November 15, 2002

Logfile from Malakai

Eclipse puts on his dragon medallion.

You say, "When last we left Hell's Errand Children, they had come to the conclusion that it might be in the best interests of their missing cabalmate to go to Theusleh and have a little chat with Caine Terz. Alas, they are students at an academy a long day's travel from their likely destination, so there will undoubtedly be a few obstacles for them to overcome before then."

[OOC] Typheous says, "Not to mention a few classes to skip."

[OOC] You say, "Makeup homework always sucks..."

[OOC] Tsharing says, "Do they have weekends here?"

[OOC] Psyche says, "Yep. Two-day weekends :)"

[OOC] Typheous thinks we just finished one...

[OOC] You say, "Yes, a two-day weekend, the last day of which is well along, at the moment."

[OOC] Tsharing says, "This is a college-set drama. The only purpose of lessons is to provide occasional springboards for stories centering around our wacky personal lives."

[OOC] Eclipse oops and very quickly updates the online calendar...

[OOC] Eclipse grins.

[OOC] Typheous says, "We were in Plax's room, right?"

[OOC] Typheous says, "No, we were in Nod's werent' we..."

[OOC] Eclipse thought you were talking in Nod's room. "I can't remember if you went back to Plax's as a group or not..."

[OOC] Rade says, "I dun think so"

[OOC] You say, "Then I'll say you're still in Nod's room with Lyka."

Typheous glances to the others. "We shoudl go and get what we'd need for the journey..." . o O ( And some of us might feel the need to let a professor know..)

Rade nods gently, biting her lip. "And let someone know we're going..."

Psyche says, "We should also let our professors know where we're going. . o O ( We -all- should, asshole.""

[OOC] Psyche ), noe ""

Tsharing says, "How long a trip will it be?"

[OOC] Psyche is typo queen today.

Typheous chuckles softly to himself, glancing to Psyche with a cadence. . o O ( True... )

[OOC] You say, "You could physically walk to Theusleh and back in two days, though that would leave no time for an interview unless Caine just happened to have a few free hours when you got there..."

Psyche glares at Typheous, inexplicably chilling slightly.

[OOC] Rade cannot believe we're going to harass some guy named caine....it's just wrong. :)

[OOC] Tsharing says, "Hey, I can read surface thoughts now. I can MST3K you guys."

[OOC] Typheous chuckles...

[OOC] Eclipse laughs and hits the Reality Button.

Typheous says, "Then shall we all be off, or shall we confront the professor's together?""

Tsharing says, "I could request of a spirit that it visit Caine and ask him on our behalf."

Rade frowns. "If something was wrong he'd have two whole days to do anything he wanted with poor, poor Plax though..."

Typheous frowns. "And are there any spirits around here you trust?"

Tsharing says, "That would depend on how sensitive you think the information will be."

Typheous shrugs. "It would depend on if Plax is there, and what Caine wants with him."

Psyche shakes her head. "Unless we're there, we won't know what he's done to alter the information we receive. Even then, there's a possibility. If we each speak with our masters and get permission....

[OOC] Psyche "

Tsharing says, "Then it would probably be better not to take the risk. Some spirits are fond of gossiping. But is there a reason we could not ask a master to send us there instantly?"

Rade's head tilts, "Do you actually think they would?"

Typheous studies the idea for a few minutes before looking back to Lyka. "That might work. I could ask Drapheous when I speak with him." His music seems hint at doubt.

Tsharing says, "If we explained our concerns to them, maybe. After all, they would stand to lose money, if nothing else."

User Conn Idle RP-Stat `@my tag is ...`

Eclipse 1h 0s IC Wiz Causing players confusion and trouble since '90

Tsharing 1h 1m IC PC

Typheous 1h 2m IC Wiz Well I'm terribly sorry, but I don't care...

Rade 38m 2m OOC Tec

Psyche 37m 4m IC Wiz I'm not good, I'm not nice, I'm just -right-...

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[OOC] Eclipse pokes.

Typheous frowns, his music matching. "Perhaps... Still, we would have to walk back. "

Psyche frowns. "If we are capable of making the journey ourselves...we should."

Tsharing says, "But that will be two whole days, as Rade said."

Rade brushes off her skirts, nodding gently at Psyche. "We probably should, but we can ask I guess. I need to speak with my mistress before I go."

Typheous nods. "As I said, I will ask Drapheous and see. I have a feeling it will be hard enough to convince them to let us go."

[OOC] You say, "Why is it that everytime I think of Drapheous, he looks like Gendo Ikari with a harp in my mind's eye?"

[OOC] Typheous says, "Gendo Ikari... shoot.. where is that from..."

[OOC] You say, "Evangelion"

[OOC] Tsharing says, "BRB"

[OOC] Typheous says, "Ah, yeah."

[OOC] You say, ""Typheous, you suck. You're my sucky little pawn. Get in the robot.""

[OOC] Rade grins.

[OOC] Rade says, "and Ikari with a harp seems...just.....wrong somehow :)"

[OOC] Typheous says, "Do I get to be whiny and have a big robot?"

[OOC] You say, "No, but you DO get to preserve humanity by being turned into orange goo..."

[OOC] Tsharing says, "So what would that make everyone else?"

[OOC] Rade says, "ewwww"

[OOC] Rade says, "annnnyway"

[OOC] Typheous says, "Right.... Mental note: see the movies...."

[OOC] You say, "Rade would be Rei, hands down."

[OOC] Rade facepalms

[OOC] You say, "Psyche would be Asuka."

Psyche nods. "I will speak with Master Liriel, as well."

[OOC] You say, "Tsharing would just be blind?"

[OOC] Psyche is -not- that flirty.

[OOC] Tsharing says, "Oh, thanks."

[OOC] Rade says, "or that cute :)"

[OOC] Typheous says, "And we all go and talk with our profs?"

[OOC] Psyche mutters. 3 appearance is cute :P

[OOC] Tsharing says, "Possibly Ritsuko, only without the eventual craziness. (though you never know)"

[OOC] Tsharing says, "I assume so?"

[OOC] Rade preens. "Not as cute asd meeeee."

[OOC] Psyche says, "Rei was cuter, nyah."

[OOC] You say, "Back to the Page Royale..."

User Conn Idle RP-Stat `@my tag is ...`

Eclipse 1h 0s IC Wiz Causing players confusion and trouble since '90

Psyche 47m 7s IC Wiz I'm not good, I'm not nice, I'm just -right-...

Rade 48m 28s OOC Tec

Tsharing 3m 34s IC PC

Typheous 1h 44s IC Wiz Well I'm terribly sorry, but I don't care...

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[OOC] Rade says, "ahh yes, that RP thing we were doing"

Psyche has received your page: "Liriel is sitting behind the desk in his office, watching the door, when you arrive. "How serious are you about your studies, Psyche?""

Rade wanders off to find Dina

Typheous leaves and heads toward Drapheous' quarters (ooc: Anyone ming me MS'ing so there's something to watch?)

Rade has received your page: "Dina is not home when you get to her house."

[OOC] Typheous says, "ming = mind.. and if someone else wants MS, go for it"

Rade pages: "any notes and or ideas about where she'd be?"

Tsharing has received your page: "(Who are you going to see? Your mentor is off fighting Fae somewhere on the borders...)"

(remotely) Psyche pales at the question. "My studies, sir?" . o O ( Is he kicking me out? ) "How can I possibly learn the responsibility and control I need without studying?"

[OOC] Rade says, "nah :)"

Tsharing pages: "= Who should I ask in that case, if anyone? If no-one, I'll go with whoever has the most generous mentor."

Eclipse [to Typheous]: You arrive at Drapheous's house. There aren't any 'enter and die' signs, today, though the house is quiet and the windows are dark.

Typheous knocks lightly on the door, glancing around the windows to see if there's movement.

Tsharing has received your page: "(Well, Rade's mentor, Dina, is probably the friendliest of the three, as long as you don't mind a walk in the woods...)"

Tsharing pages: "I'll ask if I can go with her, then. Multipage?"

Tsharing and Rade have received your page: "(The two of you are together) Well, when you visited Dina earlier, she was just stopping in to tend an injured bird and feed her other patients."

[OOC] Typheous says, "Hmm.. does Drapheous demand his students call him sir/professor, or is he the type to let them call him by name?"

Psyche has received your page: "Liriel, "I know you STUDY, Psyche, but are you SERIOUS about your studies? Life is more than book knowledge, you know. There is a difference between a disected cat on the table and a living, breathing cat.""

Rade pages: "wow, we have the same master? Didn't know that. :)"

!!! A checkpoint has begun. During the next few minutes, you will experience slow response time (AKA lag). Be patient, grasshopper.

!!! The checkpoint has finished. After a suspenseful 1 second, the world is saved once more.

Tsharing pages (to Eclipse, Rade): ""My mentor is presently unavaliable. There is a chance this will mean you have to go without me. Hopefully, one of them can be persuaded to transport me as well.""

