2/26/17

Voda: Rolling Aging for 1328.

rolling 1d10! + 6

(

10

+

5

)

+6

=

21

+2 aging points.

Rolling Aging for 1329.

rolling 1d10! +7

(

2

)

+7

=

9

Rolling aging for 1330

Voda:

rolling 1d10! + 7

(

8

)

+7

=

15

Rolling aging for 1331

rolling 1d10! +8

(

9

)

+8

=

17

Proclus of Rome: Rolling aging for 1331.

rolling 1d10! -1

(

3

)

-1

=

2

Wait that should be 3.

My bad.

johns (GM): nice av

c'thinker (GM): ty

oh i have never aged aristocritus

should do that probably.

breaking the hermetic limit of time since 3761 bc

johns (GM): i finished a statue that adds +2 to all lab health scores in 1330

and the year is now Spring 1332

endrite you should get an av

Shauncat: He has one

It's a bunch of green tirangles

johns (GM): It should be a bunch of Doug Lombardis

Endrite (GM): I have an avatar.

See it's this green thing.

Shauncat: Nice

johns (GM): wow

this is really meanspirited

Shauncat: So this is the feeling snow halation

Endrite (GM): Oh SHIT a thief.

dys: There are a high number of users in your video chat call. If any of the players do not have sufficient internet bandwidth, you may experience degraded performance or instability as a result.

johns (GM): Hey everyone. Cumthinker is alive again.

dys: what the hell is this

devil's fav demon: wow

johns (GM): this is Stones

devil's fav demon: stone ftw

dys: i miss the theme of johns

johns (GM): it made me cry

Endrite (GM): That's what Stones does for me.

devil's fav demon: poor Iolo.

poor Gwenno...

johns (GM): welcome to the new vardian's tomb council chamber

it got a facelift

Kifaaya of Verditius: Nice

Prudenzio of Flambeau: pretty sick, boys.

Kifaaya of Verditius: Time to upholster some sweet chairs for it

johns (GM): As part of your regular duties as wizards you occasionally emerge from your dismal dank labs to meet here and discuss all the covenant's problems

Endrite: Uhhhhhhhh, this is BS!

johns (GM): ??

Prudenzio of Flambeau: i appreciate the skull motif.

makes me feel at home up here.

Kifaaya of Verditius: Except me. I have a positive aesthetics

Voda: We couldn't afford this!

johns (GM): oh

good point

Prudenzio of Flambeau: it's an illusion.

johns (GM): here we go

it's a pile of dirt

Voda: Thank you.

c'thinker (GM): whoops i had the tab muted

Archibald of Guernicus: I emerge into the giant void of our woah

Nice skull

"Really like what ye've done with the meeting hall, Lavinia. Good decor."

johns (GM): It's Imaginem magic. You got an enchanted item from your neighbor Andronicus of Jerbiton who thought your catacomb was aesthetically lacking

Voda: It seems dangerous.

Andronicus of Jerbiton: "Good art always pushes boundaries"

Aristocritus Bonisagi: stones ftw

Kifaaya of Verditius: I'll Muto Imagen to improve the accoustics during meetings.

I think I have that formula

Lavinia of Jerbiton: aesthetic magic ftw

johns (GM): Venator shuffles by, nods approvingly, then returns to his lab.

Now, every magi is present?

Kifaaya of Verditius: "R: Touch, D: Sun, T: Room

Causes all sounds in a room, particularly music, to be especially clear and sonorous. The notes are clearer, sharper, and more distinct.

(Base 1, +1 Touch, +2 Sun, +2 Room)"

Yep

Prudenzio of Flambeau: Suppose so.

Malachiasz of Tytalus: i

Aristocritus Bonisagi admires the giant levitating crystal.

Endrite: Wow, my feelings are hurt.

Kifaaya of Verditius: I am present

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "Where is, ah, what's his name"

"The Ex Misc hedge wizard"

Malachiasz of Tytalus: "Gonna have to narrow it down more."

Prudenzio of Flambeau: heh.

johns (GM): Well, Proclus is missing.

Archibald of Guernicus: "The mathemagician?"

Malachiasz of Tytalus: "Ah, the altar boy."

johns (GM): Anyway, assuming no one cares, lets go on with the real adventure

Prudenzio of Flambeau: "It is dusty around here."

Archibald of Guernicus: Oh I thought for a moment the adventure would be that Proclus is missing

he just happens to be missing and no-one cares

lol

Prudenzio of Flambeau: it could be, if we cared, i guess.

Malachiasz of Tytalus: well celebrating and getting drunk would be a pretty poor adventure

Prudenzio of Flambeau: it is what it is.

Aristocritus Bonisagi: lol

Kifaaya of Verditius: I barely know anyone

johns (GM): I will point out that Proclus casts our Aegis of the Hearth

Aristocritus Bonisagi: where is Potom Flos, the priest-slayer

Archibald of Guernicus: Nah you probably know us better now, it's been a year since you arrived

Kifaaya of Verditius: Except Zita and she's not even here to recieve the gift I made her

Malachiasz of Tytalus: "We have to find Proclus."

johns (GM): Darvin is taking a break for a bit

Voda: RIP

Prudenzio of Flambeau: I should learn Aegis of the Hearth.

Archibald of Guernicus: Zita is still in limbo unless Johns wants to let me play her again

Prudenzio of Flambeau: lol

Aristocritus Bonisagi looks up from newspaper

johns (GM): Here she is

Prudenzio of Flambeau: We should probably have an Aegis.

johns (GM): Sorry we never ran the theft plot

Archibald of Guernicus: I kept forgetting too, oops

Zita of Mercere: I am profoundly retarded

johns (GM): Hell, same.

