March 22, 2003

Logfile from Malakai

[OOC] Plax says, "Nyarm"

Eclipse puts on his dragon medallion. "When last we left Hell's Errand Children, they had just sensed the ghosts tormenting Quentin in truth, this time, and had initiated a mission under cover of magic to rescue him."

Typheous holds his cloak around him, hand son his blades for all the good they'll do against ghosts, listening for anything he might catch (Medium).

Valyros sneaks along the streets, under cover of early morning light, leading the others to where Quintin is located, being careful despite the spirit cloaks.

Psyche may be shielded from view, but the positively frigid chill emanating from her gives some hint even to those who don't read her mind of her mental seething.

Plax hovers along, claws extended, his sai and knife drawn, traveling with the group.

Tsharing simply follows, expression neutral and weapon ready.

Typheous has received your page: "You pick out two distinct camps among the ghosts - the knowing dead and the ignorant dead. The knowing dead recognize their condition and largely seem to be gossiping about Quentin and whether or not he should fry, a la the OJ Simpson debates. The ignorant dead are living the last day of their life over and over again."

Psyche keeps a hand on her knife, and stays actually surprisingly close to Typheous. PErhaps she's trying to give him frostbite?

You say, "You make your way across the city, a silent blur among the groans and complaints of the phantoms all around you."

Typheous scowls as they head toward Quentin. He says softly, "Well, at least half the dead here we don't need to worry about."

[Roll]: Eclipse rolled dice (10d10): 10, 1, 5, 8, 3, 5, 10, 5, 3, 6 No diff given.

Rade creeps along, wolf at her side. Shivering and looking somewhat frightened at any ghostlike creatures they pass.

Tsharing says, "Until we leave, I will worry about all of the ancestors."

Psyche arches a brow in Typheous's direction, "Why?"

Plax decides his weapons won't do him any good and sheathes them, choosing to hover silently. He glances at Typheous as he speaks, arching a brow ever so slightly.

Typheous shakes his head. "Only some of them know they're dead. The rest just live in their own dream realm of what they were doing when they died."

Tsharing says, "And they may cast you as their murderer."

Valyros walks along silently because she's being sneaky.

You say, "The sun is high in the sky, obscured only by the misty bodies of wraiths, when you reach the torture museum. The doors are closed and the windows are unbroken. Aside from a few decades of neglect, there is no sign of the disaster that took place here and throughout the city."

Typheous falls silent, following toward Quentin. . o O ( Blast this hearing the dead. )

[OOC] Rade says, "whoa, torture museum?"

Psyche . o O ( You hear the dead...how? )

[OOC] Plax says, "Special Section for Plax?"

[OOC] You say, "It's where they are keeping Quentin. Fitting, yes?"

Tsharing says, "What is the plan?"

[OOC] Rade mmms.

Valyros looks around for any ghost sighns around.

[OOC] Rade says, "whips and chains? Sounds fun."

Psyche glances at Valyros, keeping her voice soft. "First, we find him...and then we shield him from their sight as we are."

Rade eyes the building with a frown. "He's in there?"

Eclipse [to Valyros]: There are several hundred ghosts strolling up and down the street behind you, some of them even entering the museum by walking through the doors as though they stand open, but they seem oblivious to the world around them.

Typheous nods. "That would work. Any way we could explain this to them, as we'll have to leave this section of town and not come back unless they can explain it to themselves." . o O ( It's just something that my race can do. Most of us have nightmares from listening to them, but I was spared that curse."

[OOC] Typheous says, "last " = )"

Tsharing says, "Can you think of an axplanation they would find satisfactory?"

Typheous frowns. "No. Unless we convinced them they killed him and that his spirit did what theirs should have."

Valyros nods and whispers, "Let us just get in, break him lose, and get out of here! We don't have time to be debating all of this."

Typheous frowns. "No. Unless we convinced them they killed him and that his spirit did what theirs should have."

[OOC] Typheous acks.

[OOC] Typheous shoots his enter key

Psyche shakes her head at Valyros. "And then leave him at home, Lady Del'Zenivras, not knowing whether they will try to reclaim him once we have left?"

Tsharing says, "He can leave the city."

Valyros says, "Alright, then, so we go in, make him invisible, make an illusion that they had tortured him to death, and get out of here. That sounds good to me."

Typheous nods. "Let's go then. He'll still have to stay clear of the dead."

Psyche smiles tightly. "I don't think that will be a problem."

Valyros goes over, looking for some place to enter where there is not a lot of ghostly traffic.

Rade shivers, glancing around at all the ghosts, doing her best to stay out of any of their way as she eyes the building. "I don't know if he'll be able to avoid them...there sure are a lot of them."

Tsharing pages: "Can we assume I made myself able to touch spirits earlier? If so, shall I roll retroactively for it now, or just assume I suceeded?"

Eclipse [to Valyros]: It was a bustling community, but there is an alley that seems abandoned except for a couple kids inhaling something in a bag.

Tsharing says, "Perhaps some of us should become percetpible and create a distraction?"

Tsharing has received your page: "I think we can assume it is within reason."

Valyros leads the other to the alleyway and to the back door.

Plax pages: "Question. Does my Quint sucking require blood, or would it work on a spirit to drain it's Quint/life as well?"

You say, "The back door is also closed."

Plax has received your page: "You have to suck blood to eat Quint with that power."

Typheous shakes his head to Tsharing. "No. Too dangerous."

Rade has lost her link.

(remotely) Plax nods, thought so. Wanted to make sure.

[OOC] Psyche says, "Bet he crashed."

Valyros says, "I would think that if we enter here we would cause the least ammount of fuss."

Rade has connected.

[OOC] Rade says, "what'd I miss? :)"

[OOC] Tsharing says, "Valyros says, "I would think that if we enter here we would cause the least"

[OOC] Tsharing says, "Valyros says, "I would think that if we enter here we would cause the least ammount of fuss.""

[OOC] Typheous says, "Get my post in response to Tshar?"

[OOC] Rade says, "no idea..."

[OOC] Typheous says, "What's the last thing you saw?"

[OOC] Rade crashed the whole bloody thing, my last I'd imagine

[OOC] Typheous says, "Need more?"

Valyros scans the door for any sort of magic alarms or such.

[OOC] Rade says, "that'll do"

[Roll]: Valyros rolled Arete (4d10): 1, 7, 2, 9 ** 1 success (diff 5) **

[OOC] Eclipse needs to see 13 Ghosts sometime just on principle...

[OOC] Valyros says, "It's good."

[OOC] Rade says, "it's not that good :)"

[OOC] Rade grins.

[OOC] Rade says, "Okay, it get's better once they get to the house :)"

[OOC] Psyche says, "Are we still riding along on Val's tracking scan of Quentin?"

[Roll]: Valyros rolled Arete (4d10): 9, 8, 9, 4 ** 3 successes (diff 5) **

[OOC] Rade says, "anyways"

Valyros pages: "That should do it."

Valyros has received your page: "There don't appear to be any alarms on the door."

Valyros says, "There's no alarms, it should be safe."

Typheous takes a step toward the door. "Shall I do the honors?"

Valyros nods.

Typheous pages: "Can I hear anything from the otherside?"

Valyros keeps an eye on the ghosts around there.

Plax traces a pattern on his head silently as he watches.

Plax pages: "Obscure Aura, going to mask the dynamic resonance, hoping that in case we're caught, his Ageless/Decaying resonance can save his butt. Mind 1, diff 4."

Rade does her best to stay in the shadows, keeping her own lookout for ghosties.

Typheous has received your page: "Yes. It sounds like there is quite a gathering within, including a lot of kitchen sounds, though there is too much noise to make out any one voice."

[Roll]: Plax rolled Arete (3d10): 1, 8, 3 [Spent 1 WP for a success] ** 1 success (diff 4) **

[OOC] Psyche says, "He thrusts his fist against the posts...."

[Roll]: Plax rolled Arete (3d10): 10, 9, 6 ** 3 successes (diff 4) **

Plax pages: "4. 2 into dur, 2 into str."

Typheous puts his hand on the door knob but pauses, listening at the door. His music is tense, a hint of apprehension in it. . o O ( Hmmm... kitchen noises.... ) He slowly opens the door.

Plax nods as he hovers behind everyone, apparently satisfied with something.

Typheous has received your page: "One of the kids sniffing the bag in the alley starts shouting, voice filled with panic and worry."

You say, "Inside is a large kitchen, its pots and pans rusted, dusty, or otherwise looking unused. In the dimmer light, you can make out half a dozen ghost cooks going through the motions of preparing food."

Tsharing goes through, avoiding contact.

Typheous pages: "What kind of shouting? panic at seeing us go in, or is it "I'm going to die" scream?"

Plax hovers, also avoiding contact. He glances about warily, keeping silent for now.

Typheous has received your page: "More along the lines of "Quit fucking around. Are you okay? C'mon, be okay! Say something!""

Rade follows the group, after hesitating at the door for a very long moment. This is not a place she wants to be.

Valyros has received your page: "Quentin's pain abruptly ceases."

Valyros follows everybody, leading Rade if needed, avoiding the ghosts at all costs.

[Roll]: Eclipse rolled dice (5d10): 1, 6, 5, 9, 3 No diff given.

[Roll]: Eclipse rolled dice (5d10): 4, 1, 7, 3, 8 No diff given.

Psyche sticks with Typheous.

You say, "The door slams shut, throwing you into darkness. There is a loud crash behind you as of dozens of pans falling to the floor."

Typheous glances out into the alley with a concerned look on his face before ducking into the kitchen. . o O ( Damn kids... )

[OOC] You say, "Narrative imperative."

Plax glances at his ring, frowning.

[OOC] Typheous says, "Did I make it in?"

Psyche freezes at the sound. . o O ( Typh...that wasn't good. )

Plax pages: "Forces 1, Darksight"

Eclipse [to Typheous]: Yes.

Valyros puts a hand on Rade's shoulder, "Do not worry," she says, I'll help you through.

From Plax: [Private Roll]: Plax rolled Arete (3d10): 10, 9, 8 ** 3 successes (diff 4) **

Typheous . o O ( You have a talent for understatement. )

Psyche . o O ( *wryly* Thanks. Now what? )

Plax pages: "There we are. 2 Dur, 1 Str should be enough."

Typheous listens for Bad Things (TM).

Rade squeeks loudly, half whirling to stare wideeyed at the doorway. She shakes under Valyro's hand. "What did that!?!"

You say, "A familiar voice emerges from the din. "Oblivion!""

Plax lets his eyes sharpen, taking on a more eaglesque quality to them, as he looks around at his surroundings.

Typheous grips his blades, not drawing them yetm just waiting, looking and listening for anything trying to jump us.

[OOC] Rade says, "ooooh great"

Typheous pages: "Now, to hit a ghost, I'd need to spiffify my blades, right? Or are they spiffy already for being magic?"

Valyros motions for Rade to be silent, and looks around for the voice.

Psyche straightens, head pivoting to where the voice came from, and waiting, words ready on her tongue but not speaking yet.

Tsharing quietly puts her staff away.

Plax has received your page: "Pretty much every kitchen utensil in the room is either floating in the air or trying to free itself from a hook or drawer."

Rade shrinks back away from that voice, wherever it is, holding her own staff in front of her.

Plax scowls. "Umm, folks? We have flying kitchen utensils..." he whispers.

Tsharing will carry on if nothing else happens.

You say, "A knife slams into a countertop ten feet away, vibrating slightly where it lands."

Typheous looks for the door out of the kitchen. "Go. quickly. Before they hit us."

Psyche . o O ( Now would be a good time to put up a shield, too.... )

[OOC] You say, "Who here has Darksight or some other way of seeing in the dark?"

[OOC] Plax says, "Me"

[OOC] Valyros says, "I do, on all the time."

[OOC] Psyche could give herself darksight, was about to do so.

[OOC] Typheous hmmm..

Typheous . o O ( You want some sort of armor? )

Rade ducks down, searching for other utensils flying at her.

[OOC] Tsharing says, "I don't need it."

Psyche pages: "Darksight - life 2 or Life 3?"

Psyche . o O ( I was thinking something to keep the utensils out.... )

Typheous pages: "Forces 2 can makes ome basic armor, right? What does that to do Dex stuff?"

You say, ""Oblivion! Oblivion! Oblivion!" One pot slams into a wall. A cleaver buries itself in the door out of the kitchen. A plate shatters against the hearth."

Psyche has received your page: "Life 3"

Psyche slips her blade out of its sheath just enough to cut a narrow slash in one fingertip. Rubbing the blood between her fingers, she murmurs to herself. "Even in darkness, there is a way to see..."

[Roll]: Psyche rolled Arete (3d10): 9, 1, 7 ** 1 success (diff 5) **

*** Scourge die is a 1: Backlash Triggered ***

Typheous has received your page: "Yes. Doesn't mess with Dex, but if it can't pass into the shield, it can't pass out of it, either."

[OOC] Psyche facepalms.

Psyche pages: "Tell me...tell me that's not a backlashing effect."

