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Food Coma, part 1

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Cryosanthia: Created page with "<div style="padding:5px; background-color:#e7eaea;"> == Log Info == *Title: Food Coma *Emitter: Jinks *Characters: Jinks, Nemori *Place: Alexandria *Time: Sunday, November 27, 2022, 8:23 PM *Summary: Profane clerics, evil druids, Kulthian artifice, and shapeshifting kidnappers. Not so different from the city's mercenaries, Mama Bula's lot runs in with all types. After having a contracted employee vanished and mutilated, the kids are keen on revenge. A job postings with t..."

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== Log Info ==
*Title: Food Coma
*Emitter: Jinks
*Characters: Jinks, Nemori
*Place: Alexandria
*Time: Sunday, November 27, 2022, 8:23 PM
*Summary: Profane clerics, evil druids, Kulthian artifice, and shapeshifting kidnappers. Not so different from the city's mercenaries, Mama Bula's lot runs in with all types. After having a contracted employee vanished and mutilated, the kids are keen on revenge. A job postings with the guild suggests a two-pronged attack. Surely they mean to capture and turn over the fiends to local authorities. Definitely! It's law and order all the way! </div>

<pre>-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Appearing -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Jay 5'9" 145 Lb Eaglefolk Male A perky male Blue Jay with a discerning eye.
Nemori 4'10" 110 Lb Mul'niessa Female A tall and slender, dark skinned elf.
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-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= NPCS of Note =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Git Goblin Male
Kerry-Ann Human Female
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-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= As the GM -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Jinks 3'4" 39 Lb Gnome Male A gnomish fellow in fancy garb and jewelry.
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The kobold clerk has been returned to the Serrielite temple for weeks now. He's fine, really, and he's been back about his work after a short stay at the Soldier's Defense. His tail is reattached and there's no long-lasting side effects. Really. Don't worry about it.

Alexandria is a dangerous place and things happen. People move on with their lives and there's no long-lasting side effects to worry about. Life goes on.

People have friends, though, and personal entanglements bring attachment. Attachments breed vendettas when someone is wronged unjustly. Cesseli may be fine (really, he's fine!) bu that doesn't mean that those close to him are willing to forget the way the kobold was wronged.

So here you are.

The world is dark, foggy, and close. Even the open streets feel like an oppressive, narrow corridor with the thick precipitation closing in from every direction. Integrity C. Truefeather and Mama Bula's kids have done their research and tracked the shapeshifters to a base in the residential districts. Mingling unnoticed amongst the more permanently-shaped humanoids of the working class Alexandrians.

Kerry-Anne and Gitlweet Blustrunk stand near Jay and Nemori, considering a rather unremarkable facade of a three-storey, singe-family home.

The gobber wears his black robes and pruple wrap, wringing his arms around his metal staff. The taller, muscular human woman is in her second-hand breastplate, glowering and shifting from foot to foot.

Reinforcements are on the other side of the building, waiting in an alleyway.

Jay has been helping track down the faceless stalkers.

"Well..." Integrity says, contemplating the building, "A least one, or two of them work out of this building, allegedly. It's a solid allegedly, the information source was reliable and I've checked it out. The problem is recognizing them. They probably aren't alone."

"While we have the exits covered, it will be challenging if a lot of people come out." The black, white and blue egalrin turns to observe Nemori, "I could quietly take a look around first, but do you have other suggestions? Also... what's the big plan? Capture them for the guard? Take back the cylinder? Hurt them so much that several weeks from now they'll be 'fine, just fine', too?"

It's not like there are methods a former Priestess might know about to pass those weeks. The egalrin re-adjusts his feathers.

Nemori silently notes Jay didn't list 'kill them' as one of the options.. an option she is sure Kerry-Anne and Git must be considering. Yet rather than say as much, as she is equally sure the thouht at least came to the egalrin before it was quickly dismissed, the priestess assumes more of a 'what are you asking me for' expression, blinking slowly and deliberately. "Capturing them for the guard would require also having proof, yes? Which would mean handing over the cylinder, if they have it here? Is that something you would be ready to do?" After all, there was a reason Jay was holding on to it before.

The shadow elf turns her gaze upon the two 'kids' of Mama Bula, suggesting the pair might not let Jay leave with it, either. "I suppose it may be dependant on whether or not the creatures are willing to surrender.. and how far you are willing it to take it, Integrity."

Kerry-Anne has her crescent moon-shaped shield strapped to one arm. Her expression is grim, only half-hid by the sallet helmet she wears. She's been unusually quiet as the forces gather around the cantilevered home and the leather of her gloves strain as she opens and closes her fists. The gauntlet opposite her shield is studded with short, blunt spikes. She nods, though not directly at egalrin or mul'niessa.

"Tamzin, Odundik, and Heady will make sure no one escapes out the back," observes the eldanari woman. Her empty hand rests on the pommel of her sheathed blade. "Dunny is covering the roof. Tammy and Heady have the alley. Everyone has bells; we'll hear them if something goes wrong."

Git looks up, glancing between Jay and Kerry-Anne. There's a soft-glowing, semi-transparent set of hide armor resting over his robes. A simple magician's spell for protection. He looks across the street, dipping the top of his metallic staff towards the front door.

"We, uh... we make sure that we capture them, right? We can find out who wanted the thing they took from you-- maybe we get that back?-- and then we know who's stirring up trouble for us." He glances down, adjusting his pouches and pockets of reagents. "If we treat them poorly, we're no better than they are, right?"

Even from across the narrow street, it's hard to make out the facade of the other building. The fog is thing and lazy. At least it's not raining.

"Well it is possible to make them surrender." Integrity says, and then some hesitation enters his voice, "Well, if their heads are normal, but they're shape shifters so they might be extra rubbery."

His beak clacks together, "And, well, there is knowing who is guilty and then there's proving it in a court of law, and anything we might assert would be very easily picked apart if I was on the defense, so... taking them to the guards is out."

He skips over 'murder them outright', again.

"Finding out who wanted the thing, and who is making trouble, seems the best plan. Do you have any spells that would help Nemori? Hold person, or charm person, or sleep, to make the capture go easier?"

He stares across the narrow street, examining the building for the best entrance.

Nemori looks vaguely.. sheepish? at the question, looking away from Jay to regard Mama Bula's pair again. "Capture. I have.. some spells which may help. But they are of limited duration," she admits. Eyes more on Git now, though her words remain for Jay. "Capture and hand over to Mama Bula, I suppose, is your best option." And if the creatures end up dead after that, then it's out of Nemori's hands, right? So, the other matter.

"You are the better sneak," Nemori admits to Jay, gesturing to the heavier armour Kerry-Ann wears and to Git.. in general. "But when you are too far ahead, you are vulnerable if they see you without us being close to support you. And unless things have changed, you have no means of messaging us without returning."

"I could caw like a bird." Jay suggests.

Git glowers at Nemori and then glances at Jay. "I can go! I have spells!" He pulls his shawl up to wear it look a hood, clearing his throat and holding his not-staff-hand out wide as he gestures. The gobber-talk is frantic, pounding, and insistent. The fog pulls up like a hungry beast, swalloning the goblin and disappearing him from sight.

"-See!-" he nearly growls at Nemori. She can't, obviously. There's some more rapid-fire goblin spoken under his breath and then he clears his throat. "(test.)" he whispers for all to hear. "(test-two. one, two, three. it's git, can you hear me?)"

His whisper feels like it's coming from right next to your ear.

Kerry-Anne gives Nemori an unkind look and steps closer, towering over the mul'niessa. It's a power move as much as it's meant to be protective.

"You two go," the eldanar tells Jay. "Call if you need us. Or have Git signal when you're ready."

<pre>GAME: Nemori takes ten on bluff: (10)+12: 22</pre>

Nemori very briefly narrows her eyes.. but then just as quickly her expression goes complacent. Or at least ambivalent. So quickly the tightening expression may have just been a trick of the shadows. She follows this up with a placating shrug towards Kerry-Anne. "As you will," she says, apparently unwilling to put her foot down in this case. She even takes a small step back from the large, Eldanari woman, and looks Jay's way. "Be careful. Robert will be upset if I return with you injured."

<pre>GAME: Jay rolls stealth: (10)+12+6: 28 (+6 Urban Terrain Mastery)
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+7: (8)+27: 35
GAME: Jay rolls perception+6: (12)+15+6: 33</pre>

There's no trouble identifying the entrance to the home but the facade is overgrown with thorny vines. It looks like the place has been abandoned for years. Definitely stands out compared to the neighboring buildings. Vines that will rustle and whatnot if they are pulled aside but there aren't bells, they aren't crunchy and old."

"Well..." The bluejay says, inhaling and fluffing up, then flipping his cloak around, "Let's have a look. Git, stay by my tail, you can touch it if you need to signal me."

With the instructions given he hunches and darts across the street. He hugs the wall of the building, around the corner and up to the next wall, then across to the door. It's covered in creepy vines. Creeping Vines. Thorny vines. The place looks like it has been abandoned for years; it's quite decrepit compared to the neighbouring buildings.

His bold black, white, and blue patterns break up well with the mists and shadows, obscuring his form. Egalrin footfalls are odd and quiet compared to others. He crouches at the door, pulling some tools from his buckler and getting to work on the lock.

"I will." Kerry-Anne smolders, looking down at Nemori, stepping forward to match her retreat as Jay and Git move away. "I see you judging us, 'priestess,' standing around half the time with your teeth in your mouth." She takes another half-step, eclipsing Nemori's view into the street. "Whatever pinned that chip to your shoulder isn't our problem. Knock it off or I'll do it for you."

She seethes, the situation and her general feelings about the elven woman mixing unfavorably. The eldanari woman reaches out, deliberately, and brushes at the priestess' narrow shoulders. "Hmn," she grunts.

Across the street, Jay slinks amongst the fog to find the front of a building that looks to have been abandoned for years. He know it hasn't.

"(i'll whisper,)" Git tells Jay from somewhere close by. "(i won't let anyone sneak up behind you, integrity. i promise!)"

<pre>GAME: Jay rolls disable device: (4)+14+2+2: 18 (+2 from masterwork tools, +2 from the buckler)
<OOC> Jinks says, "Alright! You fail to disarm the "Alarm" spell on the door but you don't fail by 5=< so it isn't triggered."
<OOC> Jinks says, "But it wouldn't be recommended to open the door at this point!"
<OOC> Jay says, "try again? and waiting on Nemori pose"
GAME: Jay rolls disable device+4: (4)+14+4: 22</pre>

"There's an alarm spell." Jay whispers to his invisible shadow, "I think I can get it, going to try again."

More fiddling, more poking. "Wondering if there is another way in."

<pre>GAME: Nemori rolls diplomacy: (8)+11: 19</pre>

Another brief flash of annoyance; unhappy with having her view obstructed, blocking Jay from sight, Nemori looks up.. and up.. at Kerry-Anne. With no more room to back up, she's forced to remain within reach and subject to the large woman's reach. Once again, however, her expression melts away quite easily, assuming one leaning towards innocence. "I am no judge," she protests, voice shifting a little bit towards coaxing. Before it stops, regaining its sharper edge. "I am but a witness. A witness to all of the times I and my friends have cleaned up your mistakes. Rushed to your aid. Healed you from the brink of death. Attempted to keep your actions from completely sabotaging the tasks laid before us. Like you are doing right now. If you wish to discuss this further.. This is not. The. Time."

<pre>GAME: Jay rolls disable device: (15)+14: 29</pre>

Integrity keeps working away at the lock. Small, fine details hidden in a complex hole evoke some ancient instincts for him. He takes an odd, mithril string from his shield and incorporates it into his efforts.

The magic trap is disabled.

"Got it. Going in." Jay whispers, carefully popping the door then easing it open while he looks through the gap.

The egalrin pulls apart the magic sigil wrapped around the lock, disabling the spell before it can alert the individuals inside. The mechanism securing the door is child's play by comparison. Inside, the room is overrun with the same vines weaving across the floor, coiling up the walls, and swallowing the sparse furniture. The vegetation glitters, too, as if threaded with metallic veins.

The bluejay is faced with a short wall decorated with coats. Lots of coats. And boots lined up along the floor. A whole family's worth of shoe-wear. A table big enough to sit four in a familiar closeness takes up the space to his left. A glowing crystal floats at the middle of the table and lights the room like the bobbing ghost of a torch. Kit is piled up atop the tables: bags, pouches, tools, and weapons.

Other than the roots, there's no living thing.

Kerry-Anne gives Nemori a little shove, pushing her to one side and taking her place against the corner of the wall closest to the street. "I forgot," she grunts, "black-elves don't have mothers to wipe their baby-bottoms." She's not looking at the mul'niessa as she squints through the fog. "... maybe if someone picked you up once when you fell--"

She stops as Jay gets the door open and starts to move inside.

"(we're going in...)" Git whispers to the two have a genial conversation nearby.

Nemori simply doesn't have the bulk or the stability to do much more than stagger a half-step sideways at Kerry-Anne's shrug. If the eldanari had intended to put her to the ground, it's unlikely Nemori would still be standing. Still, her eyes glint murderously, briefly, before turning back towards the door and the two infiltrators. Well, the one. Obviously she can't see the other one. She falls silent as well. Perhaps it is because with Jay and Git heading inside, things are getting serious. Perhaps it's because any talk about her own mother is something she doesn't wish to explore, because if she did it would reveal yet another gaping divide between her and everyone else.

Or perhaps Nemori is simply done talking.

Jay slips in through the door, careful to step between the vines on the floor, staring at the wall, seeking the presences hinted at by the number of seats at the table, and the number of shoes. And that pile of treasure.

"(are they pretending to be mimics, or the vines on the walls)" He talks to his shadow while he examines the area for signs of life, footpaths through the foliage, a cooling mug of kaffe.

<pre>GAME: Jay rolls survival+6: (14)+4+6: 24
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+11: (13)+11: 24</pre>

The vines are new and over a lot of traffic-sign. Whoever was living here didn't care too much about keeping the place tidy. They've also done damage to the structure, planks, etc. The drape to the right is a pantry/kitchen and the door is a water closet. The stairs go up and down. More dirtiness on the descending steps.

"They're inside," Kerry-Anne observes without looking back at Nemori. She brings her arms together beneath her shield and withdraws her free hand with an ancient-looking punching-blade extending from her gauntlet. The brass blade has patina dulling its finish but the edge shows a matte-black edge. The weapon glows like a soft, yellow sunrise.

"Try not to 'witness' too loudly behind me," she grunts and crosses the street.

Inside, Jay hears a tiny goblin gasp behind him. "(deathvine,)" comes the whisper that he shares with the group. "(a blight caused by the presence of some undead. though... this has metal in it? the risen tend to be animated by energies from the lower, negatives planes in a wholly magical/profane process... there isn't much metal unless...)"

The little goblin's academic ramblings fill the air like the fog in the streets.

The taller woman probably hears the deliberate sniff Nemori grants as response to the suggestion.. and with her back turned, probably misses the daggers being stared at her, but Nemori otherwise says nothing, instead trailing after the eldanari as quietly as she might. Which is, sadly, only as quietly as the grace inherent in her people can offer... falling far short of the deliberate training those such as Jay have done. But that's why she didn't go first.

So the shadow elf tags along behind, drawing her rapier only once inside the building.. and due to Git's warning, giving the vines as wide a berth as she can manage.

"(Thanks. I'll not step on it.)" Jay whispers into the fog. He's got no way to warn Nemori about this, but she's smart. She should recognize plants. He's thinking of her superior knowledge and not her elf heritage.

And as it turns out, she heard.

He pulls a sap from a pocket on his vest and moves in, towards the stairs with only a brief detour to glance in the pantry and assure it's empty.

One at the stairs he examines the dirt for any evidence of traffic, and gazes down the steps. It's going to get darker underground, his mist sight won't be up to it, and light will give him away.

"(Well, let's see how far down we can go.)"

It's dark down the stairs.

The stairs are a tight spiral heading both up and down. A jotun would struggle. Larger khazadi, too. There's light from the landing above but pitch black below.

"I could go." Kerry-Anne is inside the room now, not far from Jay. She has her punching dagger and the blade is bright as any torch. She makes an effort to step between the vines but her feet are big and her bulk is considerable; some of the vegetation squelches and turns to pulp beneath her boots.

"I... I can see in the dark but... I don't want to be first," Git is right next to the water closet. Judging by his tone he's wringing his hands around the staff of his metallic staff.

<pre>GAME: Nemori casts Light. Caster Level: 7 DC: 14</pre>

To her credit, Nemori does her best to keep from looking too 'judging' as she pulls a coin from her pocket.. not the Ceinaran one. A simple, beaten copper coin. She utters a simple orison upon it and it flares to light, as bright as a torch but with a steadier glow. She closes it in her fist to briefly douse the light, then opens her fingers again and offers it to Kerry-Anne, more than happy to let the large woman lead.

Maybe she'll trip and fall down the stairs.

Not if the bird-man goes first.

"Okay." Jay intercepts the coin heading for Kerry Ann. He pops it in his beak, where he can bite it on the edge, hold it near the point. He turns his head to one side, then the other, watching the glow play over his eyes. It also makes a barrier of light that's challenging to see past.

He palms the coin instead. "I'll go down first, Kerry Ann, you can follow, I'll stay at the edge of the light cast." He nods at girl's glowing blade. "If I stop and signal I have seen them before they see me. If I pull out the light, they've seen me."

Seems simple enough, should cover every circumstance. "Git, you can be behind me. Stop me if you see something." Perfect.

Kerry-Anne looks around and then shifts back when he armored skirt is disturbed by an invisible goblin hand. She steps to one side and pushes the boss of her shield into Nemori's stomach to back her up, too.

"Fine," she agrees. She looks from the egalrin to the mul'niessa and then glances down at the empty space between she and Jay. "Keep us safe, Git. Tammy worked hard to get you that book. And the tutor Mama found wasn't cheap." Her words are stern but she offers the empty air an affectionate smile.

"... I'll... yeah, I know. I'll do it!" Git promises.

<pre>GAME: Jay rolls stealth+6: (17)+12+6: 35
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+8: (5)+8: 13
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+6: (19)+6: 25
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+4: (14)+4: 18
GAME: Jay rolls perception+6: (6)+15+6: 27</pre>

The spiral staircase descends a short distance into the residence's root cellar. The lighting from Kerry-Anne's blade struggles to wrap around the stairs and reach the lower floor-- but it's better than nothing.

The cellar has taken on its descriptor; choked from wall-to-wall with the glinting vines and roots. Bodies lay atop or are tangled through the invading vegetation, half-rotten and decorated with jagged bonespurs.

To the egalrin's right, the "roof" sags in from a hole, dangling with a desiccated curtain of the narrow, dried vines. To his left, around the wall, is the sound of distant running water. Beneath the sound of water is the ragged gasp of a small creature just out of sight.

A broken jotun figure rests propped in the corner of the room. Her chest, shoulder, and neck are a knot of twisted bone tendrils. She wears fine leathers that are scorched and torn, and clutches a runed tree-trunk of a club that might weigh more than Git does wet.

Half of her face is torn away to reveal dried muscle and exposed bone. Its not active currently but Jay is sure it's not just a corpse.

<pre>GAME: Jay rolls cmb: (5)+4: 9</pre>

Jay halts immediately upon seeing the corpses. Hopefully they are corpses, although the way they reached that state is unsettling. Better not nap around death vines, and check his feathers for burrs once he's out. He raises a hand, then four, maybe five fingers. It's hard to tell and he's not sure.

He gestures for Git to follow, then crosses the room to the space between one of the bodies and the Jotun. He looks to where Git -isn't-, then lays his hand on the chest of the corpse, ready to flinch.

There is no movement.

He turns to his next target, the Jotun and her club. He creeps closer. He leans, reaching for the weapon. He grabs at the club. She tightens her grip.

<pre><OOC> Jinks says, "The raggedy gnome-looking guy in the corner tries to blast Jay with a spell and misses miserably."
<OOC> Jinks says, "He stands and grabs a spear out from the vines."</pre>

A pathetic-looking gnome was trying to catch his breath in the corner there, almost entirely obscured by the deep shadows away from the light sources. Then Jay grabs at the club and the jotun woman awakes. The gnome growls something and makes an arcane gestures.

A green flash fills the room and acid sprays across at the egalrin. It flies wide and scorches the wall, dribbling down in inert clumps to thump on the ground. The little spellcaster stands awkwardly, tugging a barbed spread free of the tangling vines as he finds his feet.

<pre><OOC> Jay says, "Git would like k/rel to see if 'command undead' would work on the jotun, and if so, cast that."
<OOC> Jay says, "Is that a hostile enough action that it drops his invisibility?"
GAME: Jay rolls 1d20+11: (15)+11: 26 (Git, Knowledge/Religion)
<OOC> Jay nods, "I think he'd want to keep his invisibility if possible, but there's only a couple things he could do. Maybe hold his action to see how Jay grabbing the club goes, and try commanding the Jotun if the Jotun hasn't acted. if she has... then... well, he'll wait till KA is in the room as another target before trying
<OOC> Jinks says, "So, have Git move downstairs and then ready an action to Command based on what contingency?"
<OOC> Jay says, "ready action, trigger is 'when Kerry Ann gets in the room', animate rope and throw it at the gnome"</pre>

The jotun is a juju zombie. Zoom-zoom undead. Resistant to mage magic and slashing, as well as channel resistance. Generally tougher, faster, extra armour and harder to create than a traditional zombie.

As the acid sizzles, Git scoots along the wall to the foot of the corpse. Near the egalrin, not standing in any of the over spray. Invisibly, he checks the gnome and the Jotun.

He should act! Except... his position is exposed. It would be better if Kerry Ann was in the room. She could handle the Jotun! Maybe even the gnome.

Rope, or command. He could tie up the gnome, or command the juju zombie, which will be fast and tough. He doesn't want his invisibility drop, not while he's the only target. The second target.

He'll wait till Kerry Ann arrives.

<pre><OOC> Jay says, "I said I had my sap in my hand as the last weapon. Sub-dual really isn't likely working on a corpse"
GAME: Jay rolls weapon1: (12)+8: 20
GAME: Jay rolls damage1: aliased to 1d6s+1: (6s)+1: 1
<OOC> Jinks says, "Alright, Power Attack!"
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+11: (16)+11: 27
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d10+7+3: (2)+7+3: 12
GAME: Jinks damaged you for 12 points. 30 HP remaining.</pre>

Motion brings the flinch. Jay swings in response. There's a solid thwack!

Saps aren't useful against undead.

The massive jotun corpse ignores the slap from the egalrin's bludgoen as it rises, jerking back the trunk from his attempt to relieve her of it. Empty sockets flare to life with a swirling black smoke and bones pop and snap as she twists. The thick log comes down, flashing and slamming into Jay and sending a few loose feathers flying.

<pre>GAME: Jay rolls weapon2: (19)+8: 27 (THREAT)
GAME: Jay rolls weapon2: (16)+8: 24 (Confirmed)
GAME: Jay rolls damage2: aliased to 1d6+1: (3)+1: 4
GAME: Jay rolls damage2: aliased to 1d6+1: (2)+1: 3 (Mithril, Piercing)</pre>

He staggers back, dropping his sap, fumbling for his estoc and drawing it in one long thrust. A strike that pierces in the centre of the Juju Jotun. The point stabs deep, black blood seeping lugubriously out.

"Ah... ah..." Jay stammers, "This isn't going according to plan, allegedly."

<pre><OOC> Nemori says, "With traversing the stairs, can Kerry-Anne get down to the jotun zombie?"
<OOC> Jinks says, "She's a 20' move. It'd take 30' to get to 22,1."
<OOC> Nemori says, "okay. She'll double move so she can threaten."
<OOC> Nemori says, "Once Git completes, Nemori will come down to the bottom of the stairs and put a spiritual ally on 22,2"
<OOC> Jinks says, "Go ahead and roll ranged touch for Git, Jay. It's +1 BAB, +3 Dex, +1 size, +1 PBS, -2 to range."
GAME: Jay rolls 1d20+4: (10)+4: 14 (vs AC15 - Miss)
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d3: (1): 1</pre>

As Kerry Ann enters the room, Git casts a quick spell. His rope vibrates like a snake, and he throws it towards the gnome. "enwrap!"

The rope lands just shy.

<pre>GAME: Nemori casts Spiritual Ally. Caster Level: 7 DC: 18
GAME: Nemori rolls spiritual weapon: aliased to BAB+Wisdom: (19)+5+4: 28 (THREAT)
GAME: Nemori rolls spiritual weapon: aliased to BAB+Wisdom: (1)+5+4: 10 (EPIC FAIL) (Not Confirmed)
GAME: Nemori rolls 1d10+2: (2)+2: 4</pre>

Upon hearing things escalate, Kerry-Anne growls then double times it down the stairs, shouldering off of the wall within the tight confines until she reaches the bottom. A quick scan reveals Jay pulling his rapier free as the giant zombie rises... Git is still nowhere in sight. But having an idea of what the goblin may be waiting for, the eldanar raises her shield and strides forward to interpose herself between the monster and her friend.

Nemori isn't quite as quick to rush down... mostly because she doesn't want to get in the larger woman's way. When Kerry-Anne has cleared around one of the stair corners, she follows.. and upon her own glance at the basement room, summons her dancing, rapier wielding ally to fill in the gap to, at least for the moment, pen the giant in.

''to be continued...''

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==Combatty==

''MAP''
<br>https://www.mipui.net/app/index.html?mid=mow5254mkle

'''Git'''
<br>https://i.imgur.com/HHk40Wh.png

'''Kerry-Anne'''
<br>https://i.imgur.com/Kr6iHLD.png

<br><OOC> Jinks says, "Git has a wand of MM (1st) and a pearl of power (1st). KA has a +1 breastplate, a +1 cold iron punching dagger, and a +1 lt. steel shield"
<br><OOC> Jinks says, "Oh, and Git has spider silk rope to go with his animate rope."
<br><OOC> Jinks says, "Git has Mage Armor and Invis up, currently, so those are cast off his list."
<br><OOC> Jinks says, "AC should be 18 (10 +3dex +1small +4mage armor)"

<pre> ===================== Current Initiative Order - Round 1 =====================
---Init--Name------------AOO-Notes--------------------------------------------
>> 26 JJTS 1 <<
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22 Git
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20 JJB
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18 Jay 1
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18 Heart
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15 KA
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8 Nemori 1 Flat-footed (0 rnds remaining)
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==============================================================================</pre>

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|January 1, 2022
|[[Holy Diver]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Andelena]]
|-
|
|[[Glacial Improvements]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[New Years Party]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Cesran]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Jinks]], [[Lyme]], [[Karelin]],<br>[[Merek]], [[Mikilos]], [[Paenitia]], [[Randolf]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|January 2, 2022
|[[Game of Ghosts, part 2]]
|[[Aimarra]], [[Karasu]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Randolf]], [[Vaera]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[Watcher in the Stars]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|January 3, 2022
|[[Under Common Stressors]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ashes]], [[Zeke]], [[Rhar]]
|-
|
|[[Cold but Comfortable]]
|[[Aimarra]], [[Rhyn]]
|-
|
|[[Scars Unseen]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Paenitia]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Two Ravens in a Bar]]
|[[Karasu]], [[Ravendar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seyardu]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|January 4, 2022
|[[Poolside Thoughts]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[Remember Me]]
|[[Verna]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Whooooo?]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Ashes]], [[Jinks]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Monsterous Memory]]
|[[Cesran]], [[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Still Afraid]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|January 5, 2022
|[[Crescent Moon]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Verna]], [[Auranar]]
|-
|
|[[Familiar Matters Part 3]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Shilde]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|
|[[Sith Around and Wait]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Jinks]], [[Rocky]], [[Seyardu]], [[Tenoc]]
|-
|January 6, 2022
|[[Cider and Charms]]
|[[Randolf]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Xasany]]
|-
|
|[[Seeing Stars]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Verna]], [[Cesran]]
|-
|January 7, 2022
|[[Infernal Interruption]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Cafeteria Gossip]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seyardu]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|January 8, 2022
|[[Walking on Eggshells]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Aryia]], [[Jinks]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Renew the Pact: Ritual Matters]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Iuitl]], [[Halani]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Jinks]], [[Stjepan]], [[Verna]], [[Seldan]], [[Zeke]], [[Merek]]
|-
|January 9, 2022
|[[Infernal Interruption (Part 2)]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Tie me Down]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Verna]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Candles in the Rain]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Aryia]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[A Charming Day by the Shore]]
|[[Mikilos]], N'tsssa, [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Waiting on the Halls]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Paenitia]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Debts pAYAble and lAYAway]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Jinks]], [[Aryia]], [[Mikilos]], [[Braelnoir]]
|-
|January 10, 2022
|[[Throw a Blanket over It]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Verna]], [[Jinks]], [[Acedia]]
|-
|
|[[Second Guessing Guises]]
|[[Venom]], [[Aryia]]
|-
|
|[[A Sewer Shattering kaBOOOM]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]]
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations (Part 1)]]
|[[Faranmidahn]], [[Paenitia]], [[Jinks]], [[Razen]], [[Edinaz]]
|-
|January 11, 2022
|[[Tea, Cakes, and... Swords?]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Stars, Moon, and Compassion]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[The Griever: Elves Wizards and Wizard Elves (Part 14)]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Stejepan]]
|-
|January 12, 2022
|[[My Brother]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Gray Halls]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Jinks]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|
|[[Joys, Doubts, and Real Estate]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[A Curious Courtship]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|January 13, 2022
|[[Coin Toss]]
|[[Tawyse]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[And One Goblin]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Hospitality Repaid]]
|[[Arngrim]], Boti, [[Karasu]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|January 14, 2022
|[[Curious Discussions]]
|[[Karasu]], [[Randolf]], [[Seyardu]], [[Xasany]]
|-
|
|[[A Faux Pas and a Half]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Verna]], [[Auranar]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|January 15, 2022
|[[Gray Halls (Part 2)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Jinks]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|January 16, 2022
|[[Boti's Big Sister]]
|Boti, [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Through Snow, Rain, Sleet, or Sunshine]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Yrch You Can't Scratch-Greatwood VP]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Pelka]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|January 17, 2022
|[[Seeing the Finish Line]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[House Hunting Ahead]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[A Little Literary Visit]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Nothing Drastic]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Seyardu]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[Distant Futures]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Venom]], [[Vaera]], [[Verna]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations (Part 2)]]
|[[Edinaz]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Lysos]], [[Jinks]], [[Razen]]
|-
|January 18, 2022
|[[Diplomatic Immunity]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Randolf]], [[Seyardu]], [[Valadhiel]]
|-
|
|[[Deck the Halls]]
|[[Cesran]], [[Jinks]], [[Aryia]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|January 19, 2022
|[[A Marketplace Meeting]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Venom]], [[Verna]]
|-
|January 20, 2022
|[[The Illustrious Telperius Atlon]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[How Much Greatwood]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Knightmare]], [[Randolf]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|January 21, 2022
|[[Solitude and Company with a Bottle of Wine]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[What is in your Head]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Auranar]], [[Cesran]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Until The Heart Betrays]]
|Vignette - [[Seldan]]
|-
|
|[[A Veiled Journey]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Malik]], [[Seldan]], [[Stjepan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|January 22, 2022
|[[Cake for Boti]]
|Boti, [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|January 23, 2022
|[[Strange Gaze, pt1-Greatwood VP]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Shilde]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]]. [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[Taking Names]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Andelena]], [[Mikilos]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|January 24, 2022
|[[Reilly Bad Eggs-Bugged VP]]
|[[Karasu]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[What is in your Head (Part 2)]]
|[[Ayria]], [[Auranar]], [[Cesran]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Hath no Fury]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Karasu]]
|-
|
|[[Recovering]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Meet the Fisherman]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]]
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations (Part 3)]]
|[[Edinaz]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Lysos]], [[Jinks]], [[Razen]], [[Paenitia]]
|-
|January 25, 2022
|[[Base Jumping]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Better Gnomes and Living]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Jinks]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|
|[[The New Roost]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|January 26, 2022
|[[Smoke on Water]]
|[[Karasu]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]] DM: [[Aryia]]
|-
|
|[[Save the Boy]]
|[[Arngrim]], [[Aryia]], [[Randolf]], [[Seyardu]], [[Telamon]], [[Valadhiel]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Give it a Chance]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|January 27, 2022
|[[Party Hard]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Jinks]], [[Karasu]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|January 27, 2022
|[[No Cages]]
|[[Aimarra]], [[Auranar]], [[Faranth]], [[Percy]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|
|[[A Veiled Journey (Part 2)]]
|[[Malik]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Stjepan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[He Answered]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|January 28, 2022
|[[Throwing Hands]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Verna]]
|-
|January 29, 2022
|[[Insanity Defense]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|January 30, 2022
|[[The Color of a Dress]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Strange Gaze, pt2-Greatwood VP]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Shilde]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]]. [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[Alchemical Mishap]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Stopping for the Night]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[Moving Concerns]]
|[[Boti]], [[Lyme]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|January 31, 2022
|[[Not Sick, Just Searching]]
|[[Karasu]], [[Seyardu]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[It's Cozy at Aryia's Place]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Sibling Check In]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations (Part 4)]]
|[[Edinaz]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Lysos]], [[Jinks]], [[Razen]], [[Paenitia]]
|-
|}
===February===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|February 1, 2022
|[[A Family That Felt Whole]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[More than Enough]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[A Gut Feeling]]
|[[Venom]], [[Aryia]]
|-
|
|[[Only Mostly Dead]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Jinks]], [[Merek]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|February 2, 2022
|[[You Decided]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Tawyse]]
|-
|
|[[The Prophet Hotaru]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Jinks]], [[Mikilos]], [[Seyardu]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|February 3, 2022
|[[Untended Graves (Part 1)]]
|[[Karasu]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[Sun, Moon, and Earth]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Aryia]], [[Barclaiigh]]
|-
|
|[[On the Nature of Stars and Lavender]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Message in a Bottle]]
|[[Paenitia]], [[Serene]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|February 4, 2022
|[[Jumping Over the Sword (At a Later Date)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[A Veiled Journey (Part 3)]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Malik]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Stjepan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|February 5, 2022
|[[Not the Burpees]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Cesran]]
|-
|
|[[Dream On]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seyardu]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[No Strings Attached]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Rocky]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|February 6, 2022
|[[Breathless]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Crystal Caverns]]
|[[Aimarra]], [[Randolf]], [[Smuldur]]
|-
|
|[[Bad Dreams and Aspirations]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Mikilos]], [[Verna]], [[Seyardu]], [[Gadget]]
|-
|
|[[Strange Gaze, pt3-Greatwood VP]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Shilde]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[Lifeline]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|February 7, 2022
|[[Dwarfed by Insecurities]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[Through the Woods]]
|[[Aimarra]], [[Randolf]]
|-
|
|[[A Little Book Trip]]
|[[Venom]], [[Aryia]], [[Cesran]]
|-
|
|[[Unrest Easy]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[Killer Promise]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Karasu]]
|-
|
|[[Nest for Three]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[The Mermaid Illiara]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]]
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations (Part 5)]]
|[[Edinaz]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Lysos]], [[Jinks]], [[Razen]], [[Paenitia]]
|-
|February 8, 2022
|[[Name the Divine]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Sleepless in S-Ea-ttle]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Morgan]], [[Randolf]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Tapping on Eggshells]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Jinks]], [[Faranmidahn]]
|-
|February 9, 2022
|[[Midday Siesta]]
|[[Verna]], [[Aryia]]
|-
|
|[[Karen in Alexandria]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[School of Hard Knocks]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Aryia]]
|-
|
|[[Karen's Aftermath]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Auranar]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Sword in the Well]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Jinks]], [[Mikilos]], [[Seyardu]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|February 10, 2022
|[[Untended Graves (Part 2)]]
|[[Karasu]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[The Princess's Lover]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|February 11, 2022
|[[His House]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[Hot Ones]]
|[[Morgan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|February 12, 2022
|[[Elf-Help Section]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Wu]]
|-
|February 13, 2022
|[[Strange Gaze, finale-Greatwood VP]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Shilde]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[Respite from Expeditions]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[Two Daeusites Walk into a Bar]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|February 14, 2022
|[[What to Spend it On]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Andelena]], [[Seyardu]], [[Paenitia]]
|-
|
|[[The Sword and the Cistern]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], Illiria, Sirri
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations (Part 6)]]
|[[Edinaz]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Lysos]], [[Jinks]], [[Razen]], [[Paenitia]]
|-
|
|[[A Father's Concern]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|February 15, 2022
|[[The Two Dreamers in the Eyes of the Watcher]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Poolside Bar]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Imane]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|February 16, 2022
|[[Wait for the First Verse]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Redeeming Qualities]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|
|[[Bier Today, Zonked Tomorrow]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Irshya]], [[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|February 17, 2022
|[[Take a Look Around]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Murder]]
|-
|
|[[The Would-be Fiance of Cor'lana Lúpecyll]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|February 18, 2022
|[[Delayed Shipment VP]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Andelena]], [[Barclaiigh]]
|-
|
|[[Wall of Ice]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[Home is What You Make It]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[A Veiled Journey (Part 4)]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Malik]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Stjepan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Sugar Cubes of Wisdom]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|February 19, 2022
|[[Live Steel]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Aryia]], [[Dolan]], [[Thurid]]
|-
|February 20, 2022
|[[Untended Graves (Part 3)]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[The Unforgiven]]
|[[Aya]], [[Aryia]]
|-
|
|[[Kegger-Aid]]
|[[Paenitia]], [[Randolf]]
|-
|
|[[Later Means Now, Now Means Forever]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|February 21, 2022
|[[A Merry Pub Scene]]
|[[Randolf]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Roll the Bones]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], Illiria, Sirri
|-
|
|[[An Elfragation, the arrival]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ashes]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|February 22, 2022
|[[Dinners on Discs]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations (Part 7)]]
|[[Edinaz]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Lysos]], [[Jinks]], [[Razen]], [[Paenitia]]
|-
|
|[[On a Cold Winter's Night]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Little Moon]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Venom]]
|-
|
|[[Someone is Bugging Me]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Dolan]], [[Randolf]], [[Rocky]]
|-
|February 23, 2022
|[[Grotesque Display]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Glasha]], [[Karasu]], [[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Resting Wishes]]
|[[Aya]], [[Aryia]], [[Seyardu]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|February 24, 2022
|[[Getting Our Grove On]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Tawyse]], [[Cryosanthia]]
|-
|
|[[Untended Graves (Part 4)]]
|[[Karasu]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|February 25, 2022
|[[Tragedy and Comedy]]
|[[Aya]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[Build it Up]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Soup Seduction Technique]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|February 26, 2022
|[[I'm Drue in Town]]
|[[Drue]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Buggin' Out]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Revan's Revelry]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Revan]]
|-
|
|[[An Elfragation, part 2]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Jinks]], [[Kard]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|February 27, 2022
|[[Fowl Behavior]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Drue]], [[Kard]]
|-
|February 28, 2022
|[[Morning and a Prelude]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[The Scars Inside You]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], vignette
|-
|
|[[Divine Bond]]
|[[Skielstregar]], vignette
|-
|
|[[Fistful of Posies]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Andelena]]
|-
|
|[[Kerry-Anne Wayward Daughter]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[Down the Drain]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], Sirri, Illiria
|-
|}

===March===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|March 1, 2022
|[[Witching Hour for Charming]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations, (part 8)]]
|[[Faranmidahn]], [[Paenitia]], [[Jinks]], [[Razen]], [[Edinaz]], [[Lysos]]
|-
|March 2, 2022
|[[Threads of Freedom]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Irshya]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Know When to Fold]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Out on a Limb]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Randolf]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Vaera]], [[Venom]]
|-
|March 3, 2022
|[[A Bright and Noble Soul]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[Bugs in the Pantry]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Mikilos]], [[Seyardu]], [[Telamon]], N'tssa
|-
|March 4, 2022
|[[The Lovers' Paradox]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Dreams Come True]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Kard]], [[Murder]], [[Seyardu]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[A Veiled Journey (Part 7)]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Malik]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|March 5, 2022
|[[Star Furrrows Missing Knots]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Rocky]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[Silver Solidarity]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|
|[[Kobolds: The Will of Uskvutha]]
|[[Halani]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|March 6, 2022
|[[Werewolf in Alexandria]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Dolan]], [[Magpie]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[It's Pretty Late]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Give Em the Bird]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Magpie]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Geir]]
|-
|March 7, 2022
|[[Living Daed Man]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Daechir]], [[Jinks]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|
|[[Blar: Crate Expectations]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Slixvah]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Blar-ly Made It]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Blar: Frenemy at the Gate]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Shalethiste]], [[Carver]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|March 8, 2022
|[[Fear and Love in Alexandria]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Lunar Eclipse]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Randolf]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|March 9, 2022
|[[Weaponsmith Woes]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|
|[[Late Night Practice]]
|[[Knightmare]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[The Monster in the Room]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Blar: Haber-Dasher]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Slixvah]], [[Shalethiste]]
|-
|March 10, 2022
|[[Water Under the Bridge]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[The Waning Spire, part 1]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Arahel]], [[Ashes]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|
|[[Thicker than Blood]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Denouement of the Father]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Blar: The Skull's Cups]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Bannon]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Jay]]
|-
|March 11, 2022
|[[Full of Joy]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Kard]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Steel to my Lips]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Murder]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[An Interesting Proposal]]
|[[Verna]], [[Aryia]]
|-
|
|[[A Veiled Journey (Part 8)]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Malik]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|March 12, 2022
|[[The Statistics of Jousting]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Mikilos]], [[Merek]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|March 13, 2022
|[[I Hold You]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Bear Witness]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Slixvah]], [[Bannon]]
|-
|
|[[Witch of the Mountain]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Dolan]], [[Randolf]]
|-
|March 14, 2022
|[[Kerry-Anne Wayward Daughter pt2]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[A Clean Sweep]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Venom]], [[Khepri]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations, (part 9)]]
|[[Faranmidahn]], [[Paenitia]], [[Jinks]], [[Edinaz]], [[Lysos]]
|-
|
|[[If Stupid Was a Crime]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|March 15, 2022
|[[Bear Necessities]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Carver]], [[Knightmare]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Stargazing by the Shore]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Slixvah]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|March 16, 2022
|[[Bird Bath]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[Same Day Air]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Obligatory Fanservice Episode]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[A Poultry Sum]]
|[[Lyme]], [[Robert]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|March 17, 2022
|[[A normal day in Goblintown]]
|[[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Lauriel]], [[Munch]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Critter Control]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Drue]], [[Robert]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|March 18, 2022
|[[From Hive to Honey]]
|[[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Andelena]]
|-
|
|[[Cor'lana's Nicest Birthday]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[A Veiled Journey (Part 9)]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Malik]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Stjepan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|March 19, 2022
|[[Saint Punchin's day]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Carver]], [[Lauriel]], [[Zofija]], [[Jay]]
|-
|
|[[Take You Away]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Carver]], [[Dolan]], [[Lauriel]]
|-
|
|[[Gonna Be Alright]]
|[[Aya]], [[Daechir]]
|-
|March 20, 2022
|[[Images and Words]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[The Arrival of Spring (And All That It Brings)]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Clean Up Crew]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Dolan]], [[Kard]], [[Munch]], [[Robert]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[For Want of a Boat]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Ruby and Silver]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|March 21, 2022
|[[Kerry-Anne Wayward Daughter pt3]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[Library Chatter]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Venom]]
|-
|
|[[Family and High Powered Chairs]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Imane]], [[Robert]]
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations, (part 10)]]
|[[Faranmidahn]], [[Paenitia]], [[Jinks]], [[Edinaz]], [[Lysos]]
|-
|March 22, 2022
|[[Chilli Chips and Chippen]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Carver]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[The Cheerful Corvid]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|March 23, 2022
|[[It's in the Book]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Gone Away]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Carver]], [[Dolan]], [[Kard]], [[Telamon]], [[Randolf]], [[Verna]]
|-
|March 24, 2022
|[[Obligatory Fanservice Episode 2: Electric Boogaloo]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Happy Birthday Sis]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Katrine]]
|-
|March 25, 2022
|[[Pothy's Identical Twin]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Jinks]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Totem of Hunger]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Dolan]], [[Kard]], [[Percy]]
|-
|
|[[Confusing Engagements]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|March 26, 2022
|[[A Fitting Beginning]]
|[[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Lauriel]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|March 27, 2022
|[[A Sorcerous Summit]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Before you Go]]
|[[Aya]], [[Daechir]]
|-
|
|[[Goldbell's Clap, part 1]]
|[[Jay]], [[Khepri]], [[Shilde]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|March 28, 2022
|[[Goldbell's Clap, part 2 *Bugged VP*]]
|[[Jay]], [[Khepri]], [[Shilde]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Up the Water Spout]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], Sirri, Illiria
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations, (part 11)]]
|[[Paenitia]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Jinks]], [[Lysos]], [[Edinaz]]
|-
|
|[[You Need a Bath]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|March 29, 2022
|[[Late Night Gossip]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Irshya]], [[Robert]]
|-
|
|[[Two of Them]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Bunch of Tryshards, a]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Dolan]], [[Shilde]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|March 30, 2022
|[[Things That Go Screech in the Night]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[C Stands for Courage]]
|[[Robert]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Jay]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|
|[[Lingering Wounds]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Morgan]], [[Merek]], [[Braelnoir]]
|-
|March 31, 2022
|[[Tower Offense]]
|[[Kard]], [[Robert]], [[Rocky]], [[Taran]], [[Zofija]], [[Serene]]
|-
|
|[[The Dreaming Triad]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|}

===April===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|April 1, 2022
|[[A Veiled Journey (Part 10)]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Acedia]], [[Malik]], [[Stjepan]] '''DM''': Whirlpool
|-
|
|[[A Shock and a Chat on Coyote's Laugh]]
|[[Choler]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seyardu]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 2, 2022
|[[Love and Hangovers]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Taran]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[In the Wake of Laughter]]
|[[Jay]], [[Lauriel]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|April 3, 2022
|[[Clockwerk Connundrum]]
|[[Lysos]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Randolf]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 4, 2022
|[[United for Justice and Bacon]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Dolan]], [[Andelena]]
|-
|
|[[Stable Animals]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Release the Pumas!]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], Sirri, Illiria
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations, (part 12) Finale]]
|[[Paenitia]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Jinks]], [[Lysos]], [[Edinaz]]
|-
|
|[[Staggering Home]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 5, 2022
|[[Cider in the Rain]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Jay]]
|-
|
|[[Five Dates and a Proposal]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 6, 2022
|[[Hair of the Duck]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Vasilly]], [[Taran]], [[Magpie]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Crius]], [[Jay]]
|-
|
|[[Half-Sil in Revue]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Robert]], [[Slixvah]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 7, 2022
|[[The Grandeur of Sorcery]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Joy False And True]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Malik]], [[Zeke]], [[Serene]]
|-
|April 8, 2022
|[[Blue Moon]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Dolan]], [[Taran]], [[Telamon]], [[Lysos]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[A Veiled Journey (Part 11)]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Zeke]], [[Malik]], [[Stjepan]] '''DM''': Whirlpool
|-
|
|[[It's Raining, It's Pouring]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 9, 2022
|[[Goldbell's Echo]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Jay]], [[Zofija]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|April 10, 2022
|[[The Lady's Cloak]]
|[[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Zofija]], [[Slixvah]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|
|[[Burgles in the Night]]
|[[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Zofija]], [[Nemori]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|April 11, 2022
|[[Drink, Drink, Drink]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Crius]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[A Fine Fey Evening]]
|[[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Zofija]], [[Slixvah]], [[Telamon]], Fionnuala
|-
|
|[[Totem of Cunning]]
|[[Crius]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Shilde]], [[Smuldur]], [[Taran]]
|-
|April 12, 2022
|[[Con-spicuous Consumption]]
|[[Lysos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Rocky]], [[Silmeria]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 13, 2022
|[[Something New and Wonderful]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 14, 2022
|[[Two and a Half Elves]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Mikilos]], [[Redleaf]]
|-
|
|[[A Few Fowl Questions]]
|[[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[A Vardaman Easter Egg]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Little Bird Feeder]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[No Chemistry]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 15, 2022
|[[Reflections of Violet]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Blue Moon (Part 2)]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Taran]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]], [[Wu]]
|-
|April 16, 2022
|[[Go On, My Love]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 17, 2022
|[[The Gods' Hands]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Telamon]], Balderdan
|-
|
|[[Mul'niessa Secret of Heels]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[A Happy Hatching Day]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Lysos]], [[Seyardu]], [[Jinks]], [[Tenoc]]
|-
|April 18, 2022
|[[An Ominous Message]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Slixvah]], [[Khepri]], [[Robert]], [[Jay]]
|-
|
|[[Resurrectionist Escort]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Shilde]], [[Robert]]
|-
|
|[[Fey Nightmares]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[A Pact Refused]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 19, 2022
|[[Strange Lands]]
|[[Aavhash]], [[Arash]], [[Geir]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[An Ominous Journey]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Khepri]], [[Robert]], [[Jay]]
|-
|April 20, 2022
|[[Silver for an Answer]]
|[[Aavhash]], [[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Telemon]]
|-
|
|[[A Silver for your Thoughts]]
|[[Elyanna]], [[Dirk]], [[Zofija]], [[Ashes]], [[Taran]]
|-
|April 21, 2022
|[[No Undue Risks]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Mikilos]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Dirtier than Expected]]
|[[Magpie]], [[Shilde]], [[Dirk]], [[Khepri]], [[Zofija]], [[Robert]]
|-
|
|[[What is Owed?]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Slixvah]], [[Jay]]
|-
|April 22, 2022
|[[The Balance]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Daechir]]
|-
|
|[[Trap! Holding for Hostages]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Halani]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Good to Be Home]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 23, 2022
|[[Wild Turkeys]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Slixvah]], [[Aavhash]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Halani]], [[Ashes]]
|-
|
|[[Staff Holiday]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Robert]]
|-
|April 24, 2022
|[[I Held Out Hope]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Aya for an Aya]]
|[[Aavhash]], [[Aya]], [[Halani]], [[Jinks]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|
|[[As Luck Would Have It]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|April 25, 2022
|[[Trap! Holding for Hostages (Part 2)]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Halani]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Resurrectionist Escort Part 2]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Shilde]], [[Robert]], [[Aavhash]]
|-
|
|[[The Atlon Cousin]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Alley Oops]]
|[[Jay]], [[Slixvah]], [[Nemori]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Arreth, the Last Sunrise]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], Sirri, Illiria
|-
|April 26, 2022
|[[Trap! Holding for Hostages (Part 3)]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Halani]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[For the Ones We Love]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[A Little Break for a Quartet]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seyardu]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 27, 2022
|[[One More To the Rescue]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Auranar]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Found at Last]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Auranar]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Halani]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[The One That Got Away]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Nailing it Down]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Slixvah]], [[Jay]]
|-
|April 28, 2022
|[[Beetle Juice]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|
|[[An Ocean of Tranquility]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Robert]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|April 29, 2022
|[[Home is Where the Dreams are]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Halani]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|April 30, 2022
|[[Unexpected Company]]
|[[Aya]], [[Daechir]]
|-
|
|[[The Exploration Begins]]
|[[Alys]], [[Kolden]]
|-
|
|[[Finite Space]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Verna]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|}
===May===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|May 1, 2022
|[[Blood on His Feathers]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[In Need of a Cure]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[The Price of Dance]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Junk in the Trunk]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Thurid]], [[Paenitia]], [[Lysos]], DM: [[Robert]]
|-
|
|[[Cooling the Forge]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Zofija]], [[Toha]]
|-
|May 2, 2022
|[[A Were-y Warning]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Halani]]
|-
|
|[[Resurrectionist Escort Part 3]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Shilde]], [[Robert]], [[Aavhash]]
|-
|
|[[With Jealousy, Part 1]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Seyardu]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[The Ending of the Iron King]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], Sirri, Illiria
|-
|May 3, 2022
|[[Home With You]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|May 4, 2022
|[[With Jealousy, Part 2]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Seyardu]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|May 5, 2022
|[[Return to Form]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|May 6, 2022
|[[Testing the Waters]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Booming Business]]
|[[Jay]], [[Nemori]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Ravendar]]
|-
|May 7, 2022
|[[Induction]]
|[[Dolan]], Balderdan
|-
|
|[[Shots and Ladders]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Jay]], [[Robert]]
|-
|May 8, 2022
|[[Caravan Contingent, Part 1]]
|[[Aimarra]], [[Lysos]], [[Murder]], [[Paenitia]], [[Barclaiigh]], DM: Subduction
|-
|
|[[Dinner and More than Dessert]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[In a and/or Considering Pickle(s)]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Irshya]], [[Shilde]]
|-
|May 9, 2022
|[[Resurrectionist Escort Part 4]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Shilde]], [[Robert]], [[Aavhash]]
|-
|
|[[With Jealousy, Part 3]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seyardu]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[The Way Home is Through]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], Sirri, Illiria, Alvin
|-
|
|[[Nailing Down an Order]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Venom]]
|-
|May 10, 2022
|[[Meet me at the Table]]
|[[Aavhash]], [[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Kobolds in the Hot Springs]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Shilde]], [[Merek]], [[Pasithea]], [[Dirk]]
|-
|May 11, 2022
|[[Cloudwatching]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Night Time Woes]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Alone Together]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|May 12, 2022
|[[Look Who's Cooking Now]]
|[[Aya]], [[Daechir]]
|-
|
|[[Drink Till it Hurts]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Aragos]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Mikilos]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Packing Bags and Asking Questions]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|May 13, 2022
|[[A Leaf]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]], [[Seyardu]], [[Halani]]
|-
|
|[[Smoke and Vapors]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dirk]], [[Leetle]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[The Abandoned Monestary]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Shilde]], [[Slixvah]], DM [[Telamon]]
|-
|May 14, 2022
|[[Counting Sheep]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Auranar]], [[Dirk]], [[Shilde]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|May 15, 2022
|[[Anger and Madness]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[A New Chapter]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Kobolds: The Lying Table]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Seyardu]], [[Tawyse]], [[Halani]]
|-
|
|[[Warding the Roost]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|May 16, 2022
|[[A Legal Letter Opener]]
|[[Robert]], [[Nemori]], [[Jay]], [[Eztli]],[[Leetle]]
|-
|
|[[Alvin and Ella, Reunited]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], Sirri, Illiria, Alvin, Ella, Norrington
|-
|
|[[Resurrectionist Escort Part 5]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Shilde]], [[Robert]], [[Aavhash]]
|-
|
|[[A Darkened Mind]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Fear and Drinking in Alexandria]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Halani]], [[Munch]]
|-
|
|[[Requesting Backup]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Venom]]
|-
|May 17, 2022
|[[Kobolds: Take the Town]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Vaera]], [[Venom]]
|-
|
|[[Quickly to Quelynos]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|May 18, 2022
|[[Drunk at Midnight]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Mildly Misplaced Makari]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Shilde]]
|-
|May 19, 2022
|[[Pretty Things]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Kobolds: Storm the Sandcastle]]
|[[Halani]], [[Jinks]], [[Munch]]
|-
|May 20, 2022
|[[Temple District Talk]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Dolan]], [[Eztil]], [[Khepri]], [[Un'eth]]
|-
|May 22, 2022
|[[99 Problems (But Llyranost Isn't One)]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Verna]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Dirk]]
|-
|
|[[An Awkward Reunion]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Mikilos]], [[Aya]], [[Aryia]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Explain Your Smallness]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|May 23, 2022
|[[The First Call]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Resurrectionist Escort Part 6]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Shilde]]
|-
|
|[[Add Victory (um...)]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Culix]], [[Shilde]]
|
|-
|May 24, 2022
|[[Quickly to Quelynos (Part 2)]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[No Wight Place]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Un'eth]]
|-
|
|[[Heth-alumps and Woo-zles]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Shilde]]
|-
|May 25, 2022
|[[Lower Market Meetup]]
|[[Daechir]], [[Gramarye]], [[Hithaeron]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[That Lifting Feeling]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Another Apprentice at the Forge]]
|[[Etzli]], [[Gramarye]], [[Leetle]], [[Robert]]
|-
|May 26, 2022
|[[Say Nevermore]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Hithaeron]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Rocky]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|May 27, 2022
|[[Don't Fear the Wolf]]
|[[Aya]], [[Halani]], [[Munch]]
|-
|
|[[The Hunter And the Hunted]]
|[[Seldan]], DM: Whirlpool
|-
|May 28, 2022
|[[Demon Werewolf Jamboree]]
|[[Aya]], [[Dirk]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]]
|-
|
|[[Jamboree Aftermath]]
|[[Aya]], [[Dirk]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|May 29, 2022
|[[Heth Wights for No One]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Dolan]], [[Andelena]], [[Robert]], [[Shilde]]
|-
|May 30, 2022
|[[Heth Hath No Flurries]]
|[[Zofija]], [[Jay]], [[Slixvah]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[Wraith for It]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Home and Friends]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Percy]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Wight Into The Cups]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Mikilos]], [[Robert]], [[Shilde]]
|-
|May 31, 2022
|[[Quickly to Quelynos (Part 3)]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Lysos]], [[Verna]]
|-
|}
===June===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|June 01, 2022
|[[Where You Are]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Lysos]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Token of Power]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Slixvah]], [[Robert]], [[Eztli]], [[Jay]]
|-
|
|[[Feytouched and Fey Friends]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Watcher's Vigil]]
|[[Telamon]], vignette
|-
|June 02, 2022
|[[Evacuate This Part 1]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Eztli]], [[Gramarye]], [[Magpie]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]]
|-
|June 03, 2022
|[[Night Like This]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|June 04, 2022
|[[Minions of Evil]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Gurtrud]], [[Nemori]], [[Sjach]] DM [[Dirk]]
|-
|
|[[It's Hot]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Totem of Instinct]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Eztil]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|
|[[Mistakes are Inevitable]]
|[[Daechir]], [[Lyme]], [[Shilde]], [[Stena]]
|-
|June 05, 2022
|[[Internal Journeys]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Stjepan]]
|-
|
|[[For Want of a Mourner]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Silmeria]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Roofside Chat]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Wight Hole Wrong Wish]]
|[[Rocky]], [[Shilde]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], DM: [[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[A Worthwhile Place]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 06, 2022
|[[Advice for the Giving]]
|[[Aya]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Jail Talk]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]]
|-
|
|[[Messengers with Pie]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 07, 2022
|[[Been Dreaming]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 08, 2022
|[[Malefic]]
|[[Skielstregar]], vignette
|-
|
|[[Wolfsbane]]
|[[Silmeria]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Visitor with Wine]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Crawled Out of a Hole]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Barclaiigh]]
|-
|
|[[Obligatory Fanservice Episode 3: Return of the Fey]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 09, 2022
|[[Death's War]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Silmeria]]
|-
|
|[[Anatomy of a Fiend]]
|[[Aya]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|
|[[Evacuate This Part 2]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Eztli]], [[Gramarye]], [[Magpie]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Jay]]
|-
|
|[[A Matter of Faith]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 10, 2022
|[[Begrudging Aid]]
|[[Aya]], [[Aryia]]
|-
|
|[[Wight Club]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Dirk]], [[Nemori]], [[Sora]]
|-
|
|[[What Dark Breaks]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Silmeria]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Horns Are Not For Gnawing]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Murder]]
|-
|
|[[The Griever's Next Move]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Seldan]], [[Halani]], [[Zeke]], [[Jinks]], [[Stjepan]]
|-
|June 11, 2022
|[[My Strength]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Sandwiches and Sunlight]]
|[[Aya]], [[Aryia]], [[Seldan]], [[Seyardu]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Fish Scales]]
|[[Murder]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[You Have to Save her]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Jinks]], [[Halani]], [[Aya]], [[Merek]]
|-
|
|[[Late Night for a Late Bite]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Eztli]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Verna]]
|-
|June 12, 2022
|[[Dance of the Dragoon]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|
|[[Hot Words on a Hot Day]]
|[[Aya]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[En guarde!]]
|[[Jay]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]]
|-
|June 13, 2022
|[[Scones, Clothes, and Betrothed]]
|[[Verna]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Aryia]], [[Auranar]]
|-
|
|[[Dinner Out]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Daniel]], [[Lysos]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[The Wounds Left Behind]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Prepare to Bargain]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Aya]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|June 14, 2022
|[[Research!]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Eztli]], [[Lysos]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Puppy Therapy]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Wight Investigation, part 1]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Shilde]], [[Paenitia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|June 15, 2022
|[[The Places Between]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Halani]], [[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Bird, Bird, and Bot]]
|[[Gramarye]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|June 16, 2022
|[[Interview with a Werewolf]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Silmeria]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[A Pie Returned in Kind]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[On Artifice Armor Appearances]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[Mistakes Happened]]
|[[Elyanna]], [[Gramarye]], [[Jay]], [[Shilde]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|June 17, 2022
|[[Up to Measure]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Time to Retire]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Khepri]], [[Nemori]], [[Smuldur]]
|-
|
|[[Accidental Admittance]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Verna]]
|-
|June 19, 2022
|[[Be A Wight In The Darkness]]
|[[Carver]], [[Dalton]], [[Eztli]], [[Kyria]], [[Nemori]], [[Sora]]
|-
|
|[[Weddings, Warnings, Temples, and Tea]]
|[[Silmeria]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Lizards, Lunch, and Liars]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[Suspect Donations]]
|[[Khepri]], [[Sora]], [[Rocky]], [[Gramarye]], [[Knightmare]], [[Jay]]
|-
|
|[[Part of the Family]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 20, 2022
|[[Paladin on the Old Road]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Serene]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Catch and Release]]
|[[Andelena]] [[Slixvah]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[More than meets the Eye]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Auranar]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Menagerie]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Eztli]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Shilde]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 21, 2022
|[[Best Friends Forever]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Bring me a Dream]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Ssun's Out, Sscales Out]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Un'eth]]
|-
|
|[[Wight Investigation, part 2]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Shilde]], [[Paenitia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|June 22, 2022
|[[All I Want]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[The Places Between (Part 2)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Halani]], [[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 23, 2022
|[[Evacuate This, part 3]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Eztli]], [[Gramarye]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Jay]]
|-
|June 24, 2022
|[[Something Smells....]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Khepri]], [[Nemori]], [[Sora]]
|-
|
|[[Wight in the Feels]]
|[[Paenitia]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Lysos]], [[MAC-B1G]]
|-
|
|[[Seelie or Unseelie]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Can't Run Anymore]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|June 25, 2022
|[[Way of the Sword]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|June 26, 2022
|[[Sweet Summer Solstice]]
|[[Carver]], [[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Inevitable Sewer Adventure]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Dirk]], [[Jay]], [[Jozi]], [[Nemori]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|June 27, 2022
|[[Glass Half Full]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Daniel]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Devil of Sanguine Fen]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Sora]], [[Smuldur]]
|-
|
|[[The Inevitable Follow-up]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Eztli]], [[Robert]], [[Jay]], [[Jozi]]
|-
|
|[[Symbol of Memory]]
|[[Gramarye]], [[Khepri]]
|-
|June 28, 2022
|[[Art in Temple Square]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Silmeria]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Wight Investigation, part 3]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|
|[[Deliverance]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|June 29, 2022
|[[Clearing the Scales]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|June 30, 2022
|[[Evacuate This, part 4]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Eztli]], [[Gramarye]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Jay]]
|-
|}
===July===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|July 01, 2022
|[[A Half-Year Anniversary]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 02, 2022
|[[Merely Offering Greetings]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Bird in the Hand]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|
|[[Look Who's Back]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Imane]], [[Mikilos]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]]
|-
|
|[[Git, Good]]
|[[Lysos]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|July 03, 2022
|[[My Cabin in the Woods]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Divided by a Common Language]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Khepri]], [[Nemori]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[A Promise of Unending Beauty]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Verna]]
|-
|July 04, 2022
|[[(not so) Veiled Venom]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Nemori]], [[Venom]]
|-
|
|[[Market Shenanigans]]
|[[Carver]], [[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Verna]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[The Laughing Thief]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 05, 2022
|[[Wight Investigation, part 4]]
|[[Paenitia]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|
|[[Praying to Protocol]]
|[[Gramarye]], [[Khepri]]
|-
|July 06, 2022
|[[Students & Teachers]]
|[[Verna]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 07, 2022
|[[Evacuate This, part 5]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Eztli]], [[Gramarye]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Jay]]
|-
|July 08, 2022
|[[the Way We Were Waylaid, Wayward]]
|[[Braith]], [[Carver]], [[Dirk]], [[Jay]], [[Nemori]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Give Me The News]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|July 09, 2022
|[[It's always some Thing]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Shilde]]
|-
|July 10, 2022
|[[The Real eState of Things]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Khepri]], [[Nemori]], [[Slixvah]], [[Jay]]
|-
|July 11, 2022
|[[Running of the Wolves]]
|[[Carver]], [[Daniel]], [[Dirk]], [[Irshya]], [[Khepri]], [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[But First, Dinner]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Lasabeth's Lice, pt1]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Nemori]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|July 12, 2022
|[[Wrestling With Choices]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dirk]], [[Percy]]
|-
|
|[[Get Well Soon?]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[Wight Investigation, part 5]]
|[[Paenitia]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|July 13, 2022
|[[The Hurdy-Gurdy Demonstration]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Capture the Totem]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Lysos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Sherine]], [[Sora]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[In the Library with the Crimson Pen]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Sabina]]
|-
|July 14, 2022
|[[Statuesque]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Lasabeth's Lice pt2]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Nemori]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Pothy's Home]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Evacuate This, part 6]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Gramarye]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Jay]]
|-
|July 15, 2022
|[[A Mountain Stroll]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]], [[Verna]], [[Robert]]
|-
|
|[[Two Truths and a Lie]]
|[[Irshya]], [[Patch]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[the Way We Were Waylaid, Wayward, p2]]
|[[Carver]], [[Dirk]], [[Jay]], [[Nemori]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Dancin' Dragoon]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|July 16, 2022
|[[Tuned Up for What]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]], [[Mikilos]], [[Robert]]
|-
|
|[[Corkscrew and Wine]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Mikilos]], [[Patch]], [[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[Acceptance]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[Late Night at the Cheerful Corvid]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Eztli]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|July 17, 2022
|[[Heal Thyself]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Jay]], [[Khepri]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Dirk]]
|-
|
|[[The New Redeemer in Town]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaughn]]
|-
|
|[[The Wight Album]]
|[[Dalton]], [[Jay]], [[Kyria]], [[Patch]], [[Sherine]], [[Vaughn]]
|-
|
|[[Drink Between Friends]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Slixvah]], [[Eztli]], [[Jay]], [[Robert]]
|-
|July 18, 2022
|[[An Armed Collision]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Running with the Wolves (Part 2)]]
|[[Daniel]], [[Dirk]], [[Khepri]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[The Weight of Wights]]
|[[Karasu]], [[Magpie]], [[Niara]], [[Vaughn]]
|-
|July 19, 2022
|[[On Matters of Thievery]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], Balderdan
|-
|
|[[Lucht Runs Out]]
|[[Brianna]], [[Eztli]], [[Jay]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[It's Fair to Be Were-y]]
|[[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaughn]]
|-
|July 20, 2022
|[[Luck of the Bird]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Slixvah]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 21, 2022
|[[Turn over the Totem]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Telamon]], Balderdan
|-
|
|[[Organizing Thoughts]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Patch]], [[Mikilos]], [[Venom]]
|-
|
|[[Excavate This!]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Nemori]], [[Jay]], [[Eztli]], [[Dirk]], DM: [[Robert]]
|-
|July 22, 2022
|[[Ribbon Exchange]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[The Way We Were Wayward Waylaid, Part 3]]
| [[Jay]], [[Nemori]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[The Snack Platter]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Sora]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 23, 2022
|[[Book Smart]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Khepri]], [[Patch]], [[Vaughn]]
|-
|July 24, 2022
|[[Play Pretend]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|
|[[The Wight Album, part 2]]
|[[Dalton]], [[Jay]], [[Kyria]], [[Patch]], [[Sherine]]
|-
|
|[[To Grandfather's House We Go]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|July 25, 2022
|[[Let It Rest Already!]]
|[[Paenitia]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Lysos]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|July 26, 2022
|[[Strongestestest Warrior]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Robert]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|
|[[Silk and Steel]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 27, 2022
|[[Drinking Buddy]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Leetle]]
|-
|
|[[Face//Off]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Shilde]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 28, 2022
|[[Evacuate This, part 7]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Gramarye]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Jay]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|July 29, 2022
|[[Doling Out Plans]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|
|[[Cookies at the Cheerful Corvid]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Stjepan]]
|-
|July 30, 2022
|[[The Way We Were Wayward Waylaid, Part 4]]
|[[Jay]], [[Nemori]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Stand With You]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|
|[[Pulling at Knots]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]]
|-
|July 31, 2022
|[[Amily in the Wight]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Dirk]], [[Khepri]], [[Eztli]], [[Jay]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[Campfire Conversation]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|}

===August===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|August 01, 2022
|[[Wight Worms (Group 2)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aurala]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Halani]], [[Silmeria]], [[Stjepan]]
|-
|
|[[Oruch-ouch-um]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Andelena]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[The Vintner's Offer]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 02, 2022
|[[A Deal is a Deal]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Face//Off, Part 2]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Shilde]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Hymn and Haw]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]]
|-
|August 03, 2022
|[[Stolen! Totem at the Temple]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Kard]], [[Lysos]], [[Patch]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Zyla]]
|-
|
|[[Flight Regulations]]
|[[Jay]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Rush Order]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|
|[[Cleaning and Mending]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|August 04, 2022
|[[Zalgi-man or Puppet]]
|[[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 05, 2022
|[[Warehouse Gossip]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Slixvah]], [[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Irshya]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Cleanup Crew]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Braith]], [[Patch]], [[Finn]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Cleanup Checkup]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]]
|-
|August 07, 2022
|[[Teatime Talk]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Noble Intentions]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Zyla]], [[Paenitia]], [[Shilde]] DM: [[Eztli]]
|-
|August 08, 2022
|[[The Write Stuff]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[The Bird at the Cheerful Corvid (It's Not Pothy)]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[The Stars Only for Her]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Wight Worms (Group 2 Part 2)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aurala]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Halani]], [[Silmeria]], [[Stjepan]]
|-
|August 09, 2022
|[[Fish Thief]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Magpie]], [[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Slixvah]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 10, 2022
|[[Reading into things]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Safe and Sound]]
|[[Venom]], [[Aryia]]
|-
|
|[[Soggy Salutations]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Patch]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Cryosanthia]]
|-
|
|[[The Mercenary (Love) Life]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Stjepan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 11, 2022
|[[Out of Step]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Unwanted Duty]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Wolf in Sheep's Clothing]]
|[[Halani]], [[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[A Noble Tongue]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaughn]]
|-
|August 12, 2022
|[[Portside Distractions]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Gramarye]], DM: [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|August 13, 2022
|[[Court of Teeth]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Culix]], [[Etzli]], [[Slixvah]], DM: [[Yaretzi]]
|-
|
|[[Black-eyed Peas]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Rocky]], [[Verna]], [[Yaretzi]], [[Zyla]]
|-
|August 14, 2022
|[[Spirits and Wine]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[How to Bait a Wolf]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|
|[[Noble Intentions Part 2]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Zyla]], [[Paenitia]], [[Shilde]] DM: [[Eztli]]
|-
|
|[[Library Days]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[Tooth Fairy Headache]]
|[[Culix]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Sable]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 15, 2022
|[[An Imp-Sized Migraine]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|August 16, 2022
|[[If You Give a Faerie Dragon a Mountain Oyster]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 17, 2022
|[[Brunch and Spice]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|
|[[Outer Tribes]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Yaretzi]]
|-
|August 18, 2022
|[[For Want of Armor]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|
|[[SYWTBAH]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Slixvah]] DM: [[Williwaw]]
|-
|
|[[Fey-ke Dragon in the Gardens]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|August 19, 2022
|[[Lady and the Bard]]
|[[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Artisanal Linguistics]]
|[[Alaryn]], [[Telamon]], [[Slixvah]], [[Patch]]
|-
|August 20, 2022
|[[Glass Dragon]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Eztli]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|August 21, 2022
|[[Kobolds: Kill the Witch Queen]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Seyardu]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Selia]], [[Jinks]] DMs: [[Cryosanthia]], [[Williwaw]]
|-
|
|[[Rainy Eliday Morning]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 22, 2022
|[[Like Dominos]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Patch]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[SYWTBAH Part 2]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Slixvah]] DM: [[Williwaw]]
|-
|
|[[Scrolling for Insight]]
|[[Elyanna]], [[Patch]], [[Zofija]], [[Alaryn]] DM: [[Whirlpool]]
|-
|August 23, 2022
|[[Rain on your Parade]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[Devilish Research]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|
|[[A Drink and a Song]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Ravendar]]
|-
|August 24, 2022
|[[Hash It out Over Breakfast]]
|[[Yaretzi]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Alaryn]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[A Visit Over Tea]]
|[[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 25, 2022
|[[Questions for Ryon]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|August 27, 2022
|[[A Cure for a Multitude of Ills]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|August 28, 2022
|[[Heart Of The Cards]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|-
|August 29, 2022
|[[Koming Klean over Kvass]]
|[[Elyanna]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-

|August 30, 2022
|[[Birds and Wedding Bells]]
|[[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[The Date is Set]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[What Big Eyes You Have]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|
|[[Esoterica Petitio]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]]
|-
|August 31, 2022
|[[Bready to Dance]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Nessa]]
|-
|}

===September===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|September 1, 2022
|[[Reading Rainbow]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Purpose of Strength]]
|[[Yaretzi]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|September 2, 2022
|[[Rainbows and Shadows]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Crik]], [[Culix]]
|-
|
|[[The Necessity of Bathing]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Jinks]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|September 4, 2022
|[[MEETUP: Fortune's Favor]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Merek]], [[Crik]], [[Jay]], [[Culix]], [[Mikilos]], DM: [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[The Sunguard and Her Cats]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|September 5, 2022
|[[Wayfarer's Breakfast]]
|[[Patch]], [[Seldan]], [[Eztli]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Wight Worms (Group 1)]]
|[[Cesran]], [[Serene]], [[Seldan]], [[Seyardu]], [[Un'eth]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Malice of Infinity]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|
|[[Trinkets and Baubles]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Yaretzi]]
|-
|
|[[Wayfarer's Breakfast Part 2]]
|[[Patch]], [[Seldan]], [[Eztli]], [[Slixvah]], [[Dirk]], [[Ravendar]]
|-
|
|[[Prisoners of Gravitas]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], [[Mikilos]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[Save the Queen]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Andelena]], [[Carver]], [[Culix]], [[Ravendar]], GM: [[Dirk]]
|-
|
|[[The Poetry Slam Winner]]
|[[Carver]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|September 6, 2022
|[[Bar Tender]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[Git Help]]
|[[Jay]], DM: [[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[Rushing To The Altar]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 7, 2022
|[[Stormy Tea Time]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Jay]], [[Mikilos]], [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[Wand-ering Thoughts]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[A Wight Celebration]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Carver]], [[Cesran]], [[Dirk]], [[Lyme]], [[Mikilos]], [[Molly]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seyardu]], [[Silmeria]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 8, 2022
|[[Devil in the Basement]]
|[[Alaryn]], [[Andelena]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Khepri]]
|-
|
|[[Looking for a Spot]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Yaretzi]]
|-
|
|[[Meetup: Welcome to Ashvale]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Jinks]], [[Zofija]], [[Molly]]
|-
|September 11, 2022
|[[The Lady's Escort]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Eztli]], [[Rocky]], [[Telamon]], [[Thurid]]; GM: [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[The Seed of Evil]]
|[[Telamon]], Karan'taara (NPC); GM: [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|September 12, 2022
|[[The Freak Shoe]]
|[[Jay]], [[Jozi]]
|-
|September 13, 2022
|[[A Small Joke]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|
|[[Half-Elf Homecoming]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 14, 2022
|[[Conflict of Philosophy]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[The Raven Truce]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Kaj]]
|-
|September 15, 2022
|[[A Bird in Hand]]
|[[Cryosanthia]]
|-
|
|[[Portside Blues]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Eztli]], [[Jay]], DM: [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[A Gnoment in Time, Part 1]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Lyme]], [[Paenitia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Zyla]]
|-
|
|[[Ruminations on a Monster]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 16, 2022
|[[Allergic Inflection]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[irshya]], [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[Return to Chandor's Crossing]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Dirk]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], GM: [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 18, 2022
|[[The Cat's Meow]]
|[[Carver]], [[Crik]], [[Crius]], [[Sable]], GM: [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[The Face Of A Friend]]
|[[Gramarye]], [[Khepri]]
|-
|September 19, 2022
|[[Rain Check]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Murder]]
|-
|
|[[Night Shift]]
|[[Irshya]], [[Slixvah]], [[Dirk]], [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[The Midnight Unkindness]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 21, 2022
|[[Final F-ant-asy: Lion Edition]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Chemas]], [[Eztli]], [[Lysa]], [[Magpie]], [[Slixvah]], DM: [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[Morning Shift]]
|[[Irshya]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Heady the Sea, part 1]]
|[[Jay]], [[Jozi]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|September 22, 2022
|[[Portside Blues Part 2]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Eztli]], [[Jay]], DM: [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Welcome to Ashenvale, part 2]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Jinks]], [[Zofija]], [[Jozi]]
|-
|
|[[A Gnoment in Time, Part 2]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Lyme]], [[Paenitia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Zyla]]
|-
|September 23, 2022
|[[Boxy Rain Dance]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Write in the Eels]]
|[[Jay]], [[Slixvah]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]]
|-
|
|[[Council Inquest]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Merek]], [[Patch]], [[Seyardu]], [[Stjepan]], [[Cesran]], [[Seldan]], [[Malik]]
|-
|
|[[Hounds of Hell]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Sora]], [[Telamon]]; GM: [[Dirk]]
|-
|
|[[Time Enough]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 25, 2022
|[[Kobolds: Kill the Witch-Queen, finale]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Seyardu]], [[Jinks]], [[Selia]], [[Braelnoir]] DMs: [[Cryosanthia]], [[Williwaw]]
|-
|
|[[Busting Pyramids]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|September 26, 2022
|[[Heady the Sea, Part 2]]
|[[Jay]], [[Jozi]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|September 27, 2022
|[[It Came From Beyond!]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Slixvah]], [[Syianne]]; GM: [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 28, 2022
|[[Language of Metal]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Crik]]
|-
|
|[[Fifty-Fifty]]
|[[Jay]], [[Schara]], [[Zalara]]
|-
|
|[[Dinner at the Rosalian Rose]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 29, 2022
|[[Always the Gross Jobs]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]], [[Stjepan]]
|-
|
|[[Welcome to Ashenvale, part 3]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Zofija]], [[Jozi]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[The Eager Cake Testers]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[A Gnoment in Time, Part 3]]
|[[Lyme]], [[Paenitia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Zyla]]
|-
|}

===October===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|October 2, 2022
|[[Fish and Catch-Up]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|
|[[Out of the Water]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Tiasa]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|October 3, 2022
|[[An Enchanting Afternoon at Home]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[More Meat Pies!]]
|[[Jay]], [[Jozi]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|October 5, 2022
|[[Home by the Sea]]
|[[Alaryn]], [[Andelena]], [[Magpie]]; GM: Telamon
|-
|October 4, 2022
|[[Picking up Favors]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Slixvah]], [[Crik]]
|-
|
|[[Head's Down Git's Up]]
|[[Jay]], [[Jozi]], [[Slixvah]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|October 6, 2022
|[[Head's Down Git's Up Part 2]]
|[[Jay]], [[Jozi]], [[Slixvah]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[A Gnoment in Time, Part 4]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Zyla]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Paenitia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|October 7, 2022
|[[Big Trouble in Little Redford]]
|[[Lysa]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], GM: [[Dirk]]
|-
|
|[[Nine Years of Debt]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Tenoc]], [[Halani]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|October 9, 2022
|[[Shaking off the Nerves]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 10, 2022
|[[Head's Down Git's Up Part 3]]
|[[Jay]], [[Jozi]], [[Slixvah]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[The Final Stitches]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|October 11, 2022
|[[The Black Crystals]]
|[[Jay]], [[Slixvah]], [[Alaryn]], [[Schara]], [[Lauriel]], [[Toha]], [[Zalara]]
|-
|
|[[Taking the Report]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 12, 2022
|[[Learning To Fly]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 13, 2022
|[[A Gnoment in Time, Part 5]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Paenitia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Vaera]], [[Dirk]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|October 14, 2022
|[[Small Aside at the Society]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Crik]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[Fifty to Thirty-Three]]
|[[Jay]], [[Alaryn]], [[Merek]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[The Damned Lace]]
|[[Ariya]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 16, 2022
|[[A hug in the Night]]
|[[Jay]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[A Lúpecyll-Atlon Wedding]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Throwed Apples, pt1]]
|[[Etzli]], [[Jozi]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|October 17, 2022
|[[Throwed Apples, pt2]]
|[[Etzli]], [[Jay]], [[Jozi]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[What's In a Light]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Murder]]
|-
|
|[[A Lupecyll-Atlon Wedding Party]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Aryia]], [[Carver]], [[Dirk]], [[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seyardu]], [[Stjepan]], [[Telamon]], [[Venom]]
|-
|October 18, 2022
|[[Final F-ant-asy: Lion Edition Part 2]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Eztli]], [[Magpie]], [[Slixvah]], DM: [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[Until the End of All]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 19, 2022
|[[An Ale Advised Plan]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Schara]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|October 20, 2022
|[[Final F-ant-asy: Lion Edition Part 3]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Eztli]], [[Magpie]], [[Slixvah]], DM: [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[Dunny Go Alone]]
|[[Jay]], [[Merek]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[A Walk In The Woods]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Pouring over Data]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[A Gnoment in Time, Part 6]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Lyme]], [[Vaera]], [[Dirk]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Paenitia]]
|-
|October 21, 2022
|[[Miss His Light]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[Town Planning Council]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Merek]], [[Patch]], [[Seyardu]], [[Stjepan]]
|-
|
|[[A Lupecyll-Atlon Homecoming]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 24, 2022
|[[The Instrument of the Grey Lady]]
|[[Zofija]], [[Elyanna]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[Leg of Meat and A Dream]]
|[[Murder]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|October 25, 2022
|[[Scrub the Deck]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Venom]]
|-
|
|[[A Theatrical Reunion]]
|[[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Schara]], [[Slixvah]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 26, 2022
|[[The Hunt for Tang]]
|[[Jay]]
|-
|
|[[Something to Tlahco Bout]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Khepri]], [[Vaera]]; GM: Ravenstongue
|-
|October 27, 2022
|[[A Gnoment in Time, Part 7]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Zyla]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Paenitia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|
|[[Bluedragon Ale]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]], [[Schara]], [[Merek]], [[Jay]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[Star Soup for the Soul]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 28, 2022
|[[Nap In The Stacks]]
|[[Schara]], [[Slixvah]]
|
|-
|October 29, 2022
|[[Graveyard Smash]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Culix]], [[Dirk]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[All-Time Grates, the]]
|[[Irshya]], [[Jay]], [[Rocky]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Waltzing Chartle-Clank-Hamma-Sprokiee]]
|[[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[Demons Marketplace]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Kira]], [[Rocky]]
|-
|October 30, 2022
|[[Injuries of the Mortal Kind]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Face to Faceless]]
|[[Jay]], [[Patch]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|October 31, 2022
|[[Winter's Bite, Part 1]]
|[[Faiza]], [[Slixvah]], [[Jay]], [[Robert]], DM: [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[Hallowed Halls]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Schara]], [[Verna]], [[Zyla]]
|-
|}

===November===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|November 1, 2022
|[[Small Versus Tall]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Murder]], [[Yaretzi]]
|-
|
|[[The Cat Bath]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Lies of a Mission]]
|[[Robert]], [[Jay]], [[Nemori]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|November 2, 2022
|[[ Lies of a Tension]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Merek]], [[Mikilos]], [[Serene]]
|-
|
|[[The Rook's First Move]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|November 3, 2022
|[[ Winter's Bite, Part 2]]
|[[Patch]], [[Robert "Bobby"]], [[Slixvah]], [[Jay]]
|-
|
|[[A Gnoment in Time, Part 8]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Paenitia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|November 4, 2022
|[[Dinner with Friends]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], [[Gadget]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Draining The Sewers]]
|[[Mara]], [[Patch]]. [[Schara]], DM: [[Telamon]]
|-
|November 5, 2022
|[[Dwarf Fortress]]
|[[Jay]], [[Khepri]], [[Crik]], [[Schara]]
|-
|November 6, 2022
|[[Hole, the]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Kira]], [[Mikilos]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|
|[[Stories for Sisters]]
|[[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|November 7, 2022
|[[Reunite, Rekindle, Remember]]
|[[Kira]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Exchange Grate]]
|[[Jay]], [[Jozi]], [[Nemori]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Seen by the Shore: Demon]]
|[[Kira]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|November 8, 2022
|[[Aftermath of Seen by the Shore]]
|[[Kira]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Dormant Reflections]]
|[[Patch]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|November 9, 2022
|[[In Search of... Mr. Tibbys]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Shilde]]
|-
|
|[[The Pixie Card Game]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|November 10, 2022
|[[A Gnoment in Time, Part 9]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Paenitia]], [[Dirk]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|November 12, 2022
|[[Nugget of Wisdom]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[Lost son, Found kitten]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Dolan]], [[Magpie]], [[Mikilos]], [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[Dopplefeather]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Schara]], [[Irshya]], [[Culix]], [[Ashes]], [[Merek]]
|-
|
|[[Hydraulic Bucolic]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Robert]]
|-
|November 13, 2022
|[[Hostel California]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Rocky]]
|-
|
|[[Winging It]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Schara]], [[Rocky]]
|-
|
|[[Dwarf Fortress Part 2]]
|[[Khepri]], [[Schara]], [[Yaretzi]], [[Jay]], [[Sable]], [[Crik]]
|-
|November 14, 2022
|[[Hallowed Halls (Part 2)]]
|[[Munch]], [[Patch]], [[Schara]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Nest Egg Inn, the]]
|[[Braelnoir]], [[Jinks]], [[Lauriel]], [[Munch]], [[Seyardu]], [[Sjach]]
|-
|
|[[Vaire's Verses]]
|[[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Stjepan]]
|-
|November 15, 2022
|[[Finals Crunch]]
|[[Patch]], [[Slixvah]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[The Faces of the Corpse-Eater]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|November 16, 2022
|[[Cats and Demons]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|November 17, 2022
|[[Feadril's Guidance]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|November 18, 2022
|[[The Rook's Second Move]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|November 20, 2022
|[[Dwarf Fortress Part 3]]
|[[Khepri]], [[Schara]], [[Yaretzi]], [[Jay]], [[Sable]], [[Crik]]
|-
|November 21, 2022
|[[Hallowed Halls (Part 3)]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Patch]], [[Schara]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|November 22, 2022
|[[Sentimental Seasoning]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Cowpocolypse]]
|[[Harshad]], [[Mara]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[A Gnoment in Time, Part 10]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Paenitia]], [[Dirk]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]], [[Zyla]]
|-
|November 23, 2022
|[[Spellcrafting at the Society]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Slixvah]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Winter Camping]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Daniel]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[Tunnels and Truffles, Poisons and Ponds]]
|[[Carver]], [[Jinks]], [[Mikilos]], [[Sabina]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|November 24, 2022
|[[Tea with the Vouivre]]
|[[Sabina]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[Stained Past]]
|[[Jay]], [[Murder]], [[Wu]]
|-
|November 26, 2022
|[[Sunk Cost Fallacy]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Rocky]], [[Sabina]]
|-
|November 27, 2022
|[[Dream Fiend]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Eztli]], [[Razen]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zyla]], DM: [[Ravenstongue]]
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Sunk Cost Fallacy

2022-11-27T23:12:50Z

Cryosanthia:

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== Log Info ==
*Title: Sunk Cost Fallacy
*Emitter: Cryosanthia
*Characters: Nemori, Robert, Rocky, Sabina
*Place: The Inmost Sea, Alexandros
*Time: Saturday, November 26, 2022, 7:52 PM
*Summary: The site of a past tragedy is tainted by dread misery and lethal accidents. Alexandria's government worries about the viability of shipping lanes and sub-contracts through the Adventurer's Guild to see the problem resolved. A quartet of such individuals is dispatched on a small, fast-moving ship to investigate, diving with the aid of divine magics. They find the remains of one wreck and encounter a murderous creature haunting the ship's husk. The group is able to ward off the undead long enough to destroy its anchor point and send it to eternal rest.</div>

<pre>-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Appearing -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Nemori 4'10" 110 Lb Mul'niessa Female A tall and slender, dark skinned elf.
Robert 6'3" 235 Lb Human Male A middle-aged Cerenzan with a friendly, fatherly vibe.
Rocky 6'8" 460 Lb Sith-Makar Male A grey Sith in armor, bit like a statue.
Sabina 5'4" 130 Lb Human Female Tsuran woman of dark hair and green eyes.
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-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= As the GM -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Cryosanthia 6'9" 291 Lb Sith-Makar Female A dashingly tall, elegant white-scaled lizard woman.
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The Inmost Sea

A week ago a ship was lost in a storm off the coast, past the rocky outcrop of the Redridge Mountains, where the underwater ridge drops off into the deep.

There were no survivors.

Ships that have passed the last known location have had their crew gripped by sudden fear, an overwhelming thalassophobia that makes them eager to leave the area.

The guards were tasked with investigating, leading to a subcontract to the Explorer's guild, and a small cutter carrying the willing troubleshooters out to the location. Several hours of sailing and the small boat is over the correct spot, if the unsettling feelings are to be believed.

>>SPLASH<< An anchor is thrown over. The captain, a weathered Oruch, growls, "Here. Getting the heebie jeebies. You read to drop over?"

The cutter's small crew has clustered around their captain, drawing strength from his stoicism.

<pre>GAME: Nemori rolls will: (18)+9: 27 (Vs DC16 - Success)
GAME: Rocky rolls will: (15)+3: 18 (Vs DC16 - Success)
GAME: Robert rolls Will: (16)+4: 20 (Vs DC16 - Success)
GAME: Sabina rolls will: (1)+11: 12 (EPIC FAIL) (Vs DC16 - Fail) Shaken, -2
<OOC> Sabina can say both my 3rd level priest spells are water breathing? :)
GAME: Sabina casts Bestow Curse. Caster Level: 5 DC: 16, "For the water breathing."</pre>

Bina was fine with the trip out. In the boat all was well. But even though the plan was always to go over the side and into the water, its not her element. Nerves rise up and she peers into the water with a sigh. "My first time doing this. I like land..a lot."

Rocky snorts softly as the unusual fear washes over him, but doesn't let it bother him. Glancing to the other, the sith slips over the side and into the water. Rocky swims like a rock. Which is to say quite well, if you happen to be heading down. The sith is used to freshwater rivers, not a salty ocean, but the basic idea is the same. He's no dolphin, but seems do be fine.

Bina marshals herself and prays to Tarien. "Oh lord of laughter, hear my prayer and grant us foolish folk the ability to enter the watery domain. It should be amusing for you at the very least." She's surrounded by divine energy and then reaches out to touch those who desire the spell.

Nemori seems to be of a mind with Sabina if her expression upon gazing at the anchor's chain as it is abruptly cut off by the water's surface. She backs up a step to avoid the splash caused by the massive makari's dive. Then she casts a look at Robert, bordering on accusing, before divesting herself of certain items. Her hat, her boots and stockings. The belt for her rapier, too, though she keeps her belt knife. Her last preparation is a minor orison that she chants, holding on to her Ceinaran coin before she tucks it away into her pocket. Then as Sabina's magic settles over her and the others, she slips over the edge as well, using the anchor's line to pull herself down into the depths.

<pre>GAME: Nemori casts Endure Elements. Caster Level: 7 DC: 15</pre>

"... and to think that I passed on plans for amphibious modifications," Bob muses with his massive gauntlets braced against the railing. The domed helmet of its titan's armor is thrown back, hanging like an empty bowl from a hinge. He inhales the salty sea air and offers Sabina his best reassuring smile. "Maybe you'll find you like the sea in spite of this... or find greater appreciation for dry land," he ventures as he stands up straight and vents steam moving away from the edge of the deck.

The big Cerenzan in bigger armor clicks, clatters, and clanks as he shrugs out of his pack. He secures it to a netted bundle of casks, not wanting it to fall off into the drink anymore than he wants to be soaking his schema during a swim. Then it's the business of tucking his cloak through his belt and making sure his various trinkets are looped tight and pouches buckled closed.

The pace is picked up as people begin their dives. Bob puts a series of defensive spells into place and returns to the railing down from where the others entered a ways. The helmet is pulled down into place with a *thunk* and then he rolls over backwards to splash mightly and start his sinking.

<pre>GAME: Robert casts Endure Elements. Caster Level: 7 DC: 15
GAME: Robert casts Ablative Barrier. Caster Level: 7 DC: 16</pre>

Bina sighs.. "Well..shit." She giggles then and splashes over the side gracelessly, dress turning into pants as she goes downward. Drawing the first breath is the hardest, after that it gets a little easier.

Down

Down

Down

: .

: .

: .

Those who swim like a rock drop swiftly into the depths. The sunlight fades, reds, yellows, and oranges vanishing, leaving only the violet, blue and greens of the deep. Even that fades as as the disphotic zone is breached. The pressure increases, the light is so dim it's hard to discern features. The sand of the seabed arrives suddenly.

The ship looms, a cargo trireme, in one piece but holed in several places. Nearby, a great emptiness suggests a drop-off into even greater depths. There's the pressure, but also the eerie presence of the ruined vessel.

Rocky falls still as he sinks, considering the differences in sea swimming. As the boat appears from the murk, the sith rouses again, limbs and tail moving slowly to shift his trajectory more towards the ship. He turns back a moment to check on the progress of the others.

<pre><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "okay, so currently counts as Dim lighting and Underwater, so concealment unless you have Darkvision,"
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "and the water has an effect on movement and weapon damage types"
<OOC> Nemori says, "How deep would you say we went?"
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "the euphotic zone extends down to 100 meters (330 feet),"
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "disphotic is 100 to 1000 meters, you're only in the start of it, so 350' down"</pre>

Bob's face is hidden inside the mound of his matte powder-black helm. The plates of his armor have all taken on the appearance of ridged, draconian scales after one of his spells. He reaches the bottom, landing on his chausses and fisted gauntlets, and kicking up a cloud of silty dust.

Violent streams of little bubbles jet out from beneath the joints of his armor as he stands carefully. Little energy-ball sparks of blue and black pop minor pulses of pressure as the armor bleeds its normal excesses in a new environment.

The artificer produces a glowing ioun stone and sets it to swim above and behind his helm. An homage to the angler fish.

<pre><OOC> Robert says, "So the ioun torch works like continual flame which works like a torch,"
<OOC> Robert says, "20' normal and then increases light level one step for the next 20'. So that'd be 40' of normal light if it's dim down here."
<OOC> Rocky figured to touchdown about 7:13, wait for the others, then head towards 15:13 and what appears to be a hole. But plans can change
<OOC> Robert says, "Also of note: as per RAW you can cast spells underwater if you can breathe underwater."
<OOC> Robert says, "There is a CL check to cast fire-spells underwater but there are rules in place to do it."
<OOC> Rocky notes his Gloves of Swimming and Climbing, before forgets</pre>

Sabina sinks slowly and manages to get her feet under herself before touching down. Slippered feet stirring up silt as she begins to walk with care along the bottom with the others.

Nemori reaches the bottom of the chain, then pushes off. She is not... graceful. Walking on the bottom, following the others, using her arms to help propel herself yet still feeling like she's in slow motion.

<pre><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "okay, so Rocky has Swim speed? Or bonus? Touch of Sea grants what?"
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "So it's 40' for Rocky to get to the white dot, which is 1.5 or 2 rounds."
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "So you have 2 rounds of casting or moving and we'll say the anchor point is where Rocky landed"
<OOC> Robert says, "So we'll do a cast and 1/4 and then cast and 1/4, Cryo."
GAME: Robert casts Shield. Caster Level: 7 DC: 15
GAME: Robert casts Blur. Caster Level: 7 DC: 16
GAME: Robert rolls athletics: (3)+4: 7
GAME: Robert rolls athletics: (19)+4: 23
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "so that gets you 15' Robert?"
<OOC> Robert says, "I think maybe 5'? Since I failed and succeeded. 1/4 of 30' is 5."
<OOC> Cryosanthia nods, "Okay, I think you need swim checks to move, DC10 as it's calm, and success is 1/4 as a move and 1/2 as full round."
<OOC> Sabina says, "Hmm.. does fast movement count for swimspeed?"
<OOC> Robert says, "The spell will specify, Sabina. Do you mean the Travel domain?"
<OOC> Robert says, "So that increases your base speed by 10'. If you have a swim speed it would increase the base swim speed by 10'."
<OOC> Robert says, " If not it'd factor into your calculatings for 1/4 or 1/2 move from athletic.s"
GAME: Rocky rolls athletics: (12)+8: 20
GAME: Sabina rolls athletics: (4)+2: 6
GAME: Sabina rolls athletics: (13)+2: 15
<OOC> Sabina says, "zero and then 20 for movement. No casting."
<OOC> Nemori says, "May I take 10 for this roll? we're not in combat or anything."
GAME: Nemori takes ten on athletics: (10)+1: 11
<OOC> Nemori will do two rounds of full move as well, which should be 30' total. No casting. 11,13 I think. Beside the rock.</pre>

The titanic armor struggles in its slog across the sea floor. The middle-aged artificer inside is distracted putting a few last choice gadgets into place on his armor.

Once the second disk is in place, his entire form seems to vibrate and split, jerking in and out spasmodically in a way that isn't the most pleasant to watch for extended periods. The light source is static, however, and doesn't jet about to bounce shadows chaotically.

Little blue hexes of shield-energy fade in and out in cascade as Robert steps through the water.

Bina is smiling nervously at this new experience. Sure. It's uncomfortable and dark and chilly down here but it's certainly new. She manages to half walk half swim her way along side Nemori and makes it closer to the ship. She pauses to make sure she notes where everyone is at.

Nemori keeps her mind off of how she must look; bare feet kicking off of the sandy bottom, arms scooping the water in front of her away and behind. Her hair, mostly unbound save for the hairpin holding it in place over her missing ear trails behind her, blending in a little bit with the sand she kicks up and stirs with her silly arm motions... slowing when Sabina does. It takes her a moment to figure out what the human is thinking about; when she does, she glances back towards Robert, settling in place so the armoured man can catch up.

Rocky moves slowly, towards the ship. Not from any real sense of caution, just not fully used to walking on the sea floor. The greyscale is less confidant than before, but still proceeds towards the opening in the side of the boat.

Sand swirls up around the feet with each step. Innocuous sea creatures skitter out of the way, disguised by the depths and their natural texture. Was it a flatfish, a boxfish, an octopus, an eel, a crab, it's hard to tell. Small things flee.

The ship lies upright on its keel, only a short gouge of sand suggesting an impact. The oars are broken, seeming sheared away and snapped. In the dim light it's difficult to discern, but parts of the hull are both blown open and crushed in.

Black scorch marks mar the planks around the hole that Rocky approaches. As Robert comes up behind him, his light spreads, illuminating the interior. Freshly sunk, there's been no time for the sea flora to colonize, but a few curious fish already explore, biting at the interior and swimming into open crates.

And something else moves in the darkness, a glowing, shimmering shape in the form of a man.

<pre>GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+20: (16)+20: 36 (Ghost Perception)
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+23: (3)+23: 26 (Ghost Stealth), "+2 for distance, Rocky can roll. Others don't have the angle"
GAME: Rocky rolls perception: (4)+12: 16 (vs DC28 - Fail)
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "okay, it will get a surprise round on Rocky, then Inits will roll. Waiting on Sabina"
GAME: Rocky rolls reflex: (9)+4: 13 (Vs DC16 - Fail)
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 15d6: (42): 42</pre>

The water around the figure shimmers, glowing with cherenkov radiation, trace tendrils scattering in a cone but the main force of the bolt arcing out of the ship and striking the sith-makar.

The figure rocks back with its other fist, readying another punch.

<pre><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "okay, it doesn't do that again, but instead casts a haste spell on itself"</pre>

And then it appears to change its mind, both fists are punched together, there's the muted and distorted sound of a ghostly dynamo and the figure glows more intently. It appears skeletal, but also clad in armour, alternating between the two appearances. The skeleton is humanoid, the armour something unrecognizable to the Makari.

<pre><OOC> Nemori will attempt to get to Rocky.
GAME: Nemori rolls athletics: (8)+1: 9
<OOC> Nemori will not get to Rocky.
<OOC> Nemori will channel a heal.
GAME: Nemori spends ONE use of CHANNEL ENERGY.
GAME: Nemori rolls 4d6: (11): 11</pre>

Nemori doesn't see what the source of the bolt was, but she does see Rocky get slammed by it. Her eyes widen and she shouts in surprise.. then flounders, stirring up more sand from the ocean bottom. One of her hands goes to her belt knife, the other pulls her Ceinaran coin from her pocket.. seconds pass as she becomes a conduit for divine energy, then she releases it in a pulse of energizing and healing power.

<pre><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "Rocky, you're up, you can see it in the ship,"
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "if you move out of line of sight it will have to wait or come to you but likely can't hit you with a spell again"
<OOC> Rocky says, "No problem. Head AWAY from the door, 13:15 direction"
GAME: Rocky rolls athletics: (6)+8: 14
GAME: Rocky rolls knowledge/religion: (4)+2: 6 (vs DC19)
<OOC> Sabina says, "will activate slippers of spider climbing and walk along the hull 20 feet."
<OOC> Sabina would like to peek if I can.
GAME: Sabina rolls knowledge/religion: (18)+13: 31</pre>

Rocky sees fishies. Tastey fishies, glinting in the gloom. Silvery flashes of deliciou- waaait a minute. That's not a f-!! The world explodes in electric blue, and Rocky finds himself getting up again, eyesight filled with afterimages more than real sight. Shaking it off, or at least the worst of it, the sith scrambles back. While a strong pillar of a guardian, he understands the concept of 'outclassed'.

Bina blinks and frowns as the magical blast hits Rocky. Noting that Nemori sets to work healing she plants a foot on the ship's hull and says a word muffled by the water. Magic activates and she walks along the side of he hull and then takes a quick peek into the broken ship. Flinching back from the edge of the hull with a pale face.

<pre><OOC> Robert says, "Monstrous Physique I to become a Deep One. Swim (30') to 12,12. It's a monstrous humanoid so I don't absorb/lose my armor or anything."
GAME: Robert casts Monstrous Physique I. Caster Level: 7 DC: 17</pre>

It's hard to hear. Water muffles the sound even if magic allows her to breathe it. "Chan..! U..Chan..!"

<pre>GAME: Nemori rolls 1d20+bab+strength: (20)+5+1: 26 (AOO as it passes)
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "no vital, so no crit to confirm"
GAME: Nemori rolls 1d4+1: (2)+1: 3
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "is it a magic dagger?"
<OOC> Nemori says, "It is not."
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "okay, your attack passes through it"</pre>

Bob washes the force wash over Rocky and the makari tank tumble. As quick as he can, he retrieves a convoluted looking syringe with a switch and gears in addition to the stock plunger. A gap in the armor is found and... something changes out of sight. The titan armor surges forward then, suddenly, and with a newfound adeptness for the aquatic aerobics.

<pre><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "attack on Rocky"
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+16: (5)+16: 21
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "DC20 Fort save please"
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 5d6: (26): 26
GAME: Rocky rolls fort: (9)+9: 18
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d6: (2): 2
<OOC> Nemori will attempt to move towards Rocky.
GAME: Nemori rolls athletics: (2)+1: 3
<OOC> Nemori will use her luck reroll
GAME: Nemori rolls athletics: (8)+1: 9
<OOC> Nemori says, "Channel heal"
GAME: Nemori spends ONE use of CHANNEL ENERGY.
GAME: Nemori spends ONE use of CHANNEL ENERGY.
GAME: Nemori rolls 4d6: (16): 16
GAME: Nemori casts Spiritual Ally. Caster Level: 7 DC: 18
<OOC> Nemori says, "Summoning it behind the thing so it is flanking with Rocky."
GAME: Nemori rolls spiritual weapon+2: aliased to BAB+Wisdom+2: (4)+5+4+2: 15</pre>

The water and the depths are no impediment to the apparition, which flows out of the ship, following the Makari. The form shimmers, a strange armour, at other times a skeleton or a nervous system, each illuminated in an eerie blue glow.

As it nears him, it lashes out, a fist thrusting through the water. When it connects, the stolid sith is illuminated in arcs tracing across his scales.

<pre><OOC> Rocky says, "Okay, running didn't work, so slash at it. Magic, slashing, cold iron"
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "okay, make the attacks"
<OOC> Rocky says, "+2 flanking, -2 slash underwater?"
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "yes, that makes sense"
GAME: Rocky rolls weapon9+2-2: (1)+11+2+-2: 12 (EPIC FAIL)
GAME: Rocky rolls weapon9+2-2-5: (2)+11+2+-2+-5: 8</pre>

Nemori slashes at the apparition with her knife as it flows past, but the blade simply passes through the insubstantial creature, eliciting a curse from the shadow elf. Coin still in her other hand, she heals again, the flow of divine energy barely cut off from earlier before summoned once again. Then she thrusts the coin forward, hand consumed in a ruby glow as she summons her own insubstantial ally; a humanoid form with trailing wisps like scarves or silks or ribbons that seems to dance, thrusting at the creature with a rapier like weapon.

<pre><OOC> Sabina says, "If able, I'd like to cast a healing spell and then, using the slippers, walk along the sea floor and touch attack the ghost?"
GAME: Sabina casts Protection From Energy. Caster Level: 5 DC: 16, "spont cast 3rd level"
GAME: Sabina rolls bab+2: (10)+4+2: 16
<OOC> Sabina says, "Hmm.. Somehow I bet that misses.. will spend for a reroll."
GAME: Sabina rolls bab+2: (1)+4+2: 7 (EPIC FAIL)
<OOC> Robert says, "The good news is you're still "charged" with the spell and can try to deliver next turn (you also threaten if it provokes an AoO)"</pre>

The apparition appears like a cherenkov ghost in armour, artificer armour. There may be a device in the original titan armour that anchors it.

Rocky is unable to run, so he turns to the offensive, slashing with his large cold iron blade. But while magic may have closed his wounds, his hands still haven't fully recovered, shaking and betraying the warrior, sending his efforts to strike the sandy bottom.

Bina is looking 'up' at the combat and things do not seem to be going well. Grabbing hold of her holy sybol around her neck she prays to Tarien and then steps down to the sea floor and across the silty ground with hand glowing silver. The undead creature shifts at the last moment and her touch goes wide.

<pre><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "Robert, what would you like to do?"
<OOC> Robert says, "Hm. Considering the info provided. A Craft/Artifice roll OK?"
GAME: Robert rolls Craft/Artifice: (7)+14: 21
Cryosanthia pages: it might be something kulthian, some kind of artifice spirit bonding, some kind of breath of life thing.
Cryosanthia pages: The ghost is clearly incorporeal, so the armour is likely inside the ship
<OOC> Robert nods. "Saw the page. I'll head into the boat and search!"
<OOC> Robert says, "30' puts me at 15,9. I can move again if it's obvious or Perception to search."
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "no it would be pretty obvious, there's a collapsed titan armour at the black dot"
You paged Cryosanthia with ‘Do you want a Disable Device or is this just a Hulk Smash scenario?’
Cryosanthia pages: a DC25 Disable Device,
Cryosanthia pages: Hulk Smash would work but you'd be trying to break effectively, plate armour, so a decent hardness and HP
GAME: Robert rolls Disable Device+2: (1)+10+2: 13 (EPIC FAIL)
GAME: Robert activates his Titan Armor, gaining: +4 Dex</pre>

There's a moment where the titan armor hesitates, considering the phantasm. Bob gestures at Nemori, pointing at the ghost and then touching the curled fingers of his oversized gauntlets together.

Then he disappears inside the ship.

Apparently, the three of them are on their own!

<pre><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "Sounds like it can be hit, but nothing the ghost can do will hurt it, but the ghost doesn't know that, so 3 Spiritual Ally"
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d3: (2): 2, "okay, 1 Sabina, 2 Rocky, 3 Spirit Ally"
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+16: (10)+16: 26
GAME: Rocky rolls fort: (20)+9: 29 (CRITICAL SUCCESS) (vs DC20 - Success)
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 5d6: (14): 14</pre>

The form shimmers, orienting on Sabina, helm turning to look at the spiritual alley. It flickers, between the eerie form of a skeleton and a suit of armour. One with pistons, gears and plates. Its form is illuminated as if there are reflections from glowing tubes that trace its limbs.

Finally, it turns back to Rocky, it's first foe, and screams with rage. The sound exceptionally loud, and unsettling with its sharpness in the water. This is followed by a punch, which rattles the lizard.

<pre><OOC> Nemori says, "Another quicken channel. Then casting spiritual weapon"
<OOC> Nemori says, "Which doesn't really occupy a space, just follows the target."
GAME: Nemori spends TWO uses of CHANNEL ENERGY.
GAME: Nemori casts Spiritual Weapon. Caster Level: 7 DC: 16
GAME: Nemori rolls 4d6: (10): 10
GAME: Nemori rolls spiritual weapon+2: aliased to BAB+Wisdom+2: (4)+5+4+2: 15 (Spiritual Ally - Miss)
GAME: Nemori rolls spiritual weapon: aliased to BAB+Wisdom: (6)+5+4: 15 (Spiritual Weapon - Miss)</pre>

It may as well be a steady, if lessening, stream of healing pouring from Nemori into the Makari... and others, too, if they were injured. As this goes on she summons another construct of force, this time simply a duplicate of the weapon she normally has at her side.. and of the one held by the phantom dancer still attacking Rocky's assailant. The two blades stab and thrust, but neither are able to score a telling blow.

The shadow elf spares a glance at the large hole in the hull of the ship, but her angle is wrong to see what Robert is up to. Eyes crease in what might be worry. Or might be annoyance. Knowing Nemori, it's probably the latter.

<pre><OOC> Rocky says, "Slash again and hope luck has turned"
GAME: Rocky rolls weapon9+2-2: (3)+11+2+-2: 14
GAME: Rocky rolls weapon9+2-2-5: (11)+11+2+-2+-5: 17</pre>

Rocky stands his ground. These might be his final moments, but it's not the first time. The sith's blade rises and falls again, and is again turned aside by unsteady limbs and watery resistance.

<pre><OOC> Sabina says, "will 5 foot closer to rocky and try to touch ghost again."
GAME: Sabina rolls 1d20+4+2: (8)+4+2: 14</pre>

Sabina frowns as she shuffles sideways and next to Rocky. Her hand darting out in the attempt to touch the fast ghost. the water slows her actions and she misses by a good measure, cursing.

<pre>GAME: Robert rolls Disable Device+2: (8)+12+2: 22</pre>

Robert kneels over a broken set of grim artifice armor. His gauntlets may seem to be too big for the job but they're not too blame for his floundering; the foreign model is combined with the internal workings of such a thing being arcane in their security by design.

There are more energy pops as his armor's energy bleed offends the omnipresent water. Tiny bubbles geyser up from beneath and between nearly every plate as he works. Slime that may've once been humanoid flesh oozes and flakes into the disturbed waters as a plate-- but not the RIGHT plate-- pops up and out of the way from the ruined suit.

The Cerenzan gives his head an annoyed shake inside the dome helmet. He sets his jaw and forces a slow, steadying breath. Sharp blue-eyes focus on the breastplate creases and joints, ignoring the skull-and-spikes motif.

<pre><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "okay, so the ghost moves, does a SLA, which provokes for anyone/thing that has reach or can do AOO,"
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "I think is the Spirit Ally but not the weapon. It'll have to do a concentration check if attacked and damaged"
GAME: Nemori rolls spiritual weapon+2: aliased to BAB+Wisdom+2: (14)+5+4+2: 25 (Spiritual Ally AOO - Hits)
GAME: Nemori rolls 1d10+2: (1)+2: 3
GAME: Sabina rolls 1d20+4+2: (17)+4+2: 23 (AOO - Hits)
GAME: Sabina rolls 3d8+5: (14)+5: 19
GAME: Rocky rolls weapon9+2-2: (18)+11+2+-2: 29 (AOO - Hits)
GAME: Rocky rolls damage9: aliased to 1d10+5: (10)+5: 15
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "all those hits, slashing is halved, piercing is normal becomes - DC30 concentration"
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+13: (16)+13: 29 (vs DC30 - Fail)</pre>

Sensing the Cerenzan interfering with its remains, the ghost turns, side-steps and roars again. There is a whrrring sound, a dynamo charging up. A half visible wheel in the shadowy glimpses of armour reflections spins faster and faster.

The titan armour stabs out with it's fist, as ghostly rapiers and a solid cold-iron weapon smack into it.

The power bolt discharges, surrounding Rocky's Tepoztopilli in a halo that lingers, but the direct attack failed.

<pre><OOC> Nemori says, "The spiritual weapon sticks on the target"
GAME: Nemori rolls athletics: (11)+1: 12, "5' towards Rocky. 12,14 actually, if that's okay"
<OOC> Nemori says, "convert a spell to heal, Level 4 for cure critical"
GAME: Nemori casts Air Walk. Caster Level: 7 DC: 18
GAME: Nemori rolls 4d8+7: (9)+7: 16
<OOC> Nemori says, "Swift action to move the ally to 16,13 then ally and weapon attack"
GAME: Nemori rolls spiritual weapon: aliased to BAB+Wisdom: (1)+5+4: 10 (EPIC FAIL)
GAME: Nemori rolls spiritual weapon: aliased to BAB+Wisdom: (10)+5+4: 19
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "okay.. the weapon doesn't get a flanking bonus, because those will miss"</pre>

Nemori manages to pull herself through the water enough to close the distance between herself and the heavily armoured makari; while her summoned dancer and weapon both continue to harry the apparition, she reaches through the water to impart a more potent and targeted healing upon Rocky.

<pre><OOC> Rocky says, "ideally move to 15:13, put myself between the ghost and Robert, then attack."
GAME: Rocky rolls weapon9-2: (16)+11+-2: 25
GAME: Rocky rolls damage9: aliased to 1d10+5: (3)+5: 8
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "hits, does some damage! Make the pose"</pre>

Rocky is a meat-shield. Shields go between danger and what is being protected. The sith moves without hesitation to block the apparition's path towards Robert, his blade striking out to catch a bit of ectoplasm. A good shield is one you dare not ignore.

<pre><OOC> Sabina will channel to harm undead. My massive 2d6 powwa!
<pre>GAME: Sabina rolls 2d6: (8): 8
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+11: (3)+11: 14 (vs DC16 - fail)</pre>

Sabina takes up her holy symbol again and prays once more. A burst of silver energy pouring out from her and washing over everything, sizzling the ghost where it floats in the water.

<pre>GAME: Robert rolls Disable Device+2: (15)+12+2: 29
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "okay, that gets it"</pre>

The delicate tools finally make marked progress. The gruesome skull facade plate pops off to reveal gears, hose, and jagged, tangled wiring beneath. The time for delicate manipulations long past, Bob reaches down with adamantine-plated fingers and takes hold.

Black cogs crumble as he closes his fist and pulls. The inner framework comes away with some resistance, sucking in water to fill a fresh void.

A barbed brass cylinder comes loose with the inside padding of the suit. Baleful green glow emits through fogged glass segments on the container, pulsing with the distinct rhythm of a heartbeat. Rotten meat and old blood mixes with the water, turning it dark as the corpse cavity continues to fall apart.

Bob considers the phylactery with an academic eye for a half-second before crushing it in his titan's fist.

Immediately, the specter shudders, its ghostly form duplicating the breach that Robert has made in its armoured corpse. The titan armour flickers, fading, to a brief glimpse of a twisted visage, formed from the glowing, watery depths. That too vanishes to the traces of a nervous system, a skeletal structure, and finally the barbed cylinder that mirrors the binding brass artifice.

A pulse of light, and the incorporeal form vanishes.

The unsettling sensation remains. This was a part of the wreck, but not the cause, but that may be a mystery for a stronger crew.

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==OOC & Combatty==

''Map:''
<br>https://www.mipui.net/app/index.html?mid=mvocvm4kjwz

<pre>===================== Current Initiative Order - Round 4 =====================
---Init--Name------------AOO-Notes--------------------------------------------
18 ArmourGhost 1
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15 Nemori 1
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14 Rocky 2
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11 Sabina 1
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>> 3 Robert 1 Titan Armor (3 rnds active) <<
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Stained Past

2022-11-26T18:07:58Z

Cryosanthia: Created page with "<div style="padding:5px; background-color:#e7eaea;"> == Log Info == *Title: Stained Past *Emitter: Jinks *Characters: Jay, Murder, Wu *Place: A10: Temple of Serriel *Time: Thursday, November 24, 2022, 9:14 PM *Summary: Cesseli is physical recovered from his ordeal, but mentally still delicate and easily startled. He has been staying in the temple of Serriel. The bluejay lawyer, Integrity C. Truefeather, the 'C' is for concerned, has been a frequent visitor, keeping him c..."

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== Log Info ==
*Title: Stained Past
*Emitter: Jinks
*Characters: Jay, Murder, Wu
*Place: A10: Temple of Serriel
*Time: Thursday, November 24, 2022, 9:14 PM
*Summary: Cesseli is physical recovered from his ordeal, but mentally still delicate and easily startled. He has been staying in the temple of Serriel. The bluejay lawyer, Integrity C. Truefeather, the 'C' is for concerned, has been a frequent visitor, keeping him company and bringing snacks. The late night work session is interrupted by a shattering window, with Murder and a Serrielite Priest tumbling through into the library. This startles Cesseli, who hides, Jay flies for assistance, while Wu, an experienced and mostly blind traveller, examines the priest's wounds, by smell. Omondi arrives and tends to the priests wounds, while Murder attempts to get a response out of Cesseli, and fails. The library empties out, and Jay sleeps with Cesseli, guarding him.</div>

-=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--<* A10: Temple of Serriel *>--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=-

Visitors to the Temple of Serriel are met by two massive horses. Freshly carved from the palest marble, their grand faces look outward, reminiscent of Serriel's quest for the spread of Civilization across the known world. Between them lies a broad walkway, and beyond that, a temple.

Though small in size compared to others, this is a reflection of Serriel's youth, not of Her efforts or organization. Her clergy when seen are smartly dressed, and temple life features proud ritual and the glory of the law. Each stone is smartly cut, and precisely placed, and polished until it is faultless, though it bears no special ornamentation save the occasional mark of spear or shield.

The library of law within the temple's coffers rivals that of Vardama's, and amid the symbols of Her spear and shield also lies the symbol of the scroll. For this reason, the temple has a working relationship with that of Vardama and of Navos, whose members sometimes visit, and a small room or two has been provided for these conferences.

All in all, the temple may appear rather...bland, or even severe to some, though that ignores its true strength. Its strength lies in its structure and its integrity, its honesty, symbolized by the clean lines, the studiously, and masterfully crafted stone, at whose birth lay the hands of the finest khazadi smiths.

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<pre>-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Appearing, in Order -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Jay 5'9" 145 Lb Eaglefolk Male A perky male Blue Jay with a discerning eye.
Murder 3'6" 40 Lb Goblin Female A goblin woman in studded leather.
Wu 5'6" 155 Lb Human Male Elderly Xian male with a drifting eye and cataracts
-=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- NPCS of Note -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Cesseli Kobold Male A peach scaled Serrielite clerk with a bulbous tail.
Omondi Sylvanori Male Deeply tanned, with dozens of blonde braids, and hazel eyes.
-=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- As the GM =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Jinks 3'4" 39 Lb Gnome Male A gnomish fellow in fancy garb and jewelry.
-=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=</pre>

The weather in Alexandria is unpleasant today, bordering on miserable. It's rained hard enough that the dirty alleys are floored with squelching mud and puddles collect over sunken cobblestones. The river bisecting the city sits high and the smaller ships heading inland from the sea are slowing to take extra care in their travels.

The circular plaza of the temples district is immaculately maintained and falling rain splashes animatedly in the basin of the fountain centerpiece. The fallen water flows efficiently down shallow slopes into trenches and drains and the rushing noise of the sewers below bellows up through the regularly-spaced and clean grates.

The temples themselves-- almost-always pristine-- glisten slick with water to look like-new.

Much is still inside Serriel's house. A few of Her devoted move about tasks that have kept them working past the honest hours but most have gone to meals or relax on side or private chambers.

Amongst the former, a peach-colored kobold in Serrielite robes toils in the law libraries. A twisting, four-post candelabra hosts three lit and sagging waxen pillars and no fewer than four tomes (two being oversized) clutter the workspace as the little reptilian fellow puts pen to paper.

Cesseli hasn't left the temple since Everything...

"Hi. Hi!" A black, white and blue jay egalrin caws cheerfully, announcing his entrance, resplendent in a three piece leather suit with a mithril vest. "I brought some more candles, and ink, and a sandwich."

He rushes over to the little reptile, "How are you today?" The egalrin's head bobs around as he examines his friend.

The weather definitely complicates things for the Goblin, as the wind throws her about, and the rain makes it incredibly hard to see at night. And lets not talk about the chill. Her flying is not the best, but it's not like many are watching. She finds her target, a temple among the temples.

The glass is ornate, stained in a pattern that tells the story of one of Serriel's Labours-like adventures. Murder notices this at the last possible moment, and she sighs, leaning her shoulder forward.

The sound of shattering glass follows, as does the sound of two bodies hitting the ground among the stacks of books. Two distinct groans are heard.

The weather in the city is foul, not fit for lizards. Cesseli and Jay are in a library at Serriel's temple. Murder just crashed in through a window, carrying, then landing with and on someone.

"Friend Integrit--EEE!" Cesseli flinches, pulling his head down and his small limbs into his robes at the crash. He freezes for only a moment before he puffs wetly at the nearby lightsource to kill it, then scrambles beneath his table to cower out of sight.

The library is a hall of half-light, now, with only the two lit sconces by the main doors and one at a rear exit some distance away. Wet winds blow in through the broken window and a neat stack of scrolls goes tumbling across the carpeted stone floors. One of the pages the kobold had been writing on flutters, threatening to jump up into the wind to be carried on some mad adventure.

And elderly man comes in through the front and almost runs into one of the stone horses that rest there. He grumbles, starting again at the second horse and reaching out a hand to pat the cold beastie.

The sounds of glass breaking have him perking up and he moves with a stiff gait towards the sound of the outside not sort of raining inside. As well as the groans and other things that aught not be in the temple.

"Eh! Everything ok back in here?!" Wu calls out.

"CAW!" Integrity squawks, leaping between Cesseli and the unexpected sound, wings spread to make him look larger. "Show yourself!"

At which point Wu walks into view, "Oh. Uh. I don't think so sir. There are noises." The bluejay replies. The fluttering paper catches his attention, and he puts the new ink-pots down on it, to save it from adventure.

"Someone came through that window, allegedly." He's a great bird for stating the obvious. "Hello?"

Murder's arm hangs limply at her side, sliced open in several places, and very obviously broken. Her other hand shakes as she tries to carefully pour a potion into a man's mouth. Dressed in the same Serrielite robes as the Kobold, the man has definitely seen better days. The colour of his face improves as the liquid makes its way to his throat.

"Heh, Serriel needs to light her house better. Couldn't see that window til the last moment.", the Gobbo says loudly. "Got a priest of yours here. Was escorting him to recover items stolen from several shrines, got jumped by... something in the night. Stabbed him good, wasn't supposed to be anyone still there. Brought him back fastest way I could." The Goblin carefully pulls the man towards the others, at least, towards the voices.

Wu again steps forwards towards the sounds as Murder speaks and starts dragging the priest through glass and whatever else. The older man's face takes on a sour look as he almost steps on the man being dragged. There he stops and squats down, getting hands under the injured priest's armpits and hefting up with a grunt. "Well don't be slicin' him up like a meat pie, girly. Lets get him over and into the light, eh? Get another priestly person up in here ta look him over. And you. Smell the blood from here and you're drippin something fierce."

He squints at Jay and grunts. "You a priest? No? Get one."

There's still no sign of the robed kobold. He seems content to hide in the shadows underneath the writing desk in as tight and small a ball as possible. If it weren't for the wind and rain there might be the sound of his blunted beak chattering.

There are the sound of folks rousing outside and moving to muster in the hall already. A window being smashed in the night is enough to draw a few curious folks, at least.

"Cesseli is a clerk, not a cleric. Me too. We're solicitors." The bluejay says, backing up as murder advances, "That stabby thing didn't follow you, did it? There's been far too many things going after Serrilites lately."

He ducks down, a corvid under a writing desk, addressing the small ball of lizard. "It's ok. It's ok. I'm here. I won't let anything happen to you. Your goddess won't. You've done nothing wrong."

He pops out again. "Okay, I'll go for help."

Jay flaps off down the hallway, "HELP! HELP! LANCER! I need a healer! Someone's been attacked! HELP!"

Murder eyes the old man, and then kicks the downed cleric. There's a light jingle. "There's a reason why he's heavy. He's got armor on. The only thing gettin' sliced is his robes. Slightly." She shrugs, then grunts and holds her injured arm close. "I'll keep. Get him healed."

The Goblin blinks at the Egalrin as he runs off yelling at the top of his lungs. "Uh. So we gotta wake up the whole temple?" She peers at the Kobold under the desk. "Hey. Sorry li'l guy.. gal? Didn't meant t'break your window."

Wu gives Murder a suddenly cross-eyed scowl. "You always kick injured folk when they're armored? That your way a treat'n the wounds? Kick'm till they're better?" He snorts and starts trying to assess the priests wounds. This means his face is so close to the priest's body it looks odd. Wrong. Especially with his head cants to the side like that.

The egalrin steps out into the hall in time to see a deeply-tanned Sylvanori pad into view, dozens of thin, blonde braids bouncing around his face and neck. The lithe elf's hazel eyes narrow at Jay and his wide, thin lips stay set in a mild frown. Roused by the noise, he took the time to grab his gladius and holy symbol but lacked the time and hands for modesty.

"Vanguard." He offers, terse. "How are you hurt?"

Meanwhile, Cesseli pushes back into the corner and tucks his blunted snout tighter into his crossed arms. His bulbous tail wraps around his ankles and up to the robes covering his shins. The little reptilian doesn't manage to respond to the gobber.

The Gobbo blinks a few times at Cesseli, and leaves them be, turning her gaze back to Wu. "Buddy, I'm maybe forty pounds soaking wet, I'd have to kick a lot harder for him to feel it. Sheesh."

Her eyebrows raise up as he practically shoves his face into the injured man. "His eyes are up a bit higher. His wound is on the side there.", she comments, eyeing the Sylvanori. She blinks several times and looks away. "He got run through the side, between the fourth and fifth rib, thereabouts. Fed him a few healing potions along the way, but he's lost a bunch of blood."

"In here, in the library. I'm fine. Fine!" Integrity flaps his wings convincingly, "Someone came through the window with an injured priest. They were attacked. Allegedly."

"This way." Jay leads back into the room, he points with a wing, "Over there."

Wu just grunts and moves his face up towards the wound, looking more like he's sniffing the wound then looking it over. "Kick'n priests.. youth today.. *grumble grumble* At least ya had enough sense to give him potions. I'm bettin' his lung is punched clean through. Likely has blood in the lungs. But I ain't much of a healer." He looks up towards the doorway..sorta that way, as Jay comes back with someone.

"Step back," the Sylvanori warns Jay. He doesn't quite lift the blade up to point at the egalrin but it rests between the two of him as he gestures to one side. Keeping sight of the unfamiliar man, the Vanguard pads in the rest of the way, scanning the library interior.

"Star-touch," he intones as he brushes the golden disc of his holy symbol against his lips. *fwash* goes a bleeding light, pushing out in a fast-expanding hemispherical dome to wash over the group half-cloaked in darkness and fade away.

His prayers continue, half-spoken and sliding in a more-comfortable Sildanyari. He pads closer and makes the kneel next to the wounded cleric as another *fwash* pulses out to briefly light up the room with his goddess' boon.

He still holds his blade as he joins Wu in his inspections.

"Okay, okay." Jay says, stepping back from the blade. His concern is elsewhere, under the writing desk, which is where he pops like a reverse cuckoo. He carefully nudges up beside the small lizard, repeating. "Cesseli, I'm here."

He spreads a wing over his fellow clerk and holds him, staring out at the proceedings. The healing warmth that washes over him is welcome, while unnecessary.

Murder snorts and shakes her head. "Youth? I'm middle-aged buddy. Probably got less years left n'you do." She rubs at a cheek and shrugs. "I have been adventuring since I was eight. I know healing potions. So uh... you know what a punctured lung smells like, then?"

The Gobbo grunts in pain as the sudden light burns into her eyes. She turns away, blinking and tearing up. "A warnin' would have been nice.", she grumps.

Wu backs up and makes room when the priest arrives. When the light of faith washes over him he shuts his eyes and enjoys the sensation. The second one catches him off guard too and he grumbles softly and rubs at his eyes such as they are. "Eh..Smells cleaner then a gut wound fer sure." That's as much answer s Murder gets from the older man. "He gonna be good now? And this one too." He looks over at Murder with a tight squint. "Halfling gal."

Cesseli half-opens both lids of one eye to look at Jay through a small sliver. He doesn't uncurl from his little egg-shaped ball but falls against his friend. "(... i'm almost done. tell them i just need a little more time and i'll finish my work so i don't have to go again,)" he whispers into his robes. He closes his eyes tight as he tries to stop shaking. "(i promise...)"

"Everything is better in a warm bed," observes the Vanguard. "Help me to move and settle him. Then, I will collect my supplies." This is directed at Wu as the elf snakes his holy symbol-wielding arm around the armored cleric.

Standing, the Sylvanori nods at Murder. "I, Omondi, thank you."

With the older man's help, they start for the hall. "Pull the curtains on the window. We will send someone to repair. Star guide you."

Wu helps Omondi with the wounded cleric.

The leagal egalrin is a fluffy and firm support for the egg of a kobold. He listens to his whispers and worries. The little lizard hasn't overcome his ordeal, still seems to blame himself for it.

"I've already filed a motion for extension, and I'm here to help with your research. I'll make sure all the footnotes are in the Alexandrian style, even though the Bludgun primacy is more efficient." He pulls his wing tighter around the quivering kobold, "I know. It's okay. I'll help. We'll do it. She's not mad at you."

His soft words cover his concern. It's been days, and while gratefully, thankfully, they were able to heal Cesseli's wounds and restore his tail, the psychological damage remains. As does his guilt. Despite assurances and the facts, he still judges himself partially responsible. Not fast enough, not sharp eyed enough. "We'll be okay Cesseli. I got you."

The little kobold shakes and listens. He's put on a good front; moving about the temple, working diligently, and refusing to accept a lighter load after being released from his brief stay at the Soldier's Defense. He's made every effort to lose himself in his work and dodged every excuse to leave the safety of the temple. Today wasn't the first day that he took on extra work, either.

"(i just need to finish. i love Her so much but i always, i...)" he trips over his anxiety, chirping and clicking nervously instead as words fail him. He rambles something about spells and then sags limp against the egalrin as the stress of the moment becomes too much and his little lizard brain switches off for the night.

"It's okay man, I got you, I got you." Jay coos. He'll sleep in the library, it's quiet, except for the broken window letting in the wind. Someone will come to fix that, presumably. The floor isn't comfortable and he's not a feather bed, but he is feathery and comfortable enough for Cesseli to sleep on. He wriggles around, getting the best position of wing and place to lean his head. "I'm not letting go."

He yawns, widely, exhaling hard, stretching his toes and then relaxing, feeling the weight of his friend, whom he reassures, "We'll finish in the morning. We'll be unstoppable. You're in... safe..." Integrity drifts off before he finishes the thought.

In safe wings, under the watchful eye of the goddess of Civilization, surrounded by the Library of Law. A comfort if ever there should be.

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''Jay, when he's dressing like one of his sisters''
<br>https://www.deviantart.com/titaniumdragon/art/As-You-Can-Clearly-See-In-Your-Books-on-Page-413-938225875

Tea with the Vouivre

2022-11-26T18:02:06Z

Cryosanthia: Created page with "<div style="padding:5px; background-color:#e7eaea;"> == Log Info == *Title: Tea with the Vouivre *Emitter: Cryosanthia *Characters: Sabina, Jinks *Place: Scalehaven not Ashenvale *Time: Thursday, November 24, 2022, 11:42 AM *Summary: Sabina returns to speak with Retzi and Yolo, to be eventually joined by Jinks. He reveals that the three are one being attempting to lord it over a town, and the two proceed to give the vouivre a reality check on governance. This doesn't put..."

<div style="padding:5px; background-color:#e7eaea;">
== Log Info ==
*Title: Tea with the Vouivre
*Emitter: Cryosanthia
*Characters: Sabina, Jinks
*Place: Scalehaven not Ashenvale
*Time: Thursday, November 24, 2022, 11:42 AM
*Summary: Sabina returns to speak with Retzi and Yolo, to be eventually joined by Jinks. He reveals that the three are one being attempting to lord it over a town, and the two proceed to give the vouivre a reality check on governance. This doesn't put them off attempting it, but there is clear chaffing in the roles. Still, constant supervision is having an effect.</div>

<pre>-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Appearing -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Jinks 3'4" 39 Lb Gnome Male A gnomish fellow in fancy garb and jewelry.
Sabina 5'4" 130 Lb Human Female Tsuran woman of dark hair and green eyes.
-=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= NPC of Note -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Yaree Vouivre Female An emerald scaled, oversized SwiftClaw
Retzi Vouivre Female An orange haired, autumn themed draco-eflin Woman
Yolotl 'Yolo' Vouivre Female An green haired, spring themed draco-eflin Woman
-=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= As the GM -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Cryosanthia 6'9" 291 Lb Sith-Makar Female A dashingly tall, elegant white-scaled lizard woman.
-=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=</pre>

The Tarienite priestess returns from her short venture away from the food tasting a day later. She slips back in as if it was just a lull of conversation. The others have long since roamed about or departed.

She moves up to the pair of scaled women and engages the two in quiet conversation. Just them, their beast of burden and a peacock.

"Ladies. I couldn't help but notice that you two have.. some difficulty dealing with ..the other races of peoples. A certain lack of knowledge that you have called out for others to give you insight with?"

Once again, heads turn. The twins, exceptionally alike except for colour schemes, and the swiftclaw, all look at Sabina. It's Retzi who speaks first.

"Yes! Exactly. We're so far above everyone it's hard to relate. It's not like they're snakes."

"Yes. What's more aloof than elves and dragons, and we're both. So it's very hard to relate." Yolo, the green haired, lightly green-scaled one echoes the sentiment. "Are you skilled with 'the peoples'? You said you ran a Tavern before? We're looking for lots of help."

The swiftclaw simply snorts loudly.

"An advisor, or a high priest, or a magister, or a marshal, oh wait we need a general before a marshal, and a head jailor." Retzi adds, making an oddly hypnotic sway of her body, "or you could stay for dinner."

Yolo shakes her head, "No, that's _later_."

Lord Emp squawks loudly as if to interrupt the two women and Bina shushes the bird absently. "Ladies. It's not that you're so far above the others it's that you're so far behind the others." She looks at the pair to let that sink in. "You've lived as you've lived for so long that you don't know how the others in this world live day to day. Perhaps rather then jumping right into trying to ..rule the other races you should first live like them for a time? While rebuilding this place, of course."

They are still as Sabina's observation sinks in. There are glances shared, between Retzi and Yolo, and the both of them staring at the Swiftclaw. Some awkward undulation occurs as they crowd the windows of their Vardo.

"Well..." Retzi starts, "Assuming what you say is true. What do you mean by 'live like them'. Are we not sufficiently embodying our roles? I'm the major! All high level officials direct, they don't 'Do'."

"Right! And I'm her advisor. I advise her how to delegate." Yolo says proudly. "All of us do nothing. Except Yaree, she pulls the cart."

Bina just sort of blinks at the pair. She glances over at swiftclaw and then talks to him. "You have more sense then them, don't you?" She asks of the 'beast'. She then steps over to the vardo and pokes her head in between the two ladies, looking in. The Tarienite doing as Tarienites do, sturring the pot of trouble.

