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[GreatWyrmGold]

Is it over or am I spelling AetherJam wrong?

[Darvi]

Yes.

[USEC_OFFICER]

Is it over or am I spelling AetherJam wrong?

Yes.

Which is to say you need to spell it as ##AetherJam.

[USEC_OFFICER]

Gah. IRC has stopped working for some reason. I'll try to get back on in a bit, but no clue if that'll work.

[GlyphGryph]

Episode 1, part 1: One thing after another...
Note for session logs: session marked as "General" are viewable to everyone. If there are, instead, names in the session header, I ask that players NOT named avoid reading that chat.

Spoiler: General (click to show/hide)

GlyphGryph: 3dF
MrFudgeMilkshake: GlyphGryph, +2 : [ ]

GlyphGryph: Somehow, Scriv, the missile misses your ship.
GlyphGryph: A pretty deadly seeker, you suspect.
Hriss: wait what
GlyphGryph: Lance kicked it to the side just in time.
GlyphGryph: A solid zag
Captain_Vera: Fuuuuck
Hriss: (Oh we started?))
GlyphGryph: You and Frastur are knocked to the ground by the evasive manuevers
GlyphGryph: But quickly recover.
Captain_Vera: What can I do? Where are we headed! Engage blinkers! Turn left!
Frastur: So
Frastur: We're in combat right now
Frastur: ?
GlyphGryph: You are being pursued by a ship, yes.
GlyphGryph: You don't actually have any communications systems.
GlyphGryph: So you do not know why they are firing upon you
GlyphGryph: But at least some of you might have some idea.
GlyphGryph: The seeker passes by without exploding at least.
Frastur: Right
GlyphGryph: You hear a disembodied voice. "20 seconds till the blink engine is ready to jump, Captain."
Frastur: Are there any planetoids in the area?
GlyphGryph: "And we're almost in position."
***Captain_Vera stands up and grabs the wall.
GlyphGryph: The only planetoid nearby (it's a five planet cluster, but spread out), is the one you just left.
GlyphGryph: You have a suspicion returning would be a bad idea.
Frastur: Ywah not going there.
Hriss: (So have we all met yet?)
GlyphGryph: Frasture, Vance, and Vera have,
Captain_Vera: "Get there faster!"
Hriss: (ok)
Frastur: The blink engine can blink in any dirrection, regardles ofwhere we're facing, right?
GlyphGryph: Vera, your departure was a bit... abrupt. And the next jump location isn't actually set. You could let Vance choose, or you could choose.
GlyphGryph: Frastur, it can. But your pilots has to strictly follow the jump maps.
GlyphGryph: Since he doesn't know how to program the engine himself.
GlyphGryph: And wouldn't have time under these conditions anyway.
Frastur: Right.
Frastur: UH.
GlyphGryph: "Captain, frontierward, or coreward?"
Frastur: Please tell me we have maps.
Captain_Vera: I trust in Vance. "Get us out of here!"
GlyphGryph: "Frontierward it is then."
Captain_Vera: *Just get us
GlyphGryph: 3dF
MrFudgeMilkshake: GlyphGryph, -2 : [ ][-][-]
GlyphGryph: The ships power dies for a second.
GlyphGryph: The lanterns flicker as it seems to freeze in space, or at least decelerate sharply
GlyphGryph: Then it kicks back in
Captain_Vera: "Why do these things always happen to /me/?"
GlyphGryph: And then.. then something thuds into the hull.
GlyphGryph: "Blinking, Captain! Hold-"
GlyphGryph: A moment passes
GlyphGryph: A long moment.
GlyphGryph: "On. And done."
GlyphGryph: The ship has stopped rather suddenly again.
Frastur: I check our surroundings.-
GlyphGryph: The blink interrupted his jamming - it will probably take him a couple seconds to get his bearings.
Frastur: AS in
Frastur: Outside the ship.
GlyphGryph: You peak out the window.
GlyphGryph: Any of you have a sense or situational awareness related skill?
GlyphGryph: I guess Vance does, but a poor one.
GlyphGryph: In his projection
GlyphGryph: So all of you roll versus poor unless you do
GlyphGryph: roll 3dF
Frastur: 3df
Frastur: 3dF
MrFudgeMilkshake: Frastur, -1 : [-][ ][ ]
Frastur: :/
GlyphGryph: There's open void outside, with two distance suns and a cluster of two nearby planets
GlyphGryph: What there doesn't appear to be is any other ships blinking in to follow you.
Captain_Vera: 3df.
Captain_Vera: 3dF
MrFudgeMilkshake: Captain_Vera, -1 : [ ][ ][-]
Frastur: "I think we might have lost them"
Frastur: "God job, Lance"
Captain_Vera: "Haha! Nobody can keep up with us."
GlyphGryph: 3dF Lance Vance
MrFudgeMilkshake: GlyphGryph, +3 :

GlyphGryph: The disembodied voice says "Uh oh."
Frastur: Lance has X-Ray vision.
GlyphGryph: "Uh... uh..."
Frastur: "Bad news.
Frastur: "
GlyphGryph: "You guys hear that thud just before we jumped?"
Frastur: "We got hit"?
GlyphGryph: "We've got a drillbeetle latched to our hull
GlyphGryph: "In fact"
GlyphGryph: "It's about to get through."
Frastur: "State location!"
Captain_Vera: "Oh crap..."
GlyphGryph: "Frastur's bed pod."
GlyphGryph: There's a loud crack.
Jack_Rienack: hah
Frastur: "Oh come on!"
GlyphGryph: Followed by a whirring and a hiss.
GlyphGryph: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=58wJRrvVgZI
GlyphGryph: Thematic music
GlyphGryph:
Frastur: "That's my room you son of a worm!"
GlyphGryph: There's a sudden pull of air escaping into the vacuum
***Captain_Vera leaps for Landed Bow
GlyphGryph: Lance: "Uh..."
GlyphGryph: "Oxygen Plummeting, I've got no way to dislodge it!"
Frastur: Can the doors be locked?
Captain_Vera: ...Were wearing space armours, right?
GlyphGryph: The door to the pod can be closed and sealed yes.
GlyphGryph: You are not wearing space armors.
GlyphGryph: No one picked that for their inventory
GlyphGryph:
GlyphGryph: Lance attempts to hold the air in!
GlyphGryph: 3dF
MrFudgeMilkshake: GlyphGryph, +1 :

• [ ][ ]