[OOC] You say, "Typ - He's a formal type. Master will do..."

[OOC] Typheous says, "Just checking before I get myself in trouble..."

Eclipse [to Typheous]: Just when it seems like he isn't going to answer, the door swings open and Drapheous is blinking at you in mild annoyance. His left arm is in a sling.

Rade has received your page: "(No. Tsharing's mentor isn't at the academy, so she's tagging along with whosever's mentor is least likely to hand them by their toes.)"

Drapheous, "Yes? What do you want, Typheous?"

(remotely) Psyche nods, eyes widening. "I don't know how to be any more serious, sir. There's little enough chance to practise what I'm learning, but you know I take every chance I get. Have I done something wrong?"

(remotely to Tsharing, Eclipse) Rade bites her lip, looking at the door. "Mine isn't here...she might be in the woods...I'll have to look for her." A glance at Halda. "Try to get her scent?" Then back at Tsharing. "Maybe my mistress can speak to yours once he's returned?"

Typheous frowns at the arm, but doesn't say anything. "Master, a friend of mine has gone missing and my cabal and I thought it best if we could investigate the matter." His music shows his curiosity at the wound.

Tsharing pages (to Eclipse, Rade): ""Possibly. Do you want help to look for her?""

Psyche has received your page: "Liriel, "You came to ask my permission for a field trip, did you not? I want to be assured this will be a learning experience, not merely a chance to get away from the formalities of study for a few days.""

Tsharing and Rade have received your page: "Halda sniffs the air and trots east toward the forest."

Rade pages: "tsharing + :smiles very softly at Tsharing as she turns to follow the wolf. "Halda should be able to find her, but your welcome to come along and speak with her yourself.""

Rade pages: "tsharing = :smiles very softly at Tsharing as she turns to follow the wolf. "Halda should be able to find her, but your welcome to come along and speak with her yourself.""

Rade pages: "sorry, stupid plus sign"

Eclipse [to Typheous]: Drapheous's gaze follows yours. "All worlds are not as perfect as this one, Typheous. Well, then investigate. Just make sure you don't cut any classes."

(remotely) Psyche relaxes at the words. "Sir, I have no intention of shirking my studies on this trip. I had come to ask your permission to go and look for Plax, yes, but I had also intended to ask if there was something else I could do on the trip. I can't afford to get behind, not even a few days. There's too much to do. I'm not sure I'll be ready to go out in the world when graduation comes as it is; how can I possibly consider -skipping- studies?"

Typheous nods slowly. "Ah, yes, that. Well, where we need to go next with it would be abotu a days trip by foot.."

Tsharing pages (to Eclipse, Rade): ""Shall we follow the animal?""

Tsharing pages (to Eclipse, Rade): ""All right."

(remotely to Eclipse, Tsharing) Rade 's smile broadens a bit, then she turns to hurry after Halda.

Psyche has received your page: "Liriel, "You will go on this journey with your cabalmates, and I expressly forbid you from bringing your study materials with you. You will not be ready for the world if your only knowledge comes from books. If you are examining the hairs on your arm, how can you see the world? I am certain this trip will be educational for all of you. Certainly more realistic than some ridiculous illusion of Master Drapheous's""

Drapheous, "And a day back, as well, I imagine. I doubt my colleagues would approve such a field trip even if I did. What is the purpose of this journey?"

Rade and Tsharing have received your page: "Halda sets a brisk pace, but she lets you keep up with her. The sun nears the horizon with no sign of Dina Ithil. Shadows draw around the forest floor, and daytime sounds fade into evening noises."

Tsharing pages (to Eclipse, Rade): ""Is this where she usually is found?"

Typheous frowns. "Plax has gone missing. The evidence we've found leads us to believe that he has been abducted by a member of his rival family, Master. We wish to go and question him." The music shows a slight apprehension.

Psyche smiles tightly at the slight. "Thank you, sir. I'll be certain to ignore the hairs on my arms as much as possible during the trip. Do I need to speak with my professors and get their approval to miss classes, or may I leave that responsibility to you?"

Drapheous laughs sarcastically, "Oh, this is about POLITICS! Even better. Do you have any idea the rules of the game you're about to start playing?"

[OOC] Psyche intended to page that.

(remotely to Eclipse, Typheous) Psyche . o O ( No study materials at all...*a bit of fear* )

Typheous chuckles softly, the music lightening. "I believe I've watched the school's interactions quite a bit. And some of the larger world's."

(remotely to Tsharing, Eclipse) Rade frowns slightly, glancing at the sun. "She can be anywhere...but this might take too long if she's far." Her voice raises in a singsong call to the wolf. "Haaalda? How strong is the scent? Is she far?"

(remotely to Psyche, Eclipse) Typheous . o O ( Is that what he's threatening you with? Most wouldn't consider that a threat. )

Psyche has received your page: "Liriel, "I will speak to your professors. I do, however, expect you to catch up on anything you missed while you were gone as soon as you get back. It is one of life's lessons that the man or woman who takes more responsibility upon himself or herself must be willing to work. Accepting one responsibility does not relieve you of your others.""

(remotely to Eclipse, Typheous) Psyche . o O ( It's a condition of me going. I've been -ordered- to go, and not to take any study materials with me. Master Liriel says I spend too much time in books. )

Drapheous laughs, "Academy politics? Come in and have a seat, Typheous. Let me tell you about REAL politics.

(remotely) Psyche nods. "Of course, sir. I had not intended to shirk my other responsibilities. There will be far more weight of responsibility on me in the future; I must learn to bear all that I can." She takes a deep breath. "No study materials at all? Is my journal acceptable to take with me?"

Rade and Tsharing have received your page: "Halda looks up at you with an expression that seems to say, "Why are you stopping? The night is still young." She continues trotting east."

Typheous chuckles softly. "Thank you, Master." He starts into the house. "Although, the others will be waiting for me, I assume, so if it won't take too long..."

Tsharing pages (to Eclipse, Rade): "(follows)"

Tsharing pages: "= Raising Perception to 5 and listening for her. Df3."

[Roll]: Tsharing rolled Arete (3d10): 1, 6, 6 No diff given.

[Roll]: Tsharing rolled Arete (3d10): 7, 10, 4 No diff given.

Tsharing pages: "= 3 power, 2 duration."

(remotely to Eclipse, Psyche) Typheous . o O ( I'll have to keep you busy then. )

Drapheous, "Shut up, Typheous. You might learn something. Now, the first rule is that you can't avoid politics. You have to play or others will play you."

(to Tsharing) Eclipse nods.

Tsharing has received your page: "You don't yet hear her, so she must still be quite a ways off."

Tsharing pages: "= "She isn't nearby.""

Tsharing pages (to Eclipse, Rade): ""She isn't nearby.""

(remotely to Tsharing, Eclipse) Rade chews on her lip, glancing at Tsharing. "Maybe we should turn back...the rest will be waiting for us."

Typheous nods , starting to listen. Well, save for his music, which is stangely conducive to story telling.

Tsharing pages (to Eclipse, Rade): ""Can any of them scry?""

(remotely to Eclipse, Typheous) Psyche . o O ( Fuck off. You aren't coming anyfuckingwhere near me. I hope Drapheous fucking well makes you stay home like the irresponsible asshole you are. )

Rade pages (to Tsharing, Eclipse): "I'm not sure...."

Tsharing pages (to Eclipse, Rade): ""We should turn back. At least you can say you sought her out if she asks.""

(remotely to Eclipse, Psyche) Typheous . o O ( Well, it will really hard to travel together if I'm not near you. )

Drapheous, "We Troubadours are renown for our skill in interpersonal relations of all kinds. We play emotions the same as we do instruments. But we are also, and this is one thing you always seem to forget, very good at shutting our mouths and listening. People betray themselves daily. You must learn to look for their traitors - a wandering eye, an out-of-place facial expression, anything that might reveal their true motives. To play politics, you have to do this on a truly massive scale. You must watch for a long time before you can determine the best course of action. To do otherwise is to fall into a spider's web. Information is the only coin. The less people know about you, the less they can control you. The more you know about others, the more control over them you have. For example, one of the holds I have over you is I know why you and Psyche can communicate telepathically and feel each other's hurts. If I tell you, I am surrendering that power. If I withhold it while letting you know what I possess, my power is secure. Do you understand?"

Rade and Tsharing have received your page: "The darkness is complete. You can hear the sounds of running water up ahead."

(remotely to Eclipse, Typheous) Psyche . o O ( Exactly. You're going to stay here. )

Rade pages: "tsharing = :sighs softly, then nods. "Let's rest up ahead...then we'll go back. I'll leave a note.""

(remotely to Eclipse, Tsharing) Rade sighs softly, then nods. "Let's rest up ahead...then we'll go back. I'll leave a note."

Typheous nods. "Yes, Master." He looks like he is about to say something, but catches himself, waiting for Drapheous to continue.