<pre>GAME: Sabina rolls will: (4)+11: 15</pre>

Or trying too..

The 'beast' returns Sabina's glance with an altogether knowing stare. There is no other response besides a low rumble. The twins simply watch the Tarienite as she stirs the pot, leaning in between them.

The inside of the Vardo is very tightly packed. There's an open area of sorts in the middle of the wagon, while there are crates, boxes, cloth bags, wicker baskets and various other storage items packed against the sides. They reach to the ceiling near the back, but there's a lower, shelf sort of arrangement on the opposite side and near the front, covered with blankets. Rough 'beds' on top of the junk.

Retzi and Yolo frame the window, one leg against the wall, the other stretched towards the open area. Almost instinctively they 'help' Sabina in, grabbing arm and hip and heaving, lifting her over the threshold.

"Oh..." Retzi says, releasing her grip.

"You wanted in, Yes?" Yolo asks.

They're not maliciously blocking the window, they're just in the way and there's a perfectly good back window and door that's wide open.

Bina is pulled in and does not complain. "Ladies. Retzi, Yolo. I think you have a gravely mistaken idea about what high level officals 'do'. The do indeed 'do' things. They actually work hard in a normal situation. The more things that are wrong with the situation around them that affects the people they're overseeing the harder they have to work and 'do'. There is a certain level of delegation. But the fewer people they have the more and more they actually have to get out and work to cover. And even if they had a million souls in their city or country or what have you..they'd still have to work hard to keep everything in line."

She straightens herself up and looks directly at the pair. "So how hard are you willing to work?"

"They don't just order 'off with her head' or go jousting?" Yolo asks, leaning against the window-frame.

Retzi leans in a similar manner against the opposite side. "We've already spent a lot of our money. What do you mean by 'work' and 'hard'?"

The Vardo rocks gently as the oversized Swiftclaw adjusts position. The floor is uneven and weak, the planks seeming to dip or move when weight is put on them.

"There is only so much we can do."

"Don't step over there, you'll fall through." Yolo says, indicating a section of floor which looks perfectly normal despite the Vardo's questionable integrity.

"Of course, we'll make some tea. What would you like? Nettle? Ivy? Fan-leaf? Hemlock? Hemlock is very relaxing." Retzi says, moving away from the window and finding a kettle. She discovers a stove, under a basket and some blankets. There's something odd in the way she moves, her steps and how she crouches seems too smooth and controlled.

"We love stories, and we can ask questions too?" Retzi continues, "Other perspectives are interesting."

"Dragons did make the world." Yolo insists, "Everyone who isn't a dragon is a little bit delusional."

Bina smiles, used to deceptions and guile. The ladies can have their disguises as far as she's concerned.

"I'm afraid hemlock would put me to sleep. The forever sleep. If you have normal tea leaves I'd love some. If not, don't worry about it."

She finds a place to lean against the wall and gives the women their space. "You may have noticed that the rest of the races have rules and regulations. Things that help them get along without coming to violence as often as they might out in the wild places. This is a thing that is /needed/. A place that is just in it's laws and rules will be a popular place for the races to visit and live. Unjust or tyrannical rules and laws or acts will cause them to leave or flee."

Retzi nods, opening a tin that's labled 'black tea' and filling up the strainer bowl of a teapot. With the fire started and the kettle on, it's only a matter of time. "We've noticed there are rules, and the person in charge is making them. It seems needed, especially as a lot of them need to be told what to do."

"I understand what you're saying," Yolo interrupts, "but we've heard of other places, like Bludgun and Charn, that are tryanical, but the people don't flee. Don't they enjoy oppression? Or at least, oppressing others and watching their misery?"

"Well, being better than one of the worst places is an option." Retzi thinks aloud, looking at Sabina, "well, so, what would make a place popular then, the sorts of laws and rules? The silver-scale was very adamant we don't make up rules that aren't Alexandrian rules, and that we use all theirs, and that seems like too many already."

A new day, a new outfit. Jinks' spectral pony is becoming something of a signature conveyance at this point, its speed and ability to fly cuts travel time down to half. Atop the roiling shadows and half-smothered lightning, the gnome is in his dark green longcoat and his bejeweled face is half-hidden by a treated woolen hood and shawl.

The conjured mount 'lands' without a sound, hooves breaking apart into thick mist a hair's breadth above the wet ground. It stoops and the black-eyed gnome dismounts, gnimble and well-balanced in spite of the smart little pack strapped to and bulging behind him.

Glittering fingers wave and the phantom trots a few quick steps, taking up a place at the edge of the camp to idle. The bard stops and smooths his goatee, thinking long enough for the lighting and colors to shift subtly beneath his hood, and then quirks his head to listen at the conversation inside the wagon

It's not long before the kettle boils. Retzi pours the water into the teapot. She finds a crate to sit on, Yolo selects a barrel.

Bina listens and nods. "Bludgeon works because it's people were already used to that sort of government. Even as tight fisted as it might be now it was even more so earlier. And more violent, I believe. People want to feel safe. They want to know their voice matters. I heard there was a vote for leader here. Hopefully that was on the up and up or there will be troubles later on." She eyes the tea and hopes black tea isn't some sort of root of poison cut up for the tea.

"You should use Alexandria's laws and rules because they control this land even if you do not wish to believe so. And people will go and report their feelings to the city if they think you're running things here badly."

"There was!" Retzi says cheerfully. "Three to two. We held it twice, the second time there was an abstention. As there were only three residents, there were only three votes. Maybe we'll have another election in a year or two. Tyrant Kings are for life, right? So as long as we have another sometime we're better than that."

Yolo simply hisses quietly, barely heard beneath the steaming kettle, and holds out her cup for tea.

Retzi pours a cup for Sabina, holding it out, "You're a friend of our little golden boy? So you should feel safe. He'd notice if you went missing."

Speak of the devil.

Jinks sniffs and steps around the wagon, turning his head to squint up at the gloomy grey heavens without fully exposing his face to the rain. Even with the promise of druidic aid, the rain can only be a good thing for the wilderness' recovery.

Leather straps strain as he steps past one window, moves along back towards the open door. He stops and puts on a quick smile, nodding hello.

"I can't keep track of anyone." He smirks and shrugs. "But Sabina can look after herself and the three of you working on your benevolence and welcoming mien can only benefit your venture here."

Bina accepts the tea without reacting to the threat that isn't a threat. She looks over as Jinks arrives and gives the gnome a smile and nod. "Coyote laughs, Jinks. I chuckle. Welcome back to the mess that is inter-species interactions." She then sips the tea with care and makes comment on Retzi's words. "Every two to four years, Retzi. The city won't put up with a 'mayor for life'. And it won't put up with someone claiming a bit a land as their own nation and trying to rule it like a dictator either."

"Mein?" Yolo asks, turning to smile at Jinks.

"Like veil, or illusion, an outer appearance." Retzi clarifys, leaning against the stove, a lounging that lasts about a minute before she flinches back from the heat. Her clothes were starting to catch, and she pats at them. "Well, you seem to know all the laws, do you want to be in charge of laws? What does Alexandria's say about Vardos being parked in the street over night?"

There's a grumbling rumble outside and the Vardo cants the other way as the Swiftclaw stands, then lies on the opposite side.

<pre>GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+10: (18)+10: 28, "Retzi is amazingly well informed regarding Alexandrian laws..."
GAME: Sabina rolls knowledge/local: (13)+7: 20
GAME: Jinks rolls Knowledge/Local: (10)+22: 32</pre>

"Also, demeanor or bearing," interjects Jinks. "How you're perceived. It's not necessarily dishonest." He considers the two 'women' and the floor of the vardo he knows to not actually be there. "... but none of us are stranger to illusions."

The gnome squints his eyes shut and nods before dropping his hands into his coat pockets. He smirks again and considers his fellow before venturing "Magistrate Sabina" and having a quick laugh in spite of himself.

Jinks sucks at his teeth.

"The western districts are used to impermanence but your appearance may draw enforcement interest even if your housing doesn't." He raises a hand and brushes a finger along his cheek where the women are scaled. "The high districts will assume you're a brigand and have you towed, impounded, and detained for questioning."

Bina blinks at Jinks and then laughs loudly. "Coyote howls with laughter at that idea." She turns to Retzi and shakes her head. "I'm a priestess of Tarien. Don't put a priestess of Tarien in charge of laws. You're regret it soon after. And what Jinks says is the truth. I can't see your true shapes but I can tell it isn't humanoid? To rule over humanoids you must at least pretend to have their best interests at heart. That means having to support them in at least a more then minimal way. If your people are unhappy then you will soon follow after them into unhappiness as they find ways to make their displeasure known and spread it to you."

"Exactly! Not _necessarily_ dishonest." Yolo says triumphantly. Odd, what she latches on to, or not so odd after all. She stares at Jinks when he mentions illusions, and winks.

"Oh... so no Magistrate Sabina." Retzi grins, showing fangs and sharp teeth, inappropriate dentation for someone seeming so elfin. "You would be able to indulge any innate instincts to judge. Well, what about High Priestess then? Wouldn't you fill the place with laughter then? Do people feel safe when they're laughing?"

"We weren't planning to go to Alexandria, but we were wondering if we should duplicate that law." Yolo explains, "it seems pointless, since that would be an upgrade for almost everyone here. Also, we're humanoid, see?" She moves over in the strange sliding-walk way, then grabs Sabina's hands and presses them against her ears, her sides, her hips. Everything feels like it appears, even the dress. "What do you mean by 'spread it'?"

"They've been known to fling excrement." Retzi elaborates with a scowl.

"They're a vouivre, Sabina. A remarkable mutation, three-in-one. They have some impressive magical talents and have made poor choices in allies in the past." Jinks explains matter-of-factly. His amusement was short-lived. "We have a long and embattled history... but we're both trying something different now."

Black-eyes consider the sky one more time and the gnome takes a step back.

"I'm headed into the Desolation for the college. I just wanted to tell you that the dwarves will be back in two days' time to explore the tunnels further. It might be worth employing an escort."

There's a cant of his head to say good-bye before he moves out of sight and back towards his summoned pony.

Bina raises a brow but nods as Jinks spills the beans and then announces his departure. She turns back to the creature..creatures..and smiles. "Very interesting. I shan't be telling anyone. First off you're actually trying to build something. That's more then most folks are willing to do. Second of all, Jinks is watching over you. He can be misguided at times but so can we all. Even the most noble of paladins."

<pre>GAME: Sabina rolls will: (5)+11: 16</pre>

"Hey! We didn't say you could go to the desolation!" Yolo shouts angrily as Jinks departs.

"It's okay. She means 'we're worried about you and stay safe'." Retzi calls even louder, waving, then turning back in and glancing at her twin, "mein. Remember?"

The orange-themed woman turns to face Sabina, and nods, intertwining her fingers and twisting her hands, "Yes, our own place to rule... benevolently... over."

"Well since he keeps giving away our secrets, he's really a ko..." Yolo starts to say, before Retzi interrupts her, "No, he's _ours_. If anyone else finds out they'll want him."

Both nod in stereo at Sabina, "Yes. Jinks is watching."

Bina looks between the two of them and laughs hard enough to cause tears. "Oh..oh you two really need to work on not speaking your minds quite so often." She continues to laugh and wipes at her tears while Emp gets flustered and flaps his wings angrily. "Jinks won't be the only one watching. The city will start watching as well if it hasn't already. They're going to want a share of taxes for providing this land safety in time of need. Like, say, if more wights start roaming through the land. Ruling over the humanoids also means you can't be eating them. That is if you have in the past you can't any longer. As the old saying goes..'don't poop where you sleep'."

"Well they didn't help with the wights. They told everyone to evacuate, we got rid of the wights." Retzi says, crossing her arms triumphantly, "all that practice with the Witch-Queen, we know how to handle undead."

"We don't." Yolo answers, without clarifying what it is they claim to not do.

A rumbling voice comes from outside, "Capital Punishment for Banditry is allowed. There's some flexibility there, death by beheading, death by colosseum. Death by Swiftclaw could be an option."

"Shhh!" The twins admonish. Retzi adds, "We don't eat people."

"Unless they're really, really, attractive ladies." Yolo says with a smile.

"Inside head voice! That's what she was advising." Retzi stares at her sister, then pats Sabina's knee, "Don't worry, you're ugly."

Bina giggles. "That's good to know."

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==OOC & Evil==

<OOC> Sabina says, "So.. Tablet won't let me read too far back. scroll only goes back so far. However.. Seems like the two ladies are rather clueless about everything Humanoid."

''Evil''
<br><OOC> Cryosanthia nods, "It's okay, it's there if you want, otherwise in scene rolls can contribute
<br><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "I hope you enjoyed."
<br><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "having a hard time figuring out how they're 'evil', but working on it."
<br><OOC> Sabina has enjoyed. Evil comes in many forms. So far they seem lawful evil to me.
<br><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "oh interesting. They're supposed to be Chaotic Evil"
<br><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "I figured the 'Chaotic' would be covered by having three arguing voices"
<br><OOC> Sabina says, "Chaotic evil would be eating me for supper while chatting with jinks about money and making up a special meal for him to be the main course of."
<br><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "aaaah..."
<br><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "but they decided they own him. And he's useful. They have seen him use a kobold disguise so much they think he's a kobold that diguises himself as a gnome"
<br><OOC> Sabina says, "Chaotic evil can make plans but normally has a hard time with follow through."
<br><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "so, that wouldn't entirely stop them eating him, but he's also useful as well as a mobile treasure"
<br><OOC> Cryosanthia nods, "I figured that's where 'we want to rule a town' came in, then 'hire adventurers to build it', except they're being forced to participate
<br><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "well they did try poisoning you and managed to lightly poison a few others"
<br><OOC> Sabina nods
<br><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "but if you have suggestions for later that would be helpful"
<br><OOC> Sabina says, "to be chaotic evil"
<br><OOC> Sabina says, "Or evil in general?"
<br><OOC> Cryosanthia nods
<br><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "both are good"
<br><OOC> Sabina says, "Evil in general. Things start happening in the background. Bad things that they are causing because they are evil even if they want to make this town a reality. Perhaps traps that look natural that cause injury. A disappeaerance of a worker that saw through their illusion. etc"
<br><OOC> Sabina says, "But if they do evil things then the pcs may throw down at some point."
<br><OOC> Cryosanthia nods
<br><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "that would defeat the fun of settlement building"
<br><OOC> Sabina says, "Thus why I see them as more lawful evil or at least nuetral evil"
<br><OOC> Cryosanthia nods, "that makes some sense."
<br><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "well their alignment could shift because PCs are interacting with them."
<br><OOC> Sabina says, "Bina's not going to try to stop them on her own. She'll try to help them 'see the wrongness' of bad actions. If they do evil in front of her she'll make things happen."
<br><OOC> Cryosanthia nods
<br><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "You'd be able to tell after talking with them for a while, that they're about average smarts, and slightly better in the wisdom department, although Retzi has the highest of that. Oddly they all have a certain amount of Charisma"
<br><OOC> Sabina says, "Heh. Perfect politicians?"
<br><OOC> Cryosanthia nods!
<br><OOC> Sabina looks over bina and chuckles. "Good thing she can talk. She's very much a fragile underpowered char."

Recent Logs

2022-11-26T17:54:44Z

Cryosanthia:

Tunnels and Truffles, Poisons and Ponds

2022-11-25T00:18:42Z

Cryosanthia:

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== Log Info ==
*Title: Tunnels and Truffles, Poisons and Ponds
*Emitter: Cryosanthia
*Characters: Carver, Jinks, Mikilos, Sabina, Seyardu
*Place: Scalehaven (maybe Ashenvale)
*Time: Wednesday, November 23, 2022, 8:55 PM EST
*Summary: Construction has begun in an effort to resettle the area re-named as... (to be determined). Today, the three-in-one host in the colorful wagon offer a taste test of new and exciting exotic dishes while continuing their quest for assistance in getting the inn (and town to follow) built. Jinks has made some progress with construction firms and the local druids. Most of the others seem unwilling to directly hitch themselves to this progressive wagon. Carver considers contract work. Seyardu slowly comes around on consulting. Sabina has some practice running a tavern. Mikilos is dubious about trading in his manse and grounds for a roadside shack.</div>

<pre>-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Appearing -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Carver 5'7" 133 Lb Human Female A plain-faced woman with a brown top knot.
Jinks 3'4" 39 Lb Gnome Male A gnomish fellow in fancy garb and jewelry.
Mikilos 6'8" 180 Lb Dawn Elf Male Tall male dawn elf, rosey blonde and handsome.
Sabina 5'4" 130 Lb Human Female Tsuran woman of dark hair and green eyes
Seyardu 5'6" 150 Lb Sith-Makar Female A friendly silver sith-makar with a perpetual squint.
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-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= NPCs of Note =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Yaretzi-Yolotli Vouivre Female A pretender dragon, cleric and knight.
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-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= As the GMs =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Cryosanthia 6'9" 291 Lb Sith-Makar Female A dashingly tall, elegant white-scaled lizard woman.
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The town of ... to be decided.

Far north of Alexandria, sits the ruins of a town that a crazed benefactor has decided to try and restore. They have had an election and chosen a mayor, and decided on the first building. An Inn.

The Nest Egg Inn.

Self-financing is great. Fortunately they had a great store of treasure, which is part of the draw. The Inn is under construction, rapidly rising after the money came through. A small set of tents surround the site, which is set back a safe distance from the edge of a marshy crater. The house is finished, the shape of the Inn is taking form.

A colourful Vardo is situated nearby, with the Mayor, her assistant, and their immense Swiftclaw sprawled on the ground. They're all watching the road expectantly.

"I still think Sand Dollars should count as currency. What if we accepted them on par?" The orange haired draconically elfin woman grumbles.

"It would be economically unstable, but I'm not sure how." A deep and feminine voice rumbles, emanating from the Swiftclaw.

"Shhhh! Adventurers!" The green haired twin hushes.

Mikilos arrives on the same horse he first came to the Great Hole upon. It knows the way, and let's the wizard read as it travels. Not as fast as teleportation, but mildly more productive... for certain definitions of production. Dismounting and removing the saddle, the wizard makes sure his ride is situated before heading towards the Vardo.

"Greetings and salutations, ladies. What's this I hear about menu testing?"

Sabina strides along the road with a fast gate that eats the miles up, moving almost as fast as a carriage might go. Feathers is the outfit of the day. A cloak of black and red feathers over the top of a long dress in darker shade of peacock tones. This matches the bird who rests on her shoulder, long glorious tail covering half the cloak. The outfit looks poorly designed for road travel. Yet she makes it seem like it does. And it has the benefit of being warm in the cold.

She moves up and nods to Mikilos before looking over the vardo with a wide smile. "Lovely. I love it. Wonderful colors."

Carver arrives on the most trusty of steeds; her own two feet. Dusty and a little tired, sure, but horseflesh cost a lot of money and she doesn't have a lot of 'influence' so can't bully a mage for a teleport. Not that she would want that logic-defying skip, it always gives her the worse heartburn. Coming in behind Sabina, in her beaten leathers and drab colors, she's the ugly duckling to the prettiest peacock in the ball. When Sabina, like a graceful swan, swoops in on Mikilos her temperament only sours farther into a sullen glare beneath the road dirt staining her cheeks.

"Well we're deciding what to serve at the Inn." The orange haired, orange-ish woman replies, leaning out the window and down, bringing her head closer to Mikilos.

"Eels, mostly. Although we don't have the Eels." The green haired twin adds, "We still need the druids to stock them."

Two heads turn to watch Sabine arrive rapidly on foot. "Oh, you're new! I'm Retzi, the Major." The orange one says, "I'm Yolo," the green hair adds. Both say, "Our swiftclaw is named Yaree."

"She doesn't talk," Yolo says firmly, "Very pleased that you like the colours. Would you like some tea?"

The other arriving horse, carrying Carver, gets their attention next. A similar round of greetings and introduction, with the swiftclaw staring intently at the horse. Yolo ends up asking Carver, "Are you one of the mudlarks?"

<pre><OOC> Carver says, "what do i need to roll to recognize mudlark?"
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "K/local DC10"
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "or k/nature dc10"
GAME: Carver rolls knowledge/nature: (6)+7: 13
GAME: Seyardu rolls knowledge/nature: (6)+2: 8</pre>

Suddenly, there is a large window of white light, and from out of it steps a silver sith-makar in light blue robes. She stops to take a look around, and breaks into a slightly unsettling smile.

"It seems that my timing was quite good today." The cleric notes. "Peace on your nests, it seems work is going quite well. Although, I do not know how valid my input is for food for an inn."

Mikilos nods, frowning mildly at the question to Carver, but maybe it's a sportsball team or something. "You've spoken with the druids? What all did they have to say? There were still a lot of unknowns last I was by here."

Bina nods to the introductions and then agian to the fact that the lizard doesn't talk. All without missing a beat. She's about to speak when a familiar form comes from the door of light. The priestess smiles and waves to Seyardu. "Peace on your nest, it's been a long while." And then to the red and green haired women. "I'm Sabina. And this is Lord Emp.. or Emp for short." She says, motioning to the peacock on her shoulder who lets out a cry as he's introduced, preening. "We're here to help with ..menu items?"

Carver's mood sours farther at the less than flattering description, for why else would somebody ask that in such a way unless.... they thought she fit the 'bill' so to speak. I mean, really, okay yes. She's dressed like a down-on-her-luck traveller and her hair is bit of a mess but!

"'scuse me, did you just call me a sewer person?" The Drae's tone is low, weary, and wary of further kicks to her pride. Just because she HAS gone looking for treasure and adventure in a sewer before does not mean this floozy gets to look down on her. "Some nerve comin' from a crazy cat lady with green hair in a hokey town at the edge of nowhere."

Retzi startles at Seyardu's appearence, pulling back and banging her head on the top of the window. "Ow. How do you do that?"

Tsskp. Yolo hisses, "Well, you eat right? We've been feeding the workers magical food but they grumble about it. So we need the opinions of people with normal tastes."

People that don't consider horses valid fare, for example.

"We like things, well, well done." Retzi continues, "Oooooh... that's not a pheasant you wanted us to cook up. Well, yes, what do adventurers like to eat."

"The druids..." Yolo says, interrupting herself to face Carver. She rises up, also bonking her head on the inside of the Vardo, "Well you're covered in mud and stink!" She sniffs, "Something around here stinks. Maybe it's the swamp. We're rebuilding this town and were expecting swamp people to come... and do things in the swamp."

She leans closer, "Do you want to go mucking around in the swamp searching for treasure? You can keep half!" A generous offer, usually one keeps what one finds.

<pre><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "okay... So. How the Druids 'went' would be anyone who went to talk to them, making a diplomacy roll."
GAME: Jinks rolls Diplomacy: (17)+28: 45</pre>

Carver's expression could sour milk, but...

"I do like treasure."

"Great!" Yolo claps her hands together, grinning widely at Carver. She has the wrong sort of teeth, for an elf, it makes her smile look very unsettling. "After the food tasting you can get a crew from over there, and go looking for treasure in the swamp!

<pre><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "Carver, roll a survival. If you roll under 10, something bites you, 15 and over roll 1d4, 20 and over roll 1d4+2"
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "this will happen later, but roll now so I don't forget"
<OOC> Carver says, "oh sorry, right away!"
GAME: Carver rolls survival: (3)+9: 12</pre>

Bina looks about at the various folks speaking and being spoken too. She hmms softly and then shakes her head before moving to try and draw Carver in closer to herself and the vardo. "Ladies." She says to the lizard-elves. "You're missing out on great opportunities. First you're underestimating this woman and what she can do for you and your current issues. Second, you're trying to make more issues before solving the issues at hand. Druid could help you, certianly. They may also wish you to do things before or after they assist you. I've run a tavern in the city. A good one..if I may say so. Rather then gold and gems. You should have her looking for monsters and other critters that can be cooked up and eaten. Some critters, cooked correctly, are very tasty."

"It's a special ability that this one was given to check up on people who need to be checked up on by their god." Seyardu states flatly. "I do not know if I have normal tastes, unfortunately, but I will provide what insight that I am able. You need to not only appeal to adventurers, but travelers and traders as well. They will be the bulk of who comes by here, after all."

A faint melody that could've been the wind (if there was wind today) through the ruins woods ends, leaving a void that's more noticeable than the music had been. An echoed clatter and heavy, stomping footfalls announce the arrival of a dark-skinned Khazadi mason climbing up from beneath the half-skeleton of the inn covered in a truly prodigious amount of dull-grey dust. She wears a backpack and a cross-shoulder satchel and she carries a wonderfully ornate sledge capped with a head that's unmistakably adamantine.

She's grumbling something in Khazdul about kobolds and tunnels over one dirty shoulder.

In her wake is a far-cleaner and more-elaborately decorated gnome. The little maestro appears to've dodged the worse of whatever dust showers befell the dwarf and he simply sucks his teeth in response to her pontificating. He hums a few bars and taps his finger through the air, plucking at invisible strands that puff section after section of the Khazad clean as they go.

The pair navigate through the budding framework and stop at the edge of the unfinished stone floor. The black-eyed gnome produces a gem and summons a pony of thunderclouds and shadow. The mason accepts payment and climbs the steed before flying off back towards Alexandria.

Whistling to himself, Jinks steps down towards the vardo and the assembling crowd, lifting his eyebrows in greeting. "Tunnel's closed," he tells the mayor and her twin (and their gnoble steed).

All heads turn towards Sabina. There's a collective, 'oooooo?'

"So... what can this Carver woman do for us?" Retzi asks Sabina.

Yolo and Yaree are simply nodding at the warning regarding the druids.

"Well maybe I want to go checking up on people." Retzi replies to Seyardu, prompting headshakes from the other two, before they are interrupted by the arrival of the Khazadhi mason and Jinks. "Oh, good. Did you find out where it went? Closed with a door or fully bricked up?"

She turns to watch the woman ride away, "Mmm. I wanted to ask her about throwing up walls of stone. If we could find someone to do it, how that should be done. Are magic walls as good, better or worse than hand crafted ones?"

Yolo grins at Sabina, "So. Monster Meals! That sounds good." She glances at Seyardu, "I think, could we say no monsters with scales? Is that a good rule? How did you pick the things to cook?"

Mikilos nods to Sabina. "Properly prepared, most things are delicious. But there's a question of sustainability and regularity. Owlbear makes a great steak, but hard to make sure you can catch enough to have them on a regular menu. Sometimes the monster is dinner, sometimes the monster has dinner." The elf considers.

"Also preperation. Shark is a Dranish delicacy.... after it's been prepared for over a year." To Retzi, he offers "Depends on who hand crafts the walls, and who magics them. A well creafted wall will certainly out perform a poorly cast one, but a well cast wall will out perform an average built one.

"Has to be edible," Carver interjects. "An' shark is delicious if given at least six months. But, one of the most important rule is you wanna eat what's been eatin' good. The balance of fatty protein means it is more nutritious an' delicious that way."

Bina nods to Mikilos and then gives the approaching Jinks a wide smile and a wave. "Hello there, Jinks, you rapscalion you." Then back to the matter at hand. She makes hand motions to Carver. "You see? Women and men who know the wilds can tell you. A chef who knows both normal food stuffs and monster cooking could work with you on what your lands can provide you and what will have to be brought in from other places. And ..ahem.. some scaled monsters really do taste wonderful." She gives the ladies a toothy grin.

"Well, it needs to be remembered that this is out of the way, and not with many people coming to see here, yet. So making things too exotic may alienate those few who do stop here." The cleric warns with a quiet puff of air. "There is nothing wrong with eating things with scales. Fish have scales. As long as you avoid anything illegal, and sentient. And do not disrupt the balance of animals in the area in the process."

"Well Kobolds..." Retzi is interrupted by Yolo's hip-check. She glares and continues, "So... if you were to say, take a dead chicken, cast restore corpse, sculpt corpse to make it look like something else, then purify food and drink, then cook it up normally as that other thing. How do you think it would taste?"

Yolo grins happily, "... because we have a few experiments..."

"Are you sure you don't want to work here?" Retzi asks Seyardu. "You could be the magistrate, or the spymaster. Checking on people."

"We've established that the animal balance is out of balance, since the thing from beyond the stars ate all of them." Yolo elaborates, tapping at the windowsill, "Well maybe we need a huntsmaster, or master chef." She alternates staring at Carver and Sabina, then calls loudly. "Bring out the food stuff!"

There is a kitchen in a nearby tent, and some contractors oblige, setting up first a table then setting out an array of dishes.

<pre><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "So... a RP challenge for you. Describe something interesting and crazy they might have prepared, going on the assumpting that they don't understand 'normal' food, being at best, used to BBQ. And taste it, and then roll a Fort save to decide how digestible it is."</pre>

"It accesses an underground spring. Probably how they got their water before the well was put in." Jinks advises the wom(a/e)n with a little sigh. "It branches more than once but most of the tunnels have collapsed from--" he gestures vaguely at the nearby crater with fingers covered in jewelry. "Vanora suggested a stone door barred with steel for now; so we did that. Offered to return with more of her people when her outstanding contracts allow."

"A few festrog had dug in after being separated and trapped but they're dealt with," he adds as an afterthought.

"Sabina," Jinks smiles a greeting in return. "Coyote laughs. I hope you're enjoying your travels. Alexandria grows dull in your absence.

"Miki. Seyardu. Tallman." He nods at the rest, one after the other. He glances from the wagon to the others as they're solicited for positions. "It's not quite as mad as you might think...

"... and the air is slowly getting better."

<pre>GAME: Mikilos rolls fort: (18)+13: 31
GAME: Carver rolls fortitude: (2)+4: 6
GAME: Sabina rolls fort: (18)+8: 26
GAME: Seyardu rolls fortitude: (13)+14: 27
GAME: Jinks rolls Fortitude: (11)+9: 20</pre>

"Do not do that," Carver expresses clearly at Dead Cat Brunch idea. She follows, scratching at her neck in thought as they are led on the strange sightseeing occasion into the madhouse of the kitchen of someone who would actually suggest reheated magic dead cat for dinner.

She leans over to peer at the plate that has been sat before her, some strange bubbling liquid spilling from the cracked shell of some land crustacean whose maw has been stuffed with... mushrooms and fungus?

She stares at this thing with horror, and fascination, wondering if it shall grace her with a portent of her society's doom - right before swallowing her whole. She takes a fork, and very tentatively sinks it into the soft goopy hole and brings it to her lips with a trembling hand.

Mikilos wanders over to the menu table... and stares for a moment. Is this-? No, no, the ladies are obviously serious. Well, the wizard has never been one to shy from the weird.

"Grilled mouse over a dandelion salad. It's... actually not bad. Dandelions are a staple food in many places, and while mice aren't ideal, meat is meat and well roasted kills off the germs. Spices could use a bit of tweaking, but not a bad start."

Bina follows over to the table while winking at Jinks. "Not so dull then. I'll be around for the Winter I think." She steps up to a dark plated dish with sauted something or other on the plate. She too is not afraid of strange as she once was. The smell from the plate is..odd and strong however.

Wrinkling her nose she picks up a fork and takes up a bite, tasting it and then quirking brows..before spitting it out. "Hagfish? To deslime a hagfish though... Pressed hagfish in some sort of sauce. Beer based. It's ..it needs work. Less smell. More flavor and likely needs baked."

The three hostesses watch intently, even the swiftclaw interested in the meal. Their gazes flit about as each person makes a selection and samples it. "How's the stuffed mudcrab? And the Vermin salad." Yolo asks cheerfully.

"Oh, try the Black and black pie. Four and twenty blackberries." Retzi suggests.

"Shouldn't that be blackbirds?"

"No, there's a different ratio for blackbirds to blackberries. It's mostly blackberries." Retzi assures, pointing at a large pie, with a black crust, sitting in a pie-pan that's lined with feathers. There are little three-pronged Y's on the top, as if the pie-crust was marked with a bird's foot.

The pair hug each other, "So the hagfish is a hit? With some adjustments. You take notes." Retzi orders Yolo. Notes are taken.

"Oh, and thanks for dealing with the Festrog." Retzi adds, "Is that something that could be made into a dish?"

<pre><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "The Black and Black pie has a DC20 fort save, fail, you'll temp lose 1d4 to wis and Int, as it's basically a hash brownie equivalent"</pre>

"Yes, no transfiguration of animals for your purposes. Perhaps I will need to take some form of advisorial role, to make sure that everything is up plank here." Seyardu states with a low nod as she takes a look around. She picks up a small bowl of salad, and a fork that was right next to it. They try a small spoonful of the leaves, and their mouth closes, then opens, before she plucks the plant matter out of their maw and places it back in the bowl.

"When using stinging nettles in your cooking, you need to boil the leaves to remove the stinging hairs from them. And I believe that this bowl is made from poison oak wood. To be frank, I am a bit impressed that you managed to discover hostile serving vessels for this, as well."

A skewer is selected from atop a bed of cave algae and Jinks takes a moment to consider the battered black creature that looks a mix of arrowhead and octopus. He nibbles at the tentacle underside of one on the edge, crunching through the batter and chewing more confidently after a moment's consideration.

There's a thoughtful noise and he swallows, taking the conical top of the first skewered morsel and chewing. A crunch becomes a squelch. The gnome coughs and gags, stumbling a few steps and spitting the gobbet to the ground. He coughs again. Spits. Then he produces a pocket square and wipes bright-blue ink from his lips and tongues.

"Agh... ech." He considers the stained cloth. "The battered tentamort spawn need to have their poison sacks removed before they're served." He takes a slow, steadying breath and finds a clean edge to wipe sweat from his brow. "Or you're going to need a lot of mops."

"Poison oak gives the food that extra little sting. I thought it would be perfect with the stinging nettles!" Retzi says proudly, staring at Seyardu with an uncomprehending smile. "Oh, wait, that wasn't praise. It hurt your mouth! That's why you wanted the nettles boiled."

"I was sure the principle for leafy things was crispy, and dry." Yolo adds.

"Right, not boiled to mush. Should we fry it? To kill the germs?" Retzi is serious.

The gnome's sudden retching draws their eyes, "Oh, oh I'm sorry." "Sorry." "We aren't trying to kill you! Really! Are you ok? Another note Yolo, remove poison sacs, save for alchemists."

Carver has frozen, utterly still, with fork still in her mouth. Her dark eyes are wide with some primal emotions, caught in utterance that is fit to be called a whimper but yet more tortured still.

<pre><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "now, should anyone have the profession/cook or profession/innkeeper, this would be a great time to roll."
GAME: Seyardu rolls profession/cook: (16)+19: 35</pre>

Mikilos eyes Carver with growing concern, and offers a small glass vial. "Wintermint oil. Kill any bad flavors gone."

"You okay Carver?" Yolo leans in, up close there are small scales over her cheekbones.

Carver eyes snap to Mikilos, then to his vial, then back to Yolo and her all-together too familiar interest in her response. She snatches the vial from the archmage and FLEES.

Yolo blinks, flicking out a forked tongue as she watches Carver flee, "Was the food that bad?"

Mikilos frowns mildly, eyeing the dish Carver sampeled. "...might be an allergy. But I suspect the shell pieces are supposed to be removed, not stirred in."

<pre><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "heh, very much so. So how did it go with the Druids?"
Cryosanthia pages: Druids probably agreed to a lot. While the soil is dead they can do some things to put nutrients back in it, which involve spreading a bunch of different kinds of rocks, like quicklime and some coral (harvested live). From what you know of Mictlan hunting, there should be big beasts around, and a few monsters that are interested in those.
You paged Cryosanthia with ‘So, like, an agreement to meld up the stone in the crater for a lake, rain in some water, and get some healthy algae and vermin-eating fish species in there. Then maybe subsidize the area with a decent chunk of goodberries until the land can be seen to and crops grown?’
Cryosanthia pages: yes, that sounds good
Cryosanthia pages: a lake with marshy edges that are good for fish farms</pre>

"Oh, so, crunchy isn't good. Or it's good sometimes? Should it be 'shell in' or 'no shell in' options, or just always no shell. I don't mind the shell." Retzi, the hybrid admits.

Yolo sits back, leaning against the wall, "This is why we asked adventurers, you know all about good eating."

There's a low growl from the swiftclaw.

"Oh! Anything you think is bad, give it to Yaree! She's hungry." Retzi suggests cheerfully.

<pre>GAME: Mikilos rolls knowledge/engineering: (17)+17: 34</pre>

Mikilos snorts softly. "Texture has it's place, but most foods are preferred without the shell." The elf looks over the options. "I'm seeing some decent herbs here, dill, basil, carrots, garlic... I think you just aren't using them to the best advantage. I can bring over some cookbooks, help get an idea for how they're typically used."

Sighing, the wizard looks out towards the crater. "You're planning on turning that into a lake, yes? I can help with getting it filled, but that shoreline may need some work. As it is, lot is just going to crumble into the water, make for a rocky marsh rather that a lake. And I assure you, as the lord of one, rocky marshes are bloodly useless."

"It depends on the vegetables being used. You should always be aware of what you are cooking, so you know the proper preparation. For instance, you can cook stinging nettles and use them how you might use spinach, for a variety of dishes, or you can make it into tea. But you can not serve it un cooked the way you might with spinach for a salad or garnishes." The cleric begins rattling off, taking a look at the others and shaking their head. "I planned for any potential issues, if anyone needs healing or to be cleansed of poison, I can provide such. As for the hagfish, scalding it in hot water and rinsing it will remove the majority of the slime, but I would recommend a white wine based sauce instead of beer. Hafish needs a lighter flavored sauce if you are not battering it beforehand, at least that is what I was told."

"As for what made miss Carver run off, that is much like the nettles. You have to double check what you forage, especially with fungi of any sort. Many poisonous ones are imitated by poisonous ones, and it can be difficult to differentiate with younger mushrooms as well."

"So... adventurers wouldn't want to eat something poisonous, wait for the poison to start to kick in, then get a dispell poison so it doesn't actually kill them, but they'd have the experience of what it tasted like, felt like, in the interest of building up an immunity or at least, a knowledge of various digestible poisons?" Yolo asks. She was taking notes.

"Quite useful for food tasters. 'Oh, this is Deathcap. URK!'" Retzi giggles.

"White wine, boil, cook nettles like spinach, never uncooked nettles." Yolo dictates as she note-takes.

Retzi nods towards Mikilos, brushing her orange hair behind an ear, "We're hoping to do something like that with it. Depending what help we can get."

Well and past his retching, Jinks repeats his simple little manipulation of the Weave and cleans his pocket square before tucking it away. Then comes the flask out from his coat pocket and he's washing the last of the taste away as he listens to Mikilos, Seyardu, and the trio.

"The Yggdrasil Union has agreed to devote some of their sprouts to fertilizing the farmlands and filling the pond. They were glad for the practical training opportunity where failure doesn't mean turning good soil to fallow," explains the gnome, returning to his platter. He slides each of the skewers free from their bounty and piles them to the side before serving the plate to the 'swiftclaw.'

"Earth and stone magics to make the crater a viable pond. Water magic to fill it. Then algae and fish crops transplanted from nearby lakes. The fish will help keep vermin like biting insects in check." He takes a long draw from the flask, eyes fluttering closed as he savors the indulgence.

"They're also able to start work on reinvigorating the land; something the farmers can take over as they return. If needs be, they'll offer a healthy bushel of goodberries until crops can support the town.

"It costs you next to nothing, too," he informers the three-in-one. "They have a few simple asks relating to their dogma as followers of the Word; mainly that you continue to work to make things better after they start it. There's something called 'the Pledge of Good Neighbors.'" He shrugs at the mayor as if it's nothing. "You make out like a bandit."

Mikilos frowns thoughtfully. "A practical guide to what poison tastes like could be useful, but would be a very niche market." Listening to Jinks, he nods. "I'm good at shapeing earth and stone for construction of houses, but when it comes to making a lake, they have the better understanding and skill. Same for filling it with water. I could get the job done, but wouldn't mesh as well with the surrounding ecosystems."

The trio stare at Jinks with mouths agape. Retzi and Yolo seem speechless, Yaree more interested in the food he pushes her way. The swiftclaw has bad breath and a maw that's strikingly large, with some heat emanating from it. She's not acting in a hostile way but it's impossible to ignore how large the lizard is. She enthusiastically chows down.

"That's amazing! They agreed? You did an excellent job." Retzi finally says, swaying towards the gnome as if she would pick him up, then refraining. "The Pledge of Good Neighbours? What's that? Doesn't sound like a problem. We certainly want to get things improved. More and more people, under our benevolent rule!"

Yolo is nodding, "Well, if you're good at building houses, maybe you could help us put up a few, or make a bridge. Once the Inn is done we want a tenement to replace those tents. Give the poor workers a little shelter." She sounds insincere more than concerned, but the thought was shared. "Hmmm... do you want to be the town's magic advisor? We could build you a shack in a rocky swamp, it'll be just like your imaginary home!"

"I am not saying that you should be out seeking to poison people, just that I considered it a potential concern." The cleric notes as they take a step back while the others make their suggestions. "Anything you are serving in the inn should be tested thoroughly beforehand, and you must take into account what your available ingredients will be at any given time. What is not foraged or hunted will need to be brought in with traders, so you should minimize as much food waste as possible. Meats are best obtained from hunting within reason, but you can not always count on having enough on any given day. It will need to be supplemented with preserved food. Look into setting up a smokehouse and drying racks for any excess."

"It sounds like you have good plans in place with the druids, as well. Thank you for seeing to that Jinks, maintaining good relations with them will be important for further development."

Yolo nods to Seyardu, "Okay, those are good suggestions too."

Retzi is nodding also, staring at Jinks with wide eyes, "He is our very special... gnome." She winks.

A large crunching noise interrupts, as Yaree chows down, eating the food, skewers and all. It seems the poison oak bowl is spared only as an afterthought. She growls happily, drooling on the road, staring at the remaining food on the table.

"Oh, how are our finanaces holding up Jinks, did you invest them in a bank in town?" Retzi asks.

<pre><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "so, Jinks you get to make a treasury roll, which is 1d20 +8 for the current economy bonuses, -0 because there's no unrest. That turns into build points for turn 2"
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+8-0: (8)+8+-0: 16
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "so that divides by 3 and turns into 5 Build Points"
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "25% chance of event"
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d100: (96): 96
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "no significant events until the tavern is finished."
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "mechanics wise, the rules say if you hold a position it requires 7 days out of every month, which wouldn't interfere with adventuring but you would have to IC say 'I'm busy doing X' once in a while."
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "PCs in a position give extra bonuses. There aren't easy ways of calculating how much a building should cost, when there are casters who could 'wall of stone' 4 interconnected walls in 24 seconds, although I guess it's handwaved in a 'costs X to do the thing, magically or mundanely'"
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "although PCs can burn money to get more Build Points, which is the currency for buildings"</pre>

Mikilos snorts, but smiles. "You're welcome to visit Estranillia some day, though is quite the trip. And while I'm happy enough to provide counsel, my other duties requre that I keep things unofficial. I don't have the time to do justice to a formal position."

Jinks has left the 'steed' to her feast and stood back to listen again. He glances at Seyardu and blinks as she adds her observations, then looks down at the ground and nods. "It was just another thing to do. The druids wanted the same thing..." He's lost for just a moment before frowning up at Retzi.

"What there was, yes. Supply in the city is thin and prices are higher than normal. We'll finish the tavern and have supply for one or two more simply out buildings." He half-turns and glances down the way Sabina and Carver retreated. "You'll need income sooner rather than later." He cants his chin at Carver's back. "Contract recovery at the sandcastle, maybe."

There's the familiar sound of the gnome sucking his teeth and he's turning back towards the wagon. "If you think the kobold tribes would've left anything behind." He shrugs and seems to get lost in thought again.

"Ah..." The three are suddenly skittish. Retzi is adjusting her clothing and rubbing against the side of the Vardo. She faces Jinks, "they're... ah... the Black Kobold took over the Sandcastle. There are a bunch of kobolds there. I don't know what they're doing."

She hesitates, then continues, "Pretty sure they're keeping our treasure."

"Well they're our treasure, so it's treasure guarding itself." Yolo insists.

"Right, they're doing their thing and we're leaving them alone." Retzi mumbles, "though if someone wanted to talk to them..."

There's silence, except for the crunching sounds Yaree is making, which are followed by a plaintif rumble that shakes the ground as she STARES at the table and the food which isn't moving nor eating itself.

"If we're done with the dishes, they can be given to Yaree," Retzi tells the cooks, then nods further, "income sooner than later. Okay. We'll do what we can."

"I should get a nice aerial survey, so we can figure out plots." Yolo suggests.

The fancy little gnome takes a deep breath and sighs, nodding his head. "... someone else should try," he decides with a glance at Seyardu. He tries a song but his voice falters. He clears his throat and tries again, gesturing to conjure another of the shadowstuff ponies.

"I've been out for too long as it is. I'll check-in later," he adds. There's a pause as he sits atop the roiling animal to think silently and then a shrug. The silent beast takes one long stride and begins to tear back through the air.

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==OOC==

<pre><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "So, I'll set pose. General theme is you're at a town that's a good 8 hours carriage ride away from Alexandria, and well, it's not a town anymore, but is trying to be. There's a very odd 'patron', and there was an Explorer's Guild listing to come test out the menu and help with town planning."</pre>

==Kingdom Stats==
<br>Size 1
<br>Economy 8, Loyalty 6, Stability 3, Unrest -1 (0), Consumption 1, Treasury 5 BP
<br>Pop/Society +1

==First Kingdom Turn==
<br>Phase 3 - Income - 5 Build Points, no extra added
<br>Phase 4 - Events - No Events
<br>''End First Turn''

A Gnoment in Time, Part 10

2022-11-23T19:10:03Z

Cryosanthia: Created page with "<div style="padding:5px; background-color:#e7eaea;"> == Log Info == *Title: A Gnoment in Time, Part 10 *Emitter: Whirlpool *Characters: Ravenstongue, Skielstregar, Paenitia, Dirk, Vaera, Lyme, Zyla *Place: Thursday, November 10, 2022, 9:56 PM *Time: Tuesday, November 22, 2022, 8:59 PM *Summary: The adventurers are chased from the Felwood, pursued by shadows. Shots are fired, to little effect. Lyme and Zyla lead the way, as the shadows loom and take over the minds of Vaer..."

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== Log Info ==
*Title: A Gnoment in Time, Part 10
*Emitter: Whirlpool
*Characters: Ravenstongue, Skielstregar, Paenitia, Dirk, Vaera, Lyme, Zyla
*Place: Thursday, November 10, 2022, 9:56 PM
*Time: Tuesday, November 22, 2022, 8:59 PM
*Summary: The adventurers are chased from the Felwood, pursued by shadows. Shots are fired, to little effect. Lyme and Zyla lead the way, as the shadows loom and take over the minds of Vaera, Paenitia and Dirk. Vaera stabs Skielstregar as he rescues her and Ramirez and riders, Dirk snaps out it, Paenitia remains lost. Ravenstongue taps into her fey blood and delays the shadows with a massive spell as the group escapes with some fascinating knowledge about what's happening to magic and the Felwood itself.</div>

<pre>-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Appearing in Order =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Ravenstongue 5'0" 99 Lb Half-Elf Female Short half-elf girl with violet eyes and black hair.
Skielstregar 7'2" 330 Lb Sith-Makar Male A brilliantly silver scale with fangs and empty eyes.
Paenitia 3'0" 34 Lb Halfling Female A Lucht knight, dark skinned in bold feathery finery.
Dirk 4'11" 295 Lb Mountain Dwarf Male A rugged old dwarf, dressed for the outdoors.
Vaera 7'0" 262 Lb Sith-Makar Female A tall, dark red Makari with a metallic leg.
Lyme 7'2" 435 Lb Orc Butch Black-skinned oruch of suitable stature.
Zyla 7'5" 310 Lb Giantborn Female Massive woman in simple clothing and robes.
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-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= NPCs of Note =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Farland Gnome Male Associate of Griva, Resurrectionist, Wizard
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-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= As the GM -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Whirlpool Otyugh I am stinky!
-=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=</pre>

==Previously==

''The adventurers attempt to escape the Felwood. A flock of dark ravens descends, harrying them, pecking, attempting to steal Pothy away from Cor'lana. Their presence fills all with angry, malevolent feelings they struggle with in their own way. It is only Ravenstongue's great defiance and threats which finally drive the murder away. Though they do not go far, and their evil influence lingers and can be felt. What can't be felt is the curse of the Felwood. The particular spot the expedition finds itself in seems clear, purified. This will only attract worse things, and reprisals, and three of the party are still blind. A moment's ministration is taken, and sight is restored. They make their escape, Ramirez, carrying Paenitia, Farland, and a mini-Lyme, and later Farland. They get free of the woods. There are sounds of pursuit.''

''"It better not be another of those invisible creatures again." Vaera growls. "Are you sure no one has it out for you Farland? Because this is two in one day."''

''"I mean, there are plenty of people that have it out for me," answers Farland, "But I don't think it's any of them."''

''Cor'lana makes a 'tch' noise of frustration. "I can't figure out where exactly it is," she says. "But we /can't/ bring it back to the city."''

''Skielstregar tosses the reins up to Paenitia once she and the crew get their vision back. He makes a sort of... whining/concerned sound. "Ugh... thisss one /might/ be able to do ssssomething? Haven't practiced. But the magicsss here isss bad...!"''

''The others bring up good points... ''

''Screw it. "Hmpf! Fine!" A hand wreathes in black ichor, the palm smearing across both his his eyes, leaving with it a black stain. "Show yourself, coward...!"''

''Eyes pulse a dull, ethereal silver.''

''It chooses not to.''

''Whatever it is hovers just beyond visible reach a moment longer. Then a little longer...''

''And then ... a flood of shadow begins crawling across the ground towards you. Shadow itself, stretching out long fingers... ''

==Now==

The darkness is roiling forward but it's just ... blackness descending on you. Not a mist or a cloud. Just roiling ebony.

Skielstregar isn't doing the best, draped and bound in bandages from before, them holding from the little lucht's work. "Uh... thisss one can't ssssee anything except dark..!" he informs, huffing out clouds of frost as taloned feet pound into the earth. "Jussst... we keep moving? We keep moving! Have to get out of thissss place!"

<pre>GAME: Paenitia rolls perception: (4)+6: 10
<OOC> Whirlpool says, "You don't see anything in the darkness you could magic missile."</pre>

"Darkness!" Paenitia says with cheerful surprise, laughing as she digs her heels in to get Ramirez moving. "Mages, now is the time for you to attack the darkness."

As her ivory steed leaps forward, following Skielstregar and heading away from the burgeoning barrier. A full plate visor does not lend itself to clear vision. "I do no see the useful targets."

"Quickly, quickly, Braver Ramirez, we go!"

<pre>GAME: Ravenstongue casts Overland Flight. Caster Level: 12 DC: 21</pre>

Now is the time. Something that pursues them... Something that could be brought home to Alexandria... Back home to Telamon. Cor'lana frowns deeply, but first things first, it's time to get some perspective.

An aerial perspective, that is.

She murmurs the incantation, and blue-violet gradient wings of magic flow out from her back, imitating the flapping of wings as she takes off the ground and into the sky. "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAH," Pothy yells at the top of his lungs. He's impressed!

"If we can attack it, but I think none of us are in any state for further fighting. Hence why I was trying to get everyone moving with some haste." The red makari growls, hoisting their thunderbelcher in one hand and turning to sprint off with the group. "I hope it has some limits to how far it can move from the forests, but I will not hold out hope, either."

Dirk's eyes get wide as literal -darkness- starts rolling towards them. His face turns white as milk. Even Lulu can only stare. She doesn't even become the vampirowl, so transfixed is she. "Hoo...?" Dirk blinks twice, then shares a look with his pet. "NnnnOPE!" He turns and motivates his tubby ass, one hand over his tricorne as he runs for his ever-loving life.

The cloud seems to shatter behind you.

Shatter into a a dozen smaller orbs of darkness which are gaining on you, slowly. Their images shimmer and shift, taking on the characteristics of men on horseback -- men on winged horses with blazing, flaming eyes.

You know. The stuff of nightmares.

Skiel looks back as the others bolt off in their various manners. "Thisss one cannot make another ssstand," he huffs and puffs, crashing through a tree branch. "Be ssssure to stay together!"

He could summon Voarexautha? No, that'd take too much time. And the others are far too fast. The steed is grand but not that grand. Expedite himself? Then he'd leave Vaera in the dust. Fell a tree with one big smash? No, it'd make the forest even more upset than it is now.

"Grrrr...."

<pre><OOC> Paenitia says, "well I'm for running/flying too, and possibly shooting at them with arrows. will k/military theory help with guessing when a good time to take a stand is, either from geographic features or the party in danger of getting spread out
<OOC> Whirlpool says, "Each one of them has a 90 base flying speed, I believe some of you are slower than that, yes. :)"
<OOC> Whirlpool says, "You can find a way to increase the base speed of the others, or try to find a place to make a stand."
<OOC> Whirlpool says, "(Or other solutions!)"
<OOC> Paenitia says, "I have group stealth but not group move faster. hmmm."
GAME: Paenitia rolls knowledge/military theory: (12)+11: 23
GAME: Paenitia rolls weapon1-8: (12)+15+-8: 19, "-8 penalty for Ramirez running"
GAME: Paenitia rolls damage1: aliased to 1d6+1: (2)+1: 3
<OOC> Whirlpool says, "Aiming for a horse? You hit."</pre>

"Farland, hold tight. Use the straps." Paenitia advises, taking up her bow and pulling out an arrow. "Ramirez, quickly quickly! They move fast."

The shadowy figures are swift, and as they coalesce they become tempting targets. She turns in the saddle, draws back, looses an arrow.

It flies true, striking a shadow horse.

"They will be on us soon. Try run down hill you will go faster. We need the good place to make the stand."

<pre><OOC> Ravenstongue says, "Casting haste on the gang and continuing to move, now at 80 ft/turn with Haste."
GAME: Ravenstongue casts Haste. Caster Level: 12 DC: 19</pre>

The bewinged sorceress notices the shadowy figures advancing. Cor'lana purses her lips in thought. "Okay, well, we're not in the Felwood anymore," she says to herself, and she weaves a familiar spell in her hands--

A quickening spell, spurring her friends and allies onward. "That won't be enough for everyone," she says, "but... It'll buy us time, perhaps." She continues to soar in the sky.

Lyme draws out a vial from his belt pouch, and pours it over his sword as the shadows ride down on them. The blade glows with a white light, but before he can do anything heroic, he turns and runs after Skiel, enjoying the magical burst of speed.

Dirk feels the familiar touch of Cor'lana's magic, lightening his feet and granting him speed. "Thanks, lass!" he hollers towards the sky. He zooms forward, moving faster than any dwarf ever zoomed before. That's even including on Kegger Night, which is truly a sight to behold? Have -you- ever witnessed the Running of the Dwarves on Kegger Night?

Vaera picks up the pace with the magical enhancement to their speed, hoping to at least create some distance before the spell wore off. The red makari looks back for a moment, before continuing to run. "It at least means we will not be fallen upon yet, but I fear we will be forced to fight them at some point."

<pre><OOC> Whirlpool says, "OKay. Since the shadows are fall behind now thanks to your various speeds..."
<OOC> Whirlpool says, "They're going to try to do something else."
<OOC> Whirlpool says, "WILL SAVES, EVERYONE!"
<OOC> Paenitia says, "My banner gives +3 to everyone if it's a fear effect I believe"
GAME: Ravenstongue rolls Will: (20)+12: 32 (CRITICAL SUCCESS)
GAME: Lyme rolls will: (16)+5: 21
GAME: Skielstregar rolls will: (14)+6: 20
GAME: Paenitia rolls will: (12)+4: 16
GAME: Vaera rolls will: (9)+4: 13
GAME: Dirk rolls Will: (1)+4: 5 (EPIC FAIL)
GAME: Zyla rolls will: (3)+7: 10</pre>

Zyla stops in her tracks and moans.

Dirk's breakneck pace coasts to a halt. His eyes go wide and staring, his face turns white as his beard. "Wha...?" Lulu flutters up off his shoulder, hoo-hoo'ing worriedly as her master drops to his knees. "But... how...?" His thunderbelcher drops from his grip and he lifts his hands, cowering away. "No! It wasn't me! I didn't do it! IT'S NOT MY FAULT!" he wails in a broken tone. He drops onto his rump, his tricorne tipping off his head as he curls his arms over his head. He rocks back and forth, heartbroken sobs wracking his burly frame. "It wasn't me, it wasn't me, it wasn't me," he whimpers.

Ramirez... stops.

He's not sure why. His mistress is no longer commanding him, by shifts in weight, words and coos.

She's lost in a dream, or rather, awakening from one. A heroic dream, of adventure, against great, oversized odds, full of joy and bringing mirth wherever she went.

To reality. To being trapped with her family where every day is the same as the last, and a little worse. Where things will never get better... just end. In despair. In death.

It felt so real! Except she has never escaped imprisonment. It is the Lord's dungeon, which holds her and her family. There is no escape, only punishment. Only the inevitable slog to the end.

Everything feels so wrong. "I am sorry Mama, I cannot pretend to laugh anymore."

Vaera's running stumbled for a moment, only to return at a much more frantic, panicked pace. And then, they stopped. Their thunderbelcher had been stowed away to move quicker, yet they reached to take their bow instead, already knocking an arrow to it.

"Perhaps you require another warning, savages." The red makari snarls at no one in particular. "This one will leave your skulls dripping from the tree branches, yet that will pale to what is in store for knife earred murderers."

The flies true at almost double head's height, and the hunter is already pulling a dagger out of their coat as they stalk closer towards the tree it lodged itself into. <draconic>

Lyme turns around, moving to guard Vaera.

<pre>GAME: Skielstregar casts Enlarge Person. Caster Level: 9 DC: 13</pre>

Skiel's feet continue pounding into the ground, further aided by Cor'lana's magical alacrity. Aha! Distance! We can make it! We can-

The shining makari suddenly falls face first into the ground, shining halberd clattering against a tree and skirting off into the underbrush. Dark ichor starts pouring out betwixt his scales as talons rip into the dirt.

"YeSsSsSsS!" he sibilantly hisses in victory, holding up a mound of earth. "FiNalLy! GiVe Me UnTo YoUr FlEs-"

The pooling ichor beside him shifts, then manifests the familiar halberd as it >CLANGS< against the side of his skull. Skiel tumbles back, rolling, then scrabbles to his feet. Eying the others stopping and groveling in various manners. "W-Wha- uh- oh- AaaaAAH! LISTEN HERE, DAMN YOU, I AM THE ONE WHO IS DRIVING THIS SSSWIFTCLAW!" he yells at himself, fist punching the side of his head as ichor surrounds his body. "BIG. NOW!"

He swells in size. Fourteen feet tall and over a ton of muscle.

<pre><OOC> Ravenstongue says, "Activating Blood Pact - Knowledge Surge. Damaging myself for 3 nonlethal damage to gain use of Widen Metamagic. I will cast Fireball with Widen Metamagic, which increases it to a 40 ft radius spread--going to try and grab 2 of the shadow creatures if I can. DC is 20."
<OOC> Ravenstongue says, "(also casting a 6th level spell to expend the slot.)"
GAME: Ravenstongue casts Disintegrate. Caster Level: 12 DC: 22
GAME: Ravenstongue rolls 10d6: (26): 26</pre>

There's a look that's an awful mixture of horror and absolute agony in Cor'lana's violet eyes as something takes hold of her, her hand reaching out, a scream ready to rip from her mouth--

But then the light returns to her eyes, the presence of mind there once again on the wind that's carrying her forward. And all of her friends and comrades that are now stopped in place. "The Tyrant couldn't make me kneel," she hisses, her violet-blue wings flapping in place as though to boldly declare who and what she is. "Neither will you. Pothy!"

The white raven on Cor'lana's shoulder blinks, but he seems to understand what she means as she raises a hand. He bites into her hand--hard enough to draw blood--and the sorceress presses her bloodied palm to the curuchuil on her chest. Both the mark and her eyes glow softly, and she lifts her hand away to see the wound close rapidly--the blood giving way to fire instead.

"Grandfather, watch me take flight like you," she whispers like a prayer--her voice full of hope as the flames gather in front of her, blazing higher than they ever have. Then she cries out as she thrusts her hands forward, releasing the fireball to chase away the shadows. <Sylvan>

The Feathered One's child will not falter.

<pre><OOC> Whirlpool says, "Everyone who failed last round may make a new will save."
GAME: Paenitia rolls will: (7)+4: 11
GAME: Vaera rolls will: (11)+4: 15
GAME: Dirk rolls Will: (20)+4: 24 (CRITICAL SUCCESS)
<OOC> Whirlpool says, "Dirk breaks free angrily! Vaera and Paen are still trapped."</pre>

Farland slumps forward. "There's nothing left, nothing left at all. It's all gone..."

The shadows descend, their forms distending, changing further. A winged figure, a terrible flying lizard with black claws and blacker eyes, burbling eldritch abomination of many eyes and mouths, a thing of darkness covered in some kind of barnacles, it's body burbling like water. The closer they get, the more 'real' they seem, like they're feeding on your fears.

A fear which is all consuming. Paenitia is imprisoned, there was no escape, no life of resistance, no tilting against the oppressor. She never escaped, never hatched a hippogryph and a cunning plan, never returned to rescue her family, never led them to liberation and success in a different land. The joy was never restored to their eyes. Her escapades as a free wheeling knight were naught.

Sister Paenitia Snapdragon does not exist. Prisoner Paenitia does, locked inside an adamantine maiden in a dungeon without light, without hope, without purpose. It would have been better if she had never been.

<pre>GAME: Skielstregar rolls athletics: (18)+17: 35
<OOC> Whirlpool says, "PAen, being disrupted like that gives you another will save."
GAME: Paenitia rolls will: (6)+4: 10
<OOC> Whirlpool says, "Nerp. Poor traumitized Paen!"
<OOC> Paenitia says, "I can always roll under"</pre>

Massive Skielstregar's slow beating heart is racing, things seemingly getting out of hand as the seconds tick by. He's got a good vantage, watching Rameriez slow as his Paladina and Farland succumb to the fears. Vaera, her actions playing on something they've spoken of in the past. Cor'lana's rebuttal with fire and sneer.

Magruim. That's what that winged lizard was right? Or least...

Dead eyes look down at the halberd. Life filled ones meet his. He whispers to the reflection, "What do I do?"

The reflection mouths back.

Surprise lances across his face before the weapon twirls itself back into its frog. Shaking his head off, both massive arms reach down. One picking Vaera up in his whole hand. The other wrapping around handsome Rameriez. "Warrior Rameriez! Keep them on you!" he instructs before he barrels through the woods with bounding steps.

'Ruaaaak!' Ramirez squawks as he is picked up. This does not happen. He is a great and heavy bird-horse. And a well trained one at that. He doesn't struggle, he tucks up his legs and raises his folded wings so they are rails for his back. His mistress and the gnome will be safe. His long tail-train bounces with the sith'makar's running gait.

<pre>GAME: Ravenstongue rolls Knowledge/Arcana: (10)+22: 32
<OOC> Ravenstongue says, "Ok. I'm going to attempt something since it seems like it's probably not immune..."
<OOC> Ravenstongue says, "Casting Hold Monster. DC is 25 (robes of arcane heritage)."
GAME: Ravenstongue casts Hold Monster. Caster Level: 12 DC: 23
<OOC> Ravenstongue says, "Going to keep moving otherwise. 80 ft of flying."
GAME: Whirlpool rolls 1d20+11: (20)+11: 31 (Shadows resist)
<OOC> Whirlpool says, "RT sees a vision of her grandpa just wagging a finger at her. DISAPPOINTING."
<OOC> Ravenstongue says, "GRANDPA I'LL DO BETTER NEXT TURN ;_;"</pre>

The flying sorceress curses quietly under her breath as the glow in her eyes and her curuchuil fade away, the gift of her ancestor's blood pact spent. "It's the curse on the Felwood! Because we damaged it, it's trying to get us! /Don't/ let it touch you!" Cor'lana bellows to the people below. "I'll try to hold it in place!"

The magic gathers in her hands again. It's a shimmering, ethereal thing that befits the one casting it--but as she releases it at the awful collective of illusion, it's clear that it has no effect.

"Gotta fall back," Cor'lana murmurs as she flies off, putting distance between herself and the shadows.

Lyme follows Skielstregar.

Zyla follows Lyme.

<pre><OOC> Whirlpool says, "Vaera, new will save. Since you got bodily hauled."
GAME: Vaera rolls will: (18)+4: 22
<OOC> Whirlpool says, "Skiel takes some damage. Roll damage, Vaera!"
<OOC> Whirlpool says, "Vaera breaks free, however, after the stabbin'."
<OOC> Skielstregar says, "dr 1/- !"
GAME: Vaera rolls 1d4+1: (1)+1: 2</pre>

Veara twists and writhes when she is pulled up and away by Skielstregar, and at one moment, jams the dagger they were holding into their arm, only to find it barely going through any scales.

That wasn't right. That was it, their muscles and strength had already wasted away, they were not back in the past. The red makari blinks, and drops their head. There wasn't anything they could say, or wished to say in that moment.

<pre><OOC> Whirlpool says, "DIRK DOES NOT GO GENTLY INTO THE NIGHT"
<OOC> Skielstregar says, "rt said to not let them touch you, everyone is running at present"
<OOC> Skielstregar says, "you crit saved out"
<OOC> Whirlpool says, "You saved, and are able to act."
<OOC> Ravenstongue says, "It's sort of one big collective."
<OOC> Dirk says, "All right, then. Full attack on the darkness."
GAME: Dirk rolls shoot: aliased to Ranged+1-2: (1)+12+1+-2: 12 (EPIC FAIL)
<OOC> Dirk says, "Bullshit."
<OOC> Dirk says, "I'll reroll that."
GAME: Dirk rolls shoot: aliased to Ranged+1-2: (16)+12+1+-2: 27
GAME: Dirk rolls shoot-5: aliased to Ranged+1-2-5: (4)+12+1+-2+-5: 10
GAME: Dirk rolls shoot: aliased to Ranged+1-2: (2)+12+1+-2: 13
GAME: Dirk rolls dmg: aliased to 1d12+4+1: (12)+4+1: 17
<OOC> Whirlpool says, "You shoot your missile into the darkness, of course."
[WhirlChan] Skielstregar is reminded of that video where someone says 'I magic missile the darkness!'</pre>

Dirk is lost in his vision of misery. Maybe he's given up. Maybe he's ready to let it all end, right here, right now. But then, Lulu flutters down to land on his shoulder. "Hoo? Hoo-oo!" she hoots, leaning in to nuzzle against his cheek. His sobs trail off into hiccups, and he blinks his eyes. He looks around to see his friends fleeing, and the curse of the Felwood closing in. Fire kindles in him, burning away the sorrow and restoring his courage. His heart may belong to the forest and the green growing things. But Reos forged his heart out of steel, and it is unbreakable. He picks up his thunderbelcher and rises, racking the slide with a snarl. "-No-. Not today, ye bastard shite. NOT TODAY!" He swings up his weapon and sights down the barrel. Hastened by Cor'lana's magic, he becomes a flurry of rapid-fire rage. CHK-BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! His bullets fly into the inky black, tearing into the curse's integrity. "COME GET SOME!" he roars.

Between the harm done and the ever increasing distance between the Felwood and itself, the cloud itself seems to dissipate as it chases towards you in your flight, losing integrity before wasting away in the rising light of the sun.

You've survived, with some fascinating knowledge about what's happening to magic and the Felwood itself.

... but Farland is definitely not going to be feeling well for a while.

... and some adventurers may never again.

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==OOC==

Whirlpool pages: You're alone. Suddenly, alone. Wait, weren't you always? It's like waking up from a dream itself. You had a dream of adventure, of being a knight, of being full of joy, but instead, you're in the dungeon, the same dungeons members of your family were in. You never left. You were alwayus here. It's all been a dream, a wonderful dream, but now it's over and there's only punishment to look to. It feels wrong -- you kmow it's wrong -- that dream of adventure was so *real*... buit you aren't quite sure what's real.

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Dwarf Fortress Part 3

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Cryosanthia: Created page with "<div style="padding:5px; background-color:#e7eaea;"> == Log Info == *Title: Dwarf Fortress Part 3 *Emitter: Subduction *Characters: Khepri, Schara, Yaretzi, Jay, Sable, Crik *Place: Subduction's Trench *Time: Sunday, November 20, 2022, 1:00 PM *Summary: The adventurers find themselves locked in combat - amidst the dwarven ruins they have been tasked with clearing. They have encountered a group of Troglodytes squatting in the Khazadi edifice. With no recourse but to fight..."

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== Log Info ==
*Title: Dwarf Fortress Part 3
*Emitter: Subduction
*Characters: Khepri, Schara, Yaretzi, Jay, Sable, Crik
*Place: Subduction's Trench
*Time: Sunday, November 20, 2022, 1:00 PM
*Summary: The adventurers find themselves locked in combat - amidst the dwarven ruins they have been tasked with clearing. They have encountered a group of Troglodytes squatting in the Khazadi edifice. With no recourse but to fight - they clash in the smoky confines of the ruins' central chamber. The battle continues, fighting in the smoke and stinking cloud. Only the pair of egalrin are able to function, the others frequently missing from the obscuring. All struggle, even the troglodytes, but they fall and the last to do so is their warpriest, cursing as he goes down. They take a moment to secure the room. </div>

Our party of adventurers find themselves locked in combat- amidst the dwarven ruins they have been tasked with clearing for the archaeological team behind, they have encountered a group of Troglodytes squatting in the Khazadi edifice. Met immediately with hostility, the group have found themselves with no recourse but to fight- and so steel clashes in the smoky confines of the ruins' central chamber.

<pre><OOC> Khepri says, "Khepri heals 2 HP thanks to judgement (healing)."
<OOC> Khepri says, "He will take a 5' step to dispose of troglodyte 3. Pinging location."
GAME: Khepri rolls weapon6: (1)+7: 8 (EPIC FAIL)
<OOC> Khepri says, "..."
<OOC> Subduction says, "Off to a good start."</pre>

The melee is confusing, but not insurmountable. Indeed, the smoke impedes the troglodytes as much as the heroes. Khepri stalks through the stink and the cloud, unfazed by one and mostly undeterred by the other. Its khopesh rises, as a soft grey light shines from its frame, the damage starting to knit back together spontaneously as the golem swings -- at nothing, evidently fooled by a heavy whorl of smoke. "Unfortunate."

<pre><OOC> Subduction says, "Yar, I believe you were raging."
GAME: Yaretzi RAGES!, gaining +2 to melee attack/damage/Will saves and 6 temporary HP
<OOC> Yaretzi says, "I was! I will continue my assault on 3? So, Accurate Stance +1, Power Attack -1, +2 Flanking with Jhor!"
GAME: Yaretzi rolls weapon1+1-1+2: (2)+9+1+-1+2: 13
GAME: Yaretzi rolls 1d100: (53): 53 (under 20 is miss - Hit)
GAME: Yaretzi rolls damage1+3: aliased to 2d4+6+3: (4)+6+3: 13</pre>

With the assist from Jhor, Yaretzi is able to finally pin her foe in combat. The smoke makes it hard to see, but when a giant insect is holding your prey, it makes it a whole lot easier! She scores a heavy blow with a swipe of her giant cleaver-like blade, putting an end to one of the threats. Once that's done, she takes stumbling step to try an place herself in the way of the foes that still remain.

<pre><OOC> Subduction says, "You're just outside of the smoke, and no longer nauseated. What will you do?"
<OOC> Jay says, "move up on the troglodyte and attack"
<OOC> Jay says, "okay so +2 for flanking, -2 for sickened, no other bonuses?"
GAME: Jay rolls weapon2+2-2: (12)+8+2+-2: 20
<OOC> Subduction says, "Beats his AC. Roll 1d100"
<OOC> Jay says, "mist sight, do I need to do that?"
GAME: Jay rolls 1d100: (1): 1
<OOC> Subduction says, "Oh, right, you can see normally adjacent, concealment at 10' and total concealment beyond that"
GAME: Jay rolls damage2+3d6: aliased to 1d6+1+3d6: (3)+1+(5): 9
<OOC> Subduction says, "Alrighty, you hurt him. Go ahead and pose it."</pre>

The bluejay is doubled over, dry heaving and supporting himself against the opposite wall. The worst of the nausea has passed; his allies are still in trouble. Panting heavily he tightens his grip on his estock and dives back into the smoke.

A pillar looms hazily in front of him and he swoops around it. On the other side, there is the troglodyte from before. He thrusts, his thin mithril blade strikes between two scales and stabs into his side, drawing blood, but not going deep.

<pre><OOC> Subduction says, "Berserker is going to full attack, two claws for Jay and a bite for Yar."
GAME: Subduction rolls 8: (16)+8: 24
GAME: Subduction rolls 8: (2)+8: 10
GAME: Subduction rolls 11d100: (634): 634
<OOC> Subduction says, "Whooops"
GAME: Subduction rolls 1d100: (50): 50
<OOC> Subduction says, "One claw hits Jay, other wiffs."
GAME: Subduction rolls 1d6+5: (4)+5: 9
GAME: Subduction damaged you for 9 points. 33 HP remaining.
GAME: Subduction rolls 8: (9)+8: 17
GAME: Subduction rolls 1d100: (4): 4
<OOC> Subduction says, "And wiffs Yar"</pre>

The Berserker roars in anger as he suddenly finds Yar and Jay emerging from the mist either side of him. He rears back with two wickedly clawed hands and lashes out for Jay in retaliation for the stab he just received from the mist. Hearing Yar's footsteps behind, he spins on a heel and snaps at her with jagged, yellowed teeth, but his jaw snaps noisily on nothing but smoke.

<pre><OOC> Sable says, "k can I fire at the red guy?"
<OOC> Subduction says, "You can, you'll have a 50/50 miss chance because of the smoke."
<OOC> Subduction says, "You can still shoot without, it'll be at -4 but you're close enough that it'll be against his Touch AC"
<OOC> Subduction says, "Melee will be against full AC, with 20% miss chance."
<OOC> Subduction says, "Ranged would be at -4 vs Touch AC with 50% miss chance."
GAME: Sable rolls 1-4: (17)+1+-4: 14
GAME: Sable rolls 1d100: (22): 22, "That hits his AC, +roll 1d100 you want to hit or beat a 50" (Miss)
<OOC> Subduction says, "Misses I'm afraid :( Jor will eat? He's still in melee range of another baddie."
GAME: Sable rolls 1d20+2: (11)+2: 13
GAME: Sable rolls 1d20+2: (11)+2: 13<OOC> Sable says, "can I offer combat advice as well this round or no?"
<OOC> Khepri helps. https://www.d20pfsrd.com/feats/general-feats/combat-advice/
<OOC> Subduction says, "It's a move action, so you can since you haven't moved. But what action is reloading your gun?"
<OOC> Schara says, "dragonspitter is a standard, thunderbelcher is a full round, before feats"
<OOC> Subduction nods, "I think you need Firearm Mastery to get it down to a free."
<OOC> Subduction says, "So, it's a standard action. You can give combat advice and shoot, you'll have to reload next round."
<OOC> Subduction says, "You pick 1 ally and 1 enemy, and that ally will gain +2 vs that enemy."</pre>

Sable orders Jhor back after seeing his attack miss and she frowns feeling the link between them "come back!" she says to her bug, "Now!"

<pre><OOC> Subduction says, "Alright, I'll work on Warpriest's turn in the mean time."
<OOC> Subduction says, "He will Channel Negative Energy, everyone but Crik- Will save."
GAME: Yaretzi rolls will: (19)+5: 24
GAME: Sable rolls will+2: (13)+1+2: 16
GAME: Sable rolls 2: (7)+2: 9 (Jhor Will Save)
GAME: Crik rolls will: (10)+2: 12
GAME: Jay rolls will: (3)+5: 8
GAME: Khepri rolls Will: (1)+7: 8 (EPIC FAIL)
GAME: Subduction rolls 4: (18)+4: 22 (Trog Beserk Will Save)
GAME: Subduction rolls 0: (1)+0: 1 (EPIC FAIL) (Trog 1 Will save)
GAME: Subduction rolls 2d6: (8): 8
GAME: Subduction damaged you for 8 points. 25 HP remaining.</pre>

The troglodyte who so far has been hanging back, watching from the edge of the smoke lets out a frustrated growl- unable to see any of the adventurers, he resorts to a... less subtle approach. He hefts a symbol, made of tarnished brass, into the air and issues a guttural prayer in Draconic. A wave of cloying cold springs forth from the symbol, washing over the room- affecting friend and foe alike, sapping the strength from their veins and the warmth from their skin as their very life-force is eroded by the negative energy.

<pre><OOC> Crik says, "Also, just going to hit him with non-lethal attack - again - for great justice."
GAME: Crik rolls weapon1-4: (18)+3+-4: 17
GAME: Crik rolls damage1: aliased to 1d4+1: (4)+1: 5</pre>

Crik was watching through the smoke shadows moving and fighting - but more importantly, he just had a massive splitting headache. "CAW-" He lets out in a loud, shrill cry of death. Or at least a cry fit for an omen of such.

And as he does that, he swings the dull end of his dagger at his friend troglodyte with a resounding crack, who remains standing. Thick skulls don't listen to impending doom.

"Oh, goodness, that stench is horrible." The artificer gags, trying their best not to lose their stomach. Adding some way for their armor to deal with vomiting would need to be a priority in the future. Stumbling through the fog and stepping on a trap to get someone else killed wasn't high on their list of things they wanted to do, but the sounds going on, they would have no choice but to enter soon enough.

<pre>GAME: Subduction rolls 1d2: (1): 1, "He attacks Crik"
GAME: Subduction rolls 2: (7)+2: 9</pre>

The Troglodyte locked in not-so-deadly combat, consisting mostly of getting bonked with the hilt of a dagger, getting angry, and swinging at the smoke with his club, hacks up a gout of blood as the wave of negative energy washes over him. Something which is taken advantage ov by Crik to deliver one more bash to the noggin. He growls, enraged, blinking slowly as he tries to figure out which Crik is the real one. He swings. Chooses incorrectly, and then falls over in a heap on the ground.

<pre><OOC> Khepri says, "OK, so Khepri heals 2 HP from fast healing."
<OOC> Khepri says, "He will cast Cure Light Wounds on Jhor, and then move to threaten the warpriest."
GAME: Khepri casts Cure Light Wounds. Caster Level: 4 DC: 14
GAME: Khepri rolls 1d8+4: (7)+4: 11</pre>

Khepri staggers as the wave of negative energy washes over it, its frame corroding and rusting... but then the grey light brightens around it once again and the damage begins to self repair, startlingly quickly. "Beast, your burdens are not to be laid down just yet," it intones, and it reaches out with a hand to touch the cracked, battered chitin of Jhor's shell. A similar light glows, mending the mantis's wounds, and then the inquisitor is moving again.

Out of the smoke it seems to come, the khopesh glowing dimly in its fist as it stalks towards the troglodyte warpriest. "There is no escape," it rumbles.

<pre><OOC> Yaretzi nods! I will do the same song and dance. Accurate stance +1, Power Attack -1, and +2 flank on the Red-Trog.
GAME: Yaretzi rolls weapon1+2+1-1: (6)+9+2+1+-1: 17
GAME: Yaretzi rolls 1d100: (83): 83
GAME: Yaretzi rolls damage1+3: aliased to 2d4+6+3: (7)+6+3: 16
<OOC> Subduction says, "A mighty hit, he's badly hurt. Go ahead and pose it."</pre>

Yaretzi isn't shocked at that 'wave' of magic and stench as some of the others. She feels it, but not as keenly as most the party. It's a good thing. For it? She snarls, her weapon brought over her head and then promptly brought down with a twist and arching swing that uses hips and legs to guide her strike. "They are not NICE!" she hollers, her cleaver weapon scoring and goring her foe. A gash left torn into its chest and armors as the Barbarian seems to not hold back.

<pre>GAME: Jay rolls weapon2+2-2: (8)+8+2+-2: 16</pre>

Jay staggers, the draining sensation weakening his stance. He's felt it before, too often. He CAWS! Because he heard Crik do so, and adds to the impulse.

Raising his estoc, Integrity thursts! This time his point is off. The thin blade slides along unyielding scales. No effect.

<pre><OOC> Subduction says, "Berserker's turn. He's going to turn and full attack Yar, With power attack."
GAME: Subduction rolls 7: (11)+7: 18
GAME: Subduction rolls 7: (6)+7: 13
GAME: Subduction rolls 7: (7)+7: 14
GAME: Subduction rolls 1d100: (100): 100
GAME: Subduction rolls 1d6+7: (5)+7: 12</pre>

The Berserker staggers back, dropping almost to a knee after the strike from Yar. Winded and wounded, but not quite out of the fight he grits his teeth- ducking to the side to avoid a blow from Jay as he stands again, and launches at Yar- jaws gnashing and claws swiping. Most fail to find their mark, but one claw does find her, tearing four parralel rents in her flesh from clavicle to opposing armpit.

<pre><OOC> Subduction says, "Sable, you're up again. Jhor is back to full health. You're not feeling too hot, yourself, though."
<OOC> Sable says, "i am going to call jhor into the corner under me. and fire on the beserker"
<OOC> Khepri says, "You have to spend a standard to reload, unless you have feats to speed it up."
<OOC> Sable says, "i will switch to my bow?"
<OOC> Subduction says, "You can drop your gun and draw your bow as a move, then fire it as a standard, yes."
[SubChan] Khepri says, "Targets have concealment (50 percent miss chance) unless you're adjacent, then it's 20 percent."
[SubChan] Schara says, "I'm asking in case egalrin sight would come into effect"
[SubChan] Khepri says, "The egalrin actually do not have that problem."
[SubChan] Subduction says, "It does. Elgarin can see fine adjacent, 20%% at 10' and 50%% beyond that"</pre>

Sable crumples under the magic that leaches the life out of her, she gags a little swaying a little uneasily she drops her gun and draws her crossbow

<pre><OOC> Sable says, "and I would like to use the Aid Allies +3 against bezurker"
<OOC> Subduction says, "Putting your gun away in its holster is a move action, so you won't be able to fire your bow this round unless you drop it."
<OOC> Subduction says, "Since that will be both of your move actions."
<OOC> Sable says, "alright i guess i drop it then didnt want to but will"
<OOC> Sable says, "ok lets drop the gun and draw the bow. Aid allies on the bezurker"
<OOC> Subduction says, "Aid Aother in combat is an attack roll vs AC 10."
<OOC> Subduction says, "And it applies to only a single ally, not all allies."
<OOC> Subduction says, "Your cavalier ability increases the bonus to +3 rather than +2."
<OOC> Sable says, "right aiding Jay"
<OOC> Subduction says, "Great, just make an attack roll with your crossbow vs AC 10"
<OOC> Subduction says, "technically it says you can only do it with melee weapons, but I don't see why buzzing someone with a bolt can';t count as a distraction so I'll allow it"
GAME: Sable rolls 3: (6)+3: 9 (vs AC10 - Miss)
<OOC> Khepri says, "I'd house rule so that you can only aid-another with a ranged attack within 30'. That brings it into line with other abilities."</pre>

Sable tries to aid her friends, shes not feeling all to well as she staggers a little dropping her gun.. she pulls her bow and fires at the trog. Wavering feet dose not make for a steady aim and her bolt misses. Jhor moves to support her

<pre><OOC> Subduction says, "Warpriest has Khepri up in his grill. He decides to smake Khepri with his heavy flail."
<OOC> Subduction says, "He cast BUll's Strength on himself last session so..."
GAME: Subduction rolls 9: (1)+9: 10 (EPIC FAIL)</pre>

The Warpriest balks as Khepri emerges from the smoke quite unexpectedly- he hadn't seen the war golem yet, obscured by the smoke. And coming face to face with an automaton is clearly not what the Troglodyte expected. He lets go of his unholy symbol, and hefts his flail in both hangs swinging it for Khepri. But one of its three heads catches on the tile as he lifts it, and it throws his aim entirely- so much so that he almost overbalances with the weight of his missed swing.

<pre><OOC> Subduction says, "You have concealment, so you could attempt to re-establish stealth while moving."
<OOC> Subduction says, "If you wanted to try and get a sneak attack on one of the two remaining baddies."
<OOC> Crik says, "Can I stealth up next to him and stealth attack with the dull end of life?"
GAME: Crik rolls stealth: (15)+10: 25
GAME: Subduction rolls 0: (3)+0: 3
GAME: Crik rolls weapon1-4: (14)+3+-4: 13 (-4 Non Lethal)
<OOC> Subduction says, "Wiffs."
<OOC> Schara says, "take out the titan grip as part of the move"</pre>

Crik looks at his companion that just fell to the ground. He looks back up into the smoke - then back down at the troglodyte that just tried to swing at his imaginary brethren. Peering back, he then quietly makes his way over the berserker, with all the vile intentions. And nobody every notices the swing of a blade until it misses. Probably especially when it misses.

Schara finally manages to steady themselves to the point they aren't at risk of throwing up from the stench, and they're able to peer into the thick fog of the room. Finding an idea of where the threats where, they pick their way carefully through the center of the room until they're face to face with one of the troglodytes. The underside of their right gauntlet flips out and turns in on itself, turning into a giant pair of plier like grips. "There's a pattern, isn't there? The traps are close to the doors, be careful, even if no one has found any there yet!" She shouts through the fog, before their attention is taken fully by the rather hostile foe.

<pre>GAME: Khepri rolls weapon6: (18)+7: 25
GAME: Khepri rolls 1d8+4: (8)+4: 12</pre>

Khepri is completely unimpressed with the priest's wild swing, leaning aside so the flail goes past. "Surrender. You cannot win." The khopesh comes up like an axe, and then swings downward, humming as it bites into the troglodyte's flesh, drawing a deep wound and a splatter of blood. The golem shakes its blade free, spattering droplets on the floor as its yellow eyes glare at the priest. "Submit."

<pre>GAME: Yaretzi rolls weapon1+1-1+2: (10)+9+1+-1+2: 21
GAME: Yaretzi rolls 1d100: (100): 100
GAME: Yaretzi rolls damage1+3: aliased to 2d4+6+3: (8)+6+3: 17
GAME: Yaretzi rolls perception: (6)+8: 14
GAME: Subduction rolls 6: (18)+6: 24
GAME: Subduction rolls 2d6+4: (8)+4: 12
<OOC> Subduction says, "You step on a pressure plate. A spear springs out of the ground, skewering you through the thigh."</pre>

Yaretzi is not having a good day. She's already been clipped and clawed, her arms always feeling the bite of her foes. At least mithral protects the trunk of her body beneath. After that heavy wound she recieves, she deals a more deadly blow to her foe, finishing the troglodyte before her with a sweep of blade and flare of nostril. It's a mess she leaves, turning to storm towards the last foe. That was her folly, triggering a trap that springs up through her thigh, her yelp coming as she witnesses that device snap out, wound her, and then tear back through her leg. "Yar /HATES/ Troglodytes! No talking, funny smelling jerks!" her words the only thing keeping her from crying out and hissing in pain. Have to channel that hurt somewhere. Good thing she's raged.

<pre><OOC> Jay says, "okay, move over to the priest and attack"
GAME: Jay rolls weapon2-2: (1)+8+-2: 7 (EPIC FAIL)
<OOC> Subduction says, "He can, but he'll have to attempt an Acrobatics check for the last 5' or he'll provoke an AoO"</pre>

After a flurry of attacks, other peoples' attacks, the berserk troglodyte falls. Jay leaps to the attack, moving to surround the warpriest that is pressed in the corner, flicking his estoc towards the trog. At the last moment he catches a talon on a flagstone, and stumbles. He even misses the ground.

<pre><OOC> Sable says, "can Jhorm move to the small corner NE of priest?"
[SubChan] Yaretzi says, "What a crazy little fight. XD"
[SubChan] Subduction says, "The smoke definitely made it/// interesting"
<OOC> Subduction says, "You can get clear of the smoke if you want, If you move 30' due east"
<OOC> Subduction says, "You'll be out of the smoke, and he's jsut outside of it too."
GAME: Sable rolls 3: (20)+3: 23 (THREAT)
GAME: Sable rolls 3: (18)+3: 21 (Confirmed)Sable rolls damage3+damage3: aliased to 1d8+0+1d8+0: (2)+0+(1)+0: 3</pre>

Sable moves and the knight of peace calls out "Back down"! she says as her arrows strike one after another at his body. One of her arrows sticks out of an arm but its a surface prik

<pre><OOC> Subduction says, "Warpriest is gonna swing for Khepri again."
GAME: Subduction rolls 9: (17)+9: 26
GAME: Subduction rolls 1d100: (85): 85 (> 20% - success)
GAME: Subduction rolls 1d10+6: (10)+6: 16</pre>

"Futillee is it?" The Warpriest hisses in Khepri's face, looking left and right as he's surrounded. And in the common tongue, no less. So they DO speak it, or at least this one. Even if they've chosen not to until now. "We ssshall ssee." it hisses and brings the flail up- the three stolen Khazad heads come crashing down around Khepri's head and shoulders, flanged and spiked heads crushing and puncturing metal as the Troglodyte lands a thundering blow.

<pre><OOC> Crik says, "Oh, can I still (nonlethally) attack?"
<OOC> Subduction says, "If you drop your dagger to do it, you can shoot this round as well."
<OOC> Subduction says, "If you stow your dagger, that'll be your turn."
<OOC> Crik says, "I'll stow my dagger."</pre>

Crik looks around the smoke, seeing everybody else heading out. He quietly puts his dagger away and grabs his crossbow, also moving outside the smoke to get into good firing position. His tail bobs up and down as he moves in the smoke.

<pre>GAME: Schara activates her Titan Armor, gaining: +4 Str
GAME: Schara rolls 1d20+4-5: (13)+4+-5: 12 (-5 Non Lethal and Sickened)
<OOC> Subduction says, "Why -5?"</pre>

"Just give up already, no one else needs to get hurt!" Schara shouts at the troglodyte, realizing it is capable of talking back. The lunge with their arm as the armor steams from the joints, but the large grip snaps shut just shy of the troglodyte's neck.

<pre><OOC> Khepri says, "Khepri regenerates 2 HP..."
GAME: Khepri rolls weapon6+2: (1)+7+2: 10 (EPIC FAIL)
[SubChan] Subduction says, "This is getting kinda ridiculous."</pre>

Khepri actually staggers to one knee, the blow cracking one of the lenses in its plague-doctor faceplate and denting the side of its head. Then... the crack simply mends, the dent popping back out, though the Executor is still a bit dazed from the impact. "If that was your best," it intones, "I would have left half of them at home." Suddenly, Khepri shifts left, jabbing with its khopesh -- not connecting, but it causes the priest to step just -wrong-... just in time for Yaretzi to swing.

<pre><OOC> Yaretzi nods. "Yar smash. Accurate Stance, and Power Attack -1"
GAME: Yaretzi rolls weapon1+2-1+1: (19)+9+2+-1+1: 30 (THREAT)
GAME: Yaretzi rolls weapon1+2-1+1: (9)+9+2+-1+1: 20 (Confirmed)
GAME: Yaretzi rolls 2d8+6+3: (10)+6+3: 19
GAME: Yaretzi rolls 4d4+6+3: (13)+6+3: 22, "So he takes... 31, I think?"
<OOC> Yaretzi says, "13+12+6=31 Yes."</pre>

Yaretzi growls, her irritation focused on the one that's left. Everyone trying to be nice about it something she now ignores. She just looms over her foe, a shift of foot coming with a twist of body and sweep of blade. It's quick, it's ruthless, and it is done without further noise. Just a huff and grunt as the Troglodyte crumples after the blow. At least that's over.

It's what's next that has Yaretzi already swooning on her feet. It's not a happy kind either, her wobbling the result of letting go of her rage, and with it a flood of pain, and clarity soon follow. "Yar still hates this place." her exhausted voice ringing a bit childishly.

Sable watches the warpriest go down and she falls against her murderbug. Tired and hurt the Knight tries to regather herself a moment. "How long will the fog last? I dropped my gun"

<pre><OOC> Subduction also notes, "I have an hour left. We could work towards wrapping up shortly-"
<OOC> Subduction also notes, "I figure the party probably wants to take a long rest either here or retreating to the camp maybe?"
<OOC> Khepri says, "Well, I could spend my level 2 slot on a CLW as well. Dole one out to Crik, Sable, and Yaretzi."
<OOC> Khepri votes for 'mark traps and then retreat to camp'.
<OOC> Crik approves of this plan.
<OOC> Yaretzi has potions, but would suggest a long rest. XD
<OOC> Khepri says, "Khepri's gonna need to buy some pots, I think."
<OOC> Crik needs more bombs.
<OOC> Subduction says, "Roll your spells for now, incase anyone takes damage while marking the traps."
GAME: Khepri rolls 1d8+4: (3)+4: 7, "Crik gets..."
<OOC> Sable says, "we can rest in the secrete hall"
GAME: Khepri rolls 1d8+4: (6)+4: 10, "Sable gets..."
GAME: Khepri rolls 1d8+4: (2)+4: 6, "Yaretzi gets..."
<OOC> Schara says, "a long rest sounds good"
<OOC> Jay says, "there's a dwarf ale and food tent 200' away,"
<OOC> Jay says, "if we're going to take a long rest Jay will take it in the mining camp"</pre>

The smoke takes some time to clear- it's thick and oily, and leaves a faint greasy residue on hair and clothes that were exposed to it. But it does eventually clear from the air, showing the extent of the fight. Blood and bile stains the flagstones, but the day is won. The troglodytes, bar one, lay dead or dieing. One of them is merely unconscious, still breathing.

The room to the north appears to be some kind of grand dining hall- statues flank the walls, and stone tables arrayed around the room, as wlel as the remnants of broken chairs. Somewhat defiled by its former Troglodytes tenants, with discarded remnants of meals and effluence piled in one corner near the throne. A throne upon which still sits the skeletal remains of a Khazad from times long past.

Hanging from the neck of the Troglodyte berserker is what at first appears to be a large pendant. But closer examination reveals that the rune engraved upon its surface matches those of the segmented dais in the center of the room- a dais which has a large circular recess at its center.

Khepri dispenses what magical healing it can still muster, the golem showing signs of wear and tear itself. It eyes the unconscious troglodyte balefully, before looking to Crik. "Make sure that is restrained," it states flatly, before regarding the room with a careful eye.

The archaeologists outside asked the group not to disturb any remains. The skeleton could be moved, if someone wanted. Khepri would advise against messing with the skeleton. If the -troglodytes- weren't messing with it (much)....

The bluejay has taken a moment to drink some water, wait for his stomach to settle, and clean off his armour. His thin sword, unfortunately, doesn't need much cleaning. He was far more successful in missing his strikes.

Egalrin eyes have spotted the match between pendant and dais. "Those go together, allegedly." He's also noticed the new rattles and loose panels on Khepri. His head tilts, "Do you need artifice tools to recover, or you repair in another fashion?"

A look at another, Crik, "You feeling up to looking for more traps?"

Crik looks as the last troglodyte gets demolished. A moment later he opens his beak and let's out a quiet set of 'caw-caw's.

The hand crossbow disappears under his robe and he tilts his head towards Khepri. The corvid egalrin bobs his head down a moment, then back up. "The artificer is correct, the doors are heralds of death traps." And yet again, he opens up his beak for a moment, before he fetches out his spidersilk rope.

Jay's question makes him tilt his head sideways - still holding his beak open - and slowly blink dark eyes at Jay. "After the restriction." He holds up his rope and gestures at the troglodyte.

"You did not need to kill them, or, perhaps I am just telling myself that." The artificer sighs as the last body is unceremoniously cut down, and they flick a switch to cease the steaming from their armor joints that shrink down to normal size. "It had to be done before they killed any of us, and I was hesitating. Still, I don't know if we should be finding more traps right now. Everyone is hurt pretty bad except for me, and we should still bury the bodies outside and see to the concious ones."

"Work is work, but this is suck." Yar still grumbles as the healing from Khepri does something to her wounds. What? It's hard to tell. A nod given when the war golem is done.

Yar's eyes are glancing about the room as she carefully moves from her spot, sliding back into the safety of another bit of floor. She's a bit slow, time taken to clean her blade and return it to the leather frog. "They not be wanting to waggle tongue. Not big talkers." seeing as they never replied to her.

"Doors, and death traps. Fitting words for this place." Yar muses to Jay's observation and banter. She lets them handle the prisoner.

Sable goes to get her gun and reloads it, she frowns looking to the device before she looks over to Kepri. "I would like to give last rites to my kin if its allowed at somepoint"

Khepri turns its head to regard Sable, and looks thoughtful. "The archaeologists did ask for none of the remains to be disturbed. However... allow me to inspect the bones first. I wish to ascertain if they will rise if touched. That would be inconvenient." A pause. "If not, we will speak the words, and then we will request the archaeologists come directly here. It is unseemly for any to be left in such a manner overlong."

The bones do not appear animated, and closer inspection seems to reveal that something has in fact disturbed the skeleton at some point. Its neck vertebrae have been roughly treated, and its skull is removed from the body and fallen into its lap as a result. Its ancient robes are barely more than wispy scraps, they look so fragile they might crumble at the lightest touch. But the dull greenish grey metal of its crown looks as though it could have been forged just yesterday.

Integrity is carefully stalking about the room, one step, hesitate, another step. Ostensibly he's looking for more traps, but it functions as a thoughtful pacing. "The proper ceremonies would take time, for a king, or whatever those remains are. They look important, allegedly. We wouldn't want to rush the ceremony, or bring in the archeologists when it isn't safe."

"I think we should check the other rooms, then when the area is secure, get to them." He clacks his beak, "I guess, my biggest concern is the throne will collapse or move if we put the pendant and pedestal together." Jay glances at the damaged skeleton and the troglodyte with the prize. "Well, collapse more."

Resting is the first thing on Yar's mind, letting the others investigate and go about the decision making. "Just point Yar to foe when it is found. The planning, and decisions are best left to others." a grin forming on the woman's features. "Yar's decisions tend to make more trouble for others." this seeming to be a statement of pride.

Khepri cautiously circles the throne, studying it, before stopping. "Integrity is correct," the golem intones. "We do not know this dwarf's name, or ancestry. Worse, we do need to secure the rest of the area." It pauses, then kneels down in front of the bones.

With startling gentleness, the Executor bows until the tip of its beak is an inch from the ground. "Do not fear, honored dead. You will not be left behind. You will not be forgotten. We are here. Your kin is here. Soon, you will be borne home, to slumber in peace. The Grey Harpist knows you, and loves you, as she does all things. Only wait a short time, I ask of you."

Once its voice subsides, the Executor rises, creaking a bit. "Let us continue, make sure the side rooms are cleared."

Crik in the meanwhile, busies himself in tying up the troglodyte with the rope. His wings flap and he lets out unbecoming caws as he moves the large body around - but eventually he gets back up to his feet and his half-hunched pose.

"No need to find more corpses tonight, when the morning dew will rise the dead regardless." The corvid egalrin says, before he moves to help Jay to actually find the traps around the room.

<pre><OOC> Jay says, "I'm fine with fast forwarding if it could get us to another potential conflict. Like if it's a few perception, Disable device and sneak rolls to do it safely, I think that works."
<OOC> Crik 's fine with either!
<OOC> Yaretzi is okay with either. :)
<OOC> Subduction says, "Alright, well give me perception checks Crik and Jay."
GAME: Jay rolls perception+2: (13)+15+2: 30
GAME: Crik rolls perception: (18)+11: 29</pre>

A though examination of the immediate surroundings reveals not one but two more pressure plates- the first of them immediately after the door headed east, the second further down the corridor into which Jay earlier fled the smoke and stench for the sake of their stomach. Both traps are readily found and marked with chalk, although getting around them will require some athleticism or careful tiptoeing given the narrow confines in which they are installed.

Another secret door is discovered, mirroring the one by which they entered the central chamber- this too leads back towards the muster points on either side of the main entrance, the ones with the murder holes the Troglodytes used to assault them with javelins when first they entered.

"Right! Rain in the morning wakes up the dead." Jay repeats mindlessly, reciting an idiom of sorts, then adding, "Allegedly."

He straddles the most recently marked trap, "Don't step here. Here. Or There, or there."

After the second secret passage, the bluejay egalrin concludes, "It seems symmetrical so far. Very dwarven." He taps thoughtfully away at his beak. "Where to next..."

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==OOC & Combatty==

''Map''
<br><OOC> Subduction says, "In the mean time, I have this: http://143.47.248.14:30000/game"
<br><OOC> Subduction says, "Pick an unoccupied Player and then select your character from the prompt."
<br><OOC> Subduction says, "No passwords needed, just leave it blank."
<br><OOC> Subduction says, "I'll handle moving tokens and such around, so don't worry about that- it'll work just like Mipui. But you should be able to see your character's perspective and LoS"
<br><OOC> Subduction says, "Leave the password blank, just select player 5 as the username"
<br><OOC> Subduction says, "And the resolution error is just a warning, you should be able to dismiss it. You won't need to interact with the UI, I'll be handling movement and such"

<pre> ===================== Current Initiative Order - Round 3 =====================
---Init--Name------------AOO-Notes--------------------------------------------
>> 22 Khepri 1 <<
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13 Yaretzi 1 Raging (2 rnds active)
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11 Troglodyte 3 1
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10 Jay 1
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10 Troglodyte Bers 1
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9 Sable 1
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8 Troglodyte Warp 1
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7 Crik 1
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6 Schara 1
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1 Troglodyte 1 1
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| Name | CHP (T) | HP |
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| Crik..........| 8 | 16 |
| Jay...........| 25 | 42 |
| Khepri........| 26 | 37 |
| Sable.........| 9 | 23 |
| (C) Jhor......| 13 | 13 |
| Schara........| 16 | 16 |
| Yaretzi.......| 24 | 39 |
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===================== Current Initiative Order - Round 4 =====================
---Init--Name------------AOO-Notes--------------------------------------------
22 Khepri 1
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13 Yaretzi 1 Raging (4 rnds active); Raging (3 rnds
active)
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10 Jay 1
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10 Troglodyte Bers 1
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9 Sable 1
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>> 8 Troglodyte Warp 1 <<
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7 Crik 1
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6 Schara 1
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| Name | CHP (T) | HP |
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| Crik..........| 8 | 16 |
| Jay...........| 25 | 42 |
| Khepri........| 14 | 37 |
| Sable.........| 9 | 23 |
| (C) Jhor......| 13 | 13 |
| Schara........| 16 | 16 |
| Yaretzi.......| 12 | 39 |
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~</pre>

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Cryosanthia:

Nest Egg Inn, the

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Cryosanthia: Minor formatting fixes

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== Log Info ==
*Title: the Nest Egg Inn
*Emitter: Cryosanthia
*Characters: Braelnoir, Jinks, Lauriel, Munch, Seyardu, Sjach
*Place: Scalehaven (maybe Ashenvale)
*Time: Monday, November 14, 2022, 8:55 PM EST
*Summary: The strange threesome wait in their vardo-wagon for the arrival of their contracted advisors. Yolo and Retzi (and Yaree to a lesser extent) are looking for additional insight in the rebuilding of a small town lost to the undead scourge's advance through Alexandria. An unlikely assortment of a half-dozen sometimes-mercenaries answer the call and discuss the necessities for the foundation of a fresh township. Roles and titles are offered for any takers and plans are set into motion.</div>

<pre>-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Appearing -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Braelnoir 5'11" 146 Lb Human Female A tall, pale Acanian woman, branded in silver.
Jinks 3'4" 39 Lb Gnome Male A gnomish fellow in fancy garb and jewelry.
Lauriel 4'11" 114 Lb Dawn Elf Female Stout elf wearing a tree.
Munch 6'5" 225 Lb War Golem Male Dreadlocked golem with metal scales.
Seyardu 5'6" 150 Lb Sith-Makar Female A friendly silver sith-makar with a perpetual squint.
Sjach Sith-Makar Male
-=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=

-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= As the GMs =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Cryosanthia 6'9" 291 Lb Sith-Makar Female A dashingly tall, elegant white-scaled lizard woman.
-=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=</pre>

The Town of Ashenvale.

It would be hard for a town to be more ruined. Evacuated, overrun by wights, expunged of wights, burned to a cinder and covered in ash, stripped of magic then dropped in a sinkhole of seismic activity as magic returned, all it lacks is a convenient marsh to fall into.

Although, a marsh is appearing.

The road to Ashenvale ends at a crater two miles wide, the edges punched fifteen feet down and the bottom sloping away towards a distant centre. Rain and nearby streams have been drawn into it, the bottom is soggy. There's still a good distance of blasted plains and soot covered hills surrounding it, before unscathed old-growth forest resumes.

Parked on one side of the road is a colourful Vardo. Lying on the ground in front between the rails is an immense Swiftclaw with beautiful emerald scales. An awning has been thrown up, a wide side window opened, and the mayor and her assistant sit with side tables, tea, and a small plate of biscuits. For themselves.

On the opposite side of the road, there's a three sided tent, with some tables, chairs and large pillows. Also a sideboard of refreshments and snacks.

A humanoid shaped tree walks down the road towards the besieged town of misfortunes. The job simply stated that adventurers wanted for consulting. No real background or history and the guild stated she qualified to go. Yet as the tree nears the area of the town she looks about and starts to wonder if that's true. Reaching up and taking off her wooden helm the tree becomes a elf, female and concerned.

She lets the wind have it's way with her hair for a moment. Too long stuck in her helm and damp as she makes the last hundred feet or so walk to the vardo. She slows and looks from one side of the road to the other and raises a brow. "Hello..?"

Seyardu was making good on her promise (or threat) of making a courtesy visit to the destroyed town of Ashenvale. It seemed like any remnants of the mysterious affliction was gone, but that still left the place a ruined town, which was only marginally better. The silver cleric wandered towards the camp, taking a glance around as they leaned on their billhook. "Peace on your nests on this day." She greets.

"Oh hello!" An elf... well, more of a half-elf. Actually while she has elfin features, in the face and the ears, as well as her hair, her build is more generous and there are hints of scales along her cheeks, the backs of her hands, and her eyes are clearly reptilian. She has green hair, wears a green dress, and seems a twin of the other woman relaxing at the window, although that one has more of an autumn theme in her colouration. Red-orange hair, eyes, scales, and such. "It's our goldfish adventurers! I think this one is new."

"We should really learn their names," The auburn haired woman says, "they don't like being called that." She takes a sip of her tea, then waves, "Hello. I'm Mayor Retzi, this is my assistant Yolo, and our swiftclaw is named Yaree."

It's important to introduce their beast of burden, after all.

"Oh thank you! Peace on your nest too." Retzi gestures at the tent opposite, "There's refreshments."

"Not poisoned at all!" Yolo adds.

The fancy little gnome arrives on the back of his shadow-and-thunderclouds pony, sitting low in the saddle with his scarf up about his face to ward off the chill winds. The phantom animal's hooves burst into roiling darkness with each step onto the open air-- only to reform when it lifts its leg to gallop on. It never quite finds the road or the ground of the camp but instead settles low enough for the glittering bard to dismount safely.

With his polished boots of terra firma, Jinks lowers his scarf and tugs it to sit a lit looser about his shoulders. The coat he wears is heavier than his usual; another concession for the weather. In spite of their previous victory in the ruins of Ashenvale, he came equipped for further misadventure.

"'Tallman' works for most of them... if you don't have the impulse to remember names and titles," Jinks offers with a lopsided smile. "Though Miki isn't here to make it a real time-saver." He nods around as he stuffs his hands into his coat. "Coyote laughs," he greets.

Lauriel (the tree) nods to those who were on the road and stop here as well. Her attention turns back to the two semi=scaled ones. "I am neither gold nor fish. I, and likely these others, have come because you require those with some knowledge to have a chat with? That is correct, yes? I'm in the right place?" She motions towards the ruined town. "Because that is where I was told to go and it obviously really isn't anymore. And that's what we're here to talk about I'd guess."

Sjach walks towards the town, using his glaive as a walking stick not that he needs it- he seems spry and limber as ever, but each step of his feet is accompanied by the haft of the weapon tapping the ground ahead of him. The reason for this becomes clear, as the ground begins to become waterlogged. It is probed with the haft of his weapon ahead of his footfalls- he is no stranger to swamps and marshes, though he usually prefers them a bit more tropical than this. Still, though, he steps on-wards unperturbed towards where the others are gathering.

"Tallman." Retzi nods, her long orange hair bouncing. A few seconds later Yolo nods in a similar fashion. "He did have some titles."

Retzi continues to stare at the gnome, leaning her chin on her hand, then winks, "Your secret is safe with us."

"Yes, this is the right place!" The green-haired, semi-elfin-draconic woman leans out and waves at the crater, "We want to turn this back into a town, then rule it! So we want to talk about buildings and laws and punishments."

"Definitely punishments." The mayor agrees.

Even the swiftclaw makes an agreeable sounding snort.

"So what are your suggestions?" Yolo asks, pointing at Seyardu, "the best building in town to have is...?"

"We do not particularly like being referred to like that, no." Seyardu sighs. "And if you would like to actually run a town here, then you should show you actually care about the people here and their well-being."

"Ah, Shach! I was not expecting you here, but it is good to see you as always." The cleric greets without even needing to turn around to see them. Their tail sways a bit happily in spite of the others she was dealing with. "Ah, right. Punishments, you will still be a town under the jurisdiction of greater Alexandros, so that is not your place to determine. As for buildings, you will need places to actually support a populace. A marketplace is needed, and homes where people can stay, hunt, and grow or forage food."

The black-eyed gnome offers the three-part host a quirked eyebrow and shakes his head. "What secret? I'm an open book." He punctuates the second sentence with a shrug. The shadow-pony stands where it was left, waiting, with its long mane whipping through storm-winds that none feel.

"The village seemed to support orchards and farms. A trading post is a good start. It seems doubtless that you'll want your mayoral manse," Jinks muses after nodding his agreement with Seyardu. "A roadside inn and general stores. You can let your residents expand into their own buildings as they decide to settle...

"And getting a reputation as a penal colony built on forced labor won't earn you many settlers."

"Well, that's only if they come out here, and only if someone complains." Yolo says.

"No, I think she has a point." Retzi counters, "A group of unaccountable oligarch nobles that are ruling as a regent council in the name of an absent king have the ultimate authority over local desires. They protect the area, after all."

"Even though the protection was 'evacuate to the city'?"

The 'mayor' doesn't answer that, only shrugs her shoulders and rolls them, "we can still execute bandits for banditry."

"So, no forced servitude, but we can kill them. Are you certain they wouldn't prefer a few years hard labour in a mine to being killed?" Yolo asks.

Retzi shrugs again, "if they survive fighting adventurers, if they made it here. They're not the smartest or they wouldn't be bandits."

All heads turn to look at Jinks, "Write that down." Retzi commands. Yolo frowns, the swiftclaw makes another groaning noise. Yolo takes out a notebook, "Trading post. Orchards, Farms. Mayoral Manse. Inn. General Stores. Let anyone that shows up build their own things."

Her head pops up, "Wait, is there money in being a penal colony? Do you know if Alexandria wants to outsource its prison?"

Sjach dips his head as Seyardu greets him, catching up with her he lays a hand on her back for a moment, before looking towards the others, canting his head as he listens in on the conversation. "Thiss one hoped to offer a perspective of the wild." he says then as he glances around. "There are few animals after the undead beasts passed through, and it will be a lean winter. Thiss one hopes that the settlement will not strain the wildlife further, until it hass time to recover."

"Measuring your quality of rule against that of Alexandria is setting the bar too low for yourself; it might be better than an island sandcastle erected with slave labor... but not by much." Jinks sighs, some of his fatigue with the world at large bleeding through. "An absent ruling class that leaves problems to fester only to lash out petulantly when they don't agree with how a third-party solves them." He half-turns and looks back over his shoulder. "You can do better."

The gnome considers Sjach for a moment and wonders, "Do you have ties with the druid's grove? I'd suggested contact. It seems prudent to clear out the ruins and treat the rot before it attracts vermin and disease." He withdraws one hand from its pocket, pointing a ring-laden finger at the sinkhole. "Depending on the effort required, it might be worth addressing the crater, too, before any structures are built only to sink away."

Seyardu wraps one hand around Sjach and leans against the hunter, while she listens to the others speak their turn. "Ah, I don't believe I have introduced you, Jinks, despite likely having talked about them before. This is Sjach, my cihuaa." They add to the gnome, before returning to other, less pleasant business. "Yes, a town does not develop in a day, or a year even, it will take some time. I would a advise against letting buildings be created anywhere, there must be some discussion and planning to prevent issues down the line. And while I do not agree with the city on many matters, most of their laws at a lower level make sense, and have to be upheld."

"Sjach speaks true, as well. Food will be a challenge not only now, but in the future should things not be managed properly. The druids are a good place to start, as with animals depleted, food will need to be found elsewhere. Any farmers will still need to be fed while they wait for their first harvests, after all."

"Isn't that recommending not re-building at all?" Yolo asks.

"There was something here before, so some reason for a town, so something will move back in." Retzi says.

"Without a trading post, or orchards or farms or animals to hunt? They won't come to trade if there's nothing to trade for, just a road won't be enough."

"Pigs." Retzi says, "Pig farms. They'll eat garbage and produce piglets every three months, and they can be released into the woods and animals will come eat them. Orchards take longer to grow the trees. Farms, I guess you can have a crop farm going in the same year."

"So, you'll be mayor of Hogtown."

Retzi waves her hand at Yolo, leaning more around her to watch the gnome intently, and seemingly listen. "We haven't trundled the wagon over there to have a chat. Wasn't sure how aspiring administrators would be received. Druids aren't... enthusiastic, regarding civilization. I've heard."

There's some silence, she looks out towards the crater, "what could be done about that? Summon some elementals... can druids make land rise?"

A glance at Seyardu and Sjach, "Do you get sick if you eat magic food all the time?"

"Food that's -not- poisoned!" Yolo emphasizes, waving at the sideboard, "It's good, you should eat it!"

Sjach dips his head in deference to Jinks, "Yess. Thiss one only worries where those doing the work will find sustenance." he adds then. "Those coming from cities to settle outside... rarely give mind to the balance they impede upon." he says. Sjach, clearly, doesn't seem perturbed by the thought of building nothing and letting nature claim the land back. He looks around. His toes squish the soft soil underfoot.

"Build upon stilts." he suggests, "Like the roots of mangrove trees. Long poles to reach firmer ground. And grow crops which enjoy the wet. There are many such plants in Am-shere. Thiss one is certain there must be some which thrive in colder climates." he suggests.

The swiftclaw scratches at the road idly, head turned and vigilantly monitoring the conversation.

"Stillllllts." Retzi says, "hmmmmmm."

"Lots of places for snakes." Yolo observes.

"Yesss..." Mayor Retzi drawls it out, "not many want to live in marshes. Kobolds, the Sith'Makar. Rice could work."

"Ah," is about all Jinks has to say on the matter of mates. He does offer Sjach a thin smile and listens to the man speak, turning to Seyardu and the vouivre's two talking heads in turn. Then, he considers the vardo at length.

"This is all moot if you can't pay a workforce. Do you have funds in there or is it just you? Start with the roadside inn if you've the funds; you only need a road for that." He turns again, canting his chin up at the path. "Fill your stores from the markets of Alexandria until you have the ability to be self-reliant.

"No harm in starting small." He frowns at the notion of stilts but it's like just a 'small person versus tall buildings' thing. And he's not planning on living here, regardless.

"Yes, you do not need to rush development, that is a poor idea in the long run. Mistakes made in haste may not become apparent until much later, when they have expanded well beyond the original issue." Seyardu warns. "If the land is naturally water laden, then it is difficult to fight against it, likely better to just work with it. build things up that will function with a smaller amount of people to begin with. Though, I am not entirely sure if it is wise to have kobolds here. For various reasons."

"I want to run the inn!" Yolo says rapidly, leaning far out the window to look at the swiftclaw, "You can watch the stables, and you..." she pulls back, stares at her 'twin', "you can sit around by the fire and scowl at adventurers. Until we have the town, then you can be Mayor."

"Well..." Retzi says slowly, "it's still my decision if we build the Inn first." She turns to stare at Jinks, "were you saying an Inn should be the first option if we had no money?"

A good way to make a small fortune by establishing a town is to start with a big fortune.

"It was mostly subsistence farms surrounded by old forest." Yolo explains, "then it sank. Not sure what it naturally is now." She puts her hands on her twin's shoulders, "Roadside Inn, then a bridge to the other side of the road. That won't cost everything we have."

Sjach glances about once more, and then shrugs his shoulders. "An inn is... fine." he says then, clearly not a big fan of creature comforts like... walls and ceilings, this one. "This crater iss not natural, but nature will make it its own. The ground is soft. It is deep, it will stay soft. If there is stone beneath, water will pool." he advises, but mostly lets the others who have better insight to offer on matters of civilization speak, leaning against Seyardu.

"I can find you carpenters and lumber at a price that's more than fair," offers Jinks with no small mount of confidence. "Or would you prefer masons? A combination?

"Can you clear the ruin and rubble or would you rather hire hands?" He considers the scope of the destruction to the region and works on the mental math comparing it to the true size of the shape-shifted creature.

"There was stone. The stone was tunneled by the zombie-worms and then collapsed which..." he gestures with his chin again to indicate the crater. "My wonder is the stability of the crumbled, sunken earth, now, and thus my interest in wilderness shaman. If it needs a tremor or two to finish it settling-- better to do that before the town is half-built and people are sleeping in it."

The bejeweled hands are taken again from the warmth of the coat pockets and the fancy gnome twirls a ring in thought. "What's your budget?"

"Yes, it all depends on what is within reason, does it not?" Seyardu nods. "And befire there can be any building done, the ground needs to be evaluated. Hiring some druids to figure that out and advise would be best, yes?"

The cleric sighs. "I have never attempted to build a town before, this is all new to me."

"The original inhabitants could stay at the inn, decide if they're going to return. You could do land surveys and assign them plots back." Yolo smiles brightly at Retzi, "That's mayor stuff. We could charge them."

"Full rate or discount?"

"Depends how badly they want to come back."

Two heads with far too many snake-like features for something elvish turn back, "It takes what, a week to build an inn? Faster, with magic? Start with wood, then turn it to stone later? Put it on stilts while we wait to see what the ground does."

"We can clear some of the rubble but it might be easier with others." Retzi observes.

"You sure kobolds don't want to come and do that? They're great at that."

"How big is our budget? Is that a euphemism?" Yolo tilts her head.

The swiftclaw snorts VERY loudly.

"It's one of those things..." Retzi taps her fingertips together, "our rewards and riches are more of a spiritual nature."

"Lately." Yolo grumbles.

"Maybe adventurer Druids are cheaper?" Retzi asks, "They could do the ground pounding or whatever you think it needs."

"Thiss one can go to the grove. See if Druids will come." he suggests then, slipping his arm from around Seyardu and standing up straight again as he prepares to leave. "This one knows a little of stone and soil, but they will know more." he adds then. He dips his head once more to all and sundry, before turning to head to the north, and the grove that way.

"Okay. Thanks! Uh... what was his name?" Yolo waves as Sjach readies to depart.

"He's her Cihuaa." Retzi answers.

"Okay, let the road nip at your heels, Seyardu's Cihuaa!" Yolo well-wishes for the departure. Presumably that's a good bye.

"I can assure you that I'm only interested in your money," promises Jinks. "Putting aside matters of taste and the questions of compatible anatomies..." He sucks his teeth and shakes his head quickly, dislodging a train of thought he'd prefer not to ride at the moment.

"I need to know how much you wish to spend before I can obtain contract labor on your behalf." The dashing dandy puts in more-concrete teams. "... and if you fall into bottles you're best off not spending time in taverns. While you try to break your old habits, you're best avoiding a species with the predeliction for abject servitude."

Munch buzzes cheerfully, strolling from the direction of Mictlan, a feather in his arms. Big feather. Massive feather. Feather as big as he is, and looks like a goodly bit is missing. A feather that gets slightly smaller as the golem holds the end up to his grinder filled maw. Either he's yet to spy the gathering, or too distracted to give indication.

The cleric turns around to give the hunter a hug and nuzzle before stepping back. "Very well Sjach, I will see you later." Seyardu hums, waving off the sith-makar before he leaves.

"Well, you can't fund a town with no gold. And I agree with Jinks, no kobolds." The silver cleric nods.

"But what if we paid them? And made them the soldiers and guards. There's a bunch already trained just for that, and they'd also be great at mining if there was something to mine!" Yolo protests, enthusiastically cajolling Jinks and Seyardu.

Even Retzi is slowly nodding along, her eyes locked on Jinks. "Even if you were in charge of them? Our gold standard scale enforcer."

The approach of the war-golem causes a loud thump underneath the Vardo, another Swiftclaw snort with her attention directed up the road.

"What's that doing here?" Yolo asks.

"We might need a treasurer." Retzi explains, sighing, "I should have every coin we own memorized but it was too painful to look at them after all we had to leave behind. So there's an amount but I don't know what it is." She frowns.

Munch raises an arm in greeting as he gets closer, shifting direction to approach the Vardo and it's vaguely familiar occupants. A nod is given to Seyardu in particular. "Roast Roc back at Mictlan if you've yet to have dinner. Or breakfast. Or lunch. There's a lot. What are you guys up to? Gals. Whatever." He eyes the Vardo again, and perks up. "Oh, hey, I remember you! What you been up to?"

"I don't want to be a kobold chief, commander, or king," Jinks dismisses with a sigh. "I don't want to be in charge of-- or responsible for-- anyone." He closes his eyes and tucks his chin, just taking a moment for a deep breath.

The gnome glances at Munch and then back at Seyardu. His head tilts for a moment and then he's considering the vouivre once more.

"I don't know," he admits in relation to the golem's arrival.

"Diplomat? Spymaster?" Yolo throws out a few other options.

"We're saving a town." Retzi says, gesturing at a crater that intercepts the road where a town of sorts once was. "There's lots of rocks that could use moving around. Or eating. Can you grind bi rocks into smaller rocks? Gravel might be useful for some things."

The Swiftclaw snorts again, a long, drawn out noise.

Reluctantly, Retzi adds, "We ... can supply some miracles, in lieu of money. No questions asked."

"Ah, hello Munch, no, I haven't eaten dinner yet, I will have to go and have some later." The cleric nods to Munch. "We are discussing what will happen to this area now that it is cleared out and relatively safe."

"No kobolds. No slaves. No indentured servitude or any forms of coercion for people to come out and work here." Seyardu states firmly. "You need to be able to account for all your funds, you may need a treasurer, at least as part of someone else's job."

Munch buzzes quietly, looking out over the rubble. "Not doing so great on saving. What all happened here? Looks messy." He shrugs to the ladies. "Breaking rocks is easy. Moving is a little tougher, but helped clear farmland before. Powdered rocks can improve soil quality, or make it worse. Depends on the soil, the rocks, and what you're planning with it." He considers. "When you say no kobolds, you meaning none allowed, or none purposefully brought in?"

Jinks considers the women at length as Yolo rattles off a handful of titles. His expression is flat and his hands stay in his pockets. After some time, he sucks at his teeth again and starts the walk around the vardo. "Squeeze off to one side. I'll take stock of your funds."

Whether that's accepting a role or dodging the question is up for debate. He stops at the back side of the wagon and waits for the door to open. He'll disappear inside once it does for some quick bookkeeping.

"There might be an exception... for one kobold." Retzi stares at Jinks, then huffs, "but it seems they're determined we don't bring in any kobolds at all."

Yolo sighs, "or slaves, or indentured servants or any forms of coercion... wait, where are you coming up with that? Are those Alexandria's laws? Force is a form of coercion and there's been no shortage of that!"

Retzi watches Munch, "Wights attacked, wights were destroyed. Some kind of Flesh monster took over. It was destroyed. When it was destroyed the ground collapsed. That used to be people's homes, and everything. So tragic. We figured we'd get in on the ground level, putting it back."

"Just a minute." Yolo, the green haired, elf-dragon-human-ish woman nips inside and the back door opens. She leans to the side, "The floor is a bit uneven, so be careful. The chests are there."

"I do not know if those are Alexandria's laws, I am simply stating that avoiding them is the right thing to do." Seyardu states. "Jinks will work quickly, I am sure. Once we have some idea of funding, we can actually make plans instead of suggestions."

Munch nods. "I'd heard about the flesh thing, thought that was further north." The metal man considers. "Maybe leave the crater, fill it with water, have a lakeside town? Not sure the process, but know fish stocking is a thing. Get a small population going, grows into a big population you can harvest. I mean towns don't just happen they need... uh... root... system... infrastructure! They need infrastructure to support them. Farms and trade and stuff." Which might have been discussed already, but the golem seems proud of his understanding.

"There was infrastructure, and now it's gone, and the land has changed so ..." Retzi sort of trails off. She keeps glancing inside the vardo, watching the gnome move around and shifting occasionally in her seat. "We're finding out if we have enough money to make an Inn."

She makes a rolling motion with her hand, "if we do, we'll advertise that original residents can come back and decide if they want to rebuild, and we'll... see what the crater does. We're going to ask Druids to look at that."

"You could be the sheriff, since you know all about laws." Yolo suggests, looking at Seyardu, "Want to be sheriff, in charge of crime and punishment?"

It's been a while since she's had a consultation per se on how to do something beside making something die.

For novelty's sake, and the concept of quick coin, to say nothing of shaking the rust off some other aspects of her brains.

Shrouded in a hooded cloak and scarf that generally matches the hue of the ground at large, mostly to keep from gleaming, Braelnoir rides toward the prospective town on a rental. The grim scythe slung via an incorporated series of straps a fair giveaway over the obscured figure's identity amongst the adventuring population.

Seeing the gathering ahead, she draws rein and calls with a hand raised, "Hey there, how ya'll doin'?"

A sidlong glance of wolfen eyes framed in what is visible of her silvery features, "This th'fixer-upper?"

"Oh, she's pretty. She's silver too. Hi. Hiiiiii!" Yolo seems a little too enthusiastic to see Braelnoir, "Maybe we should call the town Scalehaven instead, since there's so many scaled types."

"This is it, yes." Retzi confirms, smiling at both.

The Swiftclaw makes a point of sniffing Brealnoir from a distance.

"They do need infrastructure, but infrastructure takes time. No sense in a road to nowhere after all, but once there is a reason to build one, then one can build more things with such access." Seyardu nods. "I could not be the sheriff, as I have to many other duties to see to that are necessary. I will still stop in when I can, to make sure that things are running properly here."

The cleric sniffs once, then twice. Dragon? Human? She was trying to wrack her brain for where she remembered it from. "Braelnoir!" The cleric chuffs, swinging around to pull her straight off the horse into a hug. "The amount of time since seeing you last is too great, it is good to see you, and peace on your nest." They rumble. "You are well, I hope?"

Munch nods, considering. "Inn is a good start, lotta towns grown up around an inn. Fishing and farms seem solid foundations, but I don't know that much about either." Raising an arm in greeting to Brea, he considers. "All the weird stuff that's happened, likely fiddled with the soil and water. Maybe use that? Has extra ash in in, or whatever, which is good for some sorta plant, grow that plant. Which yeah, takes knowin what alls been done and changed. Druids can tell ya some, wizards know lotta stuff like that. But maybe just wait for spring and see what grows good."

Braelnoir hasn't been unhorsed in a good, long time. It's not an encouraged scenario for a variety of reasons. She gives a sort, hearty laugh as she's plucked from the saddle and her arms enfold the silverscale for a vigorous embrace, "Been'n age fer sure, luv, how ya been?"

Since they're all 'friends' per se, her shrouding shifts to her more customary getup with an incorporated baldric. Seeing Munch, she claps her Kor branded fist to her breastplate with a, "'ey Terrormaw, been a while, we need to find us a Manticore ta chew on an swap stories!"

She looks to the hosts, a little scrutinously and dips her head, "Heya, this yer claim, luvvies?"

"Well... we could make it rain a lot, then it might fill up with water, if there's enough stone underneath it like Sjach thought." Yolo says.

"Well we don't want to wait for spring. There were people here before the wights, and we'd like to help them get back on their feet so we can be in charge of them, so we have to start somewhere." Retzi adds, picking up a cookie and eating it. "I like fisheries. Maybe they could farm eels. Eels are neet."

"Eels ARE neat." Yolo agrees.

The Vardo rocks a little from side to side, and the Swiftclaw repositions herself.

"We stayed though all the troubles, so we claim it, yes." Retzi concludes.

Munch buzzes happily and nods to Braelnoir, holding up the remains of a half eaten feather. A feather that used to be as big as himself. "I'd share, but don't think is your fare. Roc meat over at Mictlan if you head that way." He nods to Retzi. "Eels are pretty cool, but not sure are a solid food base. Pretty sure they eat fish, so need lotta fish to farm eels. Easier to just eat the fish."

He buzzes again, considering. "Isn't about what can build later, is what you have now, yeah? Wizards interested in this sorta stuff? Research lab or something that gets lotta funding from nobels with more gold than brains? Science and understanding the universe can be a huge gold sink."

"I don't think there's much interest in a hole in the ground." Yolo says.

Retzi nods, "We didn't get much debriefing. There was the earthquake, the Flesh vanished, the adventurers went home."

Munch shakes his head. "So ya got an unexplained event of mysterious circumstances, who's details are as yet undocumented."

"Too long, Braelnoir. There have been ups and downs, a lot going on, but things are better as of late." Seyardu chuffs, releasing the mercenary and looking around. "It is too bad however that you missed this one's cihuaa not long ago. Perhaps you saw him on the road, if he wished to be seen, at least."

"Again, do not rush things. There will need to be less people in place at first, to build the place up for more to come. It may be worth exploring making into a lake, if it would work. Something else for the druids to look in to."

She does stop and shake her head though. "No, no interference from nobles. The last thing needed is them getting stuck in more things that are unnecessary."

"Well, they'll still want an Inn to stay in, unless they are going to 'poof' a magic tower into existence and live in that." Yolo says.

"They just might and if we're going to do that we need to plan on where it poofs in." Retzi adds.

Yolo nods, "Right, no nobles."

There's a wry smirk as the Korite nods, "Been out that way a fair bit, latetly, acthally."

Brae cocks her head a little bit, "Well, imagine we got soe druids on call'd probably be willin ta bring this area back ta proper life. May take don ta convince'm tahat adding a town's a valid part o'that, though. They could work out the start of a road, if only by scootin' the plants out the way. Findin' water table and workin up a way ta clear out sewage without skunking up the works."

She gives Seyardu another little squeeze, then, "Yeah, been that all over, I think. I'm sure I'll run into'm at some point, luv, glad ya found ya self a fella."

She keeps her personal baggage off her face at that, and keeps going, "Set up an inn a a waystation, mebbe even a stable fer riders ta swap out horses fer long rides'd do ya fer a spell without strainin' the local food supply if'n ya do it right."

Jinks has an affinity for wealth and a head for numbers. It helps that some of the wealth he wears enhances his arithmetic proficiencies, too. In no amount of time, he has the chest sorted and cataloged with two portions split off into purses. He leaves on behind, atop the chest after closing it, and drops the second into his coat before leaving the vardo.

The gnome idles out of sight behind to wagon for a moment and then walks around back into view. One hand is in his pocket and the other is wiping at his eye with a pinky.

"I took enough to contract for the inn. Just a good-faith first payment. I'd imagine you can get two or three other common buildings before your coffers are empty." The gnome informs the pair from outside, glancing at the newly-arrived Braelnoir and briefly puts on a thin smile in greeting.

"The bag atop the chest are things that won't spend. Sand-coins, smooth pebbles, and driftwood in an interesting shape won't spend unless you find merfolk or backwards sea-elves."

Munch nods, and shrugs, having no real opinion on nobels. "...art? Buncha artist types out to.... carve rubble into statues? Turn tragedy into beauty? Eh, but artists themselves are broke, is back to noble funding for fancy stuff."

"Well, we can go to the druids ourselves. An inn seems the most practical so we were going to do that first." Retzi says. She waves at the fields of soot and ash, "There aren't any plants right now. Hopefully something comes back in the spring. Maybe we need to scatter some seeds about."

"You think the Flesh ate everything in the soil? Seeds, worms, bugs?" Yolo asks.

Her fiery haired twin shrugs, "I have no way to tell."

Both turn to stare at Jinks, "What do you mean those won't sell? They're beautiful."

"We don't know any sea-elves or backwards merfolk." Retzi adds.

"Does backwards mean the fish part is on top?"

There is a very long sigh from the Swiftclaw.

"No Yolo, it's more culturally." Retzi glances at Braelnoir, looking her up and down, "I don't suppose you know any sea-elves or mer-folk? You look kind of fishy."

"An inn is a good place to start. Perhaps a general purpose store as well. If this becomes a stop for travellers at first, they may need supplies to continue their journeys, and people who may settle down here will need supplies they cannot acquire themselves."

"Any further however, will likely need more information. what is possible, and what are the needs of whoever returns."

"Yes, I am uncertain the extent of the damage to the area. Another job for the druids it seems, you may need to hire one or two on full time to see to the restoration."

Munch buzzes thoughtfully and strides off towards the crater, disappearing into the rubble of what used to be a town.

<pre>GAME: Munch rolls perception: (2)+21: 23
GAME: Munch rolls knowledge/nature: (9)+6: 15</pre>

"Well, that would make sense for the next building." Retzi muses.

"What about tenements, or a brothel, or a dump, we could take garbage from Alexandria." Yolo asks.

"A big pile of garbage is exactly what we want potential settlers to see, arriving." Retzi replies.

Braelnoir's eyebrow twitched just a bit, "I get that now'n then." she observes drily, "Anywho. Probly gonna need ta bring in fertilizer an the like."

"Yer gonna wanna few types o different seed. There's a sequence ya plant'm, so ya doin't over strain the soil. Cain't rightly remember what that is at the moment, but a Druid'd know fer sure."

She shrugs, waving at Jinks a moment, then, "Hey luv."

The.. supplementary income gets another little smirk, then, "Could probly work a wing of the inn fer them kinda services, luvvie. Better have you a doc on hand. Fer.... complications."

She gives the locals a bit of a queer look on the dump musings, then, "Ya ain't gonna get you much of a population bringing garbage out this way. Even if ya got it tucked away, ya'll get that gawdawful smell, and likely invite critters like rats an the like, sometimes ya'll get diseases comin' with'm."

Munch returns soon enough, a large rock in hand, which becomes a small rock, sheared off into the golems adamantine maw, and swiftly ground into powder. "Garbage is good. Lotta worms and bugs and stuff in it. Basically none in your soil. Between wights, fire, and flesh stuff, this ground is dead. Garbage, manure, sewage, all good to bring dead soil back to life." Chewing on rocks doesn't seem to interrupt his speaking, his voicebox on a separate line. "Rocks are hit or miss. Some are solid, some are cracked and flawed. Top layers are most likely to be bad, with still solid foundations. Deep down might hit that flesh stuff's damage, but anything accessible should be decent, I think."

Retzi and Yolo watch Munch as he talks and eats. They nod slowly, Yolo comments, "So, dumps bring bugs and diseases, but we need bugs and diseases and sewage."

"So the soil is dead? Completely?" She frowns, sips her tea, "We should hold off spreading that around."

"Brothels are not a bad idea, yes, but perhaps save that for further development." Seyardu sighs. "If all you have is an inn, a general store, and a brothel, then all you will be known for is a brothel. That will not attract the people necessary for a town to develop and thrive."

Talk of the state of the land draws her attention, and Seyardu nods. "That is, concerning. Although, perhaps it would draw more druids who would wish to heal the land in the process?"

Munch shakes his head. "Not totally dead, but darn close. Have enough life in the land around that some blows in, but gotta take effort to renew the soil." The golem starts off again. "I'ma go take a look at that crater, try and get an idea if it needs patched to become a lake."

The silvermane hrms as Munch comes back with a more in depth, certainly unique, counterargument to her own and she nods, "I never got that sorta talent, so I'ma defer ta you on that one, luv. If'n we're worried about the soil first, then, yeah, I guess we can bring in stuff ta composte an till in ta bring it back ta growin' condition. Old town probly had a well, we take a look at that'n see if that's still viable, or's that already a known factor?"

"Farmers will have ideas. Failing that, druids. If not the druids, the Hymn." Jinks says. "Follow up with your man. Let me know if I need to go and talk to the Yggdrasil people in Alexandria, please," he asks of Seyardu.