GlyphGryph: It's not enough, though.
GlyphGryph: Not while handling the rest of the ship.
GlyphGryph: Not at his skill level.
Frastur: I go into my room.
Frastur: Can I see the drillbug?
Frastur: *beetle.
Frastur: W/e
GlyphGryph: You can see the tip of a drill biting through the hole.
Frastur: I try to kick it out.
Frastur: I have shoes yes?
GlyphGryph: You try to kick the spinning drill?
Frastur: If I have shows.
GlyphGryph: It's still digging deeper in by the way.
Frastur: Or
GlyphGryph: You have shoes.
Frastur: Better idea
Frastur: I need something hard and flat.
Frastur: Is there such a thing nearby?
GlyphGryph: It's your bed pod - do you?
Frastur: Uh.
Frastur: Touch?.
GlyphGryph: ?
Captain_Vera: Frastur. You bland your silly accents
GlyphGryph: The drill stops while you're looking around.
Frastur: So yeah I have nothing like that.
***Captain_Vera grabs her Lancer Bow and goes in after Frastur.
GlyphGryph: The tip opens
Frastur: Shit!
GlyphGryph: And a small tube juts out.
Frastur: Nonononono
Frastur: I run out
Captain_Vera: "Out of the way!"
Frastur: And let her pass.
GlyphGryph: Gas begins shooting out of the tip.
GlyphGryph: Both of you roll agility checks.
Jack_Rienack: That is the best weapon I have ever seen.
GlyphGryph: To see if you succeed in your respective rushing through a narrow hole.
Captain_Vera: 3dF
MrFudgeMilkshake: Captain_Vera, -2 : [-][ ][-]
Frastur: 3dF
MrFudgeMilkshake: Frastur, No Modifier :

• [-][ ]

GlyphGryph: Frastur plows through the Captain on his way out of the bed pod.
GlyphGryph: Green gas following closely behind.
Frastur: Shut the door!
Frastur: SHUT THE DOOR!?
Captain_Vera: "Lance! Seal the pod!"
GlyphGryph: Roll a fitness check
GlyphGryph: We're just going to do a straight physical reflex thing here
Captain_Vera: 3dF
MrFudgeMilkshake: Captain_Vera, -2 : [ ][-][-]
Frastur: 3dF
MrFudgeMilkshake: Frastur, +1 : [-]

GlyphGryph: What's your fitness base, Frasture?
Frastur: G'night, cap'n
Frastur: Uh.
GlyphGryph: *Frastur
Frastur: Fair.
Frastur: So good result?
Frastur: With capital G
GlyphGryph: Good enough, too.
GlyphGryph: You can describe how it goes down. Noting that Vera tried for the same thing and failed miserably.
GlyphGryph: But you succeed with only a small amount of gas getting in.
Frastur: "On the bright side, I won't be having any problems sleeping in there anytime soon."
GlyphGryph: Presumably, you kick off Vera's face to hurl yourself back at the door, slamming it shut and quickly turning it into place.
Frastur: Oh
GlyphGryph: So your room is sealed.
Frastur: I thought the roll was about whether we get affected by the gas or not.
GlyphGryph: You both are also starting to develop a sharp headache.
Frastur: DAMMIT
GlyphGryph: Lance: "Uh oh."
GlyphGryph: "Uh... I'm not sure..."
Frastur: "Lance, feeling woozy...
GlyphGryph: A sharp flash shines through the window.
Frastur: MY EYES
GlyphGryph: "We're not alone out here. Starboard side, two ships in a dogfight, right side we've got a slew of ships incoming."
***Captain_Vera turns into the wall and screams at Vande
GlyphGryph: "Orders, Captain?"
GlyphGryph: "Wait... is starboard right?"
GlyphGryph: "Fuck. Opposite sides."
Sitano: Port is left.
Sitano: Starboard right.
GlyphGryph: "Window side is the planet ships."
GlyphGryph: "dogfight is on the other side."
GlyphGryph: "Captain, the blink engine is still hot, and we've got no maps out of this system. What do we do?"
Frastur: WHY
Captain_Vera: "Get us to a planet! We need to land!"
GlyphGryph: "Jamming planetward, Captain."
GlyphGryph: "Woah, that boat just took some serious damage. That dogfight isn't going to last much longer..."
Captain_Vera: ((AVera is the most expedienced captain ))
GlyphGryph: There's another flash through the window.
Captain_Vera: "My head isn't going to last much longer!"
GlyphGryph: "That's it, Captain. The smaller ship just bit the dust, and the large one jumped away."
GlyphGryph: Vera, the headache doesn't seem to be getting worse, at least. It just sucks.
Frastur: "We should land anyway. At the very least we need to refill our air.
Captain_Vera: "As the mate says, Vance."
Captain_Vera: ((Glyph?))
GlyphGryph: "Yes sir, on the way." The ship speeds up a bit. "Wait..."
GlyphGryph: "aAAAaaaahhh"
GlyphGryph: The ship jams to a stop.
GlyphGryph: "fuckargh
GlyphGryph: "
GlyphGryph: "Captain...?
GlyphGryph: "Ugh..."
GlyphGryph: "Just... god, in my head..."
GlyphGryph: "Captain, the smaller ship ejected a pod."
GlyphGryph: "Voice in my head."
GlyphGryph: "Mayday! Assistance needed! Some scum attacked me! Requesting assistance! Can't last much longer!"

Spoiler: Jack Rienack (click to show/hide)

GlyphGryph: You ship just took another blast.
GlyphGryph: All weapons down.
GlyphGryph: Your tank is leaking.
GlyphGryph: But...
GlyphGryph: You sense another ship nearby. It just jumped in.
GlyphGryph: And your pursuer is apparently taking this opportunity to jump out before the planet police arrive.
GlyphGryph: Eject pod?
Jack_Rienack: Well shit.
GlyphGryph: It won't get you far.
GlyphGryph: Your chemical thrusters aren't great.
Jack_Rienack: Is the crew alive on my ship?
GlyphGryph: You're not detecting any life signs beyond your own.
Jack_Rienack: Eject pod then.
GlyphGryph: You're using all your energy to hold the ship together, but you don't think....
GlyphGryph: Of course, you aren't keen on the authorities picking you up either.
GlyphGryph: You could try putting all your energy into a focused telepathic blast at this new ship.
Jack_Rienack: Oh. Uh.
GlyphGryph: Rolling the dice, but they might be better than the cops.
Jack_Rienack: Like a mayday?
GlyphGryph: No hrunter on board, unfortunatrly.
GlyphGryph: Yeah.
Jack_Rienack: Lets try that.
Jack_Rienack: 3dF
Jack_Rienack: Oh.
Jack_Rienack: Should I roll for it on the main channel?
GlyphGryph: No need to roll, I'm assuming your dumping your remaining will into it.
Jack_Rienack: Ah, okay.
GlyphGryph: But tell me what you want the message to be.
GlyphGryph: And whether you want to message the pilot, the female helmsmen, or the male helmsmen
Jack_Rienack: Mayday! Assistance needed! Some scum attacked me! Requesting assistance! Can't last much longer!
Jack_Rienack: And sent it to the pilot.
Jack_Rienack: Is that a Htunter thing, a trancer thing, or just a thing thing?
GlyphGryph: Telepathy is a Hrunter thing.
Jack_Rienack: Alright.
GlyphGryph: Also, pilots are in sensory deprivation tanks specifically to avoid unexpected stimulation interrupting their sensitive spells.
Jack_Rienack: Uh.
Jack_Rienack: Uhhhhhhhhhhhh
GlyphGryph: Get ready for your intro.
GlyphGryph: You're barely conscious, keep in mind.
Jack_Rienack: Yes.
Jack_Rienack: No singing and dancing? What a shitty musical.
GlyphGryph: Open the pod whenever.
Jack_Rienack: I know it's safe out?
GlyphGryph: You heard the thud. You could try using projection to check.
Jack_Rienack: Is that dangerous?