(remotely) Typheous nods. So something that would be basically Forces shain shirt would work and let me move?

Valyros does her best to warn the other who can't see about incoming clutlery.

Psyche has received your page: "You can continue the effect, but yeah, it is..."

[OOC] Valyros says, "Cutlery."

Psyche pages: "PEachy. I'll continue."

[Roll]: Psyche rolled Arete (3d10): 3, 1, 6 ** 0 successes (diff 5) **

*** Scourge die is a 1: Backlash Triggered ***

(remotely) Psyche coughs.

Plax starts towards the living room, hovering and trying to make sure he avoids the sharp, pokey and blunt, painful things flying around.

Typheous has received your page: "It would be a bubble, not a shirt, but yes."

[OOC] Plax says, "Not living room...the voice"

Tsharing says, "I can hear it."

Psyche pages: "...I'm almost afraid to, but can I continue it?"

Psyche has received your page: "Yep."

[Roll]: Psyche rolled Arete (3d10): 7, 8, 7 ** 3 successes (diff 5) **

Psyche pages: "That's 4 succ and 2 backlash. That do it?"

Valyros leads Rade and anybody else who can't see after Plax.

Typheous pages: "And would I need to touch Psyche to target her too?"

Psyche has received your page: "Yes."

[OOC] Psyche isn't sure whether she can see or not yet.

Psyche pages: "Letting the effect go, then."

Typheous has received your page: "No, but she'll be a separate target if you don't."

[OOC] Rade says, "plax is going toward whatever's yelling right?"

Typheous will follow Valyros, drawing his main gauche with one hand and reaching for Psyche with the other. . o O ( Take my hand if you want that shield. )

[OOC] Eclipse gets to hit someone with a Witchwalk. "Yay."

Typheous pages: "So I dont' have to blow the extra suc for target."

From Psyche: [Private Roll]: Psyche rolled Willpower (8) (8d10): 10, 6, 4, 9, 2, 6, 6, 1 No diff given.

[OOC] Psyche says, "Yes, but can I see?"

You say, ""Oblivion!" Blood begins oozing up between the floorboards."

[OOC] Plax says, "Blood!"

Tsharing pages: "Reading his surface thoughts to see if he's aware of us. Df5."

Valyros growls out some curses in Kaldari at the voice.

You say, "Those of you who can see in the dark can see the familiar face of the ghost who shouts Oblivion all the time, though he's currently wearing a shef's hat."

[Roll]: Tsharing rolled dice (3d10): 9, 4, 10 No diff given.

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

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

Psyche puts her hand in Typheous's without flinching. . o O ( Go for it...I can see now, at least... )

Typheous spins his left handed dagger in a few simple arcs as he begins to settle a basic armor spell onto him and Psyche.

Tsharing pages: "1 duration, 3 effect, 3 concealment"

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

[Roll]: Typheous rolled Arete (3d10): 7, 7, 10 ** 3 successes (diff 4) **

Typheous pages: "And how will suc's into effect work? 1 = 1 soak?"

[Roll]: Typheous rolled Arete (3d10): 1, 5, 9 ** 1 success (diff 4) **

(remotely) Plax is going to try and suck some of that blood for some Quint if possible?

(remotely) Psyche looks up Witchwalk at her level now. Great, it's another friggin' Echoes.

[Roll]: Typheous rolled Arete (3d10): 6, 1, 9 ** 1 success (diff 4) **

*** Scourge die is a 1: Backlash Triggered ***

Tsharing has received your page: "Aside from the very loud tendancy to think about Oblivion, anihilation, and so forth, he also is thinking "Allowed to kill them. Kill them! Kill them! Oblivion!""

(remotely) Typheous twiddles his thumbs.

Rade eyes the blood comming up out of the floor, half standing back up and backing away from the voice. "Leave us alone!"

Typheous has received your page: "1 for 1 soak is fine."

Valyros takes out her book of spirits, and whispers, "Can you extend that shield spell, or do you need some help? I'd rather send that thing screaming to the Abyss though..."

Tsharing pages: "Is it aware of us?"

Typheous pages: "No backlash then? 4 into effect and 3 into duration. Unless Psyche needs a succs to be targets, in which case pull one of the effect succ's."

You say, "It gives a tremendous shout. "OBLIVION!" Plaster falls from the ceiling. The floating plates shatter into thousands of jagged shards which begin to spin like a whirlwind."

Tsharing has received your page: "It can't see you, but it knows you're in the room somewhere."

[OOC] Typheous says, "Great, it's the Zelda tiles."

Typheous . o O ( Can we just get out of this damn room? )

Rade pages: "Erm, you affect matter without touching it right?"

Tsharing says, "It's seen us."

Rade has received your page: "Yes. It just costs 1 extra success for each target."

Plax pages: "(Alright to go ahead and give it a try?)"

Tsharing says, "Or more accurately, it knows we're here."

Rade pages: "rofl, so I'd need roughly 50000 extra successes"

Typheous releases his spell, the shield settling onto himself and Psyche. "What can we do to it?"

Psyche shouts back. "Liars and traitors, all of you! Take your damned Oblivion and be gone!"

Plax has received your page: "You can try..."

Plax looks down at the blood and darts away from the whirlwind of shards. May as well do this now, while he can. He extends his hand towards the blood.

[Roll]: Plax rolled Arete (3d10): 8, 5, 2 [Spent 1 WP for a success] ** 2 successes (diff 8) **

Valyros curses, and began to chant in the demonic tounge, her spirit book rippling through it's pages, backing away from the shards.

Plax pages: "4 Quint if it works."

Rade's eyes widen as the whirlwind forms, backing up against a wall trying to avoid it.

Valyros pages: "Wht do I need to send this guy to Hell?"

Plax has received your page: "Not Quint-infused blood, apparently."

Plax scowls at the blood as it fails to come to him. "Dead blood," he mutters quietly.

Valyros has received your page: "Spirit 2 can damage it. If it is "killed", it is sent across the Shroud and will take time (days or longer) to recover and return."

Tsharing says, "Shall we destroy it, or move on?"

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

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

Tsharing 1h 2s IC PC

Plax 1h 25s OOC PC Being made crazy by Caine, page for lessons!

Rade 34m 1m OOC Tec

Valyros 1h 1m OOC PC

Psyche 1h 2m IC Wiz I'm not good, I'm not nice, I'm just -right-...

Typheous 3h 2m IC Wiz Well I'm terribly sorry, but I don't care...

Thirteen 1h 1h OOC PC

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Typheous drops Psyche's hand and draws his rapier, doing his best to find where the sound in coming from and to avoid the shards. "Best silence it at least."

Psyche moves over toward Plax. "Destroy it. It has no reason to linger in this world."

Valyros pages: "No, sending it along on it's spiritual journey."

Plax frowns. "Now, I wish I had a way to do something about the thing, but I lack the ability to harm spirits".

Tsharing moves, striking out at the ghost twice (punch, kick)

Valyros has received your page: "That would require finding and doing stuff with its Fetter(s). There is a chance that merely banishing it will destroy it. Wraiths are sometimes destroyed in the Underworld after they are banished before they can return."

Typheous pages: "Do my swords harm spirits, or do I need some spiffy enchament to do that?"

[OOC] Tsharing says, "Initiative?"

[OOC] Rade says, "hrm, fight a ghost, with nothing but life and matter....not good"

Typheous has received your page: "You'd need Spirit 2 to directly harm it."

[OOC] Plax says, "Ghosts lack blood, so I can't hurt it."

[OOC] You say, "Good idea. Init."

Valyros pages: "Okay then, hurting it as best I can."

[OOC] Plax says, "All of us?"

(remotely) Typheous dangs

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

[Roll]: Rade rolled Initiative (5d10): 6, 2, 10, 2, 9 ** 3 successes (diff 4) **

Eclipse [to Plax]: Yes.

Psyche pages: "Any way to harm a spirit save with Spirit 2?"

[Roll]: Plax rolled Initiative (5d10): 5, 1, 9, 3, 4 ** 2 successes (diff 4) **

[Roll]: Psyche rolled Initiative (4d10): 3, 9, 8, 10 ** 3 successes (diff 4) **

[Roll]: Valyros rolled dice (7d10): 10, 10, 10, 2, 9, 4, 3 No diff given.

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

[Roll]: Tsharing rolled Initiative (5d10): 8, 7, 1, 7, 3 ** 2 successes (diff 4) **

[OOC] Valyros says, "5"

[OOC] Typheous is speedy boy tonight.

[OOC] Eclipse got 6, somehow...

[OOC] Psyche whiiiiiimpers.

[OOC] You say, "You can dodge, but not parry, this next attack..."

Psyche pages: "And is it possible to use Spirit 1/Corr 1 to locate a particular spirit?"

[OOC] Tsharing says, "Who can?"

You say, "The whirlwind of ceramic shards explodes outward, spraying the entire room and everyone in it with broken china."

[Roll]: Eclipse rolled dice (7d10): 9, 8, 8, 7, 4, 1, 7 No diff given.

[Roll]: Eclipse rolled dice (7d10): 5, 9, 6, 2, 4, 4, 1 No diff given.

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

[Roll]: Eclipse rolled dice (7d10): 7, 3, 4, 7, 4, 3, 1 No diff given.

[Roll]: Eclipse rolled dice (7d10): 3, 9, 1, 1, 10, 1, 6 No diff given.

[Roll]: Eclipse rolled dice (7d10): 5, 9, 8, 4, 6, 8, 7 No diff given.

[OOC] Rade says, "holy"

[OOC] Typheous says, "diff 6 to dodge, right?"

Eclipse [to Typheous]: Yes.

[OOC] Plax says, "Do shields help with this, Z?"

[Roll]: Typheous rolled Dexterity (4) and Dodge (2) (6d10): 4, 1, 4, 1, 4, 1 ** BOTCH 3 (diff 6) **

[OOC] Rade says, "omg"

[Roll]: Psyche rolled Dexterity (3) and Dodge (2) (5d10): 10, 2, 9, 3, 7 ** 3 successes (diff 6) **

[OOC] Typheous falls on his rapier to make this easier

[OOC] Rade says, "someone save that roll :)"

[OOC] Psyche prepares to go pick Typheous up.

[Roll]: Valyros rolled dice (7d10): 6, 2, 4, 4, 4, 8, 1 ** 1 success (diff 6) **

[Roll]: Plax rolled Dexterity (4) and Dodge (3) (7d10): 7, 9, 10, 9, 2, 8, 10 ** 6 successes (diff 6) **

[OOC] Plax says, "6!"

Eclipse [to Plax]: Yes.

[OOC] Plax says, "Wait, rerolls on 10's (quick reflexes)"

[OOC] Valyros says, "1 bloody 1..."

[Roll]: Plax rolled dice (2d10): 9, 9 ** 2 successes (diff 6) **

[OOC] Plax says, "8, +2 diff to hit with his shield."

Rade pages: "erm, btw, you didn't answer me on getting life 3?"

Rade pages: "since it might come in handy if someone get's smacked, sorry to bring it up now, didn't think about it."

Rade has received your page: "I didn't? I thought I said it should be fine..."

[OOC] Tsharing says, "BRB"

Rade pages: "Hrm...maybe I missed it with the crashing and stuff :)"

Tsharing has lost her link.

Tsharing has connected.

[Roll]: Rade rolled Dodge (2) and Dexterity (3) (5d10): 8, 3, 6, 3, 3 ** 2 successes (diff 6) **

Eclipse [to Tsharing]: Care to take your free dodge on this?

[OOC] Valyros will need to reactivate the regen thing soon.

[OOC] Plax says, "So far I have more successes than the rest of the group..."

[OOC] Rade says, "plax is da'man"

[OOC] Valyros says, "Can we pool our sucesses?"

[OOC] You say, "Nice thought, but no. *smirk*"

[OOC] Tsharing says, "Thought I had."

[Roll]: Tsharing rolled Dexterity (4) and Dodge (2) (6d10): 8, 9, 9, 7, 1, 1 ** 2 successes (diff 6) **

[OOC] Tsharing says, "And BRB again....."

Tsharing has lost her link.

Tsharing has connected.

Eclipse [to Tsharing]: Lethal soak?

[OOC] Tsharing says, "None."

[Roll]: Eclipse rolled dice (3d10): 2, 8, 7 No diff given.

Eclipse [to Tsharing]: 2 lethal

[OOC] Tsharing says, "OK, I can't see a thing. BRB."

Tsharing has lost her link.

[OOC] Typheous waits to die...

[OOC] Psyche oh, dears.

The resolution of Tsharing fades. With a hiss of static her disconnected body implodes into a single point of light, then blinks out of existence.

[OOC] Valyros says, "Zort."

Eclipse [to Plax]: You somehow manage to take cover before the whirlwind explodes out and don't get a scratch. Maybe it was because you were still trying to suck Quint from the blood on the floor.

Tsharing has arrived.

[OOC] Psyche says, "Better?"

