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agidius has connected.
agidius: 	well, I'm in
tirkaroKujo: 	i would only hope so
Thrice has connected.
Thrice: 	Hello?
tirkaroKujo: 	hay
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MeisterWarlock has connected.
tirkaroKujo: 	obv
agidius is disconnected.
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agidius has connected.
tirkaroKujo: 	hi
agidius: 	onl-
agidius: 	aaaaw lawd.
MeisterWarlock: 	trying to find a good piece to make arms now
agidius: 	Clearly just Rayquaza
agidius: 	so yeah, gonna place a token down
agidius: 	I assume it will kill me
tirkaroKujo: 	It probably will
tirkaroKujo: 	But it is worth a shot
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Thrice: 	m
agidius is disconnected.
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agidius: 	m
agidius: 	here via Hamachi
tirkaroKujo: 	maybe
Thrice: 	Then yeah, it's your firewall
Thrice: 	That's stopping you from connecting via IP
agidius: 	I've allowed full permissions for basically everything relevant
agidius: 	(hippo)
Thrice: 	As that's what we have to use Hamachi to circumvent
agidius: 	and... it's also not just hamachi that's dicked up
agidius: 	why would you say it was
Thrice: 	I'm just saying, Hamachi would have to realign you to us every single time it got interrupted
Thrice: 	I thought maybe that might have been what was causing the lag
agidius: 	ehhh iunno
agidius: 	will just have to go find a power drill and some cable and move the damned dish again
Thrice: 	mount it on top of your house this time
Thrice: 	nobody can build a house on your house
Thrice: 	except you
agidius: 	the guy recommended against mounting it on the house
agidius: 	for... some reason
Thrice: 	mipso
agidius: 	as in, on the roof
Thrice: 	Lightning, probably
agidius: 	it's mounted pretty high up the side of the wall
Thrice: 	As I doubt you would ground it
Thrice: 	That, or high wind
agidius: 	no idea
Thrice: 	Well get one
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tirkaroKujo: 	or not
Thrice: 	m
agidius has connected.
agidius: 	this colon could not get more semi
Thrice: 	exactly
agidius: 	so yeah, shit, unless some sort of miracle happens we obv aren't playing tonight
Thrice: 	doesn't it only start fuckin up when you place a token
tirkaroKujo: 	You bastard
agidius: 	well yeah, but I kind of have to (hippo)
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	Mary: 	Naw not really
agidius: 	watch it die as soon as I impersonate
	Mary: 	Probably
	Mary: 	*dies*
	Mary: 	Nope
tirkaroKujo: 	bleck
	Mary: 	Saw that
	Mary: 	But I assume you typed something else as well which I did not see
	Mary: 	well, I'm missing the crap I bought yesteday
	Mary: 	well you are typing now
	Mary: 	start up another maptool
tirkaroKujo: 	If it's not accurate, open another instance of mapt-
tirkaroKujo: 	m
	Mary: 	and HP fixed
	Mary: 	Place the token in there, hit CTRL+A, CTRL+C
	Mary: 	then come over here and paste it over
	Mary: 	Into the token
	Mary: 	well, I could also remember this crap
	Mary: 	naw fuck that
	Mary: 	Sides, it'd update my version of the token
	Mary: 	alright, updated then
	Mary: 	May as well save it into Ivan's folder
	Mary: 	So that I don't have to swap folders every time we change maps
	Mary: 	...right
	Mary: 	stats changed as wel
	Mary: 	l
tirkaroKujo: 	>Going through more than 1 map per session
tirkaroKujo: 	laughinggirls.jpg
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	Chapton: 	You never know
	Chapton: 	Seriously, why the FUCK did you not keep this
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	m: 	This was MErritt's original token, then? (HMM)
	m: 	Just Doubles Pent, right
	m: 	I 100% assume Agi replied to me there
	m: 	And Maptool just fucked up obv
	Mary: 	Stats updated
	Mary: 	because he didn't fit the design I had in mind (D))
agimodidius has connected.
	m: 	*saves again*
tirkaroKujo: 	Yeah but everyone agrees said design was the worst thing since cancer
	m: 	It probably HAD cancer
agimodidius: 	Maybe
agimodidius: 	I don't care if you hated it anyway (chew)
agimodidius: 	Chapton: Seriously, why the FUCK did you not keep this Mary: because he didn't fit the design I had in mind (D)) m: This was MErritt's original token, then? (HMM) m: Just Doubles Pent, right Mary: I could maybe use Chapton's original token for my current halflinf Mary: ffff Mary: well whatever m: I 100% assume Agi replied to me there m: And Maptool just fucked up obv Mary: aw lawd
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	Finne: 	Well good
	Finne: 	Cause it's dead now
agimodidius: 	because I assume Maptool decided "naw" and deleted all of that
	Finne: 	It did
	Finne: 	m: This was MErritt's original token, then? (HMM) m: Just Doubles Pent, right m: I 100% assume Agi replied to me there m: And Maptool just fucked up obv Mary: Stats updated Mary: because he didn't fit the design I had in mind (D)
agimodidius: 	I'm still 100% satisfied with Chapton
agimodidius: 	up until his idiotic death
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	Nu-13: 	Really rather he'd have died to this
agimodidius: 	indeed
	Nu-13: 	That was a trick question (D)
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	Finne: 	who
tirkaroKujo: 	him
agimodidius: 	Holystone or Haze would have both been acceptable
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	Haze: 	>Haze
	Haze: 	Does this look like someone who would kill Chapton? (D
	Haze: 	)
	Haze: 	WELL IT HAD TO HAPPEN SOMETIME
	Haze: 	first of no doubt chair falls
	Haze: 	many*
	Haze: 	Sides, I said it before, I'll say it again
	Haze: 	Hendrix would have been the one to kill you, not Haze
agimodidius: 	at least I ASSUME that's Holystone, I'm stuck in limbo and can only see the thumbnail
agimodidius: 	where was the question
agimodidius: 	I'm confused
	Nu-13: 	huh
	Holystone: 	Yes this is holystone
	Holystone: 	Fuck else would it be
agimodidius: 	I would have left her with no choice (chew)
agimodidius: 	and yes
	Haze: 	m
agimodidius: 	yes, she does look like someone who would kill Chapton (D)
agimodidius: 	considering she ALMOST DID AT LEAST FOUR TIMES
agimodidius: 	...oh, you're getting this on a massive dely
agimodidius: 	*delay
agimodidius: 	obv
	Haze: 	exactly
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agimodidius has connected.
agimodidius: 	*crosses fingers(
	Haze: 	m
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	Halfling: 	*maybe*
	Haze: 	and there ya have it
	Haze: 	you done ungoofed
	Halfling: 	coolio
	Halfling: 	« 1d20-1 = 19 - 1 = 18 »« 1d20-1 = 7 - 1 = 6 » This is still going to piss me off just for existing
	Halfling: 	« 1d20-1 = 16 - 1 = 15 » guess I may as well confirm
	Halfling: 	« 1d4+1d4+1d6 = 4 + 3 + 2 = 9 »
	Haze: 	Nope
	Haze: 	No confirm there (D)
	Halfling: 	wasn't attacking you, you niglet (D)
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	Olgroth: 	Orco smash « 1d20 + 5 + 8 = 1 + 5 + 8 = 14 »
	Finne: 	« 1d20+6+1+9-2+3 = 2 + 6 + 1 + 9 - 2 + 3 = 19 » YOU BET YOUR ASS
	Olgroth: 	pffffft
	Finne: 	YOU LOSE YOUR ASS IN A BET.
	Halfling: 	ONLY BARELY
	Halfling: 	AND BECAUSE YOU'RE LEVEL 12 (D)
	Finne: 	Oh wait
	Finne: 	It's 20, forgot about Weapon Focus
	Halfling: 	mips
	Halfling: 	Why don't you have that all accounted for anyway
	Finne: 	« 1d20+9+6+1+1-2 = 15 + 9 + 6 + 1 + 1 - 2 = 30 » « 1d20+9+6+1+1-2 = 14 + 9 + 6 + 1 + 1 - 2 = 29 » « 1d20+4+6+1+1-2 = 6 + 4 + 6 + 1 + 1 - 2 = 16 »
	Finne: 	I do
	Finne: 	>15
	Finne: 	That's a crit (D)
	Mary: 	I think what I have going on in Mary's is probably the simplest way to organize it
	Finne: 	You know what that means, prepare your anus (D)
	Finne: 	Ij ust...
	Finne: 	Have it in SPeech
	Finne: 	(HIPPO)
	Mary: 	wat
	Finne: 	The speech tab
	Mary: 	lemme take a look
	Finne: 	You can put shit in the right side, then just...
	Finne: 	Right click your token at any time, click speech, select the appropriate one
	Finne: 	and bam, it posts it in thechat
	Finne: 	« 1d20+9+6+1+1-2 = 1 + 9 + 6 + 1 + 1 - 2 = 16 » « 1d20+9+6+1+1-2 = 3 + 9 + 6 + 1 + 1 - 2 = 18 » « 1d20+4+6+1+1-2 = 14 + 4 + 6 + 1 + 1 - 2 = 24 »
	Finne: 	« 1d20+9+6+1+1 = 17 + 9 + 6 + 1 + 1 = 34 » « 1d20+4+6+1+1 = 16 + 4 + 6 + 1 + 1 = 28 »
	Finne: 	like that
	Finne: 	all dose crits
	Mary: 	« 1d20+4 = 3 + 4 = 7 »
	Mary: 	...
	Finne: 	mippo
	Mary: 	this is the best thing
	Mary: 	I must do this
	Mary: 	« 1d20+4 = 4 + 4 = 8 »
	Mary: 	« 1d20+6 = 5 + 6 = 11 »
	Mary: 	« 1d20+5 = 5 + 5 = 10 »
	Mary: 	well DEM ROLLS, but still
	Finne: 	exactly
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	Mary: 	« 1d20+5 = 17 + 5 = 22 » Power Attack
	Mary: 	sexy
	Finne: 	I wouldn't do it for skills, since so much modifies them and you can't change the speech
	Finne: 	Saves might be useful
	Ivan: 	« 1d20+4 = 3 + 4 = 7 »
	Ivan: 	« 1d20+4+1 = 2 + 4 + 1 = 7 »
	Ivan: 	Eh well fuck you
	Ivan: 	« 1d20+6 = 16 + 6 = 22 »
	Ivan: 	Made the ref save anyhow
	Mary: 	well
	Mary: 	then again
	Mary: 	if we ever start getting temp bonuses like Bardic Performance everything's going to change instantly
	Ivan: 	maybe
	Mary: 	and screw accounting for every single possibility, I already have four
	Halfling: 	Hell, even I have four
	Halfling: 	and I don't even exist
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	Forz: 	Bardic performance will never happen
	Forz: 	As I will exist before Ivan ever gets a chance to use it
	Halfling: 	should have a chance tonight against Kobolds
	Forz: 	Or goblins
	Forz: 	One of the two
	Mary: 	though really they have like three HP each
	Forz: 	Indeed
	Forz: 	BP will not be all too useful
	Forz: 	As even Ivan is almost guaranteed a kill
	Forz: 	Though I guess WITH it he is
	Mary: 	*he is guaranteed to stagger them and put them into god mode
	Ivan: 	« 1d6+1 = 2 + 1 = 3 » (FEDUP)
	Ivan: 	(FEDUP)
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	Zach: 	That only happens to me (D)
	Mary: 	« 1d10+6 = 4 + 6 = 10 » Good effort, Ivy
	Zach: 	« 1d20+5 = 13 + 5 = 18 »
	Mary: 	well, you hit me
	Mary: 	now what
	Zach: 	« 1d8+1d8+4+4 = 4 + 5 + 4 + 4 = 17 »
	Zach: 	Suck a dick
	Mary: 	aw lawd
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	Mary: 	...how the actual fu- right, lances double damage on a charge
	Samson: 	« 1d20+3+1 = 17 + 3 + 1 = 21 »
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	Samson: 	Apparently there's a -1
	Samson: 	Due to size
	Samson: 	Still a 20
	Nadine: 	If only he wasss capable of doing anything when it mattered
	Samson: 	« 1d20+1+1-5-1 = 12 + 1 + 1 - 5 - 1 = 8 » « 1d20+1+1-5-1 = 10 + 1 + 1 - 5 - 1 = 6 »
	Samson: 	naw
	Nadine: 	>-5
	Nadine: 	wat
	Samson: 	« 1d4+3 = 1 + 3 = 4 » Still, have another 4 damage
	Samson: 	Called it
	Samson: 	Secondary attacks.