[OOC] Rade mutters at mpage

Tsharing pages (to Eclipse, Rade): ""I could guide us back now. I don't need light.""

Typheous pages: "You just helped me decide how to spend my xp... I don't suppose I could boost my Wits to 3? OR shall I wait?"

Typheous has received your page: "It's up to you."

(remotely to Eclipse, Psyche) Typheous . o O ( Right... well, Drapheous might actually...shit... He knows we can talk this way... and that we can feel each other.... Dammit, he's not going to tell me, either... )

(remotely) Typheous nods. Think I will...

(remotely) Typheous buys it. woo...

Rade and Tsharing have received your page: "You come to Faeriver (the river, not the village). The trees don't grow close to the banks, here, and you can just see the setting moon behind you. There is a woman on the west bank, apparently washing clothing with a washboard and bar of soap, humming a lullaby in a minor key."

(remotely to Tsharing, Eclipse) Rade gazes through the darkness, biting her lip. "In a moment? Maybe she's seen her..."

Tsharing pages (to Eclipse, Rade): ""All right.""

Rade and Tsharing have received your page: "Woman, "I can't get the blood out, Mother. I never thought blood stains could be this stubborn." She scrubs harder."

[OOC] Rade eyes Eclipse.

[OOC] You say, "What?"

[OOC] Rade just...eyes. :)

[OOC] Eclipse smiles innocently.

(remotely to Eclipse, Typheous) Psyche blinks, unacountably, shaking her head, trying to keep her composure while waiting for Liriel to respond. . o O ( What, you didn't tell him to begin with? I told Master Liriel...when all this started. Fuck, I -know- he knows something about what's going on, but he won't say. )

(remotely to Eclipse, Tsharing) Rade blinks, walking smoothly toward her, voice very small and a little troubled. "Excuse me...miss?"

Psyche has received your page: "Liriel, "Your journal is fine.""

(remotely to Eclipse, Psyche) Typheous . o O ( Well, I might have mentioned it, but it would have been in a drunken rant soon after it started. )

Tsharing and Rade have received your page: "She turns to look at you, the shirt and soap falling in the grass. The fingers on each of her hands are shortened and covered in blood, as though she has worn the first digit of each finger away for scrubbing. Her face is a featureless black, though yellow first quarter moon makes her eyes appear as glowing yellow semicircles in the darkness of her hair."

(remotely to Eclipse, Typheous) Psyche . o O ( Master Liriel knows everything that's happened. He just intends me to figure out the why for myself. Not look for the easy answers. )

[OOC] Rade whimpers

(remotely) Psyche nods. "Thank you, sir. Is there anything else I -should- take?"

[OOC] You say, "What did I do now? *innocent smile*"

Tsharing pages (to Eclipse, Rade): ""I think we should leave her alone. She is plainly busy.""

[OOC] Typheous just has to listen to a rant....

(remotely to Eclipse, Psyche) Typheous . o O ( Drapheous just wants to lord it over me. )

(remotely to Eclipse, Tsharing) Rade squeeks softly, flinching back from the woman. A glance at Tsharing, and a frown. "Maybe she needs help..." A hesitant step forward. "M....miss? A...are you okay?"

Tsharing pages: "Do I have any idea what this might signify?"

Psyche has received your page: "Liriel, "You're a grown woman, Psyche. You must learn to trust your own judgement. If you cannot decide what to pack for a journey, how can you hope to trust yourself to discern which things must come to an end?""

Drapheous, "Now, I believe I can arrange transportation for you and your companions, once you have gathered possessions necessary to make this journey. Remember, the shortest road is not always the easiest one."

Typheous nods slowly. "Thank you, Master. Is there anything else...." His music is a bit surprised at the mention of travel.

Rade and Tsharing have received your page: "She gives a hoarse laugh. "My shirt has blood stains on it. Of COURSE I'm not okay! Why do you travel the woods at night?""

(remotely) Psyche pales again. "That...was not my intention in asking, sir. I apologise for sounding so childish." She closes her eyes. "Thank you for your permission, sir."

Tsharing has received your page: "Give me an Int + Occult, dif 6"

(remotely to Eclipse, Typheous) Psyche . o O ( So is he going to make you stay behind? )

Tsharing pages: "Past Lives applicable?"

(remotely to Eclipse, Psyche) Typheous . o O ( Actually, he's providing transportation... )

Drapheous, "Yes. Come back in one piece. The Druanae outnumber the Troubadours at this academy by too much, already."

Typheous chuckles, standing slowly. "I will do my best, Master. Hopefully nothing like the trial."

(remotely to Eclipse, Typheous) Psyche . o O ( Oh, godsfuckingdamn. )

Eclipse [to Typheous]: He seems to consider this for a little while. "Although, if Rade and Plax... On second thought, make sure that if you can't make it back, neither can Rade and Plax." He smiles venomously.

Tsharing has received your page: "Yes."

[Roll]: Tsharing rolled dice (2d10): 10, 9 No diff given.

[OOC] Rade says, "geeze :)"

[Roll]: Tsharing rolled Past Lives (5) and Lives (0) (5d10): 5, 5, 9, 3, 3 ** 1 success (diff 6) **

Typheous raises an eyebrow. "Oh?"

[Roll]: Tsharing rolled Intelligence (2) and Occult (2) (4d10): 8, 1, 7, 3 ** 1 success (diff 6) **

[Roll]: Tsharing rolled dice (1d10): 7 No diff given.

Tsharing pages: "2"

Drapheous, "The fear of others is a very rare fruit. Savor it when you can. Now, get out of my house. I have real work to do, today. Meet me here at dawn, and I'll arrange your transportation."

Tsharing has received your page: "It is either a wraith or a deceiver Fae masquerading as a wraith."

Typheous frowns and nods, turning to leave. "Certainly, Master."

Tsharing pages (to Eclipse, Rade): "(quietly) "This is either a ghost or a fae. Either way, it is not our concern right now.""

[OOC] Typheous goes to get his things ready and wait at the spot we were to meet at afterwards.

(remotely to Eclipse, Tsharing) Rade glances at Tsharing nervously, whispering. "She still might need our help..." Her voice still very shaky as she talks to the woman. "I'm at home in the woods...but I seek my mistress...she passed this way? Would you tell me what you've seen today if I help you clean your clothing?"

Tsharing and Rade have received your page: "Woman, "Answer the question! A seeress is of little use without people whose fortunes she might read. What brings you here."

Tsharing pages (to Eclipse, Rade): ""We are looking for someone."

Rade pages (to Eclipse, Tsharing): "OOC Mine would fit in there somewhere I'm sure."

Typheous pages (to Psyche, Eclipse): ". o O ( And now he's creeping me out... )"

Tsharing and Rade have received your page: "Woman, "That's more like it. See that the blacksmith of Theusleh does nothing to offend my people. Our retaliation is a swift and merciless as an ocean wave. Those who live in bubbles would do well not to pierce the boundary of their realm.""

(remotely to Eclipse, Typheous) Psyche . o O ( Really? *interested* )

Rade pages: "tsharing = :blinks. "Blacksmith?" Fighting down a wave of fear she takes another step forward. "Miss...please...tell me what your doing here?""

(remotely to Eclipse, Tsharing) Rade blinks. "Blacksmith?" Fighting down a wave of fear she takes another step forward. "Miss...please...tell me what your doing here?"

(remotely to Psyche, Eclipse) Typheous . o O ( Yeah.... Anyway.... *falls into interneal mumbled thoughts* )

(remotely to Eclipse, Typheous) Psyche . o O ( No, no...how's he creeping -you- out? )

Tsharing pages (to Eclipse, Rade): ""We should go.....this is not safe.""

Tsharing and Rade have received your page: "Woman, "Pierced bubbles burst. Ah, that would be the sound of your mentor returning. I am Starling Shorthand. When you have no path to follow, call upon me, and I will find you." She melts into the river."

Typheous pages (to Eclipse, Psyche): ". o O ( Let's just say, I'm not sure how much of what we do is our own choice... and I'm beginning to think our professors play more games than we know. )"

Tsharing and Rade have received your page: "Dina, "Rade, Tsharing, what are you doing this close to the river after dark?""

Tsharing pages (to Eclipse, Rade): ""Searching for you."

(remotely to Eclipse, Typheous) Psyche . o O ( Everything we do is our own choice. Those who manipulate us do it only by our own consent, conscious or not. )

(remotely to Eclipse, Tsharing) Rade 's eyes widen as she watches, stepping back from the river. "Someone....something...was here. We were looking for you mistress." She looks quite shaken. . o O ( Starling Shorthand, what were you? )

(remotely to Psyche, Eclipse) Typheous . o O ( Now you're sounding like him... )

Rade and Tsharing have received your page: "Dina, "It is dangerous to wander the woods after dark, especially this close to the Uncharted Realms. Let's get you back to the academy. Why were you looking for me?""