Spoiler: General (click to show/hide)

GlyphGryph: "That's what it said."
GlyphGryph: "I think I may have damaged the ship that time..."
Captain_Vera: "Eehr... How is our air supply?"
GlyphGryph: "We're holding with the pod sealed, captain."
GlyphGryph: "A few hours at least."
Captain_Vera: "Damaged how?"
GlyphGryph: "Planet's only half an our away."
GlyphGryph: "Uh... assessing now, Captain. A bit shaken, still. Give me a few minutes."
GlyphGryph: "I'm surprised I'm holding the projection this well."
Captain_Vera: "A beacon of confidence is what you are, Vancey"
GlyphGryph: "What should we do about the pod, sir?"
Captain_Vera: "I'm not... What is the oncoming whips doing?"
GlyphGryph: "Still at a great distance captain, but closing. I dunno."
Captain_Vera: "Damn it... Let's just pick 'em up, shall we?"
Captain_Vera: "...Can we?"
GlyphGryph: "We can try, captain. The pods moved about as far as it can, but I think... okay. Damage assessment."
GlyphGryph: "I have a crack in the hull in two places.
GlyphGryph: "Minor, but it cuts our airtime down a bit."
GlyphGryph: "Trying to set up my jamspell again..."
GlyphGryph: 3dF
MrFudgeMilkshake: GlyphGryph, +1 :

• [ ][ ]

GlyphGryph: The ship gives a kick and begins moving again.
Captain_Vera: "That feels good, Vancey. Keep it up!"
GlyphGryph: "Seal the door to the hanger, captain. I'm gonna try to scoop the pod, and we'll lose the air from that section. Still plenty left to get planetside though.
Frastur: "Will do"
Frastur: And I'm going to do just that.
***Captain_Vera nods at Frastur.
GlyphGryph: You close the hull, and you hear a creak and force on the otherside as the hangar door opens.
GlyphGryph: A minute or so later, you hear "Brace yourselves..." and then there's a low thud as the pod is scooped into the hangar and hits the interior wall.
***Captain_Vera grabs her Lancer Bow again, just to be on the safe side
GlyphGryph: The hangar doors close.
Captain_Vera: "Can we run diagnostics on the pod, Vance?"
GlyphGryph: "Feel free to unseal whenever you want Captain... those ships are closer now. Three are continuing on to the jump point, one is peeling off and heading for us."
Frastur: Urgh.
GlyphGryph: "I'll run diagnostics as best I can...
Captain_Vera: "We really should go for the planet. Will they intercept us?"
GlyphGryph: You are heading for the planet now.
GlyphGryph: "Yes."
Captain_Vera: "Can you dodge them?"
GlyphGryph: "I don't know Captain. They're faster than us. They haven't sent any seekers our way yet, though."
GlyphGryph: Frasture, you open the hull, and air rushes into the hangar.
Captain_Vera: "...Damn."
GlyphGryph: Inside, you see a large pilots cockpit.
GlyphGryph: It takes up most of the hangar, and is resting on some mangled looking metal bits that look oddly familiar.
Jack_Rienack: Oh
Captain_Vera: ((NOOOO))
Jack_Rienack: ((Wow.))
Hriss: ((hah))
GlyphGryph: "Captain, occupant is alive, pod is badly damaged. Suprised he pulled through."
***Captain_Vera looks sadly at the wrecked copter.
GlyphGryph: "I'd recommend knocking to let him know it's safe to open up. Or whatever."
Captain_Vera: "...I suppose we should go aknocking? They owe us for more than just saving our lives now."
***Captain_Vera goes into the hangar and tries to figure out how to knock on an Aether pod
Jack_Rienack: I will use a projection to try to see if it is dangerous outside my pod.
Jack_Rienack: 3dF
MrFudgeMilkshake: Jack_Rienack, +2 :

• [ ]

Captain_Vera: ((Hello there! ))
Jack_Rienack: ((oh hai. Sorry about your guys ship )
GlyphGryph: You check. You're in an air-filled cockpit.
Frastur:
GlyphGryph: Luckily there is still plenty of juice in the pod to amp your abilities.
GlyphGryph: Even with the will damage you suffered, you're good.
***Jack_Rienack flips the latch and pushes up the pod door.
Captain_Vera: You see a woman with a readied bow moving up towards the pod
GlyphGryph: Feel free to describe yourselves during this introduction, yes.
Jack_Rienack: And you see a giant bug covered in florescent paint heave itself out of a pod and onto the floor.
***Captain_Vera points Bow at the man. "Hey there! Seems like you've got yourself in a bit of a... /Jam/!"
Captain_Vera: *bug
***Frastur groans.
***Jack_Rienack also groans.
Captain_Vera: ((Also HURR HURR HURR))
Jack_Rienack: "Maybe... A bit. Uhg. Hello there..."
***Captain_Vera is visibly dissapointed nobody appriciated her pun
***Jack_Rienack groans and pushes himself into a sitting position.
GreatWyrmGold [32681a20@gateway/web/freenode/ip.50.104.26.32] entered the room.
Vorthon left the room (quit: Quit: Page closed).
GreatWyrmGold: Hi
Hriss: ((hi))
Jack_Rienack: "Thank you. For saving me. And all..."
***Jack_Rienack looks around.
Jack_Rienack: "Sorry about your. Whatever it was in here."
GlyphGryph: You are in a small hangar.
GlyphGryph: There's barely room for the three of you, the pod, and the wrecked rotor.
GlyphGryph: A single access door leads back into the ship proper. Which is smaller than the hangar, barely.
Captain_Vera: "Well, maybe you'll be able to make it up to us? Names Captain Scriv, prepropriator of this lil' vessel."
GlyphGryph: Something in the air smells strange and makes you wince a bit.
***Jack_Rienack slowly put his hands in the air.
Jack_Rienack: "No need for weapons here. Right?"
Frastur: "I do hope so."
***Captain_Vera points the bow down.
Captain_Vera: ((Hey greatwyrm!))
Jack_Rienack: "And. I could make it up to you? I would love to. But you just saw everything I own get blown into a million billion bits by some mother squisher bastard scumbag."
GlyphGryph: Lance: "Captain, ship is coming close. Hasn't opened fire yet."
GlyphGryph: Jack_Rienack: You receive a message.
GlyphGryph: "Attention, vessel. Identify yourselves."
GlyphGryph: It's from a hrunter on board the ship that's approaching.
Captain_Vera: "Uhu... So, master Beetle, you wouldn't happen to know why we have a fleet jamming for us?"
Jack_Rienack: "Uh. Shit. Likely they want to know why I was attacked."
Jack_Rienack: "They are calling for you to Identify yourselves."
Jack_Rienack: "And maybe they saw you pick me up. Or they think you guys were involved?"
Captain_Vera: "Vance. No chance of getting away from them is there?"
GlyphGryph: "None. captain."
GlyphGryph: "I'd recommend you just give a message to pass along... what exactly did they say, Hrunter?
GreatWyrmGold left the room (quit: Ping timeout: 245 seconds).
GlyphGryph: "Just 'identify'?"
***Captain_Vera turns to Jack. "If were going to ID ourselves, well have to use your pod. We lack commune.ications.
***Jack_Rienack grabs onto the pod and pulls himself up. Then expends a hand towards Vera. "The name is Jack by the way."
Jack_Rienack: "They asked... Yes. Just to Identify."
GlyphGryph: "Captain, they are following but maintaining distance."
Hriss: ¨((Odd for an insectoid to have a human-like name))
Jack_Rienack: ((Maybe. I didn't really think of it as there was not really any lore about it.))
GlyphGryph: ((And is it really humanlike? It's nothing like Frastur or Vera Scriv!))
GlyphGryph: ((Frastur Alnam and Vera Scriv, to be exact.))
Jack_Rienack: ((That's a good and hilarious point.))
Hriss: ((At theast the 'jaxck' part sounds kinda human))
Hriss: ((ANy way, I just said it was odd, taht's all))
Hriss: ((jack** ))
Jack_Rienack: ((((Rienack is a real last name I think.))
Jack_Rienack: ((Er. But then again, what is not.))
Captain_Vera: "Anchor the ship, Vance... Were introducing ourselves."
GlyphGryph: The ship stops moving.
Jack_Rienack: "Do you want me to try to tell them anything before you just latch on?"
GlyphGryph: More gently than the last several times.
Jack_Rienack: ((Is it possible for me to send a message like this?))
***Captain_Vera shakes Jack's hand. "Vera Scriv."
GlyphGryph: ((Yeah, you should be fine. Telepathy to another Hrunter is pretty easy.))
GlyphGryph: So long as they are being receptive anyways. And this one is waiting for a response.
Captain_Vera: "Tell them what happened and that we picked you up."
GlyphGryph: Jack_Rienack: **Requesting identification now, vessel.**
GlyphGryph: Jack_Rienack: **By the Planetary Authority of Clamtrin Fields, state your vessel name and identity"
Jack_Rienack: "I think they really want your name. But okay."
***Jack_Rienack sends a message to the ship
GlyphGryph: Jack_Rienack gets to name the ship, I guess?
GlyphGryph: Unless Vera says something quickly.
Captain_Vera: "Tell them this is the Donnerritter,
Jack_Rienack: **Hey! This is just the  trading vessel Donnerritter. We saw a attack by some pirates and a ship ejected a pod so we picked it up! What is going on?**
Captain_Vera: ((Scriver panics at makes up the worst name ever xD))
Jack_Rienack: 3dF
MrFudgeMilkshake: Jack_Rienack, No Modifier : [-][ ]