	Nadine: 	m
tirkaroKujo: 	So I assume you fixed the problem then
	Nadine: 	I did not
	Nadine: 	it fixed itself
tirkaroKujo: 	m
	Nadine: 	still gonna count that as a win (chew)
	Nadine: 	but yeaaah I'll be on Skype
	Nadine: 	so you'll know when I'm ded
	Zach: 	m
	Nadine: 	not right NOW of course
	Nadine: 	unless Tirk needed to test his mic
	Zach: 	naw
	Zach: 	Oh, hey
	Zach: 	I had Power Attack as well.
	Zach: 	So that's 21 damage, not 17 (D)
tirkaroKujo: 	gee, may as well
	Zach: 	Still not as off-the-wall insane as fucking 36
	Mary: 	(chew)
	Mary: 	so yeah, get on I guess PC
	Zach: 	call me
	Zach: 	had to get food
	Mary: 	ah
	Mary: 	actually, it'd be better if you called us (hippo)
	Mary: 	as I'm currently the host
	Zach: 	m
	Mary: 	and... my connection is anything but reliable
	Mary: 	as you know
tirkaroKujo: 	hay
	Mary: 	semicolon
	Mary: 	semicolon right this second
MarthTrinity has connected.
MarthTrinity: 	Hayhayhay
	Zach: 	obv
	Mary: 	Whoo
tirkaroKujo: 	hi
	Zach: 	Agi just has to go do the dishes now
Zach: 	Aw fuck you
Mary: 	right not five seconds ago indeed
tirkaroKujo: 	So yeah, forgot you weren't even doing anything
tirkaroKujo: 	So yes, um, lemme see...
Zach: 	If you wanna Skype we can do that
Zach: 	Or you can, we're all already on
tirkaroKujo: 	Oh right, you came across a dead horse that was pelted with numerous small weapons. This horse apparently belonged to the Sal Kingdom.
Zach: 	talking about pork chops
Zach: 	Can you...
Zach: 	Give us a map that isn't hell
Zach: 	PLease
tirkaroKujo: 	okay.jpg
MarthTrinity: 	So wait
MarthTrinity: 	Is agi afking now?
Zach: 	He's still here, technically
Zach: 	Just doing dishes
MarthTrinity: 	Maaaaaaap
tirkaroKujo: 	That it is, but you aren't on it yet
Zach: 	where spawn
tirkaroKujo: 	Jeez, lemme just check the log
tirkaroKujo: 	So yes, last session was Ciel pointing out they could be goblins or Kobolds
tirkaroKujo: 	Otherwise, you are still on the smoke-laden path
MarthTrinity: (( Indeed. We didn't get shit done before the curse of the internet went fullblown retard. ))
Zach: 	Indeed
tirkaroKujo: 	(GST)
Mary: (( baaasically ))
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Zach: 	so uh
Zach: 	fuck do we spawn
tirkaroKujo: 	YOU ARE NOT ON THE MAP YET
tirkaroKujo: 	IT IS JUST THERE
Zach: 	(D)
Zach: 	Well DAMMIT there's agraveyard there (D)
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tirkaroKujo: 	So yes, do you decide to move on
	Mary: 	*does, but keeps an eye out for one-eyed, one-horned, flying purple people eaters*
	Ciel: 	It would appear that there is no immediate threat in sight. Staying here serves no purpose.
	Ivan: 	If there WAS a threat, wouldn't that be more incentive to elave?
	Mary: 	Yes, you right. Just keep eye out for kobolds or goblins.
	Ciel: 	The threat would have to be eliminated.
tirkaroKujo: 	You decide to carry onward. Going further down the path, you begin to hear the clackling of wood and high-pitched chitter-chatter
tirkaroKujo: 	You can tell it's generic chit-chat, but you can't make it out without proper perception.
	Ivan: 	[1d20+2[
	Mary: 	« 1d20-1 = 7 - 1 = 6 » PERCEPTION YOU SAY
	Ivan: 	« 1d20+2 = 12 + 2 = 14 »
	Ciel: 	« 1d20-2 = 17 - 2 = 15 »
Ciel: (( Yaaaaaaaaaaaay ))
Mary: (( enjoy your one good roll ))
Ciel: (( saaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad ))
tirkaroKujo: 	Ciel can make out the helter-skelter quabblings of what appear to be grating, high-pitched voices
tirkaroKujo: 	"Kweh keeh! Destroy destroy destroy!" And other chants fill the air, all leading to a very hive-minded mentality. They speak of impaling the weak and strong alike, and gathering gold wherever they can.
tirkaroKujo: 	You can also hear some faint barking going on in the background
	Ivan: 	What is that...?
	Ciel: 	Sensors detect several voices up ahead. They speak of evil things. It is likely that they are the ones who caused the trouble back there.
	Mary: 	Not sure. Skull make it hard to hear sometimes.
	Ciel: 	I can also faintly detect the sounds of what appears to be barking.
	Ivan: 	Well, isn't that grand...
	Ivan: 	I suppose you're going to suggest we go fight them!
	Ivan: 	I'm going to counter-suggest that we don't
	Ivan: 	.
	Mary: 	Might not have choice. They look for fight, we fight back!
	Ivan: 	We could always walk around them!
	Mary: 	See if we get closer, find out if they attack Sal?
	Ciel: 	They pose an immediate threat to any underprepared travellers.
	Ivan: 	Yes, people exactly like ourselves!
	Mary: 	We plenty prepared.
	Ciel: 	*nods* Evil must not be allowed to harm the weak.
	Mary: 	Maybe sneak work better this time.
	Ivan: 	It worked just fine last time! On my end, anyways.
	Mary: 	You volunteer, then?
	Ivan: 	Not particularly, no!
	Ciel: 	That would be excellent if you could catch them off guard, Ivan.
Ciel: (( keep almost calling you Hendri ))
Ciel: (( x ))
Ivan: (( wary ))
	Mary: 	If you not want to sneak... we look from farther.
	Ivan: 	Uhh... Ah, you're going to force me into this, aren't you..?
	Ivan: 	No, no...It'd be better if I was alone on this one, I think!
	Mary: 	(un) Where the fun for us?
	Ivan: 	On the sneaking, I mean!
	Mary: 	Ah. That make more sense.
	Ciel: 	There is no shame in a tactical advantage. Ivan scouting the area would be most beneficial
	Ivan: 	Hah...this isn't going to be fun, is it? Well..see you in a bit, I hope!
Ivan: (( there any trees or whatever ))
tirkaroKujo: 	So Ivan decides to scout out the area
Ivan: (( to sneak through ))
tirkaroKujo: 	There are a-plenty of trees
	Ivan: 	« 1d20+8-3 = 14 + 8 - 3 = 19 »
	Goblin: 	"Kwughgah! Waitupfer us bawss!"
	Goblin 1: 	"Aighm still stuck on dish gerdarned sinkhole!"
	Mary: 	*drums fingers impatiently on bone*
* Thrice rolls secretly to you: « 1d20+7 = 15 + 7 = 22 » => Invalid expression: « 1d20+7 = 15 + 7 = 22 ».
tirkaroKujo: 	Yes, they are indeed goblins
tirkaroKujo: 	good on you boy
Ivan: (( Gotta make sure ))
Ivan: (( could be like...trolls ))
Ivan: (( or dragons man ))
Ivan: (( never know ))
	Ivan: 	Goblins..well, that's expected..
	Ivan: 	« 1d20+2 = 13 + 2 = 15 »
	Ivan: 	...
	Skeegal Commando: 	The leading goblin cracks his whip as he moves through the hills! "Hi-ho Shork! Onward Nibble!"
Ivan: (( Gonna go report back ))
Ivan: (( Do I need another Stealth check or what ))
tirkaroKujo: 	So yes, you see a wagon manned by a crew of Golbins. They seem to be busy with something.
tirkaroKujo: 	Guess not
	Ivan: 	Alright, so, well, bit of news! Bad news, in my opinion! Hah. Seems those chattering things were goblins, if you couldn't guess...
	Ivan: 	And they ain't alone, they've got dogs. And some caravan-type thing.
	Mary: 	Goblins? Easy. How many you see?
	Ivan: 	Bout half a dozen, counting the dogs.
	Mary: 	They not get away like orcs.
	Ivan: 	Well most of the orcs didn't do any getting away!
	Mary: 	That true. And none of these.
	Mary: 	Let's go.
	Ciel: 	Affirmative
	Ivan: 	I'll be sneaking, thank you very much..
	Goblin 1: 	The goblin still appears to be stuck in a sinkhole. "We kan't get lefted behind like diss!"
	Mary: 	Ciel, you take lead? I... *whisper* still have wound from orcs. (wary)
	Ciel: 	Affirmative. *nods*
	Mary: 	Besides, not want me to get them all before you have chance. (smirk)
	Ciel: 	*readies falchion* Battle system engaged.
	Goblin: 	The goblins, even then, still appear to be preoccupied.
	Goblin: 	« 1d20-1 = 1 - 1 = 0 » The goblin perceps behind his friend!
	Goblin: 	He sees absolutely nothing, carry on.
Mary: (( you are the best ))
Ciel: (( Around ))
Ciel: (( Nothing's gonna ever keep you down ))
	Mary: 	[1d20+1
	Mary: 	]
Ciel: (( ? ))
	Mary: 	« 1d20+1 = 5 + 1 = 6 » *init yo*
Ciel: (( Ah ))
	Ivan: 	« 1d20+6 = 18 + 6 = 24 »
	Ciel: 	« 1d20 = 18 »
Ciel: (( STOP USIN MAH GOOD ROLLS ))
Ciel: (( NOW I'LL NEVER HIT (CRYING#) ))
Ivan: (( Okay, surprise round ))
Ivan: (( anyone but me know how that works ))
Mary: (( y'nope ))
Ivan: (( Basically it's a free round that you can only make one move OR Standard action during ))
tirkaroKujo: 	Basically free round where opponents are flat-footed
	Ivan: 	*can move a whole ten feet cause load and DT*
Ciel: (( So I can approach but not attack? ))
Ivan: (( Yeah ))
tirkaroKujo: 	Indeed you can
Mary: (( seeems that way ))
Ciel: (( kk ))
Ivan: (( Unless you wanna try throwing your sword ))
Ciel: (( With my luck in combat scenarios, nah ))
Mary: (( so yeah, Ciel's turn now ))
Ivan: (( As I indeed can't attack ))
tirkaroKujo: 	indeed
Ciel: (( That is all o3o ))
Mary: (( ...well alright (wary) ))
Ciel: (( I can't attack ))
tirkaroKujo: 	Not even gonna go all the way then, alright
Ciel: (( or defend, what's the point ))
Ivan: (( Well we don't have full attacks ))
Ivan: (( so no real loss ))
tirkaroKujo: 	No real point actually
	Mary: 	*rushes in, readying bone to swing*
	Goblin 1: 	The goblins get startled! "Gaaawuugahck! Who are you?!" « 1d20+6 = 1 + 6 = 7 » They say as they try as they may to do the closest thing to readying themselves!
Mary: (( >rolls a 1, still gets higher than me ))
Mary: (( (D) ))
	Ivan: 	« 1d20+4 = 18 + 4 = 22 » @Goblin0
tirkaroKujo: 	Yeah that hits
	Ivan: 	« 1d6 = 6 »
Ivan: (( obv ))
	Ivan: 	« 6+1 = 6 + 1 = 7 »
	Mary: 	*is disappoint*
Ivan: (( 30 feet apparently ))
	Goblin: 	"Whatd'ya mea- Ook!" The Goblin just barely manages to spit out before falling to the ground!
tirkaroKujo: 	Now Ciel
Ciel: (( Time to miss :D ))
	Ciel: 	« 1d20+4 = 9 + 4 = 13 »
Ciel: (( Probably miss ))
Ivan: (( He's flat-footed ))
Ivan: (( As he hasn't acted ))
tirkaroKujo: 	So yes, that hits
tirkaroKujo: 	As flat-footed ror
	Ciel: 	« 2d4+3 = 6 + 3 = 9 »
	Goblin 1: 	"Whaddya talkin' abou- Gork!" The goblin just barely says before he's knocked upside his head, falling to the ground!
	Mary: 	« 1d20+5 = 3 + 5 = 8 » *swings over Goblin 0's head after he falls*
	Mary: 	*well whatever*
	Mary: 	Oof! *thrown off balance a little bit*
	Mary: 	*looks at gobbo 0, sees arrow*
	Ivan: 	You alright there, Mary?
tirkaroKujo: 	The goblins on the bottom still appear to be moving forward, unattentive towards anything else.
	Mary: 	Yes, fine. Caught off guard by arrow. Good shot.
	Ivan: 	No problem! Least I can do, really...
