ball. The sign celebrating harvest are left unfinished. Even the visible villagers seem withdrawn. Not hostile but nervous. A young woman rushes laundry home, and her eyes keep darting to the sky.

The arriving visitors are met with a guard with a spear at the road leading into town, an older fellow tired from a night's watch and six o'clock shadow at what at most is 10 in the morning. He greets them and will direct them to the village chief's house upon introduction, a modest two story home that has probably served the Reeve family for many generations if it's architecture is any indication. If they would rather get a drink and secure rooms before any discussion of work, he will also mention the Dancing Badger as the best place to kick up feet for drinks. A bell rings on the hour, a small church whose Blue Rose on Bronze recognizes Aldea as this small village's patron. This is a nice place at all first impressions, but just as obvious something as recently disturbed this idyllic harmony.

Bryn is always in the mood for a drink, but that doesn't means it's always time for a drink; they're best saved for after evils have been silenced, skulls are cracked, and/or arses kicked. She waves at the guard, looks around the place. "Quiet, pretty li'l place. 'Cept for the stuff botherin 'em, I guess?" Now she looks to the others. "Quicker we can clear up the botherin, quicker they can get back to quiet?"

Ulthan shifts from foot to foot as he looks into the village. "So, I do't feel like dilly-dallying around, head to the village chief's place first?"

Schara was one of the assembled folks who was summoned to the town. It was difficult to ascertain exactly how they were feeling at a glance as the heavily armored artificer walked inside, stopping to greet the guard on shift before heading for the chief's home. "It's no good for people to be so bothered at a time like this. It will be a hard winter if we do nothing to fix this."

"It's nice, raised me family here." Guard Thom grumbles. "Hope you can get to the bottom of this." He waves them ahead as they come to an agreement to speak to the chief, whose door is opened by an elderly man with a braided beard - whose strength seems like a shadow of Ulthan. Way past his prime but his prime was likely an adventurous one. His body may have lost much of its strength but the way he takes them in with a measuring gaze means his mind is still sharp. None of them are familiar, and all of them are strange.

"Come in." It could almost be given as an order but he holds the door open for them, and softens his tone. "Please."

The inside of the home is modest, a sound of a young child's laughter upstairs and a mother's shushing. An axe inscribed with a rune rests over a stuffed chair near the fire. "Welcome to my home. I am Chief Reeves... and you lot scream that you're from Alexandria." /Especially/ Schara, an artifice seemingly ready for war. "Thank you."

Ulthan greets the Chief with warriors salute, holding his right fist before his chest, before ducking under the door and stepping inside.

Bryn heads for the chief's place. If the wall of Ulthan can get in, she can. "Ey, 'n nice place," she greets as she steps inside. "Nobody's started screamin yet, but we're 'ere ta help. So wha's goin on?" She steps aside to let others saunter in.

"We will do everything we can within reason to figure this out and resolves this as soon and properly as possible." The artificer responds to the guard as they head to the chief's home. Schara stops to carefully sidle herself into the building, careful not to scratch up anything with their armor. "Thank you for the welcome, mister Reeves, and while I am not from Alexandria, that is where I and the others with me are currently living. What can we do to help you?"

An unidentifiable rugsack has randomly snuck up on the party. Roll for - no wait, that is just a shuffling amount of cloaks over cloaks, with a black beak sticking out. The hunched over figure looks this way, and then that way, up until they move right next to Bryn.

Maybe if Crik stays still enough he'll pass for a knapsack.

Carver says, “It's... complicated." Reeves says, rubbing at his left knee. "It started with a sheep or two reported missing. Remains never found. Then, the sheriff's wolf hound the same, only the signs of an attack present in the field. "We're talking nearly one hundred kilograms of proper knight-ripping dog. Gone." He grips his bad leg, "Then, the people start whispering of something dark flying above the moon at night and jus' as the sheriff says he might have a lead?" The leading question has an implied answer. He's gone too.

"If this wasn't enough, we've had more strange reports come in from the nightwatch this morning."”

Ulthan blinks a little at mention of 220 pound hound going missing, and he strokes his breastplate to reassure himself. "That is indeed worrisome... Those breeds of dog don't go easy is something tries to take them." He speaks with conviction of someone who knows his dogs. "Any eye witnesses able to describe the dark shape?"

"Then the sooner we are on our way, the better, I would say. If it is hunting at night, then it may be staying somewhere in the day that we may be able to corner it. Especially if it is capable of flight." Schara considers. "And while I do not wish to inspire false hope, we may be able to find the sheriff in time, or at the very least recover their body for their family or other next of kin."

The artificer turns abruptly, and pokes the bundle of cloths on the beak. "You weren't here earlier. You aren't the flying beast we are looking for, are you?"

Ulthan peers at the bundle, then chuckles. "I can vouch that Crik is no beast, but he does have a bit of a flighty nature."

"I had a few describe what they could... most didn't see, and the one who seemed most sure, well..." Reeves reaches to a loosely bound scroll that he offers, but pauses halfway through as a coughing fit wracks his form. The sound is horrendous, a wet bark that speaks of something deep in the lungs.

It last an uncomfortably long time before reedy breath returns and the chief wipes his lips and finally passes the scroll over. A few names are listed, a shepherd lady going by the name of Aranna. The Althean priest, Hearthguard Brom. A woodsman, Gregory. "The last swore he got a good look but... well, ackack, he's a man who unburdens with too much drink. Far *too* much." Reeves is too much of a professional to call one of his own a drunkard.

GAME: Schara rolls heal: (2)+9: 11
GAME: Ulthan rolls kloc: aliased to knowledge/local: (5)+5: 10

Crik does not answer. Knapsacks do not speak. But they apparently do pass notes - one of them being pushed upwards towards Bryn in a neat folded fashion. One could consider it an act of mechanical engineer to have such a thin rod hold such a small piece of paper.

The paper just says 'please take notes' to Bryn. The knapsack remains quiet.

"Oh, it's just Crik. Doing, I'm not sure why he's doing this." The artificer audibly sighs. "That cough sounds pretty bad though mister Reeve, you should let me take a look at it later to see if there's anything I can do to help. But for now, it seems like we have some people to check over. We should check in with the shepherd first, I think? They may have some physical evidence from their fields that we can corroborate with the others."

Ulthan reads over the scroll, then ponders for a while, ticking on his fingers a mnemonic for the local rumours he can recall, shaking his head occasionally. "Drat, can't pick anything that seems to fit, so far. But we're still close to Felwood, so that could be a factor..."

Ulthan nods at the Artificer's comment. "Good idea, easier to pick up a spoor if someone points the direction to go sniffing at."

"There is one last thing. The Nightwatch did tell me, ackack, that..." Reeves takes a deep breath, "That last night he kept hearing yelling and strange howling from the sheriff's house. He explained it sounded like children but, and in his words, 'not like children.'" The man pours himself a drink with shaky hands. "We sent two of the strongest lads this morning to peek inside but didn't notice anything out of sorts other than things seemed to have been... rearranged. We thought to take a longer look around soon but if you would like to first, we will hold off." He takes a long drink, waving off Schara's concern. "It's... fine."

Bryn doesn't notice the rod and paper, at first, then happens to turn a bit that it actually shows up in her halved peripheral vision. A blink and then she takes the paper, reads it, nods. "Taken."

Then she's back to the discussion at hand. "Sounds like ye need a drink 'r three yerself," she suggests to Reeve. Bushy brows knit as she ponders. "Weird things't night, weird sounds 't day. Maybe somethin atta sheriff's place, maybe not? Seems best place ta start lookin, ey?" Since she hasn't heard of anywhere else yet. "Least while it's daylight. If'n it's huntin at night, we may be, too."

The knapsack remains quiet, seemingly content at the acknowledgment received by Bryn. After a few minutes though, it starts to filter in there is no actual note taking, except taking of notes.

There is the most slightest of sad movement from the direction of bundled up cloaks.

"It probably would not hurt to investigate the sheriff's house first, if they were potentially on to something. Maybe they had notes there, if they were not removed by something or someone rearranging the place." Schara considers. "It is not fine and sounds like it is caused by something which is why I would want to offer my aid, but another time."

"So, let's look there first, then investigate some of the townsfolk, unless we wish to speak to more at once? I am afraid my skills in speaking to witnesses are incredibly poor in many cases."

"If you wish, I can call the witnesses here... have you speak to them together or seperate." Reeves offers. "If that would make it easier for you all?"

"Oh, right." Bryn is reminded that there were witnesses other than the ale-lover. "Ye, bring 'em on down? We hear their tales. Can learn lots from stories." She loves hearing stories as much as telling them.

"Very well, Hans..." Reeves calls out, before clearing his throat. "Hans! Go retrieve the Heartguard, Aranna, and the woodsman, lad." A small face peeks out from above stairs, and a cheerful, "Okay, Pan-Pan!" The boy rushes down the stairs to get about his errand. "I'll have you break your fast here, we don't have much but what we have we always share."

It is a simple meal of hard cheeses and salted meats but it is a comfortable wait at least. Reeves explains a bit more about their harvest festival plans and bemourns the delay on them in the meantime. Another coughing fit does interrupt it briefly.

After a while, three people are led into the room. A stern, blonde woman with a solid pair of arms. She's the fittest of the three. Wrinkles are there but she's hearty and greets them boldly. Hearthguard Brom is a skinnier man with a balding pate dressed in a blue wool coat whose smile is easy and fast. "Welcome to our humble village."

The last is a sunken eyed man who already smells of booze. Easy to guess from that and his hands that this must be Gregory. "The kid still calls me Mister Stinky, Reeves..."

The chief exhales, "Thank you, Hans. Go to your mother now, boy." The boy smiles and waves at the strange gathering before disappearing upstairs. "Here they are then."

With the witnesses sent for, Schara was left with the others for a rather pleasant meal all things considered, the artificer removing the lower half of her helmet to enjoy some of the meats and cheeses. But once the people called for arrived, it was back to business.

"Apologies for te summons, but we are here to get to the bottom of these attacks, and we were told you three may have some information on these matters? If you have any thing out of the ordinary to share, fur samples or the like, or accounts of what you saw, all are appreciated."

During the wait - and perhaps lured by the salted meat and cheese - the knapsack had magically transformed into a befuddled looking egalrin. There was an array of notebooks in front of him now, most of them with strings attached to the covers that lead into his sleeves.

"As calmly and with detail, can you describe exactly what you witnessed during your encounter with this unidentified phenomena?" The corvid asks with surprising amount of lucidity - considering he looks like a bird just taken out of trash. And with some cheese on his black beak.

Stories AND food? Bryn should visit festivals harassed by strange night creatures more often, and that doesn't even include the immininent skull-bashing! She inhales a few morsels, then greets the arrivals with a broad, tusky grin. One that fails to hide the extra snicker from Gregory's comment.

"Aye," she agrees with Schara. "We're here ta listen n 'elp. Share yer stories."

Ulthan , having shared some cheese and bread with his friend Crik, is trying to appear as unthreatening as a big and obviosuly muscly Dranei can be as the witnesses are going over their stories.

Carver says, “Oh's, wyn yur 'ere?" The Woodsman slurs. "It's true, scariest load of shite that'n--" Hearthguard clears his throat as Aranna rolls her expressive blue eyes at the man. "Perhaps I should start." He tucks hands into his trousers, clearly trying to express control and calm in the moment. "As far as I know, there hasn't been physical evidence left behind but a few have come to the church to try to seek comfort and calm and there has been one unifying detail in the mixed tales. The creature was in the sky, a great dark shadow barely noticed but it did not soar like a witch in their stories upon anything. It almost seemed to run through the air." Reeves nods in thought as the Hearthguard gives the chief a worried look, "Have you been taking the medicine?"

The chief waves off the concern.”

GAME: Ulthan rolls sense motive: (5)+5: 10
GAME: Schara rolls sense motive: (7)+3: 10
GAME: Crik rolls sense motive: (5)+6: 11

"Scary shite. Shadow. Runnin in the air. Not ridin." Bryn summarizes what she takes out from that. Her eye looks to the woman who can roll her eyes better than her tongue, so far. "What'd you see or hear?"

"I'm not sure what medicine he's speaking of, but it probably is a good idea if it would help you to feel better. He means well, mister Reeve."

"Something running though sounds strange, so it was person shaped, you believe? That would match up with the sounds reported from the house."

"Please, continue as you are all able, however."

Crik stares blankly at the description - then starts writing down notes. While he is doing so, another hand is absently flipping through another notebook, filled with scribbles and occasional drawings of all kinds. "... ride... sky..." He mutters by himself. Then the house is mentioned and he raises his beak. "Did the shadow rearrange the sky? The stars or the moon?" Serious stare.

"Like I told the priest, who doesn't listen to a word anyone says..." The Shepard begins, with the Hearthguard looking scandalized by the suggestion. "Aranna that is not true, but these people are here for accurate verifiable accounts..."

The woman plants hands on her hip, motioning to the Woodsman. "Oh, then why that buffoon here? He's not a buffoon, he's jus-"

"Oi, whassa buffon?"

"Oh Greg..."

"Shut up you drunk idio-- OI!"

Reeves slams a hand down on the table for silence. "Aranna, please."

The woman stands up a little straighter as the sidetalk is cut off. "Yes, Chief. I found where Good Boy was attacked. That's the sheriff's wolf hound. Loyal beast. He what put up a fight, I tell you all. I think maybe even hurt whatever attacked him. Like I told you, Reeves, smelled funny. So I spoke to Mabel, down at the general store and she had me sniff a few things. It smelled like sulfur. Just so."

Greg laughs, "Oh, I 'bet' you visited Mabel just to sniff't all her things."

Reeves warning glare is enough time to stop the fight about to brew from the woman who flushes dark. Greg keeps snickering to himself at his own joke.

The Hearthguard clears his throat, "I don't believe it 'rearranged' the sky. From the stories as I understood them."

Ulthan raises an eyebrow. "I knew that kind of dog wouldn't be taken out easy. They are loyal, and fierce."

Crik looks blank, then turns his head down. "... smells... sulfur... planes...?" He continues mumbling himself. Then he is pulling out his collection of small vials, corking one of them open and apparently taking a sniff. Yep, sulphur is sulphur. The vial is corked back down.

"Potentially demonic in origin. Shadow summoned by grief. Curse? There must be a curse. There is always a curse." Crik stares down at his notes, then back up. "Has there been a calamity lately?"

"Look, if there is anything that is amiss, we are here to hear it." Schara reiterates, sounding more exasperated by the moment. "And it is not just verifiable accounts, but we would like to examine statements and reports from everyone in order to determine evidence which matches up, even if it may sound strange at first. If one person says a person is running across the sky it's strange, multiple accounts implies something else at hand."

"I am sorry, I am not good with speaking to people. But there's something amiss. demonic, possibly fey, could be another strange creature." Schara sighs. "Why do you believe it did not rearrange things?"

Bryn perks up at the tale of a scrap. Those are the best tales. Having a feisty wolfdog in it doesn't hurt, neither. "Good Boy's a great boy. We can look't where he put up a fight. Could be tracks or trails or other bits left behind." She looks to the others. "Be somewhere we know it's been, if nothin else."

Her nose wrinkles at the words of suphur and demons; not the best thing to hear or smell of. "Maybe smell our way to it from there."

Hearthguard Brom looks to Schara, "Well, I say that it did not 'rearrange' things beca--"

"Ey ey ey, I seens it!" 'Greg' interjects. "I was out late you know, to get ready for work."

Aranna mutters something beneath her breath but does not break the conversational flow. "A body like a bear and a wolf's head, I say! It wannit' flyin' it was LEAPING. Like a frog, see, cause it's a many-backed beast!" The man seems to be delivering his tale with slurred enthusiasm the other's lacked. "Scariest shit I ever seen, especially when it howled. My entire bladder nearly emptied at once!"

GAME: Ulthan rolls kloc +4: aliased to knowledge/local +4: (7)+5+4: 16
GAME: Crik rolls knowledge/planes+4: (11)+4+4: 15
GAME: Bryn rolls knowledge/the planes+4: (4)+2+4: 10
GAME: Bryn rolls knowledge/local+4: (14)+2+4: 20

Crik slowly folds back into his notes, flipping over his secondary notebook at an alarming speed even if he wasn't looking at it. Except when the drunk starts talking, he points at the poor man. "Paper. Paper." The corvid was suddenly scrabbling to push paper forward at the drunk. "Draw the hound. It was a hound. It is a Yeth hound." He says and then looks at the others. "... I should not influence the witness."

Schara listens intently, but she is unable to piece together what a bear dog creature jumping through the air might mean. "What do you mean by many backed?" The artificer inquires. "And, perhaps there is something to this. If it smells demonic, and acts like a demon Crik recognizes, it's a possibility, while I hope not true, we will have to deal with."

"Hmmm..." Bryn rumbles thoughtfully. "Sounds like a devil hound. Fight other hounds. Like to scare folks. Lotsa howlin." She snaps her fingers as she recalls another possibly relevent minor detail. "N said they can fly, too."

Her eye turns to Schara. "Ye. Might be a master ta deal with. Seem demons 'n devils 'n the like are pretty common round these parts."

Ulthan shakes his head and reaches to brush his fingertips over the solid head of his flail. "This could get iffy in a hurry..."

"Uh," Greg says as he is expected to draw this creature. He takes it in unsteady hands, quickly looking about and then begins to sketch. He works fast and turns it to them, "Like this?" For as confident as he sounded before? Less so now of the abomination bearfrogdog he has roughly etched onto paper. Its legs of a bullfrog and body of a bear with a shrunken wolf's head slobbering. It's not a Yeth hound, it's bullshit, he probably saw nothing but heard its DISTINCTIVE howl in the woods.

"Is... that what a Yeth hound looks like?" Hearthguard politely asks. Aranna just rolls her eyes again.

Elsewhere... a great hound, skinned furless, rips and tears the corpse into slavering bits of a ranger's dear companion. Its one eye glows like a coal in a dark cave, as it gorges itself. The remains of the wolfhound is still large but even it is dwarfed by the devilish creature.

Crik takes the paper with great eagerness. "Yes!" The corvid egalrin exclaims, holding up the paper. There's a moment, a pause, and then he tilts the paper the other way around. "No." He states, though his head tilts sideways. "Interesting."

The paper is quickly filed away into his notebooks, and he holds up his hands. "No no, a Yeth could be simply hunting far away from the Felwood. They roam far. Their most distinct characteristic is their horrifying cry." He flips into one his fully scribbled notebooks and holds it up to the party. "See?" It was full of chicken scratches, tiny enough that normal eyes can barely see. "Their bite also makes people sick."

[[Category:PrP]]

Posted Notice (Part 1)

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Ulthan: Posted Notice part 1

Posted Notice (Part 1)

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Ulthan: Posted

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==Log Info==

*Title: Posted Notice (Part 1)

*GM: Carver

*Characters: [[Bryn]], [[Crick]], [[Schara]], [[Ulthan]]

*Place: Placeholder

*Summary: Yet another settlement calls for help around Felwood, didn't that place get cleaned up yet? But for now, investigation abounds...
It is clear that there is a festival aborted. The colors and mood of a planned celebration drowned out by fear and suspicion; a banquet left unfulfilled. The city square is dressed up with no one to enjoy the ball. The sign celebrating harvest are left unfinished. Even the visible villagers seem withdrawn. Not hostile but nervous. A young woman rushes laundry home, and her eyes keep darting to the sky.

The arriving visitors are met with a guard with a spear at the road leading into town, an older fellow tired from a night's watch and six o'clock shadow at what at most is 10 in the morning. He greets them and will direct them to the village chief's house upon introduction, a modest two story home that has probably served the Reeve family for many generations if it's architecture is any indication. If they would rather get a drink and secure rooms before any discussion of work, he will also mention the Dancing Badger as the best place to kick up feet for drinks. A bell rings on the hour, a small church whose Blue Rose on Bronze recognizes Aldea as this small village's patron. This is a nice place at all first impressions, but just as obvious something as recently disturbed this idyllic harmony.

Bryn is always in the mood for a drink, but that doesn't means it's always time for a drink; they're best saved for after evils have been silenced, skulls are cracked, and/or arses kicked. She waves at the guard, looks around the place. "Quiet, pretty li'l place. 'Cept for the stuff botherin 'em, I guess?" Now she looks to the others. "Quicker we can clear up the botherin, quicker they can get back to quiet?"

Ulthan shifts from foot to foot as he looks into the village. "So, I do't feel like dilly-dallying around, head to the village chief's place first?"

Schara was one of the assembled folks who was summoned to the town. It was difficult to ascertain exactly how they were feeling at a glance as the heavily armored artificer walked inside, stopping to greet the guard on shift before heading for the chief's home. "It's no good for people to be so bothered at a time like this. It will be a hard winter if we do nothing to fix this."

"It's nice, raised me family here." Guard Thom grumbles. "Hope you can get to the bottom of this." He waves them ahead as they come to an agreement to speak to the chief, whose door is opened by an elderly man with a braided beard - whose strength seems like a shadow of Ulthan. Way past his prime but his prime was likely an adventurous one. His body may have lost much of its strength but the way he takes them in with a measuring gaze means his mind is still sharp. None of them are familiar, and all of them are strange.

"Come in." It could almost be given as an order but he holds the door open for them, and softens his tone. "Please."

The inside of the home is modest, a sound of a young child's laughter upstairs and a mother's shushing. An axe inscribed with a rune rests over a stuffed chair near the fire. "Welcome to my home. I am Chief Reeves... and you lot scream that you're from Alexandria." /Especially/ Schara, an artifice seemingly ready for war. "Thank you."

Ulthan greets the Chief with warriors salute, holding his right fist before his chest, before ducking under the door and stepping inside.

Bryn heads for the chief's place. If the wall of Ulthan can get in, she can. "Ey, 'n nice place," she greets as she steps inside. "Nobody's started screamin yet, but we're 'ere ta help. So wha's goin on?" She steps aside to let others saunter in.

"We will do everything we can within reason to figure this out and resolves this as soon and properly as possible." The artificer responds to the guard as they head to the chief's home. Schara stops to carefully sidle herself into the building, careful not to scratch up anything with their armor. "Thank you for the welcome, mister Reeves, and while I am not from Alexandria, that is where I and the others with me are currently living. What can we do to help you?"

An unidentifiable rugsack has randomly snuck up on the party. Roll for - no wait, that is just a shuffling amount of cloaks over cloaks, with a black beak sticking out. The hunched over figure looks this way, and then that way, up until they move right next to Bryn.

Maybe if Crik stays still enough he'll pass for a knapsack.

Carver says, “It's... complicated." Reeves says, rubbing at his left knee. "It started with a sheep or two reported missing. Remains never found. Then, the sheriff's wolf hound the same, only the signs of an attack present in the field. "We're talking nearly one hundred kilograms of proper knight-ripping dog. Gone." He grips his bad leg, "Then, the people start whispering of something dark flying above the moon at night and jus' as the sheriff says he might have a lead?" The leading question has an implied answer. He's gone too.

"If this wasn't enough, we've had more strange reports come in from the nightwatch this morning."”

Ulthan blinks a little at mention of 220 pound hound going missing, and he strokes his breastplate to reassure himself. "That is indeed worrisome... Those breeds of dog don't go easy is something tries to take them." He speaks with conviction of someone who knows his dogs. "Any eye witnesses able to describe the dark shape?"

"Then the sooner we are on our way, the better, I would say. If it is hunting at night, then it may be staying somewhere in the day that we may be able to corner it. Especially if it is capable of flight." Schara considers. "And while I do not wish to inspire false hope, we may be able to find the sheriff in time, or at the very least recover their body for their family or other next of kin."

The artificer turns abruptly, and pokes the bundle of cloths on the beak. "You weren't here earlier. You aren't the flying beast we are looking for, are you?"

Ulthan peers at the bundle, then chuckles. "I can vouch that Crik is no beast, but he does have a bit of a flighty nature."

"I had a few describe what they could... most didn't see, and the one who seemed most sure, well..." Reeves reaches to a loosely bound scroll that he offers, but pauses halfway through as a coughing fit wracks his form. The sound is horrendous, a wet bark that speaks of something deep in the lungs.

It last an uncomfortably long time before reedy breath returns and the chief wipes his lips and finally passes the scroll over. A few names are listed, a shepherd lady going by the name of Aranna. The Althean priest, Hearthguard Brom. A woodsman, Gregory. "The last swore he got a good look but... well, ackack, he's a man who unburdens with too much drink. Far *too* much." Reeves is too much of a professional to call one of his own a drunkard.

GAME: Schara rolls heal: (2)+9: 11
GAME: Ulthan rolls kloc: aliased to knowledge/local: (5)+5: 10

Crik does not answer. Knapsacks do not speak. But they apparently do pass notes - one of them being pushed upwards towards Bryn in a neat folded fashion. One could consider it an act of mechanical engineer to have such a thin rod hold such a small piece of paper.

The paper just says 'please take notes' to Bryn. The knapsack remains quiet.

"Oh, it's just Crik. Doing, I'm not sure why he's doing this." The artificer audibly sighs. "That cough sounds pretty bad though mister Reeve, you should let me take a look at it later to see if there's anything I can do to help. But for now, it seems like we have some people to check over. We should check in with the shepherd first, I think? They may have some physical evidence from their fields that we can corroborate with the others."

Ulthan reads over the scroll, then ponders for a while, ticking on his fingers a mnemonic for the local rumours he can recall, shaking his head occasionally. "Drat, can't pick anything that seems to fit, so far. But we're still close to Felwood, so that could be a factor..."

Ulthan nods at the Artificer's comment. "Good idea, easier to pick up a spoor if someone points the direction to go sniffing at."

"There is one last thing. The Nightwatch did tell me, ackack, that..." Reeves takes a deep breath, "That last night he kept hearing yelling and strange howling from the sheriff's house. He explained it sounded like children but, and in his words, 'not like children.'" The man pours himself a drink with shaky hands. "We sent two of the strongest lads this morning to peek inside but didn't notice anything out of sorts other than things seemed to have been... rearranged. We thought to take a longer look around soon but if you would like to first, we will hold off." He takes a long drink, waving off Schara's concern. "It's... fine."

Bryn doesn't notice the rod and paper, at first, then happens to turn a bit that it actually shows up in her halved peripheral vision. A blink and then she takes the paper, reads it, nods. "Taken."

Then she's back to the discussion at hand. "Sounds like ye need a drink 'r three yerself," she suggests to Reeve. Bushy brows knit as she ponders. "Weird things't night, weird sounds 't day. Maybe somethin atta sheriff's place, maybe not? Seems best place ta start lookin, ey?" Since she hasn't heard of anywhere else yet. "Least while it's daylight. If'n it's huntin at night, we may be, too."

The knapsack remains quiet, seemingly content at the acknowledgment received by Bryn. After a few minutes though, it starts to filter in there is no actual note taking, except taking of notes.

There is the most slightest of sad movement from the direction of bundled up cloaks.

"It probably would not hurt to investigate the sheriff's house first, if they were potentially on to something. Maybe they had notes there, if they were not removed by something or someone rearranging the place." Schara considers. "It is not fine and sounds like it is caused by something which is why I would want to offer my aid, but another time."

"So, let's look there first, then investigate some of the townsfolk, unless we wish to speak to more at once? I am afraid my skills in speaking to witnesses are incredibly poor in many cases."

"If you wish, I can call the witnesses here... have you speak to them together or seperate." Reeves offers. "If that would make it easier for you all?"

"Oh, right." Bryn is reminded that there were witnesses other than the ale-lover. "Ye, bring 'em on down? We hear their tales. Can learn lots from stories." She loves hearing stories as much as telling them.

"Very well, Hans..." Reeves calls out, before clearing his throat. "Hans! Go retrieve the Heartguard, Aranna, and the woodsman, lad." A small face peeks out from above stairs, and a cheerful, "Okay, Pan-Pan!" The boy rushes down the stairs to get about his errand. "I'll have you break your fast here, we don't have much but what we have we always share."

It is a simple meal of hard cheeses and salted meats but it is a comfortable wait at least. Reeves explains a bit more about their harvest festival plans and bemourns the delay on them in the meantime. Another coughing fit does interrupt it briefly.

After a while, three people are led into the room. A stern, blonde woman with a solid pair of arms. She's the fittest of the three. Wrinkles are there but she's hearty and greets them boldly. Hearthguard Brom is a skinnier man with a balding pate dressed in a blue wool coat whose smile is easy and fast. "Welcome to our humble village."

The last is a sunken eyed man who already smells of booze. Easy to guess from that and his hands that this must be Gregory. "The kid still calls me Mister Stinky, Reeves..."

The chief exhales, "Thank you, Hans. Go to your mother now, boy." The boy smiles and waves at the strange gathering before disappearing upstairs. "Here they are then."

With the witnesses sent for, Schara was left with the others for a rather pleasant meal all things considered, the artificer removing the lower half of her helmet to enjoy some of the meats and cheeses. But once the people called for arrived, it was back to business.

"Apologies for te summons, but we are here to get to the bottom of these attacks, and we were told you three may have some information on these matters? If you have any thing out of the ordinary to share, fur samples or the like, or accounts of what you saw, all are appreciated."

During the wait - and perhaps lured by the salted meat and cheese - the knapsack had magically transformed into a befuddled looking egalrin. There was an array of notebooks in front of him now, most of them with strings attached to the covers that lead into his sleeves.

"As calmly and with detail, can you describe exactly what you witnessed during your encounter with this unidentified phenomena?" The corvid asks with surprising amount of lucidity - considering he looks like a bird just taken out of trash. And with some cheese on his black beak.

Stories AND food? Bryn should visit festivals harassed by strange night creatures more often, and that doesn't even include the immininent skull-bashing! She inhales a few morsels, then greets the arrivals with a broad, tusky grin. One that fails to hide the extra snicker from Gregory's comment.

"Aye," she agrees with Schara. "We're here ta listen n 'elp. Share yer stories."

Ulthan , having shared some cheese and bread with his friend Crik, is trying to appear as unthreatening as a big and obviosuly muscly Dranei can be as the witnesses are going over their stories.

Carver says, “Oh's, wyn yur 'ere?" The Woodsman slurs. "It's true, scariest load of shite that'n--" Hearthguard clears his throat as Aranna rolls her expressive blue eyes at the man. "Perhaps I should start." He tucks hands into his trousers, clearly trying to express control and calm in the moment. "As far as I know, there hasn't been physical evidence left behind but a few have come to the church to try to seek comfort and calm and there has been one unifying detail in the mixed tales. The creature was in the sky, a great dark shadow barely noticed but it did not soar like a witch in their stories upon anything. It almost seemed to run through the air." Reeves nods in thought as the Hearthguard gives the chief a worried look, "Have you been taking the medicine?"

The chief waves off the concern.”

GAME: Ulthan rolls sense motive: (5)+5: 10
GAME: Schara rolls sense motive: (7)+3: 10
GAME: Crik rolls sense motive: (5)+6: 11

"Scary shite. Shadow. Runnin in the air. Not ridin." Bryn summarizes what she takes out from that. Her eye looks to the woman who can roll her eyes better than her tongue, so far. "What'd you see or hear?"

"I'm not sure what medicine he's speaking of, but it probably is a good idea if it would help you to feel better. He means well, mister Reeve."

"Something running though sounds strange, so it was person shaped, you believe? That would match up with the sounds reported from the house."

"Please, continue as you are all able, however."

Crik stares blankly at the description - then starts writing down notes. While he is doing so, another hand is absently flipping through another notebook, filled with scribbles and occasional drawings of all kinds. "... ride... sky..." He mutters by himself. Then the house is mentioned and he raises his beak. "Did the shadow rearrange the sky? The stars or the moon?" Serious stare.

"Like I told the priest, who doesn't listen to a word anyone says..." The Shepard begins, with the Hearthguard looking scandalized by the suggestion. "Aranna that is not true, but these people are here for accurate verifiable accounts..."

The woman plants hands on her hip, motioning to the Woodsman. "Oh, then why that buffoon here? He's not a buffoon, he's jus-"

"Oi, whassa buffon?"

"Oh Greg..."

"Shut up you drunk idio-- OI!"

Reeves slams a hand down on the table for silence. "Aranna, please."

The woman stands up a little straighter as the sidetalk is cut off. "Yes, Chief. I found where Good Boy was attacked. That's the sheriff's wolf hound. Loyal beast. He what put up a fight, I tell you all. I think maybe even hurt whatever attacked him. Like I told you, Reeves, smelled funny. So I spoke to Mabel, down at the general store and she had me sniff a few things. It smelled like sulfur. Just so."

Greg laughs, "Oh, I 'bet' you visited Mabel just to sniff't all her things."

Reeves warning glare is enough time to stop the fight about to brew from the woman who flushes dark. Greg keeps snickering to himself at his own joke.

The Hearthguard clears his throat, "I don't believe it 'rearranged' the sky. From the stories as I understood them."

Ulthan raises an eyebrow. "I knew that kind of dog wouldn't be taken out easy. They are loyal, and fierce."

Crik looks blank, then turns his head down. "... smells... sulfur... planes...?" He continues mumbling himself. Then he is pulling out his collection of small vials, corking one of them open and apparently taking a sniff. Yep, sulphur is sulphur. The vial is corked back down.

"Potentially demonic in origin. Shadow summoned by grief. Curse? There must be a curse. There is always a curse." Crik stares down at his notes, then back up. "Has there been a calamity lately?"

"Look, if there is anything that is amiss, we are here to hear it." Schara reiterates, sounding more exasperated by the moment. "And it is not just verifiable accounts, but we would like to examine statements and reports from everyone in order to determine evidence which matches up, even if it may sound strange at first. If one person says a person is running across the sky it's strange, multiple accounts implies something else at hand."

"I am sorry, I am not good with speaking to people. But there's something amiss. demonic, possibly fey, could be another strange creature." Schara sighs. "Why do you believe it did not rearrange things?"

Bryn perks up at the tale of a scrap. Those are the best tales. Having a feisty wolfdog in it doesn't hurt, neither. "Good Boy's a great boy. We can look't where he put up a fight. Could be tracks or trails or other bits left behind." She looks to the others. "Be somewhere we know it's been, if nothin else."

Her nose wrinkles at the words of suphur and demons; not the best thing to hear or smell of. "Maybe smell our way to it from there."

Hearthguard Brom looks to Schara, "Well, I say that it did not 'rearrange' things beca--"

"Ey ey ey, I seens it!" 'Greg' interjects. "I was out late you know, to get ready for work."

Aranna mutters something beneath her breath but does not break the conversational flow. "A body like a bear and a wolf's head, I say! It wannit' flyin' it was LEAPING. Like a frog, see, cause it's a many-backed beast!" The man seems to be delivering his tale with slurred enthusiasm the other's lacked. "Scariest shit I ever seen, especially when it howled. My entire bladder nearly emptied at once!"

GAME: Ulthan rolls kloc +4: aliased to knowledge/local +4: (7)+5+4: 16
GAME: Crik rolls knowledge/planes+4: (11)+4+4: 15
GAME: Bryn rolls knowledge/the planes+4: (4)+2+4: 10
GAME: Bryn rolls knowledge/local+4: (14)+2+4: 20

Crik slowly folds back into his notes, flipping over his secondary notebook at an alarming speed even if he wasn't looking at it. Except when the drunk starts talking, he points at the poor man. "Paper. Paper." The corvid was suddenly scrabbling to push paper forward at the drunk. "Draw the hound. It was a hound. It is a Yeth hound." He says and then looks at the others. "... I should not influence the witness."

Schara listens intently, but she is unable to piece together what a bear dog creature jumping through the air might mean. "What do you mean by many backed?" The artificer inquires. "And, perhaps there is something to this. If it smells demonic, and acts like a demon Crik recognizes, it's a possibility, while I hope not true, we will have to deal with."

"Hmmm..." Bryn rumbles thoughtfully. "Sounds like a devil hound. Fight other hounds. Like to scare folks. Lotsa howlin." She snaps her fingers as she recalls another possibly relevent minor detail. "N said they can fly, too."

Her eye turns to Schara. "Ye. Might be a master ta deal with. Seem demons 'n devils 'n the like are pretty common round these parts."

Ulthan shakes his head and reaches to brush his fingertips over the solid head of his flail. "This could get iffy in a hurry..."

"Uh," Greg says as he is expected to draw this creature. He takes it in unsteady hands, quickly looking about and then begins to sketch. He works fast and turns it to them, "Like this?" For as confident as he sounded before? Less so now of the abomination bearfrogdog he has roughly etched onto paper. Its legs of a bullfrog and body of a bear with a shrunken wolf's head slobbering. It's not a Yeth hound, it's bullshit, he probably saw nothing but heard its DISTINCTIVE howl in the woods.

"Is... that what a Yeth hound looks like?" Hearthguard politely asks. Aranna just rolls her eyes again.

Elsewhere... a great hound, skinned furless, rips and tears the corpse into slavering bits of a ranger's dear companion. Its one eye glows like a coal in a dark cave, as it gorges itself. The remains of the wolfhound is still large but even it is dwarfed by the devilish creature.

Crik takes the paper with great eagerness. "Yes!" The corvid egalrin exclaims, holding up the paper. There's a moment, a pause, and then he tilts the paper the other way around. "No." He states, though his head tilts sideways. "Interesting."

The paper is quickly filed away into his notebooks, and he holds up his hands. "No no, a Yeth could be simply hunting far away from the Felwood. They roam far. Their most distinct characteristic is their horrifying cry." He flips into one his fully scribbled notebooks and holds it up to the party. "See?" It was full of chicken scratches, tiny enough that normal eyes can barely see. "Their bite also makes people sick."

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==2024 Logs==
===January===
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|January 1, 2024
|[[New Face in Town]]
|[[Kadlin]], [[Murder]]
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|[[What is in a Name]]
|[[Khepri]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
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|[[Triangulating Assumptions]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Eztli]], [[Dirk]]
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|[[Magic and Archmages]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Kadlin]], [[Mikilos]], [[Murder]]
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|January 2, 2024
|[[In Search of a Forge]]
|[[Kadlin]], [[Harshad]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
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|[[Tales of Redemption and Grief]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
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|January 5, 2024
|[[Song and Holy Violence]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Aryia]], [[Verna]]
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|January 8, 2024
|[[An Ask of Mental Fortitude]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Harkashan]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
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|[[Axochitl's Aid]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]]
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|January 9, 2024
|[[Snowballs in the Gardens]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Eztli]], [[Mikilos]], [[Ness]], [[Ous]]
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|January 10, 2024
|[[A Meeting In The Wintry Woods]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Kadlin]], [[Munch]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
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|January 11, 2024
|[[Shenanigans on Ice]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Irshya]], [[Slixvah]], [[Thurid]]
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|[[Raiders of the Lost Tomb, Part 2]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Fidget]], [[Slixvah]], [[Irshya]], [[Aimarra]], [[Carver]], GM: [[Telamon]]
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|January 14, 2024
|[[Phantom Thieves - The Heist]]
|[[Crik]], [[Reithak]], [[Warrick]], [[Merith]], [[Thoth]], GM: [[Fidget]]
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|[[Testing Synonie]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
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|January 15, 2024
|[[Raiders of the Lost Tomb Part 3]]
|[[Aimarra]], [[Slixvah]], [[Irshya]], [[Carver]], [[Fidget]], [[Aelwyn]] ('''DM:''' Telamon)
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|[[Chronolark - Part 1]]
|[[Thoth]], [[Aznara]], [[Reithak]], [[Tlanexhuani]], ('''DM:''' Whirlpool)
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|January 18, 2024
|[[Workouts and Distractions]]
|[[Choler]], [[Thurid]], [[Eztli]], [[Slixvah]], [[Verna]]
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|January 19, 2024
|[[World Peace and Hunky Boys]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Dolan]], [[Verna]]
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|January 21, 2024
|[[Quarry Quarrel, Part 1]]
|[[Thoth]], [[Crik]], [[Khepri]], [[Reithak]], GM: [[Thurid]]
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|January 22, 2024
|[[Chronolark - Part 2]]
|[[Thoth]], [[Aznara]], [[Reithak]], [[Tlanexhuani]], GM: [[Whirlpool]]
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|January 23, 2024
|[[Prisoner Transfer - Part 1]]
|[[Thoth]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Magpie]], GM: [[Whirlpool]]
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|January 25, 2024
|[[Silencing the Unloved King]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Dirk]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
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|January 27, 2024
|[[Forgotten Blood Finale - Beneath]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Culix]], [[Schara]] GM: [[Harkashan]]
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|January 28, 2024
|[[Phantom Thieves - The Heist Pt2]]
|[[Crik]], [[Reithak]], [[Warrick]], [[Merith]], [[Thoth]], GM: [[Fidget]]
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|January 29, 2024
|[[Raiders of the Lost Tomb Part 4]]
|[[Aimarra]], [[Slixvah]], [[Irshya]], [[Carver]], [[Fidget]], [[Aelwyn]] ('''DM:''' Telamon)
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|[[Wraps and Hiccups]]
|[[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
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|[[Chronolark - Part 3]]
|[[Thoth]], [[Tlanexhuani]], [[Reithak]], [[Aznara]] ('''DM:''' Whirlpool)
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|January 30, 2024
|[[Prisoner Transfer - Part 2]]
|[[Thoth]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Magpie]], GM: [[Whirlpool]]
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===February===
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|Log
|People
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|February 1, 2024
|[[Cat Scratch Chills]]
|[[Reithak]], [[Simony]], [[Teppus]]
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|February 2, 2024
|[[Raiders of the Lost Tomb Part 5]]
|[[Aimarra]], [[Slixvah]], [[Irshya]], [[Carver]], [[Aelwyn]] ('''DM:''' Telamon)
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|February 4, 2024
|[[Behold the Unloved King (Part 1)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]]
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|February 5, 2024
|[[Answers in Amantli (Part 1)]]
|[[Cuemoni]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]]
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|[[Chronolark - Part 4]]
|[[Thoth]], [[Tlanexhuani]], [[Reithak]] ('''DM:''' Whirlpool)
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|February 6, 2024
|[[Prisoner Transfer - Part 3]]
|[[Thoth]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Magpie]], GM: [[Whirlpool]]
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|February 7, 2024
|[[Mushrooms and Man Left Behind]]
|[[Culix]], [[Irshya]], [[Aelwyn]]
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|February 11, 2024
|[[Quarry Quarrel, Part 2]]
|[[Thoth]], [[Reithak]], [[Crik]], [[Khepri]], GM: [[Thurid]]
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|[[Cultivating Humility]]
|[[Alfrik]], [[Munch]], [[Murder]], [[Telamon]]
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|[[Behold the Unloved King (Part 2)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]]
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|February 12, 2024
|[[Chronolark - Part 5]]
|[[Thoth]], [[Tlanexhuani]], [[Reithak]] ('''DM:''' Whirlpool)
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|February 13, 2024
|[[Sound Mind]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Harkashan]], [[Simony]], [[Verna]]
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|[[Answers in Amantli (Part 2)]]
|[[Cuemoni]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]]
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|February 14, 2024
|[[Fire birds and sharp sticks]]
|[[Crik]], [[Eztli]], [[Rhar]]
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|[[Simony's Haven]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
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|February 15, 2024
|[[Cold Winter Encounters]]
|[[Simony]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Verna]]
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|February 16, 2024
|[[Summoning Aid]]
|[[Simony]], [[Verna]]
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|February 18, 2024
|[[The show must drag on]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Culix]], [[Eztli]]
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|February 18, 2024
|[[Behold the Unloved King (Part 3)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]]
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|[[Quarry Quarrel Part 3]]
|[[Khepri]], [[Thoth]], [[Reithak]], [[Crik]], GM: [[Thurid]]
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|February 19, 2024
|[[Temple District Ruminations]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Simony]]
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|[[The Weight of Responsibility]]
|[[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
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|[[Chronolark - Part 6]]
|[[Thoth]], [[Tlanexhuani]], [[Reithak]], [[Aznara]] ('''DM:''' Whirlpool)
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|February 20, 2024
|[[Dead Men]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Harkashan]], [[Simony]], [[Verna]]
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|[[A Single Nail]]
|[[SImony]], [[Telamon]]
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|February 22, 2024
|[[Creation of Ash]]
|[[Cuemoni]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]]
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|February 23, 2024
|[[Expect the Unexpected]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Simony]], [[Verna]]
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|[[To Stalk The Fiend]]
|[[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
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|February 25, 2024
|[[Behold the Unloved King (Part 4)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]]
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|February 26, 2024
|[[Serpentine Showing]]
|[[Alfrik]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
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|February 28, 2024
|[[Ten Year Step]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Alfrik]], [[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
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|[[Forgotten Blood Finale - Assassins]]
|[[Reithak]], [[Crik]], [[Aznara]]
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|February 29, 2024
|[[Make Cookies Not War]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
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|[[Demand a Favor]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Aelwyn]]
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|[[Golfbag of Glaives]]
|[[Verna]], [[Culix]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Alfrik]]
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|}

===March===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
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|Log
|People
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|March 1, 2024
|[[Releasing the Hounds]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
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|March 3, 2024
|[[Behold the Unloved King (Part 5)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]]
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|[[Personal Hero]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Rune]]
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|March 4, 2024
|[[Chronolark - Part 8]]
|[[Thoth]], [[Aznara]], [[Reithak]], [[Tlanexhuani]], ('''DM:''' Whirlpool)
|-
|March 5, 2024
|[[Golden Coast Cruise]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Slixvah]], [[Simony]], [[Tlanexhuani]], [[Aelwyn]]
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|March 6, 2024
|[[Unlock, Unbind, Hide]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
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|
|[[Body Guard]]
|[[Alfrik]], [[Harshad]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
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|March 9, 2024
|[[Adventure's End?]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|March 10, 2024
|[[Behold the Unloved King (Part 6)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|March 11, 2024
|[[Facing Another Trial]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|March 12, 2024
|[[Chronolark - Part 9]]
|[[Thoth]], [[Reithak]], [[Tlanexhuani]], ('''DM:''' Whirlpool)
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|
|[[You Won't Be Alone]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Slixvah]]
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|March 14, 2024
|[[To the Victor Go the Spoils]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]]; DM: [[Verna]]
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|March 15, 2024
|[[Forearmed is Forwarned]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Warrick]], [[Schara]]
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|[[The Eve Before Death]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]]
|-
|March 17, 2024
|[[Behold the Unloved King (Part 7): The Poetry Corner]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]; DM: Whirlpool
|-
|March 18, 2024
|[[A Golden Ending (Part 1)]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Slixvah]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|March 19, 2024
|[[A Morning At The Ox]]
|[[Harshad]], [[Murder]]
|-
|March 20, 2024
|[[Fantasy Gladiator League]]
|[[Irshya]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Aspiring Aspire-ations ]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Irshya]] DM: [[Whirlpool]]
|-
|March 23, 2024
|[[Go Home History You're Drunk]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Crik]], [[Mikilos]], [[Reithak]], DM: Whirlpool
|-
|March 24, 2024
|[[Behold the Unloved King (Part 8)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]; DM: Whirlpool
|-
|March 25, 2024
|[[A Golden Ending (Part 2)]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Slixvah]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|March 26, 2024
|[[To Find a Mourner (Part 1)]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Auranar]], [[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]]; DM: Verna
|-
|March 27, 2024
|[[Aspiring Aspire-ations, Pt2]]
|[[Fidget]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Irshya]], [[Faranmidahn]]; DM: Whirlpool
|-
|March 31, 2024
|[[Behold the Unloved King (Part 9)]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]; DM: Whirlpool
|-
|}