The gnome crosses back to his pony and hops smoothly up into the saddle. "I'll be back today with the contract details." There's a low roll of thunder through the phantom steed's half-real form and then it turns and gallops up into the sky at speed.

Yolo sighs happily, watching the gnome ride off on his shadowy steed, "He's such a cute k.."

HSSSST! Retzi hisses loudly, interrupting, staring, STARING at Yolo and shaking her head. "Well, druids and the hymn then, hopefully."

The woman turns and takes out a quill, and a parchment, followed by an inkwell. "So, I will issue an Edict that we are re-establishing this town. We were thinking of calling it Ashville or Ashenvale because... so much burning and soot."

"Although..." She rubs at her cheek, at the small patch of orange scales there, then glances at Braelnoir, then Seyardu, "... Scalehaven, Silver Scale Tharp... other suggestions?"

"Soil will not stay dead forever, with enough effort, life will spring back, of this I am sure." Seyardu nods. "I am not good with naming, however. Do you have any ideas, Braelnoir? I am surprised you would ask what it should be called."

There's barely more than time for a blink before Noir's reply rolls out as, "Renewal." with an offhand shrug whilst the others drift off to their respective tasks.

A hand lifts and she calls, "Good seein' ya, boys. We'll throw back some pints next time, eh?"

There's a considered look to Seyardu, then the would be Mayor, "Wha'bout Nest Egg?"

"Oh, that would be a good name for the Inn, The Nest Egg Inn." Yolo speculates.

Retzi frowns, "Renewal... hmm. That wouldn't work once it was established."

"Could call it 'Fish Farm', then people will know what to expect. Better than 'Brotheltown'."

Yolo gets the side-eye.

"Bartertown? Fishkill? Moose Factory? Skull Cave-in."

She gets more stares from Retzi, "Those seem... unimaginative. How do you even make Moose. I like the idea of something scale related though."

"Nest egg inn, I don't mind that, no. It could work."

"The others though, they are probably not the best. Perhaps, hmm. If you really wish to atone for what you did, perhaps Hope's Ascension? Hope for short, but it is just an idea, and not one I am certain about."

"Well, when two meese -really- love each other..." Brae asides as she looks toward the town center, with lips drawing back from a grin full of smartass, setting the spiked hand on the crook of her hip.

Her hair writhes to the limits of it's fold in the wind, as she surveys the aftermath of everything that had transpired, here.

Hearing Seyardu's input on certain aspects of their client's past, and plugging it into the 'scale' requirement, "Balancin' Scales."

Yolo grins back at Braelnoir, widely and showing a lot of strangely pointed teeth. The scales on her cheek bones and reptilian eyes enhance the inhuman effect. Retzi is not nearly so expressive, and does not dive into the contest to determine the smartest of asses.

A deep and feminine voice rumbles, "We're not thinking about that." Did the swiftclaw speak? Surely not. It is staring off into the distance.

"Well, I'll think about it a bit more. So, welcoming original inhabitants back but not encouragements to settle, since our sand dollars aren't actual dollars."

"Unless they'll take sand dollars."

"Unless they'll take sand dollars. No taxes, for now, and no one enforcing laws since we have no law enforcement." Retzi pauses before writing, looking at Braelnoir, "You want to be in charge of that? We can say Alexandrian rangers enforce them. Hopefully no one will notice there aren't any."

"Think about it more, yes. A day is not long enough to make complete decisions on this scale, and you need to wait for a report from Jinks and Sjach," states Seyardu.

Braelnoir laughs a bit at the offer and slaps her thigh with the other hand, "Hell, no!"

She looks back to the scaly Mayor, "Too much goin on fer that sorta biz, luvvie."

Besides, she's a Korite, law enforcement could turn into a bloodbath if people get too spritely at the wrong times, "There's some folk back'n Alexandria'd probably do ya fine as a Sheriff. I'll give'm a nudge. May show up, may not."

She nods to Seyardu and reaches out to touch knuckles to her silvern peer's shoulder, "Yeah. Ya ain't talkin' bout bivouacin' a company on'a march fer a couple days, this's permanent structure that's gonna need forethought on layin' out space, workin' out clearin' sewage, an' allowin' fer growth. Get too big too fast, ya'll need lookout towers an' signal fires. Yer gonna probably wanna storehouse fer emergency supplies, though that'll take knowin' what ya got ta work with."

"There will be certain, special requirements, true." Retzi nods. "Well these are all good ideas but right now all we have is a trailer and a crater."

Yolo nods.

"Well I'll squiggle the name and draw the map so we can put up a sign when they arrive." Retzi decides, "Does it matter? Isn't there a town around here also built by adventurers that's called 'Town', The 'Town of Town'?"

"Goldfish." Yolo grins.

The auburn haired woman writes a few more things, melts a bit of sealing wax and then presses a knuckle into it, "Need a proper town seal too." She holds it out.

"We have the signal fire covered." Yolo says proudly.

The Swiftclaw snorts again.

"I believe it is made by arvek-nar, and not literally called. Having it in another language helps." Seyardu nods. "If you have a signal fire, make sure it is safe to use, at the very least. And please, think through your plans, do not jump on the first ideas that come to you."

Braelnoir shrugs again and looks back toward the Swiftclaw, "Sometimes actin' on yer first impulse gets... messy." she notes, thinking of a moment that left a former chum cleft in twain.

She misses the friendship, but balms herself with the fact that he's still alive to hate her.

"Could always translate a couple words inta different languages and tack'm together." she ammends.

The twins nod, with Retzi says, "Well, we'll come up with something."

"Dragontown!" Yolo laughs.

"That might be too attractive for the wrong sort." Retzi contradicts, "We'll come up with something. Play with some words." She waves the missive again, "Anyone want to take it? I don't bite. Put it up... hm... hire a crier to say it in Alexandria."

The two sit back.

"An announcement in Alexandria? I am sure there are plenty in Alexandria who would take the job." Seyardu nods, taking the missive and a few snacks to not be impolite. "And it will let me proof read it beforehand. I shall return to mictlan, if I do not, there may be a lot of roc uneaten otherwise, yes? You are welcome to join if you wish, Braelnoir."

Braelnoir nods and returns her outfit to it's previous, more anonymous configuration as she turns, "There's plenty o'cryin' in Alexandria." she quips, then steps over to the pair to scoop up a handful of munchies, "Thanks."

As Seyardu gathers up the missive, she grins her way and nods, "Sure thing, luv. We got us some catchin' up ta do...."

Besides....

"Got any o'that scale polish left....?" she wonders.

For a friend, obviously.

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<pre><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "So, Kingmaker Rules wise, 1st turn, 0 hexes controlled, skip to edict phase. In Edic phase, rulership positions are assigned. Jinks is Treasurer, Yaree, Retzi and Yolo are in 3 other positions, to be named, no other PCs wanted one. The Hex is claimed, you've decided a house and an Inn, which Y-Y is paying for. It's a marsh hex, and I'll count the earlier T4 event as 'improving' it, which allows the 2 buildings, you can add a Fish Farm, so that's in the works"
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "oh, and despite Y-Y's best efforts it's not a Chaotic Evil town, but a Chaotic Neutral one."
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "rules seem here, https://aonprd.com/Rules.aspx?Name=Kingdom%20Building&Category=Kingdoms%20and%20War"</pre>

==First Kingdom Turn==
<br>Phase 1 - 0 Hexes, Skip Upkeep to Phase 2, Chaotic Neutral +2 Loyalty, +2 Stability
<br>Phase 2 - 1 Leaders Assigned - See Below
:: - 2 Claim Hex - 1 BP
:: - 4 Improve Terrain - Marsh - Already Cleared (8BP Free)
:::: - 2BP add Fish Farm -1 Consumption
:: - 5 Create Settlement - 9 blocks, 4 lots/block
:::: - Add House 3BP, 1 lot, -1 Unrest
:::: - Add Inn 10BP, 1 Lot, Economy +1, Loyalty +1 , Society +1, Base Value +500gp
:: - 6 Army - Skip
:: - 7 Edicts - Promotion - Token, +1 Stability, +1 Consumption
:::: - Taxaxtion - None, +0 Economy, +1 Loyalty
<br>Phase 3 - Income - to be RP'd

==Leadership Roles==
Filled Locally
: Ruler - NPC - Retzi, Economy +4 (or Loyalty, or Stability)
: Councilor - NPC - Yolo, Loyalty +2
: Spymaster - NPC - Yaree, +0 So it doesn't matter
: Treasurer - PC - Jinks, Economy +3

Filled by Alexandria
: Grand Diplomat +0
: General +0
: High Priest +0
: Magister +0
: Marshal +0
: Royal Enforcer +0
: Warden +0

Vacant
: Consort - Not Required
: Heir - Not Required
: Viceroy - Not Required

==Kingdom Stats==
Size 1
<br>Economy 8, Loyalty 6, Stability 3, Unrest -1 (0), Consumption 1, Treasury (Needs Roll) BP
<br>Pop/Society +1

Hydraulic Bucolic

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Cryosanthia: Minor formatting fixes

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== Log Info ==
*Title: Hydraulic Bucolic
*Emitter: Cryosanthia
*Characters: Nemori, Robert
*Place: Boghum Farm, Alexandros
*Time: Saturday, November 12, 2022, 9:44 PM EST
*Summary: An oruch farm with clan ties to Robert's daughter-in-law needs help clearing out trouble stirred up by marching hordes of undead. The artificer and his priestess apprentice arrive at the fields on the back of a wagon with some basic supplies. They meet with Sar, a bald-pated farmer with an affinity for axes. The farmer provides some very useful information and both Nemori and Bob set to preparations. A 7-headed cryohydra surges from the nearby river when they get close but the beast proves to be no match for the pair, girded as they were after the warning from a helpful farmer. Plans are made for seven grim pikes to warn off other trespassers.</div>

<pre>-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Appearing, in Order =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Robert 6'3" 235 Lb Human Male A middle-aged Cerenzan with a friendly, fatherly vibe.
Nemori 4'10" 110 Lb Mul'niessa Female A tall and slender, dark skinned elf.
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-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= As the GM -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Cryosanthia 6'9" 291 Lb Sith-Makar Female A dashingly tall, elegant white-scaled lizard woman.
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Family.

One can't ignore a call for help from family. Well, one can, if one wishes to be reminded of it until death do you part, and while one isn't marrying the parents and marrying into the family of the fiancee'...

One kind of is...

This property transfers up, so suddenly relatives of the daughter-in-law must be helped.

Which brings a certain artificer and friend to a farm out in Alexandros.

Two massive horses pull the cart Bob drives clad in his titan's armor. He takes up the whole bench, leaving no room for a crossbow-wielding passenger, and his helmet is open, dangling against the backside of his pauldrons on its hinge. A few sacks of supplies (the basics, really) take up most of the simple cart's stowage but leave enough room for a certain mul'niessa if she doesn't mind the inanimate company.

"... apparently she has clan all over Alexandros, steading over into the Mythwood. She doesn't like to talk about it much, usually." Plenty of tribes in that region fell to demon-taint... but maybe it's not that? "I appreciate you joining me, lady. I'm sorry Jay couldn't join us, I imagine the ride would be smoother."

Nemori has shifted the sacks just enought to soften her ride just a little; burlap and dried goods don't make for much softness, but at least they lave a little more give than the bed of the jostling wagon. Thoughts briefly stray to being borne on palanquins...

Nemori gives her head a small shake, then pulls her hat down a little further. "He had other business. It is no fault of yours," she tells Robert, looking sideways at him.. though she sees little but his armoured backside.

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Boghum Farm.

Abandonned when the wights attacked, the immediate return was delayed due to monster infestation. An orc is waiting at the the gate at the start of a dirt road onto the property. He's wearing coveralls and a straw hat, with an ugly looking axe nearby. Leaning on a post, he watches the carriage roll up, nodding with approval at the large armour, squinting at the crossbow wielding passenger.

"Shuf sent ya?" He takes off his hat, the sun shining off his olive skull, "We had a crack at it, but it didn't work out."

He points across the fields at the river, "So when you chop off the head and it grows back, it's a hydra right?"

<pre>GAME: Robert rolls Knowledge/Arcana: (19)+16: 35
You paged Robert with 'Heads growing back is a typical sign of a hydra. They regenerate quickly, so the only way to kill them is to cut off their heads which slows down the regeneration, and to stop them regrowing usually fire, acid or cold is necessary to use on the stump'</pre>

The big, artifice-powered fists opens and lifts to wave as Bob steers the wagon in towards the gate. He clears his throat and offers a simple greeting in yrch-speak, struggling a little to fit his lips around the word after conversing in Trade for the trip's duration. The springs on the wagon seat squeak as he dismounts, taking a step and looping the reins around the gatepost.

"It could be," agrees the Cerenzan with a frown. "Hydras haven't cornered the market on rapid-healing... but regrowing a whole head is quite the feat." The armor clanks as he takes a few more steps, moving around the wagon some more and offering the priestess a hand out of the busy, bundle-strewn back.

"I hope everyone made it away safe. Shuf didn't mention anyone being in immediate danger." The artificer chooses not to comment on the woman's past relations.

Nemori rises first to her knees, then to her feet, a hand on the rail to assist before she climbs out. She doesn't interfere in the older man's questioning of the local orc right away, instead pulling her sword from the back of the wagon and hitching it to her belt. She looks off in the distance in the direction the orc indicated, then turns her dark visage back on the pair. "If it grows its head back, I imagine your axe was not the best tool for the job."

"We were checking the farm when it came out of the boathouse and attacked." Sar explains, pointing at the dock. The fields in between are overgrown, the evacuation during the summer and through the harvest was not kind to the crops. They grew tall, then desiccated and browned. Any livestock appears to have escaped or been eaten.

There is a low and long ranch on the property with a greenhouse beside it, and a boathouse on the river that looks like a small copy and a large enough structure to house a sizeable creature.

"A couple ax-whacks worked well enough, but then it started the breath weapons. So we pulled back." He shrugs his bare shoulders, "We like a fight, but there's fun and there's dumb." <yrch-speak>

Bob nods and frowns deeper, "Breath? Most hydras don't breathe any particular elements. Subspecies aren't unheard of, though, and neither are mutations." He flips one of his pouches open, carefully fingering the contents and producing a metal-on-glass tinkling as he does. "Frost? Fire? Acid?"

There's a glance back as he turns his broad, armored shoulders. "Do you have any protective magics prepared, lady?" He glances then at the oruch and returns to searching his pouches.

"Muse' grace. It was good thinking. Better to be safe," he adds as he quits the search. A smile is offered to the orc and he rests his gauntlets on his wide belt. "We're happy to help, normally. Shuf mentioned how important the crops you grow here are to some of the nomadic peoples in the region. We'll get it cleared out."

Nemori gives a slow nod of her head. "I do.. though as you requested, I will need to know what to protect us from," she tells Robert. Her gaze levels on the orc. "Have you anything more useful to tell us before we stride forth to die in your stead?"

"Oh, yeah. Cold." Sar says, as if the answer was obvious. "Fields would be on fire if it were fire."

He picks his axe up just under the head and waves it towards the river, "Swims around in there, pops out when you get close. It has seven heads. It's not like we raise them, I don't know what you expect me to know." <yrch-speak>

"Oh, marsh at the water's edge." He glances at the titan armour, "you might bog down."

<pre><OOC> Robert says, "I'll hit myself with a Resist Energy (Cold) if Nemori can do one on herself?"
GAME: Nemori casts Protection From Energy. Caster Level: 7 DC: 17
GAME: Robert casts Resist Energy. Caster Level: 7 DC: 16
GAME: Robert casts Ablative Barrier. Caster Level: 7 DC: 16
GAME: Robert casts Blur. Caster Level: 7 DC: 16
GAME: Robert casts Shield. Caster Level: 7 DC: 15
<OOC> Robert says, "Blur for Nemori. The rest on me."</pre>

The Cerenzan nods one last time as he reaches up and lowers his helmet into place. "That was more information than we could've hoped for, friend. I thank you again." Even a quieted, tinny echo from inside the helmet, his voice carries his smile well enough.

The artificer sets to work before moving from the gate. First, he pops the cap on a stumpy crystal vial and drops the head of a tindertwig into it. It begins glowing red as he shakes and sockets it into a pauldron, causing the threading across his adamantine armor plates to glow red-hot. Next, the Shield-sphere, twisted and hooked into place as the hexagonal grid dances across his shape. A cylinder slides into the underside of his gauntlet and the smooth, matte adamantine ripples into ridged draconic scales.

Finally, he flips open what appears to be an artifice locket and presses his thumb into the mirror, shattering it. The locket he hands off to the mul'niessa. "Stow it in a pouch or pocket," he suggests, watching her form stretch and blur to his gaze as she accepts the trinket.

All that done, he begins to walk towards the waterline...

<pre><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "okay, where to? And the square beside the water is a 2' Marsh, do difficult terrain"
<OOC> Robert says, "How about a straight go past the buildings to 19,4 and then hook "south" to 20,11"
<OOC> Nemori says, "Looks good to me."
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "okay, and Nemori is where?"
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "also, sense motive"
<OOC> Nemori says, "I would be staying with Robert, using him as a shield."
<OOC> Nemori says, "I mean, making sure I don't get in his way."
<OOC> Nemori says, "20,10 looks good."</pre>

Nemori accepts the locket after glance of only a second or two, and it gets stowed in a pocket before she pulls her coin out to settle a protection of her own in place. There is little in the way of a visual effect; none, really, and her dark skin does a good job of hiding the warmth the magic infuses her with.

With that done, she follows the large, titan clad tinkerer towards the waterline.

"Heh, spells." Sar grunts, slapping his hat back on and following along. He keeps a little distance from Robert and Nemori, stays further back from the river's edge, but he easily could have stayed further back. It would be the smart thing to do.

"Yeah, it's a..." is as far as he gets.

There's a surge of water as the hydra appears, one snake-like head, then another, then seven, followed by the mass of its body. It lands in front of Robert, a spear's haft back. The centre head blasts him with a torrent of freezing breath and ice crystals, while the other six attack.

<pre><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "so, reflex saves, DC17"
GAME: Robert rolls Reflex: (12)+8: 20
<OOC> Robert says, "Frost Resist is 20 right now"
GAME: Nemori rolls reflex: (12)+5: 17
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "so you'd take 5. not sure how much your spell can absorb"
<OOC> Nemori says, "12/level, so 84, so down to 79."
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 3d6: (10): 10
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "for both of you, then it doesn't get through. anyhow, the 6 more attacks then we go into regular rounds"
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+8: (3)+8: 11 (vs AC25 - Miss)
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+8: (6)+8: 14
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+8: (14)+8: 22
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+8: (8)+8: 16
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+8: (10)+8: 18
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+8: (14)+8: 22</pre>

The heads lash out, but none hit.

<pre><OOC> Nemori will cast spiritual ally to attack the hydra from behind. Unlike spiritual weapon, it does occupy a space and threaten. so.. 20,16"
GAME: Nemori casts Spiritual Ally. Caster Level: 7 DC: 18
GAME: Nemori rolls spiritual weapon: aliased to BAB+Wisdom: (12)+5+4: 21
GAME: Nemori rolls 1d10+2: (7)+2: 9</pre>

Nemori ducks behind Robert... his massive frame really does provide the best cover. And shade, too, on hotter days. Makes a decent windbreak as well. As for today, well, she's more than happy to let him take the brunt of the freezing breath while her protection absorbs the rest. Then as the giant creature's heads all seem to come down upon the artificer, she pokes her head around him with her holy symbol brandished.. manifests an indistinct form behind the Hydra. Rosey in hue, the figure gives the impression of a dancer, lithe, flowing silks and ribbons.. and a deadly blade that arcs as the form shimmers through the air, striking the creature from behind.

<pre><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "okay, it attacks Robert again, all heads"
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+8: (10)+8: 18
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+8: (18)+8: 26
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+8: (16)+8: 24
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+8: (12)+8: 20
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+8: (16)+8: 24
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+8: (10)+8: 18
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d8+3: (5)+3: 8
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "now what's the DR and NL effects?"
<OOC> Robert says, "DR2/Adamantine, then 5 nonlethal."
GAME: You damaged Robert for 5 points of nonlethal. 5 total.
GAME: You damaged Robert for 1 points. 44 HP remaining.</pre>

Roaring, its breath weapon having ineffectually washing over Robert, Nemori and the crops, the creature repeats its onslaught on the artificer. All seven heads strike like snakes, most miss, two are turned by his shields, and one strikes effectively but is still blunted.

<pre>GAME: Robert activates his Titan Armor, gaining: +4 Str
<OOC> Robert says, "5' to 20,12. Full attack. Will enhance fists to give them Flaming. Power attack."
GAME: Robert spends TWO uses of CHARGE POOL.
GAME: Robert rolls weapon13-2+2: (12)+12+-2+2: 24
GAME: Robert rolls weapon14-2+2: (7)+12+-2+2: 19
GAME: Robert rolls 2d6+7+4+1d6: (8)+7+4+(6): 25
GAME: Robert rolls 2d6+7+4+1d6: (9)+7+4+(5): 25, "11 fire, the rest bludgeoning, adamantine, and magic"
<OOC> Robert says, "Think I have to attack the body since it's not a slashing weapon."
<OOC> Robert says, "Oh! Heal 3hp, please"
GAME: You damaged Robert for -3 points. 45 HP remaining. 3 nonlethal damage healed. 2 nonlethal total.</pre>

Bob simply crosses his armored forearms and lowers his helmet against the breath and subsequent barrage of the many-headed hydra. With the forewarning and preparation they were allotted, he has a host of activated artifice to meet the attack of the invading beast. The shield flares to life, the red-glowing threading hisses and sizzles, and the extra layering of magicked armor cracks and crumbles. The Cerenzan below can't help but feel a small amount of pride as the defenses effectiveness.

Two quick steps and he's in among the thrashing necks. Steam blasts through the plating of his gauntlets as the entirety of their form goes red with heat. The one-two punch slap and sizzle, cracking through bony protrusions and tearing leather hide beneath.

<pre><OOC> Nemori says, "Spiritual weapon, I guess. Staying where I am."
GAME: Nemori casts Spiritual Weapon. Caster Level: 7 DC: 16
GAME: Nemori rolls spiritual weapon+2: aliased to BAB+Wisdom+2: (11)+5+4+2: 22 (Spiritual Ally)
GAME: Nemori rolls spiritual weapon: aliased to BAB+Wisdom: (2)+5+4: 11 (Spiritual Weapon)
GAME: Nemori rolls 1d10+2: (4)+2: 6</pre>

Nemori elects not to wade into the the fronds of snapping heads, instead using her link to the dancer to create another manifestation of force.. this time the more familiar disembodied rapier. It joins the translucent dancer in its assault upon the Hydra's backside.

<pre><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "okay, 7 more attacks on Robert"
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+8: (9)+8: 17
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+8: (19)+8: 27
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+8: (14)+8: 22
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+8: (4)+8: 12
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+8: (18)+8: 26
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+8: (18)+8: 26
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+8: (3)+8: 11
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d8+3: (3)+3: 6
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d8+3: (8)+3: 11
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d8+3: (4)+3: 7
GAME: You damaged Robert for 4 points of nonlethal. 6 total.
<OOC> Robert says, "4 NL, 5 NL and 4 L, and 5 NL. I think."
GAME: You damaged Robert for 5 points of nonlethal. 11 total.
GAME: You damaged Robert for 4 points. 41 HP remaining.
GAME: You damaged Robert for 5 points of nonlethal. 16 total.</pre>

Reeling from the titan fists, the heptade hydra continues to snap and strike at Robert. Three solid hits land, rattling the artificer.

<pre><OOC> Robert says, "I'll attempt the same without the 5' step this time. 3hp healed, please."
GAME: Robert spends TWO uses of CHARGE POOL.
GAME: You damaged Robert for -3 points. 44 HP remaining. 3 nonlethal damage healed. 13 nonlethal total.
GAME: Robert rolls weapon13-2+2: (12)+12+-2+2: 24
GAME: Robert rolls weapon14-2+2: (14)+12+-2+2: 26
GAME: Robert rolls 2d6+7+4+1d6: (7)+7+4+(5): 23
GAME: Robert rolls 2d6+7+4+1d6: (8)+7+4+(5): 24
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "okay that kills it."</pre>

The blunt force from the hydra's attacks send the Cerenzan reeling and force him to step his stance wider lest he be knocked over. More of the reinforcing armor-scales break away, too, and crumble to ash well before they hit the ground. He tires to say something to Nemori as the thrashing intensifies but the words are lost in the heavy heads crashing across his suit.

He finds an opening, again, and cracks the hydra a third time in the chest. The first of the strike is enough to topple the animal onto its flank, half-submerged in the shallow water. Not giving the monster a chance to rise, Robert steps forward and lifts both hands overhead. Energy surges across his entire form and he drops both of the titan fists down in a brutal haymaker. A thunderous report announces the destruction of scapula and neck-bones as the entirety of the hydra goes limp in the river.

It hisses, taking a blow, taking another. The fire burns away a streak of scales but the sheer percussive power of the titan armour blows right through the magical beast.

"You're supposed to cut off the heads." Sar suggests, raising his axe, about to step forward, when the hydra hisses again like an urgent kettle. It drops, flopping into the marsh.

The orc rushes forward, swinging his axe, lopping off a head, "So's it doesn't come back." He proceeds to wack at the remaining six, each impact giving and severance making the body twitch, an automatic response he takes as remaining signs of life. He swings a seventh time at the last, "You're welcome."

Nemori raises her hand as though to summon more magic.. then drops it as the large suit of titan armour brings the many headed creature down in a most decided manner. Instead, she dismisses the two apparitions, channels a small amount of healing magic into the artificer.. then watches the orc steader proceed to mutilate the rest of the hydra. "Perhaps mounting those will make good deterrents," she suggests to the warrior-farmer.

<pre>GAME: Nemori casts Endure Elements. Caster Level: 7 DC: 15
GAME: Nemori rolls 1d8+5: (2)+5: 7</pre>

"Oh that's a great idea. Yeah!" Sar says, grinning widely, "I can butcher the body for you if you want to take the meat back."

There's a quiet *pwoonk* as the helmet clasp releases and Robert flips the dome back. He glances down at the broken beast as the oruch dismembers it, lifting his gaze to scan the waterline for signs of other creatures.

"Likely it was driven out from its den when the undead passed through..." he muses, as much to himself as the other two. "We'll check the outbuildings, Sar, and then we'll scout out the immediate area just to be sure this was the only one."

The armor is slowly powering down, though the active artificer gadgets continue to color the exterior. Steam leaks out at a slow, steady trickle above a quiet hissing and the arcs of energy play less and less. A metal thumb is tossed towards the wagon even as he starts walking for the boathouse.

"Shuf suggested your stores might've suffered. The stuff in the wagon is yours. This shouldn't take us long..."

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==OOC & Combatty==

''map''
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<pre> ===================== Current Initiative Order - Round 1 =====================
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17 Nemori 1 Flat-footed (0 rnds active)
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17 Herptade
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7 Robert 1 Flat-footed (0 rnds active)
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|Robert |HUMAN |Art | 32 | 45 |21/19/13 | 22 | 8 | 8 | 4 |
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A Gnoment in Time, Part 9

2022-11-12T02:10:44Z

Cryosanthia: Created page with "<div style="padding:5px; background-color:#e7eaea;"> == Log Info == *Title: A Gnoment in Time, Part 9 *Emitter: Whirlpool *Characters: Ravenstongue, Skielstregar, Paenitia, Dirk, Vaera, Lyme *Place: Alexandros Wilderness, the Fernwood *Time: Thursday, November 10, 2022, 9:56 PM *Summary: The adventurers attempt to escape the Felwood. A flock of dark ravens descends, harrying them, pecking, attempting to steal Pothy away from Cor'lana. Their presence fills all with angry,..."

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== Log Info ==
*Title: A Gnoment in Time, Part 9
*Emitter: Whirlpool
*Characters: Ravenstongue, Skielstregar, Paenitia, Dirk, Vaera, Lyme
*Place: Alexandros Wilderness, the Fernwood
*Time: Thursday, November 10, 2022, 9:56 PM
*Summary: The adventurers attempt to escape the Felwood. A flock of dark ravens descends, harrying them, pecking, attempting to steal Pothy away from Cor'lana. Their presence fills all with angry, malevolent feelings they struggle with in their own way. It is only Ravenstongue's great defiance and threats which finally drive the murder away. Though they do not go far, and their evil influence lingers and can be felt. What can't be felt is the curse of the Felwood. The particular spot the expedition finds itself in seems clear, purified. This will only attract worse things, and reprisals, and three of the party are still blind. They make their escape, Skielstregar leading Ramirez, who carries Paenitia, a mini-Lyme, and later Farland. They get free of the woods but there are sounds of pursuit. Invisible pursuit.</div>

<pre>-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Appearing in Order =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Ravenstongue 5'0" 99 Lb Half-Elf Female Short half-elf girl with violet eyes and black hair.
Skielstregar 7'2" 330 Lb Sith-Makar Male A brilliantly silver scale with fangs and empty eyes.
Paenitia 3'0" 34 Lb Halfling Female A Lucht knight, dark skinned in bold feathery finery.
Dirk 4'11" 295 Lb Mountain Dwarf Male A rugged old dwarf, dressed for the outdoors.
Vaera 7'0" 262 Lb Sith-Makar Female A tall, dark red Makari with a metallic leg.
Lyme 7'2" 435 Lb Orc Butch Black-skinned oruch of suitable stature
-=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Far Guard -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Zyla 7'5" 310 Lb Giantborn Female Massive woman in simple clothing and robes.
-=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= NPCs of Note =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Farland Gnome Male Associate of Griva, Resurrectionist, Wizard
-=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= As the GM -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Whirlpool Otyugh I am stinky!
-=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=</pre>

==Previously==

''Cor'lana and Farland make geomancy adjustments to the area, while Paenitia, Vaera, Skielstregar and Lyme stand guard. Something forces vile corruption into a nearby treant, and it awakens. As Cor'lana taps into her Fey heritage to speak with the tree, Paenitia charges with her lance, and Vaera blows it apart. The battle is over before it started. Farland is in shock, staring at the ground, saying it is a dead zone. A flash of light blinds Paenitia and Lyme with horrific visions. Ramirez must be led away.''

''So ...out they go. It's not easy, trying to get out of a twisty and dark misty forest when two members of the party and one steed were blinded by a horrible light.''

''Farland doesn't dare try to use more magic to expedite it, himself. Teleport would be lovely about now, but it's not worth the risk, is it?''

''Still, nothing seems to be happening and then ... fluttering. Soft fluttering in the distance. Birds watching from the trees, now, dozens of them. Showing up. Stalking. Black birds, opposed to Pothy's whiteness. But their eyes are blacker than their feathers.''

''Perhaps they are thinking 'SNACKS!' -- because as as a one, the flock descends.''

==Now==

Birds? Birds. Cor'lana looks totally at peace with the concept of fluttering dark-feathered beings--until they begin to descend.

"Shit shit shit shit shit shit! Please don't harm us, kin of dark feathers! We are only passing through!" she pleads for her life... and with a great reluctance to hurt these birds. <Sylvan>

Pothy, however, glares. He croaks his own raven rejoinder. Cor'lana is /his/ snack provider! Shove off, you rascally ravens!

Skiel cranes his head up, scaled brow rising at the sight of the strange birds forming above them. "Uhhh..." a side glance to the local raven lorekeeper. They're freaking out. Probably not a good sign, especially when one can't catch a lick of what is being frantically pleaded.

With Rameriez's reins in one hand as to lead the blind trio of Lyme, Pae, and handsome Rameriez, the other holding Malefic, the shiny makari steps forward some. "Sssadly, we cannot take chances with thesssse thingssss," he grumbles, tired, but he inhales deeply. Holding his breath for a blast of frigid, draconic air for when they draw close.

Dirk looks up as the ravens start circling, and his eyes get wide. "Beards o' me fathers! Those those aren't -friendly- ravens, are they?" he asks, gripping his thunderbelcher. Lulu flutters her wings, stretching up into her tall, skinny vampirowl shape. From the venomous hiss and click-clack of her beak, she too seems to find the ravens' presence unwholesome. "Hoo! Hoo-oo!" Translated from Owlish, that would be 'Pothy friend, you're not Pothy! Fly off!'

"Ah, they come to peck our eyes. I hear the stories of this." Paenitia says, sounding resigned. There is little cheer in her voice. She bangs her two shields together, but otherwise remains seated and does little. "Find straps on the saddle and buckle in, Lyme, in case brave Ramirez try the dance of the blind."

Ramirez caws a low and threatening 'ruaaaaaaah'. He hears the other birds. He can do nothing.

Vaera is patiently guiding the blind bird horse, something that takes a much more hurried pace as the air becomes filled with the sounds of birds in the air.

"I am not staying put to find out what has that many birds riled up, especially if it is us, which it may very well be." The red makari chuffs. "Stay close, I'll keep as clear a path as I can manage. I don't believe we are properly equipped to drive them off."

They descend on you en masse, a dozen -- no several dozen. A hundred. Their beaks slash at you, their talons graze. It's a swirling whirlwind of black feathers. Attacking. The entreaties, they clearly do not care for. Their eyes are a different, malevolent shade of red, where they're not simply pits of darkness.

Farland screams and does his best to ward them off. His own magical defenses do seem to do a fair job of protecting him from the worst of it.

<pre><OOC> Skielstregar was going to blast em with draconic breath, "30' cone, cold, DC 18 reflex for half off"
GAME: Skielstregar rolls 3d6: (10): 10
<OOC> Whirlpool says, "Doesn't have much impact!"</pre>

Skielstregar is ready! He's done this before! Flash freeze a whole slew of enemies! The silver in him would be proud! Defend your friends! "Obssserve!"

His maw opens, bringing with it a veritable blast of sub-zero air and wind that coats the ground! Stings the air! And turns the ravens into popsi-

"Wait wha- aaaaaaaaaaAAA-!"

It's not very effective...

<pre>GAME: Ravenstongue rolls Intimidate: (17)+19: 36</pre>

Cor'lana endures this whirlwind of talons and beaks. Suddenly she realizes why they call a group of ravens an unkindness, and her grimace turns more and more foul (fowl?) by the second--

And then Pothy cries out as one demonic raven strikes him. There's a sudden anger that brims in the sorceress's violet eyes, and she screams out: "ENOUGH! I am the child of the Feathered One! Fall away before I rip all of your wings from your forms!" <Sylvan>

Paenitia hunches down, lowering her shields to either side of Ramirez, protecting his head and neck. "Crouch to my back Lyme." She orders. Already small of stature, she makes herself as tiny a ball as she can and relies on her unbreakable armour to stave off the worst of it. Her shields ring as she bounces beaks that are snapping for her trusty mount, who must rely on softer armour, and thick feathers to keep himself safe.

Dirk claps a hand over his tricorne and ducks down. "GAH! LEAVE OFF!" he thunders as beaks and talons peck and slash at his leathery hide. Lulu hop-hops along his shoulder, ducking and weaving to keep from getting her feathers plucked. She gives the ravens another mean-spirited hiss, snapping her beak at any who dive too close. "Cor'lana?! Are we shootin' these fuckin' things?!" he calls over in a strangled tone.

Be it the threats of violence, the cold breath, or Raventongue's command, the birds do break off after a painful, aggravating moment. They tear into the sky, their shapes merging, coalescing into darkness before *exploding* outwards in a flash of power and hate.

You can feel it. The hate. It burns through you.

Vaera keeps pushing through the forest, keeping in front of the hippogryph since they still had eyes to react to any hazards. They don't stop as the birds vanish, but they do turn their head back to see them vanish for a moment.

"Well, it seems they are less corporeal than their talons made them feel." Vaera chuffs. "There is no time for theorizing however, we need to keep moving. The sooner we are out of these magic warped forests, the better."

Skiel does his best to defend from the swarm of dread ravens. Thankfully his scales lend to most of the shielding, nothing more than scratches and scrapes. But they sting. Stinging like... how utterly useless that frost was. There's a low growl as there's reprieve, Skielstregar looking up to watch the swarm explode away.

The makari's halberd slowly leans over to tap against the side of Skiel's skull. He huffs in annoyance. "Of course we need to keep moving," he rumbles snidely. "Thiss one tired of ssstupid birdsss and fey thingsss."

With a scowl, he's gathering his things to press forward.

Anger gives way to something darker in Cor'lana's eyes as the unkindness of ravens converges into the burst of *hatred* that spears through her. She cries out and stumbles a little in place, her hands going to her face, where hot tears flow through the cracks between her fingers.

There's a quiet whimper that comes from her--but only one sound. She tears her hands away from her face, her violet eyes still wet from her angered anguish. She shoots a look at Skielstregar's direction with the remark--as does Pothy--but she just looks down to her hands...

And she walks with the group, an occasional sniffle leaving her.

The Red Knight dares raise her head, blindly she turns her smiling visor to face Skielstregar, "Friend Dragon, they are gone? Or they muster for the next attack?"

She felt the vile wave of feeling blast through her, many sensations and emotions have buffeted the little lucht, she holds tight to her saddle. "We get through this Ramirez."

They aren't visible, but the feeling of enmity remains.

Farland sinks down to a knee, groaning. "That was ... that was notr okay." He's a bit bloodied. The ravens didn't really harm you, overlymuch. Some scratches, but a bunch of adventurers has endured far, *far* worse.

"... can you feel it?" He must not mean the hate. Everyone feels that, but something else.

"It's ... gone." HE glances towards Cor'lana, seeking her confirmation.

<pre>GAME: Ravenstongue rolls Spellcraft: (14)+14: 28
GAME: Skielstregar rolls spellcraft: (16)+6: 22
GAME: Vaera rolls spellcraft: (10)+8: 18
GAME: Dirk rolls Spellcraft: (7)+5: 12</pre>

"No Farland, I do not feel the many things. This is why I have the adamantine thick heavy plate armour. The world is far away." Paenita explains, laughing, "you will to tell us the thing that is gone that is also the thing we do not see."

Cor'lana's eyes widen. She pants hard as she looks around. The tears leaking those violet eyes are still there--but they slow as she turns to Farland.

"The curse," she says. "These are cursed woods. But... The curse is gone /here/. This spot we're all standing in? It's not cursed anymore. The rest of these godsforsaken woods are cursed, but not /here/."

There's a wonder in her face now. "Were... Were these woods cursed with some sort of divine hatred?" she asks aloud.

"I can not say for certain." Vaera offers. "The birds flew back a moment ago and vanished, but there is still something odd in the air, something that may be linked to them, the forest, the birds, or something controlling them." Vaera chuffs. "I am well aware we need to keep moving, but as you can see-"

Vaera gestures to Farland on their knees. "Whether or not the curse is gone here, we are still surrounded by hostile woods that have recently tried to attack us, with some of us injured and three still blinded, so I am trying to make it clear we need to keep moving."

Dirk stares all around, softly panting for breath as the ravenstorm abates. "Curse? Bah! I cannae shoot a -curse-!" he grumbles. Lulu relaxes back into her soft, plump little owl shape, turning and hoo-hooting at her master. He looks over at her and grunts. "No, I dinnae think -you- can shoot a curse either, lass." He looks up and around. "So... if -this- part isn't cursed anymore... why is that? Did summat come along an'... I dunno... wash it away? Wash it clean, somehow? Like a magicked mop an' broom, like in that one fairy tale?"

Skielstregar shakes his head. "It'sss gone. The birdsss," he rumbles with a bit of frustration, that he couldn't extract satisfaction from them, to Paenitia for her question.

He turns his head towards Cor'lana and Pothy. Meeting their look. Dead gaze stares on at them. Malefic taps his skull again with a quiet >clink<.

"... grrr... what curssse?" he rumbles, cutting a glare to the weapon. "The weird magicssss curse? If that isss the case then ussse magicsss to get usss out, Farland. If not, it doesssn't egg-sssucking matter. We walk one way, fey woodsss do their absssurd fey bullshit no matter what."

"If we broke the curse here, the forest will know," is what Farland says.

"... I think we need to go. If the magical curse of the Felwood itself has become unstable, we're in grave danger."

He points east.

"...let's go. Fast. Now. NOW NOW NOW."

Well, that's all Cor'lana needs to go. "Let's move, Pothy," she tells him. She's not exactly keen on finding out what the forest will do to them. She has a Telamon to go home to!

Pothy seems to agree. He has snacks to go home to! "NOW NOW NOW," he says, mimicking Farland as Cor'lana books it eastward.

'Ruaaah!' Ramirez squawks

"No Ramirez, do not run with the blind eyes, we will find all the trees." Paenitia cautions, "follow Friend Dragon as fast as he goes. Lyme, you are to hold so you do not bounce onto the tail."

The little lucht turns her head towards a spot between Vaera and Skielstregar, "We are ready."

"Alright, so we do not stop, that is good to confirm." Vaera chuffs once, grabbing the lead and jogging off once everyone else was moving.

"Well why didn't you sssay that to ssstart...!" Skiel huffs at Farland, wrapping Rameriez's reins around his fist as he takes off at a brisk jog to lead the paladina and Lyme off with the others.

There's a panicked look in Cor'lana's eyes as she realizes something. Pothy on her shoulder seems to realize it, too. He croaks and burrows his face into Cor'lana's hair.

"I'm /not/ letting the flock take you," she says, tears flowing down her face again. "You're... You're all I have left of Mom, I can't--I /can't/--"

She scoops Pothy into her arms and holds him close to her heart as she continues to run, holding him tightly so that the flock can't take him away--can't take her little brother away, can't take her mother away.

Farland is breaking into a dead run. It's as fast as his little legs can take him. This is the best idea he has right now, which given that he's a wizard capable of a great many things that you've all seen, probably says something about the panic and urgency he's operating under.

The woods seem to be closing in all around you.

The hate clings to you, like you've stepped into a cobweb you can't get rid of.

"It will be alright if we focus." Vaera growls. "Focus, do not let your emotions cloud your thought, turn to something productive, such as what you can do to keep him safe, rather than empty affirmations."

With Skielstregar guiding the hippogryph, Vaera slows down to where Farland was. "Climb on, now, we will get out of here faster if we need not wait for you."

Hate. It's something close to Skielstregar, woven into another part of him that he tries his best to wrangle and subdue. The cobwebs cling easily to him, distracting him. But his halberd keeps up that little >clinking< against his head. "You're telling thisss one nothing, Malefic...!" he hisses at it, talons hitting the ground hard with every clanking jog. "If you coul-"

Vaera speaks. He scowls and scoffs, maw twitching around fangs. "Fine.

Still, he leads the trio of the blind. Part of him still sticking to his old duties.

"We shall sing the song, to encourage the fast movement, yes?" Paenitia says cheerfully, bouncing and clanking in the saddle.

:: ''"Three blind mice,"''
:: ''"Three blind mice"''
:: ''"See how they run."''

:: ''"RUN RUN RUN!"''

She breaks into giggles, a cruel counterpart to the suffering of some of her fellows, but laughter is the way she battles despair.

"Keep RUN my friends, we will see the other side. The only way is through."

Cor'lana's arms are still tight around Pothy. She's not giving him up to these woods of hatred. She's not giving up what she had that passed for a family as a child, back in that isolated home in a little village in Rune...

"I love you, I love you, I love you, Pothy," she murmurs to him. Maybe hate can be defeated with love. Paenitia's Tarien-joy is helping her, too.

Pothy shivers into Cor'lana's embrace, the bird not moving a feather. He whistles things that only she can hear and understand--his true voice telling her that he loves her too. That he's sorry, like it's his fault, like all of this is somehow his fault.

<pre>GAME: Vaera rolls survival: (12)+13: 25
GAME: Ravenstongue rolls Survival: (19)+2: 21
GAME: Paenitia rolls survival: (14)+0: 14, "plus whatever penalties for blind"
GAME: Skielstregar rolls survival: (14)+12: 26</pre>

The mists grow thick and choking again as you retreat from the corrupted glade you were in. A dead run, mounted or otherwise, is the best you can do, but hte forest is twisted, easy to lose your sense of direction here. Finally, though, you break free of the quickly encroaching darkness, managing to stay together and find yourself beyond the boundaries of the demonically corrupted woods, like passing through a barrier that wipes away the oppressive feeling of hate.

Once she passes through the borderlands of the woods and the feeling of hatred lifts away from her--the ethereal flock of birds tearing away from Pothy--Cor'lana falls to her knees once all is safe. She just quietly holds Pothy for a moment, bringing him up to her face for a long and close cuddle--his fluffy head against her forehead, his beak against her nose.

"Thank you for holding on," she manages to warble out after a moment. "I tried to protect you. I..."

She swallows. "I protected you. Like a big sister should." And she just continues to hold Pothy.

"Ah, I feel the plunge, like into the cold stream. The twisted heart as slip away, the fist unclench, we are free of the Felwood?" Paenitia asks, her head turning slightly to one side then the other. Even Ramirez has a lighter step, although his head doesn't stray from the direction of the reins.

Lyme does, indeed, hold on, vision not returning quickly. His fingers wind tight into Ramirez' feathers, as he screws up his courage against the helplessness of sudden blindness and the virulence of hatred. He hunkers low, as if expecting a blow to land across his shoulders... ...but it never comes. After they pass through the barrier, he straightens a little, experimentally, though he's aware that sooner or later the shrinking magic will wear off. He blinks his eyes, willing his vision to return.

Skiel runs. His complaining maw shut, yet the nasty parts of him gnaw at his brain to make more quips and express frustration, anger. Hatred. His weapon ceased its clanking. Instead, opting to point in a direction as they went. It seemed useless at first, but it helped keep a steady heading. Was it pointing the way? Skiel didn't know. Didn't care. Everything was just getting him really pi-

Then they pass through the unseen boundaries of the cursed wood. All those feelings become squashed. Reined in. And instead, he turns to the group with wide, sad eyes. "... thisss one didn't mean to be rude..." he says quietly.

He watches Cor'lana hug Pothy protectively, an empathetic frown playing on his features. Holding that for a bit before mentioning to Paenitia, "Yesss, we are out," in a rumble. "But we should not linger. Come, Ssshamansss, ssstand tall and let usss render aid unto our blinded compatriotssss."

Farland, having accepted that offer of a ride, looks deeply shaken. He's not thrilled.

"...two things," he says rather breathlessly, "it means we can break the curse on the Felwood, but we'll make whatever's left of it really angry when we do, and two, magic has a problem that's only getting worse. Everything is changing again."

Vaera stops outside the the borders of the felwood, but not out of choice. She turns around, balancing Farland on her shoulders.

"It is alright, whatever wove those creatures to harry us clouded our emotions. " Vaera chuffs. "Skielstregar is correct, we need to keep moving still, the felwood is not confined completely, and we need not push our luck. We learned some valuable information, but it means little if we do not actually tell anyone or make good on it."

Cor'lana gets up to her feet once she gathers the strength to do so again. She dries the tears on her face with a hand, but she hasn't let go of Pothy yet in the other arm. He doesn't look like he's protesting that, either, as he shifts so that his beak is resting into the crook underneath her chin.

"We know more now than when we came here," she says resolutely. Her attention turns to Farland. "How do we proceed from here? Are we headed back home to Alexandria?"

"We have no eyes to flee. If Lulu or Pothy take the reins, they could be the eyes to fly Ramirez there. You would have the easier time without us." Paenitia says, "I hear the pain in your voices from what nearly happen, so I do not ask for that. It is too close to the cursed wood for the magic mansion refuge."

"I think it is as the Friend Dragons both say, all we have is to keep run at great speed."

'''>crick<'''

A sound from the forest. A small one. A single snap.

Skiel is about to have more to say with regards to Farland's revelations and the others' concern. But his head whips around towards the forest from the sound. "... thisss one thinksss we flee /away/ from the spooky woodssss..." he murmurs, taking a few steps away with Rameriez's leads in hand. Steps turn into walking, which turns into a light jog. "Come, come, we need to go. If we get far enough away, thisss one can ssssummon usss ridessss."

"Shit." Lyme heard that -- still blind, though, he straightens up and tries to keep the panic out of his voice. "Who was that?"

Cor'lana looks in that direction, too, and her arms go tightly around Pothy again as she sprints to keep up with Skielstregar. "I'm not going back in there. They tried to take Pothy from me," she decides out loud. "Let's go. Pothy, you are getting buried in snacks when we're home."

Nothing happens. A little time passes. Silence.

And then: .... *crack*.

"The noise that is stopping us leaving." Paenitia replies, leaning to pat Ramirez on the neck, "you are the most handsome. Be ready run when you are pull."

Farland clears his throat. "Let's see if we can't deal with this blindness, hm? I've got some water, let's splash it on your eyes..."

This will take a moment, but well, it might help.

"I am not sure what that sound is, I have no desire to find out at this current moment." Vaera offers once they are breaking into a run as well. "Please, no more stops until we are well and truly away from this place. I am sorry Ramirez, but you will need to carry a bit more for a moment." They add while lifting Farland up and depositing him on the hippogryph to see if the water would help any.

There's a cawhinny of acceptance as Farland's weight is added to Ramirez's back. Fortunately, he has a strong back, and the gnome is not a weighty weight. While roomy, it is still awkward to manipulate and maneuver on the bird-horse's back for something as delicate as pouring water over the eyes.

"Wash the Lyme first, I steady you, then we try Ramirez, so that Friend Dragon can free his hands." Paenitia suggests, as they bound along, "I take the last handfulls."

"I'd cast a quickening spell, but all things considered, I do /not/ want to mess with the magic around here right now," Cor'lana says. She looks uneasy as the group remains close to the Felwood, but moving away from it abates it, somewhat.

Skiel continues to lead the now three person blind Rameriez ride, him stowing one of his halberd onto his back so he can free it up. "Yesss, thisss one agreeesss with Ravensss. They do not want to messs with the magicsss here. Do the fixesss, Farland assss we go!"

<pre>GAME: Paenitia rolls perception: (20)+6: 26
GAME: Skielstregar rolls perception: (9)+13: 22
GAME: Ravenstongue rolls Perception: (13)+4: 17
GAME: Vaera rolls perception: (7)+13: 20</pre>

... you can sense it, now. Something is following you. You can't see it yet. Perhaps it's invisible, like the creature was that night before? You're moving further away from the forest, and your eyuesight is clearing up thanks to time, water, and help, but ...

... something. Definitely following you.

"It better not be another of those invisible creatures.

Lyme, Ramirez, and finally Paenitia gets to wash her eyes with Farland's special water. In her case, it's as simple as filling the eye-cups of her goggles and then slamming them against her face visor.

A couple times is necessary.

As the water trickles down inside her armour, her sight starts to return. By her waist, she can see fuzzy forms, once her feet are wet and droplets are trickling out her sabatons, her vision has fully returned.

That strange sensation she's feeling, everyone might be feeling, she knows is not her imagination. "Something follow. It is there, no doubt, you have the fae fire or the invisibility purge? Or the big bag of flour, now is the time to use on the pursuer."

"It better not be another of those invisible creatures again." Vaera growls to no one in particular. "Well, we killed one before, or at least Skielstregar did. Are you sure no one has it out for you Farland? Because this is two in one day if that is the case."

<pre><OOC> Ravenstongue says, "Whirl, cPerception to figure out where I can target the invisible creature with Glitterdust?"
GAME: Ravenstongue rolls Perception: (13)+4: 17</pre>

"I mean, there are plenty of people that have it out for me," answers Farland, "But I don't think it's any of them."

Cor'lana makes a 'tch' noise of frustration as she casts a look at the environment. "I can't figure out where exactly it is, or I'd toss more of my glitter spell at it," she says. "But we /can't/ bring it back to the city."

<pre>GAME: Skielstregar casts See Invisibility. Caster Level: 9 DC: 14</pre>

Skielstregar tosses the reins up to Paenitia once she and the crew get their vision back, him grabbing his halberd once more. He makes a sort of... whining/concerned sound. "Ugh... thisss one /might/ be able to do ssssomething? Haven't practiced. But the magicsss here isss bad...!"

The others bring up good points... Screw it. "Hmpf! Fine!" A hand wreathes in black ichor, the palm smearing across both his his eyes, leaving with it a black stain. "Show yourself, coward...!" he growls.

Eyes pulse a dull, ethereal silver.

It chooses not to.

Whatever it is hovers just beyond visible reach a moment longer. Then a little longer...

And then ... a flood of shadow begins crawling across the ground towards you. Shadow itself, stretching out long fingers...

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In Search of... Mr. Tibbys

2022-11-12T02:02:47Z

Cryosanthia: Created page with "<div style="padding:5px; background-color:#e7eaea;"> == Log Info == *Title: In Search of... Mr. Tibbys *Emitter: Cryosanthia *Characters: Barclaiigh, Shilde *Place: Campus of the Practical Arcanists *Time: Wednesday, November 09, 2022, 9:41 PM, Thursday, November 10, 2022, 7:22 PM *Summary: The Assistant Director of Dungeon Studies and Mythical Monsters has lost a monster and needs some intrepid adventurers to find him on the Campus of the Practical Arcanists. Barclaiigh..."

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== Log Info ==
*Title: In Search of... Mr. Tibbys
*Emitter: Cryosanthia
*Characters: Barclaiigh, Shilde
*Place: Campus of the Practical Arcanists
*Time: Wednesday, November 09, 2022, 9:41 PM, Thursday, November 10, 2022, 7:22 PM
*Summary: The Assistant Director of Dungeon Studies and Mythical Monsters has lost a monster and needs some intrepid adventurers to find him on the Campus of the Practical Arcanists. Barclaiigh and Shilde, dwarf druids with some large animal companions, are up to the task. They first investigate the Monster Menagerie, a small zoo holding unusual beasts. Mr Tibbys, the mini-manticore, hasn't been seen in months. Talking with the animal residents, official and unoffical of the zoo, they determine the manticore stops in and consider setting a trap. However, they decide to search and finally locate the kitty-scorpion near the night food trucks. As they approach, the manticore attacks, flinging spines and attempting to flee. He evades and entanglement spell, but not the giant jaws of a flying allosaur, at which point Mr Tibbys surrenders.</div>

<pre>-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Appearing -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Barclaiigh 4'5" 202 Lb Mountain Dwarf Male A thick tree-trunk of a dwarf. Wavy auburn hair, loose traveling clothes.
Shilde 4'4" 160 Lb Khazad-Aul Female Tall for a dwarf, long blonde hair in a thick braid, big blue eyes.
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-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= As the GM -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Cryosanthia 6'9" 291 Lb Sith-Makar Female A dashingly tall, elegant white-scaled lizard woman.
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"Ooo. 'e's such a sweetheart, 'e is. I've no idea where 'e's run off to." The Assistant Director of Dungeon Studies and Mythical Monsters explains. The A-D of DS & MM is an elderly lucht in his hundred and fifties, as wide as he is tall. His office is located in one of the side buildings on the campus of the Practical Aracanists. "Someone left the menagerie door open, an' off 'e goes."

He turns to putter around, opening filing cabinets and checking under stacks of paper, rambling as he does. "Ownin' cats gives you a real appreciation. 'ey take such care of your plants, an' all the resentment for feedin' them."

"AH"

He turns around and produces a colour sketch of an affable looking feline. Although there are some oddities, cats don't typically have bat wings nor a scorpion tail.

"Well that little fella is plum adorable," Barclaiigh observes, taking the picture and holding it over for Shilde to see. He readjusts his grip, his thumb pulling back to reveal the scorpion's tail. "Wait a dang ol' second..."

The Khazadi shaman squints at the paper.

"Y'all dress your kitty up for a costume party?" He purses his wide lips in thought, causing his caterpillar mustache to flare up beneath his nose. "How're them there wings? Workin' yet or is he like to be prowlin' around causin' mischief without th' added fun'a flyin'?"

"Eh. Y've been practicin' yer flyin, 'claiigh. If it's bobbin' about, ye'll catch it.. an' it'll likely be easier t'spot if it is." Shilde picks between her teeth with a thick thumbnail while she takes a gander at the proferred sketch. "Don't look like no normal cat."

"Oh no, oh no. 'e's a rare mini-manticore, a kitten, kept small with magics and proper diet" The lucht reassures. "Mr. Tibbys wouldn't 'urt a fly, but maybe a mouse. Yes, heh-heh, great mouser."

"It has been... a few months, but that wouldn't have been enough time, oh no, oh no." The lucht keeps shaking his head, "reports of 'im 'round campus have been increasin', so the director asked me to get him back, double sure."

<pre>GAME: Barclaiigh rolls Sense Motive: (16)+5: 21 (vs DC21)
GAME: Shilde rolls sense motive: (20)+5: 25 (vs DC21)</pre>

The Assistant Director of Dungeon Studies and Mythical Monsters may be blinded by his professional love. That manticore might be dangerous, larger, and/or flying around.

"Y'all lost this lil' feller a... few months ago?" Barclaiigh's eyebrows scrunch together in puzzlement as he holds the paper back over. "Some folk keep pet squirrels'n birds an' the like. Reckon folk'd be a bit steamed if they done got stung'n ett."

The dwarf reaches up after the paper is taken, hooking his meaty fingers on his darkwood breastplate's gorget and letting his forearms rest against the armor. He takes a deep breath and gives a sigh.

"That's mighty kind of you to say, miss Shilde," he grins a little goofy, glancing at her. Clearing his throat, he returns to task. "Might be this ain't the proper place fer this kind'a critter, friend. Even if we catch him might be we should see him put out t'be with some of his own."

Turning, he considers the blonde Khazadi woman a moment, looking for agreement. "... months?" He can't help but ask a second time.

Shilde puts her thick fingers to the side of her forehead, rubbing small circles while she does her best to keep from scowling. Which is a monumental task. "Months," she says, echoing Barclaiigh. "Y'mean.. months since ye took it, not months since it went missin, aye?" Torn between feeling like she shouldn't have to clarify that, but knowing she'll regret it if she doesn't, she opens her eyes back up to stare at the halfling. "'Cause I know yer not tellin' us this thing's been on th'loose fer months." Except, she doesn't know.

The AD of DS & MM takes out a leather bag and rattles it, "'ere's 'is favourite snacks, 'e'll come right for 'em and snap 'em up!"

"Oh yes, oh yes," He nods vigorously, "sent out a request for 'elp right quick. I couldn't imagine Mr Tibbys out in the cold an' the wet, shiverin' away, thinking I abandoned 'im."

A few months ago Alexandria was smothered in a heat wave.

"The guild tells me they lost tha postin'. I wondered, oh, all those sleepless nights, why no one came." He rubs his hands together, "oh please no, don't send 'im to the farm. 'e's a good, luvely kitty. Promise you'll do the utmost care to capture 'im safe. 'e's been gone so long!"

Bar takes the treats and hooks the bag onto his belt, looping the thong around carefully with his sausage fingers to make sure they won't go anywhere. His hands are a mess of geometric scaring and dark, druidic rune tattoos.

"Ain't no harm in makin' a point to wrangle the fella soft-like, first," he tells the halfling with another dubious look. "But I reckon if he's had a growth spurt'r two... well, ain't like we can let irresponsible pet ownership lead t'folks gettin' killt." He scratches his beard in thought. "But y'all lucked out... might not be many better at gettin' a critter t'see eye t'eye."

The shaman hoists his belt and takes a step back, half-turning and tossing his head out the way they came. "Got us a pair'a furry friends ourselves."

Licking his lips, he considers Shilde and her questions, sighing, and asks the halfling one last thing. "Not fer nothin'... but, what's the day'n date? We been out on the road a bit..."

Shilde doesn't turn to go right away when Barclaiigh does... instead she remains in place, and.. yes. There it is. The scowl she was trying to keep at bay. Its full force gets fixed upon the halfling. She only turns away from the assistant director when Barclaiigh pauses to ask about the date. "One of these days.." she mutters, stepping up to the other dwarf and then past him.

"Oh it's Tariday, and it's..." He turns around and peers at a wall calendar, set to last month. He taps a square, "This one."

Reassuring.

"Oh what are your friends? Are they outside! Would you be able to bring them to a class for ... oh, your busy folk, right, and I'm holdin' you up from getting Mr Tibbys back."

He trundles over to the door, "academic studies," and waves for the pair to exit.

It's highly unlikely that a manticore of any size is wandering the corridors, and while the campus of the Arcanists is large, it's not that large and is in the middle of a city. The only real 'wild space' is a wooded park that reaches down to the tornmwar. There is sports field, a central commons with some benches, various buildings, a greenhouse and a magical lab.

Lots of places a regular cat could be, fewer if it was larger. Regular pedestrians and a distinct lack of screams are a positive sign... that finding Mr. Tibbys will take a little searching.

Going quickly from being a bit sympathetic and confounded to barking a laugh in spite of himself, Barclaiigh nods at the professor. "Yeah, I reckon. Maybe...

"Y'all got anyone? A misses? Kin? An assistant? Things so hectic these days, the days can run away from y'all if yer not careful..." He smiles his friendly, guileless smile and shrugs. "Reckon we can talk later... time to wrangle yer kitty."

His armor rattles and clatters as he turns to catch up with his partner. "Y'hear that, miss Shilde? He wants Rocky fer show'n tell." He's grinning a bit like an idiot.

"Bah. Yer's bad as Rocky'd be," Shilde snorts. "A'right. Might be we'll wanna check its pen, first. An' see if maybe the other animals know, aye? Mice. Birds. Cats. Could get Rocky t'sniffin.. but not knowin' how long ago it disappeared, that might not be much help."

The menagerie pens are around back of the magical beasts building. Generally accessible through the building but there are also gates in the walls. It's effectively a mini zoo with several animal pens. One is for birds, another is water-filled. There's one pen that is frozen, a few normal sized and appearing enclosures.

No attendents currently, and one obviously empty unit.

Laughing in spite of himself (and a little harder for Shilde's comments), Barclaiigh jogs up to pass Shilde and hold the office door open for her. He nods his agreement. "Plum clever idea... even if th'chances are piddlin' after the critters been out'n about so long. Still a good place'a start."

The dwarf detours to the large lump of snoring bear, curled up like an oversized armadillo beneath his enchanted barding. "Alright, fella, y'got more'n yer fair share'a snoozes at th'e Grove these past two days. We gotta work," he grunts as he crouches down and takes a knee. He takes Porter's face in his hands and lifts it up, going nose-to-nose and mocking the bears tired moaning. "Oooooaruh yerself, fuzzy. Let's make like rocks'n roll."

There's some vigorous neck-scritches and the wants-to-be-hibernating black bear is up and moving in short order.

At the pens, he stops and cranes his neck to have a look around. Porter chuffs, sweeping his snout across the ground and having a sniff.

"... seems a bit unfair," he grunts for no one at the row of cages. "Had more room on the farm'n this fer the critters."

One of the enclosures is an aviary, the water filled one has several small alligators and snakes. The snow-filled cage doesn't appear to have an occupants. There is a pen with a scratching post and ball.

In addition, there are small critters that aren't residents but which benefit from the regular feedings and unattended food.
A sharp whistle and a smack on her hip summons Rocky, though it's not immediate.. there are too many interesting things about, after all. In fact, him joining the trio (two dwarfs and a bear) probably has more to do with them leaving without him than any real obedience to the female druid. Even after he joins up, he cavorts.. nipping at Porter's heels, chasing after a bit of fluff that floats by...

The dog's behaviour doesn't seem to bother Shilde, however. Almost like the more 'civilized' a place she's in, the more secretly happy she is with him being a nuisance. Particularly when faced with civilization like this....

Yes, there's the scowl again. "Alright. Ye wanna have a sniff around, then?" she asks Barclaiigh as her eyes settle on the unofficial residents. "Me'n them're gonna have a word, I think."

<pre>GAME: Shilde casts Speak With Animals. Caster Level: 8 DC: 16
GAME: Shilde rolls wildempathy: aliased to druid+charisma: (9)+8+1: 18 (vs DC18 - success, unfriendly to indifferent)</pre>

The local unofficial residents remain in the walls and the unused bedding in the pens. They don't seem to want to have a word. 'Hide, hide'.

<pre><OOC> Barclaiigh says, "So Porter has scent. Base DC is 10 modified by how pungent the order is."
<OOC> Barclaiigh says, "Then +2 to the DC for each -hour- since the target was there. So, if it's been months it's a no-go."
<OOC> Barclaiigh says, "Bar'll just use regular Perception to line up the animal with the sketch and then compare the size"
<OOC> Cryosanthia nods, "It's been months, yes. Okay. You can roll perception
GAME: Barclaiigh rolls Perception: (16)+16: 32</pre>

"Ayup!" Barclaiigh agrees. He totally didn't pick up a stick and huck it back the way they came for Rocky to run off and chase it down. The happy dwarf rubs Porter's flank and moves towards the pen with scratching post and ball. He makes sure it's empty before letting her and Porter in to have a look around.

"Alright, fella, let's put that nose'a yers t' work..." Meanwhile, he squints his tiny eyes and has a look for tracks and other animal sign.

The pen has a plaque, 'Mini-Manticore - Mr Tibbys', and seems suitable for a creature the size of the average dog, or smaller. An oversized feline would fit just fine, and from the area set as a bed, the food bowl, the level between platforms, it likely housed something in that range, a big cat.

The food is long gone. There are tracks, but no scent.

Shilde kneels near where she suspects the rodent population hides.. or at least enters the area. The signs that they do are plain to her, at least. Nibbled feed bags, droppings in the corners that get missed during the sweeping. She doesn't seem put off by the initial reluctance of the diminutive squatters, instead reaching into a pouch to pull out a few pieces of.. yes.. cheese. It is cliche. But it's also so tasty! She puts in on the floor in front of her. "Food?" she asks, though the sounds come out more as squeaks to the untrained ears. "Food for favour? More food."

The cheese is effective. A few whiskered noses appear, followed by sleek, creeping forms that scuttle over to the cheese. 'Favour. Favour. Favour while food.' Appears to be the consensus. The rats are willing to answer while they're eating.

There are manticore quills in the cage. They are smaller than typical, also oddly soft with a residue inside them. The residue is some kind of poison, too old to be effective.

<pre>GAME: Barclaiigh rolls Survival: (11)+18: 29
<OOC> Barclaiigh says, "Not going to go too far but want to get a general sense for which way the kitty went."</pre>

"We ain't gonna go far, miss Shilde," Barclaiigh announces after wrapping the quills in an old rag and stuffing them into a pouch. He grins and nods at Porter when the bear makes a disappointed noise and they both start off to follow the tracks while the other half of their group consorts with rodentia.

"Looking for big bat-cat," Shilde explains, attempting the mental gymnastics required to explain from the perspective of the rats. She tosses one of the pieces of cheese across into Mr Tibbys pen... not so much to get the rats to chase it, but to try and coax a reaction.. perhaps a label.. from them before crumbling a few more pieces from her small cheese wheel out for them. "Must find." A hand gets held up in acknowledgement to Barclaiigh, but her attention remains upon the group of squeakers.. the spell won't last long, after all.

'Bad. Bad. Bad. Bad. Gone. Good Gone.' The squeakers have a consensus. They didn't like Mr Tibbys and they're happy he left. Only one of the nibblers adds anything new. 'Up, roof. Likes water.' By the sense of it, the rat means the water enclosure. It clearly isn't there, but that suggests down by the Tornmwar might be a possibility.

As well as any belfry on any building nearby.

Outside the menagerie enclosure is too travelled on the ground for evidence to remain. The roof is a possibility.

"... huh," Bar muses from where he stands outside. Both he and the bear have their necks craned to look up the menagerie wall and consider the various scratches and score marks. "Alright, fella," he sighs with a smile, "keep an eye on th'lady for me." He points and waves a pudgy finger back and forth in front of the door to the barn.

Once Porter has bellowed his agreement, the Khazadi shaman fishes out his boar's tusk necklace and begins a quick chant. He reaches his thick arms out wide and jumps, flapping like an idiot until he pops down into the form of a common barn owl midair. "This'll be a hoot, y'all..!"

Then he's flapping, head spinning circuits on his downy shoulders as he climbs and finds a perch on the roof. Landing, he starts the process of waddle-hopping his way around at a rather awkward rate. There are a lot of "hups!" as he goes, too. "... iiiinnerestin'. Huh."

Hoot, he goes. Hootie-hoo. "Reckon we might could jus' wait for him, miss Shilde." He's perched on the edge of the roof, his fluffy owl butt sticking up into the air behind him as he peers through a window. "Fella's comin' back frequent. Fresh tracks up'ere."

"Aye. Bad kitty," Shilde says to the mice. Not necessarily agreeing.. but from their perspective, it certainly wouldn't be a great neighbour. She breaks down the last of the cheese and tosses it to the mice in thanks.. not promising that the creature won't return, but appreciative of their help nonetheless. Then she brushes her hands off after smelling of of her fingers regretfully, and turns to wander outside with Porter... once again whistling for Rocky. She watches the owldruid for a little bit, cocking her ear as he reports down to her. "Might be best, aye.. if'n we can hide from 'im. Could check down by the river, too... or couple other places up high. Th'rats had a few things t'say."

"Reckon we could," agrees the Bar'owl. He grunts and gives a couple flaps to get himself oriented rightside-up again and puts his head back on the swivel. "Well, if these readin' types lack fer somethin' it ain't buildin's."

The tawny bird's chest puffs out and then eases back down as the druid enjoys the variant feel of his borrowed shape.

"Howabout we have the fellas follow down below'n have a fly, you'n me, miss Shilde..?" It might be the first time an owl puts his weight on one claw and kicks the other bashfully. "Yer boys always keen fer a run an' Porter'll manage." The owl shrugs. "It might be fun?"

''Thursday, November 10, 2022, 7:22 PM''

<pre><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "okay. So I've thought how your searching could go, Roll stealth for yourselves and your animal companions and Mr Tibbys will roll perception against the lowest DC. If successful, it will be a bonus to his stealth, although Barc and Shilde can also roll animal empathy, and against his sense motive, and if he fails, he doesn't notice you're suspicious, so it would only be his regular stealth you'd roll perceptions against."
<OOC> Barclaiigh says, "hahaha, I'll roll for Porter and I'm sure that'll be the lowest."
GAME: Barclaiigh rolls 1d20+2-1: (14)+2+-1: 15 (Porter Stealth)
GAME: Barclaiigh rolls Stealth+2+8: (11)+2+2+8: 23, "Owl is Tiny (+8 to stealth) and +4 Dex bonus for Size."
GAME: Shilde casts Reduce Animal. Caster Level: 8 DC: 17 (Owl)
GAME: Shilde rolls 1d20+3: (12)+3: 15, (Rocky's stealth)
GAME: Shilde rolls stealth: (14)+19: 33
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+16: (8)+16: 24 (Mr Tibbys Perception)
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "Tibby sees Barc, Porter and Rocky but not Shilde, would be +9 to stealth"
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+6: (10)+6: 16 (Mr Tibbys sense motive)
GAME: Barclaiigh rolls 1d20+0+8: (10)+0+8: 18 (vs DC16 - success)
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+9+6: (8)+9+6: 23 (Tibbys' Stealth)
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "DC23 for Rocky & Porter, DC14 for Barc & Shilde"
GAME: Shilde rolls 1d20+7: (19)+7: 26 (Rocky Percep vs DC23 - Success)
GAME: Shilde rolls perception: (9)+16: 25 (vs DC14 - Success)
GAME: Barclaiigh rolls Perception: (16)+16: 32 (vs DC14 - Success)
GAME: Barclaiigh rolls 1d20+6: (12)+6: 18 (Porter percep vs DC23 - Fail)</pre>

Porter ambles along the grounds of the arcane institution with his wet bear-nose in the air, snuffing. His muzzle is open slightly, too, so he can taste the scents on the air. The leather armor with its matte metal studs gives him away as being attached to some soft of thinking-animal. He also has a simple druid's cloak that hangs down on flank, stitched into said boiled leather plating.

Above, flying at night on the hunt (as owls are want to do), the Bar' Owl alternates between long glides and a few powerful flaps of his wings. He does his best to keep his eyes down on the rooftops and the dark paths between the various buildings but he can't help to spare a glance or two at the other shapeshifted druid keeping him company on this job.

Shilde is not as adept at flying as her druid compatriot; thankfully the task at hand involves little in the way of acrobatics, and more simply soaring about, keeping large eyes peeled for the subject of their hunt. Just like any owl. Nothing strange or suspicious here. She follows Barclaiigh's lead, relying on him to pick the flight paths that keep them clear of running into towers and walls and strange up and down drafts, all the while looking for a cat with draconic wings....

Rocky just looks like any other dog you'd see in an alley. Well, better fed. Better health. Probably cleaner, too. But enchantments keep his size to the upper end of what's considered normal for a dog, and his flagging attention span lends credit to the canine being distracted just as easily as most others. He flags along behind Porter, pausing to sniff at some of the ursine's leavings at one point before sprinting to catch up again. Until he freezes, growling low, eyes fixed upon something...

The searchers are being observed. A pair of emerald eyes with wide, round pupils, keep watch on his territory, blinking slowly. When the feline isn't sleeping, that is. He is familiar with all the light touches and many of the shadows. The magic using students are known quantities, recognized, ignored as they are not threats. Only so much that they so often have a nose in a book they might step on him. These hapless subjects are tolerated.

A bear and an unusually rough looking dog are new additions to his territory, and easily spotted. These two are enough to make his majesty sit up and notice. There's a spotted owl that seems out of place... but the owl can be ignored. It isn't suspicious after all.

It's his tail which gives him away, big, scorpion-like, it sticks out from a bush near the night-time food truck that's frequented by the students. His Majesty, Mr. Tibbys, has found good hunting near the waste bins the students toss their unwanted food in, preying on the scavengers. However as the searching bear draws too close, he darts to another thicket, becoming very obvious to the seekers.

The other obvious thing is, he doesn't like being hunted.

<pre><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "okay, so, two sets of limits, taking distance penalties into account."
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "the furthest away you could be and spot him is Barc 160', Shilde 100' and Rocky 90'"
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "the closest is (your max) -(your stealth - his percep) or 0' Shilde, 10' Barc and Rocky"
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "Porter is spotted at 90' away"
<OOC> Barclaiigh says, "30' overhead is good for me if that makes sense for you, Cryo?"
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+10: (18)+10: 28
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+10: (6)+10: 16
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+10: (2)+10: 12
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+10: (4)+10: 14
<OOC> Barclaiigh says, "22, flat-footed would be... 20"
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d6+7: (6)+7: 13
<OOC> Barclaiigh says, "His max health is 59 (+7 of what it shows). So you can just damage him for 6 this time, Cryo?"
GAME: Barclaiigh rolls 1d20+9: (10)+9: 19 (Porter Fort vs DC14)
GAME: You damaged Barclaiigh's companion for 6 points. 46 HP remaining.</pre>

The leopard sized shadow crouches in the thicket. With a spring like a coiled whip, the scorpion tail flicks in Porter's direction. Several spikes fly the bear's way, one connects painfully, and oozes. The others land in the grass.

<pre>GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+6-20: (3)+6+-20: -11 (-20 sniping, attempt to re-establish stealth - Fail)
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+10: (18)+10: 28
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+10: (2)+10: 12
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+10: (13)+10: 23
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+10: (15)+10: 25
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d6+7: (6)+7: 13
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d6+7: (2)+7: 9
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d6+7: (5)+7: 12
GAME: You damaged Barclaiigh's companion for 34 points. 12 HP remaining.
GAME: Barclaiigh rolls 1d20+9: (17)+9: 26 (vs DC14 - success)
GAME: Barclaiigh rolls 1d20+9: (9)+9: 18 (vs DC14 - success)
GAME: Barclaiigh rolls 1d20+9: (12)+9: 21 (vs DC14 - success)</pre>

Having successfully ranged himself, his majesty launches another wave of spines. This time, only one misses. His clustering appears to be a grouping of three and one at a further range.

The vigorous tail-pumping has made the quasi-kitty rather obvious.

<pre><OOC> Barclaiigh says, "Alright, we'll have Porter retreat. Faerie Fire the kitty. Fly check to hover."
GAME: Barclaiigh casts Faerie Fire. Caster Level: 8 DC: 16
GAME: Barclaiigh rolls Fly+2+4+0: (7)+7+2+4+0: 20, "+2 for Dex (tiny), +4 for size (tiny) + 0 for Avg. Fly speed mod."
<OOC> Barclaiigh says, "no save on FF, he's just a -20 to stealth for 8mins."</pre>

"Git, Porter!" Barclaiigh hollers from above the miniature manticore. The bear bellows, looking like he was on the wrong end of investigating a porcupine. When he turns, its with some obviously reluctance, and his powerful claws dig deep trenches in the earth-- but he does lope off as he was instructed. The wounds are fairly grizzly.

"Y'all best be grateful yer pa asked nice-like," the owl chastises the kitty, more than a little fluffed-up about the hurt done to his friend. He extends his wings down, pointing primary feathers at the creature as he chants a quick druidic rite.

''PAFF'' the kitty-core is outlined in a verdant, roiling green.

<pre><OOC> Shilde says, "Rocky will move to 4,9. Shilde will move to 1,12, and cast resinous skin
GAME: Shilde casts Resinous Skin. Caster Level: 8 DC: 18</pre>

Shilde probably ought to figure out that trick Barclaiigh has of speaking people words while shapeshifted.. thankfully there's a few default behaviours for Rocky, and one of them is to rush to her and potentially bite whatever she's struggling with lacking any other instructions. And so he runs, lucky to have not been on the receiving end of those flying spikes....

Shilde the owl circles around, flying to the large kitty's other side as she casts a spell of her own, one that begins secreting a sticky sort of ooze upon her skin that somehow doesn't interfere with her ability to fly.

<pre><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "okay another standard tail flick, at Rocky, and the FF spooks him, so he takes off into the air"
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+10: (20)+10: 30 (THREAT)
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+10: (19)+10: 29 (Confirmed)
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+10: (12)+10: 22
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+10: (15)+10: 25
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+10: (10)+10: 20
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 2d6+14: (2)+14: 16
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d6+7: (1)+7: 8
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d6+7: (1)+7: 8
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d6+7: (4)+7: 11
GAME: You damaged Shilde's companion for 43 points. 23 HP remaining.
GAME: Shilde rolls 1d20+9: (3)+9: 12 (vs DC14 - Fail)
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "it might have, but it didn't"
GAME: Shilde rolls 1d20+9: (13)+9: 22 (vs DC14 - Success)
GAME: Shilde rolls 1d20+9: (1)+9: 10 (EPIC FAIL) (vs DC14 - Fail)
GAME: Shilde rolls 1d20+9: (18)+9: 27 (vs DC14 - Success)
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d2: (2): 2
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "Rocky take 2 points of Int damage."</pre>

Bright lights are always startling, and not his friend. When a sudden glow erupts out of nowhere, Mr. Tibbys bolts. Except the light is chasing him!

Frantically he jumps in the air, and keeps climbing upwards. His heavy wings flapping, slowly lifting him.

Sudden movement, that frightening dog, prompts a defensive flick of spines that all strike. One very painfully sticking up a nostril far enough to prompt a sneeze.

A venom of some kind leaks from the tips, causing sensations to feel muffled and thoughts to slow.

<pre><OOC> Barclaiigh says, "I'll fly directly above, 15', and try to Hydraulic Torrent it back down to the ground."
GAME: Barclaiigh casts Hydraulic Torrent. Caster Level: 8 DC: 18
GAME: Barclaiigh rolls 1d20+8+Wisdom: (6)+8+5: 19 (vs CMD 26)
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+3: (8)+3: 11 (Mr Tibbys Fly vs DC10 - success)
<OOC> Cryosanthia thinks... Mr Tibbys thinks... o O (did a bird just poop on me? what's wrong with that bird!)</pre>

Barclaiigh grumbles as he watches the lit manticore take flight. He dips one avian shoulder and cuts a tight turn, beating his wings mightly out of the turn to gain altitude. Another quick circle the opposite direction and he's above the creature. He chants again and blasts a stream of water straight down atop the kitty. Sadly, it does little to interrupt the stray's flight.

<pre><OOC> Shilde says, "okay.. gonna fly above it and try to get it in an entangle spell,"
<OOC> Shilde says, "using the trees as source/anchor. Avoiding getting myself and Barclaiigh if possible."
GAME: Shilde casts Entangle. Caster Level: 8 DC: 16
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+9: (15)+9: 24 (he escapes the weeds)
<OOC> Cryosanthia nods, "40' radius where is centre?
<OOC> Barclaiigh says, "Actually, 1,12, sorry."
GAME: Shilde rolls 1d20+8: (2)+8: 10 (Rocky Reflex vs Entangled DC16, - Fail)</pre>

Shilde loops about as Rocky gets spiked, looking like a porcupine victim.. but there's little she can do for him now if she wants to stop this menace. Yes, she's reclassified it as a menace. So as Barclaiigh attempts to hose the bad kitty down, she loops around to gain a little more altitude.. then coaxes the trees to come to life, magically sprouting branches and vines in an attempt to catch and entangle the manticore.

The dog also gets wrapped and secured by the grasses and vines, keeping him in place.. which may be for his own good.

<pre><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "okay, Tibbys is scared of water and grabby trees and double moves away,"
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "first move is climbing up so he's at 30' now, and the next is 50' level"
<OOC> Barclaiigh says, "I think his move is halved in the entangle, Cryo, even if he makes his save."</pre>

Light is frightening; water is worse! Not a stranger to buckets of water flung in the night, Mr. Tibbys yowls when an utter torrent of ice cold water is dumped on him. Puzzled, shocked, that a bird could carry that much, he's spurred to bolt.

A reflex that only increases as vines and weeds wind up, attempting to encircle him. Meaowling deeply with displeasure, he flies hard from his formerly trustworthy hiding spaces.

<pre><OOC> Barclaiigh says, "Alright. Fly to Shilde. Will do a loop and end up at 5,10."
<OOC> Barclaiigh says, "Spend more than half movement so no need for skill check. Casting Air Walk on her. Inspiring Speech."
GAME: Barclaiigh casts Air Walk. Caster Level: 8 DC: 19</pre>

"Y'all're gonna need t'snag 'im!" Barclaiigh screeches as the flickering form of the forlorn feline flees the field. Sounding very much like a heavyset dwarf struggling to run over hill and dale, he beats his wings and turns a long, lazy arc.

Wings tuck at the last moment and he corkscrews, flying past Shilde just close enough to brush his downy forehead against the side of hers as he chants druidic.

"Light as a feather, miss Shilde!" He cawls.

<pre><OOC> Shilde will fly to 10,18.. with 60', Then use my standard to wildshape into an Allosaurus.
GAME: Shilde spends ONE use of WILDSHAPE.
GAME: Shilde spends ONE use of WILDSHAPE.
GAME: Barclaiigh refreshes special ability pools.
GAME: Barclaiigh spends ONE use of WILDSHAPE.
GAME: Shilde rolls 1d20+8: (3)+8: 11 (Rocky escape attempt - fail)
<OOC> Barclaiigh says, "He tries to chew the vines off and ends up biting his own tail."
<OOC> Barclaiigh says, "+6STR, -4DEX for size, Shilde. And +6 Natural Armor if he attacks you."
<OOC> Barclaiigh says, "CMB will be +5 from your normal (+2 for huge and +3 from STR)"</pre>

Shilde gives a nod.. well, it's more sort of a head bob, which could be lost in the general flapping of wings and... ah heck, she just makes owl sounds at Barclaiigh then speeds off. They laughed and talked about stuff like this one a few of their past trips. Well, now the joke's about to become real. She darts forward, winging wide around the fleeing manticore, then comes right up into its face! Well, not quite that close.. but she does fly in front of it, then invokes her druidic talents at body shaping (not to be confused with body shaming) and suddenly changes from a tiny owl into a monstrously sized reptilian. With big teeth. And sharp claws. Standing in the air as if it were solid ground.

Meanwhile, in trying to escape the nasty plants, Rocky bites his own tail while trying to chew through vines. Yelp!

<pre><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "I think he will tailflick spikes and fly a move away"
<OOC> Barclaiigh says, "So your roll ranged attacks with the spikes. Normally, this would provoke an AoO."
<OOC> Barclaiigh says, "But it's an (EX) which normally doesn't provoke an AoO. HMMMM."
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "well... two things, moving away might provoke an AOO"
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "and he has flyby attack, so he doesn't have to do it before moving."
<OOC> Barclaiigh says, "Well, yeah, moving would. Shilde is also Huge. So she's 15x15 and threatens 15'."
<OOC> Shilde has combat reflexes as well, "So moving away might give me two AoOs. My dex drops to 10, so only one AoO."
<OOC> Barclaiigh says, "The bite has grab, too. So we might get lucky here. Thought I imagine his CMD is pretty darn good."
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+10: (3)+10: 13
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+10: (14)+10: 24
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+10: (6)+10: 16
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+10: (6)+10: 16
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d6+7: (4)+7: 11
GAME: You damaged Shilde for 11 points of nonlethal. 11 total.
GAME: Shilde rolls fortitude: (19)+10: 29 (vs DC14 - success)</pre>

There's another yowl of terror as a giant allosaur appears out of nowhere! Well, there was an owl, but who is paying attention to owls! Mr. Tibbys retreats from the terrible, flying lizard, flinging a tailfull of spikes at it. The soft projectiles rattle off the scaled hide, except for one, that sticks near an eye.

<pre>GAME: Shilde rolls 1d20+6+6-2: (12)+6+6+-2: 22 (AOO - hits) (Size modifier is -2 to attack)
GAME: Shilde rolls 2d6+6: (8)+6: 14
GAME: Shilde rolls cmb+2: (14)+14+2: 30 (grab - success)</pre>

Shilde, the flying Sharptooth, weathers the spikes that spill over her hide.. the one that gets her near the eye will definitely need seeing to, but that's for later. Then, loomingly, reaches forward and closes her dagger lined maw over the frightened cat, taking advantage of its surprise, and traps the batcat between her jaws.

<pre><OOC> Barclaiigh says, "Greater Magic Fang on Shilde. We'll do +2 on the bite. Fly to 9,16"
GAME: Barclaiigh casts Greater Magic Fang. Caster Level: 8 DC: 18</pre>

"Good golly... yer wonderful," coos the Bar' Owl, flapping mesmerized for just a moment before shaking out of his stupor and returning to the battle. He flies again, quickly crossing the distance to brush his wing against the transformed druid once again. This time reptillian fangs glow! Runes trace themselves across the short sword-length teeth and her entire maw begins to shed a green light similar to that lining the magical feline.

"Alright, critter!" Bar pants between wingbeats. "Reckon that don't feel so good! Y'all need t'simmer down now! Too much hurt goin' 'round!"

<pre><OOC> Shilde says, "Going to try to shift the grapple into a pin. Can I do that?"
<OOC> Barclaiigh says, "You roll to maintain the grapple. If you succeed you can attempt to pin."
GAME: Shilde rolls cmb+2+2: (1)+14+2+2: 19 (EPIC FAIL) (+2 from GMF)
<OOC> Barclaiigh says, "So, as of now. Both parties lose the grappled condition. Shilde is out her Standard action."
<OOC> Shilde says, "So will use a move ation to maintain altitude with it, and get on its east side."
GAME: Shilde rolls 1d20+8: (6)+8: 14 (Rocky vs DC16 - fail)</pre>

Maybe she was distracted by something. Likely the squrming cat in her mouth. Whatever the cast, as Shildosaur tries to adjust her bite to better secure the manticore, she ends up sneezing it out. Cat Dander! Ugh! Another sneeze, and then she's stomping through the air to try and get on the manticore's other side.

Rocky whimpers as another vine curls around his leg and pulls him down.

<pre><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "so I was trying to decide if he would do the cat bitey-ball"
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "but since he fell out of your mouth, scamper away is back on the menu."
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "So tailflick spikes and AOO for you as he flies away. 2 on Barc, 2 on Shilde"
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+10: (8)+10: 18
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+10: (4)+10: 14
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+10: (6)+10: 16
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+10: (1)+10: 11 (EPIC FAIL)
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d6+7: (3)+7: 10
GAME: Barclaiigh rolls Fortitude: (12)+10: 22 (vs DC14 - Success)
GAME: You damaged Barclaiigh for 10 points of nonlethal. 10 total.
GAME: Shilde rolls 1d20+6+6-2+2: (16)+6+6+-2+2: 28 (AOO)
<OOC> Barclaiigh says, "Are you OK with us doing nonlethal at no penalty since the critter is, Cryo?"
<OOC> Cryosanthia nods, "sure."
<OOC> Shilde says, "oh yeah, nonlethal."
GAME: Shilde rolls 2d6+8: (8)+8: 16
GAME: Shilde rolls cmd+2+2: (6)+14+2+2: 24 (vs CMD 26 - fail)</pre>

Mr. Tibbys flails in the air, catching it with his wings and attempting to bolt again. Another snap of his tail flings another quartet of spikes, two at Barclaiigh, two at Shilde, with one stabbing into the owl and the rest missing or bouncing off scales.

He shows his butt and tries to flap away.

Shilde snaps at the fleeing manticore again, but the nimble feline is taking full advantage of the druid's allergies!

<pre>GAME: Barclaiigh casts Strong Jaw. Caster Level: 8 DC: 19
<OOC> Barclaiigh says, "Huge (2d6) to Colossal (4d6)."
<OOC> Barclaiigh says, "Will fly to 8,5"</pre>

"Got' dang-- c'mon, y'all!" Bar' Owl is exasperated. He's never had cats even if there were a few semi-feral ones that would prowl the fields and brewery keeping the mouse population in check. His best friend was a pig. Now he wanders the world with a bear.

He's made a point to live in a cat's fur for days on end, trying to get in their minds and understand their impulses. This one is giving him a run for his money. Maybe it's the wyvern's wings and scorpion tail?

Fluttering next to Shilde, he offers one last enhancing spell before surging across the skies after the retreating Mr. Tibbys. "C'mon, pal! Don't y'all want yer saucer'a milk? Some fishies..?"

<pre><OOC> Shilde is going to.. pounce.. in the air...
<OOC> Shilde says, "So pounce is a charge, that gives a full attack, and rake."
GAME: Shilde rolls 1d20+bab+strength+2+2-2: (9)+6+6+2+2+-2: 23
GAME: Shilde rolls 1d20+bab+strength+2+2-2: (9)+6+6+2+2+-2: 23
GAME: Shilde rolls 1d20+bab+strength+2+2-2: (2)+6+6+2+2+-2: 16
GAME: Shilde rolls 1d20+bab+strength+2+2-2: (17)+6+6+2+2+-2: 31
GAME: Shilde rolls 1d20+bab+strength+2+2-2: (16)+6+6+2+2+-2: 30
GAME: Shilde rolls cmb+2+2+2: (18)+14+2+2+2: 38 (vs CMD 26 - success)
GAME: Shilde rolls 4d6+6+2: (12)+6+2: 20
GAME: Shilde rolls 1d8+6: (6)+6: 12
GAME: Shilde rolls 1d20+8: (8)+8: 16 (Rocky reflex vs DC16 - Success)</pre>

To the onlooker, the situation must look quite... fantastic? Ridiculous? Alarming? Majestic? It might depend on ones perspective and tastes. Whatever the case may be, however, it certainly isn't subtle... not as a giant, mostly bipedal lizard armed with very many sharp body parts literally leaps through the air, landing on the catlike manticore which is several grades smaller than its attacker. Once again Shilde's teeth close around the manticore to keep it still, and she smacks it hard with one of her claws to try and drive home the message.

Meanwhile Rocky manages to finally chew his way free as he crawls out of the northern end of the shambles Shilde summoned.

<pre><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "Mr Tibbys does bitey catball"
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+12: (2)+12: 14
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+12: (14)+12: 26
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+12: (18)+12: 30
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 2d4+7: (2)+7: 9
GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 2d4+7: (4)+7: 11
GAME: You damaged Shilde for 20 points of nonlethal. 31 total.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
| Name | CHP (T) | HP |
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
| Barclaiigh....| 60 | 60 |
| (C) Porter....| 12 | 52 |
| Shilde........| 67 | 67 |
| (C) Rocky.....| 23 | 66 |
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~</pre>

Caught in the very large jaws of the flying allosaur, the mantikitty responds as all bad cats do, curling in up in a ball, biting and scratching at the threat that has caught him. Resistance to the end!

His majesty is not able to bite the teeth biting him, a convoluted conundrum if every there was one, but he does succeed in scratching at the Shildesaur's jaws, his claws ripping into the gums

Painful! Yet, not as much as they should be.

<pre><OOC> Barclaiigh says, "Will convert spike stones to summon nature's ally 4."
GAME: Barclaiigh rolls Fly: (16)+7: 23
<OOC> Barclaiigh says, "hover is good. Turn!"
<OOC> Barclaiigh says, "Also, I can't summon so I wasted my turn."
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "do you want to do something else besides the summon?"
<OOC> Barclaiigh says, "It's fine! I don't have anything else at this point."</pre>

Bar Owl flaps his wings, steadying himself in place as Shilde does the heavy lifting. He starts chanting, a longer spell that has thr air rippling.

<pre><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "so, still grappling him"
<OOC> Shilde says, "Until I roll the 1 again."
GAME: Shilde rolls cmb+2+2+5: (1)+14+2+2+5: 24 (EPIC FAIL)
<OOC> Shilde says, "amazing."
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "it is. I do this with HP every level."
<OOC> Shilde says, "Dice are forcing us to pummel this into unconscioussness."
GAME: Shilde rolls 1d8+6: (1)+6: 7 (forgotten Rake Damage)
GAME: Shilde rolls 1d8+6: (6)+6: 12 (forgotten Rake Damage)
<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "well he goes limp and mewls then"</pre>

After a final frenzy of feline obstreperousness, Mr Tibbys suddenly goes limp in Shildesaur's mouth, mewling pitifully.

When Shilde feels the fight slip out of the manticore, she relaxes a little bit herself, then, as if she was going down a spiral stare case, stomps down to the ground... careful not to step on anything important. She bends forward, depositing the creature on the ground carefully before rising and positioning a taloned foot over it... not stepping on the beast, but keeping it pinned to the ground while she raises her head and lizard eyes to the sky to look for Barclaiigh. And snorts. As if to ask 'now what'.

The owl flutters down to land on the ground near the cowed kitty. Immediately, his form rearranges into that of a thick, broad Khazadi shaman in enchanted darkwood armors.

"Awe, fella," he's sympathetic even if he's not exactly sorry. Porter looked miserable and Rocky was worse off. "Reckon you don't belong in these parts."

The dwarf shifts out of his pack and retrieves a bag of bandages, balms, and tinctures. He'll see to the worse of the manticore's wounds and make sure he's not bleeding freely.

"Thinking we see him out to th'Grove, miss Shilde. That pen ain't a fit place and that furfoot is three fruit short of a bunch..."

<pre>GAME: Barclaiigh rolls Heal: (11)+12: 23</pre>

Mr Tibbys lies limp, accepting his fate with dignity. All kings must fall.

It might be possible to communicate. Manticores are intelligent and have a language, just below demi-human average. Unbeknowingst, Mr. Tibbys has slightly above average human intelligence, knows common even though he can't speak it, and has gone to magic school.

The manticore growls quietly, protest mewls, familiar to anyone who has treated an animal that doesn't understand what's happening.

Shilde huffs, then steps back. With Barclaiigh close and the manticore in the condition it is, she decides she can abandon the allosaurus form.. which she does with some haste. Leathery skin shifts and folds, bones bend and condense and rearrange.. and gear shimmers back into view as she resumes her own, natural dwarf form as well. "Aye. T'ern't'be trapped in no cage, no. Might have issues gettin' it out o'the city... 'n that AD of the FGB and S might not like't much. Might be courts'n stuff." But she kneels down beside the mewling feline. "If it grew up in th'cage... s'gonna need rehabilitation."

Rocky manages to make his way over to the pair of dwarfs as well, looking somewhat miserable and more confused than usual... he only gives the fallen manticore a once over and a sniff before dropping down onto his belly, head in his paws, staring at the three of them.

Mr Tibbys grew up in a cage. The Lucht said something about a 'special diet', to keep him small. He's no longer house-cat sized, but isn't immense like a lion either, rather somewhere inbetween. He might grow. His claws are unusually blunt, and the remaining tail spikes not as rigid as they should be.

He'll need a lot of rehabilitation.

A closer examination shows he is not de-clawed, but based on his attacks, something magical must have been done to him to make him non-lethal. Something like an Amulet of Mighty Fists with a merciful enchant.

Between that and the environment he grew up in, then rehabilitation might not even be possible.

He could be returned to the halfling, but bringing the matter to the druid council on what they did to the creature would be worthwhile.

"... well, think th' big twigs're the best suited'a anyone." Barclaiigh pets the cat's flank and shoulders his pack. He steps back before falling down to all fours and reshaping into a sleek, furred killing machine. The panther nuzzles the prone manticore and grunts a brief druidic prayer to heal wounds.

"Rowwor, mrrr," he calls and lowers his head. 'New place, safe.'

<pre><OOC> Barclaiigh says, "So, Bar can speak with animals of the same type while wild shaped."
<OOC> Barclaiigh says, "He can be a cat. He can't be a manticore. Your call. Also CLW"
<OOC> Shilde says, "And domesticating magical beasts does have precedence. Griffon riders, etc."
GAME: Barclaiigh casts Cure Light Wounds. Caster Level: 8 DC: 16
GAME: Barclaiigh rolls 1d8+5: (8)+5: 13</pre>

He could be a Druid Grove semi-feral. They could keep an eye on him while he has a better quality of life. The pen won't hold him, obviously, and the halfing isn't fit to care for him.

'Meaaowrrrl' the manticore replies, saying a lot with a little the way only cats can. He is the great monarch of this land, raised with wisdom then escaping the garden of comfort to conquer his birthright, and then conquered by an incomprehensible foe, that vanished as fast as it appeared.

He knows every tree and belfry, every hidden balcony and gable, the best place to fish in the running water and the homes of the rodents, fat on the free food.

More importantly it seems, he has both no fear of and no malice towards humanoids, and knows enough to avoid them.

"Mrr..." rumbles Barclaiigh, stretching his head down from sitting on his haunches. "Rowrrrrrrr, hrrf." There's agreement and understanding as he stands back up and stretches. 'See new place. Safe place if danger. Then back.' He pads off a short distance and then turns to look back at the little manticore. "Rwr," he adds. 'Go quick, then back.' Whiskers flare, then his nostrils before he dips his head.

"He don't wanna leave his home. Ain't gonna git in no one's way..." the panther finally says, looking up and back at Shilde. "Figger we just show'm the way to th'Grove. Jus' in case he needs to runnoft. Then we come back an' tell the ol' coot mister Tibbyses's jus' got a bigger pen'n he'll check in when he feels like..?"

Shilde rubs a thick finger along the bridge of her nose as she listens to Barclaiigh's suggestion. Her scowl is still there, but it's not quite so sour, perhaps. She touches just under her eye, wincing a little bit... then she nods. "If'n he don' wanna leave, then he don' wanna. Be nice for 'im t'know of a safe place, though, aye. And maybe we avoid gettin' labelled thieves this way too. Critter don' look ready t'survive on its own... maybe never will, seein' what they probably did to it."

She circles around the 'cat to check in Rocky, pulling one of the spikes free from his hide.. slowly working to do the same with the others, whispering softly to the dog who just whimpers and groans as she does so. "Rock seems 'bit punchdrunk. Venom from th'spikes. Wonder if this is related t'the lucht's scatterbrain, eh? An' maybe what led t'the pen bein' left open."

These suggestions please his Majesty, Mr. Tibbys. He'd like to learn more of his empire, and a safe place to retreat is always good. He agrees with a cautious 'mewaaawoorrrl'.

It's easy enough to lead the manticore out of the city, he's naturally sneaky, it's dark, and a route along the Tornmwar makes the most sense especially with his ability to fly. That helps with the trip through the wilderness out to the Druid's Grove. There's a distinct change in his body language though. Actual forest is not the carefully curated and manicured parkland he is used to. It's too dense, dark, and there are long stretches without buildings or people.

It takes some convincing, a few more spells and a couple druids in a feline wildform, before Mr Tibbys accepts the Grove is safe. He clearly wants to return to the territory he knows.

As best as can be determined, he likes living around the arcanist campus and wants to be an 'outdoor' cat, but not a wild one that lives ferally in the woods. He's accustomed to the smells and sounds of the city. He understands common, even if he can't speak it, and a little bit of magic theory. He'd be willing to return to a more comfortable enclosure, (specificaly - larger) on occasion especially if regular food was involved.

The final estimation is he was the subject of a domestication attempt, and while it didn't fully succeed, it was successful enough he likely couldn't return to the wild. Especially as he has a nicer temper than most manticores.

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==OOC==

<pre> ===================== Current Initiative Order - Round 1 =====================
---Init--Name------------AOO-Notes--------------------------------------------
20 Mr. Tibbys
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19 Barclaiigh 1 Flat-footed (0 rnds active)
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13 Shilde 5 Flat-footed (0 rnds active)
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| Name | Race | Class | CHP | HP | AC/FF/T |CMD |For |Ref |Wil |
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|Barclaiigh|MOUNTAIN_D|Dru | 60 | 60 |15/13/13 | 24 | 10 | 5 | 12 |
|Shilde |MOUNTAIN_D|Dru | 67 | 67 |23/21/14 | 20 | 10 | 4 | 11 |
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'''inspirational pic'''
<br>https://www.deviantart.com/datura00/art/Baby-Manticore-166957870
<br>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gr0EAxo8esg
<br>https://preview.redd.it/z27hsj2lw6s11.jpg?auto=webp&s=abd50c92c352dd28ff71f1b2781f87811ce9203c

''Map''
<br>https://www.mipui.net/app/index.html?mid=mldkdd2wg0i

''Seek''
<br><OOC> Barclaiigh says, "Seek, I think!"
<br><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "okay! doing a mental calculation"
<br><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "I don't think you can stealth while searching, really, right?"
<br><OOC> Shilde says, "In my head I don't see why you couldn't. It would be like hunting. Sort of? But I can't see any rules on it."
<br><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "because if it can see you coming, (perception) from far away, the distance would give a bonus to stealth, and it would be able to sneak around and use cover to make it harder"
<br><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "well you'd go slower, which would mean it would take longer to search an area... which is hard to represent when I want to use just one roll each from you (and possibly your ACs) to represent searching"
<br><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "okay, well roll your stealth, and I'll roll perception, then figure out the difference (or not) and that would be a bonus to it's stealth, which then you'll roll perception against. That should work."
<br><OOC> Shilde says, "I see your point. That would mostly matter if time were going to be a factor (which it may be, not sure what your plan is). Another option is to search as what would likely be seen as non-threatening, or the like. Blend in with the other birds flying around, or some such."
<br><OOC> Cryosanthia nods, "Time is a factor in the sense of RL it's 1am, what used to be 2am last week and I'm tired, and would a part 2 be okay?
<br><OOC> Barclaiigh stops Shilde with hands on her shoulder. "Remember... fly casual."
<br><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "the IC time factor is it might get dark"
<br><OOC> Barclaiigh says, "So, if Shilde and I are birbs, hopefully that won't scare the manticore off. And maybe he sees Porter and Rocky running around but if he's on a roof who cares about a dumb dog and bear, right?"
<br><OOC> Barclaiigh says, "Like how cats like to sit on fences and stare smugly down at dogs they know can't get them!"
<br><OOC> Barclaiigh says, "Jerk cats!"
<br><OOC> Shilde says, "Until some jerk human comes and pushes the cat off the fence."
<br><OOC> Barclaiigh doesn't really like cats but wouldn't feed them to doggos. :(
<br><OOC> Barclaiigh says, "We can break whenever, Cryo. I was going to say that I've got 24mins max, myself."
<br><OOC> Barclaiigh says, "Getting ~5hrs of sleep is starting to wear."
<br><OOC> Shilde says, "I just learned what time B is suppoesd to be up in the morning, and this is about an hour past his bed time."
<br><OOC> Shilde says, "Yeah, if B has less than half an hour, it may work better to pause this now so you can both get some sleep."
<br><OOC> Shilde says, "I am sorry that I slowed things down tonight."
<br><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "no it's fine, it was RP and I was curious how you'd solve the problem"
<br><OOC> Barclaiigh says, "I thought the pacing was fine, honestly. And I had so much fun getting to play Shildy and Barwinkle."
<br><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "I knew what the manticore was doing, but there were no rails to get PCs to it, and with a different mix this could have gone nowhere"
<br><OOC> Cryosanthia nods, "The interaction was very fun, yes.
<br><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "Okay, so, pause and we can pick up again when it's convenient, and I can sleep too? I have to go to the nursing home tomorrow, so I can't sleep forever either"
<br><OOC> Shilde enjoyed it. Seeing B in action is always fun, and it's nice to get to put druid skills to good use.
<br><OOC> Shilde says, "That works for me."
<br><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "yes, actualy, this worked quite well with druids!"

''Alternatives to Free Re-Roll''
<br><OOC> Barclaiigh says, "Huh. So I just had a random thought. I stopped doing the free reroll because I had a series of plots where PCs just never failed. And the one time they did, they rerolled for free."
<br><OOC> Barclaiigh says, "Maybe, like, have a new rule. 4x d20 checks that go sub-10 and you get a free reroll."
<br><OOC> Cryosanthia nods, "yes, I recall you mentionning that. Being put on supervision and a similar experience made me stop doing that, since it was 'unbalancing'
<br><OOC> Barclaiigh says, "And then 6x or 8x after that and you get a second free reroll."
<br><OOC> Barclaiigh says, "So if you have ATROCIOUSLY bad luck, you can earn two free rerolls."
<br><OOC> Shilde says, "THat's an idea. I can run it by WP"

''Injured ears'
<br><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "and coming up with a pose... need a few moments"
<br><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "wishing my ears weren't bothering me"
<br><OOC> Shilde hugs
<br><OOC> Barclaiigh says, "That really sucks, Cryo. I'm sorry."
<br><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "I wish it wasn't attached to a 'this wouldn't have happened if you weren't a big bag of stupid'"
<br><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "like, if I'd just checked what sounded weird instead of 'oh it'll be fine, it's probably just popped back into place'"
<br><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "or put on the damn hearing protection that I have 3 sets of 5 feet away from where I was working"
<br><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "like it was COMPLETELY avoidable if I was paying attention. which I never seem to be. My last cat died because I wasn't paying attention"
<br><OOC> Shilde hugs. You are not alone there, Cryo.
<br><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "I'm half tempted to smash the bike with a sledge and throw it in Lake Ontario so it can't hurt me again"
<br><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "or anyone else. It broke 2 people's arms before I got it"
<br><OOC> Shilde says, "Or return to it, warier, and fix it up and show it who's boss."

''Cats are Evil''
<br><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "manticores are normally LE, I figure he's either LN or N"
<br><OOC> Barclaiigh says, "It's a cat. NE."
<br><OOC> Barclaiigh ;)
<br><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "Some are good. Tibby (also called Tibbs and Tibbys) was my first cat. Got him from my cousins, he was on the aloof side. Spatch (Spatches) was my second cat. Liked to suck on things. He was on the goof side. nose, ears, nipples, fingers, toes, whatever he could get at. started my lifelong habit of completely sleeping under the sheets.
<br><OOC> Shilde says, "Haha awww."
<br><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "I left him with my parents when I moved to the US, because they wanted him. He lived for quite a while after, remembered me when I visited. Lived fairly long. Then died because my uncle forgot to feed him often enough while my parents were away."
<br><OOC> Barclaiigh :(
<br><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "which I try not to think about too much. I mean, I could have taken him if I really wanted, but... he was an outdoor cat, and Florida wouldn't have worked for him. Took the damn bike there and back though. Now Zsofi was the Cute Evil, through and through. A little lioness thug. Spatch thought he was a dog, to a degree. He also copied Tibby, and from behind they looked like the same cat."
<br><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "Tibby was a part-persian black cat, and Spatch was a long haired tuxedo cat"
<br><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "Spatch also figured out judo."
<br><OOC> Shilde says, "They sound like they were wonderful cats."
<br><OOC> Barclaiigh says, "The only cat I ever liked really was Lucifer. My roommate's cat in college. He was amazing, fantastically chill. He would drool when you pet him."

Recent Logs

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'''[[Archived_Logs|For 2021 and earlier, see the Archives]]'''

==2022 Logs==
===January===
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|January 1, 2022
|[[Holy Diver]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Andelena]]
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|[[Glacial Improvements]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Jinks]]
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|[[New Years Party]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Cesran]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Jinks]], [[Lyme]], [[Karelin]],<br>[[Merek]], [[Mikilos]], [[Paenitia]], [[Randolf]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Seyardu]]
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|January 2, 2022
|[[Game of Ghosts, part 2]]
|[[Aimarra]], [[Karasu]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Randolf]], [[Vaera]], [[Jinks]]
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|[[Watcher in the Stars]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
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|January 3, 2022
|[[Under Common Stressors]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ashes]], [[Zeke]], [[Rhar]]
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|[[Cold but Comfortable]]
|[[Aimarra]], [[Rhyn]]
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|[[Scars Unseen]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Paenitia]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Zeke]]
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|[[Two Ravens in a Bar]]
|[[Karasu]], [[Ravendar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seyardu]], [[Skielstregar]]
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|January 4, 2022
|[[Poolside Thoughts]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Irshya]]
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|[[Remember Me]]
|[[Verna]], [[Zeke]]
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|[[Whooooo?]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Ashes]], [[Jinks]], [[Verna]]
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|[[Monsterous Memory]]
|[[Cesran]], [[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
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|[[Still Afraid]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]]
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|January 5, 2022
|[[Crescent Moon]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Verna]], [[Auranar]]
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|[[Familiar Matters Part 3]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Shilde]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]]
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|[[Sith Around and Wait]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Jinks]], [[Rocky]], [[Seyardu]], [[Tenoc]]
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|January 6, 2022
|[[Cider and Charms]]
|[[Randolf]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Xasany]]
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|[[Seeing Stars]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Verna]], [[Cesran]]
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|January 7, 2022
|[[Infernal Interruption]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]]
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|[[Cafeteria Gossip]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seyardu]], [[Telamon]]
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|January 8, 2022
|[[Walking on Eggshells]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Aryia]], [[Jinks]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]], [[Zeke]]
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|[[Renew the Pact: Ritual Matters]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Iuitl]], [[Halani]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Jinks]], [[Stjepan]], [[Verna]], [[Seldan]], [[Zeke]], [[Merek]]
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|January 9, 2022
|[[Infernal Interruption (Part 2)]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]]
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|[[Tie me Down]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Verna]], [[Zeke]]
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|[[Candles in the Rain]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Aryia]], [[Verna]]
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|[[A Charming Day by the Shore]]
|[[Mikilos]], N'tsssa, [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
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|[[Waiting on the Halls]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Paenitia]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]]
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|[[Debts pAYAble and lAYAway]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Jinks]], [[Aryia]], [[Mikilos]], [[Braelnoir]]
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|January 10, 2022
|[[Throw a Blanket over It]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Verna]], [[Jinks]], [[Acedia]]
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|[[Second Guessing Guises]]
|[[Venom]], [[Aryia]]
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|[[A Sewer Shattering kaBOOOM]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]]
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|[[Vast Expectations (Part 1)]]
|[[Faranmidahn]], [[Paenitia]], [[Jinks]], [[Razen]], [[Edinaz]]
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|January 11, 2022
|[[Tea, Cakes, and... Swords?]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]]
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|[[Stars, Moon, and Compassion]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
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|[[The Griever: Elves Wizards and Wizard Elves (Part 14)]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Stejepan]]
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|January 12, 2022
|[[My Brother]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
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|[[Gray Halls]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Jinks]], [[Seyardu]]
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|[[Joys, Doubts, and Real Estate]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Verna]]
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|[[A Curious Courtship]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
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|January 13, 2022
|[[Coin Toss]]
|[[Tawyse]], [[Skielstregar]]
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|[[And One Goblin]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
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|[[Hospitality Repaid]]
|[[Arngrim]], Boti, [[Karasu]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
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|January 14, 2022
|[[Curious Discussions]]
|[[Karasu]], [[Randolf]], [[Seyardu]], [[Xasany]]
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|[[A Faux Pas and a Half]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Verna]], [[Auranar]], [[Seyardu]]
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|January 15, 2022
|[[Gray Halls (Part 2)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Jinks]], [[Seyardu]]
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|January 16, 2022
|[[Boti's Big Sister]]
|Boti, [[Ravenstongue]]
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|[[Through Snow, Rain, Sleet, or Sunshine]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
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|[[Yrch You Can't Scratch-Greatwood VP]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Pelka]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]]
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|January 17, 2022
|[[Seeing the Finish Line]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Jinks]]
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|[[House Hunting Ahead]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
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|[[A Little Literary Visit]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]]
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|[[Nothing Drastic]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Seyardu]], [[Irshya]]
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|[[Distant Futures]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Venom]], [[Vaera]], [[Verna]], [[Irshya]]
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|[[Vast Expectations (Part 2)]]
|[[Edinaz]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Lysos]], [[Jinks]], [[Razen]]
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|January 18, 2022
|[[Diplomatic Immunity]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Randolf]], [[Seyardu]], [[Valadhiel]]
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|[[Deck the Halls]]
|[[Cesran]], [[Jinks]], [[Aryia]], [[Seyardu]]
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|January 19, 2022
|[[A Marketplace Meeting]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Venom]], [[Verna]]
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|January 20, 2022
|[[The Illustrious Telperius Atlon]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
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|[[How Much Greatwood]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Knightmare]], [[Randolf]], [[Lyme]]
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|January 21, 2022
|[[Solitude and Company with a Bottle of Wine]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
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|[[What is in your Head]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Auranar]], [[Cesran]], [[Verna]]
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|[[Until The Heart Betrays]]
|Vignette - [[Seldan]]
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|[[A Veiled Journey]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Malik]], [[Seldan]], [[Stjepan]], [[Zeke]]
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|January 22, 2022
|[[Cake for Boti]]
|Boti, [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seyardu]]
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|January 23, 2022
|[[Strange Gaze, pt1-Greatwood VP]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Shilde]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]]. [[Vaera]]
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|[[Taking Names]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Andelena]], [[Mikilos]], [[Lyme]]
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|January 24, 2022
|[[Reilly Bad Eggs-Bugged VP]]
|[[Karasu]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]]
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|[[What is in your Head (Part 2)]]
|[[Ayria]], [[Auranar]], [[Cesran]], [[Verna]]
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|[[Hath no Fury]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Karasu]]
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|[[Recovering]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
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|[[Meet the Fisherman]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]]
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|[[Vast Expectations (Part 3)]]
|[[Edinaz]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Lysos]], [[Jinks]], [[Razen]], [[Paenitia]]
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|January 25, 2022
|[[Base Jumping]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Verna]]
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|[[Better Gnomes and Living]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Jinks]], [[Seyardu]]
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|[[The New Roost]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
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|January 26, 2022
|[[Smoke on Water]]
|[[Karasu]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]] DM: [[Aryia]]
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|[[Save the Boy]]
|[[Arngrim]], [[Aryia]], [[Randolf]], [[Seyardu]], [[Telamon]], [[Valadhiel]], [[Verna]]
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|[[Give it a Chance]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]]
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|January 27, 2022
|[[Party Hard]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Jinks]], [[Karasu]], [[Mikilos]]
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|January 27, 2022
|[[No Cages]]
|[[Aimarra]], [[Auranar]], [[Faranth]], [[Percy]], [[Seyardu]]
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|[[A Veiled Journey (Part 2)]]
|[[Malik]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Stjepan]], [[Zeke]]
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|[[He Answered]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
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|January 28, 2022
|[[Throwing Hands]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Verna]]
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|January 29, 2022
|[[Insanity Defense]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
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|January 30, 2022
|[[The Color of a Dress]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
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|[[Strange Gaze, pt2-Greatwood VP]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Shilde]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]]. [[Vaera]]
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|[[Alchemical Mishap]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
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|[[Stopping for the Night]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]]
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|[[Moving Concerns]]
|[[Boti]], [[Lyme]], [[Ravenstongue]]
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|January 31, 2022
|[[Not Sick, Just Searching]]
|[[Karasu]], [[Seyardu]], [[Skielstregar]]
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|[[It's Cozy at Aryia's Place]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]]
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|[[Sibling Check In]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Seyardu]]
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|[[Vast Expectations (Part 4)]]
|[[Edinaz]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Lysos]], [[Jinks]], [[Razen]], [[Paenitia]]
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===February===
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|People
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|February 1, 2022
|[[A Family That Felt Whole]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
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|[[More than Enough]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
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|[[A Gut Feeling]]
|[[Venom]], [[Aryia]]
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|[[Only Mostly Dead]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Jinks]], [[Merek]], [[Seyardu]]
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|February 2, 2022
|[[You Decided]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Tawyse]]
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|[[The Prophet Hotaru]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Jinks]], [[Mikilos]], [[Seyardu]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
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|February 3, 2022
|[[Untended Graves (Part 1)]]
|[[Karasu]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
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|[[Sun, Moon, and Earth]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Aryia]], [[Barclaiigh]]
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|[[On the Nature of Stars and Lavender]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
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|[[Message in a Bottle]]
|[[Paenitia]], [[Serene]], [[Jinks]]
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|February 4, 2022
|[[Jumping Over the Sword (At a Later Date)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
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|[[A Veiled Journey (Part 3)]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Malik]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Stjepan]], [[Zeke]]
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|February 5, 2022
|[[Not the Burpees]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Cesran]]
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|[[Dream On]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seyardu]], [[Skielstregar]]
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|[[No Strings Attached]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Rocky]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]]
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|February 6, 2022
|[[Breathless]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
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|[[Crystal Caverns]]
|[[Aimarra]], [[Randolf]], [[Smuldur]]
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|[[Bad Dreams and Aspirations]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Mikilos]], [[Verna]], [[Seyardu]], [[Gadget]]
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|[[Strange Gaze, pt3-Greatwood VP]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Shilde]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
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|[[Lifeline]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
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|February 7, 2022
|[[Dwarfed by Insecurities]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Irshya]]
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|[[Through the Woods]]
|[[Aimarra]], [[Randolf]]
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|[[A Little Book Trip]]
|[[Venom]], [[Aryia]], [[Cesran]]
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|[[Unrest Easy]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]]
|-
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|[[Killer Promise]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Karasu]]
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|[[Nest for Three]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
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|[[The Mermaid Illiara]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]]
|-
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|[[Vast Expectations (Part 5)]]
|[[Edinaz]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Lysos]], [[Jinks]], [[Razen]], [[Paenitia]]
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|February 8, 2022
|[[Name the Divine]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Sleepless in S-Ea-ttle]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Morgan]], [[Randolf]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
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|
|[[Tapping on Eggshells]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Jinks]], [[Faranmidahn]]
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|February 9, 2022
|[[Midday Siesta]]
|[[Verna]], [[Aryia]]
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|[[Karen in Alexandria]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]]
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|[[School of Hard Knocks]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Aryia]]
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|[[Karen's Aftermath]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Auranar]], [[Dolan]]
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|[[Sword in the Well]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Jinks]], [[Mikilos]], [[Seyardu]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|February 10, 2022
|[[Untended Graves (Part 2)]]
|[[Karasu]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[The Princess's Lover]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|February 11, 2022
|[[His House]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[Hot Ones]]
|[[Morgan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|February 12, 2022
|[[Elf-Help Section]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Wu]]
|-
|February 13, 2022
|[[Strange Gaze, finale-Greatwood VP]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Shilde]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[Respite from Expeditions]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[Two Daeusites Walk into a Bar]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|February 14, 2022
|[[What to Spend it On]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Andelena]], [[Seyardu]], [[Paenitia]]
|-
|
|[[The Sword and the Cistern]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], Illiria, Sirri
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations (Part 6)]]
|[[Edinaz]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Lysos]], [[Jinks]], [[Razen]], [[Paenitia]]
|-
|
|[[A Father's Concern]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|February 15, 2022
|[[The Two Dreamers in the Eyes of the Watcher]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Poolside Bar]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Imane]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|February 16, 2022
|[[Wait for the First Verse]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Redeeming Qualities]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|
|[[Bier Today, Zonked Tomorrow]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Irshya]], [[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|February 17, 2022
|[[Take a Look Around]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Murder]]
|-
|
|[[The Would-be Fiance of Cor'lana Lúpecyll]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|February 18, 2022
|[[Delayed Shipment VP]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Andelena]], [[Barclaiigh]]
|-
|
|[[Wall of Ice]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[Home is What You Make It]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[A Veiled Journey (Part 4)]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Malik]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Stjepan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Sugar Cubes of Wisdom]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|February 19, 2022
|[[Live Steel]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Aryia]], [[Dolan]], [[Thurid]]
|-
|February 20, 2022
|[[Untended Graves (Part 3)]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[The Unforgiven]]
|[[Aya]], [[Aryia]]
|-
|
|[[Kegger-Aid]]
|[[Paenitia]], [[Randolf]]
|-
|
|[[Later Means Now, Now Means Forever]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|February 21, 2022
|[[A Merry Pub Scene]]
|[[Randolf]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Roll the Bones]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], Illiria, Sirri
|-
|
|[[An Elfragation, the arrival]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ashes]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|February 22, 2022
|[[Dinners on Discs]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations (Part 7)]]
|[[Edinaz]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Lysos]], [[Jinks]], [[Razen]], [[Paenitia]]
|-
|
|[[On a Cold Winter's Night]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Little Moon]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Venom]]
|-
|
|[[Someone is Bugging Me]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Dolan]], [[Randolf]], [[Rocky]]
|-
|February 23, 2022
|[[Grotesque Display]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Glasha]], [[Karasu]], [[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Resting Wishes]]
|[[Aya]], [[Aryia]], [[Seyardu]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|February 24, 2022
|[[Getting Our Grove On]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Tawyse]], [[Cryosanthia]]
|-
|
|[[Untended Graves (Part 4)]]
|[[Karasu]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|February 25, 2022
|[[Tragedy and Comedy]]
|[[Aya]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[Build it Up]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Soup Seduction Technique]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|February 26, 2022
|[[I'm Drue in Town]]
|[[Drue]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Buggin' Out]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Revan's Revelry]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Revan]]
|-
|
|[[An Elfragation, part 2]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Jinks]], [[Kard]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|February 27, 2022
|[[Fowl Behavior]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Drue]], [[Kard]]
|-
|February 28, 2022
|[[Morning and a Prelude]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[The Scars Inside You]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], vignette
|-
|
|[[Divine Bond]]
|[[Skielstregar]], vignette
|-
|
|[[Fistful of Posies]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Andelena]]
|-
|
|[[Kerry-Anne Wayward Daughter]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[Down the Drain]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], Sirri, Illiria
|-
|}

===March===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|March 1, 2022
|[[Witching Hour for Charming]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations, (part 8)]]
|[[Faranmidahn]], [[Paenitia]], [[Jinks]], [[Razen]], [[Edinaz]], [[Lysos]]
|-
|March 2, 2022
|[[Threads of Freedom]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Irshya]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Know When to Fold]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Out on a Limb]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Randolf]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Vaera]], [[Venom]]
|-
|March 3, 2022
|[[A Bright and Noble Soul]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[Bugs in the Pantry]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Mikilos]], [[Seyardu]], [[Telamon]], N'tssa
|-
|March 4, 2022
|[[The Lovers' Paradox]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Dreams Come True]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Kard]], [[Murder]], [[Seyardu]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[A Veiled Journey (Part 7)]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Malik]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|March 5, 2022
|[[Star Furrrows Missing Knots]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Rocky]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[Silver Solidarity]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|
|[[Kobolds: The Will of Uskvutha]]
|[[Halani]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|March 6, 2022
|[[Werewolf in Alexandria]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Dolan]], [[Magpie]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[It's Pretty Late]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Give Em the Bird]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Magpie]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Geir]]
|-
|March 7, 2022
|[[Living Daed Man]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Daechir]], [[Jinks]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|
|[[Blar: Crate Expectations]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Slixvah]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Blar-ly Made It]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Blar: Frenemy at the Gate]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Shalethiste]], [[Carver]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|March 8, 2022
|[[Fear and Love in Alexandria]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Lunar Eclipse]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Randolf]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|March 9, 2022
|[[Weaponsmith Woes]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|
|[[Late Night Practice]]
|[[Knightmare]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[The Monster in the Room]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Blar: Haber-Dasher]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Slixvah]], [[Shalethiste]]
|-
|March 10, 2022
|[[Water Under the Bridge]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[The Waning Spire, part 1]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Arahel]], [[Ashes]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|
|[[Thicker than Blood]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Denouement of the Father]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Blar: The Skull's Cups]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Bannon]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Jay]]
|-
|March 11, 2022
|[[Full of Joy]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Kard]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Steel to my Lips]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Murder]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[An Interesting Proposal]]
|[[Verna]], [[Aryia]]
|-
|
|[[A Veiled Journey (Part 8)]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Malik]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|March 12, 2022
|[[The Statistics of Jousting]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Mikilos]], [[Merek]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|March 13, 2022
|[[I Hold You]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Bear Witness]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Slixvah]], [[Bannon]]
|-
|
|[[Witch of the Mountain]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Dolan]], [[Randolf]]
|-
|March 14, 2022
|[[Kerry-Anne Wayward Daughter pt2]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[A Clean Sweep]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Venom]], [[Khepri]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations, (part 9)]]
|[[Faranmidahn]], [[Paenitia]], [[Jinks]], [[Edinaz]], [[Lysos]]
|-
|
|[[If Stupid Was a Crime]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|March 15, 2022
|[[Bear Necessities]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Carver]], [[Knightmare]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Stargazing by the Shore]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Slixvah]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|March 16, 2022
|[[Bird Bath]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[Same Day Air]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Obligatory Fanservice Episode]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[A Poultry Sum]]
|[[Lyme]], [[Robert]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|March 17, 2022
|[[A normal day in Goblintown]]
|[[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Lauriel]], [[Munch]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Critter Control]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Drue]], [[Robert]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|March 18, 2022
|[[From Hive to Honey]]
|[[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Andelena]]
|-
|
|[[Cor'lana's Nicest Birthday]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[A Veiled Journey (Part 9)]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Malik]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Stjepan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|March 19, 2022
|[[Saint Punchin's day]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Carver]], [[Lauriel]], [[Zofija]], [[Jay]]
|-
|
|[[Take You Away]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Carver]], [[Dolan]], [[Lauriel]]
|-
|
|[[Gonna Be Alright]]
|[[Aya]], [[Daechir]]
|-
|March 20, 2022
|[[Images and Words]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[The Arrival of Spring (And All That It Brings)]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Clean Up Crew]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Dolan]], [[Kard]], [[Munch]], [[Robert]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[For Want of a Boat]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Ruby and Silver]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|March 21, 2022
|[[Kerry-Anne Wayward Daughter pt3]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[Library Chatter]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Venom]]
|-
|
|[[Family and High Powered Chairs]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Imane]], [[Robert]]
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations, (part 10)]]
|[[Faranmidahn]], [[Paenitia]], [[Jinks]], [[Edinaz]], [[Lysos]]
|-
|March 22, 2022
|[[Chilli Chips and Chippen]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Carver]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[The Cheerful Corvid]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|March 23, 2022
|[[It's in the Book]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Gone Away]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Carver]], [[Dolan]], [[Kard]], [[Telamon]], [[Randolf]], [[Verna]]
|-
|March 24, 2022
|[[Obligatory Fanservice Episode 2: Electric Boogaloo]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Happy Birthday Sis]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Katrine]]
|-
|March 25, 2022
|[[Pothy's Identical Twin]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Jinks]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Totem of Hunger]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Dolan]], [[Kard]], [[Percy]]
|-
|
|[[Confusing Engagements]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|March 26, 2022
|[[A Fitting Beginning]]
|[[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Lauriel]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|March 27, 2022
|[[A Sorcerous Summit]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Before you Go]]
|[[Aya]], [[Daechir]]
|-
|
|[[Goldbell's Clap, part 1]]
|[[Jay]], [[Khepri]], [[Shilde]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|March 28, 2022
|[[Goldbell's Clap, part 2 *Bugged VP*]]
|[[Jay]], [[Khepri]], [[Shilde]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Up the Water Spout]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], Sirri, Illiria
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations, (part 11)]]
|[[Paenitia]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Jinks]], [[Lysos]], [[Edinaz]]
|-
|
|[[You Need a Bath]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|March 29, 2022
|[[Late Night Gossip]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Irshya]], [[Robert]]
|-
|
|[[Two of Them]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Bunch of Tryshards, a]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Dolan]], [[Shilde]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|March 30, 2022
|[[Things That Go Screech in the Night]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[C Stands for Courage]]
|[[Robert]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Jay]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|
|[[Lingering Wounds]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Morgan]], [[Merek]], [[Braelnoir]]
|-
|March 31, 2022
|[[Tower Offense]]
|[[Kard]], [[Robert]], [[Rocky]], [[Taran]], [[Zofija]], [[Serene]]
|-
|
|[[The Dreaming Triad]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|}