Ciel: (( Thought you were swinging at the one I took out ))
	Mary: 	You do good too, Ciel. See! Just need fight more.
	Mary: 	*points towards escaping caravan* And there plenty more.
Ciel: (( Now as a paladin am I required to murder evil things? ))
Ivan: (( not REQUIRED no ))
Ivan: (( but it'd be mighty nice of you ))
Ciel: (( I meant that literally, do I have to kill these guys cuz I totally will. And it'll be fucking hilarious (D) ))
tirkaroKujo: 	You are Lawful Good
Ciel: (( As I miss eighteen times on a dead body (D) ))
	Ivan: 	Uh, listen, normally I don't care much about these things, but those goblins are kinda getting away now...
tirkaroKujo: 	That means you are encouraged to do anything that is either lawful or good
	Ivan: 	So we decided to let them go
	Ivan: 	?
	Mary: 	No! We chase.
Ciel: (( killing evil stuff is lawful and good, no? :( ))
tirkaroKujo: 	Well obv
tirkaroKujo: 	That's sort of the point
	Ciel: 	*detects evil just to make sure theyz evil*
	Ciel: 	*although I'm pretty sure theyz evil cause I heard them bein evil*
tirkaroKujo: 	As they are goblins, your sensors bring your evil ratings off the charts.
Ivan: (( >overwhelmingly evil ))
Ivan: (( well, you stunned ))
Ivan: (( gg ))
Mary: (( no (D) ))
	Ciel: 	Justice has passed judgement upon thee. You do not belong in this world, evil being. *brings sword down on goblin* May Justice's divine light eliminate your evil.
	Ivan: 	Is this REALLY the time for a speech, here?
	Ivan: 	Well, not like I care...
	Mary: 	*rolls eyes, smashes this one's head in too* Yes, they dead now. Still more.
	Goblin 1: 	"Gah! Haha! We aren't dead, just very badly hu- GAAAAACK!" The goblin shrieks as he's horribly decapitated, shooting a short burst of green blood.
	Ciel: 	Come. Ivan is right. We must stop them before they flee.
	Ivan: 	Urgh..
	Ciel: 	*steps over corpse* Thank you, Mary.
	Goblin Wagon: 	The caravan carries onward as more battle chants can be heard.
	Mary: 	Have idea... not much time, though. *drinks Jump potion*
Ivan: (( well it's the surprise round ))
Ivan: (( if you wanna move, MT ))
Ciel: (( I think I'm good right thar. I'll let Mary get the jump on them literally ))
Ivan: (( Guess that's another surprise round ))
Ciel: (( And then jump down ))
	Mary: 	« 1d20+6-3+10 = 7 + 6 - 3 + 10 = 20 » *jumps down onto the goddamn caravan* (D)
tirkaroKujo: 	Indeed you do
Ivan: (( Barely ))
Ivan: (( just...just barely ))
	Mary: 	*lands on hands and knees*
Ciel: (( She's used to that ))
Ciel: (( #jokedrum ))
Ivan: (( exactly ))
	Skeegal Commando: 	"Gwaaaah!? What was that gigantic bump!?" « 1d20+6 = 10 + 6 = 16 » The Commando tries to percieve what that was!
	Skeegal Commando: 	"Argh! Who is that there!?"
Tokens dropped onto map 'A perfectly reasonable hill'
	Mary?: 	*I cannot reply as I am already raged*
	Mary?: 	...
	Skeegal Commando: 	« 1d20+6 = 16 + 6 = 22 » The Commando readies his bearings!
	Mary?: 	« 1d20+1 = 2 + 1 = 3 » *guess we're reinitting*
tirkaroKujo: 	Re-init now
	Mary?: 	*mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm*
	Ivan: 	« 1d20+6 = 3 + 6 = 9 »
	Ivan: 	mmmmmmmmmmmm
	Ciel: 	« 1d20 = 6 »
	Goblin 3: 	« 1d20+6 = 3 + 6 = 9 » "Gaahk! Who is that now?!"
	Ivan: 	« 1d20+6 = 11 + 6 = 17 » TIEBREAKER
	Goblin 3: 	« 1d20 = 7 » tiebreaker
	Ivan: 	yeah fuck you
tirkaroKujo: 	Commando, Ivan, Goblins, Ciel, Mary
	Skeegal Commando: 	« 1d20+5 = 3 + 5 = 8 » The Commando shoots with a bow at the intruder!
	Mary?: 	*shifts to side slightly*
	Ivan: 	« 1d20+4 = 1 + 4 = 5 » *Shoots at the commander*
tirkaroKujo: 	The attack flies off into the distance.
	Goblin 3: 	« 1d20-1 = 4 - 1 = 3 » "Waah? Where dish dat arrow comed from?" The goblin grunt says as he looks around
	Ivan: 	« 1d20+83 = 3 + 83 = 86 »
	Ivan: 	okay no
	Ivan: 	« 3+8-3 = 3 + 8 - 3 = 8 »
	Goblin 2: 	« 1d20+4 = 20 + 4 = 24 » The goblin fires a bow at Mary!
	Ivan: 	OBV
	Goblin 2: 	« 1d20+4 = 13 + 4 = 17 » Lets confirm that now
	Goblin 2: 	« 1d4+1d4 = 3 + 3 = 6 »
MeisterWarlock: 	and here.
Ivan: (( Exactly ))
Mary?: (( welcome ))
tirkaroKujo: 	Haaaay
Ivan: (( you could just get on Skype ))
tirkaroKujo: 	They are just about to be raped by Goblins
tirkaroKujo: 	I suppose you would fancy a watch
tirkaroKujo: 	Ciel's turn
	Ciel: 	*jumps down, fails dex check* « 1d20 = 10 »
tirkaroKujo: 	It's just a 10 foot jump, but whatev
Ivan: (( Well, dat AC penalty (HIPPO) ))
Ciel: (( Oh, loooked much higher. ))
Ciel: (( I can attack now, si? ))
tirkaroKujo: 	Yep
	Ciel: 	« 1d20+4 = 15 + 4 = 19 »
tirkaroKujo: 	Sure is hittin'
	Ciel: 	« 2d4+3 = 3 + 3 = 6 »
Mary?: (( +4 for two handed ))
Mary?: (( so 7 ))
tirkaroKujo: 	*+4
	Goblin 3: 	"Agh! Deyr errywher- Oof!" The goblin is knocked down!
Ciel: (( *changes that in my token* ))
tirkaroKujo: 	It's go time Mary
	Mary?: 	« 1d20+6 = 3 + 6 = 9 » *slams bone club towards commander's head*
Ivan: (( exactly ))
	Mary?: 	« 1d20+6 = 12 + 6 = 18 » *rerolling, hero point*
tirkaroKujo: 	Hits
	Mary?: 	« 1d10+12 = 10 + 12 = 22 »
	Ivan: 	m
Ciel: (( HERO POOOOOOOOOOOOOINT ))
tirkaroKujo: 	*PUMPS FIST IN AIR* HERO PPPPPPPPPPPOOOOOOOOOOOOOOIIIIIIINNNNT
	Skeegal Commando: 	"WAAAAAAAAAARRGH!" The Commando's head is smashed into mere chunks and brains!"
	Goblin Dog: 	"WOOOB WOOB" The goblin dogs suddenly run off and around with no more direction.
	Ivan: 	Heh? That sounded ominous...
tirkaroKujo: 	Ivaaaaan
	Ivan: 	Well at least they're okay! « 1d20+4 = 14 + 4 = 18 »
	Ivan: 	« 1d6 = 1 »
Ivan: (( obviously @Gob2 ))
	Goblin 2: 	"Warhgh!" The goblin tries to run up to Ciel with an arrow stuck in his leg!
	Goblin 2: 	« 1d20+2 = 14 + 2 = 16 » He runs at her with dagger in hand!
	Goblin 2: 	« 1d4 = 1 » and hits!
Ivan: (( I'll take it ))
tirkaroKujo: 	Now it's Ciel's turn
	Goblin 2: 	"Kwah hah! Day'll take ye down, right?! RIGHT?"
	Ciel: 	*stares at goblin* I shall end you for that, fiend. « 1d20+4 = 14 + 4 = 18 »
	Ciel: 	« 2d4+4 = 6 + 4 = 10 »
	Goblin 2: 	"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH" the Goblin's head gets sliced off!
	Mary?: 	« 1d20+6-3+10 = 14 + 6 - 3 + 10 = 27 » *jumps off of caravan, not sure why I'm rolling*
	Ivan: 	Wahahaha! Well, that'll work!
	Mary?: 	« 1d20+6 = 6 + 6 = 12 » *power attacks the unconscious goblin*
Ivan: (( not even a little ))
tirkaroKujo: 	Mary club's the goblin's face in!
Ivan: (( mary's club is the goblin's face ))
	Goblin Dog: 	The goblin dogs run off into the distance!
	Mary: 	Ha... huff, huff.
	Ivan: 	Guess they already took out the driver..?
Ciel: (( THERE'S TWO MARY'S ))
Ivan: (( mary is a lotta things ))
	Mary?: 	ignore me (D)
Ivan: (( apaprently ))
	Mary: 	*is indeed just staggered for 24 seconds*
	Mary: 	Hoo... not bad. *pulls arrow out of side* Look like one get me.
tirkaroKujo: 	600 exp
Ivan: (( well, that's our Exp for THIS week ))
Ivan: (( check back next episode ))
Ciel: (( What you at agi? ))
Mary: (( 1685 ))
tirkaroKujo: 	You begin to hear a few creakings and wobblings coming from the Goblin wagon.
Ciel: (( alrighty ))
	Ivan: 	You guys alright?!
	Ciel: 	Stay on guard. This may not be over.
	Mary: 	*raises hand towards Ivan, still recovering* Fine. Need catch breath.
	Ciel: 	*looks up at Ivan* No visual on enemies. Sounds coming from wagon. We will investigate.
	Ivan: 	Guess that's a yes...sort of.
	Mary: 	Hope it okay.
	Ivan: 	The wagon's fine...I'm worried more about what's IN it.
	Mary: 	*knocks on caravan wall* Someone there?
tirkaroKujo: 	You can hear a faint call coming from within the wagon
	Ciel: 	That is what I meant, Ivan. *puzzled look*
	Ivan: 	« 1d20+2 = 8 + 2 = 10 »
	Mary: 	Ivan, you get down here?
	Mary: 	There path around that way
	Ivan: 	« 1d20+4-3 = 14 + 4 - 3 = 15 »
	Mary: 	.
Ivan: (( Woo ))
	Ivan: 	*jumps down*
	Mary: 	That work too.
tirkaroKujo: 	"Oh my. Is there finally a non-goblinoid here?" Says a faint, refined voice coming from within.
	Ivan: 	Litlte more nimble than that!
	Ivan: 	Uh, yeah? More than one, actually!
	Mary: 	All goblins dead. Dogs get away, but they no problem.
tirkaroKujo: 	"Oh. I am in luck then. As you can see, I am stuck here with little recourse."
tirkaroKujo: 	"Or rather, simply hear. I only pray tell you aren't hostiles of the sort."
	Mary: 	Not towards people!
	Ivan: 	Well...not to you specifically!
	Mary: 	You trapped, you say? It safe to come out...
	Ciel: 	You are at no risk.
tirkaroKujo: 	"Hmm, well, as you can tell, these nasty goblins have locked me inside here."
Mary: (( is there an obvious lock? ))
tirkaroKujo: 	"Could you, and this is of no disrespect, but could you possibly find some way to let me out?"
tirkaroKujo: 	There is a large, rusty lock on the hind door."
	Ciel: 	I would advise staying far back from the rear door.
tirkaroKujo: 	"That I shall, good lady."
	Mary: 	*looks at Ciel* You take this one or me?
	Ciel: 	Do you have the strength for it now or are you wounded?
Mary: (( well, for whatever reason it ain't actually lowered ))
Mary: (( but yeah, RP-wise I should sit it out ))
	Mary: 	I... good point. You go ahead, I check to see if they had anything we can use.
	Ivan: 	I'll help you with that!
	Ivan: 	Is the front guy...still up front?
	Mary: 	*loots these two here*
	Mary: 	Yes. What left of him.
	Ciel: 	Affirmative.
	Ciel: 	« 1d20+4 = 9 + 4 = 13 »
	Ivan: 	...That's not what I wanted to hear, but okay...
	Ciel: 	*swings at lock*
Mary: (( pretty sure you can just attack it yeah ))
Mary: (( as there's something where you can guarantee a hit by lining up a shot ))
Mary: (( so it's just vs. its hardness ))
tirkaroKujo: 	The goblin's remaining gear are leather armor, 10 gp total, a short sword, and a short boy with 20 arrows.