GlyphGryph: Telepath conversation is moved to PM...

Spoiler: Jack Rienack (click to show/hide)

Jack_Rienack: How easy is it to lie over this type of Telepathic conversation?
GlyphGryph: **Greetings, Donneritter. What you witnessed was an skirmish between what we believe to be pirates.**
GlyphGryph: Fairly easily, probably more easily than normal, since there are fewer "tells", as you only send what you want.
GlyphGryph: However, a good teleempath can tell either way.
GlyphGryph: Through TP or conversation
GlyphGryph: **You claim you picked up a pod ejected by one of them?**
GlyphGryph: **If it contains a survivor, do NOT open the pod.**
GlyphGryph: **We recommend you turn them over to us for questioning.**
GlyphGryph: **If you accompany us to the Port Authority, we may have some questions about what your ship saw as well.**
Jack_Rienack: **Our Pilot says that there is no one in the pod. Should we open it? Also we are on a bit of a tight time table here and didn't see a heck of a lot.**
Jack_Rienack: **The pod was opened and it is empty.**
GlyphGryph: **We should probably scoop the pod for evidence either way. Please accompany us to the planets surface."
Jack_Rienack: **Agreed. I will tell the captain.**

[GlyphGryph]

Spoiler: General (click to show/hide)

GlyphGryph: Meanwhile, you guys can continue to interact however.
***Captain_Vera watches the Hruntar curiously
Jack_Rienack: If I have antenna those things are twitching away.
GlyphGryph: Sure.
GlyphGryph: Heh
Hriss: ((We should ahve someone draw our characters. ))
GlyphGryph: Heh.
Hriss: ((have* ))
GlyphGryph: "Captain, how's it going? Everyone is awfully quiet back there."
***Jack_Rienack starts scraping off pilot gunk.
GlyphGryph: 3dF
MrFudgeMilkshake: GlyphGryph, -2 : [-][ ][-]
Frastur: "We have a bunch of freeloaders at the back. Probably harmless."
Captain_Vera: "I'm not sure. The bug is twitching."
GlyphGryph: Lance: "Captain, the ship is pulling off from behind us and moving ahead."
Jack_Rienack: "They want us to follow them so they can pick up the pod."
Jack_Rienack: "At least that is what they said. If you want to trust them I think we should follow. If not this might be our chance to get away."
Captain_Vera: "Allright. We might not have much choice here. Vancey, follow them, please."
***Jack_Rienack wipes off the gunk and deposits it back into the pod, then closes the door.
Captain_Vera: "...Do you trust them?"
GlyphGryph: The ship begins moving again.
GlyphGryph: Lance: "Who are they, anyway?"
Jack_Rienack: "No I don't trust them. The police in this system can be pretty corrupt. But I think if we just give them the pod we can get easy."
Jack_Rienack: "They want it for evidence."
Jack_Rienack: "And. Shit. Lets tell them it was empty when we found it. I don't want these guys to grab me, who knows what they would do."
Jack_Rienack: "If they know that I was in that pod they might hold me for god knows how long."
Captain_Vera: "...Uhm..."
Captain_Vera: "Im starting to think we might not want to follow them afterall."
Jack_Rienack: "Do you think this hunk of junk can out run them?"
GlyphGryph: Lance: "We don't have any routes out of this system, Captain. We don't have a whole hell of a lot of choice."
GlyphGryph: "the other ships are gone though, probably blinked out."
Jack_Rienack: "If we just play it cool. Maybe let me talk to them. I don't think they would hold all of us just because we saw some pirates attack a guy."
Captain_Vera: "Well... We might have trouble explaining the drillbot stuck in our hull. Jack, where do you think they are taking us?"
GlyphGryph: Lance: "At the very least, it's in the direction of the planet we were already headed towards. That's good, right?"
Jack_Rienack: "Uh. I would think down to a police shipyard so they can transfer the pod out. On that planet."
Jack_Rienack: "If you guys got a drillbot stuck in your hull... Is this ship okay?"
Captain_Vera: "I guess we could follow them, then... But I don't like it."
Captain_Vera: "It's keeping together... For now."
Jack_Rienack: "Just play it cool. Let me talk to them and give them this pod. We should be perfectly fine. It's not the first time I have dealt with the locals in this system."
Jack_Rienack: "Then we can go find a place to get this ship fixed. and we can leave this backwater."
Captain_Vera: "Alright. Allright. Don't try to fool us though. Remember. We saved you."
Jack_Rienack: "Of course. I owe you big. And I never forget what I owe."
GlyphGryph: Okay, so, we'll break for a couple minutes for mid session intermission now. And then skip forward.
GlyphGryph: Any questions so far?
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Jack_Rienack: I was surprised that you guys were not on the ship already.
Sitano: I believe so.
GlyphGryph: Episode 1 is all about keeping the crew together.
Jack_Rienack: And I am feeling sorta bad that my introduction is taking so long.
Captain_Vera: "So Jack... Can I offer you a drink while we wait? We don't have much though."
GlyphGryph: *getting the crew together.
Captain_Vera: ((Episode 1: Don't Split the Crew!))
Jack_Rienack: "Ah. That would be very kind of you."
Captain_Vera: "The commons is right through the door... It's the only room."