Eclipse [to Tsharing]: Several of the shards rake your body, opening numerous small cuts all over your body. (2 lethal)

[OOC] Tsharing says, "Yes."

[OOC] Psyche claps.

Psyche pages: "Well, at least Tyson's quiet."

Eclipse [to Rade]: Lethal soak?

[OOC] Tsharing says, "I'll assume that's applause for Io recovering, shall I?"

[OOC] Psyche says, "It's most definitely not applause for the pain.\"

[OOC] Rade says, "hah, your asking the pansy elf for a lethal soak? :)"

[OOC] Rade has none

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

[OOC] Valyros says, "I really should have did a lot of spell casting on myself before hand."

Eclipse [to Rade]: A large fragment buries itself in your arm deeply enough that you hardly notice all the scratches your face gets. (lethal 3)

[OOC] Rade says, "not the face!"

Rade cries out, clutching at her arm and dropping to her knees.

Eclipse [to Valyros]: You manage to duck behind a counter just as a nearly whole plate flies overhead and shatters against the wall behind you.

[OOC] Valyros says, "YAY! Dumb luck strikes again!"

[OOC] Valyros says, "Can I spank it now?"

Eclipse [to Psyche]: The plate fragments apparently want nothing to do with you, since none of them fly your way, but your eyes are now crying blood.

[OOC] You say, "Which brings us to Typheous and his botch..."

[OOC] Psyche says, "Crying blood...?"

[OOC] Typheous twiddles his thumbs.

[OOC] Tsharing says, "Say bye-bye to your guts....."

[OOC] Typheous says, "No, did that once already."

[OOC] Plax says, "Hope you didn't need that liver..."

[OOC] Tsharing says, "Hey, just realised. This is the first time I've actually taken damage."

Eclipse [to Typheous]: Lethal soak?

[OOC] Typheous says, "4 from the shield spell."

[OOC] Valyros says, "How much life do I need to regrow someone else's organs?"

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

[OOC] Typheous chuckles.

[OOC] Plax hasn't taken combat damage yet, oddly enough.

[OOC] Tsharing says, "4."

[OOC] Typheous says, "Or Psyche needs 3, probably, since I think you can regrow your own with 3."

Eclipse [to Typheous]: You manage to deftly dodge the incoming pottery fragments by backing into a counter and falling backward over it, headfirst into the blood. Your rear end lands on a fork. (1 lethal)

[OOC] Psyche says, "Well, if my Witchwalk is crying blood, at least I have a focus for all my Life magic."

[OOC] Typheous LOLs.

[OOC] Tsharing says, "Jessica's arm is --still-- missing. With the rules for training time in Ty's game, and the pace, nobody will develop Life 4 any time soon, so I'm beholden to the enigmatic bastard....."

Eclipse [to Typheous]: Go, but you'll suffer a 2-die penalty this turn from getting up of the floor.

Typheous just spends the turn getting back up off the floor and getting his blades ready again, since he can't see. "Somebody do something about that danged thing."

Psyche . o O ( Are you all right? That has to be the clumsiest thing I've ever seen you do.... )

Typheous . o O ( Well, someone managed to make herself see and forget that some of us can't do that on their own. )

[OOC] You say, "Who has the higher Dex - Val or Psy?"

[OOC] Psyche says, "3"

[OOC] Valyros says, "4!"

Eclipse [to Valyros]: Go.

[OOC] Tsharing says, "What initiative did I get? I couldn't see the roll."

Psyche . o O ( If it's any comfort, I think something went wrong... )

[OOC] Psyche says, "-Tshar 2."

Valyros's cloak slightly flutters around her, as her amulet begins to glow, she stretches out her free hand at the ghost screaming a word of power, that shakes to the depths of one's soul.

[Roll]: Valyros rolled Arete (4d10): 8, 6, 4, 8 ** 3 successes (diff 6) **

[OOC] Valyros says, "I'm not accumulating sucesses, I'm pecking away at him."

Eclipse [to Valyros]: Your power rips through his shadowy body, wounding the ghost deeply.

Eclipse [to Psyche]: Go.

Psyche moves over to Typheous. . o O ( You want to see? I'm not going to be able to damage him, after all. ) And wipes a bit of blood off of her cheek.

Psyche puts a hand on Typheous's face.

[Roll]: Psyche rolled Arete (3d10): 4, 1, 3 ** BOTCH 1 (diff 5) **

[OOC] Typheous is blind! Ahhh....

[OOC] Psyche sobs.

[OOC] You say, "As a matter of fact..."

[OOC] Typheous says, "Great, I'm going to lose my one good eye."

[OOC] Psyche says, "Is it too much to ask for me to be able to cast spells at least once or twice a session?"

[OOC] Plax says, "Well, we all know Psyche is required to botch one magic roll a night..."

[OOC] Typheous says, "One? She only gets one non-botch."

Eclipse [to Typheous]: You are now blind for the rest of the day.

[OOC] Psyche says, "Botch one? I've made four magic rolls tonight and gotten two backlashes and a botch."

[OOC] Valyros says, "Well, maybe I could be able to heal that."

Typheous . o O ( Great, I think it just got darker. )

[OOC] Rade thinks Psy needs mega willpower...just to keep from botching :)

[OOC] Plax says, "Just say yes to adding 'wp' at the end of your rolls."

[OOC] Psyche should -spend- some of her WP, always forgets :P

[OOC] Eclipse dohs. Forgot about Rade, but since she has the same init...

Eclipse [to Rade]: Go.

Typheous pages: "Could Forces 2/Mind 3 or lower be used to do a "Hear Light" sort of spell where I could echolocate?"

Psyche drops her hand, sighs. . o O ( Yeah, that didn't do what it was supposed to... ) And goes back to watching the plates fly around.

Typheous has received your page: "Yes. Would only take For2/Mind1."

[OOC] Rade says, "hrm"

[OOC] Rade says, "I can't do -anything- to a spirit :)"

(remotely) Typheous nodsnods. Cool. And hey, then he gets to experience 3D vision. :)

[OOC] Plax says, "Join the club"

[Private Roll]: Eclipse rolled dice (6d10): 1, 4, 5, 6, 5, 1 No diff given.

From Eclipse: [Private Roll]: Eclipse rolled dice (6d10): 1, 4, 5, 6, 5, 1 No diff given.

[OOC] Psyche is, apparently, helping them out.l

[OOC] Tsharing says, "Out of Plax & Rade, who is closest?"

[OOC] Tsharing says, "To me."

Rade picks herself up to her feet, trying her best to make her way to a door out of the room, calling to her wolf. "Halda...do something....."

[OOC] Plax is behind cover, but uninjured.

[OOC] Valyros says, "I'd think Rade, since you're holding on to me, and I'm holding on to her."

[OOC] Tsharing says, "I don't think I am holding onto you."

You say, "Halda pounces toward the ghost."

[Roll]: Eclipse rolled dice (7d10): 9, 3, 10, 4, 3, 4, 6 No diff given.

[OOC] Tsharing says, "Whose go is it?"

[OOC] Valyros says, "Well right behind me was the last thing I saw of you."

[OOC] Tsharing says, "When this combat started, I was moving to attack the ghost. Still am."

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

You say, "Halda's teeth snap at the ghost, which flickers at her touch."

[OOC] Rade says, "gooo wolfie!"

[OOC] You say, "Tsh or Plax - who has the highest Dex?"

[OOC] Plax says, "4, but Yielding to Tsharing"

Tsharing throws her staff over to Plax without looking around, saying "Take this." and strikes it twice with her hands, high and low.

[OOC] Tsharing says, "Three-way split."

[Roll]: Tsharing rolled dice (2d10): 4, 9 ** 1 success (diff 5) **

[Roll]: Tsharing rolled dice (1d10): 3 [Spent 1 WP for a success] ** 1 success (diff 5) **

[OOC] Tsharing says, "1 and 1 to hit it."

[OOC] You say, "Damage totals on each?"

[Roll]: Tsharing rolled dice (2d10): 4, 1 No diff given.

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

[OOC] Tsharing says, "Both failed."

[OOC] Tsharing says, "One botched, if you can."

[OOC] Plax says, "Can't botch damage"

[OOC] Plax says, "I think"

[OOC] Eclipse pats. "Poor Tsharing..." No botch on damage, fortunately.

[OOC] Rade says, "what are you gonna do, heal it? :)"

Eclipse [to Plax]:

Plax bursts from his hiding location, claws extending. He catches the staff in mid-flight and swings it at the ghost while taking a slash at the thing's body with his right claw, hoping his natural weaponry can harm the thing. If not, maybe Tsharing's staff can.

[OOC] Plax says, "Ambidexterous, taking my 2 actions."

[OOC] Tsharing says, "-1 Df to use it, incidentally."

[OOC] Plax says, "So, diff 5?"

[OOC] Tsharing says, "4."

[OOC] Plax nods.

[Roll]: Plax rolled Dexterity (4) and Melee (2) (6d10): 4, 1, 5, 8, 8, 8 [Spent 1 WP for a success] ** 5 successes (diff 4) **

[Roll]: Plax rolled Dexterity (4) and Brawl (2) (6d10): 3, 3, 10, 10, 3, 3 ** 2 successes (diff 6) **

[OOC] Plax says, "5 on staff, 2 on claw"

[OOC] Rade says, "don't split dice pools for ambidexterios?"

[OOC] You say, "damage on each?"

[OOC] Tsharing says, "You do, but there's no further penalty."

[OOC] Plax says, "Nope, 2 physical actions. Claw is 7L + Extra succs, Don't know staff (4 Str)"

[OOC] Plax says, "No, you can perform 2 physical tasks w/o splitting dice pools"

[OOC] Rade says, "Erm...I didn't think so. *checks notes* :)"

[OOC] Typheous says, "Since when? I've been splitting them with my rapier/main gauche."

[OOC] Plax says, "288 M:tA"

[OOC] Typheous says, "Oh, merit."

[OOC] Plax says, "Tsharing, what's the damage on the staff?"

[OOC] Eclipse nods.

[OOC] Tsharing says, "+1B"

[OOC] Plax says, "5B with staff + Extra succs, 7L with claws + extra succ"

You say, "The wraith shimmers very slightly at the touch of the claw, but ripples violently as the staff passes through it."

[OOC] Rade says, "oh, spiff"

[OOC] Rade writes that merit down

Tsharing has received your page: "You hear its thoughts, "Take me, sweet...""

Ghost, "OBLIVION!"

You say, "It vanishes."

Psyche . o O ( Yeah, fuck you too. )

Plax glances to Tsharing. "Thanks for letting me borrow the staff," he says, hovering towards her and extending it towards the woman. "Claws didn't do a thing to it".

Typheous . o O ( *obviously stiffles a comment* )

You say, "The plates, pots, pans, and utensils fall to the ground with an assortment of bangs, crashes, and clatters."

Tsharing says, "You need that."

Plax nods. "Alright". He holds the staff, making sure all his other weapons are in place. "Right. Where to now? Is everyone alright?"

Valyros walks over to where the ghost stood, spat on the ground, issuing some nasty curses that'd turn people's ears red if they could understand it.

You say, "In accordance with dramatic necessity, a lid rolls in a circle on the ground, making the wrang wrang wrang noise until it comes to a stop."

Valyros says, "Has anybody been hurt? Anybody need healing?"

Typheous sighs at the crash, beginning a few basic forms. "Give me a second so that I can do soemthing more than fall over backwards next time." (Begin casting "Hear Light" F2/M1.)

Plax replies, "I'm fine".

Tsharing says, "Nothing serious."

[OOC] Tsharing says, "2L"

[Roll]: Typheous rolled Arete (3d10): 8, 6, 5 ** 3 successes (diff 4) **

[Roll]: Typheous rolled Arete (3d10): 1, 8, 5 ** 1 success (diff 4) **

*** Scourge die is a 1: Backlash Triggered ***

Typheous pages: "Backlash?"

[OOC] Rade grins at Clippy.

Psyche glances at Tsharing, attempting to ignore the bleeding from her eyes. "I'd offer to help, but all things considered I think I'd best just not try any more magic."

"Yep," is not the name of any player.

Typheous pages: "And will 1 into effect give me basic sight sans color?"

[OOC] Plax must resist the temptation...

Typheous has received your page: "Yep, but you can still accumulate. And yes."

Rade whimpers softly, applying pressure to her arm wound and just now noticing the stinging cuts on her face. "Halda, come here...."

[OOC] Psyche says, "Oh, Rade and Plax? Very random note from several sessions ago. Unlike when you left her, Psyche was a blonde when you came back to the party. A blonde with a ponytail."

Typheous pages: "Will more into effect give color, or am I just hosed there?"

[Roll]: Typheous rolled Arete (3d10): 1, 3, 7 ** 0 successes (diff 4) **

*** Scourge die is a 1: Backlash Triggered ***

[OOC] Rade blinks.

[OOC] Plax nodnods.

[OOC] Rade says, "well that's news"

(remotely) Typheous just gives up there. :) 3 into duration, 1 into Effect. And a double backlash.

[OOC] Psyche nods. "Forgot about that little detail."