Aristocritus Bonisagi: "So say we all."

johns (GM): So, how long before anyone cares that Proclus is missing

Malachiasz of Tytalus: that depends

how long until aegis of the hearth runs out

Zita of Mercere: Well, was he here to cast this years aegis?

johns (GM): It is now February 1332

Voda: Until December 31st.

Zita of Mercere: If so, until... winter 1332

Malachiasz of Tytalus: 9 months

Prudenzio of Flambeau: So right now.

We should probably go find him.

johns (GM): Alright

9 months pass

Malachiasz of Tytalus: alright

i have a good idea to resolve this

who wants to learn the aegis spell

johns (GM): sorry i didnt actually prepare another adventure assuming you want to leave proclus to die

Voda: UNFORTUNATELY, this means we can't collect adventure XP>

Without losing all our seasons.

Zita of Mercere: So he IS the adventure then

Prudenzio of Flambeau: drat.

Kifaaya of Verditius installs a bath so she can wash up after coming into this chamber during the downtime.

johns (GM): well we could just call the session now

Zita of Mercere: Sorry Johns but it's just, with this party it's hard to make this a hook and have us properly realise its a hook, without prompting

johns (GM): and then endrite rerolls a new character

Prudenzio of Flambeau: you'd like that, wouldn't you.

Aristocritus Bonisagi: he's the reason for the season

johns (GM): it would mean I get to go play aoe2

Zita of Mercere: Imagine an insane scenario where half the magi in the covenant were missing and didnt show up to meetings

boy

could you

imagine this

Malachiasz of Tytalus: i mean

Zita of Mercere: "Where's Proclus?"

Prudenzio of Flambeau: cool. im glad we all decided to find proclus.

Malachiasz of Tytalus: venator goes missing for months on end

and we dont go searching for him

johns (GM): good point

let me think of a contrivance

Zita of Mercere: Yeah I'm fine with the adventure now I know its the adventure, I'm just saying with our covenant we really do need a bit of a prod in that directoin

To notice that oh

hes missing for a REASON

Voda: Whenever Proclus isn't in the scene, every other character should be asking, "[Anything Else]".

Prudenzio of Flambeau: well i had to get reminded that he casts the aegis

Zita of Mercere: and not just that the player went and got drunk or something

Prudenzio of Flambeau: lets just say oh the aegis fell. that sucks. its a race against time.

then we can act like its funny that no one noticed Proclus was missing until it was too late.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "Where is Proclus? He was supposed to return that Parma Magica book to our library by now."

Aristocritus Bonisagi: if the aegis fell then that is excellent, because it makes it easier for me to experiment on airy spirits

Kifaaya of Verditius: "There does seem to be an empty seat here every time."

Aristocritus Bonisagi: Another Trianoma machination falls into place.

Malachiasz of Tytalus: "The empty spot on our shelves is more concerning. We should try to find the book."

Zita of Mercere: "I haven't a clue. He hasn't asked me to run any errands for a while."

Aristocritus Bonisagi: "I thought that was Lodewig's seat."

Voda: Proclus just keeps reading the Parma tract over and over because he gets a kick out of it, obviously.

Kifaaya of Verditius: "Well he hasn't visited my studio yet. Sad!"

(To Voda): Which grogs went with Proclus?

Prudenzio of Flambeau: "What does he even do? Where would he go?"

"Quick. What's the dustiest place in Rome?"

(From Voda): Crass and Napolino.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: this is why I hire mundane agents to track all my sodales

Prudenzio of Flambeau: oh, well, you'll know where he is, then.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "I have a pressing engagement somewhere else. Excuse me"

Malachiasz of Tytalus: "If you gave me a few months to draft up the spell I could tell you."

Lavinia of Jerbiton disappears from the game

Prudenzio of Flambeau: lmao

Zita of Mercere: "Oh. Bye, Lavinia."

"Okay, okay. When was the last time anyone saw him?"

Aristocritus Bonisagi: "Let's not jump  directly  to high crimes, here."

Kifaaya of Verditius: "During our last outing together. I've been busy creating since then."

johns (GM): It seems none of the PCs in this room recall seeing him recently except in passing.

Malachiasz of Tytalus: hm

is it sunday, or morning

Voda: Why do you need to make a recovery roll?

Zita of Mercere: "Uhhhh, when did he cast the aegis of the hearth?"

johns (GM): A couple months ago on the Winter Solstice

You were all there because it's a big ceremony

Voda: It's like New Year's Day!

Prudenzio of Flambeau: Yeah, it was a sexy time.

Voda: We all get FREE grog, but that stuff tastes like sludge.

Zita of Mercere: "So, sometime between then, and now. Alright."

Kifaaya of Verditius: I have limited exposure to the comings and goings around here because my studio is high up enough to not take subterranean as a flaw

Prudenzio of Flambeau: "Has he been dating?"

Giancarlo di Cantalice: Lucky.

johns (GM): the grogs taste like sludge

Zita of Mercere: "What if he just went off and forgot to tell anyone?"

"Like, a pilgrimage maybe."

Aristocritus Bonisagi: did we kill any angels recently

Kifaaya of Verditius: I need to go on one of those

So I can learn to sew automata

Voda: Pilgrimages only grant religious virtues.

Prudenzio of Flambeau: He's probably off getting into infernalism

Kifaaya of Verditius: Right

Voda: Avoid getting in "too deep" with the Devil.

Kifaaya of Verditius: Some other name for having to leave teh lab then

Voda: Lunch?

