Prelude Session pt3

From Arispemage

Storyteller (7:14:53 PM): So, last we left everyone, it was moments before you were going to hit the metaphoric and literal books for research on this thing.
Peter Pan (7:15:43 PM): ((Indeed)
Ken (7:17:18 PM): ((Oh yeah, for quick reference, just HOW did we escape? >.>))
Storyteller (7:17:36 PM): (It ran.)
Adler (7:17:42 PM): ((pardon my temporary lack of response, I'm working on putting up the log -_-;; Gomen))
Ken (7:17:42 PM): (O?)
Brian (7:17:49 PM): (Right before the old guy in checkers showed up.)
Brian (7:18:12 PM): ((Well, we DID offer up Ken's character's butt in return for our survival.))
Brian (7:18:19 PM): ((... Ken DID say he'd do whatever he was told.))
Ken (7:18:44 PM): ((...))
Ken (7:18:49 PM): ((Almost anything?))
Peter Pan (7:18:51 PM): ((Ultimately though, we fqavored a financial approach by pimping out
Ken's character on the corner))
Peter Pan (7:19:04 PM): ((Texas turns out to have a lot of takers on that ~.^))
Peter Pan (7:19:57 PM): ((I kid, I kid -snuggles on Ken-)
Storyteller (7:20:14 PM): (I laugh, I laugh)
Ken (7:20:18 PM): ((lol. It would be nice if someone could IM me a quick recap so that I can actually roleplay.))
Brian (7:20:46 PM): ((We got lucky, and the monster ran off. Turns out it can do pretty much anything thanks to the coffins on its back, and it has the sigil of Death on its body.))
Brian (7:20:57 PM): ((Also, it used an ability that one of the mages it had killed was famous for.))
Ken (7:21:07 PM): ((Oh crap.))
Brian (7:21:48 PM): ((Also, it seems that the sigil on its body used to be different. So things seem to be changing, and we find out that it's run away when it was about to be seen by specific people.))
Storyteller (7:21:59 PM): (Still want that im'ed?)
Brian (7:22:01 PM): ((Thing is, no one can seem to find a pattern between the people it runs away from))
Ken (7:22:06 PM): ((Huh.))
Ken (7:22:23 PM): ((So we're going to do the research thing and try to find out?))
Brian (7:22:30 PM): ((Pretty much.))
Brian (7:22:43 PM): ((And Ari, any rolls I might have to do from "Communing With Gaia"?))
Storyteller (7:23:30 PM): (Willpower, to pay attention long enough to get the whole point.)
Adler (7:24:05 PM): ((ok, there we go. Its up. Have to manually put in line breaks, which is a paaain x_x))
Brian rolled 7 10-sided dice: 5 1 10 1 6 3 9
Brian rolled 1 10-sided die: 4
Brian (7:24:19 PM): ((2 suxx))
Peter Pan (7:24:20 PM): ((3 XP last time, right?))
Storyteller (7:24:25 PM): (Yesh.)
Adler (7:24:27 PM): (indeed)
Storyteller (7:24:41 PM): (You also get to use your 70 xp versions in a little bit.)
Ken (7:24:49 PM): Do I snag the 3 XP?
Ken (7:25:02 PM): ((Ooops, 4th wall breach, sorry.))
Peter Pan (7:25:25 PM): ((I'm not getting that dot of Fencing because I noticed they're 70 XP versions, which means I accidentally overspent myself on the full version. I thought it was 75, gomen nasai)
Storyteller (7:25:25 PM): (Yes, unless you don't want it.)_
Adler (7:25:27 PM): ((WE HAVE CONTAINMENT BREACH! SEAL THE COMPARTMENTS!)
Ken (7:25:43 PM): ((Lol, naturally I do. >.>))
Brian (7:26:01 PM): ((So, 2 suxx on listening to Gaia. Part of me thinks he should work on listening to his Mother better.))
Peter Pan (7:26:16 PM): ((DS?))
Adler (7:26:22 PM): (yes?)
Peter Pan (7:26:52 PM): ((Do a find/replace in a text editor for the screen names and replace them wiht
and then their screen names))
Adler (7:27:39 PM): ((...excuse me please, I need to go beat my head against a wall and scream into a pillow.))
Storyteller (7:27:50 PM): You get a very long and rambly response, but you do find out, amoung other things, that there are problems with the squirrls, and you know how to follow the thing's trail by communicating with Gaia.
Peter Pan (7:28:05 PM): ((...D: -huggles DS-))
Storyteller (7:28:14 PM): (Hugs DS.)
Adler (7:28:44 PM): ((I have a brain, really! I got a combined 1450 on my SATs, even! T_T))
Storyteller (7:28:57 PM): (NIce.)
Ken (7:29:07 PM): ((*Hugs* I know how you feel. @___@ Sometimes I just don't act my Int.))
Peter Pan (7:29:10 PM): ((Gomen yo, I just work in Web Developing and I'm used to that from when we have to change 50 or 60 pages at a time))
Adler (7:29:20 PM): (ahh)
Peter Pan (7:31:03 PM): ((Oh, Arispe, may I suggest an alternate theme for the monster if we could find a way to upload it to the intarwebs?))
Peter Pan (7:31:18 PM): ((Gah, nvm))
Storyteller (7:31:18 PM): (Certainly.(
Peter Pan (7:31:52 PM): ((I just thought Holy Misteltoe (Graveyard) from Shadowhearts seemed to fit, but you know it better than I do, and it turns cheery halfway through, so nvm))
Storyteller (7:32:21 PM): (Feel free to put up a song you think is appropriate, though.)
Storyteller (7:32:52 PM): Also, to repeat above, Raiden has found out about probelms with squirrels, and gets a bonus on tracking the creature.
Brian (7:33:15 PM): ((How much of a bonus to tracking?))
Brian (7:33:24 PM): ((And what problems with squirrels?))
Storyteller (7:33:54 PM): (From one to four successes, depending on the area.)
Brian (7:34:08 PM): ((Shweet.))
Storyteller (7:34:30 PM): (Construction noises scaring them, lack of clean homes, monsters scaring the shit out of them, things like that.
Brian (7:34:54 PM): ((Damn monsters scaring the shit out of them...))
Storyteller (7:35:41 PM): Also, are the rest of the mages at the Del Mar library?
Peter Pan (7:35:47 PM): ((Hai))
Peter Pan (7:36:19 PM): Peter sighed a little bit as he sauntered up to the library. He shook his head a little bit, thankful that his hair and the collar of his jacket hid Tink.