(remotely to Eclipse, Typheous) Psyche . o O ( If so, then he's got something right. )

(remotely) Psyche Liriel have anything more to say?

(remotely) Psyche meant to put that in quotes.

(remotely to Eclipse, Tsharing) Rade nods meekly, eyes lowering. "I'm sorry mistress, it was urgent...our friend, Plax, has gone missing. We need to search for him and I wished to ask your leave so that I might go with them."

Psyche has received your page: "(That was pretty much a subtle dismissal, actually)"

(remotely to Eclipse, Psyche) Typheous . o O (*seems to be ignoring you* But why.. Plax... Rade.... )

Rade pages: "OOC Was halda there during ther time starling was there?"

(remotely) Psyche just wanted to make sure.

Rade has received your page: "(Yes. She was oddly quiet, though)"

(remotely) Psyche stands after a moment, inclines her head. "I'll check in with you when I return, sir." And goes to get her stuff ready (being particularly thorough in the packing) and meet up.

Rade and Tsharing have received your page: "Dina, "How long would you be gone? There is much work to be done here.""

Tsharing pages (to Eclipse, Rade): ""It is two days travel there and back. Though if someone was able to magically transport it, it would be far less time."

[OOC] Tsharing says, "'it' / 'us', rather."

(remotely to Eclipse, Tsharing) Rade 's eyes stay averted. "Yes...hopefully only a few days, though depending on how difficult it is...perhaps a little longer."

Rade and Tsharing have received your page: "Dina, "I'm afraid I can offer little assistance there. Two days is not such a long time, though. Make sure you pack for unexpected eventualities, though. The spirits of the road play harsh tricks on those who least expect them.""

Tsharing pages (to Eclipse, Rade): ""What precautions do you suggest?"

Rade and Tsharing have received your page: "Dina, "Extra food. Heavy clothing. Weapons. Cooking utensils. 50ft of rope. Whatever you think will increase your likelihood of survival if you must leave the road. Whatever force has stolen your friend might decide you, too, are his enemies. Twelve miles can seem a great distance when armed men who will kill you on sight are blocking the road.""

[OOC] Eclipse just couldn't resist.

[OOC] Typheous hmms... another time to figure out what happened when I do the quotes.

You say, "Rade, Tsharing, and Dina come out of the forest a couple hours after sunset."

[OOC] Psyche meets up with Typheous at wherever they were supposed to meet?

(remotely to Eclipse, Tsharing) Rade nods quietly, "May I take what I need from your stores? And could you please pass word to Tsharing's master...he is busy at the moment."

[OOC] Rade seems to be always wandering out of the woods. :)

Dina, "I hardly think he is too focused on Tsharing's whereabouts, at the moment. The inhabitants of the Uncharted Realms no doubt keep his mind quite occupied."

Dina, "I am sure provisioning can be arranged."

Typheous is lying on the ground, looking up at the sky, lost in thought. His music seems to be wandering through several different tunes.

(remotely) Psyche has one more thing to do before she goes, while she's packing...she goes to see Merekke briefly. But we can go over that later.

Tsharing says, "I am confident he will prevail. He is highly skilled."

(to Psyche) Eclipse nods.

Dina nods, "He would have to be to survive on the borders for as long as he has."

Psyche is pacing back and forth, muttering to herself. . o O ( Did I think of everything, talk to everyone.... )

Rade nods again. "Thank you mistress. I'll return as quickly as I am able." Her eyes are a bit troubled as she finally looks up at her.

Typheous slowly sits up. . o O ( Well, you have until dawn to make sure of it... ) He glances over to Tsharing, Dina, and Rade.

Psyche's gaze follows Typheous. . o O ( Do you have to comment on everything I think? Fuck, you're such a fucking voyeur. )

Typheous pulls himself up from the ground. . o O ( Well, if you did anything worth watching... )

Psyche snarls softly in Typheous's direction. . o O ( I'd fucking well make sure you never fucking well got a chance to see it. )

Typheous smiles to the approaching women. "Are we all ready?" . o O ( You're assuming it won't be me it's with? Aww... )

You say, "Dina eventually goes indoors to sleep."

Psyche's snarl becomes audible as she skitters backwards away from Typheous. "The fuck it would be!"

Tsharing says, "What would be?"

Typheous chuckles softly, looking slightly surprised. His music doesn't seem to mirror the surprise, though.

Rade blinks as she turns away from the departing Dina, sighing softly at Psyche and admonishing softly. "Language...."

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Rade 2h 1m OOC Tec

Typheous 3h 1m IC Wiz Well I'm terribly sorry, but I don't care...

Tsharing 1h 2m IC PC

Psyche 2h 3m IC Wiz I'm not good, I'm not nice, I'm just -right-...

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Psyche's cheeks flush as Tsharing speaks. "Asshole over there made a proposition I have no fucking intention of accepting, and I don't fucking well appreciate it."

Typheous bows his head to Psyche. "I am sorry. I should not have said that." . o O ( A proposition I'm sure they didn't hear... )

Tsharing says, "He didn't say anything."

Psyche says, "Not loud enough for you to hear. I got the message quite clearly though."

Rade grumbles, her admonishment louder. "Language!"

Tsharing says, "Would you like some privacy so you no longer have to whisper propositions to each other?"

[OOC] Eclipse LOL

[OOC] Psyche dies.

[OOC] Tsharing says, "Funny thing is, she's completely po-faced when she says that."

Psyche's eyes flash. "If he would give me some fucking privacy, I'd love it, Tsharing. But he doesn't seem to think I need any godsdamned privacy."

Typheous smiles warmly. His music reflects his amusement. "Another time, perhaps, Tsharing. Right now, I did arrange transportation come dawn."

Tsharing says, "Do you mean telepathy?"

From Psyche: [Private Roll]: Psyche rolled Willpower (8) (8d10): 7, 5, 8, 8, 2, 5, 4, 4 No diff given.

Rade sighs, tossing up her hands and wandering a few yards away. At least the random profanity will be quieter there. She motions the wolf to follow.

[OOC] Tsharing says, "BRB"

You say, "Drapheous comes out of his house at about midnight, dressed in a silken red robe covered in little gold pictures of identical harps. He's also wearing slippers that look like fluffy harpsichords. "What are you doing out here in the cold? Have you forgotten it's WINTER, now? Get inside. If you're packed, there's little point in waiting until dawn, now is there?""

Psyche says, obviously trying not to snarl at Tsharing, "I mean he won't fucking well leave me alone."

[OOC] You say, "That was a repost"

Typheous nods to Drapheous. "Sorry, Master. Trying to control something is all. Bed is a good idea."

Psyche says, obviously trying not to snarl at Tsharing, "I mean he won't fucking well leave me alone."

[OOC] Psyche also reposes.

Tsharing says, "I could teach you how to block out mental distraction, if you wish."

Psyche shakes her head. "Wouldn't help, sorry."

Typheous shakes his head, turning to head to his dorm. "In any case, we should get some sleep.." . o O ( Sorry, got carried away there. )

Drapheous, "Yes, it is. I was thinking the very same thing myself, Typheous. Try to convince your little lover over there to keep her voice down before she wakes all the whiny little brats in Cicero Hall up."

You say, "He slams the door."

Typheous pauses slightly at the word lover, as does his music. . o O ( Dammit, does everyone think we're boffing? )

[Roll]: Psyche rolled Willpower (8) (8d10): 8, 3, 1, 7, 10, 5, 7, 3 No diff given.

Rade jumps as the door slams, eying the group. She wanders back over slowly. "I'm going to pack, then sleep. I'll see you in the morning." And with that, she starts toward the dorm."

Tsharing says, "If you say so, though it is merely a matter of adequate willpower. If you will excuse me, I must prepare."

You say, "Halda pads along behind her."

Tsharing goes back to the dorm.

Psyche whirls toward the door, eyes flashing. If it was cold out before, it's positively glacial now. "I am not and never will be fucking him!" she snarls at the door, entirely too loudly - but stops short of screaming it. . o O ( Fucking... ) She stalks off toward the dorm.

Typheous shrugs and walks at a light gait to his dorm, watching the stars on the way.

[OOC] You say, "FF to morning?"

Psyche . o O ( Adequate fucking willpower....I can block you out of my head, but I can't keep from knowing where you are, I can't keep from hurting when you're wounded, and why the FUCK does everyone think we're fucking? )

[OOC] Typheous says, "Sure. I don't think we need to detail the mental conversation.. *Grin*"

Tsharing calls back faintly. "There is no need to shout."

[OOC] Psyche says, "And it continues in that vein :P"

Typheous . o O ( Might be your language..... )

[OOC] Typheous grins.

(remotely) Rade will interrogate her wolf about starling overnight, but that's about it.

[OOC] Psyche says, "Oh, -this- is going to be a charming journal entry for today."

You say, "The sun rises, muted by clouds that are sending small flakes of snow to the earth, just beginning to cover the grass."

