D&D session 6

DM has connected.
Sax has connected.
Nallin has connected.
Darth GW7:
No maps?
DM:
Maps!
Nallin:
brb grabbing a quick breakfast
Darth GW7:
o
DM:
it'll take me some time to get shit set up anyway
Sax:
ok
Zin has connected.
DM:
heya
Sax:
How long time would it take to set upoo btw?
Sax:
up*
Zin:
wait so did I die or was I just on the verge of death
Sax:
verge of death
DM:
give me about 20 mins
Sax:
Then I can take a quick shower
Zin:
should I use all four of my healing surges?
DM:
alright
DM:
you may as well hinthinthint
Sax:
(because my feet really smell bad :c)
DM:
...thanks for that.
Sax:
ahahas
Zin:
ok back at max hp
DM:
k
Nallin:
right im back
Nallin is disconnected.
Nallin has connected.
Nallin:
so were waiting for dark?
DM:
nope
Darth GW7:
No
Darth GW7:
FOr Hjort
Darth GW7:
To set up
DM:
Sax is away for a bit
DM:
as well
Nallin:
ah ok
Darth GW7:

DM:
...
Darth GW7:
8(
Zin:
when ill I get my healing surges back
DM:
when you take an extended rest
DM:
We'll give sax till 7, then we'll start with or without
Nallin:
i may be a little distracted as i have an essay to write so if im unresponsive just message me
DM:
alright
Sax:
sorry
Sax:
here I am
DM:
alright
Nallin:
was i at full health since last time?
DM:
if you spend healing surges, yes.
Nallin:
nah i should be at 10, two sessions ago i sent 4 , from being dead, i get knocked down to 5, from the duergar and used 1 to get up to 10
DM:
alright
Zin:
is a healing surge magic
Sax:
no
Zin:
that everyone knows
Zin:
what is it?
Sax:
Second wind is a power that every PC got
Sax:
Using healing surge is not a skill or anything a like
Sax:
its just something that you can do
Zin:
but for the purpose of roleplaying
Zin:
what exactly happens
Nallin:
second wind refreshes during an extended rest, right?
DM:
Sorry, got a phonecall. What'd I miss
DM:
oh
Sax:
short rest
Nallin:
ah ok
DM:
I suppose you could, as a monk, rp it as stemming your wounds from the force of your will. Or something. Your choice
Sax:
yeah
Sax:
^
Zin:
nice
DM:
Alternatively, simple medical knowledge. Or basic magic
DM:
or anything, really.
Nallin:
so did dark decide to re-roll, or revive keyleth
DM:
I dunno yet
DM:
We'll see
DM:
Entirely up to him, but I need to talk with him about it first.
Darth GW7:
Are we...starting?
Darth GW7:
:v
DM:
I guess
Darth GW7:
Woo
DM:
When we finished, you guys were heading back to the fort, yes?
Nallin:
yar
Darth GW7:
Yeah
DM:
Alrigh
DM:
To the fortress interior map, then
DM:
it's still visible, yes?
Sax:
jawohk
Darth GW7:
Yarp
Darth GW7:
Hey the corpses are still here
DM:
...who brought the body?
Darth GW7:
LOOTING TIME
Darth GW7:
the token was there already
Darth GW7:
I just made it dead
DM:
ah, alright
Nallin:
but they dont have anything on them
Darth GW7:
shh you
Nallin:
unless you wanna collect tongues
Darth GW7:
yum
Darth GW7:
I could go for some imptail soup
Nallin:
i still have that by the way
Darth GW7:
I know
Darth GW7:
weirdo
Nallin:
hueheuheuhe
Darth GW7:
this is when we find out that devils regenerate like trolls
DM:
heh
Sax:
fuck
Darth GW7:
and you find a devil head inside your bag
Darth GW7:
wait
Darth GW7:
did the DM just laugh
Darth GW7:
DID THE DM JUST FUCKING LAUGH
DM:
yes
Darth GW7:
OH GOD RUN
Darth GW7:
THE TONGUE WILL KILL US ALL
Zin:
oh dear
Sax:
TPK
Sax:
TPK
Sax:
TPK
Sax:
TPK INCOOMING
DM:
Alright
DM:
Rocks fall
DM:
Everyone dies
Darth GW7:
but
Darth GW7:
I played scissors
Darth GW7:
no I mean
Darth GW7:
paper
DM:
ROCKS FALL
Darth GW7:
shit
Darth GW7:
fuck
DM:
EVERYONE DIES
Sax:
darth
Darth GW7:
I forgot how RPS works
Darth GW7:
fuck
Sax:
...
DM:
...
Sax:
is that even possible
DM:
...well.
Darth GW7:
I DON'T KNOW ;-;

Warmage Drendos:
Quickly, we must do this with haste. I have the crystal in a chest in my lab.
Sax:
Is such a thing even possible? Yes it is!
Zin:
lol
Darth GW7:
TO THE SECRET LAB
Darth GW7:
PULL THE LEVER, KRONK
DM:
WRONG LEVER!
Darth GW7:
why do we even have that lever

Relic:
Sure, mage.
Darth GW7:
where the fuck am I going
DM:
Follow the mage
Sax:
to
Sax:
your
Darth GW7:
god this is not my best day
DM:
Ignore the door
Sax:
DOOOOOM
Sax:
MOHAHAHAHHSHSH

Warmage Drendos:
Okay... it should.. be... here. Ah ha! Good, good.

Warmage Drendos:
Who wants the burden?

Relic:
Don't worry Drendos, I-We will protect it

Relic:
I can
Zin:
wtf is this nerd shit

Relic:
Since I got this handy slot in my chest

Pankas:
No, I called dibs already.

Pankas:
You can trust me with this priceless magical artifact.

Relic:
They won't even be able to see it!

Relic:
And depending on how strong it is, they can't probably sense it if it's magical. Because y' know. I'm magical
Sax:
magic all up in this bitch

Pankas:
That's all very well... but seriously, let me take the crystal.
Zin:
they should roll on who is more convincing
Darth GW7:
...Do you REALLY need to roll for that?
DM:
bicker it out

Relic:
You don't entrust magic crystals to scoundrels!