Typheous has received your page: "Color has no sound, so no."

[OOC] You say, "Well, at least Psyche isn't the only one backlashing, tonight..."

[OOC] Typheous has red hair now, too.

[OOC] Thirteen says, "Doppleganger! Kill it now!"

[OOC] Psyche says, "Yes, apparently she and T switched hair colours."

Valyros see's Rade's injury, going over, gently taking the plate shard out, and starts waving her red gloves hand over the wound.

[Roll]: Valyros rolled Arete (4d10): 1, 10, 10, 9 ** 2 successes (diff 6) **

*** Scourge die is a 1: Backlash Triggered ***

Typheous releases the spell, sighing soft. . o O ( Something must be out to get us today. ) (3 into duration, 1 into effect)

Typheous has received your page: "The magic is a bit messed up, so you can't hear until it passes."

[Roll]: Valyros rolled Arete (4d10): 10, 8, 5, 8 No diff given.

[OOC] Valyros says, "That should do it."

[OOC] You say, "25,000 somethings, actually..."

[OOC] Psyche says, "Aww, not nice, Val. Rade was trying to heal herself, I think :)"

Typheous pages: "So I've traded blindness for deafness.. great...."

[OOC] Rade was, but oh well.

Psyche . o O ( Just fucking lovely. )

[OOC] Valyros says, "Oops. Well it is nice, sorta."

Plax glances around. "Anyone have any idea how far we are from him?" he asks.

Valyros looks over at Psyche, gasping a bit, "I think I should really try something about those eyes...

Valyros pages: "How far are we from Quintin."

Psyche wipes the blood off her cheeks again, and kicks some shards into a corner. "Don't bother, Lady Del'zenivras. There's nothing harmed about them. It'll wear off in a few weeks if I'm careful."

Valyros has received your page: "Quentin is downstairs in the lower level of the museum. He's quite healthy, at the moment, but he's not moving."

Rade sighs in relief as the feeling of magical healing washes over her, using Halda as a prop to rise back to her feet, murmuring to her. "Thank you."

Typheous glances around, seeming to be able to see now, but not repsonding to any sounds. . o o ( Just great... now I can see, but not hear anything. Gyah... And how the hell do you deal with this depth perception... It's almost giving me a headache. )

Psyche . o O ( How do you deal without it? )

Valyros says, "He's downstairs, he's alright, but he's not moving, at all."

[OOC] Psyche says, "Are we still tagging along on Valyros's spell?"

Plax nods. "Let's go then".

Typheous . o O ( Well, one eye doesn't really let one see much more than a flat picture. )

Rade pages: "I believe I had a mend/clean type spell using matter. sorta like the D&D cantrip, think it was matter 2? sound about right to you?"

(remotely) Rade is sorry, is still figuring out how to get his rotes list back

Typheous will follow if people start to move, his music showing some of his annoyances. . o O ( Would you let me know what people are saying? Seems I'm trading around which of my senses will be defective. )

Valyros heads off down to Quintin's prison, once everybody is ready.

Psyche . o O ( *dryly* A shame libido isn't a sense. My ears are your ears. )

You say, "You reach the door that leads out of the kitchen. All you have to do is pass through it and the dining room beyond, and you'll reach the stairway to the basement. First door on your right is Quentin's cell, er, room."

Psyche opens an auditory relay to Typheous.

Rade has received your page: "That should be fine."

Rade leans against her wolf, pulling a thread loose from her clothing as she walks, murmuring softly.

Rade pages: "diff 3 with focus I think"

Plax readies his shield, ready to dive away or defend, in case Something Bad happens.

Rade pages: "wait, diff 4"

Rade has received your page: "Yes. Diff 4."

[Roll]: Rade rolled Arete (3d10): 7, 9, 9 ** 3 successes (diff 4) **

Rade pages: "suffcient to clean and mend thourgally? :)"

Valyros passes her red glove over herself, chanting a bit.

Valyros pages: "Doing the regeneration thing again."

[Roll]: Valyros rolled Arete (4d10): 1, 3, 7, 10 ** 1 success (diff 6) **

[Roll]: Valyros rolled Arete (4d10): 1, 5, 1, 1 ** BOTCH 3 (diff 6) **

*** Scourge die is a 1: Backlash Triggered ***

[OOC] Plax says, "And the Botches come out to play tonight..."

Rade rubs the thread between her fingers for a moment, and her clothing slowly mends it'self, rips forming back together. The blood that soaked into her clothes seems to just...flow away.

[OOC] Rade says, "holy crap"

[OOC] Rade says, "that was a nasty botch"

[OOC] Plax says, "Ugly and painful"

[OOC] Psyche is contagious?

[OOC] Valyros says, "Aw crap..."

[OOC] Plax stays far away from Psyche. Don't spread your...disease...to me!

[OOC] Typheous hides in terror.

[OOC] Psyche wiggles her fingers at Plax.

[OOC] Plax wiggles his claws at Psyche.

[OOC] Psyche ducks behind Typheous.

[OOC] Eclipse hmms... "What to do to you now..."

[OOC] Rade is afraid to ask what she was casting.

[Roll]: Eclipse rolled 1d5: 5; totalling 5.

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

Eclipse 2h 0s IC Wiz Causing players confusion and trouble since '90

Rade 1h 48s OOC Tec

Psyche 2h 1m IC Wiz I'm not good, I'm not nice, I'm just -right-...

Plax 2h 1m OOC PC Being made crazy by Caine, page for lessons!

Typheous 4h 1m IC Wiz Well I'm terribly sorry, but I don't care...

Valyros 3h 1m OOC PC

Thirteen 2h 10m OOC PC

Tsharing 50m 13m IC PC

--[Sat Mar 22 22:17:29 2003]--------------------------------[8 users; 0s lag]--

[OOC] Rade says, "well, that might be good, or very, very bad"

[OOC] Psyche says, "Which one of us, Clippy?"

[OOC] Rade says, "uh oh"

You say, "As Valyros finishes her chant, everyone except Tsharing suddenly feels an intense internal pain. (1 Agg)"

[OOC] You say, "2 agg, even..."

[OOC] Rade dives under a!....oh...whew

[OOC] Tsharing says, "Your kung fu is weak."

[OOC] Valyros says, "2!?!?!"

[OOC] Rade says, "wait, dang it!"

Plax groans. "Bloody hell, what was that?" He clutches his stomach.

Rade's hands clutch at her breast, swaying and falling to her knees again. "Ahhhhh!"

[OOC] You say, "Hell's Errand Children have been visited by Aggy Claus"

Typheous winces, grinding his teeth. . o O ( What the hell just happened! )

Tsharing says, "There are no ghosts here. What has happened to you? I can hear magic."

[OOC] Plax puts Aggy Claus on the Claw diet.

Plax pulls out his sai and lightly cuts his arm.

Psyche gasps and doubles over, grabbing a wall. "Ah, -fuck-." She gives Typheous an accusing look out of habit. "Magic effect..." she manages, trying to straighten up.

[OOC] Rade says, "alright, next person who botches get's eaten by a wolf"

[OOC] Plax says, "Life 2, Healing self, dumping the quint to heal the agg"

Valyros screams in pain as she falls to her knees, breathing heavily. "Doxy take the bloody thing. Something must have happened when I was...

[OOC] Typheous says, "What if it's the wolf?"

[OOC] Rade says, "she doesn't cast :)"

[Roll]: Plax rolled Arete (3d10): 4, 8, 5 [Spent 1 WP for a success] ** 3 successes (diff 5) **

[OOC] Rade says, "or she could eat herself I suppose."

[OOC] You say, "Watch Rade be the next one to botch an Arete check..."

Typheous steps toward Psyche. . o O ( Get over here. )

[OOC] Rade says, "Don't jinx me! I almost never cast anyway. :)"

Psyche murmurs to herself, then wipes her cheeks clean again, heading for Typheous. . o O ( Take my hand. ) The bloody one.

Plax sighs in relief as the nasty, magical wounds heal up. "There, that's better," he says.

[OOC] Rade says, "alright, what are the rules for healing ag? How much at a time? And how much quin needed?"

[OOC] Eclipse just leaves the Backlash and Scourging rules page open...

Psyche pages (to Eclipse, Typheous): "We have a special combined Quintessence pool equal to...?"

[OOC] You say, "1 Quint per health level to heal agg."

[OOC] Plax says, "1 Quint per HL"

Valyros slowly and carefully begins to chant, trying to heal the agg damage without another misshap. (Will).

Typheous pages (to Eclipse, Psyche): "Our Avatars."

[OOC] Plax had to spend precious Quint that I need every morning...*eyes Val*

[Roll]: Valyros rolled Arete (4d10): 7, 3, 1, 6 ** 1 success (diff 5) **

[OOC] Valyros says, "GOt it."

Rade curls upnext to halda and closes her eyes, willing the pain to go away.

Psyche pages: "Can I draw off the combined pool automatically?"

[OOC] Rade says, "one wp to ignore die penalty"

[OOC] Rade says, "err...dice :)"

Typheous reaches his hand out and takes Psyche's hand. . o O ( Why are you crying? )

Psyche has received your page: "It will require physical contact, but otherwise yes."

[OOC] Rade says, "friggin freudian slips"

[OOC] Psyche says, "You don't have damage penalties on Arete."

[OOC] Plax says, "Arete isn't affected by wound penalties"

[OOC] Rade says, "oh? well nevermind then :)"

Psyche pages: "test"

From Psyche: [Private Roll]: Psyche rolled Arete (3d10): 1, 7, 2 No diff given.

*** Scourge die is a 1: Backlash Triggered ***

[OOC] Rade hasn't played in a while if you haven't noticed :)

Psyche pages: "End test."

Tsharing goes down to the cell.

Plax follows Tsharing.

Typheous will follow once he and Psyche aren't dying.

[Roll]: Rade rolled Arete (3d10): 5, 5, 1 ** 1 success (diff 4) **

Psyche shakes her head. . o O ( I'm not, exactly. Something fucked up, I told you. Now. Follow my lead...heal yourself, it's less dangerous. )

Valyros slowly gets to her feet, "I am sorry, I would gladly heal you all but my primal energy reserves are so limited. I might be able to heal one other of you."

[OOC] Rade says, "good enough"

Typheous pages: "Heal self, life 2, diff 4, 1 Quint/agg to heal, right?"

Psyche pages: "Heal self, life 2, diff 4 w/ focus, letting Typheous use my spheres."

Typheous has received your page: "Yes."

[Roll]: Psyche rolled Arete (3d10): 9, 2, 9 [Spent 1 WP for a success] ** 3 successes (diff 4) **

Rade gets back to her feet, moving to follow slowly, eyes still watching out for ghosts. Her voice is quiet. "I'm fine...don't worry."

[OOC] Plax claps for Psyche. Way to use that WP!

[OOC] Psyche says, "And the two quint from the joint pool."

[OOC] Rade says, "heh"

[Roll]: Typheous rolled Arete (3d10): 6, 4, 10 [Spent 1 WP for a success] ** 4 successes (diff 4) **

Tsharing and Plax have received your page: "You reach the door to Quentin's room. You haven't encountered any ghosts since the kitchen, which is a bit odd."

[OOC] Typheous says, "And 2 quint for me from the joint pool, which leaves it at 1."

[OOC] Psyche makes a mental note.

Tsharing pages (to Eclipse, Plax): "(draws sonic energy around her fist and breaks the door open)"

[Roll]: Tsharing rolled Arete (3d10): 2, 6, 1 ** 0 successes (diff 5) **

[Roll]: Tsharing rolled Arete (3d10): 3, 10, 1 ** 0 successes (diff 5) **

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

[Roll]: Tsharing rolled Arete (3d10): 6, 9, 7 ** 3 successes (diff 5) **

[OOC] Rade says, "and Tsharing throws caution to the wind :)"

Typheous casts his spell as well, his free hand picking up his three stones for his focus. His wounds knit back together and his music sounds slightly less annoyed.

Tsharing pages (to Plax, Eclipse): "+12L damage to a blow to break the lock."

[OOC] Tsharing says, "They know we're here already.....that element of stealth is gone."

(remotely to Tsharing, Eclipse) Plax waits patiently, claws extended and staff ready.

[OOC] Rade says, "no, I meant considering the number of botches :)"

You say, "Rade, Psyche, and Typheous catch up just as Tsharing finishes a spell that blows the door open."

[OOC] Rade says, "heh, well that too :)"

[OOC] Psyche wonders idly if you -feel- anything when you spend Quin.

Valyros slinks along behind.

Tsharing pages: "Besides, we'd probably spend half an hour camped outside the door, discussing the best way in....."

Tsharing pushes the door open.

Psyche follows, dropping Typheous's hand as soon as the spell is done. . o O ( That's too fucking weird. )

Typheous looks around the room now that the door isn't in the way. . o O ( What? )

Plax peers inside.

Psyche lets everyone else stick their heads in first, too.

Rade seems quite content to go last, even if it means hiding behind Psyche.