Captain_Vera: ((Question: Does Cancer keep plastic toys in his pilot bath?))
***Jack_Rienack walks a little shakily into the commons room.
Frastur: "Careful that you don't open that door over there. We got hit and now we both have a breach and gas inside."
GlyphGryph: Meanwhile... Hriss and Sitano, feel free to join ##AetherJam2
Jack_Rienack: "A breach and gas leak at the same time? Is that. What?"
Captain_Vera: "...That's the drillbot."
Hriss: ((So Im there now))
Captain_Vera: "It drilled inside and released some kind of gas inside. My head still hurts."
GlyphGryph: Fast forward to landing?
Jack_Rienack: Yeah.
Captain_Vera left the room (quit: Ping timeout: 276 seconds).
GlyphGryph: Your ship lands at the police station. The police seem a bit suspicious at first...
GlyphGryph: 3dF
MrFudgeMilkshake: GlyphGryph, No Modifier : [ ][ ][ ]
***Jack_Rienack stands back up as the ship lands and makes his way to the hold.
GlyphGryph: And remain a bit suspicious as they ask you to open up the ship.
***Jack_Rienack tries to use the hold opening mechanism.
GlyphGryph: The door opens as you turn the wheel
GlyphGryph: Vance helps a bit.
GlyphGryph: 3dF
MrFudgeMilkshake: GlyphGryph, -2 : [-][ ][-]
GlyphGryph: Three officers wait at the bottom of the ramp.
GlyphGryph: A Hrunter, a Rat, and a Helmsmen
GlyphGryph: The Rat speaks up. "Are you the Captain?"
GlyphGryph: It asks of Jack
Jack_Rienack: "Er no. The captain is back in the ship. But I saw everything, so I came to give you my testimony and help you with this pod thing."
GlyphGryph: Lance: "Captain, permission to exit the cockpit?"
scriver: "I am the captain. Captaib Scriv."
GlyphGryph: "Captain, perhaps we can take you and your pilot in for questioning."
Frastur: Oh joy
Jack_Rienack: "Uh. Sirs. We are on a tight schedule... And we did not really see very much at all."
Frastur: Me alone with the other guys.
Frastur: And here I was hoping for the captain to do all of the chatting.
scriver: "There's really not so much to question about. I'm sure we could leave our statements right here."
Hriss left the room (quit: Ping timeout: 245 seconds).
GlyphGryph: The guards talk amongst themselves for a few moments. Finally, the Rat says. "Fine. My name is Guard Captain Tomaco. Pull out your pilot, and we'll take your statements while our laborers unload the pod. Acceptable?"
GlyphGryph: He beckons, and several more individuals move towards the ship with a small crane vehicle.
***scriver smiles. "acceptable."
GlyphGryph: Lance ejects himself from the pod, takes a few moments to towel himself off and throw on some clothes, and heads to the back of the ship.
scriver: Lance was doing the Nekkid Dance
Frastur: You mean
Frastur: the Trance Dance?
GlyphGryph: Tomaco: "So tell me, what brings you to this system?"
GlyphGryph: All of you are gathered before the officer just outside the ship while they unload the pod.
Ultimuh [3e6cdad3@gateway/web/freenode/ip.62.108.218.211] entered the room.
Jack_Rienack: "If I may, we are in this system because of some damage our ship took."
Ultimuh: ((For some reason, the chat stopped working))
Jack_Rienack: "Sorta got forced into it. We were attacked by some drilling machine."
GlyphGryph: "Your ship was damaged by a drilling weapon of some sort? A mine, or an assailant?"
scriver: "We're not sure. We we're kinda hit out of nowhere."
scriver: "There was a ship following us, though. We assumed it was from it."
GlyphGryph: Lance: "We jumped in case it wanted to launch a followup. I assume it was some sort of pirate. No explosives... must have thought we had cargo and was trying to keep it intact."
Jack_Rienack: "Pirates must be getting more desperate everyday to attack this hunk of junk looking for a haul. I would think any self respecting pirate would not bother."
GlyphGryph: The cop goes to ask a question, then halts for a moment. "You had no knowledge in advance of any attack in this system before you jumped?"
GlyphGryph: "Or any possible attack?"
scriver: "None at all. It was pure happenstance we arrived when we did."
GlyphGryph: Tamico: "Claire?"
GlyphGryph: The Hrunter shakes a bit. "Telling the truth I think, Tam."
GlyphGryph: "No known attack."
GlyphGryph: Tamico: "Did you recognize either of the ships? And Pilot, describe what you saw."
***scriver nods.
scriver is now known as Vera
GlyphGryph: Lance: "Never seen either of 'em before, sir. We jumped in, there were some spellblasts going off, then the smaller ship broke apart. I saw your grouping heading in, but we were distracted dealing with the drill beetle."
Vera: "Not at all."
GlyphGryph: The Rat shrugs. "Hmm.. Understandable. Leaving us with one question - Why did you pick up the pod?"
GlyphGryph: Lance shrugs. "I simply pointed it out. Captain said we might as well yank it."
GlyphGryph: Tamico looks to the Captain: "Any particular reason why?"
***Vera glances at the others. "We thought there might've been survivors inside. It seemed like the right thing to do."
GlyphGryph: Claire: "Seems to be clear captain."
GlyphGryph: Tamico: "Who opened it? You found it empty?"
Jack_Rienack: "Yeah. I was the one who opened it."
GlyphGryph: Roll a Will check.
GlyphGryph: Difficulty: Good.
Jack_Rienack: 3dF
MrFudgeMilkshake: Jack_Rienack, +2 : [ ]

