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Alacar's not going to help with the research unless they can't come up with anything.
Unless he's called for help, Alacar, after giving a sending and researching his spells, goes to the academy for wizards and wanders the halls, looking for anyone who might be interesting to hang with--a redheaded instructor in particular.
It's been three days since Boros said he was taking too long and was going to jump in later, hopefully he's done some work in that time. I'm sure we'd all like this to resume, but I'm patient.
"I'm not sure I'll be of any help with the research," says Kaulesh, "but I'll do what I can." He moves alongside the ascetic mage as they head toward the library.
I must agree with ASA. I'd love to get this moving again, but I'm willing to wait for someone else to show up if necessary.
Are none of your characters functionally paranoid enough to keep track of their surroundings? There's this drow with a mind-numbingly low bluff check hiding the fact that he knows something standing in the crowd. We're epic level, doesn't one of you have a Sense Motive so high that you can tell a person's going to sneeze a week in advance?
I swear, if y'all go gallivanting off without me, I'm gonna try to organize the drow for an invasion of the surface world while you're gone.:evil:
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Someone once asked me why, when I talk about House Dimir, I don't put the word "the" in front of it.
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You know whats funny? Oreo did say that they scared off a drow... in fact he specifically pointed out that fact but no one really appears to have cared since i was disguised as a tyke and almost made the most unlikely person go all maternal on me ( which would have been hilarious even though it would have led to my immediate death :p)
Also i was kinda left hanging, Caex decided to be petty and just leave... which is really boring since i really dont have anything else to do since no one else wanted to talk to Oreo.
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That is not dead which can eternal lie. And with strange eons even death may die.
Honestly, Kaulesh doesn't really care about random people showing up. He can't tell that you're as powerful as the rest of us and he just wants to keep moving.
On a more general point, I've always thought that randomly walking into a city where the party happens to be is a really bad way to enter a campaign in the middle. Sure, maybe you found them (especially in our case where we're causing a lot of commotion), but what sort of incentive would the existing party members have to let someone else in? They don't know anything about the new character and they're in the middle of an extremely important mission.
My suggestion is to go looking for someone to hang out with--the occasional gag is fun but character interaction and development is important too, Sepiriel. If anything, you can always hang out with Alacar.
Honestly guys my characters tend to be unstable and/or quirky, but i do think i do a little more than just the average gag and no interaction or development... i mean jeez what do you guys expect?
I suppose i should say im sorry im not so experienced or capable of crafting such amazingly eloquent posts you all do so often, i do what i can with what im good at.
Im not pissed but i am a little offended at the implication all i do is run joke PCs with no depth, thats one thing i definitely dont do.
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That is not dead which can eternal lie. And with strange eons even death may die.
We're not accusing you of being shallow--it's just not exactly a good first impression of your character. If Caex leaves your character behind, go find something for him to do. Don't expect us to embrace you with open arms. I mean, I want to RP with somebody while everyone rolls their knowledge checks. Alacar would welcome the new guy. But he can't do that unless you give it a shot instead of expecting us to remember you and help you along. That's why Alacar is off doing his own thing. AoK just hasn't supplied anything new so he's gonna keep wandering.
Alacar moves through the classroom hallways, peeking in occasionally and looking for anyone working with Force magic, his favorite kind. If none can be had, he decides to look for a cafeteria or food of some kind on the campus grounds.
Zenith Kael, a tall, red-haired human enters the Wizard's Tower. He walks expertly through the complex architecture to his destination, despite that he has never been inside the building, during this lifetime.
Unfortunately, since he was last here, the building has changed somewhat.
Zen grabs the nearest person who looks like they know what they're doing, a male half-elf who seems to be wandering through the halls looking for something.
Putting on his best "You can talk to me, I'm very approachable" smile, he politely asks: "Excuse me, sir, but do you know where I can find a mage named Shalandra? She sent me a message that I have only just now been able to follow up."
Delamare sighs. The falchion vibrates a moment in its scabbard.