===April===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|April 1, 2024
|[[A Golden Ending (Part 3)]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Slixvah]], [[Telamon]]; DM: Riptide
|-
|April 2, 2024
|[[Aspiring Aspire-ations, Pt3]]
|[[Fidget]], [[Irshya]], [[Etzli]], [[Aelwyn]]; GM: Whirlpool
|-
|April 3, 2024
|[[Welcome Warden]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Corey]], [[Karasu]], [[Murder]], [[Rhar]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|April 5, 2024
|[[Cover Letter]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Slixvah]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|
|[[Noodles and Sake]]
|[[Choler]], [[Harshad]]
|-
|April 8, 2024
|[[Frozen Veins]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Harshad]], [[Palomas]], [[Reithak]], [[Quinn]]
|-
|April 10, 2024
|[[Stop Me if You Have Heard This One]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|April 11, 2024
|[[A Courier for a Page]]
|[[Aelwyn]], Npcs: [[Slixvah]]
|-
|April 12, 2024
|[[Needles And News]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Choler]], [[Eztli]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|April 14, 2024
|[[Three Assassins]]
|[[Corey]], [[Karasu]], [[Reithak]]
|-
|
|[[Behold the Unloved King (Part 10)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]]
|-
|April 15, 2024
|[[A Golden Ending (Part 4)]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Slixvah]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 17, 2024
|[[Aspiring Aspire-ations, Part 4]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Carver]], [[Eztli]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|April 18, 2024
|[[Repose in Two Forms]]
|[[Corey]], [[Karasu]]
|-
|
|[[To Find a Mourner (Part 3)]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]] DM [[Verna]]
|-
|April 20, 2024
|[[Tears of Death]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Corey]], [[Rhar]], [[Rune]], [[Thoth]]
|-
|April 21, 2024
|[[Whilst You Lay Dreaming]]
|[[Corey]], [[Karasu]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Behold the Unloved King (Part 11)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]; GM: Whirlpool
|-
|April 22, 2024
|[[Birds of another Feather]]
|[[Corey]], [[Karasu]], [[Reithak]], [[Sabina]], [[Xasany]]
|-
|
|[[Revelation Raven]]
|[[Corey]], [[Karasu]]
|-
|
|[[Of Spring and Gardening]]
|[[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 23, 2024
|[[Cutscene: Sins of the Father]]
|Caeles Miranore, Kiira Theran, Caeleil Miranore (NPCs by [[Leirune|Rune]] and [[Simony]])
|-
|
|[[Return of the Bina]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Irshya]], [[Sabina]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[To Find a Mourner (Part 4)]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]]; DM [[Verna]]
|-
|April 24, 2024
|[[Aspiring Aspire-ations, Part 5]]
|[[Fidget]], [[Carver]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Faranmidahn]]; GM: [[Whirlpool]]
|-
|April 25, 2024
|[[Hunting Urvis (Part 1)]]
|[[Corey]], [[Karasu]], [[MAC-B1G]], [[Leirune|Rune]]; DM: [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 27, 2024
|[[Feel the Groove]]
|[[Corey]], [[Eztli]], [[MAC-B1G]], [[Magpie]]; DM: Aftershock
|-
|April 28, 2024
|[[Morning in Goblintown]]
|[[Harshad]], [[Choler]]
|-
|
|[[Behold the Unloved King (Part 12)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]; GM: Whirlpool
|-
|April 29, 2024
|[[The Stage Is Set]]
|[[Sabina]]; GM: Derecho
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|
|[[Rider of Decisions]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]]; GM: Riptide
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|}

===May===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
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|May 1, 2024
|[[Silver Misses Snow]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Choler]], [[Corey]], [[Eztli]], [[Skielstregar]]
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|[[Warnings on Deaf Ears]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Fidget]]
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|May 2, 2024
|[[Hunting Urvis (Part 2)]]
|[[Corey]], [[Karasu]], [[MAC-B1G]], [[Leirune|Rune]]; DM: Telamon
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|May 3, 2024
|[[Trade Off]]
|[[Harshad]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
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|May 5, 2024
|[[Behold the Unloved King (Part 13)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]; DM: Whirlpool
|-
|May 6, 2024
|[[Maybe Fae-be]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|May 7, 2024
|[[A Happy Dance]]
|[[Karasu]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[A Close Shave]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Simony]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[At Nothing We See]]
|[[Choler]], [[Cuemoni]], [[Fidget]], [[Tlanexhuani]], [[Zeke]]; DM: Aftershock
|-
|May 8, 2024
|[[Fashion Shopping Preperusal ]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Aryia]], [[Simony]], [[Aznara]]
|-
|
|[[To Find a Mourner (Part 5)]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Auranar]], [[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]]; DM [[Verna]]
|-
|May 10, 2024
|[[Piecing Together Me]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Corey]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Tlanexhuani]]; DM: Aftershock
|-
|May 12, 2024
|[[Hunting Urvis (Part 3)]]
|[[Corey]], [[Karasu]], [[MAC-B1G]], [[Leirune|Rune]]; DM: Telamon
|-
|May 14, 2024
|[[A Fiend In Plain Sight]]
|[[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|May 15, 2024
|[[To Find a Mourner (Part 6)]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Auranar]], [[Harkashan]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]]; DM [[Verna]]
|-
|May 16, 2024
|[[Fab Fabric and Fire]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|
|[[Noodles and a Future Heist]]
|[[Choler]], [[Harshad]]
|-
|May 18, 2024
|[[Honey Do]]
|[[Corey]], [[Magpie]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|
|[[Mothers and Patrons]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]]
|-
|May 19, 2024
|[[Hunting Urvis (Part 4)]]
|[[Corey]], [[Karasu]], [[MAC-B1G]], [[Leirune|Rune]]; DM: Telamon
|-
|May 20, 2024
|[[We Are Seen]]
|[[Cuemoni]], [[Fidget]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Tlanexhuani]], [[Zeke]]; DM: Aftershock
|-
|
|[[Rain and Bath House]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|May 21, 2024
|[[Simpler Things]]
|[[Simony]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|May 22, 2024
|[[The Name-Stealer]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|
|[[The Final Spires, Part 1]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Fidget|NAME UNKNOWN]], [[Tlanexhuani]]; DM: Whirlpool
|-
|May 23, 2024
|[[Never Even]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[The Urvis Update]]
|[[Corey]], [[Karasu]], [[MAC-B1G]], [[Rune]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|May 24, 2024
|[[Unpleasant News at the Noodle Stand]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|
|[[Stained Glass Butterfly]]
|[[Choler]], [[Harshad]]
|-
|May 26, 2024
|[[Warning the Mislead]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Thoth]], Nameless ([[Fidget]])
|-
|
|[[To Find a Mourner (Part 7)]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Auranar]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|May 27, 2024
|[[Changing Seasons and Hearts]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Aragos]], [[Eztli]]. [[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|May 28, 2024
|[[He Says]]
|[[Sabina]], [[Thoth]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|
|[[Whatamelons and Wanderers]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Irshya]], [[Sabina]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Crimson to Show Off]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Aryia]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|May 30, 2024
|[[The Final Spires, Part 2]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Fidget|NAME UNKNOWN]], [[Tlanexhuani]]; DM: Whirlpool
|-
|
|[[What Troubles Those in the Market]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Simony]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|May 30, 2024
|[[A Stealthy Inquest]]
|[[Choler]], [[Harshad]]
|-
|}

===June===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|June 2, 2024
|[[Noodles After The Heist]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Choler]], [[Harshad]]
|-
|June 4, 2024
|[[He Says (Part 2)]]
|[[Sabina]], [[Thoth]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|
|[[What Makes A Cavalier Attitude?]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|June 5, 2024
|[[Down the River]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[The Final Spires, Part 3]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Fidget|NAME UNKNOWN]], [[Tlanexhuani]]; DM: Whirlpool
|-
|
|[[A Castle In My Dreams]]
|[[Telamon]] (vignette)
|-
|June 7, 2024
|[[Break the Mold]]
|[[Aeson]], [[Eztli]], [[MAC-B1G]], [[Mikilos]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 8, 2024
|[[Fictitious - I]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Fidget|NAME UNKNOWN]] , [[Gramarye]], [[Lanier]], [[Vaera]]; DM: Thoth
|-
|June 9, 2024
|[[To Find a Mourner (Part 8)]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Auranar]], [[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]]; DM: Verna
|-
|June 10, 2024
|[[Bedtime Butterflies]]
|[[Corey]], [[Eztli]], [[Lanier]]; DM: Aftershock
|-
|June 12, 2024
|[[The Castle on the Edge of Waking]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[The Final Spires, Part 4]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Fidget|NAME UNKNOWN]], [[Tlanexhuani]]; DM: Whirlpool
|-
|June 13, 2024
|[[Forearmed is Forwarned Part 2]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Schara]]
|-
|June 14, 2024
|[[Grand Induction]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Culix]], [[Eztli]], [[Simony]], DM: [[Aryia]]
|-
|
|[[Five Nightmares]]
|[[Aeson]], [[Carver]], [[Eztli]], [[MAC-B1G]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 15, 2024
|[[Five Nightmares (Part 2)]]
|[[Eztli]], [[MAC-B1G]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Dwarf Fortress: Deepest Depths - I]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]]
|-
|
|[[Garden Lectures Under the Sun]]
|[[Aeson]], [[Mikilos]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 16, 2024
|[[To Find a Mourner (Part 9)]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Auranar]], [[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 17, 2024
|[[When you Wish Upon a Fish]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|June 18, 2024
|[[Wasted Years]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[He Says (Part 3)]]
|[[Sabina]], [[Thoth]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|June 19, 2024
|[[A Warriors Instinct]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Gramarye]]
|-
|
|[[Pillory Blues]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Telamon]], [[Yazlo]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Ashes on the Ground]]
|[[Gramarye]], [[Thoth]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|June 20, 2024
|[[For A Few Potions More]]
|[[Choler]], [[Cuemoni]], [[Warrick]]; GM: Telamon
|-
|June 21, 2024
|[[Nonlinear Pie]]
|[[Verna]], [[Auranar]], [[Aryia]], [[Eztli]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Forearmed is Forwarned Part 3]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Schara]]
|-
|June 22, 2024
|[[Best Boy]]
|[[Crik]], [[Menel]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|June 23, 2024
|[[A Warning Not A Gift]]
|[[Corey]], [[Harshad]], NPC Sori - [[Karasu]]
|-
|
|[[Dwarf Fortress: Deepest Depths - II]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], DM: [[Culix]]
|-
|
|[[One Thousand Cranes]]
|[[Corey]], [[Karasu]]
|-
|June 24, 2024
|[[The Price of Fish]]
|[[Arzhela]], [[Crik]], [[Cuemoni]], [[Murder]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|
|[[The Weight of Expectations]]
|[[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[He Says (Part 4)]]
|[[Sabina]], [[Thoth]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|June 25, 2024
|[[Full Day at the Baths]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Irshya]], [[Culix]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|
|[[Upon the Koz-way]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Aryia]], [[Eztli]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|June 26, 2024
|[[The Final Spires, Part 5]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Carver]], [[Eztli]], [[Fidget|NAME UNKNOWN]]; DM: Whirlpool
|-
|June 27, 2024
|[[Faphinae's Fanfare]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Corey]], [[Karasu]], [[Simony]], [[Reithak]]
|-
|
|[[Gearsmasher]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Corey]], [[Eztli]], [[MAC-B1G]], [[Skielstregar]]; guest star: [[Telamon]]; GM: Aftershock
|-
|June 28, 2024
|[[Soul Food]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Aryia]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Fiends and Fae]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[The Never-ending Story]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|June 29, 2024
|[[Game On!]]
|[[Corey]], [[Eztli]], [[Karasu]], [[Leirune|Rune]] ;GM: [[Verna]]
|-
|June 30, 2024
|[[Fragile Like Trust]]
|[[Corey]], [[Karasu]]
|-
|
|[[A Will to Kill]]
|Faphinae & Sori [[Corey]], [[Karasu]]
|-
|
|[[Silent Sanitorium]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Dirk]], [[Harkashan]], [[MAC-B1G]], [[Rune]]; DM: [[Culix]]
|-
|
|}

===July===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|July 1, 2024
|[[Hunting Lore in the Library]]
|[[Alaric]], [[Simony]], [[Verna]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 2, 2024
|[[Death Comes Another Day]]
|[[Corey]], [[Karasu]]
|-
|
|[[Unravel Their Riddles]]
|[[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 3, 2024
|[[Mist and Magic]]
|[[Alaric]], [[Crik]], [[Murder]], [[Slixvah]], [[Verna]]
|-
|July 4, 2024
|[[A Lesson in Forgiveness]]
|[[Corey]], [[Karasu]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 5, 2024
|[[Silence in the Library]]
|[[Harshad]], [[Menel]], [[Palomas]], [[Reithak]], [[Warrick]], [[Zigrun]]
|-
|July 6, 2024
|[[Spelunking]]
|[[Crik]], [[Cuemoni]], [[Harshad]], [[Menel]], [[Reithak]], [[Sjach]]; GM: [[Verna]]
|-
|July 7, 2024
|[[A Story Born of Hope]]
|[[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 9, 2024
|[[Sands through the Hourglass]]
|[[Bryn]], [[Culix]], [[Eztli]], [[Menel]]
|-
|July 10, 2024
|[[Forlorn Moon (Part 1)]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]]; GM: Aftershock
|-
|
|[[The Final Spires, Part 6]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Carver]], [[Eztli]], [[Fidget|NAME UNKNOWN]]; DM: Whirlpool
|-
|
| [[Tornmawr Torpedo]]
|[[Culix]], [[Aryia]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Bryn]]
|-
|July 11, 2024
|[[Boogle Boogle]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Thoth]]
|-
|
|[[Forlorn Moon (Part 2)]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]]; GM: Aftershock
|-
|July 12, 2024
|[[Name Exchange ]]
|[[Gramarye]], [[Thoth]]; GM: Aftershock
|-
|July 13, 2024
|[[Moment of the Future]]
|[[Gramarye]], [[Thoth]]; GM: Aftershock
|-
|July 14, 2024
|[[Silent Sanitorium Part 2]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Aelwyn]], [[MAC-B1G]], Dirk, GM: Culix
|-
|July 15, 2024
|[[Explosions and Slaying]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Bryn]]
|-
|
|[[Heir to the Throne - Beginning]]
|[[Bryn]], [[Carver]], [[Cuemoni]], [[Harshad]], [[Menel]], [[Warrick]], [[Zofija]]; GM: Harkashan
|-
|July 19, 2024
|[[Summer Days]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Sjach]], [[Aznara]], DM: [[Verna]]
|-
|July 21, 2024
|[[Vagrant Tower - Void Engine 1]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Rune]], [[Eztli]], [[Iskandar]], [[Harkashan]], GM: Culix
|-
|
|[[Following a Portent]]
|[[Bryn]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 22, 2024
|[[Heir to the Throne: Trouble in Unbundun Part 1]]
|[[Bryn]], [[Carver]], [[Crik]], [[Harshad]], [[Warrick]], [[Zofija]]; GM: Harkashan
|-
|July 23, 2024
|[[Tales of Wrassling and Cages]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Bryn]]
|-
|
|[[Mountaineering Investigations]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Eztli]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Garak]], GM: [[Aryia]]
|-
|July 24, 2024
|[[A Consecration]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Nameless|Fidget]], [[Carver]], [[Eztli]], [[Delilah]], [[Harkashan]], GM: Whirlpool
|-
|July 25, 2024
|[[Turning Reputation into Charity]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 26, 2024
|[[Can't Sleep]]
|[[Nameless|Fidget]], [[Simony]]
|-
|
|[[Craven Match]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Bryn]]
|-
|
|[[Aurum Among Thieves]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Eztli]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 29, 2024
|[[It's Easy Being Green]]
|[[Bryn]]; NPC: Cynthia
|-
|
|[[Heir to the Throne: Trouble in Unbundun Part 2]]
|[[Bryn]], [[Carver]], [[Crik]], [[Warrick]], [[Zofija]]; GM: [[Harkashan]]
|-
|July 30, 2024
|[[Mountaineering Explanations]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Garak]], [[Rune]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|July 31, 2024
|[[Paint Ponderings]]
|[[Bryn]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|}

===August===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|August 04, 2024
|[[Fair Pixie]]
|[[Corey]], [[Karasu]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Vagrant Tower: Void Engine Part 2]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Rune]], [[Harkashan]], [[Iskandar]], '''GM''': Culix
|-
|August 5, 2024
|[[Heir to the Throne: Trouble in Unbundun Part 3]]
|[[Bryn]], [[Carver]], [[Crik]], [[Harshad]], [[Warrick]], [[Zofija]], '''GM''': [[Harkashan]]
|-
|August 8, 2024
|[[I Know the Pieces Fit]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Crik]], [[Bryn]]
|-
|August 9, 2024
|[[Litigation]]
|[[Fidget]], [[Khepri]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|August 11, 2024
|[[Silent Sanitorium - Part 3]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Dirk]], [[Rune]], [[Aelwyn]] '''GM''': [[Culix]]
|-
|August 18, 2024
|[[On the Edge of Living]]
|[[Corey]], [[Karasu]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 19, 2024
|[[Heir to the Throne - Far Beneath Part 1]]
|[[Carver]], [[Crik]], [[Harshad]], [[Warrick]], [[Zofija]], [[Stena]] '''GM''': [[Harkashan]]
|-
|August 20, 2024
|[[Happiness in Knowledge]]
|[[Aeson]], [[Eztli]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|August 22, 2024
|[[Death With a View]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Khepri]], [[Nameless]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|August 23, 2024
|[[Toge Means Thorn]]
|[[Corey]], [[Karasu]]
|-
|
|[[Litigation (Part 2)]]
|[[Khepri]], [[Nameless]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|
|[[Into The Temple - Part 1]]
|[[Bryn]], [[Eztli]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Silmeria]], '''GM''': Whirlpool
|-
|August 25, 2024
|[[Dusk Blooming Vines]]
|[[Bryn]], [[Cuemoni]], [[Harshad]], [[Lani'kua]], [[Reithak]], [[Sjach]]; '''GM''': Aftershock
|-
|
|[[Apparently Heir]]
|[[Aeson]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|August 26, 2024
|[[Jiji Kiku]]
|[[Corey]], [[Karasu]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 29, 2024
|[[Into The Temple - Part 2]]
| [[Eztli]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Silmeria]], '''GM''': Whirlpool
|-
|}

===September===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|September 1, 2024
|[[Delivery in the Dark]]
|[[Cuemoni]], [[Reithak]], [[Ulthan]]; '''GM''': Aftershock
|-
|September 2, 2024
|[[Heir to the Throne - Far Beneath Part 2]]
|[[Carver]], [[Crik]], [[Stena]], [[Warrick]], [[Zofija]]; ; '''GM''': [[Harkashan]]
|-
|September 4, 2024
|[[Into The Temple - Part 3]]
| [[Eztli]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Silmeria]], '''GM''': Whirlpool
|-
|September 6, 2024
|[[Dinner for Four and a Pothy]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|September 7, 2024
|[[Whispers of Rebellion]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Corey]], with Ansir and Faphinae
|-
|
|[[Plotting in the Gardens]]
|[[Simony]], [[Telamon]], [[Vex]]
|-
|
|[[Three Old Friends]]
|[[Bryn]], [[Corey]], [[Thoth]], [[Vex]], [[Victor]]; '''GM:''' Aftershock
|-
|September 8, 2024
|[[How a Queen is Made]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]; '''GM:''' Aftershock
|-
|September 9, 2024
|[[A Friend for Magpie and Wizard]]
|[[Magpie]], [[Corey]]; '''GM:''' Aftershock
|-
|September 10, 2024
|[[Fight for Us]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|September 11, 2024
|[[Love in Every Moment]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[The Good, The Bad, and the Alchemy]]
|[[Lani'kua]], [[Bryn]], and [[Vex]]
|-
|September 12, 2024
|[[Into The Temple - Part 4]]
|[[Bryn]], [[Eztli]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Silmeria]], '''GM''': Whirlpool
|-
|September 13, 2024
|[[Simony Signs Up]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 14, 2024
|[[Everyone Needs a Hobby]]
|[[Corey]] (and Faphinae), [[Karasu]], [[Rhar]]; '''GM''': Aftershock
|-
|September 15, 2024
|[[Bad Lies, Good People]]
|[[Jezzara]]. [[Auranar]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Sunlight Revelation]]
|[[Schara]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Warrick]], DM: [[Riptide]]
|-
|September 16, 2024
|[[Gratitude]]
|[[Cuemoni]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|September 17, 2024
|[[A Prelude To Revelry]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|
|[[Same as It Ever Was - I]]
| [[Harkashan]], [[Simony]], [[Rune]], [[Aryia]], [[Zeke]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 19, 2024
|[[A Storied Working Lunch]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|
|[[Daily Affirmation]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]], Grandfather (Alud'rigan) '''GM:''' [[Riptide]]
|-
|
|[[Suspicious Stalker (Part 1)]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Corey]], [[Magpie]], [[Simony]]; '''GM:''' Aftershock
|-
|
|[[Into The Temple - Part 5]]
|[[Bryn]], [[Eztli]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Silmeria]], '''GM''': Whirlpool
|-
|September 20, 2024
|[[Pastries and Purchases]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Verna]]
|-
|September 21, 2024
|[[If You Love Me]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Gramarye]] - Grandfather (Alud'rigan)
|-
|
|[[Pretty in Pink]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Simony]], [[Verna]]
|-
|September 22, 2024
|[[Sunlight Revelation Part 2]]
|[[Schara]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Warrick]], DM: [[Riptide]]
|-
|September 23, 2024
|[[Suspicious Stalker (Part 2)]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Corey]], [[Magpie]], [[Simony]]; '''GM:''' Aftershock
|-
|September 24, 2024
|[[Gnawing on Metal]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Rhar]]
|-
|
|[[Shiny Hunt]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Auranar]], [[Rune]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 26, 2024
|[[Hunter's Quarry Part 1]]
|[[Reithak]], [[Carver]], [[Warrick]], DM:[[Verna]]
|-
|September 27, 2024
|[[Return of the Orchard Artificer]]
|[[Schara]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Warrick]]
|-
|September 29, 2024
|[[Hunter's Quarry Part 2]]
|[[Reithak]], [[Carver]], [[Warrick]], DM:[[Verna]]
|-
|September 29, 2024
|[[Wrench in the Works]]
|[[Crik]], [[Ulthan]], DM:[[Culix]]
|-
|}
===October===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|October 1, 2024
|[[Same as It Ever Was (Part 2)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]]; '''GM''': Riptide
|-
|October 6, 2024
|[[Connect the Dots (Part 1)]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Corey]], [[Magpie]], [[Telamon]]; '''GM''': Aftershock
|-
|October 8, 2024
|[[Same as It Ever Was (Part 3)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]]; '''GM''': Riptide
|-
|October 10, 2024
|[[Connect the Dots (Part 2)]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Corey]], [[Magpie]], [[Telamon]]; '''GM''': Aftershock
|-
|
|[[Into the Temple - Part 6]]
|[[Bryn]], [[Eztli]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Silmeria]], '''GM''': Whirlpool
|-
|October 12, 2024
|[[Home is Where the Truth is]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|October 14, 2024
|[[Connect the Dots (Part 3)]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Corey]], [[Magpie]], [[Telamon]]; '''GM''': Aftershock
|-
|October 15, 2024
|[[Same as It Ever Was (Part 4)]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]]; '''GM''': Riptide
|-
|October 17, 2024
|[[Into the Temple - Part 7]]
|[[Bryn]], [[Eztli]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Silmeria]], '''GM''': Whirlpool
|-
|
|[[A New Face in the TarRaCe]]
|[[Fayde]], [[Murder]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 18, 2024
|[[Little Children]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]; '''GM''': Aftershock
|-
|October 21, 2024
|[[Connect the Dots (Part 4)]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Corey]], [[Magpie]], [[Telamon]]; '''GM''': Aftershock
|-
|
|[[Heir to the Throne - Retake Urah]]
|[[Bryn]], [[Carver]], [[Fidget]], [[Zofija]]; '''GM''': Harkashan
|-
|October 22, 2024
|[[Same as It Ever Was (Part 5)]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]]; '''GM''': Riptide
|-
|October 23, 2024
|[[Her Biggest Fan (Part 1)]]
|[[Corey]], [[Dirk]], [[Karasu]], [[Murder]]; DM: [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 24, 2024
|[[Into the Temple - Part 8]]
|[[Bryn]], [[Eztli]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Silmeria]], '''GM''': Whirlpool
|-
|
|[[The Fiend Defeated]]
|[[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 28, 2024
|[[Foxes and Ravens]]
|[[Corey]], [[Karasu]]
|-
|October 29, 2024
|[[Apples of Forgivness]]
|[[Schara]], [[Verna]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Same as It Ever Was (Part 6)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]]; '''GM''': Riptide
|-
|October 30, 2024
|[[Her Biggest Fan (Part 2)]]
|[[Corey]], [[Dirk]], [[Karasu]], [[Murder]]; DM: [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 31, 2024
|[[Reunite Once Again]]
|[[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Into the Temple - Part 9]]
|[[Bryn]], [[Eztli]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Silmeria]], '''GM''': Whirlpool
|}

===November===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|November 1, 2024
|[[Caanan Returns]]
|[[Murder]], [[Carver]], [[Schara]], [[Telamon]] (as emitter)
|-
|November 2, 2024
|[[Ravenkeeper's Tidings]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Telamon]]
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|November 4, 2024
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Wrench in the Works

2024-09-30T14:10:40Z

Ulthan: Created page with "<div style="padding:5px; background-color:#e7eaea;"> ==Log Info== *Title: Wrench in the Works *GM: Culix *Characters: Crik, Ulthan *Place: The Artificer's Guild *Summary: The Artificers were having even more explosions than usual at the alchemy labs, and needed a cleanup crew. Crik and Ulthan needed the work...</div> It seems like most weeks there's /something/ happening in the laboratories and workshops of the artificers. They might be one of the sour..."

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==Log Info==

*Title: Wrench in the Works

*GM: [[Culix]]

*Characters: [[Crik]], [[Ulthan]]

*Place: The Artificer's Guild

*Summary: The Artificers were having even more explosions than usual at the alchemy labs, and needed a cleanup crew. Crik and Ulthan needed the work...</div>

It seems like most weeks there's /something/ happening in the laboratories and workshops of the artificers. They might be one of the sources of Alexandria's prosperity, but that doesn't mean anyone wants to be their neighbours. And for good reason. Rapid unscheduled dissasemblies of artifice workings are not uncommon at the best of times. And this is not the best of times. At present, they have requested ait from the guild of explorers in getting rid of a pack of gremlins that have somehow found their way into one of the laboratories. The lab in question is an alchemical research lab, with iron banded doors and reinforced stone construction, and a healthy air gap between it and the more flamable main building.

At present, there are holes in the roof which are billowing plumes of thick, rainbow coloured smoke which can be seen from halfway across the city.

Ulthan glances at his partner for this jaunt, having met in the Explorer's Guild during a yet anbother frantic recruiting drive. "You reckon those plumes have connection to why they needed us, or if they are business as usual?" The big lunk of a dranei has apparently gotten used to Alexandria over the months he has spent here, and the usual gossip about various factors within the City.

Crik and explosions tend to stick together, though this time around the rainbows had nothing to do with the egalrin. "Probably." The corvid taps at his beak. "Probably one or the other." Which was, very helpful. "... do you think they have explosives inside?" He asks then, before picking up his notebook and starting to hop closer towards the building. "Let us check the window?"

Closer inspection of the building in question reveals that along with its reinforced construction, it does not have any traditional windows. Glass rarely survives contact with the more lively experiments conducted here. It does, however, have ventilation hatches set high in the walls of the long, squat building. It might be possible to climb up and peek inside, but they can't be glanced through from ground level.

Ulthan seems to blanch avery odd shade of ruddy when the Egalrin mentions explosives. It's not like the Dranei has had that many experiences with those, yet. BUt he has seen the effects all over when taking secured parcels from the Alchemist's insurer to whoever was left to collect.

The doors are currently barred from outside, a pair of stout timbers locked into brackets to keep the gremlins from spreading further than the lab, at least.

Ulthan says, “Well, if you want to check for explosives before we plunge in there, do you need a boost?”

Crik looks up. Then makes a brief hop. Then another hop. Then series of hops as if trying to get up in flight - unfortunately, he does not quite get there. "... give a boost?" He asks from Ulthan, digging around his bag for a magnifying glass.

GAME: Crik rolls athletics: (11)+5: 16
GAME: Ulthan rolls athletics: (14)+9: 23
GAME: Ulthan refreshes spells.
GAME: Crik rolls perception: (14)+11: 25
GAME: Culix rolls 15: (6)+15: 21

From his vantage point peering through the high vent, he spies a pair of tiny little creatures, shorter and skinnier even than the average goblin, similar in general appearance although they have large frilled ears reminiscent of bats wings. One of them is currently ontop of a book case and tossing books onto the ground, the other has just kicked a cauldron of bright green viscous fluid over and is tossing metal tools into the pool which bubble and fume as they dissolve.

Crik looks into the room, then spies on the various... gremlins. Finally he looks down towards Ulthan - gestures with fingers, realizes he can't really do it with one hand, before he hops off the poor man's shoulders. "There are gremlins making a mess. I assume the whole building will explode with this level of chaos." The corvid says. "They are throwing books and distracted. Should we poison them?" Blank stare.

Ulthan sighs, gremlins are pretty bad, even the dranei have had them spooking the herds and causing havoc in the back-end of the mountains. "Do you think you can get them reliably?"

Another blank stare. "Absolutely not." Then the corvid starts rummaging around his pockets. "I ran out of poison yesteryesterday." The egalrin then adds. "It might be difficult to run in and fight in the chemicals. Any suggestions?"

Ulthan says, “Definitely difficult, they are quick... And I am definitely not sneaky.”

"... I am not a fighter either." Crik lets out a sigh. "... what are gremlins afraid of, anyway?" He starts pulling out his various notebooks, before he rubs his beak. "Could sneak in, pretend to be a gremlin, find a jar of poison..." He considers, then looks ta Ulthan. "How many of them can you take on?"

Ulthan says, “Not sure, haven't fought their ilk...”

GAME: Ulthan rolls knowledge/local: (16)+5: 21
GAME: Crik rolls knowledge/local: (16)+6: 22

Ulthan grunts as he inspects the weapons he has bristling on him. "Oh... no cold iron... I can probably beat them in lsugging match one-on-one, but getting rid of multiple ones at once isn't that easy..."

Crik runs through his notes repeatedly, then shrugs his shoulders. "... no cold iron, either. Should have acquired that from that merchant..." He then looks at Ulthan. "No two then. Window or door?" And with that, he starts pulling things out of his bag, pulling cloaks and starting to quickly lodge them around him.

GAME: Crik rolls disguise: (8)+13: 21

Ulthan peers at the vent. "If you go there, I can't follow, so should I wait at the door and clamber in when you give the signal?"

"I was thinking more blowing up the window, but maybe the door is easier." Crik replies, continuing to adjust the carrots into his hood. It _nearly_ looked like ears. "We need to close the door behind us? Do we have anyone to do that for us?"

Ulthan counts the adventurers at present, then shakes his head. "No one to close the door. Guess I'll need to squeeze..."

Crik rubs his head. "Block the door on the way in. There were book cases and tables filled with vials. The gremlins will probably throw them at us." He continues ruffling his feathers, and then attempts to look far shorter than he usually did. "You break down the door, I follow?"

GAME: Crik rolls athletics: (6)+5: 11
GAME: Ulthan rolls athletics: (15)+9: 24

Crik looks back up at the window. "Window." He declares, takes a step back - and makes a rapid scrabbling attempt at the side of the wall - before he falls down on his butt, before shaking his head. "Should have done that before the disguise."

Ulthan, meanwhile, scmapers up the wall like a huge squirrel, in a sight that had to be seen to be believed. Whille perched on the window, he fastens a rope to the bars, using it as support while belying rest of the rope down for his companion.

GAME: Crik rolls athletics: (6)+5: 11
GAME: Crik rolls disable device: (3)+10: 13

A couple of the artificers who had been making their way around the campus between the various buildings have stopped, a few dozen yards away, to watch with curiosity what the adventurers are up to.

Crik climbs gracefully up the window. Then he gets to work on the grill. Various technical looking implements - including self rotating screwdriver! - are put to use. Except the screwdriver snaps in half. "... I should not buy cheap gadgets from Goblintown and expect them to work." The corvid says and tosses out the screwdriver. "Another minute..."

GAME: Crik rolls disable device: (13)+10: 23
GAME: Ulthan rolls athletics: (19)+9: 28
GAME: Ulthan rolls stealth: (17)+1: 18
GAME: Culix rolls 15: (8)+15: 23

Ulthan squeezes through the opened window, then lets the rope down before sliding down the rope, trying to avoid making noise or drawing attention, landing down by the wall and crouching.

GAME: Culix advances the initiative order.

As Ulthan climbs his way down the other side of the wall, the far gremlin which is still entertaining itself with tossing things into the puddle of acid it has poured across the floor doesn't spot him. But the one who is standing atop the bookcase? His large ears twitch and he turns around, pointing towards Ulthan and shrieking loudly in a foreign, glottal language neither of the adventurers recognize.

The creature reaches to a pouch at its waist, and produces a spherical glass globe of viscous orange fluid, with a rag hanging from it. It lights the rag with a tindertwig.

GAME: Crik rolls perception: (15)+11: 26
GAME: Crik rolls stealth: (14)+13: 27
GAME: Culix rolls 15: (13)+15: 28

Crik follows on after Ulthan, attempting to keep his 'disguise' intact, before watching the man jump down. Only one way to go. Leaning forward, there's a brief flutter as his dark wings spread out, and he glides around the book cases to neatly land in front of... some large machinery. Once again, he turns to hand signal, but it is anybody's guess what five fingers flapping in the air and drumming in the air means.

GAME: Ulthan casts Enlarge Person. Caster Level: 4 DC: 13

Ulthan shakes his head as he has landed, hearing the excited sound of the gremlin who noted him, he decides to prepare and slaps his hands while uttering a short chant, after which his form is limned in magic and quickly stretches to double of his already impressive size.

The furthest Gremlin, the one Crik spotted messing with the mana battery, doesn't see Crik sneaking aorund behind. But he does see the other Gremlin making a fuss, and barks back at him in that strange language. He comes running out into the middle of the aisle- until he can spot Ulthan's expanding form. He chugs a small vial of chemicals from his own pouch, and then belchest a thin clkoud of purple smoke.

Another Gremlin, who had been tossing tools into the bubbling acid spill runs and hops up onto one of the alchemical labs tables, kicking some of the vials and implements off it which clatter to the ground and shatter with more plumes of smoke and sizzling and hissing sounds as they interact with one another.

GAME: Crik rolls weapon2: (19)+8: 27 (THREAT)
GAME: Crik rolls weapon2: (11)+8: 19
GAME: Crik rolls damage2+3d6: aliased to 1d4+0+3d6: (3)+0+(16): 19
GAME: Crik rolls damage2: aliased to 1d4+0: (2)+0: 2
GAME: Crik rolls stealth: (6)+13: 19
GAME: Culix rolls 15: (20)+15: 35
GAME: Culix rolls 7: (8)+7: 15

Crik takes a scientific look at the going ons - and decides that the gremlins are engaging in particularly exhaustive form of chaos engineering. Turning around the corner, the corvid pulls out his hand crossbow and aims it at one of the gremlins making a mess of a table, landing a good hit. Then he withdraws into the shadows.

The sphere of flamable liquid is hurled from atop the bookcase towards Ulthan. It shatters on the ground a few feet short and a gout of flame singes the large man's whiskers but doesn't case him any harm. The book case next to him, on the other hand? It's charred and smoking. Not on fire, yet, but a few more hits like that and these book cases will be tinder.

GAME: Ulthan rolls weapon2+2: (11)+7+2: 20
GAME: Ulthan rolls damage2: aliased to 2d8+6: (14)+6: 20

Ulthan's eyes fix on the one on top of the bookshelves, and he charges his foe, unlimbering his flail in one movement and swinging it around to connect solidly with the small nuisance, bloodying it, even if it doesn't drop the enemy.

GAME: Ulthan rolls reflex: (8)+3: 11
GAME: Culix rolls 4d6: (14): 14

As Ulthan rushes down the central aisle, something crunches underfoot. Some broken potsherd left by the marauding gremlins. Or so it seemed. Except a moment later, the shattered bottle erupts into a gout of flames which wash over Ulthan- and does much more than simply singe his eyebrows. The flams char skin and cloth alike, burning him badly.

GAME: Culix rolls 7: (13)+7: 20
GAME: Culix rolls 2d6: (7): 7

And as if to add salt to the wound. Rather literally. One of the little gremlins runs towards Ulthan and then launches a vial of acid at him in a barreling overhand throw. The fragile container shatters in the air, showering Ulthan with shards of glass and searing acid applied to fresh burns.

GAME: Culix rolls 7-2: (13)+7+-2: 18
GAME: Culix rolls 2d6: (3): 3

Meanwhile the one with a fresh bolt sticking out of his shoulder screeches a string of utterances that can only be varied and colourful obscenities, and then throws a fire bomb in the rogue's direction. Like the acid vial, it shatters on target and douses Crik with a brief blast of fire.

GAME: Crik rolls perception+3: (3)+11+3: 17
GAME: Crik rolls weapon2: (12)+8: 20
GAME: Crik rolls damage2+3d6: aliased to 1d4+0+3d6: (1)+0+(9): 10
GAME: Culix rolls 7: (4)+7: 11
GAME: Culix rolls 2: (8)+2: 10
GAME: Culix rolls 2: (17)+2: 19
GAME: Culix rolls 1d3-1: (2)+-1: 1

Crik hears the flammable 'whoosh' and then quickly checks his notes. Yes, traps were mentioned. He looks around in alarm and suddenly realizes something. But before that, he levels a bolt at one of the gremlins. "Get away from the centre aisle! That alembic is rigged!" He shouts out, then attempts to withdraw into the shadows once more.

After receiving the mighty blow from Ulthan, the critter ontop of the bookshelf launches itself at him, scratching and clawing and biting anywhere it can find purchase. Which isn't really anywhere, until it managed to get a lucky bite on Ulthan's hand drawing a little blood- but nothing compared to the punishment he;s already received.

GAME: Ulthan RAGES!, gaining +2 to melee attack/damage/Will saves and 8 temporary HP
GAME: Ulthan rolls weapon2: (12)+9: 21
GAME: Ulthan rolls damage2: aliased to 2d8+8: (6)+8: 14

Ulthan roars with the indignity of having his moustache and beard singed, not to mention to his precious skin. And when a bloodrager roars, it means one thing and one thing only: RAGE. The shape of the extra-large serving of Dranei begins to blur, and his weapon swings around again, taking another hard slam on the gremlin on the bookshelf, connecting loudly but stillt he little blighter remains standing.

GAME: Ulthan rolls reflex: (2)+3: 5
GAME: Culix rolls 2d6: (7): 7

One of the gremlins, as though taking their cue from Crik, scampers over towards the alembic and thumps one of the legs of its stand with a bit of pipe laying on the ground nearby. The leg buckles, and then the massive copper alembic falls from its stand. It rings like a church bell when it hits the stone floor, and then rumbles as it rolls along the center aisle towards Ulthan. it slams into him, knocking the wind from him, and given his large size is deflected so that it slams into one of the book cases near the back wall and the entire thing comes tumbling down in a scatter of loose pages and bent spines and splintered wood.

GAME: Crik rolls stealth: (12)+13: 25
GAME: Culix rolls 15: (15)+15: 30
GAME: Culix rolls 7: (7)+7: 14

The Gremlin up on the table keeps an eye out for the sneaky birb taking pot shots at him, and pulls a crossbow of his own from over his back. He fires it back at Crik, and the bolt- smaller, but no less deadly, thuds against the wood of the bookshelf and sticks there a foot or so away from Crik's head.

GAME: Crik rolls stealth: (20)+13: 33
GAME: Crik rolls weapon2: (15)+8: 23
GAME: Culix rolls 15: (10)+15: 25
GAME: Crik rolls damage2+3d6: aliased to 1d4+0+3d6: (4)+0+(12): 16

Crik watches the alembic in question get activated, his beak open as he tracks the gremlin's movements. Then he holds his hands over his head, just in time to avoid the bolt. He quickly runs around the book case, staying close to the wreckage, and then takes a shot at the gremlin Ulthan was fighting. "Still breathing?" He asks helpfully from the other.

Ulthan growls as the gremlin by him finally drops, and then lumbers into more central part of the lab.

GAME: Culix rolls 7: (6)+7: 13
GAME: Culix rolls 7: (16)+7: 23
GAME: Culix rolls 1d6: (2): 2

The remaining Gremlins squawk and growl their anger as one of them is shot dead by Crik's last shot, and they loose a couple of bolts in retalliation- one of them clips Crik's wing, but only draws a trickle of blood. The other sails wide of Ulthan and bounces off the wall behind him.

GAME: Crik rolls weapon2: (11)+8: 19
GAME: Crik rolls stealth: (7)+13: 20
GAME: Crik rolls damage2: aliased to 1d4+0: (2)+0: 2
GAME: Culix rolls 15: (19)+15: 34
GAME: Ulthan rolls weapon2: (1)+9: 10 (EPIC FAIL)
GAME: Ulthan rolls weapon2: (1)+9: 10 (EPIC FAIL)

Crik runs across the aisle as Ulthan runs on ahead. Big fellow probably doesn't need any immediate assistance. He leans around and takes another shot at the gremlins, but doesn't do much damage.

GAME: Culix rolls 7: (8)+7: 15
GAME: Culix rolls 2: (15)+2: 17
GAME: Culix rolls 2: (2)+2: 4
GAME: Culix rolls 1d4-1: (1)+-1: 0
GAME: Culix rolls 1d3-1: (2)+-1: 1

Ulthan steps closer to the closest Gremlin and takes a mighty swing... that misses and exposes him for counterattack.

And Ulthan finds his calf being gnawed on and scratched by the little critter for his troubles. The gremlins are not especially strong- they are very weak, actually, but they are surprisingly resillient and vicious.

GAME: Crik rolls weapon1: (1)+9: 10 (EPIC FAIL)
GAME: Crik rolls weapon1: (10)+9: 19
GAME: Crik rolls damage1: aliased to 1d4+1: (1)+1: 2

Crik drops his hand crossbow as he hears someone coming - and then he jumps out around the corner and attempts to stab the gremlin. To no avail. "... they are impervious to knives." He deduces, then instantly regrets dropping his crossbow.

GAME: Ulthan rolls weapon2: (2)+9: 11

Ulthan keeps swinging at the gremlin that is bouncing by him, yet he doesn't seem able to connect with his swings.

GAME: Ulthan rolls weapon2: (3)+9: 12
GAME: Ulthan rolls reflex: (13)+3: 16
GAME: Culix rolls 2d6: (10): 10

The critter gnawing at Ulthan's ankles and dodging around his clumsy flail strikes suddenly backs off a few steps. It sneers at him, and then pulls what looks like a pepper shaker from its ragged pouches. And then it sniffs the pepper deeply. Its face twists and contorts and then it suddenly sneezes with tremendous force and voluminous snot. Snot which bursts into flame on contact with the air as it sprays towards Ulthan.

GAME: Culix rolls 7: (11)+7: 18
GAME: Culix rolls 2: (20)+2: 22
GAME: Culix rolls 2: (12)+2: 14
GAME: Culix rolls 2: (13)+2: 15
GAME: Culix rolls 1d4-1: (1)+-1: 0
GAME: Culix rolls 1d3-1: (1)+-1: 0

Meanwhile, the Gremlin that had been chasing after Crik is taken aback for a moment when the Elgarin swings back towards him and lunges with his knife. It grazes the critters leathery skin, but fails to penetrate. It retorts with a vicious series of swipes and bites that mostly only succeed in ruffling feathers.

Crik gets angrily scratched at, holding up his hands in near apology whilst tumbling backwards. He grabs his crossbow again, looking for a way to get out of this creature's face.

GAME: Ulthan rolls weapon2: (19)+9: 28 (THREAT)
GAME: Ulthan rolls weapon2: (4)+9: 13
GAME: Ulthan rolls damage2: aliased to 2d8+8: (13)+8: 21

Ulthan growls in frustration with his previous wiffs and channels his rage into a solid top-down thwack that smashes the gremlin down. And for its choice, it remains down and out.

GAME: Culix rolls 7: (20)+7: 27
GAME: Culix rolls 7: (10)+7: 17
GAME: Culix rolls 2: (15)+2: 17
GAME: Culix rolls 2: (13)+2: 15
GAME: Culix rolls 2d4-2: (3)+-2: 1
GAME: Culix rolls 1d3-1: (3)+-1: 2

The Gremlin chases after Crik, not content to let the Elgarin get away after shooting each of them at least once, and it latches onto the back of the elgarin's leg, flailing viciously and tearing loose a small chunk of flesh finally managing to cause something better categorized as a wound than an annoyance.

GAME: Crik rolls stealth: (7)+13: 20
GAME: Culix rolls 7: (2)+7: 9
GAME: Culix rolls 15: (9)+15: 24
GAME: Crik rolls weapon2: (14)+8: 22
GAME: Crik rolls damage2: aliased to 1d4+0: (4)+0: 4

Crik takes his hand crossbow in his arms and run around the bookcase, before leaning around and taking a shot at the gremlin chasing after him. Still nothing! "... I really should get more explosives."

GAME: Ulthan rolls weapon2: (16)+9: 25
GAME: Ulthan rolls damage2: aliased to 2d8+8: (9)+8: 17

Ulthan chases after the last gremlin, and having learnt from his previous hit, swings his flail in vertical smash to shorten the already puny gremlin down flat.

GAME: Ulthan ends his rage.

Ulthan pants as he looks at the damage he and the Egalrin caused chasing these gremlins. "I hope... we don't... be excluded... from their policy with... their insurer."

Ulthan's shape starts shrinking quickly after the fight is over.

Crik carefully walks around the book case and looks down at the Gremlin. "... I think we got them all." He looks around the half burnt, half broken, crashed and gooped book cases. Then there's a sudden caw. "Hold on, we are not expected to pay for damages are we?"

And in just the nick of time, the last of the gremlins is struck down- just in time for weaves of fatigue to wash over Ulthan, as his rage nears its limit at about the same time as the spell he used to bolster himself, both of them wearing off only moments later. The lab is... frankly, wrecked. Between the collapsed bookshelf, the tumbled alembic, the chemicals and singe marks splattered everywhere. But, to be honest, it's no worse than usual for an Artificer lab after a particularly heated debate.

On the bright side, the collapsed bookcase makes a convenient ramp back to the window, since they are currently barred in here. Good job nothing caught fire.

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Village in Yellow

2023-11-26T17:51:02Z

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==Log Info==

*Title: Village in Yellow

*GM: Carver

*Characters: [[Reithak]], [[Tlanexhuani ]], [[Ulthan]]

*Place: Border of Myr

*Summary: Missing Myrrish prince, his escort and a too-quiet village...

-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Dramatis Personae =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

Reithak A light brown egalrin with red and blue accents.

Tlanexhuani Azure sith-makar with bronze armor and hammer.

Ulthan Dusky, auburn-haired barn door masquerading as Dranei

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Fall has graced this land with beautiful colors, and it's clear why the village has taken its name. The leaves of the great trees that surrond on all sides is the color of many states of the sun; of fading noon, of dawn's kiss, of latest dusks. The village itself is a humble affair, but morbidly quiet. Even the most unassuming of locales one would assume the sound of life might flourish. The bleating of sheep, bark of a hound dog, the chattering of neighbors or the crack of a hammer. This is the first of the warning signs as they approach but there are others, such as the intense stare of carrion birds that scatter before their boots.