Ken (7:37:51 PM): ((Yup))
Storyteller (7:38:05 PM): (Then narrate yourselves there.)
Adler (7:39:17 PM): Headphones and iPod. Check. Notebooks. Check. Mechanical Pencils and lead. Check Brain. Check. Already had two cups of green jasmine tea. Check. Adler v1.0 is now coming online.
Brian (7:39:30 PM): Brian's eyes opened. Mother had a tendency to ramble. She was old, and had earned the right to. But that didn't make it any less boring.
Ken (7:39:54 PM): Ken returned to Adler with another few books she had sent him to retrieve. He had been assisting her research attempts and, despite being bored, was kind of impressed at how good she was at piecing all this crap together...
Brian (7:40:12 PM): He stood up from the clearing, brushing the dirt off of his fur robes. His stick of coal wood, gold, and rustic steel showed no signs of staining from the mud.
Ken (7:40:21 PM): Naturally she wasn't an overly receptive partner...
Brian (7:41:01 PM): Equan had been resting on his shoulder, giving a caw like a thunder bolt when he moved. "Time for the library, Equan. Behave yourself." With that, he turned and headed in the direction for the library.
Adler (7:41:15 PM): Adler, in addition to her natural talents, was cheating.
Adler (7:42:11 PM): ((One mind, two thoughts and Augment the Mind. Rolling)
Adler (7:42:24 PM): //roll-dice5-sides10
Adler rolled 5 10-sided dice: 1 8 9 10 2
Adler (7:42:34 PM): //roll-dice1-sides10
Adler rolled 1 10-sided die: 3
Adler (7:42:43 PM): //roll-dice5-sides10
Adler rolled 5 10-sided dice: 5 3 9 5 3
Storyteller (7:43:31 PM): This one sleepy looking guy comes up to you, yawns, then tells the group that there's been a room reserved for them.
Adler (7:43:42 PM): (ok, boosting Int by 2 and I can perform 2 unrelated non-physical tasks simultaniously)
Peter Pan (7:44:10 PM): He walked in just in time to spot the two others he'd seen the day before. Sleep was still clearly in his eyes as he walked up and raised a hadn to stifle a yawn.
Peter Pan (7:45:03 PM): ((Hey DS, link me to Adler's picture again?
Adler (7:45:53 PM): ((you mean that one?))
Peter Pan (7:46:03 PM): ((Yeah))
Adler (7:46:30 PM): ((that actually looks a bit young for her, but eh...))
Storyteller (7:46:46 PM): Said sleepy looking guy then shambles off, looking fully asleep.
Ken (7:47:25 PM): ((Awww, Adler's cute.))
Adler (7:47:53 PM): ((ya, she's going to be pretty once she grows up a little more.))
Brian (7:48:20 PM): After a while, Brian made his way to the library entrance, the spearpoint of his walking stick clicking against the floor.
Ken (7:49:36 PM): Ken was leaning back in a chair, almost dozing off, balancing himself on the back legs of it with his feet on the table in front of him.
Adler (7:49:49 PM): Adler almost absently waves at the others as they enter, pouring over the books and scribbling notes and ideas down.
Peter Pan (7:50:52 PM): As he walked up, he stared a little blankly at Adler's writings, more confused than anything
Peter Pan (7:51:17 PM): ((Does anybody else have a picture of, or similar to, their character? I'm attempting to make an icon for the ArispeMage wiki))
Adler (7:53:48 PM): Adler barely glanced up as she speed-read through the books, half-reading half photo-memorizing, jotting down notes, "Oh, hi Peter. Would you mind getting the big brown book over at the end of the third row?"
Peter Pan (7:54:47 PM): "Huh?" He seemed surprised for a momnet before he nodded, going off to retrieve the requested tome
Ken (7:54:55 PM): ((I shall find a suitable one.))
Storyteller (7:55:06 PM): You find it easily enough. It's right next to a neon pink book.
Peter Pan (7:56:03 PM): He blinked a bit at the pink book, leaning in to look at the title
Storyteller (7:56:36 PM): The title is "Asking the Right Questions: A how to on research."
Brian (7:56:37 PM): ((I'll look for a pic resembling Brian))
Peter Pan (7:57:11 PM): He grabbed the book, hoping it would help him be of some use. He walked back and set the brown book next to Adler before he held up the pink book and let it fall open in his hands to a random page
Brian (7:58:00 PM): Brian looked about the library, seeing all the books. "...such a waste of trees."
Storyteller (7:58:20 PM): The page is a chapter title. It reads "How to research for your very life, because a monster might come after you."
Ken (7:59:28 PM): Ken instinctively balanced himself as the chair slid just a little under him. He awoke for just a moment, then went back to snoozing.
Peter Pan (7:59:33 PM): He opened his moputh for a second stupidly before he spoke. "Ummm....I think I found somthing important?"
Adler (7:59:33 PM): Adler keeps working. "I'd beg to differ. Now, the huge pile of magazines down at the bookstore? That is a waste of trees."
Adler (7:59:49 PM): "Hnn?" Adler glances up.
Peter Pan (8:00:02 PM): HE held out the book open to that page to Adler
Adler (8:00:41 PM): "Oh, someone with a sense of humor. I wonder..." She scans the book.
Brian (8:01:05 PM): Brian gave a sharp sniff. "Using trees for something that stone could be used just as well for. It's a waste. But, Gaia gives what she feels." He wrapped a fur robe tighter around his body before looking around some more.
Storyteller (8:01:46 PM): On that page and the next, it basically greets you, informs you of the highly magical nature of the book, and tells you it is the last work of the Archmage Alan Tax,
and was made to help get rid of the monster now plaguing Corpus.
Storyteller (8:02:30 PM): Granted, the message is a bit wordier, and more purple.
Adler (8:02:37 PM): "If this guy wasn't dead, I'd kiss him."
Peter Pan (8:04:01 PM): ((Arispe, just a heads-up, I can't read Atlantean x.x)
Adler (8:04:27 PM): She pushes away the other books carefully, closing them, and then turns all her attention to the...ahh...pretty? magic tome.
Storyteller (8:04:29 PM): (It's in English. Just purple)
Peter Pan (8:05:31 PM): ((K))
Storyteller (8:06:11 PM): It then goes on to mention three preparations that he's made. One is a faculity to help you guys get to the level he feels you will need to be at to defeat the thing.
Storyteller (8:06:52 PM): The second is an enchanted shotgun that he has hidden with some other things in a local storage place.
Brian (8:07:34 PM): ((Brian can read Atlantean.))