"Come on, Apachai, let's go do some volunteer work while we're waiting on the scholars to perform..." the falchion murmurs. As if suddenly remembering something that the gnome said, Delamare glows green for a moment. Almost without even noticing, Apachai grabs Delamare's hilt, and his eyes flare with the same green energy, giving off the appearance of emerald green eyes on the minotaurs face, instead of their usual blue.
Looking straight at the invisible elf in the crowd (see invisibility), DelaChai bows.
"You can stop skulking (sulking?) now, sir. Nobody here is impressed with the badboy routine, so if you have something you want to share, now would be an excellent time to do so. You know, I've shredded ancient dragons to ribbons in seconds; I can shatter a wall of force with my bare hands, and, well," the minotaur says, shambling up to the elf, standing over him, "I've killed more of your kind in a day than most will kill in their entire lives."
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Now, I know that intimidate doesn't work on PCs, but this is more of an illustration of what DelaChai is trying to do. Delamare is using Apachai's powerful presence and experiences quite powerfully.
"So, drow, I hear you have some information for us. Let's go somewhere a bit more suited to your kind's surroundings, shall we? I know of an excellent little underground tavern about five minutes from here."
"Poe i do believe they are ignoring us" Oreo says to his familiar gently
"Yes, it really does seem so does it not? Mayhaps we should take this opportunity to leave? If they dont want us around its their loss and I personally dont want to go through another world shattering incident like the ones you always bring me" Poe says with a bored tone on his voice.
"Ah thats not fair, you where having a jolly good time after it all ended"
"Yes because i survived! anyone would be jolly after surviving"
"But it looks boring, at least this guys are being funny, a little stuck up but funny none the less" Oreo says with a sigh as he looks around at the group.
"Fine Fine, so what are we to do? they dont appear to want us around but you clearly want to stay around so it be best to make nice with them" Poe says calmly, almost as if already expecting all of this to happen.
"Yes, you may be right" he says as he walks towards the Dwarf, after all you gotta start small, "Hello Mr.IhateUndeadswithapassion im Oreo, you are?"
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Alacar blinked as this tall, broad war wizard approaches him with a brilliant smile. Alacar looks and feels quite plain by comparison. (39Cha vs 18Cha? :p)
"Well, uh.. hello. Shalandra is indisposed as far as I'm aware.. Perhaps I can relocate her for you," He nodded, smiling a bit and leading the way to get back to the head wizardess from where they were. "She sent you a message?" He wondered aloud.
Wasn't invisible, Wuffles, but I get where you're going.
Malin looks up at the minotaur with the large talking blade. Careful, boy . . .
"I know that's how your kind usually extends invitations, so I'll let it slide, this time. Now, why don't you lead the way to this tavern of yours? I'll follow."
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Someone once asked me why, when I talk about House Dimir, I don't put the word "the" in front of it.
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Do we put the word "the" in front of God?
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Wasn't invisible, Wuffles, but I get where you're going.
Malin looks up at the minotaur with the large talking blade. Careful, boy . . .
"I know that's how your kind usually extends invitations, so I'll let it slide, this time. Now, why don't you lead the way to this tavern of yours? I'll follow."
The minotaur grins a grin full of teeth.
"Ah, make no mistake, this is not the minotaur talking (mostly - I think he may have gotten to me a little when referring to the slaughter of your people, for which I apologize) it is the blade. I don't believe we've introduced ourselves. I am Delamare Du Senschouzen Alamira, and the massive hulk of a minotaur here is my (mostly) loyal, and (somewhat) willing friend and wielder Apachai Hopachai."
The minotaur nods to the remaining members of the previous conversation.
"This drow and I will be supping not far from here, in that delightful little gnomish underground tavern not far from here. I'll be keeping Apachai on a short leash, this time, so that he doesn't do anything to scare the little guys half to death. God, if that place didn't do the best damned tea and liqueur I've ever tasted in my hundred years on the planes..."
At the words "short leash" the minotaur's eyes return to their deep blue color for a moment as he pulls a face. "You never let me have any fun, Delamare..." Apachai huffs to himself. The eyes swiftly return to green.