The village square has a church dedicated to Althea, the iconic blue rose on a field of gold, and sits at the "head of the table" with the air that much of the community attends, takes care of, and interacts with its services. Houses, with ample wood nearby, favor stout cabins sealed up with old tar and straw. Some doors creak open, others remain shut, but no one passes through these portals. An old wagon, and an older pair of ponies, graze near the muddy road just outside the village. It's in good repair, a bright colorful canvas patched with love, and still laden with goods for trade or transport. The twinned steeds chew, good-natured, and seem utterly unconcerned with the state of the village.

Ulthan walks in with the ground-loping tread of seasoned traveler, his rucksack with his essentials on his back, and his weapon secured with leather straps to the rucksack.

Changing of the seasons, at least in the context of the softskin lands, is a thing not known to Tlanexhuani. The seasons in the jungle are limited to 'wet' and ... 'not as wet.' The hunched Makari travels with the aid of his spear, the butt tapping on the firm ground as they enter the village. He is quick to notice the general lack of sounds and activity: younglings at play, meals prepared, fires enjoyed, words shared... though maybe it is due to the chill and the problems? Still, he asks in general, "Iss alwayss quiet?"

GAME: Ulthan rolls knowledge/geography: (3)+4: 7

Another day, another job, and another trip out of Alexandria in to farther off locales. Reithak took a look around, one hand on their hip, and there's a long exhale. "I know small towns are usually poretty trusting, but it seems weird to just leave ponies and goods out with no one around." Reithak notes. "Seems a bit odd to me, to be honest, just what's got this place feeling so empty? Could be bandits holed up somewhere, maybe? We should look for some signs of struggle and the like."

No, a community should not be this quiet. Even without a grand knowledge of Myr culture, the idea that the village would be in this state normally is a safe assumption. There are no ample signs of carnage but plenty of places to investigate, leaving the question to be answered where to start?

A sound of something metal clattering comes from a nearby home, and a strangled yelp.

"Caravan attacked near thiss place, ssa?" Thlanexhuani recounts what he understood of the call for assistance. "People not warriors would hide, protect own. May still be danger h-" he stops short and turns towards the sounds of clattering and surprise. There is a furtive flicker of his tail as he starts towards that home. It could be nothing, or it could be villagers in danger.

Ulthan nods as ther makari recounts the request, and then at the sound of the noise, stops and pulls his sturdy flail out and ready before turning towards the house where the sounds appeared to come from. "That way, you think?"

"I don't know exactly what's going on here, but that's what we're here to find out, right?" The large egalrin hums for a few moments, before suddenly whipping their head to one side. "I don't know what that was, but we better go for it. Someone might need our help now!" She agrees with the others, bracing one hand on the sheath of their sword and following after the sith-makar.

GAME: Reithak rolls perception: (8)+13: 21

GAME: Tlanexhuani rolls perception: (2)+9: 11

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

The house is quiet again, as they all squeeze in. It's a warm, comfortable abode. No signs of obvious wealth but a place well-lived and well-loved but no one in sight. Near the kitchen, many of the cupboards have been shoved open. A well-seasoned pan slowly rocks on the ground where it fell, or... was dropped? The fireplace is long cold now, another sign of abandonment if one needed anymore.

There are two beds, cramped along the war opposing the fireplace. A small family. A mat might have once served as the hound's place at their feet, judging by the toys gathered into a neat pile beside it.

Tlanexhuani carefully peeks inside, then passes through so he doesn't block the others. No fire, no signs of hiding people, and just the wobbling pan. "Fall, make noise?" He looks around a bit more, saddened to see the home empty; a family in hiding could be reassured and protected, rather than their fate unknown. "Thiss one thought heard ... voice, before."

Another flick or three of tailtip as he thinks for some time. Then, he crouches down to make himself appear less threatening and calls out in a firm but not loud voice, "This one here give help, not harm. Can only help if know are others here need help..."

Ulthan shifts his weapon into less-threatening posture. It's not a good one to wield in cramped spaces, anyway.

"Nah, something is definitely in here." Reithak notes, peering at the pan and the door of one of the cabinets. "That door just closed, there's something, or someone, in there." The large egalrin takes a step back, and waits at one wall.

GAME: Tlanexhuani rolls diplomacy: (16)+3: 19

It's an awkward minute, but something about Tlan's gentle request demands a response. "Uhhhhh..." A squeaky, malformed whine of a response might at first be mistaken as a rusty hinge until is is followed. "I just want eat. Voice-From-Outside go away. Peace, no hurt." A bubbly plea dictated by someone whose grasp on common is beyond rusty. "I no hurt. Just eat."

Ulthan nods towards the eloquent makari to keep cajoling the voice, whiel standing very, very still himself to avoid crowding the cupboard and its occupant.

Tlanexhuani's tail now sway, energized by the response yet the movement is less tense. "Ssa, this one has food to share. Peace." He glances to the others with him and is further pleased that all seem content with conversation and seem to be trying to be nonthreatening. "Come out." Tradespeak is not his first language, either, and his grasp is certainly less than eloquence. "Know you why village empty? Where all go?"

"Easy, it's alright, we're not hear to hurt people." Reithak offers placatingly, deciding that a big lizard may be less immediately threatening than a big bird. "Is this not your home then, how did you get here? Were you looking for food?" The egalrin wonders. "I usually travel light, but I'm sure we have some food to spare."

The cupboard is slowly pushed open, and what steps out is a dirty half--

Hmmmm, no. What steps out is what at first glance in the dark looks like a dirty halfling dragging something behind them, similiar in stature and gait. A closer inspection while not cowering beside cuppery shows that the skin is mottled brown not from dirt but pigment, grand warts and pustules apparent where dirty rags do not cover. That is no imitation Ulthan-Rucksack dragging behind it, but a girty tendon that starts from the mouth and leaves a viscous drool behind it that bubbles on the wood of the carpentry.

It slurps back the abudance of drool, dark eyes shifty and wary. It would not take much to send this nervous creature into a state of fight or flight. It's already there. "Place of Song. It was. Place of Singing. Then Place of Screaming. I come in night. To Eat. Lick. Taste." Slurp. "Then one night came all in Place. Then all noise. All quiet."

GAME: Ulthan rolls knowledge/dungeoneering: (17)+3: 20

The one emerging is ... not what Tlanexhuani expected. Surprise does not mean he is immediately wary, though. Instead, he retrieves a piece of dried meat. It is set down before the cupboard-leaver before the Makari takes two steps back to give comfort of distance. Then his lizard brain attempts to process the words. "Place of song... Temple?" He looks to his compatriots. They did see markings for a place of worship of The Great Mother."

Ulthan headtilts as he looks over the creature, then smiles and speaks very gently. "I think I know of your kind.. You have been around here, helping clean the place, I believe." He nods to his company. "He's very shy, so let's keep this brief, okay?"

The creature's sweat stinks of booze and manure, dark eyes darting between everyone as they speak.

"It's okay, I imagine all of that would be distressing to anyone." The large egalrin sighs. "What's that about screaming though? Can you tell us where that happened? We'll let you get back to things after that, but we need to make sure people are okay, here."

"You think he means the temple? We should check in there if that's the case, and you're all ready."

The creature slowly edges along the room, keeping as much as possible between them. It's almost as if it's going to skip out and flee outright, but its long tongue collects the gift from Tlan, and it lifts one three-fingered hand and points at the church. Then skitters out into the evening, dragging tongue and meat behind it as it disappears.

Ulthan whews. "Wouldn't have liked to trigger that one' into fighting, it could have gotten seeriously messy, and they aren't predators." He then grips his flail again, and steps out, turning towards the church. "That place sounds like obvious next step..."

Tlanexhuani watches the creature dart out, making no move to interfere. He also notices the pointing; that resolved that uncertainty. "Ssa." He agrees with at least some of Ulthan's and/or Reithak's comments. "We go." He then moves to exit the house and move towards the church.

"No arguements from me, I don't want to hurt them if they don't want to fight." Reithak nods, heading for the door and keeping it open. "Hope whatever happened there people are still alright, let's get in there and figure out what's going on."

The egalrin exists with the others and turns her attention to the church. "We'll take care of this, and make sure the temple is safe after, but the people come first."

The church's doors are closed and locked. They do not open to a pull or a push, no matter how firm. Windows are ample but the inside is dark and cold, the fading evening light not shedding much onto the mystery within. Perhaps a bit of break and entering will be required. The tapestry of Althea's blue rose waves in the cold fall air.

Tlanexhuani's tail has begun to flick anew, and it isn't calmed by the closed and barred church. Maybe this is another cupboard situation? "We come to help!" the Makari calls at the doors, now loudly. Because the church and doors are much bigger this time.

There is no Dung Eater this time, with broken common and drooling to give answers. It's cold silence that greets Tlanexhuani.

Reithak takes a look at the door, and the egalrin's gaze darkens. "It's not often an althean temple is left locked up with no entry." The inquisitor notes. "I don't like this, think we can get through the lock? I'm sure Althea will forgive us if we need to break one of the windows, but I'd rather that's a last resort, you know?"

Ulthan hmms as he eyes the door himself. "Doors are meant toi open, while windows are a lot of expensive craftmanship to refit. We could try to force it, although isn't the door supposed to open outwards for safety?"

Tlanexhuani does not like the idea of breaking anything, though the safety of people takes precedence. He looks at the doors and hisses low. "This one not know how to remove lock..." he then looks to Ulthan, "but can help make open." He doesn't have much finesse, but he does have some bulk.

Ulthan shakes his head, not a lock-handling expert either. "Should we try to ram it running into it together, does anyone se anything we could use for battering?"

"Ah, gods damn it, we don't have time to be figuring out what's the best way to get in a door, you're right." Reithak grumbles, shaking her head. "Let's try the door, a bit less politely."

The large egalrin takes a step back, and nods to the others. "Tlan, is it? Give us a count of 5 and we'll throw our weight in with you, sound good?"

Ulthan nods and stoves his weapon on his ruck again, so he can use his arms to transfer as much as possible of his weight to the ramming.

GAME: Ulthan rolls athletics: (4)+6: 10

GAME: Reithak rolls strength: (14)+3: 17

Tlanexhuani looks between the two and then thumps tail. "Sssa!" He also steps back from the door, setting aside his spear/walking aid for the moment; it isn't he best for short sprints. Another set of looks between the others before he takes a breath. A small spark of electricity is then called from blood to clwtip, that is touched to his chest. This causes the metal splitnts of his armor to wiggle and move, tightening about thigh and bicept and bracing his body further. He then counts out and charges for the door.

GAME: Tlanexhuani rolls strength+1+2+2: (10)+3+1+2+2: 18

The church is still as the grave. Emblazoned against the far wall is a great yellow eye, burned in like soot against the stone. Seated facing toward this heretical image are several rows of pews, and perhaps many of the village across a breadth of ages; all twisted as if in pain and perfectly composed as if statues.

Their body twists to tendon stretching angles, all sharp angles, elbows bent and fingers scratching at the eyes. Signs of rot and decay have began to settle in, giving a time of death of these macabre marionnettes more than a few days. Light from the setting sun spills over this scene and then shimmers silver as four strange creatures turn and face the entranceway.

They are Myrish knights, or at least silhouettes of them, but as if their flesh and armaments have taken on a hue of mucus dipped in platinum. They give a ghastly salute with their 'swords' and then in synchronized steps, march forward. Though the pews and the terrible remains of the villagers should stop them, they seem to... shift or merge through them, leaving a glistening slime in their wake.

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Carver has dropped a TIMESTOP!

Please +init, then cease all roleplay and actions immediately and wait for Carver to instruct you further. You may earn RPP by logging a scene for a GM.

For in-combat commands, type: +thelp.

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GAME: Carver advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 22.

It is now Reithak's turn! Ulthan is next!

GAME: Reithak rolls knowledge/religion+2: (7)+6+2: 15

GAME: Reithak casts Divine Favor. Caster Level: 4 DC: 13

GAME: Carver advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 22.

It is now Ulthan's turn! Myr Echo2 is next!

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

GAME: Ulthan rolls weapon2: (12)+9: 21

GAME: Ulthan rolls damage2: aliased to 1d10+6: (5)+6: 11

GAME: Carver advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 19.

It is now Myr Echo2's turn! Myr Echo1 is next!

Reithak shoulders one side of the door, and with Tlanexhuani taking the brunt of it, the egalrin is able to shove their way in as the wood gives way. There is little to any time to collect theirself however, as Reithak immediately stands at attention. "These things, I suspect are at fault for this." The egalrin hisses. "Take care, the fluid they are made of will mess with your mind if it gets on you, keep it at an arm's length as much as possible!"

GAME: Carver rolls 1d20+6: (19)+6: 25

GAME: Carver rolls 1d6+5: (3)+5: 8

GAME: Ulthan rolls will: (11)+4: 15

Ulthan growls as he watches the two weird creatures come towards him. As Reithak describes them, he shrugs and goes for his best help against someone messing with his mind, he enters his Rage with an annoyed grunt and takes few steps forward, swinging his heavy flail in a mighty overhead swing, smashing the closer one a solid whack right over what seems to be its head.

This strange, silvery plasma form of the fight shifts and simmers as it slips right through the solid wooden pew. Ulthan is quick to the attack, though, quicker than this ghastly 'knight'. The heavy flail connects to its 'face' and it shifts and slithers around the weapon before reforming when the big man withdraws. Its sword blow is quicksilver, bludgeoning into his opponent's side, and with it comes...

A disorienting shift in perspective, the church from a different view. Ulthan is now the Knight at the night of this event, gazing out in horror as singing villagers begin to scratch and claw at their eyes that burn between their fingertips. The vision ends as Ulthan forces it back and away and to the fight once more.

GAME: Carver advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 18.

It is now Myr Echo1's turn! Myr Echo3 is next!

GAME: Carver rolls 1d20+6: (6)+6: 12

GAME: Carver advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 18.

It is now Myr Echo3's turn! Tlanexhuani is next!

The other two knights shimmer forward, phasing through corpses and pews, leaving silver and platinum slime in their wake. One joins his brother in assaulting Ulthan, the other continues toward Reithak, sword raised but does not reach him.

GAME: Carver advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 2.

It is now Tlanexhuani's turn! Reithak is next!

GAME: Tlanexhuani activates his Titan Armor, gaining: +4 Str

GAME: Tlanexhuani rolls weapon3-1: (14)+9+-1: 22

GAME: Tlanexhuani rolls damage3+2+3: aliased to 1d8+6+2+3: (5)+6+2+3: 16

GAME: NEW ROUND!

Carver advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 22.

It is now Reithak's turn! Ulthan is next!

GAME: Reithak rolls 1d20+7+1: (11)+7+1: 19

GAME: Reithak rolls 1d6+3+1: (6)+3+1: 10

GAME: Carver advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 22.

It is now Ulthan's turn! Myr Echo2 is next!

They burst through the door to find... death. The air is thick with its scent and the sights that are revealed... Tlanexhuani stares for a long moment: not at the strange silvery ones, but at the villagers. The people. The corpses. Male, female, elderly... younglings. This makes him slow to react and turn his eyes towards the silvery ones.

Eyes ablaze with sparks. Maybe the ability has already affected him... or maybe he needs no aid to imagine a very similar scene of slauhgeted villagers that will not be forgotten.

"NO! The roar in his native tongue accompanies his barreling charge into the nearest with his hammer. It can create, but it can also destroy.

GAME: Ulthan rolls weapon2: (13)+9: 22

GAME: Ulthan rolls damage2: aliased to 1d10+6: (9)+6: 15

"Ceinara, give me strength!" The egalrin chants abruptly, one hand on the flame shaped talisman around their neck, filling the inquisitor with holy strength as they dash towards the nearest foe and slicing deep through it with one movement, causing it to crumple to the floor. "One down, keep it up! We need to get to the ones who might still be saved!"

Ulthan shudders as he glimpses... something... But it doesn't slow him, instead, the flail that had gone through the creature in front of him follows a classic windmilling pattern and smashes on same target again, accompanied by a bellow of "STAY OUT OF MY MIND!" The smash is a powerful one, the hit crumpling the shape of before the enraged Dranei.

GAME: Carver advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 18.

It is now Myr Echo1's turn! Tlanexhuani is next!

The creatures almost dissolve into silver puddles, form losing cohesion under the armed adventurer's attacks. The last of them raises his blade and continues his assault on Ulthan.

GAME: Carver rolls 1d20+6: (18)+6: 24

GAME: Carver rolls 1d6+5: (3)+5: 8

GAME: Ulthan rolls will: (18)+4: 22

Once more the silvery 'blade' smashes into Ulthan, and again, another disorienting shift in perspective. Another knight, this time a woman, with flowing golden hair. She/Ulthan yells out in horror, drawing their blade and turning not to the villagers but behind them where a young man with bright blue eyes and dark hair and a collection of shadowy figures are reaching out to a great burning eye. "Kallin, stop this madness!" She rushes the stage, steel gleaming and...

Ulthan is standing over the steaming puddle of ectoplasm, back in his own body again.

GAME: Carver advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 2.

It is now Tlanexhuani's turn! Reithak is next!

GAME: Tlanexhuani rolls weapon3-1: (11)+9+-1: 19

GAME: Tlanexhuani rolls damage3+2+3: aliased to 1d8+6+2+3: (7)+6+2+3: 18

Tlanexhuani may not truly harness anger as some do, but that does not make him less angry at this moment. One armored silger knight collapses and the Makari turns for another. Once more his hammer is lifted high overhead and brought down on the one remaining near Ulthan. "No hurt any more!"

GAME: NEW ROUND!

Carver advances the initiative order.

Round Three - Init 22.

It is now Reithak's turn! Ulthan is next!

GAME: Reithak rolls 1d20+7+1+1: (19)+7+1+1: 28

GAME: Reithak rolls 1d20+7+1+1: (14)+7+1+1: 23

GAME: Reithak rolls 2d6+6+2: (4)+6+2: 12

GAME: Ulthan ends his rage.

GAME: Tlanexhuani deactivates his Titan Armor.

GAME: Carver removes the timestop.

Timestop by Carver has left.

Just one more foe, and it was already weakened by their allies, So Reithak charges in, managing to land a solid thrust into the body of the beast, sending it to the ground as the blade was pulled out. "That was the last one I can see for now, let's see if anyone is still alive here, let me know if anyone needs healing!" The egalrin shouts to the others.

Ulthan slumps down as the rush of his Rage withdraws him, sitting down where he was battling these creatures.

All is quiet once more, with only the unsettling posed remains of the villagers to keep them company in the befouled remains of the church; all under the great burnt yellow eye.

Ulthan pants as he slowly recovers from the exhaustion that Rage leaves behind. "I think... I saw what the knights... saw before. They called for someone named 'Kallin'... to stop their madness... Wasn't that the... soin we were looking for?"

GAME: Reithak rolls perception: (6)+13: 19

Tlanexhuani has his hammer lifted as his eyes dart about for more dangers. When there are none, he finally deflates with a long exhalation, form hunching and lowering along with the weapon. Only then do his eyes clear and he looks to his companions. "Are hurt?" Then he moves to the villagers to check for any that might be alive. "This one does not remember name. Could be..." Though it is clear his focus is not yet on why or who may have happened and instead on what is.

GAME: Tlanexhuani rolls heal: (20)+7: 27

Reithak takes a moment to make sure that her sword is completely clean before putting it back in it's sheathe, in case any residue triggered any more reactions. "Those were the escorts for the young lord, in a armed guard sense. Something turned them into, these things." The egalrin states as she checks over the church, looking more tired with each person checked. "I don't see them here, but I really hope they weren't behind this. If they are, I don't care if they're a myrrish prince, they will face punishment for their actions. We should see if there's anything left from whatever they did this."

Ulthan climbs back on his feet soon, then looks around, trying to figure out how to help with taking stock of who might be still alive. He leaves his weapon resting against the closest pew until he has proper time to wipe the residue off, soon.

Tlanexhuani listens more than speaks as he steps amongst the dead. Whatever glimmer of hope he may have for survivors is methodically extinguished as he checks each in turn. After he completes, his posture remains slouched and hunched. "Wass not weapon did thiss... Magic? Curse? Ssicknesss?" He's not sure on what the alternative may be. "Some bite own tonguess. Others blood from earss..."

He finally straighten up some and looks to the others. "Must find prince. Find answers."

Ulthan nods as he looks around, becoming distressed at the sight of so much carnage. "Something in this smells, and not just because of the time since this happened."

Schloop. A long, gruel-covered piece of tendon slurps through the puddle of ectoplasm. A squat, gecko-toed creature with beady eyes stares at them for the second time today and in its croaking broken common, announces. "I know place where went." Sluuuuuurp. Drool. "Dung Eater shows you."

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Village in Yellow

2023-11-26T17:50:29Z

Ulthan: /* Log Info */

Village in Yellow

2023-11-26T17:49:48Z

Ulthan: /* Log Info */

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==Log Info==

*Title: Village in Yellow

*GM: Carver

*Characters: [[Reithak]], [[Tlanexhuani ]], [[Ulthan]]

*Place: Border of Myr

*Summary: Missing Myrrish prince, his escort and a too-quiet village...

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Reithak A light brown egalrin with red and blue accents.

Tlanexhuani Azure sith-makar with bronze armor and hammer.

Ulthan Dusky, auburn-haired barn door masquerading as Dranei

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Fall has graced this land with beautiful colors, and it's clear why the village has taken its name. The leaves of the great trees that surrond on all sides is the color of many states of the sun; of fading noon, of dawn's kiss, of latest dusks. The village itself is a humble affair, but morbidly quiet. Even the most unassuming of locales one would assume the sound of life might flourish. The bleating of sheep, bark of a hound dog, the chattering of neighbors or the crack of a hammer. This is the first of the warning signs as they approach but there are others, such as the intense stare of carrion birds that scatter before their boots.

The village square has a church dedicated to Althea, the iconic blue rose on a field of gold, and sits at the "head of the table" with the air that much of the community attends, takes care of, and interacts with its services. Houses, with ample wood nearby, favor stout cabins sealed up with old tar and straw. Some doors creak open, others remain shut, but no one passes through these portals. An old wagon, and an older pair of ponies, graze near the muddy road just outside the village. It's in good repair, a bright colorful canvas patched with love, and still laden with goods for trade or transport. The twinned steeds chew, good-natured, and seem utterly unconcerned with the state of the village.

Ulthan walks in with the ground-loping tread of seasoned traveler, his rucksack with his essentials on his back, and his weapon secured with leather straps to the rucksack.

Changing of the seasons, at least in the context of the softskin lands, is a thing not known to Tlanexhuani. The seasons in the jungle are limited to 'wet' and ... 'not as wet.' The hunched Makari travels with the aid of his spear, the butt tapping on the firm ground as they enter the village. He is quick to notice the general lack of sounds and activity: younglings at play, meals prepared, fires enjoyed, words shared... though maybe it is due to the chill and the problems? Still, he asks in general, "Iss alwayss quiet?"

GAME: Ulthan rolls knowledge/geography: (3)+4: 7

Another day, another job, and another trip out of Alexandria in to farther off locales. Reithak took a look around, one hand on their hip, and there's a long exhale. "I know small towns are usually poretty trusting, but it seems weird to just leave ponies and goods out with no one around." Reithak notes. "Seems a bit odd to me, to be honest, just what's got this place feeling so empty? Could be bandits holed up somewhere, maybe? We should look for some signs of struggle and the like."

No, a community should not be this quiet. Even without a grand knowledge of Myr culture, the idea that the village would be in this state normally is a safe assumption. There are no ample signs of carnage but plenty of places to investigate, leaving the question to be answered where to start?

A sound of something metal clattering comes from a nearby home, and a strangled yelp.

"Caravan attacked near thiss place, ssa?" Thlanexhuani recounts what he understood of the call for assistance. "People not warriors would hide, protect own. May still be danger h-" he stops short and turns towards the sounds of clattering and surprise. There is a furtive flicker of his tail as he starts towards that home. It could be nothing, or it could be villagers in danger.

Ulthan nods as ther makari recounts the request, and then at the sound of the noise, stops and pulls his sturdy flail out and ready before turning towards the house where the sounds appeared to come from. "That way, you think?"

"I don't know exactly what's going on here, but that's what we're here to find out, right?" The large egalrin hums for a few moments, before suddenly whipping their head to one side. "I don't know what that was, but we better go for it. Someone might need our help now!" She agrees with the others, bracing one hand on the sheath of their sword and following after the sith-makar.

GAME: Reithak rolls perception: (8)+13: 21

GAME: Tlanexhuani rolls perception: (2)+9: 11

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

The house is quiet again, as they all squeeze in. It's a warm, comfortable abode. No signs of obvious wealth but a place well-lived and well-loved but no one in sight. Near the kitchen, many of the cupboards have been shoved open. A well-seasoned pan slowly rocks on the ground where it fell, or... was dropped? The fireplace is long cold now, another sign of abandonment if one needed anymore.

There are two beds, cramped along the war opposing the fireplace. A small family. A mat might have once served as the hound's place at their feet, judging by the toys gathered into a neat pile beside it.

Tlanexhuani carefully peeks inside, then passes through so he doesn't block the others. No fire, no signs of hiding people, and just the wobbling pan. "Fall, make noise?" He looks around a bit more, saddened to see the home empty; a family in hiding could be reassured and protected, rather than their fate unknown. "Thiss one thought heard ... voice, before."

Another flick or three of tailtip as he thinks for some time. Then, he crouches down to make himself appear less threatening and calls out in a firm but not loud voice, "This one here give help, not harm. Can only help if know are others here need help..."

Ulthan shifts his weapon into less-threatening posture. It's not a good one to wield in cramped spaces, anyway.

"Nah, something is definitely in here." Reithak notes, peering at the pan and the door of one of the cabinets. "That door just closed, there's something, or someone, in there." The large egalrin takes a step back, and waits at one wall.

GAME: Tlanexhuani rolls diplomacy: (16)+3: 19

It's an awkward minute, but something about Tlan's gentle request demands a response. "Uhhhhh..." A squeaky, malformed whine of a response might at first be mistaken as a rusty hinge until is is followed. "I just want eat. Voice-From-Outside go away. Peace, no hurt." A bubbly plea dictated by someone whose grasp on common is beyond rusty. "I no hurt. Just eat."

Ulthan nods towards the eloquent makari to keep cajoling the voice, whiel standing very, very still himself to avoid crowding the cupboard and its occupant.

Tlanexhuani's tail now sway, energized by the response yet the movement is less tense. "Ssa, this one has food to share. Peace." He glances to the others with him and is further pleased that all seem content with conversation and seem to be trying to be nonthreatening. "Come out." Tradespeak is not his first language, either, and his grasp is certainly less than eloquence. "Know you why village empty? Where all go?"

"Easy, it's alright, we're not hear to hurt people." Reithak offers placatingly, deciding that a big lizard may be less immediately threatening than a big bird. "Is this not your home then, how did you get here? Were you looking for food?" The egalrin wonders. "I usually travel light, but I'm sure we have some food to spare."

The cupboard is slowly pushed open, and what steps out is a dirty half--

Hmmmm, no. What steps out is what at first glance in the dark looks like a dirty halfling dragging something behind them, similiar in stature and gait. A closer inspection while not cowering beside cuppery shows that the skin is mottled brown not from dirt but pigment, grand warts and pustules apparent where dirty rags do not cover. That is no imitation Ulthan-Rucksack dragging behind it, but a girty tendon that starts from the mouth and leaves a viscous drool behind it that bubbles on the wood of the carpentry.

It slurps back the abudance of drool, dark eyes shifty and wary. It would not take much to send this nervous creature into a state of fight or flight. It's already there. "Place of Song. It was. Place of Singing. Then Place of Screaming. I come in night. To Eat. Lick. Taste." Slurp. "Then one night came all in Place. Then all noise. All quiet."

GAME: Ulthan rolls knowledge/dungeoneering: (17)+3: 20

The one emerging is ... not what Tlanexhuani expected. Surprise does not mean he is immediately wary, though. Instead, he retrieves a piece of dried meat. It is set down before the cupboard-leaver before the Makari takes two steps back to give comfort of distance. Then his lizard brain attempts to process the words. "Place of song... Temple?" He looks to his compatriots. They did see markings for a place of worship of The Great Mother."

Ulthan headtilts as he looks over the creature, then smiles and speaks very gently. "I think I know of your kind.. You have been around here, helping clean the place, I believe." He nods to his company. "He's very shy, so let's keep this brief, okay?"

The creature's sweat stinks of booze and manure, dark eyes darting between everyone as they speak.

"It's okay, I imagine all of that would be distressing to anyone." The large egalrin sighs. "What's that about screaming though? Can you tell us where that happened? We'll let you get back to things after that, but we need to make sure people are okay, here."

"You think he means the temple? We should check in there if that's the case, and you're all ready."

The creature slowly edges along the room, keeping as much as possible between them. It's almost as if it's going to skip out and flee outright, but its long tongue collects the gift from Tlan, and it lifts one three-fingered hand and points at the church. Then skitters out into the evening, dragging tongue and meat behind it as it disappears.

Ulthan whews. "Wouldn't have liked to trigger that one' into fighting, it could have gotten seeriously messy, and they aren't predators." He then grips his flail again, and steps out, turning towards the church. "That place sounds like obvious next step..."

Tlanexhuani watches the creature dart out, making no move to interfere. He also notices the pointing; that resolved that uncertainty. "Ssa." He agrees with at least some of Ulthan's and/or Reithak's comments. "We go." He then moves to exit the house and move towards the church.

"No arguements from me, I don't want to hurt them if they don't want to fight." Reithak nods, heading for the door and keeping it open. "Hope whatever happened there people are still alright, let's get in there and figure out what's going on."

The egalrin exists with the others and turns her attention to the church. "We'll take care of this, and make sure the temple is safe after, but the people come first."

The church's doors are closed and locked. They do not open to a pull or a push, no matter how firm. Windows are ample but the inside is dark and cold, the fading evening light not shedding much onto the mystery within. Perhaps a bit of break and entering will be required. The tapestry of Althea's blue rose waves in the cold fall air.

Tlanexhuani's tail has begun to flick anew, and it isn't calmed by the closed and barred church. Maybe this is another cupboard situation? "We come to help!" the Makari calls at the doors, now loudly. Because the church and doors are much bigger this time.

There is no Dung Eater this time, with broken common and drooling to give answers. It's cold silence that greets Tlanexhuani.

Reithak takes a look at the door, and the egalrin's gaze darkens. "It's not often an althean temple is left locked up with no entry." The inquisitor notes. "I don't like this, think we can get through the lock? I'm sure Althea will forgive us if we need to break one of the windows, but I'd rather that's a last resort, you know?"

Ulthan hmms as he eyes the door himself. "Doors are meant toi open, while windows are a lot of expensive craftmanship to refit. We could try to force it, although isn't the door supposed to open outwards for safety?"

Tlanexhuani does not like the idea of breaking anything, though the safety of people takes precedence. He looks at the doors and hisses low. "This one not know how to remove lock..." he then looks to Ulthan, "but can help make open." He doesn't have much finesse, but he does have some bulk.

Ulthan shakes his head, not a lock-handling expert either. "Should we try to ram it running into it together, does anyone se anything we could use for battering?"

"Ah, gods damn it, we don't have time to be figuring out what's the best way to get in a door, you're right." Reithak grumbles, shaking her head. "Let's try the door, a bit less politely."

The large egalrin takes a step back, and nods to the others. "Tlan, is it? Give us a count of 5 and we'll throw our weight in with you, sound good?"

Ulthan nods and stoves his weapon on his ruck again, so he can use his arms to transfer as much as possible of his weight to the ramming.

GAME: Ulthan rolls athletics: (4)+6: 10

GAME: Reithak rolls strength: (14)+3: 17

Tlanexhuani looks between the two and then thumps tail. "Sssa!" He also steps back from the door, setting aside his spear/walking aid for the moment; it isn't he best for short sprints. Another set of looks between the others before he takes a breath. A small spark of electricity is then called from blood to clwtip, that is touched to his chest. This causes the metal splitnts of his armor to wiggle and move, tightening about thigh and bicept and bracing his body further. He then counts out and charges for the door.

GAME: Tlanexhuani rolls strength+1+2+2: (10)+3+1+2+2: 18

The church is still as the grave. Emblazoned against the far wall is a great yellow eye, burned in like soot against the stone. Seated facing toward this heretical image are several rows of pews, and perhaps many of the village across a breadth of ages; all twisted as if in pain and perfectly composed as if statues.

Their body twists to tendon stretching angles, all sharp angles, elbows bent and fingers scratching at the eyes. Signs of rot and decay have began to settle in, giving a time of death of these macabre marionnettes more than a few days. Light from the setting sun spills over this scene and then shimmers silver as four strange creatures turn and face the entranceway.

They are Myrish knights, or at least silhouettes of them, but as if their flesh and armaments have taken on a hue of mucus dipped in platinum. They give a ghastly salute with their 'swords' and then in synchronized steps, march forward. Though the pews and the terrible remains of the villagers should stop them, they seem to... shift or merge through them, leaving a glistening slime in their wake.

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Carver has dropped a TIMESTOP!

Please +init, then cease all roleplay and actions immediately and wait for Carver to instruct you further. You may earn RPP by logging a scene for a GM.

For in-combat commands, type: +thelp.

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GAME: Carver advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 22.

It is now Reithak's turn! Ulthan is next!

GAME: Reithak rolls knowledge/religion+2: (7)+6+2: 15

GAME: Reithak casts Divine Favor. Caster Level: 4 DC: 13

GAME: Carver advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 22.

It is now Ulthan's turn! Myr Echo2 is next!

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

GAME: Ulthan rolls weapon2: (12)+9: 21

GAME: Ulthan rolls damage2: aliased to 1d10+6: (5)+6: 11

GAME: Carver advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 19.

It is now Myr Echo2's turn! Myr Echo1 is next!

Reithak shoulders one side of the door, and with Tlanexhuani taking the brunt of it, the egalrin is able to shove their way in as the wood gives way. There is little to any time to collect theirself however, as Reithak immediately stands at attention. "These things, I suspect are at fault for this." The egalrin hisses. "Take care, the fluid they are made of will mess with your mind if it gets on you, keep it at an arm's length as much as possible!"

GAME: Carver rolls 1d20+6: (19)+6: 25

GAME: Carver rolls 1d6+5: (3)+5: 8

GAME: Ulthan rolls will: (11)+4: 15

Ulthan growls as he watches the two weird creatures come towards him. As Reithak describes them, he shrugs and goes for his best help against someone messing with his mind, he enters his Rage with an annoyed grunt and takes few steps forward, swinging his heavy flail in a mighty overhead swing, smashing the closer one a solid whack right over what seems to be its head.

This strange, silvery plasma form of the fight shifts and simmers as it slips right through the solid wooden pew. Ulthan is quick to the attack, though, quicker than this ghastly 'knight'. The heavy flail connects to its 'face' and it shifts and slithers around the weapon before reforming when the big man withdraws. Its sword blow is quicksilver, bludgeoning into his opponent's side, and with it comes...

A disorienting shift in perspective, the church from a different view. Ulthan is now the Knight at the night of this event, gazing out in horror as singing villagers begin to scratch and claw at their eyes that burn between their fingertips. The vision ends as Ulthan forces it back and away and to the fight once more.

GAME: Carver advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 18.

It is now Myr Echo1's turn! Myr Echo3 is next!

GAME: Carver rolls 1d20+6: (6)+6: 12

GAME: Carver advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 18.

It is now Myr Echo3's turn! Tlanexhuani is next!

The other two knights shimmer forward, phasing through corpses and pews, leaving silver and platinum slime in their wake. One joins his brother in assaulting Ulthan, the other continues toward Reithak, sword raised but does not reach him.

GAME: Carver advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 2.

It is now Tlanexhuani's turn! Reithak is next!

GAME: Tlanexhuani activates his Titan Armor, gaining: +4 Str

GAME: Tlanexhuani rolls weapon3-1: (14)+9+-1: 22

GAME: Tlanexhuani rolls damage3+2+3: aliased to 1d8+6+2+3: (5)+6+2+3: 16

GAME: NEW ROUND!

Carver advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 22.

It is now Reithak's turn! Ulthan is next!

GAME: Reithak rolls 1d20+7+1: (11)+7+1: 19

GAME: Reithak rolls 1d6+3+1: (6)+3+1: 10

GAME: Carver advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 22.

It is now Ulthan's turn! Myr Echo2 is next!

They burst through the door to find... death. The air is thick with its scent and the sights that are revealed... Tlanexhuani stares for a long moment: not at the strange silvery ones, but at the villagers. The people. The corpses. Male, female, elderly... younglings. This makes him slow to react and turn his eyes towards the silvery ones.

Eyes ablaze with sparks. Maybe the ability has already affected him... or maybe he needs no aid to imagine a very similar scene of slauhgeted villagers that will not be forgotten.

"NO! The roar in his native tongue accompanies his barreling charge into the nearest with his hammer. It can create, but it can also destroy.

GAME: Ulthan rolls weapon2: (13)+9: 22

GAME: Ulthan rolls damage2: aliased to 1d10+6: (9)+6: 15

"Ceinara, give me strength!" The egalrin chants abruptly, one hand on the flame shaped talisman around their neck, filling the inquisitor with holy strength as they dash towards the nearest foe and slicing deep through it with one movement, causing it to crumple to the floor. "One down, keep it up! We need to get to the ones who might still be saved!"

Ulthan shudders as he glimpses... something... But it doesn't slow him, instead, the flail that had gone through the creature in front of him follows a classic windmilling pattern and smashes on same target again, accompanied by a bellow of "STAY OUT OF MY MIND!" The smash is a powerful one, the hit crumpling the shape of before the enraged Dranei.

GAME: Carver advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 18.

It is now Myr Echo1's turn! Tlanexhuani is next!

The creatures almost dissolve into silver puddles, form losing cohesion under the armed adventurer's attacks. The last of them raises his blade and continues his assault on Ulthan.

GAME: Carver rolls 1d20+6: (18)+6: 24

GAME: Carver rolls 1d6+5: (3)+5: 8

GAME: Ulthan rolls will: (18)+4: 22

Once more the silvery 'blade' smashes into Ulthan, and again, another disorienting shift in perspective. Another knight, this time a woman, with flowing golden hair. She/Ulthan yells out in horror, drawing their blade and turning not to the villagers but behind them where a young man with bright blue eyes and dark hair and a collection of shadowy figures are reaching out to a great burning eye. "Kallin, stop this madness!" She rushes the stage, steel gleaming and...

Ulthan is standing over the steaming puddle of ectoplasm, back in his own body again.

GAME: Carver advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 2.

It is now Tlanexhuani's turn! Reithak is next!

GAME: Tlanexhuani rolls weapon3-1: (11)+9+-1: 19

GAME: Tlanexhuani rolls damage3+2+3: aliased to 1d8+6+2+3: (7)+6+2+3: 18

Tlanexhuani may not truly harness anger as some do, but that does not make him less angry at this moment. One armored silger knight collapses and the Makari turns for another. Once more his hammer is lifted high overhead and brought down on the one remaining near Ulthan. "No hurt any more!"

GAME: NEW ROUND!

Carver advances the initiative order.

Round Three - Init 22.

It is now Reithak's turn! Ulthan is next!

GAME: Reithak rolls 1d20+7+1+1: (19)+7+1+1: 28

GAME: Reithak rolls 1d20+7+1+1: (14)+7+1+1: 23

GAME: Reithak rolls 2d6+6+2: (4)+6+2: 12

GAME: Ulthan ends his rage.

GAME: Tlanexhuani deactivates his Titan Armor.

GAME: Carver removes the timestop.

Timestop by Carver has left.

Just one more foe, and it was already weakened by their allies, So Reithak charges in, managing to land a solid thrust into the body of the beast, sending it to the ground as the blade was pulled out. "That was the last one I can see for now, let's see if anyone is still alive here, let me know if anyone needs healing!" The egalrin shouts to the others.

Ulthan slumps down as the rush of his Rage withdraws him, sitting down where he was battling these creatures.

All is quiet once more, with only the unsettling posed remains of the villagers to keep them company in the befouled remains of the church; all under the great burnt yellow eye.

Ulthan pants as he slowly recovers from the exhaustion that Rage leaves behind. "I think... I saw what the knights... saw before. They called for someone named 'Kallin'... to stop their madness... Wasn't that the... soin we were looking for?"

GAME: Reithak rolls perception: (6)+13: 19

Tlanexhuani has his hammer lifted as his eyes dart about for more dangers. When there are none, he finally deflates with a long exhalation, form hunching and lowering along with the weapon. Only then do his eyes clear and he looks to his companions. "Are hurt?" Then he moves to the villagers to check for any that might be alive. "This one does not remember name. Could be..." Though it is clear his focus is not yet on why or who may have happened and instead on what is.

GAME: Tlanexhuani rolls heal: (20)+7: 27

Reithak takes a moment to make sure that her sword is completely clean before putting it back in it's sheathe, in case any residue triggered any more reactions. "Those were the escorts for the young lord, in a armed guard sense. Something turned them into, these things." The egalrin states as she checks over the church, looking more tired with each person checked. "I don't see them here, but I really hope they weren't behind this. If they are, I don't care if they're a myrrish prince, they will face punishment for their actions. We should see if there's anything left from whatever they did this."

Ulthan climbs back on his feet soon, then looks around, trying to figure out how to help with taking stock of who might be still alive. He leaves his weapon resting against the closest pew until he has proper time to wipe the residue off, soon.

Tlanexhuani listens more than speaks as he steps amongst the dead. Whatever glimmer of hope he may have for survivors is methodically extinguished as he checks each in turn. After he completes, his posture remains slouched and hunched. "Wass not weapon did thiss... Magic? Curse? Ssicknesss?" He's not sure on what the alternative may be. "Some bite own tonguess. Others blood from earss..."

He finally straighten up some and looks to the others. "Must find prince. Find answers."

Ulthan nods as he looks around, becoming distressed at the sight of so much carnage. "Something in this smells, and not just because of the time since this happened."

Schloop. A long, gruel-covered piece of tendon slurps through the puddle of ectoplasm. A squat, gecko-toed creature with beady eyes stares at them for the second time today and in its croaking broken common, announces. "I know place where went." Sluuuuuurp. Drool. "Dung Eater shows you."

[[Category:PrP]]

Village in Yellow

2023-11-26T17:49:30Z

Ulthan: /* Log Info */

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==Log Info==

*Title: Village in Yellow

*GM: Carver

*Characters: [[Reithak]], [[Tlanexhuani ]], [[Ulthan]]

*Place: Border of Myr

*Summary: Missing Myrrish prince, his escort and a too-quiet village...

-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Dramatis Personae =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

Reithak A light brown egalrin with red and blue accents.
Tlanexhuani Azure sith-makar with bronze armor and hammer.
Ulthan Dusky, auburn-haired barn door masquerading as Dranei

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Fall has graced this land with beautiful colors, and it's clear why the village has taken its name. The leaves of the great trees that surrond on all sides is the color of many states of the sun; of fading noon, of dawn's kiss, of latest dusks. The village itself is a humble affair, but morbidly quiet. Even the most unassuming of locales one would assume the sound of life might flourish. The bleating of sheep, bark of a hound dog, the chattering of neighbors or the crack of a hammer. This is the first of the warning signs as they approach but there are others, such as the intense stare of carrion birds that scatter before their boots.

The village square has a church dedicated to Althea, the iconic blue rose on a field of gold, and sits at the "head of the table" with the air that much of the community attends, takes care of, and interacts with its services. Houses, with ample wood nearby, favor stout cabins sealed up with old tar and straw. Some doors creak open, others remain shut, but no one passes through these portals. An old wagon, and an older pair of ponies, graze near the muddy road just outside the village. It's in good repair, a bright colorful canvas patched with love, and still laden with goods for trade or transport. The twinned steeds chew, good-natured, and seem utterly unconcerned with the state of the village.

Ulthan walks in with the ground-loping tread of seasoned traveler, his rucksack with his essentials on his back, and his weapon secured with leather straps to the rucksack.

Changing of the seasons, at least in the context of the softskin lands, is a thing not known to Tlanexhuani. The seasons in the jungle are limited to 'wet' and ... 'not as wet.' The hunched Makari travels with the aid of his spear, the butt tapping on the firm ground as they enter the village. He is quick to notice the general lack of sounds and activity: younglings at play, meals prepared, fires enjoyed, words shared... though maybe it is due to the chill and the problems? Still, he asks in general, "Iss alwayss quiet?"

GAME: Ulthan rolls knowledge/geography: (3)+4: 7

Another day, another job, and another trip out of Alexandria in to farther off locales. Reithak took a look around, one hand on their hip, and there's a long exhale. "I know small towns are usually poretty trusting, but it seems weird to just leave ponies and goods out with no one around." Reithak notes. "Seems a bit odd to me, to be honest, just what's got this place feeling so empty? Could be bandits holed up somewhere, maybe? We should look for some signs of struggle and the like."

No, a community should not be this quiet. Even without a grand knowledge of Myr culture, the idea that the village would be in this state normally is a safe assumption. There are no ample signs of carnage but plenty of places to investigate, leaving the question to be answered where to start?

A sound of something metal clattering comes from a nearby home, and a strangled yelp.

"Caravan attacked near thiss place, ssa?" Thlanexhuani recounts what he understood of the call for assistance. "People not warriors would hide, protect own. May still be danger h-" he stops short and turns towards the sounds of clattering and surprise. There is a furtive flicker of his tail as he starts towards that home. It could be nothing, or it could be villagers in danger.

Ulthan nods as ther makari recounts the request, and then at the sound of the noise, stops and pulls his sturdy flail out and ready before turning towards the house where the sounds appeared to come from. "That way, you think?"

"I don't know exactly what's going on here, but that's what we're here to find out, right?" The large egalrin hums for a few moments, before suddenly whipping their head to one side. "I don't know what that was, but we better go for it. Someone might need our help now!" She agrees with the others, bracing one hand on the sheath of their sword and following after the sith-makar.

GAME: Reithak rolls perception: (8)+13: 21

GAME: Tlanexhuani rolls perception: (2)+9: 11

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

The house is quiet again, as they all squeeze in. It's a warm, comfortable abode. No signs of obvious wealth but a place well-lived and well-loved but no one in sight. Near the kitchen, many of the cupboards have been shoved open. A well-seasoned pan slowly rocks on the ground where it fell, or... was dropped? The fireplace is long cold now, another sign of abandonment if one needed anymore.

There are two beds, cramped along the war opposing the fireplace. A small family. A mat might have once served as the hound's place at their feet, judging by the toys gathered into a neat pile beside it.

Tlanexhuani carefully peeks inside, then passes through so he doesn't block the others. No fire, no signs of hiding people, and just the wobbling pan. "Fall, make noise?" He looks around a bit more, saddened to see the home empty; a family in hiding could be reassured and protected, rather than their fate unknown. "Thiss one thought heard ... voice, before."

Another flick or three of tailtip as he thinks for some time. Then, he crouches down to make himself appear less threatening and calls out in a firm but not loud voice, "This one here give help, not harm. Can only help if know are others here need help..."

Ulthan shifts his weapon into less-threatening posture. It's not a good one to wield in cramped spaces, anyway.

"Nah, something is definitely in here." Reithak notes, peering at the pan and the door of one of the cabinets. "That door just closed, there's something, or someone, in there." The large egalrin takes a step back, and waits at one wall.