Aramil:
Relic should take it.

Aramil:
Especially with his compartments

Pankas:
Who are you calling a scoundrel, you... you... creepy machine thing, you!

Aramil:
It is safest with him

Pankas:
He might be secretly using it as an energy source for his weird robotic magicky ways!

Pankas:
And it'll be ruined!
* Relic stares at Pankas and makes his eyes shine red. (not trying to do a imtimidate check)

Warmage Drendos:
Alright. The robot 'tis. Now... now. We need. You need to listen, and remember this.

Aramil:
Allowing that he will take it out every now and then... for proper observation and research

Relic:
Hey! I am not a..robot.

Pankas:
And to bask in its warm glowing warming glow

Pankas:
of magic-y stuff

Warmage Drendos:
Warforged. I care little for such intricacies, not with time short. Now. Now now now now, what now?

Warmage Drendos:
Ah yes!
* Relic puts it in his compartment, it almost looks like its made for crystals or similar objects.

Warmage Drendos:
I'll make a portal, yes. Yes. I know

Pankas:
Infamy! Infamy! You've all got it infamy!

Warmage Drendos:
The devils will know where it leads, so I need it to lead somewhere safe.

Relic:
Stop being paranoid, it makes you even more suspious.

Warmage Drendos:
Trust me on this. It's me or the baatezu.
Sax:
to Pankas

Warmage Drendos:
Oh

Warmage Drendos:
Er

Warmage Drendos:
Okay

Pankas:
Who're you calling suspicious, robot boy.

Warmage Drendos:
Fine. The City of Doors. That... that will work. They can't get there. They can, but they won't WORK there, see. Keep this in mind, before you go.

Pankas:
So, what, they're benefit scroungers?
Darth GW7:
AHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUE

Relic:
I hope not!

Warmage Drendos:
No, it's magic. Sigil and magic don't mix well. Take that in your stead, mage.

Pankas:
Wait, will mechaman be okay? Aren't you run by magic or something?

Aramil:
Yes, I've read about the effects that such a place can have on the arcane

Zin:
I've never been to sigil before

Aramil:
It is a place unlike this world

Relic:
Well, I work by alchemy and the arcane arts. But I am not skilled in anyway of the ways of arcane. I just know what my old master told me.

Aramil:
I've never been there myself in truth, but I'm looking forward to such a visit

Pankas:
Wait. Where are we going? I was miles away.

Warmage Drendos:
Take that crystal to the knight Llymius. Tell him... no, he'll understand. I don't know where you'll find him, ask around. I... keep the crystal safe. Do NOT let the baatezu near it, the Tana'ri, the 'loths... the... keep it hidden. I'll gather up what survivors I can and make my way out of here.

Pankas:
I'll just... Go with it, shall I?

Warmage Drendos:
Sigil, m'boy. City of Doors.

Warmage Drendos:
It'll make sense in time

Zin:
who are the Baatezu?

Pankas:
Bless you.

Relic:
Probably the devils I presume.

Warmage Drendos:
The devils. DOn't call them devils, they don't like it. Baatezu.

Pankas:
Bless you, too.

Pankas:
Baatezu- Oh, great, now I've got it.

Zin:
Why should we be polite to devils?

Warmage Drendos:
It'll all make sense in time. All of this. THings are moving too quickly now, but it's all still salvageable. I'll conjure the portal, yes, yes.

Relic:
Thank you Mage.
Sax:
What race is Drendos?

Pankas:
What will the journey be like?
DM:
Half-elf
Sax:
Everybody should find him attractive then.
DM:
With a word, and a few mystical gestures, the mage summons a door in the wall. It looks unassuming
DM:
If you're into old guys, Sax, sure.
Sax:
aw
Darth GW7:
LOL
Sax:
he is old?
Sax:
Well
Sax:
Half-elfs are supposed to be liked by everyone
Sax:
and everyone finds them pretty n' shity
Sax:
shit*

Zin:
can I go in?
DM:
In every other edition, they were outcasts. No-one liked em much

Relic:
Me as well?

Zin:
Me first

Warmage Drendos:
That should lead you to... Sigil. Yeah. Market ward I think. Unless I'm off.

Warmage Drendos:
No, the market ward.

Relic:
No, let the ROBOT go first.

Zin:
no fair

Pankas:
I vote let the robot go first, if anything happens, he's the least valuable of us all.

Zin:
hoho

Warmage Drendos:
He's the one with the crystal. You'll be fine

Relic:
Exact- Hey!

Aramil:
Let us be off then!
* Relic opens the door and walks in.

Warmage Drendos:
Alright
Darth GW7:
pspspspspspspshheeewwwwwwwwwwwowowoowwoowowneeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaoaoaoaoaoaoa
Darth GW7:
making my own sound effects
DM:
The door opens onto a street
Darth GW7:
wawawawawweeeeeeeoooooooooooowwwwwwwwwwepepepepepepepepe
Sax:
You like doing sound effects too  ?
Darth GW7:
shoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooom
Darth GW7:
vwoop vwoop vwoop peeeeeeeow
Sax:
*sound of a nuke*
DM:
There should be a new map available
Darth GW7:
*ride of the valkyries*
Sax:
a small one
DM:
thus far
DM:
can everyone see it?
Sax:
I can see it
Darth GW7:
It's an arena
Sax:
I only see a small area
Sax:
4x5 squares
Darth GW7:
Guess I win
Sax:
wtf
DM:
hm?
Sax:
no my token dissapeared
Sax:
adsfagr
Darth GW7:
it's
Darth GW7:
right here
Sax:
yeah
DM:
also, where's zin
Sax:
but for a sec
Darth GW7:
lost in the portal
DM:
Alright
Zin:
is keyleth dead?
Sax:
I want everyone of us to be "That guy"
DM:
Yes, sadly
Darth GW7:
"That guy"?
Sax:
yes
Zin:
oh shit
DM:
no
DM:
bad sax
Darth GW7:
what
Darth GW7:
I don't
Darth GW7:
get it
Sax:
"DM, I WANT AN ENCOUNTER WITH AN HOT ELF LIKE THIS WITH MY ROBOT DICK AHAHHAH PLZ WHINEW GSYDHBASD"(kinda nsfw): http://images.4chan.org/tg/src/1318962002117.jpg
DM:
heh
Sax:
that is "That Guy" at least one of the possible ones
Darth GW7:
so basically
Darth GW7:
a retard
Sax:
yeah or an akward/session ruining guy
Sax:
he can also be the guy that wants his characters to be KAWAII JAPAN WEABOO
Zin:
lol
Zin:
the kind of guy that comes to your house for dinner and takes a dump in your sink
DM:
One by one, you emerge blinking into a new area. As your eyes get used to the light and the door fades behind you, you take in the features of your new surroundings. You're in a crowded marketplace, tightly packed between building of different materials - here stone mined from the Abyss, here the material plane, and there ramshackle wooden huts. The cries of those selling various goods meets your ears.
Sax:
yeah
Darth GW7:
Like that story someone put on FP ages ago
Darth GW7:
where they ended up shitting and pissing in someone's bath
Sax:
this shit looks awesome
Zin:
oh yea lol
Darth GW7:
poor choice of words
Darth GW7:
poor choice
Sax:

Sax:
AWW YEAH A HOT TIEFLING

Pankas:
Well...

Pankas:
This is... interesting.
Sax:
*thrust thrust*
Darth GW7:
no sax
Darth GW7:
BAD
* Darth GW7 smack
Zin:
I smell food!
Sax:
HOLY SHIT

Zin:
Oh boy
Sax:
THERE IS A MINDFLAYER HERE
Sax:
also
DM:
There's worse than Mindflayer's here, buddy
Sax:
elves in the party
Sax:
there is a drow other there
Sax:
get ready to be pissed

Pankas:
Sigil... You'll never find a more wretched hive of scum and villainy. We must be cautious.
DM:
Looking around, you see that there is, in fact, no real sky above you. There seems to be some sort of twilight lighting. Various creatures from everywhere in the multiverse wander the streets
Sax:
coolio
DM:
so.
DM:
now?
Darth GW7:
So little time, so much to see.
* Sax walks to the counter and tries to get the female tieflings attention.

Zin:
Hello scary man, how much for a fish?

Pankas:
Well... I think we know who we're gonna lose first.
DM:
The heavily armoured creature ignores you, rapt in its studies of the various objects on sale. Occasionally it reaches out and touches one of them
Zin:
they are fish right?
DM:
roll a nature check
DM:
:P
DM:
yes
DM:
they're fish
Zin:
ok

Pankas:
So... Who we looking for again?
Zin:
Zin reaches out and grabs an appetizing red fish

Relic:
Ey, pretty lady, with the horns! Could I get a moment?

Pankas:
Are you guys even-

Aramil:
A knight named Lymius i believe

Tiefling Rogue:
What?

Zin:
Red snapper!

Pankas:
Well that's just great. We get given a mission of utmost importance and Robonova can't keep his eyes off the locals.
DM:
At Zin's movement, the creature looks up. You realize it has no eyes.
DM:
THe grimlock has no eyes, not the Tiefling. Just to clarify

Relic:
Does this pretty lady know where Knight Lymius might be?

Zin:
Erm... Can I buy this or.....
* Relic tries to sound a bit flirty.

Pankas:
We're doomed.

Tiefling Merchant:
That'll be me you want, friend.

Pankas:
Doomed.

Zin:
Ah! how much for this specimen?

Tiefling Rogue:
Llymius? I've heard of him. What's it to you?

Aramil:
Owes me money...

Relic:
Well, we sort of got an urgent matter to speak with him.

Pankas:
I'll just be over here, shall I? Being SUBTLE.

Tiefling Merchant:
Five fish for a gold. Take it or leave it.

Relic:
Ignore the elf, I think this matter concerns the material plane as well as this one.

Zin:
Ho nice! I'll take five

Tiefling Rogue:
From the prime are you? You new in Sigil?
Zin:
Zin makes the transaction
DM:
Forgot to mention
DM:
No, never mind
Darth GW7:
I should take five, too, got dinner. Won't be long
DM:
Alright Zin, take one gold off your sheet and add five fish
DM:
Same, then

Relic:
Yeah, I have never been in this place before. So, you'll have to excuse me for being new around here

Pankas:
(To the Tiefling) It shows, doesn't it?
Zin:
are these raw or cooked fish?
DM:
cooked
Zin:
Zin addresses Pankas with a mouthfull of fish

Tiefling Rogue:
Don't worry, we get plenty of your kind around here. What brings you to the cage?

Zin:
Want some?

Pankas:
Business for some. (Looks at Relic) Leisure for others, it seems.
Darth GW7:
Alright brb
DM:
Alright

Relic:
The cage? Well, matters of.. important stuff..!
DM:
We'll go on without you for a bit, k?
Darth GW7:
I have fish for dinner ._.
Darth GW7:
COINCIDENCE

Zin:
lol
* Relic tries to find his words... But failing.

Tiefling Rogue:
Cage is another name for this place. Don't worry, you'll fit right in.

Relic:
Even though I am a Warforged?
* Relic start to shine.
Sax:
(it's to make it look like he is excited/happy)

Tiefling Rogue:
We get all kinds. Look around enough and you'll find anything.

Tiefling Rogue:
So, if you're new, you'll be needing a guide, yes?
Zin:
*Zin sits at the wall of a building and eats his food

Relic:
Yeah, I noticed. Even beautiful ladies like yourself seems to be here.
Zin:
I didnt know robots had sex drives
Sax:
Well
DM:
they're called hard drives, surely
Sax:
:v
Zin:
lol
Sax:
We can go with that
DM:
...let's not.

Relic:
It could be handy if a guide, especially after we visted that knight fellow.
Sax:
with a guide*

Tiefling Rogue:
Your 'knight' has lodgings in the Lower Ward. I'd avoid their, and the hive, myself, but business is business.

Tiefling Rogue:
I know a guide. He can take you where you want to be, yeah. WHat's it worth to you?

Relic:
Ah, but yeah. Bussiness is bussiness. Oh, I thought the guide was going to be the charming lady I was talking to. I am not entirely sure, around 12-.15 gold?