"I'm sorry, Apachai, but right now, the fate of the world (and a thousand legions of undead usurpers) rests in our hands. No time to be playing around."
Malin inclines his head. "I am Malin Maren." Beyond that, he simply waits for the minotaur to lead the way to the tavern.
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Someone once asked me why, when I talk about House Dimir, I don't put the word "the" in front of it.
At the time, I had no answer, but it just came to me.
Do we put the word "the" in front of God?
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Sorry about Caex bailing on the party and your character, Sep.
But he's semi-racist against gnomes and halflings. He basically dismisses them as beneath his notice, even if they're just as strong as he and the rest of the party are.
"Comparatively little," Caex answers Serato. "I've got a general knowledge of necromantic spells and effects and so on, but I haven't gone in-depth into that field of study. Although lately it seems like it would be a good idea to study necromancy, with the kinds of enemies we're making."
Everything scares me... kitties scare me... squirrels scare me... corpses....corpses bring forth a pletora of confusing feeling which i prefer not to dwell on...:p
Dont worry Caex, just dont be surprised if you suddenly think all existence to be just a creation of your own delusional mind Hmmm wonder if i can have that spell affected by the permanency spell
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I was waiting for Boros to post before adding to the slew of roleplaying, but I tire of doing so.
Sense Motive, one for each new arrival that Thorel has encountered so far: (gnome and drow, respectively)
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Thorel seemed shocked for a few minutes by both the revelation of Oreo, and the terrible attitude of his lizardlike ally, Caex.
As soon as the gnome approaches him, however, he snapped back to his senses, "Hello," he said, "My name is Thorel Barilode. It is an honor to meet you, Oreo."
"Necromancy is not a school of magic to which I have invested any serious arcane study," Serato explains; "We may be looking for a necromancer, in which case we need to narrow down the possibilities as much as possible. I can lend my knowledge to that end, but our work will go faster if I devote my attention to possible deities."
He walks gracefully to the necromanctic section of the library, looking at the material with an air of distaste which is almost comically academic considering his other reasons for hating such magic.
"Certainly whoever is behind this must be quite powerful."
"Oh Im not sure about all this honor stuff but i sure am glad to meet you Thorel" Oreo says with a smile.
"It is just a polite way of saying hello Oreo... honestly you are really dense sometimes" Poe says with a tinge of humor in its voice.
"And you are really cheeky for a familiar sometimes" Oreo says softly as he rolls his ever changing eyes, currently in a soft teal "This is Poe by the way, my Familiar, he can get rather cheeky sometimes but i hope you dont mind" Oreo says to Thorel with a smile.
"I am a part time entertainer though i am an Illusionist by trade, I have been around the world a few times and around some other planes as well" he says with a grin, not really waiting for anyone to ask him his story.
"Yeah and every place you visit ends up with a calamity that threatens to wipe out all creation" Poe says with a snicker
"You dont know that Poe it could all be a coincidence" Oreo comments dismissively with a wave of his hand.
"A thousand years Ovanel prospered in peace and happines, you arrive and 5 days later a rebellion starts and a cult arises serving a dark goddess that fancies herself the creator of all evil dragons, how can that be a coincidence???" Poe snaps back sternly
"Garl be damned! you like keeping track of every petty little thing that happens dont you?" Oreo says with a sigh and a stern look at the raven, who just chuckles and looks back to Thorel.
"Dreadfully sorry there, he does this a lot" Oreo says to Thorel in a resigned tone.
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Slacker. You and Caex ought to swap alignments.
It's been three days since Boros said he was taking too long and was going to jump in later, hopefully he's done some work in that time. I'm sure we'd all like this to resume, but I'm patient.
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I don't care if I was framed for murder if I only got a warning I would let it go.
I swear, if y'all go gallivanting off without me, I'm gonna try to organize the drow for an invasion of the surface world while you're gone.:evil:
Someone once asked me why, when I talk about House Dimir, I don't put the word "the" in front of it.