GAME: Tlanexhuani rolls diplomacy: (16)+3: 19

It's an awkward minute, but something about Tlan's gentle request demands a response. "Uhhhhh..." A squeaky, malformed whine of a response might at first be mistaken as a rusty hinge until is is followed. "I just want eat. Voice-From-Outside go away. Peace, no hurt." A bubbly plea dictated by someone whose grasp on common is beyond rusty. "I no hurt. Just eat."

Ulthan nods towards the eloquent makari to keep cajoling the voice, whiel standing very, very still himself to avoid crowding the cupboard and its occupant.

Tlanexhuani's tail now sway, energized by the response yet the movement is less tense. "Ssa, this one has food to share. Peace." He glances to the others with him and is further pleased that all seem content with conversation and seem to be trying to be nonthreatening. "Come out." Tradespeak is not his first language, either, and his grasp is certainly less than eloquence. "Know you why village empty? Where all go?"

"Easy, it's alright, we're not hear to hurt people." Reithak offers placatingly, deciding that a big lizard may be less immediately threatening than a big bird. "Is this not your home then, how did you get here? Were you looking for food?" The egalrin wonders. "I usually travel light, but I'm sure we have some food to spare."

The cupboard is slowly pushed open, and what steps out is a dirty half--

Hmmmm, no. What steps out is what at first glance in the dark looks like a dirty halfling dragging something behind them, similiar in stature and gait. A closer inspection while not cowering beside cuppery shows that the skin is mottled brown not from dirt but pigment, grand warts and pustules apparent where dirty rags do not cover. That is no imitation Ulthan-Rucksack dragging behind it, but a girty tendon that starts from the mouth and leaves a viscous drool behind it that bubbles on the wood of the carpentry.

It slurps back the abudance of drool, dark eyes shifty and wary. It would not take much to send this nervous creature into a state of fight or flight. It's already there. "Place of Song. It was. Place of Singing. Then Place of Screaming. I come in night. To Eat. Lick. Taste." Slurp. "Then one night came all in Place. Then all noise. All quiet."

GAME: Ulthan rolls knowledge/dungeoneering: (17)+3: 20

The one emerging is ... not what Tlanexhuani expected. Surprise does not mean he is immediately wary, though. Instead, he retrieves a piece of dried meat. It is set down before the cupboard-leaver before the Makari takes two steps back to give comfort of distance. Then his lizard brain attempts to process the words. "Place of song... Temple?" He looks to his compatriots. They did see markings for a place of worship of The Great Mother."

Ulthan headtilts as he looks over the creature, then smiles and speaks very gently. "I think I know of your kind.. You have been around here, helping clean the place, I believe." He nods to his company. "He's very shy, so let's keep this brief, okay?"

The creature's sweat stinks of booze and manure, dark eyes darting between everyone as they speak.

"It's okay, I imagine all of that would be distressing to anyone." The large egalrin sighs. "What's that about screaming though? Can you tell us where that happened? We'll let you get back to things after that, but we need to make sure people are okay, here."

"You think he means the temple? We should check in there if that's the case, and you're all ready."

The creature slowly edges along the room, keeping as much as possible between them. It's almost as if it's going to skip out and flee outright, but its long tongue collects the gift from Tlan, and it lifts one three-fingered hand and points at the church. Then skitters out into the evening, dragging tongue and meat behind it as it disappears.

Ulthan whews. "Wouldn't have liked to trigger that one' into fighting, it could have gotten seeriously messy, and they aren't predators." He then grips his flail again, and steps out, turning towards the church. "That place sounds like obvious next step..."

Tlanexhuani watches the creature dart out, making no move to interfere. He also notices the pointing; that resolved that uncertainty. "Ssa." He agrees with at least some of Ulthan's and/or Reithak's comments. "We go." He then moves to exit the house and move towards the church.

"No arguements from me, I don't want to hurt them if they don't want to fight." Reithak nods, heading for the door and keeping it open. "Hope whatever happened there people are still alright, let's get in there and figure out what's going on."

The egalrin exists with the others and turns her attention to the church. "We'll take care of this, and make sure the temple is safe after, but the people come first."

The church's doors are closed and locked. They do not open to a pull or a push, no matter how firm. Windows are ample but the inside is dark and cold, the fading evening light not shedding much onto the mystery within. Perhaps a bit of break and entering will be required. The tapestry of Althea's blue rose waves in the cold fall air.

Tlanexhuani's tail has begun to flick anew, and it isn't calmed by the closed and barred church. Maybe this is another cupboard situation? "We come to help!" the Makari calls at the doors, now loudly. Because the church and doors are much bigger this time.

There is no Dung Eater this time, with broken common and drooling to give answers. It's cold silence that greets Tlanexhuani.

Reithak takes a look at the door, and the egalrin's gaze darkens. "It's not often an althean temple is left locked up with no entry." The inquisitor notes. "I don't like this, think we can get through the lock? I'm sure Althea will forgive us if we need to break one of the windows, but I'd rather that's a last resort, you know?"

Ulthan hmms as he eyes the door himself. "Doors are meant toi open, while windows are a lot of expensive craftmanship to refit. We could try to force it, although isn't the door supposed to open outwards for safety?"

Tlanexhuani does not like the idea of breaking anything, though the safety of people takes precedence. He looks at the doors and hisses low. "This one not know how to remove lock..." he then looks to Ulthan, "but can help make open." He doesn't have much finesse, but he does have some bulk.

Ulthan shakes his head, not a lock-handling expert either. "Should we try to ram it running into it together, does anyone se anything we could use for battering?"

"Ah, gods damn it, we don't have time to be figuring out what's the best way to get in a door, you're right." Reithak grumbles, shaking her head. "Let's try the door, a bit less politely."

The large egalrin takes a step back, and nods to the others. "Tlan, is it? Give us a count of 5 and we'll throw our weight in with you, sound good?"

Ulthan nods and stoves his weapon on his ruck again, so he can use his arms to transfer as much as possible of his weight to the ramming.

GAME: Ulthan rolls athletics: (4)+6: 10

GAME: Reithak rolls strength: (14)+3: 17

Tlanexhuani looks between the two and then thumps tail. "Sssa!" He also steps back from the door, setting aside his spear/walking aid for the moment; it isn't he best for short sprints. Another set of looks between the others before he takes a breath. A small spark of electricity is then called from blood to clwtip, that is touched to his chest. This causes the metal splitnts of his armor to wiggle and move, tightening about thigh and bicept and bracing his body further. He then counts out and charges for the door.

GAME: Tlanexhuani rolls strength+1+2+2: (10)+3+1+2+2: 18

The church is still as the grave. Emblazoned against the far wall is a great yellow eye, burned in like soot against the stone. Seated facing toward this heretical image are several rows of pews, and perhaps many of the village across a breadth of ages; all twisted as if in pain and perfectly composed as if statues.

Their body twists to tendon stretching angles, all sharp angles, elbows bent and fingers scratching at the eyes. Signs of rot and decay have began to settle in, giving a time of death of these macabre marionnettes more than a few days. Light from the setting sun spills over this scene and then shimmers silver as four strange creatures turn and face the entranceway.

They are Myrish knights, or at least silhouettes of them, but as if their flesh and armaments have taken on a hue of mucus dipped in platinum. They give a ghastly salute with their 'swords' and then in synchronized steps, march forward. Though the pews and the terrible remains of the villagers should stop them, they seem to... shift or merge through them, leaving a glistening slime in their wake.

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

Carver has dropped a TIMESTOP!

Please +init, then cease all roleplay and actions immediately and wait for Carver to instruct you further. You may earn RPP by logging a scene for a GM.

For in-combat commands, type: +thelp.

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GAME: Carver advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 22.

It is now Reithak's turn! Ulthan is next!

GAME: Reithak rolls knowledge/religion+2: (7)+6+2: 15

GAME: Reithak casts Divine Favor. Caster Level: 4 DC: 13

GAME: Carver advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 22.

It is now Ulthan's turn! Myr Echo2 is next!

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

GAME: Ulthan rolls weapon2: (12)+9: 21

GAME: Ulthan rolls damage2: aliased to 1d10+6: (5)+6: 11

GAME: Carver advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 19.

It is now Myr Echo2's turn! Myr Echo1 is next!

Reithak shoulders one side of the door, and with Tlanexhuani taking the brunt of it, the egalrin is able to shove their way in as the wood gives way. There is little to any time to collect theirself however, as Reithak immediately stands at attention. "These things, I suspect are at fault for this." The egalrin hisses. "Take care, the fluid they are made of will mess with your mind if it gets on you, keep it at an arm's length as much as possible!"

GAME: Carver rolls 1d20+6: (19)+6: 25

GAME: Carver rolls 1d6+5: (3)+5: 8

GAME: Ulthan rolls will: (11)+4: 15

Ulthan growls as he watches the two weird creatures come towards him. As Reithak describes them, he shrugs and goes for his best help against someone messing with his mind, he enters his Rage with an annoyed grunt and takes few steps forward, swinging his heavy flail in a mighty overhead swing, smashing the closer one a solid whack right over what seems to be its head.

This strange, silvery plasma form of the fight shifts and simmers as it slips right through the solid wooden pew. Ulthan is quick to the attack, though, quicker than this ghastly 'knight'. The heavy flail connects to its 'face' and it shifts and slithers around the weapon before reforming when the big man withdraws. Its sword blow is quicksilver, bludgeoning into his opponent's side, and with it comes...

A disorienting shift in perspective, the church from a different view. Ulthan is now the Knight at the night of this event, gazing out in horror as singing villagers begin to scratch and claw at their eyes that burn between their fingertips. The vision ends as Ulthan forces it back and away and to the fight once more.

GAME: Carver advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 18.

It is now Myr Echo1's turn! Myr Echo3 is next!

GAME: Carver rolls 1d20+6: (6)+6: 12

GAME: Carver advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 18.

It is now Myr Echo3's turn! Tlanexhuani is next!

The other two knights shimmer forward, phasing through corpses and pews, leaving silver and platinum slime in their wake. One joins his brother in assaulting Ulthan, the other continues toward Reithak, sword raised but does not reach him.

GAME: Carver advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 2.

It is now Tlanexhuani's turn! Reithak is next!

GAME: Tlanexhuani activates his Titan Armor, gaining: +4 Str

GAME: Tlanexhuani rolls weapon3-1: (14)+9+-1: 22

GAME: Tlanexhuani rolls damage3+2+3: aliased to 1d8+6+2+3: (5)+6+2+3: 16

GAME: NEW ROUND!

Carver advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 22.

It is now Reithak's turn! Ulthan is next!

GAME: Reithak rolls 1d20+7+1: (11)+7+1: 19

GAME: Reithak rolls 1d6+3+1: (6)+3+1: 10

GAME: Carver advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 22.

It is now Ulthan's turn! Myr Echo2 is next!

They burst through the door to find... death. The air is thick with its scent and the sights that are revealed... Tlanexhuani stares for a long moment: not at the strange silvery ones, but at the villagers. The people. The corpses. Male, female, elderly... younglings. This makes him slow to react and turn his eyes towards the silvery ones.

Eyes ablaze with sparks. Maybe the ability has already affected him... or maybe he needs no aid to imagine a very similar scene of slauhgeted villagers that will not be forgotten.

"NO! The roar in his native tongue accompanies his barreling charge into the nearest with his hammer. It can create, but it can also destroy.

GAME: Ulthan rolls weapon2: (13)+9: 22

GAME: Ulthan rolls damage2: aliased to 1d10+6: (9)+6: 15

"Ceinara, give me strength!" The egalrin chants abruptly, one hand on the flame shaped talisman around their neck, filling the inquisitor with holy strength as they dash towards the nearest foe and slicing deep through it with one movement, causing it to crumple to the floor. "One down, keep it up! We need to get to the ones who might still be saved!"

Ulthan shudders as he glimpses... something... But it doesn't slow him, instead, the flail that had gone through the creature in front of him follows a classic windmilling pattern and smashes on same target again, accompanied by a bellow of "STAY OUT OF MY MIND!" The smash is a powerful one, the hit crumpling the shape of before the enraged Dranei.

GAME: Carver advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 18.

It is now Myr Echo1's turn! Tlanexhuani is next!

The creatures almost dissolve into silver puddles, form losing cohesion under the armed adventurer's attacks. The last of them raises his blade and continues his assault on Ulthan.

GAME: Carver rolls 1d20+6: (18)+6: 24

GAME: Carver rolls 1d6+5: (3)+5: 8

GAME: Ulthan rolls will: (18)+4: 22

Once more the silvery 'blade' smashes into Ulthan, and again, another disorienting shift in perspective. Another knight, this time a woman, with flowing golden hair. She/Ulthan yells out in horror, drawing their blade and turning not to the villagers but behind them where a young man with bright blue eyes and dark hair and a collection of shadowy figures are reaching out to a great burning eye. "Kallin, stop this madness!" She rushes the stage, steel gleaming and...

Ulthan is standing over the steaming puddle of ectoplasm, back in his own body again.

GAME: Carver advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 2.

It is now Tlanexhuani's turn! Reithak is next!

GAME: Tlanexhuani rolls weapon3-1: (11)+9+-1: 19

GAME: Tlanexhuani rolls damage3+2+3: aliased to 1d8+6+2+3: (7)+6+2+3: 18

Tlanexhuani may not truly harness anger as some do, but that does not make him less angry at this moment. One armored silger knight collapses and the Makari turns for another. Once more his hammer is lifted high overhead and brought down on the one remaining near Ulthan. "No hurt any more!"

GAME: NEW ROUND!

Carver advances the initiative order.

Round Three - Init 22.

It is now Reithak's turn! Ulthan is next!

GAME: Reithak rolls 1d20+7+1+1: (19)+7+1+1: 28

GAME: Reithak rolls 1d20+7+1+1: (14)+7+1+1: 23

GAME: Reithak rolls 2d6+6+2: (4)+6+2: 12

GAME: Ulthan ends his rage.

GAME: Tlanexhuani deactivates his Titan Armor.

GAME: Carver removes the timestop.

Timestop by Carver has left.

Just one more foe, and it was already weakened by their allies, So Reithak charges in, managing to land a solid thrust into the body of the beast, sending it to the ground as the blade was pulled out. "That was the last one I can see for now, let's see if anyone is still alive here, let me know if anyone needs healing!" The egalrin shouts to the others.

Ulthan slumps down as the rush of his Rage withdraws him, sitting down where he was battling these creatures.

All is quiet once more, with only the unsettling posed remains of the villagers to keep them company in the befouled remains of the church; all under the great burnt yellow eye.

Ulthan pants as he slowly recovers from the exhaustion that Rage leaves behind. "I think... I saw what the knights... saw before. They called for someone named 'Kallin'... to stop their madness... Wasn't that the... soin we were looking for?"

GAME: Reithak rolls perception: (6)+13: 19

Tlanexhuani has his hammer lifted as his eyes dart about for more dangers. When there are none, he finally deflates with a long exhalation, form hunching and lowering along with the weapon. Only then do his eyes clear and he looks to his companions. "Are hurt?" Then he moves to the villagers to check for any that might be alive. "This one does not remember name. Could be..." Though it is clear his focus is not yet on why or who may have happened and instead on what is.

GAME: Tlanexhuani rolls heal: (20)+7: 27

Reithak takes a moment to make sure that her sword is completely clean before putting it back in it's sheathe, in case any residue triggered any more reactions. "Those were the escorts for the young lord, in a armed guard sense. Something turned them into, these things." The egalrin states as she checks over the church, looking more tired with each person checked. "I don't see them here, but I really hope they weren't behind this. If they are, I don't care if they're a myrrish prince, they will face punishment for their actions. We should see if there's anything left from whatever they did this."

Ulthan climbs back on his feet soon, then looks around, trying to figure out how to help with taking stock of who might be still alive. He leaves his weapon resting against the closest pew until he has proper time to wipe the residue off, soon.

Tlanexhuani listens more than speaks as he steps amongst the dead. Whatever glimmer of hope he may have for survivors is methodically extinguished as he checks each in turn. After he completes, his posture remains slouched and hunched. "Wass not weapon did thiss... Magic? Curse? Ssicknesss?" He's not sure on what the alternative may be. "Some bite own tonguess. Others blood from earss..."

He finally straighten up some and looks to the others. "Must find prince. Find answers."

Ulthan nods as he looks around, becoming distressed at the sight of so much carnage. "Something in this smells, and not just because of the time since this happened."

Schloop. A long, gruel-covered piece of tendon slurps through the puddle of ectoplasm. A squat, gecko-toed creature with beady eyes stares at them for the second time today and in its croaking broken common, announces. "I know place where went." Sluuuuuurp. Drool. "Dung Eater shows you."

[[Category:PrP]]

Village in Yellow

2023-11-26T17:48:53Z

Ulthan: /* Log Info */

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==Log Info==

*Title: Village in Yellow

*GM: Carver

*Characters: [[Reithak]], [[Tlanexhuani ]], [[Ulthan]]

*Place: Border of Myr

*Summary: Missing Myrrish prince, his escort and a too-quiet village...

-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Dramatis Personae =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

Reithak A light brown egalrin with red and blue accents.

Tlanexhuani Azure sith-makar with bronze armor and hammer.

Ulthan Dusky, auburn-haired barn door masquerading as Dranei

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Fall has graced this land with beautiful colors, and it's clear why the village has taken its name. The leaves of the great trees that surrond on all sides is the color of many states of the sun; of fading noon, of dawn's kiss, of latest dusks. The village itself is a humble affair, but morbidly quiet. Even the most unassuming of locales one would assume the sound of life might flourish. The bleating of sheep, bark of a hound dog, the chattering of neighbors or the crack of a hammer. This is the first of the warning signs as they approach but there are others, such as the intense stare of carrion birds that scatter before their boots.

The village square has a church dedicated to Althea, the iconic blue rose on a field of gold, and sits at the "head of the table" with the air that much of the community attends, takes care of, and interacts with its services. Houses, with ample wood nearby, favor stout cabins sealed up with old tar and straw. Some doors creak open, others remain shut, but no one passes through these portals. An old wagon, and an older pair of ponies, graze near the muddy road just outside the village. It's in good repair, a bright colorful canvas patched with love, and still laden with goods for trade or transport. The twinned steeds chew, good-natured, and seem utterly unconcerned with the state of the village.

Ulthan walks in with the ground-loping tread of seasoned traveler, his rucksack with his essentials on his back, and his weapon secured with leather straps to the rucksack.

Changing of the seasons, at least in the context of the softskin lands, is a thing not known to Tlanexhuani. The seasons in the jungle are limited to 'wet' and ... 'not as wet.' The hunched Makari travels with the aid of his spear, the butt tapping on the firm ground as they enter the village. He is quick to notice the general lack of sounds and activity: younglings at play, meals prepared, fires enjoyed, words shared... though maybe it is due to the chill and the problems? Still, he asks in general, "Iss alwayss quiet?"

GAME: Ulthan rolls knowledge/geography: (3)+4: 7

Another day, another job, and another trip out of Alexandria in to farther off locales. Reithak took a look around, one hand on their hip, and there's a long exhale. "I know small towns are usually poretty trusting, but it seems weird to just leave ponies and goods out with no one around." Reithak notes. "Seems a bit odd to me, to be honest, just what's got this place feeling so empty? Could be bandits holed up somewhere, maybe? We should look for some signs of struggle and the like."

No, a community should not be this quiet. Even without a grand knowledge of Myr culture, the idea that the village would be in this state normally is a safe assumption. There are no ample signs of carnage but plenty of places to investigate, leaving the question to be answered where to start?

A sound of something metal clattering comes from a nearby home, and a strangled yelp.

"Caravan attacked near thiss place, ssa?" Thlanexhuani recounts what he understood of the call for assistance. "People not warriors would hide, protect own. May still be danger h-" he stops short and turns towards the sounds of clattering and surprise. There is a furtive flicker of his tail as he starts towards that home. It could be nothing, or it could be villagers in danger.

Ulthan nods as ther makari recounts the request, and then at the sound of the noise, stops and pulls his sturdy flail out and ready before turning towards the house where the sounds appeared to come from. "That way, you think?"

"I don't know exactly what's going on here, but that's what we're here to find out, right?" The large egalrin hums for a few moments, before suddenly whipping their head to one side. "I don't know what that was, but we better go for it. Someone might need our help now!" She agrees with the others, bracing one hand on the sheath of their sword and following after the sith-makar.

GAME: Reithak rolls perception: (8)+13: 21

GAME: Tlanexhuani rolls perception: (2)+9: 11

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

The house is quiet again, as they all squeeze in. It's a warm, comfortable abode. No signs of obvious wealth but a place well-lived and well-loved but no one in sight. Near the kitchen, many of the cupboards have been shoved open. A well-seasoned pan slowly rocks on the ground where it fell, or... was dropped? The fireplace is long cold now, another sign of abandonment if one needed anymore.

There are two beds, cramped along the war opposing the fireplace. A small family. A mat might have once served as the hound's place at their feet, judging by the toys gathered into a neat pile beside it.

Tlanexhuani carefully peeks inside, then passes through so he doesn't block the others. No fire, no signs of hiding people, and just the wobbling pan. "Fall, make noise?" He looks around a bit more, saddened to see the home empty; a family in hiding could be reassured and protected, rather than their fate unknown. "Thiss one thought heard ... voice, before."

Another flick or three of tailtip as he thinks for some time. Then, he crouches down to make himself appear less threatening and calls out in a firm but not loud voice, "This one here give help, not harm. Can only help if know are others here need help..."

Ulthan shifts his weapon into less-threatening posture. It's not a good one to wield in cramped spaces, anyway.

"Nah, something is definitely in here." Reithak notes, peering at the pan and the door of one of the cabinets. "That door just closed, there's something, or someone, in there." The large egalrin takes a step back, and waits at one wall.

GAME: Tlanexhuani rolls diplomacy: (16)+3: 19

It's an awkward minute, but something about Tlan's gentle request demands a response. "Uhhhhh..." A squeaky, malformed whine of a response might at first be mistaken as a rusty hinge until is is followed. "I just want eat. Voice-From-Outside go away. Peace, no hurt." A bubbly plea dictated by someone whose grasp on common is beyond rusty. "I no hurt. Just eat."

Ulthan nods towards the eloquent makari to keep cajoling the voice, whiel standing very, very still himself to avoid crowding the cupboard and its occupant.

Tlanexhuani's tail now sway, energized by the response yet the movement is less tense. "Ssa, this one has food to share. Peace." He glances to the others with him and is further pleased that all seem content with conversation and seem to be trying to be nonthreatening. "Come out." Tradespeak is not his first language, either, and his grasp is certainly less than eloquence. "Know you why village empty? Where all go?"

"Easy, it's alright, we're not hear to hurt people." Reithak offers placatingly, deciding that a big lizard may be less immediately threatening than a big bird. "Is this not your home then, how did you get here? Were you looking for food?" The egalrin wonders. "I usually travel light, but I'm sure we have some food to spare."

The cupboard is slowly pushed open, and what steps out is a dirty half--

Hmmmm, no. What steps out is what at first glance in the dark looks like a dirty halfling dragging something behind them, similiar in stature and gait. A closer inspection while not cowering beside cuppery shows that the skin is mottled brown not from dirt but pigment, grand warts and pustules apparent where dirty rags do not cover. That is no imitation Ulthan-Rucksack dragging behind it, but a girty tendon that starts from the mouth and leaves a viscous drool behind it that bubbles on the wood of the carpentry.

It slurps back the abudance of drool, dark eyes shifty and wary. It would not take much to send this nervous creature into a state of fight or flight. It's already there. "Place of Song. It was. Place of Singing. Then Place of Screaming. I come in night. To Eat. Lick. Taste." Slurp. "Then one night came all in Place. Then all noise. All quiet."

GAME: Ulthan rolls knowledge/dungeoneering: (17)+3: 20

The one emerging is ... not what Tlanexhuani expected. Surprise does not mean he is immediately wary, though. Instead, he retrieves a piece of dried meat. It is set down before the cupboard-leaver before the Makari takes two steps back to give comfort of distance. Then his lizard brain attempts to process the words. "Place of song... Temple?" He looks to his compatriots. They did see markings for a place of worship of The Great Mother."

Ulthan headtilts as he looks over the creature, then smiles and speaks very gently. "I think I know of your kind.. You have been around here, helping clean the place, I believe." He nods to his company. "He's very shy, so let's keep this brief, okay?"

The creature's sweat stinks of booze and manure, dark eyes darting between everyone as they speak.

"It's okay, I imagine all of that would be distressing to anyone." The large egalrin sighs. "What's that about screaming though? Can you tell us where that happened? We'll let you get back to things after that, but we need to make sure people are okay, here."

"You think he means the temple? We should check in there if that's the case, and you're all ready."

The creature slowly edges along the room, keeping as much as possible between them. It's almost as if it's going to skip out and flee outright, but its long tongue collects the gift from Tlan, and it lifts one three-fingered hand and points at the church. Then skitters out into the evening, dragging tongue and meat behind it as it disappears.

Ulthan whews. "Wouldn't have liked to trigger that one' into fighting, it could have gotten seeriously messy, and they aren't predators." He then grips his flail again, and steps out, turning towards the church. "That place sounds like obvious next step..."

Tlanexhuani watches the creature dart out, making no move to interfere. He also notices the pointing; that resolved that uncertainty. "Ssa." He agrees with at least some of Ulthan's and/or Reithak's comments. "We go." He then moves to exit the house and move towards the church.

"No arguements from me, I don't want to hurt them if they don't want to fight." Reithak nods, heading for the door and keeping it open. "Hope whatever happened there people are still alright, let's get in there and figure out what's going on."

The egalrin exists with the others and turns her attention to the church. "We'll take care of this, and make sure the temple is safe after, but the people come first."

The church's doors are closed and locked. They do not open to a pull or a push, no matter how firm. Windows are ample but the inside is dark and cold, the fading evening light not shedding much onto the mystery within. Perhaps a bit of break and entering will be required. The tapestry of Althea's blue rose waves in the cold fall air.

Tlanexhuani's tail has begun to flick anew, and it isn't calmed by the closed and barred church. Maybe this is another cupboard situation? "We come to help!" the Makari calls at the doors, now loudly. Because the church and doors are much bigger this time.

There is no Dung Eater this time, with broken common and drooling to give answers. It's cold silence that greets Tlanexhuani.

Reithak takes a look at the door, and the egalrin's gaze darkens. "It's not often an althean temple is left locked up with no entry." The inquisitor notes. "I don't like this, think we can get through the lock? I'm sure Althea will forgive us if we need to break one of the windows, but I'd rather that's a last resort, you know?"

Ulthan hmms as he eyes the door himself. "Doors are meant toi open, while windows are a lot of expensive craftmanship to refit. We could try to force it, although isn't the door supposed to open outwards for safety?"

Tlanexhuani does not like the idea of breaking anything, though the safety of people takes precedence. He looks at the doors and hisses low. "This one not know how to remove lock..." he then looks to Ulthan, "but can help make open." He doesn't have much finesse, but he does have some bulk.

Ulthan shakes his head, not a lock-handling expert either. "Should we try to ram it running into it together, does anyone se anything we could use for battering?"

"Ah, gods damn it, we don't have time to be figuring out what's the best way to get in a door, you're right." Reithak grumbles, shaking her head. "Let's try the door, a bit less politely."

The large egalrin takes a step back, and nods to the others. "Tlan, is it? Give us a count of 5 and we'll throw our weight in with you, sound good?"

Ulthan nods and stoves his weapon on his ruck again, so he can use his arms to transfer as much as possible of his weight to the ramming.

GAME: Ulthan rolls athletics: (4)+6: 10

GAME: Reithak rolls strength: (14)+3: 17

Tlanexhuani looks between the two and then thumps tail. "Sssa!" He also steps back from the door, setting aside his spear/walking aid for the moment; it isn't he best for short sprints. Another set of looks between the others before he takes a breath. A small spark of electricity is then called from blood to clwtip, that is touched to his chest. This causes the metal splitnts of his armor to wiggle and move, tightening about thigh and bicept and bracing his body further. He then counts out and charges for the door.

GAME: Tlanexhuani rolls strength+1+2+2: (10)+3+1+2+2: 18

The church is still as the grave. Emblazoned against the far wall is a great yellow eye, burned in like soot against the stone. Seated facing toward this heretical image are several rows of pews, and perhaps many of the village across a breadth of ages; all twisted as if in pain and perfectly composed as if statues.

Their body twists to tendon stretching angles, all sharp angles, elbows bent and fingers scratching at the eyes. Signs of rot and decay have began to settle in, giving a time of death of these macabre marionnettes more than a few days. Light from the setting sun spills over this scene and then shimmers silver as four strange creatures turn and face the entranceway.

They are Myrish knights, or at least silhouettes of them, but as if their flesh and armaments have taken on a hue of mucus dipped in platinum. They give a ghastly salute with their 'swords' and then in synchronized steps, march forward. Though the pews and the terrible remains of the villagers should stop them, they seem to... shift or merge through them, leaving a glistening slime in their wake.

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

Carver has dropped a TIMESTOP!

Please +init, then cease all roleplay and actions immediately and wait for Carver to instruct you further. You may earn RPP by logging a scene for a GM.

For in-combat commands, type: +thelp.

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GAME: Carver advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 22.

It is now Reithak's turn! Ulthan is next!

GAME: Reithak rolls knowledge/religion+2: (7)+6+2: 15

GAME: Reithak casts Divine Favor. Caster Level: 4 DC: 13

GAME: Carver advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 22.

It is now Ulthan's turn! Myr Echo2 is next!

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

GAME: Ulthan rolls weapon2: (12)+9: 21

GAME: Ulthan rolls damage2: aliased to 1d10+6: (5)+6: 11

GAME: Carver advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 19.

It is now Myr Echo2's turn! Myr Echo1 is next!

Reithak shoulders one side of the door, and with Tlanexhuani taking the brunt of it, the egalrin is able to shove their way in as the wood gives way. There is little to any time to collect theirself however, as Reithak immediately stands at attention. "These things, I suspect are at fault for this." The egalrin hisses. "Take care, the fluid they are made of will mess with your mind if it gets on you, keep it at an arm's length as much as possible!"

GAME: Carver rolls 1d20+6: (19)+6: 25

GAME: Carver rolls 1d6+5: (3)+5: 8

GAME: Ulthan rolls will: (11)+4: 15

Ulthan growls as he watches the two weird creatures come towards him. As Reithak describes them, he shrugs and goes for his best help against someone messing with his mind, he enters his Rage with an annoyed grunt and takes few steps forward, swinging his heavy flail in a mighty overhead swing, smashing the closer one a solid whack right over what seems to be its head.

This strange, silvery plasma form of the fight shifts and simmers as it slips right through the solid wooden pew. Ulthan is quick to the attack, though, quicker than this ghastly 'knight'. The heavy flail connects to its 'face' and it shifts and slithers around the weapon before reforming when the big man withdraws. Its sword blow is quicksilver, bludgeoning into his opponent's side, and with it comes...

A disorienting shift in perspective, the church from a different view. Ulthan is now the Knight at the night of this event, gazing out in horror as singing villagers begin to scratch and claw at their eyes that burn between their fingertips. The vision ends as Ulthan forces it back and away and to the fight once more.

GAME: Carver advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 18.

It is now Myr Echo1's turn! Myr Echo3 is next!

GAME: Carver rolls 1d20+6: (6)+6: 12

GAME: Carver advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 18.

It is now Myr Echo3's turn! Tlanexhuani is next!

The other two knights shimmer forward, phasing through corpses and pews, leaving silver and platinum slime in their wake. One joins his brother in assaulting Ulthan, the other continues toward Reithak, sword raised but does not reach him.

GAME: Carver advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 2.

It is now Tlanexhuani's turn! Reithak is next!

GAME: Tlanexhuani activates his Titan Armor, gaining: +4 Str

GAME: Tlanexhuani rolls weapon3-1: (14)+9+-1: 22

GAME: Tlanexhuani rolls damage3+2+3: aliased to 1d8+6+2+3: (5)+6+2+3: 16

GAME: NEW ROUND!

Carver advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 22.

It is now Reithak's turn! Ulthan is next!

GAME: Reithak rolls 1d20+7+1: (11)+7+1: 19

GAME: Reithak rolls 1d6+3+1: (6)+3+1: 10

GAME: Carver advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 22.

It is now Ulthan's turn! Myr Echo2 is next!

They burst through the door to find... death. The air is thick with its scent and the sights that are revealed... Tlanexhuani stares for a long moment: not at the strange silvery ones, but at the villagers. The people. The corpses. Male, female, elderly... younglings. This makes him slow to react and turn his eyes towards the silvery ones.

Eyes ablaze with sparks. Maybe the ability has already affected him... or maybe he needs no aid to imagine a very similar scene of slauhgeted villagers that will not be forgotten.

"NO! The roar in his native tongue accompanies his barreling charge into the nearest with his hammer. It can create, but it can also destroy.

GAME: Ulthan rolls weapon2: (13)+9: 22

GAME: Ulthan rolls damage2: aliased to 1d10+6: (9)+6: 15

"Ceinara, give me strength!" The egalrin chants abruptly, one hand on the flame shaped talisman around their neck, filling the inquisitor with holy strength as they dash towards the nearest foe and slicing deep through it with one movement, causing it to crumple to the floor. "One down, keep it up! We need to get to the ones who might still be saved!"

Ulthan shudders as he glimpses... something... But it doesn't slow him, instead, the flail that had gone through the creature in front of him follows a classic windmilling pattern and smashes on same target again, accompanied by a bellow of "STAY OUT OF MY MIND!" The smash is a powerful one, the hit crumpling the shape of before the enraged Dranei.

GAME: Carver advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 18.

It is now Myr Echo1's turn! Tlanexhuani is next!

The creatures almost dissolve into silver puddles, form losing cohesion under the armed adventurer's attacks. The last of them raises his blade and continues his assault on Ulthan.

GAME: Carver rolls 1d20+6: (18)+6: 24

GAME: Carver rolls 1d6+5: (3)+5: 8

GAME: Ulthan rolls will: (18)+4: 22

Once more the silvery 'blade' smashes into Ulthan, and again, another disorienting shift in perspective. Another knight, this time a woman, with flowing golden hair. She/Ulthan yells out in horror, drawing their blade and turning not to the villagers but behind them where a young man with bright blue eyes and dark hair and a collection of shadowy figures are reaching out to a great burning eye. "Kallin, stop this madness!" She rushes the stage, steel gleaming and...

Ulthan is standing over the steaming puddle of ectoplasm, back in his own body again.

GAME: Carver advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 2.

It is now Tlanexhuani's turn! Reithak is next!

GAME: Tlanexhuani rolls weapon3-1: (11)+9+-1: 19

GAME: Tlanexhuani rolls damage3+2+3: aliased to 1d8+6+2+3: (7)+6+2+3: 18

Tlanexhuani may not truly harness anger as some do, but that does not make him less angry at this moment. One armored silger knight collapses and the Makari turns for another. Once more his hammer is lifted high overhead and brought down on the one remaining near Ulthan. "No hurt any more!"

GAME: NEW ROUND!

Carver advances the initiative order.

Round Three - Init 22.

It is now Reithak's turn! Ulthan is next!

GAME: Reithak rolls 1d20+7+1+1: (19)+7+1+1: 28

GAME: Reithak rolls 1d20+7+1+1: (14)+7+1+1: 23

GAME: Reithak rolls 2d6+6+2: (4)+6+2: 12

GAME: Ulthan ends his rage.

GAME: Tlanexhuani deactivates his Titan Armor.

GAME: Carver removes the timestop.

Timestop by Carver has left.

Just one more foe, and it was already weakened by their allies, So Reithak charges in, managing to land a solid thrust into the body of the beast, sending it to the ground as the blade was pulled out. "That was the last one I can see for now, let's see if anyone is still alive here, let me know if anyone needs healing!" The egalrin shouts to the others.

Ulthan slumps down as the rush of his Rage withdraws him, sitting down where he was battling these creatures.

All is quiet once more, with only the unsettling posed remains of the villagers to keep them company in the befouled remains of the church; all under the great burnt yellow eye.

Ulthan pants as he slowly recovers from the exhaustion that Rage leaves behind. "I think... I saw what the knights... saw before. They called for someone named 'Kallin'... to stop their madness... Wasn't that the... soin we were looking for?"

GAME: Reithak rolls perception: (6)+13: 19

Tlanexhuani has his hammer lifted as his eyes dart about for more dangers. When there are none, he finally deflates with a long exhalation, form hunching and lowering along with the weapon. Only then do his eyes clear and he looks to his companions. "Are hurt?" Then he moves to the villagers to check for any that might be alive. "This one does not remember name. Could be..." Though it is clear his focus is not yet on why or who may have happened and instead on what is.

GAME: Tlanexhuani rolls heal: (20)+7: 27

Reithak takes a moment to make sure that her sword is completely clean before putting it back in it's sheathe, in case any residue triggered any more reactions. "Those were the escorts for the young lord, in a armed guard sense. Something turned them into, these things." The egalrin states as she checks over the church, looking more tired with each person checked. "I don't see them here, but I really hope they weren't behind this. If they are, I don't care if they're a myrrish prince, they will face punishment for their actions. We should see if there's anything left from whatever they did this."

Ulthan climbs back on his feet soon, then looks around, trying to figure out how to help with taking stock of who might be still alive. He leaves his weapon resting against the closest pew until he has proper time to wipe the residue off, soon.

Tlanexhuani listens more than speaks as he steps amongst the dead. Whatever glimmer of hope he may have for survivors is methodically extinguished as he checks each in turn. After he completes, his posture remains slouched and hunched. "Wass not weapon did thiss... Magic? Curse? Ssicknesss?" He's not sure on what the alternative may be. "Some bite own tonguess. Others blood from earss..."

He finally straighten up some and looks to the others. "Must find prince. Find answers."

Ulthan nods as he looks around, becoming distressed at the sight of so much carnage. "Something in this smells, and not just because of the time since this happened."

Schloop. A long, gruel-covered piece of tendon slurps through the puddle of ectoplasm. A squat, gecko-toed creature with beady eyes stares at them for the second time today and in its croaking broken common, announces. "I know place where went." Sluuuuuurp. Drool. "Dung Eater shows you."

[[Category:PrP]]

Village in Yellow

2023-11-26T17:47:42Z

Ulthan: Created page with "<div style="padding:5px; background-color:#e7eaea;"> ==Log Info== *Title: Village in Yellow *GM: Carver *Characters: Reithak, Tlanexhuani , Ulthan *Place: Border of Myr *Summary: Missing Myrrish prince, his escort and a too-quiet village... -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Dramatis Personae =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Reithak 32s 7'2" 132 Lb Eaglefolk Female A light brown egalrin with red and blue accents. Tlane..."

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==Log Info==

*Title: Village in Yellow

*GM: Carver

*Characters: [[Reithak]], [[Tlanexhuani ]], [[Ulthan]]

*Place: Border of Myr

*Summary: Missing Myrrish prince, his escort and a too-quiet village...

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Reithak 32s 7'2" 132 Lb Eaglefolk Female
A light brown egalrin with red and blue accents.

Tlanexhuani 1s 7'3" 316 Lb Sith-Makar Male
Azure sith-makar with bronze armor and hammer.

Ulthan 0s 7'0" 250 Lb Human Male
Dusky, auburn-haired barn door masquerading as Dranei

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Fall has graced this land with beautiful colors, and it's clear why the village has taken its name. The leaves of the great trees that surrond on all sides is the color of many states of the sun; of fading noon, of dawn's kiss, of latest dusks. The village itself is a humble affair, but morbidly quiet. Even the most unassuming of locales one would assume the sound of life might flourish. The bleating of sheep, bark of a hound dog, the chattering of neighbors or the crack of a hammer. This is the first of the warning signs as they approach but there are others, such as the intense stare of carrion birds that scatter before their boots.

The village square has a church dedicated to Althea, the iconic blue rose on a field of gold, and sits at the "head of the table" with the air that much of the community attends, takes care of, and interacts with its services. Houses, with ample wood nearby, favor stout cabins sealed up with old tar and straw. Some doors creak open, others remain shut, but no one passes through these portals. An old wagon, and an older pair of ponies, graze near the muddy road just outside the village. It's in good repair, a bright colorful canvas patched with love, and still laden with goods for trade or transport. The twinned steeds chew, good-natured, and seem utterly unconcerned with the state of the village.

Ulthan walks in with the ground-loping tread of seasoned traveler, his rucksack with his essentials on his back, and his weapon secured with leather straps to the rucksack.

Changing of the seasons, at least in the context of the softskin lands, is a thing not known to Tlanexhuani. The seasons in the jungle are limited to 'wet' and ... 'not as wet.' The hunched Makari travels with the aid of his spear, the butt tapping on the firm ground as they enter the village. He is quick to notice the general lack of sounds and activity: younglings at play, meals prepared, fires enjoyed, words shared... though maybe it is due to the chill and the problems? Still, he asks in general, "Iss alwayss quiet?"

GAME: Ulthan rolls knowledge/geography: (3)+4: 7

Another day, another job, and another trip out of Alexandria in to farther off locales. Reithak took a look around, one hand on their hip, and there's a long exhale. "I know small towns are usually poretty trusting, but it seems weird to just leave ponies and goods out with no one around." Reithak notes. "Seems a bit odd to me, to be honest, just what's got this place feeling so empty? Could be bandits holed up somewhere, maybe? We should look for some signs of struggle and the like."

No, a community should not be this quiet. Even without a grand knowledge of Myr culture, the idea that the village would be in this state normally is a safe assumption. There are no ample signs of carnage but plenty of places to investigate, leaving the question to be answered where to start?

A sound of something metal clattering comes from a nearby home, and a strangled yelp.

"Caravan attacked near thiss place, ssa?" Thlanexhuani recounts what he understood of the call for assistance. "People not warriors would hide, protect own. May still be danger h-" he stops short and turns towards the sounds of clattering and surprise. There is a furtive flicker of his tail as he starts towards that home. It could be nothing, or it could be villagers in danger.

Ulthan nods as ther makari recounts the request, and then at the sound of the noise, stops and pulls his sturdy flail out and ready before turning towards the house where the sounds appeared to come from. "That way, you think?"

"I don't know exactly what's going on here, but that's what we're here to find out, right?" The large egalrin hums for a few moments, before suddenly whipping their head to one side. "I don't know what that was, but we better go for it. Someone might need our help now!" She agrees with the others, bracing one hand on the sheath of their sword and following after the sith-makar.

GAME: Reithak rolls perception: (8)+13: 21

GAME: Tlanexhuani rolls perception: (2)+9: 11

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

The house is quiet again, as they all squeeze in. It's a warm, comfortable abode. No signs of obvious wealth but a place well-lived and well-loved but no one in sight. Near the kitchen, many of the cupboards have been shoved open. A well-seasoned pan slowly rocks on the ground where it fell, or... was dropped? The fireplace is long cold now, another sign of abandonment if one needed anymore.

There are two beds, cramped along the war opposing the fireplace. A small family. A mat might have once served as the hound's place at their feet, judging by the toys gathered into a neat pile beside it.

Tlanexhuani carefully peeks inside, then passes through so he doesn't block the others. No fire, no signs of hiding people, and just the wobbling pan. "Fall, make noise?" He looks around a bit more, saddened to see the home empty; a family in hiding could be reassured and protected, rather than their fate unknown. "Thiss one thought heard ... voice, before."

Another flick or three of tailtip as he thinks for some time. Then, he crouches down to make himself appear less threatening and calls out in a firm but not loud voice, "This one here give help, not harm. Can only help if know are others here need help..."

Ulthan shifts his weapon into less-threatening posture. It's not a good one to wield in cramped spaces, anyway.

"Nah, something is definitely in here." Reithak notes, peering at the pan and the door of one of the cabinets. "That door just closed, there's something, or someone, in there." The large egalrin takes a step back, and waits at one wall.

GAME: Tlanexhuani rolls diplomacy: (16)+3: 19

It's an awkward minute, but something about Tlan's gentle request demands a response. "Uhhhhh..." A squeaky, malformed whine of a response might at first be mistaken as a rusty hinge until is is followed. "I just want eat. Voice-From-Outside go away. Peace, no hurt." A bubbly plea dictated by someone whose grasp on common is beyond rusty. "I no hurt. Just eat."

Ulthan nods towards the eloquent makari to keep cajoling the voice, whiel standing very, very still himself to avoid crowding the cupboard and its occupant.

Tlanexhuani's tail now sway, energized by the response yet the movement is less tense. "Ssa, this one has food to share. Peace." He glances to the others with him and is further pleased that all seem content with conversation and seem to be trying to be nonthreatening. "Come out." Tradespeak is not his first language, either, and his grasp is certainly less than eloquence. "Know you why village empty? Where all go?"

"Easy, it's alright, we're not hear to hurt people." Reithak offers placatingly, deciding that a big lizard may be less immediately threatening than a big bird. "Is this not your home then, how did you get here? Were you looking for food?" The egalrin wonders. "I usually travel light, but I'm sure we have some food to spare."

The cupboard is slowly pushed open, and what steps out is a dirty half--

Hmmmm, no. What steps out is what at first glance in the dark looks like a dirty halfling dragging something behind them, similiar in stature and gait. A closer inspection while not cowering beside cuppery shows that the skin is mottled brown not from dirt but pigment, grand warts and pustules apparent where dirty rags do not cover. That is no imitation Ulthan-Rucksack dragging behind it, but a girty tendon that starts from the mouth and leaves a viscous drool behind it that bubbles on the wood of the carpentry.

It slurps back the abudance of drool, dark eyes shifty and wary. It would not take much to send this nervous creature into a state of fight or flight. It's already there. "Place of Song. It was. Place of Singing. Then Place of Screaming. I come in night. To Eat. Lick. Taste." Slurp. "Then one night came all in Place. Then all noise. All quiet."

GAME: Ulthan rolls knowledge/dungeoneering: (17)+3: 20

The one emerging is ... not what Tlanexhuani expected. Surprise does not mean he is immediately wary, though. Instead, he retrieves a piece of dried meat. It is set down before the cupboard-leaver before the Makari takes two steps back to give comfort of distance. Then his lizard brain attempts to process the words. "Place of song... Temple?" He looks to his compatriots. They did see markings for a place of worship of The Great Mother."

Ulthan headtilts as he looks over the creature, then smiles and speaks very gently. "I think I know of your kind.. You have been around here, helping clean the place, I believe." He nods to his company. "He's very shy, so let's keep this brief, okay?"

The creature's sweat stinks of booze and manure, dark eyes darting between everyone as they speak.

"It's okay, I imagine all of that would be distressing to anyone." The large egalrin sighs. "What's that about screaming though? Can you tell us where that happened? We'll let you get back to things after that, but we need to make sure people are okay, here."

"You think he means the temple? We should check in there if that's the case, and you're all ready."

The creature slowly edges along the room, keeping as much as possible between them. It's almost as if it's going to skip out and flee outright, but its long tongue collects the gift from Tlan, and it lifts one three-fingered hand and points at the church. Then skitters out into the evening, dragging tongue and meat behind it as it disappears.

Ulthan whews. "Wouldn't have liked to trigger that one' into fighting, it could have gotten seeriously messy, and they aren't predators." He then grips his flail again, and steps out, turning towards the church. "That place sounds like obvious next step..."

Tlanexhuani watches the creature dart out, making no move to interfere. He also notices the pointing; that resolved that uncertainty. "Ssa." He agrees with at least some of Ulthan's and/or Reithak's comments. "We go." He then moves to exit the house and move towards the church.