Brian (8:07:40 PM): ((If you need help reading it, just ask him to translate.))
Adler (8:07:46 PM): "...the rest of you might want to come over here..."
Storyteller (8:07:46 PM): The third is a place that's been trapped with tonnes of vulgar traps to utterly destroy the thing. It mentions that using this one should be a very, very last resort.
Storyteller (8:08:07 PM): Preferably, only to be used if there's only one of you left, and that one happens to be dieing.
Peter Pan (8:08:54 PM): "Wow...this is oddly specific...not to mention conveniently-placed..."
Storyteller (8:09:14 PM): Well, it was made by an Archmaster of Fate.
Brian (8:09:43 PM): Brian looks over her shoulder at the book.
Adler (8:09:43 PM): ((I expect that that line was delivered by the book itself, right?))
Storyteller (8:09:50 PM): (Yes.)
Brian (8:09:52 PM): "...what kind of shotgun is that?"
Adler (8:11:04 PM): "A magic one, apparently."
Storyteller (8:11:06 PM): There is a picture of a shotgun with a death's head motif on it. It's made to hit hard as a hell.
Ken (8:11:18 PM): Kenji jolts awake and sits the chair correctly, leaning on the table and looking over at the other mages. "What did we find?"
Adler (8:11:40 PM): (Probably crafted into the thing's Doom, too, since he's Fatemaster and all)
Adler (8:12:42 PM): "We found...uhh...the schematics hidden in R2-D2, as it were. 'Help us Obi-Wan' yadda yadda Death Star go boom."
Storyteller (8:12:48 PM): It mentions that no, he wasn't able to do that.
Brian (8:13:06 PM): ((sorry, got disconnected))
Storyteller (8:13:07 PM): (WB)
Adler (8:13:21 PM): "I'm left wondering how much of the archmage actually died and how much of him wound up in the book."
Storyteller (8:13:52 PM): It says that he'd have liked to know that too. It has a smilie after that statement.
Brian (8:13:58 PM): ((I got disconnected after asking what kind of shotgun it is. What'd I miss?))
Peter Pan (8:14:04 PM): "Hard to tell... Good of him to leave it though, wasn't it?"
Ken (8:14:43 PM): "Huh, interesting. Anyone think it might be a trap?"
Brian (8:14:57 PM): ((Thanks to Ari for the IM.))
Brian (8:15:07 PM): "Anything think that it matters? We don't have much of a choice."
Brian (8:15:22 PM): The sound of a thunder crack filled the small area around them, which was Equan speaking in agreement.
Adler (8:16:27 PM): ((...why do I suddenly wish that Adler could take the book as a familiar...))
Storyteller (8:16:46 PM): (Well, if you wanted to pay for it...)
Ken (8:17:27 PM): (>DDDD)
Storyteller (8:18:23 PM): It also has a list of other books that might be useful, and the page numbers.
Adler (8:18:36 PM): ((Raiden, one thing about your character....you have to have the sanctum merit to take a Hallow))
Brian (8:19:47 PM): ((Ah well.))
Brian (8:20:07 PM): ((I'll have to do some point re-arrangement during Time skip, then.))
Brian (8:20:31 PM): ((Because Brian is going to have his Gaia's Breast Hallow, dammit!))
Adler (8:21:10 PM): ((uhmm...dropping a dot of sanctum and the meditative mind merit to have enough to buy the book as a familiar))
Adler (8:21:22 PM): ((Well, if we all can share....)
Storyteller (8:21:33 PM): (Ok. Shall I change it on the wiki?)
Brian (8:21:44 PM): ((What spirit is it embodied of, though?))
Storyteller (8:22:07 PM): (Probably some spirit of books or something simular)
Adler (8:22:12 PM): ((Its an embodied spirit construct based on the mind of a dead archmage, of course))
Brian (8:22:14 PM): ((Is it really a familiar, or just whatever is considered of artifact in WoD?))
Brian (8:22:26 PM): ((Ah, of course.))
Adler (8:23:43 PM): ((its twilight spirit-form is a cute, tiny version of the archmage about 8 inches tall)
Adler (8:24:08 PM): ((and if we share Sanctums, you can contribute dots to the shared hallow without contributing sanctum dots Raiden)
Storyteller (8:24:58 PM): (WB)
Storyteller (8:25:01 PM): I suppose that the pertinant question is whether you look up the books on the list or the places and things it mentioned
Storyteller (8:25:07 PM): First.
Adler (8:25:45 PM): Adler deploys her cabalmates/assitants to fetch the books.
Ken (8:26:04 PM): ((My boy has 2 dots to contribute. Originally I was going to keep it as a side hideout or something, but that's his HOME, so that's not a good idea. XD
Peter Pan (8:26:28 PM): He set out to fetch books dutifully, sighing a bit as Tinkerbell teased him
Ken (8:26:31 PM): Ken mock salutes and travels through the stacks, searching for the titles.
Storyteller (8:26:48 PM): Most of the books are magically hidden, and barely deserve the name of book. It's more like hidden pamphlets, with one exception.
Brian (8:27:03 PM): ((Brian's Hallow is what he calls Gaia's Breast, which is two hills filled with electrical essence.))
Storyteller (8:27:07 PM): The last book is a cookbook for some reason.
Adler (8:27:59 PM): ((Arispe, can you also have it count as my 3 dots of mentor?))
Storyteller (8:28:16 PM): (I don't see why not)
Adler (8:28:57 PM): ((kickass!))
Adler (8:30:33 PM): (ok, dropping the second dot of hallow and spending points gets me an embodied familiar and leaves me with 1 xp post-powerup)
Adler (8:31:03 PM): Adler flips to the reccomended page in the cookbook, puzzled
Storyteller (8:31:24 PM): It's a themed meal, very heavy on the alcohol.
Storyteller (8:32:11 PM): Under the picture of the shotgun, there's a scene of the Archmage, and twelve others eating this meal.
Brian (8:32:15 PM): Brian merely sat at his seat, looking around. He was no good with these...books.
Adler (8:32:35 PM): Adler looks from the meal over to Alan, and back. "Ooook..."
Storyteller (8:33:04 PM): There's a foot note. Makes for a very good last meal.
Adler (8:33:16 PM): ((Alan being, of course, "The last work of Archmage Alan Tax"))
Adler (8:33:56 PM): "How wonderfully encouraging."
Ken (8:34:09 PM): "That doesn't look very healthy... But I guess, yeah..."
Adler (8:36:38 PM): "Right. What does the other stuff say?"