Jack_Rienack: Good+2 gotten.
Jack_Rienack: Whatever that is.
GlyphGryph: Claire: "He seems okay, Captain. I don't think there was anyone else."
GlyphGryph: Tamico shrugs. "The pod is cleared, then. I'll let you go. You've got repairs to deal with anyway."
GlyphGryph: "If you've got no business here beyond that, I trust you'll be leaving soon. Do you mind if Claire links with your communicator, Captain?"
Jack_Rienack: What does a Hrunter link do?
GlyphGryph: ((Linking allows Hrunter to communicate over any distance. Most can maintain several links at a time. Jack, you have at least one link free.))
Jack_Rienack: Can I break it?
GlyphGryph: "Just in case we have any future questions. We'll break it off after a week or two if we don't."
GlyphGryph: Yes, you can break it at will.
Jack_Rienack: "I would be glad to link with you."
Vera: "I don't mind if he doesn't", Vets says with a smile.
GlyphGryph: You feel some mental probing, and the connection is established.
GlyphGryph: Claire: "It is done."
Vera: *Vera
GlyphGryph: Tamico waves you away. "Get on your way then. You said you were in a rush to get this heap fixed, so we won't hold you any longer."
GlyphGryph: "It was just a fight between pirates anyway - you're lucky the pod was empty."
GlyphGryph: "Wouldn't have been surprised if whoever popped out tried to take your ship and jump to who knows where."
GlyphGryph: "Good day."
GlyphGryph: He turns, and the guards leave.
Frastur: Pirates, eh?
Ultimuh is now known as Hriss
***Vera turns to Jack. "Pirates, eh?"
GlyphGryph: Lance: "I'll go hop back into the juice again, I suppose."
GlyphGryph: "And we can head for the city port."
GlyphGryph: He heads inside.
***Jack_Rienack shrugs.
Jack_Rienack: "I won't forget my debts to you. I'm not a bad guy, even if they would call me that."
Jack_Rienack: "Especially since I seem to owe you twice over now."
GlyphGryph: Head inside?
Jack_Rienack: Oh yeah. I assumed we had
Jack_Rienack: Yeah. Head into the ship.
GlyphGryph: The door closes, and the ship heads to the city.
GlyphGryph: Let me know when you're all ready to move on to the next scene.
***Vera nods, and is ready
Jack_Rienack: "I notice you don't have a anyone for communications on your crew. And I do owe you. And I certainly don't want to hang around this system. Do you mind if I stick with you for now?"
Jack_Rienack: "At least until we leave the system?"
***Jack_Rienack is ready for next scene as well.
GlyphGryph: Frastur?
Frastur: Sure.
Frastur: Once we fixed the ship.
Sitano left the room (quit: Ping timeout: 245 seconds).
GlyphGryph: Okay, what do you guys want in the city beyond repairs?
Vera: "Well, that would certainly be one way to pay your debts. The cost of the rotor, if nothing else."
Vera: Aether armour!
Frastur: New rotor /:-|
Vera: Spacecat food
Frastur: Steel-plated boots
GlyphGryph: Also, there's a 10 coin docking fee.
Frastur: All the better to kick out annoying drills.
GlyphGryph: Heh
Vera: We pay the docking fee.
GlyphGryph: For the repairs, you get quoted a rather large amount from most of the places around, and they have long waits. Apparently, piracy has gotten pretty bad lately.
Vera: I assume we can sell off the drillbug?
GlyphGryph: However, you also hear word of a "glorious mycos engineer looking for a place shipside doing ship maintenance"

Spoiler: Sitano & Hriss (click to show/hide)