===April===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|April 1, 2022
|[[A Veiled Journey (Part 10)]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Acedia]], [[Malik]], [[Stjepan]] '''DM''': Whirlpool
|-
|
|[[A Shock and a Chat on Coyote's Laugh]]
|[[Choler]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seyardu]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 2, 2022
|[[Love and Hangovers]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Taran]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[In the Wake of Laughter]]
|[[Jay]], [[Lauriel]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|April 3, 2022
|[[Clockwerk Connundrum]]
|[[Lysos]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Randolf]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 4, 2022
|[[United for Justice and Bacon]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Dolan]], [[Andelena]]
|-
|
|[[Stable Animals]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Release the Pumas!]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], Sirri, Illiria
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations, (part 12) Finale]]
|[[Paenitia]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Jinks]], [[Lysos]], [[Edinaz]]
|-
|
|[[Staggering Home]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 5, 2022
|[[Cider in the Rain]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Jay]]
|-
|
|[[Five Dates and a Proposal]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 6, 2022
|[[Hair of the Duck]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Vasilly]], [[Taran]], [[Magpie]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Crius]], [[Jay]]
|-
|
|[[Half-Sil in Revue]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Robert]], [[Slixvah]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 7, 2022
|[[The Grandeur of Sorcery]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Joy False And True]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Malik]], [[Zeke]], [[Serene]]
|-
|April 8, 2022
|[[Blue Moon]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Dolan]], [[Taran]], [[Telamon]], [[Lysos]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[A Veiled Journey (Part 11)]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Zeke]], [[Malik]], [[Stjepan]] '''DM''': Whirlpool
|-
|
|[[It's Raining, It's Pouring]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 9, 2022
|[[Goldbell's Echo]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Jay]], [[Zofija]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|April 10, 2022
|[[The Lady's Cloak]]
|[[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Zofija]], [[Slixvah]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|
|[[Burgles in the Night]]
|[[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Zofija]], [[Nemori]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|April 11, 2022
|[[Drink, Drink, Drink]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Crius]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[A Fine Fey Evening]]
|[[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Zofija]], [[Slixvah]], [[Telamon]], Fionnuala
|-
|
|[[Totem of Cunning]]
|[[Crius]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Shilde]], [[Smuldur]], [[Taran]]
|-
|April 12, 2022
|[[Con-spicuous Consumption]]
|[[Lysos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Rocky]], [[Silmeria]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 13, 2022
|[[Something New and Wonderful]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 14, 2022
|[[Two and a Half Elves]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Mikilos]], [[Redleaf]]
|-
|
|[[A Few Fowl Questions]]
|[[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[A Vardaman Easter Egg]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Little Bird Feeder]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[No Chemistry]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 15, 2022
|[[Reflections of Violet]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Blue Moon (Part 2)]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Taran]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]], [[Wu]]
|-
|April 16, 2022
|[[Go On, My Love]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 17, 2022
|[[The Gods' Hands]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Telamon]], Balderdan
|-
|
|[[Mul'niessa Secret of Heels]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[A Happy Hatching Day]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Lysos]], [[Seyardu]], [[Jinks]], [[Tenoc]]
|-
|April 18, 2022
|[[An Ominous Message]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Slixvah]], [[Khepri]], [[Robert]], [[Jay]]
|-
|
|[[Resurrectionist Escort]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Shilde]], [[Robert]]
|-
|
|[[Fey Nightmares]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[A Pact Refused]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 19, 2022
|[[Strange Lands]]
|[[Aavhash]], [[Arash]], [[Geir]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[An Ominous Journey]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Khepri]], [[Robert]], [[Jay]]
|-
|April 20, 2022
|[[Silver for an Answer]]
|[[Aavhash]], [[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Telemon]]
|-
|
|[[A Silver for your Thoughts]]
|[[Elyanna]], [[Dirk]], [[Zofija]], [[Ashes]], [[Taran]]
|-
|April 21, 2022
|[[No Undue Risks]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Mikilos]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Dirtier than Expected]]
|[[Magpie]], [[Shilde]], [[Dirk]], [[Khepri]], [[Zofija]], [[Robert]]
|-
|
|[[What is Owed?]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Slixvah]], [[Jay]]
|-
|April 22, 2022
|[[The Balance]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Daechir]]
|-
|
|[[Trap! Holding for Hostages]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Halani]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Good to Be Home]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 23, 2022
|[[Wild Turkeys]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Slixvah]], [[Aavhash]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Halani]], [[Ashes]]
|-
|
|[[Staff Holiday]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Robert]]
|-
|April 24, 2022
|[[I Held Out Hope]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Aya for an Aya]]
|[[Aavhash]], [[Aya]], [[Halani]], [[Jinks]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|
|[[As Luck Would Have It]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|April 25, 2022
|[[Trap! Holding for Hostages (Part 2)]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Halani]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Resurrectionist Escort Part 2]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Shilde]], [[Robert]], [[Aavhash]]
|-
|
|[[The Atlon Cousin]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Alley Oops]]
|[[Jay]], [[Slixvah]], [[Nemori]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Arreth, the Last Sunrise]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], Sirri, Illiria
|-
|April 26, 2022
|[[Trap! Holding for Hostages (Part 3)]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Halani]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[For the Ones We Love]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[A Little Break for a Quartet]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seyardu]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 27, 2022
|[[One More To the Rescue]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Auranar]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Found at Last]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Auranar]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Halani]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[The One That Got Away]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Nailing it Down]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Slixvah]], [[Jay]]
|-
|April 28, 2022
|[[Beetle Juice]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|
|[[An Ocean of Tranquility]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Robert]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|April 29, 2022
|[[Home is Where the Dreams are]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Halani]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|April 30, 2022
|[[Unexpected Company]]
|[[Aya]], [[Daechir]]
|-
|
|[[The Exploration Begins]]
|[[Alys]], [[Kolden]]
|-
|
|[[Finite Space]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Verna]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|}
===May===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|May 1, 2022
|[[Blood on His Feathers]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[In Need of a Cure]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[The Price of Dance]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Junk in the Trunk]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Thurid]], [[Paenitia]], [[Lysos]], DM: [[Robert]]
|-
|
|[[Cooling the Forge]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Zofija]], [[Toha]]
|-
|May 2, 2022
|[[A Were-y Warning]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Halani]]
|-
|
|[[Resurrectionist Escort Part 3]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Shilde]], [[Robert]], [[Aavhash]]
|-
|
|[[With Jealousy, Part 1]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Seyardu]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[The Ending of the Iron King]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], Sirri, Illiria
|-
|May 3, 2022
|[[Home With You]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|May 4, 2022
|[[With Jealousy, Part 2]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Seyardu]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|May 5, 2022
|[[Return to Form]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|May 6, 2022
|[[Testing the Waters]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Booming Business]]
|[[Jay]], [[Nemori]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Ravendar]]
|-
|May 7, 2022
|[[Induction]]
|[[Dolan]], Balderdan
|-
|
|[[Shots and Ladders]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Jay]], [[Robert]]
|-
|May 8, 2022
|[[Caravan Contingent, Part 1]]
|[[Aimarra]], [[Lysos]], [[Murder]], [[Paenitia]], [[Barclaiigh]], DM: Subduction
|-
|
|[[Dinner and More than Dessert]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[In a and/or Considering Pickle(s)]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Irshya]], [[Shilde]]
|-
|May 9, 2022
|[[Resurrectionist Escort Part 4]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Shilde]], [[Robert]], [[Aavhash]]
|-
|
|[[With Jealousy, Part 3]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seyardu]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[The Way Home is Through]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], Sirri, Illiria, Alvin
|-
|
|[[Nailing Down an Order]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Venom]]
|-
|May 10, 2022
|[[Meet me at the Table]]
|[[Aavhash]], [[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Kobolds in the Hot Springs]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Shilde]], [[Merek]], [[Pasithea]], [[Dirk]]
|-
|May 11, 2022
|[[Cloudwatching]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Night Time Woes]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Alone Together]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|May 12, 2022
|[[Look Who's Cooking Now]]
|[[Aya]], [[Daechir]]
|-
|
|[[Drink Till it Hurts]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Aragos]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Mikilos]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Packing Bags and Asking Questions]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|May 13, 2022
|[[A Leaf]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]], [[Seyardu]], [[Halani]]
|-
|
|[[Smoke and Vapors]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dirk]], [[Leetle]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[The Abandoned Monestary]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Shilde]], [[Slixvah]], DM [[Telamon]]
|-
|May 14, 2022
|[[Counting Sheep]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Auranar]], [[Dirk]], [[Shilde]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|May 15, 2022
|[[Anger and Madness]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[A New Chapter]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Kobolds: The Lying Table]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Seyardu]], [[Tawyse]], [[Halani]]
|-
|
|[[Warding the Roost]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|May 16, 2022
|[[A Legal Letter Opener]]
|[[Robert]], [[Nemori]], [[Jay]], [[Eztli]],[[Leetle]]
|-
|
|[[Alvin and Ella, Reunited]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], Sirri, Illiria, Alvin, Ella, Norrington
|-
|
|[[Resurrectionist Escort Part 5]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Shilde]], [[Robert]], [[Aavhash]]
|-
|
|[[A Darkened Mind]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Fear and Drinking in Alexandria]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Halani]], [[Munch]]
|-
|
|[[Requesting Backup]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Venom]]
|-
|May 17, 2022
|[[Kobolds: Take the Town]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Vaera]], [[Venom]]
|-
|
|[[Quickly to Quelynos]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|May 18, 2022
|[[Drunk at Midnight]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Mildly Misplaced Makari]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Shilde]]
|-
|May 19, 2022
|[[Pretty Things]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Kobolds: Storm the Sandcastle]]
|[[Halani]], [[Jinks]], [[Munch]]
|-
|May 20, 2022
|[[Temple District Talk]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Dolan]], [[Eztil]], [[Khepri]], [[Un'eth]]
|-
|May 22, 2022
|[[99 Problems (But Llyranost Isn't One)]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Verna]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Dirk]]
|-
|
|[[An Awkward Reunion]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Mikilos]], [[Aya]], [[Aryia]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Explain Your Smallness]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|May 23, 2022
|[[The First Call]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Resurrectionist Escort Part 6]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Shilde]]
|-
|
|[[Add Victory (um...)]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Culix]], [[Shilde]]
|
|-
|May 24, 2022
|[[Quickly to Quelynos (Part 2)]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[No Wight Place]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Un'eth]]
|-
|
|[[Heth-alumps and Woo-zles]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Shilde]]
|-
|May 25, 2022
|[[Lower Market Meetup]]
|[[Daechir]], [[Gramarye]], [[Hithaeron]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[That Lifting Feeling]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Another Apprentice at the Forge]]
|[[Etzli]], [[Gramarye]], [[Leetle]], [[Robert]]
|-
|May 26, 2022
|[[Say Nevermore]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Hithaeron]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Rocky]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|May 27, 2022
|[[Don't Fear the Wolf]]
|[[Aya]], [[Halani]], [[Munch]]
|-
|
|[[The Hunter And the Hunted]]
|[[Seldan]], DM: Whirlpool
|-
|May 28, 2022
|[[Demon Werewolf Jamboree]]
|[[Aya]], [[Dirk]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]]
|-
|
|[[Jamboree Aftermath]]
|[[Aya]], [[Dirk]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|May 29, 2022
|[[Heth Wights for No One]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Dolan]], [[Andelena]], [[Robert]], [[Shilde]]
|-
|May 30, 2022
|[[Heth Hath No Flurries]]
|[[Zofija]], [[Jay]], [[Slixvah]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[Wraith for It]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Home and Friends]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Percy]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Wight Into The Cups]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Mikilos]], [[Robert]], [[Shilde]]
|-
|May 31, 2022
|[[Quickly to Quelynos (Part 3)]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Lysos]], [[Verna]]
|-
|}
===June===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|June 01, 2022
|[[Where You Are]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Lysos]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Token of Power]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Slixvah]], [[Robert]], [[Eztli]], [[Jay]]
|-
|
|[[Feytouched and Fey Friends]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Watcher's Vigil]]
|[[Telamon]], vignette
|-
|June 02, 2022
|[[Evacuate This Part 1]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Eztli]], [[Gramarye]], [[Magpie]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]]
|-
|June 03, 2022
|[[Night Like This]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|June 04, 2022
|[[Minions of Evil]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Gurtrud]], [[Nemori]], [[Sjach]] DM [[Dirk]]
|-
|
|[[It's Hot]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Totem of Instinct]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Eztil]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|
|[[Mistakes are Inevitable]]
|[[Daechir]], [[Lyme]], [[Shilde]], [[Stena]]
|-
|June 05, 2022
|[[Internal Journeys]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Stjepan]]
|-
|
|[[For Want of a Mourner]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Silmeria]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Roofside Chat]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Wight Hole Wrong Wish]]
|[[Rocky]], [[Shilde]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], DM: [[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[A Worthwhile Place]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 06, 2022
|[[Advice for the Giving]]
|[[Aya]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Jail Talk]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]]
|-
|
|[[Messengers with Pie]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 07, 2022
|[[Been Dreaming]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 08, 2022
|[[Malefic]]
|[[Skielstregar]], vignette
|-
|
|[[Wolfsbane]]
|[[Silmeria]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Visitor with Wine]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Crawled Out of a Hole]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Barclaiigh]]
|-
|
|[[Obligatory Fanservice Episode 3: Return of the Fey]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 09, 2022
|[[Death's War]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Silmeria]]
|-
|
|[[Anatomy of a Fiend]]
|[[Aya]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|
|[[Evacuate This Part 2]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Eztli]], [[Gramarye]], [[Magpie]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Jay]]
|-
|
|[[A Matter of Faith]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 10, 2022
|[[Begrudging Aid]]
|[[Aya]], [[Aryia]]
|-
|
|[[Wight Club]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Dirk]], [[Nemori]], [[Sora]]
|-
|
|[[What Dark Breaks]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Silmeria]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Horns Are Not For Gnawing]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Murder]]
|-
|
|[[The Griever's Next Move]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Seldan]], [[Halani]], [[Zeke]], [[Jinks]], [[Stjepan]]
|-
|June 11, 2022
|[[My Strength]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Sandwiches and Sunlight]]
|[[Aya]], [[Aryia]], [[Seldan]], [[Seyardu]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Fish Scales]]
|[[Murder]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[You Have to Save her]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Jinks]], [[Halani]], [[Aya]], [[Merek]]
|-
|
|[[Late Night for a Late Bite]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Eztli]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Verna]]
|-
|June 12, 2022
|[[Dance of the Dragoon]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|
|[[Hot Words on a Hot Day]]
|[[Aya]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[En guarde!]]
|[[Jay]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]]
|-
|June 13, 2022
|[[Scones, Clothes, and Betrothed]]
|[[Verna]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Aryia]], [[Auranar]]
|-
|
|[[Dinner Out]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Daniel]], [[Lysos]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[The Wounds Left Behind]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Prepare to Bargain]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Aya]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|June 14, 2022
|[[Research!]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Eztli]], [[Lysos]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Puppy Therapy]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Wight Investigation, part 1]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Shilde]], [[Paenitia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|June 15, 2022
|[[The Places Between]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Halani]], [[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Bird, Bird, and Bot]]
|[[Gramarye]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|June 16, 2022
|[[Interview with a Werewolf]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Silmeria]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[A Pie Returned in Kind]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[On Artifice Armor Appearances]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[Mistakes Happened]]
|[[Elyanna]], [[Gramarye]], [[Jay]], [[Shilde]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|June 17, 2022
|[[Up to Measure]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Time to Retire]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Khepri]], [[Nemori]], [[Smuldur]]
|-
|
|[[Accidental Admittance]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Verna]]
|-
|June 19, 2022
|[[Be A Wight In The Darkness]]
|[[Carver]], [[Dalton]], [[Eztli]], [[Kyria]], [[Nemori]], [[Sora]]
|-
|
|[[Weddings, Warnings, Temples, and Tea]]
|[[Silmeria]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Lizards, Lunch, and Liars]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[Suspect Donations]]
|[[Khepri]], [[Sora]], [[Rocky]], [[Gramarye]], [[Knightmare]], [[Jay]]
|-
|
|[[Part of the Family]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 20, 2022
|[[Paladin on the Old Road]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Serene]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Catch and Release]]
|[[Andelena]] [[Slixvah]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[More than meets the Eye]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Auranar]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Menagerie]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Eztli]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Shilde]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 21, 2022
|[[Best Friends Forever]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Bring me a Dream]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Ssun's Out, Sscales Out]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Un'eth]]
|-
|
|[[Wight Investigation, part 2]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Shilde]], [[Paenitia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|June 22, 2022
|[[All I Want]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[The Places Between (Part 2)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Halani]], [[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 23, 2022
|[[Evacuate This, part 3]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Eztli]], [[Gramarye]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Jay]]
|-
|June 24, 2022
|[[Something Smells....]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Khepri]], [[Nemori]], [[Sora]]
|-
|
|[[Wight in the Feels]]
|[[Paenitia]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Lysos]], [[MAC-B1G]]
|-
|
|[[Seelie or Unseelie]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Can't Run Anymore]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|June 25, 2022
|[[Way of the Sword]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|June 26, 2022
|[[Sweet Summer Solstice]]
|[[Carver]], [[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Inevitable Sewer Adventure]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Dirk]], [[Jay]], [[Jozi]], [[Nemori]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|June 27, 2022
|[[Glass Half Full]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Daniel]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Devil of Sanguine Fen]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Sora]], [[Smuldur]]
|-
|
|[[The Inevitable Follow-up]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Eztli]], [[Robert]], [[Jay]], [[Jozi]]
|-
|
|[[Symbol of Memory]]
|[[Gramarye]], [[Khepri]]
|-
|June 28, 2022
|[[Art in Temple Square]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Silmeria]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Wight Investigation, part 3]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|
|[[Deliverance]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|June 29, 2022
|[[Clearing the Scales]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|June 30, 2022
|[[Evacuate This, part 4]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Eztli]], [[Gramarye]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Jay]]
|-
|}
===July===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|July 01, 2022
|[[A Half-Year Anniversary]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 02, 2022
|[[Merely Offering Greetings]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Bird in the Hand]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|
|[[Look Who's Back]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Imane]], [[Mikilos]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]]
|-
|
|[[Git, Good]]
|[[Lysos]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|July 03, 2022
|[[My Cabin in the Woods]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Divided by a Common Language]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Khepri]], [[Nemori]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[A Promise of Unending Beauty]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Verna]]
|-
|July 04, 2022
|[[(not so) Veiled Venom]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Nemori]], [[Venom]]
|-
|
|[[Market Shenanigans]]
|[[Carver]], [[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Verna]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[The Laughing Thief]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 05, 2022
|[[Wight Investigation, part 4]]
|[[Paenitia]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|
|[[Praying to Protocol]]
|[[Gramarye]], [[Khepri]]
|-
|July 06, 2022
|[[Students & Teachers]]
|[[Verna]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 07, 2022
|[[Evacuate This, part 5]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Eztli]], [[Gramarye]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Jay]]
|-
|July 08, 2022
|[[the Way We Were Waylaid, Wayward]]
|[[Braith]], [[Carver]], [[Dirk]], [[Jay]], [[Nemori]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Give Me The News]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|July 09, 2022
|[[It's always some Thing]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Shilde]]
|-
|July 10, 2022
|[[The Real eState of Things]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Khepri]], [[Nemori]], [[Slixvah]], [[Jay]]
|-
|July 11, 2022
|[[Running of the Wolves]]
|[[Carver]], [[Daniel]], [[Dirk]], [[Irshya]], [[Khepri]], [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[But First, Dinner]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Lasabeth's Lice, pt1]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Nemori]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|July 12, 2022
|[[Wrestling With Choices]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dirk]], [[Percy]]
|-
|
|[[Get Well Soon?]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[Wight Investigation, part 5]]
|[[Paenitia]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|July 13, 2022
|[[The Hurdy-Gurdy Demonstration]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Capture the Totem]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Lysos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Sherine]], [[Sora]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[In the Library with the Crimson Pen]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Sabina]]
|-
|July 14, 2022
|[[Statuesque]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Lasabeth's Lice pt2]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Nemori]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Pothy's Home]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Evacuate This, part 6]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Gramarye]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Jay]]
|-
|July 15, 2022
|[[A Mountain Stroll]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]], [[Verna]], [[Robert]]
|-
|
|[[Two Truths and a Lie]]
|[[Irshya]], [[Patch]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[the Way We Were Waylaid, Wayward, p2]]
|[[Carver]], [[Dirk]], [[Jay]], [[Nemori]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Dancin' Dragoon]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|July 16, 2022
|[[Tuned Up for What]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]], [[Mikilos]], [[Robert]]
|-
|
|[[Corkscrew and Wine]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Mikilos]], [[Patch]], [[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[Acceptance]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[Late Night at the Cheerful Corvid]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Eztli]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|July 17, 2022
|[[Heal Thyself]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Jay]], [[Khepri]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Dirk]]
|-
|
|[[The New Redeemer in Town]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaughn]]
|-
|
|[[The Wight Album]]
|[[Dalton]], [[Jay]], [[Kyria]], [[Patch]], [[Sherine]], [[Vaughn]]
|-
|
|[[Drink Between Friends]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Slixvah]], [[Eztli]], [[Jay]], [[Robert]]
|-
|July 18, 2022
|[[An Armed Collision]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Running with the Wolves (Part 2)]]
|[[Daniel]], [[Dirk]], [[Khepri]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[The Weight of Wights]]
|[[Karasu]], [[Magpie]], [[Niara]], [[Vaughn]]
|-
|July 19, 2022
|[[On Matters of Thievery]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], Balderdan
|-
|
|[[Lucht Runs Out]]
|[[Brianna]], [[Eztli]], [[Jay]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[It's Fair to Be Were-y]]
|[[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaughn]]
|-
|July 20, 2022
|[[Luck of the Bird]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Slixvah]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 21, 2022
|[[Turn over the Totem]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Telamon]], Balderdan
|-
|
|[[Organizing Thoughts]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Patch]], [[Mikilos]], [[Venom]]
|-
|
|[[Excavate This!]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Nemori]], [[Jay]], [[Eztli]], [[Dirk]], DM: [[Robert]]
|-
|July 22, 2022
|[[Ribbon Exchange]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[The Way We Were Wayward Waylaid, Part 3]]
| [[Jay]], [[Nemori]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[The Snack Platter]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Sora]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 23, 2022
|[[Book Smart]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Khepri]], [[Patch]], [[Vaughn]]
|-
|July 24, 2022
|[[Play Pretend]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|
|[[The Wight Album, part 2]]
|[[Dalton]], [[Jay]], [[Kyria]], [[Patch]], [[Sherine]]
|-
|
|[[To Grandfather's House We Go]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|July 25, 2022
|[[Let It Rest Already!]]
|[[Paenitia]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Lysos]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|July 26, 2022
|[[Strongestestest Warrior]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Robert]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|
|[[Silk and Steel]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 27, 2022
|[[Drinking Buddy]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Leetle]]
|-
|
|[[Face//Off]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Shilde]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 28, 2022
|[[Evacuate This, part 7]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Gramarye]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Jay]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|July 29, 2022
|[[Doling Out Plans]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|
|[[Cookies at the Cheerful Corvid]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Stjepan]]
|-
|July 30, 2022
|[[The Way We Were Wayward Waylaid, Part 4]]
|[[Jay]], [[Nemori]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Stand With You]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|
|[[Pulling at Knots]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]]
|-
|July 31, 2022
|[[Amily in the Wight]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Dirk]], [[Khepri]], [[Eztli]], [[Jay]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[Campfire Conversation]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|}

===August===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|August 01, 2022
|[[Wight Worms (Group 2)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aurala]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Halani]], [[Silmeria]], [[Stjepan]]
|-
|
|[[Oruch-ouch-um]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Andelena]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[The Vintner's Offer]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 02, 2022
|[[A Deal is a Deal]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Face//Off, Part 2]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Shilde]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Hymn and Haw]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]]
|-
|August 03, 2022
|[[Stolen! Totem at the Temple]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Kard]], [[Lysos]], [[Patch]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Zyla]]
|-
|
|[[Flight Regulations]]
|[[Jay]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Rush Order]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|
|[[Cleaning and Mending]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|August 04, 2022
|[[Zalgi-man or Puppet]]
|[[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 05, 2022
|[[Warehouse Gossip]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Slixvah]], [[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Irshya]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Cleanup Crew]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Braith]], [[Patch]], [[Finn]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Cleanup Checkup]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]]
|-
|August 07, 2022
|[[Teatime Talk]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Noble Intentions]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Zyla]], [[Paenitia]], [[Shilde]] DM: [[Eztli]]
|-
|August 08, 2022
|[[The Write Stuff]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[The Bird at the Cheerful Corvid (It's Not Pothy)]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[The Stars Only for Her]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Wight Worms (Group 2 Part 2)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aurala]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Halani]], [[Silmeria]], [[Stjepan]]
|-
|August 09, 2022
|[[Fish Thief]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Magpie]], [[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Slixvah]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 10, 2022
|[[Reading into things]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Safe and Sound]]
|[[Venom]], [[Aryia]]
|-
|
|[[Soggy Salutations]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Patch]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Cryosanthia]]
|-
|
|[[The Mercenary (Love) Life]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Stjepan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 11, 2022
|[[Out of Step]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Unwanted Duty]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Wolf in Sheep's Clothing]]
|[[Halani]], [[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[A Noble Tongue]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaughn]]
|-
|August 12, 2022
|[[Portside Distractions]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Gramarye]], DM: [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|August 13, 2022
|[[Court of Teeth]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Culix]], [[Etzli]], [[Slixvah]], DM: [[Yaretzi]]
|-
|
|[[Black-eyed Peas]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Rocky]], [[Verna]], [[Yaretzi]], [[Zyla]]
|-
|August 14, 2022
|[[Spirits and Wine]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[How to Bait a Wolf]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|
|[[Noble Intentions Part 2]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Zyla]], [[Paenitia]], [[Shilde]] DM: [[Eztli]]
|-
|
|[[Library Days]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[Tooth Fairy Headache]]
|[[Culix]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Sable]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 15, 2022
|[[An Imp-Sized Migraine]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|August 16, 2022
|[[If You Give a Faerie Dragon a Mountain Oyster]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 17, 2022
|[[Brunch and Spice]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|
|[[Outer Tribes]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Yaretzi]]
|-
|August 18, 2022
|[[For Want of Armor]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|
|[[SYWTBAH]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Slixvah]] DM: [[Williwaw]]
|-
|
|[[Fey-ke Dragon in the Gardens]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|August 19, 2022
|[[Lady and the Bard]]
|[[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Artisanal Linguistics]]
|[[Alaryn]], [[Telamon]], [[Slixvah]], [[Patch]]
|-
|August 20, 2022
|[[Glass Dragon]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Eztli]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|August 21, 2022
|[[Kobolds: Kill the Witch Queen]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Seyardu]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Selia]], [[Jinks]] DMs: [[Cryosanthia]], [[Williwaw]]
|-
|
|[[Rainy Eliday Morning]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 22, 2022
|[[Like Dominos]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Patch]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[SYWTBAH Part 2]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Slixvah]] DM: [[Williwaw]]
|-
|
|[[Scrolling for Insight]]
|[[Elyanna]], [[Patch]], [[Zofija]], [[Alaryn]] DM: [[Whirlpool]]
|-
|August 23, 2022
|[[Rain on your Parade]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[Devilish Research]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|
|[[A Drink and a Song]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Ravendar]]
|-
|August 24, 2022
|[[Hash It out Over Breakfast]]
|[[Yaretzi]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Alaryn]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[A Visit Over Tea]]
|[[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 25, 2022
|[[Questions for Ryon]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|August 27, 2022
|[[A Cure for a Multitude of Ills]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|August 28, 2022
|[[Heart Of The Cards]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|-
|August 29, 2022
|[[Koming Klean over Kvass]]
|[[Elyanna]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-

|August 30, 2022
|[[Birds and Wedding Bells]]
|[[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[The Date is Set]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[What Big Eyes You Have]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|
|[[Esoterica Petitio]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]]
|-
|August 31, 2022
|[[Bready to Dance]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Nessa]]
|-
|}

===September===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|September 1, 2022
|[[Reading Rainbow]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Purpose of Strength]]
|[[Yaretzi]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|September 2, 2022
|[[Rainbows and Shadows]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Crik]], [[Culix]]
|-
|
|[[The Necessity of Bathing]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Jinks]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|September 4, 2022
|[[MEETUP: Fortune's Favor]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Merek]], [[Crik]], [[Jay]], [[Culix]], [[Mikilos]], DM: [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[The Sunguard and Her Cats]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|September 5, 2022
|[[Wayfarer's Breakfast]]
|[[Patch]], [[Seldan]], [[Eztli]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Wight Worms (Group 1)]]
|[[Cesran]], [[Serene]], [[Seldan]], [[Seyardu]], [[Un'eth]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Malice of Infinity]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|
|[[Trinkets and Baubles]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Yaretzi]]
|-
|
|[[Wayfarer's Breakfast Part 2]]
|[[Patch]], [[Seldan]], [[Eztli]], [[Slixvah]], [[Dirk]], [[Ravendar]]
|-
|
|[[Prisoners of Gravitas]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], [[Mikilos]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[Save the Queen]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Andelena]], [[Carver]], [[Culix]], [[Ravendar]], GM: [[Dirk]]
|-
|
|[[The Poetry Slam Winner]]
|[[Carver]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|September 6, 2022
|[[Bar Tender]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[Git Help]]
|[[Jay]], DM: [[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[Rushing To The Altar]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 7, 2022
|[[Stormy Tea Time]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Jay]], [[Mikilos]], [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[Wand-ering Thoughts]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[A Wight Celebration]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Carver]], [[Cesran]], [[Dirk]], [[Lyme]], [[Mikilos]], [[Molly]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seyardu]], [[Silmeria]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 8, 2022
|[[Devil in the Basement]]
|[[Alaryn]], [[Andelena]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Khepri]]
|-
|
|[[Looking for a Spot]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Yaretzi]]
|-
|
|[[Meetup: Welcome to Ashvale]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Jinks]], [[Zofija]], [[Molly]]
|-
|September 11, 2022
|[[The Lady's Escort]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Eztli]], [[Rocky]], [[Telamon]], [[Thurid]]; GM: [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[The Seed of Evil]]
|[[Telamon]], Karan'taara (NPC); GM: [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|September 12, 2022
|[[The Freak Shoe]]
|[[Jay]], [[Jozi]]
|-
|September 13, 2022
|[[A Small Joke]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|
|[[Half-Elf Homecoming]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 14, 2022
|[[Conflict of Philosophy]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[The Raven Truce]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Kaj]]
|-
|September 15, 2022
|[[A Bird in Hand]]
|[[Cryosanthia]]
|-
|
|[[Portside Blues]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Eztli]], [[Jay]], DM: [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[A Gnoment in Time, Part 1]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Lyme]], [[Paenitia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Zyla]]
|-
|
|[[Ruminations on a Monster]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 16, 2022
|[[Allergic Inflection]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[irshya]], [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[Return to Chandor's Crossing]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Dirk]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], GM: [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 18, 2022
|[[The Cat's Meow]]
|[[Carver]], [[Crik]], [[Crius]], [[Sable]], GM: [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[The Face Of A Friend]]
|[[Gramarye]], [[Khepri]]
|-
|September 19, 2022
|[[Rain Check]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Murder]]
|-
|
|[[Night Shift]]
|[[Irshya]], [[Slixvah]], [[Dirk]], [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[The Midnight Unkindness]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 21, 2022
|[[Final F-ant-asy: Lion Edition]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Chemas]], [[Eztli]], [[Lysa]], [[Magpie]], [[Slixvah]], DM: [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[Morning Shift]]
|[[Irshya]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Heady the Sea, part 1]]
|[[Jay]], [[Jozi]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|September 22, 2022
|[[Portside Blues Part 2]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Eztli]], [[Jay]], DM: [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Welcome to Ashenvale, part 2]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Jinks]], [[Zofija]], [[Jozi]]
|-
|
|[[A Gnoment in Time, Part 2]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Lyme]], [[Paenitia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Zyla]]
|-
|September 23, 2022
|[[Boxy Rain Dance]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Write in the Eels]]
|[[Jay]], [[Slixvah]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]]
|-
|
|[[Council Inquest]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Merek]], [[Patch]], [[Seyardu]], [[Stjepan]], [[Cesran]], [[Seldan]], [[Malik]]
|-
|
|[[Hounds of Hell]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Sora]], [[Telamon]]; GM: [[Dirk]]
|-
|
|[[Time Enough]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 25, 2022
|[[Kobolds: Kill the Witch-Queen, finale]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Seyardu]], [[Jinks]], [[Selia]], [[Braelnoir]] DMs: [[Cryosanthia]], [[Williwaw]]
|-
|
|[[Busting Pyramids]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|September 26, 2022
|[[Heady the Sea, Part 2]]
|[[Jay]], [[Jozi]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|September 27, 2022
|[[It Came From Beyond!]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Slixvah]], [[Syianne]]; GM: [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 28, 2022
|[[Language of Metal]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Crik]]
|-
|
|[[Fifty-Fifty]]
|[[Jay]], [[Schara]], [[Zalara]]
|-
|
|[[Dinner at the Rosalian Rose]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 29, 2022
|[[Always the Gross Jobs]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]], [[Stjepan]]
|-
|
|[[Welcome to Ashenvale, part 3]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Zofija]], [[Jozi]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[The Eager Cake Testers]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[A Gnoment in Time, Part 3]]
|[[Lyme]], [[Paenitia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Zyla]]
|-
|}

===October===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|October 2, 2022
|[[Fish and Catch-Up]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|
|[[Out of the Water]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Tiasa]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|October 3, 2022
|[[An Enchanting Afternoon at Home]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[More Meat Pies!]]
|[[Jay]], [[Jozi]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|October 5, 2022
|[[Home by the Sea]]
|[[Alaryn]], [[Andelena]], [[Magpie]]; GM: Telamon
|-
|October 4, 2022
|[[Picking up Favors]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Slixvah]], [[Crik]]
|-
|
|[[Head's Down Git's Up]]
|[[Jay]], [[Jozi]], [[Slixvah]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|October 6, 2022
|[[Head's Down Git's Up Part 2]]
|[[Jay]], [[Jozi]], [[Slixvah]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[A Gnoment in Time, Part 4]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Zyla]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Paenitia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|October 7, 2022
|[[Big Trouble in Little Redford]]
|[[Lysa]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], GM: [[Dirk]]
|-
|
|[[Nine Years of Debt]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Tenoc]], [[Halani]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|October 9, 2022
|[[Shaking off the Nerves]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 10, 2022
|[[Head's Down Git's Up Part 3]]
|[[Jay]], [[Jozi]], [[Slixvah]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[The Final Stitches]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|October 11, 2022
|[[The Black Crystals]]
|[[Jay]], [[Slixvah]], [[Alaryn]], [[Schara]], [[Lauriel]], [[Toha]], [[Zalara]]
|-
|
|[[Taking the Report]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 12, 2022
|[[Learning To Fly]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 13, 2022
|[[A Gnoment in Time, Part 5]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Paenitia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Vaera]], [[Dirk]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|October 14, 2022
|[[Small Aside at the Society]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Crik]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[Fifty to Thirty-Three]]
|[[Jay]], [[Alaryn]], [[Merek]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[The Damned Lace]]
|[[Ariya]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 16, 2022
|[[A hug in the Night]]
|[[Jay]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[A Lúpecyll-Atlon Wedding]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Throwed Apples, pt1]]
|[[Etzli]], [[Jozi]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|October 17, 2022
|[[Throwed Apples, pt2]]
|[[Etzli]], [[Jay]], [[Jozi]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[What's In a Light]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Murder]]
|-
|
|[[A Lupecyll-Atlon Wedding Party]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Aryia]], [[Carver]], [[Dirk]], [[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seyardu]], [[Stjepan]], [[Telamon]], [[Venom]]
|-
|October 18, 2022
|[[Final F-ant-asy: Lion Edition Part 2]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Eztli]], [[Magpie]], [[Slixvah]], DM: [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[Until the End of All]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 19, 2022
|[[An Ale Advised Plan]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Schara]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|October 20, 2022
|[[Final F-ant-asy: Lion Edition Part 3]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Eztli]], [[Magpie]], [[Slixvah]], DM: [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[Dunny Go Alone]]
|[[Jay]], [[Merek]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[A Walk In The Woods]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Pouring over Data]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[A Gnoment in Time, Part 6]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Lyme]], [[Vaera]], [[Dirk]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Paenitia]]
|-
|October 21, 2022
|[[Miss His Light]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[Town Planning Council]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Merek]], [[Patch]], [[Seyardu]], [[Stjepan]]
|-
|
|[[A Lupecyll-Atlon Homecoming]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 24, 2022
|[[The Instrument of the Grey Lady]]
|[[Zofija]], [[Elyanna]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[Leg of Meat and A Dream]]
|[[Murder]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|October 25, 2022
|[[Scrub the Deck]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Venom]]
|-
|
|[[A Theatrical Reunion]]
|[[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Schara]], [[Slixvah]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 26, 2022
|[[The Hunt for Tang]]
|[[Jay]]
|-
|
|[[Something to Tlahco Bout]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Khepri]], [[Vaera]]; GM: Ravenstongue
|-
|October 27, 2022
|[[A Gnoment in Time, Part 7]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Zyla]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Paenitia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|
|[[Bluedragon Ale]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]], [[Schara]], [[Merek]], [[Jay]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[Star Soup for the Soul]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 28, 2022
|[[Nap In The Stacks]]
|[[Schara]], [[Slixvah]]
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|-
|October 29, 2022
|[[Graveyard Smash]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Culix]], [[Dirk]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[All-Time Grates, the]]
|[[Irshya]], [[Jay]], [[Rocky]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Waltzing Chartle-Clank-Hamma-Sprokiee]]
|[[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[Demons Marketplace]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Kira]], [[Rocky]]
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|October 30, 2022
|[[Injuries of the Mortal Kind]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Face to Faceless]]
|[[Jay]], [[Patch]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|October 31, 2022
|[[Winter's Bite, Part 1]]
|[[Faiza]], [[Slixvah]], [[Jay]], [[Robert]], DM: [[Patch]]
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|[[Hallowed Halls]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Schara]], [[Verna]], [[Zyla]]
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|}

===November===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
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|November 1, 2022
|[[Small Versus Tall]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Murder]], [[Yaretzi]]
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|[[The Cat Bath]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
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|[[Lies of a Mission]]
|[[Robert]], [[Jay]], [[Nemori]], [[Eztli]]
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|November 2, 2022
|[[ Lies of a Tension]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Merek]], [[Mikilos]], [[Serene]]
|-
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|[[The Rook's First Move]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|November 3, 2022
|[[ Winter's Bite, Part 2]]
|[[Patch]], [[Robert "Bobby"]], [[Slixvah]], [[Jay]]
|-
|
|[[A Gnoment in Time, Part 8]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Paenitia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|November 4, 2022
|[[Dinner with Friends]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], [[Gadget]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Draining The Sewers]]
|[[Mara]], [[Patch]]. [[Schara]], DM: [[Telamon]]
|-
|November 5, 2022
|[[Dwarf Fortress]]
|[[Jay]], [[Khepri]], [[Crik]], [[Schara]]
|-
|November 6, 2022
|[[Hole, the]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Kira]], [[Mikilos]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|November 7, 2022
|[[Reunite, Rekindle, Remember]]
|[[Kira]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Exchange Grate]]
|[[Jay]], [[Jozi]], [[Nemori]], [[Zofija]]
|-
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|[[Seen by the Shore: Demon]]
|[[Kira]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|November 8, 2022
|[[Aftermath of Seen by the Shore]]
|[[Kira]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Dormant Reflections]]
|[[Patch]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|November 9, 2022
|[[In Search of... Mr. Tibbys]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Shilde]]
|-
|November 10, 2022
|[[A Gnoment in Time, Part 9]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Paenitia]], [[Dirk]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]]
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|}

Exchange Grate

2022-11-09T00:13:29Z

Cryosanthia: Created page with "<div style="padding:5px; background-color:#e7eaea;"> == Log Info == *Title: Exchange Grate *Emitter: Jinks *Characters: Jay, Jozi, Nemori, Zofija *Place: Alexandria Sewers, Abandonned Dwarf City *Time: Monday, November 07, 2022, 1:57 PM *Summary: Arrangements have been made with the captured, two-faced (many-faced?) faceless brigand for the return of the kidnapped congenial kobold. Those familiar with Cesseli await contact with details for the exchange. Precautions have..."

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== Log Info ==
*Title: Exchange Grate
*Emitter: Jinks
*Characters: Jay, Jozi, Nemori, Zofija
*Place: Alexandria Sewers, Abandonned Dwarf City
*Time: Monday, November 07, 2022, 1:57 PM
*Summary: Arrangements have been made with the captured, two-faced (many-faced?) faceless brigand for the return of the kidnapped congenial kobold. Those familiar with Cesseli await contact with details for the exchange. Precautions have been taken. Still, one can't help but think something stinks. Maybe it's just the wastewater? The trek through it is long, arduous, and needlessly circuitous. The Adventurers discover a long abandonned Khazah-dul city deep beneath Alexandria, and the exchange location in one of its dormitories. The faceless continue to be two-faced and duplicitous, resulting in rash actions and combat with a floating crab. The Lockbox is taken, Cesseli is rescued and brought to the Soldier's Defense.</div>

<pre>-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Appearing =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Jay 5'9" 145 Lb Eaglefolk Male A perky male Blue Jay with a discerning eye.
Jozi 5'8" 148 Lb Half-Orc Female A brunette half-orcess with a sunny disposition.
Nemori 4'10" 110 Lb Mul'niessa Female A tall and slender, dark skinned elf.
Zofija 5'8" 225 Lb Hobgoblin Female A well-dressed Arvek-Nar with a big hammer.
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-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= As the GM =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Jinks 3'4" 39 Lb Gnome Male A gnomish fellow in fancy garb and jewelry.
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The negotiations in the catacombs beneath the Artificer's Hall were prolonged and frustrating. It proved very difficult to build trust on a foundation of deceit and kidnapping.

The one advantage was that the captured creature was clearly driven by self-interest and more than a little worried about how it would be received, returning after being captured. Jay managed to identify that fear and appeal to the faceless stalker's desire to survive.

After catching each other in more than one lie, the pair managed to reach some tenuous form of understanding and an agreement was reached: the shapeshifter would meet back with its co-kidnappers and arrange a face-to-face exchange. It would lobby for token deliveries to be delayed and seemed fairly confident it could manage that much, too.

The part-time lawyer sensed the lie, however.

The egalrin also managed to trip up the aberration, leading it to reveal that their den lies in the deep-sewers and Khazadi ruins beneath the warehouse district.

Finally, the scoundrel offered a simple code: if contact was delivered to Jay's residence, the deal is fair, but foul if it was sent to the Explorer's Guild. If nothing went truly awry, contact would be made the next morning.

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So now... now we have good news and bad news.

The brownpaper-wrapped parcel arrived at Jay's home in the hands of a dirty, urchin courier. The little human boy still had the jellied bribe smeared on his lips and cheek when he met the egalrin after pounding on his door. He handed off the box and left.

The heft of the box was unsettling.

The note attached were curt instructions; a small service shed at the edge of the western gardens has a grate behind it. The grate opens to reveal a staircase that accesses what used to be a cellar beneath an old guardhouse. A drain has been widened in the cellar to allow access to the sewers.

The directions become more obtuse and landmark-based past that. There are calls to look for freshly-painted signs. The note itself is incomplete.

It reminds Jay to bring the lockbox and suggests that a tail might grow back...

Jay holds the box, the note and the weight suggesting the contents. He doesn't want to see; it must be examined. In case it holds a head, which would invalidate the whole exchange attempt. Except it might, except it shouldn't.

In this place of darkness and contemplation, he turns to the darkest thing he knows.

"Nemori... could you look in the box?" He asks, glancing around, not at her. "What would you think is an appropriate response, allegedly?"

It might need to be refridgerated. He's not sure why, cut cooling lizard tail seems preferable to rotting lizard tail. Maybe it can be stuck back on before it has to grow back.

"Do you think their face grows back if it's cut off? They are 'faceless' stalkers." He reads the note for the seventh time, "the instructions aren't complete."

Nemori is still hung up on the fact that somehow she's been convinced to take another trek into the sewers. Or that somehow she's been convinced to involve herself in the affairs of that collection of misfits and their boss. It isn't a coincidence that one of hands floats down by her hip, fingers tapping on a hilt. Not to the rapier, which she retrieved along with the rest of her 'adventuring' paraphernalia, but the knife which she seems so much more comfortable with.

Only tapping, though. Not grasping.

"Fine," the shadow elf finally says, scowling at Jay as if this is all his fault, before taking the box to peer inside. Her nose wrinkles; an expression of disgust, not so much horror. The lid gets snapped back closed. "An appropriate response?" she echoes, then. "I can think of several. Throw this out and forget about it. I have been thinking about starting a small garden.. perhaps this would make good fertilizer? Move this on to Mama Bula and let them deal with their own mess. " She shrugs. Then offers a third option, almost begrudgingly. "I suppose if I actually cared about this creature's fate, I would be inclined to hire assassins and have them all murdered in their beds." A pause. "But we do not do that, of course."

Zofija, looking more hale and hearty than the last time she had been around, where she waited patiently off to one side in a loose fitting shirt and pants. "Talking about what you're doing is all well and good, but you need to actually tell him what's in the box." The arvek-nar grunts. "I can take a look if you don't want to be the bearer of bad news, or I can spend the time getting my armor on if there's someone needing some manner of justice."

<pre>GAME: Nemori rolls heal: (11)+4: 15</pre>

The missive found its way to Jozi as is its wont, and in time, the half-oruch made her way to the meeting place in her kit. She gave the usual folksy howdys and all, but, with the business coming into focus, her bearing became more reserved and she absorbs the details with little pronounced distress.

Nemori looks in the box. Well, at the good news is that the kobold will likely be off balance in his future negotiations with us.

"This is my fault, for talking to the artificers about what we found." Jay says, flapping around the Ilife Smithy. He noticed Nemori's hand creep towards her dagger. "Showing off that skull. Allegedly."

He slips into a full babble, "Except if they wanted it they could have made an offer to buy it. I would have sold it, I don't like the lockbox. It was only important for saving Heady. I'm not determined to uncover the secrets of lost Kulthis. Even if it contains instructions for sucking out someone's soul, I don't -know- that, I can't open it, I've tried! Tried! I shouldn't have to keep a thing I don't want because someone might mis-use it. For all I know it's got a 300 year old cigar in it and is perfectly harmless."

"They could have made an offer!" He asserts, "Instead they kidnap a colleague and cut off his... his... Is someone going to cut off my wings because someone I barely know did something? I defend these people but I didn't want to be a part of their world!"

Nemori's expression when she looks at Zofija is somewhat flat. "Integrity is not stupid. I think he already knows." Though the hobgoblin does prompt Nemori to consider that at the very least some clarification is in order. "It is not a head."

There, see? Comforting.

She does offer the box to Zofija, then, having little interest in continuing to hold the thing... offers Jozi a cursory glance and nod... then narrows her eyes as her attention slips back to Jay. "Stop!" she snaps. "Stop blaming yourself for the actions of others. You do not control what actions they take. They make their own choices. Put the blame where it is due."

Whether Zofija takes the box or it gets put aside in sand barrel or some such, Nemori, free of its burden now, approaches the egalrin, standing before him. She has to look up at him, this close, but still manages that sense of meeting him eye to eye. "Now it is time to make yours! Are you going to do what they demand? Or are you going to wipe your hands of it? You do not have to keep the box. You can throw it in the river, you can hand it over to the authorities, you can travel to a volcano and dump it inside. Or a dozen or more other options I do not care to take the time to imagine! Move forward, Integrity."

Jozi lets out a slow breath and moves toward the troubled Egalrin and her hand extends toward his shoulder as it has oft before, though this time it's more her words she tries to rely on in this case.

"Whoah, Inty...." she croons softly, trying to meet his eyes, "Easy, now, sugar...."

SHe smiles thinly to Nemori as she, too, moves in to help settle him, then, continues on in parallel, "She's right, hon. Folk are gonna do what they do, an that ain't on you."

She gives a quick look to the ladies, then back to their friend's eyes again, "I won't let no one do that to ya, sugar."

Mother give them strength and wisdom...

"We're gonna hafta do something, soon."

"The mul'niessa has a point, shit people aren't going to act sensibly when given the choice, specially when they expect people to act as badly as they are." Zofija grunts, taking a look inside the box, scowling, and setting it aside. "Careful what you're talking about now though, in case they're listening in." She adds, glancing at the fence, then at the box. "We should bring this to the temples before we go, they have spells for stopping decay. Might be possible to get it put back on. I don't know what's going on, but I don't like the idea of someone innocent suffering because of the whims of others."

<pre>GAME: Zofija rolls heal: (17)+3: 20</pre>

The bluejay flinches away from Nemori when she presses close to him. A small ball of darkness that strikes terror into his breast. He would retreat, fly away, but the sky is blocked by the awning over the smithy and the wall too close. Even less room, with Jozi near. Both women, both their efforts at distracting him, work.

"Temple. Yes. We should go by the temple." He nods vigorously. "Plan on the way, harder to eavesdrop. Also a good idea."

He skirts around an answer to Nemori. "While... gardening is a good idea I would like to table that suggestion for a further discussion. I would like to see a volcano, but not today.

Integrity glances at Zofija, then back down at Nemori. Inhale, exhale. "I don't want evil people to get their way, especially by employing evil means. I want Cesseli returned safely, as a fellow officer of the court I'm obligated to help him. Allegedly. So, let's go to the temple."

He decides, heading out. Grabbing the box and managing to close it without looking inside. Once some distance from the Smithy is achieved, and the street life has become cacophonous enough to prevent easy eavesdropping... and after he's checked the eaves for droppers, Integrity continues his thought. "I don't know these kidnappers and I don't care if they're chopped into little bits. I don't feel a thing for them; I don't want to do it, but it wouldn't bother me to hear."

He reflects carefully, "maybe I'd feel something for the one we talked to." It humanized itself, after all, had an understandable emotion of self preservation, not solely greed. "Obviously we'll be going into a trap, will have to bring the lockbox itself, and they're as likely to try and kill us as make the exchange."

"Any suggestions?"

The sun never quite managed to make an appearance today. The sky is night-black where it peeks through the agitated and roiling cloudcover. The wind is harsh and cold and gets colder-still as you move towards the river.

Pedestrians move quickly to get where they're going and most are bundled-up beneath layers of warm clothes and seasonal concessions. A few of the city's older oil lamps need topping off, wicks dead or dying after running for a prolonged period.

Nemori doesn't remain in Jay's way once he comes to his decision and begins to move. And if there's an expression of satisfaction on Nemori's face when the egalrin seems have made his choice... well, it may not be the choice she agrees with. But that's what makes it a choice. Even if the suggestion she'd prefer to offer would be to toss the tail in the trash and forget about it. But, looking from Zofija to Jozi and back to Jay... it would be highly likely her suggestion would be overruled. "The temples, then," she 'agrees', nodding to Zofija and then Jay. "And then the sewers. Into a trap. Where we will likely be murdered." A pause, memory of a.. conversation.. some few nights ago. Her face hardens a little bit, then, and she falls silent as she follows.

Once she was finished with putting together all of her armor, and making no attempt to stop the egalrin from taking the box, the arvek-nar grunts and leaves the smithy. "If they have no intention of holding up their end of the deal, then it's their funeral." The cavalier shrugs. "Make sure you're prepared in case they grab someone. Seems to be their modus operandi."

"I really hope it doesn't come to that though."

The Defense is closer to where the treasure trail starts. There, or to the temple district, both have spells to preserve body parts, Gentle Repose being a significant option. Of course, Cesseli was a Serrilite, taking parts of him there provide a certain sort of symmetry. Mortician services might be available on the way. The Temple district is out of the way and the kidnappers are clearly impatient. The parcel showing up at Jay's place means the deal is still on, all the bluster that the kobold would be in one piece, was that. Meaningless hot air like it seemed at the time. The Defense is in the Garden's District, near-ish to where the directions start. If they are watching, the kidnappers may see going to a temple as an attempt to involve officials, or the guards. The Temple District is across the river, a bit of walking away.

It isn't a great list of choices once one gets down to it. Jozi's played this sort of game, before, though not so much in Alexandria, proper. There are enough peripheral parallels, so, perhaps it may work.

The half-oruch sighs again and eases back enough to let the jay pace anew and looks between her cohorts, "Allright, well, then we wanna stock up on tactical goodies, then? Better our chances?"

"The Soldier's Defense would be better." Jay decides, after some thought on optics, "It's on the way, it won't look like 'going to the authorities'. They should have some healer there capable of the spell."

Another block later, "All of you can see in the dark, right? I can't. Is there a spell for that? That's not light? If they're going to ambush us I can try to get behind the ambush. If it doesn't look like they're being honest..."

He shrugs his wings, a couple times.

"Or should I just walk out into the open poo palace with the lockbox since they'll be expecting me?"

"I do not, Integrity. It may be best we simply walk into this with our eyes open... it could be that attempting to sneak into this could provoke the response you are attempting to avoid." The shadow elf shrugs. "As quiet as you are... I fear there is little to be done about masking the presence of your allies."

"As much as I'd like to stock up on things, I don't want them to think we're planning on double crossing them the moment we get there. Like I said, they'll assume the worst of use because that's what they expect." The arvek nar grunts. "We'll keep it simple. Tell the soldier's defence that a friend got injured in an accident, and to keep it safe till we can bring them in. Then we go and get all this sorted."

"There are goggles for that, but I'm not sure now's the time to go looking for a pair." The arvek-nar shrugs.

Nemori says, "I think we have a plan. Drop the tail off, keep it dark, and walk into the trap with our eyes open."

As always, light may be an issue in the sewers.

Jozi would probably feel attacked, if she wasn't in full harness, which admittedly, is not particularly good for the sneaky-sneaky.

She gives a nod, then toward Zofija's response and "Alright, just a thought."

Aftr a few paces, she seems to crawl inside her own head a bit, though she keeps looking around as much on the down low as she can.

<pre><OOC> Jozi says, "i have det alignment at will, concentration up to 10 min/level, keep that running set to 'evil'"
GAME: Nemori casts Light. Caster Level: 7 DC: 14
GAME: Zofija rolls knowledge/local: (19)+8: 27
GAME: Jay rolls linguistics: (10)+8: 18
GAME: Jay rolls knowledge/local+6: (15)+11+6: 32 (+6 Urban Fav Terr Mastery)
<OOC> Jay says, "and after 2 or 3 'you need darkvision' plots ina row, I know what magic item I'm getting next"</pre>

The general region the captive had described as the crew's "base of operations" is the old Khazadi dwellings underneath Alexandria that stretch all the way to the mountains. They are deep enough to pass beneath the river inlet that bisects the city into west and east sides.

The interpret the directions on the note are easy enough to interpret. The two cityfolk both agree that the trip will likely be a two-hour walk.

<pre>GAME: Jay rolls perception+6: (9)+15+6: 30
GAME: Nemori rolls perception: (17)+10: 27
GAME: Jozi rolls perception: (3)+9: 12
GAME: Zofija rolls perception: (7)+4: 11</pre>

A portly, curly-haired spinster of a Lucht Hearthguard stops her sweeping and accepts the package on the threshold of the Soldier's Defense with a tut-tut'd "oh, the poor dear..." She cradles the box against her work apron and the ample (relatively speaking) bosom beneath, leaning her broom against the wall before disappearing inside. She promises to keep it safe and insists you return as quickly as possible with the person belonging to the tail even as the door latches closed behind her.

From the Defense to the shed is only a matter of blocks. A friendly wooden "war"golem that looks more like an animated scarecrow bellows a greeting and the greenwood twig of his "mouth" bends into a smile. He's unloading clippings from a wheelbarrow into a set of burlap bags and pays you no mind as you pass behind the shed of find the keening grate. Overgrown stonework describes the outer walls of the building lost to the city's always-interesting past.

The cellar is musty and dusty-dirty. Hanging vines and roots break through ceiling and standing water on the floor has conjured up clouds of buzzing, biting insects. There's some sign of vagrancy in the room, too, with a few old bedrolls and bundled belongings stored atop a fallen and half-rotted set of wooden shelves. No signs of the squatters, though.

The old servant's privy drain is roughly cut out and chiseled wider the four or five feed needed to get down into the shallowest levels of the city's sewers. There's even a handy, bundled rope anchored to a nearby wall.

The sewers, at this point of the journey, are the sewers. Every adventurer has had to cut their teeth in Alexandria's wastewater system. Gods' know why. Perhaps it's like hazing amongst the college fraternities; the first of the city's mercenaries had to do it; now they enjoy inflicting the same suffering on younger generations.

The early portions of the directions are the easiest to follow. What had seemed to Jay to be "incomplete" instructions lead him to junctions with parchment tarred to the wall and arrows painted on the paper. The guidance is intended to be temporary as the paper is already damp and the paint running after less than half a day.

All are doing their best to keep an eye out. Sloshing, slapping noises easily mistaken for the flow of offal-tainted runoff is properly identified as a pair of mating otyugh by mul'niessa and egalrin. The side tunnel is given a wide berth and extra time is taken to avoid sparking the ire of the impassioned filth-squids.

"There is city's sewers go deeper than it is tall, and that includes the Redridge Mountains, Allegedly." Jay opines. Delivering the package to the Lucht healer somewhat restored his spirits... which are going down the shitter now, figuratively and literally. "They seem inexplicable over-designed. If there was a Plane of Sewers, they'd come to Alexandria to take notes. The way the water and sewage lines are mixed, you'd swear there was a treatment facility or two buried in it. Allegedly."

It's a nightmare, trying to keep his feathers out of the muck. "I should get a plague doctor suit for this." When the mating otoyugh are discovered, he amends, "and blinders and ear plugs." At least they were not witnessed. He holds the additional directions with as little contact as possible.

<pre>GAME: Jay rolls linguistics: (20)+8: 28
<OOC> Jinks says, "Jay can give me a perception check, too, since that Linguistics was so high."
GAME: Jay rolls perception+6: (9)+15+6: 30
GAME: Jay rolls survival+6: (3)+4+6: 13
GAME: Nemori rolls survival: (11)+4: 15
GAME: Zofija rolls survival: (5)+1: 6
GAME: Jozi rolls survival: (1)+9: 10 (EPIC FAIL)</pre>

Nemori isn't very happy herself to be back in the bowels of the city. Less about being underground, and more about the stink and the muck and the filth. Mostly about the effort, if she were to be pressed. But she is here to back up her friends. A small stone with a light enchantment was loaned to Jay, to pocket or bring out as he sees fit.. otherwise, she keeps pace with the others, content with whatever place in line she ends up in.

At one point she grunts to herself, then offers, "They are sending us in circles. I would guess at an attempt to confuse where this meeting place is."

The bluejay has puzzled out a rhythm to the directions.

Zofija just shrugs, pulls out a handkerchief, and rubs peppermint oil into it from a vial before tying it off around their face, and offering the vial to the others as they continue to travel deeper. "Hard to tell when the stonework is the same everywhere. At least someone is enjoying themselves in this gods forsaken place." The arvek-nar shrugs.

She never asks herself why she does these sorts of things. She knows why, it's the right thing to do, but what she does wonder is why certain venues still bother her after all this time.

Jozi slogs through the sewers with her comrades with her eyes scanning about as best she can, that same almost distant look upon her features.

Oh, Mother Most Merciful, don't let that conjugal concept crystalize in her mind....

"I'ma need ta take a bath in alchemist fire after this...." she grumbles, looking somewhat stricken.

The bluejay stares at the directions. Nemori's stone is attached to his brow, making it the perfect target. Avian intelligence recognizes a pattern. "There's a rhythm. It's not hard to follow but it's meant to make it impossible to rote memorize, one left-right-left easily confused with one right-left-right. Right?"

"It's so it's impossible to know what's coming next." He steps in something. "Like... that."

An odd aspect of the stonework gets his attention, seemingly innocent, but things don't easily get jammed that deep, and scour marks on rivets are seldom perfectly aligned. "Hmmm... Might come back to this. Well, let's keep going."

"You'd think that with all this confusion and making their tracks impossible to follow if we took our time, they didn't actually want us showing up for this." Zofija grunts. "Nothing for it though. Did you see something? it all looks like sewers to me, and I've got no clue where they actually want us to stop."

"I saw a few drains big enough to fall down forever." The bluejay says, "nothing moving. Well if we don't get lost they'll stop us if it isn't obvious."

Nemori is at least careful about choosing where to step, though in the end it probably won't matter much. And while she does pay attention to her comrades, her ear remains perked for signs of.. being watched? Their destination? Other potential concerns in a sewer system that's nearly as un predictable as the wilderness? So when Jay pauses briefly to examine the scoured rivet, she turns around to look back up and down the passage. Distinguishing shadows. Looking for movement. "I wonder if we are being followed, and the directions removed as we pass. To prevent the possibility of us having brought reinforcements. Or.." she scowls further, another thought. "Perhaps there is meddling."

"Gonna make boltin a bad gamble." Jozi notes sourly, still trying to regain her detective focus, such as it is.

She looks to Nemori and nods, "If I was a shifty sort, that's how I'd do it."

The only upside is, so far, there hasn't been any real 'evil' that's popped up in her searchings. Of course, more ambivalent souls or more mercenary impulses wouldn't show up to such a scan, but there are limits to what she can look for in that particular fashion.

"The directions aren't made to be difficult to follow. They do seem to be written to be difficult to repeat." Jay observes.

The traversal and descent continue. The cut stone, metal plates and piping, and treated woodwork of the city's sewers giving way to a far more slapdash assortment of raw stone or exotic constructions. One can't help but be given the impression that the bowels of modern Alexandria are tunneling down and pushing into the past of forgotten peoples, empires, and worlds; assimilating and erasing.

A strange little city of stilt buildings sits lost and out of time in waters quickly moving from west to east, crashing thunderous in the distance out into the Tornmawr. The occupants stay well out of sight but you're certain you can feel their eyes upon you. The salvage-and-driftwood construction conjures the image of troglodytes or backwoods swamp people.

A rusted metal gate with a sliding metal door blocks a tunnel at the far end of the small cave system and then you're back into worked tunnels with construction obviously meant for the directing and draining of the city's waste. The decline grows steeper and you can feel the vibration-- hear it, too-- of water all around you. In places the floor is forged metal with tiny, diamond-shaped holes that allow mist to spray up and the thunder to roar more loudly.

A few more turns and the sound recedes again. There's a shaft with a post at its center and a wooden panel waiting for you. Ropes, an obvious lever and pulley system, and a sturdy locking lever. The action on the manual elevator is surprisingly smooth given its age and lack of maintenance. The trip down takes some time but Jozi and Zofija have no problem making it a smooth ride.

The next opening door is a four-way intersection with the post-and-platform at its center. Jay's directions have ended but the correct choice is made for you: the eastern tunnel is lit with a crackling torch leaning out from a wall sconce. A sagging leather bookbag sits beneath it.

The construction here is obviously dwarven and obviously ancient. Dark stone fitted so perfectly that the walls seem to be a single piece. The cieling too low for high-jumping. Runes are carved into the wall and the path stretches ahead, well beyond the bag and torchlight.

The sight of a city under the city halts Jay in his tracks. His beak drops open, his head pans from side to side, taking in the river, the ramshackle towers, the vista of it all.

"I'd feel reassured by the mist, but I'm not sure what's in the droplets." He observes, continuing on to the obvious elevator, riding it down, heading through the door.

"Well, that looks like the place. That looks like the bag." The bluejay looks at his companions, "No room to fly. Put the thing in the thing?"

Nemori gives Jay a small shrug of her shoulders. "If that is what you feel the next step should be. Are you ready to hand over the box to them?"

"Same sorta thang ya prbly don't wanna drink, sugar." Jozi returns to Jay's observation about the water, then she looks to the indicated bag.

Hmm.

Her hand reaches for a feathered shoulder again, "Lrt's give things a lookover first, so we know what we're about ta bare our backs to." she says softly in what she hopes is her msot soothing tone, "Stay calm, but pay attention, hon, alright?"

"I'd like a little more reassurance, that he's here, and okay." Integrity says, answering Nemori, then snapping his head around to look at Jozi, "Oh right! Check for traps."

He takes a step, glances back, "Well, they know we're coming and this isn't a surprise, should we yell? I think we should yell."

"HEY CESSELI! ARE YOU HERE? I'M HERE! HERE!"

<pre>GAME: Jay rolls perception+6: (2)+15+6: 23 (Check for Traps)</pre>

"Didn't know there were villages down here, you'd think that would be mentioned a bit more often." The arvek-nar grunts as they pass through the various, bizarre areas and reach the crossroads. "That their bag? well-"

Zofija winces when the egalrin is shouting out their presence, and sighs. "Well, if we're close, they know we're here. Should check out that bag, if it's not trapped."

The hall stretches on east with a smooth, flat floor and straight, square walls. The elevator locks into place with a pull of a crank set into the floor and a brake applying to the post below the platform with a metallic *thunk*.

It's a short walk to the torch and the bag. The tracks in the loose dust on the floor are obvious under the light of the enchanted stone gifted to Jay. The egalrin inspects the bag for traps...

The walls have runes set deep into them, as clean and flawless as the day they were carved. Rigid columns descend at the center of long, fifteen-foot slabs. Larger runes in smaller number mark the edge of the corridors where they meet the elevator shaft.

Jay's voice echoes through the corridors for some time, splitting the silence and bouncing in four directions.

It dies away, finally even the faintest repetition in the distance smothered by the air between the walls.

Then, a half-minute after that, a closer voice responds calmly. "Well, in your own time, then..." It comes from further down the eastern hall.

Nemori's glance at Jay is sharp, but short lived. For one... he is probably right. And for another, it is done. So her voice, when she speaks, is in support of the egalrin. "We are not trading for a dead kobold," she declares, slowly scanning about for the source of the voice.

"... and I'd prefer not to shout. Down the hall, please." The gruff, masculine voice answers Nemori.

The bluejay is a bit distracted, but he nods as he approaches the bag. "Well, dwarves live underground so I guess they have cities. I imagined them more as... well endless dormitories made from repurposed mines. Not someplace you could fly an airship in."

He picks up the bag. It jingles loudly, redundantly announcing their presence. The bird-man looks around, "Lots of Runes. Big runes that mark the halls near the elevators. That one, the way we came, says "RESIDENTIAL EAST". There's some propaganda stuff on the walls too, kind of a back and forth conversation. Something about talk of TRUE DWARVES allying with ELVES-BELOW and serving the MOUNTAIN VOID." He indicates one with a wing, "That says, 'rejoice, workers'."

He peers at something, "Access to Flood Control Dam #3, allegedly. There's three flood control dams? There needs to be more than one? Maybe that's part of the treatment facility."

An actual answer arrives, and Nemori responds, and more instructions follow. "Oh. Okay. We're coming." Jay shakes the bag for good measure then advances into the corridor, jingling all the way.

There's a slow shake of her head, then Jozi replies, "Sometimes folks keep things ta themselves. Fer their reasons, or someone else's." to Zofi, "If they're staying outta underfoot with the guard an the like."

Or the demons, those are a valid social concern.

She girds herself as Jay moves in to things, and her hand drapes itself about the head of the warhammer on her belt.

At the callback from the halls beyond, she remarks, "Guess we got us the welcome mat, then."

<pre>GAME: Jay rolls knowledge/geography+6: (11)+4+6: 21
GAME: Jozi rolls knowledge/religion: (9)+4: 13
GAME: Nemori rolls knowledge/religion: (2)+10: 12</pre>

The voice is gruff but local. No obvious accent.

The hall is ten feet wide.

"Well, then that's more weird, more disturbing if no one knows they're around." Zofija shrugs. She listens to the explanations of the runes, and shakes her head. "Nice to know we've learned nothing from the past really, always a good sign. When's Alexandria going to be the ruins the new city is built on after they tear themselves apart in a civil war?"

She does stop to listen to the replies, and sigh. "Well, they're going to be real unhelpful as always. Guess we just continue down there then."

There's some jostling to get in front, ending with Jay and Zofija in front, and Jozi and Nemori behind.

The hall stretches ahead, your footfalls echoing and scratching through the loose, windblown dust as you walk towards the first intersection. The bag Jay's collected continues to *tink* and jingle as he walks, the bells inside jostled and shifting whenever he moves it. Every sound echoes through the abandoned Khazadi city.

You pass an alcove on your left as you go, blocked by metal bars and a chained door. Heavy, stone double-doors sit behind the bars, ajar to reveal yet-deeper darkness beyond. More tall runes are cut into the stone on a side wall of the alcove. Jay might share that it reads "DINING."

A sharp whistle draws your gaze to the left as you reach the intersection. Down a short set of stairs, a heavily-muscled oruch with black skin leans against a massive metal crate on wheels with his arms crossed. His narrowed eyes glow red in the darkness, turning to an unremarkable brown as he squints against the light spell. "CONVEYANCE" marks the entrance to this hall and the lowered floor has tracks.

Further east are additional, more closely-spaced alcoves. Likely residences, these show signs of their age. One alcove is completely blocked by a collapse of the cieling. The hall to the south is marked "ABLUTIONS/STORAGE."

"You have it?" grunts the orc.

The orc doesn't look like one of the three kidnappers. The kidnappers appeared 'human', but they are shapeshifters. It's fair to assume it's one of the three, ut he looks absolutely nothing like the three that did the kidnapping. Different race, dress, etc.

Jozi's eyes harden some after a moment of sifting through Jay's translations.

She relaxes her mind from holding the latest detection with a bit of a headshake, then reaches back into the metaphysicals to seize those strands once more and pull them tight.

She whispers, "Some folk are swearin themselves ta the Tyrant." as if they weren't already dealing with upstanding citizens.

In time, as they finally draw close enough to lay eyes upon an agent of their opposing number as it were, she turns her attention that way, visual and metaphysical, but doesn't defrog the hammer yet.

"The only thing people learn from the past is how to better themselves at the expense of others," Nemori says, her voice dropping as she falls into step to delve deeper into the ancient city. "The Tyrant once had influence here, I agree. Perhaps still does. Keep that in your thoughts." When they come to the intersection, she frowns further.. her hand has strayed to her pocket by now to pull out her Ceinaran coin, pressing it deep into her palm when the Orc makes his preference known.

The place is awash with evil. It must be the kobolds and lawyers.

"I brought it." Jay says, nodding once, gesturing with his wing. "I brought an Orc too."

"Well, half-orc, and an Arvek Nar and a Mul'niessa, allegedly." He continues in an even tone, "if you'd like to practice some other appearances. Or has the triad become a quartruplet?"

He rather pointedly noses his beak towards the iron crate, "is that Cesseli?" His formal, court-room stance breaks, he clacks his beak, "actually how will we tell it's not one of your friends? The other two, or three, or one are hiding... where?"

<pre>GAME: Jay rolls bluff: (4)+8: 12
GAME: Jay rolls perception+6: (16)+15+6: 37
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+15: (6)+15: 21
GAME: Zofija rolls perception: (15)+4: 19
GAME: Jozi rolls perception: (3)+9: 12
GAME: Nemori rolls perception: (9)+10: 19</pre>

The arvek-nar stops and looks to the 'orc', narrowing their eyes some as the look around the area. "Yeah we have it, but that's not important until we know your captive is safe and able to be handed over. You did a real shite job with removing the tail, and I want to make sure they didn't die from blood loss due to hacking their tail off with a wood chopping axe."

"... because this job has already ran on well past when I wanted to be done with it and my contract-holder is getting antsy." The oruch man sighs and shakes his head at Jay. He hooks a massive, overly-veined hand on his harness and starts walking ahead slowly with his other hand open and slightly out to one side.

"A kobold is worth little to me, generally, and one missing pieces even less-so. He's only worth something to you-- maybe Bula, too." He stops at the bottom of the stairs, looking past the arvek nar to consider the egalrin as he holds out his empty hand. "You have to assume I have contingencies in place to protect myself," he sighs. "But I wouldn't go through all this trouble of talking to you if I'd just planned to kill you and take the artifact."

Zofija's challenge draws another sigh from him and he squints his eyes for a moment. "I can get you another piece-- still warm-- if you insist on belaboring this point further," he growls.

He curls his finger twice in a hand-it-over gesture at Jay.

With the party in the intersection and the cart on the track, it would seem like the orc is trapped without moving either.

There is a second person hiding behind the cage. There is movement in the thin seam between the cart and the wall.

The 'orc' is being sincere. He just wants to be done and get paid.

'Thock'. The bluejay bumps his head on the ceiling. His wings keep partly opening then closing again. His hands drop to his belt, then stray away from it. Shifting in place, he's looking around. Around.

His hand fumbles, shaking as he reaches into his vest and pulls the lockbox out. It's long, cylindrical, about the size of a large church candle. Feathers make for some great concealment.

His other hand drops to the hilt of his rapier and an odd demeanor comes over him. The shaking vanishes, he seems calm, and his voice is even with the hint of a slightly higher pitch. "Cut another piece off him and I'll stab my rapier through your eye and bend it around inside your skull so it comes out the other one."

He's being sincere also. He wants to be done.

His weapon is released and the hesitation returns, he uses both hands to hold out the lockbox. "One of you is behind the box. Not sure where the other one is. Now take this accursed item and give me my friend."

Jay moves to the stairs to for the exchange.

"Here is the issue," Nemori says, her voice taking on a little more sharpness.. and as Jay moves, she inches forward. She doesn't shoulder by Jozi, but does put a hand on her arm to gesture her to sidestep so she can have a clear view of the orc. "This whole meeting, presented under the guise of a trade, or an exchange... but this is false. You have taken something and then presume to assume it is yours to trade back. You threaten to end the kobold if we do not give you the box.. and yet, if you do end the kobold, you will still not have the box. And you will in a poor position to continue negotiating."

"Oh, more threats now? Well isn't that just real reassuring when you refuse to show us your end of the deal." Zofija grunts, keeping her eyes narrowed. "Especially if you have your folks skulking about."

"How about this then? If you don't show us why we should trust you, given the fact that you sent a severed tail to our doorstep after one of your people said they'd stop them from being harmed, Then I'll take this hammer and smash up that box you care so much about?"

<pre>GAME: Nemori rolls intimidate: (7)+6: 13
<OOC> Nemori will use her luck domain reroll
GAME: Nemori rolls intimidate: (2)+6: 8
<OOC> Jinks says, "Jay, do you have appraise?"
GAME: Jay rolls appraise: (2)+3: 5
<OOC> Jay says, "and the Keystone Kops effort continues"
GAME: Jozi rolls intimidate: (3)+11: 14
[RPFive] Jozi says, "fuck these dice"
[RPFive] Jay says, "Honestly this is around when I start being willing to die because of them"</pre>

He's offering Jay an old-looking key and a scroll in exchange for the case. He's also keeping eye contact with the bluejay and ignoring the threats from the others.

Definitely pings on the sense her Matron has bestowed upon her, that's for sure. Something subtle is missing from her voice as Jozi speaks, "Alright. So, now we know where we stand on things."

She turns her head slightly to the side of Nemori's touch, but she doesn't take her eyes from the fullblood orc or the crate and what it may conceal. She pivots slightly and her elbow dips slightly on the side where her hammer lay at Nemori's silent suggestion.

"Proof of possession isn't proof of life. We can keep walkin down this road, hoss, but ya won't like how it ends."

"You know what? Fuck this and Fuck you." The normally composed lawyer says suddenly. The negotiate seems to be going well, but counter arguments were raised. Good ones, and while he has been negotiating in good faith, they certainly haven't.

"I said UNHARMED and you decided that wasn't good enough. How about I just smash this shit and you try selling the remains?" He turns and tosses the Lockbox to Jozi. "Take it from her if you want to die. That's what this negotiation has just turned into, how YOU make it out alive."

He brushes past the orc, leaving himself open, "I don't need your damn key. Attack me, you die. The coward behind the box stabs Cesseli, you die. He's not in there. You die."

"He's in there, alive, MAYBE we honour the deal." The bluejay wings over to the box, "You can do the trusting you dishonourable fucks."

<pre><OOC> Jay says, "there is a reflex save involved to intercept it, Jinks said"
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+8: (18)+8: 26</pre>

The orc's annoyed expression distorts into a mask of rage as Jay pulls back on what seemed like a smooth exchange. The egalrin flicks the lockbox and the brigand reacts with preternatural speed and inhuman reach, snatching it out of the air before Jozi can catch it.

His satisfied grunt and smirk is the only response he offers Integrity.

<pre>GAME: Jay rolls disable device+2: (6)+12+2: 20</pre>

There's an angry squawk as his impulsive action is intercepted. He makes it to the box, whipping out a set of tools and immediately getting to work on the lock. It's big, it's not too difficult.

>click<

It's open, he pulls open the crate door.

<pre><OOC> Jinks says, "Akk has a 30' move, also has Compression, so can fit between the cart and the cavern wall.
<OOC> Jinks says, "He double moves out of sight and says stuff."</pre>

"Nothing like pissing into the wind," the oruch growls as Jay manipulates the latch on the large crate and the heavy, whole-side "door" swings open on its hinges.

Inside the crate, a creature stirs. Crablike but far too large, it has a dark brown, spiked carapace, three claws, and a set of large, barbed mandibles. The inside of the crate is caked with pink-purple slime and numerous little white orbs nest and glisten amongst the goo.

The old key and paper scroll the brigand was holding is dropped to the ground even as the alien thing in the box begins to float. "Third dorm to the east. North door. If you survive," he barks the last bit with a cruel laugh.

He moves between the crate and tunnel wall, his body compressing down impossibly thin to fit between without the 'oruch' having to break his stride. Another set of footsteps join his in retreat.

"Contingencies," a different voice taunts.

<pre><OOC> Nemori will cast spiritual weapon on the crab, then move down the hall towards the indicated dorm.
GAME: Nemori casts Spiritual Weapon. Caster Level: 7 DC: 16
GAME: Nemori rolls spiritual weapon: aliased to BAB+Wisdom: (20)+5+4: 29 (THREAT)
GAME: Nemori rolls spiritual weapon: aliased to BAB+Wisdom: (11)+5+4: 20
GAME: Nemori rolls 1d8+2+1d8+2: (1)+2+(2)+2: 7
GAME: Nemori rolls perception: (20)+10: 30</pre>

"Get the key!" Nemori snaps just before summoning her disembodied blade in a brief, sing song chant that should be at odds with her demeanour.. yet somehow fits, instead. And then she's moving swiftly to the east.

<pre><OOC> Jozi says, "i am.... going to draw my hammer and move up to get between mrs pinchy and jay"</pre>

The handoff doesn't quite go as expected.

The box moving in her direction as Jay decides, perhaps rightly, that enough was enough certainly wasn't part of the plan, nor was the orc so.... unconventionally thwarting such an exchange.

With a scathing yrch curse hissing through gnashed teeth, Jozi is moving forward, yanking the hammer from the frogs while everything goes to hell in a cart. She rushes in as best she can in her burdensome equipment, taking a warding position between the cranky crustacean and Integrity.

<pre>GAME: Zofija rolls knowledge/dungeoneering: (2)+4: 6
<OOC> Jinks says, "That is insufficient to identify the monster, sorry."
<OOC> Zofija says, "I'll move up and attack it, 30' move, challenge it"
GAME: Zofija rolls 1d20+9+1+1-2: (1)+9+1+1+-2: 10 (EPIC FAIL)</pre>

The arvek-nar curses under their breath as the orc runs off with the box. And now there was a crate open with a large crablike creature in front of them. The arvek nar pulls their hammer free and charges the beast, but the weapon bounces harmlessly off of the cage.

<pre><OOC> Jay says, "okay, move away from the thing, acrobatics to avoid the AOO, +4 from tumbling belt."
<OOC> Jay says, "Get the key, move after Nemori, say stuff"
GAME: Jay rolls acrobatics+4: (13)+12+4: 29
GAME: Jay rolls perception+6: (9)+15+6: 30</pre>

Integrity's frustration comes out in another loud >SQUAWK< as the 'Orc' escapes, followed by a 'Chirp!' when the crustacean clicks into view. "Help!"

Nemori's spiritual weapons appears, swiftly followed by Jozi and then Zofija. The space has gotten significantly tighter.

The bluejay does not have a supernatural ability to squeeze through impossible spaces, but he is a bird, and they do fly through branches and trees all the time. Even the large ones can manage it, allegedly. He does so, flapping and weaving between the women and weapons, "Thanks! Thanks Jozi! Thanks Zofi"

He alights on the steps, grabbing the key and the note for good measure, "We don't need to fight it, we can escape, but you probably should!"

He flies after the Mul'niessa, he lands close, gazing at the third alcove. It's blocked. He peers, "The boulder in the third alcove was placed. There are two places where the earthquake damage has created sizable seams in the walls. One over there, one there!"

He points at the west wall in the corridor to south, and another on the south wall of the corridor to the east.

<pre>GAME: Jinks rolls 1d2: (2): 2, "1 Jozi, 2 Zofi"
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+9: (5)+9: 14
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+9: (13)+9: 22
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+9: (15)+9: 24
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+10: (18)+10: 28
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d8+3: (5)+3: 8
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d8+3: (8)+3: 11
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d6+3: (4)+3: 7</pre>

The creature inside the crate is assaulted even as it rises from its caged slumber. The mandibles twitch, quickly growing more animated as the three claws jolt up high. Little tendrils of the goo dangle beneath it, glistening.

Zofija suffers the first series of attacks. All three claws snap, two pinching hard to rip and tear. Then the mandibles snap, biting and expelling a thick, unpleasant jelly.

<pre><OOC> Jinks says, "Nemori. Your spiritual weapon returns to your side and hovers."
<OOC> Nemori says, "Double move to 18,14. Unsure which ones count as dorms and which ones don't."
<OOC> Jinks says, "A single move gets you there. The four alcoves are relatively identical."
<OOC> Jinks says, "The first and fourth are barred shut (like the dining hall), the second has a collapsed roof."
<OOC> Jinks says, "The third has the placed boulder."
GAME: Nemori rolls perception: (4)+10: 14
<OOC> Nemori says, "Okay. So we have to go over the boulder to go through the door."
<OOC> Jinks says, "If you would like to crawl on top of the boulder and attempt to open the door, you may."
<OOC> Nemori better leave that to Jay, since I think my healing is going to be needed.</pre>

Nemori continues moving down the hall, putting space between herself and the sounds of combat as she counts off the passageways she must assume are the dorms the creature spoke of.. and comes face to face with the boulder. And the door just past it. She shrugs, then shimmies up on to the boulder, reaching over to see if the door opens... it does not. "It is locked," she declares, looking back over her shoulder towards Jay.

<pre><OOC> Jinks says, "I'll let you 5' and ready to close the door."
<OOC> Jinks says, "Zofija will need to move, too, unless you want to trap her in there."
<OOC> Jozi says, "absolutely, she can tell zofi's badly hurt, tell her to back off then shut the door behind her"
<OOC> Jinks says, "Zofi. Jozi is going to ask for you to step back so she can close the door. Compliance?"
<OOC> Jinks says, "So you will 5'. This triggers Jozi's readied action. CMB, Jozi."
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+9: (16)+9: 25
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d8+3: (3)+3: 6
GAME: Jozi rolls cmb: (20)+8: 2
<OOC> Jinks says, "You slam the door shut even as it beats against the interior to try and force its way out."
<OOC> Jinks says, "Zofi can re-latch it for you after."</pre>

Wait, what's...?

"Zofi!" she cries as the cavalier draws up alongside and pays for it while Jay follows Nemori's pursuit.

It doesn't take more than the cursory glance at Zofija's wounds to realize they're pretty serious. She edges some to that side as she tells the Arvek, "Pull back, I'ma slam the door on Momma here!"

Her empty hand hooks at the fingers and edges upward in readiness for her to hop back and slam the door shut once they're clear.

Zofija wasn't expecting the crab to be nearly so dangerous, and the earn more than a few bloody slashes and bites for their trouble. They remain there for a moment, warding off the creature in the cage before suddenly ducking back for Jozi to slam it shut, leaving the arvek-nar to lunge for the locking latches in case it attempted to shove itself free.

There's little more than some wet chittering coming from the crab. It doesn't talk, apparently. The whole crate rattles and the runners clatter when the heavy thing bucks on the track. The old Khazadi storage wagon seems built of stuff sturdy enough to endure the assault, however, leaving Jozi and Zofija time to retreat and lick their wounds.

<pre>GAME: Jay rolls strength: (4)+1: 5 (Try to move the Boulder)
<OOC> Jay says, "wiggle by it is!"
GAME: Jay rolls disable device+2: (15)+12+2: 29 (Success!)
GAME: Jay rolls perception+6: (15)+15+6: 36</pre>

Integrity approaches the door that's blocked. He caws to Nemori, "Do you see anything in those cracks? I don't think we can squeeze through them. They might have."

He squats, bracing himself for a feat of impressive strength and tries to pull the boulder free. This is followed by perching on the wall, then the other wall, the ceiling of the short corridor, somehow, all different places to push from.

Boulder beats bird.

He settles for crawling over it. He does have the key, but his professional pride is stung. His boast being true would help.

A few moments of fiddling, and he jimmys the lock. He didn't need the damn key, afterall.

He pushes the door open.

<pre>GAME: Jozi casts Cure Light Wounds. Caster Level: 3 DC: 13
GAME: Jozi rolls 1d8+3: (1)+3: 4</pre>

Jozi frowns and sighs, feeling the crab beating against the door under her hand after Zofija's locked it. It's probably not an evil crab, despite it's physical abberations, best to get a druid to see to it at some point.

Instead, she turns toward the cavalier and shifts her hammer to the other hand and reaches out with the empty one for her wounded comrade, "Merciful Mother, please tend your child's wounds." <yrch-speak>

Then, "You alright, sugar? Them's some bad hits ya took."

The door opens to reveal what would've been a modest Khazadi domicile some centuries ago. In the years since, countless tremors and quakes have put even the sturdiest dwarven construction to the test without the stout demihumans there to perform maintenance and repairs.

The room is empty save for rubble. The walls on either side are cracked. The western has a thin break, no wider than the egalrin's delicate hand while the eastern wall has crumbled away completely enough for Zofija in her armor to squeeze through.

The rooms have seen use in the past. The center of the floors have been cleared and the worst of the rubble push against the walls and into corners. More footprints are here, too.

After some scanning, Jay catches movement and subdued sounds through the western crack. A small figure is bound at the wrist and blindfolded, stripped down to his scales. His blunt snout is forced agape by a tightly-tied gag. He hunches forward on his knees and rocks in silent prayer.

<pre>GAME: Nemori casts Stone Shape. Caster Level: 7 DC: 17</pre>

Nemori climbs over the boulder and through the door after Jay after a moment of making sure Jozi and Zophia weren't in immediate danger... she has little wish to leave Jay on his own after the shapeshifters have capably displayed how easy it is for them to use these cracks to outmaneuver them. So she's near him when the Kobold is discovered. At least he's a live. With her coin in hand, the priestess reaches towards the crack in the wall, another sing song chant, summoning magic to reshape the crack into a passage more manageable.

"I found him. Found him!" The bluejay caws, flapping across the room and up to the narrow crack. "Nemori. Nemori! I see him."

"How'd they get him in there?" He attempts to squeeze through, getting only so far as to get his hand stuck. Frantic flapping follows, and he carefully extricates himself.

"There's a whole lot of rubble. We might have to break through. Zofija! Jozi! Can you bring your hammers!" He calls widely. "We're coming buddy, if you can hear us. We're coming. We're here."

"Oh! Or magic, that's even better."

With all the latches in place, the cavalier grunts and props herself up on her hammer before stepping back and away. They nod in thanks for the healing, with any further bleeding having ceased. "Thanks Jozi, it's alright, I'll be fine. Save any more healing for the prisoner, if they're okay."

Which, seems to be found, at least. The cavalier steadies herself and hefts their hammer, jogging over to where the boulder was.

Jozi nods with a wan smile, "Sure thing, sugar." she replies, then, hearing Jay calling for their assistance, "C'mon, let's go!"

The half orc rushes over to where the cative has been quartered and tries to see to their condition.

Cesseli blinks, looking up from kneeling to peer through the darkness at the crack. He tries to talk past the gag but it just comes out as smothered grunts.

The peach-colored kobold struggles up to his feet and takes a step towards the wall before falling hard onto one knee. A pause is taken to wince and pant through his tiny nostrils as his narrow, naked little shoulders rise and fall.

The clerk stands again, barefeet slapping on the stone as Nemori reshapes the wall. He makes it two steps this time before he loses his balance again. A few scales come away when he cracks his chin on the ground. It takes him longer to rise this time, his truncated half-tail flopping behind him.

Integrity swoops in, to try and catch him and if not prevent Cesseli stumbling a third time. Effeminate arms and soft wings surround the small lizard as he embraces him. "It's Ok. Ok. I got you."

He works to remove the gag, then the other bindings. Frantic glances at Nemori and Jozi indicate his concern. "Do you have heals? I've got a wand. I can use my wand if you've run out."

"We're here. You're rescued." He repeats.

<pre><OOC> Nemori will channel energy once to heal
GAME: Nemori rolls 4d6: (19): 19</pre>

Nemori frowns, nimble fingers rotating the coin in her hand a few times before she nods and opens herself up as a conduit for healing energyies.. which then disperse into everyone close by, including the Kobold. "We are not done yet. Let us get him out of here, and rejoin with..." She stops, seeing Jozi, then looking past the Orc towards the boulder. Catching sight of Zofija there, she nods. "Out of here," she repeats. "Before they come back."

"Way's already open, that works." Zofija grunts when she reaches the makeshift prison cell. She doesn't say much, not really knowing the person they rescued in the first place. "Yeah, it's safe for now, but we need to get moving. No telling how long the crate that crab is in will last now that it's awake."

A sigh at the state of the kobold and Jozi's hammer is slipped back into place on her belt as she starts into the room, drawing up as Nemori's healing wave engulfs them.

She glances back the way they'd come, "I doubt it's gonna go very far. Figger them are her eggs in there with her."

She looks to the captive and takes a knee, "I can carry ya outta here, sugar."

The kobold coughs when the gag is out. Off-kilter and short, he pushes as hard as he can against the egalrin just repeating "friend Integrity" over and over between plaintive sounds. The wrist bindings are difficult to get off because he's pawing and once they are he's locked Jay around the wrist in a vice-like grip.

"I knew... I knew my Guiding Star wouldn't leave me. She could have my tail but I didn't want to-- to go. I told her I was so sorry for whatever I did... I didn't mean to. She heard me, friend Integrity..."

The blunt-faced kobold buries his face against the bluejay's vest.

The bruises, blood, and patches of shed scales repair with the boon of Nemori's healing magics. The tail still twitches, unsure and with a life of its own, but the raw meat at the end blunts with a layer of pastel-colored skin.

He looks over at Jozi and Zofija, plastered up against Jay. "I'm... I'm just a clerk. I don't know what I did wrong," he pleads.

"You didn't do anything wrong Friend Cesseli. Nothing wrong." Jay says, holding the kobold tight, letting him grip where he wants, a soft feathered hand cradling his hed. "Wrong place, wrong time, evil people. You did nothing wrong."

He asserts. "We'll make it right."

"Right, let's get out of here." Jay feels the warmth of Nemori's aid washing over him, sees an improvement in Cesseli's condition. His eyes widen when he gets a good look at Jozi, even wider when he sees Zofija.

"Muscles! I... I didn't think ... " He stares as her, then at Jozi, "Eggs?"

His mind double-clutches, eggs! Do they want to eat them? Are they good eating, worth anything. It would explain the creature's viciousness, "Maybe spin the cage around and open the door and let it take over down here. Or kill it if it's dangerous."

"I might need some help, but let's go."

Nemori's expression flattens a bit at Jay, but then shrugs as she pockets her coin again. "As you wish. Either way, let us move." To lend emphasis to her desire to leave, she heads back to the boulder to shimmy back over it.

"Thanks Nemori, you did a great job." Jay says across Cesseli's back, supporting him. All the way to the boulder. "Oh."

"I'm fine, really. What's a bit of suffering as long as the job gets done?" The arvek-nar shrugs with a weak chuckle. "It's, sorry, Cesseli, it's not your fault. Those people were just wrong in the head,but they're gone now. We should be gone now, too.

She turns back where she came from, and shakes her head. "It's, cruel, but I don't think I have it in me to slay it, and by extension, if it got out, someone else could get seriously injured or killed by it."

Jozi gives the little one a sad smile, "Ya ain't at fault, sugar... c'mon, let's get ya home."

The half orc follows back about the boulder obstruction, doing what she can to help folks back into the hallway proper, "I don't conjure the critter's evil, but them sorta things are a dang sight more.... crunchy than I got experience with. Could be just fine with some water. Be my preference ta get a druid on the case, but that'd involve knowing how we get back here."

<pre><OOC> Jinks says, "Well, I'll let Jay drop some time off thee trip back by cutting off the loop arounds and such. He'll get lost once or twice but still find a more direct route. Since he puzzled out the puzzle."</pre>

"I'm trying to think of a shorter way out." Jay says, practically carrying Cesseli, unwilling to let him go. "There's a few loops we can cut."

"As for the crab, if it's what I think it is, they're really nasty. It might make for good soup and meat if we can get it out safely, but I don't think it's too safe to release."

He ponders, "I wonder if there's a way through the dam to some mines in the mountain, then out that way."

"No... no... better stick with a route we at least left tracks in."

The half orc shakes her head a bit, "Alright, we'll see if we can get it away from these folk, anyway. There's probably innocents down here that could end up runnin into that thing if it gets loose."

She readies her claws, then, "I'll take point if ya can point the way. Let's go."

Even after the brief encounter with the crated creature, it was very clear that the flying, crab-like thing was dangerous. Where it came from or how, exactly, the faceless stalkers came to possess such a pet is a mystery for another day. With no real safe way to transport the deadly aberration it was best put down.

Jay keeps Cesseli back and out of sight to spare the traumatized kobold any more excitement. Even after attempts to soothe and mollify the Serrielite, he insists on apologizing repeatedly and at length. He occasionally breaks pace to ask what he did; he'd know what he did wrong so he didn't do it again.

The latch is thrown and the monster met. Nemori sending spells and conjured allies into the crate even as Jozi and Zofija climb back in. Even cornered-- or perhaps because of it-- the floating fiend fights with a ferocious fervor. The opening attack is a geyser of acid that burns the arvek nar and yrchblood, spraying with enough pressure to meet the mul'niessa down at the intersection.

The brackish bile burns, smoldering and bubbling long enough that the cleric is forced to abandon her offensive and heal the trio. Brawler and cavalier are left to continue their assault, crack the creatures craggy shell, and harry it into submission. When it bounces, broken to the ground, the halls still once more.

The passage back up is shorter but not as short as some hoped. Jay susses out a more direct path but is forced to backtrack more than once in the process of doing so. Even with the trial and error, cutting out the circuitous route Nemori had observed on the way down shaves an hour, easily, off the trek.

Cesseli's little lizard legs fail him less than half of the way up. It takes some convincing but Jay's assurances, Jozi's kind words, and Zofija's stalwart presence are enough to convince the kobold to be carried. Arvek nar and half-oruch can take turns. Nemori is kind enough not to make observations about weakness and failures of character.

A trio of startled makari press into the corner of the abandoned, root-strewn cellar when you emerge from the sewers. Their scales are vibrant and they're obviously young. The three are thin and curled around each other in a ratted nest with their meager belongings scattered on the floor around them. They eye you dubiously, holding onto each other as you pass by and back up into the warm air of the western gardens.

The gardener is nowhere to be found; perhaps he's climbed a post for the night to hang and scare away birds.

The trip to the Defense is uneventful. The old, matronly Lucht woman is waiting. She looks like she might've been waiting for hours.

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==OOC & Combatty==

<pre> ===================== Current Initiative Order - Round 1 =====================
---Init--Name------------AOO-Notes--------------------------------------------
23 Jay 1
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22 Pet 1
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>> 21 Akktlak 1 <<
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15 Nemori 1 Flat-footed (0 rnds remaining)
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13 Jozi 4 Flat-footed (0 rnds remaining)
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13 Zofija 1 Flat-footed (0 rnds remaining)
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| Name | CHP (T) | HP |
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| Jay...........| 42 | 42 |
| Jozi..........| 37 | 37 |
| Nemori........| 49 | 49 |
| Zofija........| 19 | 45 |
| (C) Screech...| 37 | 37 |
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''Map''
<br>https://www.mipui.net/app/index.html?mid=m7qs1kw5pxj

''Pre-Game''
<br><OOC> Jinks says, "Alright. To wrap up past negotiations from the previous scene, I'd like a Sense Motive from Jay and Zofi. And then some kind of active social skill roll from Jay (Bluff, Intimidate, Diplomacy, whatever)."
<br>GAME: Zofija rolls sense motive: (8)+1: 9
<br>GAME: Jay rolls sense motive: (12)+11: 23
<br>GAME: Jay rolls bluff: (8)+8: 16
<br>GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+2: (17)+2: 19
<br>GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+10: (10)+10: 20

''Fuck these Dice''
<br>[RPFive] Jay says, "like just fuck this it's auto fail unless I've got a +35"
<br>[RPFive] Jinks says, "I mean the dice suck, yes, but you guys are doing a fantastic job and I, for one, am loving how everyone is reacting to the scenario here."
<br>[RPFive] Nemori says, "I get it, but this has always been a weakness of d20 systems. The range of outcomes has always been that they allow for someone attempting to tie their shoes botch it so bad that they trip themselves and fall down a flight of stairs to break their neck."

''Duplicitous''
<br>[RPFive] Jinks says, "You guys are frustrated he didn't truck out the prisoner for you to see him after the last guy made a deal with Jay and Rocky promptly smashed his face in. You've shown them that you're just as duplicitous."
<br>[RPFive] Zofija shrug. "They really didn't prove trustworthy in the first place"
<br><OOC> Jinks says, "OK. He does not take an AoO, you can roll your disable."
<br><OOC> Jay says, "i"m annoyed the dice just hand the success to the mobs, but whatever"

''Do People want to quit''
<br>[RPFive] Jinks says, "If this becomes too frustrating for people, let me know. If one or two people need to step away, I will finish with whoever remains and submit so you still get rewards. If the majority of people want to stop, I can call the PRP, write a wrap, and submit for rewards. I have no desire to hold anyone here at gunpoint to play a scene they're not enjoying."
<br>[RPFive] Jozi hugs, "you're good"
<br>[RPFive] Jay says, "I'm fine, some other thing is causing me massive anxiety but it's not this."
[RPFive] Zofija says, "It's alright, I'm just annoyed with the faceless stalkers, which like Nemori said, it makes sense"
<br><OOC> Jinks says, "Alright, I'm sorry."

''The Crab''
<br>[RPFive] Jinks says, "'Efficient in its digestion and reproduction, a single critter can depopulate a village in a few days, spawning dozens of offspring that scatter in search of more prey. Fortunately, an adult critter lives no longer than a year. During this time, it seeks to eat and find living prey in which to lay its eggs.'"
<br>[RPFive] Jinks says, "'Implant Eggs (Ex) As a full-round action, a critter can lay 2d6 eggs in a helpless creature. The eggs hatch after 24 hours and each deals 1 point of Con damage per hour as they feed on the host. After 1d2 days of eating, the larvae crawl out and find a safe place to mature into adults. A remove disease spell rids a creature of all implanted eggs or larvae, or they can be removed one at a time by using the Heal skill to treat deadly wounds.'"

''After-Plans''
<br>[RPFive] Jozi says, "Think jozi's gonna talk to the other pardoners about these guys"
<br><OOC> Jozi says, "jozi would be interested in seeing to the three sith'makar. she's althean, and her domain is community. but i don't think i can be around tomorrow, and i'm finding with most of my characters I can't get in followup type stuff like i used to"
<br><OOC> Jozi says, "will talk to the inquisitors about these shapeshiftey bastards"
<br><OOC> Nemori says, "Though I'm not sure about Nemori's ability to keep comments of weakness and failure to herself."
<br><OOC> Jinks says, "I'm glad you guys had fun in spite of the crummy dice."
<br><OOC> Jinks says, "Also, Zofi, I like to sprinkle a lot of little details through my scenes just to make it feel like you're not walking from a combat room to a combat room. If something like the makari youth ever jumps out at you, I probably don't have concrete plans to do anything with it."
<br><OOC> Jinks says, "Start some RP tomorrow with her having stayed behind. Or come back after seeing Cess to the Defense. It's your character, I was just trying to get a pose to close this up."
<br><OOC> Jinks says, "They are my gift to you. I have no plans for them. I'm just sprinkling in more troubled youths because that's at the core of this arc."
<br><OOC> Jinks says, "So, a couplei post-log notes for Jay."
<br><OOC> Jinks says, "After Cess gets some rest, he'll observe that there was someone in the room with him right before you arrived. He seemed agitated but said something about "honey" before squeezing out one of the north cracks while all the noise was going on outside."
<br><OOC> Jinks says, "Also, the halls are Khazad-ur in origin. They allied with the mul'niessa ~500-years ago and turned against the other two races of dwarves."
<br><OOC> Jinks says, "Nemori also knows a shopkeeper that trucks in kulthian artifice."
<br><OOC> Jay says, "I'll try to get his tail re-attached, and like I said, about making a partnership law office kind of thing"

''Kim's Convenience is Great''
<br><OOC> Jay says, "Random aside, if you have Netflix and you can find 'Kim's Convenience', it's a comedy series about a Korean Convenience store family. It's relevant because it's Toronto around the same time as Scott Pilgrim (Movie and Graphic Novels) and Turning Red. Also, also, they show the Ontario College of Art (and now) and Design, OCAD. It was 'The OCA' when I was going there, a joint UoT design class. Mostly, if you want to know what school and growing up looked like for me, that show captures a lot."
<br><OOC> Jinks says, "OK, seeyou."
<br><OOC> Jinks found it when they added the first season and gobbled up everything that followed.
<br><OOC> Jay is pretty sure she has been in the actual convenience store too
<br><OOC> Jinks says, "It's a poor Canadian's version of King of the Hill. Father is earnest and hardworing but stubborn and ignorant in a lot of ways. The older sibling is dumb but pretty and trying to make up for past mistakes. The younger one is clever but weird and awkward with people and gets into all kinds of weird situations. The mom is the real powerhouse of the family."
<br><OOC> Jinks says, "Sang-il/Apa even has his Bill/Dale/Boomhauer with Mr. Chin, Mr. Meta, and the repair guy whose name eludes me."
<br><OOC> Jinks says, "Frank."
<br><OOC> Jay nods, "The dynamic is great. Oh, Frank, I think, yes. For me it's the locations, it is so nostalgic, and the comedy is great."
<br><OOC> Jinks says, "It's a very sweet and earnest show and it was some fantastic brain candy during the darkness of lockdown."
<br><OOC> Jinks says, "The mom and pastor both had sizable parts in the Expanse. Chung's actor (who obviously was Shang-Chi in the Marvel film) even had a cameo as a martian marine at one point."
<br><OOC> Jay says, "oh neat!"
<br><OOC> Jay says, "oh that's why he looks familiar!"
<br><OOC> Jinks says, "Yup. He disappears during the third season to 'go to college in LA' and only appears as a brief Skype cameo a couple times because he was filming."
<br><OOC> Jay says, "ah, interesting. heh"

Recent Logs

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'''[[Archived_Logs|For 2021 and earlier, see the Archives]]'''

==2022 Logs==
===January===
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|January 1, 2022
|[[Holy Diver]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Andelena]]
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|[[Glacial Improvements]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Jinks]]
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|[[New Years Party]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Cesran]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Jinks]], [[Lyme]], [[Karelin]],<br>[[Merek]], [[Mikilos]], [[Paenitia]], [[Randolf]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Seyardu]]
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|January 2, 2022
|[[Game of Ghosts, part 2]]
|[[Aimarra]], [[Karasu]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Randolf]], [[Vaera]], [[Jinks]]
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|[[Watcher in the Stars]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
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|January 3, 2022
|[[Under Common Stressors]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ashes]], [[Zeke]], [[Rhar]]
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|[[Cold but Comfortable]]
|[[Aimarra]], [[Rhyn]]
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|[[Scars Unseen]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Paenitia]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Zeke]]
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|[[Two Ravens in a Bar]]
|[[Karasu]], [[Ravendar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seyardu]], [[Skielstregar]]
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|January 4, 2022
|[[Poolside Thoughts]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Irshya]]
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|[[Remember Me]]
|[[Verna]], [[Zeke]]
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|[[Whooooo?]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Ashes]], [[Jinks]], [[Verna]]
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|[[Monsterous Memory]]
|[[Cesran]], [[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
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|[[Still Afraid]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]]
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|January 5, 2022
|[[Crescent Moon]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Verna]], [[Auranar]]
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|[[Familiar Matters Part 3]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Shilde]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]]
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|[[Sith Around and Wait]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Jinks]], [[Rocky]], [[Seyardu]], [[Tenoc]]
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|January 6, 2022
|[[Cider and Charms]]
|[[Randolf]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Xasany]]
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|[[Seeing Stars]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Verna]], [[Cesran]]
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|January 7, 2022
|[[Infernal Interruption]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]]
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|[[Cafeteria Gossip]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seyardu]], [[Telamon]]
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|January 8, 2022
|[[Walking on Eggshells]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Aryia]], [[Jinks]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]], [[Zeke]]
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|[[Renew the Pact: Ritual Matters]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Iuitl]], [[Halani]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Jinks]], [[Stjepan]], [[Verna]], [[Seldan]], [[Zeke]], [[Merek]]
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|January 9, 2022
|[[Infernal Interruption (Part 2)]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]]
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|[[Tie me Down]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Verna]], [[Zeke]]
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|[[Candles in the Rain]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Aryia]], [[Verna]]
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|[[A Charming Day by the Shore]]
|[[Mikilos]], N'tsssa, [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
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|[[Waiting on the Halls]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Paenitia]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]]
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|[[Debts pAYAble and lAYAway]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Jinks]], [[Aryia]], [[Mikilos]], [[Braelnoir]]
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|January 10, 2022
|[[Throw a Blanket over It]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Verna]], [[Jinks]], [[Acedia]]
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|[[Second Guessing Guises]]
|[[Venom]], [[Aryia]]
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|[[A Sewer Shattering kaBOOOM]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]]
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|[[Vast Expectations (Part 1)]]
|[[Faranmidahn]], [[Paenitia]], [[Jinks]], [[Razen]], [[Edinaz]]
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|January 11, 2022
|[[Tea, Cakes, and... Swords?]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]]
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|[[Stars, Moon, and Compassion]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
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|[[The Griever: Elves Wizards and Wizard Elves (Part 14)]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Stejepan]]
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|January 12, 2022
|[[My Brother]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
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|[[Gray Halls]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Jinks]], [[Seyardu]]
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|[[Joys, Doubts, and Real Estate]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Verna]]
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|[[A Curious Courtship]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
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|January 13, 2022
|[[Coin Toss]]
|[[Tawyse]], [[Skielstregar]]
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|[[And One Goblin]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
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|[[Hospitality Repaid]]
|[[Arngrim]], Boti, [[Karasu]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
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|January 14, 2022
|[[Curious Discussions]]
|[[Karasu]], [[Randolf]], [[Seyardu]], [[Xasany]]
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|[[A Faux Pas and a Half]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Verna]], [[Auranar]], [[Seyardu]]
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|January 15, 2022
|[[Gray Halls (Part 2)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Jinks]], [[Seyardu]]
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|January 16, 2022
|[[Boti's Big Sister]]
|Boti, [[Ravenstongue]]
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|[[Through Snow, Rain, Sleet, or Sunshine]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
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|[[Yrch You Can't Scratch-Greatwood VP]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Pelka]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]]
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|January 17, 2022
|[[Seeing the Finish Line]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Jinks]]
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|[[House Hunting Ahead]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
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|[[A Little Literary Visit]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]]
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|[[Nothing Drastic]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Seyardu]], [[Irshya]]
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|[[Distant Futures]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Venom]], [[Vaera]], [[Verna]], [[Irshya]]
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|[[Vast Expectations (Part 2)]]
|[[Edinaz]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Lysos]], [[Jinks]], [[Razen]]
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|January 18, 2022
|[[Diplomatic Immunity]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Randolf]], [[Seyardu]], [[Valadhiel]]
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|[[Deck the Halls]]
|[[Cesran]], [[Jinks]], [[Aryia]], [[Seyardu]]
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|January 19, 2022
|[[A Marketplace Meeting]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Venom]], [[Verna]]
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|January 20, 2022
|[[The Illustrious Telperius Atlon]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
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|[[How Much Greatwood]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Knightmare]], [[Randolf]], [[Lyme]]
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|January 21, 2022
|[[Solitude and Company with a Bottle of Wine]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
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|[[What is in your Head]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Auranar]], [[Cesran]], [[Verna]]
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|[[Until The Heart Betrays]]
|Vignette - [[Seldan]]
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|[[A Veiled Journey]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Malik]], [[Seldan]], [[Stjepan]], [[Zeke]]
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|January 22, 2022
|[[Cake for Boti]]
|Boti, [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seyardu]]
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|January 23, 2022
|[[Strange Gaze, pt1-Greatwood VP]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Shilde]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]]. [[Vaera]]
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|
|[[Taking Names]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Andelena]], [[Mikilos]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|January 24, 2022
|[[Reilly Bad Eggs-Bugged VP]]
|[[Karasu]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[What is in your Head (Part 2)]]
|[[Ayria]], [[Auranar]], [[Cesran]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Hath no Fury]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Karasu]]
|-
|
|[[Recovering]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Meet the Fisherman]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]]
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations (Part 3)]]
|[[Edinaz]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Lysos]], [[Jinks]], [[Razen]], [[Paenitia]]
|-
|January 25, 2022
|[[Base Jumping]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Better Gnomes and Living]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Jinks]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|
|[[The New Roost]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|January 26, 2022
|[[Smoke on Water]]
|[[Karasu]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]] DM: [[Aryia]]
|-
|
|[[Save the Boy]]
|[[Arngrim]], [[Aryia]], [[Randolf]], [[Seyardu]], [[Telamon]], [[Valadhiel]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Give it a Chance]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|January 27, 2022
|[[Party Hard]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Jinks]], [[Karasu]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|January 27, 2022
|[[No Cages]]
|[[Aimarra]], [[Auranar]], [[Faranth]], [[Percy]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|
|[[A Veiled Journey (Part 2)]]
|[[Malik]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Stjepan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[He Answered]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|January 28, 2022
|[[Throwing Hands]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Verna]]
|-
|January 29, 2022
|[[Insanity Defense]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|January 30, 2022
|[[The Color of a Dress]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Strange Gaze, pt2-Greatwood VP]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Shilde]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]]. [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[Alchemical Mishap]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Stopping for the Night]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[Moving Concerns]]
|[[Boti]], [[Lyme]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|January 31, 2022
|[[Not Sick, Just Searching]]
|[[Karasu]], [[Seyardu]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[It's Cozy at Aryia's Place]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Sibling Check In]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations (Part 4)]]
|[[Edinaz]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Lysos]], [[Jinks]], [[Razen]], [[Paenitia]]
|-
|}
===February===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|February 1, 2022
|[[A Family That Felt Whole]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[More than Enough]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[A Gut Feeling]]
|[[Venom]], [[Aryia]]
|-
|
|[[Only Mostly Dead]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Jinks]], [[Merek]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|February 2, 2022
|[[You Decided]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Tawyse]]
|-
|
|[[The Prophet Hotaru]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Jinks]], [[Mikilos]], [[Seyardu]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|February 3, 2022
|[[Untended Graves (Part 1)]]
|[[Karasu]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[Sun, Moon, and Earth]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Aryia]], [[Barclaiigh]]
|-
|
|[[On the Nature of Stars and Lavender]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Message in a Bottle]]
|[[Paenitia]], [[Serene]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|February 4, 2022
|[[Jumping Over the Sword (At a Later Date)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[A Veiled Journey (Part 3)]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Malik]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Stjepan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|February 5, 2022
|[[Not the Burpees]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Cesran]]
|-
|
|[[Dream On]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seyardu]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[No Strings Attached]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Rocky]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|February 6, 2022
|[[Breathless]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Crystal Caverns]]
|[[Aimarra]], [[Randolf]], [[Smuldur]]
|-
|
|[[Bad Dreams and Aspirations]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Mikilos]], [[Verna]], [[Seyardu]], [[Gadget]]
|-
|
|[[Strange Gaze, pt3-Greatwood VP]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Shilde]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[Lifeline]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|February 7, 2022
|[[Dwarfed by Insecurities]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[Through the Woods]]
|[[Aimarra]], [[Randolf]]
|-
|
|[[A Little Book Trip]]
|[[Venom]], [[Aryia]], [[Cesran]]
|-
|
|[[Unrest Easy]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[Killer Promise]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Karasu]]
|-
|
|[[Nest for Three]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[The Mermaid Illiara]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]]
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations (Part 5)]]
|[[Edinaz]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Lysos]], [[Jinks]], [[Razen]], [[Paenitia]]
|-
|February 8, 2022
|[[Name the Divine]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Sleepless in S-Ea-ttle]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Morgan]], [[Randolf]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Tapping on Eggshells]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Jinks]], [[Faranmidahn]]
|-
|February 9, 2022
|[[Midday Siesta]]
|[[Verna]], [[Aryia]]
|-
|
|[[Karen in Alexandria]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[School of Hard Knocks]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Aryia]]
|-
|
|[[Karen's Aftermath]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Auranar]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Sword in the Well]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Jinks]], [[Mikilos]], [[Seyardu]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|February 10, 2022
|[[Untended Graves (Part 2)]]
|[[Karasu]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[The Princess's Lover]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|February 11, 2022
|[[His House]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[Hot Ones]]
|[[Morgan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|February 12, 2022
|[[Elf-Help Section]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Wu]]
|-
|February 13, 2022
|[[Strange Gaze, finale-Greatwood VP]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Shilde]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[Respite from Expeditions]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[Two Daeusites Walk into a Bar]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|February 14, 2022
|[[What to Spend it On]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Andelena]], [[Seyardu]], [[Paenitia]]
|-
|
|[[The Sword and the Cistern]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], Illiria, Sirri
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations (Part 6)]]
|[[Edinaz]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Lysos]], [[Jinks]], [[Razen]], [[Paenitia]]
|-
|
|[[A Father's Concern]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|February 15, 2022
|[[The Two Dreamers in the Eyes of the Watcher]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Poolside Bar]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Imane]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|February 16, 2022
|[[Wait for the First Verse]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Redeeming Qualities]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|
|[[Bier Today, Zonked Tomorrow]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Irshya]], [[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|February 17, 2022
|[[Take a Look Around]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Murder]]
|-
|
|[[The Would-be Fiance of Cor'lana Lúpecyll]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|February 18, 2022
|[[Delayed Shipment VP]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Andelena]], [[Barclaiigh]]
|-
|
|[[Wall of Ice]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[Home is What You Make It]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[A Veiled Journey (Part 4)]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Malik]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Stjepan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Sugar Cubes of Wisdom]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|February 19, 2022
|[[Live Steel]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Aryia]], [[Dolan]], [[Thurid]]
|-
|February 20, 2022
|[[Untended Graves (Part 3)]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[The Unforgiven]]
|[[Aya]], [[Aryia]]
|-
|
|[[Kegger-Aid]]
|[[Paenitia]], [[Randolf]]
|-
|
|[[Later Means Now, Now Means Forever]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|February 21, 2022
|[[A Merry Pub Scene]]
|[[Randolf]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Roll the Bones]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], Illiria, Sirri
|-
|
|[[An Elfragation, the arrival]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ashes]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|February 22, 2022
|[[Dinners on Discs]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations (Part 7)]]
|[[Edinaz]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Lysos]], [[Jinks]], [[Razen]], [[Paenitia]]
|-
|
|[[On a Cold Winter's Night]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Little Moon]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Venom]]
|-
|
|[[Someone is Bugging Me]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Dolan]], [[Randolf]], [[Rocky]]
|-
|February 23, 2022
|[[Grotesque Display]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Glasha]], [[Karasu]], [[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Resting Wishes]]
|[[Aya]], [[Aryia]], [[Seyardu]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|February 24, 2022
|[[Getting Our Grove On]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Tawyse]], [[Cryosanthia]]
|-
|
|[[Untended Graves (Part 4)]]
|[[Karasu]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|February 25, 2022
|[[Tragedy and Comedy]]
|[[Aya]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[Build it Up]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Soup Seduction Technique]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|February 26, 2022
|[[I'm Drue in Town]]
|[[Drue]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Buggin' Out]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Revan's Revelry]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Revan]]
|-
|
|[[An Elfragation, part 2]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Jinks]], [[Kard]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|February 27, 2022
|[[Fowl Behavior]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Drue]], [[Kard]]
|-
|February 28, 2022
|[[Morning and a Prelude]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[The Scars Inside You]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], vignette
|-
|
|[[Divine Bond]]
|[[Skielstregar]], vignette
|-
|
|[[Fistful of Posies]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Andelena]]
|-
|
|[[Kerry-Anne Wayward Daughter]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[Down the Drain]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], Sirri, Illiria
|-
|}

===March===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|March 1, 2022
|[[Witching Hour for Charming]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations, (part 8)]]
|[[Faranmidahn]], [[Paenitia]], [[Jinks]], [[Razen]], [[Edinaz]], [[Lysos]]
|-
|March 2, 2022
|[[Threads of Freedom]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Irshya]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Know When to Fold]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Out on a Limb]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Randolf]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Vaera]], [[Venom]]
|-
|March 3, 2022
|[[A Bright and Noble Soul]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[Bugs in the Pantry]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Mikilos]], [[Seyardu]], [[Telamon]], N'tssa
|-
|March 4, 2022
|[[The Lovers' Paradox]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Dreams Come True]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Kard]], [[Murder]], [[Seyardu]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[A Veiled Journey (Part 7)]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Malik]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|March 5, 2022
|[[Star Furrrows Missing Knots]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Rocky]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[Silver Solidarity]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|
|[[Kobolds: The Will of Uskvutha]]
|[[Halani]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|March 6, 2022
|[[Werewolf in Alexandria]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Dolan]], [[Magpie]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[It's Pretty Late]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Give Em the Bird]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Magpie]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Geir]]
|-
|March 7, 2022
|[[Living Daed Man]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Daechir]], [[Jinks]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|
|[[Blar: Crate Expectations]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Slixvah]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Blar-ly Made It]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Blar: Frenemy at the Gate]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Shalethiste]], [[Carver]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|March 8, 2022
|[[Fear and Love in Alexandria]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Lunar Eclipse]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Randolf]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|March 9, 2022
|[[Weaponsmith Woes]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|
|[[Late Night Practice]]
|[[Knightmare]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[The Monster in the Room]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Blar: Haber-Dasher]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Slixvah]], [[Shalethiste]]
|-
|March 10, 2022
|[[Water Under the Bridge]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[The Waning Spire, part 1]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Arahel]], [[Ashes]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|
|[[Thicker than Blood]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Denouement of the Father]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Blar: The Skull's Cups]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Bannon]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Jay]]
|-
|March 11, 2022
|[[Full of Joy]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Kard]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Steel to my Lips]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Murder]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[An Interesting Proposal]]
|[[Verna]], [[Aryia]]
|-
|
|[[A Veiled Journey (Part 8)]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Malik]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|March 12, 2022
|[[The Statistics of Jousting]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Mikilos]], [[Merek]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|March 13, 2022
|[[I Hold You]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Bear Witness]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Slixvah]], [[Bannon]]
|-
|
|[[Witch of the Mountain]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Dolan]], [[Randolf]]
|-
|March 14, 2022
|[[Kerry-Anne Wayward Daughter pt2]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[A Clean Sweep]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Venom]], [[Khepri]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations, (part 9)]]
|[[Faranmidahn]], [[Paenitia]], [[Jinks]], [[Edinaz]], [[Lysos]]
|-
|
|[[If Stupid Was a Crime]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|March 15, 2022
|[[Bear Necessities]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Carver]], [[Knightmare]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Stargazing by the Shore]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Slixvah]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|March 16, 2022
|[[Bird Bath]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[Same Day Air]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Obligatory Fanservice Episode]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[A Poultry Sum]]
|[[Lyme]], [[Robert]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|March 17, 2022
|[[A normal day in Goblintown]]
|[[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Lauriel]], [[Munch]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Critter Control]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Drue]], [[Robert]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|March 18, 2022
|[[From Hive to Honey]]
|[[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Andelena]]
|-
|
|[[Cor'lana's Nicest Birthday]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[A Veiled Journey (Part 9)]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Malik]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Stjepan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|March 19, 2022
|[[Saint Punchin's day]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Carver]], [[Lauriel]], [[Zofija]], [[Jay]]
|-
|
|[[Take You Away]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Carver]], [[Dolan]], [[Lauriel]]
|-
|
|[[Gonna Be Alright]]
|[[Aya]], [[Daechir]]
|-
|March 20, 2022
|[[Images and Words]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[The Arrival of Spring (And All That It Brings)]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Clean Up Crew]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Dolan]], [[Kard]], [[Munch]], [[Robert]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[For Want of a Boat]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Ruby and Silver]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|March 21, 2022
|[[Kerry-Anne Wayward Daughter pt3]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[Library Chatter]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Venom]]
|-
|
|[[Family and High Powered Chairs]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Imane]], [[Robert]]
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations, (part 10)]]
|[[Faranmidahn]], [[Paenitia]], [[Jinks]], [[Edinaz]], [[Lysos]]
|-
|March 22, 2022
|[[Chilli Chips and Chippen]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Carver]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[The Cheerful Corvid]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|March 23, 2022
|[[It's in the Book]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Gone Away]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Carver]], [[Dolan]], [[Kard]], [[Telamon]], [[Randolf]], [[Verna]]
|-
|March 24, 2022
|[[Obligatory Fanservice Episode 2: Electric Boogaloo]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Happy Birthday Sis]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Katrine]]
|-
|March 25, 2022
|[[Pothy's Identical Twin]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Jinks]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Totem of Hunger]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Dolan]], [[Kard]], [[Percy]]
|-
|
|[[Confusing Engagements]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|March 26, 2022
|[[A Fitting Beginning]]
|[[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Lauriel]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|March 27, 2022
|[[A Sorcerous Summit]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Before you Go]]
|[[Aya]], [[Daechir]]
|-
|
|[[Goldbell's Clap, part 1]]
|[[Jay]], [[Khepri]], [[Shilde]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|March 28, 2022
|[[Goldbell's Clap, part 2 *Bugged VP*]]
|[[Jay]], [[Khepri]], [[Shilde]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Up the Water Spout]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], Sirri, Illiria
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations, (part 11)]]
|[[Paenitia]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Jinks]], [[Lysos]], [[Edinaz]]
|-
|
|[[You Need a Bath]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|March 29, 2022
|[[Late Night Gossip]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Irshya]], [[Robert]]
|-
|
|[[Two of Them]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Bunch of Tryshards, a]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Dolan]], [[Shilde]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|March 30, 2022
|[[Things That Go Screech in the Night]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[C Stands for Courage]]
|[[Robert]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Jay]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|
|[[Lingering Wounds]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Morgan]], [[Merek]], [[Braelnoir]]
|-
|March 31, 2022
|[[Tower Offense]]
|[[Kard]], [[Robert]], [[Rocky]], [[Taran]], [[Zofija]], [[Serene]]
|-
|
|[[The Dreaming Triad]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|}

===April===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|April 1, 2022
|[[A Veiled Journey (Part 10)]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Acedia]], [[Malik]], [[Stjepan]] '''DM''': Whirlpool
|-
|
|[[A Shock and a Chat on Coyote's Laugh]]
|[[Choler]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seyardu]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 2, 2022
|[[Love and Hangovers]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Taran]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[In the Wake of Laughter]]
|[[Jay]], [[Lauriel]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|April 3, 2022
|[[Clockwerk Connundrum]]
|[[Lysos]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Randolf]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 4, 2022
|[[United for Justice and Bacon]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Dolan]], [[Andelena]]
|-
|
|[[Stable Animals]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Release the Pumas!]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], Sirri, Illiria
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations, (part 12) Finale]]
|[[Paenitia]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Jinks]], [[Lysos]], [[Edinaz]]
|-
|
|[[Staggering Home]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 5, 2022
|[[Cider in the Rain]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Jay]]
|-
|
|[[Five Dates and a Proposal]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 6, 2022
|[[Hair of the Duck]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Vasilly]], [[Taran]], [[Magpie]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Crius]], [[Jay]]
|-
|
|[[Half-Sil in Revue]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Robert]], [[Slixvah]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 7, 2022
|[[The Grandeur of Sorcery]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Joy False And True]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Malik]], [[Zeke]], [[Serene]]
|-
|April 8, 2022
|[[Blue Moon]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Dolan]], [[Taran]], [[Telamon]], [[Lysos]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[A Veiled Journey (Part 11)]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Zeke]], [[Malik]], [[Stjepan]] '''DM''': Whirlpool
|-
|
|[[It's Raining, It's Pouring]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 9, 2022
|[[Goldbell's Echo]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Jay]], [[Zofija]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|April 10, 2022
|[[The Lady's Cloak]]
|[[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Zofija]], [[Slixvah]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|
|[[Burgles in the Night]]
|[[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Zofija]], [[Nemori]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|April 11, 2022
|[[Drink, Drink, Drink]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Crius]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[A Fine Fey Evening]]
|[[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Zofija]], [[Slixvah]], [[Telamon]], Fionnuala
|-
|
|[[Totem of Cunning]]
|[[Crius]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Shilde]], [[Smuldur]], [[Taran]]
|-
|April 12, 2022
|[[Con-spicuous Consumption]]
|[[Lysos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Rocky]], [[Silmeria]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 13, 2022
|[[Something New and Wonderful]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 14, 2022
|[[Two and a Half Elves]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Mikilos]], [[Redleaf]]
|-
|
|[[A Few Fowl Questions]]
|[[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[A Vardaman Easter Egg]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Little Bird Feeder]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[No Chemistry]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 15, 2022
|[[Reflections of Violet]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Blue Moon (Part 2)]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Taran]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]], [[Wu]]
|-
|April 16, 2022
|[[Go On, My Love]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 17, 2022
|[[The Gods' Hands]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Telamon]], Balderdan
|-
|
|[[Mul'niessa Secret of Heels]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[A Happy Hatching Day]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Lysos]], [[Seyardu]], [[Jinks]], [[Tenoc]]
|-
|April 18, 2022
|[[An Ominous Message]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Slixvah]], [[Khepri]], [[Robert]], [[Jay]]
|-
|
|[[Resurrectionist Escort]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Shilde]], [[Robert]]
|-
|
|[[Fey Nightmares]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[A Pact Refused]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 19, 2022
|[[Strange Lands]]
|[[Aavhash]], [[Arash]], [[Geir]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[An Ominous Journey]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Khepri]], [[Robert]], [[Jay]]
|-
|April 20, 2022
|[[Silver for an Answer]]
|[[Aavhash]], [[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Telemon]]
|-
|
|[[A Silver for your Thoughts]]
|[[Elyanna]], [[Dirk]], [[Zofija]], [[Ashes]], [[Taran]]
|-
|April 21, 2022
|[[No Undue Risks]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Mikilos]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Dirtier than Expected]]
|[[Magpie]], [[Shilde]], [[Dirk]], [[Khepri]], [[Zofija]], [[Robert]]
|-
|
|[[What is Owed?]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Slixvah]], [[Jay]]
|-
|April 22, 2022
|[[The Balance]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Daechir]]
|-
|
|[[Trap! Holding for Hostages]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Halani]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Good to Be Home]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 23, 2022
|[[Wild Turkeys]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Slixvah]], [[Aavhash]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Halani]], [[Ashes]]
|-
|
|[[Staff Holiday]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Robert]]
|-
|April 24, 2022
|[[I Held Out Hope]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Aya for an Aya]]
|[[Aavhash]], [[Aya]], [[Halani]], [[Jinks]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|
|[[As Luck Would Have It]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|April 25, 2022
|[[Trap! Holding for Hostages (Part 2)]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Halani]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Resurrectionist Escort Part 2]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Shilde]], [[Robert]], [[Aavhash]]
|-
|
|[[The Atlon Cousin]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Alley Oops]]
|[[Jay]], [[Slixvah]], [[Nemori]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Arreth, the Last Sunrise]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], Sirri, Illiria
|-
|April 26, 2022
|[[Trap! Holding for Hostages (Part 3)]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Halani]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[For the Ones We Love]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[A Little Break for a Quartet]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seyardu]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 27, 2022
|[[One More To the Rescue]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Auranar]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Found at Last]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Auranar]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Halani]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[The One That Got Away]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Nailing it Down]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Slixvah]], [[Jay]]
|-
|April 28, 2022
|[[Beetle Juice]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|
|[[An Ocean of Tranquility]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Robert]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|April 29, 2022
|[[Home is Where the Dreams are]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Halani]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|April 30, 2022
|[[Unexpected Company]]
|[[Aya]], [[Daechir]]
|-
|
|[[The Exploration Begins]]
|[[Alys]], [[Kolden]]
|-
|
|[[Finite Space]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Verna]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|}
===May===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|May 1, 2022
|[[Blood on His Feathers]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[In Need of a Cure]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[The Price of Dance]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Junk in the Trunk]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Thurid]], [[Paenitia]], [[Lysos]], DM: [[Robert]]
|-
|
|[[Cooling the Forge]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Zofija]], [[Toha]]
|-
|May 2, 2022
|[[A Were-y Warning]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Halani]]
|-
|
|[[Resurrectionist Escort Part 3]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Shilde]], [[Robert]], [[Aavhash]]
|-
|
|[[With Jealousy, Part 1]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Seyardu]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[The Ending of the Iron King]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], Sirri, Illiria
|-
|May 3, 2022
|[[Home With You]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|May 4, 2022
|[[With Jealousy, Part 2]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Seyardu]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|May 5, 2022
|[[Return to Form]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|May 6, 2022
|[[Testing the Waters]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Booming Business]]
|[[Jay]], [[Nemori]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Ravendar]]
|-
|May 7, 2022
|[[Induction]]
|[[Dolan]], Balderdan
|-
|
|[[Shots and Ladders]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Jay]], [[Robert]]
|-
|May 8, 2022
|[[Caravan Contingent, Part 1]]
|[[Aimarra]], [[Lysos]], [[Murder]], [[Paenitia]], [[Barclaiigh]], DM: Subduction
|-
|
|[[Dinner and More than Dessert]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[In a and/or Considering Pickle(s)]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Irshya]], [[Shilde]]
|-
|May 9, 2022
|[[Resurrectionist Escort Part 4]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Shilde]], [[Robert]], [[Aavhash]]
|-
|
|[[With Jealousy, Part 3]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seyardu]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[The Way Home is Through]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], Sirri, Illiria, Alvin
|-
|
|[[Nailing Down an Order]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Venom]]
|-
|May 10, 2022
|[[Meet me at the Table]]
|[[Aavhash]], [[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Kobolds in the Hot Springs]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Shilde]], [[Merek]], [[Pasithea]], [[Dirk]]
|-
|May 11, 2022
|[[Cloudwatching]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Night Time Woes]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Alone Together]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|May 12, 2022
|[[Look Who's Cooking Now]]
|[[Aya]], [[Daechir]]
|-
|
|[[Drink Till it Hurts]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Aragos]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Mikilos]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Packing Bags and Asking Questions]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|May 13, 2022
|[[A Leaf]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]], [[Seyardu]], [[Halani]]
|-
|
|[[Smoke and Vapors]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dirk]], [[Leetle]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[The Abandoned Monestary]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Shilde]], [[Slixvah]], DM [[Telamon]]
|-
|May 14, 2022
|[[Counting Sheep]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Auranar]], [[Dirk]], [[Shilde]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|May 15, 2022
|[[Anger and Madness]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[A New Chapter]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Kobolds: The Lying Table]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Seyardu]], [[Tawyse]], [[Halani]]
|-
|
|[[Warding the Roost]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|May 16, 2022
|[[A Legal Letter Opener]]
|[[Robert]], [[Nemori]], [[Jay]], [[Eztli]],[[Leetle]]
|-
|
|[[Alvin and Ella, Reunited]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], Sirri, Illiria, Alvin, Ella, Norrington
|-
|
|[[Resurrectionist Escort Part 5]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Shilde]], [[Robert]], [[Aavhash]]
|-
|
|[[A Darkened Mind]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Fear and Drinking in Alexandria]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Halani]], [[Munch]]
|-
|
|[[Requesting Backup]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Venom]]
|-
|May 17, 2022
|[[Kobolds: Take the Town]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Vaera]], [[Venom]]
|-
|
|[[Quickly to Quelynos]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|May 18, 2022
|[[Drunk at Midnight]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Mildly Misplaced Makari]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Shilde]]
|-
|May 19, 2022
|[[Pretty Things]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Kobolds: Storm the Sandcastle]]
|[[Halani]], [[Jinks]], [[Munch]]
|-
|May 20, 2022
|[[Temple District Talk]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Dolan]], [[Eztil]], [[Khepri]], [[Un'eth]]
|-
|May 22, 2022
|[[99 Problems (But Llyranost Isn't One)]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Verna]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Dirk]]
|-
|
|[[An Awkward Reunion]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Mikilos]], [[Aya]], [[Aryia]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Explain Your Smallness]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|May 23, 2022
|[[The First Call]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Resurrectionist Escort Part 6]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Shilde]]
|-
|
|[[Add Victory (um...)]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Culix]], [[Shilde]]
|
|-
|May 24, 2022
|[[Quickly to Quelynos (Part 2)]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[No Wight Place]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Un'eth]]
|-
|
|[[Heth-alumps and Woo-zles]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Shilde]]
|-
|May 25, 2022
|[[Lower Market Meetup]]
|[[Daechir]], [[Gramarye]], [[Hithaeron]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[That Lifting Feeling]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Another Apprentice at the Forge]]
|[[Etzli]], [[Gramarye]], [[Leetle]], [[Robert]]
|-
|May 26, 2022
|[[Say Nevermore]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Hithaeron]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Rocky]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|May 27, 2022
|[[Don't Fear the Wolf]]
|[[Aya]], [[Halani]], [[Munch]]
|-
|
|[[The Hunter And the Hunted]]
|[[Seldan]], DM: Whirlpool
|-
|May 28, 2022
|[[Demon Werewolf Jamboree]]
|[[Aya]], [[Dirk]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]]
|-
|
|[[Jamboree Aftermath]]
|[[Aya]], [[Dirk]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|May 29, 2022
|[[Heth Wights for No One]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Dolan]], [[Andelena]], [[Robert]], [[Shilde]]
|-
|May 30, 2022
|[[Heth Hath No Flurries]]
|[[Zofija]], [[Jay]], [[Slixvah]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[Wraith for It]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Home and Friends]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Percy]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Wight Into The Cups]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Mikilos]], [[Robert]], [[Shilde]]
|-
|May 31, 2022
|[[Quickly to Quelynos (Part 3)]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Lysos]], [[Verna]]
|-
|}
===June===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|June 01, 2022
|[[Where You Are]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Lysos]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Token of Power]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Slixvah]], [[Robert]], [[Eztli]], [[Jay]]
|-
|
|[[Feytouched and Fey Friends]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Watcher's Vigil]]
|[[Telamon]], vignette
|-
|June 02, 2022
|[[Evacuate This Part 1]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Eztli]], [[Gramarye]], [[Magpie]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]]
|-
|June 03, 2022
|[[Night Like This]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|June 04, 2022
|[[Minions of Evil]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Gurtrud]], [[Nemori]], [[Sjach]] DM [[Dirk]]
|-
|
|[[It's Hot]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Totem of Instinct]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Eztil]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|
|[[Mistakes are Inevitable]]
|[[Daechir]], [[Lyme]], [[Shilde]], [[Stena]]
|-
|June 05, 2022
|[[Internal Journeys]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Stjepan]]
|-
|
|[[For Want of a Mourner]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Silmeria]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Roofside Chat]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Wight Hole Wrong Wish]]
|[[Rocky]], [[Shilde]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], DM: [[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[A Worthwhile Place]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 06, 2022
|[[Advice for the Giving]]
|[[Aya]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Jail Talk]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]]
|-
|
|[[Messengers with Pie]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 07, 2022
|[[Been Dreaming]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 08, 2022
|[[Malefic]]
|[[Skielstregar]], vignette
|-
|
|[[Wolfsbane]]
|[[Silmeria]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Visitor with Wine]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Crawled Out of a Hole]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Barclaiigh]]
|-
|
|[[Obligatory Fanservice Episode 3: Return of the Fey]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 09, 2022
|[[Death's War]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Silmeria]]
|-
|
|[[Anatomy of a Fiend]]
|[[Aya]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|
|[[Evacuate This Part 2]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Eztli]], [[Gramarye]], [[Magpie]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Jay]]
|-
|
|[[A Matter of Faith]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 10, 2022
|[[Begrudging Aid]]
|[[Aya]], [[Aryia]]
|-
|
|[[Wight Club]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Dirk]], [[Nemori]], [[Sora]]
|-
|
|[[What Dark Breaks]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Silmeria]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Horns Are Not For Gnawing]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Murder]]
|-
|
|[[The Griever's Next Move]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Seldan]], [[Halani]], [[Zeke]], [[Jinks]], [[Stjepan]]
|-
|June 11, 2022
|[[My Strength]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Sandwiches and Sunlight]]
|[[Aya]], [[Aryia]], [[Seldan]], [[Seyardu]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Fish Scales]]
|[[Murder]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[You Have to Save her]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Jinks]], [[Halani]], [[Aya]], [[Merek]]
|-
|
|[[Late Night for a Late Bite]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Eztli]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Verna]]
|-
|June 12, 2022
|[[Dance of the Dragoon]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|
|[[Hot Words on a Hot Day]]
|[[Aya]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[En guarde!]]
|[[Jay]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]]
|-
|June 13, 2022
|[[Scones, Clothes, and Betrothed]]
|[[Verna]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Aryia]], [[Auranar]]
|-
|
|[[Dinner Out]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Daniel]], [[Lysos]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[The Wounds Left Behind]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Prepare to Bargain]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Aya]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|June 14, 2022
|[[Research!]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Eztli]], [[Lysos]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Puppy Therapy]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Wight Investigation, part 1]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Shilde]], [[Paenitia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|June 15, 2022
|[[The Places Between]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Halani]], [[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Bird, Bird, and Bot]]
|[[Gramarye]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|June 16, 2022
|[[Interview with a Werewolf]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Silmeria]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[A Pie Returned in Kind]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[On Artifice Armor Appearances]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[Mistakes Happened]]
|[[Elyanna]], [[Gramarye]], [[Jay]], [[Shilde]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|June 17, 2022
|[[Up to Measure]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Time to Retire]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Khepri]], [[Nemori]], [[Smuldur]]
|-
|
|[[Accidental Admittance]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Verna]]
|-
|June 19, 2022
|[[Be A Wight In The Darkness]]
|[[Carver]], [[Dalton]], [[Eztli]], [[Kyria]], [[Nemori]], [[Sora]]
|-
|
|[[Weddings, Warnings, Temples, and Tea]]
|[[Silmeria]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Lizards, Lunch, and Liars]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[Suspect Donations]]
|[[Khepri]], [[Sora]], [[Rocky]], [[Gramarye]], [[Knightmare]], [[Jay]]
|-
|
|[[Part of the Family]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 20, 2022
|[[Paladin on the Old Road]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Serene]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Catch and Release]]
|[[Andelena]] [[Slixvah]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[More than meets the Eye]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Auranar]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Menagerie]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Eztli]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Shilde]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 21, 2022
|[[Best Friends Forever]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Bring me a Dream]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Ssun's Out, Sscales Out]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Un'eth]]
|-
|
|[[Wight Investigation, part 2]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Shilde]], [[Paenitia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|June 22, 2022
|[[All I Want]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[The Places Between (Part 2)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Halani]], [[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 23, 2022
|[[Evacuate This, part 3]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Eztli]], [[Gramarye]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Jay]]
|-
|June 24, 2022
|[[Something Smells....]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Khepri]], [[Nemori]], [[Sora]]
|-
|
|[[Wight in the Feels]]
|[[Paenitia]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Lysos]], [[MAC-B1G]]
|-
|
|[[Seelie or Unseelie]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Can't Run Anymore]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|June 25, 2022
|[[Way of the Sword]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|June 26, 2022
|[[Sweet Summer Solstice]]
|[[Carver]], [[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Inevitable Sewer Adventure]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Dirk]], [[Jay]], [[Jozi]], [[Nemori]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|June 27, 2022
|[[Glass Half Full]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Daniel]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Devil of Sanguine Fen]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Sora]], [[Smuldur]]
|-
|
|[[The Inevitable Follow-up]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Eztli]], [[Robert]], [[Jay]], [[Jozi]]
|-
|
|[[Symbol of Memory]]
|[[Gramarye]], [[Khepri]]
|-
|June 28, 2022
|[[Art in Temple Square]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Silmeria]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Wight Investigation, part 3]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|
|[[Deliverance]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|June 29, 2022
|[[Clearing the Scales]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|June 30, 2022
|[[Evacuate This, part 4]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Eztli]], [[Gramarye]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Jay]]
|-
|}
===July===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|July 01, 2022
|[[A Half-Year Anniversary]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 02, 2022
|[[Merely Offering Greetings]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Bird in the Hand]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|
|[[Look Who's Back]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Imane]], [[Mikilos]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]]
|-
|
|[[Git, Good]]
|[[Lysos]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|July 03, 2022
|[[My Cabin in the Woods]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Divided by a Common Language]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Khepri]], [[Nemori]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[A Promise of Unending Beauty]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Verna]]
|-
|July 04, 2022
|[[(not so) Veiled Venom]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Nemori]], [[Venom]]
|-
|
|[[Market Shenanigans]]
|[[Carver]], [[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Verna]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[The Laughing Thief]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 05, 2022
|[[Wight Investigation, part 4]]
|[[Paenitia]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|
|[[Praying to Protocol]]
|[[Gramarye]], [[Khepri]]
|-
|July 06, 2022
|[[Students & Teachers]]
|[[Verna]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 07, 2022
|[[Evacuate This, part 5]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Eztli]], [[Gramarye]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Jay]]
|-
|July 08, 2022
|[[the Way We Were Waylaid, Wayward]]
|[[Braith]], [[Carver]], [[Dirk]], [[Jay]], [[Nemori]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Give Me The News]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|July 09, 2022
|[[It's always some Thing]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Shilde]]
|-
|July 10, 2022
|[[The Real eState of Things]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Khepri]], [[Nemori]], [[Slixvah]], [[Jay]]
|-
|July 11, 2022
|[[Running of the Wolves]]
|[[Carver]], [[Daniel]], [[Dirk]], [[Irshya]], [[Khepri]], [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[But First, Dinner]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Lasabeth's Lice, pt1]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Nemori]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|July 12, 2022
|[[Wrestling With Choices]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dirk]], [[Percy]]
|-
|
|[[Get Well Soon?]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[Wight Investigation, part 5]]
|[[Paenitia]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|July 13, 2022
|[[The Hurdy-Gurdy Demonstration]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Capture the Totem]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Lysos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Sherine]], [[Sora]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[In the Library with the Crimson Pen]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Sabina]]
|-
|July 14, 2022
|[[Statuesque]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Lasabeth's Lice pt2]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Nemori]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Pothy's Home]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Evacuate This, part 6]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Gramarye]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Jay]]
|-
|July 15, 2022
|[[A Mountain Stroll]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]], [[Verna]], [[Robert]]
|-
|
|[[Two Truths and a Lie]]
|[[Irshya]], [[Patch]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[the Way We Were Waylaid, Wayward, p2]]
|[[Carver]], [[Dirk]], [[Jay]], [[Nemori]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Dancin' Dragoon]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|July 16, 2022
|[[Tuned Up for What]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]], [[Mikilos]], [[Robert]]
|-
|
|[[Corkscrew and Wine]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Mikilos]], [[Patch]], [[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[Acceptance]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[Late Night at the Cheerful Corvid]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Eztli]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|July 17, 2022
|[[Heal Thyself]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Jay]], [[Khepri]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Dirk]]
|-
|
|[[The New Redeemer in Town]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaughn]]
|-
|
|[[The Wight Album]]
|[[Dalton]], [[Jay]], [[Kyria]], [[Patch]], [[Sherine]], [[Vaughn]]
|-
|
|[[Drink Between Friends]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Slixvah]], [[Eztli]], [[Jay]], [[Robert]]
|-
|July 18, 2022
|[[An Armed Collision]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Running with the Wolves (Part 2)]]
|[[Daniel]], [[Dirk]], [[Khepri]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[The Weight of Wights]]
|[[Karasu]], [[Magpie]], [[Niara]], [[Vaughn]]
|-
|July 19, 2022
|[[On Matters of Thievery]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], Balderdan
|-
|
|[[Lucht Runs Out]]
|[[Brianna]], [[Eztli]], [[Jay]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[It's Fair to Be Were-y]]
|[[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaughn]]
|-
|July 20, 2022
|[[Luck of the Bird]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Slixvah]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 21, 2022
|[[Turn over the Totem]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Telamon]], Balderdan
|-
|
|[[Organizing Thoughts]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Patch]], [[Mikilos]], [[Venom]]
|-
|
|[[Excavate This!]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Nemori]], [[Jay]], [[Eztli]], [[Dirk]], DM: [[Robert]]
|-
|July 22, 2022
|[[Ribbon Exchange]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[The Way We Were Wayward Waylaid, Part 3]]
| [[Jay]], [[Nemori]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[The Snack Platter]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Sora]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 23, 2022
|[[Book Smart]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Khepri]], [[Patch]], [[Vaughn]]
|-
|July 24, 2022
|[[Play Pretend]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|
|[[The Wight Album, part 2]]
|[[Dalton]], [[Jay]], [[Kyria]], [[Patch]], [[Sherine]]
|-
|
|[[To Grandfather's House We Go]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|July 25, 2022
|[[Let It Rest Already!]]
|[[Paenitia]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Lysos]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|July 26, 2022
|[[Strongestestest Warrior]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Robert]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|
|[[Silk and Steel]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 27, 2022
|[[Drinking Buddy]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Leetle]]
|-
|
|[[Face//Off]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Shilde]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 28, 2022
|[[Evacuate This, part 7]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Gramarye]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Jay]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|July 29, 2022
|[[Doling Out Plans]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|
|[[Cookies at the Cheerful Corvid]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Stjepan]]
|-
|July 30, 2022
|[[The Way We Were Wayward Waylaid, Part 4]]
|[[Jay]], [[Nemori]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Stand With You]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|
|[[Pulling at Knots]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]]
|-
|July 31, 2022
|[[Amily in the Wight]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Dirk]], [[Khepri]], [[Eztli]], [[Jay]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[Campfire Conversation]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|}

===August===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|August 01, 2022
|[[Wight Worms (Group 2)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aurala]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Halani]], [[Silmeria]], [[Stjepan]]
|-
|
|[[Oruch-ouch-um]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Andelena]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[The Vintner's Offer]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 02, 2022
|[[A Deal is a Deal]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Face//Off, Part 2]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Shilde]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Hymn and Haw]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]]
|-
|August 03, 2022
|[[Stolen! Totem at the Temple]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Kard]], [[Lysos]], [[Patch]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Zyla]]
|-
|
|[[Flight Regulations]]
|[[Jay]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Rush Order]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|
|[[Cleaning and Mending]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|August 04, 2022
|[[Zalgi-man or Puppet]]
|[[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 05, 2022
|[[Warehouse Gossip]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Slixvah]], [[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Irshya]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Cleanup Crew]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Braith]], [[Patch]], [[Finn]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Cleanup Checkup]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]]
|-
|August 07, 2022
|[[Teatime Talk]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Noble Intentions]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Zyla]], [[Paenitia]], [[Shilde]] DM: [[Eztli]]
|-
|August 08, 2022
|[[The Write Stuff]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[The Bird at the Cheerful Corvid (It's Not Pothy)]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[The Stars Only for Her]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Wight Worms (Group 2 Part 2)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aurala]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Halani]], [[Silmeria]], [[Stjepan]]
|-
|August 09, 2022
|[[Fish Thief]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Magpie]], [[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Slixvah]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 10, 2022
|[[Reading into things]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Safe and Sound]]
|[[Venom]], [[Aryia]]
|-
|
|[[Soggy Salutations]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Patch]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Cryosanthia]]
|-
|
|[[The Mercenary (Love) Life]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Stjepan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 11, 2022
|[[Out of Step]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Unwanted Duty]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Wolf in Sheep's Clothing]]
|[[Halani]], [[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[A Noble Tongue]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaughn]]
|-
|August 12, 2022
|[[Portside Distractions]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Gramarye]], DM: [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|August 13, 2022
|[[Court of Teeth]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Culix]], [[Etzli]], [[Slixvah]], DM: [[Yaretzi]]
|-
|
|[[Black-eyed Peas]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Rocky]], [[Verna]], [[Yaretzi]], [[Zyla]]
|-
|August 14, 2022
|[[Spirits and Wine]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[How to Bait a Wolf]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|
|[[Noble Intentions Part 2]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Zyla]], [[Paenitia]], [[Shilde]] DM: [[Eztli]]
|-
|
|[[Library Days]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[Tooth Fairy Headache]]
|[[Culix]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Sable]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 15, 2022
|[[An Imp-Sized Migraine]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|August 16, 2022
|[[If You Give a Faerie Dragon a Mountain Oyster]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 17, 2022
|[[Brunch and Spice]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|
|[[Outer Tribes]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Yaretzi]]
|-
|August 18, 2022
|[[For Want of Armor]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|
|[[SYWTBAH]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Slixvah]] DM: [[Williwaw]]
|-
|
|[[Fey-ke Dragon in the Gardens]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|August 19, 2022
|[[Lady and the Bard]]
|[[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Artisanal Linguistics]]
|[[Alaryn]], [[Telamon]], [[Slixvah]], [[Patch]]
|-
|August 20, 2022
|[[Glass Dragon]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Eztli]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|August 21, 2022
|[[Kobolds: Kill the Witch Queen]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Seyardu]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Selia]], [[Jinks]] DMs: [[Cryosanthia]], [[Williwaw]]
|-
|
|[[Rainy Eliday Morning]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 22, 2022
|[[Like Dominos]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Patch]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[SYWTBAH Part 2]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Slixvah]] DM: [[Williwaw]]
|-
|
|[[Scrolling for Insight]]
|[[Elyanna]], [[Patch]], [[Zofija]], [[Alaryn]] DM: [[Whirlpool]]
|-
|August 23, 2022
|[[Rain on your Parade]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[Devilish Research]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|
|[[A Drink and a Song]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Ravendar]]
|-
|August 24, 2022
|[[Hash It out Over Breakfast]]
|[[Yaretzi]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Alaryn]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[A Visit Over Tea]]
|[[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 25, 2022
|[[Questions for Ryon]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|August 27, 2022
|[[A Cure for a Multitude of Ills]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|August 28, 2022
|[[Heart Of The Cards]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|-
|August 29, 2022
|[[Koming Klean over Kvass]]
|[[Elyanna]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-

|August 30, 2022
|[[Birds and Wedding Bells]]
|[[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[The Date is Set]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[What Big Eyes You Have]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|
|[[Esoterica Petitio]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]]
|-
|August 31, 2022
|[[Bready to Dance]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Nessa]]
|-
|}

===September===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|September 1, 2022
|[[Reading Rainbow]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Purpose of Strength]]
|[[Yaretzi]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|September 2, 2022
|[[Rainbows and Shadows]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Crik]], [[Culix]]
|-
|
|[[The Necessity of Bathing]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Jinks]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|September 4, 2022
|[[MEETUP: Fortune's Favor]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Merek]], [[Crik]], [[Jay]], [[Culix]], [[Mikilos]], DM: [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[The Sunguard and Her Cats]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|September 5, 2022
|[[Wayfarer's Breakfast]]
|[[Patch]], [[Seldan]], [[Eztli]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Wight Worms (Group 1)]]
|[[Cesran]], [[Serene]], [[Seldan]], [[Seyardu]], [[Un'eth]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Malice of Infinity]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|
|[[Trinkets and Baubles]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Yaretzi]]
|-
|
|[[Wayfarer's Breakfast Part 2]]
|[[Patch]], [[Seldan]], [[Eztli]], [[Slixvah]], [[Dirk]], [[Ravendar]]
|-
|
|[[Prisoners of Gravitas]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], [[Mikilos]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[Save the Queen]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Andelena]], [[Carver]], [[Culix]], [[Ravendar]], GM: [[Dirk]]
|-
|
|[[The Poetry Slam Winner]]
|[[Carver]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|September 6, 2022
|[[Bar Tender]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[Git Help]]
|[[Jay]], DM: [[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[Rushing To The Altar]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 7, 2022
|[[Stormy Tea Time]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Jay]], [[Mikilos]], [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[Wand-ering Thoughts]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[A Wight Celebration]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Carver]], [[Cesran]], [[Dirk]], [[Lyme]], [[Mikilos]], [[Molly]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seyardu]], [[Silmeria]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 8, 2022
|[[Devil in the Basement]]
|[[Alaryn]], [[Andelena]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Khepri]]
|-
|
|[[Looking for a Spot]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Yaretzi]]
|-
|
|[[Meetup: Welcome to Ashvale]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Jinks]], [[Zofija]], [[Molly]]
|-
|September 11, 2022
|[[The Lady's Escort]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Eztli]], [[Rocky]], [[Telamon]], [[Thurid]]; GM: [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[The Seed of Evil]]
|[[Telamon]], Karan'taara (NPC); GM: [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|September 12, 2022
|[[The Freak Shoe]]
|[[Jay]], [[Jozi]]
|-
|September 13, 2022
|[[A Small Joke]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|
|[[Half-Elf Homecoming]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 14, 2022
|[[Conflict of Philosophy]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[The Raven Truce]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Kaj]]
|-
|September 15, 2022
|[[A Bird in Hand]]
|[[Cryosanthia]]
|-
|
|[[Portside Blues]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Eztli]], [[Jay]], DM: [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[A Gnoment in Time, Part 1]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Lyme]], [[Paenitia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Zyla]]
|-
|
|[[Ruminations on a Monster]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 16, 2022
|[[Allergic Inflection]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[irshya]], [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[Return to Chandor's Crossing]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Dirk]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], GM: [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 18, 2022
|[[The Cat's Meow]]
|[[Carver]], [[Crik]], [[Crius]], [[Sable]], GM: [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[The Face Of A Friend]]
|[[Gramarye]], [[Khepri]]
|-
|September 19, 2022
|[[Rain Check]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Murder]]
|-
|
|[[Night Shift]]
|[[Irshya]], [[Slixvah]], [[Dirk]], [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[The Midnight Unkindness]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 21, 2022
|[[Final F-ant-asy: Lion Edition]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Chemas]], [[Eztli]], [[Lysa]], [[Magpie]], [[Slixvah]], DM: [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[Morning Shift]]
|[[Irshya]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Heady the Sea, part 1]]
|[[Jay]], [[Jozi]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|September 22, 2022
|[[Portside Blues Part 2]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Eztli]], [[Jay]], DM: [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Welcome to Ashenvale, part 2]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Jinks]], [[Zofija]], [[Jozi]]
|-
|
|[[A Gnoment in Time, Part 2]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Lyme]], [[Paenitia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Zyla]]
|-
|September 23, 2022
|[[Boxy Rain Dance]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Write in the Eels]]
|[[Jay]], [[Slixvah]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]]
|-
|
|[[Council Inquest]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Merek]], [[Patch]], [[Seyardu]], [[Stjepan]], [[Cesran]], [[Seldan]], [[Malik]]
|-
|
|[[Hounds of Hell]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Sora]], [[Telamon]]; GM: [[Dirk]]
|-
|
|[[Time Enough]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 25, 2022
|[[Kobolds: Kill the Witch-Queen, finale]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Seyardu]], [[Jinks]], [[Selia]], [[Braelnoir]] DMs: [[Cryosanthia]], [[Williwaw]]
|-
|
|[[Busting Pyramids]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|September 26, 2022
|[[Heady the Sea, Part 2]]
|[[Jay]], [[Jozi]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|September 27, 2022
|[[It Came From Beyond!]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Slixvah]], [[Syianne]]; GM: [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 28, 2022
|[[Language of Metal]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Crik]]
|-
|
|[[Fifty-Fifty]]
|[[Jay]], [[Schara]], [[Zalara]]
|-
|
|[[Dinner at the Rosalian Rose]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 29, 2022
|[[Always the Gross Jobs]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]], [[Stjepan]]
|-
|
|[[Welcome to Ashenvale, part 3]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Zofija]], [[Jozi]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[The Eager Cake Testers]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[A Gnoment in Time, Part 3]]
|[[Lyme]], [[Paenitia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Zyla]]
|-
|}

===October===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|October 2, 2022
|[[Fish and Catch-Up]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|
|[[Out of the Water]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Tiasa]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|October 3, 2022
|[[An Enchanting Afternoon at Home]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[More Meat Pies!]]
|[[Jay]], [[Jozi]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|October 5, 2022
|[[Home by the Sea]]
|[[Alaryn]], [[Andelena]], [[Magpie]]; GM: Telamon
|-
|October 4, 2022
|[[Picking up Favors]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Slixvah]], [[Crik]]
|-
|
|[[Head's Down Git's Up]]
|[[Jay]], [[Jozi]], [[Slixvah]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|October 6, 2022
|[[Head's Down Git's Up Part 2]]
|[[Jay]], [[Jozi]], [[Slixvah]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[A Gnoment in Time, Part 4]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Zyla]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Paenitia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|October 7, 2022
|[[Big Trouble in Little Redford]]
|[[Lysa]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], GM: [[Dirk]]
|-
|
|[[Nine Years of Debt]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Tenoc]], [[Halani]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|October 9, 2022
|[[Shaking off the Nerves]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 10, 2022
|[[Head's Down Git's Up Part 3]]
|[[Jay]], [[Jozi]], [[Slixvah]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[The Final Stitches]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|October 11, 2022
|[[The Black Crystals]]
|[[Jay]], [[Slixvah]], [[Alaryn]], [[Schara]], [[Lauriel]], [[Toha]], [[Zalara]]
|-
|
|[[Taking the Report]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 12, 2022
|[[Learning To Fly]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 13, 2022
|[[A Gnoment in Time, Part 5]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Paenitia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Vaera]], [[Dirk]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|October 14, 2022
|[[Small Aside at the Society]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Crik]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[Fifty to Thirty-Three]]
|[[Jay]], [[Alaryn]], [[Merek]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[The Damned Lace]]
|[[Ariya]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 16, 2022
|[[A hug in the Night]]
|[[Jay]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[A Lúpecyll-Atlon Wedding]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Throwed Apples, pt1]]
|[[Etzli]], [[Jozi]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|October 17, 2022
|[[Throwed Apples, pt2]]
|[[Etzli]], [[Jay]], [[Jozi]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[What's In a Light]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Murder]]
|-
|
|[[A Lupecyll-Atlon Wedding Party]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Aryia]], [[Carver]], [[Dirk]], [[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seyardu]], [[Stjepan]], [[Telamon]], [[Venom]]
|-
|October 18, 2022
|[[Final F-ant-asy: Lion Edition Part 2]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Eztli]], [[Magpie]], [[Slixvah]], DM: [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[Until the End of All]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 19, 2022
|[[An Ale Advised Plan]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Schara]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|October 20, 2022
|[[Final F-ant-asy: Lion Edition Part 3]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Eztli]], [[Magpie]], [[Slixvah]], DM: [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[Dunny Go Alone]]
|[[Jay]], [[Merek]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[A Walk In The Woods]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Pouring over Data]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[A Gnoment in Time, Part 6]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Lyme]], [[Vaera]], [[Dirk]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Paenitia]]
|-
|October 21, 2022
|[[Miss His Light]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[Town Planning Council]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Merek]], [[Patch]], [[Seyardu]], [[Stjepan]]
|-
|
|[[A Lupecyll-Atlon Homecoming]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 24, 2022
|[[The Instrument of the Grey Lady]]
|[[Zofija]], [[Elyanna]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[Leg of Meat and A Dream]]
|[[Murder]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|October 25, 2022
|[[Scrub the Deck]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Venom]]
|-
|
|[[A Theatrical Reunion]]
|[[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Schara]], [[Slixvah]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 26, 2022
|[[The Hunt for Tang]]
|[[Jay]]
|-
|
|[[Something to Tlahco Bout]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Khepri]], [[Vaera]]; GM: Ravenstongue
|-
|October 27, 2022
|[[A Gnoment in Time, Part 7]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Zyla]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Paenitia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|
|[[Bluedragon Ale]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]], [[Schara]], [[Merek]], [[Jay]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[Star Soup for the Soul]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 28, 2022
|[[Nap In The Stacks]]
|[[Schara]], [[Slixvah]]
|
|-
|October 29, 2022
|[[Graveyard Smash]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Culix]], [[Dirk]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[All-Time Grates, the]]
|[[Irshya]], [[Jay]], [[Rocky]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Waltzing Chartle-Clank-Hamma-Sprokiee]]
|[[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[Demons Marketplace]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Kira]], [[Rocky]]
|-
|October 30, 2022
|[[Injuries of the Mortal Kind]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Face to Faceless]]
|[[Jay]], [[Patch]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|October 31, 2022
|[[Winter's Bite, Part 1]]
|[[Faiza]], [[Slixvah]], [[Jay]], [[Robert]], DM: [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[Hallowed Halls]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Schara]], [[Verna]], [[Zyla]]
|-
|}

===November===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|November 1, 2022
|[[Small Versus Tall]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Murder]], [[Yaretzi]]
|-
|
|[[The Cat Bath]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Lies of a Mission]]
|[[Robert]], [[Jay]], [[Nemori]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|November 2, 2022
|[[ Lies of a Tension]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Merek]], [[Mikilos]], [[Serene]]
|-
|
|[[The Rook's First Move]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|November 3, 2022
|[[ Winter's Bite, Part 2]]
|[[Patch]], [[Robert "Bobby"]], [[Slixvah]], [[Jay]]
|-
|
|[[A Gnoment in Time, Part 8]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Paenitia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|November 4, 2022
|[[Dinner with Friends]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], [[Gadget]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Draining The Sewers]]
|[[Mara]], [[Patch]]. [[Schara]], DM: [[Telamon]]
|-
|November 5, 2022
|[[Dwarf Fortress]]
|[[Jay]], [[Khepri]], [[Crik]], [[Schara]]
|-
|November 6, 2022
|[[Hole, the]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Kira]], [[Mikilos]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|November 7, 2022
|[[Reunite, Rekindle, Remember]]
|[[Kira]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Exchange Grate]]
|[[Jay]], [[Jozi]], [[Nemori]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Seen by the Shore: Demon]]
|[[Kira]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|}

Hole, the

2022-11-07T20:42:02Z

Cryosanthia:

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== Log Info ==
*Title: the Hole
*Emitter: Cryosanthia, Braelnoir
*Characters: Jinks, Kira, Mikilos, Seyardu
*Place: W02: The Wilderness
*Time: Sunday, November 06, 2022, 11:00 AM
*Summary: Today is the day. The aid Jinks has rallied arrives at the vouivre's caravan. Last-minute instructions are delivered and individuals are reminded of important information. The group needs to press into the center of the town and brave the undead carrion worm-dug tunnel to resolve the spreading, extraplanar cancer thriving in the depths below. </div>

-------Alexandros Wilderness: The Ruined Town of Ashenvale

==Previously==

Far to the North of Alexandria is a recently ruined town. Abandoned before being overrun by wights, the destruction of the undead awoke some alien pathogen, A flesh cancer that was consuming the countryside until a scorched earth policy of containment was achieved. The Mayor, her Assistant and their exceptionally interactive Swiftclaw have brought adventurers to solve the problem.