	Ivan: 	....
tirkaroKujo: 	obv
Mary: (( a short boy indeed. ))
	Ivan: 	You gnomefucking grognard
	Mary: 	Arrows and money.
tirkaroKujo: 	The Commando's gear is a Potion of Rage, studded leather armor, masterwork horsechopper, shortbow with 20 arrows
tirkaroKujo: 	The lock comes flying off
	Ivan: 	More arrows over here! And some sort of potion...
	Ivan: 	And some other stuff that I don't fancy carrying!
	Lenton The Gallant: 	The knight that comes out dusts himself off and clears his throat. "I am quite sorry you had to do that. Nothing is more embarrassing than being bested by Goblins."
	Ciel: 	It is my duty to help those in need sir. *bows*
	Mary: 	Yes, embarassing. But it okay now!
Ivan: (( boys* ))
	Ivan: 	Uh, anyone want these things?
	Lenton The Gallant: 	"But at least this is all over. I only owe you an introduction, fair lady. The name is Lenton the Gallant, a knight of the Sal Kingdom."
	Mary: 	*looks over spoils* I fine with what I have.
	Ciel: 	It is a pleasure to meet you sir Lenton. My name is Ciel, sister of the Church of Justice. She is Mary and that is Ivan.
	Ivan: 	Well, I mean...to sell, you know?
	Ivan: 	I'm already loaded down! Doubt I could carry much more without it being a real pain.
	Mary: 	...any of that WORTH anything? Not want to carry it around when we not know where next town is.
	Ivan: 	Well, the weapon and armor might be...doubt it for the bow, though. Besides, I've already got a better one.
	Ivan: 	I'll have to check out what this is in the bottle later though!
	Lenton The Gallant: 	"Justice? Ergh, figures...I mean, Church of Justice you say? I assume you must be associated with the Ferdinand Kingdom. Not surprising, given that this seems to be very Ferdaneese territory..."
	Mary: 	*sniff* Armor smell like goblin sweat.
	Mary: 	No harm in taking weapon though.
	Ivan: 	Very...astute of you.
tirkaroKujo: 	Alright, seriously
tirkaroKujo: 	Brb, dog is going nuts
Ivan: (( Alright ))
tirkaroKujo: 	I guess I better walk that shit
Ivan: (( well, brb ))
Mary: (( m ))
Mary: (( mmm ))
Ivan: (( www ))
Mary: (( http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/File:Spr_5b2_MT.png ))
Mary: (( HOW HAVE I NEVER SEEN THIS ))
MeisterWarlock: 	*Looks at moveset*
MeisterWarlock: 	Iron Head Earthquake. . .Spark it's a robot okay. . .
MeisterWarlock: 	SURF.
Ivan: (( MAKES ENOUGH SENSE FOR ME ))
Mary: (( well ))
Mary: (( it's Godzilla ))
Ciel: (( @ Warlord ))
Mary: (( so hey, it's gotta come out of the water SOMEhow ))
Ciel: (( http://www.gamefaqs.com/boards/633202-super-smash-bros-wii-u/63890293?page=1 ))
MeisterWarlock: 	I saw in xat tipso
MeisterWarlock: 	Oh
Mary: (( KingofAwesome is Kupa then? ))
MeisterWarlock: 	the owner of mecha T-Tar
Ciel: (( Indeed. ))
Ivan: (( Who is eliott ))
MeisterWarlock: 	is a generic Miner.
MeisterWarlock: 	Yes that is Kupa
Mary: (( ...clap ))
Ivan: (( minor* ))
MeisterWarlock: 	There is also a movie where the player char uses Vigoroth/Slaking against possessed people, a giant tiki, and a Pokemon that looks like a Smady OC
	Ivan: 	>Vigoroth, tikis, Smady
	Ivan: 	so yeah, time travel PTA
	Ivan: 	Or wait no, vigoroth was in that one (HMM)
	Ivan: 	With Simon
	Ivan: 	Or no that was Zangoose (D)
MeisterWarlock: 	In this one movie
MeisterWarlock: 	you are supposed to beat level 60 smeargle with mind reader + guillotine
MeisterWarlock: 	with 40 lickitung.
Ivan: (( .... ))
Ivan: (( (HIPPO) ))
MeisterWarlock: 	. . .
MeisterWarlock: 	There is one where you battle a time machine in the first ep.
MeisterWarlock: 	Second ep is just
MeisterWarlock: 	trainer is ledian
MeisterWarlock: 	pokemon is a black belt.
Ivan: (( ....what? ))
MeisterWarlock: 	You heard me.
Ivan: (( that... ))
Ivan: (( that does not into sense ))
Mary: (( well no, he didn't ))
Mary: (( as you are not in Skype ))
MeisterWarlock: 	As in, in the future.
MeisterWarlock: 	pogeymen are masters.
MeisterWarlock: 	humans fight.
MeisterWarlock: 	olol.
Ivan: (( Well, had to happen soemtime. ))
MeisterWarlock: 	and of course
MeisterWarlock: 	the black belt that is in slavery
Ivan: (( I suppose Ledian does 4x resist Fighting ))
MeisterWarlock: 	is a nigger.
Ivan: (( so there's that ))
Ivan: (( INDEED ))
tirkaroKujo: 	>The Giant Woman
tirkaroKujo: 	MAH DIK
tirkaroKujo: 	So yeah, came back
tirkaroKujo: 	http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/The_Giant_Woman_Series
tirkaroKujo: 	Seriously, dat last battle
Mary: (( well the gang ))
Mary: (( 's all here ))
tirkaroKujo: 	Anyway
Ivan: (( how do you even..beat the last one ))
Ivan: (( you just literally can't ))
MeisterWarlock: 	I have seen enough unbeatable ones
MeisterWarlock: 	that I assume that a lot of it is scripted
MeisterWarlock: 	olol movie
	Lenton The Gallant: 	"Not that I wish to arouse any conflict. Do you wish for a reward or something of the sort, as a sign of peace?"
Ivan: (( Is MT here ))
	Ciel: 	A reward? No, sir. Ridding the world of evil is reward enough.
	Ivan: 	Yep, sure is! Just put in a good word for us...everywhere! That oughta do it.
	Lenton The Gallant: 	"Ridding the world of evil? Keheheheh...I see. Well, I shall make no waste of my newfound freedom. I am a busy man, and I can finally get back to work."
	Mary: 	Watch out better for goblins next time!
	Ivan: 	Well, you get back to work! You a soldier?
	Lenton The Gallant: 	"I do have a few parting words for you though. Have you heard of a lady by the name of Terra? She recently arrived in this land, and has grown quite a decent following. Of course, maiden Starchfeld, that's the keeper of Jeneviere's shrine mind you, says to heed away from her words. That Terra is a rather polarizing one she is..."
* Thrice rolls secretly to you: « 1d20+7 = 11 + 7 = 18 » => Invalid expression: « 1d20+7 = 11 + 7 = 18 ».
	Ciel: 	*detect evil before I forget*
tirkaroKujo: 	Terra, from what you may remember, appears to be a woman who keeps another shrine somewhere out in Greyshire. That's about all you should know though.
tirkaroKujo: 	^Should be whispered, but who cares
	Mary: 	No, not hear of her. Jeneviere's shrine sound familiar. Find someone who live there.
tirkaroKujo: 	You don't get any readings from Lenton.
	Lenton The Gallant: 	"Oh my. Were you trying to detect amounts of evil energy on me? There is no need to be so paranoid..."
	Ivan: 	Heard of her, yes! Couldn't tell you much about her, though...So her and the church of Jeneviere are at it?
tirkaroKujo: 	(Keep in mind, normally people cannot tell you are detecting evil)
	Ivan: 	Er...who's he talking to?
	Ciel: 	*closes eyes then opens* I am impressed that you could tell...and somewhat surprised.
	Mary: 	(Urgh... maybe I do hurt. A little.) *rummages through sack for healing potion*
	Mary: 	(Actually... maybe they have some in caravan? Orcs did.)
	Ivan: 	*notices* You need any more of those? From the looks of things, I'm not gonna be using any...
	Lenton The Gallant: 	"You could say it's something I picked up during my travels....keh heh heh."
	Mary: 	*ducks into caravan, looks around* I check if they had any, too. Hold on.
	Lenton The Gallant: 	"Church? Dearest me, you believe Jeneviere would be the one to run a cult?"
	Ivan: 	Well, whatever her religion was, I mean...I never did study much of it, beyond Shelyn!
	Lenton The Gallant: 	"But yes, her and Terra do not appear to get along. Odd, given how similarly they're viewed throughout their respective lands."
	Ivan: 	Tearyn*
	Ivan: 	*because shitty expy gods
tirkaroKujo: 	The caravan, looking throughout it, contains 500 GP, 2 Potions of the same consistancy of the healing potions, a trove of small arrows and daggers, and a peculiar map.
	Mary: 	Wow. Good thing we look in here. *drinks one of the potions instantly*
tirkaroKujo: 	« 1d8+2 = 5 + 2 = 7 »
Ciel: (( It's bottled AIDS, roll a fort save (D) ))
Mary: (( DON'T GIVE HIM IDEAS (D) ))
	Ivan: 	She ignored me, didn't she? Well, alright...
	Mary: 	*gathers the money and the second potion before checking out the map*
Ciel: (( The map is made of spiders. ))
Ciel: (( Roll a ref save ))
Ivan: (( We gettin more Dora the Explorer everyday ))
Mary: (( « 1d20+2 = 10 + 2 = 12 » ))
Ivan: (( Roll a Will save or you become a spider. ))
Mary: (( that might do it ))
Mary: (( « 1d20-1 = 10 - 1 = 9 » (fedup) ))
tirkaroKujo: 	The map leads to, what is clearly named, "LAKE OF THE DEAD"
	Mary: 	*IF ONLY I COULD READ*
Ivan: (( Welp, we ain't goin there ))
Ivan: (( Move along ))
tirkaroKujo: 	It appears to be near Greyshire.
	Ivan: 	« 1d20+2 = 2 + 2 = 4 » *looks ahead* Those dogs aren't coming back, are they...?
	Mary: 	*pokes head out of caravan* Find money, 500 GP. Potions, too. Drank one already, but there another. Arrows, daggers. Strange map.
	Ciel: 	A strange map?
	Ivan: 	I hear arrows? Those oughta be handy...if I can carry any more, I'm covered in quivers as it is.
	Lenton The Gallant: 	"But yes. I must carry on, fair lady." The knight turns back and begins footing his way to an indeterminate location.
	Mary: 	Maybe these better?
	Ivan: 	Ah, hi there! See you later, maybe!
	Lenton The Gallant: 	"Yes, later indeed....keheheheheh...."
	Ivan: 	Better arrows? Uh, I guess that's possible.
	Ivan: 	HEY! Wait, hold on!
	Mary: 	Strange man.
	Ivan: 	Almost forgot! Was, uh...was that your horse back there?
	Lenton The Gallant: 	"Indeed it was. Name was Enton. Quite a sad state of affairs it is. He was getting quite old, but I'd prefer he go out in a blaze of glory, as opposed to Goblinoid ambush."
	Lenton The Gallant: 	"But ah well, no need to keep living in the past."
	Ivan: 	Ah...well, sorry to bring that back up. Just checking to see if we had another kidnappee on the loose!
Mary: (( « 1d20+6 = 14 + 6 = 20 » forgot about that AIDS save ))
Mary: (( yeah, I good ))
	Ivan: 	Well...is there really any reason to stay here anymore? Unless you plan to convert the caravan to our cause?
	Mary: 	Not want check arrows?
	Mary: 	I could use backup weapon, I guess... *how tiny are these daggers*
tirkaroKujo: 	They are small sized
	Mary: 	But not these. Too tiny.
	Ivan: 	Well, sure, I suppose.
	Ciel: 	...there is something I do not like about that man.
	Ivan: 	« 1d20+6 = 6 + 6 = 12 »
tirkaroKujo: 	There is no magic anywhere
	Ivan: 	The whole laughing thing? Yeah, that was weird. Hahahaha!
	Ciel: 	It is more than that...
	Mary: 	« 1d20-1 = 10 - 1 = 9 » *may as well Sense motive, not that even a Nat 20 would get me anything*
	Mary: 	*ALL THOSE TENS*
	Ivan: 	There doesn't seem to be much of anything special about these arrows, but hey, can always use more ammo.
	Mary: 	Ha, not worth anything if you not use them. Unless you plan on selling.
tirkaroKujo: 	There are 30 arrows
	Ciel: 	He knew that I was analyzing him. That is...not normal.
	Mary: 	...*raises eyebrow* You okay to carry all that?
	Ivan: 	Not really! But, well, it shouldn't interfere with my shooting!