"No arguements from me, I don't want to hurt them if they don't want to fight." Reithak nods, heading for the door and keeping it open. "Hope whatever happened there people are still alright, let's get in there and figure out what's going on."

The egalrin exists with the others and turns her attention to the church. "We'll take care of this, and make sure the temple is safe after, but the people come first."

The church's doors are closed and locked. They do not open to a pull or a push, no matter how firm. Windows are ample but the inside is dark and cold, the fading evening light not shedding much onto the mystery within. Perhaps a bit of break and entering will be required. The tapestry of Althea's blue rose waves in the cold fall air.

Tlanexhuani's tail has begun to flick anew, and it isn't calmed by the closed and barred church. Maybe this is another cupboard situation? "We come to help!" the Makari calls at the doors, now loudly. Because the church and doors are much bigger this time.

There is no Dung Eater this time, with broken common and drooling to give answers. It's cold silence that greets Tlanexhuani.

Reithak takes a look at the door, and the egalrin's gaze darkens. "It's not often an althean temple is left locked up with no entry." The inquisitor notes. "I don't like this, think we can get through the lock? I'm sure Althea will forgive us if we need to break one of the windows, but I'd rather that's a last resort, you know?"

Ulthan hmms as he eyes the door himself. "Doors are meant toi open, while windows are a lot of expensive craftmanship to refit. We could try to force it, although isn't the door supposed to open outwards for safety?"

Tlanexhuani does not like the idea of breaking anything, though the safety of people takes precedence. He looks at the doors and hisses low. "This one not know how to remove lock..." he then looks to Ulthan, "but can help make open." He doesn't have much finesse, but he does have some bulk.

Ulthan shakes his head, not a lock-handling expert either. "Should we try to ram it running into it together, does anyone se anything we could use for battering?"

"Ah, gods damn it, we don't have time to be figuring out what's the best way to get in a door, you're right." Reithak grumbles, shaking her head. "Let's try the door, a bit less politely."

The large egalrin takes a step back, and nods to the others. "Tlan, is it? Give us a count of 5 and we'll throw our weight in with you, sound good?"

Ulthan nods and stoves his weapon on his ruck again, so he can use his arms to transfer as much as possible of his weight to the ramming.

GAME: Ulthan rolls athletics: (4)+6: 10

GAME: Reithak rolls strength: (14)+3: 17

Tlanexhuani looks between the two and then thumps tail. "Sssa!" He also steps back from the door, setting aside his spear/walking aid for the moment; it isn't he best for short sprints. Another set of looks between the others before he takes a breath. A small spark of electricity is then called from blood to clwtip, that is touched to his chest. This causes the metal splitnts of his armor to wiggle and move, tightening about thigh and bicept and bracing his body further. He then counts out and charges for the door.

GAME: Tlanexhuani rolls strength+1+2+2: (10)+3+1+2+2: 18

The church is still as the grave. Emblazoned against the far wall is a great yellow eye, burned in like soot against the stone. Seated facing toward this heretical image are several rows of pews, and perhaps many of the village across a breadth of ages; all twisted as if in pain and perfectly composed as if statues.

Their body twists to tendon stretching angles, all sharp angles, elbows bent and fingers scratching at the eyes. Signs of rot and decay have began to settle in, giving a time of death of these macabre marionnettes more than a few days. Light from the setting sun spills over this scene and then shimmers silver as four strange creatures turn and face the entranceway.

They are Myrish knights, or at least silhouettes of them, but as if their flesh and armaments have taken on a hue of mucus dipped in platinum. They give a ghastly salute with their 'swords' and then in synchronized steps, march forward. Though the pews and the terrible remains of the villagers should stop them, they seem to... shift or merge through them, leaving a glistening slime in their wake.

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

Carver has dropped a TIMESTOP!

Please +init, then cease all roleplay and actions immediately and wait for Carver to instruct you further. You may earn RPP by logging a scene for a GM.

For in-combat commands, type: +thelp.

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GAME: Carver advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 22.

It is now Reithak's turn! Ulthan is next!

GAME: Reithak rolls knowledge/religion+2: (7)+6+2: 15

GAME: Reithak casts Divine Favor. Caster Level: 4 DC: 13

GAME: Carver advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 22.

It is now Ulthan's turn! Myr Echo2 is next!

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

GAME: Ulthan rolls weapon2: (12)+9: 21

GAME: Ulthan rolls damage2: aliased to 1d10+6: (5)+6: 11

GAME: Carver advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 19.

It is now Myr Echo2's turn! Myr Echo1 is next!

Reithak shoulders one side of the door, and with Tlanexhuani taking the brunt of it, the egalrin is able to shove their way in as the wood gives way. There is little to any time to collect theirself however, as Reithak immediately stands at attention. "These things, I suspect are at fault for this." The egalrin hisses. "Take care, the fluid they are made of will mess with your mind if it gets on you, keep it at an arm's length as much as possible!"

GAME: Carver rolls 1d20+6: (19)+6: 25

GAME: Carver rolls 1d6+5: (3)+5: 8

GAME: Ulthan rolls will: (11)+4: 15

Ulthan growls as he watches the two weird creatures come towards him. As Reithak describes them, he shrugs and goes for his best help against someone messing with his mind, he enters his Rage with an annoyed grunt and takes few steps forward, swinging his heavy flail in a mighty overhead swing, smashing the closer one a solid whack right over what seems to be its head.

This strange, silvery plasma form of the fight shifts and simmers as it slips right through the solid wooden pew. Ulthan is quick to the attack, though, quicker than this ghastly 'knight'. The heavy flail connects to its 'face' and it shifts and slithers around the weapon before reforming when the big man withdraws. Its sword blow is quicksilver, bludgeoning into his opponent's side, and with it comes...

A disorienting shift in perspective, the church from a different view. Ulthan is now the Knight at the night of this event, gazing out in horror as singing villagers begin to scratch and claw at their eyes that burn between their fingertips. The vision ends as Ulthan forces it back and away and to the fight once more.

GAME: Carver advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 18.

It is now Myr Echo1's turn! Myr Echo3 is next!

GAME: Carver rolls 1d20+6: (6)+6: 12

GAME: Carver advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 18.

It is now Myr Echo3's turn! Tlanexhuani is next!

The other two knights shimmer forward, phasing through corpses and pews, leaving silver and platinum slime in their wake. One joins his brother in assaulting Ulthan, the other continues toward Reithak, sword raised but does not reach him.

GAME: Carver advances the initiative order.

Round One - Init 2.

It is now Tlanexhuani's turn! Reithak is next!

GAME: Tlanexhuani activates his Titan Armor, gaining: +4 Str

GAME: Tlanexhuani rolls weapon3-1: (14)+9+-1: 22

GAME: Tlanexhuani rolls damage3+2+3: aliased to 1d8+6+2+3: (5)+6+2+3: 16

GAME: NEW ROUND!

Carver advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 22.

It is now Reithak's turn! Ulthan is next!

GAME: Reithak rolls 1d20+7+1: (11)+7+1: 19

GAME: Reithak rolls 1d6+3+1: (6)+3+1: 10

GAME: Carver advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 22.

It is now Ulthan's turn! Myr Echo2 is next!

They burst through the door to find... death. The air is thick with its scent and the sights that are revealed... Tlanexhuani stares for a long moment: not at the strange silvery ones, but at the villagers. The people. The corpses. Male, female, elderly... younglings. This makes him slow to react and turn his eyes towards the silvery ones.

Eyes ablaze with sparks. Maybe the ability has already affected him... or maybe he needs no aid to imagine a very similar scene of slauhgeted villagers that will not be forgotten.

"NO! The roar in his native tongue accompanies his barreling charge into the nearest with his hammer. It can create, but it can also destroy.

GAME: Ulthan rolls weapon2: (13)+9: 22

GAME: Ulthan rolls damage2: aliased to 1d10+6: (9)+6: 15

"Ceinara, give me strength!" The egalrin chants abruptly, one hand on the flame shaped talisman around their neck, filling the inquisitor with holy strength as they dash towards the nearest foe and slicing deep through it with one movement, causing it to crumple to the floor. "One down, keep it up! We need to get to the ones who might still be saved!"

Ulthan shudders as he glimpses... something... But it doesn't slow him, instead, the flail that had gone through the creature in front of him follows a classic windmilling pattern and smashes on same target again, accompanied by a bellow of "STAY OUT OF MY MIND!" The smash is a powerful one, the hit crumpling the shape of before the enraged Dranei.

GAME: Carver advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 18.

It is now Myr Echo1's turn! Tlanexhuani is next!

The creatures almost dissolve into silver puddles, form losing cohesion under the armed adventurer's attacks. The last of them raises his blade and continues his assault on Ulthan.

GAME: Carver rolls 1d20+6: (18)+6: 24

GAME: Carver rolls 1d6+5: (3)+5: 8

GAME: Ulthan rolls will: (18)+4: 22

Once more the silvery 'blade' smashes into Ulthan, and again, another disorienting shift in perspective. Another knight, this time a woman, with flowing golden hair. She/Ulthan yells out in horror, drawing their blade and turning not to the villagers but behind them where a young man with bright blue eyes and dark hair and a collection of shadowy figures are reaching out to a great burning eye. "Kallin, stop this madness!" She rushes the stage, steel gleaming and...

Ulthan is standing over the steaming puddle of ectoplasm, back in his own body again.

GAME: Carver advances the initiative order.

Round Two - Init 2.

It is now Tlanexhuani's turn! Reithak is next!

GAME: Tlanexhuani rolls weapon3-1: (11)+9+-1: 19

GAME: Tlanexhuani rolls damage3+2+3: aliased to 1d8+6+2+3: (7)+6+2+3: 18

Tlanexhuani may not truly harness anger as some do, but that does not make him less angry at this moment. One armored silger knight collapses and the Makari turns for another. Once more his hammer is lifted high overhead and brought down on the one remaining near Ulthan. "No hurt any more!"

GAME: NEW ROUND!

Carver advances the initiative order.

Round Three - Init 22.

It is now Reithak's turn! Ulthan is next!

GAME: Reithak rolls 1d20+7+1+1: (19)+7+1+1: 28

GAME: Reithak rolls 1d20+7+1+1: (14)+7+1+1: 23

GAME: Reithak rolls 2d6+6+2: (4)+6+2: 12

GAME: Ulthan ends his rage.

GAME: Tlanexhuani deactivates his Titan Armor.

GAME: Carver removes the timestop.

Timestop by Carver has left.

Just one more foe, and it was already weakened by their allies, So Reithak charges in, managing to land a solid thrust into the body of the beast, sending it to the ground as the blade was pulled out. "That was the last one I can see for now, let's see if anyone is still alive here, let me know if anyone needs healing!" The egalrin shouts to the others.

Ulthan slumps down as the rush of his Rage withdraws him, sitting down where he was battling these creatures.

All is quiet once more, with only the unsettling posed remains of the villagers to keep them company in the befouled remains of the church; all under the great burnt yellow eye.

Ulthan pants as he slowly recovers from the exhaustion that Rage leaves behind. "I think... I saw what the knights... saw before. They called for someone named 'Kallin'... to stop their madness... Wasn't that the... soin we were looking for?"

GAME: Reithak rolls perception: (6)+13: 19

Tlanexhuani has his hammer lifted as his eyes dart about for more dangers. When there are none, he finally deflates with a long exhalation, form hunching and lowering along with the weapon. Only then do his eyes clear and he looks to his companions. "Are hurt?" Then he moves to the villagers to check for any that might be alive. "This one does not remember name. Could be..." Though it is clear his focus is not yet on why or who may have happened and instead on what is.

GAME: Tlanexhuani rolls heal: (20)+7: 27

Reithak takes a moment to make sure that her sword is completely clean before putting it back in it's sheathe, in case any residue triggered any more reactions. "Those were the escorts for the young lord, in a armed guard sense. Something turned them into, these things." The egalrin states as she checks over the church, looking more tired with each person checked. "I don't see them here, but I really hope they weren't behind this. If they are, I don't care if they're a myrrish prince, they will face punishment for their actions. We should see if there's anything left from whatever they did this."

Ulthan climbs back on his feet soon, then looks around, trying to figure out how to help with taking stock of who might be still alive. He leaves his weapon resting against the closest pew until he has proper time to wipe the residue off, soon.

Tlanexhuani listens more than speaks as he steps amongst the dead. Whatever glimmer of hope he may have for survivors is methodically extinguished as he checks each in turn. After he completes, his posture remains slouched and hunched. "Wass not weapon did thiss... Magic? Curse? Ssicknesss?" He's not sure on what the alternative may be. "Some bite own tonguess. Others blood from earss..."

He finally straighten up some and looks to the others. "Must find prince. Find answers."

Ulthan nods as he looks around, becoming distressed at the sight of so much carnage. "Something in this smells, and not just because of the time since this happened."

Schloop. A long, gruel-covered piece of tendon slurps through the puddle of ectoplasm. A squat, gecko-toed creature with beady eyes stares at them for the second time today and in its croaking broken common, announces. "I know place where went." Sluuuuuurp. Drool. "Dung Eater shows you."

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==2023 Logs==
===January===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
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|Log
|People
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|January 1, 2023
|[[Visiting the Folks (Part 2)]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]]
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|[[Laugh at Mistakes]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Verna]]
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|[[Everybody's Weird]]
|[[Schara]], [[Slixvah]], [[Patch]]
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|January 2, 2023
|[[Black Roses and Green Eyes]]
|[[Verna]]
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|January 2, 2023
|[[Build It Up]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
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|[[Killer Kitten]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
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|[[The Abominable Tela-Snowman]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
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|[[Something Borrowed]]
|[[Aya]], [[Dolan]], [[Fizzy]], [[Munch]], [[Zeke]]
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|[[Brothers and Worries]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]]
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|January 3, 2023
|[[Hunter's Introduction]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
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|[[First Coustomer Promotion]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Gramarye]]
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|[[Mother Dearest]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Patch]], [[Telamon]]
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|January 4, 2023
|[[Brother my Brother]]
|[[Andelena]]
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|[[Impromptu Interview]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Patch]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Lheo]], [[Theo]]
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|
|[[Tales of Tests]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Zeke]]
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|[[On The Edge Of Knowing]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Patch]], [[Telamon]]
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|[[A Planned Walk]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]]
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|January 5, 2023
|[[Bond of the Mind]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
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|January 6, 2023
|[[Workshop of Horrors]]
|[[Harshad]], [[Lucius]], [[Schara]], [[Warrick]], DM: [[Yaretzi]]
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|[[Verdict is Vengeance]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Nemori]], [[Mac-Big]]
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|January 7, 2023
|[[Everything Noodle]]
|[[Pirkko]], [[Warrick]], [[Lheo]], [[Theo]]
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|[[Calling for Communion]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
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|[[Gather in the Light]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Carver]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Garak]], [[Halani]], [[Mikilos]], [[Patch]], [[Verna]]
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|January 8, 2023
|[[The Way Forward]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Patch]], [[Verna]], [[Kaj]]
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|
|[[Taken in the Night]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Halani]], [[Lyme]]
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|[[Tea for Three]]
|[[Patch]], [[Slixvah]], [[Schara]]
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|[[No More Hiding]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
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|January 9, 2023
|[[The Rescuers]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
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|[[The Rescuers 2]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Auranar]], [[Dirk]], [[Patch]], [[Telamon]], [[Serene]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Dungeon in Dran (Part 4)]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]]
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|[[An Introduction to Demon Summoning]]
|[[Lucius]],[[Schara]], [[Xasany]]
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|[[For Want of a Name]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Venom]]
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|January 10, 2023
|[[Getting Takeout]]
|[[Irshya]], [[Pirkko]], [[Warrick]]
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|[[Dark Day]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Patch]], [[Serene]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
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|January 11, 2023
|[[Waiting Room]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
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|[[Return of the Fish]]
|[[Telamon]]
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|[[Make the Decision]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Zeke]]
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|January 12, 2023
|[[A Plot Is Formed]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
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|[[Awkward Aid]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]]
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|January 13, 2023
|[[Life Without Light]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
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|
|[[That One Talk]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
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|[[Taniths and Totems]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]]
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|[[Hospital Chat]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Schara]]
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|January 14, 2023
|[[Can I Have That Back?]]
|[[Verna]], [[Zeke]], [[Dolan]]
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|[[Ticked Off]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Nemori]], [[Razen]], [[Sora]]
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|[[Takeout Delivery]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Pirkko]]
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|[[Nobody's Home]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Auranar]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]]
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|[[Magic and 'Magic']]
|[[Inesse]], [[Fizzy]], [[Lucius]]
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|January 15, 2023
|[[Less Awkward Aid]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
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|[[Instruments of Destruction]]
|[[Patch]], [[Pelka]], [[Skielstregar]], DM: [[Telamon]]
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|January 16, 2023
|[[Payment for Services Rendered]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Schara]]
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|[[Dungeon in Dran (Part 5)]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Lyme]]
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|
|[[We Are Hunting]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Auranar]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]]
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|[[How Many Ways to Cook Fish]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
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|January 17, 2023
|[[Dreaming Again]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Zeke]]
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|[[Lean On Me]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Zeke]]
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|
|[[Fears and Forests]]
|[[Lucius]], [[Xasany]]
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|[[Facing Down the Nightmares]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
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|January 18, 2023
|[[Death in Dreamland]]
|[[Verna]]
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|
|[[Air Freight]]
|[[Inesse]], [[Telamon]]. [[Lucius]], [[Braith]], [[Fizzy]]
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|
|[[Meaning of Green]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Zeke]]
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|January 19, 2023
|[[Wedding Details]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
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|[[Weight of the World]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Seldan]]
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|January 20, 2023
|[[Dead Man Walking]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Zeke]]
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|[[Dropping in for a Bite]]
|[[Verna]], [[Aryia]]
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|[[Ask Me No Questions]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Zeke]]
|-
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|[[Fancy Feast]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
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|January 21, 2023
|[[Chains that Bite]]
|[[Dolan]]
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|[[Laughing at Last]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Auranar]], [[Dolan]]
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|[[Memory Lane]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
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|January 22, 2023
|[[Days Like This]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
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|[[Troublesome Lexicon]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Seldan]]
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|January 23, 2023
|[[With A Flail Like This]]
|[[Kaj]], [[Razen]]
|-
|
|[[We Will Go]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Malik in the House]]
|[[Malik]], [[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Of Glass and Leather]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Patch]]
|-
|January 24, 2023
|[[Together Then]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Dream March]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Cabin in the Woods]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Verna]]
|-
|January 25, 2023
|[[Dresses for success]]
|[[Schara]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Reunion in the Gardens]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Quiet Quest]]
|[[Malik]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|January 26, 2023
|[[Do You Remember The Day]]
|[[Kira]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Dreaming of a Call]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Into Your Care]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Alabaster Assembly]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Lucius]], [[Patch]], [[Slixvah]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|January 27, 2023
|[[Telamon Pays A Visit]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|January 28, 2023
|[[A Nice Normal Chit Chat]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Auranar]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[A Not So Normal Chat]]
|[[Patch]], [[Malik]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|
|[[A Night Market Chat]]
|[[Lucius]], [[Niklas]]
|-
|
|[[Differences of Culture]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Inesse]], [[Schara]], [[Kira]]
|-
|January 29, 2023
|[[Possessive Update]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Guidance Ad-Dress-ed]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Andelena]]
|-
|
|[[In Union]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|January 30, 2023
|[[Red Tide]]
|[[Daniel]], [[Fizzy]], [[Lucius]], [[Magpie]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[Boots Were Made for Dreaming]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[After Boots]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|January 31, 2023
|[[Garden of the Future]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Stolen Honeycakes]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Taxing Studies]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Schara]]
|-
|}
===February ===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|February 1, 2023
|[[Karen and a Lunch Break]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Gramarye]]
|-
|
|[[Changing Names]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Weapon Made Manifest]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[A New Addition to the Family]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|February 2, 2023
|[[Proud And Tired Few]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|February 3, 2023
|[[The Vagrant Tower]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Crick]], [[Magpie]], [[Sloan]]
|-
|
|[[Free Drinks and Flirtations]]
|[[Malik]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Sloan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Dressed for Success]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Schara]], [[Kira]]
|-
|February 4, 2023
|[[In the Service of the Chalice]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Sloan]]
|-
|February 5, 2023
|[[Green Demon]]
|[[Carver]], [[Crik]], [[Fizzy]], [[Harshad]], [[Lucius]], [[Sloan]]
|-
|
|[[Memory to Memory]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Magpie]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|February 6, 2023
|[[Squid-ward]]
|[[Carver]], [[Nessa]], [[Zerthos]]
|-
|
|[[Flashback]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Magpie]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Guaranteed Protection]]
|[[Aya]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Schara]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Sunbeams]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|February 7, 2023
|[[Pinned for Greatness]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[A Secret Fitting]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[On the Move]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|February 8, 2023
|[[Icy Mistake]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Kira]]
|-
|
|[[Good Dreams Are Made Of This]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|
|[[Trouble for Swans]]
|[[Aurala]], [[Garak]], [[Rhar]], [[Seyardu]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|February 9, 2023
|[[Gifts for New Family]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[A Little Something Extra]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Divine Responsibility]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Schara]]
|-
|February 10, 2023
|[[The Vagrant Tower (Part 2)]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Carver]], [[Crick]], [[Magpie]], [[Sloan]]
|-
|
|[[First Blood]]
|[[Seldan]]
|-
|
|[[Cold Weather & Hot Cider]]
|[[Kira]], [[Patch]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|February 11, 2023
|[[Fools, Children, and Messages]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Forgotten Answers]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[You, Me, and the Knight]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Mystery for Swans]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Eztli]], [[Patch]], [[Razen]], [[Rocky]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|February 12, 2023
|[[Preliminary Siege]]
|[[Culix]], [[Khepri]], [[Schara]], [[Aelwyn]], DM: [[Aryia]]
|-
|
|[[Herbs for Swans]]
|[[Harshad]], [[Lucius]], [[Crik]], [[Magpie]], [[Lheo]]
|-
|
|[[I Dream of Seldan]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|February 13, 2023
|[[Snowed In]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Violence and Tea]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[And Really Good Eggs]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Sloan]], [[Verna]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Get Kraken]]
|[[Alba]], [[Kaj]], [[Kira]]
|-
|
|[[Feadril's Staff]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Obsession]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|February 14, 2023
|[[Swords to Plows]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Kira]]
|-
|
|[[Fear the Nothing I have Become]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Congratulations Are in Order]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|February 15, 2023
|[[Vanquish the Vast]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Overworking During Sick Days]]
|[[Schara]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|February 16, 2023
|[[Did Not Mean To Make Friends]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Lillianath]]
|-
|
|[[Two Brothers And A Bard]]
|[[Lheo]], [[Theo]], [[Zerthos]]
|-
|
|[[Arm-rest]]
|[[Schara]],[[Sloan]]
|-
|
|[[A Talk Cut Short]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|February 17, 2023
|[[Stewing On Assumptions]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Kira]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[Brother in His Light]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|February 18, 2023
|[[Kraken Kibble Korrection]]
|[[Kaj]], [[Kira]], [[Murder]]
|-
|
|[[Cloaks and Figurines]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Sloan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Surprises All Around]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Celebration]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Aryia]], [[Auranar]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Eztli]], [[Verna]]
|-
|February 19, 2023
|[[Scuffle & Stew]]
|[[Crik]], [[Iskandar]], [[Kaj]], [[Kira]], [[Murder]], [[Sloan]]
|-
|
|[[Out Of Whole Cloth]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|February 20, 2023
|[[Hugs for Kol]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Kira]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[The Last Sunset]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[A Fernwood Chance Encounter]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Sloan]]
|-
|February 21, 2023
|[[Meetings and Greetings]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Aya]], [[Ous]]
|-
|
|[[Wounded but will Heal]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Not a Cult Again]]
|[[Jacob]], [[Lheo]], [[Theo]], [[Warrick]], [[Zerthos]]; DM: Telamon
|-
|
|[[What Victory Brings]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Foggy Business]]
|[[Crik]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Murder]], [[Kaj]], [[Verna]]
|-
|February 22, 2023
|[[Offerings for a Pure Soul]]
|[[Schara]], [[Slixvah]], [[Verna]], [[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Unusual Reunions]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|
|[[To Steal Friendship]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Magpie]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Briefing: Animus the Ressurectionists and the Shards]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Aryia]], [[Carver]], [[Cesran]], [[Jacob]], [[Lucius]], [[Mikilos]], [[Ous]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|February 23, 2023
|[[Reunion to Remember]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|
|[[Fire and Food]]
|[[Jacob]], [[Harkashan]], [[Murder]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|February 24, 2023
|[[Respects]]
|[[Kaj]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Breakfast of Champions?]]
|[[Murder]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|
|[[I Will Be the Danger]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Sharks and Sharps]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[The Vagrant Tower (Part 3)]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Badu]], [[Crik]], [[Magpie]], [[Sloan]]
|-
|
|[[Shoulder of Giants]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Murder]]
|-
|
|[[Blue Scale Blues]]
|[[Tlanexhuani]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Too Many Wrongs]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Auranar]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|February 25, 2023
|[[Working for the Man]]
|[[Crik]], [[Dirk]], [[Iskandar]], [[Jacob]], [[Lucius]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Alexandria Acclimation 101]]
|[[Harkashan]],[[Seyardu]]
|-
|
|[[Three Friends and One Small Cat]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Hall Pass]]
|[[Schara]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|
|[[Hunters and Crafters]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Murder]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|February 26, 2023
|[[Sunshine, At Last]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Verna]], [[Jacob]]
|-
|
|[[Much Ado About Pothy]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|February 27, 2023
|[[Soaking Up Sun]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|
|[[Seeking Maksur]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|
|[[To Bring More Than a Message]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|
|[[Once Called Home]]
|[[Zeke]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|
|[[New Player In Town]]
|[[Badu]], [[Harshad]], [[Schara]], [[Warrick]]
|-
|February 28, 2023
|[[Over Loaves of Bread]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Curse of the Amber Thorn]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Jacob]], [[Lucius]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Sloan]]
|-
|
|[[Crossbow Training Crossing]]
|[[Schara]], [[Tlanexhuani]],[[Warrick]]
|-
|}
===March===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|March 1, 2023
|[[Enemy Encampment]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Jacob]], [[Ous]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|March 2, 2023
|[[Just a little Talk]]
|[[Tlanexhuani]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Bridge Banter]]
|[[Culix]], [[Simony]]
|-
|
|[[Another Fae Blessing]]
|[[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Those Who Walk With Death]]
|[[Jacob]], [[Sloan]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|
|[[Trying Not to Drown]]
|[[Schara]], [[Warrick]], [[Verna]]
|-
|March 3, 2023
|[[Mother My Mother]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Seldan]], [[Tlanexhuani]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Tending Kin]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|
|[[The Vagrant Tower (Part 4)]]
|[[Crik]], [[Jacob]], [[Magpie]], [[Simony]], [[Sloan]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|
|[[The People We Need]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|March 4, 2023
|[[Recovery and Rest]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Tlanexhuani]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Traveling Companions]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|
|[[Leaving Mictlan]]
|[[Geir]], [[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Briefing: Who's Dominion Is It Anyways]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]], [[Iskandar]], [[Jacob]], [[Malik]], [[Mikilos]], [[Schara]], [[Seldan]], [[Zeke]], DM: [[Whirlpool]]
|-
|
|[[More Days With You]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Spring Is Here]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Irshya]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|March 5, 2023
|[[Shadows and Gobbers]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Irshya]], [[Culix]]
|-
|
|[[All in the Family]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Ragey Misunderstanding]]
|[[Murder]]. [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[A Sewer Taste]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Harkashan]], [[Ous]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|March 6, 2023
|[[Crimson Wolf]]
|[[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Death Experiences and Friends]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Harkashan]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|
|[[Enemy Encampment (Part 2)]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Jacob]], [[Ous]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|March 7, 2023
|[[Farmer In Need]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Harkashan]], [[Jacob]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|
|[[Two Rage or Not to Rage]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Murder]]
|-
|
|[[The Price Paid for Knowledge]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[A Story in TarRaCe]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Jacob]], [[Schara]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|March 8, 2023
|[[Lick of Flame]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Stubborn Shade]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Rest and Relaxation]]
|[[Jacob]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[Compellation of the Eternal]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Harkashan]], [[Magpie]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Replacement Coils]]
|[[Schara]], [[Warrick]]
|-
|March 9, 2023
|[[Serving in TarRaCe]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Harkashan]], [[Irshya]], [[Schara]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[All Continue]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|
|[[Stealing Albus]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|
|[[The Rain Is Clearing]]
|[[Cuemoni]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[To Catch A Shark]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Of Travels And Lost Friends]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[A Lesson in Dreaming]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|March 10, 2023
|[[Kin Filled Gardens]]
|[[Cuemoni]], [[Geir]], [[Tlanexhuani]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[Worth its Weight in Words]]
|[[Geir]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[If You Can See Me]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[A Forest's Renewal]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Cloying Shadows]]
|[[Culix]], [[Aryia]]
|-
|March 11, 2023
|[[One Windy Day]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Book of Three]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Harkashan]], [[Jacob]], [[Mikilos]], [[Ous]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|
|[[Briefing: On the Felwood]]
|[[Iskander]], [[Lucius]], [[Munch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|March 12, 2023
|[[Magpie Faces The Music]]
|[[Magpie]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]], [[Simony]]
|-
|
|[[A Run in with Old 'Friends']]
|[[Jacob]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|
|[[Scrolls, Spells, and Plans]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Catchup Over Pie]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|March 13, 2023
|[[Fishing for Sharks]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Rooftop Training]]
|[[Culix]], [[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Murder]]
|-
|
|[[A Library Encounter]]
|[[Lucius]], [[Simony]]
|-
|
|[[The Familiar Questions]]
|[[Jacob]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|March 14, 2023
|[[A Magical Demonstration]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Warrick]], [[Magpie]], [[Schara]], [[Verna]]
|-
|March 15, 2023
|[[Blunted Order]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Ous]], [[Verna]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[Do as the Softskins Do]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Cuemoni]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Un'eth]]
|-
|
|[[Observations at the Observatory]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|March 16, 2023
|[[Comparing Bloodlines]]
|[[Murder]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[Sharing a Meal]]
|[[Cuemoni]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Strong Arms]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Schara]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|March 17, 2023
|[[The Vagrant Tower Returns]]
|[[Crik]], [[Pelka]], [[Simony]], [[Slixvah]], [[Sloan]], [[Ulthan]], DM: [[Subduction]]
|-
|
|[[Coil Swap]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[Honor the Blade]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[If the Shoe Fits]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|March 18, 2023
|[[Arcane Bonds]]
|[[Cassia]], [[Zelany]]
|-
|
|[[Albus Answers]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|
|[[New Fiance]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Mikilos]], [[Schara]], [[Verna]]
|-
|-
|
|[[Circling the Fel]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Jacob]], [[Lucius]], [[Ous]], DM: [[Whirlpool]]
|-
|March 19, 2023
|[[Healing of the Mind]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[With Fiends Like These...]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Schara]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
||[[Bandit? No, just Murder!]]
|[[Culix]], [[Murder]]
|-
|March 20, 2023
|[[Sketched Angel]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Simony]], [[Crik]]
|-
|
|[[Under the Mountain]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Jacob]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|March 21, 2023
|[[Practice in the Colosseum]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Lucius]], [[Simony]]
|-
|
||[[Small Crafts]]
|[[Tlanexhuani]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[The Chills a Devil Leaves]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|March 22, 2023
|[[Spell Eater]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Murder]]
|-
|
|[[A Visitor Or Two]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Vices and Herbs]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Ous]], [[Simony]]
|-
|
|[[Snare for the Wolf]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Skipping Stones]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[Wedding Traditions]]
|[[Dolan]],[[Ous]],[[Simony]]
|-
|March 23, 2023
|[[The Lost Book]]
|[[Aelmeh]], [[Ous]], [[Simony]], [[Warrick]], DM: [[Telamon]]
|-
|March 24, 2023
|[[Language Exchange]]
|[[Simony]], [[Warrick]]
|-
|
|[[Custom Fittings]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[A Castle for His Queen]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|March 24, 2023
|[[The Words In Between]]
|[[Sabina]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|March 25, 2023
|[[Checking In]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Cluix]], [[Lheo]], [[Schara]], [[Theo]], [[Ulthan]]
|-
|
|[[The Yellow-Throated Raven]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[An Odd Gem]]
|[[Fizzy]], [[Lucius]], [[Sedev]], [[Simony]], DM: [[Whirlpool]]
|-
|March 26, 2023
|[[Midnight Snack]]
|[[Simony]], [[Tlanexhuani]], [[Huian]], [[Warrick]], [[Khepri]], [[Sedev]], [[Jacob]], DM: [[Landslide]]
|-
|March 27, 2023
|[[One Person to the World]]
|[[Simony]], [[Warrick]]
|-
|
|[[Bloodbroth and Packages]]
|[[Un'eth]], [[Harkashan]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[A Brisk Brawl]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Kaj]]
|-
|
|[[Wolf Cries to The Moon]]
|[[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[In The Fairy Circle]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[V And The Mountain]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]], [[Simony]], [[Ous]], [[Harkashan]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Magpie]], [[Dirk]]
|-
|March 28, 2023
|[[No Pain No Gain]]
|[[Telamon]]
|-
|March 29, 2023
|[[A Friend in Need]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[My Starborn King]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Silmeria]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[The Raven Army]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Harkashan]], [[Ous]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|March 30, 2023
|[[Inside Your Head]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Never Safe]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[The Lost Book Part 2]]
|[[Aelmeh]], [[Ous]], [[Simony]], [[Warrick]], DM: [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Shared Trauma]]
|[[Jacob]], [[Dolan]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]]
|-
|
|[[Meaning of Strength]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[A Reading of the Crimson Pen]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Jacob]], [[Murder]], [[Schara]], [[Seldan]], GM: [[Whirlpool]]
|-
|March 31, 2023
|[[The Dawn Before the Night]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[A Curse Defied]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Tag Team Hunt]]
|[[Murder]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|}
===April===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|April 1, 2023
|[[Plans are Born]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Checking In (Part 2)]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Cluix]], [[Lheo]], [[Schara]], [[Theo]], [[Ulthan]]
|-
|
|[[Half-Sil, Whole Conviction]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 2, 2023
|[[Artistic Rendering]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Harkashan]], [[Simony]]
|-
|
|[[Memories and Horses]]
|[[Jacob]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|
|[[The Burdens Between Us]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|
|[[Heroes and Merctalk]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Simony]]
|-
|
|[[What is in a Red Book Anyhow]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[Checking in on Grandfather]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Telamon]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Verna]]
|-
|April 3, 2023
|[[Lunch Rush]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Irshya]], [[Slixvah]], [[Ous]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[The Lost Book Part 3]]
|[[Aelmeh]], [[Ous]], [[Simony]], [[Warrick]], DM: [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[The Silence And The Fog]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[A Sword for a Mother]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|April 4, 2023
|[[Birds of a Feather]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Visions of Hell]]
|[[Aya]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[New Friends]]
|[[Aelmeh]], [[Huian]], [[Simony]]
|-
|April 5, 2023
|[[Three is Company]]
|[[Lheo]], [[Theo]], [[Zerthos]]
|-
|
|[[Seat and Royalty]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[Palisade in the Mists]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Murder]]
|-
|
|[[The Mourner's Chill]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Visions of Hell (Part 2)]]
|[[Aya]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|April 6, 2023
|[[Welcome Home]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Ale at the Fernwood]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Aya]], [[Murder]], [[Lucius]]
|-
|
|[[A Bet is a Bet]]
|[[Jacob]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|
|[[A Curse Denied]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Shambling Jungle]]
|[[Hilde]], [[Schara]], [[Simony]], [[Jacob]], [[Tlanexhauni]], [[Huian]], [[Leirune|Rune]], DM: [[Harkashan]]
|-
|
|[[Reunion of the Heart]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Going Home]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[A Reading of the Crimson Pen Part 2]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Murder]], [[Schara]], [[Seldan]], GM: [[Whirlpool]]
|-
|April 7, 2023
|[[We, Not I]]
|[[Aya]], [[Aryia]]
|-
|
|[[Study Knights Assemble!]]
|[[Verna]], [[Magpie]], [[Dolan]], [[Andelena]]
|-
|
|[[Language Learning]]
|[[Schara]], [[Simony]]
|-
|
|[[Blood, Pain and Undeath]]
|[[Murder]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[The Man to Help]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 8, 2023
|[[Where The Monsters Are]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Aya]], [[Daechir]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Follow-up Investigation]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[The Sword and the Scrolls]]
|[[Aelmeh]], [[Huian]]
|-
|
|[[A Gathering at the Arcanist's]]
|[[Crik]], [[Garak]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]], [[Simony]]
|-
|
|[[Reclamation]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|April 9, 2023
|[[Pastries and Stolen Faces]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Dirk]], [[Simony]], [[Warrick]], [[Aya]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|April 10, 2023
|[[Relations and Toast]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Verna]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[The Lost Book Epilogue]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Ous]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Opal-Mancy]]
|[[Arion]], [[Harkashan]], [[Huian]], [[Jacob]], [[Lucius]], [[Ous]]
|-
|April 11, 2023
|[[Diving into Backstory]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Huian]]
|-
|
|[[Of Axes and Family]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Ous]], [[Simony]]
|-
|
|[[Friends not Food]]
|[[Lheo]], [[Theo]], [[Zerthos]]
|-
|April 12, 2023
|[[Count to Ten]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Simony]]
|-
|
|[[Silver King]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Would-be Thieves and Sales Pitches]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Telamon]], [[Schara]], [[Alaryn]]
|-
|
|[[A Prepared Poet]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|April 13, 2023
|[[Against Protocol]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Simony]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[Commune-al Support]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|April 14, 2023
|[[A Monk Meeting]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Simony]]
|-
|
|[[The Found Book]]
|[[Magpie]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Strike It Down]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Dirk]], [[Lysa]], [[Pelka]], [[Murder]], '''DM:''' Whirlpool
|-
|April 15, 2023
|[[A Lesson in Tracking]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Jacob]], [[Critias]]
|-
|April 16, 2023
|[[Nowhere Is Safe]]
|[[Aya]], [[Carver]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Schara]], [[Seldan]], [[Simony]]
|-
|
|[[Meeting at the Residence]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Disguises and Guises]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Schara]], [[Simony]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|April 17, 2023
|[[Threads of Lore and Stories]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Mending, Healing, And Sharing Words]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Dryad Dilemma]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]], [[Simony]], [[Warrick]], [[Arion]], [[Ous]], DM: [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Happy Pictures]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[To The Devil's End]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Critias]], [[Dolan]], [[Jacob]], [[Magpie]], [[Simony]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Akorinil's Safehouse]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Schara]]
|-
|April 18, 2023
|[[Axe over Dagger]]
|[[Ous]], [[Warrick]], [[Simony]]
|-
|
|[[Go Away]]
|[[Aya]], [[Daechir]]
|-
|
|[[Auranar's Vengeance]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[What Does Not Die]]
|[[Asphodel]], [[Harkashan]], [[Huian]], [[Jacob]], [[Ous]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|April 19, 2023
|[[Evening Discussions]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[Fire in the Gardens]]
|[[Asphodel]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Simony]]
|-
|
|[[Pink Hair and Green Dogs]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Ous]], [[Verna]], [[Warrick]]
|-
|
|[[Comfort from a Friend]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[In the Wolf's Wake]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Blades and Strawberries|Blades, Fire and Strawberries]]
|[[Lucius]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[A dog, beer and an apology]]
|[[Lysa]], [[Ous]], [[Simony]]
|-
|April 20, 2023
|[[A Parle on Strange Happenings]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Jacob]], [[Ous]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Reaching Daed]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Daechir]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[The Lord's Ears]]
|[[Alba]], [[Rhar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seyardu]] '''DM:'''[[Telamon]]
|-
|April 21, 2023
|[[Punchy McPunch Camp]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Simony]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Glaive Insights]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Breathless in the Market District]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Asphodel]], [[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Carver]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[Demons, Cultists and Werewolves, Oh MY]]
|[[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[To Dream in Black and White]]
|[[Aya]], [[Telamon]], [[Seldan]], [[Asphodel]]
|-
|April 22, 2023
|[[A Spire in the Night (Group 2)]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Harkashan]], [[Lucius]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Visten]]
|-
|
|[[A Spire in the Night (Group 1)]]
|[[Carver]], [[Huian]], [[Ulthan]], [[Asphodel]], [[Aelmeh]]
|-
|April 23, 2023
|[[Plans for a Demon's Ending Over Wine]]
|[[Aya]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Cave Lurkers]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Harkashan]], [[Khepri]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|
|[[Regarding the Father of Time]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Simony]]
|-
|April 24, 2023
|[[Meditative Threads]]
|[[Aya]], [[Aryia]], [[Sloan]], [[Huian]], [[Asphodel]]
|-
|
|[[Two rogues and a Tour]]
|[[Crik]], [[Simony]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Play the Cards]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysa]]
|-
|April 25, 2023
|[[A Brief Stroll]]
|[[Critias]], [[Asphodel]]
|-
|April 26, 2023
|[[The Fighting Pit]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Schara]], [[Aelmeh]], [[Jacob]], [[Asphodel]], [[Huian]], '''DM:''' [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|
|[[Play the Cards (Part 2)]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysa]]
|-
|April 27, 2023
|[[Ale and Mimics]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[Fishing in the Rain]]
|[[Irshya]], [[Asphodel]]
|-
|
|[[Market Daze]]
|[[Alaryn]], [[Harkashan]], [[Asphodel]], [[Ous]], [[Sloan]]
|-
|
|[[Post-Fiend Checkup]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysa]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[A Stony Countenance]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysa]], [[Murder]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|April 28, 2023
|[[Theory and Application]]
|[[Verna]], [[Asphodel]]
|-
|
|[[Reaching Out]]
|[[Aya]], [[Daechir]]
|-
|
|[[Lady Who?]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Iskandar]], [[Slixvah]], [[Asphodel]]
|-
|
|[[Red Pothy and Totem Talk]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ous]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|April 29, 2023
|[[Weapons and Inventions]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Alaryn]]
|-
|
|[[Demons and Fey talk]]
|[[Critias]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Aspire to Nothing (Group 2)]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Harkashan]], [[Fidget]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Ulthan]]
|-
|
|[[Night Sky]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Daechir]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|April 30, 2023
|[[Face Things Together]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]]
|-
|
|[[From smiths to demons]]
|[[Huian]], [[Mikilos]], [[Simony]]
|-
|
|[[The Rook and His Revelations]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Gobbos in the Water]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Fidget]]
|-
|
|[[Visiting the Blacksmith]]
|[[Huian]], [[Mikilos]], [[Simony]]
|-
|}

===May===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|May 1, 2023
|[[An Observational Conversation]]
|[[Asphodel]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Catching Up, Part 1]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Asphodel]]
|-
|
|[[A new Drinker]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Simony]], [[Warrick]]
|-
|
|[[Shambling Jungle II]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Choler]], [[Schara]], [[Asphodel]], [[Huian]], '''DM:''' [[Harkashan]]
|-
|
|[[Trail to Charn]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Critias]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Lunch Interrupted]]
|[[Magpie]], [[Simony]]
|-
|May 2, 2023
|[[No Gilded Cages]]
|[[Asphodel]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Landscape or Portrait]]
|[[Simony]], [[Slixvah]], [[Crik]], [[Reithak]]
|-
|
|[[Made Maid]]
|[[Asphodel]], [[Carver]], [[Harkashan]], [[Huian]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[(Not So) Helpful Pixies]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[In Defense]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Carver]], [[Dolan]], [[Harkashan]], [[Magpie]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|May 3, 2023
|[[A Drink Between Friends]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[Becoming a Rider]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Lucius]]
|-
|
|[[Quiet Daeusites]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Three Things Bothering Rune]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Jacob]]
|-
|May 4, 2023
|[[The Circle Underneath]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|
|[[His Dark Crown]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Night Monsters]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Alaryn]], [[Eztli]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Murder]], [[Skielstregar]], DM: [[Riptide]]
|-
|May 5, 2023
|[[Clash of Polearms]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[Separation of Memories]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Reithak]], [[Xasany]]
|-
|
|[[Catching Up Carrough]]
|[[Asphodel]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[I Am Glitter, I Am Gloam]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]], [[Telamon]], [[Mikilos]], [[Fidget]], [[Slixvah]], [[Asphodel]]
|-
|
|[[Undercity News]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Simony]]
|-
|
|[[Mead and Magic Swords]]
|[[Aelmeh, Huian]]
|-
|May 6, 2023
|[[Don't Poke the Silver One]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Murder]]
|-
|
|[[Early Bird Gets the Rumor]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Reithak]]
|-
|
|[[A Few Questions More]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Searching for a Key]]
|[[Fidget]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]], [[Reithak]], [[Aelmeh]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Jacob]], [[Huian]]
|-
|May 7, 2023
|[[Much Ado About Misha]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Save the Flame]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|May 8, 2023
|[[Scuttlebutt Says]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Sloan]], [[Asphodel]]
|-
|
|[[Request for Songs of Sorrow]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Alaryn]], [[Aragos]]
|-
|
|[[Aftermath of the Flame's Rescue]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Shambling Jungle III]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Asphodel]], [[Huian]], [[Geir]], '''DM:''' [[Harkashan]]
|-
|
|[[Sidetracked Into Help]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Silmeria]]
|-
|
|[[Trail to Charn (Part 2)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Critias]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|May 9, 2023
|[[Distracted Training Session]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Simony]], [[Verna]],
|-
|
|[[Buried Hindsight]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Eluna's Spire, Wolves, and More]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|
|[[Sojourn in Selentia]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[After the Sojourn]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|May 10, 2023
|[[Things Go Bump in the Forest]]
|[[Simony]], [[Vrenskas]]
|-
|
|[[Sewer Circle]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Magpie]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Basin Assumptions]]
|[[Reithak]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Fire Against the Rain]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|May 11, 2023
|[[Search for a Perch]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Xasany]]
|-
|
|[[She of the Pale Face]]
|[[Auranar]]
|-
|
|[[Echoes]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Lunch Buddies]]
|[[Magpie]], [[Simony]]
|-
|May 12, 2023
|[[There You Are]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Blade of the Heart]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]]
|-
|
|[[Dream With Me]]
|[[Critias]], [[Harkashan]], [[Lysa]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Double Goblins, Double Trouble]]
|[[Fidget]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|May 13, 2023
|[[Dreams Become Reality]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]]
|-
|
|[[Amulets and Bird Toys]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Alaryn]]
|-
|
|[[A Home Away from Home]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Lurking in the Shadows]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Simony]], [[Verna]]
|-
|May 14, 2023
|[[Healing and Plans]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]], [[Zeke]], [[Dolan]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[The Telmentarian Celebration]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Mikilos]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Seyardu]], [[Tlanexhuani]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Baths and Dreams]]
|[[Fidget]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Cats and Mithral Swords]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|May 15, 2023
|[[Go Ahead And Throw Your Stones]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Aragos]], [[Theadosia]]
|-
|
|[[In the Wake of the Celebration]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|
|[[Nature of Faith]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|
|[[A Brisk Sale]]
|[[Aelmeh]], [[Dirk]], [[Huian]]
|-
|May 16, 2023
|[[Much Ado About Am'shere]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]]
|-
|
|[[All Fired Up]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Reithak]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Harpists Halls]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[In Her Shadow]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Harkashan]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Monsters in the Forest]]
|[[Ous]], [[Simony]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[Signed, Sealed, Certified]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Theadosia]]
|-
|May 17, 2023
|[[Return from Grandfathers]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[A Question of Fate]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Shambling Jungle IV - Welcome to the Jungle]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]], [[Huian]], [[Schara]], [[Geir]], [[Fidget]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|May 18, 2023
|[[Dragonrider of the Sands]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Unexpected Results]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Mikilos]], '''DM''': [[Riptide]] (Briefly)
|-
|
|[[No Plan Survives A Meeting]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[A Little Bit of Time]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Seldan]], [[Schara]], '''GM''': [[Whirlpool]]
|-
|
|[[Some Things Are More Important Than Demons]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Verna]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|May 19, 2023
|[[Heat Stones and Castes]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Schara]], [[Geir]]
|-
|
|[[Major Manor Mishap]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]], [[Slixvah]], [[Alaryn]], [[Aelwyn]], '''DM''': [[Reithak]]
|-
|
|[[Land of the Midnight Sun]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[One Happy Blacksmith]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|May 20, 2023
|[[Felwood Spire: A Fell Mood Part 1]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]], [[Fidget]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Ulthan]], [[Reithak]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|May 21, 2023
|[[Shambling Jungle V - Warriors]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Geir]], [[Huian]], [[Schara]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Cuemoni]], '''DM''': [[Harkashan]]
|-
|
|[[A Thirty-Five Foot Pastry]]
|[[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Proposal Unproposed]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|May 22, 2023
|[[Something in the Woods]]
|[[Fidget]], [[Reithak]], [[Theadosia]], [[Tlanexhuani]], [[Ulthan]]
|-
|
|[[Trail to Charn (Part 3)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Critias]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|May 23, 2023
|[[Meeting with Micha]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Talk of Open Skies]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|May 24, 2023
|[[A Drapes Faux-Pas]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Nightmare then Massage]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Discussion with Dace]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|May 25, 2023
|[[An Elder's Wisdom]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]], '''DM''': [[Riptide]] as Miquitlani
|-
|
|[[A Trip to Myrddion]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Schara]], DM: [[Whirlpool]]
|-
|May 26th, 2023
|[[Fashion Monk]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Aryia]], [[Cesran]]
|-
|
|[[A Brighter Mood Victory]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Of Names and Snatchlings]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Geir]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|May 27, 2023
|[[Mitigating Marsward's Machinations]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Framework for Success]]
|[[Geir]], [[Harkashan]], [[Huian]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[Felwood Spire: A Fell Mood (Part 2)]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]], [[Fidget]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Ulthan]], [[Reithak]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|May 28, 2023
|[[They Hunger]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Dolan]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rocky]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|May 29, 2023
|[[Wakedays for War Golems]]
|[[Gramarye]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Necromancer News]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Melted Brass]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[Return the Blade]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Any portico in a storm]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Irshya]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]]
|-
|May 30, 2023
|[[Pretty Damned Thieves]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Rhar]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|May 31, 2023
|[[Of Glowing Glitter and Lit Sticks]]
|[[Alaryn]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|}

