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GOBLINS! AND LOTS OF THEM!

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The assassins in the town!

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Gonzou suiciding!

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The shadow monster encounters of all kinds!

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The mountains!

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The werewolf incident with Nadarr, leading to us getting arrested!

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The bandit camp side quests!

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The fortress upper levels! (Necromancers, gate, madmen)

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The caverns! (Dragon, Cotl, Cave Crocs)

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The Fortress lower levels! (Maze, Grot/Symon/Gonzou Fight, Husks)

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The flesh party that was the final battle!

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The epilogue (and the end of almost two years of madness)

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None! It sucked!

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Total Members Voted: 9

[highmax28]

USEC_OFFICER really wants to RP as Symon more for some reason. Therefore he tries to break the silence by stuttering, "W-w-w-where are you f-f-f-from?"

Symon is not a conversationalist.

((Mostly I'm waiting for Weston to get on and answer her))
"I'm sure I told you before, I am from the Gray Vale. Many adventurers are known to make a good living out there. Perhaps you will go there one day."

[mastahcheese]

((I think that once Cromwell checks on the other guy, he'll just head back to the tavern unless there is something of interest, as I can't really think of what else to do.))

[highmax28]

((I think that once Cromwell checks on the other guy, he'll just head back to the tavern unless there is something of interest, as I can't really think of what else to do.))

((Forgot about that...))
Your dazing left your mind a little woozy. You start walking but teleport on accident. (?) The first thing you notice is you're defiantly nowhere near where you were when you teleported at first. Second thing is you're falling... And you land right on top of the ornate man, walking down the alleyway! Excellent! He's unconscious but not dead. ((That was a lucky percentile...))

[USEC_OFFICER]

"I'm sure I told you before, I am from the Gray Vale. Many adventurers are known to make a good living out there. Perhaps you will go there one day."

"I'm n-not fighting for m-money!" Symon protests against the unspoken implication.

((I know. But as I said, I really want to RP as Symon.))

[mastahcheese]

Try to shake the man awake.

[Sirus]

((I can't even remember what we were doing, its been so long and that mountain maze went on for-goddam-ever. Something about a fallen Dwarven fortress? Fuggit, just pretend Weston knows and describes it :p ))

Weston shares what he knows about the group's quest, followed by:
"Of course, I joined up after the rest had already been together for a while. Perhaps one of the others could answer more questions. And no, Nimue doesn't bite. Unless you annoy her, that is." The familiar in question nipped at his ear at this.

[apiks]

Sigh at the lock and return to the street. Sit on a bench (in a garden preferably) and start making a quick sketch, looking for high-value targets or interesting people to pass. If nobody interesting passes, go find a locksmith.

((What ever happened with my potion and perception+arcana checks, btw?))

[TD1]

Try to pull out the dagger blade, being careful not to touch the sharp edge. After that, see if I recognise it, Arcana check it and perception check it.

[highmax28]

Try to pull out the dagger blade, being careful not to touch the sharp edge. After that, see if I recognise it, Arcana check it and perception check it.

Its impossible to grab without cutting yourself. The blade  where the handle was is jagged and the blade seems recently sharpened... And you don't have any gloves. It isn't magical and its a basic dagger you see everywhere. Your dagger looks just like it. ((Just so you know, the theiving dagger I see having a different blade so you'd see it))

"I'm sure I told you before, I am from the Gray Vale. Many adventurers are known to make a good living out there. Perhaps you will go there one day."

"I'm n-not fighting for m-money!" Symon protests against the unspoken implication.

((I know. But as I said, I really want to RP as Symon.))

"I didn't mean it that way. Its a beautiful place and there are many places to explore around there. And what about you, Symon? Will you tell me why you are in Amn?"

Try to shake the man awake.

You slap him in the face a dozen times to wake him up! He wakes up alright, and his face is red from the slap marks. Or is that anger?

"What do you want, thief!? Unhand me!"

Sigh at the lock and return to the street. Sit on a bench (in a garden preferably) and start making a quick sketch, looking for high-value targets or interesting people to pass. If nobody interesting passes, go find a locksmith.

((What ever happened with my potion and perception+arcana checks, btw?))

((You drank it as I marked, and it is definatley an advanced lock but it is not magical))
You sit down in a public area. (?) Being so late in the day, no one really catches your eye.

((I can't even remember what we were doing, its been so long and that mountain maze went on for-goddam-ever. Something about a fallen Dwarven fortress? Fuggit, just pretend Weston knows and describes it :p ))

Weston shares what he knows about the group's quest, followed by:
"Of course, I joined up after the rest had already been together for a while. Perhaps one of the others could answer more questions. And no, Nimue doesn't bite. Unless you annoy her, that is." The familiar in question nipped at his ear at this.

Thyra sighs.

"Well Symon, perhaps you could enlighten me?"

((Should I go quote myself on the task as well as the dwarf's request?))

[USEC_OFFICER]

"I didn't mean it that way. Its a beautiful place and there are many places to explore around there. And what about you, Symon? Will you tell me why you are in Amn?"

"It is Bahamut's will."

Thyra sighs.

"Well Symon, perhaps you could enlighten me?"

"W-w-we have t-t-to f-f-f-find for t-this m-mysterious f-figure. T-the r-r-r-r-ring's a f-f-fortress s-s-south of here. And t-t-t-the f-f-fortress was b-b-built by d-d-dwarfs and t-t-they w-want to r-reclaim it. B-b-but t-t-there's a n-n-necromancer t-t-t-too. And a f-f-flagon of ale. And t-t-hieves," Symon finishes lamely.

[highmax28]

"You must truly be devoted to your deity to let him guide you to a place like this.

Now that explains much. And I'm sure this would make for an excellent story, so why wouldn't I want to tag along?"

[USEC_OFFICER]

"You must truly be devoted to your deity to let him guide you to a place like this."

"Of course. Bahamut has been looking over me my entire life," Symon says confidently.

"Now that explains much. And I'm sure this would make for an excellent story, so why wouldn't I want to tag along?"

"It's n-n-n-n-n-n-not you," Symon stammers, all confidence lost.

[highmax28]

The three of you wander about town and Thyra gets 10 days of trail rations. You wander about town, talking to one another and the sun begins to go down. It is now roughly 6pm (for everyone).

Thyra says she must head back if we're staying in town for another night so she can keep the rooms and food free for everyone.

[USEC_OFFICER]

The three of you wander about town and Thyra gets 10 days of trail rations. You wander about town, talking to one another and the sun begins to go down. It is now roughly 6pm (for everyone).

Thyra says she must head back if we're staying in town for another night so she can keep the rooms and food free for everyone.

"Y-y-y-yes," Symon mumbles to Thyra, before trying to separate himself from the group again.

[apiks]

((Okay, so I had a sketch I wanted to make whilst watching for people. What happened to that? I don't have paper or something? The arcana check and perception check was for when you planted that note on me when I got knocked out. You said there was something planted on me. I wanted to check that, not the lock.))

Get up and quickly look around for a locksmith.