Storyteller (8:37:12 PM): They are little pamphlets, each with descriptions of the research that Tax did on the beast.
Brian (8:37:59 PM): ((I just heard you don't HAVE to have a Sanctum to have a Hallow.))
Storyteller (8:38:08 PM): They don't seem too relevant, but there's something there.
Storyteller (8:39:24 PM): Int+academics to figure out the odd code.
Adler (8:40:13 PM): (What, not occult or investigation? Cryptography is under investigation)
Brian rolled 4 10-sided dice: 10 9 2 9
Brian rolled 1 10-sided die: 4
Brian (8:40:35 PM): ((...3.))
Brian (8:40:38 PM): ((WTF?))
Brian (8:41:08 PM): ((BRIAN IS NOT SUPPOSED TO KNOW THESE THINGS!!! Gaia must have...granted him a special zap to his intelligence. Of course...that's what it is.))
Storyteller (8:41:27 PM): (It's a really odd code of literature. And the answer is practially there for you. You just need to interpret it correctly._
Adler (8:41:44 PM): ((ok...)
Peter Pan (8:41:50 PM): ((Raiden, the Hallow merit lists Sanctum as a prereq))
Adler (8:41:54 PM): //roll-dice7-sides10
Adler rolled 7 10-sided dice: 1 6 7 1 5 8 6
Storyteller (8:41:59 PM): (Tax was a bit of a looney)
Peter Pan rolled 3 10-sided dice: 9 7 7
Storyteller (8:42:29 PM): (Is anyone else laughing right now?)
Adler (8:42:30 PM): (I gathered that. I'm also going to eat Brian's brain))
Adler (8:42:43 PM): ((FUCK YOU ALL))
Adler (8:42:55 PM): ((T_T))
Adler (8:43:24 PM): ((ok, actually, I'm laughing. It does kinda irk me though))
Storyteller (8:43:44 PM): Well, Brian somehow managed to deciper some small bits of info.
Adler (8:43:49 PM): ((1 sux))
Brian (8:43:54 PM): ((What page in what book is that Hallow merit in, Nacht?))
Storyteller (8:44:19 PM): Beyond what everyone was able to get.
Adler (8:44:36 PM): ((Its in the mage corebook on page 83))
Peter Pan (8:44:54 PM): ((Don't know the page, but it's in the mage book))
Peter Pan (8:44:59 PM): ((The core))
Peter Pan (8:46:03 PM): (Wow, uberninja'd)
Storyteller (8:47:13 PM): Everyone figured out, from the odd code, that the arcana on the coffins and the body changed randomly.
Storyteller (8:47:55 PM): Brian got that body was the active protection.
Storyteller (8:48:11 PM): The coffins were the arcana being used.
Peter Pan (8:49:23 PM): ((Any clues as to what caused it?)
Brian (8:50:01 PM): ((What do you mean by Active Protection?))
Storyteller (8:50:22 PM): (Roll again for those bits of information.)
Storyteller (8:50:29 PM): (Or ask the Last Work)
Brian rolled 4 10-sided dice: 8 6 9 9
Adler (8:50:34 PM): //roll-dice7-sides10
Adler rolled 7 10-sided dice: 1 5 9 5 3 5 2
Brian (8:50:38 PM): ((3 suxx))
Adler (8:50:50 PM): ((ya, so I'm going to flay plentimon alive and ask the damn book)
Brian (8:50:51 PM): ((Thank you, Mother Gaia. Brain Boy loves his mommy!))
Peter Pan rolled 3 10-sided dice: 6 4 8
Storyteller (8:52:24 PM): Brian works out, from the code, that the arcana on the body is used to protect the creature from being killed. It also provides near total protection from that one arcana and it's effects.
Storyteller (8:53:04 PM): Nacht, the book has something in it that says that the mage hadn't been able to research all of the possiblities that he had when alive.
Storyteller (8:53:25 PM): But he had ruled out experiment by a local non-banisher gone horribly wrong.
Storyteller (8:54:55 PM): A footnote says that the local banisher is not likely to answer any questions you have.
Adler (8:55:16 PM): Adler giggles nerviously.
Brian (8:55:20 PM): "It seems that, whatever is on the body, it has ultimate protection against."
Brian (8:55:29 PM): "The coffins are the arcana it uses."
Brian (8:56:19 PM): "So long as it has the coffins, it cannot be hurt by the Arcana of such. It's too powerful."
Brian (8:56:37 PM): "The only way to kill the creature...is to eliminate the coffins, and use Arcana besides what's on the body."
Ken (8:57:58 PM): Ken scratched his shin in thought. "Yeah... but how do we go about destroying the coffins? Can we hit them without magic?"
Brian (8:58:09 PM): "...shotgun."
Brian (8:58:12 PM): "Magical. Shotgun."
Brian (8:58:33 PM): Brian smiled, a faint trace of electricity crackling along his temples. A gift for listening to Gaia.
Peter Pan (8:58:47 PM): "Hmm...sounds like a good plan if your information is indeed correct" He looked a little untrustingly towarsd the pink book
Storyteller (8:59:26 PM): The Last work now has a new entry, mentioning that the coffins could also be destroyed, in theory, with things that are symbolically opposed to the arcana in question.
Brian (9:00:55 PM): ((What's the XP cost of merit points again?))
Storyteller (9:01:20 PM): It also mentions that you might want to use the shotgun when the beast has forces on its body, as that was used to enhance the gun.
Brian (9:02:11 PM): "...it's a weapon against the Arcana of Forces?" Equan gave a small fearful caw. "Who wants to use it. I don't want to."
Storyteller (9:02:46 PM): (dots times two)
Adler (9:02:56 PM): "I think it means use the shotgun against the coffins while the Forces arcana is unable to prevent an attack against them..."
Brian (9:06:40 PM): "But what if the Death arcana is on its body again? Can it change the symbols mid-battle? Or does it need to perform a ceremony?"
Storyteller (9:07:02 PM): The Last Work has anwsers to those questions now.
Storyteller (9:07:26 PM): If it has the Death Arcan on it's body, then just don't shoot the Forces coffin.
Peter Pan (9:07:38 PM): ((Kudos Arispe, best plot device EVAR -thumbs-up-))
Brian (9:07:46 PM): ((...awesome book.))
Storyteller (9:07:50 PM): It doesn't seem to be able to change symbols mid battle.
Storyteller (9:08:02 PM): And the mage had no idea if it needed a ceremony.