Tiefling Rogue:
12-15 gold will do. Give me 3 now and save the rest for your guide. There's two I'd suggest. A kender up the road a bit, and a fellow by the name of Azheirys further still.

Tiefling Rogue:
You're choice, but 3 gold for me, I believe.
darkreign has connected.

Relic:
I'll make that 5, for helping someone new.
DM:
hey dark
* Relic makes the transaction.
Sax:
Hey there.
darkreign:
I need to write a paper for english
darkreign:
so its sort of a good thing I died.
DM:
alright. To be fair, we need to have a talk about your character before you can rejoin the game proper.

Tiefling Rogue:
Thanks for the business. Good luck with your 'Knight.'
DM:
She turns and walks away
Nallin:
brb running to car, grabbing textbook
DM:
alright
DM:
so, now what?

Zin:
that lady had horns, she a demon?
DM:
Tiefling

Relic:
No silly monk. She is a tiefling.
DM:
The descendant's of people who fucked fiends, basically
DM:
So, you could be further off
Sax:
yeah
Sax:
^

Zin:
a tiefling!
DM:
So's the owner of the stall, incidentally

Relic:
I didn't know monks was this dumb. Where is their so called wisdom I've heard about?
darkreign:
up his ass

Zin:
You're not getting any fish

Pankas:
Intelligence is different from wisdom, Robonova.

Relic:
See, this is even more proof. I don't even have to eat!
Darth GW7:
as garry gygax himself would say
* Relic walks further down the street and carefully approaches the mindflayer.
DM:
alright, hang on
DM:
as you pass by, you overhear some of the preacher's words

Human Preacher:
...are not the true powers! Your gods are a lie, a sham! You have been tricked, people of Sigil! Decieved!
Sax:
what a crazy fuck
DM:
:D
Sax:

Sax:
Now.
darkreign:
I have a bad feeling about the human preacher...
DM:
hush you
DM:
you're dead
DM:
:P
darkreign:
No Im not, Im just sleeping.
darkreign:
For a really long time

Relic:
Hello there Mr. Mindflayer. Do you speak common?

Mind Flayer :
What is the meaning of this disturbance?

Relic:
Sorry, to bother you. But I was interested of one of the languages you speak. Deep Speech. Is it possible for such a lowely existence as mine to be able to learn it, in anyway?
darkreign:
rape his mind! rape his mind!
Sax:
no dark shush
Sax:
he is not going to do mindburrow on me
darkreign:
i hope he rapes your mind

Mind Flayer :
I have little time for your pesterings, berk. Deep Speech is taught by many, but not me. Find some scholar, or pay some pauper, but leave me be from such trivial things.

Pankas:
I think that's a resounding "no".

Relic:
All, I wanted to know is where I might learn such things. Sorry to bother you. I'll leave you alone.
* Relic walks slowely away.
darkreign:
rape him for telling you no
Sax:
no dark

Pankas:
Let's keep moving.

Pankas:
...Is that a drow?

Human Preacher:
But there is salvation to be found! Heed my words!

Relic:
Yes it is Pankas. My master told me of them, and what they've done.

Pankas:
Let's... keep moving.

Zin:
huh?

Zin:
what did they do?

Pankas:
Later, zin.
DM:
You pass by the smithy, with its two proprieters selling various objects to the passers by
DM:
Are you making passive or active perception checks, btw?
Sax:
passive
Darth GW7:
Passive
DM:
alrighty
Nallin:
ill take a quick look
* Nallin rolls: d20 + 1 => 2 + 1 = 3
* DM rolls: d20 + 6 => 5 + 6 = 11
Nallin:
im blind
DM:
it's the fork from last time
Zin:
we're just looking for azheirys right?
DM:
yes
DM:
that was the name
DM:
:P
DM:
Alright
darkreign:
the kobold is obviously the person you're looking for

Pankas:
Y'know, I've been thinking. That tiefling relic was flirting with. Is it just me or was she doing the whole "Inverted commas" thing whenever she talked about the knight we're looking for?

Zin:
huh?

Human Preacher:
Look beyond the veil! See the truth! There are no gods, no powers above!

Pankas:
I dunno, maybe I'm just being paranoid. Something in the air in this place makes me uneasy.

Pankas:
And you guys know me, I'm normally real easy.

Duergar Smith:
Armour for sale! Made from the finest steel of ysgard!
darkreign:
Note to self: Get armor next time I can...
darkreign:
I'm wearing a ton of plate before even thinking of leaving the house from now on
Darth GW7:
good luck with that
Sax:
You cant wear plate ;p
* Sax interest shifts to the smith

Zin:
Lets check this Inn guys

Relic:
Hello there Smith, do you posess any tower shields or similar shields? I am looking for something that can protect me more than this heavy shield I got here. It's trusty and all, but I am looking to being able to protect me some more.

Pankas:
Why don't you just rip off a door or something?

Duergar Smith:
Might have. What's your budget?

Relic:
About 25G

Relic:
I know it's not much.
darkreign:
lol, you should have looted keyleth's body.

Relic:
But I might come back later when I've got some pay.

Duergar Smith:
25 gold? I'll check the store, see what we've got in the back.

Pankas:
He can pay you in favours.
Darth GW7:
tee hee
DM:
heh
Darth GW7:
Btw nallin you gonna heal?
Darth GW7:
:v
Darth GW7:
10/23
Nallin:
ill use one
Nallin:
that should bring me to 15?
* Zin looks into the windows of the Inn.
Nallin:
and ill have 1 left for my second wind

Duergar Smith:
25 gold won't cut it I'm afraid. The only stuff we have back there shields-wise is magic.
darkreign:
you know, maybe I'll make a new character

Pankas:
Like I said. Door.

Relic:
Ah, well. Totally understandable, I might come back later if I still need it. Thanks for the help!
DM:
Alright Zin, there are a bunch of tables scattered about, filled with various creatures of different looks and sizes. The proprieter appears to be some sort of jackal-headed humanoid.