Typheous is at Drapheous' just before dawn with a pack of travelling gear, wearing clothes a bit too bright for most to travel in and his swords at his hips.

Rade has received your page: "Halda claims not to know anything more about Starling except that she is another spirit."

Tsharing pages: "Setting up a cold shield. 3 duration. What effect would be needed to make it feel pleasantly warm?"

Rade pages: "alrightyt"

Tsharing has received your page: "2 suc should do it."

Psyche makes a point of being there just a few minutes earlier than Typheous. She's dressed in her usual white, accented with jewel-tones just as bright as Typheous's. And her knife. And a pack that's as efficiently packed as possible.

[OOC] Psyche is the anal-retentive poster child.

[Roll]: Tsharing rolled Arete (3d10): 3, 4, 10 No diff given.

[Roll]: Tsharing rolled Arete (3d10): 10, 6, 4 No diff given.

Tsharing turns up, carrying a small pack and carrying a walking staff, dressed in light clothing, seeminly unbothered by the cold.

Rade appears at dawn with her own pack, filled with items. The pack seems well packed, if perhapse a touch heavy for the woman, even though it's smaller than the average pack. Her clothes are pretty much the same as she always wears, durable and travel ready. Her sling hangs from her waist, along with a small bag of stones, as well as a short knife.

[OOC] You say, "So, who's going to knock? *evil grin*"

Typheous will wait until just before dawn, and if it looks like he's going to be late, he'll knock.

You say, "Drapheous answers the door, yawning and looking like he hasn't gotten a wink of sleep. 'Is it morning already? Hm, I suppose it is. Come in. You might as well stay warm as long as possible.'"

Typheous smiles, nodding his head, and starts into the house. "Thank you, Master."

You say, "He leads you into his conservatory and sits at the harpsichord. "Theusleh, right?""

Psyche stays as far away from Typheous as possible. She's also stubbornly mute.

Rade stays to one side, this isn't her master after all.

[OOC] You say, "Why does no one want to talk to Drapheous? *evil grin*"

Typheous nods to Drapheous. "Yes, that's right, Master."

[OOC] Psyche says, "Because he's got Typheous-cooties!"

Drapheous yawns, "Just checking. Let's see how out of tune this..."

You say, "He plays a few really bad notes."

Drapheous, "QUITE out of tune, then. Answers THAT question."

Typheous winces at the notes, his music chording for what should have been played.

[OOC] Typheous has a bad feeling about this...

[OOC] Rade whimpers.

Rade bites her lip to stifle a giggle at the bad notes.

Psyche flinches at the notes. . o O ( Tell me he's just fucking with us. )

Drapheous, "Hmm, harpsichord might be a bad idea, then. Let me get my flute. Should suffice for this one."

[OOC] You say, "Drapheous isn't a morning person?"

Typheous nods slowly, shifting slightly. . o O ( He's not used to being up this early... )

You say, "Drapheous leaves the room for a minute and returns with a silver flute slightly rimed with frost. He blows into it until the frost melts. "Ah, there we go." He plays a rapid scale."

Tsharing says, "It is good."

Typheous's music matches Drapheous's scale, chording along with it.

Drapheous, "First, I'm going to play something to relax you for your journey. Just clear your mind and let the music's magic work. It will make the transportation easier on us all."

You say, "Drapheous begins to play a gentle, soothing melody like wind blowing through reeds on a cold winter night. (anyone resisting?)"

Psyche attempts to relax as much as she can with Typheous around.

Rade nods quietly, kneeling down next to her wolf and listening to the music. She doesn't resist.

Typheous nods to Drapheous, his music matching the the tune. (no resistance here)

[OOC] Tsharing says, "No."

[OOC] Rade gets this sudden 'the lion, the witch, and the wardrobe' flash....

You say, "You all enter a half-trance, visions of sweeping, snow-covered landscapes flashing before your eyes. Mountains. Forests. Frozen valleys. Iced over rivers. The vision becomes more and more whole until you can no longer see the flickering anymore. A desolate winter landscape surrounds you. The sound of Drapheous' flute fades into the whistle of the winter wind blowing through the pines and you are in a thick, coniferous forest on a slight slope. The snow here is three inches deep, but you can see the branches above are much heavier with snow. Though the wind is fierce above, the air is almost still here on the forest floor."

Tsharing looks around, unfazed. "Now, where is Caine?"

[OOC] You say, "In case you couldn't guess, this is NOT the city of Theusleh..."

Typheous wraps his cloak tightly around himself, his music playing with the wind. "Good question...." He looks around for something resembling a path/road.

Psyche tightens her cloak slightly, then looks around as well.

Eclipse [to Typheous]: There is a set of rabbit footprints leading off behind you, but no other indication of a path.

Typheous frowns at the rabit's path. "Well, any idea which way to Theusleh? Or shall I see what I can divine?"

Rade blinks, frowning almost immediatly. She glances down at Halda for comfort, looking around again. "We might not be even close...."

Tsharing says, "Try that."

Psyche kneels in the snow, sketching in front of her as she murmurs to herself.

Psyche pages: "Minimap"

You say, "Halda sniffs a tree and marks her territory with a wolfish grin."

[OOC] Typheous says, "Corr 1 let me cast "Find Theusleh"?"

[Roll]: Psyche rolled Arete (2d10): 9, 4 ** 2 successes (diff 3) **

[Roll]: Psyche rolled Arete (2d10): 10, 10 ** 2 successes (diff 3) **

[Roll]: Psyche rolled Arete (2d10): 5, 5 ** 2 successes (diff 3) **

Rade mutters. "Not now Halda!"

Psyche pages: "1 into effect, 3 into range, 2 into duration."

Psyche has received your page: "You are completely surrounded by coniferous forest. The ground slopes down ahead of you and up behind, with the slope growing slightly more steep as it continues uphill."

Psyche pages: "Anything living and sentient besides us?"

[OOC] Tsharing says, "You'd need Mind or Life 1 in addition, I think."

[OOC] Typheous has both....

Psyche has received your page: "Living, yes, but not sentient. The living things are mostly birds, small mammals, etc..."

[OOC] Tsharing says, "Oh, the city? Then no."

Psyche pages: "About how far can I 'see'?"

Psyche has received your page: "About half a mile in all directions."

Typheous frowns at the cold. "Well, we need to come up with some thing soon..."

Psyche pages: "No road?"

Psyche says "There's nothing but animals for half a mile around...downhill that way, uphill this. The slope gets steeper as it goes uphill."

Psyche has received your page: "Nope."

Rade pages: "Gonna cast my rote Weather ward to protect against the cold :)"

Tsharing says, "Why did he send us here?"

Psyche shrugs. "My guess is this was a safe place to send us." She looks around, as if trying to pierce the gloom of the forest.

Typheous nods slowly as he listens to Psyche. "My guess is that it's either he was too tired or that he's trying to cover our entrance to town. Let me try somthing here and see if I can find out where we are."

[OOC] Typheous says, "Mind 1/Corr 1 to look for sentients near by. diff... 3 w/ foci?"

Rade pages: "Diff 3 assuming everything's kosher?"

Eclipse [to Typheous]: Yep.

Rade has received your page: "I'm trying to remember that rote... Which Spheres?"

Rade pages: "Life 1 :)"

Rade pages: "probably two for extreams, basically protects against extream weather"

Typheous draws his main gauche and begins to circle, staring down it's blade.

Rade has received your page: "Life 1 can let you detect life only. Life 2 could heal existing damage. Life 3 would be required for an active Effect."

[Roll]: Typheous rolled Arete (3d10): 4, 2, 7 ** 2 successes (diff 3) **

[Roll]: Typheous rolled Arete (3d10): 10, 5, 8 ** 3 successes (diff 3) **

Tsharing says, "I can grant you resistance to the cold, if anyone wishes."

[Roll]: Typheous rolled Arete (3d10): 6, 5, 3 ** 3 successes (diff 3) **

[OOC] Typheous says, "Umm... what would 6 into range get me for distance?"

Psyche [to Tsharing]: I'd rather you taught me how instead.

Eclipse [to Typheous]: About half a mile, which is pretty much the limit of Cor 1.

[OOC] Typheous releases it, 2 into effect, 6 into range... Just a brief scan.

Rade pages: "Okay....well...remind me to replace that rote then."

Tsharing says, "That may be impractical here."

Typheous has received your page: "You pretty much find out what Psyche finds out - no sentient beings in range, aside from yourselves, and you're on a steady slope."

Rade wraps her arms around herself, shivering softly. "We can't stay here long..."

Typheous sighs, shaking his head. "Nothing.... Well, let's try down the hill. Unless people think there's something up.."

Psyche purses her lips. "Just a Life effect, or is there something more to it?" . o O ( What, didn't believe me? )

Tsharing says, "We seem to have little choice."