Psyche . o O ( You. Being able to heal yourself...and I could follow her spell when I shouldn't've had the knowledge to. )

Typheous . o O ( We've done it before. Maybe it's all a cruel joke? )

You say, "You see Quentin standing hunched over a strange contraption that looks like a set of stocks for just his head. Standing next to him is what looks like an aging nobleman very much in the flesh. You have just enough time to register the large blade above Quentin's head before the nobleman's hand twitches a string and the blade falls, spraying the feet of everyone in the doorway with blood."

[OOC] Typheous says, "Well, damn."

[OOC] Thirteen says, ""Hey.. this isn't blood.. This is koolaid!""

Nobleman_nods, "That should do it."

Tsharing says, "We're done here."

Rade's eyes go wide, jumping back into the hall. "NO!"

Valyros pages: "Check to see if it's an illusion"

Typheous snarls softly, hands tightening on his blades. . o O ( And I can't do fuck about it. Damned lying ghosts.)

Nobleman, "Yes, you are."

[Roll]: Valyros rolled Arete (4d10): 1, 9, 8, 8 ** 2 successes (diff 4) **

*** Scourge die is a 1: Backlash Triggered ***

Psyche tenses, eyes narrowing, peering forward into the room as the blade falls. . o O ( Something's... )

[Roll]: Psyche rolled Arete (3d10): 7, 2, 8 ** 2 successes (diff 3) **

[OOC] Valyros shots the Scourge with a fricken howitzer.

Psyche pages: "Life scan for Quentin."

[OOC] Typheous says, "Oh?"

Valyros has received your page: "It doesn't appear to be an illusion, but everything you see looks like it's covered in fresh blood. You can feel the blood on your clothes sticking to your skin, the blood in your hair dripping down your face like warm rain."

Plax glares at the man, claws shining in the sprayed blood. He bites his lip, hovering there silently, eyes filled with anger.

Rade glares at the ghost, as much as she can manage at least. "Why did you do that?!?"

Psyche has received your page: "No sign of life. Even the nobleman must just be a well-manifested ghost."

Typheous stares at the man. (OOC, my deafness affect my Medium merit, too?) . o O ( Something's what? )

Psyche shakes her head. . o O ( Something feels funny. But he doesn't -scan- as alive... )

Typheous . o O ( He who? the man? or Quentin? )

[OOC] Tsharing says, "He's just had his head chopped off! Of course he doesn't scan as alive!"

[OOC] Psyche grins.

Nobleman, "It is what the people demanded. Many of the ghosts of Theusleh will be at peace, now, or will as soon as Quentin's soul is forged into a monument to his foolishness. I still cannot imagine what possessed him to enter our territory. He knew what waited for him here.

Valyros stares down at the blood at her feet silently, her hand moving to her side. She looks up, her eyes, full of hate, drawing her sword, launching herself at the noble, letting out a hellish scream.

Tsharing says, "The soul is beyond your province."

[OOC] Tsharing says, "Inits again?"

Typheous has received your page: "You can hear Quentin on the other side of the Shroud. He is screaming with a voice that never grows hoarse. You hear the rattle of chains and the clatter of a hammer against flesh."

[Roll]: Valyros rolled dice (7d10): 10, 7, 8, 10, 1, 7, 7 No diff given.

[OOC] You say, "Quite a bit of combat tonight. Sure."

[Roll]: Psyche rolled Initiative (4d10): 8, 4, 1, 1 ** 0 successes (diff 4) **

[Roll]: Eclipse rolled dice (4d10): 10, 6, 2, 7 No diff given.

[Roll]: Typheous rolled Initiative (5d10): 7, 5, 2, 8, (6) [Injury penalty: -1] ** 3 successes (diff 4) **

[Roll]: Plax rolled Initiative (5d10): 2, 3, 9, 10, 5 ** 3 successes (diff 4) **

[OOC] Plax says, "3"

[Roll]: Rade rolled Initiative (5d10): 3, 9, 9, 2, 6 ** 3 successes (diff 4) **

[OOC] Typheous says, "4, I'm not hurt anymore"

[OOC] Valyros says, "Can I reroll 10"

[Roll]: Tsharing rolled Initiative (5d10): 7, 1, 7, 8, 7 ** 3 successes (diff 4) **

Psyche's expression goes from neutral to angry, a chill flaring out from her. "An agreement was made. You have broken it and forefeited all claim to him or his soul."

Eclipse [to Valyros]: Jeez. Do you really need to? Go.

Valyros brings her sword around, trying to decapitate the lord in a bit of karma.

[Roll]: Valyros rolled dice (7d10): 2, 10, 6, 7, 10, 3, 4 No diff given.

[Roll]: Eclipse rolled dice (4d10): 8, 10, 3, 7 No diff given.

[Roll]: Valyros rolled 2d20: 4, 10; totalling 14.

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

Tsharing pages: "Is my spirit sense picking up anything like Quentin?"

[OOC] Valyros says, "8?"

Tsharing has received your page: "Yes, but he's on the other side of the Shroud with several other ghosts. They appear to be doing something terrible to him with spiritual hammers, chains, and a very large anvil."

Eclipse [to Valyros]: roll damage +4

[OOC] Valyros says, "Will"

[Roll]: Valyros rolled dice (10d10): 4, 7, 5, 6, 7, 3, 1, 5, 7, 10 No diff given.

[OOC] Psyche pats the only person who doesn't use her code :)

[OOC] Valyros says, "5"

Tsharing says, "Give me my staff back. Those who can go over the Wall, do."

You say, "The blade bites deeply into his neck and blood sprays out, but he remains standing."

Eclipse [to Typheous]: Go.

Typheous's blades are drawn as he charges the man with a silent snarl, rapier slashing towards him.

[Roll]: Typheous rolled dice (13d10): 9, 6, 2, 1, 7, 7, 1, 8, 7, 3, 9, 4, 10 ** 6 successes (diff 6) **

[Roll]: Typheous rolled dice (1d10): 5 ** 0 successes (diff 6) **

[OOC] Typheous says, "6 to hit him."

[Roll]: Eclipse rolled dice (3d10): 9, 1, 4 No diff given.

[OOC] Plax forgot about Typh's insane dice pools. Ouch.

Eclipse [to Typheous]: roll damage +5

[OOC] Typheous grins. Magic swords good.

Tsharing pages: "Can I step sideways to there? If so, how many successes?"

[OOC] Valyros says, "That's the first thing I'm going to do once I get me Prime 3."

[Roll]: Typheous rolled dice (8d10): 8, 7, 9, 9, 1, 4, 10, 10 ** 5 successes (diff 6) **

[OOC] Typheous says, "5L"

Tsharing has received your page: "3 successes to cross the Shroud into the edge of the Shadowlands."

You say, "Typheous's rapier neatly passes through the man's eye and presses through to the other side. His body slumps to the ground and the blood and flesh bubble and boil away, filling the air with the acrid stench of a rotting corpse."

Plax hands Tsharing her staff back.

[OOC] Rade says, "well that was fast"

Tsharing pages: "2 Quintessence, Df3."

[Roll]: Tsharing rolled Arete (3d10): 6, 7, 1 [Spent 1 WP for a success] ** 2 successes (diff 3) **

*** Scourge die is a 1: Backlash Triggered ***

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

[OOC] Tsharing says, "In 2 rolls."

Psyche hasn't even drawn her knife, and doesn't look like she intended to. She glances at Tsharing. "Wall?" she asks calmly.

[OOC] Typheous dangs.. miscounted.. only 12 dice on the attack. If it mattered.

[OOC] Tsharing says, "Success?"

[OOC] Typheous says, "It would have pull 1 from the hit, so 1 less dmage, I suppose. "

Valyros takes her sword, spreads out her cloak over the body, doing something in secret.

Plax looks around for this wall Tsharing mentioned.

Valyros pages: "Cutting out his heart."

Typheous withdraws the blade with a flourish, wiping it off on the nobleman's clothing.

[OOC] Thirteen says, "...Eeewww.."

Rade blinks, anger subsiding as the man falls to the floor, supprised at how quckly everything happened. She walks into the room, sad eyes gazing at the Quentin's body. "If only we'd been faster..."

[OOC] Tsharing says, "Just waiting to know the effects of my spell...."

Typheous . o O ( I can hear them torturing him on the otherside... Hear his screams... )

Tsharing has received your page: "Yes. You step sideways into the edge of the Shadowlands. You appear to be in a smithy not far from the River of Death. Three ghosts work Quentin's screaming soul with hammers. Two dozen other ghosts stand guard around the smithy, eyeing you soberly."

Tsharing vanishes from sight.

Psyche . o O ( Then someone needs to banish his spirit. )

Tsharing pages: ""Let him go.""

Plax blinks as Tsharing disappears. "Tsharing?" he asks.

Psyche says, "Tshar-." She breaks off. "Can anyone -else- send his spirit off to wherever they go when they're not being tortured?"

Valyros has received your page: "The heart, the organs, the skin, the bone - all are sublimating into thin mist even as you work. There is really no heart to cut out..."

Valyros stands up holding something in her off hand, sheathing her sword, "Do not worry, I am on it." Turns around, "Let's go."

Tsharing pages: "And if there's no immediate response, beginning a spirit-dispersing rote. Df3."

Psyche . o O ( *after a pause* Is there anything I can do...? )

Plax says, "Not I"

[OOC] Valyros says, "Party pooper Z."

Tsharing has received your page: "Lead Bully, "No. This is the business of the dead. The living have no place here."

Valyros sighs raising her book and chanting again.

[OOC] You say, "Sorry. He was just using Embody..."

[Roll]: Valyros rolled Arete (4d10): 5, 4, 5, 4 ** 0 successes (diff 6) **

Typheous tenses as Tsharing vanishes, sheathing his blades. His music darkens to match his expresion. . o O ( Get me away, banish the spirit, or distract me enough so that I don't notice it. )

Tsharing pages: "This is law. And you have disobeyed the law of heaven."

[Roll]: Valyros rolled Arete (4d10): 4, 2, 9, 3 ** 1 success (diff 6) **

Tsharing pages: "(Inits, or do I get some rolls off first?)"

Valyros pages: "Going to the Umbra with Tsharing."

Thirteen has lost her link.

Valyros vanishes from sight as well.

Thirteen has connected.

Valyros has received your page: "Shadowlands, not Umbra. It will take 3 successes."

[OOC] Thirteen says, "Gah.. Stupid thing."

[Roll]: Valyros rolled Arete (4d10): 8, 2, 7, 8 ** 3 successes (diff 6) **

[OOC] Valyros says, "There you go."

Psyche . o O ( Distract you? )

[OOC] You say, "Since this is becoming a blow-by-blow, could we get some initiatives?"

Plax watches Valyros disappear as well. "Okay, can someone tell me where they went?"

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

[Roll]: Psyche rolled Initiative (4d10): 9, 1, 3, 2 ** 0 successes (diff 4) **

[Roll]: Typheous rolled Initiative (5d10): 1, 7, 1, 5, 5 ** 1 success (diff 4) **

[Roll]: Plax rolled Initiative (5d10): 4, 7, 5, 5, 1 ** 3 successes (diff 4) **

[Roll]: Tsharing rolled Initiative (5d10): 5, 8, 8, 2, 5 ** 4 successes (diff 4) **

Tsharing pages: "No rolls before that?"

Typheous looks around the room, growing more nervous as people start vanishing. . o O ( Yes, as in keep my mind from listening to the only sound I hear right now.

[OOC] Typheous says, "Do you want all of us to pose in init order, or just the spiritual types?"

[Roll]: Rade rolled Initiative (5d10): 8, 7, 9, 2, 7 ** 4 successes (diff 4) **

Psyche sighs, looking around. "My guess is into the spirit world, where unfortunately some of us can't follow...." . o O ( As in telling you, that, objectively speaking, you've got a very nice ass? )

[OOC] Psyche eats one of those commas.

[Roll]: Valyros rolled dice (7d10): 6, 8, 1, 7, 7, 3, 5 No diff given.

Tsharing and Valyros have received your page: "The couple dozen bully ghosts are holding their actions. "You are not welcome here. If you do not leave, you will never leave. I wouldn't mind a shiny new magi-soul belt, you know.""

Eclipse [to Tsharing]: Go.

[OOC] You say, "Well, it's more for the spirit types, but it will be useful if we need to dump you into the init order later."

Tsharing pages: "So I guess the answer was 'No.'?>"

[OOC] Typheous says, "So shall we pause the conversation Psyche and I are having or at least slow it to init or just go on with it here :)"

Tsharing has received your page: "Wasn't much of a delay. It just took a while to type."

Tsharing pages (to Eclipse, Valyros): "Starting the spell."

[OOC] Rade goes into cheerleader mode, chants. "We've got spirit, yes we do! We've got spirit, how about you!?!"

[OOC] Eclipse groans.

[OOC] Typheous @THWAPS Rade.

[OOC] Psyche dies.