Much talk has been had about the problem. Even a Loremaster was summoned out of the weave.

The gnome clears his throat.. He's trembling as he breathes, eyes rolling back, turning from milky-onyx to smoke in his sockets.

"It's not of Ea..." His voice is impossibly distant. A tiny tendril-- a ghost of a spiked pseudo-pod crawls out from the collar of his shirt, up his neck and around his cheek. "A rot... corruption that feasts and perverts without guidance." The tendril crawls into his smoke-filled socket and sprouts, branching and reaching and branching again like the groping tongue of a flatworm. "No mind to guide it..."

There's the echo of a thump from somewhere else. The gnome's sleeve has torn away and the ghost-image of lumpen, rotting flesh cascades down to pile and burble at his feet.

"There's properties... change as they touch new..." he belches as his face deforms from within. "The great and swollen might explode-- it can touch the Weave and corrupt it. Consume magic. It reaches for the Source."

"The pools resonate madness."

With the last observation the gnome collapses into a ghostly mound, meat, muscle, flesh, and bone with no organizing principles.

Jinks stands above the horror as it collapses away into quickly-dissipating smoke.

"... Mulria's sideways smile," he chokes right before turning away and retching up his dinner.

"The discolored clump... stretching between the two pools," Jinks offers, leaning with one arm braced against far side of the wagon as he catches his breath. He leans forward a little and spits, trying to clear the taste of sick at least a little.

"It's not a brain but it's a central cluster... a cyst or a main nerve. That needs to be destroyed." He sighs, heavily. "Between the pools that resonate with the Void to fracture your mind. And the large clumps that will explode if they can't tear and consume...

"Help, please," he pleads.

He is helped. The stragglers gathered.

==Now==

All that remains is to enter what is left of the town.

Mikilos sighs, rubbing at his brow. "Okay, numbers. How wide is the hole down? Is it a straight shot all the way? The chamber at the bottom, how wide, how tall, how deep are these 'pool'? The... nerve cluster? How far from the hole down, which direction? Let's try and form something of a plan. I'm still on the idea to drop in a couple of Freezing Spheres, fly down, freeze the Nerve Cluster solid, smash it to bits. Maybe shift the bigger pieces out towards the Void."

Help was sought. That is enough for Kira; the details of the problem are important for determining how best to render aid. They are irrelevant in determining whether or not to render aid; that is never really a question, at least for her. It is near-enough along her path back towards the city, also, that it is easy enough to divert to. She arrives wrapped in her simple cloak, with it and the rest of her clothing showing signs of travel.

Looking about as she enters the town... or the remains of one, it is not too difficult so spy a few familiar faces, even if not recently so. As she nears, she offers greetings with a wearied-if-genuine smile. "Hello, everyone. What help is needed?"

"The hole is twenty feet wide. Seems uniform, straight down." Retzi answers, crossing her arms and leaning on windowsill, apparently rocking her legs from side to side behind her. "At least a hundred and twenty. If you drop something in the center it will make it through the bottom, sometimes. That seems one hundred and eighty feet down."

"It's disorienting, but it comes through the ceiling on the west side, the cavern is circular, seventy feet tall, two hundred feet wide."

Yolo nods.

A bass feminine voice, deeply rumbling adds, "It shoots."

Seyardu had already been out this way once before, and it was only a matter of time until some actual call for aid was made. The cleric was waiting with the others, resting against their polearm and regarding the scen laid before them.

"Any task made should be properly considered, just because fire had no effect does not mean that freezing it will be the correct option. And I do not expect it to mount no form of defence should we actually go down towards it all."

Yolo stares at Seyardu when she arrives, a frown on her face and a tightness around her eyes. She forces her face into something less severe, and attempts a friendly wave with a cheery, "Hello."

A heartless attempt at best.

She's much more enthusiastic when she suggests, "I know! You could run and jump in the hole and stick a huge healing potion in your mouth so you're healed back when you smash against the ground. That's an adventuring way to go, right?"

She looks around, "The least useful of you could try that, open the way for the others." She knuckles at her chin, surveying the others.

"You're welcome to try, Miki," Jinks offers, returning from his brief walk a little steadier on his feet. He's buttoned his fine coat up and the high, stiff collar swallows his neck entire. "The further away we can fight it, the better, but wrapped into the Weave as it is..." The gnome isn't confident in the effects of magic down the tunnel, clearly. "... well, we'd have to go down and make sure it's dead, regardless."

"The meatballs aboveground suffer nothing from my illusions. It stands to reason that the parent-thing spawning them will be similarly immune. I can still aid and bolster-- and I have my bow-- but I'll be fighting from the back wherever we start." He offers a thin smile and the jewels about his face glitter as he offers a nod at the fresh arrivals. "The creatures through the ruined town are only a concern because of their numbers; they're relatively weak and quite slow. Most will ignore us if we don't come too close."

There's a quiet snort and a sideways-glance at the vouivre. "Moist of us can fly. Some don't even need to rely on magics," he waves a hand at the Silver Guard's mount.

"See!" Yolo bobs her head, "That's even better."

<pre><OOC> Ashes says, "Okay, it's about 2 miles to the center of town, where you need to be. If there's spells you want to cast now, that can be done. If you want to discuss more, floor is yours. If you want to go there, it's straightforward, a DC30 of your choice of: Perception, Stealth, Survival, Escape Artist, Acrobatics or Athletics. Failing will mean you need to pose taking some extra time. Epic fail, you take some damage and still get there."
GAME: Kira rolls perception: (14)+24: 38
GAME: Mikilos rolls perception: (16)+28: 44
GAME: Jinks rolls Perform/Dance: (13)+26: 39, "(Acrobatics)"
GAME: Seyardu rolls perception: (8)+8: 16</pre>

Kira looks further into the town, towards the indicated vicinity of the hole regardless of whether she can see it directly. She then looks back to Jinks and the others. "So... we need to move past the ... infected to the hole. If magic may not work, would it be safest to set ropes and climb down? Or be carried down in turns? Once it is stopped, will the afflicted recover?" She is curious to see the destination for herself, and it is probably best that they start sooner rather than later, so she has no problems moving forward and making the discussion a mobile one.

The approach is not difficult. The small Flesh lumps rarely move, and when they do it is a random sludge in a direction, not always repeated. Only drawing very close to one stimulates a reaction. A violent one, as the Seer demonstrated earlier.

It's not a long walk, but it is an empty one. No sounds, only the wind, absent the everpresent rustle of leaves. It's unsettling.

==The Town Hole==

The town's center is dominated by the ruins of a large indoor market. The great building has collapsed into remnants of walls, broken roof timers, charcoal and soot. Large lumps of Flesh, resembling muscle, beef jerky, connective tissue and lumps of fat are scattered. A congealed layer covers them, and as wetly plastered soot and debris around their base.

The center of the market is raised, the floor burst up from below. A circular, well like hole descends deep into the earth. The edges are coated in a layer of flesh and slime. A dark artery to the below.

Drifts of soot and charcoal are piled against ruined walls. The Flesh lies amongst the collapsed structures, marking where a being feel and was overwhelmed.

Mikilos murmurs a short spell, robes fluttering a little as he rises into the air a few feet, staying close to the ground, but picking his way carefully towards the hole, avoiding 'flesh lumps' as best he can. "I have some rope, but not enough for the full length. I suspect conjuring more would end poorly."

<pre><OOC> Mikilos figures 16:13-ish, vairying with where the rest of the party goes. Looks like at least one Lump we won't be able to avoid
GAME: Jinks casts Read Magic. Caster Level: 15 DC: 18
GAME: Jinks casts Tongues. Caster Level: 15 DC: 20
<OOC> Jinks says, "Longshot spells but better to have and not need. Those'll be 150min durations before we leave camp."
<OOC> Kira can just be with the others in the 15 or 16 vertical.
<OOC> Jinks says, "16,12, please, Cryo"
GAME: Mikilos casts Fly. Caster Level: 18 DC: 24</pre>

Most of the bard's spells are of a shorter duration but he does perform a few quick songs before they leave. Neither have any fantastic or obvious effects but the last line of the second song seems to trip over itself with overnumerous voices in a variety of languages. He snaps the fingers of his right hand once to produce a bejeweled rod and disappears it with a flourish. Satisfied with that, he unslings his blackwood and dark-metal compound bow and joins the others on the move into the center of the town.

As promised, the meat offers little in the way of obstacle as they go and the gnome spins, twirls, leaps, and rolls well clear of their slow curiosity and the occasional bone-missile.

Details become clearer as the marketplace is approached. Lumps of hungry Flesh remain inside the shattered building. One is resting near the edge of the hole. It pulsates and stretches out, touching the side and bulging over the edge.

It drops out of sight.

The rest of the surrounding meat is quiescent. For now.

Mikilos approaches the hole with caution, half certain something is going to leap out, a tenth certain his Flying will cut out if he gets too far over the edge. "Figure hook up what rope we have, even if only enough to reach part way. Better than nothing if we end up needing it."

<pre><OOC> Ashes says, "how high flying?"
<OOC> Mikilos says, "5' or so"
GAME: Jinks casts Mirror Image. Caster Level: 15 DC: 23
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+15: (5)+15: 20 (Caster Level check)
<OOC> Ashes says, "okay Jinks you feel resistance but it works"
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d4+5: (3)+5: 8
<OOC> Jinks says, "9x Jinks"</pre>

Seyardu was much slower than the others moving through the area, needing to stop and make sure what she saw was a threat, or avoid tripping over herself. She did eventually reach the area, and looked around.

"I do not like this. The entrance is not large, and more of those things linger around. If we went beneath, they would be able to cut off our escape from above with sheer mass, yet others may be drawn uf we attempted to clear them out beforehand. Abd as Jinks said, scrying did not work properly, there is no guarantee we will be able to teleport out."

The gnome hums as the center of town is reached. He moves a hand through the air and it leaves behind ghost images. Before the quick gnomish limerick is done, there are nine of the fancy little men moving in, around, and through each other. Again, the creatures aren't like to be fooled by the simple trick but it helps to at least feel like the distraction is there.

"Even up here it took some effort to pull that spell into being. I can only imagine it becomes more difficult the deeper we're forced to go..." Jinks mutters just loud enough for the others to hear. He looks to Mikilos and then back at Kira. He opens and pins back the flap on his quiver.

The hole resembles a lava tube or the burrowing trail of a giant worm. One that left its casing behind. The walls are covered, in globules and streaks of grease that in places forms a thickness of congealed gelatin, and others a lump similar to those lurching through the surroundings.

<pre><OOC> Seyardu says, "I'll trust jinks and put up some longer lasting spells now"
<OOC> Seyardu says, "any objections to mass bears endurance and bless?"
<OOC> Ashes says, "Caster check please Seyardu for each, DC20"
GAME: Jinks casts Alter Self. Caster Level: 15 DC: 20
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+15: (4)+15: 19 (Vs DC20 - Fail)
<OOC> Ashes says, "These caster level checks are similar to overcoming Spell Resistance. Specifically, Spell Penetration, Greater Spell Penetration, Ioun Stone (+1 caster level), and Robe of the Archmage, woud apply"
<OOC> Ashes says, "okay Jinks, you have a choice."
<OOC> Ashes says, "let your spell fail, or cast a spell 1 level lower (or higher) to pump it enough to make it happen."
<OOC> Jinks says, "I'm not sure how you mean, Cryo. Like, use a lower-level spell slot in addition to the normal one?"
<OOC> Ashes says, "yes, use another spell slot"
GAME: Seyardu casts Mass Bear's Endurance. Caster Level: 14 DC: 22
GAME: Seyardu casts Bless. Caster Level: 14 DC: 17
<OOC> Seyardu says, "bear's endurance, then bless"
GAME: Mikilos casts Protection From Evil. Caster Level: 18 DC: 22
GAME: Seyardu rolls 1d20+14: (7)+14: 21 (vs DC20 - Success)
GAME: Seyardu rolls 1d20+14: (20)+14: 34 (vs DC20 - Success)
GAME: Mikilos rolls 1d20+18+2+2+1+2: (2)+18+2+2+1+2: 27
<OOC> Seyardu says, "and if there's time a normal angelic aspect"
GAME: Jinks casts Cure Light Wounds. Caster Level: 15 DC: 19
<OOC> Jinks says, "Alter Self is 2. There's a CLW for an extra 1-slot."
<OOC> Ashes says, "that can be done Seyardu. Make the casting poses! Okay, thanks Jinks."
GAME: Seyardu casts Angelic Aspect. Caster Level: 14 DC: 21
GAME: Seyardu rolls 1d20+14: (14)+14: 28 (vs DC20 - Success)
<OOC> Seyardu says, "And +2 temporary health per level (well, it increases max temporarily) for anyone who doesn't already have a +4 bonus to con"</pre>

The preparations continue, Jinks (all of them) performing different parts of a complex harmony as one flips a small, yellow-brain scale with a thumb. He catches it, rolls his wrist, and reveals the empty palm as the gnome shifts and changes. Fine olive-toned skin turns to scales, he sprouts a snout and a tail, and his posture shifts as his transformation into a kobold completes. An exceptionally fine-dressed and bejeweled kobold. The bard reaches up to feel the shape of his new face, lamenting the (temporary) loss of his well-trimmed goatee.

Mikilos murmurs again, wrapping a thin layer of holy protection around himself. The elf frowns mildly at the pushback to the spell, but forces the weave to completion with raw power. Finding a soild timber near the hole, he pulls a coil of rope from his haversack, securing one end. "Who else has rope?"

<pre><OOC> Ashes says, "you can tie the rope off easily enough Mikilos"
<OOC> Ashes says, "roll perception DC20"
GAME: Mikilos rolls perception: (16)+28: 44</pre>

If what you say is true, then we should make any preparations now, before they become nigh impossible to do."

"Celestial mother, grant your blessings upon your children, fill them with purpose and the strength to see this task done. And grant this one a fraction of your power, to better aid as capable." They offer in prayer with their holy symbol held aloft, suffusing the small gathering with vigor, while a pair of large leathery wings sprouted instantly out of the cleric's back. "I have some more rope in my bag if needed. If we cannot deal with the foes up here, then do we simply deal with the source quickly enough before they block our exit?"

Mikilos ties off the rope, then pauses, blinks, and slowly drifts back from the opening. "...it's breathing. The entire opening, it's breathing." Stareing a moment, the wizard rouses himself and nods to Seyardu. "Hopefully they're too mindless to block the opening. But if they do... we still need to stop what's down there."

Lumps of nearby Flesh quiver. The presence of bodies near the hole is stimulating some response.

"If it comes to weapons, bludgeons are likely to be your best option. If you stab or cut it fast and hard enough it doesn't matter, though." Jinks sidles up to Mikilos and glances down the tunnel. "It's immune to fire..." he's repeating now, perhaps in hope of cementing it for the others.

"... I don't have more rope," he admits. Maybe someone thought to get some from the vouivre. He can always ride down on Silver should Serene allow it. He has plenty of experience riding flying moutns at this point.

One it is indicated, it is obvious. There is an air current, out of the hole, pausing, reversing, just like a tide or as Mikilos described it: Breathing. Steady, unsettling, it's pace does not change.

The Flesh creeps closer.

<pre><OOC> Kira has unlimited rope.
<OOC> Ashes says, "how is that possible?"
<OOC> Kira says, "Robe of Infinite Twine. Can draw 50' or twine or 10' of hemp rope from it per turn."
<OOC> Seyardu says, "given the slime things moving close I'll still use my 100 feet of rope to speed it up"
<OOC> Ashes says, "okay. With that they won't attack before you both are done."</pre>

Kira is concerned of the magic-affecting thing, though she does not often use spells. She watches Serene and Mikilos do so, and then rope retrieved and tied off. "Oh! I can help with the rope..." She reaches beneath her cloak and begins pulling at a loose strand of her rough-woven robe. The strand is pulled out slowly as simple hemp rope, and continues to pull. It isn't rapid, but it is continuous. "You never know when rope or twine will be useful..."

It progresses normally, at first. A keen eye would notice oddities, a exceptionally smooth looking strand of hemp, a bump in the weave. As more rope is withdrawn, the abnormalities increase, there are more lines, the rope is wet, softer, looking less like hemp and more like braided meat, more like the Flesh carpeting the town.

It will serve, as rope, but it's not for the squeamish.

<pre><OOC> Ashes says, "starts as hemp, ends as braided intestines"</pre>

There's enough rope, over two hundred feet, although the final segment barely qualifies as rope.

"Do you still want to try and send spells down, Miki, or do we descend to meet it head on?" The Jinksbold would pale if his flesh weren't scales. As it is, the little black reptilian eyes go wider as the sight of the spooling offal, his snout opens, and his lizard-tongue curls as he gags audibly.

"My enchantments aren't of the longest durations... and I imagine our presence is sensed. Who knows what it can rally given enough time?"

Kira notices the shift in the rope less from appearance and more when it seems to become... squishy. This sparks a gasp, a pause, and a prompt check of herself to ensure she is still pulling from the robe and not, somehow, beyond(?) it. Further pause as she tries to rationalize the conflicting information.

<pre><OOC> Kira will move to avoid it while reeling out rope.</pre>

"This is from its affect on magic... right?" That must be it. Kira certainly hopes so. Looking at the others for assurance and then around has her notice the nearing lump of ...flesh. Not that in hand, but moving her way. "I... I think this is enough. We should probably hurry..." She steps around the lip of the hole, away from the approaching lump before cutting the ... line to her robe and readying to pitch the free end down.

<pre><OOC> Jinks says, "It's OK. Start singing as a Swift (inspire Courage +3) and full attack 18,10."
<OOC> Jinks says, "Shortbow. So this'll be Piercing, magic, cold iron, and silver for DR purposes. manyshot, rapid shot, deadly aim."
GAME: Jinks rolls weapon8-2-3+3+1+1: (19)+20+-2+-3+3+1+1: 39
GAME: Jinks rolls weapon8-2-3+3+1+1: (14)+20+-2+-3+3+1+1: 34
GAME: Jinks rolls weapon8-2-3+3+1+1-5: (12)+20+-2+-3+3+1+1+-5: 27
GAME: Jinks rolls weapon8-2-3+3+1+1-1-: (14)+20+-2+-3+3+1+1+-10=24
<OOC> Ashes says, "all hit"
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d4+2+3+1+1+3+6: (3)+2+3+1+1+3+6: 19
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d4+2+3+1+1+3+6: (1)+2+3+1+1+3+6: 17
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d4+2+3+1+1+3+6: (3)+2+3+1+1+3+6: 19
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d4+2+3+1+1+3+6: (1)+2+3+1+1+3+6: 17
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d4+2+3+1+1+3+6: (3)+2+3+1+1+3+6: 19
<OOC> Ashes says, "okay, it takes the first 4 to kill it, and it's rather unsettlingly bubbling and growing."
<OOC> Ashes says, " The last shot on the 17,10 does damage, but it seems a lot of it regenerates"
<OOC> Seyardu says, "I don't know what I want to do"
<OOC> Seyardu says, "I guess I'll delay then"</pre>

The fancy, portable-hoard-wearing kobold gives a hiss when he sees the smaller balls of meat beginning to press in. "Decision time," he suggests after making a closed-mouth chirrupp from his narrow throat. Lizard nostrils flare as he sucks in air.

:: ''"I went to my brother to ask for a loan''
:: '''cuz I was busted..." ''

The Hymn swells out of those simple words. Pushing out past the tainted Weave and re-threading reality. Arms are stronger. Wills firmer. Reactions sharper. An odd sort of inspiration to come from such a scamp rag.

<pre><OOC> Mikilos says, "Edge over the side, cast a Sphere straight down the shaft, then head down keeping next to the rope"
<OOC> Ashes says, "okay, make the caster check DC24. Then .. well 'how fast can you go down a rope' is a loaded question, unless you tack 'safely' on it."
GAME: Mikilos casts Freezing Sphere. Caster Level: 18 DC: 27
GAME: Mikilos rolls 1d20+18+2+2+1+2: (8)+18+2+2+1+2: 33 (vs DC24 - Success)
<OOC> Mikilos says, "Walking speed? So, 30' down?"
GAME: Mikilos rolls 15d8: (69): 69 (Freezing Sphere)
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+6: (12)+6: 18 (Bursting Flesh Reflex - Fail)
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+6: (20)+6: 26 (Bursting Flesh Reflex - Fail)</pre>

Seyardu brandished her polearm, but seeing Jinks' arrows piercing one and causing it to bubble up, she just dodges and shoves out of the way of the closest one. "They may burst is impaled, we must be wary!"

Mikilos nods to Jinks, stepping to the edge and pulling a small crystal from his pocket. "We don't know what's down there, but I'd prefer it at least a little frozen." Murmuring, his hands weave for a moment, pulling a pale blue ghost orb from the crystal, and shooting it straight down the shaft. "But you're right, the locals are moving in." A flash of pale light from below, the sound of breaking ice, and the wizard starts down the shaft himself, flying, but keeping close to the silk/hemp/snew franken-rope.

The freezing sphere vanishes into the depths of the well. There is the distant sound of it exploding, a shattering of crystals. Something was hit.

<pre>GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+13: (20)+13: 33 (Bursting Flesh Shooting Mikilos)
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+13: (19)+13: 32
GAME: Ashes rolls 8d8+16: (39)+16: 55
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d4: (2): 2 (2 rounds reload)
<OOC> Ashes says, "okay you're hit by a blast of flesh and bone, come up from the depths where you just shot"
<OOC> Ashes says, "Kira had to AFK, she said she'd follow down the rope"</pre>

With all the wrathful vocalization of a flytrap siezing an insect, Mikilos finds himself a target of something in the stygian depths. An ichor drenched spear of femurous bonetrailing acrid smoke is it's writ of berievement.

There is a muddied >THUNK< as the foul projectile strikes true, piercing the elf's defenses to drive deeply into the very core of him, while strands of cosmic dribble slap about his figure like noodles flung petulently against a statue. Is it tingling, or cold... or, in just in his head?

Wait, no... it's lukewarm, with a smell of vinegar, burnt hair and lavender.

Mikilos reels from the hit, but rights himself quickly. "I'M OKAY! ...mostly. You only need one kidney, right?"

In the Aftermath, Kira approaches the edge and answers down, "Maybe two."

<pre><OOC> Jinks says, "Maintian Courage song as free."
<OOC> Jinks says, "Glove of storing free in/out to Haste with Quickened Rod."
<OOC> Jinks says, "Shadowbard as my standard. Swift to start second song (Inspire Competence +5). Move to climb down."</pre>
<pre>GAME: Jinks casts Haste. Caster Level: 15 DC: 21
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+15: (1)+15: 16 (EPIC FAIL) (vs DC24 - Fail)
GAME: Jinks casts Phantasmal Web. Caster Level: 15 DC: 23
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+15: (15)+15: 30 (vs DC24 - Success)
<OOC> Jinks says, "So it's Shadowbard and not Phantasmal Web. Got approval for the new spell but it hasn't been added."
GAME: Jinks rolls Athletircs+5-5: (12)+Athletircs+5+-5: 12 (-5 Quick Climb, vs DC5 - success)
<OOC> Jinks says, "I think 10' to get "in" the hole and that leaves me with 20' as a kobold. So I'd descend 10' down."</pre>

The glittering kobold watches Mikilos descend in the wake of his frozen missile and nods, the eight other versions of him echoing the gesture in their own way. He takes his clawed hand from the drawstring of his bown and the bejeweled rod returns just long enough to join his words. The normal gossamer threads stretching between his allies that he would tug are thick ropes of snot, instead, and droop away to fall *plip-plop* on the ground. Undeterred, the gnome continues, ducking towards the hole and away from his shadow.

The flat bit of kobold-shaped darkness peels away from the ground to stand and begins singing his own song, joining the other nine of him as they all start down the rope. The Hymn is practically a palpable thing now.

:: ''"I hate to beg like a dog without his bone, ''
:: ''but I'm busted..." ''

The harmony has become a call-and-response with the shadowy bardform. And the song echoes down the tunnel.

<pre><OOC> Seyardu says, "I'll go down the hole too, use my action to channel healing, and I'll exclude any slimes I can see and the walls of the tunnel"
GAME: Seyardu rolls 7d6: (24): 24
<OOC> Ashes says, "okay, you're on the rope, climbing down with the group, you should pose some of that"</pre>

Well, everyone was going down the hole now, there was no sense lingering on the edge. The makari cleric hopped over one edge, and down the rope, stopping short to hold out their holy symbol. If the wall were breathing, she wasn't going to accidentally heal the passage. "You should not be the first to jump into danger Mikilos." The cleric notes.

Kira watches as others begin the descent. Her flash of concern at - whatever that was that she does not wish to think too hard about - hitting Mikilos is somewhat assuaged as Seyardu calls upon holy aid. Kira joins them in climbing down the rope, hoping to move quickly, but not -too- quickly.

<pre>GAME: Mikilos casts Haste. Caster Level: 18 DC: 24
GAME: Mikilos rolls 1d20+18+2+2+1+2: (11)+18+2+2+1+2: 36 (vs DC24 - Success)</pre>

Mikilos nods his thanks to Seyardu. "I really should have learned that by now. Think was a lucky hit, but definately hurt." Murmuring once more, the elf tosses invigorating energy to his allies, speeding their motions. He drifts slowly downward, leaving time for others to catch up.

<pre><OOC> Ashes says, "1 Serene, 2 Kira, 3 Sey, 4 JinksBold, 5 Mikilos"
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d5: (2): 2
<pre>GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+13: (20)+13: 33 (THREAT)
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+13: (11)+13: 24 (Confirmed)
GAME: Ashes rolls 8d8+16: (43)+16: 59
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d2: (2): 2 (2 rounds before can shoot again)</pre>

Whatever fel intelligence guides these unwholesome blots upon Ean soil now directs new kindled ire in the direction of the Sentinel from the deep dark below.

Preceded only by a low whistling, a whorled harpoon of corrupted bone sheathed in half congealed blood that tears past the insufficient clearance to slam into Kira's native flesh. As before, this too, brings the clotted caress of the chaos between worlds to cling to cloth, flesh and stone with the same acrid airs as Mikilos.

<pre><OOC> Kira will continue to descend as able and use LoH on herself.
GAME: Kira spends ONE use of LAY ON HANDS.
<OOC> Ashes says, "climb to descend, DC5 athletics, -5 to hustle it, also you have haste, so that doubles your speed, so you'd do regular move of 30' right?"
<OOC> Kira's speed is 60 with or without Haste and will hustle if she can without running over others.
GAME: Kira rolls athletics: (19)+11-5: 25 (vs DC5 - Success)
GAME: Kira rolls 7d6: (16): 16</pre>

Kira yelps as she is struck, looking down into the dim. She remains more concerned with those on the rope below her than what lies below. "We need to get down as quickly as safely possible," she urges as she shimmies her way down. Once at a suitable places to pause for just a moment, she calls upon The Healer's Grace to tend her wounds.

<pre><OOC> Jinks says, "zoom-zoom down the fleshy rope."
GAME: Jinks rolls Athletics+5-5: (4)+6+5+-5: 10 (-5 fast climb, vs DC5 - Success)
<OOC> Ashes says, "so your descent is how much Jinks?"
<OOC> Jinks says, "60' move with Haste. Half-move with the -5 check is 30', then double for double move is back up to 60'."</pre>

:: ''"My brother said 'there ain't a thing I can do,"''
:: ''"My wife and my kids are all down with the flu,'"''

The call-and-response continues, voices dropping in and out of harmony. The ostentatious kobold scampers down the patchwork rope in a blur, surrounded by shadows and after-images. He chances a glance down the tunnel, trying his best to pierce the darkness and see the cavern floor below.

Even if he knows he won't like the look of it.

<pre><OOC> Seyardu says, "keep moving down with everyone else, channel some more healing"
<pre><OOC> Ashes says, "okay, so with haste that's 30' down, because you're standard to channel, and 'fast climb' with a -5 athle roll?"
<OOC> Jinks says, "You're +5 from my song to skill checks. That would offset the -5. Your call."
GAME: Seyardu rolls athletics: (18)+0-5+5: 18 (-5 fast climb, +5 Jinks' Song, vs DC5 - Success)
<OOC> Ashes says, "okay, you catch up with Mikilos"
GAME: Seyardu rolls 7d6: (26): 26</pre>

Now was not the time for any further admonishments, now Seyardu's attention was on keeping everyone safe. The cleric holds out their holy symbol, and sends out another wave of healing energy, mending the wounds that were remaining, and had just been opened.

<pre><OOC> Mikilos says, "Head down to level with Jinks and Kira, toss another Freezing Sphere. Since got shot without provoking for a round, may as well provoke"
<OOC> Ashes says, "DC24 Caster check"
GAME: Mikilos casts Freezing Sphere. Caster Level: 18 DC: 27
GAME: Mikilos rolls 1d20+18+2+2+1+2: (17)+18+2+2+1+2: 42 (vs DC24 - Success)
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+6: (3)+6: 9 (Burst Flesh Reflex - Fail)
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+6: (13)+6: 19 (Burst Flesh Reflex - Fail)
GAME: Mikilos rolls 15d8: (79): 79
<OOC> Ashes says, "okay, The Freezing Sphere explodes somewhere in the depths"</pre>

Mikilos keeps a hand on the rope as he drifts down to the others, launching another sphere of frozen light. "Corruption is getting stronger, but if stays at this rate should be okay ay the bottom. Hopefully." The sound of breaking ice echoes from below. Hopefully is actually improving matters, long term.

<pre><OOC> Ashes says, "okay, one of the small ones falls in from the top, falls past y'all, AOOs Sey, who is the first thing it passes."
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+5: (15)+5: 20
<OOC> Ashes says, "also, who can see in the dark? It's getting dark. Jinksbold and Sey can, not sure about mikilos and Kira"
<OOC> Ashes says, "it's not 'dark' here, you are in a pretty wide well"
<OOC> Ashes says, "but when you hit the cavern there will be a cone"
<OOC> Mikilos has low-light, and many many gee-was that cast light
<OOC> Kira has no special eyeballs. :(</pre>

The climbing light is obscured as something occludes the entrance to the well. Glancing up, the perfect circle of light has a bite out of it. A fleshy lump oozing over the edge.

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It passes by Seyardu at great velocity. A reaching mass of flesh just missing her. Even faster it accelerates past the lower climbers. There is a wet splatter deep below.

<pre><OOC> Kira will keep on climbing. "Not much I can do otherwise, unless someone else is in need of healing."
<OOC> Kira will keep on climbing. "But I think Seyardu is handling that magnificently."
<OOC> Ashes says, "okay, so you get another 60' then"
<OOC> Ashes says, "you can see something below, it looks like half a heart valve, big old lump of something"</pre>

Kira continues her descent into darkness. Bone-flinging, flesh-slinging, and icky-sticky darkness. "I can see something. I think we're nearly to the bottom!" That and the rope is all squishy, too.

Something gross and obscene. A flesh-flap, flexible and blocking the opening, but also swollen and distorted. Like a heart valve, overcome by sepsis, infected and spreading contagion with every beat.

<pre>GAME: Jinks rolls Athletics+5-5: (6)+6+5+-5: 12
GAME: Jinks spends TWO uses of BARDIC PERFORMANCE.
<OOC> Ashes says, "you are getting to the 'turns into a flesh rope' rope, and also at the -150 that Kira is"</pre>

Jinks squeezes against the wall when the meatball goes tumbling by, his gear and armor clattering quietly and a lyric catching in his throat. It's here and gone quickly, though, and he makes up for lost time by pinching the rope between his polished (and now meaty) boots and just slides down with his hand and forearm looped to keep him from tumbling away at speeds.

:: ''"... and I was just thinking about calling on you''
:: ''"cuz I'm busted...."''

<pre><OOC> Seyardu says, "That's alright, I'll just keep moving down"
GAME: Seyardu rolls athletics: (10)+0-5+5: 10 (vs DC5 - Success), down to -90'</pre>

Seyardu keeps moving down.

<pre>GAME: Mikilos casts Freezing Sphere. Caster Level: 18 DC: 27
GAME: Mikilos rolls 1d20+18+2+2+1+2: (2)+18+2+2+1+2: 27 (vs DC25 - Success)
GAME: Mikilos rolls 15d8: (72): 72
<OOC> Ashes says, "you catch up with Jinks and Kira, you can see the fleshy lumps"
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+6: (13)+6: 19 (vs DC27 - Fail)
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+6: (2)+6: 8 (vs DC27 - Fail)</pre>

On the one metaphorical hand, the 'rope' slides past easily, the snew fibers gliding under the fingertips. On the other hand... ew. And on the literal other hand, another sphere of pale blue light is launched downwards by Mikilos, this time a result observed, if not fully understood. "...is that a heart?"

<pre>GAME: Ashes rolls 1d3: (3): 3, "1 Kira, 2 Mikilos, 3 Jinks"
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d3: (1): 1, "1 Kira, 2 Mikilos, 3 Jinks"
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+13: (20)+13: 33 (THREAT)
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+13: (10)+13: 23 (Confirmed)
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+13: (13)+13: 26, "on Kira"
<OOC> Jinks says, "Pretty sure you lose dodge/haste bonuses to AC if you lose DEX. It's a crit."
>GAME: Ashes rolls 8d8+16: (35)+16: 51
GAME: Ashes rolls 4d8+8: (15)+8: 23
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d4: (3): 3 (3 rounds reload)
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d4: (2): 2 (2 rounds reload)</pre>

Time for a grisly heart to heart with the resplendent gnomebold, it seems.

As un-joined life again dares chance it's impulses, there is a ripple in the alien mass; half scabbed heart wrought of sinuous craggy jerky slickened with vileness the consistency of pulped strawberries, burnt chili... and the clinging, defensive expulsions of some enormous, eldritch hagfish.

A faint sucking sound interlaced with the creak of a twisting rope, accompanies the irregular, jagged wound that rends itself open at the closest relative point of the foul mass to Jinks.

Without waiting for a full aperture, the 'valve' undulates and contracts to hurl forth a another shaft of purloined bone, slathered in the chunky crimson sludge that strikes to home in a most troubling section of the bard's body, with only it's inherent cragginess that's kept it from simply passing through.

<pre><OOC> Ashes says, "you are 60' from the heart valve thing, and then what you can see past it, looks like ground is further away, another 80'"
<OOC> Ashes says, "the meatball is a 'heart valve'"
<OOC> Ashes says, "K/dungeoneering, k/nature, k/the planes DC30 for something that wasn't determined in earlier scenes"
<OOC> Ashes says, "you're down at -190'"</pre>

"It does look something like a heart..." Kira confirms that much to Mikilos. Though hearts don't usually spit out weird bone spikes like the second that Kira catches. Unless they're coming from beyond it? "This isn't the end," Kira calls back as she reaches the valve(?), "there is more further below. "Some sort of doorway?"

The Sentinel, for her part, is once more beset by a grimly whistling projectile from down under as that occurs. It sunders flesh with it's arrival, though it does not embed itself nearly so deep in the woman's flesh, though momentum of it's sudden stop slathers its eldritch, protoscabrous slurry about her robes and wound.

<pre><OOC> Jinks says, "What are the blue and yellow dots?"
<OOC> Ashes says, "Blue is the radius of Mikilos' Freezing Sphere."
<OOC> Ashes says, "Yellow dots, you'll see in a minute" (reach)
<OOC> Jinks says, "Alright. Attempting to cast dancing lights. 60' down from me (the furthest I can see in the dark) and then send them *up to* 100' down"
<OOC> Jinks says, "Gonna free action the quickened rod again. Will decide pending my rolling a d2 instead of a d20 for CL."
GAME: Jinks casts Dancing Lights. Caster Level: 15 DC: 18
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+15: (14)+15: 29 (vs DC25 - Success!)
<OOC> Ashes says, "the lights go down, they enter a cavern, it seems like they're approaching a mirror, as you see a faint reflection and they get brighter,"
<OOC> Ashes says, "then it seems like they're coming back up at you. You have twice as many of your lights."
<OOC> Jinks says, "Gonna single move at half speed (-5). Then Ready to cast Bard's Escape when Seyardu and Mikilos are in my space."
<OOC> Jinks says, "So 30' down."
GAME: Jinks rolls Athletics+5-5: (15)+6+5+-5: 21 (vs DC5 - Success)</pre>

"... ooooow, Hith's taint," Jinks grimaces. The puckering/flapping flesh-wall identified as the source of the missiles makes him grimace. Again, the protective buffer of the false-images proving to be of no benefit. The rod winks into existence again and he concentrates, sending down a quartet of glowing orbs to spiral into the darkness and meet their twins in the floor's reflection.

"I can see the bottom!" He shouts, twisting his kobold snout up and then down. The images continue to sing behind his call.

:: ''"Well, I am no thief, but a man can go wrong when he's busted..."''

The kobold scrambles down a short distance to anchor in between Mikilos and Kira as the rod vanishes again. "Miki, Seyardu, if you can get to me I can get us to the floor..!"

<pre><OOC> Seyardu says, "I'll move down and channel healing"
<OOC> Ashes says, "okay, make the channel roll"
GAME: Seyardu rolls 7d6: (24): 24
<OOC> Jinks says, "My readied action can't trigger, Ashes, so don't sweat it."</pre>

More bone spears flung upwards, and more injuries. The cleric continued sliding down, not even bothering to put away the bloody holy symbol at this point as it emanated further magical energies. "Yes, please do so. Anything to stop everyone from getting further injured by that thing hurling bones." She calls back.

<pre><OOC> Mikilos says, "Head down to join Jinks, start casting Summon Monster 7. Huge Air Elementals"
GAME: Mikilos casts Summon Monster VII. Caster Level: 18 DC: 28
GAME: Mikilos rolls 1d20+18+2+2+1+2: (9)+18+2+2+1+2: 34 (vs DC25 - Success)
<OOC> Jinks says, "Just move as far as you can, Mikilos. We can't line up this spell with all spread out as folks are."
<OOC> Ashes says, "he gets down to you"</pre>

Mikilos flies down to join the Rave of Jinkses... Jinkies? The many Jinks. "Are we confidant we want to reach the floor?" The magi gestures, tracing out a rapid circle of runes in the air, the faint glow of symbols spinning to a wide portal. The air starts to swirl and crackle.

<pre><OOC> Ashes says, "okay. 2 beat on Kira since she's close"
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+24: (16)+24: 40
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+24: (15)+24: 39
GAME: Ashes rolls 2d8+14: (9)+14: 23
GAME: Ashes rolls 2d8+14: (11)+14: 25
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+30: (8)+30: 38 (vs CMD39 - Fail), "grab attempts"
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+30: (4)+30: 34 (vs CMD39 - Fail), "grab attempts"</pre>

Once the fel valve's territorial bubble has been breached, twin quivering, expansive folds of aberrant flesh, glistening in ropey crimson ichor, erupt with boneless, yearning malignancy toward Kira, who twists out from the grisly embrace at the last second. Sloppy flails of the vile slime are cast in all directions as the two halves clap wetly together, but it would seem for the moment, that it is thwarted

<pre><OOC> Kira says, "These are the flesh lumps hitting me?"
<OOC> Ashes says, "yes. Map 2 shows the two at the bottom of the well. Map3 has a top down view, showing orientation"
<OOC> Kira nods, cross-references maps, apologizes. "Ok. I will attack the one 'north' of me. Flurry, ki point for additional attack."
GAME: Kira spends ONE point of KI POOL.
GAME: Kira rolls weapon0: (3)+19: 22
GAME: Kira rolls weapon0: (7)+19: 26
GAME: Kira rolls weapon0: (11)+19: 30
GAME: Kira rolls weapon0-5: (18)+19+-5: 32
GAME: Kira rolls weapon0-10: (1)+19+-10: 10 (EPIC FAIL)
GAME: Kira rolls weapon0-115: (18)+19+-115: -78
GAME: Kira rolls weapon0-15: (15)+19+-15: 19
GAME: Kira rolls damage0: aliased to 1d8+3: (4)+3: 7
GAME: Kira rolls damage0: aliased to 1d8+3: (7)+3: 10
GAME: Kira rolls damage0: aliased to 1d8+3: (6)+3: 9
GAME: Kira rolls damage0: aliased to 1d8+3: (2)+3: 5
GAME: Kira rolls damage0: aliased to 1d8+3: (1)+3: 4
<OOC> Jinks offers a +3 to hit and damage with Inspire Courage.
<OOC> Kira did forget about that. :/
<OOC> Ashes says, "ah, I see the +3s. Okay, NOrth 1 is dead after 4, you can punch the other, but it isn't killed"</pre>

Kira manages to prevent the tendrils from getting a good hold of her, hopefully without swinging the rope (and the others) too much. Just because she isn't entrapped doesn't mean it isn't... gooey. "Hurry! Get to the bottom!" At least while they are focused on her they are not accosting the others.

She responds directly, and mostly with her feet (to keep hold of the rope). A rapid one-two-one-two of stomping heals at the thing. While it is made of flesh, it being a living thing in any sense on this realm is ..debatable. Even if the one gushes copious amounts of blood everywhere after Kira stomps into it.

<pre><OOC> Jinks says, "I'll just continue performing as a free action. Turn."
GAME: Jinks spends TWO uses of BARDIC PERFORMANCE.</pre>

The transformed gnome continues to sing from his kobold shape, perched on the rope and bolstering his allies with little else to add.

<pre><OOC> Seyardu says, "keep going down I guess"
<pre>GAME: Seyardu rolls athletica: (6)+athletica: 6 (double move)
<OOC> Ashes says, "okay that gets you around Kira's level. Make the pose"</pre>

Some were still wounded, but Seyardu needed to be more sparing with her healing, as she was already feeling winded from just getting everyone down here in one piece, and there was still no telling how much farther to go. So instead they focused on getting as far down as possible, trying their best not to think about the robe they were using.

<pre><OOC> Mikilos says, "Head down to about 8-25, between the two, throw one more Sphere at 14-28 or so, then finish my elemental summon"
GAME: Mikilos casts Freezing Sphere. Caster Level: 18 DC: 27
GAME: Mikilos rolls 1d20+18+2+2+1+2: (13)+18+2+2+1+2: 38 (vs DC35 - Success)
GAME: Mikilos rolls 1d3: (1): 1, "tsk, one elemental"
GAME: Mikilos rolls 15d8: (57): 57
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+14: (2)+14: 16 (Heart Valve Reflex - Fail)
<OOC> Ashes says, "sphere goes off, does damage, there's a 'reflection' of it, so it looks like two spheres, the second one also its the one on the ceiling."
<OOC> Ashes says, "your Air elemental appears, but it's... got some solidy bits"
<OOC> Ashes says, "basically you have a half-flesh tornado, a little like those gyro roasting sticks exploded"
<OOC> Mikilos says, "...I forgot it could attack this turn. Ah, fly up to 13:23 and smack the meatball there"
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+30: (17)+30: 47, "okay, meatball gets an AOO as it approaches (blindsense)"
GAME: Ashes rolls 3d6+15: (13)+15: 28 (DR5/-, 23 dam)
GAME: Mikilos rolls 1d20+17: (4)+17: 21 (miss)
GAME: Mikilos rolls 1d20+17: (20)+17: 37 (can't be critted)
GAME: Mikilos rolls 2d6+6: (6)+6+3: 15</pre>

Mikilos takes a slow breath, then flies downward, past the ruined 'valve' and towards his elemental portal. Hovering a moment, the mage launches another blue sphere towards the base of the 'nerve cluster'. The spell bursts, freezing the alien flesh there, but an 'echo' flashes above, near the top of the structure.

The portal opens, and a huge elemental flies out, formed much like a stereotypical genie, with a swirling vortex of wind for a lower half, and a humanoid top half. Mostly humanoid. Kinda humanoid. A humanoid crafted from raw hamburger, slick with a layer of congealed blood that slow drips down, only to be wisked away to a fine pink mist by the lower half.

Shawarmageddon, the corrupt elemental, flies up towards the top of the cluster, taking a solid hit as he approaches, and returning a solid blow of his own.

==The Chamber==

The well bursts through the ceiling, off to the side of a cavern that is shaped like a disc, a sloped ceiling upwards, a depression below. Appearing as both a sink-hole and collapse, it's as if a volume of dirt was removed both above and beneath, cratering open a space. Loose rubble is scattered across the floor, the ceiling is equally jumbled and broken. Interspersed are the same Flesh Lumps seen above, but larger. Cracks spider away from this cavern, some plugged completely with the unearthly growth.

It is cold. Waves of light just at the edge of the visible spectrum radiate outwards, a glowing pulse spreads into a ball from a point in the exact middle of the cavern, dozens of feet off the ground. The area is surrounded by a meatball of flesh, suspended between two ponds of flesh, an ugly nerve cluster. There's a shimmering in the air, bisecting through that bulbous mass, like the surface of an actual pond. A mirage of a mist.

<pre><OOC> Ashes says, "okay, so the one the well attacks Kira, the one near the well on the ground doesn't, and the one with the elemental attacks that"
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+24: (14)+24: 38 (Flesh Valve on Kira)
GAME: Ashes rolls 2d8+14: (9)+14: 23
<OOC> Ashes says
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+26: (8)+26: 34, (VS CMD39 - fail) "grab attempt"
<OOC> Ashes says, "the pond attacks Schwarmageddon"
<OOC> Ashes says, "Schwarm's AC 22, 18 touch"
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+30: (17)+30: 47
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+30: (1)+30: 31 (EPIC FAIL)
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+30: (2)+30: 32
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+30: (4)+30: 34
GAME: Ashes rolls 3d6+15: (14)+15: 29 (DR5/-, 24)
GAME: Ashes rolls 3d6+15: (6)+15: 21 (DR5/-, 16)
GAME: Ashes rolls 3d6+15: (7)+15: 22 (DR5/-, 17)
<OOC> Mikilos says, "Poor Schwarma, we barely holding on."</pre>

SSCHHHHHHLORRR-WHOHKK!

With a savage celerity ill fitting the sheer volume of the ooze crusted limb that had emerged from the well, with a chorus of a thousand rupturing sinews, to slam into Kira's side, and, with all the fury and momentum of a Dranian Moose, it claims right of way. Strands of viscous muck droop like rope bridges between this alien form and what, or who stands near it in the aftermath.

Meanwhile, as the sinewy cyclone appears near the pond's surface, something within, something fierce, sends forth pseudopods to undo this new intruder. Splinters of ill integrated meat and cosmic ichor both as cast about the chamber as the tentacles drive again and again into Shawarmageddon with the power of a rhino's charge before drawing it beneath the surface to it's ruin.

<pre><OOC> Kira will kick at the other flesh glob that's still next to/attacking her.
GAME: Kira rolls weapon0+3: (4)+19+3: 26
GAME: Kira rolls weapon0+3-5: (12)+19+3+-5: 29
GAME: Kira rolls weapon0+3-10: (5)+19+3+-10: 17
GAME: Kira rolls weapon0+3-15: (1)+19+3+-15: 8 (EPIC FAIL)
GAME: Kira rolls damage0+3: aliased to 1d8+3+3: (7)+3+3: 13
GAME: Kira rolls damage0+3: aliased to 1d8+3+3: (5)+3+3: 11
GAME: Kira rolls damage0+3: aliased to 1d8+3+3: (4)+3+3: 10
<OOC> Ashes says, "it's destroyed, bloody spray of chunks and somewhat unsettling, they don't fall normally"
<OOC> Ashes says, "some fall directly down at normal speed, others fall and hover around Mikilos' level, and a few fall part way there,"
<OOC> Ashes says, "then fall up and stick to the ceiling and start rolling in the direction of the flesh pond"</pre>

Kira is already covered in gore and/or ooze and/or she does not wish to know from the attacks upon her and her striking back. She maintains her grip on the rope and kicks out at the remaining one near them once more. When it 'pops' and erupts, things get even more ...weird. Some of the splatter falls normally (sorry to those below!), some falls and then hovers around Mikilos (sorry!) and some falls... upwards(?!) to stick to the ceiling and then roll/ooze towards the pond of flesh.

Kira should probably say something. Unfortunately, she has no idea what to say. 'Eww' isn't really helpful, not anything new at this point.

<pre><OOC> Ashes says, "does your Loremaster do k/Military Theory Jinks?"
<OOC> Jinks says, "I could, theoretically. I get mods and can even roll untrained but the bonus will suck cuz I don't invest in that one."
<OOC> Ashes says, "so it's not completely eaten"
<OOC> Ashes says, "well on your turn we can talk about something"
GAME: Jinks spends ONE use of LORE MASTER.
GAME: Jinks spends TWO uses of BARDIC PERFORMANCE.
<OOC> Ashes says, "your dancing lights are on the floor and the ceiling. let me page you some things."
<OOC> Jinks says, "alright. ill let go of the rope as a free and fall to the cave floor in that case."
<OOC> Jinks says, "I can't fail the acrobatics to reduce falling damage by 10'"
<OOC> Ashes says, "you take no damage. You accelerate, but when you hit midpoint of the cavern, you decelerate,"
<OOC> Ashes says, "hen you roll as you land and there's no damage"
<OOC> Ashes says, "there are 9 of you on the ceiling now though, ghosts"</pre>

The bard's song turns in on itself, an endless coda becoming rounds warping into a cacophony of nonsense, gibberish, and mad ravings from the darkness between the stars. The shadows cease to be images playing through the very-real kobold and instead are a writhing conglomerate creature-- like some minion of a ancient, dead god dreaming in an alien lake.

"The cyst. At the center." Jinks is flying now, spiraling like an anemone gone for a swim in rough waters. "Counter it with abjurative magics: dispel, disjunction..."

The kobold isn't flying, he's falling. A blur of thirty-six limbs.

They-- bard and his shadow-- hit the floor of the cave, fall fully into it, and bounce back up to stand on the floor.

The monstrous illusions-- the gibbering octuplets-- writhe and gnash on the ceiling.

The bardsong continues never having been interrupted. "The death of each lump pushes the cyst further into the Weave..."

"It's making the magic worse..."

<pre><OOC> Ashes says, "Sey, what do?"
<OOC> Seyardu says, "then I guess I delay since there's not much for me to do"
<OOC> Ashes says, "if you have k/the planes and can beat a DC35 there is some info"
GAME: Seyardu rolls knowledge/the planes: (17)+5: 22</pre>

Seyardu is stuck at the bottom of a pit, waiting for people to get injured. It's a horrible feeling, knowing that any attempts at magic beyond that would fail, or be distorted like the elemental from before. She turns to the gnome, or what is the gnome, and shake s her head. "We can't kill the creatures? Then what can we do?" She asks the kobold.

"The nodule..." The shiny kobold and his shadow-double are still disoriented after the fall and rebound from the far side of the looking glass. He glances at Mikilos and then back to Seyardu. "... Miki might have it."

"Cold seems to freeze the incursions? Or fewer, larger attacks and spells? Less time for the corruption to push between the threads..."

He might be speculating.

<pre><OOC> Ashes says, "Mikilos, what would you like to do? Also, caster check to control Schwarmageddon"
<OOC> Mikilos says, "Take some gnomish advice, heads towards the node and hit it with Disjunction"
GAME: Mikilos rolls 1d20+18+2+2+1+2: (9)+18+2+2+1+2: 34 (vs DC38 - Fail)
<OOC> Mikilos says, "Fully prepared to RPP a reroll if the disjunction fails, but okay with letting Schwarma run free"
GAME: Mikilos casts Mage's Disjunction. Caster Level: 18 DC: 30
GAME: Mikilos rolls 1d20+18+2+2+1+2: (3)+18+2+2+1+2: 28 (vs DC38 - Fail)
<OOC> Mikilos says, "and that's a reroll..."
GAME: Mikilos rolls 1d20+18+2+2+1+2: (3)+18+2+2+1+2: 28 (vs DC38 - Fail)
GAME: Mikilos casts Polar Ray. Caster Level: 18 DC: 29</pre>

"Then we cut it off from The Source!" Well, the archmage does. Flying closer towards the node, Mikilos can almost see the magic twist and writhe, his elemental slipping free of control, the spells in his mind churning and slipping, the ink written bubbling on a mental page. A sliver, a tiny sliver of mana, honed to the sharpest of edges, sent towards the node, cutting not the node itself, but the magic that supports it.

The mental scalpel jumps and bucks in the elf's hold, turning, not cutting clean. A second burst of arcane energy forces the sliver, the cut unclean, but complete, forced through with inelegant power.

Hey, whatever gets the job done.

==The Disjunction==

It's the smallest cut.

The effects ripple outwards from one of the most offensive of magic spells. A spell that disconnects and destroys magic itself.

The pulse of light, coming at regular intervals, coursing through the misty veil that bisects the room, stutters. The Flesh pools, reflections of each other, reflections of reality through an un-fun house mirror spasm and shoot out tendrils and pseudo pods in all directions. The boil betwixt bubbles, huge pustules forming and exploding microscopic spray throughout the cavern, as it disintegrates.

Revealing... Space. The other side of the cavern, twisting impossibly around a point. A wind, rushing in. A void. Not nothingness, ethereal or Astral, a protean plane of emptiness and stars. The cavern, the walls have vanished. With it, the sense of self and other. The boundaries of body are distorted.

One becomes aware of flesh hanging off bone, of sinewy and cartilage, skin, muscle, fat and the purposeful arrangement of organs. How they hang like fruits off a fleshy tree. A comprehension coupled with a lack of understanding. A healer with advanced knowledge might bear the revelation. The sensation of cell to cell. The feeling of Flesh.

FLESH. A soft, goo-like substitution. The attempt to form into a comprehensive being. A being that spreads on the fabric of reality. Through the ground, through the rock, through the remaining life. This awareness holds the sensation of discrete forms, a human, kobolds, a makari, a dawn elf, a swirling mass of air and meat, but more. The tendrils of flesh permeating through the rock, growing up beneath fractured buildings. Which vanishes.

Until the only awareness is one of orbiting a greater mass, a planet, a star. Distances are difficult to judge when organs are unreliable, non-existent. A giant spinning ball of bubbling matter. That grows, and grows. A cancer that crashed through to a fertile substrate, sucked back through the portal that birthed it.

A sense of self returns, with nausea, vertigo, an unending scream in the back of the mind. The awareness of an illness inside, the last slithering touch of an alien entity being pulled away. Like one's muscles are being flensed without breaking the skin. The unearthly light fades, replaced with true darkness and the sound of gravity, so long denied, re-asserting itself.

Merciful darkness returns, honest, pure, darkness of the bowels of Mother Ea. It's gone. The Flesh is gone. With it the framework holding the Hole together, it's collapsing.

Jinks manages to somehow enjoy the experience even less on the third pass. The immaculate liar confronted with the ultimate mythology of the Flesh and its impossibly finite and plastic nature. Perhaps the darkness is truth and the tiny pinpricks of light are only a joke.

But a joke's enough.

The kobold's feet come up off the ground as he rouses the armor's enchantment. Claws dig through the encroaching darkness to bundle up roiling shadow. He shapes it carefully-but-quickly and bends, sending the trotting pony across the space between he and Kira. It prances into a trot, growing into a nightmare of a draft horse, all spinning shadows and internal thunder.

"It's real," he promises. "(So real,)" the shadow-kobold reassures.

The little, scaled dandy is floating up now and considering Seyardu. Does she need a ride?

<pre>GAME: Jinks casts Shadow Conjuration. Caster Level: 15 DC: 25
<OOC> Jinks says, "Kira can choose to fail her Will save. If she does it's a Phantom Steed (as the spell of the same name). 100' base speed fly."</pre>

Seyardu is just turning back to see what Mikilos was doing when the world turned into, something. The makari wasn't sure, they weren't sure they wanted to figure it out. A return away from that twisted vision was a welcome relief, even if accompanied by an overwhelming urge to vomit. One urge that they're able to swallow, which is further unpleasant, as they blink and shake away everything.

"We need to leave now." The cleric urges. "Stay close to me, everyone. I can get us out of here if necessary, but we would need to travel back here." She shouts over to the others.

Mikilos takes a moment to sort himself out mentally. Two feet, two hands, one heart, roughly 15 meters of intestine, all accelerating at 9.8m/s^2.... wait.

The featherfall spell is cast too late to fully stop the fall, but does ward off a broken leg. Or neck.

A groan, a bit more sorting out, and a mage light glows near the elf's shoulder. "....everyone okay? Anybody dead, let us know..." And then the ceiling starts to rumble, and Adventuring instinct kicks in. "Crap, let's go, let's go, let's go! Gather in, grab hands, and hold on to your lunch!"

Kira may not be one to spill or rend it, but she has seen blood, flesh, organs. Mostly in the context of doing all she can to keep the important parts of others where they should be; supposed to be. This is ... so far removed from as to be utterly, overwhelmingly alien... and yet just familiar enough to make it... worse. She isn't as adept as Seyardu at holding her gorge. It isn't even a consolation that anything she gets on her clothing wouldn't be noticed with everything already there.

She fails to keep her lunch, but does reach out with a hand for the others. Anywhere but here seems a very very good place to be right now.

Teleportation is a signature spell, the sign of a powerful magic user. The trope of a powerful villian. The hallmark of a last second rescue. And sometimes, sometimes, it's a sideways lurch, a sudden jolt, and your stomach in your throat (NOT literally). But there's fresh air, and sky above, and the cracking and rumbeling of stone in the not too far distance.

Whatever rocks were clustered up on the ceiling have fallen, crashing all around in the darkness. The roof of the cavern is about to follow. The Hole is collapsing, clods of dirt, chunks of paving from far above join rocks dropping out of the crumbling earth.

"No. Any teleportation is an absolute last resort here." The cleric shouts, grabbing the woman a bit roughly, and dragging her on to the horse. "I do not want anyone turned into a pile of meat by any teleportation mishaps."

With that the cleric took to the skies with a shower of blood from the flapping of wings, keeping pace with the others exiting through physical means, in case she did need to risk any further magic.

Jinks' reptilian eyes watch Seyardu's jostling of Kira. He notes her reluctance to teleport. He grabs at the darkness again, cultivating an ovoid egg. He tosses it towards the makari cleric and a hatchling bursts free. It lands, devouring the distance at speeds as it grows into a waiting swiftclaw. It chuffs and dips, offering its back to the Seer.

"It's real," the bard reiterates. "(... as you or I,)" confirms the shadow.

Then, the tinkling of immaculate mithral links and the glittering man is up and out through the roof, snout leading the way up, up, and up into the open air. He floats there, arms out to either side, and he considers the remains of the town from his bird's-eye view.

<pre>GAME: Jinks casts Shadow Conjuration. Caster Level: 15 DC: 25</pre>

Teleportating is definitely the easier way out. Instant, precise, only a moment of feeling turned inside then out and the disorientation of dislocation.

Flying hundreds of feet up a collapsing hole makes for a strenuous comparison. Falling rocks are consistent hazards, impossible to avoid, and only narrowly non-fatal.

Clear, open air brings with it relief and the best vantage point so witness a small, localized earth-quake.

The town drops a good seventy feet at the centre. The crater spreads out two miles, a depression that seems punched in by some great hammer. A dish of a canyon with a fifteen foot drop edge delinating its borders and how far the corruption has spread beneath it.

The quake, the shake, the shockwave will be felt for miles. It has not escaped the Vouivre's attention, as she waits patiently as their safe distance. Nor has the unexpected absence of the Flesh. All three jolt, startled, staring silently as the soot and dust rises. They oversee the greatest charcoal pit in existence.

Yolo finally speaks first. "That's going to fill with water, isn't it? We didn't have much luck with a lake last time."

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==Combatty==

'''MAP1'''
<br>https://www.mipui.net/app/index.html?mid=m58chajy3a5

'''MAP2'''
<br>https://www.mipui.net/app/index.html?mid=m1hz7yxop2n

'''MAP3'''
<br>https://www.mipui.net/app/index.html?mid=m3t8lhygeax

<pre>===================== Current Initiative Order - Round 7 =====================
---Init--Name------------AOO-Notes--------------------------------------------
24 Kira 1
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23 Jinks 1
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19 Seyardu 1
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>> 10 Mikilos 1 <<
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10 The Flesh 1
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== Log Info ==
*Title: the Hole
*Emitter: Cryosanthia, Braelnoir
*Characters: Jinks, Kira, Mikilos, Seyardu
*Place: W02: The Wilderness
*Time: Sunday, November 06, 2022, 11:00 AM
*Summary: Today is the day. The aid Jinks has rallied arrives at the vouivre's caravan. Last-minute instructions are delivered and individuals are reminded of important information. The group needs to press into the center of the town and brave the undead carrion worm-dug tunnel to resolve the spreading, extraplanar cancer thriving in the depths below. </div>

-------Alexandros Wilderness: The Ruined Town of Ashenvale

==Previously==

Far to the North of Alexandria is a recently ruined town. Abandoned before being overrun by wights, the destruction of the undead awoke some alien pathogen, A flesh cancer that was consuming the countryside until a scorched earth policy of containment was achieved. The Mayor, her Assistant and their exceptionally interactive Swiftclaw have brought adventurers to solve the problem.

Much talk has been had about the problem. Even a Loremaster was summoned out of the weave.

The gnome clears his throat.. He's trembling as he breathes, eyes rolling back, turning from milky-onyx to smoke in his sockets.

"It's not of Ea..." His voice is impossibly distant. A tiny tendril-- a ghost of a spiked pseudo-pod crawls out from the collar of his shirt, up his neck and around his cheek. "A rot... corruption that feasts and perverts without guidance." The tendril crawls into his smoke-filled socket and sprouts, branching and reaching and branching again like the groping tongue of a flatworm. "No mind to guide it..."

There's the echo of a thump from somewhere else. The gnome's sleeve has torn away and the ghost-image of lumpen, rotting flesh cascades down to pile and burble at his feet.

"There's properties... change as they touch new..." he belches as his face deforms from within. "The great and swollen might explode-- it can touch the Weave and corrupt it. Consume magic. It reaches for the Source."

"The pools resonate madness."

With the last observation the gnome collapses into a ghostly mound, meat, muscle, flesh, and bone with no organizing principles.

Jinks stands above the horror as it collapses away into quickly-dissipating smoke.

"... Mulria's sideways smile," he chokes right before turning away and retching up his dinner.

"The discolored clump... stretching between the two pools," Jinks offers, leaning with one arm braced against far side of the wagon as he catches his breath. He leans forward a little and spits, trying to clear the taste of sick at least a little.

"It's not a brain but it's a central cluster... a cyst or a main nerve. That needs to be destroyed." He sighs, heavily. "Between the pools that resonate with the Void to fracture your mind. And the large clumps that will explode if they can't tear and consume...

"Help, please," he pleads.

He is helped. The stragglers gathered.

==Now==

All that remains is to enter what is left of the town.

Mikilos sighs, rubbing at his brow. "Okay, numbers. How wide is the hole down? Is it a straight shot all the way? The chamber at the bottom, how wide, how tall, how deep are these 'pool'? The... nerve cluster? How far from the hole down, which direction? Let's try and form something of a plan. I'm still on the idea to drop in a couple of Freezing Spheres, fly down, freeze the Nerve Cluster solid, smash it to bits. Maybe shift the bigger pieces out towards the Void."

Help was sought. That is enough for Kira; the details of the problem are important for determining how best to render aid. They are irrelevant in determining whether or not to render aid; that is never really a question, at least for her. It is near-enough along her path back towards the city, also, that it is easy enough to divert to. She arrives wrapped in her simple cloak, with it and the rest of her clothing showing signs of travel.

Looking about as she enters the town... or the remains of one, it is not too difficult so spy a few familiar faces, even if not recently so. As she nears, she offers greetings with a wearied-if-genuine smile. "Hello, everyone. What help is needed?"

"The hole is twenty feet wide. Seems uniform, straight down." Retzi answers, crossing her arms and leaning on windowsill, apparently rocking her legs from side to side behind her. "At least a hundred and twenty. If you drop something in the center it will make it through the bottom, sometimes. That seems one hundred and eighty feet down."

"It's disorienting, but it comes through the ceiling on the west side, the cavern is circular, seventy feet tall, two hundred feet wide."

Yolo nods.

A bass feminine voice, deeply rumbling adds, "It shoots."

Seyardu had already been out this way once before, and it was only a matter of time until some actual call for aid was made. The cleric was waiting with the others, resting against their polearm and regarding the scen laid before them.

"Any task made should be properly considered, just because fire had no effect does not mean that freezing it will be the correct option. And I do not expect it to mount no form of defence should we actually go down towards it all."

Yolo stares at Seyardu when she arrives, a frown on her face and a tightness around her eyes. She forces her face into something less severe, and attempts a friendly wave with a cheery, "Hello."

A heartless attempt at best.

She's much more enthusiastic when she suggests, "I know! You could run and jump in the hole and stick a huge healing potion in your mouth so you're healed back when you smash against the ground. That's an adventuring way to go, right?"

She looks around, "The least useful of you could try that, open the way for the others." She knuckles at her chin, surveying the others.

"You're welcome to try, Miki," Jinks offers, returning from his brief walk a little steadier on his feet. He's buttoned his fine coat up and the high, stiff collar swallows his neck entire. "The further away we can fight it, the better, but wrapped into the Weave as it is..." The gnome isn't confident in the effects of magic down the tunnel, clearly. "... well, we'd have to go down and make sure it's dead, regardless."

"The meatballs aboveground suffer nothing from my illusions. It stands to reason that the parent-thing spawning them will be similarly immune. I can still aid and bolster-- and I have my bow-- but I'll be fighting from the back wherever we start." He offers a thin smile and the jewels about his face glitter as he offers a nod at the fresh arrivals. "The creatures through the ruined town are only a concern because of their numbers; they're relatively weak and quite slow. Most will ignore us if we don't come too close."

There's a quiet snort and a sideways-glance at the vouivre. "Moist of us can fly. Some don't even need to rely on magics," he waves a hand at the Silver Guard's mount.

"See!" Yolo bobs her head, "That's even better."

<pre><OOC> Ashes says, "Okay, it's about 2 miles to the center of town, where you need to be. If there's spells you want to cast now, that can be done. If you want to discuss more, floor is yours. If you want to go there, it's straightforward, a DC30 of your choice of: Perception, Stealth, Survival, Escape Artist, Acrobatics or Athletics. Failing will mean you need to pose taking some extra time. Epic fail, you take some damage and still get there."
GAME: Kira rolls perception: (14)+24: 38
GAME: Mikilos rolls perception: (16)+28: 44
GAME: Jinks rolls Perform/Dance: (13)+26: 39, "(Acrobatics)"
GAME: Seyardu rolls perception: (8)+8: 16</pre>

Kira looks further into the town, towards the indicated vicinity of the hole regardless of whether she can see it directly. She then looks back to Jinks and the others. "So... we need to move past the ... infected to the hole. If magic may not work, would it be safest to set ropes and climb down? Or be carried down in turns? Once it is stopped, will the afflicted recover?" She is curious to see the destination for herself, and it is probably best that they start sooner rather than later, so she has no problems moving forward and making the discussion a mobile one.

The approach is not difficult. The small Flesh lumps rarely move, and when they do it is a random sludge in a direction, not always repeated. Only drawing very close to one stimulates a reaction. A violent one, as the Seer demonstrated earlier.

It's not a long walk, but it is an empty one. No sounds, only the wind, absent the everpresent rustle of leaves. It's unsettling.

==The Town Hole==

The town's center is dominated by the ruins of a large indoor market. The great building has collapsed into remnants of walls, broken roof timers, charcoal and soot. Large lumps of Flesh, resembling muscle, beef jerky, connective tissue and lumps of fat are scattered. A congealed layer covers them, and as wetly plastered soot and debris around their base.

The center of the market is raised, the floor burst up from below. A circular, well like hole descends deep into the earth. The edges are coated in a layer of flesh and slime. A dark artery to the below.

Drifts of soot and charcoal are piled against ruined walls. The Flesh lies amongst the collapsed structures, marking where a being feel and was overwhelmed.

Mikilos murmurs a short spell, robes fluttering a little as he rises into the air a few feet, staying close to the ground, but picking his way carefully towards the hole, avoiding 'flesh lumps' as best he can. "I have some rope, but not enough for the full length. I suspect conjuring more would end poorly."

<pre><OOC> Mikilos figures 16:13-ish, vairying with where the rest of the party goes. Looks like at least one Lump we won't be able to avoid
GAME: Jinks casts Read Magic. Caster Level: 15 DC: 18
GAME: Jinks casts Tongues. Caster Level: 15 DC: 20
<OOC> Jinks says, "Longshot spells but better to have and not need. Those'll be 150min durations before we leave camp."
<OOC> Kira can just be with the others in the 15 or 16 vertical.
<OOC> Jinks says, "16,12, please, Cryo"
GAME: Mikilos casts Fly. Caster Level: 18 DC: 24</pre>

Most of the bard's spells are of a shorter duration but he does perform a few quick songs before they leave. Neither have any fantastic or obvious effects but the last line of the second song seems to trip over itself with overnumerous voices in a variety of languages. He snaps the fingers of his right hand once to produce a bejeweled rod and disappears it with a flourish. Satisfied with that, he unslings his blackwood and dark-metal compound bow and joins the others on the move into the center of the town.

As promised, the meat offers little in the way of obstacle as they go and the gnome spins, twirls, leaps, and rolls well clear of their slow curiosity and the occasional bone-missile.

Details become clearer as the marketplace is approached. Lumps of hungry Flesh remain inside the shattered building. One is resting near the edge of the hole. It pulsates and stretches out, touching the side and bulging over the edge.

It drops out of sight.

The rest of the surrounding meat is quiescent. For now.

Mikilos approaches the hole with caution, half certain something is going to leap out, a tenth certain his Flying will cut out if he gets too far over the edge. "Figure hook up what rope we have, even if only enough to reach part way. Better than nothing if we end up needing it."

<pre><OOC> Ashes says, "how high flying?"
<OOC> Mikilos says, "5' or so"
GAME: Jinks casts Mirror Image. Caster Level: 15 DC: 23
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+15: (5)+15: 20 (Caster Level check)
<OOC> Ashes says, "okay Jinks you feel resistance but it works"
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d4+5: (3)+5: 8
<OOC> Jinks says, "9x Jinks"</pre>

Seyardu was much slower than the others moving through the area, needing to stop and make sure what she saw was a threat, or avoid tripping over herself. She did eventually reach the area, and looked around.

"I do not like this. The entrance is not large, and more of those things linger around. If we went beneath, they would be able to cut off our escape from above with sheer mass, yet others may be drawn uf we attempted to clear them out beforehand. Abd as Jinks said, scrying did not work properly, there is no guarantee we will be able to teleport out."

The gnome hums as the center of town is reached. He moves a hand through the air and it leaves behind ghost images. Before the quick gnomish limerick is done, there are nine of the fancy little men moving in, around, and through each other. Again, the creatures aren't like to be fooled by the simple trick but it helps to at least feel like the distraction is there.

"Even up here it took some effort to pull that spell into being. I can only imagine it becomes more difficult the deeper we're forced to go..." Jinks mutters just loud enough for the others to hear. He looks to Mikilos and then back at Kira. He opens and pins back the flap on his quiver.

The hole resembles a lava tube or the burrowing trail of a giant worm. One that left its casing behind. The walls are covered, in globules and streaks of grease that in places forms a thickness of congealed gelatin, and others a lump similar to those lurching through the surroundings.

<pre><OOC> Seyardu says, "I'll trust jinks and put up some longer lasting spells now"
<OOC> Seyardu says, "any objections to mass bears endurance and bless?"
<OOC> Ashes says, "Caster check please Seyardu for each, DC20"
GAME: Jinks casts Alter Self. Caster Level: 15 DC: 20
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+15: (4)+15: 19
<OOC> Ashes says, "These caster level checks are similar to overcoming Spell Resistance. Specifically, Spell Penetration, Greater Spell Penetration, Ioun Stone (+1 caster level), and Robe of the Archmage, woud apply"
<OOC> Ashes says, "okay Jinks, you have a choice."
<OOC> Ashes says, "let your spell fail, or cast a spell 1 level lower (or higher) to pump it enough to make it happen."
<OOC> Jinks says, "I'm not sure how you mean, Cryo. Like, use a lower-level spell slot in addition to the normal one? Or have the duration reduced?"
<OOC> Ashes says, "yes, use another spell slot"
GAME: Seyardu casts Mass Bear's Endurance. Caster Level: 14 DC: 22
GAME: Seyardu casts Bless. Caster Level: 14 DC: 17
<OOC> Seyardu says, "bear's endurance, then bless"
GAME: Mikilos casts Protection From Evil. Caster Level: 18 DC: 22
GAME: Seyardu rolls 1d20+14: (7)+14: 21
GAME: Seyardu rolls 1d20+14: (20)+14: 34
GAME: Mikilos rolls 1d20+18+2+2+1+2: (2)+18+2+2+1+2: 27
<OOC> Seyardu says, "and if there's time a normal angelic aspect"
GAME: Jinks casts Cure Light Wounds. Caster Level: 15 DC: 19
<OOC> Jinks says, "Alter Self is 2. There's a CLW for an extra 1-slot."
<OOC> Ashes says, "that can be done Seyardu. Make the casting poses! Okay, thanks Jinks."
GAME: Seyardu casts Angelic Aspect. Caster Level: 14 DC: 21
GAME: Seyardu rolls 1d20+14: (14)+14: 28
<OOC> Seyardu says, "And +2 temporary health per level (well, it increases max temporarily) for anyone who doesn't already have a +4 bonus to con"</pre>

The preparations continue, Jinks (all of them) performing different parts of a complex harmony as one flips a small, yellow-brain scale with a thumb. He catches it, rolls his wrist, and reveals the empty palm as the gnome shifts and changes. Fine olive-toned skin turns to scales, he sprouts a snout and a tail, and his posture shifts as his transformation into a kobold completes. An exceptionally fine-dressed and bejeweled kobold. The bard reaches up to feel the shape of his new face, lamenting the (temporary) loss of his well-trimmed goatee.

Mikilos murmurs again, wrapping a thin layer of holy protection around himself. The elf frowns mildly at the pushback to the spell, but forces the weave to completion with raw power. Finding a soild timber near the hole, he pulls a coil of rope from his haversack, securing one end. "Who else has rope?"

<pre><OOC> Ashes says, "you can tie the rope off easily enough Mikilos"
<OOC> Ashes says, "roll perception DC20"
GAME: Mikilos rolls perception: (16)+28: 44</pre>

If what you say is true, then we should make any preparations now, before they become nigh impossible to do."

"Celestial mother, grant your blessings upon your children, fill them with purpose and the strength to see this task done. And grant this one a fraction of your power, to better aid as capable." They offer in prayer with their holy symbol held aloft, suffusing the small gathering with vigor, while a pair of large leathery wings sprouted instantly out of the cleric's back. "I have some more rope in my bag if needed. If we cannot deal with the foes up here, then do we simply deal with the source quickly enough before they block our exit?"

Mikilos ties off the rope, then pauses, blinks, and slowly drifts back from the opening. "...it's breathing. The entire opening, it's breathing." Stareing a moment, the wizard rouses himself and nods to Seyardu. "Hopefully they're too mindless to block the opening. But if they do... we still need to stop what's down there."

Lumps of nearby Flesh quiver. The presence of bodies near the hole is stimulating some response.

"If it comes to weapons, bludgeons are likely to be your best option. If you stab or cut it fast and hard enough it doesn't matter, though." Jinks sidles up to Mikilos and glances down the tunnel. "It's immune to fire..." he's repeating now, perhaps in hope of cementing it for the others.

"... I don't have more rope," he admits. Maybe someone thought to get some from the vouivre. He can always ride down on Silver should Serene allow it. He has plenty of experience riding flying moutns at this point.

One it is indicated, it is obvious. There is an air current, out of the hole, pausing, reversing, just like a tide or as Mikilos described it: Breathing. Steady, unsettling, it's pace does not change.

The Flesh creeps closer.

<pre><OOC> Kira has unlimited rope.
<OOC> Ashes says, "how is that possible?"
<OOC> Kira says, "Robe of Infinite Twine. Can draw 50' or twine or 10' of hemp rope from it per turn."
<OOC> Seyardu says, "given the slime things moving close I'll still use my 100 feet of rope to speed it up"
<OOC> Ashes says, "okay. With that they won't attack before you both are done."</pre>

Kira is concerned of the magic-affecting thing, though she does not often use spells. She watches Serene and Mikilos do so, and then rope retrieved and tied off. "Oh! I can help with the rope..." She reaches beneath her cloak and begins pulling at a loose strand of her rough-woven robe. The strand is pulled out slowly as simple hemp rope, and continues to pull. It isn't rapid, but it is continuous. "You never know when rope or twine will be useful..."

It progresses normally, at first. A keen eye would notice oddities, a exceptionally smooth looking strand of hemp, a bump in the weave. As more rope is withdrawn, the abnormalities increase, there are more lines, the rope is wet, softer, looking less like hemp and more like braided meat, more like the Flesh carpeting the town.

It will serve, as rope, but it's not for the squeamish.

<pre><OOC> Ashes says, "starts as hemp, ends as braided intestines"</pre>

There's enough rope, over two hundred feet, although the final segment barely qualifies as rope.

"Do you still want to try and send spells down, Miki, or do we descend to meet it head on?" The Jinksbold would pale if his flesh weren't scales. As it is, the little black reptilian eyes go wider as the sight of the spooling offal, his snout opens, and his lizard-tongue curls as he gags audibly.

"My enchantments aren't of the longest durations... and I imagine our presence is sensed. Who knows what it can rally given enough time?"

Kira notices the shift in the rope less from appearance and more when it seems to become... squishy. This sparks a gasp, a pause, and a prmpt check of herself to ensure she is still pulling from the robe and not, somehow, beyond(?) it. Further pause as she tries to rationalize the conflicting information.

<pre>GAME: Ashes advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 24.
It is now Kira's turn! Jinks is next!
<OOC> Kira will move to avoid it while reeling out rope.
<OOC> Ashes says, "Okay, you can do that. there's enough rope, tied off at this point, you can include that in your pose. All that remains it to throw it down if you're doing that."
<OOC> Ashes says, "or leave it for someone else to do, or something else"
GAME: Ashes advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 23.
It is now Jinks' turn! Seyardu is next!</pre>

"This is from its affect on magic... right?" That must be it. Kira certainly hopes so. Looking at the others for assurance and then around has her notice the nearing lump of ...flesh. Not that in hand, but moving her way. "I... I think this is enough. We should probably hurry..." She steps around the lip of the hole, away from the approaching lump before cutting the ... line to her robe and readying to pitch the free end down.

<pre><OOC> Ashes says, "Jinks? What would you like to do?"
<OOC> Jinks says, "It's OK. Start singing as a Swift (inspire Courage +3) and full attack 18,10."
<OOC> Ashes says, "okay. Roll attacks, with what?"
<OOC> Jinks says, "Shortbow. So this'll be Piercing, magic, cold iron, and silver for DR purposes."
<OOC> Jinks says, "manyshot, rapid shot, deadly aim."
GAME: Jinks rolls weapon8-2-3+3+1+1: (19)+20+-2+-3+3+1+1: 39
GAME: Jinks rolls weapon8-2-3+3+1+1: (14)+20+-2+-3+3+1+1: 34
GAME: Jinks rolls weapon8-2-3+3+1+1-5: (12)+20+-2+-3+3+1+1+-5: 27
GAME: Jinks rolls weapon8-2-3+3+1+1-1-: (14)+20+-2+-3+3+1+1+-1+-: 33
<OOC> Jinks says, "Er, that should be -10 on the last, not -1. So... 24"
<OOC> Ashes says, "all hit"
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d4+2+3+1+1+3+6: (3)+2+3+1+1+3+6: 19
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d4+2+3+1+1+3+6: (1)+2+3+1+1+3+6: 17
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d4+2+3+1+1+3+6: (3)+2+3+1+1+3+6: 19
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d4+2+3+1+1+3+6: (1)+2+3+1+1+3+6: 17
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d4+2+3+1+1+3+6: (3)+2+3+1+1+3+6: 19
<OOC> Ashes says, "okay, it takes the first 4 to kill it, and it's rather unsettlingly bubbling and growing. The last shot on the 17,10 does damage, but it seems a lot of it regenerates"
GAME: Ashes advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 19.
It is now Seyardu's turn! Mikilos is next!
<OOC> Seyardu says, "I don't know what I want to do"
<OOC> Seyardu says, "I guess I'll delay then"</pre>

The fancy, portable-hoard-wearing kobold gives a hiss when he sees the smaller balls of meat beginning to press in. "Decision time," he suggests after making a closed-mouth chirrupp from his narrow throat. Lizard nostrils flare as he sucks in air.

"I went to my brother to ask for a loan

'cuz I was busted..."

The Hymn swells out of those simple words. Pushing out past the tainted Weave and re-threading reality. Arms are stronger. Wills firmer. Reactions sharper. An odd sort of inspiration to come from such a scamp rag.

<pre>GAME: Ashes advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 10.
It is now Mikilos' turn! The Flesh is next!
<OOC> Mikilos says, "Edge over the side, cast a Sphere straight down the shaft, then head down keeping next to the rope"
<OOC> Ashes says, "okay, make the caster check DC24. Then .. well 'how fast can you go down a rope' is a loaded question, unless you tack 'safely' on it."
GAME: Mikilos casts Freezing Sphere. Caster Level: 18 DC: 27
GAME: Mikilos rolls 1d20+18+2+2+1+2: (8)+18+2+2+1+2: 33
<OOC> Mikilos says, "Walking speed? So, 30' down?"
<OOC> Ashes nods. "Okay, roll 15d8s for the sphere
GAME: Mikilos rolls 15d8: (69): 69
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+6: (12)+6: 18
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+6: (20)+6: 26</pre>

Seyardu brandished her polearm, but seeing Jinks' arrows piercing one and causing it to bubble up, she just dodges and shoves out of the way of the closest one. "They may burst is impaled, we must be wary!"

Mikilos nods to Jinks, stepping to the edge and pulling a small crystal from his pocket. "We don't know what's down there, but I'd prefer it at least a little frozen." Murmuring, his hands weave for a moment, pulling a pale blue ghost orb from the crystal, and shooting it straight down the shaft. "But you're right, the locals are moving in." A flash of pale light from below, the sound of breaking ice, and the wizard starts down the shaft himself, flying, but keeping close to the silk/hemp/snew franken-rope.

The freezing sphere vanishes into the depths of the well. There is the distant sound of it exploding, a shattering of crystals. Something was hit.

<pre>GAME: Ashes advances the initiative order.
Round One - Init 10.
It is now The Flesh's turn! Kira is next!
<OOC> Ashes says, "something shoots at mikilos"
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+13: (20)+13: 33
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+13: (19)+13: 32
GAME: Ashes rolls 8d8+16: (39)+16: 55
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d4: (2): 2
<OOC> Ashes says, "okay you're hit by a blast of flesh and bone, come up from the depths where you just shot"
<OOC> Ashes says, "you can hold on, but it's ow. Brael will be posing the mob"
GAME: NEW ROUND!
Ashes advances the initiative order.
Round Two - Init 24.
It is now Kira's turn! Jinks is next!
<OOC> Ashes says, "Kira had to AFK, she said she'd follow down the rope"
GAME: Ashes advances the initiative order.
Round Two - Init 23.
It is now Jinks' turn! Seyardu is next!
<OOC> Jinks says, "Maintian Courage song as free. Glove of storing free in/out to Haste with Quickened Rod. Shadowbard as my standard. Swift to start second song (Inspire Competence +5). Move to climb down."</pre>

With all the wrathful vocalization of a flytrap siezing an insect, Mikilos finds himself a target of something in the stygian depths. An ichor drenched spear of femurous bonetrailing acrid smoke is it's writ of berievement.

There is a muddied >THUNK< as the foul projectile strikes true, piercing the elf's defenses to drive deeply into the very core of him, while strands of cosmic dribble slap about his figure like noodles flung petulently against a statue. Is it tingling, or cold... or, in just in his head?

Wait, no... it's lukewarm, with a smell of vinegar, burnt hair and lavender.

<pre>GAME: Jinks casts Haste. Caster Level: 15 DC: 21
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+15: (1)+15: 16 (EPIC FAIL)
GAME: Jinks casts Phantasmal Web. Caster Level: 15 DC: 23
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+15: (15)+15: 30
<OOC> Jinks says, "So it's Shadowbard and not Phantasmal Web. Got approval for the new spell but it hasn't been added."
<OOC> Jinks says, "Climb DC for rope is 5, yeah?"
<OOC> Ashes nods, "Yes, very easy going down.
<OOC> Jinks says, "I'll take the -5 to move double instead of quarter."
GAME: Jinks rolls Athletircs+5-5: (12)+Athletircs+5+-5: 12
<OOC> Ashes says, "okay, so you're half your move down then?"
<OOC> Jinks says, "I think 10' to get "in" the hole and that leaves me with 20' as a kobold. So I'd descend 10' down."</pre>

Mikilos reels from the hit, but rights himself quickly. "I'M OKAY! ...mostly. You only need one kidney, right?"

<pre>GAME: Ashes advances the initiative order.
Round Two - Init 19.
It is now Seyardu's turn! Mikilos is next!
<OOC> Seyardu says, "I'll go down the hole too, use my action to channel healing, and I'll exclude any slimes I can see and the walls of the tunnel just in case"
<OOC> Ashes says, "okay, roll channel"
GAME: Seyardu rolls 7d6: (24): 24
<OOC> Ashes says, "okay, you're on the rope, climbing down with the group, you should pose some of that"
GAME: Ashes advances the initiative order.
Round Two - Init 10.
It is now Mikilos' turn! The Flesh is next!</pre>

Well, everyone was going down the hole now, there was no sense lingering on the edge. The cleric hopped over one edge, and down the rope, stopping short to hold out their holy symbol. If the wall were breathing, she wasn't going to accidently heal the passage. "You should not be the first to jump into danger Mikilos." The cleric notes."

Kira watches as others begin the descent. Her flash of concern at - whatever that was that she does not wish to think too hard about - hitting Mikilos is somewhat assuaged as Seyardu calls upon holy aid. Kira joins them in climbing down the rope, hoping to move quickly, but not -too- quickly.

The glittering kobold watches Mikilos descend in the wake of his frozen missile and nods, the eight other versions of him echoing the gesture in their own way. He takes his clawed hand from the drawstring of his bown and the bejeweled rod returns just long enough to join his words. The normal gossamer threads stretching between his allies that he would tug are thick ropes of snot, instead, and droop away to fall *plip-plop* on the ground. Undeterred, the gnome continues, ducking towards the hole and away from his shadow.

The flat bit of kobold-shaped darkness peels away from the ground to stand and begins singing his own song, joining the other nine of him as they all start down the rope. The Hymn is practically a palpable thing now.

"I hate to beg like a dog without his bone,

but I'm busted..."

The harmony has become a call-and-response with the shadowy bardform. And the song echoes down the tunnel.

<pre><OOC> Mikilos says, "Ah, okay then, DO cast Haste"
GAME: Mikilos casts Haste. Caster Level: 18 DC: 24
GAME: Mikilos rolls 1d20+18+2+2+1+2: (11)+18+2+2+1+2: 36
<OOC> Ashes says, "success! Everyone has hastes. :)"
GAME: Ashes advances the initiative order.
Round Two - Init 10.
It is now The Flesh's turn! Kira is next!
<OOC> Ashes says, "1 Serene, 2 Kira, 3 Sey, 4 JinksBold, 5 Mikilos"
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d5: (2): 2</pre>

Mikilos nods his thanks to Seyardu. "I really should have learned that by now. Think was a lucky hit, but definately hurt." Murmuring once more, the elf tosses invigorating energy to his allies, speeding their motions. He drifts slowly downward, leaving time for others to catch up.

<pre>GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+13: (20)+13: 33
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+13: (11)+13: 24
<OOC> Ashes says, "ooooh kay, that's a crit too..."
GAME: Ashes rolls 8d8+16: (43)+16: 59
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d2: (2): 2
<OOC> Ashes says, "Kira is blasted by a bone shard and goo. Brae is writing pose"
GAME: NEW ROUND!
Ashes advances the initiative order.
Round Three - Init 24.
It is now Kira's turn! Jinks is next!
<OOC> Kira will continue to descend as able and use LoH on herself.
GAME: Kira spends ONE use of LAY ON HANDS.
<OOC> Ashes says, "climb to descend, DC5 athletics, -5 to hustle it, also you have haste, so that doubles your speed, so you'd do regular move of 30' right?"
<OOC> Kira's speed is 60 with or without Haste and will hustle if she can without running over others.
GAME: Kira rolls athletics: (19)+11: 30
<OOC> Ashes says, "you can get by"</pre>

Whatever fel intelligence guides these unwholesome blots upon Ean soil now directs new kindled ire in the direction of the Sentinel from the deep dark below.

Preceded only by a low whistling, a whorled harpoon of corrupted bone sheathed in half congealed blood that tears past the insufficient clearance to slam into Kira's native flesh. As before, this too, brings the clotted caress of the chaos between worlds to cling to cloth, flesh and stone with the same acrid airs as Mikilos.

Kira yelps as she is struck, looking down into the dim. She remains more concerned with those on the rope below her than what lies below. "We need to get down as quickly as safely possible," she urges as she shimmies her way down. Once at a suitable places to pause for just a moment, she calls upon The Healer's Grace to tend her wounds.

<pre>GAME: Ashes advances the initiative order.
Round Three - Init 23.
It is now Jinks' turn! Seyardu is next!
<OOC> Kira checks. 7D6
GAME: Kira rolls 7d6: (16): 16
<OOC> Jinks says, "zoom-zoom down the fleshy rope."
GAME: Jinks rolls Athletics+5-5: (4)+6+5+-5: 10
GAME: Ashes advances the initiative order.
Round Three - Init 19.
It is now Seyardu's turn! Mikilos is next!
<OOC> Ashes says, "so your descent is how much Jinks?"
<OOC> Jinks says, "60' move with Haste. Half-move with the -5 check is 30', then double for double move is back up to 60'."
<OOC> Ashes says, "ok!"
GAME: Jinks refreshes special ability pools.
GAME: Jinks spends FIVE uses of BARDIC PERFORMANCE.
<OOC> Seyardu says, "keep moving down with everyone else, channel some more healing"</pre>

"My brother said 'there ain't a thing I can do,'

My wife and my kids are all down with the flu,'"

The call-and-response continues, voices dropping in and out of harmony. The ostentatious kobold scampers down the patchwork rope in a blur, surrounded by shadows and after-images. He chances a glance down the tunnel, trying his best to pierce the darkness and see the cavern floor below.

Even if he knows he won't like the look of it.

<pre><OOC> Ashes says, "okay, so with haste that's 30' down, because you're standard to channel, and 'fast climb' with a -5 athle roll?"
<OOC> Ashes says, "make the rolls, for climbing for channel"
<OOC> Seyardu says, "I don't think I want to risk a fast climb"
<OOC> Jinks says, "You're +5 from my song to skill checks. That would offset the -5. Your call."
<OOC> Ashes says, "it's DC5"
GAME: Seyardu rolls athletics: (18)+0: 18
<OOC> Ashes says, "okay, you catch up with Mikilos"
GAME: Seyardu rolls 7d6: (26): 26
<OOC> Seyardu says, "ignoring the walls again"
GAME: Ashes advances the initiative order.
Round Three - Init 10.
It is now Mikilos' turn! The Flesh is next!
<OOC> Mikilos says, "Head down to level with Jinks and Kira, toss another Freezing Sphere. Since got shot without provoking for a round, may as well provoke"
<OOC> Ashes says, "DC24 Caster check"
GAME: Mikilos casts Freezing Sphere. Caster Level: 18 DC: 27
GAME: Mikilos rolls 1d20+18+2+2+1+2: (17)+18+2+2+1+2: 42
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+6: (3)+6: 9
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+6: (13)+6: 19
GAME: Mikilos rolls 15d8: (79): 79
<OOC> Ashes says, "okay, The Freezing Sphere explodes somewhere in the depths"
<OOC> Ashes says, "pretty sure you hurt stuff. Make the pose"
GAME: Ashes advances the initiative order.
Round Three - Init 10.
It is now The Flesh's turn! Kira is next!
<OOC> Ashes says, "okay, one of the small ones falls in from the top, falls past y'all, AOOs Sey, who is the first thing it passes."</pre>

Mikilos keeps a hand on the rope as he drifts down to the others, launching another sphere of frozen light. "Corruption is getting stronger, but if stays at this rate should be okay ay the bottom. Hopefully." The sound of breaking ice echoes from below. Hopefully is actually improving matters, long term.

<pre>GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+5: (15)+5: 20
<OOC> Ashes says, "it misses and falls right on by"
<OOC> Ashes says, "also, who can see in the dark? It's getting dark. Jinksbold and Sey can, not sure about mikilos and Kira"
<OOC> Ashes says, "it's not 'dark' here, you are in a pretty wide well"
<OOC> Ashes says, "but when you hit the cavern there will be a cone"
<OOC> Mikilos has low-light, and many many gee-was that cast light
<OOC> Kira has no special eyeballs. :(</pre>

Now was not the time for any further admonishments, now Seyardu's attention was on keeping everyone safe. The cleric holds out their holy symbol, and sends out another wave of healing energy, mending the wounds that were remaining, and had just been opened.

The climbing light is obscured as something occludes the entrance to the well. Glancing up, the perfect circle of light has a bite out of it. A fleshy lump oozing over the edge.

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It passes by Seyardu at great velocity. A reaching mass of flesh just missing her. Even faster it accelerates past the lower climbers. There is a wet splatter deep below.

<pre>GAME: NEW ROUND!
Ashes advances the initiative order.
Round Four - Init 24.
It is now Kira's turn! Jinks is next!
<OOC> Kira will keep on climbing. "Not much I can do otherwise, unless someone else is in need of healing. But I think Seyardu is handling that magnificently."
<OOC> Ashes says, "okay, so you get another 60' then"
<OOC> Ashes says, "you can see something below, it looks like half a heart valve"
<OOC> Ashes says, "big old lump of something"
GAME: Ashes advances the initiative order.
Round Four - Init 23.
It is now Jinks' turn! Seyardu is next!
<OOC> Jinks says, "Ditto!"
GAME: Jinks rolls Athletics+5-5: (6)+6+5+-5: 12
GAME: Jinks spends TWO uses of BARDIC PERFORMANCE.
<OOC> Ashes says, "you are getting to the 'turns into a flesh rope' rope, and also at the -150 that Kira is"
GAME: Ashes advances the initiative order.
Round Four - Init 19.
It is now Seyardu's turn! Mikilos is next!</pre>

Kira continues her descent into darkness. Bone-flinging, flesh-slinging, and icky-sticky darkness. "I can see something. I think we're nearly to the bottom!" That and the rope is all squishy, too.

Jinks squeezes against the wall when the meatball goes tumbling by, his gear and armor clattering quietly and a lyric catching in his throat. It's here and gone quickly, though, and he makes up for lost time by pinching the rope between his polished (and now meaty) boots and just slides down with his hand and forearm looped to keep him from tumbling away at speeds.

"... and I was just thinking about calling on you

'cuz I'm busted...."

<pre><OOC> Seyardu says, "That's alright, I'll just keep moving down"
<OOC> Ashes says, "okay, make the climb roll Seyardu, then the pose"
GAME: Ashes advances the initiative order.
Round Four - Init 10.
It is now Mikilos' turn! The Flesh is next!
GAME: Seyardu rolls athletics: (10)+0: 10
<OOC> Ashes says, "+5 from Jinks' inspire, so you're fine, you get down to -90'"
<OOC> Mikilos says, "Catch up and cast"
<OOC> Ashes says, "DC is 25 now"
<OOC> Ashes says, "okay!"
GAME: Mikilos casts Freezing Sphere. Caster Level: 18 DC: 27
GAME: Mikilos rolls 1d20+18+2+2+1+2: (2)+18+2+2+1+2: 27
GAME: Mikilos rolls 15d8: (72): 72
<OOC> Ashes says, "your descent is 30' right? since you only have a move action? Actually if Sey double moved you would both be at -120'"
<OOC> Mikilos says, "Flying, not sure how much extra would be needed to descend 60"
<OOC> Ashes says, "what's your flying speed?"
<OOC> Mikilos checks 60 feet
<OOC> Ashes says, "okay, you're with the other 2 then"
<OOC> Ashes says, "I think you could just fall as far as you want with flying, I can't find the 'descend' rules, only the ascend"
<OOC> Ashes says, "oh wait, there it is, any angle normal speed"
<OOC> Ashes says, "so 60'"
<OOC> Ashes says, "you catch up with Jinks and Kira, you can see the fleshy lumps"
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+6: (13)+6: 19
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+6: (2)+6: 8
<OOC> Ashes says, "you hit things and do damage with your sphere too"
GAME: Ashes advances the initiative order.
Round Four - Init 10.
It is now The Flesh's turn! Kira is next!
<OOC> Ashes says, "1 Kira, 2 Mikilos, 3 Jinks"
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d3: (3): 3
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d3: (1): 1
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+13: (20)+13: 33
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+13: (10)+13: 23
<OOC> Ashes says, "no dex bonus on a rope, but you have Haste AC, does that crit confirm Jinks?"
<OOC> Ashes says, "on Kira"
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+13: (13)+13: 26
<OOC> Jinks says, "Pretty sure you lose dodge/haste bonuses to AC if you lose DEX. It's a crit."</pre>

On the one metaphorical hand, the 'rope' slides past easily, the snew fibers gliding under the fingertips. On the other hand... ew. And on the literal other hand, another sphere of pale blue light is launched downwards by Mikilos, this time a result observed, if not fully understood. "...is that a heart?"

<pre>GAME: Ashes rolls 8d8+16: (35)+16: 51
GAME: Ashes rolls 4d8+8: (15)+8: 23
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d4: (3): 3
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d4: (2): 2
GAME: NEW ROUND!
Ashes advances the initiative order.
Round Five - Init 24.
It is now Kira's turn! Jinks is next!
<OOC> Kira says, "How far am I from the ground, if I can see things on the ground?"
<OOC> Ashes says, "you are 60' from the heart valve thing, and then what you can see past it, looks like ground is further away, another 80'"
<OOC> Ashes says, "the meatball is a 'heart valve'"
<OOC> Kira says, "Ok. Erm. Continue descending towards the fleshy thing atop the fleshy valve. None of which sounds terribly pleasant."
<OOC> Kira says, "Also, any chance at any interpretation or even guesses about all this biological-ish stuff that is seen? Heal?"
<OOC> Ashes says, "K/dungeoneering, k/nature, k/the planes DC30 for something that wasn't determined in earlier scenes"</pre>

"It does look something like a heart..." Kira confirms that much to Mikilos. Though hearts don't usually spit out weird bone spikes like the second that Kira catches. Unless they're coming from beyond it? "This isn't the end," Kira calls back as she reaches the valve(?), "there is more further below. "Some sort of doorway?"

The Sentinel, for her part, is once more beset by a grimly whistling projectile from down under as that occurs. It sunders flesh with it's arrival, though it does not embed itself nearly so deep in the woman's flesh, though momentum of it's sudden stop slathers its eldritch, protoscabrous slurry about her robes and wound.

Time for a grisly heart to heart with the resplendent gnomebold, it seems.

As un-joined life again dares chance it's impulses, there is a ripple in the alien mass; half scabbed heart wrought of sinuous craggy jerky slickened with vileness the consistency of pulped strawberries, burnt chili... and the clinging, defensive expulsions of some enormous, eldritch hagfish.

A faint sucking sound interlaced with the creak of a twisting rope, accompanies the irregular, jagged wound that rends itself open at the closest relative point of the foul mass to Jinks.

Without waiting for a full aperture, the 'valve' undulates and contracts to hurl forth a another shaft of purloined bone, slathered in the chunky crimson sludge that strikes to home in a most troubling section of the bard's body, with only it's inherent cragginess that's kept it from simply passing through.

<pre><OOC> Ashes says, "you're down at -190'"
<OOC> Ashes says, "the heart valve shot jinks, something below shot kira"
<OOC> Kira sees that now. "Is the valve the passage to below or just off to the side?"
GAME: Ashes advances the initiative order.
Round Five - Init 23.
It is now Jinks' turn! Seyardu is next!
<OOC> Ashes says, "Jinks!"
<OOC> Jinks says, "What are the blue and yellow dots?"
<OOC> Ashes says, "Blue is the radius of Mikilos' Freezing Sphere."
<OOC> Ashes says, "Yellow dots, you'll see in a minute" (reach)
<OOC> Jinks says, "Alright. Attempting to cast dancing lights. 60' down from me (the furthest I can see in the dark) and then send them *up to* 100' down . Gonna free action the quickened rod again. Will decide pending my rolling a d2 instead of a d20 for CL."
GAME: Jinks casts Dancing Lights. Caster Level: 15 DC: 18
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+15: (14)+15: 29
<OOC> Ashes says, "Success!"
<OOC> Ashes says, "the lights go down, they enter a cavern, it seems like they're approaching a mirror, as you see a faint reflection and they get brighter, then it seems like they're coming back up at you. You have twice as many of your lights."
<OOC> Jinks says, "Gonna single move at half speed (-5). Then Ready to cast Bard's Escape when Seyardu and Mikilos are in my space."
<OOC> Jinks says, "So 30' down."
GAME: Jinks rolls Athletics+5-5: (15)+6+5+-5: 21
GAME: Ashes advances the initiative order.
Round Five - Init 19.
It is now Seyardu's turn! Mikilos is next!
<OOC> Seyardu says, "I'll move down and channel healing"
<OOC> Ashes says, "okay, make the channel roll"</pre>

"... ooooow, Hith's taint," Jinks grimaces. The puckering/flapping flesh-wall identified as the source of the missiles makes him grimace. Again, the protective buffer of the false-images proving to be of no benefit. The rod winks into existence again and he concentrates, sending down a quartet of glowing orbs to spiral into the darkness and meet their twins in the floor's reflection.

"I can see the bottom!" He shouts, twisting his kobold snout up and then down. "(Well, I am no thief, but a man can go wrong when he's busted...)" the images continue to sing behind his call.

The kobold scrambles down a short distance to anchor in between Mikilos and Kira as the rod vanishes again. "Miki, Seyardu, if you can get to me I can get us to the floor..!"

<pre>GAME: Seyardu rolls 7d6: (24): 24
<OOC> Jinks says, "My readied action can't trigger, Ashes, so don't sweat it."
GAME: Ashes advances the initiative order.
Round Five - Init 10.
It is now Mikilos' turn! The Flesh is next!</pre>

More bone spears flung upwards, and more injuries. The cleric continued sliding down, not even bothering to put away the bloody holy symbol at this point as it emanated further magical energies. "Yes, please do so. Anything to stop everyone from getting further injured by that thing hurling bones." She calls back.

<pre><OOC> Mikilos says, "Head down to join Jinks, start casting Summon Monster 7. Not sure what happens if my location shifts out of range before the next round, so will target downwards, like 8-26ish. Huge Air Elementals"
<OOC> Ashes says, "summon appears where you want it when it is successfully summoned, should shouldn't be a problem"
<OOC> Mikilos says, "Still a decent target location. But good to know"
<OOC> Ashes says, "make your caster check, DC25"
GAME: Mikilos casts Summon Monster VII. Caster Level: 18 DC: 28
GAME: Mikilos rolls 1d20+18+2+2+1+2: (9)+18+2+2+1+2: 34
<OOC> Jinks says, "Just move as far as you can, Mikilos. We can't line up this spell with all spread out as folks are."
<OOC> Ashes says, "he gets down to you"
GAME: Ashes advances the initiative order.
Round Five - Init 10.
It is now The Flesh's turn! Kira is next!
<OOC> Ashes says, "okay. 2 beat on Kira since she's close"
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+24: (16)+24: 40
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+24: (15)+24: 39
GAME: Ashes rolls 2d8+14: (9)+14: 23
GAME: Ashes rolls 2d8+14: (11)+14: 25</pre>

Mikilos flies down to join the Rave of Jinkses... Jinkies? The many Jinks. "Are we confidant we want to reach the floor?" The magi gestures, tracing out a rapid circle of runes in the air, the faint glow of symbols spinning to a wide portal. The air starts to swirl and crackle.

<pre><OOC> Ashes says, "grab attempts"
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+30: (8)+30: 38
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+30: (4)+30: 34
<OOC> Ashes says, "what's your CMD without Dex, because you're on the rope, or you don't lose it for that?"
<OOC> Kira says, "CMD without DEX bonus against grappling is 39"
<OOC> Ashes nods, "Then they don't."
<OOC> Ashes says, "Brae is writing the pose"
GAME: NEW ROUND!
Ashes advances the initiative order.
Round Six - Init 24.
It is now Kira's turn! Jinks is next!
<OOC> Ashes says, "Kira?"
Kira has reconnected.
<OOC> Kira says, "These are the flesh lumps hitting me?"
<OOC> Ashes says, "not grappled. Brae is writing mob pose, what would you like to do?"</pre>

Once the fel valve's territorial bubble has been breached, twin quivering, expansive folds of aberrant flesh, glistening in ropey crimson ichor, erupt with boneless, yearning malignance toward Kira, who twists out from the grisly embrace at the last second. Sloppy flails of the vile slime are cast in all directions as the two halves clap wetly together, but it would seem for the moment, that it is thwarted

<pre><OOC> Ashes says, "yes. Map 2 shows the two at the bottom of the well. Map3 has a top down view, showing orientation"
<OOC> Kira nods, cross-references maps, apologizes. "Ok. I will attack the one 'north' of me. Flurry, ki point for additional attack."
GAME: Kira spends ONE point of KI POOL.
<OOC> Ashes nods, "Okay, roll attacks.
GAME: Kira rolls weapon0: (3)+19: 22
GAME: Kira rolls weapon0: (7)+19: 26
GAME: Kira rolls weapon0: (11)+19: 30
GAME: Kira rolls weapon0-5: (18)+19+-5: 32
GAME: Kira rolls weapon0-10: (1)+19+-10: 10 (EPIC FAIL)
GAME: Kira rolls weapon0-115: (18)+19+-115: -78
GAME: Kira rolls weapon0-15: (15)+19+-15: 19
<OOC> Ashes says, "Epic fail doesn't hit, the others do"
<OOC> Ashes says, "how are you not falling while your flurry?"
<OOC> Kira can hold on with both hands and still flurry. Kick, knee, elbow, headbutt, etc.
<OOC> Ashes nods, "Okay. Roll damage."
GAME: Kira rolls damage0: aliased to 1d8+3: (4)+3: 7
GAME: Kira rolls damage0: aliased to 1d8+3: (7)+3: 10
GAME: Kira rolls damage0: aliased to 1d8+3: (6)+3: 9
GAME: Kira rolls damage0: aliased to 1d8+3: (2)+3: 5
GAME: Kira rolls damage0: aliased to 1d8+3: (1)+3: 4
<OOC> Jinks offers a +3 to hit and damage with Inspire Courage.
<OOC> Kira did forget about that. :/
<OOC> Ashes says, "ah, I see the +3s. Okay, NOrth 1 is dead after 4, you can punch the other, but it isn't killed"
GAME: Ashes advances the initiative order.
Round Six - Init 23.
It is now Jinks' turn! Seyardu is next!
<OOC> Jinks says, "I'll just continue performing as a free action. Turn."
GAME: Jinks spends TWO uses of BARDIC PERFORMANCE.
GAME: Ashes advances the initiative order.
Round Six - Init 19.
It is now Seyardu's turn! Mikilos is next!</pre>

Kira manages to prevent the tendrils from getting a good hold of her, hopefully without swinging the rope (and the others) too much. Just because she isn't entrapped doesn't mean it isn't... gooey. "Hurry! Get to the bottom!" At least while they are focused on her they are not accosting the others.

She responds directly, and mostly with her feet (to keep hold of the rope). A rapid one-two-one-two of stomping heals at the thing. While it is made of flesh, it being a living thing in any sense on this realm is ..debatable. Even if the one gushes copious amounts of blood everywhere after Kira stomps into it.

<pre><OOC> Seyardu says, "keep going down I guess"
<OOC> Ashes says, "make the Athl roll"</pre>

The transformed gnome continues to sing from his kobold shape, perched on the rope and bolstering his allies with little else to add.

<pre>GAME: Seyardu rolls athletica: (6)+athletica: 6
<OOC> Seyardu says, "just a 6 anyways plus whatever bonus"
<OOC> Ashes says, "okay that gets you down to Jinks, unless you want to double move further"
<OOC> Seyardu says, "I'll double move"
<OOC> Ashes says, "okay that gets you around Kira's level. Make the pose"
GAME: Ashes advances the initiative order.
Round Six - Init 10.
It is now Mikilos' turn! The Flesh is next!
<OOC> Mikilos says, "Ah, okay. Then would like to head down to about 8-25, between the two, throw one more Sphere at 14-28 or so, then finish my elemental summon"
<OOC> Ashes nods, "Okay, Caster check at DC35
GAME: Mikilos casts Freezing Sphere. Caster Level: 18 DC: 27
GAME: Mikilos rolls 1d20+18+2+2+1+2: (13)+18+2+2+1+2: 38
<OOC> Ashes says, "for the Sphere. Did you roll the summon one already?"</pre>

Some were still wounded, but seyardu needed to be more sparing woth her healing, as she was already feeling winded from just getting everyone down here in one piece, amd there was still no telling how much farther to go. So instead they focused on getting as far down as possible, trying their best not to think about the robe they were using.

<pre><OOC> Mikilos says, "Yes, rolled that when cast"
GAME: Mikilos rolls 1d3: (1): 1
<OOC> Mikilos says, "tsk, one elemental"
GAME: Mikilos rolls 15d8: (57): 57
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+14: (2)+14: 16
<OOC> Ashes says, "doesn't save"
<OOC> Ashes says, "okay, a couple things happen for your pose."
<OOC> Ashes says, "sphere goes off, does damage, there's a 'reflection' of it, so it looks like two spheres, the second one also its the one on the ceiling."
<OOC> Ashes says, "your Air elemental appears, but it's... got some solidy bits"
<OOC> Ashes says, "basically you have a half-flesh tornado, a little like those gyro roasting sticks exploded"
<OOC> Ashes says, "where do you put it?"
<OOC> Mikilos says, "11-25, slightly off to the side from my line of sight"
<OOC> Mikilos says, "...I forgot it could attack this turn. Ah, fly up to 13:23 and smack the meatball there"
<OOC> Ashes says, "okay, meatball gets an AOO as it approaches (blindsense)"
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+30: (17)+30: 47
GAME: Ashes rolls 3d6+15: (13)+15: 28
<OOC> Mikilos says, "very hit, kinda hurt"
GAME: Mikilos rolls 1d20+17: (4)+17: 21
GAME: Mikilos rolls 1d20+17: (20)+17: 37
<OOC> Mikilos says, "Threat?"
<OOC> Ashes says, "it's an ooze type, they don't have critical areas"
<OOC> Mikilos says, "Okay. First attack hit?"
<OOC> Ashes says, "oh sorry, first attack missed"
GAME: Mikilos rolls 2d6+6: (6)+6: 12
<OOC> Ashes says, "properties of that attack?"
<OOC> Jinks says, "are you including the +3 to hit and damage, Mikilos?"
<OOC> Mikilos says, "Does a summon get the +3?"
<OOC> Mikilos says, "and is a simple slam attack"
<OOC> Jinks says, "Slam is bludgeoning. It would also bypass the elemental's DR. Which is 5/-"
<OOC> Jinks says, "Yes, it's an ally."
<OOC> Ashes says, "okay, adjusted"
<OOC> Mikilos says, "Okay, so extra +3 damage and will try to recall future attacks"
GAME: Ashes advances the initiative order.
Round Six - Init 10.
It is now The Flesh's turn! Kira is next!</pre>

The well bursts through the ceiling, off to the side of a cavern that is shaped like a disc, a sloped ceiling upwards, a depression below. Appearing as both a sink-hole and collapse, it's as if a volume of dirt was removed both above and beneath, cratering open a space. Loose rubble is scattered across the floor, the ceiling is equally jumbled and broken. Interspersed are the same Flesh Lumps seen above, but larger. Cracks spider away from this cavern, some plugged completely with the unearthly growth.

It is cold. Waves of light just at the edge of the visible spectrum radiate outwards, a glowing pulse spreads into a ball from a point in the exact middle of the cavern, dozens of feet off the ground. The area is surrounded by a meatball of flesh, suspended between two ponds of flesh, an ugly nerve cluster. There's a shimmering in the air, bisecting through that bulbous mass, like the surface of an actual pond. A mirage of a mist.

Mikilos takes a slow breath, then flies downward, past the ruined 'valve' and towards his elemental portal. Hovering a moment, the mage launches another blue sphere towards the base of the 'nerve cluster'. The spell bursts, freezing the alien flesh there, but an 'echo' flashes above, near the top of the structure.

The portal opens, and a huge elemental flies out, formed much like a stereotypical genie, with a swirling vortex of wind for a lower half, and a humanoid top half. Mostly humanoid. Kinda humanoid. A humanoid crafted from raw hamburger, slick with a layer of congealed blood that slow drips down, only to be wisked away to a fine pink mist by the lower half.

Shawarmageddon, the corrupt elemental, flies up towards the top of the cluster, taking a solid hit as he approaches, and returning a solid blow of his own.

<pre><OOC> Ashes says, "okay, so the one the well attacks Kira, the one near the well on the ground doesn't, and the one with the elemental attacks that"
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+24: (14)+24: 38
GAME: Ashes rolls 2d8+14: (9)+14: 23
<OOC> Ashes says, "grab attempt"
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+26: (8)+26: 34
<OOC> Ashes says, "fails"
<OOC> Ashes says, "the pond attacks Schwarmageddon"
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+30: (17)+30: 47
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+30: (1)+30: 31 (EPIC FAIL)
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+30: (2)+30: 32
GAME: Ashes rolls 1d20+30: (4)+30: 34
<OOC> Ashes says, "What's Schwarm's AC?"
<OOC> Mikilos says, "Those are all high enough to hit"
<OOC> Mikilos says, "AC 22, 18 touch"
GAME: Ashes rolls 3d6+15: (14)+15: 29
GAME: Ashes rolls 3d6+15: (6)+15: 21
GAME: Ashes rolls 3d6+15: (7)+15: 22
<OOC> Ashes says, "Does it survive, or is it lunch?"
<OOC> Mikilos says, "Poor Schwarma, we barely knew ye"
<OOC> Ashes says, "Brae if you could pose that please"
GAME: NEW ROUND!
Ashes advances the initiative order.
Round Seven - Init 24.
It is now Kira's turn! Jinks is next!
<OOC> Ashes says, "does your Loremaster do k/Military Theory Jinks?"
<OOC> Ashes says, "okay, I forgot the DR, so Schwarmageddon has taken 95 HP so far, but with 4 hits and DR, that's really only 75, so he has 20 HP left"
<OOC> Jinks says, "I could, theoretically. I get mods and can even roll untrained but the bonus will suck cuz I don't invest in that one."
<OOC> Ashes says, "so it's not completely eaten"
<OOC> Ashes says, "well on your turn we can talk about something"
<OOC> Ashes says, "Kira, what would you like to do?"
<OOC> Kira will kick at the other flesh glob that's still next to/attacking her.
<OOC> Ashes says, "okay, make the rolls"
GAME: Kira rolls weapon0+3: (4)+19+3: 26
GAME: Kira rolls weapon0+3-5: (12)+19+3+-5: 29
GAME: Kira rolls weapon0+3-10: (5)+19+3+-10: 17
GAME: Kira rolls weapon0+3-15: (1)+19+3+-15: 8 (EPIC FAIL)
<OOC> Ashes says, "3 hits"
GAME: Kira rolls damage0+3: aliased to 1d8+3+3: (7)+3+3: 13
GAME: Kira rolls damage0+3: aliased to 1d8+3+3: (5)+3+3: 11
GAME: Kira rolls damage0+3: aliased to 1d8+3+3: (4)+3+3: 10
<OOC> Ashes says, "it's destroyed, bloody spray of chunks and somewhat unsettling, they don't fall normally"
<OOC> Ashes says, "some fall directly down at normal speed, others fall and hover around Mikilos' leve, and a few fall part way there, then fall up and stick to the ceiling and start rolling in the direction of the flesh pond"
<OOC> Ashes says, "if you could incorporate that into your kill pose please Kira."</pre>

SSCHHHHHHLORRR-WHOHKK!