Adler (9:08:18 PM): ((I expect that it will become depressingly less useful once we actually kill the thing its intended to offer advice for))
Storyteller (9:08:39 PM): (Well, as long as you know the right question to ask...)
Ken (9:08:43 PM): ((Serious))
Ken (9:08:46 PM): ((Awesome ideas))
Adler (9:09:13 PM): "Great. That just brings up the problem of killing it, since I don't know about you guys, but I threw my best try at that thing and it just bounced off"
Brian (9:09:15 PM): Brian scratched at his forehead. He didn't know if Gaia's help would last for long. "Ask the right questions...ask the right questions..."
Brian (9:09:40 PM): "Is it able to defend a coffin by using another coffin's power?"
Brian (9:10:01 PM): "Would it be able to stop a Force's attack from destroying a Death coffin by using the Forces?"
Storyteller (9:10:22 PM): The book answers, from what the mage was able to find out, not normally.
Peter Pan (9:10:40 PM): "Useful, very useful"
Storyteller (9:10:45 PM): Just don't hit the coffin with a spell of the same arcana. Then it gets harder for a while.
Brian (9:11:00 PM): "I see. So we simply need to make sure our aim is accurate."
Brian (9:11:27 PM): "...how many of you know Atlantean? I'm thinking that you may need the aid it gives in focusing your magic."
Peter Pan (9:12:06 PM): He quirked a brow confusedly
Ken (9:12:22 PM): "...Me. It was one of the few things I was really interested in studying from the Arrows..."
Ken (9:12:38 PM): Stodgy old bastards, those Arrow guys...
Adler (9:13:47 PM): "Ahh...yes."
Brian (9:15:26 PM): "I'll need to work on some sigils, then. Now...we know how to kill it. Let's work on the follow-through."
Brian (9:15:51 PM): "We need to locate the shotgun. We need to locate this...sanctuary. And, in case it comes to it...we should locate the last-resort spot."
Peter Pan (9:16:48 PM): "Well then, shall we head out? It's a bit stuffy in here for me..."
Ken (9:17:03 PM): "Yeah, I want to move around..."
Brian (9:17:12 PM): Brian got up from his chair, the spear point of his walking stick clicking on the floor. "Do we have any direction to go by?"
Storyteller (9:17:32 PM): The book says yes, you do.
Adler (9:18:12 PM): "Ahh...yes. The book can tell us. Uhh..." Adler grabs her stuff, "Right then..."
Brian (9:18:52 PM): "We shall take our leave, then." Brian headed out first. He didn't like being away from Gaia's fresh air for so long.
Peter Pan (9:19:23 PM): Peter held out his arms, waiting to carry any books they needed to take with them
Adler (9:20:43 PM): "Hmm..." (how many books is Adler allowed to take with her?)
Storyteller (9:21:29 PM): (As a student 15. If it's just the magical 'books' then you can take them all, and nobody will notice.)
Adler (9:22:43 PM): "All of these." Adler picks out a rather huge stack of books for Peter to help her carry.
Peter Pan (9:23:14 PM): His knees knocked a bit under the weight, but he bit his lower lip and grimmaced a bit as he followed
Adler (9:24:03 PM): Adler has her own little stack. Its slightly smaller.
Ken (9:24:39 PM): Ken rolled his eyes a little and took some books from Peter, the guy was pretty ridiculous, really.
Ken (9:24:42 PM): "Lemme help."
Brian (9:24:43 PM): Brain carries out nothing. He has no need for books.
Peter Pan (9:25:21 PM): "Thanks" He said with a sigh of relief
Storyteller (9:27:30 PM): There's two people infront of you guys in the checkout line.
Storyteller (9:28:05 PM): Together, they have fewer books than Alder is planning to check out.
Storyteller (9:28:49 PM): So, you rather quickly get to the front of the line.
Adler (9:31:42 PM): Adler checks the stuff out, hopefully without incident.
Storyteller (9:32:25 PM): Yeah. No incidents.
Storyteller (9:32:55 PM): Well, other than the question of how to get to the places mentioned.
Adler (9:33:21 PM): "Soo...does someone have a car or something?"
Brian (9:33:46 PM): "There are the tunnels that we used to get to the office."
Brian (9:33:56 PM): "I...don't do well in cars." Brian gave an embarassed look.
Ken (9:34:10 PM): "I've got my car here."
Brian (9:34:24 PM): "Do you like listening to the radio?"
Ken (9:34:38 PM): "Huh? Oh sure."
Brian (9:35:03 PM): "...I'll pay to get it repaired."
Ken (9:35:05 PM): ((BRB))
Ken (9:38:56 PM): (Back sooner than I thought, lol.)
Ken (9:39:20 PM): "...Wait, repaired? Oh...Lightning... right... I'll just leave it OFF for now."
Storyteller (9:39:24 PM): (Hee)
Brian (9:40:07 PM): "Electrical devices...they don't like me too much."
Adler (9:40:22 PM): "Right...uhh...well...once we're done, I'll need to have someone drive me back here so I can pick up my bike."
Peter Pan (9:42:51 PM): "I'll give you a ride later" He grinned before Tink yanked on his ear hard, eliciting a small curse form him. "Ya still can't do that ya lout, how many times've I got ta remind you?"
Ken (9:43:26 PM): "Sure Adler, I can do that."
Ken (9:43:50 PM): He shot a sideways glance at Peter... freakin' wierd.
Adler (9:44:29 PM): "Hmm...shotgun or sanctuary first?"
Brian (9:45:46 PM): "Shotgun. Then we can set up shop in the sanctuary."
Adler (9:46:13 PM): Adler pokes the book.
Storyteller (9:47:20 PM): Book's answer, Shotgun's on the way to the sanctuary, if you take the right route.
Adler (9:47:43 PM): We do that.
Storyteller (9:48:20 PM): It occurs to you that it would probably help if you knew the right route.
Adler (9:49:04 PM): Adler pokes the book again.
Brian (9:49:09 PM): ((Also: http://anathemasremedy.deviantart.com/art/The-Barbarian-12569017 -))
Brian (9:49:26 PM): ((Closest thing I could find for Brian.))
Storyteller (9:49:33 PM): The book shows little response at being poked.
Adler (9:50:03 PM): "You could at least give me addresses."
Storyteller (9:50:43 PM): The book is quiet.
Storyteller (9:50:53 PM): Metaphorically speaking.
Adler (9:51:36 PM): ((so has it told us where anything is?))
Storyteller (9:51:45 PM): (Not yet.)
Brian (9:52:05 PM): "...book. What is the right route to get the Shotgun on the way to the Sanctuary?"