===June===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|June 1, 2023
|[[Major Manor Mishap II]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]], [[Slixvah]], [[Alaryn]], [[Aelwyn]], '''DM''': [[Reithak]]
|-
|
|[[On Scrolls, Brothers, and Gifts]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|June 2, 2023
|[[Evacuate! The Village]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Lysa]], [[Murder]], [[Rocky]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[The Strength To Affect The World]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Simony]]
|-
|June 4, 2023
|[[The Challenge of Fort Lancing]]
|[[Fidget]], [[Miril]], [[Schara]], [[Simony]], [[Tlanexhuani]], [[Warrick]], DM: [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Our Time]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]]
|-
|
|[[Speaking with Sebas]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Colosseum Workouts]]
|[[Murder]], [[Reithak]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Ravendar]], [[Ulthan]]
|-
|June 6, 2023
|[[Honey Harvest]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Murder]]
|-
|
|[[The Drink's the Thing]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Irshya]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|June 7, 2023
|[[By the Tornmawr Bank]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|
|[[The Man with the Firefly Eyes]]
|[[Reithak]], [[SImony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 8, 2023
|[[Where'd They Go?]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Aryia]], [[Schara]]
|-
|June 9, 2023
|[[Threads and Shadows]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Slixvah]], '''DM''': [[Riptide]] (Briefly)
|-
|
|[[The Challenge of Fort Lancing Part 2]]
|[[Fidget]], [[Miril]], [[Schara]], [[Simony]], [[Tlanexhuani]], [[Warrick]], DM: [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Rings and Dark Intel]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|June 10, 2023
|[[Shambling Jungle VI - Finale]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Gier]], [[Fidget]], [[Schara]], [[Burai]], [[Aelwyn]], '''DM''': [[Harkashan]]
|-
|
|[[Echo of Eclavdran]]
|[[Critias]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|June 11, 2023
|[[In the Wake of Two Echoes]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Theft of a Trusted Servant]]
|[[Alba]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Rhar]], '''DM''': Telamon
|-
|
|[[A Musical Interlude]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Fidget]], [[Harkashan]], [[Reithak]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Seldan]], '''DM''': Whirlpool
|-
|June 12, 2023
|[[Love and Loss]]
|[[Geir]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|
|[[Stymied Vacation]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Two Birds and a Story]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Reithak]]
|-
|
|[[Residents of the Jungle]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]], [[Murder]], [[Slixvah]], '''DM''': [[Riptide]]
|-
|
|[[A Withering Cackle]]
|[[Fidget]], [[Huian]], [[Karasu]], [[Ravendar]] (GM) [[Carver]]
|-
|
|[[Theft of a Trusted Servant, Part 2]]
|[[Alba]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Rhar]], '''DM''': Telamon
|-
|June 13, 2023
|[[Forgotten Blood I - Spoken Curse]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Geir]], [[Schara]], [[Auranar]], [[Fidget]]
|-
|
|[[When You Wish]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|June 14, 2023
|[[Nothing But A Stain]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[Study Buddies: Fundraising!]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Magpie]], [[Telamon]], [[Simony]], [[Verna]]
|-
|June 15, 2023
|[[Senyelistli means Family]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Geir]], [[Schara]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Fidget]] GM: [[Harkashan]]
|-
|
|[[Painting Prospects]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Simony]]
|-
|June 16, 2023
|[[Duel at Wuja Docar]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Geir]]
|-
|
|[[The Challenge of Fort Lancing Part 3]]
|[[Fidget]], [[Miril]], [[Schara]], [[Simony]], [[Tlanexhuani]], [[Warrick]], DM: [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 18, 2023
|[[Flying Gossip Demons]]
|[[Murder]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Dusty Chalice]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Warrick]] as Cynthia
|-
|
|[[Sunny Tea Time]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Dolan]], [[Andelena]]
|-
|June 19, 2023
|[[Fancy and Bloody Coffin]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Murder]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Bigger on the Inside]]
|[[Simony]], [[Telamon]], Cynthia (spoofed by [[Warrick]])
|-
|June 20, 2023
|[[Aza Answers]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Of Felwood and Demons]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Seldan]], DM: [[Whirlpool]]
|-
|
|[[No Need to Choose]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|June 22, 2023
|[[Mission for Friendship]]
|[[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Where'd They Go? Part 2]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Aryia]], [[Schara]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Catching Up on Chidea]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|June 23, 2023
|[[Steel and Hair Dye]]
|[[Simony]], [[Warrick]]
|-
|
|[[The Challenge of Fort Lancing Part 4]]
|[[Fidget]], [[Miril]], [[Schara]], [[Simony]], [[Tlanexhuani]], [[Warrick]], DM: [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 24, 2023
|[[Hunting The Spire - Part 1]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Lucy]], [[Carver]], [[Eztli]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]], DM: [[Whirlpool]]
|-
|
|[[And I Still Need To Get Dressed]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Donnelly Wedding Bash]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Harkashan]], [[Mikilos]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Tendrils of the Felwood, Part 1]]
|[[Crik]], [[Fidget]], [[Reithak]], [[Ous]], DM:[[Whirlpool]]
|-
|June 25, 2023
|[[Mortal Enough]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Forge and Spices]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Mikilos]], [[Schara]], [[Telamon]], '''DM''': [[Harkashan]]
|-
|
|[[Twenty Billion Questions]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[Looking for A Silverguard]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[A Little Help?]]
|[[Fidget]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|June 26, 2023
|[[Mending Promises]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Harkashan]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|
|[[The Cult of Piercing Light]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Garak]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], '''DM''': Telamon
|-
|June 27, 2023
|[[The Runaway Cart]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Crik]], [[Reithak]]
|-
|
|[[Art and Juice]]
|[[Simony]], [[Warrick]]
|-
|
|[[Starfall]]
|[[Telamon]] vignette
|-
|
|[[Jal'goroth's Prison]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|June 29, 2023
|[[Where'd They Go? Part 3]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Aryia]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[Nest Migration Notice]]
|[[Slixvah]] Vignette
|-
|June 30, 2023
|[[Stopping By]]
|[[Vaera]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[In Vino Praeposterus]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Gramarye]], [[Warrick]], DM: [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[In Rest]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Gramarye]], [[Warrick]]
|-
|
|[[Myrrish Children Stick Together]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|}

===July===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|July 2, 2023
|[[To the Downfall of Fiends]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Enemy of my Enemy]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 3, 2023
|[[Wisdom Without Age]]
|[[Simony]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[Minds of Pretenders]]
|[[Khepri]], [[Lavinia]], [[Lheo]], [[Reithak]], [[Theo]]
|-
|July 4, 2023
|[[600lb Baby]]
|[[Carver]], [[Reithak]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 5, 2023
|[[Black Whole Moon]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|July 6, 2023
|[[Goblin Trouble at the Library]]
|[[Fidget]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Post-Lunar Healing]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Death and Frescos]]
|[[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 7, 2023
|[[Belts and Resurrections]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|
|[[Kinly Meetings]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Zeke]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[Hunting the Spire (Part 2)]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Carver]], [[Eztli]], [[Fidget]], [[Harkashan]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|
|[[The New Home]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 8, 2023
|[[Forgotten Blood II - Sorrowful Emptiness]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Schara]], [[Carver]], [[Fidget]], '''DM''': [[Harkashan]]
|-
|
|[[A Soul's Request]]
|[[Aya]], [[Zeke]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|
|[[We're the hands of the Gods]]
|[[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 9, 2023
|[[Rebirth and Rejuvination]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Auranar]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Harkashan]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Towering Tea Time]]
|[[Simony]], [[Warrick]]
|-
|July 10, 2023
|[[Warfare Without Pontification]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Reithak]]
|-
|
|[[To a Job Well Done]]
|[[Magpie]], [[Simony]]
|-
|July 11, 2023
|[[Portside Underground]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]], [[Simony]], DM: [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Our Venerable House]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Little Man for Little Pixie]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 12, 2023
|[[A Cure For Hunger]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[A touch of Fashion and Fire]]
|[[Fidget]], [[Simony]]
|-
|July 13, 2023
|[[Hunger and Healing]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|
|[[Where'd They Go? Part 4]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Aryia]], [[Schara]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Snowcones and Pigments]]
|[[Ravenstongue|Cor'lana]], [[SImony]], [[Telamon]], [[Warrick]]
|-
|July 14th, 2023
|[[Mictlan Makari Meeting]]
|[[Seyardu]], [[Leirune|Rune]]. [[Rocky]], [[Un'eth]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[Counsel Sought Is Not Guaranteed]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Verna]]
|-
|July 15th, 2023
|[[Black Dog Bite]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|July 16th, 2023
|[[Forgotten Blood III - Prion Prison (Part 1)]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Andelena]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Schara]], '''DM''': [[Harkashan]]
|-
|
|[[Vision of a Padaryn Past]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 17th, 2023
|[[Following the Golden Thread]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]], [[Slixvah]] '''DM''': [[Riptide]]
|-
|July 18th, 2023
|[[Speaking with Daneira]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Date With a View]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Reithak]]
|-
|July 20, 2023
|[[Eggs-pedition]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Elisabeth]], [[Carver]], [[Schara]], [[Rune]], [[Harkashan]]
|-
| July 21, 2023
|[[Vagrant Tower - Spectral Labyrinth]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]], [[Eztli]], [[Elisabeth]] '''DM''': [[Subduction]]
|-
|
|[[Investigation of Ivyhold]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 23, 2023
|[[Forgotten Blood III - Prion Prison (Part 2)]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Andelena]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Schara]], [[Elisabeth du Leoncorte|Elisabeth]] '''DM''': [[Harkashan]]
|-
|
|[[Where'd They Go? Part 5]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Aryia]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[This Wretched Heat]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 24, 2023
|[[Tletepetl]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Ravenstongue]] '''DM''': [[Harkashan]]
|-
|
|[[Lunch and a Message]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Elisabeth du Leoncorte|Elisabeth]], [[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|July 25, 2023
|[[Weather and Family]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Complicated Solutions and Sandwiches]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[Need for Resistance]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Fidget]]
|-
|
|[[Gale's Inquiry]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[A Hard Lesson Learned]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|July 27, 2023
|[[Where To Belong]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|
|[[Into the Woods]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Harkashan]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Acedia]], GM: [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Family and Fae]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|July 28, 2023
|[[Gorilla Grilling]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Irshya]], [[Slixvah]], [[Telamon]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|
|[[Gale's Inquiry (Part 2)]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Where'd They Go? Part 6]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Aryia]], [[Schara]]
|-
|July 29, 20231
|[[Dwarf Fortress: Deeper Delve Part 2]]
|[[Carver]],[[Rocky]],[[Reithak]],[[Harkashan]], '''DM''': [[Subduction]]
|-
|July 30, 2023
|[[Forgotten Blood III - Prion Prison (Part 3)]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Andelena]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Schara]], '''DM''': [[Harkashan]]
|-
|July 31, 2023
|[[Protector of the Heart]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]]
|-
|
|[[Gale's Inquiry (Part 3)]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Confidence is Key]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|}

=== August ===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|August 1, 2023
|[[Portside Underground Part 2]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Slixvah]], GM [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Ogre-watch]]
|[[Carver]], [[Glasha]], [[Reithak]]
|-
|August 3, 2023
|[[Sunken Treasure and Guests on the Wing]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Simony]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|August 4, 2023
|[[Nest Migrations]]
|[[Carver]], [[Reithak]], [[Simony]], [[Slixvah]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 6, 2023
|[[Forgotten Blood III - Prion Prison (Part 4)]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Andelena]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Schara]], '''DM''': [[Harkashan]]
|-
|
|[[Faces on a Fresco]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Where'd They Go? Part 7]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Aryia]], [[Schara]]
|-
|August 7, 2023
|[[Tell two more]]
|[[Simony]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Werewolf Relocation Project]]
|[[Carver]], [[Dirk]], [[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Rune]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 8, 2023
|[[Party Soup]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Aprons and Winds]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Reithak]]
|-
|
|[[A Fresco Nearing Completion]]
|[[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[The Prodigious Mask]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Eztil]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Silmeria]]
|-
|August 9, 2023
|[[After-mask]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Contrary Mari, Part 1]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Seyardu]], [[Silmeria]]. DM: [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 10, 2023
|[[Birdy Beer Run]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[To Bear Fruit]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Fiend Like Me]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Harkashan]], [[Lokir]], [[Sabina]], [[Shin]]
|-
|
|[[Hypothetically Speaking]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Schara]]
|-
|August 11, 2023
|[[Brightest of Days]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Culix]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Hungry Like Something Else]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Andelena]], [[Harkashan]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Slixvah]], '''DM:''' [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Bloody Murder]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Rocky]], [[Eztli]], '''DM:''' [[Subduction]]
|-
|August 12, 2023
|[[Three Men, One Cave]]
|[[Lheo]], [[Theo]], [[Zerthos]]
|-
|August 13, 2023
|[[Genie Bride for Fiendish Eyes]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Apple Pie Apology]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[Family Portrait]]
|[[Simony]], [[Warrick]]
|-
|
|[[Where'd They Go? Part 8]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Aryia]], [[Schara]]
|-
|August 14, 2023
|[[Seat of Our Noble Line]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|August 15, 2023
|[[Tranquility is a Farce]]
|[[Simony]], [[Aryia]]
|-
|August 16, 2023
|[[The Dark Remains Dark]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[Forgotten Blood IV: Bloodflower]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Carver]], [[Gramarye]], [[Lokir]], [[Reithak]], '''DM''': [[Harkashan]]
|-
|
|[[Contrary Mari, Part 2]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Seyardu]], [[Silmeria]]. DM: [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 17, 2023
|[[Mandatory Sewer Level]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Gramayre]], [[Lokir]], [[Warrick]], [[Xasany]] DM: [[Fidget]]
|-
|August 18, 2023
|[[Daeusite Coat of Arms]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Seldan]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[Boiled Over]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Reithak]]
|-
|August 19, 2023
|[[Forge and Family Work]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|
|[[A Special Meaning]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[DF: Tavern Tales]]
|[[Crik]], [[Fidget]], [[Jacob]], [[Lokir]], [[Reithak]], [[Ulthan]]
|-
|August 20, 2023
|[[Alchemy and Healing]]
|[[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Things on Her Mind]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]]
|-
|
|[[Home for Father]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Gramarye]], [[Xasany]]
|-
|
|[[Exploding Crossbows]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Fidget]]
|-
|
|[[Smol Toast to Study Buddies]]
|[[Magpie]], [[Simony]]
|-
|August 21, 2023
|[[Pincered Gelhorn]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Culix]], [[Simony]], [[Kaj]]
|-
|
|[[Seat of Our Noble Line (Part 2)]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|August 22, 2023
|[[Summer Scramble - Part A]]
|[[Fidget]], [[Rune]], [[Eztli]], [[Magpie]], [[Jacob]], [[Lokir]]
|-
|
|[[Summer Scramble - Part B]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Murder]], [[Rhar]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|August 23, 2023
|[[Red and Black Checkers]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Door to Nowhere]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[The Temperance's Concern]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Simony]]
|-
|
|[[Spirits of Wind and Wave]]
|[[Cuemoni]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|August 24, 2023
|[[River Monster]]
|[[Culix]], [[Ezli]], [[Murder]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Pork and Spices]]
|[[Murder]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 25, 2023
|[[Vagrant Tower: Savage Garden]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Andelena]], [[Eztli]], [[Harkashan]], [[Slixvah]], '''DM''': [[Subduction]]
|-
|
|[[Bairn Be None]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|August 26, 2023
|[[Whip that Ribbon]]
|[[Kaj]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Fae and Arpeggios]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 27, 2023
|[[Compliments and Rotgut]]
|[[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[The Only Title That Matters]]
|[[Slixvah]] (as Jiranu), [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Where'd They Go? Part 9]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Aryia]], [[Schara]]
|-
|August 28, 2023
|[[High Priestess Aki]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Crik]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Schara]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|
|[[Seat of Our Noble Line (Part 3)]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Scars And Tattoos]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Of Songs and Healers]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Irshya]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|August 29, 2023
|[[Helps the Medicine Go Down]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[Tears of Hope]]
|[[Harkashan]]
|-
|
|[[Feels like Light]]
|[[Cuemoni]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[A Man Of Many Talents]]
|[[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Ten Brass Rings]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Schara]]
|-
|August 30, 2023
|[[Salmon Gildays]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Simony]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Songs and Strange Boxes]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|
|[[Door to Nowhere (Part 2)]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 31, 2023
|[[Three Pitchers Down]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|
|[[A braid, meditation and cards]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Simony]]
|-
|}

=== September ===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|September 1, 2023
|[[Living in a Story]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|September 2, 2023
|[[Iluiyotl iuixochimeh]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Cuemoni]], [[Harkashan]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Seyardu]], [[Sjach]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Seers Folly]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|
|[[TarRaCe gets a Glow Up]]
|[[Fidget]], [[Simony]]
|-
|September 4, 2023
|[[Message of the Moon]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Critias]]
|-
|September 5, 2023
|[[Meet and Griva]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Seldan]], [[Fidget]], [[Schara]], DM: [[Whirlpool]]
|-
|September 6, 2023
|[[Friend of Taara]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Eztli]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]]
|-
|September 7, 2023
|[[Painted Glass]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Cuemoni]]
|-
|
|[[The View From Up Here]]
|[[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Flat Fuss Keresday]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|September 8, 2023
|[[A Comely Seeming]]
|[[Fidget]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]]
|-
|
|[[Contrary Mari, Part 3]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Seyardu]], [[Silmeria]], DM: [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 9, 2023
|[[A Comely Seeming, Pt2]]
|[[Fidget]], [[Aelywn]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]]
|-
|September 10, 2023
|[[Tomato Or Potato]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Simony]], [[Ravenstongue]] (as Grandfather)
|-
|September 11, 2023
|[[Scrolling Thunder]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Simony]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|September 12, 2023
|[[Bird Is The Word]]
|[[Carver]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Simony]], [[Slixvah]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 13, 2023
|[[You Saw What?]]
|[[Crik]], [[Fidget]], [[Lheo]], [[Zerthos]], DM: [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 14, 2023
|[[Warped Flame - I]]
|[[Rune]], [[Vaera]], DM: [[Harkashan]]
|-
|
|[[A Historical Shrine]]
|[[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 15, 2023
|[[Contrary Mari, Part 4]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Seyardu]], [[Silmeria]]. DM: [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 17, 2023
|[[Cursed Ink Consultation]]
|[[Culix]], [[Simony]]
|-
|
|[[Hasty Lessons]]
|[[Carver]], [[Eztli]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 18, 2023
|[[Seat of Our Noble Line (Part 4)]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|September 19, 2023
|[[Dolan's Cat]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[In the Birbhouse]]
|[[Simony]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|September 20, 2023
|[[Wreath and Flames]]
|[[Culix]], [[Aryia]]
|-
|September 21, 2023
|[[Deceive the Deceiver]]
|[[Telamon]]
|-
|September 22, 2023
|[[Investigating Journalism]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Critias]], [[Culix]], [[Harkashan]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Slixvah]], DM: [[Eztli]]
|-
|
|[[Bleeding Heart]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Eztli]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Slixvah]], DM: [[Dirk]]
|-
|September 23, 2023
|[[A Comely Seeming, Part 3]]
|[[Fidget]], [[Rune]], [[Harkashan]], [[Aelwyn]], DM: [[Subduction]]
|-
|
|[[Sitting with Seldan]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|September 24, 2023
|[[Heavy Artillery Heartthrob]]
|[[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 25, 2023
|[[Werewolf Baby?]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Seat of Our Noble Line, Part 5]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|September 26, 2023
|[[Broken Bird]]
|[[Thoth]], [[Eztli]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Culix]]
|-
|
|[[A Resurrectionist's Visit, Part 1]]
|[[Thoth]], [[Fidget]], [[Ous]], [[Victor]]
|-
|September 27, 2023
|[[Patch Job]]
|[[Thoth]], [[Eztli]], [[Aryia]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|September 28, 2023
|[[As Coyote Laughs]]
|[[Lheo]]
|-
|September 29, 2023
|[[Dwarf Fortress: Deep Dig]]
|[[Crik]], [[Hilde]], [[Thoth]], [[Warrick]], DM: [[Subduction]]
|-
|
|[[Chasing the Lost Star]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Coyote Aftermath]]
|[[Lheo]], [[Zerthos]]
|-
|September 30, 2023
|[[Bird Repair]]
|[[Schara]], [[Thoth]]
|-
|
|[[The Sweetest Song]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Harkashan]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Iskandar]], [[Dolan]], [[Skielstregar]], DM: [[Riptide]]
|-
|}

=== October ===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|October 1, 2023
|[[Warped Flame - II]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Thurid]], [[Fidget]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Vaera]], DM: [[Harkashan]]
|-
|
|[[Return to the Mountain]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 2, 2023
|[[Paper Faces on Parade]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Critias]], [[Harkashan]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|
|[[Clearing Gunk]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[All is not Fine]]
|[[Lheo]], [[Theo]]
|-
|
|[[Seat of Our Noble Line (Part 6)]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|October 3, 2023
|[[Sharpening Cold Iron]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Slixvah]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[Meet and Leaf]]
|[[Tawyse]], [[Vrenskas]], [[Eirik]]
|-
|
|[[A Ressurrrectionist's Visit, Part 2]]
|[[Fidget]], [[Thoth]], [[Reithak]], [[Eirik]] - GM [[Whirlpool]]
|-
|
|[[Asking Aryia]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Benny-ficiary]]
|[[Lheo]], [[Theo]], [[Thoth]], [[Zelany]], [[Zerthos]]; GM: Telamon
|-
|October 5, 2023
|[[Coin of Destiny]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Dirk]], [[Warrick]] as Cynthia, [[Reithak]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[The Third Spire Part 6]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Sabina]]
|-
|
|[[What's Troubling Lheo]]
|[[Lheo]], [[Theo]], [[Zerthos]]
|-
|October 6, 2023
|[[A Talk About Zero]]
|[[Lheo]], [[Theo]]
|-
|
|[[A Test For Zero]]
|[[Theo]], [[Zerthos]]
|-
|
|[[Spirit of the Season]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Eztli]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]]
|-
|October 7, 2023
|[[Forgotten Blood V - Beneath The Stone]]
|[[Aelmeh]], [[Crik]], [[Reithak]], DM:[[Harkashan]]
|-
|
|[[Consulting Critias]]
|[[Critias]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[A Break for Mamaw]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Telamon]], [[Simony]]
|-
|October 8, 2023
|[[Warped Flame III]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Vaera]], [[Thurid]], [[Simony]], [[Fidget]], DM:[[Harkashan]]
|-
|
|[[Blood from Stone]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Critias]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 9, 2023
|[[Boiling Flowers]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Thoth]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Seat of Our Noble Line (Part 7)]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|October 10, 2023
|[[Spilt Tea]]
|[[Simony]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[A Resurrectionists Visit, Part 3]]
|[[Fidget]], [[Thoth]], [[Victor]], [[Reithak]], GM: [[Whirlpool]]
|-
|October 11, 2023
|[[Snakes and Birds]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Thoth]], [[Eirik]], [[Irshya]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|October 11, 2023
|[[Rhapsody in Blue]]
|[[Rune]], [[Harkashan]], [[Telamon]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Slixvah]], GM: [[Riptide]]
|-
|October 12, 2023
|[[Trouble in New Nikston]]
|[[Hilde]], [[Theo]], [[Tlanexhuani]], [[Zero]], GM: [[Thoth]]
|-
|
|[[Two atypical Goblins]]
|[[Culix]], [[Irshya]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Eirik]], [[Reithak]]
|-
|
|[[The Night's Kiss]]
|[[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 13, 2023
|[[Rock-it Crossbow]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Crik]]
|-
|
|[[A Haven For Goodly Folk]]
|[[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Spirit of the Season - II]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Eztli]], [[Rune]], [[Harkashan]], GM: Subduction
|-
|October 14, 2023
|[[Our Future]]
|[[Aya]], [[Daechir]]
|-
|
|[[Master Donnelly Advises]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Theo]]
|-
|
|[[Secrets of the Dancing Dragon]]
|[[Rune]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Harkashan]]
|-
|October 15, 2023
|[[Forgotten Blood V - Warped Dance Part 1]]
|[[Fidget]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Schara]], GM: [[Harkashan]]
|-
|
|[[Blood from Stone (Part 2)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 16, 2023
|[[Friends Against Mister Creepy]]
|[[Irshya]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[A Rivaling Answer]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Seat of Our Noble Line (Part 8)]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|October 17, 2023
|[[Voices of the Past]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Market Watch]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Critias]], [[Reithak]], [[Simony]]
|-
|
|[[A Resurrectionists Visit, Part 4]]
|[[Fidget]], [[Thoth]], [[Victor]], [[Reithak]], GM: [[Whirlpool]]
|-
|
|[[Well-Welcomed Anniversary]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 18, 2023
|[[Reintroductions]]
|[[Fidget]], [[Gramarye]], [[Pelka]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Thoth]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|
|[[Memory of Thee]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Thoth]], GM: [[Aftershock]]
|-
|
|[[A Potato Pancake Breakfast]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 19, 2023
|[[Crimson Feather Flock Together]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[After The Heist]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Arming Against the Corpse-Eater]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|October 20, 2023
|[[New Place, New Armory]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Cold Storage]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Schara]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Pumpkin Day Parade]]
|[[Thoth]], [[Crik]], [[Reithak]], [[Ulthan]], DM: [[Thurid]]
|-
|
|[[Girls' Night In]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Slixvah]], [[Simony]], [[Fidget]]
|-
|October 21, 2023
|[[Seen Through Anothers Eyes]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Two of a Kind]]
|[[Fidget]], GM: [[Aftershock]]
|-
|
|[[Meeting Honored Kin]]
|[[Cuemoni]], [[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|October 22, 2023
|[[Forgotten Blood V - Warped Dance]]
|[[Fidget]], [[Rune]], [[Aelywn]], [[Schara]], GM: [[Harkashan]]
|-
|
|[[Feathers to Dye For]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Reitah]], [[Simony]]
|-
|
|[[Seat of Our Noble Line (Part 9)]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|October 23, 2023
|[[Common Enemy]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Rune]]
|-
|
|[[A Resurrectionists Visit, Part 5]]
|[[Fidget]], [[Thoth]], [[Reithak]], [[???]], GM: [[Whirlpool]]
|-
|
|[[Walking On Air]]
|[[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 24, 2023
|[[Forgotten Puzzle Piece]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Verna]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|October 25, 2023
|[[Little Bird Surgery Service]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Simony]], [[Reithak]]
|-
|
|[[Talent Scouting]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Thoth]], [[Aya]]
|-
|October 26, 2023
|[[Last Call at Port]]
|[[Fidget]], [[Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Tlanexhuani]], GM: [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 27, 2023
|[[Stern Talking]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Gifts and Confessions]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|October 28, 2023
|[[Crimson Circus]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Aya]], [[Dolan]], [[Eztli]], [[Harkshan]], [[Murder]], [[Rune]]
|-
|October 29, 2023
|[[Cursed Memory]]
|[[Crik]], [[Irshya]], [[Mikilos]], [[Ulthan]]
|-
|
|[[Seat of Our Noble Line (Part 10)]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|October 30, 2023
|[[Smol Engines and Big Mysteries]]
|[[Crik]], [[Irshya]], [[Thoth]], [[Slixvah]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[Daeus's Work for Dolan]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[A Fistful of Potions]]
|[[Lheo]], [[Theo]], [[Warrick]], [[Thoth]], DM: [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 31, 2023
|[[Piece of Peace]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Verna]]
|-
|October 31, 2023
|[[Aerophobia And Alcoholism]]
|[[Thoth]], [[Gramarye]], DM: [[Aftershock]]
|-
|
|[[A Sleepover Without Names]]
|[[Fidget]], [[Simony]]
|-
|
|[[Don't Dance Til You Drop]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|}

=== November ===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|November 1, 2023
|[[Familial Debt]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Slixvah]], [[Murder]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[The Unknown Path]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Magpie]], [[Simony]]
|-
|
|[[The Dragon's Gift]]
|[[Telamon]]
|-
|November 3, 2023
|[[Vagrant Tower: Dimensional Orrery]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Rhar]], [[Seyardu]], DM:[[Thurid]]
|-
|
|[[The Unknown Path (Part 2)]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Magpie]], [[Simony]]
|-
|November 4, 2023
|[[Death from Above]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Eztli]], [[Rhar]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|November 5, 2023
|[[Forgotten Blood Finale - The Mountain]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Cuemoni]], [[Rune]], [[Schara]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Verna]], DM: [[Harkashan]]
|-
|
|[[Seat of Our Noble Line (Part 11)]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|November 6, 2023
|[[Of Vacations and Turncoats]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Imane]], [[Simony]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Dolan]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Star Witness]]
|[[Cuemoni]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|November 7, 2023
|[[Baked goods and new faces]]
|[[Liliana]], [[Simony]]
|-
|
|[[The Sunblade]]
|[[Skielstregar]], DM: [[Thoth]]
|-
|
|[[Ravener]]
|[[Verna]], [[Ulthan]], [[Aelwyn]], DM: [[Thoth]]
|-
|
|[[Deific Motivations]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Aryia]]
|-
|
|[[Post Surgery Birds]]
|[[Reithak]], [[Simony]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|November 8, 2023
|[[North South and West]]
|[[Verna]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Auranar]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[Fresh Berries and the Nature of Things]]
|[[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Flight of the Dragon]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Harkashan]]
|-
|November 9, 2023
|[[Jailhouse Visit]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Thoth]]
|-
|
|[[And None Returned]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Banana Bread, Always in Season]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Simony]]
|-
|
|[[Closure, Cuddles, and Diplomacy]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|November 10, 2023
|[[When Family Calls]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[A life for a life]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Simony]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[An Arm for Justice]]
|[[Schara]], [[Warrick]]
|-
|November 11, 2023
|[[Call for Corona]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Schara]]
|-
|November 12, 2023
|[[Seat of Our Noble Line (Part 12)]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|November 13, 2023
|[[Matters of the Soul]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Slixvah]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Phantom Thieves - Calling Card]]
|[[Thoth]], [[Warrick]], [[Carver]], [[Reithak]], GM: [[Fidget]]
|-
|November 14, 2023
|[[Vetting Threats]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Verna]]
|-
|November 15, 2023
|[[Song of Sorrow]]
|[[Thoth]], [[Gramarye]], [[Carver]], DM: [[Aftershock]]
|-
|
|[[Imprudent Imposter]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Reithak]], [[Simony]], [[Slixvah]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|November 16, 2023
|[[Evergreen Pilgrim]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Carver]], [[Gramarye]], [[Thoth]], GM: [[Telamon]]
|-
|November 17, 2023
|[[Staves, Spheres, and How to Break Them]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Murder, Robbery and Coffee]]
|[[Crik]], [[Warrick]], [[Murder]]
|-
|
|[[Raging Buck]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Murder]]
|-
|November 19, 2023
|[[Over Hot Cocoa and Tea]]
|[[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|November 21, 2023
|[[Take a Number]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Crik]], [[Reithak]]
|-
|
|[[Gob and Gab]]
|[[Murder]], [[Vrenskas]]
|-
|November 22, 2023
|[[No Fun In The Woods]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Magpie]], [[Victor]], [[Thoth]], GM: [[Whirlpool]]
|-
|November 24, 2023
|[[A Home and Hearth for Makari]]
|[[Cuemoni]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|November 25, 2023
|[[Village in Yellow]]
|[[Carver]], [[Reithak]], [[Tlanexhuani]], [[Ulthan]]
|-
|}

DF: Tavern Tales

2023-08-22T17:27:00Z

Ulthan: DF: Tavern Tales - Adventure log

<div style="padding:5px; background-color:#e7eaea;">
== Log Info ==
*Title: DF: Tavern Tales
*Emitter: Subduction
*Characters: Crik, Fidget, Jacob, Lokir, Reithak, Ulthan
*Place: The Dwarf Fortress
*Time: August 19th, 2023
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<pre>-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= The Players -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Crik 5m 5'8" 120 Lb Eaglefolk Male
A hunched over and dark feathered egalrin rogue
Fidget 2m 2'11" 29 Lb Goblin Female
A purple goblin in a layered, mismatched set of fancy clothes in myriad
Jacob 10m 6'2" 200 Lb Human Male
Tall man with serious eyes and a holy drive.
Lokir 45s 5'4" 140 Lb Wild Elf Male
Dark eyes, dark hair, and dark stubble. Pointed ears.
Reithak 4m 7'2" 132 Lb Eaglefolk Female
A light brown egalrin with red and blue accents.
Ulthan 0s 7'0" 250 Lb Human Male
Dusky, auburn-haired barn door masquerading as Dranei
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== ==
The Dwarven Fortress- called such, because despite the combined efforts of adventurers and scholars, none have discovered it's name just yet. Set into the foothills that sprawl out from the southern reaches of the Khazad Duin mountain ranges north of Alexandria, it was uncovered when a recent groundquake split the cliff face which its ancient stone doors had been buried behind for seeming centuries. The first waves of adventurers dispatched from the guild have already cleared the upper levels, and mapped a span of the central staircase, but the central spiral splits off into multiple directions some stories below ground.

Groups of adventurers have been dispatched to explore each of these winding paths, and today we follow one such group- issued a guild contract and offered transportation by coach or carriage, they find themselves met at the upper camp - less a camp, now, as it gradually metamorphoses into a bustling little village with a singular focus- supporting the ongoing archaeological and exploratory expeditions. They have a flophouse, a small smithy, a trader, even a priest of althea who has arrived to lend help with healing the wounded.

But shaking off the aches and dust of travel aside, the party have little time for pleasantries before they are assigned their mission. Handed a partial map, they are instructed to follow the directions upon it, descending countless steps, and to take the northwestern passage. It has been certified clear of traps and monsters up until that point, and lanterns have been hung for those without the Khazadi eyes for the dark, but beyond the landing nothing has yet been explored- that is where they come in.

It's been far too long since Jacob had been on an adventure... Dressed in armor and wearing his shield on his arm, the Serrielite Cleric joins this ragtag group of would-be heroes to this so-called Dwarven Fortress, his eyes search his environment. The other adventurers have cleared so much of the upper levels and did good work with some of the mappings and taking measurements of the geography of the space. "We must be very careful...there may be traps ahead, or some darkness waiting for us." He shakes his head softly, but at least he has some food on him in case they're in this place for longer than expected.

Ulthan stands tall, peering over the heads of the bustle and hustle of the support crews that all these research and expedition camps accrue. He then spots few familiar faces, faces he has seen on previous jaunts for the Explorers' Guild. He makes a brisk way towards his associates, but still mindful to not trample anyone underfoot, especially those too small to fend for themselves in the crowded space.

Crik did not mind delving into old ruins. One could say, he was quite made for it. Notebook in hand, restlessly scrawling, the hunched over corvid egalrin bopped ahead. "To be careful in a ruin invites a subtle disaster. A disaster of knowledge." He holds his beak open. That must have been a joke.

Of some sorts.

The corvid though, kept a wary eye for the traps, occasionally letting out frighteningly amused sounding croaks.

Lokir keeps his traveling cloak tight, so as to muffle any clink from his chain shirt and avoid snagging on loose rocks. From behind his cowl, sharp elven eyes peer out. In a free hand, he munches a carrot. In his other, a composite bow is held loosely. "Aye. As much as I love interesting architecture and a good history tale, a solid rule of thumb is to avoid touching traps, rotted timber, giant spiderwebs, deep wells, random bells, ancient chimes, or shaky foundations when off on an adventurous stroll."

It wasn't Reithak's first foray into the dwarven ruins, and it was uncertain just how much was left to be discovered. "Good thing Harkashan isn't here, I can hear him groaning at the thought of going down all those stairs again." The large egalrin laughs as she reads the map and listens to their directions.

"Oh, there are almost definitely traps ahead, if what I've seen passing by is anything to go by." Reithak nods. "Good thing we've got Crik here with us, but let’s not put him in too much danger, alright? Let's all be mindful of where we are and what we're stepping on as we go."

Fidget had tried to learn history from a book, and it had been insufferably dull for the goblin gifted of short attention span, so it's time to do something more practical and exciting and likely to explode.

So, when she'd heard about the plan to explore some ancient Dwarven ruins, no doubt haunted by the ghosts of ancient evil dwarves or something, she jumped at the chance.

Literally. The notice was posted at tall people height. And now it's posted at Fidget height with only a little damage from the relocation. Fixed!

"The darkness is probably a given. It is underground. Very little chance of getting a tan down here" Fidget remarks, trailing slightly behind and she looks at *all the things*, but her voice carries well in the echoing stairwells.

The large and blocky human snorts. "As long as Brother Hark doesn't end up riding a rope sling again, I don't think he would complain too much..." Although sounding jovial, Ulthan still makes sure he isn't the first one to step on any stones, nor pushes his head into anything hanging from the ceiling.

The central spire itself seems to have been carved into the bare stone- sandstone in the upper reaches, which gives way to granite bedrock. The steps are broad, but the ceilings fairly low- it is, after all, built to the requirements of the stocky folk. The spiral stairs seem to go on for age, much to the protest of strained calf muscles, but finally it does level out onto a landing. Their instructions are to explore the northwestern passage- and indeed, this landing sprawls out in each of the intercardinal directions.

The walls and floor carved out of the stone have been smoothed with meticulous precision- only marred by the occasional crack and fissure caused by the slow creaking of the earth over centuries. The northwestern passage is marked by an archway, with runes and depictions of events from forgotten history carved into them by artisan engravers long dead. The lanterns end here- no one living know what lays beyond.

GAME: Lokir rolls 1d20+1: (20)+1: 21
GAME: Ulthan rolls 1d20+2: (6)+2: 8
GAME: Jacob rolls Linguistics: (6)+6: 12
GAME: Reithak rolls linguistics: (6)+3: 9

Ulthan squints, half-hunched and with his face almost in the carvings, and then sighs. "I know I haven't been reading as much as I should... I make one word here, that's the same as modern, but I have no idea if it's significant to the rest of the wording here. This rune... " Po9inting with his sausage of a finger at one, "... this rune heree, is still used as mark for the word 'tavern', or rtaher, its Khazad equivalent."

"Agreed-" Jacob tells Reithak. "Though I must refrain from lacking caution. Knowledge is a grand gift, but...what's the common saying? 'Fuck around and find out?" Jacob flashes a toothy grin towards Crik. "But yes, the least danger we put Crik in the better."

He chuckles though as he hears reference of Harkashan. "My old friend /would not/ like these stairs at all. I pray he's well."

And so, they walk. The armor is heavy but like the others, Jacob is well-versed in long travel. The stairs go on for an age and they finally hit a platform. "Serriel be praised, those stairs go for forever." They arrive at the carvings and Jacob's eyes squint. "My Khazad is rather elementary, but... This one is 'Heroes'. Tgis one is 'Drink'...and as Ulthan had spoken...Tavern. Could have been a common meeting place, but like I said.. Nowhere near fluent enough to garner a clear meaning for me."

Lokir eyes the ruins and a small smile touches his lips. "I know this story. The panels here tell a story of The Great Underwar. An ancient war between fhe Khazad-Ur and Khazas-Aul, a war borne of grudge and strife whose consequences reverberated through the ages. The panel to the left depicts the fabled Kinskinning of Kurthric, an act of barbarism so vile that its veracity is still debated as to whether it was meant as allegory or truth. Then comes the Battle of Brothers, a clash that was rumored to set off minor earthquakes from its ferocity. The tales of both cultures speak of great loss and ultimately a hard-won victory--though no peace was ever signed..."

Crik stares at the runes and then he realizes, that he forgot his dwarven notebook. He opens up his cloak, then the second robe, then thumbs over the stringed together collection of notebooks - and lets out a surprised yelp. "Oh no, it must have fallen..." There's an immensely sad sound and droop of his head, as the corvid lets his head down. It lasts for a moment. "But everyone is looking after my feathers." He says with his beak open - it was something for a change to not get one's feathers pulled.

GAME: Fidget casts Comprehend Languages. Caster Level: 5 DC: 16

It was one of those times where Reithak was very happy to have semi-hollow bones. "Oh, I'm sure he's well, but, trust me, he wasn't a big fan of these stairs last time." She chuckles to Jacob and Fidget. "I know I'm joking a bit, but, don't take that for me not being careful working here. Just something to keep the spirits up, you know? Kind of like that place there. Figures a Tavern would be one of the words most unchanged in khazad dialect."

"Hey, it's alright Crik, we're getting paid well for this work, you can get some new books in town later, right?" The large egalrin consoles, patting Crik on the head, before stopping to listen to the explanation. "Khazad-ur were the ones who lived here, or at least, they had the vaults in the lower levels, here." The inquisitor considers. "Maybe we'll learn more here? They can't both be victors, after all, and this place has been uninhabited for a long time now, I reckon."

"Oh, it's history stuff?" Fidget sighs, "It had to be more words..." she says and begins weaving a spell that draws a circle in purple glowing lines in the air in front of her face and then fades, "Ghosts would have been more fun. Or traps. Though maybe this is a trap, a trap that makes you read old stuff." she takes a moment to skim over the runes.

She mumbles aloud as she reads, going over the things Lokir mentioned, "We vow to guard The Pass...like, a specific place called that", then "Heroes one and all, that sounds like us for sure! Come drink - well, we'll see if there's any left, I guess.", then "Oh, and it's called the Deep Vigil's Tavern." she finishes, "Sounds like probably no stabby traps, but who knows how seriously they took their oath to guard the place. Maybe we'll find some ghosts after all?"

Lokir nods and finishes his carrot. Out of his pack floats a potato...wearing a small battle helm. "Aye...ghosts, or perhaps a battlefield from ages long past. Or some fossilized ale...whatever it is, I'm sure it will make for a worthwhile story."

Past the archway, the carved and smoothed stone gives way to tile and brick. The floor is covered in deep blue slate- its glaze long since faded to dust, but its whirling marbled pattern still clear as day. The walls are hewn from blocks of marble, each as large as Fidget and many times as heavy, cladding the hewn rock beyond.

The passageway continues to the north for a ways, some forty feet, before the remains of a door separate the passage from what lays beyond. The remains, because the wood and iron of it has long since worn away, and all that remains is a rusty stain in the stone frame.

GAME: Fidget rolls perception: (3)+6: 9
GAME: Reithak rolls perception: (15)+13: 28
GAME: Crik rolls perception: (19)+11: 30
GAME: Lokir rolls perception: (5)+7: 12
GAME: Ulthan rolls perception: (14)+6: 20

Ulthan peers towards the former doorway. "I think it's been a long while since they had maintenance here... See the walls? Rusty remains of fixtures. They probably held lanterns up, since not all the visitors probably saw in the dark like cats..."

GAME: Jacob rolls Perception: (12)+6: 18

"But this one liked the cover." Crik tells Reithak with a completely innocuous look - then the cloaked egalrin is already moving up ahead, notebook in hand. He takes several pauses, eyeing up the walls and the ground, as they sketch the layout into their notebook - especially pausing to look at the holes in the walls.

"Interesting." Crik finally says, and then turns to look towards the rest of the group, expectantly. "Where are the cobwebs?" Tail bob.

"Could be for the visitors, could be for themselves, but you're right. Takes a long time for iron to just rust away into nothing, or someone got rid of what remained, at one point." The large egalrin considers. "But yeah, dwarves are real proud of their drink, you know? Might just have had the light so they could appreciate the color, or something like that. Just because people can live in complete darkness, doesn't mean they want to. A little demoralizing after a time, you know? Don't want that in a place designed to raise morals."

"Let's make sure this spot is clear of traps before we continue on if we can. Don't want the people coming after us getting caught off guard, after all."

GAME: Crik rolls perception+2: (5)+11+2: 18
GAME: Lokir casts Dancing Lights. Caster Level: 2 DC: 13
GAME: Fidget casts Detect Magic. Caster Level: 5 DC: 15

Lokir nods at the references to the lack of torches. Ahead of the party, four balls of light emerge and coalesce into a short, stocky...vaguely dwarf shaped glowing humanoid. It drifts ahead of the party a bit. "Our guide lights the way."

Progress down the passageway is slow, eyes peeled for shifting flagstones or hidden tripwires- it is almost a disappointment when there is no snick snick of hidden spikes or clatter of falling stones, but the group are able to creep their way to the end of the passage, where the doorway lays open absent its door.

Beyond is a great hall- three stories tall, its vaulted ceiling supported by pillars running either side of the center of the room. The center is taken up by a pool of ancient, fetid water- and there are spouts carved out of marble on the ceiling above, stained and dry. A fountain, perhaps? Or something like it. Whatever mechanism drove it is clearly no longer functioning.