With a savage celerity ill fitting the sheer volume of the ooze crusted limb that had emerged from the well, with a chorus of a thousand rupturing sinews, to slam into Kira's side, and, with all the fury and momentum of a Dranian Moose, it claims right of way. Strands of viscous muck droop like rope bridges between this alien form and what, or who stands near it in the aftermath.

Meanwhile, as the sinewy cyclone appears near the pond's surface, something within, something fierce, sends forth pseudopods to undo this new intruder. Splinters of ill integrated meat and cosmic ichor both as cast about the chamber as the tentacles drive again and again into Shawarmageddon with the power of a rhino's charge before drawing it beneath the surface to it's ruin.

<pre>GAME: Ashes advances the initiative order.
Round Seven - Init 23.
It is now Jinks' turn! Seyardu is next!
<OOC> Jinks says, "tell me what you want me to pose, Ashes. I'm just performing otherwise so I'm happy for suggestions."
GAME: Jinks spends ONE use of LORE MASTER.
GAME: Jinks spends TWO uses of BARDIC PERFORMANCE.
<OOC> Ashes says, "your dancing lights are on the floor and the ceiling. let me page you some things."</pre>

Kira is already covered in gore and/or ooze and/or she does not wish to know from the attacks upon her and her striking back. She maintains her grip on the rope and kicks out at the remaining one near them once more. When it 'pops' and erupts, things get even more ...weird. Some of the splatter falls normally (sorry to those below!), some falls and then hovers around Mikilos (sorry!) and some falls... upwards(?!) to stick to the ceiling and then roll/ooze towards the pond of flesh.

Kira should probably say something. Unfortunately, she has no idea what to say. 'Eww' isn't really helpful, not anything new at this point.

<pre><OOC> Jinks says, "alright. ill let go of the rope as a free and fall to the cave floor in that case."
<OOC> Jinks says, "I can't fail the acrobatics to reduce falling damage by 10'"
<OOC> Jinks says, "turn"
<OOC> Ashes says, "okay, hold on"
<OOC> Ashes says, "you take no damage. You accelerate, but when you hit midpoint of the cavern, you decelerate, and then you roll as you land and there's no damage"
<OOC> Ashes says, "there are 9 of you on the ceiling now though, ghosts"
GAME: Ashes advances the initiative order.
Round Seven - Init 19.
It is now Seyardu's turn! Mikilos is next!
<OOC> Ashes says, "Sey, what do?"
<OOC> Seyardu says, "I have no clue"
<OOC> Seyardu says, "I guess I just attack the bits rolling towards the pool but idk if that will just cause them to warp again"
<OOC> Ashes says, "ah.. there's nothing really there to attack"
<OOC> Seyardu says, "then I guess I delay since there's not much for me to do"
<OOC> Ashes says, "if you have k/the planes and can beat a DC35 there is some info"
<OOC> Seyardu says, "I couldn't beat that on a nat 20"
<OOC> Ashes says, ""Well a Nat20 would do it"
GAME: Seyardu rolls knowledge/the planes: (17)+5: 22</pre>

The bard's song turns in on itself, an endless coda becoming rounds warping into a cacophony of nonsense, gibberish, and mad ravings from the darkness between the stars. The shadows cease to be images playing through the very-real kobold and instead are a writhing conglomerate creature-- like some minion of a ancient, dead god dreaming in an alien lake.

"The cyst. At the center." Jinks is flying now, spiraling like an anemone gone for a swim in rough waters. "Counter it with abjurative magics: dispel, disjunction..."

The kobold isn't flying, he's falling. A blur of thirty-six limbs.

They-- bard and his shadow-- hit the floor of the cave, fall fully into it, and bounce back up to stand on the floor.

The monstrous illusions-- the gibbering octuplets-- writhe and gnash on the ceiling.

The bardsong continues never having been interrupted. "The death of each lump pushes the cyst further into the Weave..."

"It's making the magic worse..."

<pre>GAME: Ashes advances the initiative order.
Round Seven - Init 10.
It is now Mikilos' turn! The Flesh is next!
<OOC> Ashes says, "Mikilos, what would you like to do? Also, caster check to control Schwarmageddon"
<OOC> Ashes says, "DC38"
<OOC> Mikilos says, "Take some gnomish advice, heads towards the node and hit it with Disjunction"
GAME: Mikilos rolls 1d20+18+2+2+1+2: (9)+18+2+2+1+2: 34
<OOC> Ashes says, "when you fail the caster check, you can burn a lower spell slot to not fail it"
<OOC> Ashes says, "you don't have to use a SA, but the spell slot / magic goes as you force things to behave"
<OOC> Mikilos says, "Fully prepared to RPP a reroll if the disjunction fails, but okay with letting Schwarma run free"
GAME: Mikilos casts Mage's Disjunction. Caster Level: 18 DC: 30
GAME: Mikilos rolls 1d20+18+2+2+1+2: (3)+18+2+2+1+2: 28
<OOC> Mikilos says, "and that's a reroll..."
GAME: Mikilos rolls 1d20+18+2+2+1+2: (3)+18+2+2+1+2: 28</pre>

Seyardu is stuck at the bottom of a pit, waiting for people to get injured. It's a horrible feeling, knowing that any attempts at magic beyond that would fail, or be distorted like the elemental from before. She turns to the gnome, or what is the gnome, and shake s her head. "We can't kill the creatures? Then what can we do?" She asks the kobold.

<pre><OOC> Ashes says, "do you want to blow a level lower spell to keep it?, then roll the SR30?"
<OOC> Mikilos says, "yes please"
GAME: Mikilos casts Polar Ray. Caster Level: 18 DC: 29
<OOC> Ashes says, "Okay. make the pose for casting that."
<OOC> Ashes says, "jinks, if you want to answer Seyardu before Miki poses, you can"
<OOC> Ashes says, "I'm going to start writing the results. I think this will take me a half hour if you want to go bio, get a drink."</pre>

"The nodule..." The shiny kobold and his shadow-double are still disoriented after the fall and rebound from the far side of the looking glass. He glances at Mikilos and then back to Seyardu. "... Miki might have it."

"Cold seems to freeze the incursions? Or fewer, larger attacks and spells? Less time for the corruption to push between the threads..."

He might be speculating.

"Then we cut it off from The Source!" Well, the archmage does. Flying closer towards the node, Mikilos can almost see the magic twist and writhe, his elemental slipping free of control, the spells in his mind churning and slipping, the ink written bubbling on a mental page. A sliver, a tiny sliver of mana, honed to the sharpest of edges, sent towards the node, cutting not the node itself, but the magic that supports it.

The mental scalpel jumps and bucks in the elf's hold, turning, not cutting clean. A second burst of arcane energy forces the sliver, the cut unclean, but complete, forced through with inelegant power.

Hey, whatever gets the job done.

==The Disjunction==

It's the smallest cut.

The effects ripple outwards from one of the most offensive of magic spells. A spell that disconnects and destroys magic itself.

The pulse of light, coming at regular intervals, coursing through the misty veil that bisects the room, stutters. The Flesh pools, reflections of each other, reflections of reality through an un-fun house mirror spasm and shoot out tendrils and pseudo pods in all directions. The boil betwixt bubbles, huge pustules forming and exploding microscopic spray throughout the cavern, as it disintegrates.

Revealing... Space. The other side of the cavern, twisting impossibly around a point. A wind, rushing in. A void. Not nothingness, ethereal or Astral, a protean plane of emptiness and stars. The cavern, the walls have vanished. With it, the sense of self and other. The boundaries of body are distorted.

One becomes aware of flesh hanging off bone, of sinewy and cartilage, skin, muscle, fat and the purposeful arrangement of organs. How they hang like fruits off a fleshy tree. A comprehension coupled with a lack of understanding. A healer with advanced knowledge might bear the revelation. The sensation of cell to cell. The feeling of Flesh.

FLESH. A soft, goo-like substitution. The attempt to form into a comprehensive being. A being that spreads on the fabric of reality. Through the ground, through the rock, through the remaining life. This awareness holds the sensation of discrete forms, a human, kobolds, a makari, a dawn elf, a swirling mass of air and meat, but more. The tendrils of flesh permeating through the rock, growing up beneath fractured buildings. Which vanishes.

Until the only awareness is one of orbiting a greater mass, a planet, a star. Distances are difficult to judge when organs are unreliable, non-existent. A giant spinning ball of bubbling matter. That grows, and grows. A cancer that crashed through to a fertile substrate, sucked back through the portal that birthed it.

A sense of self returns, with nausea, vertigo, an unending scream in the back of the mind. The awareness of an illness inside, the last slithering touch of an alien entity being pulled away. Like one's muscles are being flensed without breaking the skin. The unearthly light fades, replaced with true darkness and the sound of gravity, so long denied, re-asserting itself.

Merciful darkness returns, honest, pure, darkness of the bowels of Mother Ea. It's gone. The Flesh is gone. With it the framework holding the Hole together, it's collapsing.

Jinks manages to somehow enjoy the experience even less on the third pass. The immaculate liar confronted with the ultimate mythology of the Flesh and its impossibly finite and plastic nature. Perhaps the darkness is truth and the tiny pinpricks of light are only a joke.

But a joke's enough.

The kobold's feet come up off the ground as he rouses the armor's enchantment. Claws dig through the encroaching darkness to bundle up roiling shadow. He shapes it carefully-but-quickly and bends, sending the trotting pony across the space between he and Kira. It prances into a trot, growing into a nightmare of a draft horse, all spinning shadows and internal thunder.

"It's real," he promises. "(So real,)" the shadow-kobold reassures.

The little, scaled dandy is floating up now and considering Seyardu. Does she need a ride?

<pre>GAME: Jinks casts Shadow Conjuration. Caster Level: 15 DC: 25
<OOC> Jinks says, "Kira can choose to fail her Will save. If she does it's a Phantom Steed (as the spell of the same name). 100' base speed fly."</pre>

Seyardu is just turning back to see what Mikilos was doing when the world turned into, something. The makari wasn't sure, they weren't sure they wanted to figure it out. A return away from that twisted vision was a welcome relief, even if accompanied by an overwhelming urge to vomit. One urge that they're able to swallow, which is further unpleasant, as they blink and shake away everything.

"We need to leave now." The cleric urges. "Stay close to me, everyone. I can get us out of here if necessary, but we would need to travel back here." She shouts over to the others.

Mikilos takes a moment to sort himself out mentally. Two feet, two hands, one heart, roughly 15 meters of intestine, all accelerating at 9.8m/s^2.... wait.

The featherfall spell is cast too late to fully stop the fall, but does ward off a broken leg. Or neck.

A groan, a bit more sorting out, and a mage light glows near the elf's shoulder. "....everyone okay? Anybody dead, let us know..." And then the ceiling starts to rumble, and Adventuring instinct kicks in. "Crap, let's go, let's go, let's go! Gather in, grab hands, and hold on to your lunch!"

Kira may not be one to spill or rend it, but she has seen blood, flesh, organs. Mostly in the context of doing all she can to keep the important parts of others where they should be; supposed to be. This is ... so far removed from as to be utterly, overwhelmingly alien... and yet just familiar enough to make it... worse. She isn't as adept as Seyardu at holding her gorge. It isn't even a consolation that anything she gets on her clothing wouldn't be noticed with everything already there.

She fails to keep her lunch, but does reach out with a hand for the others. Anywhere but here seems a very very good place to be right now.

Teleportation is a signature spell, the sign of a powerful magic user. The trope of a powerful villian. The hallmark of a last second rescue. And sometimes, sometimes, it's a sideways lurch, a sudden jolt, and your stomach in your throat (NOT literally). But there's fresh air, and sky above, and the cracking and rumbeling of stone in the not too far distance.

Whatever rocks were clustered up on the ceiling have fallen, crashing all around in the darkness. The roof of the cavern is about to follow. The Hole is collapsing, clods of dirt, chunks of paving from far above join rocks dropping out of the crumbling earth.

"No. Any teleportation is an absolute last resort here." The cleric shouts, grabbing the woman a bit roughly, and dragging her on to the horse. "I do not want anyone turned into a pile of meat by any teleportation mishaps."

With that the cleric took to the skies with a shower of blood from the flapping of wings, keeping pace with the others exiting through physical means, in case she did need to risk any further magic.

Jinks' reptilian eyes watch Seyardu's jostling of Kira. He notes her reluctance to teleport. He grabs at the darkness again, cultivating an ovoid egg. He tosses it towards the makari cleric and a hatchling bursts free. It lands, devouring the distance at speeds as it grows into a waiting swiftclaw. It chuffs and dips, offering its back to the Seer.

"It's real," the bard reiterates. "(... as you or I,)" confirms the shadow.

Then, the tinkling of immaculate mithral links and the glittering man is up and out through the roof, snout leading the way up, up, and up into the open air. He floats there, arms out to either side, and he considers the remains of the town from his bird's-eye view.

<pre>GAME: Jinks casts Shadow Conjuration. Caster Level: 15 DC: 25</pre>

Teleportating is definitely the easier way out. Instant, precise, only a moment of feeling turned inside then out and the disorientation of dislocation.

Flying hundreds of feet up a collapsing hole makes for a strenuous comparison. Falling rocks are consistent hazards, impossible to avoid, and only narrowly non-fatal.

Clear, open air brings with it relief and the best vantage point so witness a small, localized earth-quake.

The town drops a good seventy feet at the centre. The crater spreads out two miles, a depression that seems punched in by some great hammer. A dish of a canyon with a fifteen foot drop edge delinating its borders and how far the corruption has spread beneath it.

The quake, the shake, the shockwave will be felt for miles. It has not escaped the Vouivre's attention, as she waits patiently as their safe distance. Nor has the unexpected absence of the Flesh. All three jolt, startled, staring silently as the soot and dust rises. They oversee the greatest charcoal pit in existence.

Yolo finally speaks first. "That's going to fill with water, isn't it? We didn't have much luck with a lake last time."

<pre>
<OOC> Ashes says, "MAP1 https://www.mipui.net/app/index.html?mid=m58chajy3a5"
<OOC> Braelnoir says, "Map link is here: https://www.mipui.net/app/index.html?mid=m1hz7yxop2n" (MAP2)

===================== Current Initiative Order - Round 7 =====================
---Init--Name------------AOO-Notes--------------------------------------------
24 Kira 1
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23 Jinks 1
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19 Seyardu 1
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>> 10 Mikilos 1 <<
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10 The Flesh 1
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<OOC> Braelnoir says, "https://www.mipui.net/app/index.html?mid=m3t8lhygeax" (MAP3)

Dinner with Friends

2022-11-05T17:25:52Z

Cryosanthia: Created page with "<div style="padding:5px; background-color:#e7eaea;"> == Log Info == *Title: Dinner with Friends *Emitter: Ashes *Characters: Ashes, Elyanna, Gadget, Zofija *Place: A07: Fernwood Pub *Time: Friday, November 04, 2022, 8:56 PM *Summary: Ashes is at the Fernwood Pub, pondering using her oracle cards and having dinner with her pets and familiar. Elyanna arrives, and unexpectedly Gadget enters as well. The three catch up on recent events, an odd vampire in the Soldier's Defens..."

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== Log Info ==
*Title: Dinner with Friends
*Emitter: Ashes
*Characters: Ashes, Elyanna, Gadget, Zofija
*Place: A07: Fernwood Pub
*Time: Friday, November 04, 2022, 8:56 PM
*Summary: Ashes is at the Fernwood Pub, pondering using her oracle cards and having dinner with her pets and familiar. Elyanna arrives, and unexpectedly Gadget enters as well. The three catch up on recent events, an odd vampire in the Soldier's Defense, Demon fires in the market, a haunted house. Ashes and Elyanna are still awaiting the trail to prove Delilah's innocence. Gadget's past is touched on lightly when Zofija arrives. The Mourner heals the Cavalier, and Ashes has to depart for evening prayers.</div>

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The common room of the Fernwood Pub dominates the inn, spacious and airy because of the high, vaulted ceiling. Ornately carved beams of dark, polished wood form a lattice overhead, supporting the arched roof two storeys above the floor. To the right of the double-door entry is a spiral staircase, winding upwards to a balcony that rings and overlooks the main area. Large windows at this level grant an excellent view of the river to the west and colorful market stalls to the north and east. An air of coziness is salvaged by keeping the pub dimly lit; parchment-shrouded mana lanterns hang at intervals from the base of the balcony, nestled amongst lush, magically propagated ivy and ferns that grow over this false demi-ceiling and the struts that support it.

The bar is sleek and simple, comprised of meticulously polished black lacquer. Tables are set under the darker niches formed by the balcony floor as well as on the balcony itself. A few are deliberately sized to accommodate halflings and gnomes, but the majority are meant for human-sized individuals. A large common table is on the main floor, set before a semi-circular stage situated against the western wall. Beside it, with pipes mounted upon the wall and running up past the balcony and almost to the ceiling, is a refurbished pipe organ made to look like the one lost when the Fernwood was destroyed during the Merkabah Siege.

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<pre>-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Appearing, in Order =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Ashes 5'11" 177 Lb Hobgoblin Female A somber arvec in grey clothes with a skull face.
Elyanna 5'11" 153 Lb Half-Arvek(?) Female A grim, Arvek-blooded woman in raven feathers.
Gadget 3'6" 38 Lb Gnome Female Beautiful and unnatural.
Zofija 5'8" 225 Lb Hobgoblin Female A well-dressed Arvek-Nar with a big hammer.
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Seated in the shadows under the stairs is an Arvek Nar with a skull face, grey skin, grey hair, grey clothes with white piping, and a blank expression. On the table in front of her is a small collection of her pets, a house centipede, a lizard, a doormouse and an owl.

She also has a plate of food, burritos on a bed of chips.

A deck of fortune cards sits nearby.

The doors swing in long enough to allow the arrival of the red hobkin, moving in that way of hers that leaves her cloak unparted from her figure. Her eyes scan the hall at large as she skirts the populous tables on her way toward the shadowed nook her friend-

Ah, there she is!

"Hello, Ashlee." Elyanna intones with her particular shade of warmth, "How are the burritos?"

She doesn't touch the fortune cards, yet. <goblin-talk>

"They're good. Carbuncle likes them." The ashen Arvec responds. Her white lizard is partially inside a burrito, covered in beans and cheese. Ashes is careful to cut a piece away from him. <goblin-talk>

The Mourner watches the red hob-kin sit and says, "You doing okay?" She runs her hand through her hair, "Now I'm sounding like Merek."

The Keeper's traverse continues with it's usual grace until she nears the Mourner's table, when her bare hand parts the raven feathers of her cloak to gently curl about the back of a chair, "May I join you?" she requests respectfully. <goblin-talk>

As Ashes notes the reptile's preferences, her steel eyes lock upon the twitching tortilla and Elyanna almost stifles a resultant snort.

Almost.

Gadget enters the pub with Mr. Jinglewidget making some monkey noises at her. 'Look,' she says at the monkey. 'I can feel your feelings. Trust me, I know EXACTLY how you feel. I used that for the day, though. Write it down, and we can discuss it.' She does hear some goblin-talk and looks around for the source. Upon seeing Ashes, she smiles and walks closer. "Oh, hello," she says. "I didn't realize you were here." <goblin-talk>

Ashes nods, first to Elyanna, and then a second time to Gadget. She raises her hand in a slight wave to Mr. Jinglewidget. "I am. They're letting us out of jail more often."

She looks at the empty spaces around the table, then back at the gnome. She decides to try her earlier phrase again, "You doing okay?"

The small owl on the table warbles eerilie, "WhooOooOooOoo?"

Elyanna dips her chin and begins to sidestep around the chair, though she hesitates and pivots to regard the new voice, and another animal companion.

Clearly, some miasmic humor in the Alexandrian air encourages keeping pets that can't....

Nevermind.

The red hobkin bows her head slightly with a soft, reserved, "Hello." before she turns back to settle into her claimed seat, angled some for a view of the entrance.

Gadget looks between the two and finally at the owl. She looks at the owl firmly, trying to understand it, which she could definitely do if it is one of those burrowing owls. Gnome magic is weird.

Mr. Jinglewidget jumps up onto a chair, then the table, then moves to where Ashes is sitting and gives her a hug. The monkey has a fondness for her after how much she worked on taking care of Gadget when the gnome needed it most.

Ashes embraces Mr. Jinglewidget, hugging him carefully and tight. Her embraces have improved, they are not the stiff efforts they once were. She even resists saying her typical consolation; it wouldn't be appropriate and it isn't as effective as she once imagined. "I missed you too."

The Mourner might even have missed Gadget, although her relationships with more complex beings are... more complex.

Releasing the capuchian, she tells him, "You can have some burritos if you want." Ashes faces Gadget, the skull marking dominates her face but she has some red roses added to her cheeks. "That's Dunny. He was a gift from a friend, Cor'lana."

Dunny obligingly hoots after being introduced, "WhoooOooooO?"

Elyanna allows the reunion to proceed without her intrusion, though she watches the exchange transpire with whatever curiousities (they are many) veiled behind her reserved poise.

A glance to the entrance, then, ere she catches the traverse of one of the waitstaff, when that same hand parts the folds of her cloak to flag the girl down.

Gadget shakes her head toward the owl. "Sorry, buddy. I'm not getting what you're saying." She looks at the burrito'd lizard. "You, too," she lets out. "You're both super cute, but my usual talking partners are mice and snakes and things that burrow." Mr. Jinglewidget makes some frustrated Monkey noises. "And monkeys once a day."

Chippen, the house centipede, briefly raises his head and waggles antennae at Gadget, then goes back to biting a bean. He's a little careful about being covered in cheese and sauce.

"I can talk to them with spells." Ashes says, taking a sip of water, "I don't often."

She watches as her pets work on the food. She's either abandoned the plate to them or doesn't mind sharing, likely the latter. Her head turns, she faces Gadget.

"We're still involved with a murder. There are assassins after us." She gestures at Elyanna, "it's been a while."

Her gaze drifts to the gnome's limbs, "Did you enhance those?"
Elyanna gives another little nod as she's indicated by Ashes, then turns her attention to the server who arrives to attend them.

"Pheasant, if you have it, and a porter, if you please." she intones smoothly.

Back to the table, she looks the others over, then spares a look doorward.

Gadget beams as she notices the centipede. "Chippen!" she says. She reaches out and gently strokes its head with a thumb. Probably not super pleasant coming from the metallic surface, but the affection and carefulness is there. "How you doin', buddy?" She then turns to look at her other hand, which she clenches into a fist and relaxes a few times. "I don't remember," she says. "I mean, besides getting them."

She looks at Mr. Jinglewidget. "Did we upgrade my bits?" The monkey talks to her. "Uh huh," she says, nodding some. "Right," she continues, nodding again. "Mmhmm," she says as he continues monkey noises at her. She suddenly shakes her head no. "No, you know better than that. I can't understand a word you're saying. Write it down, ya goober."

The monkey looks grumpy and reaches out, plucking a pad of paper and a writing utensil from somewhere under Gadget's cloak, then starts scribbling out actually pretty good-looking calligraphy. However, that takes time, so Gadget patiently waits.

Chippen bumps against Gadget's finger, making a 'tink', following with a loop around her wrist before returning to the table. He doesn't seem to follow the conversation between the gnome and the monkey.

"I healed everyone in the Soldier's Defense." Ashes says, "Mostly. It went all right. Elyanna helped."

"We caught a vampire." She looks at Elyanna, "Right?"

There's a subtle hint of bemusement at being reminded of that affair, but Elyanna nods, "One quite far from home, practically debasing herself for nourishment."

She almost sounds embarassed by proxy.

The mechanical miscelenae at play with the gnome's movements catch her eye for a moment, but she makes no direct issue of it before the scribing simian piques an eyebrow.

"I see," Gadget says with a nod. "And here's me being almost killed by crawling hands." She looks at Chippen. "What a world, huh?"

Chippen bobs his head, then dips into the bean sauce. Ashes reaches out and runs a finger along his back. "There's not much else."

"The Temple of Vardama sent people to deal with a haunted house." Her voice is monotone, but it's clear the mourner wished she had been given that task. Her ghost handling methods are unorthodox, occasionally draining.

"A demon set fire to the streets outside." She avoided those festivities too. "Does Mr. Jinglewidget want something to eat?"

"There are more troubling ends." the red woman remarks matter of factly, sharing, perhaps genetically, the Mourner's gift for small talk.

On the upside, she doesn't go to the trouble of describing any.

Instead, "I had not heard about these." she notes, then, "When was this?"

Gadget looks at him, but he's nodding. It's pretty clear to understand. He also holds up the writing, which Gadget reads to herself. "Aside from tweaking and artifice stuff, this is apparently all stock." She flexes a fist, as much as her clicking arm can do so. There's a twang as she releases the tension in those clockwork springs and gears. "So, no, I guess."

"There's a stew, it has meat and vegetables, if he wants both." Ashlee suggests, glancing at Elyanna, "There's also pheasant. Or he can have some burrito."

"The Haunted house was four days ago, the demon fires, a week. Miri told me about them." She explains, taking another sip of water.

The Keeper nods, eyes narrowing a moment or two in thought, then, "I see..." she murmurs softly. <goblin-talk>

There is a glance to the curious interactions of the gnome and the monkey, when she blinks and straightens some in her seat, scanning along the ceiling.

Of course, that wasn't the sound of a knife clearing leather under her cloak.

It was the inn settling.

Elyanna's bewilderment and chastisement(?) erodes to a sort of uncertainty, and she tentatively speaks aloud, "We were saving an innocent, though the matter is unresolved, Mother. I'd expect you would be pleased... I will... have more information, soon." <Jotun>

Naturally ruddy of complexion, it's hard for most to tell if the halfbreed is blushes as she rises to her feet, flipping a gold coin onto the table, "I have been... remiss, and things have come due, best I... see to them, now. Well met, then, and good evening."

"I'll be at our lodgings in a while. Enjoy yourselves." <goblin-talk>

And, with that, the Keeper turns on her heel to power walk into the Alexandrian night.

"Stew's fine," Gadget says. Mr. Jinglewidget protests with angry monkey noises. Gadget reaches out and gently boops his nose, though her finger extends over his lips as well. "Write. It. Down," she calmly and slowly enunciates to him. He begins scribbling again, making very clear lines with his writing utensil.

Ashlee remembers to wave as Elyanna rises, then watch her exit. She turns next to consider her plate of food, attempting to discern a portion of it that has not seen traffic from her various friends and familiar. Finding a spot of burrito, she cuts it off with a fork.

It is part-way to her mouth when Dunny intercepts the morsel, delicately snapping it free. The Mourner lets her fork hang there for a moment, then returns to the plate. Her action is repeated; as is Dunny's.

She turns to watch the monkey writing, "What does he want, if not stew?"

Speaking of arvek-nar, vampires and blood loss-

A rather confused looking cavalier is at the door when Elyanna leaves, almost as ashen as the mourner was, but not looking naturally occurring. They blink once, before rubbing the back of their neck once as the enter, quickly finding where Ashlee was and breaking into a grin.

"Well I'll be, good to see you relaxing!" They exclaim. "And good to see you Ash, and whoever this is with you. Is that your familiar? Never seen a monkey writing before."

"WhooOoOoOooo?" Dunny emits his eerie hoot.

"That's Zofija. She's Screech's Owner." Ashes answers.

"WhoooOoOoOoo?" Dunny warbles again. He's staring at an empty fork, hovering in the air.

"This is Gadget, and Mr. JingleWidget. They're artificers. You just met them." Ashes introduces them again.

"WhooOooOoOoO?" Dunny calls once more.

"I'm Mourner Ashlee Ciaradh. You know that Dunny." The ashen arvec finally dips the fork down to bring up more food and silence her owl. "Do you need healing Zofija?"

"I received training to be a wizard," Gadget says. "Truth be told, though, I never really did get the hang of all that stuff." She looks when Mr. Jinglewidget holds up her notebook which he has written in. She looks slightly surprised. "Really?" Gadget asks. "Then why didn't you tell me?"

The monkey puts his hands on his hips and taps his foot on the table impatiently as his head lilts to the side, eyes half-lidded. That's a lot of sass for such a cute monkey. "Well, come on, then," his owner says, tapping her shoulder. As Mr. Jinglewidget clambers over to sit on Gadget's shoulders, she says, "Apparently, Mr. Jinglewidget wants a sandwich from that one place in Goblin Town we eat at sometimes. I appreciate the offer, but my monkey has spoken, and he's been good, lately, so I'll reward him."

"Yes, it's me, you've met me before, am I that forgettable?" The cavalier grunts with mock indignation before she shakes her head. "Ah, don't worry about it, you'll get it eventually. Should leave some food for Ash though, she needs to eat too."

"That so? My brother's training to be a wizard too." The arvek-nar chuckles. "Got a real knack for it. I know how it is, sometimes my griffon will feel like eating nothing but fresh goat when you've got a bunch of fish for them, but making sure they eat is important."

She waves off the offer. "Don't worry about it, Ash, nothing to be done with more healing, just need to work on the blood loss." She grunts, waving over a server to order some water. "I'll be right as rain in no time."

Dunny is silenced by the constant addition of food.

Ashes nod once, acknowledging the health update and dietary complications of a Griffon with, "Ok."

"There are a bunch of good goblin food trucks." She hasn't been to Goblintown in a while. "Are you heading there now?"

Gadget nods. "Yeah," she says. "Mr. Jinglewidget took care of me for a long time. I figure he's earned the right to dictate meals, sometimes."

"Yeah, lots of good food stalls out in goblintown if you know where to look, and where not to look. Some of them can get a bit inventive with their filler products, and it's never a good time." Zofija nods. "You were taken care of by your familiar? Must be a story there somehow, But I don't fault you if it's not one you want to share with someone you just met. Ash mentioned it already, but the name is Zofija, people call me Zofi usually."

Ashes looks between Zofija and Gadget, "He has. He's a good monkey."

The thought crosses her mind: should she warn Gadget that any 'monkey meat' she finds in the food stalls is not meat-for-monkeys? She decides it's not necessary, Zofija has already given a general warning, Gadget is smart. It will be fine.

"He was very brave and protective."

There are other details she could share, but decides, it's the gnome's tale to tell and she doesn't want to be rude. Instead, she reassures Gadget, "I'll be out more."

Gadget says, "I am going to head out. Thanks for the company Ashes." Glittery gnome and capuchin monkey depart.

"Well, those are both good qualities to have, I would say." The cavalier grins. Even if not directed at her, Zofi smiled a bit wider, and pat the mourner on one shoulder , once she was sure she wouldn't harm any animals in the process. "I'm glad to hear that, really. Getting out, relaxing, enjoying yourself, it's important. You work yourself really hard Ash, but you need to take care of yourself, too."

"I don't." Ashlee says, without specifying which, although all things could apply. She doesn't relax, enjoy herself, work really hard or take care of herself. Escaping the jail more often is new.

Not that she's locked in, but the 'protective' custody was turning into 'punishing' custody.

"Eat meat, for your blood." She suggests, then opens up her satchel. She brings out a small bag. "This is an edible iron powder."

Zofija says, "I suppose I'm not in the best space to be lecturing you about taking care of yourself, am I?" The Arvek-nar chuckles as she catches the waitress who returned with her water. "One steak and kidney pie please." She orders before they are off again. The cavalier takes a long drink, and sighs. "If you're offering, I won't turn it down, Ash. Not sure what you're saying you don't do, but if you ever need help, don't hesitate to ask. I care about seeing you do well, you know.""

"We need the Paladins and the Seer to catch the murderer." Ashes says, "then go to trial."

She thinks things over, pulls her Holy Symbol out of her satchel, sets it on the table. She rattles off some prayers in monotone, "Feiu of the Tears, restore Zofija's health. Feiu of the Tears, restore her physically. Feiu of the Tears, heal Zofija fully. Feiu of the Tears, Calm Zofija's emotions."

A coldness surrounds the Arvek Nar, a clammy, grave-like sensation fills her. As it drains away, afflictions and illnesses go as well, leaving only a strange numbness of muted emotions.

"That should fix everything."

The cavalier glances at the holy symbol for a moment, but before she can protest, the mourner is listing off all oh her prayers, and Zofija closes her eyes, letting out a sigh of relief as the color returns to her skin. "I'm not sure why the calming of emotions was necessary, but thank you, I'm a lot less tired Ash." They say with a smalk smile. "It's too bad I need severe blood loss to get nice gray skin like yours."

"Catching a murderer, then you'll be okay you mean? I hope so Ash, I want to see you happy."

"Merek uses the spell a lot." The Mourner explains, it is an odd endorsement. The man is often distant, seemingly in another world. The spell mutes most feelings, "It doesn't do much for me."

She's not the most expressive. Ashes glances at her plate, mostly devoured, none of it her doing, then looks back at Zofija. Her skull marking obscures expressions she might make, but those are rare incidents.

"Delilah was framed for Murder. She was convicted. We stopped the execution, but were wanted. We had to find the real killer, and the hostage she took."

"We rescued the hostage. When we have the assassin, we can get Delilah free. She's in jail for real." The Mourner shrugs a little, "We weren't much. Elyanna, Me, and her sister. We're all she had. Honest Monsters."

"The spell has it's place Ash, especially when dealing with the sick and injured, and their tensions are running high. But for me, I guess I'm just happy to see you." The cavalier grunts, smiling to the mourner slightly again. "Maybe you need to practice smiling, or find some things to bring you joy. Then it might do more."

The smile vanishes as Ashes continues. At least the spell suppressed any anger she had at the story. "Sounds like a lot happened that shouldn't have, to reach that point. If there's anything that I can do to help with your friend, I'll do what I can." Zofija nods slowly before her food arrives. She sniffs once, and cuts it in half, spooning it onto the mourner's plate. "Eat, you're still thin, Ash. Is that why you called yourself a monster? Ely too? I still don't see it at all."

"No. It's something else." Ashlee says. She doesn't want to explain simple prejudices and complex social constructs, and nature, and in Elyanna's case, a large chunk of nurture. The changing legal status of various humanoids in Alexandria is also not a topic she wants to talk about, despite knowing some things.

"You can come to the trial." The Mourner suggests. It could help, whenever it will be. She doesn't smile but there is a hint of emotion in her voice, "Or the second escape."

She summarizes her feelings, "I thought of moving back to Blar," and concludes with a shrug, "it's dark everywhere."

"Well, whatever the something else is, I hope you and Ely can move past it. Neither of you are monsters, and I want you both to see that, as your friend." Zofija grunts, spearing some pastry on a fork and taking a large bite. "Of course I'd come support you and Ely at a trial, if it would help. Even if just a show of force." Zofi nods. "And if it's a show of force, that too. I don't want to see you or your friends wrongly imprisoned."

The simple statement made the cavalier blink, and tilt her head. "Back to Blar? You sure?" She asks. "It's your choice at the end of the day, but, seems a lot of bad was there for you, Ash."

"It's bad everywhere." Ashlee says, "It's more hidden here."

She pokes at her plate, "I have to go to Vespers." It's not clear if she's talking to her pets or Zofija, although each of her menagerie is getting a tap with the back of her fork. She slides her fortune telling cards into her satchel and holds it open for the others to climb in.

Minnie and Carbuncle do, with Dunny flying to her shoulder and Chippen surrounding her neck. Ashlee faces Zofija, "I have to go."

"I'll see you later."

"True but, at least dunno. Maybe I'm just letting my own experiences cloud my thoughts. The arvek-nar grunts. "Just where you'd like to be, that's important."

"Vespers? Never heard of it." Zofija notes, glancing to all animals. "Was good to see you for a bit, out again." The cavalier pats Ashlee on her owl free shoulder, and nods. "See you later Ash, I'll look forward to it. And remember to take care of yourself, alright?"

"It's evening prayers," The Mourner says, as she stands and starts for the door. She nods once, "I will," and slips into the night.

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==Dramatis Personae==

'''Ashes''', ''A somber arvec in grey clothes with a skull face.''
<br>She has a skull for a face.

On second glance it is a tattoo, white on her warm grey skin. Her nose is a coal black patch while her hair is a lighter, cooler grey. The hair has wavy, thick strands that clump together. Piercings and other decorations enhance her markings, creating a sugar skull, a festive death. Ashlee Ciaradh is not festive. She is a quiet, somber Arvec Nar. A little creepy. It's the way the hollows around her eyes are emphasized, her stare. The heavy jaw with all the teeth tattoos.

There's a chill around her, one unlike that caused by cold weather. A quietness of the tomb. Her clothes are dark, a short half-jacket over a shirt with dark slacks. She has a very battered bag slung over her shoulder, one that seems older than she is.

'''Elyanna''', ''A grim, Arvek-blooded woman in raven feathers.''
<br>Tall, lean and dark, she stands most of six feet, skin a rich, cinnabar tone with a splash of carmine freckles across her cheeks and bridge of her nose. Her face is broad beneath her thick brows and widows' peak, with well defined cheekbones and a firm jaw. Her demeanor is solemn around harrowed steel eyes, though in the odd case of a smile, her teeth are those of a predator. Her hair is raven black, bangs parted by a burnished steel band to frame her face, and the rest allowed to flow to her beltline behind her. Should she speak, she does so in a contralto voice, her accent unmistakably that of Bludgun.

An ankle length cloak of raven feathers, almost matching her hair but for texture, with a fringed leather mantlet layered over that shrouds a chain shirt. The chain is polished to a almost mirror shine with a black suit of cloth, reinforced at the joints with matte leather, under. At her waist, a rectangular, fluted buckler hangs from a clasp on her crimson belt over her left hip, the coils of a whip braided of various hues of hair, to the silver tresses of it's popper, rides on her right on the scabbard of a Blarite falchion, while a punching dagger that curls like a fang is tucked at her back. Polished black leather and blued steel chased in copper make up the gauntlet that sheaths her right forearm, matched by reinforced boots that fold back at the knee. The closest she gets to accessories is the afformentioned steal headband, crafted to resemble a braided leather band with a central 'strand' of polished bronze interlaced with the rest.

'''Gadget''', ''Beautiful and unnatural.''
<br>It's hard to mistake the gnomish beauty for anything else. Her beautifully kept, loose curls of golden hair frame her youthful, feminine features. Most of her face is flawless, without blemish or even a freckle. She has a cute, button nose and full, pouty lips. The exception to the flawless beauty lies in her eyes. Her eyes are each a solid piece of pure moonstone. Any light shining into them give them a ghostly, blue color intermixed with the paleness.

Below the woman's face is a slender, feminine neck that flows gracefully toward the velvet of her dress. Wine-red velvet hugs her busty chest, keeping her quite modestly covered before disappearing under shining steel at her shoulders and brown leather of a laced corset beneath her underbust. The red velvet of the woman's dress flows out from under her corset and drapes over her legs to just above her ankles.

Gadget's limbs appear to be normal arms and legs sleeved in plate armor. When one listens closely, the sound of gears whirring and clicking can be heard whenever they move. The reflective, steel plates are shined to a mirror finish and wrapped with an aged brass filligree studded in certain locations with decorative moonstone.

There is an ever-present capuchin monkey somewhere nearby.

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A Gnoment in Time, Part 8

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Cryosanthia: Created page with "<div style="padding:5px; background-color:#e7eaea;"> == Log Info == *Title: A Gnoment in Time, Part 8 *Emitter: Whirlpool *Characters: Skielstregar, Paenitia, Ravenstongue, Vaera, Lyme *Place: Alexandros Wilderness, the Felwood *Time: Thursday, November 03, 2022, 10:00 PM *Summary: Cor'lana and Farland make geomancy adjustments to the area, while Paenitia, Vaera, Skielstregar and Lyme stand guard. Something forces vile corruption into a nearby treant, and it awakens. As..."

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== Log Info ==
*Title: A Gnoment in Time, Part 8
*Emitter: Whirlpool
*Characters: Skielstregar, Paenitia, Ravenstongue, Vaera, Lyme
*Place: Alexandros Wilderness, the Felwood
*Time: Thursday, November 03, 2022, 10:00 PM
*Summary: Cor'lana and Farland make geomancy adjustments to the area, while Paenitia, Vaera, Skielstregar and Lyme stand guard. Something forces vile corruption into a nearby treant, and it awakens. As Cor'lana taps into her Fey heritage to speak with the tree, Paenitia charges with her lance, and Vaera blows it apart. The battle is over before it started. Farland is in shock, staring at the ground, saying it is a dead zone. A flash of light blinds Paenitia and Lyme with horrific visions. Ramirez must be led away. As they attempt to escape, they are beset by Ravens.</div>

<pre>-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Appearing in Order =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Ravenstongue 5'0" 99 Lb Half-Elf Female Short half-elf girl with violet eyes and black hair.
Lyme 7'2" 435 Lb Orc Butch Black-skinned oruch of suitable stature
Vaera 7'0" 262 Lb Sith-Makar Female A tall, dark red Makari with a metallic leg.
Skielstregar 7'2" 330 Lb Sith-Makar Male A brilliantly silver scale with fangs and empty eyes.
Paenitia 3'0" 34 Lb Halfling Female A Lucht knight, dark skinned in bold feathery finery.
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-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= On Far Patrol -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Dirk 4'11" 295 Lb Mountain Dwarf Male A rugged old dwarf, dressed for the outdoors.
Zyla 7'5" 310 Lb Giantborn Female Massive woman in simple clothing and robes.
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-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= NPCs of Note =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Farland Gnome Male Associate of Griva, Resurrectionist, Wizard
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-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= As the GM -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Whirlpool Otyugh I am stinky!
-=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--</pre>

==Previously==

''Deep in the Felwood, a safe distance away from the battle with the moss dragon, Cor'lana and Farland discuss the issues with the ley-lines and the Magus Point. Farland believes the landscape itself is corrupted and will need to be fixed. The moss dragon was a consequence, so this is something the expedition will have to do.''

''They return to the location, Vaera and Paenitia fortify it while Cor'lana and Farland enact some hedgewizard horticulture.''

''"The ancient dwarves used to practice a kind of sacred geomancy," Farland explains. "It's a lost art today, but some of the principles were absorbed by Rune. This geomancy can be used to help ease the way mana flows through a particular ley-line. Think of it as beavers and a dam. We're supporting healthy magical ecology in an area where that's been disrupted somehow."''

''Indeed, as the work continues over several hours, all is going well..''

''It's so quiet, every little sound is enhanced.''

''Even the trees ... which makes the rasping creaking sounds.''

''Rasp, creak. Rasp, creak. Rasp, creak.''

''Farland lets out a breath, nodding to Cor'lana. "I think we've done what we can. I'm going to tap the magus point here now, try to draw off some of the excess magical energy. We'll infuse it into ourselves, and maybe we can see what happens."''

''Then he tree next to him opens its eyes...''

==Now==

"Hola!" Paenitia calls out cheerfully, "Are you the friendly wooden man?"

She readies her lance, in case he isn't. Ramirez seems confused.

Cor'lana's eyes go wide just as the tree-entity's eyes open. "I can speak," she says, her hand going to the curuchuil mark on her chest. She takes a step forward, takes a breath...

And speaks.

"Tree spirit, we are travelers in your woods who seek to heal the wound here in your land. We are not here to harm." <Sylvan>

Pothy, meanwhile, looks uneasy on Cor'lana's shoulders. He doesn't like this. He doesn't like any of this.

Skiel's doesn't exactly get what Farland is talking about, him scratching his head as he watches things get corrected and inscribed.

He looks over to the tree, him blinking. "... isss thisss... erm... part of the sacred geo... mee tree?"

Vaera doesn't raise her thunderbelcher any, but she doesn't stay completely relaxed either as she takes a step back to regard the tree that was looking at them.

"If they're friendly, then all the better, it may be able to explain what is going on here." The red makari chuffs. "I will not count on it however, but the others putting their best foot forward has a much better chance of success, I would think."

".... nope this is bad," is what Farland says, cautiously, "... probably bad," he corrects.

The tree's face has 'eyes' and those eyes are leaking a steady stream of foul black sap.

It is staring st you. Things creak as roots tear from the misty earth.

"He is crying the black sap of despair. These are the wounded eyes that will look on none with love." The Red Knight says, digging her heels in and urging Ramirez to backup. Enough room for a short charge, she lowers her lance.

"Wooden tree-man, I am Sister Paenitia. I have not charge the windmills, but you will do." She lowers her lance, "You will do."

<pre><OOC> Paenitia says, "well that was a swift to challenge, so then charge if I can unless someone tells me to stop."
<OOC> Whirlpool says, "Does anyone want to stop Paenitia?"
<OOC> Ravenstongue was going to activate Blood Pact T5 - Ethereal Tongues and deal 1 nonlethal damage to myself to try and talk to the tree, but Pae can get her charge off!
<OOC> Skielstregar doesnt stop her since things are breaking out of the ground
GAME: Paenitia rolls weapon31+4: (8)+14+4: 26
GAME: Paenitia rolls damage31+10: aliased to 1d6+3+10: (5)+3+10: 18
GAME: Paenitia rolls damage31+10: aliased to 1d6+3+10: (3)+3+10: 16
GAME: Paenitia rolls damage31+10: aliased to 1d6+3+10: (6)+3+10: 19, "total 53, magic"</pre>

Glancing at her companions, seeking either approval or a reason to delay, and finding none with her trusty steed growing increasingly squirmy as he plays footsy with things emerging from the ground, Paenitia chooses to attack. The little lucht digs in her heels, Ramirez caws, and the pair surge forward as she braces her lance.

She seeks a burl, or a gall, a possible concentration of the contagion within the tree. That might be one! The lance point stabs into bark, plunging deep as they veer off to the side.

<pre><OOC> Ravenstongue says, "Heeeey speaking of time... Gonna cast haste on the gang and hope for the best."
GAME: Ravenstongue rolls Spellcraft: (1)+14: 15 (EPIC FAIL)
<OOC> Ravenstongue says, "REROLLING."
GAME: Ravenstongue rolls Spellcraft: (13)+14: 27
<OOC> Whirlpool says, "AWWWW, Fffffffffffine, Haste works for now ;)"
GAME: Ravenstongue casts Haste. Caster Level: 12 DC: 19</pre>

With Paenitia's charge into the tree, any time for diplomacy is gone. Cor'lana hisses a little under her breath. "Suppose talking wouldn't have helped, anyway," she mutters. "I mean, we're in the Felwood..."

Time for diplomacy? No. Time for magic. Cor'lana's strangely getting accustomed to dealing with the unstable nature of magic here, and so with the weave of spellwork around her fingers and the incantations falling from her lips, she manages to successfully quicken her allies.

<pre><OOC> Vaera says, "I'm going to spice it up, and try shooting the tree"
GAME: Vaera rolls 1d20+12-3: (5)+12+-3: 14
GAME: Vaera rolls 1d20+12-3: (20)+12+-3: 29 (THREAT)
GAME: Vaera rolls 1d20+12-3: (6)+12+-3: 15 (Confirmed)
GAME: Vaera rolls 1d20+12-3: (6)+12+-3: 15
GAME: Vaera rolls 1d20+12-3: (20)+12+-3: 29 (THREAT)
GAME: Vaera rolls 1d20+7+1-3: (12)+7+1+-3: 17 (Confirmed)
<OOC> Skielstregar says, "versus touch too, since gun"
<OOC> Whirlpool says, "And forgot it 3was a gun yeah. All of it hits due to touch AC! ...yep, all confirmed."
<OOC> Whirlpool says, "I mean, even though treants have dr 10/slashing, you're garaunteed some significant damage because gun."
GAME: Vaera rolls 4d12+32+4+4: (24)+32+4+4: 64
GAME: Vaera rolls 4d12+32+4+4: (38)+32+4+4: 78
GAME: Vaera rolls 1d12+8+1+1: (11)+8+1+1: 21
GAME: Vaera rolls 1d12+8+1+1: (5)+8+1+1: 15
<OOC> Whirlpool says, "178 damage. xD"
<OOC> Whirlpool says, "Vaera blows apart the tree trunk XD"</pre>

Well, it did not seem intent on talking. Paenitia seemed to have determined some manner of sickneess in the tree, and the lucht seemed set on combatting the foe.

Vaera was not going to waste any further time, as they take aim at the spot Dame Paenitia spotted. Perhaps it was the ambient magical disturbances in the air, but the thunderbelcher let loose with a crackling noise as it bored straight through the holes made by the lucht's lance, followed by a trio of shots hastened by Ravenstongue's magic, each causing further splintering around the hole until it was as wide as the trunk was, sending it toppling backwards.

"No time to worry now, so Farland, please finish what you came here to do." The red makari chuffs.

Violet eyes and sky-blue raven eyes blink. Sloooowly, Cor'lana turns to look at Pothy, and then back at Vaera and the very dead treant.

"Umm. Well," Cor'lana says in the silence that follows, "should we... proceed, sir Farland? Err. Mister Farland? Magister Farland? I don't think I ever got a proper form of address."

"Snack feeder," Pothy helpfully suggests in Cor'lana's voice.

"Everyone's a snack feeder to you, Pothy," Cor'lana says with a groan.

Skielstregar is about to burst into action, but his Chiuaa and Paentia make short work of the building problem. "Uhh..." He lowers his weapon, the blade of the polearm clouding in its gleam. Seems like it was confused too. "... that... thisss one isss impressed by both."

The halberd leans over and closes his hanging maw with a >clack<.

"... yesss, we can continue...?"

"That is the good shot, Friend Dragon!" Paenitia nods, tipping the brim of her wide helm. "I have know him only as Farland, though I am sure there is the title somewhere."

Titles are thick as flies sometimes.

Ramirez meanwhile appears confused, staring at the shattered treant. There was a thing there before.

Lyme just stands and stares, his mouth open. He'd been reaching for the hilt of his sword when it was all over.

Farland blinks his eyes, slowly.

"...did ... did that tree explode?" he asks after a moment.

"It certainly exploded," Cor'lana says, looking at Farland. "So, what now? Where do we go from here? Are you and I doing more magic things, or..."

"Sna--" Pothy gets shushed. He hangs his head. No snacks.

"Watch the ground, watch the trees, for more of the strange awakenings." Paenitia advises the mage-guards, as she and Ramirez patrol the perimeter. "Let us know when the time is to go, Farland, when the geology corrections are work fully."

Skielstregar shakes his head, giving Vaera another approving and happy look before stepping back to guad.

"No, the tree did not explode. It's right there, behind the stump where it was." Vaera chuffs. "And there is no guarantee that it will be so easy a second time, nor a guarantee that was the last of them. So please, focus on the task at hand, let us do our jobs, but also do yours."

Farland stares a moment longer before he lets out a breath.

... and then he blinks his eyes and yells, "EVERYBODY DOWN!"

See, thre's this speck of light in the tree trunk, and it jkust suddenly expands and explodes *upwards* in a gigantic pillar of light.

<pre>GAME: Vaera rolls reflex: (7)+10: 17
GAME: Skielstregar rolls reflex: (15)+7: 22
GAME: Ravenstongue rolls Reflex: (14)+8: 22
GAME: Paenitia rolls reflex: (2)+7: 9
GAME: Lyme rolls ref: (11)+3: 14
<OOC> Whirlpool says, "Only PAen and Lyme have failed so far! Would either of you like a reroll?"
<OOC> Lyme says, "Naw ;) Let the chips fall"
<OOC> Paenitia says, "No reroll"
GAME: Whirlpool rolls 1d6: (5): 5
GAME: Whirlpool damaged your wisdom for 5 points. 5 total damage.</pre>

There are shapes in the light, horrific ones. Horrible demonic faces and visages, things beyond words and sanity. Unbelievable sights so strong as to strike one blind by the intensighty of it.

The stream of light continues for a moment and then, when it ends, there is silence.

The mist around your feet seems to have dissipated, at least.

Lyme doubles over, fingers pressing into his eyes, shrieking wordlessly for as long as his breath allows.

Paenitia squeaks, an unexpected high pitched cry of alarm. She goes still in the saddle. Her expression completely hidden by her Smiling Man visor.

Beneath her, Ramirez shifts uncomfortably, his tail fanned, as he gouges the ground and stares at nothing.

Skielstregar shields his eyes and ducks as instructed, him flinching from the explosion of light. Just as he's about to recover, the others are screaming. "Paenitia! Lyme!" he yells in surprise, waffling a bit on what to do.

Vaera, rather put off by everything else that had happened recently, dives for the dirt, shielding her eyes and nose from whatever might be present. The hunter snorts and stands back up after a moment, turning around to see those that got the brunt of whatever had just happened. "You are alright Skielstregar? And you, Paenitia and Lyme?" She asks, before turning to Farland. "If you can still do your work, let us know. I am not risking the lives of everyone here if we linger overlong."

<pre>GAME: Ravenstongue rolls Spellcraft: (12)+14: 26</pre>

"Oh! Oh no!" Cor'lana exclaims, looking rapidly between Lyme and Paenitia as she uncovers her eyes now that the light is gone. She looks between the two and goes up to Paenitia first, with Pothy going over to Lyme. "Madame Paenitia, if you can understand me, do you need magical aid? That was a magic light..."

"What she said," Pothy says in a mimic of Cor'lana's voice as he lands by Lyme's feet.

Lyme has trailed off into sobs and mutters, instead of screaming, as his fingers start to explore his eyes. Poke poke, no, they're still intact. "I... I can't see."

"There the horrific shapes in the light. Demonic faces, beyond the words and sanity." Paenitia finally says. "That sneak into the mind, and unwind it from within."

She laughs, too long, "The good news, I no longer have the working eyes. Ramirez too, you are blind?"

"Heehee, he is blind also." She slams her lance back into the sheath. "Now is the time to fly into the windows."

"Finish your work. I do not come out here and go blind for this task to be done a second time." She adds.

Skielstregar blinks. And reaches out, "This one can he-"

The habit is die hard. His hand falls to the way side as he sighs. "This one is sorry you three have had this happen. Both at what your have seen and are enduring. Thisss one can guide you three while we finish here."

Vaera looks to the two, to Skielstregar, and the red makari runs one hand down their face. "Stay close to us then, until this work is done. Attach an additional lead to Ramirez's harness, so he may be guided out of here if necessary. Perhaps Lyme should ride, as well."

"If there is anything we can do to help finish this, please speak up now."

Farland is staring at the ground.

There's a sense that the air is less ... oppressive here, now, for whatever reason. It's interesting.

Farland is just staring at the ground still, though. Quietly.

Cor'lana frowns deeply, and she looks around at the group. "Is anyone able to treat Paenitia and Lyme's eyes while Farland and I finish what's to be done here?" she asks. "I wish I could heal the both of you, but I don't have that talent." There's a real pain in her voice as she admits it. She /wants/ to help her allies, her friends--but she can't. For all of her magic, she can't.

"Here are the reins. Take." The little knight flips them over her hippogryphs head, letting them dangle down. "Ramirez. You will follow. Let Friend Dragon guide."

She twists around on her seat, pulling a small buckler off her saddle, holding it in place of her lance. She has two shields now, and bangs them together, "Haha! The opportunity for the two shields is now!"

Skielstregar looks back to Vaera and shrugs before seeing Farland. He steps over, draws a line to where Farland is staring, then claws at the dirt with his large taloned foot to dig a bit as the reins are passed off to him.

Lyme's breathing is starting to slow, but his fingers still press at his face. Shoulders rise and fall, as he tries to control his breathing, his panic. "If you want me to ride, you'll have to bring me to the mount."

"Listen. It's quiet now," says Farland, gesturing around. "Somethins is wrong. The Felwood's curse is ancient magic, powerful magic and it's ... gone, I think, in this spot. For now. Probably not for long. We need to go," he adds, "The forces of the dark magics that it gives life to are probably already on our way."

Flight, yes, but while multiple members of the party are blind. Not gonna be fun.

"Ramirez has the wide, strong back. He can carry Lyme." The Red Knight leans forward, patting the neck of her Ivory Steed, "You are the most brave. The best, the most handsome. Friend Dragon will pull, you follow."

She nuzzles him, rubbing her helmet against his feathers, "Keep the wings in, the tail down, or you will sweep the forest of twigs and leaves."

Skielstregar huffs at hearing that, him leading Rameriez over to Lyme and assisting them up to mount. "Then we go," he rumbles cautiously.

Cor'lana's brows furrow at Farland's explanation for what's just happened. "The curse is... gone?"

It takes a few moments to register, and then she just nods. "For a time," she adds. Her body language relaxes as she sighs. "Let's go before we attract any attention from... other forces."

She moves forward with the group, keeping a cautious eye out. Who knows what twisted and malevolent fey might think her and Pothy to be... well... snacks.

Lyme climbs on to... whatever is presented, "ah, Ramirez." He carefully alights, as best he can, still shivering as he does so.

"Do not worry Lyme, we can clank the tin cups on the Temple steps." Paenitia says cheerfully, too cheerfully. Encased in adamantine armour, full plate, with a helm that'd down and fixed with a crazy expression, her real emotions remain well hidden. "The worry of clean clothes is gone."

"So, we do not do what we came here to do?" Vaera asks with another snort. "Sorry Paenitia, you may need to return, but we will prepare for any potential blindness next time. Farland is right, I could see how bright it was even turned away, it will be a beacon to anything dangerous in the area to investigate."

"I will tell Sir Faranmidahn to come, the next time. She has the magic eyes, the magic skill to be useful. My mount eat all the food and is sick on the trail. I run about in my underclothes, having to be save from the Invisible Stalker. These not the tales of the valiant knight." The little lucht says.

"I know you need the laugh, and Tarien have the great time too, but when you come again, I will not bring the giggles. I spend my gold to get the goggles for the dark, not the blindness. Next it will be not having the protection for the ears from songs of madness. Or smells."

She laughs suddenly, "Ha, we already have that one too, the smells, with the pollen."

Skielstregar gives a small sigh, glancing at the two shield welding knight. He's quiet, collecting his thoughts on the matter as they start to vacate the area. Then.

"The tales of the Knight are not always valiant. There are many, many things between the peaks and valleys. Such stories fail to capture the small moments like these. And these small moments teach us what to prepare for next time. It's how we grow and learn. While you say you are the little joke, we know you are not a joke. The joke is the lesson. And the lesson keeps us alive."

He pats her armored leg.

...out you go. It's not easy, what, trying to get out of a twisty and dark misty forest when you've got two members of your party and their steed blinded by a horrible light.

Farland doesn't dare try to use more magic to expedite it, himself. Teleport would be lovely about now, but it's not worth the risk, is it?

Still, nothing seems to be happening and then ... fluttering. Soft fluttering in the distance. Birds watching you from the trees, now, dozens of them. Showing up. Stalking you. Black birds, opposed to Pothy's whiteness. But their eyes are blacker than their feathers.

Perhaps they think of you as snacks -- because as as a one, the flock descends on you.

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==OOC & Combatty==

<pre> ===================== Current Initiative Order - Round 1 =====================
---Init--Name------------AOO-Notes--------------------------------------------
19 Ravenstongue 1 Flat-footed (0 rnds active)
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14 Vaera 1 Flat-footed (0 rnds active)
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14 Skielstregar 1 Flat-footed (0 rnds active)
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10 Paenitia 1 Flat-footed (0 rnds active)
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==============================================================================</pre>

''Not Quite here''
<br><OOC> Whirlpool says, "As a heads up: i am not quite all here yet."
<br><OOC> Skielstregar hug
<br><OOC> Vaera pat
<br><OOC> Vaera says, "Hope you're feeling better since yesterday"
<br><OOC> Paenitia hugs
<br><OOC> Whirlpool says, "Better, yes, but stilk stressed out xD"
<br><OOC> Ravenstongue says, "<3"
<br><OOC> Whirlpool says, "I apologize for slowness, guys. Some of you don't know that my dad's caregiving company decided to withdraw care from him because he's .. a lot of work, really."
<br><OOC> Ravenstongue says, "Argh. I'm sorry, Whirl. :("
<br><OOC> Whirlpool says, "(They tried to claim other things but they were barely a fig leaf.)"
<br><OOC> Skielstregar :c the heck
<br><OOC> Skielstregar hug
<br><OOC> Paenitia hugs tight, "I know, so sympathetic.
<br><OOC> Paenitia says, "so sorry, I don't want it to feel like I'm rushing you, take the time you need."
<br><OOC> Ravenstongue nodnods. Same here.
<br><OOC> Skielstregar nod nod! "please take whatever time you needs, yes."
<br><OOC> Whirlpool says, "No one is rushing, but ya'll need to know. I was up until noon becasue I -- oh no"
<br><OOC> Whirlpool says, "ANyway, I had to take my mom to her iron infusion this morning, and then after that I had to go meet a dude from another care company who already knew dad and they want him as a client."
<br><OOC> Whirlpool says, "(Dad is supposed to get 336 hours a month of care, which makes him a very profitable client to have.)"
<br><OOC> Paenitia says, "oh good, oh good! Oh I hope that comes through"
<br><OOC> Ravenstongue says, "Very much hoping for that, too."

''Why there is no Gunslingers on TB''
<br>GAME: Vaera rolls 4d12+32+4+4: (24)+32+4+4: 64
<br>GAME: Vaera rolls 4d12+32+4+4: (38)+32+4+4: 78
<br>GAME: Vaera rolls 1d12+8+1+1: (11)+8+1+1: 21
<br>GAME: Vaera rolls 1d12+8+1+1: (5)+8+1+1: 15
<br><OOC> Whirlpool says, "Good grief."
<br><OOC> Paenitia says, "Guns R Bad."
<br><OOC> Paenitia has had plenty of plots one-shotted by the gun goblin. :)
<br>GAME: Whirlpool removes the timestop.
<br>Timestop by Whirlpool has left.
<br><OOC> Whirlpool says, "Vaera blows apart the tree trunk XD"
<br><OOC> Whirlpool says, "Yeah, one of the reasons we never put Gunslinger in the game is because it takes this spikeyness and makes it a core features./"
<br><OOC> Paenitia nods, can see that.
<br><OOC> Whirlpool says, "And for a MUSH, that wasn't good."
<br><OOC> Whirlpool says, "Combat either came down to the 'gunslinger alpha strike' or 'gunslinegr is sad'."
<br><OOC> Whirlpool says, "Alpha strike *generally* wasn't fun for anyone else."
<br><OOC> Lyme waves tiredly
<br><OOC> Whirlpool says, "Hi, Lyme!"
<br><OOC> Whirlpool says, "The treant fight is already over."
<br><OOC> Whirlpool says, "Because Vaera got double gun crit."
<br><OOC> Whirlpool says, "178 damage. xD"
<br><OOC> Lyme says, "Daamn"

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Cryosanthia:

Winter's Bite, Part 2

2022-11-04T20:28:20Z

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== Log Info ==
*Title: Winter's Bite, Part 2
*Emitter: Patch
*Characters: Slixvah, Jay, Robert
*Place: Mountains North-West of Alexandria
*Time: Nov 4th, 2022, 5:45 PM
*Previously: While traveling a mountain trail an adventuring party is caught in heavy snow from a freak storm. Having to take refuge in a small enclave of hermits that offer some respite from the chill, something is noticeably wrong with the weather. The winds and snow aren't the only things making noise and trouble, and the night shall be long. As the adventurers relax in an ice-cold pool and make dinner, they are attacked. Yetis and Ghouls, sent by a horned Oni, perhaps in service of the Snow Regent, Lady Sha-Kho, known to kidnap folks every other generation. They fight and prevail, but the night is not over.
*Summary: The party follows after the taken Ursus Dippers, and finds a cave in the mountainside that had opened on the path to some of the open-air pools. There they discover a trap and friend of the Oni, setting off the final battle in a cramped staircase. Desperation, and intrigue? Maybe! </div>

<pre>-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Appearing =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Faiza 5'0" 120 Lb Mul'niessa Female Ginger Mul'niessa in shiny armour and blue cloak.
Slixvah 5'8" 130 Lb Eaglefolk Female A rust red/white Egalrin covered in veils, ribbons, and shawls.
Jay 5'9" 145 Lb Eaglefolk Male A perky male Blue Jay with a discerning eye.
Robert 6'3" 235 Lb Human Male A middle-aged Cerenzan with a friendly, fatherly vibe.
-=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= As the GM =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Patch 4'8" 100 Lb Dawn Elf Female A blond Llyranesi with a port-wine stained face.
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"Sure thing Bob! Tell me what to do." The bluejay flaps over to the artificer, reading with all hands and wings. He knows what to do, but instruction helps. There's a glance or two at his pile of things. He'll get to those in a minute.
"So, we're going to follow into the snow, once everyone here is secure?"

As the adventurer's prepare their things and arm themselves. The day has worn long, and the night has been dragged out because the interruption. The need for rest hasn't yet been reached, but the dark and chill seeping in from the broken door remind them that respite, and rest might still be far off.

The secret room proves to have far more than enough accommodations for the Ursus Dippers, Alviss even looking after the party from the steps of its hidden entrance in the dais. "The snow might... lead you astray. In this weather, tracks can quickly vanish. It's why we house our pools indoor, despite the chill needed for ice." he says, sighing. "Behind the barn is a trail, the old pools and caves were down that way. We don't use them anymore, but that's where it looked like that horned bloke went."

Slix finishes tying up the last of her ribbons, her finally pulling free a dagger from her robes. She twirls it betwixt her fingers as she listens to Alviss. "Hrmm... aight. Behind tha barn, that-a-ways?" she inquires, pointing off towards where she saw the building on the way in.

"And yeah Blue. We gon' get thems. I'm readies whenevs. Gots 'bout an hour befo' tha mojos I used poof. Ya'lls ready?"

<pre>GAME: Jay rolls perception+4: (5)+15+4: 24
GAME: Jay rolls survival+4: (8)+4+4: 16
GAME: Robert rolls Perception: (4)+11: 15
GAME: Slixvah rolls alertness: aliased to perception+2: (11)+12+2: 25</pre>

Tools and gadgets clatter as Bob buckles his second belt in place, shifting it and the hip-pack to rest on the faulds of his re-donned armor. The adamantine plating retakes its stylized draconic scaling as each piece is strapped into place; some variety of sympathetic plasticity from the enchantment protecting the artificer himself. Bob nods at Slixvah's question and offers one last reassuring smile to the ice-dippers.

"Stay hidden and keep safe. We'll be back as we can." Metallic, oversized hands reach up and lower his domed helmet into place. "Muse' grace."

Then he's heading out towards the indicated path, keeping an eye out for the horned creature he'd glanced through the window.

"One benefit of the fresh snow..." Bob muses from inside his private echo chamber, lifting a finger to point at the tracks they've all likely noticed.

Jay is adjusting the titan armour with Bob, which is somewhat like banded mail, but heavier, except when it's activated for the user it's adjusted too. A complexy crafted thing. "A little bit more, then we can go. A couple minutes." His eyes focus on Slixvah's dagger for a moment. "I'd like my shirt, and the cape."
Running around in only leggings and a mithril shirt seems a little too adventurous.

Once dressed and once outside, there are tracks clearly heading towards the back pools. Behind the barn, as warned. "They must have come by the mountain trail, that's how they got access. The front gate is still closed."

He looks where Robert indicates, at the strange marks. "People were dragged in the snow, allegedly." Jay gazes further down the path, "They are obscuring the trail, but they'll be easy to follow, for now. Lots of disturbances."

"We should still move quickly."

The rust red and white egalrin, despite the spell placed upon her before, closes her robes to ward off the wind before stepping out. "Gotcha hon," she coos to Robert, casting a curious glance to Jay before they're all heading out.

And they're off. It's in this situation that one can see the advantage of Slix's coloration. The snow and muddled mountainside blends her in naturally. "I see it," she intones to them, picking up the pace.

Her pocket rustles. Some twittering.

Slixvah stops for a step, nods slowly to herself, then whispers an incantation to herself.

A feather poofs in front of the two gentlemen. Then-

Slix smacks the hilt of her dagger with a flat palm before pointing it skyward. "Ym yees rea pone," she chants, each syllable growing more disconcordant. The outline of a turqoise eye opens on her forehead. Another on a feather. Another on her arm. Leg. Back. Rear of the skull. They float up to make a circle, then she taps Jay on the shoulder.

The eyes zip over to him and trail behind the l-eaglrian like glowing peacock feathers on the wind.

Tegri can see Slix wink at him from behind.

<pre>GAME: Slixvah casts Message. Caster Level: 6 DC: 15
GAME: Slixvah casts Countless Eyes. Caster Level: 6 DC: 18
<OOC> Slixvah says, "tegri has all-around vision for 6 hours"</pre>

Proving to be capable of exceptionally fine manipulations, the gigantic artifice gauntlets pluck a glowing rock out of pouch and release it over one of Robert's pauldrons. The simple ioun stone begins to cavort, bobbing mildly and rotating a lazy circuit above the man's helm. Warm yellow light spreads out around the small group.

"That's fantastic, miss Slix," the artificer chuckles, clearly impressed. "If you could kepe an eye out for us, IC..?" Bob rests the gauntlet lightly on his shoulder for a moment. "Not too far, please, and we'll be at your side in a heartbeat if you need us."

The pauldrons clank and pistons slide and suck as the Cerenzan rolls his shoulders inside the armor.

"What? Huh? Ha. Ha!" Tegri has all around vision for six hours, and this is the first time in his life. "This is amazing!"

He spins around to look at Slix and laughs, "I can still see you Bob! Wow." Whrrr, whrrrr, snow is going everywhere, he stretches his wings back, "Oh they look wonderful."

The Bluejay is so distracted by what he can see around him and behind, that he almost walks into a tree in front of him. "Oops. Ha. Have to be vigilant. Allegedly."

His head bobs to Bob, "Sure, I'll scout ahead."

<pre>GAME: Jay rolls stealth+4: (2)+12+4: 18. </pre>

It isn't hard to follow the path the Oni and its minions had taken, leading behind the barn there is a gap in the rock-wall. It looks as if a small gate had kept this area secure, but it has been lost to time, and disuse. Remains of it scattered on the ground along with some loose rocks.

Behind it lays a small and winding path into the mountains, one that narrows and twists, making it hard for the party to walk more than two by two. It's surprising that there is a lack of blood, as the party found that the foes, they faced were willing to injure and kill. At least the party.

As Jay walks the path ahead of the others, it's clear to him that something has gone wrong. He's the first to see it, a place where the trail is full of rubble, and a new cavern has been exposed jutting out of stone. It seems the terrain has shifted, and the pools are blocked. That's good, because the snow and steps lead into the new hole, cold winds blowing out of it from deep within.

"There's a new cavern," Jay whispers to the wind, and the message spell that will hopefully carry his words to Slix and Bob, "looks exploded from within, you can't miss it. I don't see anyone watching. A cold wind is coming out of it."

He glances around, "Nothing marks this place, nothing visible with all the snow. I'm going in, not far."

Slixvah snorts, her giving a thankful nod for the ioun stone as she pulls out a feather, mutters a light incantation on it and hides it in a pocket for late. "Thanks! Learned it recent!" she grins. "I'm glad ya like it! I learned its best ta not think about what ya see too much, info overload and all that. Stay safe shug, whisper, I got the talky mojo goin'."

Her feathered brows furrow, a glance shot towards Robert. "Aight, we'll keep patch wit'cha Blue," she intones back across the spell. Her beak grinds as her talons plunge into the snow, thumb brushing the edge of the blade...

Robert frowns-- not that Slixvah can observe his expressions through the small, dark eyeslits.

"Discretion and valor, IC," Bob offers in a sotto voce, knowing full-well he's preaching to the choir. Plates clatter quietly as he reaches down and selects a spheroid brass object the size of a small orange from his belt.

"Raise shields," the Cerenzan utters in clipped Kulthina as he twists two halves of the mechanical sphere in opposite directions. It glows blue and he sockets it into a pauldron. A semi-transparent hexagonal mesh spreads out from the socket before fading out of view. As the snow continues to fall the larger flakes rest against the blue glow here and there, creating a dancing cascade of light as he moves forward. He makes a point to give Jay time to advance quietly ahead of them. <kulthian>

The cunning Jay reaches a stairway of ice. It is dry, and not slick. It seems the chill is growing from here as the winds come from the lower floors. It's dark, but chanting and some ritual can be heard below. It's eerie, and echoes through the hall. Still magic lingers in the air, enough of it to make hair and feather alike feel discomfort.

It seems descent is the only option.

<pre>GAME: Robert casts Shield. Caster Level: 7 DC: 15</pre>

"Hurry. I hear chanting. There's a stairway. It's ice. Ice!" He frantically whispers, testing it with his foot. "Not slippery. Still windy."

Jay looks around, still not used to seeing everything with a hint of himself at the middle. This may be how bees see the world. "Feels magical. Going deeper."

<pre>GAME: Slixvah casts Light. Caster Level: 6 DC: 15</pre>

Slix curses in a quiet chirp under her breath. "Ugh, chanting. Wanna know who chants? People doin' bad mojo. Come on!" she whispers to the two, her picking up the pace and jogging forth. "Ugh, I Don't like that feelin' 'round here."

<pre><OOC> Jay says, "my Fav Terr Mastery underground is +2"
GAME: Jay rolls perception+2: (12)+15+2: 29
GAME: Slixvah rolls alertness: aliased to perception+2: (19)+12+2: 33</pre>

"We'll be fine," Bob whispers for both to hear. "Just keep your heads, kids."

The metal gauntlets open and close to check the action and he keeps pursuit.

<pre>GAME: Robert rolls perception+2: (1)+11+2: 14 (EPIC FAIL)
GAME: Jay rolls knowledge/dungeoneering: (14)+11: 25</pre>

Part of the shadows, a black, white and blue jay who seems nothing more than a broken pattern on the wall, heads further down. His keen eye is on the stairs.
"Hey," a furtive chirp comes to his companion's ears, "the steps get less organized, different heights, different widths. Real trip hazards. They're no longer just ice."

There's another chirp of surprise, "There's a snake! Some kind of elemental serpent, allegedly. It's just laying here, sprawled out, at the bottom of the steps."
He steps carefully, not moving closer just yet, "it's almost completely blending in. I don't think it tripped on the stairs. I... could try flying over it."
Getting snapped out of the air by a snake... would be bad, yet oddly avian. "It... it might be a 'Freezing Flow', a kind of crystaline ooze, and not a snake. Those pretend to be snow, or ice, and can freeze you numb with a touch."

"Rather Nasty."

"Course Robby, we gots it."Slixvah draws near the entrance, grip tightening on the dagger more. "An.. elemental?" she whispers back.

More filled in. Brows furrow. "Crystal ooze..? Hrmm... I ain't got lots for thems. The resist my shin-digs most of tha time. Freeze ya wit' a touch... I'll think of somethin'. Can we slip around it?"

<pre>GAME: Robert rolls Knowledge/Nature: (2)+6: 8
GAME: Slixvah rolls knowledge/nature: (9)+9: 18 </pre>

"Having it between you and us doesn't help. Was there another path? A way around?" Bob pauses in his advance, doing his best to turn at the trunk and look back the way they came. Then twist and lean to look over and around. "We can catch up and deal with it if needs be..."

"It might already know you're there... even if it doesn't, I won't be able to sneak past anything in my armor." The Cerenzan sets the artifice-suit into motion once more, moving down the stairs to try and catch up with Jay. "Don't try anything until we're closer, IC."

"Okay." The bluejay whispers, leaning against the wall. "I think I could get by it, or over it."

"Can it fly? If we got up high enough we could drop fire things on it. An ice creature should be vulnerable to fire, right?"

Slix, making her way down slowly, murmurs back as she closes in on the bluejay. "Yeah, Robby's right, probs know we here. Uh... I used all my fire mojo already, sorries. Ain't got nothin' else."

"I have plenty," Bob offers. The titan's armor isn't subtle or quiet but it doesn't need to be in this instance. The gauntlets curl into fists and the internals begin making noise and the artificer manipulates some unseen switch.

"Let me know when you can see us. Then you can try and go over-- just be careful about something else coming up from below."

<pre>GAME: Jay rolls fly+1: (3)+12+1: 16 (Was actually a 15. No +1)</pre>

Well, despite the party gathering close. It does not stir. The ice creature lays dormant still where it rests, even when Jay uses wings to clear it. Luckily the passage is big enough to allow Jay to glide straight. Just one problem. The room below you now almost in view. The chanting has suddenly stopped.

<pre>GAME: Slixvah rolls fly: (6)+9: 15</pre>

"Chanting has stopped." Jay whispers, discretely drawing his rapier. "I hear something, the Oni, it's good, I think. 'Put them in cages'. So they're not dead."
Not yet.

"We need to hurry, allegedly."

Slix blinks as Tegri glides over. Her head tilts to the side, noting something or another before filing that away. "Gotcha, comin'!" she whispers back, taking a few steps back and doing a long hop and glide over the figure, it not reacting to the movement. She lands next to Blue, dagger held inverted.

"Shiiii.... aight. Uh, Robby? Hmm..."

Her feathers unfurl, reaching out towards him. They look so flimsy...

But their strength is known.

<pre><<OOC> Robert says, "So, +2 from Hero, +2 from Armor (I can't turn it on without init)."
GAME: Robert rolls Athletics+2+2: (5)+4+2+2: 13
GAME: Slixvah rolls intelligence: (3)+5: 8
<OOC> Patch says, "Robert. High or Low?"
<OOC> Robert says, "I'm walkin' on sunshine. Whoa-oh-oh-oh. High."
GAME: Patch rolls 1d20: (10): 10
GAME: Robert activates his Titan Armor, gaining: +4 Str
<OOC> Robert is AC25 with the Shield spell, FYI.
<OOC> Slixvah has mage armor up, ac 17! and jay has ward for +2 deflection and +2 resist to saves!
GAME: Patch rolls 2d4+6: (5)+6: 11
GAME: Patch rolls 1d6: (2): 2
(Results of trap left for Robert’s pose)
GAME: Jay rolls weapon2: (5)+8: 13</pre>

Jay waits on the other side of the frozen flow, his heart soaring as Slixvah clears it. His hands tightening as he watches Robert. His head starts to shake, no, no, don't step there.

He steps there.

The fight is on! Without hesitation he stabs at the elemental thing. Hesitating might have helped, as the rapier bounces off an iced rock and not the creature.

<pre>GAME: Robert spends TWO uses of CHARGE POOL.
GAME: Robert rolls wepaon13+2-2: (11)+wepaon13+2+-2: 11 (We just added the +12 for 23)
GAME: Robert rolls weapon14+2-2: (16)+12+2+-2: 28
GAME: Robert rolls 2d6+7+4+1d6: (5)+7+4+(1): 17
GAME: Robert rolls 2d6+7+4+1d6: (3)+7+4+(5): 19</pre>

'''CLANG''' *CLANG* *CLANG* "...hup!"

'''SMASH'''

After the graceful flight of the two egalrin, Bob's attempt to hustle down the stairs, brace, and jump over the creature is nothing short of a comedic pratfall! The ice-caked stair cracks beneath his weight and absorbs the push-off, making him do little more than a hop even as the armor surges to life. Gold threading glows to life and steam blasts from between plates in his wake. Still, he lands awkwardly on the step and stumbles into the creature-- the ooze more than willing to take advantage and slap out at the armored Cerenzan.

Grunting at the assault, Bob settles back onto his heels and lifts his fists up. The outline of a golden feather at his breast pulses and some of the hurt is soothed from his large frame.

Steam hisses again and the gauntlet's plating turns red-hot. Pauldrons roll forward and the Cerenzan delivers a one-two punch that cracks into the slithering elemental thing. Crystal cracks, ice keens, and steam bursts in all directions after both attacks-- but the ooze still oozes.

Slixvah grimaces and ducks out of the way has steam and hissing explodes beside her, the woman ducking her head out of reflex. "Shoot! Aight, keep on it!" she mentions, taking a few steps towards the stairs.

She looks between the group, the door. The group. The door.

A few things slide into place. "Awh... popsicles," she huffs, taking a few more steps and standing in the middle of the stairs. She holds her dagger up, pommel to the ceiling, as two fingers on her other hand point downwards.

The feathers on her wings flutter with anticpation. "... c'mon you filthy fiend... gotta present fo' ya..."

<pre>GAME: Slixvah casts Strangling Hair. Caster Level: 6 DC: 18
GAME: Slixvah rolls witch+intelligence: (8)+6+5: 19</pre>

"Atchw em owpre!" Slix suddenly shouts, and all the feathers unspool like rent ribbon spirals towards the top of the stairs.
The tangle whiffs.

As Slixvah lashes out at the Oni, his head snaps to one side as her feathers miss. An angry glare is cast, and a hand rises as he invokes some of his magics to increase his size. He grows a full size larger, now blocking the entrance to the room behind him. It's a tight fit, but for now he just fumes. Imagine it? Walking to look at the commotion, and a bird tries to strangle you? Damn pests.

<pre>GAME: Patch rolls 1d20+6: (5)+6: 11</pre>

After the hefty blow Robert dealt it, the crystalline ooze tries to lash and throw itself at the man, but it fails in its flailing.

<pre>GAME: Jay rolls bluff: (14)+8: 22</pre>

"Bob, I have to help Slix!" Jay caws. Well, he doesn't _have_ to, but he's going to. The egalrin is a mass of loud, squawking feathers as he takes up a position beside the other bird.

"Hey! Hey!" He calls loudly, "I'm fighting you! Leave her alone! Over here!"

<pre>GAME: Robert rolls weapon13+2-2: (3)+12+2+-2: 15
GAME: Robert rolls weapon14+2-2: (9)+12+2+-2: 21
GAME: Robert rolls 2d6+7+4: (7)+7+4: 18 </pre>

There isn't much movement involved in defending. The artificer isn't a brawler bobbing-and-weaving on the balls of his feet weapon the overlarge assemblage of gears, crystals, wiring, and adamantine. Bob just braces, isntead, and relies on reinforced metals and magic-mimicking artifice to absorb the brunt of the attacks that come in. After weathering the ooze's attempt, he lashes back out.

The first swing is a downward-angled hook that goes hide as the miserable thing presses low to the ground. Both fists clasp together for a haymaker on the return, however, and shatter the creature from the middle. Crystals scatters and a chilled sludge pools out from the ruined form of the dead ooze.

The Cerenzan takes a heavy step down the stairs to reinforce Jay and Slixvah. "Coming from behind you," he warns as he picks up... steam.

<pre>GAME: Slixvah rolls concentrate: aliased to witch+intelligence: (15)+6+5: 26 </pre>

Slixvah grinds her beak as the Oni grows larger. A glance to Jay, her eyes steeling as the shattering behind her makes an item on her mental checklist get crossed out. "Wait, They casts magics!" she informs Integrity before a growl leaves her throat and a hand shoots out. The tangle of feathers grow more dense, but cant find purchase as she gets to the side of the hall at Robert's behest.

<pre>(The +1’s Slixvah and Jay have are from an award they earned in Pt. 1)
GAME: Slixvah rolls reflex+1: (9)+4+1: 14
GAME: Jay rolls reflex+2+1: (3)+8+2+1: 14
GAME: Robert rolls Reflex+2: (10)+8+2: 20
GAME: Patch rolls 8d6: (31): 31</pre>

Tired of the resistance he has met, this Oni calls forth a chilling wind and gusting cone of ice! The heavy tongue he speaks in might be recognizable to those who speak Giant, his words finishing as his outstretched hand hands been the conduit to send his spell up the stairs. "Drat... that usually kills them." he says in the common tongue.

"C..c..c.. cold!" Jay shivers as he's hit by the chilling wind. "W... waiting or you Bob."

<pre>GAME: Robert rolls weapon13+2: (20)+12+2: 34 (THREAT)
GAME: Robert rolls weapon13+2: (3)+12+2: 17
GAME: Robert rolls 2d6+7: (3)+7: 10</pre>

Bob managed to side-step, somehow, and turn so the blast only caught his flank. Ice cakes one leg, the edge of his faulds, a pauldron, and one massive gauntlet. It holds for the briefest moment before the implacable advance of the artificer shatters it away. Steam vents and the angelic golden feather pulses once again. Hissing, burbling droplets are flung from the suit as he draws near the oni and cocks back a plated armor. It crashes forward, catching the extraplanar menace in the center of the chest with a dull thud. The Cerenzan squares up with the spellcaster in an attempt to fill its field of vision.

<pre>GAME: Jay rolls weapon2+2: (18)+8+2: 28 (THREAT)
GAME: Jay rolls weapon2+2: (2)+8+2: 12
GAME: Jay rolls damage2+3d6: aliased to 1d6+1+3d6: (1)+1+(12): 14</pre>

Shivering, the bluejay who is mostly white and covered in ice, shifts to flank the Oni. Bob has him distracted, it's time for some Arbitration. He lunges!
It's a well placed strike, one that would have gone deep if he hadn't been shivering so much. The l-eagal egalrin can also tell it didn't hur at much as it should have. Despite the depth, the Oni showed little reaction to it.

"It's tough. Tough!"

<pre><OOC> Slixvah says, "im going to use misfortune on it. DC 18 will save or all d20 rolls are roll twice and take the lower for 1 round"
GAME: Patch rolls 1d20+10: (2)+10: 12 </pre>

The feathers reaching out to attempt to grapple and restrain. And then they're flash frozen. Slixvah screams in pain.

Outstretched feathers shatter from tip to base, clattering to the stairs. The witch clatters down to.

Almost.

She catches herself on a foot, her shivering as she stands upright. More feathers flare out. Five. Ten. Twenty. The ends fading in and out of reality. "OKAY FIFI, I GET IT NOW!"

The dagger stabs into the air, and just rends at everything. "WOE, BITCH!"

<pre>GAME: Patch rolls 1d20+14: (11)+14: 25
GAME: Patch rolls 1d20+9: (18)+9: 27
<OOC> Robert says, "SAVE ME, SLIXVAR"
<OOC> Slixvah says, "IM SAVIN U BOBBY"
(Misfortune Rolls)
GAME: Patch rolls 1d20+14: (13)+14: 27
GAME: Patch rolls 1d20+9: (16)+9: 25
<OOC> Robert says, "You know what, Patch?"
<OOC> Patch eyes those dice.
<OOC> Robert says, "I don't like your attitude."
<OOC> Slixvah laughs
<OOC> Jay says, "These. Dice."
GAME: Patch rolls 2d6+3: (11)+3: 14
GAME: Patch rolls 2d6+3: (3)+3: 6</pre>

The Oni's second hand comes out from behind his cloak, lashing out at Robert in a flurry of blows. "This work is VITAL!" he hisses, the sounds of metal on metal causing the hallway to ring. "You stand in the way of GREATNESS!" his wounds that they managed to score against him noticeably beginning to close. Oh, crap. He has some form of regeneration. (It’s not a sword, it’s a large dagger!)

<pre>GAME: Robert rolls weapon13+2-2+2: (8)+12+2+-2+2: 22
GAME: Robert rolls weapon13+2-2+2: (15)+12+2+-2+2: 29
GAME: Robert rolls 2d6+7+4: (6)+7+4: 17
GAME: Robert rolls 2d6+7+4: (9)+7+4: 20</pre>

Most of the reinforced dragonscales have broken and fallen away from the adamantine plates. The matte-finish between the brass trim shows through. The wicked blows from the fiend bursting through the semi-transparent hex-grid of the magical reinforcement, too.

The pulse, again. That single feather forged into the breastplate of the titan's armor acts as a divine conduit so long as these arcane technologies continue to power the armor. The oni might be outpacing the healing but it's enough to keep Bob on his feet.

The bellows wheeze, the gears whirr, and the pistons pump as the Cerenzan surges ahead. Another shot straight to the sternum ends in a meaty slap punctuated with a crack. Faulds flap up as the human pivots and swings his hip to send the second shot lower-- into the oni's ribs. Another slap. Another crack.

The creature's calm facade shatters and it coughs up a thin spray of dark blood.

<pre>GAME: Jay rolls weapon2+2: (8)+8+2: 18 </pre>

"Allegedly Great work! Allegedly Important Work!" Integrity squawks, flapping around, looking for an opening. A flash of silver, a thrust, a glancing blow that does no damage.
"Who are you, who do you work for? What's so important!" His question may sting where his steel does not.

<pre><OOC> Slixvah slide over to the other side of the stairwell, climb the stairs a bit and reach poke jay for healing hex for the riskiest move in the west (showing I can heal)
GAME: Slixvah rolls healing hex: aliased to 2d8+witch: (12)+6: 18
<OOC> Patch says, "Nice roll!"</pre>

Slixvah clambers and wavers, taking stumbling steps up towards Integrity as slams of metal on metal rattle her skull. Focus... focus...

"Heya Blue, fancy meeting you here..?" she tries to chirp in a joke, but its weak. "Don't worry about me, worry about you..."

White, glowing feathers brush against Integrity, mending wounds that once was. <Auran>

<pre>GAME: Patch rolls 1d20+14: (11)+14: 25
GAME: Patch rolls 1d20+9: (4)+9: 13
GAME: Patch rolls 2d6+3: (9)+3: 12</pre>

Coughing blood, and favoring one side the Oni presses on. "Just surrender!" the red matter spattering on his lips telling the party otherwise. "What do you want with the damned Danans and Radans anyways?!" depseration filling his voice. His healing isn't enough to offset, still being bad off. Losing, even. His attacks aren't as lively as they once more, missing Robert with one slash, and catching him only lightly with another.

<pre>GAME: Robert rolls weapon13+2-2+2: (15)+12+2+-2+2: 29
GAME: Robert rolls weapon13+2-2+2: (10)+12+2+-2+2: 24
GAME: Robert rolls 2d6+7+4+1d6: (3)+7+4+(2): 16
GAME: Robert rolls 2d6+7+4+1d6: (7)+7+4+(2): 20
GAME: Robert spends TWO uses of CHARGE POOL.</pre>

The last of the draconic reinforcement has fallen to the ground and crumbled away to nothing. The healing wave courses through the armor. The oni still stands.
There's a mild grunt echoed from within the bowl helmet and the whine returns. The smell of the forge fills the frozen stairwell and the adamantine plates turn white-hot once again. The thicker knuckle plating keeps a brilliant red.

The first jab slams the kidnapper in the sternum for the third time, collapsing the bone structure and leaving four thick, parallel scorchmarks behind. The cross that follows ignites the charred flesh and smothers the life from the oni. It falls over backwards with a brackish trail of smoke describing an arc in the chilly air.

"Thanks Slix." Integrity says, her healing bolstering the bird. He's even more flappy now. His rapier is raised, ready for another poke when Dadventurer comes to the rescue.

It's soothing, encouraging, reaffirming to see Robert's titan armour smashing the Oni to pieces. After all his negative experiences with Artifice recently, seeing a good friend put it to a good use invigorates the soul.

"Yes! Yes!"

Slixvah's features harden as she sees the outsider, the fiend... getting frantic? Were they... about to win? To overcome? How far have the come to do things like this?

Such inspiration is inflated as Robert gives to more heavy jabs with machinery from a near-lost age. She pumps a fist. "Yesh! Tha's what we like ta see, Robby!" she cheers.

The exertion makes her wobble on her feet, wanting to sit down but she steps up the stairs a few paces. "That's... that's all of 'em, me thinks? Unless they was... talkin' ta mo'?" she pants, a hand starting to a glow a familiar white hue.

"He was giving orders, so there's someone to give orders to, andour a llies are in cages." Jay says, still shivering and knocking shards of ice out of his feathers. "Surprise is lost, we should head down!"

<pre><OOC> Robert says, "I'll take the hex, Slix!"
GAME: Slixvah rolls healing hex: aliased to 2d8+witch: (6)+6: 12</pre>

The noises from the powered armor wind down. Steam escapes from behind him in a slow roll and not violent expulsions. Bob stands above the oni for a moment to make sure it won't rise. He nudges it with a foot.

After that brief inspection, he reaches into a pouch. He holds out a strange, metallic cylinder with a cog-anchored plunger and waves the two egalrin closer.
"Not yet." There's a click and the dome pops up, he pushes the helmet back behind him. "You're a mess, IC."

<pre>GAME: Robert rolls 3d8+3: (11)+3: 14
GAME: Robert rolls 3d8+3: (7)+3: 10
GAME: Robert used a Wand of Cure Light Wounds.
GAME: Robert used a Wand of Cure Light Wounds.
GAME: Robert used a Wand of Cure Light Wounds.
GAME: Robert used a Wand of Cure Light Wounds.
GAME: Robert used a Wand of Cure Light Wounds.
GAME: Robert used a Wand of Cure Light Wounds.
GAME: Slixvah rolls 1d8+5: (7)+5: 12
GAME: Slixvah casts Cure Light Wounds. Caster Level: 6 DC: 16</pre>

Slixvah steps forth towards the dadventurer, sighing in relief as she puts a hand on his armor. Tendrils help fix what lays underneath before she shifts and places it on her chest. "Xfi ad oboobo," she hums to herself, shaking off the chilling bite from earlier. Further aid gets her to stand up straighter as a hand wafts over Rober.

"Gift for you!"

To Jay. "Tfig rof ouy!"

<pre>GAME: Slixvah casts S1: Shield of Faith. Caster Level: 6 DC: 16
<OOC> Slixvah says, "shield of faith on jay, +2 deflection to ac for 6 min, hex ward on robert, +2 deflection to ac, +2 resist on saves until failure, then it pops"</pre>

The principle is quite similar to the ministrations of the divine (and profane) servants of the god. It's just a little more mechanical in nature. Bob rests the end of the cylinder against Slixvah and then Jay, cranking the clockwork plunger three times, each. The central chamber of the device glows golden and soothing energies course out through the device into their bodies to heal some of the damage done.

Once folks no longer look like they're fit to fall over, Bob pockets the contraption and turns, following the others into the room at the bottom of the stairs.

The party did it! They won! It came at a cost, and that cost was their own health and sweat. Luckily? No tears. Just healing required. The room at the bottom of the stairs is all that is in their way from saving the kidnapped Ursus Dippers, but as the party peers through the doorway behind the dead, only three sit in the cages in the room beyond. Two are still missing, and the chamber is empty of other inhabitants. Just the remains of a well maintained magic circle on the floor, and a few pillows where the suspected subjects were once sitting. It seems in the chaos, the other creatures retreated.

It is only reaffirmed once the mixed lot of weather extremists is freed. They go on jabbering about how the Oni knew rituals to make storms, and teleport others to another place. While the major threat and some of his minions have been slain, it also seems this was not top of the food-chain for these foes. At least the immediate threats and dangers have been circumvented.

The prisoners are freed, "Should we take them back to the others before we press on? To make sure they get through the snow." Jay is careful to avoid the magic circle as he opens the cages.

"Nem... oh Slix, tell me what you see?"

<pre>GAME: Slixvah rolls alertness: aliased to perception+2: (10)+12+2: 24
GAME: Slixvah rolls spellcraft: (18)+14: 32
GAME: Slixvah rolls knowledge/arcana: (18)+14: 32
GAME: Jay rolls perception+2: (10)+15+2: 27</pre>

Bob has his hip-pack! In his hip-pack are dadventurer essentials like rolls, cheese, water, and some jellied toast. The perfect things to reinvigorate freshly-rescued monks! He also has a spare coat and woolen blanket looped into a bundle at the small of his back but these ice-enthusiasts would likely turn up their noses at such an offer. While Jay and Slixvah inspect the circle, he makes sure everyone has all their fingers and toes, and ensures no one is bleeding or otherwise wounded.

The big Cerenzan in the technological armor is a calming presence and goes out of his way to congratulate the victims on being brave and making it through the ordeal, promising to get them home soon.

Slixvah heads in with the others, dagger at the ready to tear the a fabric of the Tapestry. But instead, she finds people in cages, a magic circle on the floor, and abandoned posts. They must have lost their nerve when their leader fell.

Once the freed weather friends give their spiel and are tended to, she tilts her head to the side and ambles over towards the circle, curious about it. "Not the top of the food-chain?" she echoes, fingers dancing through the air. "I don' like tha' sound of that."

"Yeah, probably go back wit' 'em and report this to tha guild. Ya'll are good, but I'm close ta spent. I can keep goin', but thing's will get... dicey." A glance to Jay, then a snort. "Well, if I was Momo, I'd say..."

Her eyes flash gold, darting about. A hand wafts over her face to briefly take on the visage of their mul'neissian friend(?). "Teleportation circle, but they are amateurs and wiped away the rest of the rest of the runes so it is ruined. Though..."

She drops the illusion. "... sorta like an access way? Temporary. Fast. There... might be mo' of these, maybe in the mountain?"

A sigh escapes her. "... damn. This might be some big news ta bring back..."

"If the Snow Regent only appears once every fifty years, is this it? The only day to resolve this." Jay wonders, "They couldn't kidnap an entire valley in one night, right?"

"Should we search the caverns, looking for more circles? I could sneak, come back if I find something bad. I'm as useful as I ever am still."

"We need to get these three back before we press on," Bob suggests, standing back up and flipping his hip-pack closed after distributing whatever balms the rescued requested. "If there's more going on the others we left behind might not be safe, either.

"We can get back to this when we're not risking losing more people to whatever this is."

Robert's tending of the wounds does win a lot of favor. In time he would learn these three are known as Lana, Parg, and Lato. They're humans and were taken when they were performing daily duties. The group clings close to the adventurers, and at the talk of the Snow Regent has them gossiping amongst themselves before coming to a decision. Lato speaking up to the party. "No... the legend says she takes all winter." he echoes. "Alviss knows more, but the tales always end with storms, abductions, and sacrifice." a wince at the last words.

"Okay. Okay! So we have time, Allegedly." Jay says, "Here, take the blanket, Slix and I will stay close, and we can travel quickly back to your monastery. We'll ask Alviss what else he knows."

"Bob has the right idea. Lets do that."

Slixvah bobs her head with that line of of logic. "Yeah, let's head back and figure out what we do and what we kno'."

All seems in order for now, most of the monks and radicals saved, but the mourning of the lost still sets a slightly somber tone. Alviss tells the party what he knows, and that isn't much more than they already deducted. The tales aren't for sure in their depiction, but he remembers being a child and hearing the stories fresh. Back then the Winter Regent was some sort of undead with 'smarts'. His words. They made a deal with some other beasties, and they abducted and took upon her behalf. What the abductees were used for, or what was done to them is unknown. No one returned, but after a few occurrences they finally just stopped. That's why it is more a legend, as so little was known, and it was thought over.

The rest of the monks have began setting about repairing the temple, but they assure the party that once the doors can be bolted shut and secured... they will be heading back to the city. "I'm sorry it's not much help, but I was a wee chunk of dwarf when these tales were popular and believed." Alviss says, seeing the party off. "I don't know if these Oni are connected to such stuff, but... I wish you luck. If you can, please find our friends."

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<pre>Tense Moments!
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| Name | CHP (T) | HP |
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| Jay...........| 8 | 42 |
| Robert........| 28 | 45 |
| Slixvah.......| 2 | 25 |
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25 Jay 1
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21 Robert 1 Titan Armor (3 rnds active)
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14 Slixvah 1
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12 Oni 1
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1 Freezing Flow 1
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Lies of a Tension

2022-11-03T20:42:27Z

Cryosanthia: Created page with "<div style="padding:5px; background-color:#e7eaea;"> == Log Info == *Title: Lies of a Tension *Emitter: Cryosanthia *Characters: Jinks, Merek, Mikilos, Serene *Place: W02: The Wilderness *Time: Wednesday, November 02, 2022, 10:44 PM *Summary: Jinks is waiting out at Ashenvale when Merek and Mikilos arrive. Their 'host', the Vouivre Yaretzi-Yolotli is nowhere to be found. The ruined town and blasted wilderness have not changed. There is incessant rain. The Vouivre returns..."

<div style="padding:5px; background-color:#e7eaea;">
== Log Info ==
*Title: Lies of a Tension
*Emitter: Cryosanthia
*Characters: Jinks, Merek, Mikilos, Serene
*Place: W02: The Wilderness
*Time: Wednesday, November 02, 2022, 10:44 PM
*Summary: Jinks is waiting out at Ashenvale when Merek and Mikilos arrive. Their 'host', the Vouivre Yaretzi-Yolotli is nowhere to be found. The ruined town and blasted wilderness have not changed. There is incessant rain. The Vouivre returns in her disguise of Mayor, Assistant and highly interactive Swiftclaw, and reluctantly reveal the results of their scrying attempts. Assisted by random, unwilling monsters who were dropped down the hole. Merek goes to investigate one of the Flesh lumps and it investigates him back. Only some frantic draconic raging on his part saves the Seer. Serene arrives, Jinks explains that they're working with the lesser of two evils, the one intent on going into politics, not the one intent on consuming the world. Serene warns them to behave as Jinks summons his loremaster, learning a few more details and most unnerving, the Flesh is somehow corrupting the weave. Informed, everyone prepares for the stragglers and waits.</div>

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The path from the village eventually narrows somewhat, with the trees on either side becoming more populous. Moss hangs from large stones that sit surrounded by beds of leaves that has accumulated over the years.

A few trails wander in varied directions though eventually even these woods will thicken. One particular trail carries with it the scent of natural brimstone...this trail wanders north and westward, where the trees grow thick once more. To the east, it's rumored that the druids have built a sacred site.

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<pre>-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Appearing =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Jinks 3'4" 39 Lb Gnome Male A gnomish fellow in fancy garb and jewelry.
Merek 5'10" 215 Lb Human Male A black-haired, dusky male with golden eyes.
Mikilos 6'8" 180 Lb Dawn Elf Male Tall male dawn elf, rosey blonde and handsome.
Serene 6'2" 175 Lb Eldanar/Charn Female Glacier meets granite meets strawberries.
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-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= As the GM =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Cryosanthia 6'9" 291 Lb Sith-Makar Female A dashingly tall, elegant white-scaled lizard woman.
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:: ''The Wilds of Alexandros, the ruined town of Ashenvale.''

Little has changed, the town is still ground zero of a great firestorm, the surroundings charred to the ground, covered in drifts of ash and strange, fleshy lumps that occasionally move, but mostly simply exist. There are no birds, no bugs. The few signs of motion are when the flesh attacks something that has wandered too close.

Not 'too close', is a Vardo. Unusually, it appears empty. The Colourful wagon is parked at the side of the road.

A fancy gnome looking quite fit for a robbing sits in the shadow of the wagon. He's towards the back on a stump with a fire crackling strong enough to endure the rain. He had the gold-trimmed hood of his green cloak up to ward off the wet while the flames keep him warm.

Black-on-black eyes shine like marbles as he stares into the flickering conflagration. He cups his chin in overly-decorated fingers. A black bow sits in a harness on his back and mithral glitters between the open collar of his silk shirt.

Merek took his time to get there easily enough, when he does though he takes a look at what's there. He frowns pensively, wearing the hood along his features of the dark attire. "What happened here?" he asks, taking a look about a little bit.

Mikilos seldom travels by mundane means, but this happens to be one of the times, arriving by simple horse. He does seem to have avoided the worst of the rain, though weather that's a wizard thing or an elf thing is hard to say. Peering around a few moments himself, he dismounts, nodding to the others present.

<pre>GAME: Cryosanthia rolls 1d20+8+17: (9)+8+17: 34 (Y-Y's Stealth)
GAME: Jinks rolls Perception: (14)+25: 39 (vs DC34 - Success!)
GAME: Mikilos rolls perception: (1)+28: 29 (EPIC FAIL) (vs DC34 - Fail)
GAME: Merek rolls perception: (2)+25: 27</pre>

A huge, flying, shadowy shape is high in the air, in the rain. It's growing larger and darker, heading right for the Vardo, then suddenly banks away. It was coming from the Town Centre.

The weather is miserable. Cold rain falls from a grey-black sky. Curls of mist waft on the wind, coming off the forest and roiling along the ground, condensing on the Flesh, making it glisten in unpleasant ways.

The Vardo is clearly empty, but doesn't appear damaged in any way.

"The undead cut a swathe through this town." Jinks tells Merek, only glancing up briefly from the fire at the sound of people approaching. "Leveled it and left nothing alive. Whatever it ate turned into the globs you see."

The gnome doesn't seem too concerned about the ambulatory meatballs. They're far enough away and they don't seem to notice the half-abandoned little camp. Most are all-but-entirely idle. A few work at tearing carrion with bone spikes and stretched pseudo-pods.

"Most of the oozes are a minor nuisance but there are hundreds of them. They're unscathed by fire--" he gestures a hand around at all the scorched trees and ruined building husks. "There's a tunnel, straight down, in the middle of the town. Some sort of central, controlling presence is down there... but I don't know what. I've never heard of an ooze with a hivemind before," he finishes with a sigh. "And it's shielded against magics.

"Our host is returning." The bard adds after quickly glancing up. "They're a peculiar thing. Her inclinations are not what most would consider benevolent... but they're attempting to turn over a new leaf."

Mikilos peers out at the 'flesh lumps' with a frown, keeping a respectful distance. "I can think of a set of oozes that worked towards a common goal... they paralyzed two countries, involved a fey queen, time travel bullshit, and got me decapitated by a demon lord. Not fond memories." He peers around at mention of a 'host'.

Several minutes later there are footsteps in the rain. Heavy footfalls of a huge beast, squelching into the mud of the road. Out of the misty drizzle an immense Swiftclaw appears. Upon its back are two individuals, both riding side-saddle on opposite sides. They're sheltering beneath umbrellas which is keeping the rain off them.

Not the Swiftclaw.

"Oh!" The rider in front, a woman with Orange hair and strangely slit-pupil eyes calls out. "We weren't expecting you. You should warn us."

"Yes." The second passenger echoes, staring at Jinks, then Merek, "We've met you before, right?"

The swiftclaw, whose head towers above Mikilos' horse, is staring at the horse.

"Did you say Time Travel?" The second passenger asks. Her elfin ears are for more than show.

Merek doesn't comment about time travel, instead he takes a look to the flesh while he thinks about the undead, "Perhaps holy energy," he muses, then he nods a little bit. "We probably met aye," he says to the people which look to be arriving on the swiftclaw. He offers a little wave while he peeks from the hood with draconic eyes, "Anyway."

"Only dark holy energy," the autumn themed woman, Mayor Retzi, says. "Otherwise it heals. It's living."

The mayor's assistant, Yolo, leans quite far over in her saddle, to look down at Jinks. "Where's the others? Are you bringing just males?" Her mouth wrinkles slightly in distaste.

The Swiftclaw remains still, raindrops spattering off emerald scales. It snorts.

Mikilos nods politely to the trio. Mostly the riders, but never hurts to be polite to a carnivore larger than you. "I did. Wrecked havoc with cause and effect, motivations, and exactly how old several people are now. The White Tower that allowed the effect was destroyed and lost, however." Might have been rebuilt, but no reason to go into that.

"'All travel is time travel; just in one direction at an unremarkable pace.'" Jinks recites the old joke with a ghost of a smirk. He reaches down into a shadow and tosses a few pieces of kindling and a decent-sized log into the freshly-made pit. The gnome then cups his hands into a loose fist and blows, pink most of prestidigitorial magic cleaning away the bark, sap, and dust quickly.

"I hadn't planned to come here-- but here I am," shrugs the gnome. Sitting up a little, he considers the current form of the conglomerate creature and offers a wave as an afterthought. "I have made inquiries with Goddess Dreaming's temple. If the Silver Guard answers my call you'd best act as paragons of virtue as she's a firm believer in first impressions."

He nods at Merek. "They aren't undead. Not in the blighted energy-sense, awnays, but perhaps.

"The great and good take time to rally without the threat looming immediate," he tells the women. "Give me time."

"Have you tried normal old swords and all that," Merek muses, then he lifts up his shoulders, "Anyway, there should not be difficulty in finding a way to negative energy channel in this place, I would gather that more mundane means would be better." He walks forward towards where the flesh is at, kneeling down to examine it.

<pre>GAME: Jinks casts Shadow Conjuration. Caster Level: 15 DC: 25</pre>

"Cutting and stabbing will wound them-- but also inspires regeneration and growth. Vigorous bladework can outpace it's capacity to heal," Jinks sighs again, wiping his face. "Hammer blows and hard impacts are most-effective." Turning, he watches Merek start towards the ruined town and sucks at his teeth.

"Merek," he sing-songs. A bejeweled hand reaches into his sleeve, stretching out the shadows there so that they begin to billow and expand. He waves that hand with a flourish and manifests a horse that roils half-formed in the dark of night. "It's real." He suggests, motioning for the man to climb up. "It will fly you there faster than on foot."

"Well you surprised us. We don't have time get dressed. It's rather embarrassing actually." Retzi admits, adjusting in the saddle but not dismounting. Perhaps she enjoys looking down on others.

Yolo, and oddly the Swiftclaw, listen intently to Mikilos before both their heads turn to face Jinks. Retzi continues to speak, "We looked into the Hole for you. By... well I really can't say. We did it ..."

She halts as Merek wanders away, off towards a fleshy lump five hundred yards away. "Um... um... you shouldn't do that."

The Swiftclaw snorts as a horse appears.

"It's not real." Yolo pats the rump.

There's a deep, rumbling growl that sounds exactly a large, oversized Siamese complaining. Very deep, very resonant, very unhappy, as if it recognizes that the horse is not real.

The shadow steed swiftly bears the Seer to his object of interest.

It's a lump. Dismounting for a closer examination, it is clearly meat, aged like beef jerky, or a gutted deer hanging and curing from a tree. There doesn't appear to be any organs, it seems uniform, muscle, gristle, fat, covered in a layer of congealed blood, surrounded by a concretion of soot that has soaked it up. It stinks. There are some flies stuck to it, all alive. The dead ones seem absorbed.

It quivers at Merek's presence, and then lurches, lunging in a swift movement that envelopes his head and shoulders, attempting to suck him in.

Mikilos watches Merek with a mild frown, but doesn't object. A brow quirks at the ladies mention of not being dressed, but again declines to comment. Then the lump moves, and the wizard is a bit more alert and active.

Merek seems to be caught up by the thing, and he lets out a small little sigh. He struggles a bit with it, but eventually he draws up what looks like draconic claws, moving it away and doing his best to back away from it, having what he came to get. Afterward, he climbs back up onto the steed to move along to where he was, cleaning himself off with magic.

"Don't argue with me when I'm trying to help you," Jinks challenges, lips pressed thin as he glares across the fire. The gnome seems on the verge of leaving for a moment but pulls his hood back instead, covering his face for the heartbeat it takes to turn all smiles.

"You both look supremely alluring," he promises, "I can barely keep my seat." Rings glitter in the firelight as he places a hand over his heart. "And your noble steed is great, strong, and proud.

"You could have an epoch to prepare and never look more lovely than you do now." He smiles, gestures, and then turns back to the fire.

"We just need to be better about working together," he finishes as some of the petals fall from his flowery words.

Contradictory, the ladies are dressed, wearing wilderness appropriate clothes, leather jerkin, pants, scaled boots. Green scaled boots for Yolo, orange-brown ones for Retzi. The Swiftclaw has a blanket, the double side-saddle and some baldrics.

"Oh, oh thank you." Retzi brushes her hand through her orange hair.

Yolotle also sits proudly, squaring her shoulders. Even the Swiftclaw appears mollified.

The moment doesn't last, as Merek's peril draws their attention. "Maybe a whole lot of fire will work." Yolo shouts at him.

"Maybe... no. Fire doesn't work." Retzi says, "Don't use Fire... dark man!"

The swiftclaw digs talons into the road, but remains in place.

The flesh is torn by the Seer's claws. He is successful in slashing it off him, although each cut bubbles with blood and a sickly boil erupts, turning into more flesh. He's able to retreat but it has grown larger. The shadow steed adds enough distance it stops pursuing.

Mikilos relaxes somewhat as Merek starts to return. "So they're immune to fire, and healed by positive energy. How have other energy types fared? And there was a mention of being shielded from magic? The lumps, or just whatever is down below?

"The tunnel," Jinks answers, turning to Merek. "Going down into the tunnel something is working against magics. I couldn't venture too deep. Not alone. Enhanced sound, worked. They have no eyes to be stymied by illusory magics... and this seems to somehow stretch into magics of the Shadow Plane." The gnome stands and stretches, walking around the fire and closer to the women (and mount).

"You went in. What did you find?" The maestro crosses his arms. "Be descriptive; I can reach into the Hymn to extrapolate but I need more than I have now.

"Please."

<pre>GAME: Merek casts True Seeing. Caster Level: 15 DC: 19</pre>

Merek looks back to the place where all that flesh is at, dismounting the steed while he nods, "Thanks, Jinks," then he takes the time to write sigils along in front of him, while he opens his eyes with them glowing an ethereal blue.

It's not a swiftclaw with women people riding it. It's some bizarre singular creature. The front half of a green dragon, with two long tails that become women. Sort of like nagas with humanoid female bodies. The tails become their hips, leading to a torso and a fully formed humanoid. There are some illusions to disguise it.

"We... ah... we didn't go in." Retzi says, oddly reluctant. Yolo stares at her, while the Swiftclaw shifts to keep its eyes on Jinks, the mouthful. The lightly scaled, autumn coloured woman fidgets a bit more, adjusting her seating, adjusting her hair.

"He said spirit of cooperation and honesty." Yolo says, resting a hand on the other woman's thigh.

Retzi takes a large gulp of air. "Okay. We... found some monsters in the forest, charmed them, magick'd them up and dropped them down the hole with a scrying on them to take a look around."

"Several times." Yolo adds.

"Some suggests several, yes. We did. It didn't last long. The scrying kept breaking up, we couldn't track them. It was harder and harder to find the critter, and... well they were in a pit with those things."

The swiftclaw meanwhile, stares at the Seer as he casts his spell. It snorts in alarm.

"Cold is effective." Yolo tells Mikilos, "Freeze them and beat them. The anti-magic... well, it seems the more they get bleed or get spattered, the more resistance there is to magic around them. Like the area is going dead."

She looks suddenly at Merek, "What are you doing?"

<pre>GAME: Jinks rolls Spellcraft: (4)+17: 21</pre>

"They're a vouivre, Merek," Jinks explains after nodding to accept the man's thanks. "A beautiful mutation that adds a third half." The gnome gestures between the two women 'riding' the swiftclaw. "They'd allied with a necromantic kobold dictator after being bewitched by her promises...

"But they're past that," he offers with no small amount of finality. The little dandy can be quite persuasive!

"Though... the idea of 'no more slaves' seems to need some explaining," sighs the gnome, turning around and pushing his fingers back through his loose, long hair. "You've also fed whatever it is more fodder," he observes. "So you never were able to scry it properly? Never saw it?" Turning back, he looks up between the women.

"... I can't help you with this if I die trying to root that thing out."

Mikilos nods thoughtfully at the words, blinking and taking a second look at the mention of 'vouivre'. That... explains a few things, actually.

The unmistakable sound of wings beating at the air announces Serene's arrival as Silver kills his speed, bringing the pair in for a brisk yet controlled landing. Feathers immediately ruffle as the feathered warrior reacts to his rider's stiffening, but Serene releases the reins with one hand to sink comforting fingers into Silver's neck feathers to calm him. She dismounts a moment later.

Once the paladin is fully grounded, the gryphon sidesteps a few feet. Not so much away from Serene and the gathered people of this out of the way meeting; more like one unsure of the ground here, wishing to be ready to act. Serene, for her part, studies everyone in turn... recognizing everyone save the two swiftclaw riders, each of whom are subject to a longer, more studious gaze. Finally she says, "I received your request, Jinks. I am here." Simple statements, though loaded.

The three get very fidgety, the two women pulling closer with Yolo putting her arms around Retzi. The Swiftclaw rubs one ankle against it's shin in a very human-like, nervous 'guilty'stance. It's almost a surprise when it speaks.

Its voice, her voice, is feminine and similar to the other two, despite being a few octaves deeper. She has the volume and resonance of an immense pair of lungs. She's staring directly at Merek, "You're making it very challenging for us to stay in our roles."

"Shush Yaree! Don't Speak." Yolo admonishes, looking away from Mikilos's thoughtful gaze. There's another deep grumbling-growl from the 'Swiftclaw'.

"We did manage to scry," Retzi continues, speaking loudly with the intent of steering the conversation, "The Hole goes down one hundred and eighty feet. It opens into a circular chamber. There's a huge mass of flesh in the centre of it, like a pond, and it's on the ceiling too. There's a big set of connecting tissue between them also"

"There are holes in this chambre, side passages, that have flesh in them too. One of the wolves ran to it's end. Its not an entrance or exit, more like roots growing out."

"Actually, I had a question about slaves and 'no more slaves'" Yolo interrupts, looking at Jinks, "is slavery okay as a form of punishment, for properly tried and convicted criminals?"

"Yolo!"

"Well I miss my kobolds."

"Maybe we can hire some, but Heroic Jinks has made it clear we're not allowed to make them stay." Retzi states.

Hints of their conversation were on the wind, snippets snappable by the arriving rider. The two woman and their mount immediately fall silent, staring at Serene.

Finally the spring themed one, Yolo, in green gasps, "Oh she's pretty!"

<pre>GAME: Serene rolls knowledge/religion: (9)+13: 22 (vs DC20 - Success)</pre>

Mikilos turns at the gryphon's arrival, watching with mild interest before nodding greeting to Serene. Turning attention back to the ladies, he inquires. "The Lumps, at roughly what range do they sense activity? How close can one get before they attack? And lifelong incarceration, aka slavery, is seldom proper."

"..." Jinks doesn't say anything but his exquisite gnomish features perfectly read 'perfect fucking timing' as the vouivre works in three-part harmony to dig itself a hole. Deep breath in. Slow exhale. "Serene."

The gnome half-turns. He's in front of the creature and in between it and the three less-familiar heroes. Running over him wouldn't be a problem for any present-- but maybe a one-thousand gold speed bump is enough to make people think twice.

Concerns on the matter of diplomatic relations fall to the wayside when it begins describing the tissue tunnels. The meat mound. The fleshy cravass. The black-on-black eyes have taken on grey swirls like smoked onyx spheres. He nods.

"Did you see anything moving around inside the space? A central node, clump, or knot? A brain? Discoloration...?" His voice is distant as he searches...

Merek blinks a bit at the swiftclaw, which... He then nods a bit, "I apologize, I am trying to figure out this flesh thing, well not much to speak of there, anyway." He waits, listening to everyone, and he considers. "Well, do we have any ideas? All I can think of is some kind of living rot that seems to be existing."

"But what about...?" Yolo starts to ask, before her 'sister' clamps a hand over her mouth.

"One topic at a time, Yolo, Mr. Mage." Retzi says, smiling hopefully at Serene, "Greetings. I'm the Mayor of this town, Rezti." She gestures at the blasted and burned landscape, and the crumbled shells of distant buildings down the road, "This is my assistant, Yolo, and our Swiftclaw, Yaree. We were discussing the current threat."

A large collection of fleshy lumps around the countryside, that keep growing.

"Apology accepted." Retzi dips her head in Merek's direction, "The connection between the two ponds of flesh had a discolouration at the centre. A large lump, it seemed a lot larger, and like there was more siney."

"There was something wrong when the monsters feel through." Yolo observers.

"Yes... they didn't hit as hard as we were expecting."

The Swiftclaw shifts in place, keeping an eye on Silver and the other eye on Serene.

"The little ones react when something gets within twenty feet of them. The flesh down the hole that reacts at a much greater distance." Yolo finally answers 'Mr Mage's' first question.

"Archmage Mikilostravia Abrioudelanarchie Mithralla, Lord of Estranillia, Builder Arcane, if one is feeling overly formal. 'Mikilos' is fine for most situation." Mr Mage introduces himself.

Serene offers a small, distant nod to Mikilos, but her eyes remain fixed upon the disguised creature. "As Jinks has said, I am Serene. A paladin of Eluna. I trust you know what that means." She lets this sit for a moment, visage grim as she watches the mayor for its reaction. Or various reactions, as the case may be. "I sense the darkness within you. It is, perhaps, only Maestro Jinks's claim you are upon a path of redemption that stays my hand. I recognize the trappings of Caracaroth about you which do very little to reassure me."

Off to her side, Silver returns the swiftclaw's eyeing, scratching the ground with one claw as he huffs... but he makes no further move.

"However, this threat you describe is grave, and I trust Jinks's account of the matter. You are warned, however, that I will brook no betrayal. If it is the path of redemption you seek, you had best follow it carefully and truthtully."

"Nice to meet you, Mikilos. OH! You build Arcane things? Can we order some?" Yolo says enthusiastically.

The Swiftclaw, with Rezti now, continue to warily watch Serene, and then waves her hands rapidly, "Ah... ah. I'm not a cleric anymore, I'm a mayor. Secular authority."

"We can order magic things later."

She squirms a little, remaining in the saddle, her sister is also a bit wriggly. "It is really bad. We were hoping to handle it without adventurers, but we couldn't. So, thanks for your potential assistance, Silverguard Serene."

The Swiftclaw looks at the Vardo, then swings her large head back around.

The gnome clears his throat, nodding again as he finishes listening to the vouivre's description. He's trembling as he breathes in, eyes rolling back as they seem to go from milky-onyx to smoke in his sockets.

"It's not of Ea..." he observes, his voice impossibly distant. A tiny tendril-- a ghost of a spiked pseudo-pod crawls out from the collar of his shirt, up his neck and around his cheek. "A rot... corruption that feasts and perverts without guidance." The tendril crawls into his smoke-filled socket and sprouts, branching and reaching and braching again like the groping tongue of a flatworm. "No mind to guide it..."

There's the echo of a thump from somewhere else. The gnome's sleeve has torn away and the ghost-image of lumpen, rotting flesh cascades down to pile and burble at his feet.

"There's properties... change as they touch new..." he belches as his face deforms from within. "The great and swollen might explode-- it can touch the Weave and corrupt it. Consume magic. It reaches for the Source."

"The pools resonate madness."

With the last observation the gnome collapses into a ghostly mound, meat, muscle, flesh, and bone with no organizing principles.

Jinks stands above the horror as it collapses away into quickly-dissipating smoke.

"... Mulria's sideways smile," he chokes right before turning away and retching up his dinner.

Mikilos nods. "I do build arcane things. We can talk later." The elf watches Jink's.... vision? With a frown and a hard swallow. "....drop in some Freezing Sphere's. Ice it solid. Drop in a cask of black powder with a long fuse, crack the frozen mass to pieces. Maybe sprinkle in some nethicite, if it feeds on mana."

The Swiftclaw takes a step, then another backing away from Jinks. She and her two riders stare with eyes widening in horror. Retzi is clutching at one of those discrete holy symbols on her collar that the sharp-eye'd paladin noticed. Yolo holds close to her, casting about for a weapon she doesn't have.

"Those... sound like great ideas." Retzi says finally, still staring at the aberration that was the little man, and now fading back to the gem-studded gnome.

"Actually... would you all look away for a moment, so we could get dressed properly?" Yolo asks, tugging at the saddle. "He's okay right, he doesn't do that normally?"

Mikilos immediately faces the other direction, but nods. "Very little of this could be called normal, but pretty sure he'll be okay."

"The discolored clump... stretching between the two pools," Jinks offers, leaning with one arm braced against far side of the wagon as he catches his breath. He leans forward a little and spits, trying to clear the taste of sick at least a little.

"It's not a brain but it's a central cluster... a cyst or a main nerve. That needs to be destroyed." He sighs, heavily. "Between the pools that resonate with the Void to fracture your mind. And the large clumps that will explode if they can't tear and consume...

"Help, please," he pleads.

Content her message has been at the very least received, Serene nods once to the Vouivre, then turns her attention to the bard as he taps into the weave, using himself as a vessel to impart knowledge of the threat looming in the described tunnels.. and despite herself, her hand goes to the weapon at her hip. Silver's wings unfold, beating once, twice, as if getting prepared for battle. But as the paladin's sword remains sheathed, the gryphon remains landbound when the bard's enchantment fades. Her eye twitches, once. Then her hand falls away as she walks over to Jinks, kneeling before him and putting a hand on his shoulder. "Hold still. Perhaps this will help." A soothing aura behind to radiate from the gauntletted hand, then flows into the gnome, settling in.

Serene is focussed on Jinks; Silver's not looking away. They don't have a mental bond or anything.

Mikilos takes a few steps backwards towards Jinks, offering a small flask that smells of wintermint and alcohol. "Clear the taste from your tongue."

Jinks' predicament offers a distraction and an opportunity the Vouivre isn't going to let go to waste. While the adventurers are occupied, and the mounts hopefully uncomprehending, Yaree moves to the front of the Vardo.

She, they, are wearing an illusion which as obvious to anyone with True Sight. Even those without would see something unusual as it strains to maintain the images of three separate forms of something that is clearly one. Retzi and Yolo fasten the harness straps around the Swiftclaw and then vanish beneath the Vardo.

The two women reappear at the side window, leaning out. "Is he okay? Do you want some tea?"

"Thanks," Jinks nods, suddenly holding a pocket square he uses to wipe his mouth before putting on a thin smile for Serene. He considers the paladin and then looks back towards Mikilos and Merek. "I have my bow and I can help to bolster your efforts... but most of my magics will be useless against this creature.

"I didn't realize it was pushing into the Weave." The gnome turns, looking across the ruined landscape through the rain. "Just give me a minute..." He's frowning as he pulls the hood of his cloak back up and goes for a walk behind the vardo.

Merek looks between all the people there, and nods a little bit. "I will need to get equipped with tools to handle all of this, for the time being I would like to study." He then pulls the dark longcoat about his frame and watches from the hood, draconic eyes curious about it all, "It's always something around here."

Serene gives Jinks a short nod, then rises as she watches him disappear briefly to gather himself. When she turns back to face the other, Mikilos, Merek, the mayor and her assistant, her eyes narrow a little bit at the change in the creature's presentation. "He will be fine. Give him a few moments while the rest of you finish explaining what you know of this abomination to me and how we might best attack it. It sounds as though my primary role will be to keep the rest of you alive while you freeze and dismantle it. But it would be best to have contingency plans."

"Jinks covered all of it, really. That's a lot more than we knew. After we finished of the wights it grew out of the hole and gradually took over." Retzi explains, sitting on the edge of the window. An awning protects her from the rain.

The mist is everywhere.

"I can't think of anything to add." Yolo admits, "the monsters didn't last very long at all. It reacts a lot quicker closer to the source."

"Fire doesn't work." The Swiftclaw rumbles, settling down on the ground. "It will try to corrupt your flesh, get inside you."

"Yaree! Don... actually that's a good point." Retzi interrupts, "They do sometimes shoot things, bones, boils. They will grab anything that lingers too long."

Yolo pops from the side window to the back window, where she can check on Jinks. She gives a rictus grin to Serene, and a slight wave. "Just a matter of waiting for the others. Want some scones?"

Scones or no, there is the waiting.

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==OOC==

<OOC> Cryosanthia says, "this is several hours coach ride from Alexandria, so not 'an easy stroll', you can have hired a ride or teleported or whatnot, been waiting a bit or bamfing in, as you will."

<OOC> Jinks can only think of Grant in Act 3 of Slither going "I'M SO HUNGRY" in chorus.

<OOC> Jinks says, "Did you want this scene to push right into the event on Sunday, Cryo, or break it up into two IC days?"
<br><OOC> Jinks says, "I need to sleep and was gonna pose Jinks out. But I can skip that if you want it to be the same IC 'day' as the event."
<br><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "AAAAAhhhh hmmmmmmm"
<br><OOC> Cryosanthia says, "actually 'same day' would kind of work, yeh. You, Mikilos, Merek and Serene are coming I think. Cesran or Stjepan might express an interest and show up. Whomever signs on first, since capping at 5"
<br><OOC> Jinks is just gonna marry you for capping at 5.
<br><OOC> Cryosanthia tailswishes, she's only for scaleys

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Lies of a Mission

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Cryosanthia: Created page with "<div style="padding:5px; background-color:#e7eaea;"> == Log Info == *Title: Lies of a Mission *Emitter: Robert *Characters: Robert, Jay, Nemori, Eztli *Place: A07: Lower Alexandria Market District *Time: Tuesday, November 01, 2022, 10:04 PM *Summary: Nemori, Jay and Eztli are working or hanging around the Ilife forge when Robert returns. He was away on a trip, that ran unexpectedly long. Jay is non-plussed, but Nemori reacts badly to his absence and not asking for help...."

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== Log Info ==
*Title: Lies of a Mission
*Emitter: Robert
*Characters: Robert, Jay, Nemori, Eztli
*Place: A07: Lower Alexandria Market District
*Time: Tuesday, November 01, 2022, 10:04 PM
*Summary: Nemori, Jay and Eztli are working or hanging around the Ilife forge when Robert returns. He was away on a trip, that ran unexpectedly long. Jay is non-plussed, but Nemori reacts badly to his absence and not asking for help. Eztli also explains she has lost too many friends and family. Robert apologizes but Nemori storms out, and Jay moves to follow her, unsettled by conversations involving family death.</div>

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Just west of the Northern Highbridge and east of the arena, commerce blooms. Noisy and bustling, most anything may be purchased here for a price. Vendors from all cultures sell their wares from exotically colored carts, and the smells of different nations and far-off city-states mix with local ones from Alexandria and its riverbanks.

For all its commerce, visitors are advised to keep hold of their purses. Even the merchants possess a certain, cunning look. Most are positioned at carts or stalls as opposed to a formal storefront, with trade here being mobile, and visiting from all parts of the world.

Though the quality of goods suffers here compared to Upper Alexandria, the options are more diverse. Too, the oversight of the Watch is slightly less, and during times events are held at the Arena, chaos abounds. After dark, the square becomes a hangout for bards and other entrepreneurs whose business is best conducted by night; the shadows at the edges of the square often contain furtive figures engaging in their own brand of business.

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<pre>-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Appearing, in Order =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Robert 6'3" 235 Lb Human Male A middle-aged Cerenzan with a friendly, fatherly vibe.
Jay 5'9" 145 Lb Eaglefolk Male A perky male Blue Jay with a discerning eye.
Nemori 4'10" 110 Lb Mul'niessa Female A tall and slender, dark skinned elf.
Eztli 4'6" 140 Lb Sith-Makar Female A two-toned, short sith-makar.
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Twenty-five days isn't a terribly long time-- certainly not for the longer-lived races-- but these things can be relative. It can seem longer when, for example, a friend is vague about a three-week trip, remains cagey about the details, and then is four-days late in returning with no word. It gets harder to follow instructions not to worry and might make one question promises to return.

Still, the day-to-day at the Ilife Smithy has continued apace with Nemori and the wargolem, Gramyre, to man the forge. And there were no over-promised or pressing orders left for either to scramble and fill. The workload was more than reasonable-- with room for Nemori to take on more if she desired. She was left in charge, after all.

So it might produce a sense of relief to hear the heavy crunch of sandaled feet coming off the cobblestone street and through the gravel to the little half-door on the smithy. To look up and see the aging Cerenzan carrying a heavy steel amphora in one arm while the opposite rests bandaged in a sling, tired-but-smiling.

The red-skinned human wears a muted brown, tan, and ochre kaftan with an extra woolen wrap to ward off the chill. He's tanned, too; quite a bit darker about the face than when he'd left.

Keeping the forge company, if not warm, is one Integrity C Truefeather, the 'C' is for cozy, and he is cozy in a blanket that half covers him. The half that is nearest the wall and the outside. He has a seat on box of scrap metal and some papers spread out on the barrel head of a container of quenching oil. Not one in current use, as that would threaten his filings.

"So, then this Citizen started accusing the prosecutor of sleeping with the judge. Very loudly. I told him that's absolutely something you don't do. In a courtroom, the Magistrate is God. So even if God is sleeping with the prosecution you don't mention it."

"Well that got me censured, and I'd be ok with that if the private citizen was held in contempt." The bluejay marks another note, "Except he wasn't, and I didn't even want to be there. He didn't want me either. I was assigned advice council for the defense. I wasn't the Defense."

His head pops up, "Oh hey, is that Bob?"

Nemori is, of course, at the anvil hammering a piece of glowing metal into shape. Flat and long, likely intended to be a blade of sorts. Wearing her heavy apron, but having shirked the tunic in favour of a snug, sleeveless shirt, sweat shines on her arms and her neck and her face as she beats the metal into submission. Tap, tap. Tap, BANG. Tap, tap. Tap, BANG. Jay's rambling to fill the void of conversation is something of the norm; sometimes prompting responses from the shadow elf, but more often providing something of a familiar comfort. A melody combined with the rhythmic hammering that sometimes, SOMETIMES, lets Nemori fall into something of a fugue state.

Not this time, however. Her ear twitches and her chin shifts to the side a little bit, though her eyes never waver from the flattening ingot. Alerted by Jay, she picks up on the crunch of gravel. All she says is, "Welcome back. There is an order pending on the ledger if you feel up to the task." Clearly she hasn't sen the man's injured state.

Eztli was a frequent visitor of the forge, even with Robert away, as it had become somewhat of a gathering spot, perhaps to Nemori's dismay. The small multi-toned makari was propped up on one side of the forge, flipping through one of her books. Occasionally she would look up from the tome, glance to the shadow elf, and hide her face back behind the book. "Jay, you know that it's not your place to call that out, especially if you aren't one of the attorneys present." Eztli sighs. "If the magistrate deems it irrelevant to the case or proceedings, then that's for them to decide, you know."

She sniffs the air once, and looks around. "That, it was starting to go away, but, yes-, that's Robert coming back! At least, I think so." They exclaim, leaving their seat. "Robert! You're, oh goodness, you're hurt, what happened? Do you need to go to the defence?" She asks a touch worriedly.

"I've spent enough time abed, thank you, miss Eztli," answers Bob with a smile. "Yes, IC, it's me..." and he clears his throat before adding, "Muse' grace, Lady Nemori. Maybe in a moment."

Stepping into the smithy, a visible tension eases from his shoulders as he sighs. Getting in out of the cold probably feels nice.

Navigating through the space, he draws near Jay and grins another greeting. Then, he hefts the heavy metal jug, braces the narrow base with the inside of one foot, and leans it into the corner a wall and crate makes. The stopper is unusual; metallic with six hooks holding it in place and made of runed, concentric rings. Likely a combination puzzle. The deep sound it made sitting down does a bit to imply its weight.

Bob sighs and rolls his shoulder to be rid of the load.

"I'm sorry for the late return," he offers, rubbing the back of his neck. "There was an unplanned stop and some further... unexpected delays. The Seers have said I'm fine," he adds to answer Eztli's earlier question.

"Well the citizen insisted on defending himself but he has no idea of court proceedings so I was assigned to him to help him file things, and not waste the court's time. So I had to offer guidance." The l-eagal egalrin hops to his feet, setting the blanket down, "except that only works if he listens to me, and he wouldn't."

The heavy jug immediately draws his attention, the bird-man's head turning this way and that to examine it. "What's that? You're really tanned. Are you sure you don't need healing? Do you need help with anything else?"

His dark feathered hand hovers over the combination lock, "Well, I told them time stretches out when you get older, so not to worry about being late."

Nemori sets aside her cross peen hammer, returning her piece of shaping metal to the coals with her tongs. Then she takes up the crank for the bellows, turning it slowly to bring the heat of the forge up. Only now does she look over at the returned Forge Master. Picking up on Eztli's concerned tone, she regards the human with narrowed eyes. She notes the injury, the skin tone.. the amphora as well, though her attention moves on. "I had feared you were not returning," she admits.

"I know, it's hard Jay, but you can't force them to do work they don't want to do." Eztli sighs. "Especially if they don't want help. Can you think of why they were so stubborn?"

But more pressing matters had their attention afterwards, and the small makari walks over to inspect the jug, and the man. "I was worried too. I just show up some time to find you're no where to be found. I don't want to lose any more people, you know." They huff. "Still, or because of that, I'm glad you're okay, and I think Nemori is, too."

"Mithral," Bob answers Jay. "Mostly. The top third is packed with elementally-charged crystal for my experiments." He smiles and watches Jay, nodding his head subtly, "I know the combination but you can have a crack at it if you'd like...

"Of course I was coming back." That simple phrase, directed at Nemori, does wonders to demonstrate how poor a liar the artificer is. He clears his throat again. "I caught a bug and needed seeing to." Perhaps an oversimplification or toned-down version of the truth. "We had to set down in the Shining Reaches and found Seers on pilgrimage to the Broken Plains.

"The sun never seemed to set while we were in the Vast." He shrugs and draws a hand down over a fresh beard even greyer than his thinning hair.

"I'm not in a hurry to leave any of you, miss Eztli, but this was a thing needed doing. Now it's done." He takes a few steps and sags dowwn onto a stool, blowing out a long sigh. "And I'm very glad to see all of you."

"Some people just think they know better and the rules don't apply to them." The bluejay shrugs, "Or he's got nothing better to do than proceduraly aggravate the legal process. He is skilled at that, some fantastic ideas."

"I might try a few of them myself."

The egalrin shrugs, "Maybe he's lonely and getting thrown in jail is the only way he can get attention."

