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[IronyOwl]

My glorious figurine has inspired an entire monastic order. Awesome.

[iceball3]

*Appear.*

[Hubris Incalculable]

*request waiting list position, this is bloody awesome*

[Bardum Idith]

Soap sense.. tingling.. There are bodies somewhere! Follow my soapy instincts and find some dead people to haul to the soapery! Also ignore any dangers on the way, nothing can stop a moody dwarf from completing a project!

You sense a body deep below... And fresh blood not far away!
You follow the scent and arrive at a passage through the fortress wall.

"Damn cows!"

>_

flask of frutarian soap analogue? Where did I got this?

You remember hard...
In the cold wastes of Kadath the god of clipboard failure, Cthrl'Vy, gave this magical flask to you!
But... that was only a dream...

Ask the robed figures why they aren't symmetric. Speak in palindromes. Become new symmetrical leader.

So that evil non-dyed-robes-wearing guys want to convert my passing acquaintance to non-colored dullness!
Charge from the trees crying "Dye-dye-dye!!!" and waving my flask of dye at them (evil non-dyed clothes must be dyed)

Urist tries to talk in palindromes semordnilap ni klat ot seirt tsirU.
But it doesn't work too well.

"True symmetry is achieved by sorting your mind..."

Suddenly Dorten comes shouting from behind a tree!

The pilgrim responds: "Those with a pure mind don't fear to dye!"

>_


You have finally found Charmlash, where you suspect the magical artifact Libad Serkib "The Praised Randomness". It was a difficult search you've done, and got you in much trouble including lye and laws, but now you are there...

You are standing on the road to the fortress. Not far away you can see a group of dwarves.

>_


Status:

Spoiler: Urist Barrelburns (click to show/hide)

HP: 9/10
Skills:
Proficient Soap Maker (+2.5)

Inventory
 stone of gabbro (hauled)
 dirty pig tail robe of the soapmakers' guild (equipped)
 rusty knife: hit-1, 1d6+1 dmg
 flask of frutarian soap analogue

Spoiler: Urist "Mc"Curdle (click to show/hide)

HP: 10/10
Skills:
Novice Milker (+0.5)

Inventory
 pig tail robe of random colors (equipped)
 flask of cat milk (2 portions)

Spoiler: Dorten Kickbucket (click to show/hide)

HP: 10/10
Skills:
Proficient Dyer (+2.5)

Inventory
 pig tail robe (equipped)
 vial of midnight blue dye
 flask of frutarian soap analogue (illusion)

Spoiler: Zan Doompowder (click to show/hide)

HP: 10/10
Skills:
Novice Lye Maker (+0.5)

Inventory
 pig tail robe of the lyemakers' guld (equipped)
 barrel of lye: hit+0, 2d4 dmg per turn (3 units)

[Haspen]

Yes! 8 months of wait! Mwahahahaha!
*cough*

Zan simply follows the road in rather mediocre pace. Ignore the group unless bothered by them.

[Siquo]

Cthrl'Vy is awesome and my future peasant incarnation shall worship him.

[Dorten]

*calm down*
Oh! Then you won't mind if I dye your robes! Their color is disturbing
*dye their robes*

[webadict]

Tell the robed ones that I will retrieve their lost artifact should they provide me with equipment. Also, make sure the equipment is symmetric.

[Ultimuh]

Examine the wounded.. dwarf.. are the wounds serious?
Well, I might not be a diagnostian but I might figure out if this specimen is soap worthy.

[Demonic Spoon]

Also: trees are evil, but immobile.

That's what they want you to think! >.>

[Bardum Idith]

*calm down*
Oh! Then you won't mind if I dye your robes! Their color is disturbing
*dye their robes*

You try to dye the pilgrims robe. It would be far more effective if you had the robe in your hands.
But at least there's a nice blue stripe on the robe now!

"What... I have serious doubts about your mind's orderlieness, my son! You should consider taking advantage of our help to sort your thoughts."

>_

Tell the robed ones that I will retrieve their lost artifact should they provide me with equipment. Also, make sure the equipment is symmetric.

"Oh, you want to help? We would be glad, but... as ascetic pilgrims we do not have any material goods we could give you."
"Though we can share our divine knowledge with you. In exchange for a small donation, of couse..."

>_

Zan simply follows the road in rather mediocre pace. Ignore the group unless bothered by them.

Examine the wounded.. dwarf.. are the wounds serious?
Well, I might not be a diagnostian but I might figure out if this specimen is soap worthy.

Urist takes a closer look at the guard. He seems to be moderately injured.
Meanwhile Zan arrives at the fortress wall.

"Ah, another immigrant... You see that tower to the right? Go there and report to the guard."

Spoiler: Map (click to show/hide)

>_


Status:

Spoiler: generic guard (click to show/hide)

HP: 5/10

Natural Armor:
 (6) Head: 5
 (5-4) Upper Body: 7
 (3) Lower Body: 6
 (2) Arms: 5
 (1) Legs: 5

Equipment
 bronze plate mail: armor+2/+1 (equipped)
 bronze full helm: armor+2 (equipped)

Spoiler: Urist Barrelburns (click to show/hide)

HP: 9/10
Skills:
Proficient Soap Maker (+2.5)

Inventory
 dirty pig tail robe of the soapmakers' guild (equipped)
 rusty knife: hit-1, 1d6+1 dmg
 flask of frutarian soap analogue

Spoiler: Urist "Mc"Curdle (click to show/hide)

HP: 10/10
Skills:
Novice Milker (+0.5)

Inventory
 pig tail robe of random colors (equipped)
 flask of cat milk (2 portions)

Spoiler: Dorten Kickbucket (click to show/hide)

HP: 10/10
Skills:
Proficient Dyer (+2.5)

Inventory
 pig tail robe (equipped)
 empty vial

Spoiler: Zan Doompowder (click to show/hide)

HP: 10/10
Skills:
Novice Lye Maker (+0.5)

Inventory
 pig tail robe of the lyemakers' guld (equipped)
 barrel of lye: hit+0, 2d4 dmg per turn (3 units)

[Haspen]

"My friend! Thy wounds! They do bleed! Shouldn't you seek medical care of our finest nurses, Bed and Bucket?"

With that wise saying, Zan moves along the road, peeking inside the fortress, not going to the tower.

[Ultimuh]

The guard is not wounded enough to.. stage an "accident"..
I'll follow the newcomer instead, maybe he is.. soap worthy.. eventually..

[Haspen]

"My friend! And why you're following me? Oh, you're a soaper? I guess from thy shirt. I shall not lye that my lye would make you some soap!"

[NUKE9.13]

"My friend! And why you're following me? Oh, you're a soaper? I guess from thy shirt. I shall not lye that my lye would make you some soap!"

PUNS

KILL HIM AT ONCE