At the time, I had no answer, but it just came to me.
Do we put the word "the" in front of God? A Storyteller is not a GM. A GM is God. God is one of the Storyteller's little minions.
Also i was kinda left hanging, Caex decided to be petty and just leave... which is really boring since i really dont have anything else to do since no one else wanted to talk to Oreo.
On a more general point, I've always thought that randomly walking into a city where the party happens to be is a really bad way to enter a campaign in the middle. Sure, maybe you found them (especially in our case where we're causing a lot of commotion), but what sort of incentive would the existing party members have to let someone else in? They don't know anything about the new character and they're in the middle of an extremely important mission.
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I don't care if I was framed for murder if I only got a warning I would let it go.
I'm sure there's a handful of suspicious people in the crowd. But, here's my crap sense motive:
Even if I do notice, I'll probably casually comment to someone else to do something about it. Like Kaulesh.
And as for the gnome, Serato definitely doesn't have the patience for that ****.
I agree that your entry could have been better constructed, especially since your character just screams to not be taken seriously.
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I suppose i should say im sorry im not so experienced or capable of crafting such amazingly eloquent posts you all do so often, i do what i can with what im good at.
Im not pissed but i am a little offended at the implication all i do is run joke PCs with no depth, thats one thing i definitely dont do.
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Unfortunately, since he was last here, the building has changed somewhat.
Zen grabs the nearest person who looks like they know what they're doing, a male half-elf who seems to be wandering through the halls looking for something.
Putting on his best "You can talk to me, I'm very approachable" smile, he politely asks: "Excuse me, sir, but do you know where I can find a mage named Shalandra? She sent me a message that I have only just now been able to follow up."
His eyes narrow as he does this.
Delamare sighs. The falchion vibrates a moment in its scabbard.
"Come on, Apachai, let's go do some volunteer work while we're waiting on the scholars to perform..." the falchion murmurs. As if suddenly remembering something that the gnome said, Delamare glows green for a moment. Almost without even noticing, Apachai grabs Delamare's hilt, and his eyes flare with the same green energy, giving off the appearance of emerald green eyes on the minotaurs face, instead of their usual blue.
Looking straight at the invisible elf in the crowd (see invisibility), DelaChai bows.
"You can stop skulking (sulking?) now, sir. Nobody here is impressed with the badboy routine, so if you have something you want to share, now would be an excellent time to do so. You know, I've shredded ancient dragons to ribbons in seconds; I can shatter a wall of force with my bare hands, and, well," the minotaur says, shambling up to the elf, standing over him, "I've killed more of your kind in a day than most will kill in their entire lives."
"So, drow, I hear you have some information for us. Let's go somewhere a bit more suited to your kind's surroundings, shall we? I know of an excellent little underground tavern about five minutes from here."
"Yes, it really does seem so does it not? Mayhaps we should take this opportunity to leave? If they dont want us around its their loss and I personally dont want to go through another world shattering incident like the ones you always bring me" Poe says with a bored tone on his voice.
"Ah thats not fair, you where having a jolly good time after it all ended"
"Yes because i survived! anyone would be jolly after surviving"
"But it looks boring, at least this guys are being funny, a little stuck up but funny none the less" Oreo says with a sigh as he looks around at the group.
"Fine Fine, so what are we to do? they dont appear to want us around but you clearly want to stay around so it be best to make nice with them" Poe says calmly, almost as if already expecting all of this to happen.
"Yes, you may be right" he says as he walks towards the Dwarf, after all you gotta start small, "Hello Mr.IhateUndeadswithapassion im Oreo, you are?"
"Well, uh.. hello. Shalandra is indisposed as far as I'm aware.. Perhaps I can relocate her for you," He nodded, smiling a bit and leading the way to get back to the head wizardess from where they were. "She sent you a message?" He wondered aloud.
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"The Death Essence is a needle in a cosmic hay stack... one which in all likeliness will come back into our hands by pricking them, as well."