	Mary: 	Okay.
	Mary: 	@ Ciel: But we rescue him. Rescue from goblins, goblins bad.
	Ciel: 	Goblins are bad. Yes. But I could not get a reading on him which concerns me more...
	Ivan: 	A what now?
	Mary: 	Reading?
	Mary: 	Like, book?
	Ivan: 	You mean...magic?
	Ciel: 	I can analyze a being's aura, be it good or evil. I am not certain whether this is because of my holy connections or because I have been created to do so, but I can analyze a person's true nature with a 99.9% accuracy.
	Mary: 	Good gut?
	Ivan: 	...sounds like something else entirely...
	Ciel: 	I consider it Justice's gift. Most are not aware of me doing it, but that man was different.
	Ivan: 	Well...alright! Er, you did get the money from this thing, right?
	Mary: 	Yes. Lots.
	Ivan: 	Guess there's not much reason to stick around, then!
	Mary: 	*opens wallet/coin purse/potato, revealing 648.52 gp*
	Ivan: 	Uhh...well, that'll do it.
	Ivan: 	Going to...guess that's a lot, not gonna bother counting it out!
	Mary: 	Surprising. Not heavy.
	Mary: 	Ciel, where are we?
	Mary: 	On map.
	Ciel: 	*takes out map* I will check..
	Ivan: 	Speaking of maps! You said there was one in there, right? Can I see it?
	Mary: 	Oh, yes. It still in there.
	Mary: 	*guess I'll go get it, you lazy ass*
	Mary: 	Here.
tirkaroKujo: 	You appear to be directly on the spot the Map tells you to go. This must be it.
	Ivan: 	Oh, sorry! Well, let's see here...
	Ivan: 	...nothing, nope. Not anything important on here.
	Ciel: 	Oh...we are here...
	Ciel: 	Which means...*turns around* This must be our destination.
	Mary: 	...that easy enough. Think it that cave?
	Ivan: 	What?
	Mary: 	Or... second graveyard? There lots of those.
	Ivan: 	Gonna be a third one, apparnetly...
	Ciel: 	*glances into cave* My memory seems to recall the Father mentioning a cave.
	Ivan: 	*stuffs map into case*
tirkaroKujo: 	The cave appears to be completely pitch black
	Ciel: 	Visibility is zero.
tirkaroKujo: 	It's becomes black about 10 feet in. The ground appears to be normal terrain.
Ivan: (( spiders* ))
	Ivan: 	Uhh...well, you still set on going in...?
	Mary: 	Plenty firewood.
	Mary: 	« 1d20+4 = 18 + 4 = 22 » *str check, peels off part of the caravan to use as a torch since it's here*
	Ivan: 	...
	Ivan: 	That...that's not going to work...
	Mary: 	*SNOP(
tirkaroKujo: 	It indeed snops off
	Mary: 	*flint and steel* Crude. But work.
	Ivan: 	Er, no, that's not how torches... Uh, listen, I'll just use that magic chalk!
	Mary: 	Oh! Forget about that.
	Ivan: 	*takes out chalk* Yeah, it should give off more than enough Light!
	Mary: 	*discards "torch", throwing it behind self*
	Ciel: 	Then do you wish to lead, Ivan?
	Mary: 	*right on top of Goblin 2*
	Ivan: 	...sure!
	Ivan: 	This is the grandest day.
tirkaroKujo: 	As you head in the dark cave, it appears that it goes on for far longer than one would expect.
Ciel: (( Covered with SCORPIONS! ))
tirkaroKujo: 	As you move ever further, the ground becomes far smoother and the walls less rough. It is here that you hit a surprisingly flat wall.
Ivan: (( REPTILES* ))
Ivan: (( SUB-ZEROS* ))
Ciel: (( I assume Ivan literally hits it ))
	Ivan: 	Argh! Where the hell'd that wall come from?!
Ciel: (( And Mary sandwiches him ))
tirkaroKujo: 	However, you still cannot make out any features on the wall.
	Mary: 	*crashes into Ivan* Oof!
tirkaroKujo: 	As it is dark
tirkaroKujo: 	(GST)
	Ivan: 	AGH!
	Mary: 	...why you stop?
	Ciel: 	My sensors still have not adjusted to this darkness. I am afraid I cannot see a thing.
	Ivan: 	Oh, nothingm uch..just hit a wall...
tirkaroKujo: 	Of course, the wall appears to be have something written on it, given that you run your chalk alongside it.
	Ivan: 	A relaly STEALTHY wall.
tirkaroKujo: 	It says....
	Mary: 	Yes. Walls known for stealth.
Ciel: (( "Gimme $20" ))
	Ivan: 	They never make a sound!
tirkaroKujo: 	"He who makes me doth not want me. He who buy me doth not need me. He who useth me does not care. Who am I?"
	Mary: 	*takes a few steps back*
	Ivan: 	Huh? There's something written on it...?
	Ciel: 	What does it say? I cannot see from back here...
	Mary: 	Yes. Looks like... words.
	Ivan: 	*READ IT OUT LOUD*
	Ivan: 	S*
	Ivan: 	Some kind of riddle, I think...
Mary: (( show of hands for who's seen this riddle ))
Mary: (( just me? Well alright then ))
Ivan: (( only you ))
Ivan: (( Cause you're a fag ))
Mary: (( basically ))
	Ciel: 	Who am I...?
	Mary: 	You Ciel.
	Ivan: 	Er...we're supposed to give an answer...
	Ciel: 	I am trying to come up with one.
	Mary: 	*like -I- know the answer*
Ciel: (( But you do out of character (D) ))
Mary: (( well yeah (D) ))
Ivan: (( I do now ))
Ivan: (( due to agi giving me a randomly somehow helpful hint ))
Ivan: (( But again, Ivan wouldn't ))
Mary: (( I'm good at hints (chew) ))
Ciel: (( Well...roll Int to try and bs our way through? ))
Ivan: (( Sure ))
Mary: (( do YOU have Int? ))
	Ivan: 	[1d20+2
	Ivan: 	« 1d20+2 = 8 + 2 = 10 »
Ivan: (( no ))
Ciel: (( I have 10 int ))
	Mary: 	« 1d20-1 = 4 - 1 = 3 »
	Ciel: 	« 1d20 = 15 »
Ciel: (( So crose ))
You whisper to MarthTrinity: Keep in mind what was outside of the cave
You whisper to MarthTrinity: do you notice anything peculiar?
	Ivan: 	So...
	Ivan: 	We just gonna have to sit around and...think this out?
	Ciel: 	I...believe I understand.
	Mary: 	*looks around* Why need solve riddle? It just a wall.
	Ivan: 	You're...
	Ivan: 	Well, we probably need to get past it...
	Ivan: 	I'm guessing it's one of those types of things.
Mary: (( do we see, like ))
Mary: (( does the tunnel END in this wall ))
tirkaroKujo: 	Yes
Mary: (( any other objects lying around besides it ))
Mary: (( like, iunno, the answer to the riddle ))
	Ivan: 	*reaches out* I wonder if it's Magic...*casts detect magic in this way, fuck off Agi you ain't beheading me for being a heretic*
	Mary: 	*beheads Thrice for being a heretic, leaves Ivan unscathed*
	Ivan: 	*naw*
Ciel: (( And I figured it out but I have to figure out how to answer it in character (HIPPO) ))
tirkaroKujo: 	It does not appear to be magical.
tirkaroKujo: 	There is, however, some magic afoot behind it.
	Ivan: 	....no, there doesn't seem to be anything magical about it...
	Ivan: 	The wall itself, anyways...
Ivan: (( Well I could answer it in-character ))
Ivan: (( if my character knew the answer ))
Mary: (( basically. ))
Mary: (( seriously, the shit is this supposed to go down ))
Mary: (( « 1d10+9 = 4 + 9 = 13 » *breaks wall in half* ))
	Ciel: 	Why would the person who uses it not care either way about it? Furthermore, what's something that someone purchases for someone else who does not care about it? And who makes something but does not want it for someone who will not use it theirself but rather for someone who does not care?
	Ivan: 	Uhh...fruitcake?
	Ciel: 	Precisely. Wait. No, that is incorrect.
Ivan: (( that's a totally legit answer ))
MeisterWarlock is disconnected.
MeisterWarlock is disconnected.
	Mary: 	Not understand.
	Ivan: 	Well if it's not that, then I
	Ivan: 	'm kind of stumped...
	Ciel: 	I think our answer is closer than we realize. We passed several of these on the way here. There are some right outside the entrance to this cave, if I am not mistaken.
	Mary: 	Trees?
	Ivan: 	...goblins?
	Ivan: 	Who buys a goblin?
	Mary: 	« 1d20-1 = 14 - 1 = 13 »
	Ivan: 	« 1d20+2 = 7 + 2 = 9 »
	Ciel: 	Remember the graveyards we passed? A person who makes a coffin does not want it. The person who buys it does not need it. The person who uses it does not care. Because they are dead. I believe that to be our answer. It would make sense, no?
	Ivan: 	I...I still think it could be a fruitcake...
Ivan: (( Because rolls 100% dictate how intelligent your character is ))
Ciel: (( obv ))
	Mary: 	Well... THINK I understand.
	Mary: 	but even if coffin, how that useful?
	Mary: 	Use coffin to smash wall?
tirkaroKujo: 	The door, seemingly reading the word "Coffin", begins to click and unlock itself. Voice-activatied it appears.
	Ivan: 	Er..maybe we need what's IN the coff---or that...
	Mary: 	Oh! That easy.
Ciel: (( And I never in a billion years would've gotten that without tirk's hint (HIPPO) ))
Mary: (( baaaasically ))
Mary: (( next one is "man", by the way ))
tirkaroKujo: 	The door proceeds to automatically open up, and lead to a short hallway ending in a peculiar room
Ivan: (( Nope, it's "egg" ))
	Ciel: 	Shall we proceed?
	Ivan: 	How was that not magic? Well...alright.
Ivan: (( Sure, proceedin ))
	Mary: 	Yes. That what we here for.
	Ciel: 	*continues*
	Mary: 	*follows, dammit Ivan, now we're blind*
	Ivan: 	*YES, I ALREADY SAID I WAS PROCEEDING*
tirkaroKujo: 	There is a new map just up ahead. Spawn on the bottom.
Tokens dropped onto map 'Golem Chamber'
Tokens dropped onto map 'Golem Chamber'
tirkaroKujo: 	The room is dimly lit with various candles, and appears to be laden with random books. In the center is a strange being, unmoving and bound by straps.
Tokens dropped onto map 'Golem Chamber'
Ivan: 	....what the?
	Ivan: 	*
	Ciel: 	What is that...?
	Mary: 	That... look very strange.
	Mary: 	*approaches cautiously*
	Ivan: 	Hey, you might not want to go near i--oh, fine...
tirkaroKujo: 	The golem, still unmoving, does nothing to change it's position.
	Mary: 	That... thing alive?
Ciel: (( Surprised Ivan isn't fapping over those books ))
Ivan: (( Eh, he cannot learn spells from them ))
Ivan: (( They're of no use ))
	Ivan: 	But what's the point of all the books...?
	Ciel: 	*slowly walks up steps*
	Ivan: 	There some sort of Magic going on? *looks around*
	magic-everywhere-in-this-bitch: 	Basically
tirkaroKujo: 	But no, really, there's lots of magic to be found here.
	Ivan: 	Guh...
	Mary: 	Ciel.
tirkaroKujo: 	All around indeed.
	Ivan: 	Not..not surprising..
	Mary: 	That evil?
	Ciel: 	*detect evil*
tirkaroKujo: 	Nothing here sets off your sensors.
	Ciel: 	I am detecting no evil here...
You whisper to Thrice: The main aura appears to be eminating from the Golem, but the architecture itself, including the pillars, all radiate with magic power.
	Mary: 	You say this something to do with how you made... maybe it speak.
	Ivan: 	This place is...strange...
	Ciel: 	Hello? Are you...alive?
tirkaroKujo: 	The thing appears to react ever so slightly to your call. Not much more than a twitch.
	Ivan: 	*guess I'll look at the books, then*
tirkaroKujo: 	The books appear to mostly be logbooks, judging by the covers and first few pages.
tirkaroKujo: 	A few of them on the bottom are clearly golem manuals, but they're too complex for one such as you to make left or right of.
	Mary: 	Try again.
	Ciel: 	Hello...? *places hand on* Do you understand me?
tirkaroKujo: 	On the very, very bottom is a small book. Most strikingly, this book has a face printed on the cover.
tirkaroKujo: 	The thing twitches some more until one of the faces opens it's eyes.