Zita of Mercere: We could break into his lab, and set a precedent that if someone doesnt show up for a meeting you can immediately raid their lab

The man stepped out for lunch

Aristocritus Bonisagi: worked for bonfilia

johns (GM): works for me

Kifaaya of Verditius: Lunch, yes

That explains it

johns (GM): No one here has boobytrapped their labs besides lavinia I assume

Zita of Mercere: "I'm sure he'll turn up. It's fine."

Kifaaya of Verditius: I expect visitors to my studio

Zita of Mercere: I built a large stone wall covering the entrance to my lab

Prudenzio of Flambeau: my lab is a piece of shit right now so i don't care yet.

Zita of Mercere: so theres that

Aristocritus Bonisagi: isn't he part of a cult

i don't remember if he actually is, or if the player characters know that

Kifaaya of Verditius: I gain rep every season from having the gentry come and go through my studio

Which I assume is the communal gentry since the pope is AWOL

Malachiasz of Tytalus: no, hes just in avignon

johns (GM): Avignon without Leave

Voda: Not really, there are still a bunch of cardinals and everything.

Uh, but he WAS granted leave.

Kifaaya of Verditius: Ok

Malachiasz of Tytalus: "Well, I'll go check the nearest church. Maybe someone there has seen him."

Zita of Mercere: "Good idea."

Kifaaya of Verditius: Well the commune nobles are probably more okay with moon god trappings, at any rate

Zita of Mercere: Oh shit

there he is

on the map

quick lets go there

Prudenzio of Flambeau: shouting "PROCLUUUUS" down the streets

Voda: There's nothing but farmland over there though.

And the wall.

Aristocritus Bonisagi: an enormous dagger is thrust through proclus and the map, pinning both to the table

johns (GM): llol

Zita of Mercere: ;pl

Aristocritus Bonisagi: Could he be in Bonisagus's regio?

johns (GM): Worth checking out

Napolino checks for him at the eateries

johns (GM): Who's going on this expedition

who is Napolino

(the player)

Napolino: Shaun

johns (GM): Oh okay

(To Shauncat): Napolino knows where proclus is

Zita of Mercere: I'll play Zita, she benefits more from adventures.

Voda: You shouldn't really play as a grog-level character, since they can't gain XP.

johns (GM): you make memories by getting htem killed

Voda: Vardian told me to come along.

johns (GM): oh btw here's your starting conf poitns allocation

Voda: Yeah but you just need to take them with you for that.

Kifaaya of Verditius: That's not a bad point about the XP

Aristocritus Bonisagi: we should get more wondrous cloaks

Prudenzio of Flambeau: I'll go and bring Nevio i guess. sure.

Zita of Mercere: Oh right, Johns can I have a conf point back now that we dont get them for free anymore

Aristocritus Bonisagi: as archon i decree it.

Voda: Also they can't do much, mechanically.

Zita of Mercere: I guess we're back to earning them in play

Wiki still says we get a certain number per session

Anyway, I got into trouble from my character flaw of ambition last time I played Zita, give me a point.

Thank you

johns (GM): Okay Aristocritus wants to check out the Temple of Mercury regio? Who is he taking with him

Malachiasz of Tytalus: i go there frequently anyway so ill tag along

Kifaaya of Verditius: Kifaaya supposes she can leave the lab and keep an eye on Voda

Voda: Me.

johns (GM): Any grogs?

Aristocritus Bonisagi: how many grogs are still alive

Kifaaya of Verditius: I decided not to play Napoliono

Prudenzio of Flambeau: I said me and Nevio. I think he's still alive?

Honestly, no idea.

johns (GM): weve got:

Aristocritus Bonisagi: better teach giancarlo how to use a sword

johns (GM): Nevio, Crass, Letta,

Ombra

Zita of Mercere: I'll come to the temple of mercury, haven't been there yet.

Malachiasz of Tytalus: yes you have

johns (GM): Tanolfi, Tunde

and Napolino

Malachiasz of Tytalus: you went with us didnt you

Zita of Mercere: I have as Archibald

Malachiasz of Tytalus: archi stayed behind for that one

Zita of Mercere: Zita hasnt

Oh

No right

Yeah I was trying to steal everything in the place

Kifaaya of Verditius: This is my first time

Zita of Mercere: The minotaur maze guarding a vast treasure of

animal bones

Prudenzio of Flambeau: Napolino is badass, he should come.

johns (GM): Nice

Napolino: "What are we up to Masters?"

Kifaaya of Verditius: "Seeking the one called Procius."

"He has not been seen for some time."

Napolino: Napolino chuckles

"Saw 'im yesterday"

Aristocritus Bonisagi: "What?"

Zita of Mercere: "Oh. Well that solves everything then. That's convenient."

"Where was he?"

Voda: Maybe you could try using magic to pluck the information out of his brain.

(To Voda): feel free to take over napolino and explain as you like

Kifaaya of Verditius: "Praise Allah, I can return to my work."

Prudenzio of Flambeau: "Always a good time when Napolino is here.

"

"Where did you see him?"

Napolino: "Me and Crass went with him up to some lord's manor on wizardry business."

"I got a good meal out of it!" He boats.

boats.

Aristocritus Bonisagi: boaks

Napolino: "He met with his lady friend and told us to leave without him. Lucky fellow, that Proclus."

Zita of Mercere: "Ohh, so he's doing  that  is he."

"Proclus you sly dog. Alright, there's no worries then."

Voda: Napolino left him in "that" place.

Prudenzio of Flambeau: "I'd say there's worries. He can't shirk he duties to his sodales for some tart."