[Roll]: Tsharing rolled Arete (3d10): 2, 1, 3 [Spent 1 WP for a success] ** 1 success (diff 3) **

*** Scourge die is a 1: Backlash Triggered ***

[OOC] Plax claws Rade.

[OOC] Rade says, "whaaaat? :)"

Tsharing has received your page: "Accumulating, right?"

[OOC] Rade says, "holy crykies"

Tsharing pages (to Eclipse, Valyros): ""Defend me. Or resuce Quentin with your wings.""

Valyros pages (to Eclipse, Tsharing): "Her eyes are slightly raises as she apears out of the real world, looking up with a gaze that could freeze ether, saying calmly. "Let him go, or suffer.""

Tsharing pages: "Yes."

[OOC] Rade says, "Who neutered the Arete command"

[OOC] Tsharing says, "BRB"

Valyros pages (to Eclipse, Tsharing): "What's the lay out exactly? anyway?"

[OOC] Psyche waits for permision to continue shocking Typheous out of worrying about screaming ghosts.

[OOC] Rade waits as well.

[OOC] You say, "Go ahead and continue the conversation. Just be ready for a sudden halt..."

Plax nods to Psyche. "Something I can't do myself," he says with a shrug. "Wonder what they're doing in there," he muses.

Valyros pages (to Eclipse, Tsharing): "(*Pokes Z*)"

Typheous stops, blinking at Psyche, the tension abating slightly. . o O ( Well, that works, I suppose. )

Rade looks around the room in something of shock as Tsharing dissappears....then back to the body, wishing there was something she can do. She half kneels, wrapping her arms around Halda's neck.

Valyros and Tsharing have received your page: "You're outside of a ghostly smithy where a few ghosts are hammering Quentin into a new shape. The River of Death lies not far away. A couple dozen unfriendly-looking ghosts guard the outside of the smithy."

[OOC] Thirteen says, "You could always bring Quentin back to life, I suppose."

[OOC] You say, "He's kind of in the process of being soulforged into a memorial plaque, at the moment..."

[OOC] Thirteen says, "I suspect he'd be quite grateful then"

Psyche turns a smile on Typheous that's only about three-quarters smirk. . o O ( It's true. ) She studies Quentin's body. "Let's hope they can stop them..."

[OOC] Rade says, "if I had the spirit, and another point of life I think"

Valyros pages (to Eclipse, Tsharing): "(Could I do the Umbral adaptation thing at the moment?)"

[OOC] Rade says, "what is it, like 4 spirit, 4 life or something to ressurrect?"

[OOC] Thirteen managed it with third level spheres. Just haveta be creative.

[Roll]: Valyros rolled dice (6d10): 10, 6, 4, 4, 7, 5 ** 3 successes (diff 6) **

[OOC] Valyros says, "Oops slipped."

Tsharing and Valyros have received your page: "Bully Ghost, "I don't think you are aware of the precariousness of your predicament. We outnumber you at least twelve to one. You have no power here."

Eclipse [to Tsharing]: Go.

Typheous seems to be shocked by... something. Evem his music seems to be at a loss as to what to do. . o O ( Right.... Why this interest in my ass? )

[OOC] You say, "Something to that effect, but it's a pain in the ass if something's happened to the spirit..."

[OOC] Psyche has only one point of Spirit, so...

Valyros pages (to Eclipse, Tsharing): ""I would honestly prefer to send these twisted souls screaming to the Abyss..""

Tsharing pages (to Valyros, Eclipse): "What do I know about the river?"

Psyche, on the other hand, seems fairly nonchalant except for her worried looks at the body. . o O ( Didn't say I was -interested- in it. I said it was, objectively speaking, nice. )

Plax nods to Psyche. "Hopefully," he says. He lands next to Rade silently, retracting his claws.

Tsharing has received your page: "Crossing it is not easy and has a habit of racking up the death taint something awful. Only the dead may travel it safely, and even their journey is not entirely without risk."

Rade looks up at Plax, sighing softly. "We should have come faster..."

Valyros and Tsharing have received your page: "Crossing it is not easy and has a habit of racking up the death taint something awful. Only the dead may travel it safely, and even their journey is not entirely without risk."

Typheous still looks mildly disturbed, but his music is recovering . o O ( Well, that managed to distract me... )

[OOC] You say, "You're not the only one..."

Tsharing pages (to Valyros, Eclipse): "(to Valyros> "Go get him, and put him in the river, to find his own fate. I will deal with these.""

Plax nods. "What's done is done, Rade. We can't go and change what's happened, so we do the best with the situation we're in".

Valyros pages (to Eclipse, Tsharing): "Growls, but nods."

Psyche turns, looks away from the body, and beams at Typheous, all sweetness and light briefly. . o O ( I do my best. ) And then she looks back at the body and starts pacing around the room.

Tsharing pages (to Valyros, Eclipse): "(Whose action is it?)"

Valyros pages (to Eclipse, Tsharing): "(Yours."

Eclipse [to Valyros]: Go. (sorry)

Tsharing pages (to Valyros, Eclipse): "(abandons the last spell, and starts a new one, advancing on the ghosts.)"

[OOC] You say, "Or not. See? Distracted. Tsharing's turn."

Tsharing pages: "Spiritual protection. Effectively, Forces 2, Spirit 2."

[Roll]: Tsharing rolled Arete (3d10): 10, 1, 4 [Spent 1 WP for a success] ** 2 successes (diff 4) **

Eclipse [to Valyros]: Go.

Rade's eyes harden slightly, shifting back to the body. "They're the one's who deserve to be punished...taking a life like that...."

Typheous blinks again when Psyche beams at him. . o O ( Stop it, or I'll start thinking you'r interested in me. )

Tsharing pages: "-2 successes from any damage rolls against or from me for 1 scene. Since I'm fighting defensively, that works. I'll call this Ghost Turtle Form."

Valyros pages (to Eclipse, Tsharing): "Takes a step back and starts running towards the ghosts at break neck speed, when a few yards away, she jumps up, her cloak falling off of her, wings spreading out majesticly as she flies over the spirits."

[OOC] Typheous doesn't suppose he can hear what's going in over in Spirit World, can he?

[Roll]: Valyros rolled dice (7d10): 6, 4, 8, 1, 4, 4, 10 ** 1 success (diff 7) **

Eclipse [to Typheous]: Good point. There's quite a din what with Quentin screaming and all, but you just heard Valyros give some kind of battlecry.

Tsharing pages (to Eclipse, Valyros): ""This is unfair. There is one of me, and over twenty of you. Shall I wait while you gather reinforcements?""

[Roll]: Tsharing rolled dice (2d10): 2, 4 No diff given.

[Roll]: Tsharing rolled Past Lives (5) and Lives (0) (5d10): 10, 4, 9, 5, 10 No diff given.

Psyche shrugs. . o O ( I'm not. Just trying to help out... ) She glances at Rade, shaking her head but continuing to pace. "The real crime is what they're doing to him now. At least if he were just dead he wouldn't be suffering any more...and, probably, neither would they if they'd own up to it. But they've got fucking revenge on the brain."

Tsharing pages: "+3 Melee for the scene."

Tsharing and Valyros have received your page: "Bully ghost hefts a club, "If you'd be so kind, yes. Given enough time, we will outnumber you twelve thousand to one. I like those odds.""

Plax nods to Rade. "Yes, they should be. It's just to defend those being attacked". She nods to Psyche. "Very true. Death, at this point, would be a release for him".

Typheous rubshis temple slightly. . o O ( I don't know whic headache is worse... The one trying to figure you out or the one from the battle on the other side. )

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

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

[Roll]: Eclipse rolled dice (3d10): 2, 5, 6 No diff given.

[OOC] Psyche checks Plax's gender carefully.

[OOC] Tsharing says, "Kinky."

[OOC] Plax brainfarts. Wrong character.

[OOC] You say, "Too much Exalted?"

[OOC] Plax says, "Yup"

[OOC] Rade heh hehs.

[OOC] Psyche says, "Tsharing, I keep forgetting that you have a sense of humour outside of your character. :P"

[OOC] Plax was channeling Makeda there.

[OOC] Tsharing says, "I channel it all into Usha (my character in Joe's game)"

Psyche . o O ( Battle? How goes it? )

Valyros and Tsharing have received your page: "Valyros, you manage to slip by the guardians and now face the smith and his two assistants, who are holding Quentin to the forge with moaning chains."

Thirteen has lost her link.

[OOC] Typheous says, "How does the battle sound like it's going? Or can I tell?"

Valyros pages (to Eclipse, Tsharing): "Lands right outside of the smithy, taking out her spirit book, screaming out, with her Spirit speach, hopefully knocking them back, allowing her to grab Quentin."

[Roll]: Valyros rolled Arete (4d10): 6, 5, 7, 9 ** 3 successes (diff 6) **

Rade sighs softly, squeezing Halda's neck a bit, cheek pressing against her fur as she seeks comfort.

Tsharing pages (to Eclipse, Valyros): "And meanwhile, I'll try and keep their attention away from her by taunts and being threatening."

Typheous has received your page: "Hard to tell. Doesn't sound like outright melee, yet."

Typheous . o O ( Doesn't quite sound like an outright melee yet, but it's hard to tell. )

[OOC] Tsharing says, "I'm doing my best."

Psyche . o O ( Mmmm. Why am I so hard to figure out now? )

Tsharing and Valyros have received your page: "The army outside the smithy is, in fact, growing steadily larger. A wraith or two here or there every few seconds. It won't take long for it to get genuinely crowded out here."

Eclipse [to Valyros]: go.

[OOC] You say, "Nevermind. Already posed. A moment..."

Valyros pages (to Eclipse, Tsharing): "(Did I get the smithies to flinch away or not?)"

Tsharing pages (to Valyros, Eclipse): "Threaten, threaten, menace. Any of them actually attacking me?"

Typheous . o O ( You're being female? )

Tsharing and Valyros have received your page: "The smith and his assistants fly away from Quentin."

Psyche stops and glares at Typheous. . o O ( You want an insult war? )

Tsharing and Valyros have received your page: "Not yet, Tsh. Apparently, they really DO like 12,000 to 1 odds..."

Typheous smirks slightly as Psyche glares at him. . o O ( While not as enjoyable as comments about my ass, it would distract me from Quentin's screams. )

Tsharing pages (to Eclipse, Valyros): "Then when it's my action, I'll empower the shield further."

Valyros pages (to Eclipse, Tsharing): "Grabs, Quentin quickly in what ever form he is in, and makes for the river like an SOB. "I am sorry I let you down, Quentin. THere are few who could understand what I went through not too long ago, but I will do the best I can to give you the one thing they don't want; peace.""

The resolution of Thirteen fades. With a hiss of static her disconnected body implodes into a single point of light, then blinks out of existence.

Valyros and Tsharing have received your page: "Quentin looks up at Val with slightly glazed eyes as she takes off again."

Valyros and Tsharing have received your page: "Now the ghosts are panicking and angry. A few ghostly knives fly after Valyros."

[Roll]: Eclipse rolled dice (5d10): 7, 5, 8, 7, 10 No diff given.

[Roll]: Eclipse rolled dice (5d10): 8, 8, 6, 9, 1 No diff given.

Tsharing pages (to Valyros, Eclipse): "Scooping it up with the staff if possible, and throwing it over one arm."

Tsharing pages (to Valyros, Eclipse): "(Can you let me know when I get a dice action here?)"

Psyche shakes her head. . o O ( If I were being female, I wouldn't've told you straight-out that you had a nice ass, would I have now? Credit me with a little more sense than that when you're insulting my intelligence, if you don't mind,

Eclipse [to Tsharing]: Take it.

[OOC] Psyche says, ". ) "

[Roll]: Valyros rolled dice (7d10): 6, 4, 8, 8, 8, 5, 6 No diff given.

[Roll]: Valyros rolled dice (6d10): 4, 3, 2, 1, 6, 1 No diff given.

[Roll]: Tsharing rolled dice (3d10): 10, 9, 8 [Spent 1 WP for a success] ** 4 successes (diff 3) **

Valyros pages (to Eclipse, Tsharing): "(First one misses I believe, second one hits.)"

Tsharing pages (to Eclipse, Valyros): "Gestures towards the attacking ghost, who suffers a terrible rending attack (6A). "This assembly shows profound disrespect for the celestial order. It is unlawful.""

Typheous shrugs slightly. . o O ( Point. I apologize for that. )

Plax crouches a little and looks over at Rade for a moment before turning back to the body, his experession unreadable.

Valyros and Tsharing have received your page: "One blade sinks into Val's thigh as she nears the River of Death. The offending ghost screams and shrinks away from the scene at best speed."

[OOC] You say, "Val - Lethal soak?"

[OOC] Valyros says, "Lethal soak? I got a lethal soak now?"

[OOC] You say, "Just checking..."

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

Valyros has received your page: "3 lethal."

Psyche continues to pace. . o O ( Apology accepted. Now where were we? )

[OOC] Tsharing says, "I've got a perfect borrowed quote for here--"Your best chance of killing me is to drown me in your blood!"--but they don't have blood. Cruel fate."