Typheous turns to start down the hill. . o O ( Just thought I'd see if I could get anything else... )

Rade hops gently fom one foot to another. "It'll be warmer if we move..."

You say, "You walk for about twenty minutes before you see a circular patch on the ground where there is no snow. Small mushrooms make up the patch's perimeter."

[OOC] Psyche says, "Tshar, going to answer Psyche's question?"

[OOC] Tsharing says, "Sorry, missed it."

[OOC] You say, "Everyone give me a Per + Occult, dif 6."

[Roll]: Tsharing rolled Perception (2) and Occult (2) (4d10): 6, 8, 5, 2 ** 2 successes (diff 6) **

[Roll]: Typheous rolled Perception (3) and Occult (0) (3d10): 2, 7, 10 ** 2 successes (diff 6) **

Rade pages: "herbalism to id the shrooms? :)"

Tsharing says, "It is a simple order to the forces surrounding you acheived through certain stances."

[Roll]: Rade rolled Perception (2) and Occult (0) (2d10): (5), (4) [Injury penalty: -2] ** 0 successes (diff 6) **

[OOC] Rade blinks

[OOC] Rade says, "where'd that injury come from :)"

Rade has received your page: "Separate roll"

[OOC] Typheous hides the knife. "What injury?"

[OOC] Rade eyes Ty. "I know yer after me!"

Rade pages: "herb + intel?"

[OOC] You say, "Hides the key to Pandora's Box behind his back. "What are you talking about?""

[Roll]: Psyche rolled Perception (3) and Occult (0) (3d10): 9, 8, 10 ** 3 successes (diff 6) **

Rade pages: "and same diff?"

Rade has received your page: "Yes. First is just to recognize the pattern of fungi. Second to identify the species of shroom."

[OOC] Psyche says, "-Tsharing The "just a Life effect, or is there something more to it""

[Roll]: Rade rolled Herbalism (4) and Intelligence (3) (7d10): 8, 4, 5, 1, 1, (7), (9) [Injury penalty: -2] ** 0 successes (diff 6) **

[OOC] Rade eyes that stupid penalty

[OOC] Rade says, "it won't go awya!"

[OOC] Tsharing says, "Replied, see above."

[OOC] Tsharing says, "Among the rolls."

[OOC] Rade says, "that should have been 1 success"

[OOC] Psyche nods.

[OOC] Psyche will fix @ow in a sec, Rade.

You say, "Everyone except Rade recognizes it as a faerie ring, which would be a bad place to walk through, though it would be a small matter to walk around it."

Rade has received your page: "The mushrooms are poisonous, but they should NOT be growing here at this time of year."

[OOC] Rade mutters. "And I'm the one with fae blood

Rade blinks at the ring. "What are these doing here right now...."

Typheous stops when he sees it, looks aroudn to make sure nothings bizzare is coming at them or hiding in the woods. He motions to the ring. "Don't go into it..." His other hand grips at his rapier.

Tsharing says, "It is not relevant."

Psyche nods slightly. "I don't have that kind of control, I don't think." she answers Tsharing, then glances at the ring with an expression of distaste. . o O ( No more fae...)

Rade pages: "are they exceptionally rare or anything?"

Typheous . o O ( You're telling me... )

Rade has received your page: "No. Just your usual toadstools, really, but they shouldn't be growing in the snow."

[OOC] Psyche needs another dot of forces yet, I think, yes?

[OOC] Rade hrms

From Rade: [Private Roll]: Rade rolled Intelligence (3) (3d10): 9, (10), (4) [Injury penalty: -2] No diff given.

Tsharing says, "I can show you the basics, even if you're not advanced enough to do it for yourself yet."

Rade steps a little closer to the ring, intent on collecting one of the toadstools.

[OOC] You say, "Tsharing breaks out the "respect my paradigm" stick?"

Typheous starts around the edge of the ring. "Let's go around it.. at a distance. Rade! Stop!"

Psyche nods at Tsharing, not looking away from the ring. . o O ( Go around it? ) "Rade, don't -touch- that!"

[OOC] Psyche giggles at Typh.

Rade blinks, glancing back, though stepping closer still. "What? I just want a sample...it might be a new species..."

Psyche snaps, "It's a faerie ring. Don't fuck with it - unless you really want to piss off the fae."

Tsharing says, "Then follow my movements. A warding gesture to reject the cold, a symbolic embrace of warmth....."

Typheous steps after her. "Because it's a fae ring and I don't think we really want to attract their attention." His hand reachs for Rade's shoulder.

Typheous . o O ( Stop it... )

Psyche . o O ( Fuck, stop it! )

Typheous . o O ( Gah! )

You say, "Halda growls warningly at Typheous."

Rade looks back again, eyes confused. "No one's here...I'll just take one."

Psyche turns, glaring at Typheous. "Hold on a second, Tsharing. I'll learn once I'm sure Rade's not going to get us all killed by touching things she shouldn't."

Typheous tries to grab Rade's arm, ignoring the wolf. "Rade, stop, please. I don't know what the fae will do to us if we go in there."

Tsharing waits.

You say, "Halda's eyes narrow and she bares her teeth menacingly."

Tsharing says, "If you want to go in there, then allow us to get some distance away first."

[OOC] Rade halos.

Psyche says, "And say goodbye to your wolf before you do."

Rade tries to keep her arm out of Typheous' reach, "I'm not -going- in...I'm just taking a stupid mushroom...now just wait a second."

[OOC] Rade rars.

Psyche says, "Rade, don't be a fucking idiot! You touch a fae ring, you draw their attention!"

[OOC] Tsharing says, "Don't smoke the 'shrooms....."

Typheous sighs. "Rade! Don't touch them. They're not going anywhere unless the fae that put them there want them to. Do you know what the fae do to people that annoy them?" He tries to shift so that if he has to jump Rade and pull her to the ground they don't fall into the cricle.

Rade turns to glare at Psyche. "Watch your language....if your so afraid...go down the hill a little ways, I'll be down in a minute." She draws her dagger to use to help cut one of the shrooms loose.

[OOC] Psyche says, "And Hell's Errand Children get distracted by mushrooms."

Typheous takes a slow step forward. "Rade! Don't make me do this..."

[OOC] You say, "When he was just starting high school, Schick wrote a short story called 'Lost to the Mushrooms' that, to this day, I still occasionally quote at him."

Psyche says, "Fucking moron. And I thought you were supposed to know about nature."

[OOC] You say, "Pick the mushroom! Pick the mushroom!"

[OOC] You say, "Um, I mean... er..."

[OOC] Rade grins.

[OOC] Psyche twitches.

Rade glares at Psyche. "More than you'll ever know..." then turns confused eyes on Typheous. "Do what?"

From Psyche: [Private Roll]: Psyche rolled Willpower (8) (8d10): 2, 10, 7, 9, 6, 2, 6, 2 No diff given.

[OOC] Eclipse bangs his head against the keyboard. "bbb nnb b nijjnhygtgrfvty"

[OOC] Psyche laughs.

Typheous stares at Rade. "I'm not going to let you endager yourself by touching those mushrooms, ok?"

[OOC] Tsharing says, "Watch your language!"

[OOC] Typheous chuckles.

[OOC] You say, "Jeez. That looks like the name of an Elder God, doesn't it?"

Rade rolls her eyes. "Your going to make me freeze to death talking...now just keep going, I'll be down in a minute." She starts to kneel next to one shroom.

[OOC] Rade grins

Psyche turns around. "Fine. It's your own fucking funeral if you won't listen to three people who -know- what it is tell you something shouldn't be fucked with."

Psyche stalks a good ten yards down the hill.

[OOC] Rade says, "That's it...your getting a language filter as soon as I figure out how to do it :)"

[OOC] Rade says, "hmm...mind 3? :)"

Typheous sighs, and reaches out for Rade again. "Rade, this is your last warning..."

[OOC] Psyche has to play her 1 Charisma somehow :P

Tsharing shrugs, and leaves.

Psyche . o O ( Fuck it. She's not going to listen to you, and you're just going to get nailed by the wolf for touching her. )

Typheous . o O ( But I can't let her endanger herself, dammit, because it will be me getting her out of trouble... And I'd rather deal with the wolf... )

[OOC] Rade grins. "aren't you supposed to make sure I don't come home?" :)

[OOC] Typheous says, "Only if I don't come back."

[OOC] Rade says, "keep taunting the wolf :)"

Psyche . o O ( Gee, thanks. )

Typheous . o O ( And I'd rather I get hurt than a friend, ok? )

Rade sighs, reaching out intent on scraping away dirt from one of the mushrooms, attempting to get as much of it and it's roots as possible. "Typeous...just leave me alone."

[OOC] Rade eyes the grammer in that

[OOC] Typheous is torn... do I jump her and get bit or let her touch it and leave us to the mercy of the fae? I'm thinking option 1 is safer....