Duergar Smith:
Very well.
Sax:
Dark, please be something that can heal our squishy party members ;ppp. Totally up to you though but it could be useful for the party.
Darth GW7:
Is the bard singing or anything?
DM:
Yes, he's playing a lute and singing old songs about knights and princesses. Most people passing by seem to be ignoring him.
darkreign:
Shit you read my mind sax
darkreign:
I was going to make a cleric...
Sax:
Make a Warpriest style cleric
Sax:
they're so fucking cool
* Pankas walks up to the bard

Pankas:
Excuse me.
Sax:
can almost tank as much as any defender if you do it right
DM:
he stops singing but continues playing the lute
Zin:
have you prepared a map for the Inn?

Half-Elf Bard:
Yes, my friend?
DM:
yeah, zin
Sax:
Warpriest are clerics that attacks in melee, buffs the party in different ways and heals them when needed.
Sax:
or so I see it.
Zin:
nice

Pankas:
Have you heard of a Knight, name of... Llymius, I think?

Pankas:
I hear he resides around here somewhere.
darkreign:
Doing a devoted cleric sax, so focus on healing and stuff
Sax:
Pacifist healer?
Sax:
I've played as one

Half-Elf Bard:
Llymius, Llymius, yes I know the name. Lower ward. A merc. Last I heard he retired from the blood war with some decent money to his name.
Sax:
They heal insanely much.,

Pankas:
Know you what sort of... indvidual he is?
darkreign:
Hmmm
Darth GW7:
aka is he a big nasty monster who will gobble us up?
Darth GW7:
individual* btw
darkreign:
What size is a human?
Darth GW7:
I notice we don't even know what species this knight is :v
Sax:
With their healing word, that they can do twice per short rest. My human pacifist cleric can heal 3d6 + 16 + targets healing surge value as max.
Sax:
Medium

Half-Elf Bard:
Couldn't tell you that. Little enough dark floating around about him. He's apparently a tad bitter over something, but, hey. Everyone is.
Sax:
If you were to make it now, you would get 2d6 and less bonus but it is still a lot
Sax:
as level one that is

Pankas:
There's certainly enough bitter to go around. Speaking of which.
* Pankas donates the Bard a couple of GP

Pankas:
Get yourself something bitter. Many thanks.
darkreign:
I suck at doing stats

Half-Elf Bard:
Thank you kindly. If I could have your name, so I can dedicate you a song?
Sax:
I can help you if you want

Pankas:
Pankas, if it pleases you. Pan to my friends.
darkreign:
Please

Half-Elf Bard:
Pan it is. A song, then, sometime tomorrow.
Darth GW7:
Level 1 and getting songs dedicated to me, not bad.

Half-Elf Bard:
Farewell

Pankas:
I look forward to it. Many thanks again.
Sax:
But you want to be focused as a healer, do you want to be a pacifist or not?
darkreign:
Going pacifist
Darth GW7:
You sure you're making a new char? Keyleth isn't lost forever :v
darkreign:
Yeah
Sax:
Pacifist heals a 1d6 + charisma modfiier more to all their divine healing powers if it cause the target to spend or in anyway get the value of a healing surge.
Sax:
But they get punished for damaging bloodied foes/targets
Sax:
so basically you cant hurt people
Sax:
but in return, you heal more
Sax:
You get stunned if you hurt/kill a bloodied target.
darkreign:
I don't plan on hurting anything
Sax:
okok
darkreign:
if a giant monster fucks you all up and my character is the last one left, well we're fucked.

Pankas:
So, the wards are our next stop. The question is, how do we get there?
Sax:
What race would you like to be? I would recommend Human and...
darkreign:
Human

Zin:
Lets get us some rest
darkreign:
Deity is Moradin, alignment is Lawful Good
darkreign:
I forgot how to do the stats though
DM:
Moradin, god of dwarves. Interesting

Pankas:
Already? We just got here. I think we should at least get our bearings.
Sax:
A kalasthar works too dark :v
Sax:
natural psionic dudes

Aramil:
Perhaps we can find a place to purchase a map of the city. That way we can rest and know where the lower ward is
Sax:
They get bonuses in Charisma and Wisdom, which is the stats you are using. But if you want to be a human. Sure, let's go with that.
darkreign:
Second thought
darkreign:
Im changing the deity

Zin:
we can ask where the lower ward is after rest

Pankas:
A map of Sigil? Does such a thing exist?
DM:
maps would, yes
Darth GW7:
I thought sigil is like
Darth GW7:
infinitely huge
DM:
most would be vague, or have ommissions, though
DM:
Sigil's finite
Darth GW7:
but big
DM:
the outlands, upon which it rests... not so much.
darkreign:
I forgot how to do stats
Sax:
also kalashtar can have mental issues though :V
DM:
but sigil is definitely finite
Darth GW7:
How did I do my stats?
Darth GW7:
:v
DM:
Sax, you could help dark do his stats over steam, or something?
Sax:
Sure
Darth GW7:
Let's try and keep playing shall we
DM:
Sure
DM:
What's the party doing?

Pankas:
We should certainly wander a little. See what we can find out.

Zin:
....alright
DM:
heading north?
Darth GW7:
Yeah
Darth GW7:
...big guy
Sax:
Dark, check steam if you haven't
Sax:
I am following the party
Darth GW7:
.....DRAGONBORN
DM:
what do you do?
Darth GW7:
rrerr ensues
DM:
I said no to Sax, I'll say no to you too
Darth GW7:
okay.png
Darth GW7:
is it male or female anyway
DM:
male
* Zin adresses the dragonborn
Darth GW7:
I don't know where to look personally

Zin:
where can I find the lower ward?
Darth GW7:
You guys are fucking useless at talking to people :v
Darth GW7:
Subtlety is a fine art

Dragonborn Guard:
Head south. Check the inn, human. The Red Death are not your personal tour guides to the Cage.
Zin:
well look who just got an answer
DM:
your answer was "bother someone else"

Aramil:
How about, a map then. Or perhaps would you know where we can find one?

Red Slaad:
Purple dragons, green children. Taste the same

Pankas:
Forgive my friend. He's not good with people.

Pankas:
I'll get him out of your way.