Rade looks up at Plax with a soft, devistating smile, before sighing and looking back at poor, poor Quintin.

Tsharing pages (to Eclipse, Valyros): ""Who wishes to be next to interrupt the course of justice?"

Typheous watches Psyche pace, his music tense, but more a sort of 'can't do anything' tense. . o O ( I think I was still confused over the comment about my ass. )

Valyros and Tsharing have received your page: "The ghosts are closing in on Tsharing, weapons at the ready. They look like they might pounce at any moment. Valyros is now directly over the River of Death with Quentin."

Valyros pages (to Eclipse, Tsharing): "Grits her teeth as the knife goes into her, as soon as she is a few yards from the river, she pushes Quentin in as soon as possible.)"

Eclipse [to Tsharing]: Go.

[OOC] Psyche says, "Psyche knows better than to talk to Rade right now. Poor girl'd faint from hearing what she thinks, and I just bet my WP rolls to lie about it would botch."

Tsharing pages (to Eclipse, Valyros): ""Emforcing the shield, then when I see Q go in, bailing."

[Roll]: Tsharing rolled Arete (3d10): 9, 7, 8 ** 3 successes (diff 3) **

Psyche smiles, amused. . o O ( You know, the appropriate thing to say is "thank you". Arguing about it isn't going to earn you any extra compliments. )

Typheous . o O ( Thank you? )

Tsharing pages: "Make that -4 / -4 (+2 to targets to protect my stuff.)"

Valyros pages (to Eclipse, Tsharing): "As soon as Quentin goes in, she says a slight blessing as he goes in, and gets out of the Shadowrealm."

Valyros and Tsharing have received your page: "The River of Death devours Quentin greedily. The mob is now a good 100 strong and completely surrounds Tsharing."

[Roll]: Valyros rolled Arete (4d10): 2, 8, 6, 6 ** 3 successes (diff 6) **

[Roll]: Tsharing rolled dice (3d10): 1, 2, 9 ** 0 successes (diff 4) **

[Roll]: Tsharing rolled dice (3d10): 10, 3, 5 ** 2 successes (diff 4) **

Typheous has received your page: "You hear the sounds of a gathering mob of angry people."

[Roll]: Tsharing rolled dice (3d10): 1, 5, 8 ** 1 success (diff 4) **

Psyche . o O ( You're welcome. I knew you had manners when you weren't too poleaxed to think. *a hint of private amusement* How are they doing? )

[OOC] Valyros says, "That should do it..."

Tsharing pages (to Valyros, Eclipse): "She stands firm as the blows rain down, protected by invisible forces. Instead of trying to fight back, she focuses, and her jade circlet glows slightly. She vanishes."

Tsharing reappears.

Tsharing pages: "Negating the effect."

Tsharing hands Valyros her cloak. "I suggest we leave, right now."

Valyros reappears, her hip bleeding.

Typheous frowns darkly. "There's a mob of ghosts approaching." He speaks as if he couldn't hear his own words, so they sound a bit odd.

Plax nods to Rade. "You know, if they succeed, things will be better for him. Not perfect, but better than they would be otherwise". He stands as the others appear and nods. "Let's go".

Valyros accepts the cloak, "I would not think of anything else..."

Tsharing goes, fast as possible.

Psyche moves to get Plax and Rade. "Let's move." She pulls her cloak around her and follows Tsharing.

You say, "A furious howl rises that pierces even the Shroud. The contents of the room begin to smolder and smoke. Blood rains from the ceiling. Frogs and rats crawl out of the walls. Torture impliments rise into the air."

Plax flies out.

Typheous nods to Tsharing and Valyros and follows Tsharing, making sure all the women get out before he does.

Valyros takes off after Tsharing.

Tsharing pages: "When did you intend to finish?"

Rade bites back a scream, jumping to her feet and rushing as fast as she can manage for the door.

Valyros says, "Just a question where are we running to?"

You say, "The house twists around you as you flee, trying to keep you from escaping. The halls are filled with smoke, now. You somehow reach the exit. The entire museum explodes in a hail of splintered wood, twisted metal, and shattered glass. (everyone take 1 lethal)"

Psyche says, "I would suggest somewhere where the ghosts aren't."

Typheous glances behind himself. "So keep going until we're out of this part of town."

Tsharing does.

[OOC] Typheous says, "Soak from Force Shield?"

Plax takes the cut and it closes nearly instantly. "Time to move!"

Rade half stumbles, catching herself from falling and nodding. "Please....let's go..."

[OOC] Typheous says, "(How long does 3 successes into duration last?)"

Valyros stumbles as she takes shrapnel to the back but forces herself to go on.

Tsharing ignores the pain like a good little soldier.

[OOC] You say, "Dramatic, not dice-related. And it should last until the end of the story."

Psyche stumbles from the impact, but keeps running. Pain, after all, is in the mind. Especially on the third try at a rote.

You say, "Fortunately, the ghosts' power seems much more limited outdoors at noon, so you only have to dodge the occasional axe or leap a few rolling barrels before you reach Quentin's house."

Typheous runs, staying behind the rest of the group, making sure that no one gets left behind. He winces as the splinters spray him.

[OOC] Typheous says, "Is it closer to the house or out of this section of town?"

Tsharing has received your page: "30-60 minutes, depending on when people need to go."

Valyros goes inside and slumps down against to one of the walls, her eyes seemingly dead, staring off into space, all of the pain she's been repressing coming back to her.

Tsharing pages: "Definately 30 for me."

[OOC] You say, "Quentin's house, actually, is apparently impervious to wraiths, as is the road from his house to the un-haunted part of the city."

[OOC] Typheous says, "Ah, didn't know about the roads :)"

Tsharing says, "Quentin's soul has been delivered to the river of the dead. There he may find peace or damnation. But what matters is that he will find justice."

Psyche nods to Tsharing. "Freed of its imprisonment, then?" she asks calmly, with seemingly no regret or pain.

Rade for once, runs inside a house without even a hesitation, looking around the room as if this house might attack her as well. "I'm....they're going to be after us now...."

Tsharing says, "Yes."

Valyros without much ado, she waves her hand over her wounds, trying to heal them, her expression not changing.

Typheous winces as he stops inside the door, dropping the cloak he had been wearing. . o O ( I hate having to depend on you to hear... )

Tsharing says, "They were the ones that had broken the law, not us."

Valyros pages: "Could I enchant some sort of fire to do damage to spirits and have it able to spread from hous to house?"

Plax flies inside, landing and shaking his head. "We'll be fine, Rade. We're safe here".

[Roll]: Valyros rolled Arete (4d10): 10, 10, 5, 1 ** 1 success (diff 6) **

*** Scourge die is a 1: Backlash Triggered ***

Psyche drops her cloak and nods to Tsharing. "May I assist, Lady Del'zenivras?" For once, she's as impervious as Tsharing is.

[Roll]: Valyros rolled Arete (4d10): 10, 3, 3, 8 ** 2 successes (diff 6) **

Psyche . o O ( I can stop helping. )

Valyros has received your page: "Perhaps, but we're talking about rolling more successes than God territory..."

[Roll]: Valyros rolled Arete (4d10): 4, 9, 3, 6 ** 2 successes (diff 6) **

Valyros pages: "the spheres I have at the moment?"

Tsharing says, "I too am injured."

Valyros says, "No thank you, I can do it myself..."

Typheous . o O ( No.... That's not what I meant. I... I don't mind doing it, I might that I have to right now, that's all. And if I could borrow a hand... although they are probably much more wounded than I. )

Psyche turns to look at Tsharing. "With your permission, then..." She wipes the blood off her cheeks. . o O ( You next? )

[OOC] Psyche feels like Carrie.

I don't understand that.

Valyros has received your page: "It would take Spirit 2 (for a temporary solution, 4 to permanently burn the ghosts away), Forces 3, and probably Entropy 3 or more."

Typheous . o O ( Take care of yourself first. )

Valyros pages: "Entropy? Crap..."

Rade finds a spot to kneel on the rug, calling halda over and closing her eyes a moment.

Rade pages: "heal self"

[Roll]: Rade rolled Arete (3d10): 1, 3, 7 ** 0 successes (diff 4) **

*** Scourge die is a 1: Backlash Triggered ***

Valyros says, "How isolated is the haunted distrect from the living one?"

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

Plax starts making some hand gestures quietly.

[OOC] Rade yeays.

Plax pages: "Heart's Blood, restocking some Quint while I've got the time."

[Roll]: Plax rolled Arete (3d10): 6, 8, 4 ** 3 successes (diff 4) **

(remotely) Typheous takes it he can hear a nice mob outside the house? Or do the protections stop that too?

Valyros says, "If a fire broke out there, would it spread to the inhabited portion of the city?"

[OOC] Psyche prays to be able to heal Tsharing for once.

Plax winces as a large cut appears suddenly on his arm, which quickly heals a minute later. He grimaces and nods. "That's better," he says.

[Roll]: Psyche rolled Arete (3d10): 5, 3, 4 [Spent 1 WP for a success] ** 2 successes (diff 5) **

[OOC] Psyche says, "How wounded are you, Tshar, and is there Agg involved?"

[OOC] Tsharing says, "3L"

[OOC] Psyche says, "You didn't take ag, did you?"

[Roll]: Psyche rolled Arete (3d10): 6, 1, 9 [Spent 1 WP for a success] ** 2 successes (diff 5) **

*** Scourge die is a 1: Backlash Triggered ***

Psyche touches Tsharing's forehead lightly with a bloody fingertip, murmuring to herself. "Bones knit and wounds heal, but faster and stronger than before..."

[OOC] Tsharing says, "No."

Tsharing says, "Thank you."

[OOC] Psyche says, "Then that should do it. *waits for the backlash fairy*"

[OOC] Plax shoots the backlash fairy dead.

[OOC] Typheous wonders what a backlash fairy looks like.

[OOC] Valyros whips out the vulcan on the backlash fairy.

[OOC] Rade says, "Well now....a bloody broken mass."

[OOC] Typheous says, "Point."

[OOC] You say, "No auto backlash for healing. Why, do you want one? I could come up with a new manifestation of Scourge. Something like not having natural healing until so much time has passed?"

[OOC] Psyche says, "NO!!!!!"

[OOC] Psyche is bad enough as is!

[OOC] Typheous beats Eclipse. Bad ST. No buscuit.

[OOC] You say, "At least you didn't botch your way into agging the cabal.."

[OOC] Psyche reminds the paranoid Druanae that Psyche is currently crying blood, just for extra angst.

[OOC] Rade giggles.

[OOC] Plax nods. Next time I need an emergency bit of Quint, I know who I'm sucking it from. *looks at Val*

[OOC] Valyros says, "I only got 4 bits left."

[OOC] Typheous needs to get some Prime. I've only got 2 more bits I can pull, and one of those I need to touch Psyche for.

[OOC] Plax says, "Once I get Prime 3, I can start loaning out Quint for people who don't have much."

[OOC] Plax only has 12 Quint.

[OOC] Psyche stabs Plax.

Valyros gets up and goes looking for oil and torches.

[OOC] Typheous says, "Bah. You remind me of Uriah."

[OOC] Eclipse hits the reality button, unless people think this is a good place to stop for the night. I know El has to leave in about 15 minutes or so.

Valyros and wine.

Psyche glances at Valyros. "Where are you going, Lady Del'zenivras?"

Valyros says, "I want to burn them out..."

Rade sighs softly. "Hasn't eveyone suffered enough over this?"

Typheous watches Valyros carefully, reaching around to his back to pick out splinters.

Typheous . o O ( Might work... would have to be sure it didn't have the living parts of town, but... )

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

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

Typheous 6h 33s IC Wiz Well I'm terribly sorry, but I don't care...

Rade 3h 54s OOC Tec

Valyros 4h 1m OOC PC

Psyche 3h 1m IC Wiz I'm not good, I'm not nice, I'm just -right-...

Plax 4h 2m OOC PC Being made crazy by Caine, page for lessons!

Tsharing 53m 5m IC PC

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Valyros says, "That is exactly the point everybody HAS suffered enough, but people don't believe so they deal what they view as a more appropriate amount of suffering to compensate!"

Psyche sighs. "How about you quit thinking with your anger and just sit down for a bit? It's done and over with; all you're doing is prolonging your own suffering. Revenge is a futile pursuit." She wipes her eyes again. . o O ( Godsdamned blood. )

Valyros says, "I'm going to need some help though."

Psyche says, "Can you even set a ghost on fire?"

Tsharing says, "You can make it feel like that."

Valyros says, "Ritual, burn their ties to this world, force them to move on."

Typheous glances to Psyche's eyes. . o O ( While a bit ironic, it's definately doesn't make you look cuter. )

Psyche . o O ( It' )

Psyche . o O ( It's starting to piss me off. And so is she. Ritual is all fine and good. Going off half-assed is something else. )

Tsharing says, "All of which is irrelevant. I believe our business in this city is almost concluded?"

Valyros says, "Revenge is only futile if the truth is not behind it and done slopily."