He glances inscrutably at the two sorcerers accompanying him.
"It is most kind of you to join me. What do you know of necromancy?"
"I know that's how your kind usually extends invitations, so I'll let it slide, this time. Now, why don't you lead the way to this tavern of yours? I'll follow."
Someone once asked me why, when I talk about House Dimir, I don't put the word "the" in front of it.
At the time, I had no answer, but it just came to me.
Do we put the word "the" in front of God? A Storyteller is not a GM. A GM is God. God is one of the Storyteller's little minions.
"Ah, make no mistake, this is not the minotaur talking (mostly - I think he may have gotten to me a little when referring to the slaughter of your people, for which I apologize) it is the blade. I don't believe we've introduced ourselves. I am Delamare Du Senschouzen Alamira, and the massive hulk of a minotaur here is my (mostly) loyal, and (somewhat) willing friend and wielder Apachai Hopachai."
The minotaur nods to the remaining members of the previous conversation.
"This drow and I will be supping not far from here, in that delightful little gnomish underground tavern not far from here. I'll be keeping Apachai on a short leash, this time, so that he doesn't do anything to scare the little guys half to death. God, if that place didn't do the best damned tea and liqueur I've ever tasted in my hundred years on the planes..."
At the words "short leash" the minotaur's eyes return to their deep blue color for a moment as he pulls a face. "You never let me have any fun, Delamare..." Apachai huffs to himself. The eyes swiftly return to green.
"I'm sorry, Apachai, but right now, the fate of the world (and a thousand legions of undead usurpers) rests in our hands. No time to be playing around."
Apachai's bottom lip protrudes.
Someone once asked me why, when I talk about House Dimir, I don't put the word "the" in front of it.
At the time, I had no answer, but it just came to me.
Do we put the word "the" in front of God? A Storyteller is not a GM. A GM is God. God is one of the Storyteller's little minions.
But he's semi-racist against gnomes and halflings. He basically dismisses them as beneath his notice, even if they're just as strong as he and the rest of the party are.
"Comparatively little," Caex answers Serato. "I've got a general knowledge of necromantic spells and effects and so on, but I haven't gone in-depth into that field of study. Although lately it seems like it would be a good idea to study necromancy, with the kinds of enemies we're making."
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I was waiting for Boros to post before adding to the slew of roleplaying, but I tire of doing so.
Sense Motive, one for each new arrival that Thorel has encountered so far: (gnome and drow, respectively)
As soon as the gnome approaches him, however, he snapped back to his senses, "Hello," he said, "My name is Thorel Barilode. It is an honor to meet you, Oreo."
He walks gracefully to the necromanctic section of the library, looking at the material with an air of distaste which is almost comically academic considering his other reasons for hating such magic.
"Certainly whoever is behind this must be quite powerful."
"It is just a polite way of saying hello Oreo... honestly you are really dense sometimes" Poe says with a tinge of humor in its voice.
"And you are really cheeky for a familiar sometimes" Oreo says softly as he rolls his ever changing eyes, currently in a soft teal "This is Poe by the way, my Familiar, he can get rather cheeky sometimes but i hope you dont mind" Oreo says to Thorel with a smile.
"I am a part time entertainer though i am an Illusionist by trade, I have been around the world a few times and around some other planes as well" he says with a grin, not really waiting for anyone to ask him his story.
"Yeah and every place you visit ends up with a calamity that threatens to wipe out all creation" Poe says with a snicker
"You dont know that Poe it could all be a coincidence" Oreo comments dismissively with a wave of his hand.
"A thousand years Ovanel prospered in peace and happines, you arrive and 5 days later a rebellion starts and a cult arises serving a dark goddess that fancies herself the creator of all evil dragons, how can that be a coincidence???" Poe snaps back sternly
"Garl be damned! you like keeping track of every petty little thing that happens dont you?" Oreo says with a sigh and a stern look at the raven, who just chuckles and looks back to Thorel.
"Dreadfully sorry there, he does this a lot" Oreo says to Thorel in a resigned tone.