Dragonborn Guard:
Try one of the vendors. Or the inn. If you excuse us, we're hunting a barbarian.

Pankas:
(ziiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiin you fooooool)

Zin:
"the red death" is that a club?

Dragonborn Guard:
Clueless, then. So much better.

Aramil:
It's seems to be a group of bounty hunters

Aramil:
I would think

Dragonborn Guard:
Call us Mercykillers if you want. We're one of Sigil's factions, sanctioned by Her Lady, of course. We guard the cage

Dragonborn Guard:
Along with the Harmonium. But they're the Harmonium

Dragonborn Guard:
Suffice it to say, we're the security here.

Aramil:
I see, forget about the bounty hunter thing then

Pankas:
...ahem.

Red Slaad:
Mist Mist Mist. Mist Mist Mist. Mist Blue Mist, away!

Modron:
Hush, my froggy friend, you're scaring the customers.

Pankas:
Such INTERESTING people you get around here.

Dragonborn Guard:
We'll be on our way, then. Good luck.

Dragonborn Guard:
Interesting? Yes.
Nallin:
i think modron is hidden
DM:
now?
Darth GW7:
The hell is that
Nallin:
yeha
Darth GW7:
Looks like a robot duck
Zin:
lol
DM:
A modron
DM:
Yes
Nallin:
i see him

Aramil:
Are you merchant?

Modron:
Am I merchant? In a manner of speaking, I suppose.
* Zin cannot stop staring at the Modron.

Aramil:
Ah, I see. So what do you sell?

Red Slaad:
Merchants taste like dretch. Buh
Darth GW7:
It's rude to stare :|
Darth GW7:
(and dangerous when you're in a place like this :v)

Modron:
A variety of things. I wanted to specialize in food, but my... compatriot here makes such specialization difficult. You'll forgive him, of course.

Aramil:
You wouldn't happen to happen to know where to find a city-map would you?
Nallin:
happen to*

Modron:
I can, in fact, procure one for you. It will take a few hours, but I can get you one.

Aramil:
Ah wonderful!

Aramil:
And how much may I ask will this cost?

Modron:
Let's say, 2 gold plus courier costs. 5 in total, perhaps?

Aramil:
Wonderful then

Zin:
In the mean time how about we get some rest?

Red Slaad:
Hello shooty man.

Aramil:
Should we stay at that inn we past?

Pankas:
Um.

Zin:
indeed!
Darth GW7:
(is he talking to me :v)
DM:
Sure, why not
Nallin:
im talking to the group
Darth GW7:
oh god
Darth GW7:
I meant the slaad

Modron:
It's not the most classy of establishments, but it's cheap and it works.
Nallin:
oh

Pankas:
Hello... sir.

Red Slaad:
New to Sigil?
Darth GW7:
oh god please let it be a sir I don't know where to look on these things

Aramil:
Ok then, here's the gold. And if ou could meet us there with the map, that will be great

Pankas:
Yes, in fact. Which is why my friend is trying to get us a map.

Modron:
Certainly. In a few hours. I have nowhere else to be, it must be said.

Red Slaad:
Map, map, rhymes with nap.

Red Slaad:
I give you help, stranger, with city. Much help

Red Slaad:
If you want

Pankas:
Well, any help would be nice. What are you suggesting?

Red Slaad:
For three, I tell you three things, stranger. Three for free, free for three. Yes?

Pankas:
Uh... Yes.

Aramil:
So

Aramil:
Three gold for three rumors is it?

Red Slaad:
Three for free

Pankas:
What are these three things?

Red Slaad:
One, do not trust. They will lie to you, and fly to you, yes. Trust your eyes though, for everything is rarely as it seems.

Red Slaad:
Wait

Red Slaad:
Do not trust your eyes, yes

Pankas:
They will fly to me? Who?

Red Slaad:
Avoid angering those higher up than you. Sigil can be a veryveryvery notnice place yes indeed Sigil.

Red Slaad:
Two thing. Two. You go now.

Pankas:
Two? You said there were three things.

Red Slaad:
Three? Why three? Why three for free? THat makes no sense, and it doesn't even rhyme.

Red Slaad:
But everything does come down to three.

Red Slaad:
So, three

Red Slaad:
Everything comes down to threes, there is a centre to everything, and every end leads back to a start. Three rules for number three for free.

Red Slaad:
Go

Pankas:
I... That is... uh...

Aramil:
That was

Zin:
Okay. Thanks mister.

Aramil:
intuitive
* Red Slaad Burp

Pankas:
Is that everything, sir?

Zin:
I still dont get why that dragonborn couldnt just tell me where the lower ward is.
Nallin:
so we stay at the inn and wait for the mordron
Nallin:
?

Red Slaad:
Two things, yes. Go go go.
DM:
Sure
DM:
Give me a few minutes
Darth GW7:
well
Darth GW7:
this is awkward
DM:
hm?
DM:
Alrighty
DM:
There should be a tavern map now, yes?
Nallin:
yar
DM:
in you come then
Darth GW7:
it's
Darth GW7:
...
Darth GW7:
small
DM:
You enter the tavern, and feel a rush of heat and smoke. The inn's patrons - various monstrosities of every sort - hush for a moment as you enter, before resuming conversation, though you note that some keep glancing at you.
Darth GW7:
holy shit a beholder
Darth GW7:
and some ???
Darth GW7:
is that a cat at the bar
DM:
Oh yes, didn't remove it all
DM:
Yes
DM:
Cat
Darth GW7:
never mind
Darth GW7:
looked like a cat from 100% zoom
DM:
It's a tall, skinny humanoid creature, with the head of a jackal
Darth GW7:
So...
Darth GW7:
Not a cat?
DM:
no
DM:
not a cat
Darth GW7:
oaky

Arcanaloth:
Welcome to the Iron Corner, mortals. Grab a seat somewhere, I'll be with you shortly.