Psyche . o O ( A friend, or a nice piece of ass? )

Typheous . o O ( You know, I'm not always thinking with my penis, ok? )

You say, "A huge creature with a wolf's face appears in the center of the ring, hands clasping a notched battle axe as it snarls."

Psyche . o O ( No, but I know what you've thought about her, remember? )

Tsharing says, "Excuse me."

Psyche turns around at the snarl. "See?"

Tsharing pages: "Damage-enhancing on the staff. Df4."

[Roll]: Tsharing rolled Arete (3d10): 4, 1, 3 No diff given.

[Roll]: Tsharing rolled Arete (3d10): 10, 7, 3 No diff given.

Typheous's hands shoot for his blades, whirling to face the creature. "damn.."

[Roll]: Tsharing rolled Arete (3d10): 5, 9, 7 No diff given.

Rade blinks, looking up at the creature, eyes a mixture of fear and again, confusino. "H...hello..."

Tsharing pages: "= 1 target, 1 duration, 3 effect."

Typheous . o O ( Yes, I wouldn't mind cuddling with her, but I would also save Mer from this, ok? )

Tsharing readies her staff. "Come away from there."

You say, "The wolf thing grins ferally and swings its axe in a heavy overhead blow at Halda."

Psyche draws her knife and stalks back up the hill. . o O ( I'm coming. Get her away. Shit. ) "I -TOLD- you so."

[Roll]: Eclipse rolled dice (9d10): 4, 10, 9, 2, 6, 8, 5, 5, 2 No diff given.

[OOC] Rade says, "Um....ouch"

[Roll]: Eclipse rolled dice (7d10): 8, 1, 9, 2, 5, 8, 8 No diff given.

[OOC] Rade says, "soak, soak!"

Typheous draws the blades, staying outside the circle, and facing the wolf thing. . o O (It had to be a damned wolf-thing, didn't it?)

[OOC] Eclipse hmms...

Tsharing runs back up.

[OOC] Tsharing says, "Could have been worse. He could have been rolling 33 damage dice, like last Monday....."

[Roll]: Eclipse rolled dice (5d10): 7, 6, 5, 2, 8 No diff given.

[OOC] Typheous says, "Ow..."

[OOC] Rade says, "that's a lot"

[OOC] Rade hopes she at least gets a shroom out of this :)

[OOC] Psyche says, "What about my flute"

[OOC] Tsharing says, "And we don't have anyone with Life 3, do we?"

[OOC] Psyche ?

[OOC] Psyche can only heal herself and Typh.

You say, "The axe cuts Halda cleanly in half. She half yelps and then melts into thin air, her blood covering Rade's clothing."

[OOC] Psyche says, "WOO!"

[OOC] Rade says, "ahh hell :)"

[OOC] You say, "Init?"

Typheous tries to put himself between the wolf thing and Rade. "Rade! Run!"

[OOC] Typheous says, "Sure"

[Roll]: Psyche rolled Initiative (4d10): 5, 3, 10, 10 ** 3 successes (diff 4) **

[Roll]: Eclipse rolled dice (5d10): 4, 2, 8, 1, 7 No diff given.

[Roll]: Typheous rolled Initiative (5d10): 4, 4, 8, 6, 4 ** 5 successes (diff 4) **

[Roll]: Tsharing rolled Initiative (5d10): 5, 2, 1, 5, 4 ** 2 successes (diff 4) **

[OOC] Tsharing says, "2"

[OOC] Rade ponders rade's mental state

[OOC] Typheous says, "5"

[OOC] Psyche says, "3"

[OOC] You say, "Rade, init?"

[Roll]: Rade rolled Initiative (5d10): 1, 10, 7, (8), (8) [Injury penalty: -2] ** 1 success (diff 4) **

[OOC] Rade slaughters that penalty

[OOC] Rade says, "3"

Eclipse [to Typheous]: Go.

[OOC] Typheous says, "This look like one of those things from the trial?"

[OOC] You say, "Yes. It's bigger and smellier in real life, though."

User Conn Idle RP-Stat `@my tag is ...`

Eclipse 4h 0s IC Wiz Causing players confusion and trouble since '90

Rahab 2m 42s IC Wiz

Tsharing 1h 46s IC PC

Typheous 4h 2m IC Wiz Well I'm terribly sorry, but I don't care...

Rade 4h 2m OOC Tec

Psyche 4h 3m IC Wiz I'm not good, I'm not nice, I'm just -right-...

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Typheous waves his rapier in front of the creature. "Rade, run." He glares at the thing. "Come on, dog." (Partial parry, hold the rapier back for a counter strike.)

[OOC] You say, "Psyche and Rade, which of you has the highest Dex?"

[OOC] Rade says, "run...riiiight"

[OOC] Rade says, "3"

[OOC] Psyche says, "3 :)"

[Roll]: Eclipse rolled 1d2: 2; totalling 2.

[OOC] Rade is cuter!

Eclipse [to Psyche]: Go.

[OOC] Psyche says, "Ha! DM is not swayed by prospect of ass."

[OOC] Typheous chuckles.

[OOC] Rade sniffles.

[OOC] Eclipse only has two more weeks to wait on his ass, thank you.

Psyche moves up to try and grab Rade and drag her off if she doesn't look like she's going to move.

Eclipse [to Rade]: Go.

[OOC] Psyche says, "Sounds like a mail-order scam to me."

Rade most definatly doesn't look like she's going to move, screaming in sudden horrible agony and shock, clawing at the bloody ground where Halda was. "Noooo!"

[OOC] Typheous says, "Hmmm... ordering ass on line..."

[OOC] You say, "More like male-order, though, right?"

[OOC] Rade facepalms

[OOC] Psyche says, "Okay, Rade. '@ow 0' will now let you clear your damage."

Eclipse [to Rade]: The ground beneath your fingers is hard and somehow almost sharp, and the tips of your fingers are soon scratched open and bleeding. Blood is dripping from your clothing into the snow.

Eclipse [to Tsharing]: Go.

[OOC] Rade thankies Psyche.

Tsharing jumps forward, staff swinging over her head to land on the thing's snout.

[Roll]: Tsharing rolled Dexterity (4) and Melee (2) (6d10): 2, 9, 8, 9, 6, 7 [Spent 1 WP for a success] ** 6 successes (diff 6) **

[OOC] You say, "Nice. Roll damage."

[OOC] Tsharing says, "What do staves do, again?"

[OOC] Rade says, "str +1 to +3"

[OOC] Rade says, "don't ask me how spiff your staff is :)"

[OOC] You say, "Regular or ironshod?"

[OOC] Tsharing says, "I'll assume +2B."

[OOC] Tsharing says, "Regular."

[OOC] You say, "+1 B, then."

[Roll]: Tsharing rolled dice (9d10): 8, 6, 10, 10, 9, 9, 1, 3, 8 No diff given.

[OOC] You say, "Damn, that's a lot of 9s and 10s..."

[Roll]: Tsharing rolled dice (5d10): 4, 5, 6, 4, 5 No diff given.

[OOC] Tsharing says, "Forgot to add strike successes. 7."

Tsharing strikes. A humming builds up throughout the wwing, and is released in a thunderclap upon contact.

[OOC] You say, "7 Bashing total, then? I don't think I've seen you use this rote, yet..."

[OOC] Tsharing says, "Used it in the simulation. I just never hit anything...."

[OOC] Tsharing says, "Yes, 7B."

You say, "The staff strikes it hard against the nose, knocking its head slightly to the side. It turns to look at Tsharing, blood flowing from one nostril, and growls low in its throat."

Tsharing says, "What?"

You say, "It reaches out to grab Tsharing with one clawed, stubby-fingered hand."

[Roll]: Eclipse rolled dice (7d10): 8, 6, 3, 10, 10, 9, 8 No diff given.

[OOC] Rade says, "oh great"

[OOC] Typheous says, "Any chance I can use my counter attack as it reaches for Tsharing?"

Eclipse [to Tsharing]: Reflexive parry or dodge?

Eclipse [to Typheous]: Yes.

Tsharing pages: "Was it the ruling that there's one free defence per turn?"

[Roll]: Tsharing rolled Dexterity (4) and Melee (2) (6d10): 1, 6, 9, 6, 9, 8 No diff given.

[OOC] Tsharing says, "4 to parry."

[Roll]: Typheous rolled dice (5d10): 1, 6, 6, 7, 9 ** 3 successes (diff 5) **

[OOC] You say, "Not enough to stop it from grappling. Care to counter the attack, Typheous?"

[OOC] Typheous says, "3 to hit it... normally counterattack doesn't allow parry/dodge...."

Eclipse [to Typheous]: So, you're basically just skewering its arm when it grabs Tsharing?

[OOC] Tsharing says, "Don't mind me, I'm just hanging around."

[OOC] Typheous says, "That's the idea... Or it's chest if that's closer"

Typheous jabs at the creature as it reaches for Tsharing

Eclipse [to Typheous]: Roll damage.