Kifaaya of Verditius: "Perhaps this lord might be a useful buyer of enchanted items, were Voda and I to meet him."

Malachiasz of Tytalus: "He still has our book."

Zita of Mercere: "Ohh. Yeah, the book."

"Let's crash his date and get it back."

johns (GM): you are the best friends proclus could ask for

Aristocritus Bonisagi: lol

Zita of Mercere: "It's fine, I bet he's sitting there talking about how great triangles are or something."

johns (GM): Napolino recalls it was the Castel Farnese, south of the city, by Albano.

Anyone who wants to go cockblock Proclus, put your taken on the map please

Zita of Mercere: To be honest if this wasnt the adventure, crashing another PCs date and ruining it is what I'd already do.

johns (GM): + any grogs you want to bring

Aristocritus Bonisagi: hell yeah

Malachiasz of Tytalus: we definitely have to bring napolino

Prudenzio of Flambeau: ah, right on the water. romantic.

Malachiasz of Tytalus: i dont think any of the other grogs are suitably revolting though

Kifaaya of Verditius: Put the saddle on him to turn him into a fat horse

Zita of Mercere: The serial killer would be good to bring

Voda: That's messed up.

He's a disturbed man!

Zita of Mercere: Hopefully disturbed enough to ruin the date.

Who else do we have. Any lepers? Psychopaths?

Aristocritus Bonisagi: where's orsu when you need to break into someone's lab

johns (GM): letta is an ex-prositute

tunde is a Magyar

Prudenzio of Flambeau: i could bring the stinky tranny.

Voda: We know a lot of lepers.

Prudenzio of Flambeau: i mean, my lovely son.

johns (GM): kv hasn't started playing yet

Zita of Mercere: Dragging the entire grog retinue along to ruin Proclus' date.

johns (GM): out of curiosity what would lavinia have to do to make anyone care if she disappeared

Aristocritus Bonisagi: take sir oak with her

(From Voda): Sounds like you need to make more animations.

Prudenzio of Flambeau: that would do it.

johns (GM): Do I have everyone's char? feels like someone is unrepresented

Voda: I am.

I'm not on the map for some reason.

johns (GM): Cool.

Zita of Mercere: I disappear from the covenant all the time on errands so it'd be half a year before anyone noticed

Aristocritus Bonisagi: "The missing Parma book is a little worrying.... that woman always had an unusal interest in magi."

johns (GM): Alright! It took us an hour but we finally got into the hook for today's adventure

Zita of Mercere: Arent you proud of us

johns (GM): Crew: Kifaaya, Malach, Aristo, Prudenzio, Voda, Nevio, Ombra, Napolino

Kifaaya of Verditius: I've seen slower badger games

Especially when I run them

Zita of Mercere: The last game of yours I was in took 3 sessions for the PCs to meet, that was funny.

johns (GM): Castel Farnese sits atop a steep sloping hill like many of the castles of Italy.It overlooks sprawling vineyards, bare in the middle of February.

Prudenzio of Flambeau: lol

Kifaaya of Verditius: Yeah

That was some insanely bad planning

c'thinker: that sounds extremely good

Zita of Mercere: It didnt help that I was playing an autist.

Voda: For you.

Malachiasz of Tytalus: I grab some of the vineyard soil and put it in my pouch.

Zita of Mercere: "Nice place."

Voda: That's stealing!

Malachiasz of Tytalus: Yes it is.

Zita of Mercere: "Ooh, vineyards have nice fancy wine cellars, don't they?"

Malachiasz of Tytalus: "And rich soil."

Kifaaya of Verditius: "They have wealthy clients, I hope."

Zita of Mercere: "Same. Ha ha."

johns (GM): Peasants are toiling clearing soil, putting up wood stakes for the vines, etc.

The castle itself has one Mundane entrance, the Gatehouse. What is your approach?

Kifaaya of Verditius: Hmm

Zita of Mercere: "Hmm."

Voda: Mmm.

Kifaaya of Verditius: I should make Voda sexier and have him introduce us

Zita of Mercere: "I do not trust gatehouses after Montcuq, frankly. Send a grog through and see what happens."

Prudenzio of Flambeau: Open a hole in the wall, buddy.

Aristocritus Bonisagi: looks like this calls for the standard castle approach: everyone flies over the wall secretly

Voda: I can't fly.

Zita of Mercere: "Oh, actually, someone could just lend me their parma. Just in case."

Aristocritus Bonisagi: how does parma splitting work again

Zita of Mercere: half it and round down? something like that.

johns (GM): Yeah

Aristocritus Bonisagi: i'll do it

johns (GM): You have to be within sight of the person you share with for as long as it lasts, I believe

Voda: Doesn't it also last all day?

johns (GM): magus may also protect one other person

for each point in Parma Magica, with their

consent. He must touch each person to start

the protection, and it lasts as long as at least

one character can see the other. The magus

may cancel the protection at will, at any distance.

johns (GM): While a magus is protecting others, his

effective Parma Magica score is reduced by 3

points, both for himself and for the other people

Magica score of 3 or lower, his Parma Magica

he is protecting. If the magus has a Parma

provides each character, including himself,

johns (GM): with a Magic Resistance of 0. In the magus’s

case, this is added to his Form resistance, and a

magus protected by another magus’s Parma

Magica may also add his Form resistance..

Voda: Well alright then.

johns (GM): Aristo's Parma is +5, so using the magic of doubling stuff, we say that Aristo and Zita both now have 0 MR

Aristocritus Bonisagi: nice.

johns (GM): Which is enough to resist any effect with 0 penetration

Kifaaya of Verditius: I'll stick with Voda, he doesn't seem intent on invading uninvited.