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Hriss [3e6cdad3@gateway/web/freenode/ip.62.108.218.211] entered the room.
Sitano_ [8161f70e@gateway/web/freenode/ip.129.97.247.14] entered the room.
GlyphGryph: So, both of you have found your way to this planet.
GlyphGryph: Neither of you are particularly well equipped.
GlyphGryph: Or have much cash on you.
GlyphGryph: Certainly not enough to get OFF planet again, which is pretty miserable since there's not much going on here beyond what you came here for.
Sitano_: Yit will provide.
Hriss: ((So we know eachother?))
Sitano_: ((No clue)
Sitano_: ((...))
GlyphGryph: Either way, both of you are whiling away time in a local pub
GlyphGryph: Not neccesarrily drinking
GlyphGryph: But socializing
GlyphGryph: And keeping an ear out for jobs or ways off planet.
GlyphGryph: We can say you've met each other before.
GlyphGryph: And are talking in the bar.
GlyphGryph: You two can determine the details.
Hriss: Hriss sits at a corner table, examinig his surroundings.
Hriss: ((So 3df? ))
GlyphGryph: Hriss is one of two or three rats. Sitano is the only Mycos.
GlyphGryph: What are you looking for in particular?
Hriss: ((Just, examining, I want to know of my surroundings, just because I have skills for that. ))
GlyphGryph: Sure. We'll see if you notice anything particularly out of the ordinary.
Hriss: 3df
Hriss: ((hmm))
Hriss: ((ooh))
Hriss: ((need that dicebot here))
Sitano_: ((Isn't it 3dF anyways?)
Sitano_: ((Can't remember.)
Hriss: 3dF
GlyphGryph: You see nothing out the ordinary
Hriss: ((yup, need the bot))
GlyphGryph: I rolled for you in other chat
Hriss: ((ah))
***Sitano_ wanders in, staring at a complex mechanism in his hands.
GlyphGryph: A mycos enters the bar. It's the first you've seen since you arrived planetside.
***Hriss scowls at the other Ratticavians in the bar, as he has a general distaste of those of rival clans.
***Sitano_ takes a good look at his surroundings, looking for anybody who might need an engineer.
Hriss: Hriss noticees the Mycos, he examines him from a distance.
GlyphGryph: A few folks glance at him, and one the Rats seems to cast a nervous stare at him before slinking out.
***Sitano_ seeing nothing, dejectedly walks over to the bar and takes the vacated seat.
GlyphGryph: The other works up the nerve to approach him. "Ah, ah, kind Mycos."
GlyphGryph: "My name is Tarricus Clingclan."
GlyphGryph: "Are you seeking... company? Perhaps to share your wisdom?"
Sitano_: "Ah, yes. Tarricus Clingclan. I am looking for work, and was hoping to find some."
Sitano_: "But it appears that Yit's will is not shining upon me, and my purse is almost empty.
Sitano_: "Perhaps you have heard of a Jammer in need of an engineer?"
GlyphGryph: Tarricus: "Ah... ah, yes, work. Not a... not a lot of that around. And no, I haven't sir, but I do, I will be sure to let you know, ...what is your name, kind Mycos?"
Sitano_: "I am... Sitano No-Name."
GlyphGryph: "Sitano. It is a pleasure to meet you, Sitano! Ah, but, I would... if you would, a small request of you, dearest Sitano."
Sitano_: "I would be..."
***Sitano_ fiddles with his contraption.
Sitano_: "Happy to oblige."
Hriss left the room (quit: Ping timeout: 245 seconds).
GlyphGryph: "Can you tell me... if I will ever see my family again?"
GlyphGryph: His eyes are wide as he kneels before you, looking up at you with hope.
Sitano_: "Hmmm..."
Sitano_: "Can you tell me about them?"
GlyphGryph: He describes his wife, and a half dozen children, and his parents, and her parents.
Sitano_: "Hmm... Yes, yes."
***Sitano_ pulls out a piece of paper and begins to scibble furiously on it.
***Sitano_ from time to time he consults his contraption.
Sitano_: "Ah, yes, it is clear to me now."
Sitano_: "Worry not, for you will see your family again, though it will be after a long period of hardship."
Sitano_: "And... Hmm... This cannot be right."
Ultimuh [3e6cdad3@gateway/web/freenode/ip.62.108.218.211] entered the room.
Ultimuh: ((So the chat stopped  where I was attempting to hear the Mycon and the other rat))
Ultimuh: ((Did I miss much?))
Sitano_: ((No.))
Sitano_: (As far as I can tell we're stalling until the rest of the group comes in.))
Sitano_: "You said you had six children, correct?"
GlyphGryph: "Yes, yes."
Sitano_: "Ah. I am sorry then. But Yit's Will cannot be turned."
Sitano_: "Two of your children will die... protecting their mother."
GlyphGryph: "No! Is there nothing I can do!?"
Sitano_: "Hmm..."
GlyphGryph: "Will they at least die valiantly in their defense?"
Ultimuh: ((So di I hear the conversation?))
GlyphGryph: Yes
Ultimuh: ((do*))
Sitano_: "Perhaps if you left at once you might meet them in time."
Sitano_: "I am unsure. My device cannot predict such changes so far into the future."
GlyphGryph: "thank you, thank you. I will make sure to stop and tell those I know to do all in their power to send word to you of any employment that meets your needs."
Sitano_: "It is my duty. Nothing more."
GlyphGryph: "I will do what I can to save them... though I know not even how to return to them yet..."
GlyphGryph: He rushes out.
***Sitano_ sighs.
***Ultimuh stands up and walks over to the Mycon, he stares at him for a bit, thinking.
Ultimuh: "So you can forsee things to come.."
Sitano_: "In a way."
Sitano_: "Though only by Yit's will."
Sitano_: "And despite my best efforts Yit's Will is still murky to me."
Ultimuh: "Hrrph..  Well then... Can this 'Yit' tell what's in store for a kinslayer as myself?"
Sitano_: "I will see, though you will have to describe yourself in more detail."
Ultimuh: Hriss said 'kinslayer' loud enough for people around him to hear, as he is not afraid otehr would know.
Sitano_: "I fear that as a kinslayer your end will be bloody, but it is, as always, up to Yit's Will."
Ultimuh: "I have slain everyone in my clan..  SO I am clanless. What else is there to know?"
Sitano_: "Yit's Will is shown by omens and portents."
Sitano_: "Such generalities do not help me."
Sitano_: "How many people were in your clan. How old were you during the deed. This is the information I seek."
Sitano_: "By looking into the omens of the past we see the omens of the future, and thus the events that shall transpire."
Sitano_: "So Yit has shown to me."
Ultimuh: Hriss growls a bit, even tough he may revere the Mycon, Hriss still have some disslike against them. "It was half-a decade ago. They were thrityfour in total, six who foght for succession, then I killed the rest."
Sitano_: "Succession?"
Ultimuh: "A ritual to succeed a deceased leader."
Ultimuh: "A battle to the death"
Sitano_: "Ah. Let me check the portents then."
***Sitano_ gets to work on the reading.
Ultimuh: ((So basically they were seven who foght to see who would lead, byt Hriss killed everyone in his clan.))
Ultimuh: ((but*))
Sitano_: ((Glyph, could you drop some forshadowing? Else I'm basically going to bullshit.))
Sitano_: ((Bullshit?))
Sitano_: "I see... a great potential for you."
***Ultimuh listens intently,.
Sitano_: "The possibility of greatness, but the possibility of a great fall.
Sitano_: "You will either succeed beyond your wildest dreams, or fail beyond your worst nightmares."
Sitano_: "That is... What I can see."
Sitano_: "I would be more specific, but our fates are too intertwined."
Sitano_: "For that I am sorry."
***Ultimuh stares at the mycon. "Very well.."
Ultimuh: oops
Ultimuh is now known as Hriss
Hriss: ((forgot about that))
***Sitano_ nods his head morosely.
***Hriss then smirks. "You said you wanted work?"
***Sitano_ nods.
Sitano_: "I will find some if I stick with you, So Yit has shown me."
***Hriss looks puzzled at him. "Just like that?"
Sitano_: "So says Yit."
Hriss: "Well what skills do you ahve, beside see what your.. '
Hriss: god' tells you?"
Hriss: ((have*))
Sitano_: "I am an engineer. I would not have built my device without those skills."
Hriss: ((and that stupid enter button..))
Hriss: "And this 'Yit' have told you to work for someone whi has little to no wealth as well?"
Hriss: ((who*))
Sitano_: "Hmm?"
Sitano_: "I will not work for you."
Sitano_: "Rather, I will find my work with you."
Sitano_: "Would I be correct in saying that you are in need of a job as well?"
Hriss: ((I mixed up the words. ))
***Hriss snorts. "Indeed.. Work is hard to come by these days.."
Sitano_: "Then we will find some together, very soon no doubt."
Hriss: "So what else does this 'Yit' do?"
***Sitano_ smiles.
Sitano_: "Everything good in the world."
***Hriss snorts for some reason at that. "Well we are nt going to find any work in here.." Hriss said, switching subject.
Sitano_: "Perhaps. But where else would we seek it?"
***Hriss starts walking towar5ds the exit. "ANywhere but here, people come here to drink not work."
Hriss: ((towards*))
Sitano__ [8161f70e@gateway/web/freenode/ip.129.97.247.14] entered the room.
Hriss: ((hmm?))
Sitano__: ((IRC is screwing up for me for some reason))
Hriss: ((Did you notice what I wrote or shall I write it again?))
Sitano__: ((Write it again))
Hriss: ((towards*))
***Hriss starts walking towar5ds the exit. "ANywhere but here, people come here to drink not work."
***Sitano__ follows closely behind.
GlyphGryph: Someone comes into the pub and says something to the bartender.
GlyphGryph: The bar starts whispering. Something about a trade ship.
Sitano_ left the room (quit: Ping timeout: 245 seconds).
***Hriss watches the guy.
Hriss: "A trade ship huh.."
Hriss: Well my Mycon friend, we could be in luck.
GlyphGryph: guy: "Yeah, apparently the police pulled them in. Just set 'em loose though. Do you think they are taking on crew?"
***Hriss heads towards the space dock.
GlyphGryph: otherguy: "Maybe, maybe... whiich berth?"
Hriss: ((err, Aether dock))
***Hriss Hriss hurries over to the docks, details can be found out later. First thing is to get there before otehrs does and steals the potential jobs.