Pankas:
Guess we'll grab a seat, then?
Darth GW7:
preferably not all of us grabbing the same seat
DM:
yeah, the seats are a wee bit buggy. Just work with it, ok?
Darth GW7:
Turn off snap to grid
Darth GW7:
you god it
Darth GW7:
got*
Darth GW7:
no seat for relic I guess
Darth GW7:
he doesn't need one
Sax:
ya
DM:
As the innkeeper approaches, he is stopped by one of the patrons near the back. They exchange glances and the innkeeper nods.
Darth GW7:
oh deer
Zin:
Hello good sir
Zin:
oops
Darth GW7:
derp
Zin:
meant IC

Arcanaloth:
What're you wanting, then?

Zin:
Well What kind of drinks do you have?

Pankas:
Do you have a room free, too?

Arcanaloth:
Ale and wine from Arborea, other stuff from Dis and Acheron. Food too. And rooms, yeah, I can help you with that.

Aramil:
How much for the night?

Zin:
Ale then.
Sax:
I want to play as an such dude
Sax:
he is a fucking bad ass
Darth GW7:
as an such dude?
Darth GW7:
what
Sax:
that Arcanaloth dude
Zin:
lol
Darth GW7:
The cat?
Sax:
its not a cat but yeah

Arcanaloth:
Room's a gold, has four beds. Though you're warforged buddy doesn't need a bed, methinks. One meal on the house to every lodger. But only one

Arcanaloth:
Ale for you, then. Food and drink for the rest?

Relic:
Yeah, I don't need any room. I can even offer myself to help you stay watch for the inn. Since I am aware of my sorroundings when I am inactive.
Darth GW7:
way to sell yourself
Darth GW7:
like a whore

Arcanaloth:
I have enough help. The bodies there, and the red death and the guvners. Yeah, I'll do fine.
Sax:
I am a Neutral Good character so why not.
DM:
Because he's the exact opposite of NG?

Pankas:
It would certainly be cheaper for us if you didn't take a room.

Pankas:
You could stay outside, unless you're scared of being carted off and sold for scrap metal.

Arcanaloth:
It's a gold a room, whether or not you all sleep there or in the streets.

Aramil:
it's just a gold

Aramil:
Then im not too worried

Aramil:
here you are, and if you can give us your most quietest room

Arcanaloth:
Most quietest...? Will do.

Arcanaloth:
Now, for eating and drinking?

Aramil:
What is your cook making?

Arcanaloth:
There's chicken, beef, dretch brain, slaad (though I doubt that'd be to your liking), various vegetables from the prime...

Aramil:
I'll take some of the vegetables then

Arcanaloth:
Vegetable stew it is.

Pankas:
I'll have the beef.

Pankas:
And some water, if you please.

Arcanaloth:
...water. All right.
Darth GW7:
...water

Arcanaloth:
Warforged?
Darth GW7:
Have some ...water
Zin:
meaning his sweat
Darth GW7:
oh god he's going to spit in it isn't he
DM:
heh, no
Zin:
brb
DM:
I highly doubt water's a common order
DM:
ok
Darth GW7:
Why not :v
Darth GW7:
I like water
DM:
Regardless

Arcanaloth:
Also, the gentleman in the back wants a word with you. I wouldn't keep him waiting if I were you.

Pankas:
Which gentleman would that be?

Relic:
Thank you, but I don't need anything now.

Arcanaloth:
The 'loth sitting at the back table.
* Ultroloth nods at you

Zin:
I'll take care of this guys

Relic:
No you don't.

Pankas:
...Yeah, no.
* Relic walks up to the 'loth.

Zin:
hey now, dont you worry

Zin:
fine

Relic:
Watcha' want?
* Pankas facepalms

Ultroloth:
Me and your friends, we have business to discuss. I do believe.
DM:
Feel free to make checks, btw

Relic:
Is that so? Any paticular reason why?
Sax:
wants to do a insight check

Ultroloth:
Keep your voice down, clueless. This is not a private place.
DM:
roll
* Sax rolls: 1d20+0 => 7 + 0 = 7
Darth GW7:
pssh
Sax:
grb hc
Darth GW7:
You guys seem to forget
Darth GW7:
I have the highest conversation stats
Darth GW7:
:v
Sax:
no
Sax:
that is going to end.. Soon.
Darth GW7:
you can't take away my conversation stats
Darth GW7:
they're all I have
Darth GW7:
;-;
DM:
meaning dark's new character has high charisma
Zin:
can us at the table hear them talking?
Darth GW7:
whaaat
Darth GW7:
But I'm a rogue
DM:
they're talking rather loudly at the moment right now
Darth GW7:
charisma is what defines me
Darth GW7:
you can't take that away from me
DM:
dexterity is what defines you
DM:
:D

Zin:
I wonder what that guy wants

Pankas:
I should go with the tin can before he says something stupid.

Pankas:
You two stay here.

Ultroloth:
Bring your friends over here, we want to talk. Don't be afraid.

Ultroloth:
Aaah, another one. A human.

Ultroloth:
Am I to assume that you are Pankas, then?

Pankas:
...Can I help you?

Pankas:
...

Pankas:
...Yes, I am. May I ask how you know my name?

Ultroloth:
My rats hear a lot of things. I know your name. I know that you are looking for me.
Darth GW7:
...that guddamn bard  hakefist:
DM:
hakefist?
DM:
hakefist.
Darth GW7:
sake fist
DM:
sake fist?
Darth GW7:
yes
DM:
ah
Darth GW7:
oriental drink fist

Pankas:
...The bard.

Ultroloth:
...The bard?

Pankas:
...

Pankas:
Never mind.
Darth GW7:
guess not then
DM:
He grins.

Ultroloth:
Bring the other two over. We need to have a talk.

Relic:
May I ask why you got devils with you?

Zin:
You know what? lets go up there Aramil, I'll be damned if I let Pan and Relic boss me around.
Darth GW7:
...
Darth GW7:
RELIC
DM:
The two Barbazu bristle at the word 'devils'
Darth GW7:
SAAAX
Darth GW7:
REEEELIIIIIC
Darth GW7:
Ahasljkghsadgdjas]g
Sax:
Hey darth?
Sax:
I am just roleplaying
Sax:
my character doesn't care
Darth GW7:
I know and it makes it all the worse ;-;

Ultroloth:
Calm, my friends. We have... arrangements. They help me. I help them get from their enemies.