Aristocritus Bonisagi: also i have to follow zita around

Voda: Alright, if you insist.

Aristocritus Bonisagi: while she looks for things to steal

it's ok though we made a great team in the other proclus home invasion adventure

johns (GM): thorsby farce incoming

Aristocritus Bonisagi: ALTHOUGH in that case i was invisible.

Voda: Aww yeah.

Prudenzio of Flambeau: Time to be welcomed inside with no trouble at all.

Malachiasz of Tytalus: lets all split up and make johns cry

Zita of Mercere: Oh no. This room has an effect that triggers with infinite penetration, but only if it detects the parma

Prudenzio of Flambeau: lol

johns (GM): splitting up is cool actually

things go faster

but for now someone has to do something

Prudenzio of Flambeau: oh, well, someone should go tunnel through the walls and snoop around.

Malachiasz of Tytalus: I walk through the gatehouse up to the mansion entrance.

johns (GM): Alright, the gatehouse has a portcullis on it

Zita of Mercere: "Okay, it's simple."

johns (GM): An arbalester calls at you from atop the gatehouse

Crossbowman: "Who goes there?"

Malachiasz of Tytalus: what was the name of proclus's girlfriend

"Malachiasz of Tytalus!"

Zita of Mercere: "Proclus will almost certainly have told her to tell the guards to turn us away and pretend he isn't here."

Voda: "Hello, I am a travelling salesman."

Zita of Mercere: "So we should break in to find him."

Kifaaya of Verditius: "Greetings and good fortunes to you!"

Zita of Mercere: While facing away from the arbalester I flip my medallion around

"I am also a merchant."

Crossbowman: "Tytalus? Never heard of it. What's your business here?"

Prudenzio of Flambeau: "I'm also a merchant. Haha."

Voda: "We're here to sell shoes."

Malachiasz of Tytalus: "One of my friends stole a book and is romancing a woman here."

"I want the book back."

Kifaaya of Verditius: "Ah yes. I am an, er, cobbler."

Zita of Mercere: I want to say I smach Malach on the back on the head

Kifaaya of Verditius: "Among other things."

Voda: "My friend here is hopelessly deranged, owing to a painful tanning accident."

Zita of Mercere: but hes about 3ft taller than me

Crossbowman: The guard snorts at Malach. "Bugger off."

Voda: "Painful AND disfiguring."

Malachiasz of Tytalus: yeah, and even taller in character

Aristocritus Bonisagi: "I'm a philosopher!"

Malachiasz of Tytalus: gahaha

"Alright."

Zita of Mercere: But you're 5'6

Malachiasz of Tytalus: that is not true

I walk off behind a tree and then look for a less watched wall.

Crossbowman: There's a lot of walls to cover

They just happen to be pretty tall

Voda: As walls are known to be.

Aristocritus Bonisagi: it's tough out there for a crossbowman.

Crossbowman: The crossbowman calls to Voda and Kifaaya, "You with that guy?"

Voda: "No."

Prudenzio of Flambeau: "He's been following us, trying to steal shoes."

Crossbowman: "You're all shoe merchants?" he asks.

Zita of Mercere: "Oh no, I sell snake oil. Very good medicine."

Kifaaya of Verditius: "I can create shoes of mythic quality, yes."

Voda: "Don't worry, she is not a prostitute."

Crossbowman: "Yeah? Where're your wares then?"

Voda:

rolling 1d10 + 1 + 9 Guile

(

6

)

+1+9

=

16

Crossbowman rolls some dice

Voda: "We're carrying them, in bags."

Zita of Mercere: That's awful of you Voda

(To Voda): you have bags?

Kifaaya of Verditius: "I myself create items to order."

(From Voda): They're behind some trees and you can't see them.

(To Voda): im confused

(From Voda): So that's a no.

Zita of Mercere: "Anyway, we're perfectly innocent, we'll be on our way now. You're doing a great job guarding the gatehouse, keep it up."

Crossbowman: The crossbowman eyes you all strangely.

(To Zita of Mercere): Are you moving on or are you say ing that like he should let you in

Malachiasz of Tytalus: I head for the closest unwatched wall and use Archibald's Unwelcome Entrance on it.

Kifaaya of Verditius: I give him an honest sweet smile

Crossbowman: Pick a spot on the map, Malach

Voda: "Honestly if you don't want to buy shoes we'll just be on our way."

Malachiasz of Tytalus: that orange x

Voda: If you want the shoes come get the shoes, don't fuck with me!

Crossbowman: You'll be burrowing into the foundation of the castle if you do that, proceed?

Zita of Mercere: "You won't get in any trouble for allowing a few simple merchants entrance, I assure you. I know a good guard like you would make the right choice and let us in."

Malachiasz of Tytalus: Hmmm

Kifaaya of Verditius: "If you're ever in Rome and in need of masterwork boots, come by my studio."

Malachiasz of Tytalus: Yes

Zita of Mercere: Rolling charm

Aristocritus Bonisagi: please heave the shoes through the window at 4 pm

Zita of Mercere:

rolling 1d10!+2+7

(

8

)

+2+7

=

17

Crossbowman: The crossbowman shrugs. "Open the gate, he shouts elsewhere."

Kifaaya of Verditius: I could just cast Doublet of Impenetrable Silk on some grog's boots to make them look incredibly high quality.

Crossbowman: Malach, you open a door size opening in the orange X specified on the bottom map. There's nothing behind it but more earth

Voda: It would just give them +3 Soak.

To their boots.

Malachiasz of Tytalus: "Hm."