Storyteller (9:53:07 PM): It gives a route that starts on a side road nearby and then takes you to a local storage place, then out to the farms via Everheart.
Brian (9:55:42 PM): Brian read through the directions. "Hmmm...very good."
Adler (9:56:38 PM): "Note to self: Book cannot, or perhaps refuses to read minds."
Brian (9:57:40 PM): "So, how big of a car do you have?"
Peter Pan (9:57:59 PM): (Cool, just need one for Ken, and I'll have our main image))
Brian (9:58:00 PM): Said the 6' 10" tall man with thick robes and a large spear/walking stick.
Peter Pan (9:58:33 PM): "Considering it's already a talking listening book, I don't think it'd be unreasonable for it to not read minds, it's already a very good book"
Ken (10:00:42 PM): Ken looked up and down at Brian a few times. "...Normally room for five, with you it's room for three... I guess I can open the sunroof or something..."
Adler (10:00:45 PM): "That is a good point Peter."
Peter Pan (10:01:09 PM): He sighed. "This would be so much easier if I could still fly."
Brian (10:02:00 PM): "I'll take the back seat, then."
Ken (10:02:27 PM): "Yeah."
Ken (10:02:35 PM): "Yeah that's about where you'll fit."
Brian (10:02:40 PM): "You two can share the front seat."
Ken (10:02:47 PM): Ken thought about the logistics of it for a bit...
Peter Pan (10:04:39 PM): "Umm...." He blushed a bit. "That seems....unaffective...I'll just scrunch in the back seat with you..."
Brian (10:05:29 PM): "If you enjoy having that second arm, you best sit up front."
Adler (10:05:52 PM): "..." Hattug.
Adler (10:06:11 PM): Headphones on ears. "We can manage."
Peter Pan (10:07:40 PM): "We'll decide when we get to the car"
Brian (10:07:40 PM): "Good. Now, where's the car." Brian began moving out of the library, anxious to get away from the mausoleum of trees.
Ken (10:10:45 PM): "Parked over in the lot. Let's get going."
Brian (10:12:00 PM): *time skips happen, it's amazing.*
Brian (10:12:10 PM): Brian looked at the car. "...this is it?"
Peter Pan (10:12:31 PM): "Well, get in, we'll see how much smace there is left" He gestured to the back seat
Ken (10:12:42 PM): It was a sleek silver Buick Sentry. Efficient, good looking, not very big.
Storyteller (10:12:50 PM): (Imagine the montage song starts playing in the background, as you all file into the car.)
Ken (10:12:57 PM): (XD)
Peter Pan (10:13:06 PM): (Actually, I've got somthing to do here once Raiden hops in)
Brian (10:13:26 PM): Brian got into the back seat of the sleek car. He took up quite a bit of it. The end of his spear stuck out of the car window.
Ken (10:14:24 PM): "Yeah, that's a tight squeeze, big guy."
Adler (10:15:04 PM): "To continue my theme of last night...I should have learned more about the Space Arcana, but nooooo."
Peter Pan (10:15:14 PM): "Tink, do your stuff."
Peter Pan (10:15:27 PM): ((I would like Tink to use her Sleep Numina here))
Storyteller (10:15:32 PM): On?
Peter Pan (10:15:36 PM): ((Brian))
Brian (10:15:37 PM): "I warned you."
Brian (10:15:47 PM): "There's a reason I don't like cars."
Storyteller (10:15:56 PM): Raiden, roll gnosis+willpower.
Storyteller rolled 6 10-sided dice: 6 10 7 10 1 5
Brian rolled 9 10-sided dice: 6 8 9 7 6 10 3 7 3
Storyteller rolled 2 10-sided dice: 5 7
Brian rolled 1 10-sided die: 5
Brian (10:16:30 PM): ((3 suxx))
Peter Pan (10:16:35 PM): The small fiary flew up close to Brian, making a rather mean face as she threw some sparkles in Brian's face
Storyteller (10:16:51 PM): (Two for the fairy. No effect)
Storyteller (10:17:11 PM): (Other than Brian's face getting sparkles on it)
Brian (10:17:13 PM): Brian gave a small sneeze at the powder. "...Equan likes to eat things that are small and resemble insects." The hawk gave another thunderclap caw.
Peter Pan (10:17:18 PM): He sighed. "That wasn't exactly what I meant...sorry Brian..."
Peter Pan (10:17:45 PM): The fairy grimmacced. "Look, can't we just get along, I don't take up much smace"
Peter Pan (10:17:50 PM): ^space
Brian (10:18:30 PM): Brian looked at the back seat, and how he was taking up most of it. Then he looked at Peter. "...front seat, or roof. Your pick." He closed the door behind him, his spear still sticking through the window.
Brian (10:18:56 PM): ((Poor Peter. Trying to rationalize with a Naturalist.))
Ken (10:19:23 PM): Ken sighed and got in the driver's seat. "Don't take too logn deciding, we've got to peel out."
Peter Pan (10:19:29 PM): ((Improvising a spell, casting Winds of Chance on Brian for bad luck))
Peter Pan (10:19:39 PM): ((Oh, nvm, I have that as a rote))
Peter Pan rolled 5 10-sided dice: 10 8 6 10 1
Peter Pan rolled 2 10-sided dice: 2 2
Peter Pan (10:20:06 PM): ((3))
Brian (10:20:16 PM): ((...really? You're casting bad luck on a guy that you're in close quarters with? in a CAR.))
Brian (10:20:24 PM): ((...
Ken, does your guy have insurance?))
Peter Pan (10:20:28 PM): With a satisfied grin, he climbed into the front seat
Peter Pan (10:20:54 PM): ((Winds of chance is always small stuff, so it's most likely to turn out with you happening to roll around on any sharp or pointy objects back there)
Peter Pan (10:21:13 PM): ((It's not like I Evil Eye'd you))
Storyteller (10:21:43 PM): (Are you starting some sort of psychotic prank war in the back of Ken's car?
Adler (10:22:01 PM): (More like a psychic prank war...)
Brian (10:22:24 PM): ((Prank war? He better hope Brian doesn't figure out...he doesn't play good with others.))
Ken (10:22:37 PM): (Ken will beat and send spirits after Peter, I swear. XDDDD))
Ken (10:22:54 PM): ((And of course he has insurance.))
Storyteller (10:22:54 PM): (You see me now a veteran, of a thousand psychic wars?)