On pedestals rising up from the dank pool are statues, in various states of disrepair, some of them fallen into the water below.

Of curious note is the fact there is almost no furniture to speak of in the room ahead- in the dim at the far end, there is a low wall, and a long stone table. But not even dusty scraps of wooden or even metal furniture remains- no benches, no chairs, no sconces or barrels or mugs. It is as though the place has been scoured of anything not made of natural earth. And yet, the dust lays thick and undisturbed on every surface.

Patches of the stone glisten with wetness, like as not from whatever vestiges of machinery once drove the fountain in the center of the room. It is not difficult to imagine its majesty when this was a bustling center of social life for the fortress. But it is even easier to imagine the long-gone ghosts of those that once made merry in these halls.

GAME: Reithak rolls knowledge/dungeoneering: (6)+6: 12
GAME: Lokir rolls 1d20+1: (17)+1: 18
GAME: Fidget rolls knowledge/dungeoneering: (20)+9: 29
GAME: Fidget rolls knowledge/history: (6)+9: 15
GAME: Reithak casts Light. Caster Level: 4 DC: 12

Reithak continues creeping behind Crik and the others, stopping after a moment to tap the gauntlet on their right hand, causing it to glow with a gentle, but bright light. The large egalrin does stop to look around, their brow lowering slightly. "This is odd though, isn't it? Even if they were there, there'd be remnants, right? Bits of powdered rust or shards of metal, wood would have a few splinters that the decomposing crawlies didn't eat completely. We've been through, and it doesn't look like there were any signs of looting, at least to my knowledge. The vaults were almost completely untouched even, save for all the lava in them."

"I'm not exactly sure how old this place is...but I don't think this could all be completely destroyed, even on the timescale a place like this must have been here. But some monsters eat stuff like this. Oozes mostly?" Fidget says, "So if you see something wobbling, it's probably not dessert." Fidget says suspiciously, eyeing around the room for anything that might not be part of the walls.

GAME: Lokir rolls perception: (6)+7: 13
GAME: Fidget rolls perception: (3)+6: 9
GAME: Crik rolls perception: (3)+11: 14

Ulthan , not being of the more inquiring mindset, focuses more of his attention to anywhere that a threat could come from, letting the curious ones puzzle through, although even he finds the lack of any remains unnerving. And it makes him reach for the pair of vials he has strapped onto a hoops on his broad leather cross belt.

GAME: Ulthan rolls perception: (7)+6: 13
GAME: Jacob rolls Perception: (4)+6: 10

They walk....and Jacob doesn't notice any traps.

Probably to his detriment. But he had heard Lokir's story about the Great Underwar, nodding sadly when the story reached its conclusion. "A great shame." He remarks to himself. Otherwise, he's quiet. He's trying to keep his eyes peeled as he keeps advancing forward. No doubt a darkness remains. But he keeps his eyes on his surroundings. "Wobbling...got it."

"It is strange." Crik agrees with a nod of his head. "Nothing to surprise in the dark." He affirms after looking around with his black eyes. He spent most of his looking staring at the notebook though - he knew his way around ruins, surely! "Oozes would be reasonable assumption."

The corvid peers at his notebook - then realizes the paper was upside down. "Or lava. Lava - burning down the house." Beak opens.

GAME: Reithak rolls perception: (8)+13: 21

<pre>
=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- ATTENTION -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

Subduction has dropped a TIMESTOP!
Please +init, then cease all roleplay and actions immediately and wait for Subduction to instruct you further. You may earn RPP by logging a scene for a GM.
For in-combat commands, type: +thelp.

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</pre>

GAME: Jacob refreshes spells.
GAME: Reithak rolls knowledge/dungeoneering+2: (11)+6+2: 19
GAME: Lokir rolls knowledge/ dungeoneering: (14)+5: 19
GAME: Reithak casts Bless. Caster Level: 4 DC: 13
GAME: Reithak rolls will: (1)+6: 7 (EPIC FAIL)
GAME: Subduction rolls 6: (5)+6: 11

Reithak pauses and raises their illuminated gauntlet up in front of them, squinting just a bit. "Liquid pools don't look like a normal shape, do they?" The egalrin considers, before turning and blinking at Fidget. She looks back to the pools of liquid. "Hey, Jacob, don't go stepping any further, that's a grey ooze!" They shout over to them. "Why the stones still here, can't dissolve it, but they'll eat through pretty much anything else, might even be psychically active!"

The egalrin reaches for the phoenix shaped necklace under their vest. "Inspire us to the heights you know we can reach, and we need only realize." the inquisitor almost whistles, filling the group with a modicum of divine strength. <Auran>

Though barely sentient, the puddle of greyish slime on the ground seems to at least recognize that its rudimentary ambush has failed- or at least, been sprung earlier than planned- if such a creature is capable of planning- when Reithak reacts to its presence. A sudden, wild wave of chaotic sensation and unfocused nonsensical thought washes over Reithak- their vision becomes a disorienting swirl of flashing colors, and the room spins as they struggle to form coherent thoughts let alone put them into action.

And even as Reithak's warning rings in Jacob's ears, the puddle comes up to meet his foot- a pseudopod extending from the amorphous blob attempts to latch onto his leg and pull him in, but he is already stepping away from it and the creature is too slow to catch him.

GAME: Subduction advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 22. It is now Lokir's turn! Reithak is next!
GAME: Lokir refreshes special ability pools.
GAME: Lokir spends ONE use of BARDIC PERFORMANCE.
GAME: Subduction advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 18. It is now Reithak's turn! Crik is next!
GAME: Reithak rolls 1d100: (64): 64
GAME: Subduction rolls 1d8+3: (3)+3: 6
GAME: Subduction advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 18. It is now Crik's turn! Jacob is next!

Lokir spies the grey ooze. "Steady, comrades. These grey oozes are things we can handle, but they eat metal weapons like candy. Just strike from afar or with the arcane, if we can. Or--perhaps they might fancy some sleep?"

Reithak was suddenly looking very unsteady on their feet, but that didn't stop them from springing into action. The large egalrin takes a big swing at the ooze in front of them, only to end up smashing themself in the side of the beak. "As if my head wasn't hurting enough already." The egalrin grumbles.

GAME: Crik rolls weapon2+1+2: (8)+7+1+2: 18
GAME: Crik rolls damage2+1: aliased to 1d4+0+1: (2)+0+1: 3
GAME: Subduction advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 16. It is now Jacob's turn! Ooze 2 is next!

Crik was too occupied to see all that strange happening besides him - but when he raises his beak he lets out a distinctly not-friendly sounding 'caw' and quickly spins away, small crossbow in hand. A bolt flies out and melts into the ooze - leaving nothing but memories of spent copper.

GAME: Subduction rolls 6: (4)+6: 10
GAME: Jacob casts Inflict Moderate Wounds. Caster Level: 5 DC: 15
GAME: Jacob rolls Weapon0+3: (19)+5+3: 27
GAME: Jacob rolls 2d8+5: (6)+5: 11
GAME: Jacob rolls Reflex: (9)+6: 15
GAME: Subduction rolls 1d6: (5): 5
GAME: Subduction advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 13. It is now Ooze 2's turn! Fidget is next!
GAME: Crik rolls will: (9)+3: 12
GAME: Fidget rolls knowledge/dungeoneering: (17)+9: 26

The ooze further back slowly undulates towards the group, its mucousy form slipping up over the lip of the fountain which it overhang and plopping wetly onto the flagstones. Another wave of raw psychic energy pulses forth from it, this bombarding Crik's mind with the random, barely formed thoughts of its rudimentary psyche.

Jacob's eyes immediately widen as Reithak calls out the warning. His body immediately tenses and he steps back immediately away from the ooze. As it tries to reach up to meet his foot, he manages to avoid the contact, moving away from what no doubt was acidic in nature. Though as soon as that happens, his hand stretches forward, touching the ooze in a grazing contact as necrotic energy floods through the ooze to harm it!

Though the contact burns his hand as he steps away with a wince. "Magic seems to work fine! Though the acid is a well-warning against magic that relies on touch."

GAME: Fidget casts Deep Slumber. Caster Level: 5 DC: 18
GAME: Subduction rolls -4: (12)++-4: 8
GAME: Subduction rolls -4: (8)++-4: 4
GAME: Subduction advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 9. It is now Fidget's turn! Ooze 1 is next!
GAME: Subduction advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 6. It is now Ooze 1's turn! Ulthan is next!
GAME: Subduction advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 5. It is now Ulthan's turn! Lokir is next!

"Ah!" Fidget exclaims in surprise as the puddles suddenly start moving, she'd assumed they were too small and too flat to be the ooze threat, and had been watching the fountains instead. She backpedals a couple of steps, and then a grin spreads over her face as she realizes that this is an opportunity to use the new thing she just learned. Big open room, things that need to get set on fire, seemingly nothing valuable around... oh wait.

She's remembering something from one of those books that were boring. She complains out loud, "Damnit! Oozes don't care about fire, or acid, or cold, they don't really have soft spots, either. But these ones... they're doing some kind of mind-magic? This might work..." she says, uncertainly, and swirls her finger in the air, mumbles some arcane words and snaps her fingers with the one clear word, "Sleep!"

Fidget is actually a little surprised, and delighted, that it worked. On both of them, even! "Yeah! Go Fidget!" she says and then adds, "They're sleeping, we can take them out carefully now. One at a time."

GAME: Ulthan rolls damage7: aliased to 1d6+3: (1)+3: 4
GAME: Ulthan rolls reflex: (2)+2: 4
GAME: Subduction rolls 1d6: (1): 1
GAME: NEW ROUND!
Subduction advances the initiative order.
Round Two - Init 22. It is now Lokir's turn! Reithak is next!
GAME: Subduction rolls 6: (19)+6: 25
GAME: Subduction rolls 1d8+2: (8)+2: 10

Moving slowly, after everyone has dispersed around him, Ulthan steps forward to slash the closest, sleeping ooze with his handaxe. The hit is easy, since the ooze is immobile, but as the acid splashes and the ooze stirs again, the big dranei mutters something about 'Acid always being bad for his equipment maintenance bill.'

GAME: Subduction advances the initiative order.
Round Two - Init 18. It is now Reithak's turn! Crik is next!
GAME: Reithak rolls 1d20+7+1+3: (18)+7+1+3: 29
GAME: Reithak rolls 1d10+3: (10)+3: 13
GAME: Subduction advances the initiative order.
Round Two - Init 18. It is now Crik's turn! Jacob is next!

Lokir takes careful aim from his...well-considered vantage point at the rear of the party. The arrow is loosed...THWAK! "Splash one! Keep up the pressure, comrades!"

GAME: Crik rolls weapon2+2+1: (11)+7+2+1: 21
GAME: Crik rolls damage2+1: aliased to 1d4+0+1: (3)+0+1: 4
GAME: Subduction advances the initiative order.
Round Two - Init 16. It is now Jacob's turn! Ooze 2 is next!

Crik, in the meanwhile, does Crik-Things. Or in this case, let out another bolt from his hand crossbow and attempts to meld into the background, as one does when faced with bundle of metal eating amoebas.

The large egalrin reaches for their rapier, only to stop and grumble some more at the way they seem to burn away everything that touches them. "Immune to fire as well? Gets more complicated, doesn't it." Reithak huffs as she pulls out her crossbow instead, this time sending a large bolt through one of the slimes, only for it to to vanish without a trace. Better that than their sword, at least.

GAME: Jacob casts Spiritual Weapon. Caster Level: 5 DC: 15
GAME: Subduction rolls 6: (13)+6: 19
GAME: Jacob rolls weapon2: (16)+5: 21
GAME: Jacob rolls 1d8+3: (2)+3: 5
GAME: Jacob rolls reflex: (14)+6: 20
GAME: Jacob rolls BAB+Wisdom: (11)+3+3: 17
GAME: Jacob rolls 1d8+2: (5)+2: 7
GAME: Subduction advances the initiative order.
Round Two - Init 13. It is now Ooze 2's turn! Fidget is next!
GAME: Subduction advances the initiative order.
Round Two - Init 9. It is now Fidget's turn! Ooze 1 is next!
GAME: Subduction advances the initiative order.
Round Two - Init 5. It is now Ulthan's turn! Lokir is next!

"Immune to fire..." Jacob's eyes narrow. "Well, that changes things..." Perhaps he had initially planned to use a fire-based spell, but alas it was not to be. Instead, while Jacob duels with this monstrous ooze, he draws his lance and holds it tight to his side as his other hand opens softly as radiant light forms into a weapon. The spiritual weapon and Jacob strike in tandem, plunging both weapons into the core of the beast, though Jacob is quick to withdraw his last before the acid could deteriorate it or worse - the acid struck back against him. The ooze melts into nothingness as it's destroyed and Jacob turns his head elsewhere, as if trying to see who needs help!

GAME: Ulthan rolls damage7+1: aliased to 1d6+3+1: (6)+3+1: 10
GAME: Ulthan rolls reflex: (7)+2: 9
GAME: Subduction rolls 1d6: (1): 1
GAME: NEW ROUND!
Subduction advances the initiative order.
Round Three - Init 22. It is now Lokir's turn! Reithak is next!
GAME: Fidget rolls 3d4+3: (7)+3: 10
GAME: Fidget casts Magic Missile. Caster Level: 5 DC: 16

Ulthan sees the ooze he hit before losing its shape, so he steps back and with a short run, slashes at the other one with a mighty hew, hitting solidly. But his axe is getting the worse of the wear, again.

"One down" Fidget cheers, and winds up another spell, squeezing the air with her fingertips into a tiny glowing point, then with a twist of the fingertips, the single point splits into three. She waits a second for Ulthan to get in position and take a swing at the dozing monster, then flicks her wrist and sends the darts streaking through the air after the blow, blasting tiny holes through the gelatinous mass as it wobbles from the axe-strike. The ooze looks to be sagging a little after the barrage.

GAME: Subduction rolls 6+2: (3)+6+2: 11
GAME: Subduction rolls 1d8+2: (3)+2: 5
GAME: Subduction advances the initiative order.
Round Three - Init 18. It is now Reithak's turn! Crik is next!
GAME: Reithak rolls 1d20+7+1+3: (13)+7+1+3: 24
GAME: Reithak rolls 1d10+1+2: (10)+1+2: 13
GAME: Subduction advances the initiative order.
Round Three - Init 18. It is now Crik's turn! Jacob is next!
GAME: Crik rolls weapon2+3: (8)+7+3: 18
GAME: Crik rolls damage2+1: aliased to 1d4+0+1: (3)+0+1: 4
GAME: Subduction advances the initiative order.
Round Three - Init 16. It is now Jacob's turn! Ooze 2 is next!

Crik sneaks around the wall and after seeing the ooze being battered by arrows, blades alike, joins into the fray - with yet another bolt off his tiny crossbow.

GAME: Jacob casts Cure Light Wounds. Caster Level: 5 DC: 14
GAME: Jacob rolls 1d8+5: (1)+5: 6
GAME: Jacob rolls BAB+Wisdom: (20)+3+3: 26

"Alright, just one more! Keep it up, everyone!" The egalrin shouts as the first ooze seems to break apart. The large egalrin racks their crossbow and loads it again with the attached mechanism, firing off another shot that pierces through the ooze.

GAME: Jacob rolls 1d8+2: (3)+2: 5
GAME: Subduction advances the initiative order.
Round Three - Init 13. It is now Ooze 2's turn! Fidget is next!
GAME: Subduction rolls 6: (9)+6: 15

After being put to sleep and then rudely awakened by being slashed and shot and blasted and chopped, the remaining Ooze wobbles blearily for a moment before it begins to slowly slither past Ulthan- towards the source of its unwelcome sleep. A spindly pseudopod, dripping acid, lunges out towards Ulthan in passing, but falls wide of the mark.

GAME: Subduction advances the initiative order.
Round Three - Init 9. It is now Fidget's turn! Ulthan is next!
GAME: Fidget used a Pearl of Power (1st).
GAME: Fidget rolls 3d4+3: (6)+3: 9
GAME: Subduction advances the initiative order.
Round Three - Init 5. It is now Ulthan's turn! Lokir is next!
GAME: Ulthan rolls attack7+1+1: (12)+attack7+1+1: 14

Lokir fires another arrow at the globby grey interlopers. It sails through the air straight and true, burying itself into the ooze and dissolving, its deed done. "Keep it up. No retreat!"

GAME: Ulthan rolls damage7+1: aliased to 1d6+3+1: (2)+3+1: 6
GAME: Ulthan rolls reflex: (4)+2: 6
GAME: Subduction rolls 1d6: (1): 1

Fidget notices the ooze sliding slightly closer to her, but doesn't worry about it for now, it's still way too far away to be a problem, instead she reaches into her pocket to find the small pearl that she can draw power from, and once again summons the points of light and darts them through the side of the creature, sending acidic splatter sizzling onto the floor behind it. "Hehe!" she cackles to herself as the creature wavers, and starts winding up her next spell

Ulthan smashes at the blob of ooze with dogged persistence of someone not used to backing up. With a strong slash, his handax slices the gummy shape of the ooze, and hitting the floor through, the axhead chips away badly but at least the ooze is done for, huzzah.

GAME: Subduction removes the timestop.

The last globs of the ooze quiver once more and then loose cohesion alltogether, becoming a slowly spreading patch of acidic, translucent slime on the stones underfoot. There is a tense moment, as adrenaline of battle runs high and the party prepare for more enemies- but none more come, at least for now.

Ulthan eyes his handax, and shrugs. It's a tool, it did its work, and more. But darn it, time to start carrying some disposable quarterstaff with him, it seems.

"Hey thanks, appreciate it!" The egalrin laughs as the healing runs it's course, and before they can load up another bolt, the second ooze falls, at least, fairly certainly. "Everyone holding up okay? Only reason I was hurt is myself, but those things burn you up something fierce. Careful moving farther ahead though, if there are any traps left with stone tiles, they might still be functional, hard to say, but rather safe than sorry, you know?" Reithak notes, pulling out the wooden case of remaining bolts, and replacing it with a fresh one from their jacket.

From behind one of the pillars, comes a familiar voice, "I am fine!" Crik calls out, then pulls out another notebook of his, making rapid sketches and notes.

Lokir glances at Ulthan's broken axe and hums a mournful tunr. "It gave itself so the party could live. But rest assured the smithy above can return it to your rightful side soon enough..."

With its slimy denizens dispatched, further exploring the tavern proves uneventful for the party- On the left side of the room is another long eaten door, that leads into what seems to be a latrine. Unremarkable but for one thing- the room is noticably warmer than the main chamber, and there is a scent of sulfur emanating from the commodes.

"I can fix that later if you come by my shop, Ulthan. Should be easy enough. And I have a club if you're desperate, but..." she looks up and down the tall, very tall, unreasonably tall human, "...it might be kind of like a toothpick if you hold it." and she laughs. "Unless you're good with a dragonspitter. That's not you-sized, but it's normal human sized."

GAME: Fidget rolls knowledge/nature: (4)+9: 13
GAME: Reithak rolls knowledge/nature: (19)+6: 25
GAME: Lokir rolls 1d20+1: (20)+1: 21

Ulthan shrugs as he stows his ax, carefully, in its loop on his belt, checking his dagger and then taking better grip on his big flail. "Oh, the ax is a tool, but I was worried about this Bear-breaker here... It's not as easy to repair or replace as a simple hatchet would be."

With the area looking already clear, Reithak continues on with the rest of the group. "Well, get it fixed regardless, it's cheaper than a new one, and seems like having spare gear is worth it anyways, if we run into more of those things." They consider. "Glad you're okay Crik, keep up.

The large egalrin stops, and pinches the bridge of their beak. "Well, I thought there might still be people here using the latrines somehow, but no, that's sulphur, not any animal or humanoid byproducts." Reithak notes. "Seems they hooked these up to one of the magma channels in the earth here, pretty smart if you ask me.

Crik tilts his head sideways, ignorant of the smell. Then he tilts it the other way. Finally, back to the other way, once mroe. "They are using lava for power. Plenty of uses for lava." After a moment, he adds, "Except when it begins to ooze."

The black egalrin's beak opens, before he moves along to explore the main room, sketching along.

Lokir nods. "Aye. There's an odor in the air of fire, heat, and liquid rock. We should watch out step--lest we topple a retaining wall that leads to a river of death.". Lokir pauses, glancing around the chamber. "Perhaps we sketch a map of our progress so far...even incremental knowledge is progress."

"Oh, so there's lava in here?" Fidget asks and walks over in that direction, making sure to avoid stepping in the sizzling pools of acid that were once foes. She peers into the room and looks around before stepping in just in case there's any unnoticed traps, or as Lokir suggested, crumbling floors, before trying to figure out if you can see the lava anywhere.

GAME: Fidget rolls perception: (14)+6: 20

"Its sacrifice will not be in vain." Jacob pats Ulthan softly on the shoulder while his eyes shift to look upon Lokir. "Are any of you injured?" He reaches to touch Reithak on the shoulder as healing magic floods into his being. "Saw you got a little bit hurt earlier, figure this might help." His Spiritual Weapon still floats solemnly in the air, waiting for its next order.

The other rooms, to the right, look to have been a kitchen and... something else. A pantry, maybe? Very little of either is left, save for stone counters and a long granite basin in the kitchen. Anything edible, as well as most things not generally considered edible, like cutlery, has long since been consumed by the oozes that squatted in this place. A shame for the archaeological team, to be certain- but there is still those carvings at the entryway, and the architecture itself- but very little in the way of artifacts remains.

"Yeah, that's okay though, only smacked myself around, and if I can't take a hit from myself, I've got a lot bigger problems." Reithak chuckles. "But thanks, better to be ready for anything else coming than not. I think this place is remarkably well maintained for the most part, but magma, well, it's magma. Nature is going to mess things up sooner or later without any maintenance, so we better be careful, I don't want my goose getting cooked, or any of yours."

Crik's notebook is filled with sketches by the time he is done scouring the place; plenty of copies of the most interesting looking engravings and architectural decisions. One must always know where to place the bomb. "Nothing interesting left... shape - a tavern?" The corvid offers, before jotting down a question mark. The notebook with its many folded papers disappears in an instant. "Any more pools that need stabbing?"

Fidget, with her head right over the toilet/hole, announces in an echoing voice, "Coooool. It goes way down there." And she fumbles around in her pocket and tosses a copper coin down, just to see how far down she can see the glimmer of metal go. "The repair would be free, by the way, since it only takes a couple minutes and it's a cantrip. Just lemme know a day in advance since I don't usually study that spell. Also, it gets you in the door, so you can see all the things you could buy, and you'll be swayed by that to spend much more money than on the repair." She laughs again, all still spoken into the shitter, giving her voice and laugh a booming quality.

"Looks to be some kind of eatery..." Jacob notes as he looks to the other rooms, a kitchen...a pantry...plenty of edibles rendered like dust from the passing of time and overgrown with mold most like. Though Reithak makes him chuckle. "Anytime. Least we know now. And thanks, we'll do the same for you my friend." He removes his hand from Reithak's shoulder and he hums softly. "Maybe the Tavern bit was literal..." He tells Crik with a slight shrug. "None that I can see, at the moment."

He turns to Fidget. "Fidget, could you perhaps not toss a copper coin down, we don't know what we might wake up that's sleeping down here!" He doesn't actually seem too worried about that. But he does keep his eyes ahead. "Good work everyone."

And with the tavern thoroughly explored, and no way forward discovered- aside from the exceedingly foolhardy option of climbing down an ancient latrine pit into lava- the group begin their return journey to report on their findings. And soon realize that as uncomfortable as the slog down the stairs was, they are going to need to climb back up again now.

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Ulthan: /* August */ DF: Tavern Tales

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==2023 Logs==
===January===
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|January 1, 2023
|[[Visiting the Folks (Part 2)]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]]
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|[[Laugh at Mistakes]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Verna]]
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|[[Everybody's Weird]]
|[[Schara]], [[Slixvah]], [[Patch]]
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|January 2, 2023
|[[Black Roses and Green Eyes]]
|[[Verna]]
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|January 2, 2023
|[[Build It Up]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
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|[[Killer Kitten]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
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|[[The Abominable Tela-Snowman]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
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|[[Something Borrowed]]
|[[Aya]], [[Dolan]], [[Fizzy]], [[Munch]], [[Zeke]]
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|[[Brothers and Worries]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]]
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|January 3, 2023
|[[Hunter's Introduction]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
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|[[First Coustomer Promotion]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Gramarye]]
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|[[Mother Dearest]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Patch]], [[Telamon]]
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|January 4, 2023
|[[Brother my Brother]]
|[[Andelena]]
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|[[Impromptu Interview]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Patch]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Lheo]], [[Theo]]
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|[[Tales of Tests]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Zeke]]
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|[[On The Edge Of Knowing]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Patch]], [[Telamon]]
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|[[A Planned Walk]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]]
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|January 5, 2023
|[[Bond of the Mind]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
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|January 6, 2023
|[[Workshop of Horrors]]
|[[Harshad]], [[Lucius]], [[Schara]], [[Warrick]], DM: [[Yaretzi]]
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|[[Verdict is Vengeance]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Nemori]], [[Mac-Big]]
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|January 7, 2023
|[[Everything Noodle]]
|[[Pirkko]], [[Warrick]], [[Lheo]], [[Theo]]
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|[[Calling for Communion]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Zeke]]
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|[[Gather in the Light]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Carver]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Garak]], [[Halani]], [[Mikilos]], [[Patch]], [[Verna]]
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|January 8, 2023
|[[The Way Forward]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Patch]], [[Verna]], [[Kaj]]
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|[[Taken in the Night]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Halani]], [[Lyme]]
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|[[Tea for Three]]
|[[Patch]], [[Slixvah]], [[Schara]]
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|[[No More Hiding]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
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|January 9, 2023
|[[The Rescuers]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
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|[[The Rescuers 2]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Auranar]], [[Dirk]], [[Patch]], [[Telamon]], [[Serene]], [[Verna]]
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|[[Dungeon in Dran (Part 4)]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]]
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|[[An Introduction to Demon Summoning]]
|[[Lucius]],[[Schara]], [[Xasany]]
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|[[For Want of a Name]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Venom]]
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|January 10, 2023
|[[Getting Takeout]]
|[[Irshya]], [[Pirkko]], [[Warrick]]
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|[[Dark Day]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Patch]], [[Serene]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
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|January 11, 2023
|[[Waiting Room]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
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|[[Return of the Fish]]
|[[Telamon]]
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|[[Make the Decision]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Zeke]]
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|January 12, 2023
|[[A Plot Is Formed]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
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|[[Awkward Aid]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]]
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|January 13, 2023
|[[Life Without Light]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
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|[[That One Talk]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
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|[[Taniths and Totems]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]]
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|[[Hospital Chat]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Schara]]
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|January 14, 2023
|[[Can I Have That Back?]]
|[[Verna]], [[Zeke]], [[Dolan]]
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|[[Ticked Off]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Nemori]], [[Razen]], [[Sora]]
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|[[Takeout Delivery]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Pirkko]]
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|[[Nobody's Home]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Auranar]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]]
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|[[Magic and 'Magic']]
|[[Inesse]], [[Fizzy]], [[Lucius]]
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|January 15, 2023
|[[Less Awkward Aid]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
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|[[Instruments of Destruction]]
|[[Patch]], [[Pelka]], [[Skielstregar]], DM: [[Telamon]]
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|January 16, 2023
|[[Payment for Services Rendered]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Schara]]
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|[[Dungeon in Dran (Part 5)]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Lyme]]
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|[[We Are Hunting]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Auranar]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]]
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|[[How Many Ways to Cook Fish]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
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|January 17, 2023
|[[Dreaming Again]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Zeke]]
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|[[Lean On Me]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Zeke]]
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|[[Fears and Forests]]
|[[Lucius]], [[Xasany]]
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|[[Facing Down the Nightmares]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
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|January 18, 2023
|[[Death in Dreamland]]
|[[Verna]]
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|[[Air Freight]]
|[[Inesse]], [[Telamon]]. [[Lucius]], [[Braith]], [[Fizzy]]
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|[[Meaning of Green]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Zeke]]
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|January 19, 2023
|[[Wedding Details]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
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|[[Weight of the World]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Seldan]]
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|January 20, 2023
|[[Dead Man Walking]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Zeke]]
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|[[Dropping in for a Bite]]
|[[Verna]], [[Aryia]]
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|[[Ask Me No Questions]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Zeke]]
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|[[Fancy Feast]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
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|January 21, 2023
|[[Chains that Bite]]
|[[Dolan]]
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|[[Laughing at Last]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Auranar]], [[Dolan]]
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|[[Memory Lane]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
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|January 22, 2023
|[[Days Like This]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Zeke]]
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|[[Troublesome Lexicon]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Seldan]]
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|January 23, 2023
|[[With A Flail Like This]]
|[[Kaj]], [[Razen]]
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|[[We Will Go]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
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|[[Malik in the House]]
|[[Malik]], [[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
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|[[Of Glass and Leather]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Patch]]
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|January 24, 2023
|[[Together Then]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
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|[[Dream March]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
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|[[Cabin in the Woods]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Verna]]
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|January 25, 2023
|[[Dresses for success]]
|[[Schara]], [[Slixvah]]
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|[[Reunion in the Gardens]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Aya]]
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|[[Quiet Quest]]
|[[Malik]], [[Seldan]]
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|January 26, 2023
|[[Do You Remember The Day]]
|[[Kira]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Dreaming of a Call]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Into Your Care]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Alabaster Assembly]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Lucius]], [[Patch]], [[Slixvah]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|January 27, 2023
|[[Telamon Pays A Visit]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|January 28, 2023
|[[A Nice Normal Chit Chat]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Auranar]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[A Not So Normal Chat]]
|[[Patch]], [[Malik]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|
|[[A Night Market Chat]]
|[[Lucius]], [[Niklas]]
|-
|
|[[Differences of Culture]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Inesse]], [[Schara]], [[Kira]]
|-
|January 29, 2023
|[[Possessive Update]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Guidance Ad-Dress-ed]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Andelena]]
|-
|
|[[In Union]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|January 30, 2023
|[[Red Tide]]
|[[Daniel]], [[Fizzy]], [[Lucius]], [[Magpie]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[Boots Were Made for Dreaming]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[After Boots]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|January 31, 2023
|[[Garden of the Future]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Stolen Honeycakes]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Taxing Studies]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Schara]]
|-
|}
===February ===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|February 1, 2023
|[[Karen and a Lunch Break]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Gramarye]]
|-
|
|[[Changing Names]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Weapon Made Manifest]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[A New Addition to the Family]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|February 2, 2023
|[[Proud And Tired Few]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|February 3, 2023
|[[The Vagrant Tower]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Crick]], [[Magpie]], [[Sloan]]
|-
|
|[[Free Drinks and Flirtations]]
|[[Malik]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Sloan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Dressed for Success]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Schara]], [[Kira]]
|-
|February 4, 2023
|[[In the Service of the Chalice]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Sloan]]
|-
|February 5, 2023
|[[Green Demon]]
|[[Carver]], [[Crik]], [[Fizzy]], [[Harshad]], [[Lucius]], [[Sloan]]
|-
|
|[[Memory to Memory]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Magpie]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|February 6, 2023
|[[Squid-ward]]
|[[Carver]], [[Nessa]], [[Zerthos]]
|-
|
|[[Flashback]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Magpie]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Guaranteed Protection]]
|[[Aya]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Schara]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Sunbeams]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|February 7, 2023
|[[Pinned for Greatness]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[A Secret Fitting]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[On the Move]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|February 8, 2023
|[[Icy Mistake]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Kira]]
|-
|
|[[Good Dreams Are Made Of This]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|
|[[Trouble for Swans]]
|[[Aurala]], [[Garak]], [[Rhar]], [[Seyardu]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|February 9, 2023
|[[Gifts for New Family]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[A Little Something Extra]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Divine Responsibility]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Schara]]
|-
|February 10, 2023
|[[The Vagrant Tower (Part 2)]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Carver]], [[Crick]], [[Magpie]], [[Sloan]]
|-
|
|[[First Blood]]
|[[Seldan]]
|-
|
|[[Cold Weather & Hot Cider]]
|[[Kira]], [[Patch]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|February 11, 2023
|[[Fools, Children, and Messages]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Forgotten Answers]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[You, Me, and the Knight]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Mystery for Swans]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Eztli]], [[Patch]], [[Razen]], [[Rocky]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|February 12, 2023
|[[Preliminary Siege]]
|[[Culix]], [[Khepri]], [[Schara]], [[Aelwyn]], DM: [[Aryia]]
|-
|
|[[Herbs for Swans]]
|[[Harshad]], [[Lucius]], [[Crik]], [[Magpie]], [[Lheo]]
|-
|
|[[I Dream of Seldan]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|February 13, 2023
|[[Snowed In]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Violence and Tea]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[And Really Good Eggs]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Sloan]], [[Verna]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Get Kraken]]
|[[Alba]], [[Kaj]], [[Kira]]
|-
|
|[[Feadril's Staff]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Obsession]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|February 14, 2023
|[[Swords to Plows]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Kira]]
|-
|
|[[Fear the Nothing I have Become]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Congratulations Are in Order]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|February 15, 2023
|[[Vanquish the Vast]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Overworking During Sick Days]]
|[[Schara]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|February 16, 2023
|[[Did Not Mean To Make Friends]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Lillianath]]
|-
|
|[[Two Brothers And A Bard]]
|[[Lheo]], [[Theo]], [[Zerthos]]
|-
|
|[[Arm-rest]]
|[[Schara]],[[Sloan]]
|-
|
|[[A Talk Cut Short]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|February 17, 2023
|[[Stewing On Assumptions]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Kira]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[Brother in His Light]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|February 18, 2023
|[[Kraken Kibble Korrection]]
|[[Kaj]], [[Kira]], [[Murder]]
|-
|
|[[Cloaks and Figurines]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Sloan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Surprises All Around]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Celebration]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Aryia]], [[Auranar]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Eztli]], [[Verna]]
|-
|February 19, 2023
|[[Scuffle & Stew]]
|[[Crik]], [[Iskandar]], [[Kaj]], [[Kira]], [[Murder]], [[Sloan]]
|-
|
|[[Out Of Whole Cloth]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|February 20, 2023
|[[Hugs for Kol]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Kira]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[The Last Sunset]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[A Fernwood Chance Encounter]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Sloan]]
|-
|February 21, 2023
|[[Meetings and Greetings]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Aya]], [[Ous]]
|-
|
|[[Wounded but will Heal]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Not a Cult Again]]
|[[Jacob]], [[Lheo]], [[Theo]], [[Warrick]], [[Zerthos]]; DM: Telamon
|-
|
|[[What Victory Brings]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Foggy Business]]
|[[Crik]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Murder]], [[Kaj]], [[Verna]]
|-
|February 22, 2023
|[[Offerings for a Pure Soul]]
|[[Schara]], [[Slixvah]], [[Verna]], [[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Unusual Reunions]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|
|[[To Steal Friendship]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Magpie]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Briefing: Animus the Ressurectionists and the Shards]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Aryia]], [[Carver]], [[Cesran]], [[Jacob]], [[Lucius]], [[Mikilos]], [[Ous]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|February 23, 2023
|[[Reunion to Remember]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|
|[[Fire and Food]]
|[[Jacob]], [[Harkashan]], [[Murder]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|February 24, 2023
|[[Respects]]
|[[Kaj]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Breakfast of Champions?]]
|[[Murder]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|
|[[I Will Be the Danger]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Sharks and Sharps]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[The Vagrant Tower (Part 3)]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Badu]], [[Crik]], [[Magpie]], [[Sloan]]
|-
|
|[[Shoulder of Giants]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Murder]]
|-
|
|[[Blue Scale Blues]]
|[[Tlanexhuani]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Too Many Wrongs]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Auranar]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|February 25, 2023
|[[Working for the Man]]
|[[Crik]], [[Dirk]], [[Iskandar]], [[Jacob]], [[Lucius]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Alexandria Acclimation 101]]
|[[Harkashan]],[[Seyardu]]
|-
|
|[[Three Friends and One Small Cat]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Hall Pass]]
|[[Schara]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|
|[[Hunters and Crafters]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Murder]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|February 26, 2023
|[[Sunshine, At Last]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Verna]], [[Jacob]]
|-
|
|[[Much Ado About Pothy]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|February 27, 2023
|[[Soaking Up Sun]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|
|[[Seeking Maksur]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|
|[[To Bring More Than a Message]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|
|[[Once Called Home]]
|[[Zeke]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|
|[[New Player In Town]]
|[[Badu]], [[Harshad]], [[Schara]], [[Warrick]]
|-
|February 28, 2023
|[[Over Loaves of Bread]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Curse of the Amber Thorn]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Jacob]], [[Lucius]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Sloan]]
|-
|
|[[Crossbow Training Crossing]]
|[[Schara]], [[Tlanexhuani]],[[Warrick]]
|-
|}
===March===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|March 1, 2023
|[[Enemy Encampment]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Jacob]], [[Ous]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|March 2, 2023
|[[Just a little Talk]]
|[[Tlanexhuani]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Bridge Banter]]
|[[Culix]], [[Simony]]
|-
|
|[[Another Fae Blessing]]
|[[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Those Who Walk With Death]]
|[[Jacob]], [[Sloan]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|
|[[Trying Not to Drown]]
|[[Schara]], [[Warrick]], [[Verna]]
|-
|March 3, 2023
|[[Mother My Mother]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Seldan]], [[Tlanexhuani]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Tending Kin]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|
|[[The Vagrant Tower (Part 4)]]
|[[Crik]], [[Jacob]], [[Magpie]], [[Simony]], [[Sloan]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|
|[[The People We Need]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|March 4, 2023
|[[Recovery and Rest]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Tlanexhuani]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Traveling Companions]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|
|[[Leaving Mictlan]]
|[[Geir]], [[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Briefing: Who's Dominion Is It Anyways]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]], [[Iskandar]], [[Jacob]], [[Malik]], [[Mikilos]], [[Schara]], [[Seldan]], [[Zeke]], DM: [[Whirlpool]]
|-
|
|[[More Days With You]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Spring Is Here]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Irshya]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|March 5, 2023
|[[Shadows and Gobbers]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Irshya]], [[Culix]]
|-
|
|[[All in the Family]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Ragey Misunderstanding]]
|[[Murder]]. [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[A Sewer Taste]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Harkashan]], [[Ous]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|March 6, 2023
|[[Crimson Wolf]]
|[[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Death Experiences and Friends]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Harkashan]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|
|[[Enemy Encampment (Part 2)]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Jacob]], [[Ous]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|March 7, 2023
|[[Farmer In Need]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Harkashan]], [[Jacob]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|
|[[Two Rage or Not to Rage]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Murder]]
|-
|
|[[The Price Paid for Knowledge]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[A Story in TarRaCe]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Jacob]], [[Schara]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|March 8, 2023
|[[Lick of Flame]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Stubborn Shade]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Rest and Relaxation]]
|[[Jacob]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[Compellation of the Eternal]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Harkashan]], [[Magpie]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Replacement Coils]]
|[[Schara]], [[Warrick]]
|-
|March 9, 2023
|[[Serving in TarRaCe]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Harkashan]], [[Irshya]], [[Schara]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[All Continue]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|
|[[Stealing Albus]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|
|[[The Rain Is Clearing]]
|[[Cuemoni]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[To Catch A Shark]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Of Travels And Lost Friends]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[A Lesson in Dreaming]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|March 10, 2023
|[[Kin Filled Gardens]]
|[[Cuemoni]], [[Geir]], [[Tlanexhuani]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[Worth its Weight in Words]]
|[[Geir]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[If You Can See Me]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[A Forest's Renewal]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Cloying Shadows]]
|[[Culix]], [[Aryia]]
|-
|March 11, 2023
|[[One Windy Day]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Book of Three]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Harkashan]], [[Jacob]], [[Mikilos]], [[Ous]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|
|[[Briefing: On the Felwood]]
|[[Iskander]], [[Lucius]], [[Munch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|March 12, 2023
|[[Magpie Faces The Music]]
|[[Magpie]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]], [[Simony]]
|-
|
|[[A Run in with Old 'Friends']]
|[[Jacob]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|
|[[Scrolls, Spells, and Plans]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Catchup Over Pie]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|March 13, 2023
|[[Fishing for Sharks]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Rooftop Training]]
|[[Culix]], [[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Murder]]
|-
|
|[[A Library Encounter]]
|[[Lucius]], [[Simony]]
|-
|
|[[The Familiar Questions]]
|[[Jacob]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|March 14, 2023
|[[A Magical Demonstration]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Warrick]], [[Magpie]], [[Schara]], [[Verna]]
|-
|March 15, 2023
|[[Blunted Order]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Ous]], [[Verna]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[Do as the Softskins Do]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Cuemoni]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Un'eth]]
|-
|
|[[Observations at the Observatory]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|March 16, 2023
|[[Comparing Bloodlines]]
|[[Murder]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[Sharing a Meal]]
|[[Cuemoni]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Strong Arms]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Schara]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|March 17, 2023
|[[The Vagrant Tower Returns]]
|[[Crik]], [[Pelka]], [[Simony]], [[Slixvah]], [[Sloan]], [[Ulthan]], DM: [[Subduction]]
|-
|
|[[Coil Swap]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[Honor the Blade]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[If the Shoe Fits]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|March 18, 2023
|[[Arcane Bonds]]
|[[Cassia]], [[Zelany]]
|-
|
|[[Albus Answers]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|
|[[New Fiance]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Mikilos]], [[Schara]], [[Verna]]
|-
|-
|
|[[Circling the Fel]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Jacob]], [[Lucius]], [[Ous]], DM: [[Whirlpool]]
|-
|March 19, 2023
|[[Healing of the Mind]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[With Fiends Like These...]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Schara]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
||[[Bandit? No, just Murder!]]
|[[Culix]], [[Murder]]
|-
|March 20, 2023
|[[Sketched Angel]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Simony]], [[Crik]]
|-
|
|[[Under the Mountain]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Jacob]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|March 21, 2023
|[[Practice in the Colosseum]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Lucius]], [[Simony]]
|-
|
||[[Small Crafts]]
|[[Tlanexhuani]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[The Chills a Devil Leaves]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|March 22, 2023
|[[Spell Eater]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Murder]]
|-
|
|[[A Visitor Or Two]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Vices and Herbs]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Ous]], [[Simony]]
|-
|
|[[Snare for the Wolf]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Skipping Stones]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[Wedding Traditions]]
|[[Dolan]],[[Ous]],[[Simony]]
|-
|March 23, 2023
|[[The Lost Book]]
|[[Aelmeh]], [[Ous]], [[Simony]], [[Warrick]], DM: [[Telamon]]
|-
|March 24, 2023
|[[Language Exchange]]
|[[Simony]], [[Warrick]]
|-
|
|[[Custom Fittings]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[A Castle for His Queen]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|March 24, 2023
|[[The Words In Between]]
|[[Sabina]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|March 25, 2023
|[[Checking In]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Cluix]], [[Lheo]], [[Schara]], [[Theo]], [[Ulthan]]
|-
|
|[[The Yellow-Throated Raven]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[An Odd Gem]]
|[[Fizzy]], [[Lucius]], [[Sedev]], [[Simony]], DM: [[Whirlpool]]
|-
|March 26, 2023
|[[Midnight Snack]]
|[[Simony]], [[Tlanexhuani]], [[Huian]], [[Warrick]], [[Khepri]], [[Sedev]], [[Jacob]], DM: [[Landslide]]
|-
|March 27, 2023
|[[One Person to the World]]
|[[Simony]], [[Warrick]]
|-
|
|[[Bloodbroth and Packages]]
|[[Un'eth]], [[Harkashan]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[A Brisk Brawl]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Kaj]]
|-
|
|[[Wolf Cries to The Moon]]
|[[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[In The Fairy Circle]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[V And The Mountain]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]], [[Simony]], [[Ous]], [[Harkashan]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Magpie]], [[Dirk]]
|-
|March 28, 2023
|[[No Pain No Gain]]
|[[Telamon]]
|-
|March 29, 2023
|[[A Friend in Need]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[My Starborn King]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Silmeria]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[The Raven Army]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Harkashan]], [[Ous]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|March 30, 2023
|[[Inside Your Head]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Never Safe]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[The Lost Book Part 2]]
|[[Aelmeh]], [[Ous]], [[Simony]], [[Warrick]], DM: [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Shared Trauma]]
|[[Jacob]], [[Dolan]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]]
|-
|
|[[Meaning of Strength]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[A Reading of the Crimson Pen]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Jacob]], [[Murder]], [[Schara]], [[Seldan]], GM: [[Whirlpool]]
|-
|March 31, 2023
|[[The Dawn Before the Night]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[A Curse Defied]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Tag Team Hunt]]
|[[Murder]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|}
===April===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|April 1, 2023
|[[Plans are Born]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Checking In (Part 2)]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Cluix]], [[Lheo]], [[Schara]], [[Theo]], [[Ulthan]]
|-
|
|[[Half-Sil, Whole Conviction]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 2, 2023
|[[Artistic Rendering]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Harkashan]], [[Simony]]
|-
|
|[[Memories and Horses]]
|[[Jacob]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|
|[[The Burdens Between Us]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|
|[[Heroes and Merctalk]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Simony]]
|-
|
|[[What is in a Red Book Anyhow]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[Checking in on Grandfather]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Telamon]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Verna]]
|-
|April 3, 2023
|[[Lunch Rush]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Irshya]], [[Slixvah]], [[Ous]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[The Lost Book Part 3]]
|[[Aelmeh]], [[Ous]], [[Simony]], [[Warrick]], DM: [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[The Silence And The Fog]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[A Sword for a Mother]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|April 4, 2023
|[[Birds of a Feather]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Visions of Hell]]
|[[Aya]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[New Friends]]
|[[Aelmeh]], [[Huian]], [[Simony]]
|-
|April 5, 2023
|[[Three is Company]]
|[[Lheo]], [[Theo]], [[Zerthos]]
|-
|
|[[Seat and Royalty]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[Palisade in the Mists]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Murder]]
|-
|
|[[The Mourner's Chill]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Visions of Hell (Part 2)]]
|[[Aya]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|April 6, 2023
|[[Welcome Home]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Ale at the Fernwood]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Aya]], [[Murder]], [[Lucius]]
|-
|
|[[A Bet is a Bet]]
|[[Jacob]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|
|[[A Curse Denied]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Shambling Jungle]]
|[[Hilde]], [[Schara]], [[Simony]], [[Jacob]], [[Tlanexhauni]], [[Huian]], [[Leirune|Rune]], DM: [[Harkashan]]
|-
|
|[[Reunion of the Heart]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Going Home]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[A Reading of the Crimson Pen Part 2]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Murder]], [[Schara]], [[Seldan]], GM: [[Whirlpool]]
|-
|April 7, 2023
|[[We, Not I]]
|[[Aya]], [[Aryia]]
|-
|
|[[Study Knights Assemble!]]
|[[Verna]], [[Magpie]], [[Dolan]], [[Andelena]]
|-
|
|[[Language Learning]]
|[[Schara]], [[Simony]]
|-
|
|[[Blood, Pain and Undeath]]
|[[Murder]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[The Man to Help]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 8, 2023
|[[Where The Monsters Are]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Aya]], [[Daechir]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Follow-up Investigation]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[The Sword and the Scrolls]]
|[[Aelmeh]], [[Huian]]
|-
|
|[[A Gathering at the Arcanist's]]
|[[Crik]], [[Garak]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]], [[Simony]]
|-
|
|[[Reclamation]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|April 9, 2023
|[[Pastries and Stolen Faces]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Dirk]], [[Simony]], [[Warrick]], [[Aya]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|April 10, 2023
|[[Relations and Toast]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Verna]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[The Lost Book Epilogue]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Ous]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Opal-Mancy]]
|[[Arion]], [[Harkashan]], [[Huian]], [[Jacob]], [[Lucius]], [[Ous]]
|-
|April 11, 2023
|[[Diving into Backstory]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Huian]]
|-
|
|[[Of Axes and Family]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Ous]], [[Simony]]
|-
|
|[[Friends not Food]]
|[[Lheo]], [[Theo]], [[Zerthos]]
|-
|April 12, 2023
|[[Count to Ten]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Simony]]
|-
|
|[[Silver King]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Would-be Thieves and Sales Pitches]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Telamon]], [[Schara]], [[Alaryn]]
|-
|
|[[A Prepared Poet]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|April 13, 2023
|[[Against Protocol]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Simony]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[Commune-al Support]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|April 14, 2023
|[[A Monk Meeting]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Simony]]
|-
|
|[[The Found Book]]
|[[Magpie]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Strike It Down]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Dirk]], [[Lysa]], [[Pelka]], [[Murder]], '''DM:''' Whirlpool
|-
|April 15, 2023
|[[A Lesson in Tracking]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Jacob]], [[Critias]]
|-
|April 16, 2023
|[[Nowhere Is Safe]]
|[[Aya]], [[Carver]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Schara]], [[Seldan]], [[Simony]]
|-
|
|[[Meeting at the Residence]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Disguises and Guises]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Schara]], [[Simony]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|April 17, 2023
|[[Threads of Lore and Stories]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Mending, Healing, And Sharing Words]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Dryad Dilemma]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]], [[Simony]], [[Warrick]], [[Arion]], [[Ous]], DM: [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Happy Pictures]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[To The Devil's End]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Critias]], [[Dolan]], [[Jacob]], [[Magpie]], [[Simony]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Akorinil's Safehouse]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Schara]]
|-
|April 18, 2023
|[[Axe over Dagger]]
|[[Ous]], [[Warrick]], [[Simony]]
|-
|
|[[Go Away]]
|[[Aya]], [[Daechir]]
|-
|
|[[Auranar's Vengeance]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[What Does Not Die]]
|[[Asphodel]], [[Harkashan]], [[Huian]], [[Jacob]], [[Ous]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|April 19, 2023
|[[Evening Discussions]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[Fire in the Gardens]]
|[[Asphodel]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Simony]]
|-
|
|[[Pink Hair and Green Dogs]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Ous]], [[Verna]], [[Warrick]]
|-
|
|[[Comfort from a Friend]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[In the Wolf's Wake]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Blades and Strawberries|Blades, Fire and Strawberries]]
|[[Lucius]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[A dog, beer and an apology]]
|[[Lysa]], [[Ous]], [[Simony]]
|-
|April 20, 2023
|[[A Parle on Strange Happenings]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Jacob]], [[Ous]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Reaching Daed]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Daechir]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[The Lord's Ears]]
|[[Alba]], [[Rhar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seyardu]] '''DM:'''[[Telamon]]
|-
|April 21, 2023
|[[Punchy McPunch Camp]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Simony]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Glaive Insights]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Breathless in the Market District]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Asphodel]], [[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Carver]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[Demons, Cultists and Werewolves, Oh MY]]
|[[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[To Dream in Black and White]]
|[[Aya]], [[Telamon]], [[Seldan]], [[Asphodel]]
|-
|April 22, 2023
|[[A Spire in the Night (Group 2)]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Harkashan]], [[Lucius]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Visten]]
|-
|
|[[A Spire in the Night (Group 1)]]
|[[Carver]], [[Huian]], [[Ulthan]], [[Asphodel]], [[Aelmeh]]
|-
|April 23, 2023
|[[Plans for a Demon's Ending Over Wine]]
|[[Aya]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Cave Lurkers]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Harkashan]], [[Khepri]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Tlanexhuani]]
|-
|
|[[Regarding the Father of Time]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Simony]]
|-
|April 24, 2023
|[[Meditative Threads]]
|[[Aya]], [[Aryia]], [[Sloan]], [[Huian]], [[Asphodel]]
|-
|
|[[Two rogues and a Tour]]
|[[Crik]], [[Simony]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Play the Cards]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysa]]
|-
|April 25, 2023
|[[A Brief Stroll]]
|[[Critias]], [[Asphodel]]
|-
|April 26, 2023
|[[The Fighting Pit]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Schara]], [[Aelmeh]], [[Jacob]], [[Asphodel]], [[Huian]], '''DM:''' [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|
|[[Play the Cards (Part 2)]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysa]]
|-
|April 27, 2023
|[[Ale and Mimics]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[Fishing in the Rain]]
|[[Irshya]], [[Asphodel]]
|-
|
|[[Market Daze]]
|[[Alaryn]], [[Harkashan]], [[Asphodel]], [[Ous]], [[Sloan]]
|-
|
|[[Post-Fiend Checkup]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysa]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[A Stony Countenance]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysa]], [[Murder]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|April 28, 2023
|[[Theory and Application]]
|[[Verna]], [[Asphodel]]
|-
|
|[[Reaching Out]]
|[[Aya]], [[Daechir]]
|-
|
|[[Lady Who?]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Iskandar]], [[Slixvah]], [[Asphodel]]
|-
|
|[[Red Pothy and Totem Talk]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ous]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|April 29, 2023
|[[Weapons and Inventions]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Alaryn]]
|-
|
|[[Demons and Fey talk]]
|[[Critias]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Aspire to Nothing (Group 2)]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Harkashan]], [[Fidget]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Ulthan]]
|-
|
|[[Night Sky]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Daechir]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|April 30, 2023
|[[Face Things Together]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]]
|-
|
|[[From smiths to demons]]
|[[Huian]], [[Mikilos]], [[Simony]]
|-
|
|[[The Rook and His Revelations]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Gobbos in the Water]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Fidget]]
|-
|
|[[Visiting the Blacksmith]]
|[[Huian]], [[Mikilos]], [[Simony]]
|-
|}