Kifaaya of Verditius: That's pretty good

We could fail to jam a dagger through them

Malachiasz of Tytalus: I head elsewhere.

to x 2

Voda: Doublet of Impenetrable Silk doesn't actually make the clothes look different, except as regards your Sigil.

johns (GM): A pikeman meets you inside the gatehouse. "C'mon, I'll take you to the steward."

Kifaaya of Verditius: Right

A practical demonstration of supernaturally durable shoes, not differing appearance

Voda: "Thanks."

johns (GM): Alright Malach, you get through the lower wall into that little courtyard gap space between it and the higher level

Aristocritus Bonisagi: i'm sticking with the group, since i'm doing the parma thing

johns (GM): Ok.

The pikeman heads up the long greenway to the buildings at the top of the hill..

Kifaaya of Verditius: I could Spontaneous up a MuAnIm sweet looking boots however, most likely

Aristocritus Bonisagi: "This castle looks like it's seen better days."

Zita of Mercere: "True wealth is on the inside, Aristrocritus."

Voda: Well yeah it uses part of a Roman wall.

Zita of Mercere: "The inside of the castle. We need to find a way in."

Voda: As is the style of the time.

johns (GM): Workmen go to and fro passing you by as you emerge into the outer courtyard.

The pikeman grunts noncommitally. "You a mason too?"

Malachiasz of Tytalus: is that for me

johns (GM): This is what the rest of the group sees

You're still outside

Malachiasz of Tytalus: ok

Kifaaya of Verditius: "I am a seamstress, cobbler, and creater of silk artifice," I say in Latin, most likely incomprehensibly."

devil's fav demon: fuck. sorry. i got pulled away for a minute. back now.

johns (GM): "Uh.. si," mumbles the guard.

Interrupt at any point if you wish

The guard goes to one of the tall buildings and walks inside. "C'mon, in here."

Zita of Mercere: "Alright, here we go. This can't go wrong."

Oh I know what I can do to be sneaky while we're here

Voda: "This is a great idea."

Kifaaya of Verditius: I follow

Prudenzio of Flambeau whistles in a nonchalant manner

Malachiasz of Tytalus: Can I see the backs of any noteworthy buildings from here?

johns (GM): You see what is depicted on the screen, Beardbeard

Malachiasz of Tytalus: so i do

johns (GM): Yeah

Zita of Mercere: "Kifaaya, if you want to say something in secret, say it in Arabic. We can converse that way."

Kifaaya of Verditius: "Understood," I reply in Arabic

Voda: Or just Latin, frankly.

Malachiasz of Tytalus: I head over to this building and open a door into its basement.

Voda: Who speak Latin?

Almost nobody.

johns (GM): Inside is a dimly lit storehouse full of crates and sacks. The pikeman crosses the first floor to a stairwell and looks behind to see if you're still following.

Zita of Mercere: I can't speak Latin

Well I mean I can

I have the gift of tongues

johns (GM): Alright Malach, 1 moment

Zita of Mercere: I can't speak it on my own though

I need to converse

to speak the language

and cant read it

Kifaaya of Verditius: "In that case, let me know in Arabic if diplomacy and hobnobbing should be forsaken as well."

johns (GM): Malach, you open a thick section of wall. Behind it is a pitch black room

Kifaaya of Verditius: "So that I might prepare for chaos."

Voda: Stairwell, eh?

Zita of Mercere: "Ohh don't worry, that'll be obvious. But I'll say anyway, if it helps."

Malachiasz of Tytalus: Any noteworthy smells?

Like a wine cellar or something

johns (GM): Piss and shit

Malachiasz of Tytalus: ah

Prudenzio of Flambeau: Cool.

Zita of Mercere: "I want to take a look around this place, when we get a chance I'll sneak off and see if I can find Proclus."

in arabic

Voda: Ah, planning a pirate raid, eh?

johns (GM): The guard leads all of Zita's party-- I assume-- upstairs

Voda: Sounds good to me.

c'thinker: same

whoops

Prudenzio of Flambeau: i guess we're trying to keep it cool and not immediately let the lord know we're looking for proclus for some reason.

yeah sounds good.

Voda: Uh we're shoe salesmen.

Malachiasz of Tytalus: I step back outside and get to a higher point, then bust in again.

johns (GM): The 2nd floor has an office with an open veranda looking out into the courtyard. A well dressed man sits at a desk looking over papers. "Yes?" he asks as you all come in.

can you fly or scale walls

Aristocritus Bonisagi: i keep trying to pan the map and activating browser gestures

Malachiasz of Tytalus: browser gestures??

Voda: "Hello, we are hear to solve your problems."

"As long as those problems are caused by not having enough new shoes."

Kifaaya of Verditius: "Mythic solutions to mythic problems, as long as they involve cobbling, yes."

Malachiasz of Tytalus: i cant, it just looks like theres enough rubble to make my way up onto this small structure at the back of the building

Steward zooms and enhances

Steward: Alright, Malach you can get into that building

Prudenzio of Flambeau: we want to sell to the lord directly. he's a man of discerning taste.

Malachiasz of Tytalus: then i get into it

Aristocritus Bonisagi: "The shoes are truly excellent shoes."

Steward: "You're merchants?" the steward asks, a little skeptically.

Steward passes a note to a player

Zita of Mercere: "Very."

Voda: "Yes, absolutely."

Kifaaya of Verditius: "Yes."

"Well I am the cobbler, they are the merchants."

(To Malachiasz of Tytalus): You've entered an armory, full of racks of spears and swords, lit by torchlight. A man is seated at a bench with his back to you, polishing a small pile of shortswords.