Relic:
Sounds very suspicious.

Ultroloth:
I would be careful with words, in future. Both the rogue and the warforged. Yes, words have a power here that they don't in your little mortal spheres.

Relic:
I bet you want to talk to us about some kind of magical cry-thing..

Pankas:
I take care in my words... The tin can...

Pankas:
...not so much.

Ultroloth:
Magical cry-thing?
* Zin whispers to Pan

Ultroloth:
I have no interest in a magical crystal

Relic:
..Nevermind.

Zin:
DIdnt Drendos warn us about this kind?

Ultroloth:
Zin, what did you say to pan?
DM:
that was meant to be OOC

Zin:
Erm. nothing I am just really thirsty
Zin:
oh lol
Darth GW7:
That's what he whispered
Darth GW7:
:v
DM:
ah
Zin:
the stuff about drendos
* Pankas replies quietly

Pankas:
Don't be too quick to judge. We don't know what they want, yet.

Ultroloth:
Have a seat
Darth GW7:
dibs I guess

Pankas:
So. What is your business with us?

Ultroloth:
You are looking for one who goes by the name 'Llymius,' yes?

Pankas:
That is correct.

Ultroloth:
Might I ask why you seek this man?

Pankas:
We were told to seek him. Urgently, I believe.

Ultroloth:
You are aware of who he is?
darkreign:
hey dm
DM:
mhm?
darkreign:
can I drop clothing and ride on a horse nude?
Sax:
no
DM:
what
Sax:
plz
Sax:
no

Pankas:
I am told he is a mercenary from the blood wars. Other than that, I know little.

Ultroloth:
The blood wars, yes. It is good you know that, at least.
DM:
It turns to its companion in the corner. They look at each other for a few seconds before it turns back to you.

Ultroloth:
No other knowledge?

Pankas:
Is there anything you feel we should know?

Ultroloth:
Yes, this.

Ultroloth:
The man is a traitor, a coward

Ultroloth:
He worked for me for many a year and fled after an important mission. He killed a... the details are not important. All you need to know is, I will pay for a possession of his.

Ultroloth:
And his head, if necessary.

Relic:
Got any proof, 'loth?

Ultroloth:
'loth. That is an improvement over 'devil,' at least.

Ultroloth:
Proof?

Ultroloth:
One moment
DM:
He turns once again to the creature in the corner
* Zin leans over the table and again speaks quietly to Pan

Zin:
this is a load of barnacles.
* Pankas replies quietly again

Pankas:
We'll see. We'll see.
DM:
The creature in the shadows speaks. Its voice is a low croak, with a hissing quality to it. Its lips slowly tear and re-knit before your eyes as it speaks.

Baernaloth:
Trust is a commodity, something either side in this bargain has yet to learn. You do not need to trust us, but judge the false knight by his own merits. Keep our words with you as you meet him, and judge him with them in mind.

Ultroloth:
But-!

Baernaloth:
Not our place, friend/

Pankas:
I have a question. Is he truly a knight, as we have been told?

Pankas:
The way people have reacted to this suggests... otherwise

Ultroloth:
A knight of sorts. He fought in a war, what more does he need. He has little reputation in the cage as a man of honour, though.

Pankas:
Very well.
darkreign:
http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=338418
DM:
cool

Pankas:
You wish for us to... Be rid of him?

Pankas:
I cannot guarantee that.

Pankas:
We will bear your words in mind, however.

Ultroloth:
If you must. But he has a letter. It has a seal on it, bound in yugoloth blood.

Ultroloth:
We need that as proof of his servitude, to present to the Baatezu nobles as proof of his treachery. My vengance is held back by their politics.

Pankas:
Is that everything?

Ultroloth:
Yes. It was a... pleasure.
* Pankas nods, standing up

Ultroloth:
When you're done.

Ultroloth:
If you're done

Ultroloth:
Ask around for 'azheirys' again.

Ultroloth:
And I'll send my rats to find you
Sax:
Darks new character is done
DM:
I know, I've seen the sheet
Sax:
Pacifist healer

Pankas:
Alright. We'll see.
Darth GW7:
Can we wrap up now, then? I need to go
* Azheirys nods at you.
DM:
Alright
Sax:
he heals, with his standard healing power 2d6 + charisma modifier + wisdom modifier + target's healing surge value
Sax:
:v
DM:
heh
Sax:
which he can do twice per short rest
Sax:
if he popped his daily he can heal +5 more hp
Darth GW7:
When we meeting again then?
DM:
you can do Arcana or Religion checks to find out more about the yugoloths, btw.
DM:
but we'll leave that for next time
DM:
What day?
DM:
?
Darth GW7:
Tomorrow too soon?
DM:
Yeah
Darth GW7:

Darth GW7:
thursday?
DM:
how does thursday work with you guys?
Zin:
thursday is no good for me
Zin:
sorry
DM:
ah
Darth GW7:
Weekends?
DM:
No can do, unfortunately
Zin:
the soonest for me is probably monday
DM:
mhm
Darth GW7:
It's half term next week btw
Darth GW7:
So I have all day
DM:
ah
Sax:
I saved the map
Zin:
today was an excellent session
Darth GW7:
indeed
Sax:

Darth GW7:
So, monday?
Darth GW7:
What time?

Aramil:
monday isnt good for me
Sax:
13:37
Darth GW7:
:C
Zin:
tuesday
DM:
ah?
Darth GW7:
All week should be fine
Nallin:
tuesday is always good
DM:
We really need to set up a regular day
Darth GW7:
What time, then?
Darth GW7:
Like I said I have all day next week
Nallin:
anytime is great on tuesday
Darth GW7:
Would be sweet if we could have an all-day-er
darkreign:
I got to go write my english paper anyways and cook dinner
DM:
I'm busy till 3.30 gmt on tuesday
Sax:
about the same
Darth GW7:
Alright then
Zin:
regular time?
Darth GW7:
WEll
Darth GW7:
I need to be off
Zin:
im 6 hours behind gmt anyway
DM:
alrighty
Darth GW7:
Tuesday it is then :3
Zin:
cya
DM:
bye
Darth GW7:
Byee
Nallin:
bye