	Ivan: 	*takes it, causes entire stack to collapse*
	Mistake: 	"...." the being looks around before locking it's gaze onto Ciel.
	Mistake: 	The face puts on a bleak, almost angry face and flatly says, "You're an abomination. Terminate yourself."
	Ciel: 	?!
	Ciel: 	*steps back*
	Mary: 	(D) What that thing say?
tirkaroKujo: 	The stack collaspes, leaving the strange book in your hands. The face depicts a young man with closed eyes and pink hair.
	Mary: 	No, really. What it say? Seem bad.
	Mistake: 	"You heard me. Stop living. You don't belong in this world. Kill yourself. You should not exist."
	Ciel: 	I am...-abomination?
	Ivan: 	*reads book, barely pays attention*
Mary: (( QQ ))
Tokens dropped onto map 'Golem Chamber'
	Mistake: 	The face continues to set it's piercing gaze onto Ciel. "This is all your fault. This is all Anselme's fault. He couldn't get over it. He could never get over it."
	Mistake: 	"Kill yourself. You horrible abomination."
	Ciel: 	....*stares at the mistake*...
Ivan: (( eat it, MT ))
Ivan: (( it restores one HP and 1 FP ))
tirkaroKujo: 	The book is written in a strange language. You cannot make out what it could possibly be."
	Mary: 	Ciel NOT abomination. Not listen, Ciel, not kill yourself. This thing not understand.
	Mistake: 	"You're a fraud. Please, die. You are a product. A product of madness."
	Ciel: 	A prouct...?
	Ivan: 	Well, what the hell is this...
	Ciel: 	*product
	Ivan: 	*stuffs it into backpack* Maybe someone'll be able to decipher it...
	Mistake: 	"A product. A product. You have it now. You should never exist. Anselme could not get over it."
	Mistake: 	"There are others like you. I am like you. I am an abomination. I should not exist."
	Ciel: 	The Father created you as well...?
	Mary: 	That make this your brother?
* Thrice rolls secretly to you: « 1d20+7 = 12 + 7 = 19 » Do I know what the penis these are for => Invalid expression: « 1d20+7 = 12 + 7 = 19 » Do I know what the penis these are for.
	Ciel: 	Brother...?
	Mistake: 	"Disgusting, is it not. Sadly, we are not the only ones. There are others out there. Others spreading lies. Those horrible creatures. They should all just die. Father Anselme should die."
You whisper to Thrice: You can tell that there are a few switches on it
* Thrice rolls to you: « 1d20 = 5 » Can I see this as well? Will save to avoid flipping em => Invalid expression: « 1d20 = 5 » Can I see this as well? Will save to avoid flipping em.
Ivan: (( Welp, failed that one. ))
	Ciel: 	I-...I am not the abomination! I protect people! In the name of Justice, I protect the innocent from the evils of this world! Father Anselme was a great man! How dare you..!
tirkaroKujo: 	indeed
	Ivan: 	Now what could these do...
	Ivan: 	*flips switches*
	Mistake: 	"You are delusional. Here. I will tell you of your true natur-"
tirkaroKujo: 	The pillars begin to crack and spark, sending many bolts of lightning towards the Mistake's body, bounding him in pure energy.
	Ivan: 	*looks* ....Wasn't me!
	Mary: 	!!!
	Mistake: 	"AAAAAAAAAAARRRRRGGGGHHH!!!!!!" The creature yells in agony as he's slowly fried.
	Ciel: 	?!?
	Mary: 	What happ-
	Ivan: 	*HIDES BEHIND BOOKS*
	Ivan: 	« 1d20+8-3 = 20 + 8 - 3 = 25 »
	Ivan: 	*MMM*
Ciel: (( You dick (D) ))
Mary: (( well you ASS (D) ))
Ivan: (( Hey, all I did was hit the switches ))
Ivan: (( How was I supposed to know what would happen ))
	Mary: 	Where Ivan go??
	Mary: 	You okay, Ivan!?
	Mary: 	*no, I obv don't see you*
tirkaroKujo: 	The creature continues to be striken by horrific lightning bolts, the screams of all of his many faces filling the room.
	Ivan: 	Uh...I'm okay...what was that?! I kind of...hit the deck when I heard crackling...
	Ciel: 	S-..stop this! STOP IT! *hurriedly looks around the room*
	Mary: 	Where, how...?!
	Mary: 	*smacks this pillar, Power Attack, fuck else am I supposed to do* « 1d10+9 = 5 + 9 = 14 »
	Ivan: 	*pokes switch with whip handle from hiding place*
tirkaroKujo: 	The pillar breaks apart
tirkaroKujo: 	Sure, the contraption is finally set off, silencing the madness.
	Mistake: 	The creature, has now been put out of it's misery.
	Mary: 	Ah..
	Ivan: 	Did...did breaking the pillar do it?
	Mary: 	I think so..
	Ciel: 	.......
	Mary: 	*pokes it with club*
	Ivan: 	*gets up*
	Ivan: 	Is it..safe now?
	Mary: 	It... it survive that?
tirkaroKujo: 	It remains quite dead
	Ciel: 	...No life signs detected...
	Mary: 	...
	Ciel: 	I was...so very close...*drops down to knees and puts hand on mistake*
	Ivan: 	What...was that thing?
	Mary: 	It... it something like Ciel.
	Ciel: 	So very close to having so many unresolved questions answered...
	Ivan: 	Yeah...what, uh...bad timing.... Maybe someone did it to...silence him?
Mary: (( WHY CAN I NOT PUNCH YOU ))
Ivan: (( Ivan is Father Anselme ))
	Mary: 	There still hope! Something in those books..?
Ivan: (( he couldn't have the goelm telling you that (D) ))
Ciel: (( Also, where were switches even mentioned? Did tirk tell you to press them or did I just miss it? ))
Ivan: (( It was in a whisper conversation ))
tirkaroKujo: 	Pretty sure it was whispered to me
Ivan: (( I had no idea what they would do ))
Ciel: (( Ah ))
Mary: (( I assume the one you flipped just had a GIANT LIGHTNING BOLT ON IT ))
Ivan: (( IT WASN'T DESCRIBED (D) ))
Ivan: (( tirkaroKujo whispers: You can tell that there are a few switches on it ))
Ivan: (( That was all I got (D0 ))
	Ciel: 	*puts hands on knees* Do the books say anything, Ivan?
	Ivan: 	Uhh...well, there was one that looked interesting...but I can't read it!
	Ivan: 	I can check the others...
	Ciel: 	*turns back to mistake* Am I truly an abomination...? A product of madness...? I cannot believe that...I cannot...
	Mary: 	Of course not. You different.
	Mary: 	But... that thing LIKE you...
	Mary: 	Not know.
	Ciel: 	If I am different, then why? Who was this then...? Were they a human as well...?
	Ciel: 	Was I...ever human?
	Ivan: 	Maybe...we can find someone who CAN read this book..?
	Mary: 	Ciel, I not know where you come from. Beyond where I can understand.
	Mary: 	But you here now. You try to do good, stick to your vows. Make Father happy.
	Mary: 	It not matter where you come from. It matter where you go.
	Ivan: 	Uhh...yeah! Did you, uh, really need to find that out...?
Ivan: (( Sides, hey, at least it doesn't spoil everything right at the start! ))
Mary: (( you are an asscock ))
Ivan: (( I didn't even do it on purpose ))
Mary: (( don't even try to justify it (D) ))
	Ciel: 	Did I...really need to find out...?
Mary: (( YES, PROBABLY ))
	Ivan: 	Well...from the way it was talking..maybe it's better if you don't know...?
	Mary: 	If it really important to you... maybe there still hope.
	Mary: 	He say there others. Others like him. Like you.
	Ciel: 	Others like me...yes...yes there are...but I do not wish to continue on unaware of who or what I am. The truth is important to me, whether I like what the reality is or not...
	Mary: 	FIND others then. Maybe they know more.
	Ivan: 	Maybe! Uh, you want me to grab some of these, then...?
	Ciel: 	Affirmative...
	Mary: 	*gets down*
	Ciel: 	*perception to see if I see those switches* « 1d20-2 = 12 - 2 = 10 »
Ivan: (( Well, they're in the correct order now ))
tirkaroKujo: 	You probably do see switches, yes
Ivan: (( And I thnk they're buttons ))
Mary: (( you dead ))
Mary: (( you super daed ))
Ivan: (( Eh, I can run. ))
tirkaroKujo: 	including one with a lightning bolt, oh god, I just had to do it, sorry
	Ivan: 	FFFFFFFFFFUCK YOUUUUUUU
Mary: (( (cool) ))
	Ivan: 	*obv not in-character
	Mary: 	« 1d20-1 = 8 - 1 = 7 »
	Ciel: 	*walks past books* ....? *sees switches* What are these...? *runs hand over lightning bolt switch*
	Mary: 	Any of these say where others are?
	Ivan: 	Well, again...there's this one, but I cna't decipher it.
You whisper to Thrice: are you actually holding the book out
Ivan whispers: sure
	Mary: 	Just one useful?
	Ivan: 	Are you talking about books?
	Ivan: 	@Ciel
	Ivan: 	Er, I don't know..most of them are things like..logs, like a kind of diary.
tirkaroKujo: 	The book itself begins eminating ever so slightly towards Ciel. Nothing too forceful, just a bit of a tug towards her direction, seemingly through an unseen force.
	Ivan: 	Huh? What's up with this book?
Ciel: (( The switch not do anything a second time? ))
tirkaroKujo: 	Oh, didn't realize you actually HIT it, sorry
Ciel: (( No problem (chew) ))
Mary: (( SO ))
Mary: (( best get those damage dice refreshed ))
tirkaroKujo: 	So yes, the same thing happens. The center begins to utterly crackle and spark with the same force as before. However, the golem lying too prone to take any of it, leading the lightning towards eachother.
tirkaroKujo: 	I entirely assume that's how lightning works, and if it does not, fak u
	Ivan: 	W-WHOA?!
	Ciel: 	...? *presses switch again*
	Mary: 	?!? *jumps back, holding club in ready position*
	Ivan: 	Why's it happening again?
	Ivan: 	@
	Ivan: 	!*
	Ivan: 	?@!
tirkaroKujo: 	It turns off
	Ciel: 	...*stares at Ivan*
	Mary: 	It happen again!
	Ivan: 	I...I was worried for a second there...
tirkaroKujo: 	May as well rev up that Gnome PC.
Tokens dropped onto map 'Golem Chamber'
	Forz: 	you're not revving anyone up (D)
Mary: (( except Harley ))
	Forz: 	Naw.
Ivan: (( I can't sense that you're staring at me (WARY) ))
Ciel: (( Can you sense my sword in your brain? (D) ))
Ivan: (( Maybe. ))
Ivan: (( We'll have to see. ))
Mary: (( are you seriously intending on killing Ivan here ))
Ciel: (( Of course not, I'm lawful good ))
Ivan: (( I might be able to take her ))
Ivan: (( YOu never know ))
tirkaroKujo: 	It'd be quite a night to remember
Ivan: (( YOU JUST KILLED LIKE EIGHT PEOPLE ))
Mary: (( Lawful good would enjoy it ))
Ciel: (( Who were evil, yes. ))
Ivan: (( Well, use Detect Evil, tirk might've changed my alignment from that ))
Mary: (( but yes, all you've done is stare an him, and he's facing away ))
Ivan: (( he did it with Hendrix ))
	Ciel: 	You activated that before....?
	Ivan: 	What..? Who?
	Mary: 	Do what?
	Ivan: 	Uh..yeah, activated what?
Mary: (( I'm going to say fucking bluff check ))
	Ivan: 	« 1d20+2 = 17 + 2 = 19 »
Ivan: (( Suck a dick ))
Mary: (( and bitch, she does NOT want to believe you ))
tirkaroKujo: 	GM fiat
Mary: (( what sort of penalties are we applying here ))
tirkaroKujo: 	You get a free hero point in exchange for that failing miserably
Mary: (( so yeah, MT, roll Sense Motive ))
Mary: (( use your own hero point if you want ))
Ciel: (( Thought tirk just said it failed? ))
Mary: (( I guess you fail and get a free hero point ))
Ivan: (( So you're just saying it failed? Well okay (D) ))
Mary: (( or... well, check that ))
Ciel: (( I'd take it, Ciel ain't gonna kill you. ))
Ivan: (( Alright, it failed ))
Ivan: (( Also ))
tirkaroKujo: 	Indeed
Ivan: (( >Paladin ))
Ivan: (( >not gonna kill me ))
Ivan: (( pick one ))
Ciel: (( I LIED, GONNA MURDER YOUR ASS (D) ))
Ivan: (( or multiclass ))
Mary: (( two hero points to cheat death (chew) ))
Mary: (( but yeah, make your move ))
Ivan: (( I HAD two (HIPPO) ))
	Ciel: 	How could you...? -Why- would you...?