Steward: He stands and peers over his desk at the shoes you are wearing.

(From Malachiasz of Tytalus): is the floor stone?

(To Beardbeard): Yes

Kifaaya of Verditius: Mine are good travelling boots created by myself

Voda: "Of course we can't afford to buy our own shoes, as they are so fine."

Prudenzio of Flambeau: my clothes and shoes are always of the highest quality.

Voda: "And we are merely humble merchants."

Prudenzio of Flambeau: "I'm just a manager."

Steward: "Show me what you have to sell, then."

Prudenzio of Flambeau: sorry to blow up your spot with my nice dudes.

Voda: Alright here's my plan:

We use magic to solve this situation.

Zita of Mercere: "Quick, make some nice shoes." I say in arabic

(From Malachiasz of Tytalus): ok for sponting do i roll my full casting total then halve it or just halve my casting total

Kifaaya of Verditius: These are Leather boots. All Verditius craft is of the highest quality. It is decorated with Pearl and encircled with bands of horse leather and spider silk. This object menaces with spikes of horse leather. On the item is an image of a moon.

(To Beardbeard): Full casting total

Aristocritus Bonisagi: on the item is an image of a moon and a criamon. the criamon is menacing the moon.

(From Malachiasz of Tytalus): alright, i spont a pit of the gaping earth that affects stone under him, level 20 effect

Malachiasz of Tytalus:

(To GM) rolling 1d10!+36

(

7

)

+36

=

43

Voda: Can you make shoes with magic?

It'd be Creo Animal or Creo Herbam.

Steward: Yes and yes

good shoes would be Animal for leather

Voda: I meant Kifaaya specifically.

Kifaaya of Verditius: I can Creo Animal leather, yes

Malachiasz of Tytalus: make ignem shoes

Kifaaya of Verditius: I mostly create stuff with enchanting

(To Beardbeard): Your casting total is 30 PeTe + 11 from focus + 2 stamina?

Aristocritus Bonisagi: i don't speak arabic and am unaware of the plan.

Kifaaya of Verditius: Creo stuff goes away after the duration unless you spend vis so I'm more interested in enchanting, since you get more out of the vis

Prudenzio of Flambeau: the plan to sell them shoes.

(From Malachiasz of Tytalus): should be 25 pete +11 from focus

Kifaaya of Verditius: Yes

(From Malachiasz of Tytalus): is there other stuff to add

Aristocritus Bonisagi: i'm a philosopher.

Voda: Uh, the plan is to find Proclus.

We don't need to ACTUALLY sell them shoes.

(To Beardbeard): i was just looking at your sheet, the casting total numbers look different

(To Beardbeard): But in any case, it's enough to send him into a pit

Prudenzio of Flambeau: Based on how we've been acting, this is news to me.

Zita of Mercere: No we abandoned the proclus stuff about an hour ago

This is the quest now

Aristocritus Bonisagi: veriditus magi have spontaneous magic penalties don't they

(From Malachiasz of Tytalus): maybe youre looking elsewhere, i just added my perdo and terram scores

(To Beardbeard): Oh the sheet is including Stamina and Aura, assuming the aura is magic 3

Prudenzio of Flambeau: :et

Kifaaya of Verditius: I don't have enough Finesse to Creo Animal high quality shoes from nothing

Zita of Mercere: They have formulaic penalties actually

They cant do formulaic magic

without tools

(To Beardbeard): With a yelp, he falls into a pit 9 feet deep

Prudenzio of Flambeau: What does this steward know about shoes? The lord is who we want to sell to.

Voda: You don't need Finesse to Creo something.

Mostly.

(From Malachiasz of Tytalus): does he continue making noise after he hits the bottom

(To Beardbeard): Yes, he's shouting

Kifaaya of Verditius: I'd be a Rego requisite then probably

Which is also crippling

(From Malachiasz of Tytalus): i run up to the pit and make another pit

(From Malachiasz of Tytalus): is it dirt under him now

(To Beardbeard): Yeah

(To Beardbeard): Roll it for Stress

Aristocritus Bonisagi checks something

Voda: Not really.

Malachiasz of Tytalus:

(To GM) rolling 1d10!+36

(

9

)

+36

=

45

Voda: Verditus can cast Creo spells like everyone else.

(To Beardbeard): Already wounded by the pile of swords falling on him, this last pit silences him

(To Beardbeard): There is now an 18' deep pit in the middle of the armory

Voda: Using Creo AND Rego craft magic to make something doesn't really make sense.

Kifaaya of Verditius: Anyway I've spent the last few seasons making enchanted items out of leather and woven product, I can play a cobbler well enough in a ruse.

Prudenzio of Flambeau: not everything needs a requisite

Kifaaya of Verditius: Perhaps I'm wrong

Aristocritus Bonisagi: it looks like you just add magnitudes to CrAm spells to create treated and processed animal products, like a shirt or shoes

Voda: Rego craft magic assembles the item out of existing materials.

Kifaaya of Verditius: Anyway my Creo Animal is...

Voda: But Creo magic just creates them.

(From Malachiasz of Tytalus): i listen at the door to see if anyone is coming to check the noise

Steward: "Men and women's shoes? What style do you create? The lady is particular to the Parisian fashion I'll tell you now."

Prudenzio of Flambeau: lmfao

lmfao

Kifaaya of Verditius: 16

Prudenzio of Flambeau: sorry.

(To Beardbeard): All quiet

Prudenzio of Flambeau: too much laughter.

wrong box.

(To Beardbeard): There's a stairway to the 2nd floor and a door to the inner courtyard

Voda: "If I might inquire, what is the lady's name?"