Spoiler: General (click to show/hide)

Vera:
GlyphGryph: Yeah, you can sell off the bug if you want. It will probably net at least a few coins.
Vera: Maybe we should keep the drillbug, actually.
GlyphGryph: You know that Mycos tend to be pretty good with repairs.
Frastur: I say we ignore the rumour
Frastur: If he was that good, he'd be overrun with customers.
Vera: Also. We pump the gas into a container as well. Can we do that?
GlyphGryph: There's no other ships in port, and no others hiring crew, and seemingly quite a few locals willing to sign on for cheap to get off planet.
Frastur: Especially in this economy.
GlyphGryph: ...Gas?
Vera: The gas in the room and inside the drillbug.
Jack_Rienack: Told you this planet was suck.
GlyphGryph: Ah
GlyphGryph: Thats probably not the best idea. The gas has... settled.
GlyphGryph: And you aren't entirely sure what it does.
Frastur: Headaches
Frastur: That's what it does.
GlyphGryph: It's sort of left a fine film over everything in the pod, near you can tell.
GlyphGryph: In small amounts, anyway. :
Frastur: ... I want a new pod.
Jack_Rienack: Certainly safe for Frastur to sleep in.
Jack_Rienack: Actually, if we hire the Myco, he could just use that pod. No?
GlyphGryph: You have no idea how Mycos work.
Sitano [8161f70e@gateway/web/freenode/ip.129.97.247.14] entered the room.
Frastur: Hard
Frastur: That's how they work.
GlyphGryph: Hah
Jack_Rienack: No, but that does not prevent me from being a self proclaimed expert on them.
GlyphGryph: Lance: "I'd be up for getting planetside for a while. Maybe checking out a pub... I could ask around, at least see what he's charging?"
***Vera nods. That would be nice.
Vera: "that would be nice"
GlyphGryph: Lance grins. "I hope you don't mind if I spend an hour or two mingling? And, uh... drinking. We've got the berth for the day, after all. And I'm just happy to be out of the slime for a while, I want to enjoy it."
Sitano left the room (quit: Client Quit).
Vera: "It's your time, Vance. Just don't forgery about the Kycos."
GlyphGryph: A small crowd seems to be gathering just outside the berth
GlyphGryph: Lance stops just as he's about to leave. "Wait... that's a Mycos in the crowd, isn't it? Right next to that Rat?"
***Hriss begins pushing through the crowd, sneering at anyone who resists.
GlyphGryph: "Why do you suppose they are all there anyway?"
GlyphGryph: One of the crow yells "Roller here! Need a good roller? Can drive anything! Man the cannons up right!"
***Vera looks outside. "I believe he's coming herewards."
GlyphGryph: Another picks up the shout "I can cook! Do you need a cook?"
GlyphGryph: "Cheap! Half price offer!" "Hey, forget that, I'll work for free if you can drop me off somewhere else!"
Frastur: Crooks, all of them.
***Hriss grabs obne of the noisest closest ones he can find and throws him to the ground.
Jack_Rienack: "Oh man. A cook. Do you guys have a cook? Nothing like a good cook on a long voyage."
Vera: "We don't have a kitchen. Besides, Frastur rocks a badass Aetherpaste Stew."
***Vera keeps following what the rat is doing.
***Hriss punches another to get past, his annjoyance at thsi crowd mages him almost rage.
Hriss: ((makes*))
Hriss: ((this**))
GlyphGryph: Hold up.
GlyphGryph: We seem to be missing a pretty important layer in this particular scene
Hriss: ((Indeed))
Jack_Rienack: Music?
Hriss: ((he pinged out))
Hriss: ((or something..))
Frastur: Who pinged out?
GlyphGryph: ((lets give him a few minutes to return))
Jack_Rienack: The myco?
Hriss: ((USEC))
Hriss: ((yes))
GlyphGryph: Or
GlyphGryph: Since we are at end time anyway
GlyphGryph: We could just end it now
GlyphGryph: ?
Jack_Rienack: Sure.
Jack_Rienack: If you want.
Vera: It's a decent time for an end. Too bad Ulti didn't get to do much yet though
Jack_Rienack: We didn't really so much, but if we gota end.
Hriss: eh
GlyphGryph: It's a slow start admittedly.
Hriss: its alright I suppose
GlyphGryph: But I don't think it went badly.
Vera: I had fun and we have to get the crew together someways
Jack_Rienack: Yes. Soon we can go on a real pirating adventures together.
GlyphGryph: Hah
GlyphGryph: Okay, so we'll end it here
GlyphGryph: And starting at start of next session
GlyphGryph: Hriss scatters the crowd
GlyphGryph: And the Mycon and Rat approach the ship
GlyphGryph: So, now to do bookkeeping...
GlyphGryph: *SESSION END*
Jack_Rienack: +50 xps to everyone!
Hriss: yaay
GlyphGryph: By the way, it's 150 experience to purchase a level.
Jack_Rienack: What does purchasing a level do?
GlyphGryph: Plus 50 for each level of that type you already have.
Vera: Yay!
GlyphGryph: It grants you an additional class level.
Jack_Rienack: Yes.
Jack_Rienack: I meant.
Jack_Rienack: What does that do?
Vera: So 200 for next then?
Jack_Rienack: Like. Give you points to spend on shit?
GlyphGryph: And with it, a free skill group and subskill special.
GlyphGryph: It boosts the level of all child skills by 1, except for the double dash ones.
Jack_Rienack: Ah. I see.
Jack_Rienack: That's fairly powerful.
GlyphGryph: You don't have to keep boosting your current level - you can cross-class with training.
GlyphGryph: But you'd need someone to train you. Which costs money, or time on the part of a trainer.
GlyphGryph: Regardless, for this session, everyone can get 50xp.
GlyphGryph: Also, I meant +50 per level you have, not of that type. So your second level, regardless of class, costs 200.
Vera: Ah.
GlyphGryph: Or... do you guys think it would be better the other way?
GlyphGryph: Promote cross-training by making it cheaper?
Frastur: Nah.
GlyphGryph: Or promote specialization?
Vera: Dunno?
Frastur: Nah.
GlyphGryph: H'ok
Jack_Rienack: I dunno.
Jack_Rienack: That free specialization that you get, can it go into anything?
Jack_Rienack: Or just class skills?
GlyphGryph: Anything open to you.

[GreatWyrmGold]

Is it over or am I spelling AetherJam wrong?

Yes.

Which is to say you need to spell it as ##AetherJam.

I did.

[Darvi]

Then you weren't connected to the correct server.

[GlyphGryph]

And you used http://webchat.freenode.net/ or otherwise connected to Freenode?

[GreatWyrmGold]

And you used http://webchat.freenode.net/ or otherwise connected to Freenode?

I was connected for a little bit. Then I had dinner. Then I came back and couldn't reconnect.

[Ultimuh]

Maybe we should use another webchat thing?

[GlyphGryph]

Well, the reason we were not using DarkMyst seems to have passed - we can switch back for next session if you think it will help. But all of our disconnected folk seem to have been dropped from there as well. What's really strange is that the one time "I" disconnected for a few moments, my bot stayed connected. So I don't know what's up with that.

[Criptfeind]

Man. One of the races should have been a bat man race.

[GlyphGryph]

Just so you know, I've decided to move it back to DarkMyst this week to see if that minimized the number of dropped connections. See the OP for up-to-date address/server status.

Right now, #AetherJam @ irc.darkmyst.org

[Darvi]

[23:48] <Frastur> 3dF awesomeness
[23:48] <MrFudgeMilkshake> Frastur, No Modifier : [ ][-][+]
[23:49] <Frastur> :/
[23:49] <@GlyphGryph> ((Frastur fails to be awesome.))
[23:49] <Frastur> Well
[23:49] <Vera> 3dF Awesomness Roll:
[23:49] <MrFudgeMilkshake> Vera, -1 : [ ][-][-]
[23:49] <Frastur> AT LEAST I DON'T SUCK