	Ivan: 	Urh...ah...I didn't mean to! I just...I hit the switch...How was I supposed to know what was gonna happen?!
	Mary: 	You... hit switch?
	Mary: 	*hits switch again* This?
tirkaroKujo: 	Same thing happens, you know the drill
	Mary: 	*flips it off*
	Mary: 	*flips it on again*
	Mary: 	*flips it off*
	Mary: 	This one with big lightning bolt?
	Ivan: 	S-Stop that!
	Ivan: 	A what on it?
	Mary: 	This zigzag.
	Mary: 	Look like lightning.
	Ivan: 	O-oh...uh...maybe...
	Mary: 	How you not have IDEA what this does?
	Ciel: 	*closes eyes* ........
	Ivan: 	I wasn't even looking at it...!
	Ivan: 	Not closely...
	Ciel: 	You would be that careless?
	Ivan: 	Well...I thought it might...I don't know! I'm interested in these kinds of places...
	Mary: 	How...you realize what you do?
	Ivan: 	Uh, well...I...wasn't paying a lot of attention to the conversation...
	Mary: 	Ciel... you explain. I wait.
	Ivan: 	..huh? Where're you going?
	Mary: 	*walks away, avoiding eye contact with Ivan*
	Mary: 	*just over here*
	Ciel: 	There is...nothing to explain.
	Ivan: 	W-what?! I mean...I caught some of it, but...
	Ciel: 	*snatches book away* All of my questions could have been answered. Right here and now. Now I can only pray that someone else holds the answers I seek. *walks past* I am...upset, Ivan. But it is not in my nature...or perhaps my programming, to hold a grudge.
tirkaroKujo: 	The book, upon being set in your (Ciel's) hands, begins to open it's eyes and stare at Ivan from his position.
	Ivan: 	L-listen...I really didn't know what it'd do... I, uh...not that it matters, but...I apologize.. Maybe...I can read that book...
Ivan: (( Well, doesn't matter ))
Ivan: (( I'm dead ))
tirkaroKujo: 	The book itself begins to shake and move in Ciel's hands. The face that adorned it pops out ever so slightly, and it looks about at it's surroundings, with a very cynical look about it's face.
	Ciel: 	?! W-...what?
	Alislav: 	"Uggrgh, stop..." The book speaks with a smooth, deep tone. "Stop that incessant yelling. It's getting on my nerves...."
	Mary: 	What? Who there?
	Ivan: 	....wah...what?! Come on, this isn't right! Magic's one thing, but this is just...insane!
	Alislav: 	"I am a being on incomperable importance, and yet you appoacheth me like a common cockroach...."
	Alislav: 	"Bah! This is why I hate dealing with people...."
	Ciel: 	I...apologize? I did not realize you were actually a living being...
* Thrice rolls to you: « 1d20 = 2 » => Invalid expression: « 1d20 = 2 ».
	Mary: 	Book that read self?
	Alislav: 	"I am a text of the darkest kind...the arcane type. If you can hear me, you must be close to that fool Anselme."
	Ivan: 	Then...then don't deal with us! Go back to not dealing with us at all, that would be great!
	Ciel: 	The...darkest kind?
	Alislav: 	"My stars are you such an annoying individual. How is it that I am bound here, and not you?"
	Alislav: 	"Nonetheless, I would not be surprised if you burn my pages anyway."
	Alislav: 	"For I have long since passed my usefulness. I am only used for dark purposes. Or so I presume."
	Mary: 	That book... evil, then?
	Ciel: 	*obligatory detect evil with obvious results*
Mary: (( maybe ))
Ciel: (( Clearly it's so evil it causes me physical harm ))
	Alislav: 	Your sensors clearly want nothing to do with this text. In fact, it quite reccommends you burn it immediately.
	Ivan: 	Uhh..could you just go? I..I'll read you later, if that's what you're after!
	Ciel: 	This...book is not lying...ngh...it is evil indeed....
	Mary: 	Why it here?
tirkaroKujo: 	So yes, it's detected as evil, in case there is any confusion.
	Alislav: 	"I am here for nefarious purposes. I would give specifics, if I were so inclined."
MeisterWarlock has connected.
	Ivan: 	...well you...
	Ivan: 	Don't seem to be capable of much...
tirkaroKujo: 	Nope, sorry MW
Ivan: (( you missed teh best part ))
Ivan: (( Go home ))
tirkaroKujo: 	You missed all the fun
Mary: (( INDEED ))
Ivan: (( YOu'll have to look at the log ))
Mary: (( that FUCKING LOG, man ))
MeisterWarlock: 	I did not even bother to notice it had logged out.
	Alislav: 	"Don't seem to be capable of much? If I felt like it, I could swat you like the fly you are."
	Alislav: 	"Bwah hah hah! I am the cursed arcane text Alislav! My very name brings kingdoms to their knees!"
* Thrice rolls secretly to you: « 1d20+7 = 15 + 7 = 22 » => Invalid expression: « 1d20+7 = 15 + 7 = 22 ».
	Ciel: 	Alislav...?
You whisper to Thrice: nope, you don't got a clue what this guy is on about
	Ivan: 	What?! You'd think I'd have heard of you...
	Alislav: 	"Well of course. How long has it been? Centuries? Milennia? "
	Alislav: 	"But with a single word, I can shatter the universe itself."
	Mary: 	And... you here, in cave alongside road, by monster made of faces?
	Ivan: 	Well why haven't you...?
	Alislav: 	"You want to try me?"
	Alislav: 	"Well fine. Prepare to....."
	Alislav: 	"Prepare to.....erm...."
Ciel: (( BREATH SPIDERS. ))
	Alislav: 	"Oh my. It appears time has not been kind to me. My memory seems to escape me."
	Ivan: 	Well, uh...good?
	Alislav: 	"Nonetheless, there must be some reason I have re-awoke. And I do not take you for mere bandits."
	Mary: 	No. Bandits dead.
	Ivan: 	Y-yeah...bandits, goblins...
	Ivan: 	I've got no clue what awoke you, though...
	Ciel: 	How do you know the Father...?
	Alislav: 	"The Father? Who?"
	Ciel: 	Father Anselme..
	Alislav: 	"Oh, you mean that fool who used me for his purposes."
	Alislav: 	"Yes, I am all too familiar with him. Oh my do I wish I were not. He used me in some sort of last-ditch effort. Somehow."
MeisterWarlock: 	Ratichu: yes it is real. To get this pokemon have a raticate and pikachu in your pokemon group, only these 2 then leave the game on for an hour come back, and pikachu will be sick, take him to the pokecenter and he will have a baby, called Ratichu, it's number is 163.
Ivan: (( Makes sense ))
	Ciel: 	Last-ditch effort? For what?
	Ivan: 	U-used you?! Should we...even ask?
	Alislav: 	The book gives yet another wry face. "Reanimation purposes. Of the sort. He was never quite good at this, hmm, what would you call it, reanimation? Rebirth? Reincarnation?"
	Mary: 	This all over my head.
	Alislav: 	"Either way, he used me as a front for his mistakes. What a shame."
	Ivan: 	Wait, he was some kind of necromancer...?
Mary: (( aw lawd, paladin zombie ))
	Alislav: 	"Necromancer? Oh heavens no. Only in his dreams could he wish to achieve such goals."
	Ciel: 	*twinge of pain*...why would he use something so evil...?
	Alislav: 	"Why? Is it really my place to tell you that?"
	Alislav: 	"Certainly, even your so-called "Father" would want to hide a few skeletons in his closet."
	Alislav: 	"What would I be to go against his orders? Hahahaha...."
Ivan: (( you want me to nat 20 a Use Magic Device check and MAKE YOU ))
Ivan: (( I will, don't doubt me (D) ))
	Ciel: 	....did he use this book to...create....me...?
	Alislav: 	"Hmm, you're on the right track. In fact, you could say exactly that. Consider me Anselme's partner in your birth....no, wait, please don't. Oh me, why did I say that. That's just horrifying and disgusting, oh god, I'm going to be sick."
	Ivan: 	...Okay, this is starting to go over MY head! So he...READ YOU, and used that knowledge to create...Ciel and...that thing?
	Alislav: 	"Why yes, you pathetic vermin. Are you proud of yourself to coming to that conclusion? Do you want a prize for your effort? I'm certain you're at your peak here."
	Ivan: 	Well...then why couldn't I read you?! If this guy was as pathetic as you say, surely he couldn't have been all that skilled...
	Alislav: 	"And then realize where that places you in the chain."
	Alislav: 	"My point remains."
	Ciel: 	*glares at Ivan* So why did you...activate...when I touched the book?
	Mary: 	*weak smile* And there no way I could read.
	Ivan: 	Gh...well, fine...not as if I really...deserve to read it anyways...
	Alislav: 	"It appears that is what I am programmed to do. It's something of a security measure. Perhaps the fool foresaw you coming here? It's very much possible."
	Alislav: 	"Now please, if you have no proper questions to ask, leave me be."
	Ciel: 	....what do you know about me? Why was I created? Why did I..."succeed"...when that one over there failed? Why do I not remember anything from before the Father created me? I have far too many questions to ask, I am not sure if you would consider them proper however
	Alislav: 	"Hmm, well...sorry to say, but much of that information has faded...though I do have some juicy key excerpts to read from left over."
	Alislav: 	"Tell me, do you believe yourself to be Anselme's only daughter?"
	Alislav: 	"Or rather...do you believe yourself to be Anselme's daughter, period?"
	Ciel: 	I am aware that their are others as well...
	Alislav: 	"Well yes. There are probably many abominations he's churned out."
	Alislav: 	"But hmm....tell me, do you recognize this image?"
	Alislav: 	The book rolls his eyes back as he begins to wheeze and hack something from his mouth. It appears to be a portrait.
	Ivan: 	...what the hell kind of book is this?!
	Alislav: 	"Pretty sure I got it right...." The picture depicts the Anselme and his wife standing next to a young girl. Said young girl looks almost exactly like Ciel.
	Ciel: 	That girl...she looks...like me...
	Alislav: 	"Why yes. Are you familliar with a girl named Annette?"
	Mary: 	I have a net.
	Alislav: 	"Of course you would not. What am I saying."
	Ciel: 	...
	Alislav: 	"Oh yes, Anselme loved her daughter more than anything in the world. Nothing made him happier than to see the smile of Annette after a long day of preaching to the masses."
	Alislav: 	*Loves his daughter
	Alislav: 	*LOVED DAMMIT
Ivan: (( clap ))
	Alislav: 	"But of course, and here's the thing....Anselme, above all else, was a holy man. And Annette, contrary to her appearance, was far from what many in Ferdinand, or Taleros in general, would consider 'Holy'"
	Alislav: 	"Oh, the things she went out of her way to do...and what she went out of her way to prevent. But even with all of her shortcomings, Anselme still loved her with all of his heart."
	Alislav: 	"Of course, none of the higher ranks in Ferdinand shared the same sentiment. It was ultimately decided, against the fool's will, to have his daughter, erm...what would one call it? Lobotomization? Brainwashed? It was something, but it may as well have been execution as far as she was concerned."
	Alislav: 	"Knowing all this, oh poor Annette, she lost all hope. All hope for Taleros and her people vanished. She simply impaled herself with a dagger, taking her life away before anyone else could."
	Alislav: 	"So yes. What does that have to do with you? Oh, let me hear a guess."
	Ciel: 	...I am...her...?
	Alislav: 	"Hahaha! You're...sort of right. That was his intention, so one may assume that."
	Alislav: 	"But what did he end up doing? When simply reviving her failed, he instead decided to recreate her. Recreate her essence, recreate her drive. To do this, he merely cloned Annette's essence into a golem. There were others Anselme made, but you were the intended, final product."
	Alislav: 	"So congratulations. You know all there is to care about."
	Ciel: 	*stares in disbelief* The intended product...so I do not have memories of beforehand...because I did not exist?
	Alislav: 	"You could say that, yes. You were merely a cloned version of Ann...pffthaha, I can't kid myself here. You're more of a construct modeled after Anselme's idealized view of Annette."
	Ciel: 	An idealized version created by the Father...this is...difficult to grasp...
	Alislav: 	"Consider yourself a reincarnation of her, if it helps you sleep at night. OH RIGHT! HAHAHAHAHA!"
Ciel: (( anyone else alive btw? (waru) ))
Ivan: (( I'm not gonna interrupt this monologue ))
Ivan: (( (CHEW) ))
Mary: (( hanging in there, I think I need to go swap out my contacts ))
Mary: (( I'm all but dead on Skype ))
	Alislav: 	"It's not really all that hard to understand. I mean, my word, this isn't exactly an uncommon occurance on my end."