Brian (10:23:35 PM): (("Hehehee! I cast pranks on you!" "...excuse me. Gaia seems to need to cough." *car explodes in a fury of electricity and storms, Brian walks away fine.* "Prank that, bitch."))
Brian (10:24:03 PM): ((Anyway, IT'S A LION. GET IN THE CAR.))
Ken (10:24:12 PM): ((Ken: *Survived due to quick use of Life.* WHAT THE HELL, MAN!?))
Peter Pan (10:24:23 PM): Peter attemted to sit as far on the left of the front-side passenger seat as he could
Ken (10:24:42 PM): Ken was totally embarassed... this had to look WIERD.
Adler (10:24:45 PM): Adler...basically has to sit on his lap anyway.
Brian (10:24:50 PM): ((Brian: ...Mother doesn't like bullies.))
Adler (10:24:59 PM): "One second..."
Storyteller (10:24:59 PM): Cue a montage. There is the car on Staples street. There it is on Everhart. Here's a crappy cut back to the storage place, as if the editor forgot the order things were supposed to go in. Here's the sanctum.
Adler (10:25:39 PM): Adler cast an incognito presence spell on herself before all that, leaving brian as the only thing really "out of place."
Brian (10:25:42 PM): Brian kept the shotgun and any other fancy things they had found in the storage place with him in the back seat.
Adler (10:26:20 PM): Of course, that wouldn't work on Peter, who has just had to suffer through having a cute girl sit on his lap for a travel montage.
Storyteller (10:26:31 PM): Cue the montage song stopping with a noise like a record with the needle being torn off, as there is more stuff than you could logically take in one trip, and it goes silently over your many trips.
Peter Pan (10:27:23 PM): Peter stayed perfectly still the entire ride, his face looking blank save for the huge blush on his face. Tinkerbell made nasty faces and stuck her tounge out at Brian the wbole time
Brian (10:27:45 PM): Each time the fairy stuck its tongue out, the hawk embodiment of lightning itself flicked its eyes at the fairy.
Brian (10:28:17 PM): [Can I eat it now?] [What about now?] [Its wings look yummy.] [Come on, just a nibble.] [Can I at LEAST eat the tongue?]
Storyteller (10:28:20 PM): Also, the montage kinds glosses over the number of crow eyeballs that need to be... disposed of.
Brian (10:28:40 PM): Brian silently holds the items, making sure that his spear didn't hit anything as the car moved.
Adler (10:29:44 PM): Adler...would look uncomfortable, if anyone could see her well enough to tell.
Adler (10:30:09 PM): given that she's in front, all you can see is a lot of long black hair and her headphones and hat.
Storyteller (10:30:52 PM): You are in the sanctum now, with several wardrobes of lightly enchanted clothes, books, the shotgun, books, some crappy art, more books, and a video tape with an instruction to play it.
Ken (10:31:08 PM): Ken drove, keeping his head down and doing his best to follow every single traffic law because like HELL they were getting pulled over...
Ken (10:31:37 PM): Arriving at the Sanctum, he helped carry in a good deal of the various things they had picked up.
Peter Pan (10:31:53 PM): Once they were into the sanctum, he approached the videotape, looking around for a VCR. He also went out of his way to keep his distance form Adler
Brian (10:31:55 PM): Brian carried most of the stuff in, being used to carrying large amounts of lumber and such.
Adler (10:32:11 PM): Adler sort of coughs. And blushes. And stares at walls a lot.
Storyteller (10:32:49 PM): There is a combo tv-vcr on a table in the otherwise unfurnished room.
Peter Pan (10:33:25 PM): "Hey, we were left some instructions" He shouted as he went ot put the tape in the VCR
Storyteller (10:35:20 PM): As it starts playing, you see the Archmage, sitting in this room. "Alright, is everyone here? If so, then close the door, and come back. I'll give you a few minutes to do that."
Brian (10:35:40 PM): Brian walked in the opposite direction of the TV, closing the door. "I'll just stay over here, unless you guys want to watch static."
Storyteller (10:36:50 PM): "This is a video recording of instructions for all of you, so listen well. This sanctum has been heavily enchanted, but by the time that you arrive it may not be enough."
Storyteller (10:38:09 PM): "This place has food, water, and instructions for a year of intensive work in it. It also has been temporarily set up so that you can go through this at an accelerated rate. When you are read to do this, look to the fireplace."
Storyteller (10:39:55 PM): "If you have any other questions, just remember to ask my Last Work. It will answer if you give it the right questions."
Ken (10:40:32 PM): Rather impulsively, Ken turns to the Fireplace before the archmage is finished talking... "Fireplace?"
Peter Pan (10:40:38 PM): ((Ack, all of my XP went to non-trained things... Just getting set up with Wendy))
Storyteller (10:41:22 PM): (We'll assume that the 'training' was info on Wendy, and how to keep her from freaking out that badly, so to speak.)
Peter Pan (10:41:34 PM): ((Lol, works for me))
Storyteller (10:42:19 PM): A few moments pass. "Bolneze, can I get up and piss now, you've kept me here way too long for this damn tape that's only going to be played once."
Peter Pan (10:42:59 PM): "Bolneze?"
Storyteller (10:43:00 PM): A voice off camera says "Sure, just let me turn this off." The Archmage replies "You're not" and then gets cut off by the camera being turned off.
Adler (10:43:37 PM): "Well...that was amusing."
Storyteller (10:45:38 PM): Brian notices that the fireplace now has a letter pinned to it.
Storyteller (10:46:30 PM): It just appered as the tape ended.
Brian (10:47:22 PM): Brian looked over, taking the letter from the fireplace.
Ken (10:47:31 PM): "Huh, wierd..."
Ken (10:47:37 PM): "...Then again, not really."
Storyteller (10:48:05 PM): It reads "Burn in the fireplace to start the time compression. The windows will show hourglasses while compression is in effect."
Brian (10:48:31 PM): Brian looked at the fireplace. Then at the others. "...is everyone ready?"
Ken (10:49:13 PM): Ken nods. "My life is mostly training anyway, and I have all my classes cancelled until further notice. I'm good."
Adler (10:50:08 PM): Adler picks up the book, "How long in real time will the compressed year take?"
Storyteller (10:50:40 PM): "If the magic is still whole, only 3.14 days."
Brian (10:51:05 PM): "Gaia will not worry about her son that long."
Peter Pan (10:51:19 PM): "That's a short-lived year"
Adler (10:51:40 PM): Adler opens the door and leaves a message on the answering machine at home.
Ken (10:51:46 PM): "Time magic, man. Like something from an anime."