"Bob, do you want a drink? We've got some water." Jay finds a ladel, "oh, not that water. We could order food. Fernwood Fly-out!"

He hops about happily, "But first! I'm going to try the lock." Leaning his head against the lock he listens carefully, like a woodpecker hunting grubs in bark, and starts turning the dials. clik-clik-clik. clik-clik-clik.

<pre>GAME: Jay rolls disable device: (14)+12: 26 (Success!)</pre>

Nemori's lips press into a flat line, looking entirely unconvinced, and the light blue of her eyes is almost piercing for a moment as she regards Robert after his deflection. Then she shrugs, stopping the crank as she retakes her tongs to pull her job back out of the forge. This time, however, she picks up a different hammer, and she sets the flattened steel on edge along the anvil's horn. Her hammering begins to slowly but a curve on the once-ingot. "It IS good you are back." It isn't exactly an affirmation of Eztli's claim of her being glad he's okay. "Maybe your neighbour will finally cease and desist her endless demands on my time with you returned to take up her attention."

"Robert you, if you aren't certain of what you were doing, then you always can ask me, or Jay, or Nemori for help." The small makari huffs again, before hopping over and hugging the artificer for a moment before stepping back. "So please don't worry us like that, or at least tell me, first. Okay?"

Eztli sighs, and leans against one of the walls, glancing between the egalrin attempting to open the object, and Nemori working. "Yes, do you want some food or drink? You must be exhausted, I can go out and grab some things for all of you. You too Nemori, I don't know if you're stopping to take enough breaks."

Bob's smile turns a little weary and he nods in surrender. "Of course. I'd trust all of you with nearly anything... but this was a private and personal matter come from events before you were--" he looks askance at Nemori and smiles a little brighter in spite of himself-- "before most of you were born.

"And now that it's done, I'd like to put the matter behind me. I'm very sorry for making any of you worry... or work harder than she's used to."

The big man nods. "Water would be lovely, thank you, IC, but if I eat now you'll have to cart me home. I just wanted to sit in the forge for a minute before I retire for the evening. Then I'll be back at work tomorrow."

"Okay!" The bluejay briefly abandons the lock puzzle to draw some water from the drinking barrel and bring over a cold mug. He sets it down beside Robert. "And I understand. Family secrets stay with family! Here, here's a good seat."

He's back to the lock puzzle, a slight turn, a reverse quarter turn, another turn, all with is ear carefully pressed against it.

There's a 'pock', the interlocking rings glow, and then the lid rotates slightly and jumps up a few millimeters. "A-ha! That was a fun one."

"I've been doing some research with Artificers... and... ah, it's not worth sharing. Maybe later." He leans triumphantly on the case.

Nemori's hammer blows have been getting.. less measured. Until she brings the hammer down unevenly; the head of the hammer bounces off of the hammered metal at an angle, then ricochets off of the anvil proper with a discordant tone. It slips from her hands and ends up bouncing off of the earthen floor. This is followed by a snarl of disgust as she tosses the unfinished blade.. what should have been a scythe blade, by the looks of it, though it is unfortunately now all wonky shaped.. to the ground as well, along with the tongs.

Then she whips about, pointing accusingly at Robert. "You left thinking you would not be back!" she charges. "Papers detailing the division of your property.. the certificate of ownership of your house.. you.. How do Integrity's people put it? Your affairs were in order? And you could not be bothered to ask for help?"

Nemori isn't exactly vibrating, but she's clearly let the reins loose. Her other hand gestures sharply towards Eztli, her next words building upon the diminutive sith's admonishment. "We are your family too!"

The small makari winced with every off swing, until the blade clattered to the floor. The small makari took a wide berth, reaching to pick up the red hot blade with one hand, and place it on the edge of the forge, followed by handing up the tongs where she knew they were kept. It may have to be melted back down or used for scrap, but at least no one would be injured by it lying about. It was all just a distraction, before they froze up on the spot, glancing to Robert. "You were, you were making wills for this?" Eztli asks, looking up to the man, and tilting her head to one side. "You, what could have been that important Robert? I know it's a bit selfish but, I don't want to lose any more family, not after everything. Not after everyone weathering all those wights that came by, giving me some small shred of hope."

Bob holds up his gloved hand and makes a calming gesture towards the mul'niessa, glancing at Eztli and Integrity, too. "IC helped me with the first draft of that after my Yetta passed. I've had those papers for years." He gestures towards the egalrin. "This... task had the potential to go awry; I was being overly prepared on the off chance I didn't return.

"I didn't tell you-- and, yes, IC, I found someone else to update the paperwork-- because I didn't want any of you to worry." He sighs and leans forward in the chair, resting his forearm on his thigh.

"We're all old men. You kids don't deserve our old battles." He sighs, tired suddenly. "I won't put you through it... and I didn't want you to see what we had to do."

"Well. I generally suggest people update their wills before adventuring and trips." The bluejay confirms. "I guess... well I haven't been practicing law as much as adventuring, so asking someone else makes sense."

He ends up sitting down on a crate, looking at Bob, then at Nemori and Eztli, "Sounds like you don't want to talk about what you had to do."

"You and Nemori could do dueling hammering and not talking about things."

Nemori doesn't look particularly mollified. She just stares at Robert for a few heartbeats, then spits out, "Fine." She pulls off her apron, which unfortunately ends up being more of a struggle and less an impressive show of pique due to the ties at the back.. but she does get it off, and she hurls it behind her, shooting Jay a glance that seems to say, 'not helping.' And then she storms off. Well, begins to storm off.

The shadow elf stops at the smithy's entrance, half turns and reaches one of her arms forth wards the water barrel; a quick enchantment summons a small deluge which drops into the barrel, some of it splashing back up and over the sides. Then, in very deliberate words, says, "Do. Not. Follow. Me." THEN she storms off.

She'll have to thank Eztli for picking up after her tantrum later.

The small makari holds up one hand as if to stop the mul'niessa from leaving, but she thinks better of it. "Just be careful on the way home Nemori, at least so I can worry a bit less about you tonight, too." Eztli sighs before she slumps down against the wall, pulling her tail into her lap.

"I'm older than you you know, Robert." They huff. "Old enough to know so many people, made so many friends and acquaintances-"

"And to see so many of them die before my eyes from those undead abominations of the dragon, or just finding the bodies." The small makari sniffs. "So worrying about that happening again, it can't be as bad as that, can it?"

"Integrity--" Bob's tone shifts only for him to stop talking when Nemori speaks her mind and storms into the night. "IC, I'm sorry," he grunts as he pushes up to standing. He walks over and gently takes the egalrin's head, stooping and holding it against his sternum for a moment. "I really, truly am."

The Cerenzan smooths Jay's feathers for a moment and then lets him go, turning to step, shift a box, grunt, and slide down to sit right next to the smaller sith-makar.

"I didn't mean to worry you, miss Eztli." He leans away and lifts his arm, settling back against the makari sorceress and wrapping her around the shoulders. "And I won't go anywhere for a good while, I promise."

"I'm uh... I'm sorry to hear that Eztli." Jay says, sounding flustered, spreading his wings and tucking them close in again. The subject is unsettling, he doesn't want to hear more. He is suddenly aware of the walls, and then Robert is holding him, pressing him close. The bird's heart is racing but the closeness is calming him. He returns the embrace and squeezes Robert tight. "It's good that you're back."

Released, he's at the exit, "I'm not following Nemori. Not that her elf eyes will see. I'll be back, soon, when I know she's home safe."

Silently, he's out into the night, his garish patterns somehow helping him blend in the shadows and city lights. He's away on silent wings.

"It's alright Jay, really. It's just, I guess that's why I'm so scared of people leaving, and being left in the dark with nothing but worry." Eztli sighs, waving off the egalrin. "I won't talk about it more now, I promise."

"I, I know Nemori will be safe, I trust her, but I understand, and I still appreciate it Jay. Don't worry about coming back to let me know, I trust you enough to make sure." They chuckle quietly as they lean against the artificer next to them. "I won't make you promise Robert, but, if that's true, that would make me happy. Just please be open with us, so we can help you keep that promise, okay?"

Robert nods in affirmation.

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Face to Faceless

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== Log Info ==
*Title: Face to Faceless
*Emitter: Jinks
*Characters: Jay, Slixvah, Patch, Zofija
*Place: A14: Entryway to Artificer's Hall Caverns
*Time: Sunday, October 30, 2022, 9:54 PM
*Summary: What do you do with a drunken sailor? Or a shapeshifting aberration pretending to be a drunken sailor? Chain him to a mast until he's sombre, probably! It's worse when he's really a Faceless Stalker with epic 'Poker Face' game. Integrity brings in smarter resources: Patch, Slixvah, while Zofija guards the prisoner and wins the Stinger aware for the day.</div>

-=--=--=--=--=-<* A14: Entryway to Artificer's Hall Caverns *>--=--=--=--=--=-

Descending the stairs beneath the Hall leads you into a large, stone foyer. Hastily converted from the old basement into a large, singular room, there are hastily-made benches, as well as a second, minor shrine to Reos and Gilead, under his role as a guardian of safe passage. The foyer itself is not sealed, though it is guarded by armed artificers from the Hall. Occasionally, there is traffic from the Hall and other areas--professors, artificers, as well as members of the Reosan and Gilean faiths. On occasion, adventurers as well, on contract from the Guild.

Adjoining the main foyer are two decontamination rooms. These rooms are used to cleanse and decontaminate between going to and from the labyrinthine basement and ultimately, tunnels that exist beneath the Hall, and wander beneath Alexandria. A large, artifice-enforced seal locks the way to these tunnels, though passes may be obtained through the Artificer's Hall, Adventurer's Guild, and similar bodies. Another set of decontamination rooms are on the other side of it.

Yet, it cannot be stressed enough how hastily this was put together. The foyer and its rooms were converted from the Hall's once-basement, the walls torn down and refashioned to what is seen, today. The seal itself was made quickly, and out of desperation. It needs work. It needs a lot of work.

The history of this area dates to the Hall's rising in 1018. Its spider-like form lifted on eight legs and then promptly froze. The movement left exposed the haphazard, basement offices and secret labratories of artificers and artificer-priests, each dedicated to the relentless discovery of machinations and SCIENCE! Although the top layer has since been converted into the grand foyer, here--the twisting, winding remains below are largely unexplored.

The depths beyond the Seal are too vast, too convoluted for any one person to map. It is said that the upper layers are composed of abandoned workshops and beyond are deeper tunnels, and tunnels deeper still. They wander past Alexandria's sewage, and even into old khazadi ruins from the days before the birth of the Fel. Morduzum. These ruins are, lore has it, cursed--a curse supported by the occasional appearance of beasts from beyond from their depths. How deep, and how expansive they are is uncertain, though it is said to stretch miles.

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<pre>-=-=-=-=-= -=-=-=-=-= Appearing =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Jay 5'9" 145 Lb Eaglefolk Male A perky male Blue Jay with a discerning eye.
Patch 4'8" 100 Lb Dawn Elf Female A blond Llyranesi with a port-wine stained face.
Slixvah 5'8" 130 Lb Eaglefolk Female A rust red/white Egalrin covered in veils, ribbons, and shawls.
Zofija 5'8" 225 Lb Hobgoblin Female A well-dressed Arvek-Nar with a big hammer.
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-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= As the GM =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Jinks 3'4" 39 Lb Gnome Male A gnomish fellow in fancy garb and jewelry.
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It's cold and dark outside, past suppertime and well towards winding down in Sage Orum's Plaza on this cloudy Eliday evening. Academics from diverse fields of study mingle, meander, and mosey to finish those last studies or head to their dormitories or apartments to relax, rest, and retire. The air still has the wet and earthy smell from the earlier rain.

The spider-shaped construction of the Artificer's Hall still hosts a modest amount of activity with the most boisterous section attended by younger men, women, and other in their comfortable clothes, house robes, and dressing gowns. A tenured Khazadi mastercrafter (with beard more grey than red) dozes in a plush armchair while the younger union enjoys the most informal meeting of the minds.

Down below the well-lit halls is the still, dank, half-cursed (and mostly-abandoned) catacombs. There's very little sign of life here and even less in the way of permanent lighting.

Bring a torch. Or a lantern. Or eyes that work in the dark. Something along those lines. Or don't and run into a wall; I'm not your mother.

A moldy and abandoned workshop has been repurposed into a makeshift cell. A gnomish watchperson looking like a squat, steel tortoise with a fantastic pink mustache idles by the open door wearing his gnight-visiogn goggles. Egntirely gno-gnnonsense, he doesgn't so much as gnod 'hello' with the egalrin returns with guests to see the prisogner.

Inside, the unremarkable man in unremarkable clothes hunches forward in a chair chained to a blocky and broken steam engine awaiting repair. The creature's unsettling features are obscured under a sackcloth hood and his hands are bolted fast into ball-shaped manacles. It clicks an idle tune with its tongue as it waits.

"So, Slix, I just wanted you here. Zsofija knows what is going on and I remember Patch and you were talking about magic things and Magus points and you might know something about this, arcane lore wise." Integrity explains. He's brought three lights, a torch, a magic stone and something windup artifice that clicks and emits a glow. As he has explained earlier, he's not a burrow owl, he doesn't like being underground.

Especially this deep.

"Anyhow, this Stalker and his friends kidnapped Cesseli, for reasons, well, I hope you can help me get it to explain." He waves a dark feathered hand, "more reasons than he wants to trade him for a lockbox. Allegedly. I don't know why... well whatever it is, would be interested in a Kulthian lockbox."

Slixvah scratches her head, a feather glowing out of the top of her head as she walks along with Integrity. "... kidnapped Cesseli? Wuh, we jus' saw da boi like, not that long ago. Uh... aight? Guess I can try and suss somethin' outta this."

She looks behind to towards the elf in question. "Wanna figure out this tag team, Pattie?"

"I don't know much about Kulthos, but I do recall a Cesseli." Patch admits, having followed after Slixvah as they were led here. A curious eye goes about this place, a glance lingering on the accused stalker, and this odd situation. "Though a mystery and secrets is always appealing."

A smile is flashed to Slixvah, Patch's shoulders given a subtle shrug. "I'm in, but... I might as a few questions." as if she doesn't already at times. "As for the lockbox. Who doesn't want to know what's in one? Kulthian means old, old can mean valuable. I see the appeal." she muses.

At one of the walls in the room, an arvek-nar was out cold in one of the chairs, looking much more paler than usual. It wasn't until there was some form of activity that the arvek-nar awoke with a snort, taking a look around and reaching for their hammer, but eventually leaving it be. Most of their stomach would have been bare, if not for the heavy amount of bandages around it. "I don't know too much about what's going on, if I'm being perfectly honest." The cavalier grunts. "All I know is that the bastard in that cell kidnapped someone, either split into three or had two accomplices, and abducted someone, I guess Cesseli is their name."

"Oyar? Y'ello now..?" The sack hood shifts as the head beneath it tilts up and the creature in unassuming garb sits a little straighter. "Me thinks we've had us a bit of he ol' mistake 'ere. I was lookin' fer the head, was I, 'n I got good'n bundled-off..."

Chains clatter and clink and the ball-mitts raise up to wave tiredly. They appear to be quite heavy. "... y'ello now..?"

"Yes, it's Cesseli," Jay repeats, passing the gnome guard and standing in front of the prisoner. "So, get ready. It's called 'Faceless' for a reason."

Keeping his distance, the bluejay reaches over and pulls off the sack-cloth hood, then steps back.

"It can also shape-change." The bluejay adds.

A grizzled brunette with gaunt, pockmarked features blinks and flinches as the hood is pulled away. He has a patchy beard and his short hair is wild from time spent in the hood. One eye droops and is glassy.

"... now that'd be a trick, says I," he marvels at Jay.

Slixvah gives a return smile in her eyes as a flash of one goes her one from Patch. "I am curious about tha' box, but ya kno', sometimes some things ain't meant ta be opened, ya dig?"

Her attention falls to the figure in the hood, her brows furrowing before-

"Oh shi- Muscles!" she gasps, slipping forward towards the Nar with hands outstretched. Both glow a white, soft hue. "Oh honey, oh sweetheart, oh precious...!"

A look over her shoulder as she takes a break from checking on Zofija. Her head tilts to the side. "Does they? Hm. That makes two's of us."

Patch lets Slixvah take care of Zofija, that rushed aid bringing a smile to her face as she casts the Nar a single nod. "Oh, I know. But secrets are tempting to many. A reason of its own." she offers after.

With her attention turning to the unmasked abductor, Patch raises a brow and steps closer to peer into those pocked features. "Such strange descriptions of what happened." she says of Zofija's words. "Split into three, or had accomplices?" this causing an ear to twitch. Someone has to focus on the task. "So, an investigation?" she asks, turning back to glance at Jay.

"Ah, I'll be fine, probably." The arvek-nar waves off, but making no actual attempt to stop any aid. "...Thanks, only real bad part is the fact that I probably shouldn't be drinking with all the blood loss."

"In a lot better shape than that sorry thing in there, too." She adds as she looks at the figure. "Don't let it fool you, it didn't look like that when it was knocked out or we brought them in."

The seaman has scene better days, in fact. He's been relieved of his cloak, coat, and belts, and his shirt is tattered, blooded, and scorched from all manner of stabbing, slashing, and spelling. A few faded, black tattoos show out through the ruined garment.

"Oooh, y'ello to you, missus," he croons, ogling Patch. "Think I've seen'a Sezeli. 's down near Eshtar, yarr?" He asks his question and then tucks his head, using a rivet on the forged mitt to rub his eyebrows. "Never seen her afore, says I. Learnt some Silly-mari in my sailin's, though..."

He clears his throat.

"Where is the brothel?" He asks in broken elvish. "By to the sand-ocean-water," he answers himself in a lower voice. <sildanyari>

"Investigation, interrogation, getting some answers. Something." The bluejay says. There's a glance at Slix and Zofija, her condition slipped his mind. He sets the torch in a wall sconce, keeping hold of his other two. The wall is leaned against.

"Except now..." He shrugs, "It's either lying now or it was lying then, or it lies all the time. We didn't grab someone on the way to the loo. Zsofija has been here the entire time, it looks like, from how she looks. So it didn't escape, grab someone, and tie him back up, fooling both guards."

He pauses to catch his breath, "The Alexandrian guards have a horrible reputation, can't deliver messages, running their own scams, easily bribed to let demons through. Allegedly. The level of incompetence, to have a prisoner escape and replace itself with another prisoner, and they not notice... in a prison half a mile underground where there's not a lot of foot traffic."

"Or light."

Jay pushes off the wall, standing tall, his wings folding, unfolding, refolding. "So I want Cesseli back. We had a deal, allegedly, but I don't know that he'll really give him back when we have no leverage on his friends. They might already have the lockbox, I haven't been home. They... seem to know all about me, they should know about where I live then, could have easily broken in."

"Changed to look like me. Like they have been impersonating Mama Bula's Kids." He finishes his opening statement.

<pre>GAME: Slixvah rolls healing hex: aliased to 2d8+witch: (11)+6: 17</pre>

"Oh baloney, Muscles, shut ya pretty mouth," Slixvah chastises, scowling as one of the hands rests over Zofija's stomach. Wispy tendrils rake across skin, making a uncomfortable crawling sensation as injuries are shifted to be nothing more than bruises and superficial abrasions.

The healing magics is finished of with a pat-pat atop Zofija's head as she gives a scornful squint about drinking and bloodloss. No words needed for that. Tending tended, she turns to observe the bound figure, arms crossed as her wings ruffle behind her. Her head tracks Tegri as he goes about his rambling. No- not rambling. Building a case. Giving context. Laying it all out.

She frowns- it's in the eyes-, and says, "Know everythin' 'bout ya. Meanin' they've in the circle wit' tha kids fo' as long while. Or been keepin' eyes on ya and used ya face."

A shift to look at the- well- shifter. "So... like. Why?" she gestures vaguely. "What's dis box das so important to ya?"

The broken tongue of her people brings a smile to Patch's face. "Aww, aren't you just cultured. I actually understood that." she chimes, even wiggling a brow at the 'man'. "What are you really?" she asks herself in <Sylvan>, a giggle hidden behind a hand she quickly rises.

"Well, if I know one thing... it's that Zo-zo is a straight talker, and if they say it's not 'human', I will start there." Patch says firmly to Jay. "You might let some others try their hands first. Being a Voice... doesn't always mean I'm gentle."

Patch's attention seem to linger on the Box after Slixvah's words, bobbing her head in agreement. "As with all things, something is motivating them, a bit creepy as it is." a glance then tossed to Zofija. "Could you describe what it looked like when it was passed out?"

"I know, I know, I already got healed by the goblin cleric that was with us, but I'm pretty sure she needed to take off to make sure she wasn't paying the road and sewer crew for nothing." Zofija grunts once, before she looks to Integrity, and coughs. "Hey, it's clear they know a lot, but we don't know _how_ much they now, if you get what I mean? We don't know what they're capable of, but, you know."

"Like you know, they wouldn't have tried to bargain for the box if they had it, or already knew where it is. So be careful, alright? Not like this place is warded or anything."

The Arvek-nar looks to Patch, and nods. "Not really, didn't get a good look at it, and I was trying to stay concious at the time while making sure there was no funny business. Looked all wrinkled, had a bunch of weird holes in it's skin. And it mentioned something about a legion." They explain. "Jay called it a faceless stalker, they might know what it is better."

"... don't need no box? Got a perfek'ly good footlocker already..." mumbles the prisoner as he bounces his one good-eye across the room.

"'s all fascinatin' but quatermaster's gonna have me hide, so..." the old sailor lifts up his shackled hands again and offers a yellow-toothed smile. "Honest as the sea, I'm a man, says I... an' four-bells comes quick...

"You lubbers don't wanna see this poor rigger flogged, do ya?" He grins piteously and does his best to gesture at his wounds. "All'ready in a sorry state after that Ox-rumble..."

And the mention of 'faceless stalkers' he holds up the ball-shackles as if to point at his weather-beaten features.

"Yes. I want to know what it knows. What it knows that we know and all the other knows, I don't need." Integrity says, looking at Patch, "if you want to try your hands, sure! Human hands are stronger than Egalrin's, not as strong as Arvek Nars."

"Who are they or working for, What does the lockbox do, why the kids, is there something else about them, how did they find out about it."

The bluejay shrugs again, "but you see its answers. It knows what was on the note, but if its going to keep up its pretense it's can't let on. So you'd be better, Patch, as you don't know what it said so you're free." To make any kind of threats.

"I want Cesseli back, but if we can't arrange a trustworthy exchange, which probably would include knowing a bunch of those other answers. Well, there's no reason to be here, and we can just tell the mages to send someone with dispells and fireballs to do what they think appropriate."

<pre>GAME: Slixvah rolls knowledge/dungeoneering: (8)+6: 14
GAME: Patch rolls 1d20+2+2: (1)+2+2: 5 (EPIC FAIL) (Bardic Knowledge)
GAME: Zofija rolls knowledge/dungeoneering: (13)+4: 17
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+10: (20)+10: 30</pre>

Slix lets out a long sigh, her crossing her arms as she squints at the sailor. "Sugar, you're playin' ya cards so well ya loopin' back 'round ta not bein' believable. Bless your heart. Loo'. Blue here's got valid question fo' ya. And tha' betta ya answer, tha' better tha city deals wit' ya. You heard it yourself: the Watch sucks duck eggs. But we's knows them, and can make this sitch a lil' less cruddy fo' ya."

Her eyes flash briefly, a rare, sinister look crossing her features. "... or, if, tha's not good 'nuff. I could make one of your best assets... go away. How'd you like it if... your pretty little voice was just..."

She snaps her fingers.

"Oh." Patch says to Zofija in return, nodding as she ignores the pocked man's words. "I have heard that term before, and I recall some gossip over it all, but not much. So you sure its a creature?" she asks, an eye finding Integrity. "I am under the impression it isn't lying to me, and if I hadn't of been warned, I might of... called for it to be set free."

"Well, maybe not. I'd fear what he would take to the brothel, but... I find it convincing none the less." she says, turning to Slixvah and Zofija as she takes out her goblin army knife. "Does it respond to stimuli?"

<pre>GAME: Slixvah rolls bird diplomacy: aliased to diplomacy+3+3: (5)+8+3+3: 19</pre>

"Look, you can cut the act already, please do it, you'll save us all so much time and trouble."

"Why go through all the trouble of threatening death if we kill you, then when people are thinking of letting you go potentially, you clam up and start talking in tongues? If you're not going to be helpful either way, we could just kill you here and be done with it, you know."

The arvek-nar grumbles to herself, crosses her arms and settles back down into her seat.

The sailor listens to Slixvah, tipping his head to one side and finally shrugging. Then he grins at Patch-- only to look crestfallen when she questions his health.

Something Jay says makes the man laugh, a barked "har!" that produces a brief, dry coughing fit. He goes red in the cheeks-- his pimple-scars turning a darker shade-- but quickly recovers and catches his breath. "Ship's sailed, mayhap?" He smirks. "Don't know nothin', says I. I Bet my brawlin' pals just up and run-off't when I dropped in the Ox, yar? Sound like someone 'portant to you...?"

The older man considers the other egalrin and gives a 'hmm!' at her words. "Roust up fer me what you gave her--" he tips his head to the wonded Arvek Nar-- "or get a proper sawbones inn'ere. 'Less cruddy,' says'er." He puts on a face of mock terror. "Yarr, naw, not m'tavern-singing' career..!"

Zofija draws another shrug from the man and he shakes his bindings. "Where I sit trust stores is mighty low. Got a foot'n three toes in the deep dark'n you lubbers stash in... not inn'a proper lockup...

"Fishy, says I..."

<pre>GAME: Jay rolls bluff: (17)+8: 25
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+3: (16)+3: 19</pre>

The bluejay nods, pulling aside his shirt to show a small circle of bloody feathers. He lets the lapel fall away, brushes at his arm feathers. "It is a creature. It sucked out a lot of my blood, cut Zofija, she was bleeding copiously. It doesn't have a face, hence 'Faceless'. It has swirls and slits, a remora-like mouth. Uninterrupted, in ten minutes it can change to look like something else. It's resistant to impacts, it's very rubbery. Cartlidge, like sharks, I think, not bone."

He shudders a bit, staring at Patch's knife. Perhaps that is why he feels so comfortable around her; she reminds him of Nemori. This thought leads to others, why would he feel -more- comfortable around maniac women with blades. It can't somehow be related to talon'd feet, can it? He glances at Slixvah. She uses a dagger in a lot of her magics. Hmm...

Jay touches his fingertips over his eyes, "Sorry. My mind wandered. It can't split into three, that I'm aware of, so ... well... they were expecting to be chased, they were expecting to be caught, they had notes prepared to bargain with. They also thought bargaining could be an option."

The l-eagal egalrin huffs, and folds his arms, "Seems that ship has sailed, it says. Wants to be in a proper lockup where it can more easily bamboozle it's way out. Low trust stores, on the money there. Clever, but not clever enough to figure we're the ones that need convincing. That it cares about it's life, that there's a way to get Cesseli back still."

<pre>GAME: Slixvah rolls healing hex: aliased to 2d8+witch: (5)+6: 11 (on jay)
GAME: Slixvah rolls healing hex: aliased to 2d8+witch: (9)+6: 15 (on faceless stalker)</pre>

Slixvah peers over at Tegri as he shows off the wound, her brows raising high. "Eeewww... aight. Ya'll lovlies need ta /tell me/ when ya'll got freakin' boo boos before a /make more/ boo boos," she huffs at the l-egalrian. She ends up murmuring to herself, "It's free heal-estate, c'mon."

She steps up to Tegri, a hand glowing a pale white light with familiar tendrils wafting from it as she holds it out to him. She looks to Patch. Then up to the ceiling. "A brothel..." she echoes, letting that thought wander before giggling to herself and shaking her head. "They's convincing Patty, but they's doin' it /too/ well, ya dig?" A glance to the goblin knife, but she doesn't stop the elf.

She meets eyes with Jay before turning to the sailor. "Aight. Blue here's got good points. I'm going to- on good faith- fix ya up a bit like you want. But give us somethin' ta work with after I do it. Because I ain't no god, but I can giveth, and I can sure as sin taketh away."

Her other hand glow a pale white light, and brushes against the prisoner.

<pre>GAME: Patch rolls Perform/sing: (19)+9: 28, "Bluff. :)"</pre>

Patch is busy fiddling with the small levers on her knife, finding a piece of wall to occupy as the others take up some time with talking. "I do have a few tests I can run." her eyes flicking up to Integrity as she catches him staring at the knife, smiling broader in return to the bluejay. "Damn, got you real good." stepping a bit away so Slixvah can tend that wound too.

"There you go being nice, and ruining my fun, Slix. Just give me a minute, and I'll be all set. I mean, it's not like the thing is willing to admit much, but it does know how to string the words together well. Eventually somewhere in what's about to come... it'll realize cooperating might of been better." Patch says, seemingly serious as she continues her prep. "Yeah, no. Do keep it occupied. Let it waste more time."

It might be a half-bluff, but Patch is stilll sent laughing because of Slixvah and Zofija.

"I'll tell you next time, but I got healed, I'm just tired mostly." The arvek-nar shrugs. "I'm getting real confused why it's even trying to keep up a charade here. Honestly. Of course, there's two others out there, as well."

"Like you know, Jay, did you even hire a guard for this place? I don't know anything about that gnome outside." The arvek-nar asks. "Less you want to just take a smaller hammer than usual and see how one of their hands or legs react to getting smashed."

The prisoner shudders and sighs at Slixvah's touch, tension smoothing out of his face as the wounds close over with pink, pimply flesh before settling down to match the rest of his tanned and tattooed skin.

"Because I'm fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuucking bored," he finally sighs in a different voice. It's an eerie, wind-whistling whisper. He glances over at Jay and shakes his head. "You took your sweet time and left me with a real conversationalist... and the snoring."

An annoyed look is given to the arvek nar. "I think your nose is broken.

"And I don't know what these veiled threats are but, Garm's balls... more flies with honey."

He drops his arms down between his knees and the manacles fall off one after the other, his hands unfold from smushed cylinders and retake a normal hand-shape as he flexes his fingers.

"Money, by the way. Money. The lockbox is valuable to people. Who wants it? Who cares as long as they have money." He reaches up and scratches at his neck, closing his eyes and sighing with relief. "Aaaaaah--'nd you can have the kobold back tomorrow all together or over the span of the next tenday in pieces.

"We wouldn't be in this situation if our paralytic wasn't faulty," he wheezes, annoyed.

It wasn't long, just the time it took Jay to grab a watchperson, then get the girls. The Faceless stalker is complaining about being alone with Zofi.

"I grabbed a watchperson, to sit with you Zofija." Jay replies, pulling on his vest and aiming his tailfeathers low. "I'm not used to sprint-flying. I perch at a desk all day."

"And you are terrible at negotiating contracts. You didn't recognize yesterday that you were dealing with four independent contractors, not a hierarchical structure, and that any contract I entered wasn't necessarily binding with the others."

Integrity slaps the floor with a talon'd foot, "And a creative bargainer would have noticed that you haven't detailed if you want the lockbox intact, unopened, complete with contents. I could open it and return it empty, or even smashed and that would fulfill the -expressed- requirements. Sure, it is implied, intact, like we want Cesseli back, intact, and not in pieces. But! Not stated, only implied. You could drive a galleon through that."

His beak turns, gazing at Slixvah, just to look at her, before facing the stalker again, "Also a skilled enough Cleric could bring him back from death with enough pieces, wouldn't even have to go to ten-day, but I wouldn't want to subject a friend to that."

"Nemori would be so much better at this. No one believes she has friends." Or that she cares for them. He produces a notepad, a feather-pen, he's got them everywhere, "So you want the lockbox, unopened, with original contents. The free negotiation advice. So, clearly we're not giving it to you and letting you wander off, so where can we find your friends to give it to them?"

Slixvah adjusts her white gloves as she raises a brow to the prisoner before snorting at Patch. "Someone's gotta be tha nice one befo' tha bad is used. Tha' guy's right: catch mo' wit' honey."

She listens to Jay and the prisoner, before her attention rips over to the clanging of metal. Blink blink. She's looking back at Jay with a bewildered expression. "Yo, like, uh," she looks to everyone else, a bit on edge. "Guys...?"

Gesturing vaguely at the restraints being gone.

"I count me not getting a turn as a success." Patch muses, a final lever adjusted and flicked in the long process of getting to the tool she wants. Raising it to her lips, she aims it at the creature, eyes narrowing as she blows hard and threateningly into the mouthpiece. She was about to blow hard into it when Slixvah's words hit her ears, eyes going wide and she half-chokes. Kwaa----*cough*---*hak* the worse sounding duck call being produced as she is now alerted to the freedom the prisoner has, and looking to the others. "Well, we really are bad at this, aren't we?"

"Sorry, some nutjob had a bunch of golems filled with blood rake broken glass through my chest, so you'll have to excuse me if I'm not sleeping too soundly." Zofija grunts, shooting a glare at the prisoner. "Flies with honey you know, it requires an actual willingness to communicate. If you want honey, you need to not piss off the bees, or they'll be too busy stinging the shit out of you to get any work done."

"Or we could just pay you whatever you were offered to get this damn box, and you can be on your way. Because I'm not sure I trust whoever's hiring people to kidnap folk to get what they want in life, you know?"

Jay isn't half-done speaking before the prisoner is sitting forward with his eyes screwed shut, pinching at the bridge of his nose. "You're..." he sits back. The way his voice is now, it just sounds like one, long, articulate sigh. It might be.

"Semantics. We're not getting married or annexing Blar; this level of detail isn't required." A hand drags down his borrowed feature as he rolls his eyes back down and stares at Jay. "If they aren't happy, the bookworm gets it. It's very, very simple.

"Again... I think we're on backup plan... four? Five?" He gestures around at the makeshift cell. "Not my ideal Eliday night.

"An aside: if you're in the market for Veyshanti jellyfish toxin, forget it. This year's harvest works about as well as the fifth leg on a gelding.

"So..!" he braces his hands on his knees and leans forward, though he doesn't stand yet. "I think I'll have my things and go. I'll touch bases with my people and we can get back to you. You can keep the haver-ring (lucky you) and I'll see if I can't negotiate a day before the first toe comes off the little lizard..?

"The brothel, by the way. My ideal Eliday night." He clicks his tongue and makes positive gesture.

<pre>GAME: Jay rolls sense motive: (8)+11: 19
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+10: (1)+10: 11 (EPIC FAIL)</pre>

He's being dishonest but maybe not in the expected way. He's not suuuuper confident he can do any of the things he's offering. He actually might be a little scared about what'll happen to him after he leaves.

No one else has gone missing, yet. Kerry-Anne was impersonated, Tamzin was grabbed, but they failed to kidnap her and got only her jacket. A reason for lamenting the jellyfish toxin; everyone has resisted it. Since then, the kids have made a point of not going anywhere alone. Cesseli ended up a target as he's more easily isolated. He's not really one of their crew, only in the employ of Mama Bula.

Egalrin eyes glint, peering closely at the stalker, evaluating non-existent plumage. "Well, point, it's not negotiating in Blar, where the Orcs can get very 'letter of the agreement'. We're still back to first base."

"We don't trust you. You don't trust us. You've not given us any reason to do so, no information we don't already know, and you're asking us to let you go and trust you to come through on the agreement."

Integrity leans a little closer, "Are you sure you can do the things you're offering? That they won't assume you -have- told us everything you could, and just kill you and screw us?"

"If you're not sure, why should we be?" He spreads his wings, "I'm looking for an alternate arrangement, perhaps with a prisoner exchange. You with the lockbox taped to your back. Or to a key to another lockbox, that's closer to where you end up after the prisoner's are exchanged."

Jay finds set of ancient, corroded gears to put a foot on top of, then leans on it. Staring. "She had a good point about the bees."

''to be continued...''

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Winter's Bite, Part 1

2022-11-01T20:36:39Z

Cryosanthia: Created page with "<div style="padding:5px; background-color:#e7eaea;"> == Log Info == *Title: Winter's Bite, Part 1 *Emitter: Patch *Characters: Faiza, Slixvah, Jay, Robert *Place: Mountains North-West of Alexandria *Time: Monday, October 31, 2022, 6:34 PM *Summary: While traveling a mountain trail an adventuring party is caught in a heavy snow from a freak storm. Having to take refuge in a small enclave of hermits that offer some respite from the chill, something is noticeably wrong with..."

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== Log Info ==
*Title: Winter's Bite, Part 1
*Emitter: Patch
*Characters: Faiza, Slixvah, Jay, Robert
*Place: Mountains North-West of Alexandria
*Time: Monday, October 31, 2022, 6:34 PM
*Summary: While traveling a mountain trail an adventuring party is caught in a heavy snow from a freak storm. Having to take refuge in a small enclave of hermits that offer some respite from the chill, something is noticeably wrong with the weather. The winds and snow aren't the only thing making noise and trouble, and the night shall be long. As the adventurers relax in an ice cold pool and make dinner, they are attacked. Yetis and Ghouls, sent by a horned Oni, perhaps in service of the Snow Regent, Lady Sha-kho, known to kidnap folks every other generation. They fight, and prevail, but the night is not over.</div>

<pre>-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Appearing =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Faiza 5'0" 120 Lb Mul'niessa Female Ginger Mul'niessa in shiny armour and blue cloak.
Slixvah 5'8" 130 Lb Eaglefolk Female A rust red/white Egalrin covered in veils, ribbons, and shawls.
Jay 5'9" 145 Lb Eaglefolk Male A perky male Blue Jay with a discerning eye.
Robert 6'3" 235 Lb Human Male A middle-aged Cerenzan with a friendly, fatherly vibe.
-=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= As the GM =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Patch 4'8" 100 Lb Dawn Elf Female A blond Llyranesi with a port-wine stained face.
-=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=</pre>

Contracted to take supplies to a remote mountain village, 'The Party' has been left with a wagon, several mules, and supplies. This task was supposed to be a no-brainer, even by the Explorer's Guild standards. You left Alexandria the day before, following the northern mountain trails, and pressing deep into the spine of those large protrusions of rock an earth.

The weather for the first part had been fair, but now it begins to sour. The sky darkening to a deep grey, and the temperature dropping to near alarming levels.

'The Party' was armed with a map, but the ways to the village is still a good full day away. You could brave the elements, or there is a small dot, a monastery of sorts scribbled upon the paper. It's close. Perhaps only a couple hours.

<pre>GAME: Slixvah rolls alertness: aliased to perception+2: (12)+12+2: 26
GAME: Slixvah rolls knowledge/nature: (9)+9: 18
GAME: Slixvah rolls knowledge/arcana: (5)+14: 19
GAME: Faiza rolls perception+2: (4)+4+2: 10 (+2 Keen Senses)
GAME: Robert rolls Perception: (13)+11: 24
GAME: Robert rolls Knowledge/Arcana: (3)+16: 19
GAME: Robert rolls Knowledge/Nature: (15)+6: 21
<OOC> Jay says, "does this count as urban or forest for bonuses to perception? Urban is sometimes 'roads'"
GAME: Jay rolls perception+2: (2)+15+4: 21 (Terrain mastery: Forest +4, Urban +6)</pre>

The storm clearly looks like trouble. It's bad, and closer than it appears. At best, there is only have half an hour until it overtakes the caravan.

An egalrin woman bundled in a multitude of colorful robes with wings adorned in a fluttering rainbow of ribbons is no stranger to travel. She loves to wander. In fact, she's been scribbling away in a notebook, trying her hand at drawing maps just for the fun of it. The mountains were lovely, and it gave her the itch to want fly up and down them greatly.

But along her travels, her feathers floof up a bit. Then a bit becomes some. Then some becomes a lot. Slixvah shivers, looking up to the skies as her dying light goes away from the scuttled sun. "Uh... loves, we... miiiiight need ta pull ova. Me thinks a rough storm's comin', and shelter we're gonna need baaad," she informs in a worried sing song.

Integrity C Truefeather, esquire, the 'C' is for coach-driver, is apparently certified and part of the teamsters union in addition to being a lawyer. A qualification he has reminded the supplied driver of no less than seven times. In case he needs to take a break, or missed that pot-hold.

So much for letting him ride 'Crossbow'.

He's avoided the dark mul'niessa with the glowing red eyes. She gets a few quick, nervous glances, the sort he shares with Nemori. He suspects they're cut from the same cloth. Or like cutting.

Something.

"Yes. Yes! That storm looks really bad. It's a lot closer than it appears." The bluejay caws, "There's a dot on the map. Do we want to try the dot on the map?"

Bob is a metallic titan of matte, powder-black adamantine trimmed in burnished brass and dotted with the occasional socket hosting a neon-blue crystal. With his bowl helmet open and hanging back on its gorget hinge, his head looks too small between oversized pauldrons. His blue Dragonieri heirloom cloak has already begun to flap and catch in the winds.

"We won't outrun it," Bob agrees, already working into his hip-pack with articulated gauntlets to delicately pluck out a trio of jute pouches with green-thread drawstrings. "These will keep you warm; crush it in your hand--" he pantomimes with his other titan's fist-- "and then give it a shake and put it in your pocket.

"We won't outrun the storm even if we make for the cliffside monastery... so we might need to keep an eye out for other shelter along the way."

<pre><OOC> Robert has "scrolls" of Endure Elements he can use on folks if they're OK with it.
GAME: Robert casts Endure Elements. Caster Level: 7 DC: 15
GAME: Robert used a Scroll of Endure Elements.
GAME: Robert used a Scroll of Endure Elements.
GAME: Robert used a Scroll of Endure Elements.</pre>

The Mul'niessa, despite appearances, has actually proven to be relatively sociable. She even introduced herself when the group met up at the Explorers' Guild to take on their cargo. "Faiza Belvade(FIE-zah Bel-VAHD)" has made no secret of where her allegiances lay, given how generously bedecked she is with the symbols of the Elunan faith.

As the weather takes a turn for the worse, there's no comment from the glowy-eyed elf; she merely pulls her cloak a little tighter around herself and walks on beside the comparatively slow-moving wagon, long-hafted silvery weapon currently used as a very fancy walking stick.

The magic helps, and its duration is something that greatly benefits the party. The cold and snow easily mitigated as they make progress on the mountain trail. The chill dips low, and the wind begins to pick up as the storm catches our heroes out in the open, the walls above and below offering little to no shelter. It begins with a wall of sudden heavy snow, within an hour leaving a foot of it piling and making it hard for the cart.

<pre><OOC> GM: (Perception - No negatives, Endure Elements negates them.)
GAME: Jay rolls perception+2: (10)+15+2: 27
GAME: Robert rolls Perception: (16)+11: 27
GAME: Robert rolls Knowledge/Arcana: (8)+16: 24
GAME: Slixvah rolls knowledge/arcana: (9)+14: 23
GAME: Faiza rolls perception+2: (15)+4+2: 21
GAME: Slixvah rolls alertness: aliased to perception+2: (3)+12+2: 17</pre>

A big hailstone fall out of the sky and land in the snow a few feet from the cart. A loud thump, and a whizz.

The rust red and white feathered egalrin woman merrily introduced herself at the start of the trip- "Pleased ta meet ya! I'm one of the bestie, takes little ta impress me, I'm Slixvah Unmesi!" A very cheery moment.

She is not super cheery now. Except for a somewhat muted: "Ye ye, Blue, let's go ta whatever tha dot is. Maybe we can scribble somethin' on there once we get out!" Adventurous.

She's about to bundle up more, but Bob's offering is met with a gleeful, "Oh heck yes, Robby Bobby, gimmie them hot hands!" The pouch is taken, crushed and shooketh, then promptly stored in the many, many pockets on her robe(s).

Slix, as she's sitting there, blinks once. A hand darts out and she splays her fingers. Making a wave with them... "... hey uh, loves, somethin's... off. I feels magics. A lot. Like-"

Thunk. "... was that a rock?"

The black, white and blue jay egalrin takes the jute pouch and crushes it, totally crushes it, as directed. He shakes it, then slips it into his pocket. "Okay. Okay! Thanks Bob."

"We're not going to make it in time. Let me check the wagons." He hops off his seat and makes a moving inspection, flying alongside, occasionally alighting to pull on a rope. "It looks secure."

Finished in time before the storm hits. The spell helps wonderfully.

"I think.. no, not a rock."

Caught off guard by the sudden appearance of some VERY large hail, Faiza steps to the side away from the wagon, hefting her walking st-- ranseur up to a shoulder. "I am not a weather-witch," she says solemnly, "but that seems unusual, even in a snowstorm." She doesn't have much in the way of magics to prepare in case of trouble, so she merely stands there, narrow red eyes scanning the area immediately around the cart. What do your elf eyes see, Faiza? Snow. A lot of snow.

"Stay close, kids," Bob suggests, flipping his domed helmet closed. He picks out the next of the many gewgaws hanging from his belt and twists a stumpy cylinder into a socket on the inside of one of his vambraces. Steam hisses and gears turn smoothly on well-oiled shafts. There's a percussive clk-clk-clk as the adamantine plates of his armor seem to ripple and reinforce, individualizing like the scales of a dragon.

""The old girl's running smoother than ever; she can take a few hits," he explains, his voice tinny and distant echoing out from inside the helm. "Just help keep me pointed in the right direction and we'll get there."

The older Cerenzan will take point, hoping the oversized and reinforced titan's armor can accept the brunt of the unnaturally bad weather as they work towards shelter from the storm.

<pre>GAME: Robert casts Ablative Barrier. Caster Level: 7 DC: 16
<OOC> Patch says, "I need a High/Low Declaration or Odd/Even declaration."
<OOC> Slixvah puts on shades. "Always high."
<OOC> Faiza says, "High all the way then. Go High Team! -- that came out wrong."
<OOC> Robert will go with solidarity and take high, too.
<OOC> Patch says, "Jay, high or low? Cart, high or low?"
<OOC> Jay says, "High and High"
GAME: Patch rolls 1d20: (5): 5
GAME: Patch rolls 1d4: (2): 2
GAME: Patch rolls 1d20: (7): 7
GAME: Patch rolls 1d4: (2): 2
GAME: Patch rolls 1d20: (5): 5
GAME: Patch rolls 1d4: (1): 1
GAME: Patch rolls 1d20: (6): 6
GAME: Patch rolls 1d20: (19): 19
GAME: Patch rolls 1d4: (3): 3
GAME: Patch damaged you for 3 points. 39 HP remaining.
<OOC> Robert says, "So, apologies in advance for shenanigans, Patch. But I'm DR2/Adamantine, DR5/- for nonlethal attacks,"
<OOC> Robert says, "the first 5 lethal damage from each attack that bypasses my DR is converted to nonlethal."</pre>

The hail doesn't take long to manifest harder, peppering the party, and threatening the cart. Luckily in the hours of the worsening storm the monastery is only about another hour away. However the party has little cover, and the falling ice is becoming dangerous. Without much aid the snow threatens to slow the cart, and the hail is causing damage... slowly. One things is for sure, the storm shows little sign of letting up.

The hail doesn't discriminate, hitting one of each of the adventurer's. Robert's magics protect him, but the others feel a bit of sting.

It will be an hour of exposure on the road, taking damage, unless there's some way to protect further. There's no obvious shelter.

"Ow. Ow!" Jay flinches as he's hit with a block of ice. He's not a duck, it doesn't roll off his back. It bounces off his head with a 'thoc', "Ow. There's no shelter, we can only press on, right? Is there some way to protect the cargo? I don't have a shield."

"We aren't carrying a cargo of shields, right? That would be useful."

"I don't see any place to tuck away..!" Bob's voice hollers back through the storm, his massive armor half-caked with ice and snow. He comes back, closer ot the cart, and takes up a spot near to Jay in the driver's seat. When the artificer lifts his fist and open's the contraption, it's nearly as large as the egalrin's torso-- a recent modification!

"Miss Faiza, Miss Slix, can you get under something in the wagon? There's no reason for you to endure this, too. I'll keep an eye on IC and he'll get you there safe.

"Muse' grace."

"I can cast Web shelter on the cart." Slixvah rubs her beak, "It will get ''torn to shreds'' very quickly, but it will stop some of the hail."

Faiza has an alchemist's fire. It'd warm things up! Briefly. Perhaps for life. It wouldn't help with the falling hail.

Robert says, "My Barrier will last for hours but will only lessen so much damage before it ends. My armour at least, will hold."

It would be possible to use the crate-lids and tarps for cover, and have Robert cover Jay. It will allow safe travel, but the risk is the supplies could sustain a bit of damage. That's a risk anyways, though.

Faiza is a paladin, dang it, she shouldn't be hiding while others are out there being Stoic. Sheltering under a tarp, despite the practicality, she might protest. A little bit. Until they get to the Nunner... Monastary, "I don't think we have any other means of protecting the supplies anyway, short of draping ourselves over them."

For all the good it does her, the ginger Mul'niessa pulls the cloak tighter around herself and trudges on. She's taken up a position slightly in front of and to the side of the cart, letting the heavily armoured human gentleman take point as he insisted. She has to speak up over the sound of the hail *ping*-ing off what parts of her armour are exposed. "I *do* have a shield. In my family's home. In Charn." That's useful, Faiza.

As Robert makes his suggestion, she shoots him a long look and pulls her hood back as if to say something dramatic. And then a particularly large piece of hail hits her right in the noggin with an audible *thwok*. "... tarp. Yes. Right." She pulls her hood back up again, wincing,. and hustles back to the wagon.

<pre>GAME: Slixvah casts Web Shelter. Caster Level: 6 DC: 17
<OOC> Slixvah says, "yes the cocoon is pink, hopefully it'll nullify a round of damage by taking it for us"</pre>

Slixvah hisses as ice smacks into her back. "Owww! Them wings are still sore, Ceiwen!" she complains, hunkering down and throwing one of her robes overhead. "Yeah, yeah! I can do that Robby! Lemme just.. do somethin'- owch!"

She crouches in the wagon, her pulling out a ribbon from a pocket (this one's pink!) and weaving it between her fingers. "Well, Faiza, I ain't a weather-witch, but I'm a lil' close!"

She finishes making a lovely stitch betwixt her fingers before throwing it into the air. "Teg a moro!" she chants quickly.

The ribbon flares out, there's a pulse of energy, then fractal striations of silk slink down into a cocoon around the entire cart, a front door open at the- well- front to see where they're going.

"It won't hold long but it'll do somethin'!"

She gives a thumbs up to Faiza, a smile in her eyes with a tinge of concern. "Ya good, sugar?"

<pre><OOC> Patch says, "Hail hitting the Cart"
GAME: Patch rolls 1d20: (8): 8
GAME: Patch rolls 1d20: (1): 1 (EPIC FAIL)
GAME: Patch rolls 1d20: (19): 19
GAME: Patch rolls 1d20: (1): 1 (EPIC FAIL)
GAME: Patch rolls 3d4: (12): 12
<OOC> Slixvah says, "of all the days i dont have mending prepped"
<OOC> Faiza says, "Sadly, Lay on Wheels isn't a thing."
<OOC> Patch says, "So, in interest of being fair. I will allow the Web Shelter to absorb the maximum of 4 damage,"
<OOC> Patch says, "allowing the cart to only take 8. It destroys the webbing, but protected the cart for 15 minutes."</pre>

The party makes it through the hail, a bit battered, but not as much as the cart and supplies. They had a great idea to hide and protect themselves, using magic and webs to shield the cart from some of the storm. While the web shelter is eventually shredded and left in tatters, it protected the cart and supplies enough that nothing major was lost. The quick thinking, and professionalism of the party keeping them from losing goods meant for others.

The monastery soon comes into sight, a drab building surrounded by a thick wall of stone carved out of the natural mountains. This isn't the party's destination, but it seems someone is at the gate to greet them, standing in the elements, and near naked except for a set of small clothes he wears out in this frigid cold. It's a male human, eyes closed as he seems to be deep in meditation. Fresh welts rise in spots on the surface of his body, the ice not having spared him as it had the party. Why is he here? Well, he hasn't said. Not yet.

"Hello!" Jay caws out loudly, waving a wing. He is visible despite his snow covering, and not shivering thanks to Bob's spell, "We seek shelter from the storm!"

The man's level of dress does prompt a reaction, "Are you ascetics, set to endure all the world throws at you? It's throwing a lot tonight?"

"We've two more..." Bob explains from beneath his helm. "Four total. Returning to Alexandria when the storm hit. We can pay for asylum, friend."

Faiza is glaring at the nearly-naked man. Or, well, she's staring at him, anyway; those creepy glowy eyes do her no favours with regards to Resting Glare Face. She's come halfway out of the wagon as it slows before the monastery, steadying herself on the cart's seat beside Jay. "That... looks unusual," she mutters. Ageless wisdom of the elves.

Slixvah's shelter is torn to shreds, falling away and withering into frayed bits of ribbon in a trail behind them as they go. She winces as their cart slowly gets more and more damaged, some concern crossing her features that they might not be able to keep going soon and have to flip the cart over for shelter, which means-

Wait, hold up. Is that- "Eyyy, its the dot! We made i- oh. Whuzzhe doin'?"

Some subtle glances to her party, her beak opens to say something of agreement to Faiza, but a hunk of ice crashing nearby makes her flinch quiet.

Jari stirs from his meditation at the sound of voices, his eyes coming open with a confused furrow of his brow. "Guests? But all the others have already arrived." a hand rising to caress and touch at a welt on one of his arms. "Oh, well. Do come in. I am sure the brother's and sister's of the Ursus Dippers wouldn't mind. Rada's and Dana's worshipers gathering to witness the storm of storms!" he says with sudden animation, life snapping into his near naked body.

"Jari! Go put some clothes on before you scare the guests!" another voice calls, a large red-headed dwarf coming from the gate, having opened it after hearing the commotion. "Uni, and Uri are looking for you. They've already taken the dip!" this soliciting a shocked look of the other man. "Oh, but the guests need shelter! They don't like the cold!" the two then glancing to Robert after his talk of asylum. "No need to pay us, we have room. The monastery houses thirty, but we barely number ten. Come in, come in. Get out of the ice." leaving the gate cast wide for them and the cart. It's not the most grand of accommodations, but it is dry.

"It's not the cold, it's the wet!" Jay suggests, the spell keeping him comfortable but not dry. He maneuvers the cart, driving through the gate. "We appreciate the accomodations!"

"What are you dipping in? This is a storm of storms, I agree." He nods to Nem.. Faiza. "It is unusual behaviour, allegedly, but they are monks."

<pre><OOC> Patch will accept knowledge/religion.
GAME: Slixvah rolls knowledge/religion: (5)+6: 11
GAME: Faiza rolls knowledge/religion: (17)+6: 23
GAME: Robert rolls Knowledge/Religion: (2)+8: 10
<OOC> Jay says, "I have k/local, if that applies"
<OOC> Patch says, "That can award something /else/, and can be rolled."
GAME: Jay rolls knowledge/local: (15)+11: 26</pre>

"And the missiles," Bob agrees with Jay in his hollow, echoing voice. Metal digits click and clank as he helps hold the gate open while the egalrin drives the wagon in. "Well steered, IC." He pats the driver lightly on the back.

"Well done, all. Keeping your head in situations like that is far from easy." There's a *poonk* and the domed helmet lifts loose from behind the gorget, he eases it back as they come inside the walls. "Was that a new spell, Miss Slix?"

Then, to their Khazadi host, he smiles a paternal smile and laughs quietly. "My son's youngest, Eibhear, just hit the age where he doesn't have any use for clothes. Cordin and Shuf keep their house a fair sight warmer that this, though..."

At the mention of Dana and Rada, the dark Mul'niessa's posture relaxes somewhat. It's still not *relaxed*, mind; she seems incapable of removing the bar of iron lodged in her b--spine. One has a certain reputation to uphold for one's order, after all. Still, she clambers down from the wagon as it rolls into shelter and gives a nod of acknowledgement to the monks within. "Thank you for the shelter," she says, tone relatively light. "W-- I will endeavour not to bring the mood down too much while we ride out the storm."

'''This''' time, the hood is flipped back and stays that way, while the cloak is shrugged back from her shoulders. There's the symbol of the Silver Knights on her surcoat. It's almost like she did that on purpose.

Slix sighs in relief as they're invited in, her giving a wave to the near-nude Jari. "Oh sweet! Thanks! Ceiwen gave us a real rager, eh?" Who was she to judge?

There's a giggle from Bob's story, but she asides to Faiza and the others. "Yeah, monks do some odd stuff. I heard some punch rocks? Real weird, you'd break a hand!"

Craning her head back to look up at the metal man, she fires a thumbs up, but gives a quick duck as a piece of hail sails past her. "I've had it fo' a bit! Ya'll don't get ta see it very often 'cause I use it when I sleeps!"

"This place looks great." Integrity adds, once some shelter is achieved. He flutters, shaking water from his wings, mildly spraying the area. He turns, facing Bob, glancing at Fai... looking directly at Slixvah. "We're sure lucky we found this place. There's some local legends. This area has a Snow Regent and her court. Legend says they only appear once every fifty years, and kidnap everyone in the village and the lands below. Allegedly."

"No true traces were ever found. Allegedly." He snaps his beak loudly, "So it's great we found some shelter."

He quickly adds, "You're not bringing the mood down at all nmm... Faiza! Your glowing eyes are very festive!" Shudder.

"Mind not, Jari. He means well, but what you see here?" Alviss the dwarf says, motioning towards his companion and his garb. "It's religious in nature. I assure you, we're not looking to cause you fuss." he explains, motioning to a stable/barn combination that looks to have room for the cart. "Park it there, and I'll get you all cozy inside."

Two half-Mul young adults come from the main structure, both scantily clad (bathing suits) and dripping wet. It might not be obvious to all, but Faiza can easily tell they're twins. "Nali's going to be excited!" the female calls, Jari turning to them as he opens the gate. "That's Uni and Uri." The male(Uni) and female(Uri) each raising a hand when their name is mentioned. Within these walls the heavy bits of ice don't fall, and it doesn't take long for the party to notice the feel of magic in the air has ceased too.

"Lady Sha-kho. That's her name. The Winter Regent... or some nonsense." Alviss answers to Jay. "I'm Alviss Fist-Forger. Been coming here a long while, and I have never seen her. At least not in the last hundred years." the dwarf bellows. "So, you be needing beds, heat, and some good ol' grub?"

"Yetta and I considered retiring to a cabin in the foothills of northern Sendor, near Khazad Duin..." Bob muses, spending a few moments concentrating and laying on hands to cause snow and ice to turn to steam on his armor. He doesn't want to leave an abundance of puddles in his wake as they get the wagon stowed.

"Teach the kids how to sled." He's checking on the supplies now, and making sure there aren't any larger hailstones or drifts that'll waterlog and ruin them. "You have to be careful teaching the little ones sledding, though." He shifts a box. "Some like it too much and don't want to stop."

"It's a slippery slope." He laughs the punchline to his own joke.

"Robert Ilife," he answers Alviss. "Folks call me Bob. Muse' grace, that sounds wonderful. I have snacks, water, and juice," he pats his hip-pack, "but nothing beats a hot meal..."

"Lady A-choo? Aku. No, no. Snow in my ears, Lady Sha-Kho. Okay. Okay." The bluejay says, parking the cart, hopping off it. "I'm Integrity C Truefeather, esquire, the 'C' is for cold! Nice to meet you Alviss Fist-Forger."

His head bobs vigorously, "Bed, yes! Grubs, yes! Heat, yes! I mean, Snacks are nice, but meals are better."

Faiza is deeply asleep, tucked away in the wagons.

Slixvah casts a side eye towards Tegri as he gives his blurb, but there's a slight shrug as the cart rolls on closer to the place to park it. More waves are given to the monks as she vaults off the side wagon to land on solid ground. "Heeya! I'm Slix!" she chirps warmly. "Yeah! Place ta sleep and food ta weather out tha storm would be right lovely, darlin'! I can help round if need be! Fix booboos if ya training too hard and what not!"

She turns to Robert, blinking up at him before bursting into laughter. A wing gently slaps against him arm. "Oh you!"

Considering the magical hot hands she was given earlier, the egalrin woman stops for a beat. Ponders. Then doffs all her robes to be clad in nothing more than pants, a ton of ribbons, and a under-shoulder leather holster that has a few wand handles sticking out of it. "When in Rune...!" she hums to herself, folding one robe as she walks. Then another. Then another... then... another...

Uri and Uni watch Slixvah as she begins to disrobe, her comment earning a laugh from them both. "Does that mean you will try the pool?" Uri asks of Slixvah. In response, Uni rolls his eyes. "That's the opposite of warm... I kind of doubt it."

With the cart taken care of, Jari is soon headed towards the main building, ushering and waving at the twins. "Come on, don't go making a scene. Alviss asked us to go get dressed. Let's not bother the guests too much."

As for Alviss, his eyes fall over the party, eyes searching each one as if looking for something. "Tonight's mushroom stew. Its the white button kind, and the black ear fungus. Mighty tasty." seeming to deem them worth sharing with. "Come, follow me." His leadings carrying the party after the others into the main building.

The main hall is where most all the daily activity takes place, having tables for sitting and eating, and an open kitchen away from the small dias of worship. It's not grand, but it is old and well used. The room the party is shown is just a single large bedroom-like barracks. One meant for six individuals to share, meaning two beds are left unclaimed. The door to the room being nothing more than a sliding wood panel that has been set on rails. It's warmed by a central fire-pit and chimney, one built into the structure long ago, but still functioning.

After the tour the party is left to their own devices to wander, rest, and eat their fill.

<pre><OOC> Patch says, (What would you like to do? Socialize, Eat, or Rest? Is there a 'lookout'?)
<OOC> Robert says, "I would fully-cook dinner, depending on what you're eating. Bird and pork, definitely. Hamburger, too."
<OOC> Slixvah is totally going to try the pool, probably regret it but it's a new experience, then socialize. I don't think they'd be doing any 'lookout' since the people seem nice.
<OOC> Jay is going to try the pool if Slixvah tries the pool, then also socialize
<OOC> Patch says, "Okay! So, I will kind of let you do some FF poses including that! You can even roll me some Fortitude saves and I can tell you how well you tolerate the pools. Robert, the cooking will earn you friendship with Jari. The twins will be the one's joining Slix and Jay."
GAME: Slixvah rolls fortitude: (19)+3: 22
GAME: Jay rolls fortitude: (13)+3: 16
<OOC> Patch says, "Oh wait... you guys have a cheat. The spells! :P"
<OOC> Patch consulted notes. "Do you purposeful let it lapse, or just chill in the water with the twins without issue?"
<OOC> Jay says, "Jay will not let the spell lapse unless he is teased about having it."
<OOC> Slixvah says, "will just chill with it (pun intended)"
GAME: Patch rolls 1d20+10: (3)+10: 13
GAME: Patch rolls 1d20+10: (8)+10: 18</pre>

"If you need any work done while we're posted up, repairs, or a hand with the grill? I'm happy to chip in." Bob pats a flat leather satchel hanging from his belt and the tools within rattle quietly. "Or I can just stay out of the way..!"

The Cerenzan grandpa doesn't make any immediate moves to disrobe. This might be due to the fact that the Titan's Armor is like most suits and requires protracted doing (and the occasional bit of outside help). The suit doesn't seem to bother him, though, and he's quite adept with moving through spaces not design for nearly-Hill Giant-sized knights. There is a lot of ducking, however.

Once they've been shown to the room he will take the opportunity to doff his armor. It's a process.

"You kids have fun," he advises the egalrin when they express interest in the pool. His bowl helm is disconnected and hosting his belt and cloak as he starts unclasping a pauldron. "I'll catch up once I get this rig off and change into something that isn't soaked through."

"Oh! Hey! Are we doing that? We're doing that!" Integrity says, watching Slixvah disrobe. His robes aren't far behind either. They're not robes, technically. A cloak, a jacket, a vest, a shirt, mithril armour, a collar and tie come off. Breeches and belt will stay. ... for now. "I'll try the pool. A bath sounds fun!"

"Button mushroom stew also sounds great. Save me a bowl!"

Then the bluejay is off, to socialize with red and the twins. He has far too many legal stories that all end with 'and then I filed a motion!'. You had to be there... and be a lawyer.

Will Slixvah try the pool? The thought didn't occur to her. But a gleam of fun crosses her eyes. "Oooooooooooooh! That's a brilliant idea!" she coos warmly. "Neva tried a cold bath like that! Lemme put my stuff up and I'll give it a splash!"

She dips into the barrack room they're all staying in, Slixvah dumping most of her supplies there save for her pants (Fiadh refuses to leave the fire-pit). "That stew sounds good! I'll schmooze a bit then be back for din-din! Thanks Robby!" she hums up to him as she all but runs out to the bath with Blue and the twins in just pants. No ribbons, wands, nothing else. She's quite small under all those robes. She mostly listens to what people have to say, and pokes questions about the purpose of the sanctum and religion. She's a nomad at heart, and this is right up her alley! Thankfully the spell keeps the worst away. Failing that, she somehow manages to grit her beak and bear it.

"Those two are incorrigible, miss Fiadh," remarks the Cerenzan to his remaining partymember. Thinking on Yetta after mentioning her earlier, he hums an old Tsura lovesong as the discarded sections of armor pile up neatly in one corner. He unpacks a folded kaftan next and changes into that, bundling his sweaty padded shirt and breeches into a sack and tossing it atop the armor pile.

:: ''"I said, 'why walk alone, why worry when it's warm over here?'''
:: ''You've got so much to say, say what you mean''
:: ''Mean what you're thinkin', and think anything..." ''

The greying human smiles and loops a sash loose about his waist. "The kitchens will be warm, too, miss Fiadh, if you'd care to supervise..?"

Bird or no, he then goes to join and help with the stew.

The pools are in a room of their own, but it is clear why they are now called the Ursus Dippers. The Twins being left in awe of what happened during the time in the waters. They're cold, ice having to be carved out to reach the water beneath. Even with their physical prowess and training, the Twins can't stand the water more than ten minutes before they are clambering out and staring at the adventurer's as if they're crazy. "I can only hope we one day reach that level of one-ness with the elements." Uni says to Uri, provoking a laugh from Arviss who came to watch the fun. "It's magic you little morons." he says in a fatherly way. "To not even break a shiver? Come now, don't you have any sense in your nugget?" a finger tapping at the side of his temple.

Jari tries his best to help Robert with food, and preparation after the man is free of his armor. It's a very lively evening for the monks, a half-oruch woman, and a few more humans arriving once the scents begin to fill the air. "Oh, you're mighty kind Sir Robert. Helping us when we should be helping you. I......" a strange noise interrupting the air. Like a hiss, and pop of fire, but there is no smoke. No, there is the opposite. Vapor begins to fill the air, and the main door begins to freeze solid, the thick wood cracking and warping as the chill begins to encroach.

Oh, hey! There is that feel of magic in the air once again. Funny, huh?

<pre><OOC> Patch says, "Reward*" Pool-Sitter: Slixvah and Jay + 1 to any one chosen save rolls for this mission.
GAME: Slixvah rolls alertness: aliased to perception+2: (15)+12+2: 29
GAME: Jay rolls perception: (14)+15: 29
GAME: Robert rolls Perception: (9)+11: 20</pre>

The door is a distraction. Some distant windows are being cast quietly open. It's windows on the far side of the complex that were shuttered closed. They are now just wide open and letting in snow without sound.

<pre><OOC> Patch says, "One round of actions before we go to +init."
<OOC> Robert says, "Bob will move back to the barracks and collect his belt if that's OK."
<OOC> Slixvah will get out of the pool and Hex: Ward Jay
<OOC> Patch says, "So, I am willing to have the NPC's help you get armored, and it cut down the time of donning. The twins can help you because they're pacifists and won't fight. Same with Robert. 2 rounds for Robert to be donned, and 1 for Jay. The issue is the enemies may not be in range this turn, but next turn?"
<OOC> Robert says, "So, no DR2/Adamantine. The Ablative Barrier will still be in play, since that's a spell buff (first 5 damage from lethal attacks taken as nonlethal. Up to 35 total)."
<OOC> Robert says, "And my AC should be correct on the +tscan now."</pre>

"It is magic. I couldn't go cold turkey in this without protection." Jay laughs. His head turns, spotting some windows on the far side of the complex. They were shuttered, now they're thrown open wide.

"Hey, there's a lot of snow coming in. We should probably ... do something." Like hop out of the ice pool, he hops out of the ice pool.

Fiadh, the tiny, white plumed thrush is perched on a grate next to the fireplace, their feathers fluffed up to keep all the heat. Always dozing, a gold eye cracks open to regard the man. They twitter in their tinny voice, "While they are as such, levity and adaptivity fosters heightened potential." What? They quietly tweet Robert's tune back at him once he gets to another verse, the familiar taking flight and perching on the man's shoulder at the invitation to go the kitchen. "I am fully capable of supervision. I can see. And I am super."

Oh no, they're full of themselves again.

Meanwhile, back in Ursus Dippers, Slixvah is giggling as the others are in awe of the egalrin. "Yeeeah, it's magic. Sorry ta burst ya bubble! Twas a good ruse, but heck, ya'll are waaay betta than me at sitting in here! Why, I dare say tha-"

Noise? She tilts her head to the side, looking about to the front door before she swivels around to face something at the far side of the building. "... my birdie senses are tingling..." she hums cautiously, her slipping out of the waters with Tegri as a wing thunks him on the back. "Fo' good luck!"

A wind breezes by.

Robert had managed to convince the yrchblooded woman to talk to him while he cooked. He's been learning Yrch-Speak for his daughter-in-law and grandkids and he can use all the practice he can get. The past-perfect was giving him a run for his platinum! He'd also managed to work in a story about fungal taint that had spoiled a whole host of forging peripherals one year and how it turned out to be the fault of a nearby leshy budding. He's been around.

"We've got things moving outside! Front doors are frozen solid, kids! Up and at them!" Bob calls towards the baths, barefeet slapping as he moves with surprising alacrity towards the barracks.
He snatches up the belt and tosses it on cross-shoulder-- like a bandolier. His equipment hangs cattywampus and askew.

"Tuck away someplace safe, little bird," he breathlessly warns Fiadh.

From those open windows two shambling corpses that look blue with cold climb through. The shock of undeath sending the monks of the Ursus Dippers scattering with panic. They don't reach the party whom is split between two of the bigger rooms, but thankfully there is no one too close that they can reach. Yet.

<pre>GAME: Patch rolls 1d20+6: (3)+6: 9
GAME: Patch rolls 1d20+6: (17)+6: 23
GAME: Patch rolls 2d6+4: (9)+4: 13</pre>

The front door of wood suddenly splinters into pieces, claws easily shredding the warped and weakened wood as three figures stand in the doorway. Two large abominable beasts with fangs, fur, and claws stand in front of a figure with horns. The moment the door is cleared the beasts are left to do as they please. The horned figure? They simply walk away, their destination not towards the main building. They were just here to help with the door it seems.

"Take them all!" It calls from over its shoulder, talking of adventurer and monk alike.

<pre><OOC> Patch says, "Robert. Your go! Two undead, two giant monsters, and one horned figure walking away."
<OOC> Robert says, "I will use one of my 3rd level gadgets to Monstrous Physique and turn into a Gargoyle (Standard)."
<OOC> Robert says, "Move up-to 40' to get in between the attackers and monks as best I can (Move)."
<OOC> Robert says, "then try to identify the uninvited guests with Kn. checks if I might."
GAME: Robert rolls Knowledge/the Planes: (7)+6: 13
GAME: Robert casts Monstrous Physique I. Caster Level: 7 DC: 17</pre>

Seeing movement through the door, Bob runs his hands down the dangling gadgets and snags an elaborate-if-battered pocket watch. He depresses the knob and it clicks open, teeth extending before he pushes the clockwork internals up against his neck. The teeth extend into his dark skin and glowing purple courses out into the rest of him.

The seams of the kaftan strain and stretch, tearing to burst as the already-sizeable human swells up larger and sprouts a pair of immense, batlike wings. He shouts and the shout becomes a roar as his jaw flares and fangs sprout. The sound of stone grinding announces the shift in skintone to a dull grey.

Pounding through the barracks and into the common room on all fours, Bob spins and crouches in a three-point stance, wings pushed out far to either side as a fleshy barrier between the intruders and their hosts.

"We stand as a wall," he growls, still straining against the pain of the unfamiliar transformation. "A wall against the corruption of black artifice and the rot of undeath. We wear our Armor of Contempt and we remember Lost Dragonier."

<pre><OOC> Jay says, "use turn to put on my armour, use k/dungeoneering to maybe identify some of the mobs."
<OOC> Patch says, "Go for it! The twins help you quickly."
GAME: Jay rolls knowledge/dungeoneering: (6)+11: 17</pre>

"Alarm! Alarm! We're in trouble!" Jay helpfully caws as the frozen front door splinters. He doesn't wast time, grabbing the ice and pulling himself out of the pool, immediately seeking his pile of stuff.

"I need help! Help please!" He pulls out his mithril shirt, holding it to the twins so he'll be able to slip it on. They rush to his assistance, the bluejay caws further instructions, "I'll need my cloak too, and the estoc!"

Does he regret stripping down to the pinfeathers. No, he does not. It is frantic-making. "I don't know what that was. Or those big beasts, what they are. Some kind of attack dogs."

"It's the undead. The undead are the real problem! They look like ghouls," the bluejay struggles with his head in the shirt, "that means they're smart!"

<pre>GAME: Slixvah rolls knowledge/the planes: (6)+9: 15
<OOC> Slixvah will then cast Heroism on Robert and then unfurl prehensile hair for 10' reach. Order fiadh to drag over the mage armor wand (it weighs 1 ounce) and get behind robby
GAME: Slixvah casts Heroism. Caster Level: 6 DC: 18</pre>

Slixvah flinches hard as the door explodes inward, and the room is suddenly filled with foes. She stares at the one walking away, her throat bobbing. "Shit, tha's a horned oni. Theys a mage, take care," she mentions to her friends as she starts to grab and strangle at something invisible in the air. Tying knots, looping over one another... "I ende a roeh ot vaes em own!" she chants, white tendrils appariting as they suddenly grow taut straight towards the- she blinks at the man, but shakes his head as she completes the incantation. "Together!"

"FIFI! FETCH ME MY STICK!"

"Which one?" the tinny voice calls back.

"USE YOUR BRAIN!"

The tiny thrush flies by and drops a wand with a feather charm dangling off of in her outstretched hand before nestling on Slix's noggin. She gives the magic stick a twirl between her fingers before chuckling nervously. "Haha... ah... I'm in danger."

<pre><OOC> Robert says, "Armor is 17 now. Touch is 13. FF is 15."
<OOC> Patch says, "Slixvah=Because the rooms are only separated with sliding doors, and everyone is visible.... that spell casting made you a target. Sorry. The second beast is going to charge, move 50 ft, and rend at you with two claws with a +2, and -2 to AC. Your reach, and hair. AoO."
<OOC> Slixvah says, "robert you have +2 morale bonus to att rolls, saves, and skill checks"
GAME: Slixvah rolls feather slap: aliased to intelligence+BAB: (11)+5+3: 19
GAME: Slixvah rolls 1d3+7: (3)+7: 10
GAME: Robert rolls melee+1+2: (15)+9+1+2: 27 (AOO)
GAME: Robert rolls 1d6+strength+1: (3)+4+1: 8 (Claw. Bludgeoning/Slashing. No magic, cold iron, silver, etc.)
GAME: Patch rolls 1d20+11: (13)+11: 24 (vs AC12 - Success)
GAME: Patch rolls 1d6+6: (2)+6: 8
GAME: Patch rolls 1d6: (2): 2</pre>

The second beast charges the Rust-Egalrin the moment it sees and hears casting. It's well trained, it's pursuit and drive to fight taking it through danger, being cut and clobbered. That doesn't dissuade it from its task or target, slashing Slixvah with its claws, staring at her with 'evil' eyes, drool, and raw bestial stank!

<pre><OOC> Patch says, "Alright. Ghoul one is going to stop 5ft from Robert, and 15ft from Slixvah."
<OOC> Patch says, "The thing will let out a stench cloud at the gargoyle Robert, seeing if the stank can make the rock-skinned changer sick."
GAME: Robert rolls Fort+2: (9)+8+2: 19 (vs DC 15 - Success)
<OOC> Patch says, "Ghoul two will attack Robert, trying to Bite him. Slixvah can get an AoO with hair, but Robert cannot."
GAME: Patch rolls 1d20+5: (19)+5: 24 (The bite attack.)
GAME: Patch rolls 1d6+3: (5)+3: 8
GAME: Robert rolls Fortitude+2: (2)+8+2: 12
GAME: Patch rolls 1d3: (3): 3
GAME: Patch rolls 1d3: (3): 3</pre>

The second ghoul wastes no time to run and jump at Robert, his gnashing teeth catching the man's gargoyle arm and taking a sizable chunk from it with its attack. Yes, it seems swarm tactics will be what happens today.

<pre><OOC> Patch says, "Jay. Since you're the only one not engaged that looks to be prepping for combat."
<OOC> Patch says, "It's going to come after you with a claw."
GAME: Patch rolls 1d20+9: (11)+9: 20 (vs AC 21 - miss)
<OOC> Slixvah says "Jay currently has +2 ac from hex ward"</pre>

The Yeti charges the blue-egalrin of legal stuff, and misses with its claws. Oh it was close, its gnashing teeth and angry eyes boring holes at Jay when it misses.

<pre><OOC> Robert says, "Alright! I will attack the damaged ghoul if I still threaten it."
<OOC> Robert says, "If not I will attack the one that attacked me."
<OOC> Robert says, "If it falls during my full attack I will take a 5' step and redirect remaining attacks to the other ghoul."
<OOC> Robert says, "Claw, claw, bite, gore"
GAME: Robert rolls melee+2+1: (18)+9+2+1: 30
GAME: Robert rolls melee+2+1: (5)+9+2+1: 17
GAME: Robert rolls melee+2+1: (18)+9+2+1: 30
GAME: Robert rolls melee+2+1: (9)+9+2+1: 21
<OOC> Robert says, "Ooh. I'll focus on getting the ghouls down for now, please. So start on the one that bit me."
<OOC> Robert says, "Then 5' move to the other and finish if I need to."
<OOC> Robert says, "Bob has a beef with undead."
GAME: Robert rolls 1d6+Strength+1: (6)+4+1: 11 (First Ghoul survives)
GAME: Robert rolls 1d4+Strength+1: (1)+4+1: 6 (First Ghoul is dust)
GAME: Robert rolls 1d4+Strength+1: (1)+4+1: 6 (Second Ghoul, Wounded, but thrashing.)</pre>

Bob looks down at the fresh wound and the cracks in his porous, stone-like skin. The fangs grind as he feels the chill tingling itching its way out from the bite. Leather wings flap as he turns his full attention on the ghoul.

The first swipe pulls the shambling undead clear up into the air. It dangles there long enough for the transformed artificer to surge forward, snapping his mouth shut around the risen's neck. He jerks left, then sways right to toss the broken and inert husk back out into the cold.

Down on one knee, he spits and growls. Both hands are placed flat on the floor as he lunges, lowering his head and driving spiraled horns into the flank of the other ghoul. "No," he pants as he lets his wings droop and raises his claws to the ready.

<pre><OOC> Jay says, "I would like to tumble around (+4 vs AOO by belt of tumbling) to a flanking position, stab the Yeti"
<OOC> Jay says, " then stab with my rapier. With flanking, sneak attack damage if possible."
GAME: Jay rolls acrobatics+4: (8)+12+4: 24 (Success)
GAME: Jay rolls weapon2+2: (10)+8+2: 20
GAME: Jay rolls damage2+3d6: aliased to 1d6+1+3d6: (1)+1+(17): 19
<OOC> Patch says, "It's hurting. You have spilled its icy blood, and it howls in anger. You made it feel! Feel pain."</pre>

CHIRP!

Jay's head pokes through the neck of his mithril shirt, just in time to see claws nearly take his beak off. "Weapon! Thanks!"

He grabs his estoc from Uni, or maybe Uri, all twins look alike, and flaps. Icy droplets fly from his wings as he flies straight at the Yeti and then rolls into a ball and pops up behind it. Icy claws barely miss the egalrin again.

Standing tall and imposing, he fixes an avian eye on the Yeti's back, checking the lay of fur. He stabs! A deep strike that slides between ribs and pierces a liver. Icy blood coats his blade as he pulls it out, and stains down it's fur.

It howls in anger. He made it feel! Feel Pain!

"Get away from her! Why are you even here?"

<pre><OOC> Slixvah says, "15 foot cone. what can i hit thats not friends"
<OOC> Patch nods and preps a sidebar. "Both Yetis. You'd be shooting the narrow part of the beam between Robert and Jay."
<OOC> Slixvah says, "gonna have to risk a concentration check to make that work"
GAME: Slixvah rolls witch+intelligence: (14)+6+5: 25 (vs DC 17 defensive cast for burning hands - Success)
GAME: Slixvah casts Burning Hands. Caster Level: 6 DC: 16
GAME: Patch rolls 1d20+6: (6)+6: 12 (Reflex vs DC 16 - fail, full)
GAME: Patch rolls 1d20+6: (16)+6: 22 (Reflex vs DC 16 = success, half)
<OOC> Slixvah lays down the 10' threaten zone!</pre>

Slixvah turns briefly before- Crunch! "MY LEG!" she yells out in pain as claws rake across her thigh, splashing blood into the icy waters nearby. Her hands clutch at the wound briefly, pulling up life ichor as an anger flashes across her face.

"Rrrgh... Mi os... LUMFNITEA!" The blood catches fire as she pivots on the spot, throwing the napalm into the air as both wings buffet /hard/, and searing hot flames scorch both of the yetis. One burbles and falls over, the other weathers the fire.

"Stay together! Don't get surrounded!" she instructs, wafting feathers from her wings polluting the air as she gives a thankful nod to her two friends.

<pre><OOC> Patch says, "The ghoul that spat stank at Robert is going to take an AoO from Slixvah and try and claw up the man that killed its kin."
GAME: Slixvah uses an AoO! 0 remaining.
GAME: Slixvah rolls feather slap: aliased to intelligence+BAB: (14)+5+3: 22
GAME: Slixvah rolls 1d3+7: (1)+7: 8
GAME: Patch rolls 1d20+5: (18)+5: 23
GAME: Patch rolls 1d20+5: (15)+5: 20
GAME: Patch rolls 1d6+3: (4)+3: 7
GAME: Patch rolls 1d6+3: (1)+3: 4
GAME: Robert rolls Fortitude+2: (12)+8+2: 22
GAME: Robert rolls Fortitude+2: (15)+8+2: 25</pre>

A braided cord of feathers smash with unnatural strength and impunity at the first iota of movement.

The gargoyle wasn't anticipated to be this much of a problem. Seeing one of its own downed, and then a Yeti reduced to a searing husk sent it into a rabid frenzy. Swipes lashing out at Robert and battering his gargoyle form with little other than bruises? Wait no. Robert yet bleeds! Sadly... it tis but a scratch. "RAWR!"

<pre><OOC> Patch says, "Okay, Ti is going to continue after Jay. Two claws from the heavy beast."
GAME: Patch rolls 1d20+9: (3)+9: 12 (vs AC 21 - Miss)
GAME: Patch rolls 1d20+9: (3)+9: 12 (vs AC 21 - Miss)</pre>

The beast lets out a dripping and barbaric growl, lashing out at Jay with it's giant claws. Yes, two powerful swipes, and for? Nothing, the creature whiffs both attacks as some of its burning fur makes its eyes water. Or something. The Tapestry is odd.

<pre><OOC> Robert says, "Will continue to FA. Start with the ghoul. Then swap to a Yeti (5' as needed)."
<OOC> Robert says, "Preferable the one attacking Slix. Power Attack tis time because the dice have been kind."
GAME: Robert rolls melee+2+1-2: (2)+9+2+1+-2: 12
GAME: Robert rolls melee+2+1-2: (17)+9+2+1+-2: 27
GAME: Robert rolls melee+2+1-2: (20)+9+2+1+-2: 30 (THREAT)
GAME: Robert rolls melee+2+1-2: (13)+9+2+1+-2: 23 (Confirmed)
GAME: Robert rolls melee+2+1-2: (2)+9+2+1+-2: 12
<OOC> Patch says, "Miss, Hit, Crit, miss. Let's resolve. First hit?"
GAME: Robert rolls 1d4+strength+1+4: (4)+4+1+4: 13, "Dusted the ghoul. That means the 5ft and crit hit the Yeti."
GAME: Robert rolls 2d4+8+2+8: (5)+8+2+8: 23
<OOC> Patch says, "That's a keen strike. The Yeti is shook and staggering a moment. It's not dead, but it's hurt."</pre>

Bob is a nearly feral sight under the throes of the transmutation. The second swipe with his claws comes in as an uppercut that tears into the ghoul's abdomen and hooks behind its sternum. The monstrous creature roars and turns to hurl the limp corpse back towards the door before lunging at the yeti.

The oafish, furry mountain man-thing is busy harassing the backline and takes a vicious bite to its flank for its trouble. Ribs crack and collapsing and the following pained roar turns wet.

<pre><OOC> Jay says, "If I have flanking I'd like to attack again. If I can 5' to flanking, I'd like to do so, and attack again."
<OOC> Jay says, "If I have to acrobat to flanking, then I'll do that, and attack again."
<OOC> Patch says, "You do have flanking. All three of you do now, as it is situated in a bad spot once the ghoul died."
GAME: Jay rolls weapon2+2: (14)+8+2: 24
GAME: Jay rolls damage2+3d6: aliased to 1d6+1+3d6: (1)+1+(8): 10
<OOC> Patch says, "It lives, but barely. A staggering, panting monster of destruction."</pre>

"I'm not running away Bob! I'm not running away." Jay feels the need to affirm this, as his flight or flight reflex is pretty strong, and the freeze one has had a lot of help from the pool. Also that gargoyle is nearly as terrifying as the Yeti.

Which he re-orients on, the tip of his estoc moving in a small circle as he aims, picks a point.

THRUST

The blade goes in, and almost immediately bursts out the side of the creature. A deep stab, but one that went through nothing to nothing.

<pre><OOC> Slixvah will five foot step back and cast ear piercing scream
GAME: Slixvah casts Ear-Piercing Scream. Caster Level: 6 DC: 16
GAME: Patch rolls 1d20+6: (2)+6: 8 (vs DC 16 - fail)
GAME: Slixvah rolls 3d6: (9): 9
<OOC> Slixvah says, "9 Sonic and dazed!"
<OOC> Patch laughs! "It is defeated, as it failed the save. You pop its poor eardrums, and it.... just falls over. Done."</pre>

Slixvah's morale shoots up as Robert rends into the assailants and Jay brings up the flank. She slips back, cupping her hands around her mouth as she makes a quiet click sound.

The sound reverses, gaining amplitude in the Yeti's skull before there's a spurt of blood from their ears, and they crumple to the ground.

Slix pants, clutching her leg. "Ugh... that oni went someplace else!" she warns.

The Ursus Dippers are left stunned, panting, and scared. The twins are hiding behind Alviss, and Jari is counting heads. With the half-oruch woman that makes five. They're missing half their numbers after the assault.

"What in the hells was all that!" Alviss spits out, looking to the party and then suddenly the words of Slixvah making the dwarf wince. "By the gods! Oni? We have to find the others!" a sheepish glance then given. "Next you be telling me this is all part of the Snow Regent tall-tales."

"Allegedly. It's only allegedly a part of them until we see the Snow Regent." Jay corrects, wiping the yeti blood off his estoc on the yeti's fur. He grabs his cloak and pulls it around his shoulders, stepping towards the other Eglarin, "You okay? You need Robert to heal you? You always look great but right now you're not looking good."

He rapidly looks around, checking the windows, out the shattered front door, watching for movement, listening for things. "We should follow. Get them back. Right?"

Right?

"You did great, IC."

Bob was there, too, turning and counting heads to make sure everyone was there. With the confirmation that people are missing he turns towards the door and rumbles a low sound of discontent.

"I have my device if we need it," agrees the Cerenzan with a nod when Jay mentions healing. "Let's patch up quickly and head out for the missing.

"Can the lot of you find a safe place to hole up? Is there a larder or cellar? Do you need weapons?" He's asking the monks now as he surveys his own scrapes and bruises.

<pre><OOC> Slixvah can give a CMW if you want it Robert, but she can't use it on you again later
<OOC> Robert says, "I'll bop myself with a CLW wand, Patch."
GAME: Robert used a Wand of Cure Light Wounds.
GAME: Robert rolls 1d8+1: (6)+1: 7 , "So that heals 7 lethal and 7 nonlethal"
<OOC> Slixvah will heal thyself, crack false life, and mage armor up
GAME: Slixvah rolls healing hex: aliased to 2d8+witch: (8)+6: 14
GAME: Slixvah casts False Life. Caster Level: 6 DC: 17
<OOC> Slixvah says, "back to max! rolling false life"
GAME: Slixvah rolls 1d10+witch: (2)+6: 8
GAME: Slixvah used a Wand of Mage Armor.
<OOC> Slixvah says, "14 healed and 8 temp hp"
<OOC> Patch notes. "Bob-Barrier. 21 left, 14 soaked."</pre>

"We're not fighters, Robert." Alviss says with a sigh, looking to the twins, and then to Jari. "We got a hidden room under the dais. Supplies, and food for days. We can try and hold up on there, but... what about all of you?" the dwarf asks, watching as the party patches itself up. "Will you be okay going after them? Can you really fight an outsider like an Oni?"

The five remaining divers, and weather extremists growing quiet as they creep towards the place Alviss talked of. Yes, demoralized, worried, and scared. These are no adventurers.

Slixvah holds a bloody hand up to Tegri. "I got it, boo, don't worry. I've fixed worse." Her hands glow white, and the wound vanishes, a line of feathers missing on her leg like it was a near miss instead. She sighs in relief, tapping the wand on her beak. A wind brushes past her, and she picks up a bread roll. An apology is muttered as she says a gnarly incantation as her eyes flare green. The bread crumbles to useless ash.

Stepping away for a moment to get her things, she returns, fully clothed, and tying ribbons off on her wings. "Dunno, but we sure can try. It uses magic, I know that much, and it's dangerous maybe. But we got smarts easy."

"Well, the Oni has already trespassed, caused property damage, unleashed undead and uncontrolled beasts, attempted murder and successfully kidnapped folks." Jay summarizes, picking up a jacket. If there's time to get fully dressed, he wants to also. "We can't let that kind of thing go unanswered."

He sets his rapier in its sheath, flicks ice crystals from his wings, then chirps happily, "At least there's lots of snow. Tracking should be easy!"

"You were kind enough to accept strangers out of the storm and into your temple. You welcomed us as family and offered to share your food." Bob somehow manages the kindly, paternal mien while transfigured into a stony grotesque. "Of course we'll do everything we can to see yours back to you.

"Muse' grace is chance and freedom... and I won't forsake Her play with fate." He settles a metal vial against his arm and flicks a tiny lever. A series of stacked gears turn and glowing, warm energy spills out from the device to knit his wounds.

"Give me a hand with my armor if you could, IC, please..." and then he's loping towards the barrack.

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==OOC & Combatty==

''Pre-Game''
<br><OOC> Patch says, "I hope you are all ready and willing. Tonight I'd like to go over just a few things before we begin. Disclaimer: This plot is not Death-Okay, but the danger is no less real! I would try and keep each turn to a maximum of ten minutes, if you do not respond in that time, your turn will be skipped in favor of expediting and keeping things going in a timely manner. I have 'Awards' you can earn in this plot, and depending on which ones you discover and unlock... you may get bonuses to certain challenges and rolls. I just wanted to take a moment and let you all acknowledge and agree."
<br><OOC> Slixvah thuuuuuumbs up!!
<br><OOC> Faiza nods! 'S good.
<br><OOC> Robert is inclined to acquiesce to your request.
<br><OOC> Jay says, "oh cool, sounds good."

<pre> ===================== Current Initiative Order - Round 1 =====================
---Init--Name------------AOO-Notes--------------------------------------------
>> 21 Roamer 1-2 1 <<
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19 Yet-Ti
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18 Robert 1 Flat-footed (0 rnds remaining)
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12 Jay 1
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4 Slixvah 1 Flat-footed (0 rnds remaining)
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3 Yet-Teh
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| Name | CHP (T) | HP |
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| Jay...........| 39 | 42 |
| Robert........| 42 | 45 |
| Slixvah.......| 13 | 25 |
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==Dramatis Personae==

'''Faiza''', ''Ginger Mul'niessa in shiny armour and blue cloak.''
<br>It is her colouration that catches the eye first; the combination of hair colour, complexion and eyes stands out enough to be more than merely unusual. To begin with, her skin is a grey so dark as to be almost black, with a deep lustre highlighted as light strikes it. Her hair, meanwhile, a natural fiery red, is raked back from her face and knife-sharp pointed ears, tied in a no-nonsense ponytail at the nape of her neck and let hang down to the middle of her back. The eyes are her most striking feature, however; they literally glow with a light all of their own, red as blood, tilted and narrow. They give her a look of cool calculation, of skepticism and distrust, that only sits too well on her angular, starkly beautiful face.

Though she is more solidly built than the majority of elves, her overall shape is nevertheless one of long, elegant lines, of whipcord muscle seemingly only barely held in check; there is a sense of energy and tension about her that evokes a kind of predatory abruptness.

An ankle-length hooded mantle of heavy but soft midnight blue cloth drapes over her shoulders, hanging open in the front and revealing the metal underneath: magnificently wrought but combat-ready plate armour of intricate elven craftsmanship, decorated with bold fluting and delicate scrollwork. Over the armour, in stark contrast to the deep blue of the mantle, hangs a pure white tabard, hemmed with twined silver thread, and a large symbol of the Silver Guard of Eluna is emblazoned proudly on her chest.

In her hand, or at her side, is a constant companion: a ranseur with a long haft of silverwood that, starting from the middle of its length, is wrapped in what looks like a long, intricate silver scroll inscribed with blessings and prayers to Eluna. The scroll merges near-seamlessly with the metal of the weapon's head, blossoming out into a meticulously detailed crescent moon shape that simultaneously evokes imagery of wings, with a long, tapering blade spearing out of the centre and terminating in a wicked point.

'''Jay,''' ''A perky male Blue Jay with a discerning eye.''
<br>Integrity C. Truefeather, esquire and supra-genius is a Blue Jay Egalrin lawyer. He stands tall and proud, sharply looking around for a situation he can jump into and provide counsel. He wears a three piece suit, shirt and tie, cut for avian lines, with mithril under the vest and silvery bolas and a rapier on his belt. A blue lupin decorates his lapel. His crest is long, ready to pop up at any objectionable thing. He is full of energy, standing and strutting about with style and flourish, poking his beak into everything.
Jay looks at you.

'''Robert''', ''A middle-aged Cerenzan with a friendly, fatherly vibe.''
<br>Robert is a big bloke from big stock and getting just a bit shorter and softer around the middle as the years pile on. He has dark, reddish skin and the build of a man who's spent his nearly-five decades of life at some form of manual labor or the other-- while also eating quite well. His hair is black where it isn't going grey, his hairline is receeding, and the swirl at his crown is thinning.

Though the Cerenzan is starting to wrinkle, his blue-eyes are still sharp with an inquisitive intelligence. A smile rests easily on his full lips and he's perpetually afflicted by a five o'clock shadow. The older man seems perfectly comfortable in his own skin and content to take his time and enjoy the world around him.

'''Slixvah''', ''A rust red/white Egalrin covered in veils, ribbons, and shawls.''
<br>Average in height, but large in personality, Slixvah is an outrageously decorated Egalrin. Her rusty red and white feathers don't sully her outlandish garb; in fact, it makes it stand out even more. Colorful and plentiful, ribbons adorn her wing joints and arms to make a dazzling display of splendor, especially when those wings stretch out to their twelve foot span. Thick, magnificent feathers fill that massive span, and an entire rainbow of ribbons flutter from her wing spars to accent it all. The red ones are cut to look like feathers.

Loose fitting robes of a multitude of colors rest against her frame while various veils and shawls dangle from different sections of her clothes. One veil even covers her face, but she's quite often pulling it down to give a smiling twinkle in her sky-blue eyes behind her raptor-like beak. A rainbow ribbon is tied around her head like a bandanna, and every second glance it seems like the colors are in different places.

There is usually a white-plumed thrush nestling in one of the many nooks and crannies of her swishy attire.

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|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Jinks]]
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|[[Aryia]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Cesran]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Jinks]], [[Lyme]], [[Karelin]],<br>[[Merek]], [[Mikilos]], [[Paenitia]], [[Randolf]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Seyardu]]
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|January 2, 2022
|[[Game of Ghosts, part 2]]
|[[Aimarra]], [[Karasu]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Randolf]], [[Vaera]], [[Jinks]]
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|[[Watcher in the Stars]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
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|January 3, 2022
|[[Under Common Stressors]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ashes]], [[Zeke]], [[Rhar]]
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|[[Cold but Comfortable]]
|[[Aimarra]], [[Rhyn]]
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|[[Scars Unseen]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Paenitia]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Zeke]]
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|[[Two Ravens in a Bar]]
|[[Karasu]], [[Ravendar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seyardu]], [[Skielstregar]]
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|January 4, 2022
|[[Poolside Thoughts]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Irshya]]
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|[[Remember Me]]
|[[Verna]], [[Zeke]]
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|[[Whooooo?]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Ashes]], [[Jinks]], [[Verna]]
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|[[Monsterous Memory]]
|[[Cesran]], [[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
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|[[Still Afraid]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]]
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|January 5, 2022
|[[Crescent Moon]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Verna]], [[Auranar]]
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|[[Familiar Matters Part 3]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Shilde]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]]
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|[[Sith Around and Wait]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Jinks]], [[Rocky]], [[Seyardu]], [[Tenoc]]
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|January 6, 2022
|[[Cider and Charms]]
|[[Randolf]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Xasany]]
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|[[Seeing Stars]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Verna]], [[Cesran]]
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|January 7, 2022
|[[Infernal Interruption]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]]
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|[[Cafeteria Gossip]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seyardu]], [[Telamon]]
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|January 8, 2022
|[[Walking on Eggshells]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Aryia]], [[Jinks]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]], [[Zeke]]
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|[[Renew the Pact: Ritual Matters]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Iuitl]], [[Halani]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Jinks]], [[Stjepan]], [[Verna]], [[Seldan]], [[Zeke]], [[Merek]]
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|January 9, 2022
|[[Infernal Interruption (Part 2)]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]]
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|[[Tie me Down]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Verna]], [[Zeke]]
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|[[Candles in the Rain]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Aryia]], [[Verna]]
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|[[A Charming Day by the Shore]]
|[[Mikilos]], N'tsssa, [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
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|[[Waiting on the Halls]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Paenitia]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]]
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|[[Debts pAYAble and lAYAway]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Jinks]], [[Aryia]], [[Mikilos]], [[Braelnoir]]
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|January 10, 2022
|[[Throw a Blanket over It]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Verna]], [[Jinks]], [[Acedia]]
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|[[Second Guessing Guises]]
|[[Venom]], [[Aryia]]
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|[[A Sewer Shattering kaBOOOM]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]]
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|[[Vast Expectations (Part 1)]]
|[[Faranmidahn]], [[Paenitia]], [[Jinks]], [[Razen]], [[Edinaz]]
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|January 11, 2022
|[[Tea, Cakes, and... Swords?]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]]
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|[[Stars, Moon, and Compassion]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
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|[[The Griever: Elves Wizards and Wizard Elves (Part 14)]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Stejepan]]
|-
|January 12, 2022
|[[My Brother]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Gray Halls]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Jinks]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|
|[[Joys, Doubts, and Real Estate]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[A Curious Courtship]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|January 13, 2022
|[[Coin Toss]]
|[[Tawyse]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[And One Goblin]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Hospitality Repaid]]
|[[Arngrim]], Boti, [[Karasu]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|January 14, 2022
|[[Curious Discussions]]
|[[Karasu]], [[Randolf]], [[Seyardu]], [[Xasany]]
|-
|
|[[A Faux Pas and a Half]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Verna]], [[Auranar]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|January 15, 2022
|[[Gray Halls (Part 2)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Jinks]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|January 16, 2022
|[[Boti's Big Sister]]
|Boti, [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Through Snow, Rain, Sleet, or Sunshine]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Yrch You Can't Scratch-Greatwood VP]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Pelka]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|January 17, 2022
|[[Seeing the Finish Line]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[House Hunting Ahead]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[A Little Literary Visit]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Nothing Drastic]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Seyardu]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[Distant Futures]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Venom]], [[Vaera]], [[Verna]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations (Part 2)]]
|[[Edinaz]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Lysos]], [[Jinks]], [[Razen]]
|-
|January 18, 2022
|[[Diplomatic Immunity]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Randolf]], [[Seyardu]], [[Valadhiel]]
|-
|
|[[Deck the Halls]]
|[[Cesran]], [[Jinks]], [[Aryia]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|January 19, 2022
|[[A Marketplace Meeting]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Venom]], [[Verna]]
|-
|January 20, 2022
|[[The Illustrious Telperius Atlon]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[How Much Greatwood]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Knightmare]], [[Randolf]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|January 21, 2022
|[[Solitude and Company with a Bottle of Wine]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[What is in your Head]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Auranar]], [[Cesran]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Until The Heart Betrays]]
|Vignette - [[Seldan]]
|-
|
|[[A Veiled Journey]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Malik]], [[Seldan]], [[Stjepan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|January 22, 2022
|[[Cake for Boti]]
|Boti, [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|January 23, 2022
|[[Strange Gaze, pt1-Greatwood VP]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Shilde]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]]. [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[Taking Names]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Andelena]], [[Mikilos]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|January 24, 2022
|[[Reilly Bad Eggs-Bugged VP]]
|[[Karasu]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[What is in your Head (Part 2)]]
|[[Ayria]], [[Auranar]], [[Cesran]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Hath no Fury]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Karasu]]
|-
|
|[[Recovering]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Meet the Fisherman]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]]
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations (Part 3)]]
|[[Edinaz]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Lysos]], [[Jinks]], [[Razen]], [[Paenitia]]
|-
|January 25, 2022
|[[Base Jumping]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Better Gnomes and Living]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Jinks]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|
|[[The New Roost]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|January 26, 2022
|[[Smoke on Water]]
|[[Karasu]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]] DM: [[Aryia]]
|-
|
|[[Save the Boy]]
|[[Arngrim]], [[Aryia]], [[Randolf]], [[Seyardu]], [[Telamon]], [[Valadhiel]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Give it a Chance]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|January 27, 2022
|[[Party Hard]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Jinks]], [[Karasu]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|January 27, 2022
|[[No Cages]]
|[[Aimarra]], [[Auranar]], [[Faranth]], [[Percy]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|
|[[A Veiled Journey (Part 2)]]
|[[Malik]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Stjepan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[He Answered]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|January 28, 2022
|[[Throwing Hands]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Verna]]
|-
|January 29, 2022
|[[Insanity Defense]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|January 30, 2022
|[[The Color of a Dress]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Strange Gaze, pt2-Greatwood VP]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Shilde]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]]. [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[Alchemical Mishap]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Stopping for the Night]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[Moving Concerns]]
|[[Boti]], [[Lyme]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|January 31, 2022
|[[Not Sick, Just Searching]]
|[[Karasu]], [[Seyardu]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[It's Cozy at Aryia's Place]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Sibling Check In]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations (Part 4)]]
|[[Edinaz]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Lysos]], [[Jinks]], [[Razen]], [[Paenitia]]
|-
|}
===February===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|February 1, 2022
|[[A Family That Felt Whole]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[More than Enough]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[A Gut Feeling]]
|[[Venom]], [[Aryia]]
|-
|
|[[Only Mostly Dead]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Jinks]], [[Merek]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|February 2, 2022
|[[You Decided]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Tawyse]]
|-
|
|[[The Prophet Hotaru]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Jinks]], [[Mikilos]], [[Seyardu]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|February 3, 2022
|[[Untended Graves (Part 1)]]
|[[Karasu]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[Sun, Moon, and Earth]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Aryia]], [[Barclaiigh]]
|-
|
|[[On the Nature of Stars and Lavender]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Message in a Bottle]]
|[[Paenitia]], [[Serene]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|February 4, 2022
|[[Jumping Over the Sword (At a Later Date)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[A Veiled Journey (Part 3)]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Malik]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Stjepan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|February 5, 2022
|[[Not the Burpees]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Cesran]]
|-
|
|[[Dream On]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seyardu]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[No Strings Attached]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Rocky]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|February 6, 2022
|[[Breathless]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Crystal Caverns]]
|[[Aimarra]], [[Randolf]], [[Smuldur]]
|-
|
|[[Bad Dreams and Aspirations]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Mikilos]], [[Verna]], [[Seyardu]], [[Gadget]]
|-
|
|[[Strange Gaze, pt3-Greatwood VP]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Shilde]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[Lifeline]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|February 7, 2022
|[[Dwarfed by Insecurities]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[Through the Woods]]
|[[Aimarra]], [[Randolf]]
|-
|
|[[A Little Book Trip]]
|[[Venom]], [[Aryia]], [[Cesran]]
|-
|
|[[Unrest Easy]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[Killer Promise]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Karasu]]
|-
|
|[[Nest for Three]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[The Mermaid Illiara]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]]
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations (Part 5)]]
|[[Edinaz]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Lysos]], [[Jinks]], [[Razen]], [[Paenitia]]
|-
|February 8, 2022
|[[Name the Divine]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Sleepless in S-Ea-ttle]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Morgan]], [[Randolf]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Tapping on Eggshells]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Jinks]], [[Faranmidahn]]
|-
|February 9, 2022
|[[Midday Siesta]]
|[[Verna]], [[Aryia]]
|-
|
|[[Karen in Alexandria]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[School of Hard Knocks]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Aryia]]
|-
|
|[[Karen's Aftermath]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Auranar]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Sword in the Well]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Jinks]], [[Mikilos]], [[Seyardu]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|February 10, 2022
|[[Untended Graves (Part 2)]]
|[[Karasu]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[The Princess's Lover]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|February 11, 2022
|[[His House]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[Hot Ones]]
|[[Morgan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|February 12, 2022
|[[Elf-Help Section]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Wu]]
|-
|February 13, 2022
|[[Strange Gaze, finale-Greatwood VP]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Shilde]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[Respite from Expeditions]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[Two Daeusites Walk into a Bar]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|February 14, 2022
|[[What to Spend it On]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Andelena]], [[Seyardu]], [[Paenitia]]
|-
|
|[[The Sword and the Cistern]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], Illiria, Sirri
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations (Part 6)]]
|[[Edinaz]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Lysos]], [[Jinks]], [[Razen]], [[Paenitia]]
|-
|
|[[A Father's Concern]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|February 15, 2022
|[[The Two Dreamers in the Eyes of the Watcher]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Poolside Bar]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Imane]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|February 16, 2022
|[[Wait for the First Verse]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Redeeming Qualities]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|
|[[Bier Today, Zonked Tomorrow]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Irshya]], [[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|February 17, 2022
|[[Take a Look Around]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Murder]]
|-
|
|[[The Would-be Fiance of Cor'lana Lúpecyll]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|February 18, 2022
|[[Delayed Shipment VP]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Andelena]], [[Barclaiigh]]
|-
|
|[[Wall of Ice]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[Home is What You Make It]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[A Veiled Journey (Part 4)]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Malik]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Stjepan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Sugar Cubes of Wisdom]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|February 19, 2022
|[[Live Steel]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Aryia]], [[Dolan]], [[Thurid]]
|-
|February 20, 2022
|[[Untended Graves (Part 3)]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[The Unforgiven]]
|[[Aya]], [[Aryia]]
|-
|
|[[Kegger-Aid]]
|[[Paenitia]], [[Randolf]]
|-
|
|[[Later Means Now, Now Means Forever]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|February 21, 2022
|[[A Merry Pub Scene]]
|[[Randolf]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Roll the Bones]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], Illiria, Sirri
|-
|
|[[An Elfragation, the arrival]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ashes]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|February 22, 2022
|[[Dinners on Discs]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations (Part 7)]]
|[[Edinaz]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Lysos]], [[Jinks]], [[Razen]], [[Paenitia]]
|-
|
|[[On a Cold Winter's Night]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Little Moon]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Venom]]
|-
|
|[[Someone is Bugging Me]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Dolan]], [[Randolf]], [[Rocky]]
|-
|February 23, 2022
|[[Grotesque Display]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Glasha]], [[Karasu]], [[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Resting Wishes]]
|[[Aya]], [[Aryia]], [[Seyardu]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|February 24, 2022
|[[Getting Our Grove On]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Tawyse]], [[Cryosanthia]]
|-
|
|[[Untended Graves (Part 4)]]
|[[Karasu]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|February 25, 2022
|[[Tragedy and Comedy]]
|[[Aya]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[Build it Up]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Soup Seduction Technique]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|February 26, 2022
|[[I'm Drue in Town]]
|[[Drue]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Buggin' Out]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Revan's Revelry]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Revan]]
|-
|
|[[An Elfragation, part 2]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Jinks]], [[Kard]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|February 27, 2022
|[[Fowl Behavior]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Drue]], [[Kard]]
|-
|February 28, 2022
|[[Morning and a Prelude]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[The Scars Inside You]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], vignette
|-
|
|[[Divine Bond]]
|[[Skielstregar]], vignette
|-
|
|[[Fistful of Posies]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Andelena]]
|-
|
|[[Kerry-Anne Wayward Daughter]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[Down the Drain]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], Sirri, Illiria
|-
|}

===March===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|March 1, 2022
|[[Witching Hour for Charming]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations, (part 8)]]
|[[Faranmidahn]], [[Paenitia]], [[Jinks]], [[Razen]], [[Edinaz]], [[Lysos]]
|-
|March 2, 2022
|[[Threads of Freedom]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Irshya]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Know When to Fold]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Out on a Limb]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Randolf]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Vaera]], [[Venom]]
|-
|March 3, 2022
|[[A Bright and Noble Soul]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[Bugs in the Pantry]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Mikilos]], [[Seyardu]], [[Telamon]], N'tssa
|-
|March 4, 2022
|[[The Lovers' Paradox]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Dreams Come True]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Kard]], [[Murder]], [[Seyardu]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[A Veiled Journey (Part 7)]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Malik]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|March 5, 2022
|[[Star Furrrows Missing Knots]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Rocky]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[Silver Solidarity]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|
|[[Kobolds: The Will of Uskvutha]]
|[[Halani]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|March 6, 2022
|[[Werewolf in Alexandria]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Dolan]], [[Magpie]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[It's Pretty Late]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Give Em the Bird]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Magpie]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Geir]]
|-
|March 7, 2022
|[[Living Daed Man]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Daechir]], [[Jinks]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|
|[[Blar: Crate Expectations]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Slixvah]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Blar-ly Made It]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Blar: Frenemy at the Gate]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Shalethiste]], [[Carver]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|March 8, 2022
|[[Fear and Love in Alexandria]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Lunar Eclipse]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Randolf]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|March 9, 2022
|[[Weaponsmith Woes]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|
|[[Late Night Practice]]
|[[Knightmare]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[The Monster in the Room]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Blar: Haber-Dasher]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Slixvah]], [[Shalethiste]]
|-
|March 10, 2022
|[[Water Under the Bridge]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[The Waning Spire, part 1]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Arahel]], [[Ashes]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|
|[[Thicker than Blood]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Denouement of the Father]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Blar: The Skull's Cups]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Bannon]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Jay]]
|-
|March 11, 2022
|[[Full of Joy]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Kard]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Steel to my Lips]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Murder]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[An Interesting Proposal]]
|[[Verna]], [[Aryia]]
|-
|
|[[A Veiled Journey (Part 8)]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Malik]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|March 12, 2022
|[[The Statistics of Jousting]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Mikilos]], [[Merek]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|March 13, 2022
|[[I Hold You]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Bear Witness]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Slixvah]], [[Bannon]]
|-
|
|[[Witch of the Mountain]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Dolan]], [[Randolf]]
|-
|March 14, 2022
|[[Kerry-Anne Wayward Daughter pt2]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[A Clean Sweep]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Venom]], [[Khepri]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations, (part 9)]]
|[[Faranmidahn]], [[Paenitia]], [[Jinks]], [[Edinaz]], [[Lysos]]
|-
|
|[[If Stupid Was a Crime]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|March 15, 2022
|[[Bear Necessities]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Carver]], [[Knightmare]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Stargazing by the Shore]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Slixvah]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|March 16, 2022
|[[Bird Bath]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[Same Day Air]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Obligatory Fanservice Episode]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[A Poultry Sum]]
|[[Lyme]], [[Robert]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|March 17, 2022
|[[A normal day in Goblintown]]
|[[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Lauriel]], [[Munch]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Critter Control]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Drue]], [[Robert]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|March 18, 2022
|[[From Hive to Honey]]
|[[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Andelena]]
|-
|
|[[Cor'lana's Nicest Birthday]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[A Veiled Journey (Part 9)]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Malik]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Stjepan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|March 19, 2022
|[[Saint Punchin's day]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Carver]], [[Lauriel]], [[Zofija]], [[Jay]]
|-
|
|[[Take You Away]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Carver]], [[Dolan]], [[Lauriel]]
|-
|
|[[Gonna Be Alright]]
|[[Aya]], [[Daechir]]
|-
|March 20, 2022
|[[Images and Words]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[The Arrival of Spring (And All That It Brings)]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Clean Up Crew]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Dolan]], [[Kard]], [[Munch]], [[Robert]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[For Want of a Boat]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Ruby and Silver]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|March 21, 2022
|[[Kerry-Anne Wayward Daughter pt3]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[Library Chatter]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Venom]]
|-
|
|[[Family and High Powered Chairs]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Imane]], [[Robert]]
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations, (part 10)]]
|[[Faranmidahn]], [[Paenitia]], [[Jinks]], [[Edinaz]], [[Lysos]]
|-
|March 22, 2022
|[[Chilli Chips and Chippen]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Carver]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[The Cheerful Corvid]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|March 23, 2022
|[[It's in the Book]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Gone Away]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Carver]], [[Dolan]], [[Kard]], [[Telamon]], [[Randolf]], [[Verna]]
|-
|March 24, 2022
|[[Obligatory Fanservice Episode 2: Electric Boogaloo]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Happy Birthday Sis]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Katrine]]
|-
|March 25, 2022
|[[Pothy's Identical Twin]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Jinks]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Totem of Hunger]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Dolan]], [[Kard]], [[Percy]]
|-
|
|[[Confusing Engagements]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|March 26, 2022
|[[A Fitting Beginning]]
|[[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Lauriel]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|March 27, 2022
|[[A Sorcerous Summit]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Before you Go]]
|[[Aya]], [[Daechir]]
|-
|
|[[Goldbell's Clap, part 1]]
|[[Jay]], [[Khepri]], [[Shilde]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|March 28, 2022
|[[Goldbell's Clap, part 2 *Bugged VP*]]
|[[Jay]], [[Khepri]], [[Shilde]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Up the Water Spout]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], Sirri, Illiria
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations, (part 11)]]
|[[Paenitia]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Jinks]], [[Lysos]], [[Edinaz]]
|-
|
|[[You Need a Bath]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|March 29, 2022
|[[Late Night Gossip]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Irshya]], [[Robert]]
|-
|
|[[Two of Them]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Bunch of Tryshards, a]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Dolan]], [[Shilde]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|March 30, 2022
|[[Things That Go Screech in the Night]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[C Stands for Courage]]
|[[Robert]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Jay]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|
|[[Lingering Wounds]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Morgan]], [[Merek]], [[Braelnoir]]
|-
|March 31, 2022
|[[Tower Offense]]
|[[Kard]], [[Robert]], [[Rocky]], [[Taran]], [[Zofija]], [[Serene]]
|-
|
|[[The Dreaming Triad]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|}

===April===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|April 1, 2022
|[[A Veiled Journey (Part 10)]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Acedia]], [[Malik]], [[Stjepan]] '''DM''': Whirlpool
|-
|
|[[A Shock and a Chat on Coyote's Laugh]]
|[[Choler]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seyardu]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 2, 2022
|[[Love and Hangovers]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Taran]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[In the Wake of Laughter]]
|[[Jay]], [[Lauriel]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|April 3, 2022
|[[Clockwerk Connundrum]]
|[[Lysos]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Randolf]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 4, 2022
|[[United for Justice and Bacon]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Dolan]], [[Andelena]]
|-
|
|[[Stable Animals]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Release the Pumas!]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], Sirri, Illiria
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations, (part 12) Finale]]
|[[Paenitia]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Jinks]], [[Lysos]], [[Edinaz]]
|-
|
|[[Staggering Home]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 5, 2022
|[[Cider in the Rain]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Jay]]
|-
|
|[[Five Dates and a Proposal]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 6, 2022
|[[Hair of the Duck]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Vasilly]], [[Taran]], [[Magpie]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Crius]], [[Jay]]
|-
|
|[[Half-Sil in Revue]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Robert]], [[Slixvah]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 7, 2022
|[[The Grandeur of Sorcery]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Joy False And True]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Malik]], [[Zeke]], [[Serene]]
|-
|April 8, 2022
|[[Blue Moon]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Dolan]], [[Taran]], [[Telamon]], [[Lysos]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[A Veiled Journey (Part 11)]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Zeke]], [[Malik]], [[Stjepan]] '''DM''': Whirlpool
|-
|
|[[It's Raining, It's Pouring]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 9, 2022
|[[Goldbell's Echo]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Jay]], [[Zofija]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|April 10, 2022
|[[The Lady's Cloak]]
|[[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Zofija]], [[Slixvah]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|
|[[Burgles in the Night]]
|[[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Zofija]], [[Nemori]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|April 11, 2022
|[[Drink, Drink, Drink]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Crius]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[A Fine Fey Evening]]
|[[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Zofija]], [[Slixvah]], [[Telamon]], Fionnuala
|-
|
|[[Totem of Cunning]]
|[[Crius]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Shilde]], [[Smuldur]], [[Taran]]
|-
|April 12, 2022
|[[Con-spicuous Consumption]]
|[[Lysos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Rocky]], [[Silmeria]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 13, 2022
|[[Something New and Wonderful]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 14, 2022
|[[Two and a Half Elves]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Mikilos]], [[Redleaf]]
|-
|
|[[A Few Fowl Questions]]
|[[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[A Vardaman Easter Egg]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Little Bird Feeder]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[No Chemistry]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 15, 2022
|[[Reflections of Violet]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Blue Moon (Part 2)]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Taran]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]], [[Wu]]
|-
|April 16, 2022
|[[Go On, My Love]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 17, 2022
|[[The Gods' Hands]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Telamon]], Balderdan
|-
|
|[[Mul'niessa Secret of Heels]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[A Happy Hatching Day]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Lysos]], [[Seyardu]], [[Jinks]], [[Tenoc]]
|-
|April 18, 2022
|[[An Ominous Message]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Slixvah]], [[Khepri]], [[Robert]], [[Jay]]
|-
|
|[[Resurrectionist Escort]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Shilde]], [[Robert]]
|-
|
|[[Fey Nightmares]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[A Pact Refused]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 19, 2022
|[[Strange Lands]]
|[[Aavhash]], [[Arash]], [[Geir]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[An Ominous Journey]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Khepri]], [[Robert]], [[Jay]]
|-
|April 20, 2022
|[[Silver for an Answer]]
|[[Aavhash]], [[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Telemon]]
|-
|
|[[A Silver for your Thoughts]]
|[[Elyanna]], [[Dirk]], [[Zofija]], [[Ashes]], [[Taran]]
|-
|April 21, 2022
|[[No Undue Risks]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Mikilos]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Dirtier than Expected]]
|[[Magpie]], [[Shilde]], [[Dirk]], [[Khepri]], [[Zofija]], [[Robert]]
|-
|
|[[What is Owed?]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Slixvah]], [[Jay]]
|-
|April 22, 2022
|[[The Balance]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Daechir]]
|-
|
|[[Trap! Holding for Hostages]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Halani]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Good to Be Home]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 23, 2022
|[[Wild Turkeys]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Slixvah]], [[Aavhash]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Halani]], [[Ashes]]
|-
|
|[[Staff Holiday]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Robert]]
|-
|April 24, 2022
|[[I Held Out Hope]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Aya for an Aya]]
|[[Aavhash]], [[Aya]], [[Halani]], [[Jinks]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|
|[[As Luck Would Have It]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|April 25, 2022
|[[Trap! Holding for Hostages (Part 2)]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Halani]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Resurrectionist Escort Part 2]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Shilde]], [[Robert]], [[Aavhash]]
|-
|
|[[The Atlon Cousin]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Alley Oops]]
|[[Jay]], [[Slixvah]], [[Nemori]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Arreth, the Last Sunrise]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], Sirri, Illiria
|-
|April 26, 2022
|[[Trap! Holding for Hostages (Part 3)]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Halani]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[For the Ones We Love]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[A Little Break for a Quartet]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seyardu]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 27, 2022
|[[One More To the Rescue]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Auranar]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Found at Last]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Auranar]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Halani]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[The One That Got Away]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Nailing it Down]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Slixvah]], [[Jay]]
|-
|April 28, 2022
|[[Beetle Juice]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|
|[[An Ocean of Tranquility]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Robert]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|April 29, 2022
|[[Home is Where the Dreams are]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Halani]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|April 30, 2022
|[[Unexpected Company]]
|[[Aya]], [[Daechir]]
|-
|
|[[The Exploration Begins]]
|[[Alys]], [[Kolden]]
|-
|
|[[Finite Space]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Verna]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|}
===May===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|May 1, 2022
|[[Blood on His Feathers]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[In Need of a Cure]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[The Price of Dance]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Junk in the Trunk]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Thurid]], [[Paenitia]], [[Lysos]], DM: [[Robert]]
|-
|
|[[Cooling the Forge]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Zofija]], [[Toha]]
|-
|May 2, 2022
|[[A Were-y Warning]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Halani]]
|-
|
|[[Resurrectionist Escort Part 3]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Shilde]], [[Robert]], [[Aavhash]]
|-
|
|[[With Jealousy, Part 1]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Seyardu]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[The Ending of the Iron King]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], Sirri, Illiria
|-
|May 3, 2022
|[[Home With You]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|May 4, 2022
|[[With Jealousy, Part 2]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Seyardu]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|May 5, 2022
|[[Return to Form]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|May 6, 2022
|[[Testing the Waters]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Booming Business]]
|[[Jay]], [[Nemori]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Ravendar]]
|-
|May 7, 2022
|[[Induction]]
|[[Dolan]], Balderdan
|-
|
|[[Shots and Ladders]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Jay]], [[Robert]]
|-
|May 8, 2022
|[[Caravan Contingent, Part 1]]
|[[Aimarra]], [[Lysos]], [[Murder]], [[Paenitia]], [[Barclaiigh]], DM: Subduction
|-
|
|[[Dinner and More than Dessert]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[In a and/or Considering Pickle(s)]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Irshya]], [[Shilde]]
|-
|May 9, 2022
|[[Resurrectionist Escort Part 4]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Shilde]], [[Robert]], [[Aavhash]]
|-
|
|[[With Jealousy, Part 3]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seyardu]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[The Way Home is Through]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], Sirri, Illiria, Alvin
|-
|
|[[Nailing Down an Order]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Venom]]
|-
|May 10, 2022
|[[Meet me at the Table]]
|[[Aavhash]], [[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Kobolds in the Hot Springs]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Shilde]], [[Merek]], [[Pasithea]], [[Dirk]]
|-
|May 11, 2022
|[[Cloudwatching]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Night Time Woes]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Alone Together]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|May 12, 2022
|[[Look Who's Cooking Now]]
|[[Aya]], [[Daechir]]
|-
|
|[[Drink Till it Hurts]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Aragos]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Mikilos]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Packing Bags and Asking Questions]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|May 13, 2022
|[[A Leaf]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]], [[Seyardu]], [[Halani]]
|-
|
|[[Smoke and Vapors]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dirk]], [[Leetle]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[The Abandoned Monestary]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Shilde]], [[Slixvah]], DM [[Telamon]]
|-
|May 14, 2022
|[[Counting Sheep]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Auranar]], [[Dirk]], [[Shilde]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|May 15, 2022
|[[Anger and Madness]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[A New Chapter]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Kobolds: The Lying Table]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Seyardu]], [[Tawyse]], [[Halani]]
|-
|
|[[Warding the Roost]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|May 16, 2022
|[[A Legal Letter Opener]]
|[[Robert]], [[Nemori]], [[Jay]], [[Eztli]],[[Leetle]]
|-
|
|[[Alvin and Ella, Reunited]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], Sirri, Illiria, Alvin, Ella, Norrington
|-
|
|[[Resurrectionist Escort Part 5]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Shilde]], [[Robert]], [[Aavhash]]
|-
|
|[[A Darkened Mind]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Fear and Drinking in Alexandria]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Halani]], [[Munch]]
|-
|
|[[Requesting Backup]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Venom]]
|-
|May 17, 2022
|[[Kobolds: Take the Town]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Vaera]], [[Venom]]
|-
|
|[[Quickly to Quelynos]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|May 18, 2022
|[[Drunk at Midnight]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Mildly Misplaced Makari]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Shilde]]
|-
|May 19, 2022
|[[Pretty Things]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Kobolds: Storm the Sandcastle]]
|[[Halani]], [[Jinks]], [[Munch]]
|-
|May 20, 2022
|[[Temple District Talk]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Dolan]], [[Eztil]], [[Khepri]], [[Un'eth]]
|-
|May 22, 2022
|[[99 Problems (But Llyranost Isn't One)]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Verna]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Dirk]]
|-
|
|[[An Awkward Reunion]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Mikilos]], [[Aya]], [[Aryia]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Explain Your Smallness]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|May 23, 2022
|[[The First Call]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Resurrectionist Escort Part 6]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Shilde]]
|-
|
|[[Add Victory (um...)]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Culix]], [[Shilde]]
|
|-
|May 24, 2022
|[[Quickly to Quelynos (Part 2)]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[No Wight Place]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Un'eth]]
|-
|
|[[Heth-alumps and Woo-zles]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Shilde]]
|-
|May 25, 2022
|[[Lower Market Meetup]]
|[[Daechir]], [[Gramarye]], [[Hithaeron]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[That Lifting Feeling]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Another Apprentice at the Forge]]
|[[Etzli]], [[Gramarye]], [[Leetle]], [[Robert]]
|-
|May 26, 2022
|[[Say Nevermore]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Hithaeron]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Rocky]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|May 27, 2022
|[[Don't Fear the Wolf]]
|[[Aya]], [[Halani]], [[Munch]]
|-
|
|[[The Hunter And the Hunted]]
|[[Seldan]], DM: Whirlpool
|-
|May 28, 2022
|[[Demon Werewolf Jamboree]]
|[[Aya]], [[Dirk]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]]
|-
|
|[[Jamboree Aftermath]]
|[[Aya]], [[Dirk]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|May 29, 2022
|[[Heth Wights for No One]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Dolan]], [[Andelena]], [[Robert]], [[Shilde]]
|-
|May 30, 2022
|[[Heth Hath No Flurries]]
|[[Zofija]], [[Jay]], [[Slixvah]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[Wraith for It]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Home and Friends]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Percy]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Wight Into The Cups]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Mikilos]], [[Robert]], [[Shilde]]
|-
|May 31, 2022
|[[Quickly to Quelynos (Part 3)]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Lysos]], [[Verna]]
|-
|}
===June===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|June 01, 2022
|[[Where You Are]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Lysos]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Token of Power]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Slixvah]], [[Robert]], [[Eztli]], [[Jay]]
|-
|
|[[Feytouched and Fey Friends]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Watcher's Vigil]]
|[[Telamon]], vignette
|-
|June 02, 2022
|[[Evacuate This Part 1]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Eztli]], [[Gramarye]], [[Magpie]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]]
|-
|June 03, 2022
|[[Night Like This]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|June 04, 2022
|[[Minions of Evil]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Gurtrud]], [[Nemori]], [[Sjach]] DM [[Dirk]]
|-
|
|[[It's Hot]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Totem of Instinct]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Eztil]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|
|[[Mistakes are Inevitable]]
|[[Daechir]], [[Lyme]], [[Shilde]], [[Stena]]
|-
|June 05, 2022
|[[Internal Journeys]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Stjepan]]
|-
|
|[[For Want of a Mourner]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Silmeria]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Roofside Chat]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Wight Hole Wrong Wish]]
|[[Rocky]], [[Shilde]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], DM: [[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[A Worthwhile Place]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 06, 2022
|[[Advice for the Giving]]
|[[Aya]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Jail Talk]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]]
|-
|
|[[Messengers with Pie]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 07, 2022
|[[Been Dreaming]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 08, 2022
|[[Malefic]]
|[[Skielstregar]], vignette
|-
|
|[[Wolfsbane]]
|[[Silmeria]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Visitor with Wine]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Crawled Out of a Hole]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Barclaiigh]]
|-
|
|[[Obligatory Fanservice Episode 3: Return of the Fey]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 09, 2022
|[[Death's War]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Silmeria]]
|-
|
|[[Anatomy of a Fiend]]
|[[Aya]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|
|[[Evacuate This Part 2]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Eztli]], [[Gramarye]], [[Magpie]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Jay]]
|-
|
|[[A Matter of Faith]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 10, 2022
|[[Begrudging Aid]]
|[[Aya]], [[Aryia]]
|-
|
|[[Wight Club]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Dirk]], [[Nemori]], [[Sora]]
|-
|
|[[What Dark Breaks]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Silmeria]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Horns Are Not For Gnawing]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Murder]]
|-
|
|[[The Griever's Next Move]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Seldan]], [[Halani]], [[Zeke]], [[Jinks]], [[Stjepan]]
|-
|June 11, 2022
|[[My Strength]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Sandwiches and Sunlight]]
|[[Aya]], [[Aryia]], [[Seldan]], [[Seyardu]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Fish Scales]]
|[[Murder]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[You Have to Save her]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Jinks]], [[Halani]], [[Aya]], [[Merek]]
|-
|
|[[Late Night for a Late Bite]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Eztli]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Verna]]
|-
|June 12, 2022
|[[Dance of the Dragoon]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|
|[[Hot Words on a Hot Day]]
|[[Aya]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[En guarde!]]
|[[Jay]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]]
|-
|June 13, 2022
|[[Scones, Clothes, and Betrothed]]
|[[Verna]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Aryia]], [[Auranar]]
|-
|
|[[Dinner Out]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Daniel]], [[Lysos]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[The Wounds Left Behind]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Prepare to Bargain]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Aya]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|June 14, 2022
|[[Research!]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Eztli]], [[Lysos]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Puppy Therapy]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Wight Investigation, part 1]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Shilde]], [[Paenitia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|June 15, 2022
|[[The Places Between]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Halani]], [[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Bird, Bird, and Bot]]
|[[Gramarye]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|June 16, 2022
|[[Interview with a Werewolf]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Silmeria]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[A Pie Returned in Kind]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[On Artifice Armor Appearances]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[Mistakes Happened]]
|[[Elyanna]], [[Gramarye]], [[Jay]], [[Shilde]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|June 17, 2022
|[[Up to Measure]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Time to Retire]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Khepri]], [[Nemori]], [[Smuldur]]
|-
|
|[[Accidental Admittance]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Verna]]
|-
|June 19, 2022
|[[Be A Wight In The Darkness]]
|[[Carver]], [[Dalton]], [[Eztli]], [[Kyria]], [[Nemori]], [[Sora]]
|-
|
|[[Weddings, Warnings, Temples, and Tea]]
|[[Silmeria]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Lizards, Lunch, and Liars]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[Suspect Donations]]
|[[Khepri]], [[Sora]], [[Rocky]], [[Gramarye]], [[Knightmare]], [[Jay]]
|-
|
|[[Part of the Family]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 20, 2022
|[[Paladin on the Old Road]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Serene]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Catch and Release]]
|[[Andelena]] [[Slixvah]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[More than meets the Eye]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Auranar]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Menagerie]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Eztli]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Shilde]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 21, 2022
|[[Best Friends Forever]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Bring me a Dream]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Ssun's Out, Sscales Out]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Un'eth]]
|-
|
|[[Wight Investigation, part 2]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Shilde]], [[Paenitia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|June 22, 2022
|[[All I Want]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[The Places Between (Part 2)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Halani]], [[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 23, 2022
|[[Evacuate This, part 3]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Eztli]], [[Gramarye]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Jay]]
|-
|June 24, 2022
|[[Something Smells....]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Khepri]], [[Nemori]], [[Sora]]
|-
|
|[[Wight in the Feels]]
|[[Paenitia]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Lysos]], [[MAC-B1G]]
|-
|
|[[Seelie or Unseelie]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Can't Run Anymore]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|June 25, 2022
|[[Way of the Sword]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|June 26, 2022
|[[Sweet Summer Solstice]]
|[[Carver]], [[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Inevitable Sewer Adventure]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Dirk]], [[Jay]], [[Jozi]], [[Nemori]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|June 27, 2022
|[[Glass Half Full]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Daniel]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Devil of Sanguine Fen]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Sora]], [[Smuldur]]
|-
|
|[[The Inevitable Follow-up]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Eztli]], [[Robert]], [[Jay]], [[Jozi]]
|-
|
|[[Symbol of Memory]]
|[[Gramarye]], [[Khepri]]
|-
|June 28, 2022
|[[Art in Temple Square]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Silmeria]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Wight Investigation, part 3]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|
|[[Deliverance]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|June 29, 2022
|[[Clearing the Scales]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|June 30, 2022
|[[Evacuate This, part 4]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Eztli]], [[Gramarye]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Jay]]
|-
|}
===July===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|July 01, 2022
|[[A Half-Year Anniversary]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 02, 2022
|[[Merely Offering Greetings]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Bird in the Hand]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|
|[[Look Who's Back]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Imane]], [[Mikilos]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]]
|-
|
|[[Git, Good]]
|[[Lysos]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|July 03, 2022
|[[My Cabin in the Woods]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Divided by a Common Language]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Khepri]], [[Nemori]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[A Promise of Unending Beauty]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Verna]]
|-
|July 04, 2022
|[[(not so) Veiled Venom]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Nemori]], [[Venom]]
|-
|
|[[Market Shenanigans]]
|[[Carver]], [[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Verna]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[The Laughing Thief]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 05, 2022
|[[Wight Investigation, part 4]]
|[[Paenitia]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|
|[[Praying to Protocol]]
|[[Gramarye]], [[Khepri]]
|-
|July 06, 2022
|[[Students & Teachers]]
|[[Verna]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 07, 2022
|[[Evacuate This, part 5]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Eztli]], [[Gramarye]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Jay]]
|-
|July 08, 2022
|[[the Way We Were Waylaid, Wayward]]
|[[Braith]], [[Carver]], [[Dirk]], [[Jay]], [[Nemori]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Give Me The News]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|July 09, 2022
|[[It's always some Thing]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Shilde]]
|-
|July 10, 2022
|[[The Real eState of Things]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Khepri]], [[Nemori]], [[Slixvah]], [[Jay]]
|-
|July 11, 2022
|[[Running of the Wolves]]
|[[Carver]], [[Daniel]], [[Dirk]], [[Irshya]], [[Khepri]], [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[But First, Dinner]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Lasabeth's Lice, pt1]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Nemori]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|July 12, 2022
|[[Wrestling With Choices]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dirk]], [[Percy]]
|-
|
|[[Get Well Soon?]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[Wight Investigation, part 5]]
|[[Paenitia]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|July 13, 2022
|[[The Hurdy-Gurdy Demonstration]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Capture the Totem]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Lysos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Sherine]], [[Sora]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[In the Library with the Crimson Pen]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Sabina]]
|-
|July 14, 2022
|[[Statuesque]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Lasabeth's Lice pt2]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Nemori]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Pothy's Home]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Evacuate This, part 6]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Gramarye]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Jay]]
|-
|July 15, 2022
|[[A Mountain Stroll]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]], [[Verna]], [[Robert]]
|-
|
|[[Two Truths and a Lie]]
|[[Irshya]], [[Patch]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[the Way We Were Waylaid, Wayward, p2]]
|[[Carver]], [[Dirk]], [[Jay]], [[Nemori]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Dancin' Dragoon]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|July 16, 2022
|[[Tuned Up for What]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]], [[Mikilos]], [[Robert]]
|-
|
|[[Corkscrew and Wine]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Mikilos]], [[Patch]], [[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[Acceptance]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[Late Night at the Cheerful Corvid]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Eztli]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|July 17, 2022
|[[Heal Thyself]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Jay]], [[Khepri]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Dirk]]
|-
|
|[[The New Redeemer in Town]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaughn]]
|-
|
|[[The Wight Album]]
|[[Dalton]], [[Jay]], [[Kyria]], [[Patch]], [[Sherine]], [[Vaughn]]
|-
|
|[[Drink Between Friends]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Slixvah]], [[Eztli]], [[Jay]], [[Robert]]
|-
|July 18, 2022
|[[An Armed Collision]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Running with the Wolves (Part 2)]]
|[[Daniel]], [[Dirk]], [[Khepri]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[The Weight of Wights]]
|[[Karasu]], [[Magpie]], [[Niara]], [[Vaughn]]
|-
|July 19, 2022
|[[On Matters of Thievery]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], Balderdan
|-
|
|[[Lucht Runs Out]]
|[[Brianna]], [[Eztli]], [[Jay]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[It's Fair to Be Were-y]]
|[[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaughn]]
|-
|July 20, 2022
|[[Luck of the Bird]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Slixvah]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 21, 2022
|[[Turn over the Totem]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Telamon]], Balderdan
|-
|
|[[Organizing Thoughts]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Patch]], [[Mikilos]], [[Venom]]
|-
|
|[[Excavate This!]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Nemori]], [[Jay]], [[Eztli]], [[Dirk]], DM: [[Robert]]
|-
|July 22, 2022
|[[Ribbon Exchange]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[The Way We Were Wayward Waylaid, Part 3]]
| [[Jay]], [[Nemori]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[The Snack Platter]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Sora]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 23, 2022
|[[Book Smart]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Khepri]], [[Patch]], [[Vaughn]]
|-
|July 24, 2022
|[[Play Pretend]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|
|[[The Wight Album, part 2]]
|[[Dalton]], [[Jay]], [[Kyria]], [[Patch]], [[Sherine]]
|-
|
|[[To Grandfather's House We Go]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|July 25, 2022
|[[Let It Rest Already!]]
|[[Paenitia]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Lysos]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|July 26, 2022
|[[Strongestestest Warrior]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Robert]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|
|[[Silk and Steel]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 27, 2022
|[[Drinking Buddy]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Leetle]]
|-
|
|[[Face//Off]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Shilde]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 28, 2022
|[[Evacuate This, part 7]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Gramarye]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Jay]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|July 29, 2022
|[[Doling Out Plans]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|
|[[Cookies at the Cheerful Corvid]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Stjepan]]
|-
|July 30, 2022
|[[The Way We Were Wayward Waylaid, Part 4]]
|[[Jay]], [[Nemori]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Stand With You]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|
|[[Pulling at Knots]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]]
|-
|July 31, 2022
|[[Amily in the Wight]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Dirk]], [[Khepri]], [[Eztli]], [[Jay]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[Campfire Conversation]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|}

===August===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|August 01, 2022
|[[Wight Worms (Group 2)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aurala]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Halani]], [[Silmeria]], [[Stjepan]]
|-
|
|[[Oruch-ouch-um]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Andelena]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[The Vintner's Offer]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 02, 2022
|[[A Deal is a Deal]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Face//Off, Part 2]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Shilde]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Hymn and Haw]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]]
|-
|August 03, 2022
|[[Stolen! Totem at the Temple]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Kard]], [[Lysos]], [[Patch]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Zyla]]
|-
|
|[[Flight Regulations]]
|[[Jay]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Rush Order]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|
|[[Cleaning and Mending]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|August 04, 2022
|[[Zalgi-man or Puppet]]
|[[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 05, 2022
|[[Warehouse Gossip]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Slixvah]], [[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Irshya]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Cleanup Crew]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Braith]], [[Patch]], [[Finn]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Cleanup Checkup]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]]
|-
|August 07, 2022
|[[Teatime Talk]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Noble Intentions]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Zyla]], [[Paenitia]], [[Shilde]] DM: [[Eztli]]
|-
|August 08, 2022
|[[The Write Stuff]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[The Bird at the Cheerful Corvid (It's Not Pothy)]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[The Stars Only for Her]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Wight Worms (Group 2 Part 2)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aurala]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Halani]], [[Silmeria]], [[Stjepan]]
|-
|August 09, 2022
|[[Fish Thief]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Magpie]], [[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Slixvah]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 10, 2022
|[[Reading into things]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Safe and Sound]]
|[[Venom]], [[Aryia]]
|-
|
|[[Soggy Salutations]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Patch]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Cryosanthia]]
|-
|
|[[The Mercenary (Love) Life]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Stjepan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 11, 2022
|[[Out of Step]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Unwanted Duty]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Wolf in Sheep's Clothing]]
|[[Halani]], [[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[A Noble Tongue]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaughn]]
|-
|August 12, 2022
|[[Portside Distractions]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Gramarye]], DM: [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|August 13, 2022
|[[Court of Teeth]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Culix]], [[Etzli]], [[Slixvah]], DM: [[Yaretzi]]
|-
|
|[[Black-eyed Peas]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Rocky]], [[Verna]], [[Yaretzi]], [[Zyla]]
|-
|August 14, 2022
|[[Spirits and Wine]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[How to Bait a Wolf]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|
|[[Noble Intentions Part 2]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Zyla]], [[Paenitia]], [[Shilde]] DM: [[Eztli]]
|-
|
|[[Library Days]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[Tooth Fairy Headache]]
|[[Culix]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Sable]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 15, 2022
|[[An Imp-Sized Migraine]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|August 16, 2022
|[[If You Give a Faerie Dragon a Mountain Oyster]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 17, 2022
|[[Brunch and Spice]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|
|[[Outer Tribes]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Yaretzi]]
|-
|August 18, 2022
|[[For Want of Armor]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|
|[[SYWTBAH]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Slixvah]] DM: [[Williwaw]]
|-
|
|[[Fey-ke Dragon in the Gardens]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|August 19, 2022
|[[Lady and the Bard]]
|[[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Artisanal Linguistics]]
|[[Alaryn]], [[Telamon]], [[Slixvah]], [[Patch]]
|-
|August 20, 2022
|[[Glass Dragon]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Eztli]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|August 21, 2022
|[[Kobolds: Kill the Witch Queen]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Seyardu]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Selia]], [[Jinks]] DMs: [[Cryosanthia]], [[Williwaw]]
|-
|
|[[Rainy Eliday Morning]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 22, 2022
|[[Like Dominos]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Patch]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[SYWTBAH Part 2]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Slixvah]] DM: [[Williwaw]]
|-
|
|[[Scrolling for Insight]]
|[[Elyanna]], [[Patch]], [[Zofija]], [[Alaryn]] DM: [[Whirlpool]]
|-
|August 23, 2022
|[[Rain on your Parade]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[Devilish Research]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|
|[[A Drink and a Song]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Ravendar]]
|-
|August 24, 2022
|[[Hash It out Over Breakfast]]
|[[Yaretzi]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Alaryn]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[A Visit Over Tea]]
|[[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 25, 2022
|[[Questions for Ryon]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|August 27, 2022
|[[A Cure for a Multitude of Ills]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|August 28, 2022
|[[Heart Of The Cards]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|-
|August 29, 2022
|[[Koming Klean over Kvass]]
|[[Elyanna]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-

|August 30, 2022
|[[Birds and Wedding Bells]]
|[[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[The Date is Set]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[What Big Eyes You Have]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|
|[[Esoterica Petitio]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]]
|-
|August 31, 2022
|[[Bready to Dance]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Nessa]]
|-
|}

===September===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|September 1, 2022
|[[Reading Rainbow]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Purpose of Strength]]
|[[Yaretzi]], [[Skielstregar]]
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|September 2, 2022
|[[Rainbows and Shadows]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Crik]], [[Culix]]
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|
|[[The Necessity of Bathing]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Jinks]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Seyardu]]
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|September 4, 2022
|[[MEETUP: Fortune's Favor]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Merek]], [[Crik]], [[Jay]], [[Culix]], [[Mikilos]], DM: [[Slixvah]]
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|[[The Sunguard and Her Cats]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
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|September 5, 2022
|[[Wayfarer's Breakfast]]
|[[Patch]], [[Seldan]], [[Eztli]], [[Slixvah]]
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|[[Wight Worms (Group 1)]]
|[[Cesran]], [[Serene]], [[Seldan]], [[Seyardu]], [[Un'eth]], [[Zeke]]
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|[[Malice of Infinity]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|
|[[Trinkets and Baubles]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Yaretzi]]
|-
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|[[Wayfarer's Breakfast Part 2]]
|[[Patch]], [[Seldan]], [[Eztli]], [[Slixvah]], [[Dirk]], [[Ravendar]]
|-
|
|[[Prisoners of Gravitas]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], [[Mikilos]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[Save the Queen]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Andelena]], [[Carver]], [[Culix]], [[Ravendar]], GM: [[Dirk]]
|-
|
|[[The Poetry Slam Winner]]
|[[Carver]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|September 6, 2022
|[[Bar Tender]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Irshya]]
|-
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|[[Git Help]]
|[[Jay]], DM: [[Jinks]]
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|[[Rushing To The Altar]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
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|September 7, 2022
|[[Stormy Tea Time]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Jay]], [[Mikilos]], [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[Wand-ering Thoughts]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[A Wight Celebration]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Carver]], [[Cesran]], [[Dirk]], [[Lyme]], [[Mikilos]], [[Molly]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seyardu]], [[Silmeria]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 8, 2022
|[[Devil in the Basement]]
|[[Alaryn]], [[Andelena]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Khepri]]
|-
|
|[[Looking for a Spot]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Yaretzi]]
|-
|
|[[Meetup: Welcome to Ashvale]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Jinks]], [[Zofija]], [[Molly]]
|-
|September 11, 2022
|[[The Lady's Escort]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Eztli]], [[Rocky]], [[Telamon]], [[Thurid]]; GM: [[Ravenstongue]]
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|[[The Seed of Evil]]
|[[Telamon]], Karan'taara (NPC); GM: [[Ravenstongue]]
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|September 12, 2022
|[[The Freak Shoe]]
|[[Jay]], [[Jozi]]
|-
|September 13, 2022
|[[A Small Joke]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|
|[[Half-Elf Homecoming]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 14, 2022
|[[Conflict of Philosophy]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[The Raven Truce]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Kaj]]
|-
|September 15, 2022
|[[A Bird in Hand]]
|[[Cryosanthia]]
|-
|
|[[Portside Blues]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Eztli]], [[Jay]], DM: [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[A Gnoment in Time, Part 1]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Lyme]], [[Paenitia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Zyla]]
|-
|
|[[Ruminations on a Monster]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 16, 2022
|[[Allergic Inflection]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[irshya]], [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[Return to Chandor's Crossing]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Dirk]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], GM: [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 18, 2022
|[[The Cat's Meow]]
|[[Carver]], [[Crik]], [[Crius]], [[Sable]], GM: [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[The Face Of A Friend]]
|[[Gramarye]], [[Khepri]]
|-
|September 19, 2022
|[[Rain Check]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Murder]]
|-
|
|[[Night Shift]]
|[[Irshya]], [[Slixvah]], [[Dirk]], [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[The Midnight Unkindness]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 21, 2022
|[[Final F-ant-asy: Lion Edition]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Chemas]], [[Eztli]], [[Lysa]], [[Magpie]], [[Slixvah]], DM: [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[Morning Shift]]
|[[Irshya]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Heady the Sea, part 1]]
|[[Jay]], [[Jozi]], [[Nemori]]
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|September 22, 2022
|[[Portside Blues Part 2]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Eztli]], [[Jay]], DM: [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Welcome to Ashenvale, part 2]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Jinks]], [[Zofija]], [[Jozi]]
|-
|
|[[A Gnoment in Time, Part 2]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Lyme]], [[Paenitia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Zyla]]
|-
|September 23, 2022
|[[Boxy Rain Dance]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Write in the Eels]]
|[[Jay]], [[Slixvah]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]]
|-
|
|[[Council Inquest]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Merek]], [[Patch]], [[Seyardu]], [[Stjepan]], [[Cesran]], [[Seldan]], [[Malik]]
|-
|
|[[Hounds of Hell]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Sora]], [[Telamon]]; GM: [[Dirk]]
|-
|
|[[Time Enough]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 25, 2022
|[[Kobolds: Kill the Witch-Queen, finale]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Seyardu]], [[Jinks]], [[Selia]], [[Braelnoir]] DMs: [[Cryosanthia]], [[Williwaw]]
|-
|
|[[Busting Pyramids]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|September 26, 2022
|[[Heady the Sea, Part 2]]
|[[Jay]], [[Jozi]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|September 27, 2022
|[[It Came From Beyond!]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Slixvah]], [[Syianne]]; GM: [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 28, 2022
|[[Language of Metal]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Crik]]
|-
|
|[[Fifty-Fifty]]
|[[Jay]], [[Schara]], [[Zalara]]
|-
|
|[[Dinner at the Rosalian Rose]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 29, 2022
|[[Always the Gross Jobs]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]], [[Stjepan]]
|-
|
|[[Welcome to Ashenvale, part 3]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Zofija]], [[Jozi]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[The Eager Cake Testers]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
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|[[A Gnoment in Time, Part 3]]
|[[Lyme]], [[Paenitia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Zyla]]
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|}

===October===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
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|October 2, 2022
|[[Fish and Catch-Up]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Mikilos]]
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|
|[[Out of the Water]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Tiasa]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|October 3, 2022
|[[An Enchanting Afternoon at Home]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[More Meat Pies!]]
|[[Jay]], [[Jozi]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|October 5, 2022
|[[Home by the Sea]]
|[[Alaryn]], [[Andelena]], [[Magpie]]; GM: Telamon
|-
|October 4, 2022
|[[Picking up Favors]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Slixvah]], [[Crik]]
|-
|
|[[Head's Down Git's Up]]
|[[Jay]], [[Jozi]], [[Slixvah]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|October 6, 2022
|[[Head's Down Git's Up Part 2]]
|[[Jay]], [[Jozi]], [[Slixvah]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[A Gnoment in Time, Part 4]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Zyla]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Paenitia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|October 7, 2022
|[[Big Trouble in Little Redford]]
|[[Lysa]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], GM: [[Dirk]]
|-
|
|[[Nine Years of Debt]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Tenoc]], [[Halani]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|October 9, 2022
|[[Shaking off the Nerves]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 10, 2022
|[[Head's Down Git's Up Part 3]]
|[[Jay]], [[Jozi]], [[Slixvah]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[The Final Stitches]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|October 11, 2022
|[[The Black Crystals]]
|[[Jay]], [[Slixvah]], [[Alaryn]], [[Schara]], [[Lauriel]], [[Toha]], [[Zalara]]
|-
|
|[[Taking the Report]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 12, 2022
|[[Learning To Fly]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 13, 2022
|[[A Gnoment in Time, Part 5]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Paenitia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Vaera]], [[Dirk]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|October 14, 2022
|[[Small Aside at the Society]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Crik]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[Fifty to Thirty-Three]]
|[[Jay]], [[Alaryn]], [[Merek]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[The Damned Lace]]
|[[Ariya]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 16, 2022
|[[A hug in the Night]]
|[[Jay]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[A Lúpecyll-Atlon Wedding]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Throwed Apples, pt1]]
|[[Etzli]], [[Jozi]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|October 17, 2022
|[[Throwed Apples, pt2]]
|[[Etzli]], [[Jay]], [[Jozi]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[What's In a Light]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Murder]]
|-
|
|[[A Lupecyll-Atlon Wedding Party]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Aryia]], [[Carver]], [[Dirk]], [[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seyardu]], [[Stjepan]], [[Telamon]], [[Venom]]
|-
|October 18, 2022
|[[Final F-ant-asy: Lion Edition Part 2]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Eztli]], [[Magpie]], [[Slixvah]], DM: [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[Until the End of All]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 19, 2022
|[[An Ale Advised Plan]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Schara]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|October 20, 2022
|[[Final F-ant-asy: Lion Edition Part 3]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Eztli]], [[Magpie]], [[Slixvah]], DM: [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[Dunny Go Alone]]
|[[Jay]], [[Merek]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[A Walk In The Woods]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Pouring over Data]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[A Gnoment in Time, Part 6]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Lyme]], [[Vaera]], [[Dirk]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Paenitia]]
|-
|October 21, 2022
|[[Miss His Light]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[Town Planning Council]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Merek]], [[Patch]], [[Seyardu]], [[Stjepan]]
|-
|October 24, 2022
|[[The Instrument of the Grey Lady]]
|[[Zofija]], [[Elyanna]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[Leg of Meat and A Dream]]
|[[Murder]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|October 25, 2022
|[[Scrub the Deck]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Venom]]
|-
|
|[[A Theatrical Reunion]]
|[[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Schara]], [[Slixvah]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 26, 2022
|[[The Hunt for Tang]]
|[[Jay]]
|-
|October 27, 2022
|[[A Gnoment in Time, Part 7]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Zyla]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Paenitia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|
|[[Bluedragon Ale]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]], [[Schara]], [[Merek]], [[Jay]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|October 28, 2022
|[[Nap In The Stacks]]
|[[Schara]], [[Slixvah]]
|
|-
|October 29, 2022
|[[Graveyard Smash]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Culix]], [[Dirk]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[All-Time Grates, the]]
|[[Irshya]], [[Jay]], [[Rocky]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Waltzing Chartle-Clank-Hamma-Sprokiee]]
|[[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[Demons Marketplace]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Kira]], [[Rocky]]
|-
|October 30, 2022
|[[Injuries of the Mortal Kind]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Face to Faceless]]
|[[Jay]], [[Patch]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|October 31, 2022
|[[Winter's Bite, Part 1]]
|[[Faiza]], [[Slixvah]], [[Jay]], [[Robert]], DM: [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[Hallowed Halls]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Schara]], [[Verna]], [[Zyla]]
|-
|}

===November===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
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|Log
|People
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|Novbember 1, 2022
|[[Small Versus Tall]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Murder]], [[Yaretzi]]
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|}

Waltzing Chartle-Clank-Hamma-Sprokiee

2022-10-30T22:53:21Z

Cryosanthia: Created page with "<div style="padding:5px; background-color:#e7eaea;"> == Log Info == *Title: Waltzing Chartle-Clank-Hamma-Sprokiee *Emitter: Cryosanthia *Characters: Jinks *Place: A07: Fernwood Pub *Time: Saturday, October 29, 2022, 10:03 PM *Summary: Jinks is having a meal in the Fernwood while all hell breaks loose outside in the streets. The staff discuss going to give aid, deciding better hands will handle it, when they are interrupted with a disaster of their own. A dire Jackelope s..."