Rade shakes her head, leaning against Halda. "Not going to help anything else get destroyed tonight..."

Typheous sighs softly, again speaking as if he couldn't hear what he was saying. "Now is not the time. Can you garuntee that a fire big enough wouldn't burn the living portions of the city as well? And I doubt they'll just watch. Rather, a panicked mob is likely."

Tsharing sighs, and slaps Typheous across the face. "You are being unusually stupid and tempramental."

[OOC] Psyche blinks.

[OOC] Psyche says, "What'd he do?"

[OOC] Rade says, "whoa!"

[OOC] Psyche says, "Was that a mischar?"

Valyros while searching through the cuboards, her eyes seem to get deader, "That is what I was asking. I don't want it to be wild... But just to cleanse..." At that her eyes close and she falls on the ground unconcious.

Tsharing says, "Nothing will be burnt. We are done here. Quentin has moved on for better or worse. Revenge is futile."

[OOC] Typheous says, "Did I get slapped?"

Psyche speaks slowly, as if addressing a small child. "Revenge is always futile. It does nothing but prolong pain and eliminate closure, both in its plotting and its execution. If you seek justice, perform justice with forethought and reason. If you seek atonement, then do it according to the prescriptions. But this is just childish. I would have thought you might be a little more reasonable..."

[OOC] Psyche says, "That to Valyros, preferably before she falls over, and waiting the rest on Tsharing's response."

[OOC] Tsharing says, "If I read your tone right, yes."

Rade blinks, rising to her feet and making her way quickly over to Valyros. "Oh my....." She kneels again, touching her shoulder and looking her over. "What happened..."

[OOC] Psyche says, "Just for my curiosity, why?"

Plax watches Valyros fall over and just shakes his head, taking a seat. "I think she has just tired herself to the point of physical exhaustion".

[OOC] Tsharing says, "This is complex....to her, --if I read the tone right--, it seemed like he was saying what he always had, only advocating actions now that would be actively dangerous. Retcon it if not."

[OOC] Typheous says, "He was speaking against the fire."

[OOC] Tsharing says, "Then do retcon it."

[OOC] Psyche whews.

[OOC] Typheous says, "Ok... whew...."

Valyros simply lays there, "No not again... not the river again... The axe and the elf, what else must be thrown in for my dream of peace to come true."

[OOC] You say, "Ah yes. I figured that was the explanation for Val's condition..."

[OOC] Tsharing says, "Sorry, misunderstood."

[OOC] Typheous says, "It's ok. Just suddenly didn't know what was going on there. :)"

[OOC] Psyche says, "Happens to everyone :). "

Psyche pages: "What's the explanation?"

Typheous turns to Valyros, kneeling beside her, checking to see if she's all right. . o O ( Shit, I hate talking when I can't hear myself. )

Psyche has received your page: "Something that happened to this character this summer."

Tsharing pages: "(Time)"

Psyche . o O ( I can try and fix it...I don't know if I can... )

Psyche pages: "Ah."

[OOC] Valyros says, "Full HP, only down one will."

[OOC] You say, "It is approximately noon, now."

Rade reaches up to place a hand across Valyros' forehead. She chews on her lip for a moment, then looks at Typheous. "Put her on a sofa?"

Tsharing pages: "Time as in gotta-go-real-soon."

Typheous nods to Rade and tries to pick her up (Str 2) and carry her to the sofa.

[OOC] Rade smiles. "Big, strong man...."

Plax goes to assist Typheous if needed.

[OOC] Valyros has twice the strength you go.

[OOC] Psyche is stronger than he is.

[OOC] Plax is stronger than the lot of ya.

Tsharing has received your page: "Send me your rp vote. I think we'll be going for a little while longer. Maybe half an hour. I'll add your XP in at the end of the session."

[OOC] Typheous says, "Yeah, I know. He needs to work on that. :) But he's a very personable fellow. :)"

Psyche swipes at her eyes again, sighing. "I don't know about the rest of you, but her collapse is a good enough excuse for me to want to stay here and relatively safe while we decide if we're just going to let the ghosts rage through their quarter or try to perform some horribly complex ritual and banish them all before we go home to see what's happened to Plax's family..."

Tsharing pages: "We'll need to talk about times....RP vote Valyros."

[OOC] Tsharing says, "You know....we're in this city with all these vampires, undead and other supernatural beings....I'm starting to worry we'll go into a bar and find Draven, Vampile O'Shiite and all the others, doing badly done gothic horror...."

[OOC] Plax could mingle with them at least...

[OOC] You say, "NOOO!"

[OOC] Valyros says, "Calling it here?"

[OOC] Typheous takes Eclipse'sRavenloft books away.

[OOC] Psyche says, "What do we see in the forest clearing? A disco! Well, actually...."

[OOC] Eclipse doesn't have any Ravenloft, just Call of Cthulu.

Rade follows Typheous to the sofa, hands straying to the herbal bag at her hip, setting down beside her. "I think we should all rest."

Plax nods. "Rest is good. Shall we rest here?"

Tsharing goes upstairs, to rest.

Typheous removes his blades from his sides and sets them on the ground next to a chair, not sitting down, as he still have wooden shrapnel in his back.

Plax lays down on the floor and goes to sleep.

Rade pages: "I'd imagine some simple elixer to aid in sleeping would be in her possession? :)"

Psyche heads over to Typheous. . o O ( Now...about those wounds... ) She wipes her cheeks and offers him a bloody hand.

Rade has received your page: "Sure."

Tsharing has lost her link.

Typheous takes the hand. . o O ( You want to do it, or shall I? )

[OOC] You say, "And I think we'll stop there for the night."

[OOC] Psyche says, "Can I do this last spell? :)"

[OOC] You say, "Well, I'll wait until the healing is done, yes."

[OOC] Typheous says, "So I can take another 3 agg :)"

Psyche . o O ( It's good for you to learn. )

Valyros pages: "Tsharing"

[OOC] You say, "What's one more backlash/botch?"

[OOC] Plax says, "May as well end with a bang"

Typheous . o O ( I can watch you. )

[OOC] You say, "End with a bang AND a whimper..."

[OOC] Psyche says, "1L on each of us to be healed, right?"

Psyche . o O ( *without ire* Lazy bastard. )

Typheous . o O ( You know me. )

[OOC] Rade says, "ahh, I'll drug Val up next week then."

[OOC] Psyche says, "Two separate Heal Self effects, then."

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

[Roll]: Psyche rolled Arete (3d10): 7, 9, 8 ** 3 successes (diff 4) **

[OOC] Psyche says, "Bang."

[OOC] Plax boggles.

[OOC] You say, "Better bang than kaboom. RP votes?"

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

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

Plax 4h 12s OOC PC Being made crazy by Caine, page for lessons!

Psyche 4h 20s IC Wiz I'm not good, I'm not nice, I'm just -right-...

Rade 3h 49s OOC Tec

Typheous 6h 56s IC Wiz Well I'm terribly sorry, but I don't care...

Valyros 5h 1m OOC PC

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Plax pages: "Rade"

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

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

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

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

Rade pages: "Plaxy"

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

Typheous pages: "Val"

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

[OOC] Eclipse waits for one more vote.

Psyche pages: "Argh, Val."

[OOC] Plax would like to buy Prime 2 if possible, Z?

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

[OOC] You say, "Val gets the RP point."

[OOC] Valyros would like to buy Prime 3.

[OOC] Rade woots.

[OOC] Psyche wants someone to teach her Prime 1, but not yet. Right now, I'm seriously considering that Appearance 4.

(remotely) Typheous eyes his pile o' xp. Trying to think of what to do next.... Would either Charisma 5 or Dex 5 be doable? We've beem doing lots of chatting with ppl, but we've also just done a lot of fighting and he'd be working on his forms, too, in the spare time.

[OOC] Valyros says, "THank you."

The resolution of Tsharing fades. With a hiss of static her disconnected body implodes into a single point of light, then blinks out of existence.

[OOC] Plax needs Val to start enchanting my claws so I can do Aggrevating Brawling damage.

[OOC] Typheous ponders better Dex or better Cha.

[OOC] Psyche says, "What, your claws aren't aggravating enough?"

[OOC] Plax thwaps. No, they're only lethally annoying.

[OOC] Valyros says, "Well good game everybody. I think I'll call it a night. Good night all!"

Valyros has disconnected.

[OOC] Typheous says, "Ah. Need to be able to damage those Vamps, right? :) So you can't heal your own scratches?"

[OOC] You say, "As there hasn't been a lot of time for downtime or mentoring, I'm okay with letting the Prime 2 and 3 go, as well as Typ's requests. App 4 is also doable. There are, after all, myths that say that bathing in the blood of a virgin does wonders for one's appearance, right? *smirk*"

[OOC] Psyche laughs!

[OOC] Typheous thinks he now knows more about Quentin's sex life than he needed to know.

The resolution of Valyros fades. With a hiss of static their disconnected body implodes into a single point of light, then blinks out of existence.

[OOC] Plax thanks. And with Prime 3, I can hurt those stupid spirits with my claws.

[OOC] Eclipse was actually talking about the blood tears thing. We ALL know about Psyche's sex life, don't we?

[OOC] Typheous says, "Well, Typh would, at least."

[OOC] Psyche says, "Clippy, for T and my benefits in our spare time, is there downtime for us to have another little chat? :P"

[OOC] Psyche flicks blood at everyone.

[OOC] Plax drinks the blood.

[OOC] Typheous says, "Can we all up our appearances then?"

[OOC] Psyche says, "That's it. Plax can just lick my eyeballs clean every morning."

[OOC] You say, "Fine by me. It looks like everyone is taking a nap anyway."

[OOC] You say, "Yuck!"

[OOC] Typheous says, "Ewws at Psyche."

[OOC] Rade whoas.

[OOC] Plax says, "And I can get quint from them, too! So long as you don't mind taking about 4L Damage every morning."

[OOC] Psyche says, "I think Psyche's the only one who's not traumatised by Quentin dying. And maybe Tsharing."

[OOC] Typheous is only seeing it in black and white, so it's just sort of thick and gunky to him. :)

[OOC] Typheous says, "Oh, him dying, thoguth you were going to say somethign about the cryin bloodl"

[OOC] Psyche ponders trying to heal her own backlash.

[OOC] Psyche says, "The one that blinded T."

[OOC] Plax isn't traumatised by it. He didn't know Quentin well enough.

[OOC] Eclipse is traumatized, too. "I hope you didn't think I set it up as an impossible situation. The opening doors were the only hint of your presence they had.

[OOC] Typheous is miffed, but isn't going to do anything about it. Yeah, I kind of wondered about that.

[OOC] Psyche says, "You never set up impossible situations unless they involve totally random strangers."

[OOC] Typheous needed to get Corr 4 suddenly :)

[OOC] Eclipse blinks. "Totally random strangers?"

[OOC] Rade says, "Time 4 would have been nice too :)"

[OOC] Psyche says, "Like that baby that YesFather slaughtered."

[OOC] You say, "Ah yes. That."

[OOC] Plax says, "Anyway, I'm off. Laters all."

Plax has disconnected.

The resolution of Plax fades. With a hiss of static his disconnected body implodes into a single point of light, then blinks out of existence.

[OOC] You say, "Actually, I expected you to confront the lawyer ghost with the crime. They were testing to see if you could tell if they broke their agreement. Not that they were just going to play nice because you told them to, but..."

[OOC] Typheous says, "ahh... Ah well, this gets us home faster. :)"

[OOC] Rade needs to build a character who can beat down spirits sometime. :)

[OOC] You say, "True..."

[OOC] Rade says, "Always so impotent when you throw a wraith at us :)"

[OOC] Typheous says, "And burning the city to the ground, living parts and all, would get most of the Knights, and we'd be free to go home ;)"

[OOC] You say, "Right..."

(remotely) Typheous mulls XP... can't decide.... arg....

[OOC] Rade says, "Ooo"

[OOC] Rade says, "maybe we could get Cain's manor too? :)"

[OOC] Typheous was thinkin' the whole thing :)

[OOC] Eclipse claps. "Beth will be in Colorado tomorrow night. Should get to see her by Monday."

[OOC] Rade whoots!

(remotely) Typheous goes with the Dex 5. He's not been *that* much more personable.

[OOC] Psyche says, "Eclipse. Due to moving and stuff....I doubt Matt and I will be available next week."

[OOC] Typheous says, "On a similar note, we'll be moving into our new house next weekend and not available for RP."

[OOC] You say, "You two scare me."

[OOC] Typheous says, "Bah. We're supposed to stop that when we're not IC."

[OOC] Psyche says, "You never told me if I could -look- for the lawyer ghost, Clippy. Psyche was intending to do just that, and then we got caught up in combat."

[OOC] Psyche whines about missed pages.

[OOC] You say, "We're going to be going on a hiatus in three weeks because I'm going to be moving. Don't know how soon I'll have net access, again."

[OOC] Rade says, "wow"

[OOC] Eclipse will post the logs in a few minutes.