Brian (10:52:07 PM): Brian tossed the letter into the fireplace, his hand starting to crackle with electricity.
Adler (10:52:30 PM): ((And the chat gets booted.))
Brian (10:52:40 PM): "3...2...1...say hello to your next birthday." With a zap, he shocked the letter with electricity, setting it on fire in the fireplace.
Brian (10:55:15 PM):
Brian (9:52:12 PM): "3...2...1...say hello to your next birthday." With a zap, he shocked the letter with electricity, setting it on fire in the fireplace.
Peter Pan (10:56:43 PM): ((Missed everything after the burning of the letter)
Ken (10:57:00 PM): ((Nothing else has happened yet.))
Storyteller (10:57:38 PM): (Feel free to make up a nice motage for extra exp, and post it on the wiki)
Peter Pan (10:58:05 PM): ((Are we barred form leaving during the quick-year?))
Brian (10:58:22 PM): ((link to wiki again...sorry, but my bookmark got deleted.))
Peter Pan (10:58:27 PM): ((Oh, I can have Peter spend his time reading what 'Mages' are, lol, that'll take up the year nicely))
Ken (10:58:33 PM): ((If you leave you'll probably get left behind a few months.))
Storyteller (10:58:33 PM): (You can go into the attached farm land)
Adler (10:58:38 PM): ((http://editthis.info/arispemage/Main_Page))
Storyteller (10:59:04 PM): (Any further and you need some time magic to not hit a wall of solid time)
Peter Pan (10:59:17 PM): ((Time 3?))
Adler (10:59:31 PM): ((Also, is it just me or are Adler and Peter going to have AAAWKWARD all over?))
Peter Pan (10:59:39 PM): ((Lol))
Ken (11:00:02 PM): ((TOTALLY. And Ken's going to roooollll his eyes at them. lol.))
Storyteller (11:00:12 PM): (Yes. TIme two will let you step out into a still life of the city, though.)
Peter Pan (11:00:23 PM): ((And Peter's going ot be chivalrous.))
Peter Pan (11:00:59 PM): (Oh, ok. Hmmm... yeah, spend time developing "Don't freak people out" skills and reading abotu Mages so I don't keep getting confused by speak of Arcana and the like)
Adler (11:01:57 PM): ((Adler can teach him some...*hinata fingerthing*))
Brian (11:02:01 PM): ((Brian is gonna spend his time in the farmland, cultivating the land, working on his chosen arcana, and basically getting stronger.))
Peter Pan (11:02:37 PM): ((What order is Adler again?))
Adler (11:03:58 PM): ((Mysterium, of course. Where else would a nerd like her wind up. It was Free Council or Mysterium, and the Mysterium has better libraries))
Peter Pan (11:04:37 PM): ((Cool))
Storyteller (11:06:21 PM): (WB)
Ken (11:06:39 PM): ((Ken spends his time training with Brian, as they both share a connection to nature, but he also spends time meditating on his own body and practicing impossible acrobatics to develop his body with his powers.))
Peter Pan (11:07:13 PM): ((Tinkerbell takes several chances to be donwright mean to Adler))
Brian (11:07:17 PM): ((Also, at midnight each night, Brian will be alone in nature.))
Brian (11:07:26 PM): ((That's when he does his ritual "Bathing In Mother's Breath"))
Peter Pan (11:07:43 PM): ((With time 3 can I bring someone else with me out into Still-life city?))
Brian (11:07:46 PM): ((A special ritual where he summons lightning, and sits within it for an hour.))
Storyteller (11:08:04 PM): (You can do that with time two.)
Brian (11:08:20 PM): ((So, only people that feel like watching and don't mind a small chance of getting zapped should be out in the farm fields at that time.))
Adler (11:08:24 PM): ((Adler develops impressive powers of intuition. Also, she's a nerd.))
Peter Pan (11:08:27 PM): ((Oh, cool, I also make a point of draggin Adler out and around hte city for fun every few weeks))
Ken (11:10:23 PM): ((Ken might also disappear for long periods of time as he transforms into something different to more closely commune with the Arcanum of life, living on Impulse.))
Storyteller (11:11:43 PM): (Anything else to add?)
Adler (11:12:31 PM): ((hmmm...maybe at some point, but I can't think of anything.))
Brian (11:12:58 PM): ((Equan will keep trying to eat Tinkerbell.))
Storyteller (11:13:09 PM): (Well then, everyone, pat yourselves on the back, we are now using the experienced versions of everyone.)
Ken (11:13:17 PM): ((Sweeeet.))
Adler (11:13:19 PM): ((woot)
Brian (11:13:59 PM): ((Finally. Gnosis 3 and Forces 4!!!))
Peter Pan (11:14:20 PM): ((Is this maybe a week or so after we get out of the time-bubble?))
Peter Pan (11:14:29 PM): ((So I've had time to collect my Fairy Dust and the like?))
Adler (11:14:59 PM): ((Woot! Gnosis 3, Space 2, and Sphinx Legacy!)
Storyteller (11:15:16 PM): (Yes. You're not quite certain how, and that you should probably 'get' it from Wendy, but you have it.)
Adler (11:15:30 PM): ((And some resources. And I have The Last Work of Archmage Alan Tax.)
Ken (11:15:44 PM): ((Heeheehee, Life 4, Gnosis 3, Rotes Galore.))
Peter Pan (11:16:35 PM): ((Ok, so I've been able to go visit her, and we had the fight and I got my dust and my tower and everything? Hurrah!))
Brian (11:16:47 PM): ((I've got enough stuff to start reinforcing things by bringing life back to the plants that make them, and with Force 4, I can do pretty much anything in Improv short of ultimate annihilation by lightning.))
Storyteller (11:19:53 PM): Quick consultation shows that the magic degraded and this has taken longer than expected.
Storyteller (11:20:13 PM): Four days total.
Storyteller (11:22:20 PM): But otherwise, the compression worked as advertised.
Storyteller (11:24:57 PM): There is a letter taped to the door to the outside.
Adler (11:25:48 PM): Adler plucks it off and opens it to read it.
Peter Pan (11:25:51 PM): Peter stared at a small brown pouch in his hand. "This is...a paradox..."
Storyteller (11:26:40 PM): "Bolneze sends his regards, and a self addressed envelope so that you can tell him how his work has faired."
Ken (11:26:42 PM): Ken looks over Adler's shoulder to read with her.
Storyteller (11:28:03 PM): And with that I leave you, as I have something important to deal with.
Storyteller (11:28:10 PM): 3 exp, everyone.