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== Log Info ==
*Title: Waltzing Chartle-Clank-Hamma-Sprokiee
*Emitter: Cryosanthia
*Characters: Jinks
*Place: A07: Fernwood Pub
*Time: Saturday, October 29, 2022, 10:03 PM
*Summary: Jinks is having a meal in the Fernwood while all hell breaks loose outside in the streets. The staff discuss going to give aid, deciding better hands will handle it, when they are interrupted with a disaster of their own. A dire Jackelope starts rampaging in the dining area. It is swiftly brough under control by the owner, an orange haired gnome with an wilderness vibe. She invites herself to Jinks table and they talk, while the servers try to earn tips by their own little show. Some misunderstanding prompts Jinks to leave while the gnomid, Ginny Chortle-Clank-Hammer-Sproket, ponders the encounter.</div>

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The common room of the Fernwood Pub dominates the inn, spacious and airy because of the high, vaulted ceiling. Ornately carved beams of dark, polished wood form a lattice overhead, supporting the arched roof two storeys above the floor. To the right of the double-door entry is a spiral staircase, winding upwards to a balcony that rings and overlooks the main area. Large windows at this level grant an excellent view of the river to the west and colorful market stalls to the north and east. An air of coziness is salvaged by keeping the pub dimly lit; parchment-shrouded mana lanterns hang at intervals from the base of the balcony, nestled amongst lush, magically propagated ivy and ferns that grow over this false demi-ceiling and the struts that support it.

The bar is sleek and simple, comprised of meticulously polished black lacquer. Tables are set under the darker niches formed by the balcony floor as well as on the balcony itself. A few are deliberately sized to accommodate halflings and gnomes, but the majority are meant for human-sized individuals. A large common table is on the main floor, set before a semi-circular stage situated against the western wall. Beside it, with pipes mounted upon the wall and running up past the balcony and almost to the ceiling, is a refurbished pipe organ made to look like the one lost when the Fernwood was destroyed during the Merkabah Siege.

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<pre>-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Appearing -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Jinks 3'4" 39 Lb Gnome Male A gnomish fellow in fancy garb and jewelry.
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-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- NPCs of Note =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Ginny Sheila Gnome Female A tanned, orange haired outdoorsy type, with Jackelope.
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-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- As the GM -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Ashes 5'11" 177 Lb Hobgoblin Female A somber arvec in grey clothes with a skull face.
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It's a slow night in the Fernwood. Some commotion outside drew the patrons first to the windows, then out the doors. Enough has happened her they know when to hold 'em, and when to flee. The braver ones, adventuring sorts, may even have gotten involved. Especially once the streets are lit with flickering flames and cries of 'demon!' are heard.

This leaves the servers, Miri and Kaeryn, clearing tables and conversing.

"I should go help, shouldn't I?"

"Nope Kae, you stay right here. You're on shift and your sparky magic isn't going to put out fires."

Bill, the bartender throws in his two cents as he swabs the bar, "You hate getting ketchup on your uniform, imagine blood."

"I bleed!" Kaelyn protests.

"Really? I thought that was one of the many things elves didn't do, like breathe."

"I breathe! And I'm only half-elf."

"So maybe it's only half of you that needs to breathe."

Jinks doesn't do this sort of thing much at all anymore. Taverns, that is. Pubs, inns, and roadhouses can have their place in a pinch. Hostelries and bars are right out. Especially dive bars-- and he used to love a good slum.

The gnome still needed to eat, though, and the walk from the college to the Fernwood was much more reasonable than that to the estate grounds way up on the mountainside. And he was already feeling faint when he noticed the twisting in his stomach and dull pain behind his eyes.

So, here he was. Haunting one of the dark alcoves with a table sized for the smaller races wondering if he should brave finishing his carrots and potatos after all but inhaling the braised pheasant and two tall flutes of an especially savoury red wine.

"You okay there hun?" Miri, the human server swings by the dark alcolve, peering in at the gnome and his two flutes of wine. "More to drink?"

The half-elf has taken to holding up the wall beside the bar, trying out different figurehead poses.

There's a crash from upstairs, followed by a "No'wit!" Another crash, and a shout, "Come back ya daft Rabey yer too big!"

A shadow passes over, blocking out the chandliers of the ceiling, followed by a crash that crushes tables as something horse-sized and horny lands in the middle of the room with the elegance of a flying elephant.

Hurried footsteps follow.

Jinks stops tapping his fork for a moment, brushing his loose hair back behind his ear to look up at the server and offer a smile that might melt the heart of a white wyrm. His mouth opens to offer reply but he's left quiet and glancing at the underside of the balcony overhead as the chaos ensues.

Black-on-black eyes roll to follow the sound and observe the massive thing come crashing down. His goatee flares as his mouth forms a smirk.

"More wine, please, and the dessert tray." He spears a roasted carrot and lifts it up into his mouth.

"Ahhh! Ow!" Miri flinches, jumping back and banging her head on the low rafter of the 'small people' alcove's ceiling. She grunts and moves away, rubbing her hair and nodding. "Okay."

The thing, the source of the chaos, at first glance seems to be a very hairy elk. It has the antlers, the long face, the heavy body with the ungainly limbs, no tail to speak of. It's the hop that shatters the first impression, and the second glance would clarify the eyes are much to large, the back legs strangely bent and powerful. The hair is fur, and scruffy and mangey at that.

The hop is towards the door, the beast's escape is ruined by the antlers catching on the walls. It is a giant, gaunt rabbit.

The running feet catch up, flying first along the upper hall then down the stairs. Short steps from the sound of them. "Stoppit! Stop! Ah doan want ta be paying for that walls" A small woman dashes towards the door, a gnome, with a large mane of orange hair and a long green shirt over green leggins and bare feet. "Stay'a'put thar!"

"... all the grace of Kongou," Jinks muses, still wearing the smirk. He pierces the last two pieces of potato and makes quick work of both chewing and swallowing as he pushes the plate aside.

"Mmm, ah..?" The white-haired gnome sucks his teeth and half-turns out of his chair. "Do you require assistance? Or is all going to plan?"

Gnimble fingers begin to drum on the tabletop. The rings glitter and gleam, sparkling in sworls of gaseous shadow.

"S'awright. I got the cheeky hoppa." The woman says, grabbing a scruff of fur on the dire jackelope's foreleg and pulling herself up. She grabs the collar next, a dark leathery one with interesting runes, and closes her hand over an embossed badge. A quick twist and the beast shrinks until it's the size of a regular jackrabbit, dangling in her grip by the antlers.

With the creature controlled, the woman looks at Jinks, then approaches his table. "Hoy, good ta'meetchya." She shakes her rabbit, "'e knows e's supposed ta be small inside, but figgured how ta trick his colla. Thanks for the 'elp."

She nods her nose towards the wine, "ya want help with them?"

"If you like," Jinks offers with a shrug. He gestures at one of the properly-sized chairs with a hand and sets aside his empty glass. "Though this--" he drags a pinky around the glass' lip, conjuring a distant, high-pitched keen-- "is a full-flavored and savoury wine that goes best with game bird. The Fernwood has no shortage of aperitif if you've yet to eat; digestif if you have..." He tips his head towards the racks behind the bar.

The fancy little man looks the curious woman up and down, glancing, too, to her furry companion. He shifts to sit a little taller in his chair and tugs at his cuffs.

"Jinks," he offers by way of introduction. "Coyote laughs," he adds.

Miri returns with another flagon of wine and the desert tray. She glances at the wrecked table, and the now manageable jackelope sitting on Jinks' table.

"Ah'll shout tha damage, na worries." The orange haired gnomid tells the server, "Some carro's fer the bad boy 'ere and somea that a-peri-taffs and some good tucka, meanin' meat stew."

She rubs the jackelope's head, cooing, "put you in a stew one day."

She fixes Jinks with a stare, her features fine and suntunned, browning her skin enough she resembles a tree in autumn. Her leggings are well worn, with scratched sections that suggest armour goes on top. Her shirt is loose, clearly for comfort or sleeping so the front and tails hang down her thighs.

"Ginny, 'cause mah ma was a drinka, Shelia, 'cause mah da wasna all that imaginative, an' Chartle-Clank-Hamma-Sprokiee because tha weren't great on sharin'." She grins widely.

"The berry compote and sweet cream, please," Jinks asks after considering the offerings. He rolls his fingers, conjuring a flat elliptical platinum coin that clatters as i rolls over his rings. It comes to a stop pinched between thumb and the side of his curled pointer finger-- on offer for the server. "... and I'll have an aide from the college come and repair the damages tomorrow morning before opening; no reason to bill Ginny Shelia.

"It's customary to tip for a show. Could I buy you dinner?" He wonders of his fellow gnome, whisper-thin eyebrow quirking. "My per diem will cover it, easily."

Her eyes narrow a little as she susses out Jinks, until she makes a wry smile. "Long as it's fer tha show an' ya doan have ideas. Jess 'cause ah've got a rippa rabbo don't mean ah'm a root rat."

Followed by a smile, "don't mean ah'm not. So a gal's gotta ask, how galla is tha per dieam an' what's ya do ya fer, College man Jinks?"

The spinning coin holds the jackalope's attention more than hers. Ginny seems to be doing her own inspection, her eyes keep returning to the gnome's.

Miri nods, taking the coin, the order and heading back. There were other eyes on the platinum offering, Kaelyn, the bosomy half-elf has appeared and is leaning more than she needs to, her top impressively low and aimed at Jinks, "Need anything else? It's a slow night. I'll be right... on ... it."

"Just the show," Jinks assures with a nod and a faint smile. He turns the hand that had delivered the platinum coin and uses a thumb to indicate his wedding band: a rose-gold coyote encircled by the wings of a yellow-golden eagle. "Dalliances are well and truly behind me," he promises with an almost-grim finality.

"I fill my time now advising and doing field work for researchers are the city's bardic institution." He tries not to sound too bored revealing that information. "It pays well... but pales in comparisson to the rewards of high adventure."

A glance askance is offered the buxom half-sil and shakes his head. "Thank you, no, tallman."

"Well okaay." The half-sil purrs, rocking her rear in a way that sways her chest and threatens her clothes, clearly hoping some show will merit her a tip.

"Scat cat! Your billy bags'll flatten 'im shorta than a deaf adda." Ginny waves dismissively, laughing, sitting up as much as she's able. Kaeryn blinks in confusion, causing the gnomess to relent a little with her second rebuff, "Will call, when'ya wanted. Right now is some straight talka with me an' me new mate."

Ginny attention turns to Jinks, "are ya findin' many rackka tunes in that deep bush? It's where ah while ma days, chasin' the beasties."

A squint and a smile preface a quiet chuckle as Jinks shifts, crossing his arms and his legs wide beneath the table. He sucks at his teeth and tilts his head, giving Ginny a canted nod at her dealing with the flummoxed barmaid.

"I'm employed more in dealing with the Hymn. Which is how we refer to the song of creation. The Weave is part of it but far from the sum total." He takes a slow breath and hums a few bars, channeling a simpler form of inspiration most esoteric bards can muster after realizing the earliest portions of their potential. "... like that but on a grander scale."

The gnome sighs and uncrosses his arm, reaching out for his glass and taking a sip to savor briefly. "There are beasties, yes. Or warlocks, politicians, libraries, oubliettes, ruins, airships, trains, boats... everything really. It's quite the marvel it can be so abysmally boring."

The jackelope scratches an ear with a hind leg. Ginny aims his efforts off the table. He is a very skinny beast, and in places his fur is so thin his hide shows. It's rough and aged. He tears vigorously at one ear.

"Stoppit," Ginny puts her fingers in the way, holding the rabbit's foot so it flails in the air. She listens to the snippit of the hymn, head bobbing until the tune plays out. Her jackelope settles and she runs her hand over her ear, pushing her orange hair back.

Her hand has found a glass, and she takes a sip, then a second sip when Jinks says 'abysmally boring'. Her other hand finds the hair over her other ear. "Ah, cityfolk, na a Larriken like me stoked out in tha Woop Woop, back'o buggery. Ah seen some sights, but they's onny sights if ya not for lookin'."

She glances down at the wood grain of the table, looks up again, "How's you get them black on black eyes? Some royal dustup?"

"Academia has the habit of making the fantastic mundane, Ginny," Jinks laughs, shrugging at her observations. "Everything for a category, a category for everything. Classified and catalogued and metered on a schedule." He inspects his drink as he explains and then takes a full-mouthed draw that doesn't seem to hit his tongue before its past his gullet. His bone-weary sigh and frown makes the maestro look another decade or three older.

Then he's smiling easy again and the color flashes back into his cheeks. He shakes his head at her last question.

"No. Nothing so eventful... and it makes for poor dinner conversation." He returns to his drink, sipping again.

"The book'keepin'a'll kill ya. S'why I kep mine in that noggin'." The gnomess says, tapping at the side of her head. She has an intense gaze, similar to her old rabbit's, unrelenting and feral and cutting through the layers of civilization to see the raw world beneath. "Mebbe' ah'll ask ya latah, mebbe' ah won't."

"Ye gots a stricka look ta ya." She takes another sip of wine, strokes her jackelope's back, partly to pet him, partly to keep him put. "Like mah crittas, s'what ah do, bush wackin' and wrapin' up them beasties gotten themselves poked an' bleedin'."

She slumps back, sighing, "Ah lookit me, bein' a gallah goin' off on hoonin' about that backwood. You don't wanna hear about ol' Ginny sleepin' rough an that stars o'r'head. You're respectabby folk, six brekkies a day an' opera afor bed."

"Ah'm ya coyote laugh."

"Ow." Jinks says, his smile turning sad at her assessment. He blinks and looks down, reaching forward to set his glass back on the table. The gnome pauses and draws his thumb and forefinger down opposite sides of his goatee, his breath hitching. The bard winces again.

The fancy man stands and considers Ginny. His black eyes pleaed for a moment before he shakes his head.

"I need to get back to work," he explains as he regains his composure. Something clatters on the table; a second platinum piece conjured from thin air. "Enjoy the meal..."

Jinks turns and makes for the door, pushing his fingers back through either side of his loose, long hair. "'Respectable'..." he grumbles, shouldering through the door into the wet chill outside. "... Mulria's sideways smile."

She watches him leave, the door closing behind him. "Ah Ginny ya daft cunt ya chas'd 'em off an' e was a cutie."

The jackalope looks her way, she taps him on the nose, "O doan ya start, ah'm not soused enough fer you ta be talkin'." She tries though, draining her glass, and any of the liquor in the remaining ones, then waving at Kaeryn, "'ey billygoat, float me another tinny or three, tha rivas run dry."

The half-sil server obliges, coming over with a pitcher. "Please don't call me that." She eyes the platinum piece, "Is that for me?"

"Fer roofin' tha dinnah an' drinks, rest is yers ya great cute moony." Ginny replies, her accent and slang confusing the half-sil further.

"Are you sure you're speaking proper trade?" Kaeryn asks, only to be waved away.

In solitude, Ginny pours herself another drink, thoughtfully sipping at it and staring at her jackelope, "Well 'e's not full lost an' we know where's 'e kips, so mebbe'. Can't doll up but ah k'n show ah'm not a loon. Crep up careful like, suss 'em out."

Her meal arrives, she digs in, flicking carrots at the jackelope when she comes across them.

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'''[[Archived_Logs|For 2021 and earlier, see the Archives]]'''

==2022 Logs==
===January===
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|Log
|People
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|January 1, 2022
|[[Holy Diver]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Andelena]]
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|[[Glacial Improvements]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Jinks]]
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|[[New Years Party]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Cesran]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Jinks]], [[Lyme]], [[Karelin]],<br>[[Merek]], [[Mikilos]], [[Paenitia]], [[Randolf]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Seyardu]]
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|January 2, 2022
|[[Game of Ghosts, part 2]]
|[[Aimarra]], [[Karasu]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Randolf]], [[Vaera]], [[Jinks]]
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|[[Watcher in the Stars]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
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|January 3, 2022
|[[Under Common Stressors]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ashes]], [[Zeke]], [[Rhar]]
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|[[Cold but Comfortable]]
|[[Aimarra]], [[Rhyn]]
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|[[Scars Unseen]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Paenitia]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Zeke]]
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|[[Two Ravens in a Bar]]
|[[Karasu]], [[Ravendar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seyardu]], [[Skielstregar]]
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|January 4, 2022
|[[Poolside Thoughts]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Irshya]]
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|[[Remember Me]]
|[[Verna]], [[Zeke]]
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|[[Whooooo?]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Ashes]], [[Jinks]], [[Verna]]
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|[[Monsterous Memory]]
|[[Cesran]], [[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
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|[[Still Afraid]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]]
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|January 5, 2022
|[[Crescent Moon]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Verna]], [[Auranar]]
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|[[Familiar Matters Part 3]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Shilde]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]]
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|[[Sith Around and Wait]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Jinks]], [[Rocky]], [[Seyardu]], [[Tenoc]]
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|January 6, 2022
|[[Cider and Charms]]
|[[Randolf]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Xasany]]
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|[[Seeing Stars]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Verna]], [[Cesran]]
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|January 7, 2022
|[[Infernal Interruption]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]]
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|[[Cafeteria Gossip]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seyardu]], [[Telamon]]
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|January 8, 2022
|[[Walking on Eggshells]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Aryia]], [[Jinks]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]], [[Zeke]]
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|[[Renew the Pact: Ritual Matters]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Iuitl]], [[Halani]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Jinks]], [[Stjepan]], [[Verna]], [[Seldan]], [[Zeke]], [[Merek]]
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|January 9, 2022
|[[Infernal Interruption (Part 2)]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]]
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|[[Tie me Down]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Verna]], [[Zeke]]
|-
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|[[Candles in the Rain]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Aryia]], [[Verna]]
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|[[A Charming Day by the Shore]]
|[[Mikilos]], N'tsssa, [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
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|[[Waiting on the Halls]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Paenitia]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]]
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|[[Debts pAYAble and lAYAway]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Jinks]], [[Aryia]], [[Mikilos]], [[Braelnoir]]
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|January 10, 2022
|[[Throw a Blanket over It]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Verna]], [[Jinks]], [[Acedia]]
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|[[Second Guessing Guises]]
|[[Venom]], [[Aryia]]
|-
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|[[A Sewer Shattering kaBOOOM]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]]
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|[[Vast Expectations (Part 1)]]
|[[Faranmidahn]], [[Paenitia]], [[Jinks]], [[Razen]], [[Edinaz]]
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|January 11, 2022
|[[Tea, Cakes, and... Swords?]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]]
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|[[Stars, Moon, and Compassion]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
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|
|[[The Griever: Elves Wizards and Wizard Elves (Part 14)]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Stejepan]]
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|January 12, 2022
|[[My Brother]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
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|[[Gray Halls]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Jinks]], [[Seyardu]]
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|[[Joys, Doubts, and Real Estate]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Verna]]
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|[[A Curious Courtship]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|January 13, 2022
|[[Coin Toss]]
|[[Tawyse]], [[Skielstregar]]
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|
|[[And One Goblin]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
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|[[Hospitality Repaid]]
|[[Arngrim]], Boti, [[Karasu]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
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|January 14, 2022
|[[Curious Discussions]]
|[[Karasu]], [[Randolf]], [[Seyardu]], [[Xasany]]
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|[[A Faux Pas and a Half]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Verna]], [[Auranar]], [[Seyardu]]
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|January 15, 2022
|[[Gray Halls (Part 2)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Jinks]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|January 16, 2022
|[[Boti's Big Sister]]
|Boti, [[Ravenstongue]]
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|[[Through Snow, Rain, Sleet, or Sunshine]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Yrch You Can't Scratch-Greatwood VP]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Pelka]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|January 17, 2022
|[[Seeing the Finish Line]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Jinks]]
|-
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|[[House Hunting Ahead]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[A Little Literary Visit]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Nothing Drastic]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Seyardu]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[Distant Futures]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Venom]], [[Vaera]], [[Verna]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations (Part 2)]]
|[[Edinaz]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Lysos]], [[Jinks]], [[Razen]]
|-
|January 18, 2022
|[[Diplomatic Immunity]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Randolf]], [[Seyardu]], [[Valadhiel]]
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|
|[[Deck the Halls]]
|[[Cesran]], [[Jinks]], [[Aryia]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|January 19, 2022
|[[A Marketplace Meeting]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Venom]], [[Verna]]
|-
|January 20, 2022
|[[The Illustrious Telperius Atlon]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[How Much Greatwood]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Knightmare]], [[Randolf]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|January 21, 2022
|[[Solitude and Company with a Bottle of Wine]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[What is in your Head]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Auranar]], [[Cesran]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Until The Heart Betrays]]
|Vignette - [[Seldan]]
|-
|
|[[A Veiled Journey]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Malik]], [[Seldan]], [[Stjepan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|January 22, 2022
|[[Cake for Boti]]
|Boti, [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|January 23, 2022
|[[Strange Gaze, pt1-Greatwood VP]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Shilde]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]]. [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[Taking Names]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Andelena]], [[Mikilos]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|January 24, 2022
|[[Reilly Bad Eggs-Bugged VP]]
|[[Karasu]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[What is in your Head (Part 2)]]
|[[Ayria]], [[Auranar]], [[Cesran]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Hath no Fury]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Karasu]]
|-
|
|[[Recovering]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Meet the Fisherman]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]]
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations (Part 3)]]
|[[Edinaz]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Lysos]], [[Jinks]], [[Razen]], [[Paenitia]]
|-
|January 25, 2022
|[[Base Jumping]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Better Gnomes and Living]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Jinks]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|
|[[The New Roost]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|January 26, 2022
|[[Smoke on Water]]
|[[Karasu]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]] DM: [[Aryia]]
|-
|
|[[Save the Boy]]
|[[Arngrim]], [[Aryia]], [[Randolf]], [[Seyardu]], [[Telamon]], [[Valadhiel]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Give it a Chance]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|January 27, 2022
|[[Party Hard]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Jinks]], [[Karasu]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|January 27, 2022
|[[No Cages]]
|[[Aimarra]], [[Auranar]], [[Faranth]], [[Percy]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|
|[[A Veiled Journey (Part 2)]]
|[[Malik]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Stjepan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[He Answered]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|January 28, 2022
|[[Throwing Hands]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Verna]]
|-
|January 29, 2022
|[[Insanity Defense]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|January 30, 2022
|[[The Color of a Dress]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Strange Gaze, pt2-Greatwood VP]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Shilde]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]]. [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[Alchemical Mishap]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Stopping for the Night]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[Moving Concerns]]
|[[Boti]], [[Lyme]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|January 31, 2022
|[[Not Sick, Just Searching]]
|[[Karasu]], [[Seyardu]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[It's Cozy at Aryia's Place]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Sibling Check In]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations (Part 4)]]
|[[Edinaz]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Lysos]], [[Jinks]], [[Razen]], [[Paenitia]]
|-
|}
===February===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|February 1, 2022
|[[A Family That Felt Whole]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[More than Enough]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[A Gut Feeling]]
|[[Venom]], [[Aryia]]
|-
|
|[[Only Mostly Dead]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Jinks]], [[Merek]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|February 2, 2022
|[[You Decided]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Tawyse]]
|-
|
|[[The Prophet Hotaru]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Jinks]], [[Mikilos]], [[Seyardu]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|February 3, 2022
|[[Untended Graves (Part 1)]]
|[[Karasu]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[Sun, Moon, and Earth]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Aryia]], [[Barclaiigh]]
|-
|
|[[On the Nature of Stars and Lavender]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Message in a Bottle]]
|[[Paenitia]], [[Serene]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|February 4, 2022
|[[Jumping Over the Sword (At a Later Date)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[A Veiled Journey (Part 3)]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Malik]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Stjepan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|February 5, 2022
|[[Not the Burpees]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Cesran]]
|-
|
|[[Dream On]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seyardu]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[No Strings Attached]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Rocky]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|February 6, 2022
|[[Breathless]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Crystal Caverns]]
|[[Aimarra]], [[Randolf]], [[Smuldur]]
|-
|
|[[Bad Dreams and Aspirations]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Mikilos]], [[Verna]], [[Seyardu]], [[Gadget]]
|-
|
|[[Strange Gaze, pt3-Greatwood VP]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Shilde]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[Lifeline]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|February 7, 2022
|[[Dwarfed by Insecurities]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[Through the Woods]]
|[[Aimarra]], [[Randolf]]
|-
|
|[[A Little Book Trip]]
|[[Venom]], [[Aryia]], [[Cesran]]
|-
|
|[[Unrest Easy]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[Killer Promise]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Karasu]]
|-
|
|[[Nest for Three]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[The Mermaid Illiara]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]]
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations (Part 5)]]
|[[Edinaz]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Lysos]], [[Jinks]], [[Razen]], [[Paenitia]]
|-
|February 8, 2022
|[[Name the Divine]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Sleepless in S-Ea-ttle]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Morgan]], [[Randolf]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Tapping on Eggshells]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Jinks]], [[Faranmidahn]]
|-
|February 9, 2022
|[[Midday Siesta]]
|[[Verna]], [[Aryia]]
|-
|
|[[Karen in Alexandria]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[School of Hard Knocks]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Aryia]]
|-
|
|[[Karen's Aftermath]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Auranar]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Sword in the Well]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Jinks]], [[Mikilos]], [[Seyardu]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|February 10, 2022
|[[Untended Graves (Part 2)]]
|[[Karasu]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[The Princess's Lover]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|February 11, 2022
|[[His House]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[Hot Ones]]
|[[Morgan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|February 12, 2022
|[[Elf-Help Section]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Wu]]
|-
|February 13, 2022
|[[Strange Gaze, finale-Greatwood VP]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Shilde]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[Respite from Expeditions]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[Two Daeusites Walk into a Bar]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|February 14, 2022
|[[What to Spend it On]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Andelena]], [[Seyardu]], [[Paenitia]]
|-
|
|[[The Sword and the Cistern]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], Illiria, Sirri
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations (Part 6)]]
|[[Edinaz]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Lysos]], [[Jinks]], [[Razen]], [[Paenitia]]
|-
|
|[[A Father's Concern]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|February 15, 2022
|[[The Two Dreamers in the Eyes of the Watcher]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Poolside Bar]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Imane]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|February 16, 2022
|[[Wait for the First Verse]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Redeeming Qualities]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|
|[[Bier Today, Zonked Tomorrow]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Irshya]], [[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|February 17, 2022
|[[Take a Look Around]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Murder]]
|-
|
|[[The Would-be Fiance of Cor'lana Lúpecyll]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|February 18, 2022
|[[Delayed Shipment VP]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Andelena]], [[Barclaiigh]]
|-
|
|[[Wall of Ice]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Cryosanthia]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[Home is What You Make It]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[A Veiled Journey (Part 4)]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Malik]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Stjepan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Sugar Cubes of Wisdom]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|February 19, 2022
|[[Live Steel]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Aryia]], [[Dolan]], [[Thurid]]
|-
|February 20, 2022
|[[Untended Graves (Part 3)]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[The Unforgiven]]
|[[Aya]], [[Aryia]]
|-
|
|[[Kegger-Aid]]
|[[Paenitia]], [[Randolf]]
|-
|
|[[Later Means Now, Now Means Forever]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|February 21, 2022
|[[A Merry Pub Scene]]
|[[Randolf]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Roll the Bones]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], Illiria, Sirri
|-
|
|[[An Elfragation, the arrival]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ashes]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|February 22, 2022
|[[Dinners on Discs]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations (Part 7)]]
|[[Edinaz]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Lysos]], [[Jinks]], [[Razen]], [[Paenitia]]
|-
|
|[[On a Cold Winter's Night]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Little Moon]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Venom]]
|-
|
|[[Someone is Bugging Me]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Dolan]], [[Randolf]], [[Rocky]]
|-
|February 23, 2022
|[[Grotesque Display]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Glasha]], [[Karasu]], [[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Resting Wishes]]
|[[Aya]], [[Aryia]], [[Seyardu]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|February 24, 2022
|[[Getting Our Grove On]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Tawyse]], [[Cryosanthia]]
|-
|
|[[Untended Graves (Part 4)]]
|[[Karasu]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|February 25, 2022
|[[Tragedy and Comedy]]
|[[Aya]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[Build it Up]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Soup Seduction Technique]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|February 26, 2022
|[[I'm Drue in Town]]
|[[Drue]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Buggin' Out]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Revan's Revelry]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Revan]]
|-
|
|[[An Elfragation, part 2]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Jinks]], [[Kard]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|February 27, 2022
|[[Fowl Behavior]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Drue]], [[Kard]]
|-
|February 28, 2022
|[[Morning and a Prelude]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[The Scars Inside You]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], vignette
|-
|
|[[Divine Bond]]
|[[Skielstregar]], vignette
|-
|
|[[Fistful of Posies]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Andelena]]
|-
|
|[[Kerry-Anne Wayward Daughter]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[Down the Drain]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], Sirri, Illiria
|-
|}

===March===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|March 1, 2022
|[[Witching Hour for Charming]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations, (part 8)]]
|[[Faranmidahn]], [[Paenitia]], [[Jinks]], [[Razen]], [[Edinaz]], [[Lysos]]
|-
|March 2, 2022
|[[Threads of Freedom]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Irshya]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Know When to Fold]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Out on a Limb]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Randolf]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Vaera]], [[Venom]]
|-
|March 3, 2022
|[[A Bright and Noble Soul]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[Bugs in the Pantry]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Mikilos]], [[Seyardu]], [[Telamon]], N'tssa
|-
|March 4, 2022
|[[The Lovers' Paradox]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Dreams Come True]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Kard]], [[Murder]], [[Seyardu]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[A Veiled Journey (Part 7)]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Malik]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|March 5, 2022
|[[Star Furrrows Missing Knots]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Rocky]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[Silver Solidarity]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|
|[[Kobolds: The Will of Uskvutha]]
|[[Halani]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|March 6, 2022
|[[Werewolf in Alexandria]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Dolan]], [[Magpie]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[It's Pretty Late]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Give Em the Bird]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Magpie]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Geir]]
|-
|March 7, 2022
|[[Living Daed Man]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Daechir]], [[Jinks]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|
|[[Blar: Crate Expectations]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Slixvah]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Blar-ly Made It]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Blar: Frenemy at the Gate]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Shalethiste]], [[Carver]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|March 8, 2022
|[[Fear and Love in Alexandria]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Lunar Eclipse]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Randolf]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|March 9, 2022
|[[Weaponsmith Woes]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|
|[[Late Night Practice]]
|[[Knightmare]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[The Monster in the Room]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Blar: Haber-Dasher]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Slixvah]], [[Shalethiste]]
|-
|March 10, 2022
|[[Water Under the Bridge]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[The Waning Spire, part 1]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Arahel]], [[Ashes]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|
|[[Thicker than Blood]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Denouement of the Father]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Blar: The Skull's Cups]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Bannon]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Jay]]
|-
|March 11, 2022
|[[Full of Joy]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Kard]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Steel to my Lips]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Murder]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[An Interesting Proposal]]
|[[Verna]], [[Aryia]]
|-
|
|[[A Veiled Journey (Part 8)]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Malik]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|March 12, 2022
|[[The Statistics of Jousting]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Mikilos]], [[Merek]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|March 13, 2022
|[[I Hold You]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Bear Witness]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Slixvah]], [[Bannon]]
|-
|
|[[Witch of the Mountain]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Dolan]], [[Randolf]]
|-
|March 14, 2022
|[[Kerry-Anne Wayward Daughter pt2]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[A Clean Sweep]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Venom]], [[Khepri]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations, (part 9)]]
|[[Faranmidahn]], [[Paenitia]], [[Jinks]], [[Edinaz]], [[Lysos]]
|-
|
|[[If Stupid Was a Crime]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|March 15, 2022
|[[Bear Necessities]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Carver]], [[Knightmare]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Stargazing by the Shore]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Slixvah]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|March 16, 2022
|[[Bird Bath]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[Same Day Air]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Obligatory Fanservice Episode]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[A Poultry Sum]]
|[[Lyme]], [[Robert]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|March 17, 2022
|[[A normal day in Goblintown]]
|[[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Lauriel]], [[Munch]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Critter Control]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Drue]], [[Robert]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|March 18, 2022
|[[From Hive to Honey]]
|[[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Andelena]]
|-
|
|[[Cor'lana's Nicest Birthday]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[A Veiled Journey (Part 9)]]
|[[Acedia]], [[Malik]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Stjepan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|March 19, 2022
|[[Saint Punchin's day]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Carver]], [[Lauriel]], [[Zofija]], [[Jay]]
|-
|
|[[Take You Away]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Carver]], [[Dolan]], [[Lauriel]]
|-
|
|[[Gonna Be Alright]]
|[[Aya]], [[Daechir]]
|-
|March 20, 2022
|[[Images and Words]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[The Arrival of Spring (And All That It Brings)]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Clean Up Crew]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Dolan]], [[Kard]], [[Munch]], [[Robert]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[For Want of a Boat]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Ruby and Silver]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|March 21, 2022
|[[Kerry-Anne Wayward Daughter pt3]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[Library Chatter]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Venom]]
|-
|
|[[Family and High Powered Chairs]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Imane]], [[Robert]]
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations, (part 10)]]
|[[Faranmidahn]], [[Paenitia]], [[Jinks]], [[Edinaz]], [[Lysos]]
|-
|March 22, 2022
|[[Chilli Chips and Chippen]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Carver]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[The Cheerful Corvid]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|March 23, 2022
|[[It's in the Book]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Gone Away]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Carver]], [[Dolan]], [[Kard]], [[Telamon]], [[Randolf]], [[Verna]]
|-
|March 24, 2022
|[[Obligatory Fanservice Episode 2: Electric Boogaloo]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Happy Birthday Sis]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Katrine]]
|-
|March 25, 2022
|[[Pothy's Identical Twin]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Jinks]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Totem of Hunger]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Dolan]], [[Kard]], [[Percy]]
|-
|
|[[Confusing Engagements]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|March 26, 2022
|[[A Fitting Beginning]]
|[[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Lauriel]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|March 27, 2022
|[[A Sorcerous Summit]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Before you Go]]
|[[Aya]], [[Daechir]]
|-
|
|[[Goldbell's Clap, part 1]]
|[[Jay]], [[Khepri]], [[Shilde]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|March 28, 2022
|[[Goldbell's Clap, part 2 *Bugged VP*]]
|[[Jay]], [[Khepri]], [[Shilde]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Up the Water Spout]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], Sirri, Illiria
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations, (part 11)]]
|[[Paenitia]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Jinks]], [[Lysos]], [[Edinaz]]
|-
|
|[[You Need a Bath]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|March 29, 2022
|[[Late Night Gossip]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Irshya]], [[Robert]]
|-
|
|[[Two of Them]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Bunch of Tryshards, a]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Dolan]], [[Shilde]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|March 30, 2022
|[[Things That Go Screech in the Night]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[C Stands for Courage]]
|[[Robert]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Jay]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|
|[[Lingering Wounds]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Morgan]], [[Merek]], [[Braelnoir]]
|-
|March 31, 2022
|[[Tower Offense]]
|[[Kard]], [[Robert]], [[Rocky]], [[Taran]], [[Zofija]], [[Serene]]
|-
|
|[[The Dreaming Triad]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|}

===April===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|April 1, 2022
|[[A Veiled Journey (Part 10)]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Acedia]], [[Malik]], [[Stjepan]] '''DM''': Whirlpool
|-
|
|[[A Shock and a Chat on Coyote's Laugh]]
|[[Choler]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seyardu]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 2, 2022
|[[Love and Hangovers]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Taran]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[In the Wake of Laughter]]
|[[Jay]], [[Lauriel]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|April 3, 2022
|[[Clockwerk Connundrum]]
|[[Lysos]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Randolf]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 4, 2022
|[[United for Justice and Bacon]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Dolan]], [[Andelena]]
|-
|
|[[Stable Animals]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Release the Pumas!]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], Sirri, Illiria
|-
|
|[[Vast Expectations, (part 12) Finale]]
|[[Paenitia]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Jinks]], [[Lysos]], [[Edinaz]]
|-
|
|[[Staggering Home]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 5, 2022
|[[Cider in the Rain]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Jay]]
|-
|
|[[Five Dates and a Proposal]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 6, 2022
|[[Hair of the Duck]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Vasilly]], [[Taran]], [[Magpie]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Crius]], [[Jay]]
|-
|
|[[Half-Sil in Revue]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Robert]], [[Slixvah]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 7, 2022
|[[The Grandeur of Sorcery]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Joy False And True]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Malik]], [[Zeke]], [[Serene]]
|-
|April 8, 2022
|[[Blue Moon]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Dolan]], [[Taran]], [[Telamon]], [[Lysos]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[A Veiled Journey (Part 11)]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Zeke]], [[Malik]], [[Stjepan]] '''DM''': Whirlpool
|-
|
|[[It's Raining, It's Pouring]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 9, 2022
|[[Goldbell's Echo]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Jay]], [[Zofija]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|April 10, 2022
|[[The Lady's Cloak]]
|[[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Zofija]], [[Slixvah]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|
|[[Burgles in the Night]]
|[[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Zofija]], [[Nemori]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|April 11, 2022
|[[Drink, Drink, Drink]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Crius]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[A Fine Fey Evening]]
|[[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Zofija]], [[Slixvah]], [[Telamon]], Fionnuala
|-
|
|[[Totem of Cunning]]
|[[Crius]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Shilde]], [[Smuldur]], [[Taran]]
|-
|April 12, 2022
|[[Con-spicuous Consumption]]
|[[Lysos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Rocky]], [[Silmeria]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 13, 2022
|[[Something New and Wonderful]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 14, 2022
|[[Two and a Half Elves]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Mikilos]], [[Redleaf]]
|-
|
|[[A Few Fowl Questions]]
|[[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[A Vardaman Easter Egg]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Little Bird Feeder]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[No Chemistry]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 15, 2022
|[[Reflections of Violet]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Blue Moon (Part 2)]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Taran]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]], [[Wu]]
|-
|April 16, 2022
|[[Go On, My Love]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 17, 2022
|[[The Gods' Hands]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Telamon]], Balderdan
|-
|
|[[Mul'niessa Secret of Heels]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[A Happy Hatching Day]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Lysos]], [[Seyardu]], [[Jinks]], [[Tenoc]]
|-
|April 18, 2022
|[[An Ominous Message]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Slixvah]], [[Khepri]], [[Robert]], [[Jay]]
|-
|
|[[Resurrectionist Escort]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Shilde]], [[Robert]]
|-
|
|[[Fey Nightmares]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[A Pact Refused]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 19, 2022
|[[Strange Lands]]
|[[Aavhash]], [[Arash]], [[Geir]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[An Ominous Journey]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Khepri]], [[Robert]], [[Jay]]
|-
|April 20, 2022
|[[Silver for an Answer]]
|[[Aavhash]], [[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Telemon]]
|-
|
|[[A Silver for your Thoughts]]
|[[Elyanna]], [[Dirk]], [[Zofija]], [[Ashes]], [[Taran]]
|-
|April 21, 2022
|[[No Undue Risks]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Mikilos]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Dirtier than Expected]]
|[[Magpie]], [[Shilde]], [[Dirk]], [[Khepri]], [[Zofija]], [[Robert]]
|-
|
|[[What is Owed?]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Slixvah]], [[Jay]]
|-
|April 22, 2022
|[[The Balance]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Daechir]]
|-
|
|[[Trap! Holding for Hostages]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Halani]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Good to Be Home]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 23, 2022
|[[Wild Turkeys]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Slixvah]], [[Aavhash]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Halani]], [[Ashes]]
|-
|
|[[Staff Holiday]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Robert]]
|-
|April 24, 2022
|[[I Held Out Hope]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Aya for an Aya]]
|[[Aavhash]], [[Aya]], [[Halani]], [[Jinks]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|
|[[As Luck Would Have It]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|April 25, 2022
|[[Trap! Holding for Hostages (Part 2)]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Halani]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Resurrectionist Escort Part 2]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Shilde]], [[Robert]], [[Aavhash]]
|-
|
|[[The Atlon Cousin]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Alley Oops]]
|[[Jay]], [[Slixvah]], [[Nemori]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Arreth, the Last Sunrise]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], Sirri, Illiria
|-
|April 26, 2022
|[[Trap! Holding for Hostages (Part 3)]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Halani]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[For the Ones We Love]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[A Little Break for a Quartet]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seyardu]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|April 27, 2022
|[[One More To the Rescue]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Auranar]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Found at Last]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Auranar]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Halani]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[The One That Got Away]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Nailing it Down]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Slixvah]], [[Jay]]
|-
|April 28, 2022
|[[Beetle Juice]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|
|[[An Ocean of Tranquility]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Robert]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|April 29, 2022
|[[Home is Where the Dreams are]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Halani]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|April 30, 2022
|[[Unexpected Company]]
|[[Aya]], [[Daechir]]
|-
|
|[[The Exploration Begins]]
|[[Alys]], [[Kolden]]
|-
|
|[[Finite Space]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Verna]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|}
===May===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|May 1, 2022
|[[Blood on His Feathers]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[In Need of a Cure]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[The Price of Dance]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Junk in the Trunk]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Thurid]], [[Paenitia]], [[Lysos]], DM: [[Robert]]
|-
|
|[[Cooling the Forge]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Zofija]], [[Toha]]
|-
|May 2, 2022
|[[A Were-y Warning]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Halani]]
|-
|
|[[Resurrectionist Escort Part 3]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Shilde]], [[Robert]], [[Aavhash]]
|-
|
|[[With Jealousy, Part 1]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Seyardu]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[The Ending of the Iron King]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], Sirri, Illiria
|-
|May 3, 2022
|[[Home With You]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|May 4, 2022
|[[With Jealousy, Part 2]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Seyardu]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|May 5, 2022
|[[Return to Form]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|May 6, 2022
|[[Testing the Waters]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Booming Business]]
|[[Jay]], [[Nemori]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Ravendar]]
|-
|May 7, 2022
|[[Induction]]
|[[Dolan]], Balderdan
|-
|
|[[Shots and Ladders]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Jay]], [[Robert]]
|-
|May 8, 2022
|[[Caravan Contingent, Part 1]]
|[[Aimarra]], [[Lysos]], [[Murder]], [[Paenitia]], [[Barclaiigh]], DM: Subduction
|-
|
|[[Dinner and More than Dessert]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[In a and/or Considering Pickle(s)]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Irshya]], [[Shilde]]
|-
|May 9, 2022
|[[Resurrectionist Escort Part 4]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Shilde]], [[Robert]], [[Aavhash]]
|-
|
|[[With Jealousy, Part 3]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seyardu]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[The Way Home is Through]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], Sirri, Illiria, Alvin
|-
|
|[[Nailing Down an Order]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Venom]]
|-
|May 10, 2022
|[[Meet me at the Table]]
|[[Aavhash]], [[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Kobolds in the Hot Springs]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Shilde]], [[Merek]], [[Pasithea]], [[Dirk]]
|-
|May 11, 2022
|[[Cloudwatching]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Night Time Woes]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Alone Together]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|May 12, 2022
|[[Look Who's Cooking Now]]
|[[Aya]], [[Daechir]]
|-
|
|[[Drink Till it Hurts]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Aragos]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Mikilos]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Packing Bags and Asking Questions]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|May 13, 2022
|[[A Leaf]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]], [[Seyardu]], [[Halani]]
|-
|
|[[Smoke and Vapors]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dirk]], [[Leetle]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[The Abandoned Monestary]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Shilde]], [[Slixvah]], DM [[Telamon]]
|-
|May 14, 2022
|[[Counting Sheep]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Auranar]], [[Dirk]], [[Shilde]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|May 15, 2022
|[[Anger and Madness]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[A New Chapter]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Kobolds: The Lying Table]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Seyardu]], [[Tawyse]], [[Halani]]
|-
|
|[[Warding the Roost]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|May 16, 2022
|[[A Legal Letter Opener]]
|[[Robert]], [[Nemori]], [[Jay]], [[Eztli]],[[Leetle]]
|-
|
|[[Alvin and Ella, Reunited]]
|[[Delilah]], [[Donna]], [[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], Sirri, Illiria, Alvin, Ella, Norrington
|-
|
|[[Resurrectionist Escort Part 5]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Shilde]], [[Robert]], [[Aavhash]]
|-
|
|[[A Darkened Mind]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Fear and Drinking in Alexandria]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Halani]], [[Munch]]
|-
|
|[[Requesting Backup]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Venom]]
|-
|May 17, 2022
|[[Kobolds: Take the Town]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Vaera]], [[Venom]]
|-
|
|[[Quickly to Quelynos]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|May 18, 2022
|[[Drunk at Midnight]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Mildly Misplaced Makari]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Shilde]]
|-
|May 19, 2022
|[[Pretty Things]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Kobolds: Storm the Sandcastle]]
|[[Halani]], [[Jinks]], [[Munch]]
|-
|May 20, 2022
|[[Temple District Talk]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Dolan]], [[Eztil]], [[Khepri]], [[Un'eth]]
|-
|May 22, 2022
|[[99 Problems (But Llyranost Isn't One)]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Verna]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Dirk]]
|-
|
|[[An Awkward Reunion]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Mikilos]], [[Aya]], [[Aryia]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Explain Your Smallness]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|May 23, 2022
|[[The First Call]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Resurrectionist Escort Part 6]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Shilde]]
|-
|
|[[Add Victory (um...)]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Culix]], [[Shilde]]
|
|-
|May 24, 2022
|[[Quickly to Quelynos (Part 2)]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[No Wight Place]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Un'eth]]
|-
|
|[[Heth-alumps and Woo-zles]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Shilde]]
|-
|May 25, 2022
|[[Lower Market Meetup]]
|[[Daechir]], [[Gramarye]], [[Hithaeron]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[That Lifting Feeling]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Another Apprentice at the Forge]]
|[[Etzli]], [[Gramarye]], [[Leetle]], [[Robert]]
|-
|May 26, 2022
|[[Say Nevermore]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Hithaeron]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Rocky]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|May 27, 2022
|[[Don't Fear the Wolf]]
|[[Aya]], [[Halani]], [[Munch]]
|-
|
|[[The Hunter And the Hunted]]
|[[Seldan]], DM: Whirlpool
|-
|May 28, 2022
|[[Demon Werewolf Jamboree]]
|[[Aya]], [[Dirk]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]]
|-
|
|[[Jamboree Aftermath]]
|[[Aya]], [[Dirk]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|May 29, 2022
|[[Heth Wights for No One]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Dolan]], [[Andelena]], [[Robert]], [[Shilde]]
|-
|May 30, 2022
|[[Heth Hath No Flurries]]
|[[Zofija]], [[Jay]], [[Slixvah]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[Wraith for It]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Home and Friends]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Percy]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Wight Into The Cups]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Mikilos]], [[Robert]], [[Shilde]]
|-
|May 31, 2022
|[[Quickly to Quelynos (Part 3)]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Lysos]], [[Verna]]
|-
|}
===June===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|June 01, 2022
|[[Where You Are]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Lysos]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Token of Power]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Slixvah]], [[Robert]], [[Eztli]], [[Jay]]
|-
|
|[[Feytouched and Fey Friends]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Watcher's Vigil]]
|[[Telamon]], vignette
|-
|June 02, 2022
|[[Evacuate This Part 1]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Eztli]], [[Gramarye]], [[Magpie]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]]
|-
|June 03, 2022
|[[Night Like This]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|June 04, 2022
|[[Minions of Evil]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Gurtrud]], [[Nemori]], [[Sjach]] DM [[Dirk]]
|-
|
|[[It's Hot]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Totem of Instinct]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Eztil]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|
|[[Mistakes are Inevitable]]
|[[Daechir]], [[Lyme]], [[Shilde]], [[Stena]]
|-
|June 05, 2022
|[[Internal Journeys]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Stjepan]]
|-
|
|[[For Want of a Mourner]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Silmeria]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Roofside Chat]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]]
|-
|
|[[Wight Hole Wrong Wish]]
|[[Rocky]], [[Shilde]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], DM: [[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[A Worthwhile Place]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 06, 2022
|[[Advice for the Giving]]
|[[Aya]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Jail Talk]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]]
|-
|
|[[Messengers with Pie]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 07, 2022
|[[Been Dreaming]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Lysos]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 08, 2022
|[[Malefic]]
|[[Skielstregar]], vignette
|-
|
|[[Wolfsbane]]
|[[Silmeria]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Visitor with Wine]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Crawled Out of a Hole]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Barclaiigh]]
|-
|
|[[Obligatory Fanservice Episode 3: Return of the Fey]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 09, 2022
|[[Death's War]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Silmeria]]
|-
|
|[[Anatomy of a Fiend]]
|[[Aya]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|
|[[Evacuate This Part 2]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Eztli]], [[Gramarye]], [[Magpie]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Jay]]
|-
|
|[[A Matter of Faith]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 10, 2022
|[[Begrudging Aid]]
|[[Aya]], [[Aryia]]
|-
|
|[[Wight Club]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Dirk]], [[Nemori]], [[Sora]]
|-
|
|[[What Dark Breaks]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Silmeria]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Horns Are Not For Gnawing]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Murder]]
|-
|
|[[The Griever's Next Move]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Seldan]], [[Halani]], [[Zeke]], [[Jinks]], [[Stjepan]]
|-
|June 11, 2022
|[[My Strength]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Sandwiches and Sunlight]]
|[[Aya]], [[Aryia]], [[Seldan]], [[Seyardu]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Fish Scales]]
|[[Murder]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[You Have to Save her]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Jinks]], [[Halani]], [[Aya]], [[Merek]]
|-
|
|[[Late Night for a Late Bite]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Eztli]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Verna]]
|-
|June 12, 2022
|[[Dance of the Dragoon]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|
|[[Hot Words on a Hot Day]]
|[[Aya]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[En guarde!]]
|[[Jay]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]]
|-
|June 13, 2022
|[[Scones, Clothes, and Betrothed]]
|[[Verna]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Aryia]], [[Auranar]]
|-
|
|[[Dinner Out]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Daniel]], [[Lysos]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[The Wounds Left Behind]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Prepare to Bargain]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Aya]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|June 14, 2022
|[[Research!]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Eztli]], [[Lysos]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Puppy Therapy]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Wight Investigation, part 1]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Shilde]], [[Paenitia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|June 15, 2022
|[[The Places Between]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Halani]], [[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Bird, Bird, and Bot]]
|[[Gramarye]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|June 16, 2022
|[[Interview with a Werewolf]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Silmeria]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[A Pie Returned in Kind]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[On Artifice Armor Appearances]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[Mistakes Happened]]
|[[Elyanna]], [[Gramarye]], [[Jay]], [[Shilde]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|June 17, 2022
|[[Up to Measure]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Time to Retire]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Khepri]], [[Nemori]], [[Smuldur]]
|-
|
|[[Accidental Admittance]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Verna]]
|-
|June 19, 2022
|[[Be A Wight In The Darkness]]
|[[Carver]], [[Dalton]], [[Eztli]], [[Kyria]], [[Nemori]], [[Sora]]
|-
|
|[[Weddings, Warnings, Temples, and Tea]]
|[[Silmeria]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Lizards, Lunch, and Liars]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[Suspect Donations]]
|[[Khepri]], [[Sora]], [[Rocky]], [[Gramarye]], [[Knightmare]], [[Jay]]
|-
|
|[[Part of the Family]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 20, 2022
|[[Paladin on the Old Road]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Serene]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Catch and Release]]
|[[Andelena]] [[Slixvah]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[More than meets the Eye]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Auranar]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Menagerie]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Eztli]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Shilde]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 21, 2022
|[[Best Friends Forever]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Bring me a Dream]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Ssun's Out, Sscales Out]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Un'eth]]
|-
|
|[[Wight Investigation, part 2]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Shilde]], [[Paenitia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|June 22, 2022
|[[All I Want]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[The Places Between (Part 2)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aya]], [[Halani]], [[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|June 23, 2022
|[[Evacuate This, part 3]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Eztli]], [[Gramarye]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Jay]]
|-
|June 24, 2022
|[[Something Smells....]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Khepri]], [[Nemori]], [[Sora]]
|-
|
|[[Wight in the Feels]]
|[[Paenitia]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Lysos]], [[MAC-B1G]]
|-
|
|[[Seelie or Unseelie]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Can't Run Anymore]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|June 25, 2022
|[[Way of the Sword]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|June 26, 2022
|[[Sweet Summer Solstice]]
|[[Carver]], [[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Inevitable Sewer Adventure]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Dirk]], [[Jay]], [[Jozi]], [[Nemori]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|June 27, 2022
|[[Glass Half Full]]
|[[Aragos]], [[Daniel]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Devil of Sanguine Fen]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Sora]], [[Smuldur]]
|-
|
|[[The Inevitable Follow-up]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Eztli]], [[Robert]], [[Jay]], [[Jozi]]
|-
|
|[[Symbol of Memory]]
|[[Gramarye]], [[Khepri]]
|-
|June 28, 2022
|[[Art in Temple Square]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Silmeria]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Wight Investigation, part 3]]
|[[Barclaiigh]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|
|[[Deliverance]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|June 29, 2022
|[[Clearing the Scales]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|June 30, 2022
|[[Evacuate This, part 4]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Eztli]], [[Gramarye]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Jay]]
|-
|}
===July===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|July 01, 2022
|[[A Half-Year Anniversary]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 02, 2022
|[[Merely Offering Greetings]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Seldan]], [[Verna]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Bird in the Hand]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|
|[[Look Who's Back]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Imane]], [[Mikilos]], [[Seldan]], [[Serene]]
|-
|
|[[Git, Good]]
|[[Lysos]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|July 03, 2022
|[[My Cabin in the Woods]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Divided by a Common Language]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Khepri]], [[Nemori]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[A Promise of Unending Beauty]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Verna]]
|-
|July 04, 2022
|[[(not so) Veiled Venom]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Nemori]], [[Venom]]
|-
|
|[[Market Shenanigans]]
|[[Carver]], [[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Verna]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[The Laughing Thief]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 05, 2022
|[[Wight Investigation, part 4]]
|[[Paenitia]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|
|[[Praying to Protocol]]
|[[Gramarye]], [[Khepri]]
|-
|July 06, 2022
|[[Students & Teachers]]
|[[Verna]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 07, 2022
|[[Evacuate This, part 5]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Eztli]], [[Gramarye]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Jay]]
|-
|July 08, 2022
|[[the Way We Were Waylaid, Wayward]]
|[[Braith]], [[Carver]], [[Dirk]], [[Jay]], [[Nemori]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Give Me The News]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|July 09, 2022
|[[It's always some Thing]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Shilde]]
|-
|July 10, 2022
|[[The Real eState of Things]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Khepri]], [[Nemori]], [[Slixvah]], [[Jay]]
|-
|July 11, 2022
|[[Running of the Wolves]]
|[[Carver]], [[Daniel]], [[Dirk]], [[Irshya]], [[Khepri]], [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[But First, Dinner]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Lasabeth's Lice, pt1]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Nemori]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|July 12, 2022
|[[Wrestling With Choices]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dirk]], [[Percy]]
|-
|
|[[Get Well Soon?]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[Wight Investigation, part 5]]
|[[Paenitia]], [[Barclaiigh]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|July 13, 2022
|[[The Hurdy-Gurdy Demonstration]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Capture the Totem]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Lysos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Sherine]], [[Sora]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[In the Library with the Crimson Pen]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Sabina]]
|-
|July 14, 2022
|[[Statuesque]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|
|[[Lasabeth's Lice pt2]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Nemori]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Pothy's Home]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Evacuate This, part 6]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Gramarye]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Jay]]
|-
|July 15, 2022
|[[A Mountain Stroll]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]], [[Verna]], [[Robert]]
|-
|
|[[Two Truths and a Lie]]
|[[Irshya]], [[Patch]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[the Way We Were Waylaid, Wayward, p2]]
|[[Carver]], [[Dirk]], [[Jay]], [[Nemori]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Dancin' Dragoon]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|July 16, 2022
|[[Tuned Up for What]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]], [[Mikilos]], [[Robert]]
|-
|
|[[Corkscrew and Wine]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Mikilos]], [[Patch]], [[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[Acceptance]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|
|[[Late Night at the Cheerful Corvid]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Eztli]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|July 17, 2022
|[[Heal Thyself]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Jay]], [[Khepri]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Dirk]]
|-
|
|[[The New Redeemer in Town]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaughn]]
|-
|
|[[The Wight Album]]
|[[Dalton]], [[Jay]], [[Kyria]], [[Patch]], [[Sherine]], [[Vaughn]]
|-
|
|[[Drink Between Friends]]
|[[Nemori]], [[Slixvah]], [[Eztli]], [[Jay]], [[Robert]]
|-
|July 18, 2022
|[[An Armed Collision]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Running with the Wolves (Part 2)]]
|[[Daniel]], [[Dirk]], [[Khepri]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[The Weight of Wights]]
|[[Karasu]], [[Magpie]], [[Niara]], [[Vaughn]]
|-
|July 19, 2022
|[[On Matters of Thievery]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Telamon]], Balderdan
|-
|
|[[Lucht Runs Out]]
|[[Brianna]], [[Eztli]], [[Jay]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[It's Fair to Be Were-y]]
|[[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Vaughn]]
|-
|July 20, 2022
|[[Luck of the Bird]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Slixvah]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 21, 2022
|[[Turn over the Totem]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Telamon]], Balderdan
|-
|
|[[Organizing Thoughts]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Patch]], [[Mikilos]], [[Venom]]
|-
|
|[[Excavate This!]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Nemori]], [[Jay]], [[Eztli]], [[Dirk]], DM: [[Robert]]
|-
|July 22, 2022
|[[Ribbon Exchange]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[The Way We Were Wayward Waylaid, Part 3]]
| [[Gramarye]], [[Jay]], [[Nemori]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[The Snack Platter]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Sora]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 23, 2022
|[[Book Smart]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Khepri]], [[Patch]], [[Vaughn]]
|-
|July 24, 2022
|[[Play Pretend]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|
|[[The Wight Album, part 2]]
|[[Dalton]], [[Jay]], [[Kyria]], [[Patch]], [[Sherine]]
|-
|
|[[To Grandfather's House We Go]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|July 25, 2022
|[[Let It Rest Already!]]
|[[Paenitia]], [[Faranmidahn]], [[Lysos]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|July 26, 2022
|[[Strongestestest Warrior]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Robert]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|
|[[Silk and Steel]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 27, 2022
|[[Drinking Buddy]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Leetle]]
|-
|
|[[Face//Off]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Shilde]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|July 28, 2022
|[[Evacuate This, part 7]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Gramarye]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]], [[Jay]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|July 29, 2022
|[[Doling Out Plans]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|
|[[Cookies at the Cheerful Corvid]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Stjepan]]
|-
|July 30, 2022
|[[The Way We Were Wayward Waylaid, Part 4]]
|[[Jay]], [[Nemori]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Stand With You]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|
|[[Pulling at Knots]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]]
|-
|July 31, 2022
|[[Amily in the Wight]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Dirk]], [[Khepri]], [[Eztli]], [[Jay]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[Campfire Conversation]]
|[[Seldan]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|}

===August===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|August 01, 2022
|[[Wight Worms (Group 2)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aurala]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Halani]], [[Silmeria]], [[Stjepan]]
|-
|
|[[Oruch-ouch-um]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Andelena]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[The Vintner's Offer]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 02, 2022
|[[A Deal is a Deal]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Face//Off, Part 2]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Shilde]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Hymn and Haw]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]]
|-
|August 03, 2022
|[[Stolen! Totem at the Temple]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Kard]], [[Lysos]], [[Patch]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]], [[Zyla]]
|-
|
|[[Flight Regulations]]
|[[Jay]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Rush Order]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|
|[[Cleaning and Mending]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|August 04, 2022
|[[Zalgi-man or Puppet]]
|[[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 05, 2022
|[[Warehouse Gossip]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Slixvah]], [[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Irshya]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|
|[[Cleanup Crew]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Braith]], [[Patch]], [[Finn]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Cleanup Checkup]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]]
|-
|August 07, 2022
|[[Teatime Talk]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Noble Intentions]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Zyla]], [[Paenitia]], [[Shilde]] DM: [[Eztli]]
|-
|August 08, 2022
|[[The Write Stuff]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[The Bird at the Cheerful Corvid (It's Not Pothy)]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[The Stars Only for Her]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Wight Worms (Group 2 Part 2)]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Aurala]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Halani]], [[Silmeria]], [[Stjepan]]
|-
|August 09, 2022
|[[Fish Thief]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Magpie]], [[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Slixvah]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 10, 2022
|[[Reading into things]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Eztli]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Safe and Sound]]
|[[Venom]], [[Aryia]]
|-
|
|[[Soggy Salutations]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Patch]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Cryosanthia]]
|-
|
|[[The Mercenary (Love) Life]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Stjepan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 11, 2022
|[[Out of Step]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Unwanted Duty]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Wolf in Sheep's Clothing]]
|[[Halani]], [[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[A Noble Tongue]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaughn]]
|-
|August 12, 2022
|[[Portside Distractions]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Gramarye]], DM: [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|August 13, 2022
|[[Court of Teeth]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Culix]], [[Etzli]], [[Slixvah]], DM: [[Yaretzi]]
|-
|
|[[Black-eyed Peas]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Rocky]], [[Verna]], [[Yaretzi]], [[Zyla]]
|-
|August 14, 2022
|[[Spirits and Wine]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[How to Bait a Wolf]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Seldan]]
|-
|
|[[Noble Intentions Part 2]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Zyla]], [[Paenitia]], [[Shilde]] DM: [[Eztli]]
|-
|
|[[Library Days]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[Tooth Fairy Headache]]
|[[Culix]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Sable]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 15, 2022
|[[An Imp-Sized Migraine]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|August 16, 2022
|[[If You Give a Faerie Dragon a Mountain Oyster]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 17, 2022
|[[Brunch and Spice]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|
|[[Outer Tribes]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Yaretzi]]
|-
|August 18, 2022
|[[For Want of Armor]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|
|[[SYWTBAH]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Slixvah]] DM: [[Williwaw]]
|-
|
|[[Fey-ke Dragon in the Gardens]]
|[[Mikilos]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], [[Verna]]
|-
|August 19, 2022
|[[Lady and the Bard]]
|[[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[Artisanal Linguistics]]
|[[Alaryn]], [[Telamon]], [[Slixvah]], [[Patch]]
|-
|August 20, 2022
|[[Glass Dragon]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Eztli]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|August 21, 2022
|[[Kobolds: Kill the Witch Queen]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Seyardu]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Selia]], [[Jinks]] DMs: [[Cryosanthia]], [[Williwaw]]
|-
|
|[[Rainy Eliday Morning]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 22, 2022
|[[Like Dominos]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Patch]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[SYWTBAH Part 2]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Jay]], [[Robert]], [[Slixvah]] DM: [[Williwaw]]
|-
|
|[[Scrolling for Insight]]
|[[Elyanna]], [[Patch]], [[Zofija]], [[Alaryn]] DM: [[Whirlpool]]
|-
|August 23, 2022
|[[Rain on your Parade]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[Devilish Research]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|
|[[A Drink and a Song]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]], [[Ravendar]]
|-
|August 24, 2022
|[[Hash It out Over Breakfast]]
|[[Yaretzi]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Alaryn]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[A Visit Over Tea]]
|[[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|August 25, 2022
|[[Questions for Ryon]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|August 27, 2022
|[[A Cure for a Multitude of Ills]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|August 28, 2022
|[[Heart Of The Cards]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|-
|August 29, 2022
|[[Koming Klean over Kvass]]
|[[Elyanna]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-

|August 30, 2022
|[[Birds and Wedding Bells]]
|[[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[The Date is Set]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[What Big Eyes You Have]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|
|[[Esoterica Petitio]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]]
|-
|August 31, 2022
|[[Bready to Dance]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Nessa]]
|-
|}

===September===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|September 1, 2022
|[[Reading Rainbow]]
|[[Eztli]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Purpose of Strength]]
|[[Yaretzi]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|September 2, 2022
|[[Rainbows and Shadows]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Crik]], [[Culix]]
|-
|
|[[The Necessity of Bathing]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Jinks]], [[Braelnoir]], [[Seyardu]]
|-
|September 4, 2022
|[[MEETUP: Fortune's Favor]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Merek]], [[Crik]], [[Jay]], [[Culix]], [[Mikilos]], DM: [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[The Sunguard and Her Cats]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|September 5, 2022
|[[Wayfarer's Breakfast]]
|[[Patch]], [[Seldan]], [[Eztli]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Wight Worms (Group 1)]]
|[[Cesran]], [[Serene]], [[Seldan]], [[Seyardu]], [[Un'eth]], [[Zeke]]
|-
|
|[[Malice of Infinity]]
|[[Auranar]], [[Dolan]], [[Magpie]]
|-
|
|[[Trinkets and Baubles]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Yaretzi]]
|-
|
|[[Wayfarer's Breakfast Part 2]]
|[[Patch]], [[Seldan]], [[Eztli]], [[Slixvah]], [[Dirk]], [[Ravendar]]
|-
|
|[[Prisoners of Gravitas]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Elyanna]], [[Mikilos]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[Save the Queen]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Andelena]], [[Carver]], [[Culix]], [[Ravendar]], GM: [[Dirk]]
|-
|
|[[The Poetry Slam Winner]]
|[[Carver]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|September 6, 2022
|[[Bar Tender]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Irshya]]
|-
|
|[[Git Help]]
|[[Jay]], DM: [[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[Rushing To The Altar]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 7, 2022
|[[Stormy Tea Time]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Jay]], [[Mikilos]], [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[Wand-ering Thoughts]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[A Wight Celebration]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Carver]], [[Cesran]], [[Dirk]], [[Lyme]], [[Mikilos]], [[Molly]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seyardu]], [[Silmeria]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 8, 2022
|[[Devil in the Basement]]
|[[Alaryn]], [[Andelena]], [[Dirk]], [[Dolan]], [[Khepri]]
|-
|
|[[Looking for a Spot]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Yaretzi]]
|-
|
|[[Meetup: Welcome to Ashvale]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Jinks]], [[Zofija]], [[Molly]]
|-
|September 11, 2022
|[[The Lady's Escort]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Eztli]], [[Rocky]], [[Telamon]], [[Thurid]]; GM: [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[The Seed of Evil]]
|[[Telamon]], Karan'taara (NPC); GM: [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|September 12, 2022
|[[The Freak Shoe]]
|[[Jay]], [[Jozi]]
|-
|September 13, 2022
|[[A Small Joke]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Eztli]]
|-
|
|[[Half-Elf Homecoming]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 14, 2022
|[[Conflict of Philosophy]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[The Raven Truce]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Kaj]]
|-
|September 15, 2022
|[[A Bird in Hand]]
|[[Cryosanthia]]
|-
|
|[[Portside Blues]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Eztli]], [[Jay]], DM: [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[A Gnoment in Time, Part 1]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Lyme]], [[Paenitia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Zyla]]
|-
|
|[[Ruminations on a Monster]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 16, 2022
|[[Allergic Inflection]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[irshya]], [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[Return to Chandor's Crossing]]
|[[Dolan]], [[Dirk]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], GM: [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 18, 2022
|[[The Cat's Meow]]
|[[Carver]], [[Crik]], [[Crius]], [[Sable]], GM: [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|
|[[The Face Of A Friend]]
|[[Gramarye]], [[Khepri]]
|-
|September 19, 2022
|[[Rain Check]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Murder]]
|-
|
|[[Night Shift]]
|[[Irshya]], [[Slixvah]], [[Dirk]], [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[The Midnight Unkindness]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 21, 2022
|[[Final F-ant-asy: Lion Edition]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Chemas]], [[Eztli]], [[Lysa]], [[Magpie]], [[Slixvah]], DM: [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[Morning Shift]]
|[[Irshya]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|
|[[Heady the Sea, part 1]]
|[[Jay]], [[Jozi]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|September 22, 2022
|[[Portside Blues Part 2]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Eztli]], [[Jay]], DM: [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Welcome to Ashenvale, part 2]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Jinks]], [[Zofija]], [[Jozi]]
|-
|
|[[A Gnoment in Time, Part 2]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Lyme]], [[Paenitia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Zyla]]
|-
|September 23, 2022
|[[Boxy Rain Dance]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Aelwyn]]
|-
|
|[[Write in the Eels]]
|[[Jay]], [[Slixvah]], [[Nemori]], [[Robert]]
|-
|
|[[Council Inquest]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Merek]], [[Patch]], [[Seyardu]], [[Stjepan]], [[Cesran]], [[Seldan]], [[Malik]]
|-
|
|[[Hounds of Hell]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Sora]], [[Telamon]]; GM: [[Dirk]]
|-
|
|[[Time Enough]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 25, 2022
|[[Kobolds: Kill the Witch-Queen, finale]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Seyardu]], [[Jinks]], [[Selia]], [[Braelnoir]] DMs: [[Cryosanthia]], [[Williwaw]]
|-
|
|[[Busting Pyramids]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Dolan]]
|-
|September 26, 2022
|[[Heady the Sea, Part 2]]
|[[Jay]], [[Jozi]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|September 27, 2022
|[[It Came From Beyond!]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Slixvah]], [[Syianne]]; GM: [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 28, 2022
|[[Language of Metal]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Crik]]
|-
|
|[[Fifty-Fifty]]
|[[Jay]], [[Schara]], [[Zalara]]
|-
|
|[[Dinner at the Rosalian Rose]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|September 29, 2022
|[[Always the Gross Jobs]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]], [[Stjepan]]
|-
|
|[[Welcome to Ashenvale, part 3]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Zofija]], [[Jozi]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[The Eager Cake Testers]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[A Gnoment in Time, Part 3]]
|[[Lyme]], [[Paenitia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]], [[Zyla]]
|-
|}

===October===
{{TableMain}}
{{T02}}
|Date
|Log
|People
|-
|October 2, 2022
|[[Fish and Catch-Up]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Mikilos]]
|-
|
|[[Out of the Water]]
|[[Telamon]], [[Tiasa]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Vaera]]
|-
|October 3, 2022
|[[An Enchanting Afternoon at Home]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[More Meat Pies!]]
|[[Jay]], [[Jozi]], [[Slixvah]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|October 5, 2022
|[[Home by the Sea]]
|[[Alaryn]], [[Andelena]], [[Magpie]]; GM: Telamon
|-
|October 4, 2022
|[[Picking up Favors]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Slixvah]], [[Crik]]
|-
|
|[[Head's Down Git's Up]]
|[[Jay]], [[Jozi]], [[Slixvah]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|October 6, 2022
|[[Head's Down Git's Up Part 2]]
|[[Jay]], [[Jozi]], [[Slixvah]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[A Gnoment in Time, Part 4]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Zyla]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Paenitia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|October 7, 2022
|[[Big Trouble in Little Redford]]
|[[Lysa]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]], GM: [[Dirk]]
|-
|
|[[Nine Years of Debt]]
|[[Cryosanthia]], [[Tenoc]], [[Halani]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|October 9, 2022
|[[Shaking off the Nerves]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 10, 2022
|[[Head's Down Git's Up Part 3]]
|[[Jay]], [[Jozi]], [[Slixvah]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[The Final Stitches]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Ravenstongue]]
|-
|October 11, 2022
|[[The Black Crystals]]
|[[Jay]], [[Slixvah]], [[Alaryn]], [[Schara]], [[Lauriel]], [[Toha]], [[Zalara]]
|-
|
|[[Taking the Report]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 12, 2022
|[[Learning To Fly]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 13, 2022
|[[A Gnoment in Time, Part 5]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Paenitia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Vaera]], [[Dirk]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|October 14, 2022
|[[Small Aside at the Society]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Crik]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[Fifty to Thirty-Three]]
|[[Jay]], [[Alaryn]], [[Merek]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[The Damned Lace]]
|[[Ariya]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 16, 2022
|[[A hug in the Night]]
|[[Jay]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[A Lúpecyll-Atlon Wedding]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Throwed Apples, pt1]]
|[[Etzli]], [[Jozi]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|October 17, 2022
|[[Throwed Apples, pt2]]
|[[Etzli]], [[Jay]], [[Jozi]], [[Nemori]]
|-
|
|[[What's In a Light]]
|[[Skielstregar]], [[Aelwyn]], [[Murder]]
|-
|
|[[A Lupecyll-Atlon Wedding Party]]
|[[Ashes]], [[Aryia]], [[Carver]], [[Dirk]], [[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Seyardu]], [[Stjepan]], [[Telamon]], [[Venom]]
|-
|October 18, 2022
|[[Final F-ant-asy: Lion Edition Part 2]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Eztli]], [[Magpie]], [[Slixvah]], DM: [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[Until the End of All]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 19, 2022
|[[An Ale Advised Plan]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Schara]], [[Slixvah]]
|-
|October 20, 2022
|[[Final F-ant-asy: Lion Edition Part 3]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Eztli]], [[Magpie]], [[Slixvah]], DM: [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[Dunny Go Alone]]
|[[Jay]], [[Merek]], [[Schara]]
|-
|
|[[A Walk In The Woods]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[Pouring over Data]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]]
|-
|
|[[A Gnoment in Time, Part 6]]
|[[Ravenstongue]], [[Lyme]], [[Vaera]], [[Dirk]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Paenitia]]
|-
|October 21, 2022
|[[Miss His Light]]
|[[Andelena]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|
|[[Town Planning Council]]
|[[Jinks]], [[Merek]], [[Patch]], [[Seyardu]], [[Stjepan]]
|-
|October 24, 2022
|[[The Instrument of the Grey Lady]]
|[[Zofija]], [[Elyanna]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|
|[[Leg of Meat and A Dream]]
|[[Murder]], [[Skielstregar]]
|-
|October 25, 2022
|[[Scrub the Deck]]
|[[Aryia]], [[Venom]]
|-
|
|[[A Theatrical Reunion]]
|[[Patch]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Schara]], [[Slixvah]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|October 26, 2022
|[[The Hunt for Tang]]
|[[Jay]]
|-
|October 27, 2022
|[[A Gnoment in Time, Part 7]]
|[[Dirk]], [[Zyla]], [[Skielstregar]], [[Paenitia]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Vaera]], [[Lyme]]
|-
|
|[[Bluedragon Ale]]
|[[Slixvah]], [[Patch]], [[Schara]], [[Merek]], [[Jay]], [[Jinks]]
|-
|October 28, 2022
|[[Nap In The Stacks]]
|[[Schara]], [[Slixvah]]
|
|-
|October 29, 2022
|[[Graveyard Smash]]
|[[Aelwyn]], [[Culix]], [[Dirk]], [[Ravenstongue]], [[Telamon]]
|-
|
|[[All-Time Grates, the]]
|[[Irshya]], [[Jay]], [[Rocky]], [[Zofija]]
|-
|
|[[Waltzing Chartle-Clank-Hamma-Sprokiee]]
|[[Jinks]]
|-
|}

All-Time Grates, the

2022-10-30T21:22:41Z

Cryosanthia:

<div style="padding:5px; background-color:#e7eaea;">
== Log Info ==
*Title: All-Time Grates, the
*Emitter: Jinks
*Characters: Irshya, Jay, Rocky, Zofija
*Place: Alexandrian Streets
*Time: Saturday, October 29, 2022, 2:32 PM
*Summary: Adventurers are hired to supervise the cleaning of the sewers. They aren't required to enter it, unless there's a problem. There is a problem! In the streets, and a sharp-eared egalrin hears one of his friends being kidnapped. They take a break from their day job to enter hot pursuit! The kidnapper meets two decoys and they split up, with the party following one to the warehouse. Battle ensues, between a Faceless Stalker, two blood golems, and the egalrin, the goblin, the hobgoblin and the sith'makar. The Faceless stalker bargains with Jay, Cessili for the Artifice lockbox, which he agrees to. Fleeing it leaves behind a note, and then Rocky prevents it from fleeing. The note says, interferring will mean the kobold's death.</div>

<pre>-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Appearing -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Irshya 3'0" 35 Lb Goblin Female A small, blue-skinned Goblin in sea-green robes.
Jay 5'9" 145 Lb Eaglefolk Male A perky male Blue Jay with a discerning eye.
Rocky 6'8" 460 Lb Sith-Makar Male A grey Sith in armor, bit like a statue.
Zofija 5'8" 225 Lb Hobgoblin Female A well-dressed Arvek-Nar with a big hammer.
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Jinks 3'4" 39 Lb Gnome Male A gnomish fellow in fancy garb and jewelry.
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The alley running behind the TarRaCe is wide by Alexandrian standards-- but not so wide most would consider it a thoroughfare. Steam from the warm baths rolls out from building's vents to immediately be accosted and riven by the downpour of steady, chilly rain. The whole place smells of wet earth, fresh rain, and damp waste from an eatery.

The waste smell isn't helped at all by the open sewer grate nearby. A crew of gobbers in wax-treated leather waders, water-proofed coats, and fitted half-masks are at work beneath a temporary canvas awning, pleasantly chattering back and forth in gobbertalk.

One (so blue as to almost be black) kneels at the top of the grate with their supplies minding a tripod pulley and lowering down buckets of items as needed. A crate and two packs that came with the crew are half-unpacked and stacked together. Three more goblins are out-of-sight below, sloshing around and going about their work with a half-bored attitude of those who do this sort of thing every day.

It's the rainy season, after all, and an especially romantic time of year for the otyughs in the city's sewers. Alchemical admixtures and manufactured scents need be smeared and sprayed lest the impassioned creatures get too close to the surface.

Trouble isn't expected but it's better to be safe than sorry. City employees getting hurt on the job impacts coffers and looks bad on the district's leaders. So the gobbers do what they do best and a bit of light contracting with the guild assures the presence of a safety net: you.

"You know, you know," A white, black and bluy jay egalrin opines for the third time, "you wouldn't expect a posting of 'Tarrace, Bath assistant, aromatic oils' to mean going into the sewers to apply anti-stink to the drains."

"I thought I'd be oiling down wrestlers fresh out of the colosseum. It's almost false advertising." The bluejay concludes. He doesn't add that he should 'sue, sue', but he is thinking about it.

He peers in the hole, then at the proprietor, "So, do they come up? Because birds sent underground tend to die. That's what my friend Choker told me. He was canary." For a mine.

The blue-skinned proprietor of the Tarrace peers down into the sewer below, watching the Goblins at their work. Casting an eye to the grey sky above, Irshya lets out a huff of breath. As the fog of her breath floats away, she shrugs. "Irshya did not advertise, thus it is not up to her. And yes, people tend to come out of the sewers. They are not coal mines."

Rocky chuffs softly. "Your failure to understand is not the trouble of others." The greyscale lounges next to a steam vent, enjoying the warmth. Between the condensation and the rain, the sith is soaking wet, but doesn't seem bothered by it.

"It doesn't say anything about going underground. Last time I went into the sewers I got really sick. Also it ruins the oils on my feathers and then I can't fly and absorb a lot of rain." The bluejay gripes some more, "preening becomes really disgusting also."

He flaps around to another side of the hole, and stares down, "And what it something, what is it, an Otoyugh? Comes out? They're great piles of poo, right? I don't want to stick my rapier in that. I doubt it would do anything. Do we get... beater shovels?"

"We'll be done lickety-splits!" The bubbly, dark-skinned gobber assures those on guard duty as she wheels an empty bucket back up and rests it with the rope slackened atop the mostly-empty crate. "This is stop thirty-two of thirty-two and the boss wants us done and warming our toesies at home before we're into platinum-time."

She has canary-yellow hair in a pixie cut with golden highlights and the term 'zaftig' comes to mind when one considers her figure. Her (relatively) water-proofed suit has been patched more than once and her work gloves are well and truly broken in. She's been doing this awhile.

She pauses for a moment to listen to the familiar talk down below and then returns to smiling from behind her half-mask, her eyes squinting at the mercenaries. "You're not even down in the sewers, you big baby!" She laughs and teases Integrity. "And you'll be glad we're doing this. Imagine oiling up your boyfriend after he's done wrastlin' and a three-legged poo-squid interrupts your fun..!" She tsks and promises, "We'll be fine."

Irshya makes a face at the talk going on, and simply shrugs at the bubbly blue-black Gobbo. "Irshya will go down when and if trouble arises. She does not have a waterproof suit as you do, and so will use the anger from getting ... icky and take it out on the critters that dare interrupt your colleagues' jobs."

She peers down into the hole once more, scanning from left to right. "Irshya would also like to stay near the hole here... to call down the lightning."

Rocky chuffs again. "If otyugh arrives, ask how may assist. They are intelligent. The one This One met was friendly." The warrior caste falls still for a moment. "No respect for personal space. But friendly."

Guard duty, it was always either the easiest job ever, or a terrifying concoction of panic and adrenaline, and there was very little in between.

Zofija was hoping for an easy paycheck with the former as she stood off to one side with her hammer propped on it's head. "Yeah, we're just here if we're needed, and there's reason to believe we might be." The arvek-nar grunts. "I hope we don't need to go down there either but, getting covered in crap is probably better than someone getting killed. Besides, we're right next to a bathhouse, anyways."

"I know! I don't want to imagine that. Down there or oiling up." Jay complains, "I don't think they're going to want help filing a motion. Ask any ornithologist where you find birds, and 'In sewers' doesn't show up on the list for a long, long time, if at all. At best you get Burrow Owls and Mudlarks. We're creatures of the sky!"

A sky that might shoot lightning at any moment, so he also takes a hop back from the entrance. "Diseases don't wash off you know. If you catch them you have to go through losing all your feathers before you get better."

"Intelligent? Oh, sweetie. I've seen a dog play a five-key harpsichord and a horse do maths but I wouldn't try to have a conversation with one." The gobber giggles and shakes her head. "Especially when any are in 'that' way.

"If you see one of the poo squids just try to scare it off with fire or stab it enough that it forgets its littlest tentacle and go pounding off back down below." She winks up at Irshya from where she's kneeling, then pivots to inspect the remaining supplies in their kit.

"Owls, actually. Owls seem to love a sewer, oddly." Glass tinks as she shifts things around in loosely-packed hay. "You'd be surprised how many times we have to relocate a nest. Not too deep, though... I always figured it was the rats; good eating for owls--"

The gobbers idle musings are cut off by some commotion and sounds of alarm in the streets beyond the alley's mouth.

<pre><OOC> Jinks says, "Perception checks! Urbanity for those with terrains."
<OOC> Jinks says, "Hearing-based for those with any conditional modifiers."
GAME: Rocky rolls perception: (12)+12: 24
GAME: Irshya rolls perception: (17)+13: 30
GAME: Zofija rolls perception: (16)+4: 20
GAME: Jay rolls perception+6: (16)+15+6: 37 (+6 Urban)</pre>

There are gasps and shouts of alarm from out front of the Tarrace, with one particular voice louder than the rest. Sounds of a pushcart being overturned and goods spilling out. An accented voice of a smaller-sounding humanoid can clearly be heard saying, "let go of me!"

He sounds familiar and a little different, it's the accent. He's scared enough to not speak as clearly as he normally would.

Rocky moves. For someone who does a good job of mimicing a statue most of the time, the sith can be quick when he needs to be. Heading towards the noise, the greyscale doesn't quite dive in head first, but a half step from it.

The bluejay cocks his head, "You're right. There are mice in there. I can hear one. It sounds ill."

"Wait!" His crest pops up in alarm, he turns to face the streets. "People shouting. I think the cart turned over out front? Someone calling for help."

"That's Cessili!" An unexpected expression plasters across the avian's face. His feathers poof out even further. "Cessili? Hold on! I'm coming Cessili!"

He takes off towards the commotion.

The Gobbo cants her head slightly, listening at the voices raised in shock or anger. She squints as the Sith and Egalrin turn towards the commotion. Her eyes fall on Zofija. "Go if you must, but someone should stay here and keep an eye on the Goblins. We are tasked to do such, yes? Irshya is not leaving."

The arvek-nar starts to move, but she grunts when Rocky is off. "That big guy can keep Jay safe at least for a moment if something happens. I'll stay here in case something happens at the sewers. Just give a shout if something does happen or you need my help, and I'll be right over. I don't want the gobber getting caught on their own either."

"Irshya is not leaving, she is staying here to be able to drop into the sewer."

"Aaah... go on," the bubbly gobber urges as the corners of her grin threatens to poke out from behind her treated mask. "We'll wait until you're back!" Something she said about 'platinum-time' might be the cause of the mischievous glint in her eyes.

"Up, boys! Up, up, up!" She calls down as she rings a hand bell she'd retrieved from a pack right above the opened grate. "We're on break until the toughs get back! Safety first! Up, up, up!" <goblin-talk>

Jay and Rocky make it to the mouth of the alley unmolested but find themselves running into a wall of onlooker's backs as whatever assault continues beyond. The accented voice raised above the rest continues on in shock and alarm. "By the Guiding Star! Put me down! This is untoward! This is not! Toward!"

<pre>GAME: Rocky rolls perception: (6)+12: 18
GAME: Jay rolls perception+6: (13)+15+6: 34</pre>

The square abutting the TarRaCe's facade is a busy one at this time of day regardless of the unpleasant weather. Still, it's not so packed that a gaggle of alarmed lookie-loos completely obscures the view beyond.

A rather unassuming figure in unremarkable clothes stands at the center of everyone's attention with a peach-colored kobold hoisted up by its collar. There's a older Acanian man tumbled down amongst the wares of his spilt cart, dazed and holding his head.

Something happens and the kobold vanishes from sight-- drawing further gasps from the crowd-- before the unassuming and unremarkable figure blurs away.

Cesseli gets really small and stuffed into a metal ring. Then the guy dashes off extremely fast.

<pre><OOC> Jinks says, "Alright, you guys will need a Diplomacy or Intimidate check to move through the crowd in pursuit."
<OOC> Jinks says, "Jay can circumvent this because he can fly."
<OOC> Jinks says, "Jay can give everyone a +2 assist with a Perception check he can't fail for assisting."
<OOC> Jinks says, "If you want to give the +2, Jay, just pose hollering down directions, yeah?"</pre>

The sanitation workers and engineers crawl out and wait in the alley. Overtime sounds pretty great to them!

Jay bursts out of the alleyway in time to witness the commotion. A glint draws his avian eye, always attracted to shineys and circlets. "He shrunk Cessili down and put him through a ring!"

As the unremarable figure takes flight, so does the bluejay. He launches off a nearby crate, wings spread and flapping hard. He soars barely over the heads of the crowds and crows, "Out of the way! Way! It's a crime. Allegedly. Kidnapping! Koboldnapping!"

"Follow me! He's going west! Towards Goblintown by backway of the Colosseum! To the Iron-brew!" The bird is aloft.

<pre>GAME: Irshya rolls Intimidate+2: (12)+1+2: 15
<OOC> Jinks says, "Alright! Between Jay cawing overhead and Irshya being 'persuasive' you can follow after the kidnapper!"
<OOC> Jinks says, "He's not in sight but you're on the trail!"</pre>

As the Gobbo sewer crew begin to climb out of the hole, Irshya sighs. "Fine." She turns and begins to lope along with a noticeable limp, and a bit of jingling. When she encounters the crowd, Irshya straightens, and brandishes her staff before her. "Make way!", she growls as she moves forward at a run. "Make way!"

<pre><OOC> Rocky says, "Head after the unassuming figure, try not to damage the crowd in the way too much"
GAME: Rocky rolls intimidate+2: (17)+9+2: 28
<OOC> Jinks says, "You're slow to start but manage to pull ahead of Irshya in spite of that."
<OOC> Jinks says, "The scaled juggernaut is apparently something people are happy to get out of the way from."</pre>

"MOVE PLEASE." There's a quarter ton of armored lizard on the move. He's GOING to get through. The only question is if you move out of the way, or are *moved* out of the way. He does -try- to be polite about it.

<pre><OOC> Zofija says, "guess I'll be trying to run after them"
<OOC> Jinks nods. "Diplomacy or Intimidate?"
GAME: Zofija rolls intimidate +2: (11)+6+2: 19 (+2 from Jay's assist)
<OOC> Jinks says, "Alright! You're apace with Irshya, close behind Rocky. Please gimme a pose!"</pre>

Well, it seemed her services were no longer needed to guard the sewer crew for the time being. The cavalier grunts and hefts their hammer, shoving their way down the crowded street. "ALRIGHT, IF YOU WANT TO GAWK, JUST DO IT OUT OF MY WAY." The arvek-nar shouts over the commotion, clearing the way so she could continue running after where she heard the cart topple, and saw the others running to.

Shocked, the crowd still manages to part of the barked mercenary voices and make way with only the slightest of delays. The dazed merchant just shields his head and curls into a tighter ball to avoid being trampled on. His breads are further smushed and scattered.

It's likely someone will take the time to look after him once the initial confusion wears off; small-time merchants have to stick together!

With the egalrin taken to the air, it's fairly easy to keep the retreating assailant in sight. The human man wears a grey woolen riding cloak over rather common-cut attire and his hair and ears are hidden by a skullcap. His stride is remarkable; almost assuredly enhanced by magics or ascetic training.

The man only starts out west, though, and quickly turns south into a short and darkened alley. Out the other side, he doubles-back, south and east on a cross-cutting side-street. Integrity's guidance helps the other three keep up by using more direct routes while the cad zig-zags in an attempt to shake the tail.

Unwilling to quit his retreat, he pauses briefly at a communal well in a residential block between the Colosseum and Western Trades districts-- meeting two similar-looking figures who step from shadows...

<pre>GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+15: (15)+15: 30</pre>

The three convene only briefly before running off-- each taking a different direction!

<pre><OOC> Jay says, "so what to tell which is the original, and if I some something passed?"
<OOC> Jinks says, "ooc Sense Motive or Perception, Jay, your call. Sense Motive is an easier check."
GAME: Jay rolls sense motive: (18)+11: 29 (vs DC30 - Fail)</pre>

Jay has to fly higher, to get a proper bird's eye view of the streets as the Cad dashes zig-zags throughout them. It does resemble a rat in a maze from the high perspective, an aspect that makes it all the more appealing to the corvid. Especially when two more rats enter the race.

"It's the three shells game!" Jay caws excitedly, "cup and balls! There are three of them now. One goes to the trades, one to the theaters, the one with the ring goes to the Warehouse."

He swoops, shouting, "I'm following to the warehouse! They all look like they want to be caught." Which, might be a good idea, or might not, "Be careful if you split up!"

He's not quite saying 'don't leave me alone', but he also kind of is.

<pre><OOC> Jinks says, "Alright, you three will need Acrobatics or Athletics for this phase. The +2 from the birb will continue."
<OOC> Jinks says, "Failure will require a Fort save."
GAME: Irshya rolls acrobatics: (8)+1: 9 (Fail)
<OOC> Jay says, "Jay seems to think he knows which one has the ring, and that guy is going ot the warehouse"
GAME: Irshya rolls fortitude: (4)+6: 10
<OOC> Jinks says, "Stupid dice! But it's not a huge deal. You follow Jay but trip, stumble, and bump into a few walls along the way. By the time you guys get where you're going you'll be Fatigued (A fatigued character can neither run nor charge and takes a -2 penalty to Strength and Dexterity. Doing anything that would normally cause fatigue causes the fatigued character to become exhausted. After 8 hours of complete rest, fatigued characters are no longer fatigued.)"</pre>

Irshya does her best to keep up, following Jay's directions. Directions which lack critical pieces of information like obstacles that might be in the way, which the Gobbo blunders into several times. But she does make it to the warehouse, at least!

<pre><OOC> Rocky says, "follow the Jay. Athletics roll?"
GAME: Rocky rolls athletics+2: (6)+8+2: 16
GAME: Rocky rolls fort: (18)+9: 27
<OOC> Jinks says, "Crushed it. You start to feel a little tired along the way but catch your second wind. No fatigued."</pre>

Rocky rushes along, attention switching between the blue feathers above and the street before him. Maybe a little too much on Jay, as the sith clips a few corners along the way, his iron hide taking the brunt of the punishment.

"This One has seen this game. Not which cup the ball is under, not under any. Ball is in dealer's hand. Where is the dealers hand in this play? But This One is not playing. Grab the hand, break a finger, smash the cups."

<pre><OOC> Zofija says, "I'm going to trust Jay on this"
GAME: Zofija rolls athletics +2: (14)+9+2: 25
<OOC> Zofija looks to see if there's any arvek-nar clerics to show off to</pre>

"That bastard didn't pass the ring off to someone else to throw us off, did they?" Zofija asks when she catches up to the rest of them. "Trusting you on this, I don't want to chase down some kidnappers later."

The Arvek-nar sprints down some of the other streets, cutting down a few side streets until she's a bit closer behind the fleeing figure. "You can give up now and explain yourself, It'll be a hell of a lot less pleasant if we have to smash the explanation out of you, you know."

The pursuit continues, drawing no small amount of curious looks from those you pass in the wet streets of a rainy Alexandria. Two simply-dressed villains go unpursued and disappear into hoi polloi as the mercenaries make the wise decision not to divide their efforts.

The airborne egalrin keeps the other three informed as well as anyone can expect given the frantic nature of the pursuit-- but there are still unavoidable obstacles and collisions with the inert and ambulatory.

The wet earth smell of a fresh rain turns salty as you near the warehouses and docks beyond. The buildings get larger after turning small for a few blocks. They also push closer together as the streets get wider. Masts and sails peek up from the waterways that feed the district's commerce.

Finally, the cad crosses over a short bridge over one such inlet into a row of haphazzardly-placed buildings and slows his pace to catch his breath...

<pre><OOC> Jinks says, "19,13, then?"
<OOC> Jay says, "so, say things, do the bluff-feint"
<OOC> Jay says, "DC is target's 10+bab+wis, or 10+sense motive"
GAME: Jay rolls bluff: (15)+8: 23
<OOC> Jinks says, "Alright. You succeed! So he'll be flat-footed against your next attack."
<OOC> Jinks says, "Is that your standard or do you have Improved?"</pre>

"The rings come in pairs! The dealer has the other one! I'm almost certain this guy still has his." The bluejays squawks a reply, as the pursuit leads in the to wet areas of the docks. Sensing a constriction, a narrowing of the ways and a good confrontation point, he swoops lower, drops and lands.

There's little in common between the various buildings in the row. Most, however, appear to be made of wood and treated to withstand the damp. Several buildings are partially or completely stonework. Fogged windows and shuttered slatwork blinds offer limited, shadowy insight into some of the interiors.

At least one of the structures appears to be housing for the locals, with little fenced-off gardens and closely-spaced and numbered entrances.

Crates and other debris are pushed into corners in the street against the buildings and into alleyways.

Jay lands with estoc drawn in a strong fencing pose, point forward, hand on the hip, tail-feathers flared. He fixes the Man with a fierce gaze. "I am Integrity C Truefeather, the 'C' is for crusader, and you have my companion. Prepare to die."

A wing flicks, as he teases an attack. A flirtatious feint.

Two rather unremarkable clay pots flanking a nearby window burble, crack, and shatter! The liquid within doesn't spill, however, but keeps its general shape before convulsing and morphing into a small, lumbering humanoid shape.

There's a thick, glassy finish or 'skin' to the creatures and dark blood roils around some arcane piece of half-hidden technology...

<pre>GAME: Irshya rolls knowledge/arcana: (10)+13: 23</pre>

The Gobbo is struggling by the time the group gets to the warehouse. Upon seeing Jay land, Irshya moves towards him, panting heavily. The golems smashing their way out of clay pots gives her some pause. "Blood golems? So small, too."

<pre><OOC> Jinks says, "Alright, swift action to drop its disguise. Then it will full attack Jay."
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+8+2: (6)+8+2: 16 (miss)
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+2+2: (20)+2+2: 24 (hit)
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+2+2: (17)+2+2: 21 (hit)
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d6+2: (6)+2: 8
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d6+2: (1)+2: 3
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+11: (7)+11: 18, "Grab on slam."
GAME: Jinks damaged you for 11 points. 31 HP remaining.
GAME: Jinks damaged your Constitution for 1 points. 1 total damage.
<OOC> Jinks says, "Little damage, little grapple, little drain."</pre>

Maybe more than a little stunned at the egalrin's alacrity, the cad is far from out of the fight! The arrival of the grim golems bolsters his resolve and he turns to square off with Integrity.

Then... something happens..!

Jay is no longer looking into the eyes of a painfully unremarkable Alexandrian-born human. The skin ripples, boils, and swirls, twisting into a rather unpleasantly-wrinkled pucker. The darkened, flared recess hisses wetly.

"Wrong choice for you... best for me."

Then it stabs, missing, but it shoulders roughly into Jay and a hand slaps the birdman's beak. It drags across like sandpaper, sucking, and it suddenly has hold of the duelist's collar! <kulthian>

<pre><OOC> Rocky says, "like to move to 20-10, middle of things, double move"</pre>

Rocky surges down the alley towards the battle, not quite so fleet of foot as he may wish for the moment. His massive blade is held high. but lacks the length to swat at a foe

<pre><OOC> Zofija says, "I think I need to run to 22,12"</pre>

"Ah crap." Zofija grunts when the golems appear, and the Arvek-nar shakes their head before sprinting into the fray, hammer held high. "Just hang on a second, we'll get you out of there!" She shouts to the egalrin.

<pre><OOC> Jinks says, "You can attack with a 1h weapon but you're -2 as you're grappled (he is still flat-footed against this)."
GAME: Jay rolls knowledge/dungeoneering: (11)+11: 22
GAME: Jay rolls weapon2-2: (11)+8+-2: 17
GAME: Jay rolls damage2+3d6: aliased to 1d6+1+3d6: (5)+1+(11): 17</pre>

"Mmmrmmrggmbll!" The bluejay struggles to be comprehensible, as the sandpaper slap still has his beak. Squirming, his well positioned rapier remained on point, and he manages to shove it into the creature. A substantial hit, allowing him to pull his face free enough to speak.

"It's a faceless stalker! An Aberration! It's resistance to blunt force, you have to stab or slash it!" More feathery flapping, "also. Help!"

<pre><OOC> Jinks says, "BG1 5' and two slams on tanky the tank."
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+9: (2)+9: 11
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+9: (17)+9: 26
<OOC> Jinks says, "BG2 10' and one slam on Zofi"
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+9: (15)+9: 24
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d8: (7): 7
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d6: (2): 2
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+10: (2)+10: 12, "Grapple fails."</pre>

The golems lumber away from the wall, crunching across the shattered forms of the clay pots, stooped forward and menacing. The first sidles up to Rocky, gripping and slamming at the armored Makari warrior without managing to find purchase.

The second steps towards Zofija. It hammers at her hip, the thick outer-shell cracking and dragging across her flesh like glass. The wound hurts and the hot liquid rolling down her leg indicates its bleeding copiously. The smaller golem fails to grab hold of her, however.

<pre><OOC> Irshya says, "She's going to to use spiritual weapon to help out Jay."
GAME: Irshya casts Spiritual Weapon. Caster Level: 7 DC: 16
GAME: Irshya rolls weapon1+4: (1)+6+4: 11 (EPIC FAIL)
<OOC> Irshya says, "Can you move her one square back? So she's out of Rocky's way?"</pre>

Irshya pants and wheezes for a moment, while taking stock of the evolving situation. Straightening, she holds for her holy symbol, which begins to glow as she whispers an incantation. A ghostly copy of her trident appears, and after a moment, the Gobbo gestures. The holy trident races forward to stab at twisted creature that Jay struggles against, missing everything.

<pre><OOC> Jinks says, "Alright. He will attempt to pin Jay. He gets a +5 since Jay didn't attempt to break the grapple."
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+11+2+5: (4)+11+2+5: 22
<OOC> Jinks says, "Jay is pinned in spite of a turd roll."
GAME: Jinks damaged your Constitution for 1 points. 2 total damage.</pre>

Jay's assailant seems unconcerned as the other three push down into the street, trusting the golems to interfere. The faceless stalker jerks the egalrin close, wrapping one arm full around him as the other hand takes a choke-hold beneath the beak. The stink of the breath from its dark, recessed eye-mouth is an unwelcome thing.

"Integrity C Truefeather," it chirrups. "The cylinder lockbox. The legion desires it. A trade for the clerk..."

Jay can feel more blood being drained from his person.

<pre><OOC> Irshya says, "Is easy. "Rocky crushes both golems by smacking their heads together. The end." xD"
<OOC> Jinks says, "He does not get to one-shot my monsters AND have a dumb AC for his level. :P"
<OOC> Irshya giggles!
<OOC> Jinks says, "OK. He's delaying."
<OOC> Zofija says, "guess I eat an aoo so I can charge the aberration thing"
<OOC> Jinks says, "Well, real quick Zofi. It tried to grab you off the first slam. So you're risking a grapple off an AoO."
<OOC> Zofija says, "guess I'm staying in place and attacking it then"
GAME: Zofija rolls 1d20+8-2+1: (18)+8+-2+1: 25
GAME: Zofija rolls 1d12+6+6: (4)+6+6: 16
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d6: (6): 6</pre>

"How about you leave whoever you took alone and piss off?" The arvek-nar snarls at the aberration in question while they continued to bleed profusely from their side. "If you like your head where it currently is, anyways."

The cavalier raises their hammer, and brings it down hard on one of the golems, smashing through some of the glass, but not all of it. "Need to finish these things fast before I bleed to death, then it's not just Jay in trouble." The cavalier grunts.

<pre><OOC> Rocky says, "Smack the closest golem, slashing, cold iron, +1"
GAME: Rocky rolls weapon9: (1)+11: 12 (EPIC FAIL)
GAME: Rocky rolls weapon9-5: (19)+11+-5: 25 (THREAT)
GAME: Rocky rolls weapon9-5: (1)+11+-5: 7 (EPIC FAIL) (Not Confirmed)
GAME: Rocky rolls damage9: aliased to 1d10+5: (4)+5: 9</pre>

Rocky waffles, unsure if he should try to cut the blood golem before him, or smack it with the flat of his blade. The strike he does land is solid, but not so firm as it could be. Stepping further into the melee, the well armored sith presents himself as a target.

<pre><OOC> Jay says, "Well I would like to use Sleight of Hand to steal the ring from this thing,"
<OOC> Jay says, "Checking... the rules don't seem to allow that use in this pinned circumstance."
<OOC> Jinks says, "Yeah. It's a fantastic idea but I think your choices are escaping or escaping at this point."
GAME: Jay rolls CMB: (8)+4: 12
<OOC> Jinks says, "You can talk if you'd like, in your pose. The creature seems to be in a bargaining mood."
GAME: Jay rolls bluff: (4)+8: 12</pre>

It was an excellent plan, let the creature get close to him, grab him, steal the ring while it was distracted. Except the plan wasn't going according to plan. The bluejay is feeling weaker by the second and the faceless stalker is a lot stronger than he was expecting.

As well, that face, that sucker of a hole for a face, that's very unsettling.

Struggling to escape seems to be his only option. He struggles, wings beating, but the bird in the hand is definitely feeling bushed. He's too weak.

Is it time to bargain? It wants the cylinder. Is that why the kids have been targeted? Is this all his fault?

Where do Integrity's values truly lie?

"I want my friend! I don't care about the thing. I don't have it on me."

<pre><OOC> Jinks says, "BG1 5', FA Rocky from flank."
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+9+2: (17)+9+2: 28
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+9+2: (5)+9+2: 16
<OOC> Jinks says, "Literally need a 19 to hit you flanking. :P"
<OOC> Jinks says, "BG2 5' to try and block Zofi. Then FA."
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+9: (4)+9: 13
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+9: (9)+9: 18
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d8: (3): 3 (Bleeding)
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+10: (20)+10: 30 , "Grappled."</pre>

The golems continue their implacable advance. One plods to the opposite side of the steel-swaddled sith-makar and batters against the armored plating ineffectively.

The second, more-damaged construct steps back in between Zofija and the faceless creature. Its attacks are clumsy but effective, cracking a second blow into the same hip and finding purchase this time. Jagged glass-like shell digs in to hold the arvek nar fast.

<pre><OOC> Jinks says, "Spiritual weapon gets to attack for free! Then your actions, yee."
<OOC> Irshya says, "Gonna try stabbing the uh faceless thingamabob trying to steal Jay's face and blood."
GAME: Irshya rolls weapon1+4: (15)+6+4: 25
GAME: Irshya rolls 1d8+2: (2)+2: 4
<OOC> Jinks says, "So if you go 22,9 to 22,10 you're in threat. Then if you go to 21,10 you'd provoke an AoO."
<OOC> Irshya says, "She'll risk it, she wants to go to 21,11."
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+9: (11)+9: 20
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+10: (15)+10: 25 (Grapple - Success)
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d8: (7): 7
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d6: (3): 3
<OOC> Jinks says, "You get to 22,10 and it snags you. Pose it, please!"
<OOC> Jinks says, "A single move got you there. So, sure, you can take a standard if you'd like"
<OOC> Irshya says, "She was going to try healing Zof, but can't reach her now. Bless instead."
GAME: Irshya rolls 1d20+6: (13)+6: 19 (Vs DC21)</pre>

Irshya eyes the two golems as they attack her companions, and then looks to Jay's struggle. The looking trident stabs down at the faceless horror again, and this time scores a solid stab. With an eye on the two golems, she starts moving in Jay's direction, trying to stay out of the way of the fighting. But just as she thought she was out of danger, a golem reaches for her and pulls her close.

"Get your paws off me!", she squeaks, struggling with the creature.

<pre>GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+14: (2)+14: 16
<OOC> Jinks says, "Though that'd beat Jay's CMD since he's pinned. OK."</pre>

The stalker holds Jay tightly with one arm, tiny, starfish mouths all along its palm pulsing, probing, and digging as it does. The other hand releases the egalrin's throat and searches through his pockets instead. Finally, it pulls a key from his vest pocket and pushes him away.

There's a metallic clinking as an elaborate, cog-like ring of artifice bounces across the cobbles of the street. The faceless stalker backpedals.

"We'll take what you've bargained away... find someplace else to be," and then he starts to run...

<pre>GAME: Jinks rolls 1d6: (6): 6
<OOC> Zofija says, "I guess I'll just try to hit without power attack"
<OOC> Jinks says, "You are grappled. So a trip to the maul is out."
<OOC> Zofija says, "draw longsword and slash the golem then"
GAME: Zofija rolls 1d20 +8 -4: (9)+8+-4: 13
<OOC> Jinks says, "That will miss, sadly."
<OOC> Jinks says, "Dice are being bastards. :\"</pre>

The arvek-nar, bloodied and bleeding profusely, now being dragged around by an open wound. they draw the longsword from their other hip, but the blade slides harmlessly off of the glass body.

"We aren't bargaining shit, unless it's what you think your life's worth after I get done here. Only place you'll be is on the floor." The cavalier snarls, but with much less energy than before as the hobgoblin was growing significantly paler.

<pre><OOC> Rocky says, "faceless wonder gave up the kidnapping ring?"
<OOC> Jinks says, "There is A ring on the ground."
<OOC> Rocky says, "...no trust. Double move to 14:11 to keep pressure on? Will take two AoO"
<OOC> Zofija says, "it did just say they were taking their bargain away, makes sense"
<OOC> Irshya says, "Or you could kill the golems that have people grappled."
<OOC> Rocky says, "golems arent running away, I can kill them later. Faceless wonder stole a small lizard."
<OOC> Jinks says, "You could charge and attack, Rocky, or double move, or stay and help."
<OOC> Rocky says, "charge."
<OOC> Jinks says, "OK. The golems cannot AoO because they have the grappled condition while grappling."
GAME: Rocky rolls weapon9+2: (14)+11+2: 27
GAME: Rocky rolls damage9: aliased to 1d10+5: (2)+5: 7</pre>

Rocky hesitates only a moment, then roars and takes off after the faceless man, massive blade crashing down. Kidnappers are a pet peeve of the greyscale. Most sith, really. Stolen kobolds aren't quite the same as stolen hatchlings, but hit a lot of the same instincts.

<pre><OOC> Jinks says, "Releasing Irshya as a free action. 5' SW. Full attack grappled Zofi"
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+9: (6)+9: 15
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+9: (2)+9: 11
<OOC> Jinks says, "One hit with the -4 to Dex from Grappled."
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d8: (8): 8
<OOC> Jinks says, "Release grapple. 5' W. FA Jay."
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+9: (14)+9: 23
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+9: (8)+9: 17
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+10: (15)+10: 25, "Grab attempt" Success!
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d8: (3): 3
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d6: (1): 1
GAME: Jinks damaged you for 4 points. 22 HP remaining.
<OOC> Jinks says, "Jay's grappled."</pre>

The golems seem content to move onto new targets after the armored makar vacates the melee. The split, relinquishing their holds to find new prey. Zofija's state draws the attention of one, it moves in to put the arvak nar down for good, only bludgeoning her further.

Jay looks up from his prize just in time to take a raking attack down his shoulder. He's held once more as the blood-construct tightens its jagged grip.

<pre><OOC> Jay says, "Grab the ring and see if I can activate it, and reach through to see if Cessili hops in my hand"
GAME: Jay rolls use magic device: (6)+8: 14</pre>

Jay flops on the ground and is immediately grabbed again. His head whips to follow the sound of the ring, and then he's scrambling after it. He catches the artifice device, breathing hard, turning it over in his hands. There are bumps and sliding knobs, he manipulates them.

Something seems to happen.

He reaches in, deep, feeling around. His arm vanishes at the division, up to the elbow. It feels like the inside of a haversack. Hopefully Cessilli will recognize his dark feathered hand. The egalrin isn't feeling anything.

No wait...

He pulls out a note, "this isn't him! Is this a trick?"

<pre>GAME: Irshya rolls weapon1+4: (17)+6+4: 27
GAME: Irshya rolls 1d8+2: (6)+2: 8
<OOC> Jinks says, "You can cast, 5' and deliver without provoking the AoO"
GAME: Irshya casts Cure Serious Wounds. Caster Level: 7 DC: 17
GAME: Irshya rolls 3d8+6: (7)+6: 13</pre>

Irshya grunts as she is unceremoniously let go, the golem seeking other prey to hug. Standing, she whispers a quiet prayer, and then moves to Zofija's side, laying her hands on the more serious wounds.

<pre><OOC> Jinks says, "Stalker will warn that if he dies, you'll never find the kobold."
<OOC> Jinks says, "He will then attempt to flee down the alley."
<OOC> Jinks says, "You can attempt an AoO if you like, Rocky."
GAME: Rocky rolls weapon9: (15)+11: 26
GAME: Rocky rolls damage9: aliased to 1d10+5: (2)+5: 7
<OOC> Jinks says, "KOed!"</pre>

"If I die you'll never see the little clerk again..." the dilating sphincter warns at the center of the aberration's face. It still holds the blade but the point has drooped and it's bloodied in more than one place.

It attempts to dash into the alley only to be cut down by the sith-makar. The longsword clatters away as the stalker crumples heavily and splashes into a pool of mud and murky rainwater.

<pre><OOC> Jinks says, "You aren't bleeding!"
<OOC> Zofija says, "I'll drop the longsword, challenge the golem near me and smack it"
GAME: Zofija rolls 1d20+9-2: (12)+9+-2: 19</pre>

Now freed of the broken glass in her side, the arvek-nar drops their longsword to get a better grip on their hammer gain, though the swing goes too wild, instead smashing into the road next to the creature.

<pre><OOC> Rocky says, "Is binding the stalkers wounds an option? Ideally be able to question it later"
<OOC> Jinks says, "You should be able to stabilize with a heal check. You take a penalty if you don't have a healer's kit"
<OOC> Jinks says, "Yeah, DC15 for First Aid to saving a dying character."
<OOC> Rocky has some rags that might not be infected with typhoid
<OOC> Jinks says, "Looks like the kit is just a bonus. You don't need it. So DC15 Heal."
GAME: Rocky rolls heal: (5)+1: 6
<OOC> Rocky says, "...yes. Head bach towards the closer golem"</pre>

Rocky hesitates as the Stalker drops. After a moment, the sith grabs a rag from his pouch and wraps it around the largest bleeding wound. It doesn't help much, but he's a fighter, not a healer. The stalker as stable as he's likely to get, the sith heads the finish off the golems.

<pre><OOC> Jinks says, "Everyone can take an AoO. Both golems are retreating"
GAME: Irshya rolls weapon1: (12)+6: 18 (miss)
GAME: Rocky rolls weapon9: (15)+11: 26
GAME: Rocky rolls damage9: aliased to 1d10+5: (9)+5: 14
GAME: Zofija rolls 1d20+9: (3)+9: 12 (miss)
<OOC> Zofija blames the blood loss
<OOC> Jinks says, "Alright. They both double move up to the bridge and just flop into the water."</pre>

The golems have hit one contingency or another. After the fall of the faceless stalker, they turned away from their respective sparring partners and heavily jogged towards the bridge. They accept a shot from Rocky silently and then roll clumsily, one after the other, into the drink.

There's a mighty splash as their particularly dense forms break the surface... and then there's nothing else from that area.

<pre><OOC> Irshya says, "She'll channel energy for her action."
GAME: Irshya rolls 3d6: (15): 15
<OOC> Jinks says, "Dismissing is a standard. You can recall it to idle as a move and then poof as your standard."
GAME: Jinks damaged you for -15 points. 42 HP remaining.
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+4-2: (3)+4+-2: 5 (Stabilize Roll - No)</pre>

With the golems and the creature down, Irshya calls back her glowing spiritual trident. Raising up her holy symbol, she calls upon Rada's blessing, sending forth a flash of magic while heals all those alive close by.

<pre>GAME: Zofija rolls heal +2: (2)+3+2: 7 (vs DC15 - Fail)
GAME: Zofija used a Healer's Kit.</pre>

With the golems retreating, Zofija takes another swing at the one near her, but manages to hit nothing but air as they disappear. The arvek-nar grumbles to herself, and walks over to where the ringleader was dying on the ground. "Thanks for the healing, that feels a lot better. I don't know who the hell they kidnapped, but unlike this thing, they deserve a fair shot. So please try not to bleed out on the ground. " They spit, attempting to pull out bandages and tinctures, but they fail to tie off any bandages with the tremor that was running through their hands.

<pre><OOC> Jay says, "so hang onto the ring, run over and heal the stalker"
<OOC> Jay says, "Hmm. Well I don't know how badly he's bleeding and was kind of hoping others would handle that."
GAME: Jay rolls use magic device: (15)+8: 23
GAME: Jay used a Wand of Cure Light Wounds.
GAME: Jay rolls 1d8+1: (3)+1: 4</pre>

A note. Just a note. Jay shoves it in his pocket and then shoves his arm deep into the ring, feeling around. Nothing. No tiny lizard. It's left him stunned, the blood drain also, makes it hard for him to focus. The bird-man is in shock.

The others rushing over to the stalker and it's dying warning spurs him into action. He holds onto the ring and launches, pulling a wand from inside his vest.

"I've got a healing thing! Don't let it die." He lands, circling the wand, repeating the words Slix told him, "ealusho tantastico!"

The runes glow. A tiny bit of improvement is imparted to the foe.

<pre><OOC> Irshya says, "Irsh can heal him."
<OOC> Rocky says, "head over to loom above the Stalker, as lacking in proper restraints"
<OOC> Rocky double checks, is mistaken, do have rope
GAME: Rocky rolls cmb: (17)+9: 26
GAME: Jinks rolls 1d20+19: (3)+19: 22
<OOC> Jinks says, "Alright. You guys have a prisoner! Would you like to keep going or call it for now."</pre>

Rocky stares after the golems for a moment before returning to the Stalker. "This One has rope." The resulting bindings aren't pretty, but they aren't intended to be.

<pre><OOC> Irshya says, "Irshya will heal him up further once he's tied up."</pre>

The creature seems far from pleased, roused from a near-death experience only to be pinned down and tied. It struggles valiantly. So much so that its binding requires supervision and the assistance of the other mercenaries. Its bones seem to have a plastic quality to them.

Considering the circumstances, it's doubtful that the quartet have any qualms about making the ropes especially tight and ignoring the creature's protests. Fabric tears and its produces welts and burns on its skin-- but ultimately stills when it becomes clear there's no escape.

It refuses to answer questions.

The golems are gone and the pots they'd been hiding in pulverized.

Jay does have an artificer's take on the handy haversack, however! And a note!

"Once we have Khroel's lockbox, you'll have the kobold.

Interfere and you can have him back one piece at a time."

The note is signed with a two-stroke, blocky "L."

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==Combatty==

<pre> ===================== Current Initiative Order - Round 1 =====================
---Init--Name------------AOO-Notes--------------------------------------------
>> 27 Himposter 1 <<
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27 Jay 1
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16 Irshya 1 Flat-footed (0 rnds remaining)
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6 Rocky 3 Flat-footed (0 rnds remaining)
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4 Zofija 1 Flat-footed (0 rnds remaining)
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===================== Current Initiative Order - Round 5 =====================
---Init--Name------------AOO-Notes--------------------------------------------
27 Jay 1
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22 BG1 1
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18 BG2 1
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16 Irshya 1
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12 Timposter 1
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>> 4 Zofija 1 <<
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3 Rocky 3
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===================== Current Initiative Order - Round 7 =====================
---Init--Name------------AOO-Notes--------------------------------------------
22 BG1 1
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18 BG2 1
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16 Irshya 1
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12 Timposter 1
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4 Zofija 1
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>> 3 Jay 1 <<
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3 Rocky 3
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| Name | CHP (T) | HP |
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| Irshya........| 46 | 46 |
| Jay...........| 31 | 42 |
| Rocky.........| 71 | 71 |
| Zofija........| 37 | 37 |
| (C) Screech...| 30 | 30 |
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| Name | CHP (T) | HP |
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| Irshya........| 46 | 46 |
| Jay...........| 26 | 37 |
| Rocky.........| 71 | 71 |
| Zofija........| 19 | 37 |
| (C) Screech...| 30 | 30 |
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| Name | CHP (T) | HP |
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| Irshya........| 36 | 46 |
| Jay...........| 26 | 37 |
| Rocky.........| 71 | 71 |
| Zofija........| 13 | 37 |
| (C) Screech...| 30 | 30 |
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<br>Jinks says, "Jay = bird, Rocky = lizard, Zofi = griffon, Irshya = trident"