[Roll]: Typheous rolled dice (6d10): 4, 1, 2, 4, 4, 4 ** BOTCH 1 (diff 6) **

[OOC] Typheous says, "Umm... none."

[OOC] Tsharing says, "You heal it?"

[OOC] Rade says, "OUCH"

You say, "The tip of the rapier strikes home against the creature's arm, but instead of piercing the skin, the steel of the blade buckles against the tough hide as it wraps a hand around Tsharing's neck."

[OOC] Rade smacks the dice.

[OOC] Tsharing says, "No. No OUCH. That's the problem."

Eclipse [to Typheous]: Go.

Tsharing wriggles, and tries to break the hold in vain.

[OOC] Tsharing says, "BRB"

[OOC] Typheous says, "Do I think I can hit it without hitting Tsharing?"

Rade pages: "Just out of curiosity...did her tie to magic just suddenly get completely ripped away?"

Rade pages: "need to decide if she's totally gone, or just mostly gone"

[OOC] You say, "Probably. Just don't botch..."

[OOC] Typheous says, "Thanks..."

Tsharing has lost her link.

[OOC] Rade laughs

Tsharing has connected.

Typheous curses, jabbing at the beast. (Full attack)

[Roll]: Typheous rolled dice (10d10): 3, 5, 8, 3, 5, 8, 2, 1, 10, 5 ** 5 successes (diff 5) **

[OOC] Typheous says, "5 to hit it..."

[Roll]: Typheous rolled dice (1d10): 5 ** 1 success (diff 5) **

Rade has received your page: "She can't currently use magic. Halda is a spirit, though, and an axe won't keep her dead for long. Rade doesn't know that, though. Consider this an opportunity to buy a Seeking in the near future..."

[OOC] Typheous says, "Make that 6, forgot my spec."

"roll" is not the name of any player.

[Roll]: Eclipse rolled dice (7d10): 2, 8, 5, 8, 9, 8, 1 No diff given.

[OOC] You say, "dam + 3"

Tsharing pages: "Would this be a good time to roll Destiny?"

[Roll]: Typheous rolled dice (6d10): 9, 4, 8, 7, 6, 10 ** 5 successes (diff 6) **

[OOC] Typheous says, "5L."

[OOC] Typheous makes a note to up his Str soon...

Rade pages: "gotcha, heh, she's just mostly gone then :)"

Tsharing has received your page: "Yes."

[Roll]: Tsharing rolled Destiny (2) (2d10): 6, 7 ** 2 successes (diff 6) **

You say, "The blade passes through its arm, this time, and blood flows freely from the wound."

[OOC] Tsharing says, "Well, that's something."

Eclipse [to Psyche]: Go.

User Conn Idle RP-Stat `@my tag is ...`

Eclipse 5h 0s IC Wiz Causing players confusion and trouble since '90

Tsharing 5m 1m IC PC

Rade 4h 2m OOC Tec

Typheous 5h 3m IC Wiz Well I'm terribly sorry, but I don't care...

Psyche 4h 16m IC Wiz I'm not good, I'm not nice, I'm just -right-...

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Psyche attempts to grab Rade and drag her back out of danger. "Rade! Get back before you get killed too!"

[OOC] Tsharing says, "Hey, if you feed it her, will it let me go? ;-)"

[OOC] Psychewonders if Rade's resisting/if I have to roll something.

[OOC] You say, "Rade - Are you resisting? If so, contested Str + Brawl, dif 6"

Rade tries to keep clawing at the ground, but other than that, doesn't fight anyone pulling. She's crying freely, whimpering softly over and over, "No, no, no..."

[OOC] Psyche says, "So no roll?"

[OOC] You say, "Nope. Tsh, go."

Tsharing channels disruptive Yang energy through it's hands, reducing it's stability.

Tsharing pages: "For2, confusing it's movement by rechanelling it in random directions. Df4, any penalty for awkward location?"

[OOC] You say, "Hey, at least I didn't give the Redcap a maul... ;-)"

[OOC] Tsharing says, "Actually, NM that. Foci isn't avaliable."

Tsharing calls on her crown, branding this murderous spirit with it's own wrongness.

[OOC] Tsharing says, "Spirit attack. Any penalty for being in a bad position?"

[OOC] You say, "Make a Wits + Meditation check, dif 7, or suffer a +2 dif penalty for being "in immediate danger of death"."

[Roll]: Tsharing rolled Wits (2) and Meditation (2) (4d10): 8, 3, 6, 4 ** 1 success (diff 7) **

[Roll]: Tsharing rolled Arete (3d10): 5, 7, 4 No diff given.

[OOC] Tsharing says, "1 target, 2 effect."

[OOC] Tsharing says, "That should be 4 damage if it's vulnerable to such (gambling here)."

[OOC] Tsharing says, "My other attack Sphere needs freedom of movement....."

You say, "It fades to a mere insubstantial shadow, letting Tsharing fall to the ground."

[OOC] Tsharing says, "Still there?"

[OOC] You say, "Typheous, what is your WP?"

[OOC] Typheous says, "Ummm...7"

[OOC] Tsharing says, "That's a question you don't want to be asked."

[OOC] Typheous says, "You're telling me..."

[OOC] Rade chuckles

Eclipse [to Tsharing]: Kind of. It is spirit, but it is reacting as though the faerie ring is part of its own home Realm. You've disrupted it somewhat, but it will regain substance in a short while.

[Roll]: Eclipse rolled dice (5d10): 8, 7, 7, 9, 6 No diff given.

[OOC] Typheous doesn't like that roll......

[OOC] Rade says, "ick"

Typheous has received your page: "A profound hopelessness overwhelms you. (-2 temp WP. -1 effective Perm WP until the end of the scene)"

Eclipse [to Typheous]: Go.

[OOC] You say, "It currently has no physical substance, only shadow."

Typheous glances around, eyes looking around for it. "Where'd it go?" . o O ( Damn, I knew we couldn't take one of those things... )

Tsharing takes her staff back up, but doesn't attack. "Let's leave."

You say, "The creature solidifies to black and then fades back to grey. It snarls silently, solidifies somewhat, loses form, and fades again."

[OOC] You say, "Anyone else care to hang around here?"

Tsharing says, "It will be unwilling to leave the ring now it knows we can threaten it, and we will be unlikely to slay it within there. We may as well leave."

Typheous takes a step back. "Yes, we need to get out of here..."

[OOC] Tsharing says, "Heh. 7B damage with one attack. I have a Stick of Pain...."

Rade sobs softly into her bloody hands.

Psyche is still holding on to Rade. "Someone help me with her? Rade...there's nothing you can do here...."

Tsharing helps get Rade away.

[OOC] You say, "And I think that is where we'll end for the night."

[OOC] Typheous says, "Woo... fun night... dang fae...."

[OOC] You say, "Page RP votes."

User Conn Idle RP-Stat `@my tag is ...`

Eclipse 5h 0s IC Wiz Causing players confusion and trouble since '90

Typheous 5h 18s IC Wiz Well I'm terribly sorry, but I don't care...

Tsharing 21m 1m IC PC

Psyche 4h 1m IC Wiz I'm not good, I'm not nice, I'm just -right-...

Rade 4h 1m OOC Tec

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[OOC] Tsharing says, "OK"

Tsharing pages: "Rade"

Typheous pages: "rade"

Psyche pages: "Rade."

Rade pages: "Tsharing"

[OOC] Rade just had to have a shroom, sniff :)

[OOC] Typheous grumbles.

*** Added 4 XP to Typheous's Experience ***

*** Added 4 XP to Tsharing's Experience ***

*** Added 4 XP to Psyche's Experience ***

*** Added 4 XP to Rade's Experience ***

[OOC] You say, "And Rade got the RP point."

*** Added 1 XP to Rade's Experience ***

[OOC] Psyche says, "No surprise there."

[OOC] You say, "Nope."

[OOC] Typheous chuckles. An extra xp...and you lose your avatar. Fair trade?

Psyche pages: "You free for a bit more?"

[OOC] Rade says, "heh, well next week I just get to blubber and cry a lot, so it balances :)"

[OOC] Typheous chuckles. And now, I think I must head to bed, so I can wake in the morning and do youth leader things...

Psyche has received your page: "I'm afraid I really need to be going to bed within the next 10 minutes..."

Psyche pages: "Of course."

[OOC] Tsharing says, "I could have picked one long-range for you with Forces....damn, didn't think o' that."

(remotely) Psyche will catch you in a free moment some other time.

Psyche has received your page: "Okay."

[OOC] Rade says, "what fun would that have been? :)"

Typheous pages: "I think I'll shoot for raising strength next... unless the plot leads me to something else. Need to pull a bit more damage out of these blades... and they did, before the revised rules. *Grin*"

[OOC] You say, "Log will be up within the next ten minutes, 'cause I gotta go to bed. Good night, everyone. See you next week."

[OOC] Tsharing says, "Later."

Tsharing has lost her link.