===May===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|May 1, 2023
|[[An Observational Conversation]]
|[[Asphodel]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Catching Up, Part 1]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Asphodel]]
|-
|
|[[A new Drinker]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Simony]], [[Warrick]]
|-
|
|[[Shambling Jungle II]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Choler]], [[Schara]], [[Asphodel]], [[Huian]], '''DM:''' [[Harkashan]]
|-
|
|[[Trail to Charn]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Critias]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Lunch Interrupted]]
|[[Magpie]], [[Simony]]
|-
|May 2, 2023
|[[No Gilded Cages]]
|[[Asphodel]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Landscape or Portrait]]
|[[Simony]], [[Slixvah]], [[Crik]], [[Reithak]]
|-
|
|[[Made Maid]]
|[[Asphodel]], [[Carver]], [[Harkashan]], [[Huian]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[(Not So) Helpful Pixies]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[In Defense]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Carver]], [[Dolan]], [[Harkashan]], [[Magpie]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|May 3, 2023
|[[A Drink Between Friends]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[Becoming a Rider]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Lucius]]
|-
|
|[[Quiet Daeusites]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Three Things Bothering Rune]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Jacob]]
|-
|May 4, 2023
|[[The Circle Underneath]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|
|[[His Dark Crown]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Night Monsters]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Alaryn]], [[Eztli]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Murder]], [[Skielstregar]], DM: [[Riptide]]
|-
|May 5, 2023
|[[Clash of Polearms]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[Separation of Memories]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Reithak]], [[Xasany]]
|-
|
|[[Catching Up Carrough]]
|[[Asphodel]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[I Am Glitter, I Am Gloam]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]], [[Telamon]], [[Mikilos]], [[Fidget]], [[Slixvah]], [[Asphodel]]
|-
|
|[[Undercity News]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Simony]]
|-
|
|[[Mead and Magic Swords]]
|[[Aelmeh, Huian]]
|-
|May 6, 2023
|[[Don't Poke the Silver One]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Murder]]
|-
|
|[[Early Bird Gets the Rumor]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Reithak]]
|-
|
|[[A Few Questions More]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Searching for a Key]]
|[[Fidget]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]], [[Reithak]], [[Aelmeh]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Jacob]], [[Huian]]
|-
|May 7, 2023
|[[Much Ado About Misha]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Save the Flame]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|May 8, 2023
|[[Scuttlebutt Says]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Sloan]], [[Asphodel]]
|-
|
|[[Request for Songs of Sorrow]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Alaryn]], [[Aragos]]
|-
|
|[[Aftermath of the Flame's Rescue]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Shambling Jungle III]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Asphodel]], [[Huian]], [[Geir]], '''DM:''' [[Harkashan]]
|-
|
|[[Sidetracked Into Help]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Silmeria]]
|-
|
|[[Trail to Charn (Part 2)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Critias]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|May 9, 2023
|[[Distracted Training Session]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Simony]], [[Verna]],
|-
|
|[[Buried Hindsight]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Eluna's Spire, Wolves, and More]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|
|[[Sojourn in Selentia]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[After the Sojourn]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|May 10, 2023
|[[Things Go Bump in the Forest]]
|[[Simony]], [[Vrenskas]]
|-
|
|[[Sewer Circle]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Magpie]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Basin Assumptions]]
|[[Reithak]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Fire Against the Rain]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|May 11, 2023
|[[Search for a Perch]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Xasany]]
|-
|
|[[She of the Pale Face]]
|[[Auranar]]
|-
|
|[[Echoes]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Lunch Buddies]]
|[[Magpie]], [[Simony]]
|-
|May 12, 2023
|[[There You Are]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Blade of the Heart]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]]
|-
|
|[[Dream With Me]]
|[[Critias]], [[Harkashan]], [[Lysa]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Double Goblins, Double Trouble]]
|[[Fidget]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|May 13, 2023
|[[Dreams Become Reality]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]]
|-
|
|[[Amulets and Bird Toys]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Alaryn]]
|-
|
|[[A Home Away from Home]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Lurking in the Shadows]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Simony]], [[Verna]]
|-
|May 14, 2023
|[[Healing and Plans]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]], [[Zeke]], [[Dolan]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[The Telmentarian Celebration]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Mikilos]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Seyardu]], [[Tlanexhuani]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Baths and Dreams]]
|[[Fidget]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Cats and Mithral Swords]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|May 15, 2023
|[[Go Ahead And Throw Your Stones]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Aragos]], [[Theadosia]]
|-
|
|[[In the Wake of the Celebration]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|
|[[Nature of Faith]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|
|[[A Brisk Sale]]
|[[Aelmeh]], [[Dirk]], [[Huian]]
|-
|May 16, 2023
|[[Much Ado About Am'shere]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]]
|-
|
|[[All Fired Up]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Reithak]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Harpists Halls]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[In Her Shadow]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Harkashan]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Monsters in the Forest]]
|[[Ous]], [[Simony]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[Signed, Sealed, Certified]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Theadosia]]
|-
|May 17, 2023
|[[Return from Grandfathers]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[A Question of Fate]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Shambling Jungle IV - Welcome to the Jungle]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]], [[Huian]], [[Schara]], [[Geir]], [[Fidget]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|May 18, 2023
|[[Dragonrider of the Sands]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Unexpected Results]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Mikilos]], '''DM''': [[Riptide]] (Briefly)
|-
|
|[[No Plan Survives A Meeting]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[A Little Bit of Time]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Seldan]], [[Schara]], '''GM''': [[Whirlpool]]
|-
|
|[[Some Things Are More Important Than Demons]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Verna]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|May 19, 2023
|[[Heat Stones and Castes]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Schara]], [[Geir]]
|-
|
|[[Major Manor Mishap]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]], [[Slixvah]], [[Alaryn]], [[Aelwyn]], '''DM''': [[Reithak]]
|-
|
|[[Land of the Midnight Sun]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[One Happy Blacksmith]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|May 20, 2023
|[[Felwood Spire: A Fell Mood Part 1]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]], [[Fidget]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Ulthan]], [[Reithak]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|May 21, 2023
|[[Shambling Jungle V - Warriors]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Geir]], [[Huian]], [[Schara]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Cuemoni]], '''DM''': [[Harkashan]]
|-
|
|[[A Thirty-Five Foot Pastry]]
|[[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Proposal Unproposed]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|May 22, 2023
|[[Something in the Woods]]
|[[Fidget]], [[Reithak]], [[Theadosia]], [[Tlanexhuani]], [[Ulthan]]
|-
|
|[[Trail to Charn (Part 3)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Critias]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|May 23, 2023
|[[Meeting with Micha]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Talk of Open Skies]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|May 24, 2023
|[[A Drapes Faux-Pas]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Nightmare then Massage]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Discussion with Dace]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|May 25, 2023
|[[An Elder's Wisdom]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]], '''DM''': [[Riptide]] as Miquitlani
|-
|
|[[A Trip to Myrddion]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Schara]], DM: [[Whirlpool]]
|-
|May 26th, 2023
|[[Fashion Monk]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Aryia]], [[Cesran]]
|-
|
|[[A Brighter Mood Victory]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Of Names and Snatchlings]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Geir]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|May 27, 2023
|[[Mitigating Marsward's Machinations]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Framework for Success]]
|[[Geir]], [[Harkashan]], [[Huian]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[Felwood Spire: A Fell Mood (Part 2)]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]], [[Fidget]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Ulthan]], [[Reithak]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|May 28, 2023
|[[They Hunger]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Dolan]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rocky]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|May 29, 2023
|[[Wakedays for War Golems]]
|[[Gramarye]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Necromancer News]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Melted Brass]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[Return the Blade]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Any portico in a storm]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Irshya]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]]
|-
|May 30, 2023
|[[Pretty Damned Thieves]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Rhar]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|May 31, 2023
|[[Of Glowing Glitter and Lit Sticks]]
|[[Alaryn]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|}

===June===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|June 1, 2023
|[[Major Manor Mishap II]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]], [[Slixvah]], [[Alaryn]], [[Aelwyn]], '''DM''': [[Reithak]]
|-
|
|[[On Scrolls, Brothers, and Gifts]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|June 2, 2023
|[[Evacuate! The Village]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Lysa]], [[Murder]], [[Rocky]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[The Strength To Affect The World]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Simony]]
|-
|June 4, 2023
|[[The Challenge of Fort Lancing]]
|[[Fidget]], [[Miril]], [[Schara]], [[Simony]], [[Tlanexhuani]], [[Warrick]], DM: [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Our Time]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]]
|-
|
|[[Speaking with Sebas]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Colosseum Workouts]]
|[[Murder]], [[Reithak]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Ravendar]], [[Ulthan]]
|-
|June 6, 2023
|[[Honey Harvest]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Murder]]
|-
|
|[[The Drink's the Thing]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Irshya]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|June 7, 2023
|[[By the Tornmawr Bank]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|
|[[The Man with the Firefly Eyes]]
|[[Reithak]], [[SImony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 8, 2023
|[[Where'd They Go?]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Aryia]], [[Schara]]
|-
|June 9, 2023
|[[Threads and Shadows]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Slixvah]], '''DM''': [[Riptide]] (Briefly)
|-
|
|[[The Challenge of Fort Lancing Part 2]]
|[[Fidget]], [[Miril]], [[Schara]], [[Simony]], [[Tlanexhuani]], [[Warrick]], DM: [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Rings and Dark Intel]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|June 10, 2023
|[[Shambling Jungle VI - Finale]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Gier]], [[Fidget]], [[Schara]], [[Burai]], [[Aelwyn]], '''DM''': [[Harkashan]]
|-
|
|[[Echo of Eclavdran]]
|[[Critias]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|June 11, 2023
|[[In the Wake of Two Echoes]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Theft of a Trusted Servant]]
|[[Alba]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Rhar]], '''DM''': Telamon
|-
|
|[[A Musical Interlude]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Fidget]], [[Harkashan]], [[Reithak]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Seldan]], '''DM''': Whirlpool
|-
|June 12, 2023
|[[Love and Loss]]
|[[Geir]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|
|[[Stymied Vacation]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Two Birds and a Story]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Reithak]]
|-
|
|[[Residents of the Jungle]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]], [[Murder]], [[Slixvah]], '''DM''': [[Riptide]]
|-
|
|[[A Withering Cackle]]
|[[Fidget]], [[Huian]], [[Karasu]], [[Ravendar]] (GM) [[Carver]]
|-
|
|[[Theft of a Trusted Servant, Part 2]]
|[[Alba]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Rhar]], '''DM''': Telamon
|-
|June 13, 2023
|[[Forgotten Blood I - Spoken Curse]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Geir]], [[Schara]], [[Auranar]], [[Fidget]]
|-
|
|[[When You Wish]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|June 14, 2023
|[[Nothing But A Stain]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[Study Buddies: Fundraising!]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Magpie]], [[Telamon]], [[Simony]], [[Verna]]
|-
|June 15, 2023
|[[Senyelistli means Family]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Geir]], [[Schara]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Fidget]] GM: [[Harkashan]]
|-
|
|[[Painting Prospects]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Simony]]
|-
|June 16, 2023
|[[Duel at Wuja Docar]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Geir]]
|-
|
|[[The Challenge of Fort Lancing Part 3]]
|[[Fidget]], [[Miril]], [[Schara]], [[Simony]], [[Tlanexhuani]], [[Warrick]], DM: [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 18, 2023
|[[Flying Gossip Demons]]
|[[Murder]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Dusty Chalice]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Warrick]] as Cynthia
|-
|
|[[Sunny Tea Time]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Dolan]], [[Andelena]]
|-
|June 19, 2023
|[[Fancy and Bloody Coffin]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Murder]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Bigger on the Inside]]
|[[Simony]], [[Telamon]], Cynthia (spoofed by [[Warrick]])
|-
|June 20, 2023
|[[Aza Answers]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Of Felwood and Demons]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Seldan]], DM: [[Whirlpool]]
|-
|
|[[No Need to Choose]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|June 22, 2023
|[[Mission for Friendship]]
|[[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Where'd They Go? Part 2]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Aryia]], [[Schara]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Catching Up on Chidea]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|June 23, 2023
|[[Steel and Hair Dye]]
|[[Simony]], [[Warrick]]
|-
|
|[[The Challenge of Fort Lancing Part 4]]
|[[Fidget]], [[Miril]], [[Schara]], [[Simony]], [[Tlanexhuani]], [[Warrick]], DM: [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 24, 2023
|[[Hunting The Spire - Part 1]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Lucy]], [[Carver]], [[Eztli]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]], DM: [[Whirlpool]]
|-
|
|[[And I Still Need To Get Dressed]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Donnelly Wedding Bash]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Harkashan]], [[Mikilos]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Tendrils of the Felwood, Part 1]]
|[[Crik]], [[Fidget]], [[Reithak]], [[Ous]], DM:[[Whirlpool]]
|-
|June 25, 2023
|[[Mortal Enough]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Forge and Spices]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Mikilos]], [[Schara]], [[Telamon]], '''DM''': [[Harkashan]]
|-
|
|[[Twenty Billion Questions]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[Looking for A Silverguard]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[A Little Help?]]
|[[Fidget]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|June 26, 2023
|[[Mending Promises]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Harkashan]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|
|[[The Cult of Piercing Light]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Garak]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], '''DM''': Telamon
|-
|June 27, 2023
|[[The Runaway Cart]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Crik]], [[Reithak]]
|-
|
|[[Art and Juice]]
|[[Simony]], [[Warrick]]
|-
|
|[[Starfall]]
|[[Telamon]] vignette
|-
|
|[[Jal'goroth's Prison]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|June 29, 2023
|[[Where'd They Go? Part 3]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Aryia]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[Nest Migration Notice]]
|[[Slixvah]] Vignette
|-
|June 30, 2023
|[[Stopping By]]
|[[Vaera]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[In Vino Praeposterus]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Gramarye]], [[Warrick]], DM: [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[In Rest]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Gramarye]], [[Warrick]]
|-
|
|[[Myrrish Children Stick Together]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|}

===July===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|July 2, 2023
|[[To the Downfall of Fiends]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Enemy of my Enemy]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 3, 2023
|[[Wisdom Without Age]]
|[[Simony]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[Minds of Pretenders]]
|[[Khepri]], [[Lavinia]], [[Lheo]], [[Reithak]], [[Theo]]
|-
|July 4, 2023
|[[600lb Baby]]
|[[Carver]], [[Reithak]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 5, 2023
|[[Black Whole Moon]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|July 6, 2023
|[[Goblin Trouble at the Library]]
|[[Fidget]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Post-Lunar Healing]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Death and Frescos]]
|[[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 7, 2023
|[[Belts and Resurrections]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|
|[[Kinly Meetings]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Zeke]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[Hunting the Spire (Part 2)]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Carver]], [[Eztli]], [[Fidget]], [[Harkashan]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|
|[[The New Home]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 8, 2023
|[[Forgotten Blood II - Sorrowful Emptiness]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Schara]], [[Carver]], [[Fidget]], '''DM''': [[Harkashan]]
|-
|
|[[A Soul's Request]]
|[[Aya]], [[Zeke]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|
|[[We're the hands of the Gods]]
|[[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 9, 2023
|[[Rebirth and Rejuvination]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Auranar]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Harkashan]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Towering Tea Time]]
|[[Simony]], [[Warrick]]
|-
|July 10, 2023
|[[Warfare Without Pontification]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Reithak]]
|-
|
|[[To a Job Well Done]]
|[[Magpie]], [[Simony]]
|-
|July 11, 2023
|[[Portside Underground]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]], [[Simony]], DM: [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Our Venerable House]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Little Man for Little Pixie]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 12, 2023
|[[A Cure For Hunger]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[A touch of Fashion and Fire]]
|[[Fidget]], [[Simony]]
|-
|July 13, 2023
|[[Hunger and Healing]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|
|[[Where'd They Go? Part 4]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Aryia]], [[Schara]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Snowcones and Pigments]]
|[[Ravenstongue|Cor'lana]], [[SImony]], [[Telamon]], [[Warrick]]
|-
|July 14th, 2023
|[[Mictlan Makari Meeting]]
|[[Seyardu]], [[Leirune|Rune]]. [[Rocky]], [[Un'eth]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[Counsel Sought Is Not Guaranteed]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Verna]]
|-
|July 15th, 2023
|[[Black Dog Bite]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|July 16th, 2023
|[[Forgotten Blood III - Prion Prison (Part 1)]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Andelena]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Schara]], '''DM''': [[Harkashan]]
|-
|
|[[Vision of a Padaryn Past]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 17th, 2023
|[[Following the Golden Thread]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]], [[Slixvah]] '''DM''': [[Riptide]]
|-
|July 18th, 2023
|[[Speaking with Daneira]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Date With a View]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Reithak]]
|-
|July 20, 2023
|[[Eggs-pedition]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Elisabeth]], [[Carver]], [[Schara]], [[Rune]], [[Harkashan]]
|-
| July 21, 2023
|[[Vagrant Tower - Spectral Labyrinth]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]], [[Eztli]], [[Elisabeth]] '''DM''': [[Subduction]]
|-
|
|[[Investigation of Ivyhold]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 23, 2023
|[[Forgotten Blood III - Prion Prison (Part 2)]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Andelena]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Schara]], [[Elisabeth du Leoncorte|Elisabeth]] '''DM''': [[Harkashan]]
|-
|
|[[Where'd They Go? Part 5]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Aryia]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[This Wretched Heat]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 24, 2023
|[[Tletepetl]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Ravenstongue]] '''DM''': [[Harkashan]]
|-
|
|[[Lunch and a Message]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Elisabeth du Leoncorte|Elisabeth]], [[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|July 25, 2023
|[[Weather and Family]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Complicated Solutions and Sandwiches]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[Need for Resistance]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Fidget]]
|-
|
|[[Gale's Inquiry]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[A Hard Lesson Learned]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|July 27, 2023
|[[Where To Belong]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|
|[[Into the Woods]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Harkashan]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Acedia]], GM: [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Family and Fae]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|July 28, 2023
|[[Gorilla Grilling]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Irshya]], [[Slixvah]], [[Telamon]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|
|[[Gale's Inquiry (Part 2)]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Where'd They Go? Part 6]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Aryia]], [[Schara]]
|-
|July 29, 20231
|[[Dwarf Fortress: Deeper Delve Part 2]]
|[[Carver]],[[Rocky]],[[Reithak]],[[Harkashan]], '''DM''': [[Subduction]]
|-
|July 30, 2023
|[[Forgotten Blood III - Prion Prison (Part 3)]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Andelena]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Schara]], '''DM''': [[Harkashan]]
|-
|July 31, 2023
|[[Protector of the Heart]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]]
|-
|
|[[Gale's Inquiry (Part 3)]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Confidence is Key]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|}

=== August ===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|August 1, 2023
|[[Portside Underground Part 2]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Simony]], [[Slixvah]], GM [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Ogre-watch]]
|[[Carver]], [[Glasha]], [[Reithak]]
|-
|August 3, 2023
|[[Sunken Treasure and Guests on the Wing]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Simony]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|August 4, 2023
|[[Nest Migrations]]
|[[Carver]], [[Reithak]], [[Simony]], [[Slixvah]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 6, 2023
|[[Forgotten Blood III - Prion Prison (Part 4)]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Andelena]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Schara]], '''DM''': [[Harkashan]]
|-
|
|[[Faces on a Fresco]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Where'd They Go? Part 7]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Aryia]], [[Schara]]
|-
|August 7, 2023
|[[Tell two more]]
|[[Simony]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Werewolf Relocation Project]]
|[[Carver]], [[Dirk]], [[Harkashan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Rune]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 8, 2023
|[[Party Soup]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Aprons and Winds]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Reithak]]
|-
|
|[[A Fresco Nearing Completion]]
|[[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[The Prodigious Mask]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Eztil]], [[Harkashan]], [[Rune]], [[Silmeria]]
|-
|August 9, 2023
|[[After-mask]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|August 10, 2023
|[[Birdy Beer Run]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[To Bear Fruit]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Fiend Like Me]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Harkashan]], [[Lokir]], [[Sabina]], [[Shin]]
|-
|
|[[Hypothetically Speaking]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Schara]]
|-
|August 11, 2023
|[[Brightest of Days]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Culix]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Hungry Like Something Else]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Andelena]], [[Harkashan]], [[Leirune|Rune]], [[Slixvah]], '''DM:''' [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Bloody Murder]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Rocky]], [[Eztli]], '''DM:''' [[Subduction]]
|-
|August 12, 2023
|[[Three Men, One Cave]]
|[[Lheo]], [[Theo]], [[Zerthos]]
|-
|August 13, 2023
|[[Genie Bride for Fiendish Eyes]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Apple Pie Apology]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[Family Portrait]]
|[[Simony]], [[Warrick]]
|-
|
|[[Where'd They Go? Part 8]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Aryia]], [[Schara]]
|-
|August 14, 2023
|[[Seat of Our Noble Line]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|August 15, 2023
|[[Tranquility is a Farce]]
|[[Simony]], [[Aryia]]
|-
|August 16, 2023
|[[The Dark Remains Dark]]
|[[Harkashan]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[Forgotten Blood IV: Bloodflower]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Carver]], [[Gramarye]], [[Lokir]], [[Reithak]], '''DM''': [[Harkashan]]
|-
|August 17, 2023
|[[Mandatory Sewer Level]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Gramayre]], [[Lokir]], [[Warrick]], [[Xasany]] DM: [[Fidget]]
|-
|August 18, 2023
|[[Daeusite Coat of Arms]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Seldan]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[Boiled Over]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Reithak]]
|-
|August 19, 2023
|[[Forge and Family Work]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Leirune|Rune]]
|-
|
|[[A Special Meaning]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[DF: Tavern Tales]]
|[[Crik]], [[Fidget]], [[Jacob]], [[Lokir]], [[Reithak]], [[Ulthan]]
|-
|August 20, 2023
|[[Alchemy and Healing]]
|[[Simony]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Things on Her Mind]]
|[[Leirune|Rune]], [[Harkashan]]
|-
|
|[[Home for Father]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Gramarye]], [[Xasany]]
|-
|
|[[Exploding Crossbows]]
|[[Warrick]], [[Fidget]]
|-
|
|[[Smol Toast to Study Buddies]]
|[[Magpie]], [[Simony]]
|-
|August 21, 2023
|[[Pincered Gelhorn]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Culix]], [[Simony]], [[Kaj]]
|-
|
|[[Seat of Our Noble Line (Part 2)]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|}

Ulthan

2023-06-07T19:50:34Z

Ulthan:

Ulthan

2023-06-07T19:50:07Z

Ulthan:

Ulthan

2023-06-06T15:34:04Z

Ulthan:

Colosseum Workouts

2023-06-06T15:23:05Z

Ulthan: A meetup between muscleheads at the Colosseum

<div style="padding:5px; background-color:#e7eaea;">
== Log Info ==
*Title: Colosseum Workouts
*Emitter: Murder
*Characters: Murder, Aelwyn, Reithak, Ravendar, Ulthan
*Place: Alexandria - A03 The Colosseum
*Time: Jun 05, 2023
*Summary: Various muscle(?)heads meet at the Colosseum
</div>
The Colosseum is understandably quiet today, any reasonable event runner having seen the writing on the wall with the warmth and humidity, but knowing full well doom was sealed with the thick mist obscuring the field.

The big stadium is not entirely quiet. In places, maintenance is being performed, as well testing of ramps and other 'features'. On the field itself, the sound of something metallic thudding into something ... solid, echoes lightly. Accompanied by the grunt and growl and occasional yell of someone apparently frothing at the mouth.

Aelwyn walks into the Colosseum, holding his glaive by his shoulder; hand on his hip. He rolls his mouth, gnawing on a stick of ginger, as he slowly swallows at the end of it. The sounds doesn't seem to surprise him so much. A long leather cloak hung off one shoulder, with equally long red loincloth hanging off his front.

"Tch." The ruddy sith-makar finally lets out, before walking towards the sounds with a slow sway of his tail.

Ulthan follows the Sith-makar, whom he has met on the various assignments for the Guild, in. He's wearing just his linen tunic and trews, with his flail being used more as a walking stick than a ready weapon.

There is a large egalrin who after a moment of perusing some of stalls outside the building, decides to sate their curiosity about the goings on at the colosseum when nothing was happening. It sure sounded like something might be there, at least. "Hey there big guy, what's got you over here today?" The egalrin wonders aloud of the sith-makari. "Curious about the yelling too? And, good to meet you too Ulthan!"

As the Goblin comes into view, it's very obvious she's been here for a little bit. Her simple top and loincloth are soaked, drenched in the sweat that flows freely. Her red eyes glow dimly in the mist that obscure the field, her breath ragged as she slams her two-handed sword over and over again into a target dummy.

The target has seen much better days, as chunks and pieces of wood litter the ground around it.

Ravendar is out on the field, but sticking to the outside of it as he's running laps. It's a fair pace, nothing too fast or to slow, just enought to get the blood pumping. He flinches a little as he hears the yell and he looks around for the source of it. He wonders if he should be running away from it or towards it.

Aelwyn walks over towards the Gobbo. "Shortie is trying to kill the dummy or herself first?" The Dragoon asks with a chuckle. He picks up glaive off his shoulder.

The Dragoon looks towards Ulthan. "Perhaps one should test their might against Shortie?" He suggests.

Ulthan chuckles at Aelwyn. "I am smarter than I look, friend makari... I know better than to challenge someone the height, and by the look of these polls, the temperament of my nieces..." He walks over, nodding a greeting to the Gobber.

Reithak blinks and shrugs, heading off for one edge of the arena. "You should stop to catch your breath at least, it's not smart to fight when your exhausted or train when you're exhausted." The egalrin points out. "And I don't know if I'd be propositioning others to be sparring with them until they're recovered, either."

Ravendar sees the arrival of the others as he completes his latest lap around the track. He moves over to his stuff and he takes a long drink from his waterskin. He hums to himself and waves his fingers at his face to use a bit of magic to clean himself up. He brushes a bit of non-existant dirt from his shirt before he re-packs his pack and picks up his instrument case to head over to where the other are. "If I were a betting Lucht Siuil, which I am, I'd put even money on her laying you out, long shanks."

Ulthan says, “Oh, I definitely wouldn't bet on myself, unless I happen to snatch a lucky streak. I make for a huge target, and that shows up... I have... err, about half a dozen nieces the size of her. And they always beat me up.”

The blade slams into the target dummy a final time, sticking into the top part solidly. The Goblin stalks off, panting, to rummage through a pile of things nearby, the woman stalking back a moment later holding a sizable waterskin.

"I'll chew all yer kneecaps off.", she pants before starting to guzzle down the water. Murder looks to Reithak first, and shrugs. "Eeh, I'll be alright. I train til I fall over, eat, sleep, rage, repeat." Her gaze goes to Aelwyn then. "The target will fall over first...", the Gobbo brags. "Specially if I go get an axe instead o'this sword."

Her eyes narrow at Ulthan as she drinks down a few more mouthfuls of water. "I am sure they are not stabbing you with knives while they do this."

Lastly, the Lucht is addressed. "Only person here with some sense.", is her reply to him, with a snort. Following that, the rest of the water is thirstily guzzled.

Ulthan hmms at the little gobber. "I wouldn't put it above some of them... Although so far I haven't needed stitches, or to see Granny Aching for more healing."

Aelwyn bows his head towards Ravendar and Ulthan, not to mention Reithak. He lets out a chuckle. "Tch, one should always bet on oneself. What else would one live for if not the thrill of overcoming for themselves?"

Picking up his glaive, he nears a near dummy and starts to get into position to do some practise swings himself.

Ulthan shakes his head at Aelwyn: "It's one thing to be confident, but another thing entirely to be overconfident... If you can't measure up your enemy accurately, no amount of confidence is going to keep you unbruised in bad matchup."

Ravendar gives a wry smile, "But of course I'm Lucht Siuil, we are the only ones that ever make any sense." His tone is one of teasing. "So what has you training so hard? I've been out of town visiting family that were performing in another town. More werewolves?" He asks curiously.

"I rather prefer my knee caps non chewed, thank you." The egalrin notes. "Sounds like a good way to burn yourself out, but it's not my place to judge your training, especially if you get results in that case."

"Well, I'm sure they appreciate having a good sparring partner." The egalrin chuckles to Ulthan. "And the confidence is as good as ever Aelwyn, but you still have to be able to afford room and board at the end of the day, you know?"

Ulthan looks at the polls, and picks one relatively unmolested by gobber ferocity, walking towards it. "Well, I mean, they are hardy boys and girls, my nephews and nieces. Even scholarly ones have to protect themselves at a pinch, living up there in the mountains." Then, without wasted motion, his flail leapsup and swings around, smashing into the stout, rope-coated poll with a deep thunk, and the big Dranei steps sideways to adjust his position, before swinging again, this time from the opposite direction. "Hey, these are pretty sturdy stuff..."

Murder giggles at Reithak. "Okay, I'll make an exception for yours." A wink, followed by a shrug. "That's my secret, I won't burn out. Fire and I are old friends." The Gobbo gives a toss of her hair, before she looks to Ulthan. "Sometimes overconfidence will save yer life. The real trick is knowing when to use it. Nothing scares people more than an adventurer saying, 'Hold my beer a sec and watch this!'. Just gotta do that at just the right time."

Her giggle is a noisy, scratchy thing, and she moves over to slap Ravendar on the shoulder appreciatively. "He gets it!" A wink's had at Rav, before her expression sobers. "Well.. I'm a little out of practice and it's shown lately so... gonna work out hard. Not anything in particular just... things are picking up. Feels like... something is coming, something big, something bad..." Murder sniffs at the air. "Smells like demon."

A glance at Ulthan again. "Ah, right right... humans my size are children..."

Ulthan glances at the gobber, shivering noticeably as she mentions 'demon'. "Well, my family runs on the big side, I hear, so most of them, at your size, are still close to toddlers." He spins his flail in a complex figure eight, hitting the poll from up to down, then from down to up, angles, switching from one side to another with the rebound from the hit. It's a practised pattern and as it goes on, it becomes concentratred more on gobber sized length of the poll.

Ravendar smiles at the slap on the shoulder, "Especially when it's set to music." He ahs and nods, "Gotta be ready for the next big crisis that hits this city. Nothing wrong with a little training, that's what I'm doing, gotta keep in top physical form if I'm gonna play my fiddle while everyone else is fighting around me." He hmms, "I know there is either a joke in there or a philosophical question...how many Dranei toddlers can a goblin take in a fight? I suppose it would depend on if the goblin is armed or if the toddlers are?" He gives a grin, "Well they usually make the dummies to last seeing as how everyone and their mother with a weapons or just a pair of fists can come in here and beat on them."

"Appreciate it, dear." The egalrin chuckles, finding a spot to lean against the wall. "Course, I get it, life up in the mountains isn't exactly easy in any sense of the word, gotta keep on top of things so you're ready for anything." They nod to Ulthan. "Gotta have a good bluff for that though, or no one willing to call you on it, but it sounds handy in a pinch."

"Yeah, sounds like bad things are about in the city, better to be prepared than not." Reithak sighs. "Just don't put yourself in a spot where you're exhausted and can't do anything, you know?"

Ulthan grunts. "Exhaustion is annoying, yes... Especially when you just fight, fight, fight... Then you stop, and drop down with no idea about where you were or what you were doing..."

Murder nods to Reithak, but then shrugs. "I have energy enough for this and more. Been taking it easy for far too long. Something's close, I can feel it... gonna be there when it happens. I was there the time before the last time demons messed around. City's still here 'cause of me." She pounds her chest a few times with a tiny fist. "It'll still be here after this one, too. Maybe I won't be... but she will be."

The Gobbo snorts at Ravendar. "It's not sporting to really fight a toddler, though. Even a group of them, even if they're armed. I got tricks, tricks no one wants t'feel." Her head cants slightly to one side. "Fiddle while the place burns? That'd be pretty awesome!"

She moves back to the small pile of things, where her now empty waterskin is dropped, the Goblin returning a few moments later, shrugging at Ulthan... "I can probably go til I drop dead. Just bein' angry keeps me going."

Ulthan nods as he adds a ful-body twist to his pattern, the momentum adding up to heavier 'thunk' soudns as the spinning flailhead connects. "Going until I drop, I know that... I -have- that. But it's different from what my uncle has. Mine... feels different."

Ravendar smiles at Murder, "So you are saying you could take on a hundred of them then?" He pats his instrument case, "That's my speciality, although usually I'm not the one that sets the fire. Most of the time, at least lately." He chuckles. "Gotta watch it so you don't over do it. I've only overdid it once when it came to playing. It was when I got my first fiddle, so about 7 or 8, I loved it so much and played it as often as I could, well my fingers weren't as tough back then. I didn't listen to my parents when they told me to give it a rest for a bit and one morning I woke up my finger tips were all cracked and bleeding. I thought I was going to die, or at the very least my fingers would fall off. Well I had to go see Aunt Cherise, who was the healer and assistant cook of the family caravan. She had me dip my fingers into one of her foul smelling healing concotions and wrapped my hands up so tight I couldn't wiggle a finger if I tried. It was one of the worse weeks of my life, had to have help doing everything, like I was a baby. Couldn't wait to get those bandages off, thankfully Aunt Cherise's healing medicine works quick or I might have had to learn to play the fiddle with my toes. Taught me a good lesson in moderation though."

"Is that so? well, color me impressed, miss hero of Alexandria." The egalrin chuckles again. "Sounds like a right mess though, glad there are people like you taking care of the place, but just don't overdo it, seriously."

Reithak sighs and crosses her arms. "Nice swing there Ulthan, pretty sure you just let those kids get the better of you. And, he's right. Don't go making yourself injured, there's a fine line between a good workout and injuries from exercise, even with healing magic. Just because you aren't wearing pants doesn't mean you can't be caught with them down you know, so don't let that happen."

"I learned how ta do it under my master, whom my da introduced me to. Had to, was a bit of a firecracker. Was gonna go back home and murder those who killed all me kin. Can manage things better now, use it to keep me going, doin' things normal folks just can't do." Murder nods to Ulthan... "Glad ta know there are others out there."

She looks to Ravendar, and snorts, her grin brightening the longer the Lucht speaks. "Yeah, I could take them on. Just lure them all close, an' drop a firestorm on them." Her eyebrows waggle, "I light th' fires." She nods then, snorting again. "Sounds like Aunty Cherise knows what she's about..."

Her gaze switches to Reithak, and Murder nods. "It was a big plot. Involving the spell cannon. As far as I recall, nothing came to fruition. But it's still up there. Waiting. Hmmm... I wonder how many are around who still remember... I'll have to check into that."

"Nice! Sounds like you are ready to take on a whole army of well armed toddlers, just hopefully they don't have a toddler mage, those things are nasty." Ravendar gives a laugh. "Also don't forget to get something to eat, which is what I'm going to do right now." Ravendar gives a nod to all those gathered, "I'll see you folks around, I'm Ravendar by the way, come see my shows, I play at all the taverns around town."

Ulthan's not sure he is the same as what the gobber, 'Murder?' is... But when he is angry, it doesn't feel same around him as it's when Uncle Daffyd used his anger...

"Well, maybe lets stop there, I'd rather not stop to consider the tactics on that." The egalrin exhales. "Still, nice to meet you Ravendar! Name's Reithak, maybe I'll catch one of your shows sometime, hopefully. Something about a spell cannon? Never heard of it, but I don't know too much about this city, aside from how big it is, which it is."

"Well, sounds like there's something to be discussed, here. You don't know how you're angry? I can't say I really get that, I know there's a bunch of different types, you're not angry the same way when someone steals a scone you were going to eat later versus someone betraying you, but I don't think that's what you're getting at."

Ulthan says, “I mean, when I get angry, even if I am firing up the anger like my Uncle taught me... It feels different.”

Murder offers a wave to Ravendar as the Lucht makes to leave. "Sure, I'll seek ya out! Take care!" Aelwyn, too, is waved at, "See you around, Ael. Be well."

The Goblin nods to Reithak. "Barbarian or bloodrager. One is angry all the time, the other is angry with magic!"

Ulthan headtilts. "Magic?"

Ulthan stops hjis poll-beating pattern, to better listen to the gobber, leaning onto the haft of his weapon. "How do you mean they rage with magic?"

"Aw, is Aelwyn heading out? That's unfortunate." The egalrin sighs. "Ah, right! Bloodragers, I've heard of them, at least in passing. But given the subject, I think she's able to give you a better explanation. After all, I try to not be angry too often." She chuckles. "It's a complicated subject, after all."

Murder nods enthusiastically to Ulthan. Her hands weave a small pattern in the air, and then gestures to the target dummies. "Yeah, watch this..." She glares at the dummy that was her target for a time.

"BURN!!", she yells. A moment later, smoke pours from the trunk, then flames lick at the crown, a moment more, and the fire rises up into the air, charring the target dummy to a crisp.

Ulthan headtilts. That was an impressive display, and there was something that tugged at his senses as he watched it... Something tingly, like a half-forgotten memory trying to surface.

"Like well, that. I'm not doing anything like that." Reithak notes. "Impressive, though, and you can learn a lot by doing. Just be careful, you don't want to burn down anything you don't intend to, and cities can be pretty flammable."

"I think I should leave you to your training. Make sure you refill your water before you need it, and at least try to not train too hard, alright?"

Ulthan hmms as he has an idea. "It feels like I am close to a clue, but not quite there yet... I probably need to learn more."

Ulthan bows to the gobber, with visible respect in his manners. "If I may, could I show you my Rage, if you could tell me if it looks, or feels, similar to how you do it?"

Murder nods to Reithak, "The Colosseum is mostly stone, out here, the fire's not gonna go far in this icky humidity. But I'll make sure it's out before I go. Thanks!" She offers the Egalfin a wave, "Take care!"

To Ulthan, she nods, "I could take a look, I suppose."

Ulthan waves at the departing Egalrin, Reithak, and then takes a loose stance, drawing a deep breath.

Ulthan crouches down lightly, then roars with the exhalation, there isn't any major visible change, but there's a sharper rhythm to his breathing, and therre's a sharpness to his movements that wasn't there a moment, a breath ago.

Ulthan springs forward and bodily slams one of the training targets, dashing faster and further than a man his size should have been able to move. And after hitting the wooden log, he grunts and forces his raised rage down, gripping the rough rope binding on the log to stay upright.

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Ulthan

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Ulthan: Created page with "{{CPHEADER-START}} Ulthan {{CPHEADER-END}} {{CPSUBHEAD-START}}About Ulthan{{CPSUBHEAD-END}} Ulthan is a young Dran who recently reached Alexandria from all the way to Khardic Mountains. He has picked up the familial trade of couriering, and is trying to establish himself in Alexandria as a message-runner and courier. {{CPSUBHEAD-START}}Roleplay Hooks{{CPSUBHEAD-END}} * Wants to establish a guild for messengers, right now looking for courier jobs * Seeking more i..."

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==A==
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* [[Aavhash]]
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* [[Abrahil]]
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* [[Agril]]
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* [[Albain de Corveaux]]
* [[Aldean]]
* [[Alik]]
* [[Alua]]
* [[Amara]]
* [[Amaya]]
* [[Amira|Amir'a al'Jarim]]
* [[Andelena]]
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* [[An'thirya]]
* [[Arafel Gemlord]]
* [[Aria]]
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* [[Arithand'ruil Thal'lassar'van]]
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* [[Aryia]]
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* [[Atleti]]
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* [[Aya]]
* [[Azog]]
* [[Azteg]]

==B==
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* [[Baz]]
* [[Belcat]]
* [[Bennet]]
* [[Benthus]]
* [[Bor]]
* [[Boshter]]
* [[Braelnoir]]
* [[Burghuk]]

==C==
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* [[Carwyn]]
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* [[Cesran]]
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* [[Coldan]]
* [[Colrick Voss]]
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* [[Cryosanthia]]
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==D==
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* [[Diemma|Sister Diemma]]
* [[Dragomir]]
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* [[Durrankar]]
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* [[Edmee|Edmee Sulwen]]
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==G==
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==H==
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* [[Hubert Milner]]

==I==
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==J==
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==K==
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* [[Matthias Haelker]]
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* [[Mittens]]
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* [[Myaris]]
* [[Myrana Jn'Rajh]]

==N==
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* [[Nysalia]]

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* [[Ollithial]]
* [[Omah]]
* [[Ormarr]]

==P==
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* [[Preston]]

==Q==
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* [[Raniq]]
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* [[Rumbo]]
* [[Leirune|Rune]]

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* [[Stjepan]]
* [[Strike]]
* [[Svarshan]]
* [[Symar]]

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* [[Takiyah|Takiyah Tinkerfist]]
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* [[Tamrielo]]
* [[Taran]]
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* [[Tea'andra]]
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* [[Thistle]]
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* [[Thyrson]]
* [[Tija Woari]]
* [[Toha]]
* [[Torgrim Stonehelm]]
* [[Tsarra]]
* [[Tsunetomo]]

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* [[Vasya]]
* [[Vekson]]
* [[Velothin]]
* [[Vennan|Vennan Hartose]]
* [[Venom]]
* [[Verna]]
* [[Vespasian]]
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* [[Virton]]
* [[Vroole]]
* [[Vuk]]

==W==
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==X==
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==Y==
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* [[Yexto]]
* [[Ygraine]]
* [[Younger, Bruce The|Bruce the Younger]]
* [[Yngvild]]

==Z==
* [[Zahara]]
* [[Zalara]]
* [[Zapolklnex]]
* [[Zaxx]]
* [[Zeke]]
* [[Zenia|Zenia Petroni]]
* [[Zephyr]]
* [[Zinth]]
* [[Zippo]]
* [[Zoob]]