	Alislav: 	"But yes. That's all the information you'll need for today. Anything else, and I'm sure there's more to it, but like the 7 hells I'll bother to care about it, is far since faded away."
	Mary: 	It... not common, really.
	Mary: 	Not happen often.
	Ivan: 	Not often at all....
	Ivan: 	I...this isn't my business..you two just discuss what you will...
	Ciel: 	I...sort of an abomination then...a fake human made with dark magic...
Mary: (( Hey, broken english is my schtick (D) ))
	Ciel: 	*am
	Alislav: 	"Of the blackest kind. Of course, if this is too much to handle, you may kindly forget about what you've just heard."
	Alislav: 	"I only do as I am told after all."
	Ivan: 	Maybe...but who cares?! You weren't evil before, why would you be so now?! Aww...forget it...
	Ciel: 	I am not evil...I know that...
	Mary: 	Ciel...? This what we come here for
	Ciel: 	Part of me is concerned about this news....
	Ciel: 	...but I realize that it was done because Father Anselme...father...did it because he loved me. Or loved "me."
Tokens dropped onto map 'Golem Chamber'
	Alislav: 	"Believe what you may. My work here is done at last. I shall rest yet again, if you don't mind."
	Mary: 	*shakes head to dislodge Lungefish* « 1d20+2 = 10 + 2 = 12 » *ref check*
	Mary: 	*or...*
	Mary: 	*that's a CMB check or something* (D)
	Ivan: 	*shoots Lungefish off Mary's head* « 1d20+4+1 = 17 + 4 + 1 = 22 »
	Ivan: 	(COOL)
	Ciel: 	I see...*nods, places book on platform to left*
	Ivan: 	Well... Now what do you two plan to do? Are you taking the book with you...?
	Mary: 	*shrug* This Ciel's choice. Her life, her past.
	Ciel: 	...This book is evil regardless of how helpful it has been. I have no desire to take it with us.
	Ivan: 	Well...that's even less reason to leave it here, isn't it?
	Mary: 	Book say we should destroy it.
	Ivan: 	And you...agree with it?
	Mary: 	If it not want to live...
	Ivan: 	It wanted to end the world! All you know, destroying it could lead to that...
	Ciel: 	I am uncertain if we have the strength to destroy it...it may be best if we seal it away and block the entrance to this cave.
Mary: (( maybe with a better riddle. ))
	Ivan: 	...with what?
	Ivan: 	A rock?
	Mary: 	Anyone know riddles?
	Ivan: 	If you really want to destroy it, well...
	Ivan: 	You've all the power you need, right here
	Ivan: 	.
	Ciel: 	There is a difference between destroying the form it has taken and destroying the entity. As you yourself said, destroying its physical shell could provide more hazardous than leaving it be...
Tokens dropped onto map 'Golem Chamber'
	LungeFish: 	THIS ISN'T EVEN MY FINAL FORM
	Ivan: 	Haha! That lightning ought to destroy both... But, well, in any case, I don't think we can just seal it.
Ivan: (( YES IT IS ))
Ivan: (( NOW SHUT UP ))
	Mary: 	What you suggest, Ivan?
	Mary: 	No wait, I guess. More lightning.
	Ivan: 	I don't think we should destroy it at all, actually! Just..take it with you. Don't give it to any of those priests, though,,,
	Mary: 	*blinks* That... seem very, very dangerous.
	Ciel: 	I...do not wish to be near this book more than I have to be. I have learned a great deal from it but I feel...strange...having held it.
	Mary: 	Can see book?
	Ivan: 	Then...give it to Eriel! I don't know!
Ciel: (( I set it down already ))
	Mary: 	*guess I'll take it then*
	Alislav: 	The book is once again sunken in, unresponsive to anything of the sort.
	Mary: 	Have very bad feeling.
	Ivan: 	Well, you don't have to keep it if you don't want to! Do what you will with it, I guess...not my place to say.
	Mary: 	*shakes head* No, not okay with this. I put it back.
	Mary: 	*does so*
	Ivan: 	....
	Ivan: 	YOu really want to...leave it here? Anyone can get in here! Well, anyone who takes the time to pay attention to scenery...
	Mary: 	Why they bother?
	Mary: 	Not easy to get here. We only here for Ciel.
	Ivan: 	I'm not sure. Maybe they know of the book? Maybe they're like Ciel themselves...
	Ciel: 	...we will bring the book with us.
	Mary: 	*cautious glance at Ciel* ...you sure? Why change mind?
	Ciel: 	We will bring the book, but we will hand it over to the first Church of Justice we see. Ivan is correct. Someone could find this book if they desire to do so...and I am not informed on the origins of this entity to know whether or not disposing of the book will cause greater problems.
	Ivan: 	....Didn't I say not to give it to one of those priests...? Well, do what you want, I guess...
	Ciel: 	You have said far too many things, Ivan.
	Mary: 	*picks book back up* Alright, Ciel. If you say so.
	Alislav: 	The book weighs about 5 lbs
	Ciel: 	You cannot seem to make up your mind on this issue, and it is concerning. I would rather the book be in the hands of someone responsible than left behind here or with us for an extended period of time. I seem to be able to activate the book, so I do not wish to be around it longer than I have to be. But my abilities are not great enough to control it or properly dispose of it.
	Ivan: 	Well, it was one of those who started this whole mess in the first place. But, well, I doubt they're all like that. Guess there's an equal chance of anyone using the thing...
	Mary: 	Guess there room for this still... might need another bag.
	Mary: 	*so yeah, you can probably delete Alislav's token*
	Ivan: 	But, well, it's not going to affect me, I suppose! I'm going back to Flewich! Maybe I can help rebuild it, who knows! I just hope this door opens, I'm not quite sure I remember the answer to that riddle!
	Ivan: 	G'bye!
MeisterWarlock is disconnected.
	Ciel: 	You are leaving us?
Mary: (( did you REALLY want to play your gnome that much ))
	Ivan: 	Well...after that, yeah!
	Mary: 	Leave? What you mean, leave? Why you leave?
	Ivan: 	I'd only cause you trouble. I've decided, I'm not gonna let anything get me down, not anymore! And I'm going to help people while I can!
	Ivan: 	Well...believe I said bye already, don't really want to repeat myself.
	Mary: 	What about what Eriel say? Calamity Child, wait for us.
	Ivan: 	Yeah, well, 2/3's good enough, I think!
Mary: (( okay seriously what ))
	LungeFish: 	(D)
	Ivan: 	Stop that (D)
	Ivan: 	Get outta here, you (D)
	Mary: 	Um... why you go alone, anyway?
	Ivan: 	Why not?
	Ivan: 	GET OUT OF HERE
	Ivan: 	YOU
	Mary: 	We also need go to Flewich.
	Mary: 	It on the way back, at least.
	Ivan: 	...Well, I guess it is...
	Ivan: 	But, ah well! Listen, I really am sorry about all that, but I
	Ciel: 	I also said I was not angry with you, Ivan. I do not wish to see you leave, but if you feel as though it is what you need to do, I will not stop you.
	Ivan: 	'm not going to fret over it. I was gonna stick around to read that book for you one day, but that's kinda taken care of!
Mary: (( I honestly have no idea what's going on ))
Ivan: (( Well, you should ))
Ivan: (( As I've already explained it in Skype ))
	Ivan: 	That's fine, Ciel, but I'm kinda angry at myself, you know? I've got no excuse for that, I guess. Even done inadvertantly, it was still...well, plain dumb!
	Mary: 	...goodbye then, Ivan. Not understand, but no hard feelings.
	Ivan: 	See you! If you ever come to Flewich again, well, you're welcome to stay at my place!
	Mouse: 	Skweek?
	Ciel: 	Goodbye, Ivan...
	Ivan: 	GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE LUNGEFISH
	Ivan: 	I already said it!
	Ivan: 	*now is the damned door open or not*
	Ivan: 	*apparently so*
tirkaroKujo: 	Yeah sure why not
	Mary: 	That... awkward.
	Ivan: 	Yeah, these fishes are kinda weird.
	Mary: 	We give him head start to Flewich?
	Ciel: 	*nods* I think he needs some time to himself...
tirkaroKujo: 	And so with that, Ivan the bard attempts to escape his fate. Oh my Ivan. Are you really going to do that? Are you sure that is such a good idea?
	Ivan: 	ARE YOU SURE IT WAS SUCH A GOOD IDEA TO HAVE SOME RANDOM BUTTON KILL THE WORLD?
tirkaroKujo: 	Whatever it may be, we shall all eventually find out.
	Ivan: 	>ending
	Ivan: 	why
	Ivan: 	Just have them go get some Exp (D)
	Ivan: 	So that shit can come into play (D)
tirkaroKujo: 	Next time, on Grognardfinder. Muahahahaha......
tirkaroKujo: 	MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
	Ivan: 	Noe
	Lenton The Gallant: 	KEH HEH HEH HEH HEH HEH
	Ivan: 	Get outta here you
	Ivan: 	Just as much as these fishes
tirkaroKujo: 	But yes, with all of that out of the way, quite a bit happened during these past few moments.
	Ivan: 	I hope not
	Ciel: 	Quite a bit that has SEALED OUR FATE.
	Mary: 	FOREVER
tirkaroKujo: 	You feel ever so closer to your goals. Some moreso than others. Also, I quite dislike level 1 so far, so I'd say these past experiences have racked up a bonus 500 exp.
	Ivan: 	Well hopefully you'll be without me for at least like
	Ivan: 	4-10 sessions
Mary: (( nope, I rolled that 2 ))
Mary: (( and I have to stick with it ))
	Ivan: 	With our pace?
Mary: (( maybe that's how you get back into the party ))
	Ivan: 	Yeah, two days will be in 4-10 sessions
	Mary: 	and eeeeyup time to roll hit dice
	ThatDM: 	>Trying to escape your fate
	Ivan: 	We RPing sewing now
	ThatDM: 	Quite admirable there
	Mary: 	« 1d12 = 12 »
	ThatDM: 	But sadly it will not work
	Mary: 	(COOL)!
	Ivan: 	It'll always work (D)
	Ciel: 	Had you just blown him he'd have stuck around, Mary.
	Ivan: 	« 1d8+1+1 = 3 + 1 + 1 = 5 »
	Ivan: 	(FEDUP)
	Mary: 	Hey, he's got a day and a half
Tokens dropped onto map 'Golem Chamber'
	ThatDM: 	Nope
	Ivan: 	Sides
	ThatDM: 	You sadly will never go off da railz, no matter what you try.
	Ivan: 	I ain't even trying to escape
Tokens dropped onto map 'Golem Chamber'
	Ciel: 	So yeah
	Ciel: 	holy character development Batman
	ThatDM: 	lods of em
	Mary: 	*DR 1/- this level (cool)*
	ThatDM: 	And no
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	Ivan: 	THAT IS THE WRONG WAY (D)
	ThatDM: 	Talking book was not pulled out of my ass, no matter how many people will try to deny it
	Ivan: 	Unless I'm secretly Hindu
	ThatDM: 	If anything, the golem talking was more of an asspull.
	Ivan: 	Well I sure shoved that back up there
	Ivan: 	So good on me then
	ThatDM: 	maybe
	Mary?: 	...
	Mary?: 	« 1d20+7 = 2 + 7 = 9 » @ Hand
	Mary?: 	*naaaaaaaw*
	ThatDM: 	So yeah
	ThatDM: 	If you still cannot be bothered, I'll level up Ciel for you tommorrow
	ThatDM: 	Too tired today
	Ciel: 	Oh right, we leveled up
	Mary?: 	indeed
	Mary?: 	that's what my Nat 12 was for
	Mary?: 	(cheW)
	Ivan: 	and my 3
	Ciel: 	What's my dice roll?
	Mary?: 	a d10
	Ciel: 	Plus 3
	Mary?: 	plus whatever *shrug*
	Ciel: 	« 1d10+3 = 5 + 3 = 8 »
	Ciel: 	Eh, that'll do
	Mary?: 	36 HP while raging (cool)
	Mary?: 	but yeah, how much of that was actually written in the backstory and how much just cropped up now?
	ThatDM: 	MT's backstory?
	Mary?: 	No, the goblins' backstory (dhat)
	Ciel: 	Entirely him
	ThatDM: 	Indeed I entirely bullshitted it up
	ThatDM: 	Well, not "bullshitted"
	ThatDM: 	As it was pre-planned without his consent
	Mary?: 	I think the term would be bullshat anyhow
	Ciel: 	How many skill points do I get now? (HMM)