(From Malachiasz of Tytalus): in this room?

(To Beardbeard): Yes.

(From Malachiasz of Tytalus): i head up the stairs slowly

Steward: "Lady Hannelore, the fairest lady in all Christendom. Haven't you heard of her?"

Prudenzio of Flambeau: "Ah."

Kifaaya of Verditius: "I am fluent in the styles of Araby, and have spent the last few years getting acquainted with the styles of Rome, working with the masterful tailor, Giacopo."

Voda: "Uh, yes, of course."

rolling 1d10 + 1 + 9 Guile

(

6

)

+1+9

=

16

Zita of Mercere: "Yeah I've met h- heard of her."

Wait a minute I saved her life, I could have just walked in and said hi

oh well

Kifaaya of Verditius: "I am greatly hoping to meet her. She sounds lovely."

Voda: "We could perform a fitting immediately."

Well, kind of.

She'd orchestrated the kidnapping to get Proclus to rescue her.

Zita of Mercere: I found her initially at the rescue adventure, that's got to count for at least a cup of tea later

Aristocritus Bonisagi: well there's also the part where we're hunting them down to ruin their date

Prudenzio of Flambeau: Ruining their date is an optional goal.

Mostly we just want Proclus to cast the Aegis of the Hearth.

Kifaaya of Verditius: Yeah

Voda: Well, he's probably where she is.

Steward: "You seem like a decent lot... " He stares at Kifaaya and Aristocritus. "Some of you."

Aristocritus Bonisagi shrugs.

Kifaaya of Verditius: "Thank you."

Steward: "It's not very proper to drop in out of the blue and demand a lady's time."

Voda: "We would be happy to wait."

"Right?"

Steward: "If she doesn't care for what you're selling it reflects poorly on me. And I've yet to see anything to convince me you are worth her time."

Zita of Mercere:  Primary Goals

- Get Parma Book

- Make Proclus Cast Aegis

Secondary Goals

- Ruin Proclus' Date

- Sell Shows [0/4]

Aristocritus Bonisagi: how's your CrTe

Zita of Mercere: - Drop Innocents Into Pits [1/43]

- Steal Wine [0/12]

* Shoes

Voda: Ok if we can't beguile him with magic then I could try stabbing him.

(To Beardbeard): The stairs lead into a dark attic. You can't make out what's up there unaided.

Kifaaya of Verditius: "If you allow me a moment, I could get changed into some of my better product, kept packed away from the elements."

"And some privacy, of course."

Zita of Mercere: "We can wait, definitely."

(From Malachiasz of Tytalus): are there torches in the lower level?

Steward: "Certainly, there's private quarters on the next floor." He nods to the guard.

(To Beardbeard): Sure.

Zita of Mercere: "Kifaaya, when we're alone, can you cast Eyes of the Cat on me? I'll take a look around, dark rooms are easier to hide in." in arabic

Kifaaya of Verditius: I nod to Zita

(To Beardbeard): The attic is cramped with a sloping roof, as seen on the Aerial map. It's full of arrows, bolts, string, other bowyer's needed

Kifaaya of Verditius: I'll go off and cast Eyes of the Cat on Zita, and also change my clothes and cast Aura of Ennobled Presence on myself.

(To Shauncat): Is your char actually a cobbler with stuff to show?

(From Malachiasz of Tytalus): any exits onto the walls?

Aristocritus Bonisagi: how's the aura here

Voda: What's the aura?

Steward: Hmm

Kifaaya of Verditius: Muto Imagem

Steward: Infernal 3

Voda: You need to always ask that question because it MIGHT be too high for you to cast a spell.

Shocking!

Zita of Mercere: Infernal 3

Oh no, Proclus

Aristocritus Bonisagi: a truly shocking Devilish aura

(To Beardbeard): I have zoomed into the map. I do not see access to the ramparts

Prudenzio of Flambeau: uh oh!

hope i don't see a demon!

(From Malachiasz of Tytalus): alright, anyone in the little area between the walls through that window?

Aristocritus Bonisagi: But enough about your ex wife ha ha

Zita of Mercere: I'm going to try and sneak off now, moving from this room upstairs across to the roofs and over to another building. The main goal is to try and locate the bedrooms.

(To Beardbeard): highlight what you mean please

Zita of Mercere: Actually she's a ghost. Please, Aristocritus.

(From Kifaaya of Verditius): My character has Craft (tailor) so she has the ability to sew stuff together like shoes.

Steward: Ok, you're on the map in the spot marked "Storehouse" right now

Voda: Hmm.

(From Malachiasz of Tytalus): circled it in the bototm map

(To Kifaaya of Verditius): Cobbling is different from tailoring but you would have access to the supplies

Voda: We probably want to get to the inner courtyard.

Zita of Mercere: The next set of buildings look bedroom-y, good place to start.

Voda: Anyone important is going to be in there.

Do you actually have shoes you can show off here, Kifaaya?

(To Beardbeard): That kinda ruined collapsed building? No one in there but it's wide open to the courtyard which has folks passing through

Aristocritus Bonisagi: i can produce a shoe

Zita of Mercere: Good luck sodales. I'm right behind you. Ahead of you. Also I'm going to look for the wine cellar as well, that's the other place I'm looking out for.

Aristocritus Bonisagi: if you're going off on your own remember you are no longer parmad

(From Kifaaya of Verditius): It's hard to pick an appropriate field since it encourages broad terms like "metalwork" to cover all uses of a material but that's harder for cloth.

Steward:

rolling 1d12 hour of the day

(

2

)

=

2

Zita of Mercere: Yep

Steward: 2pm

(From Malachiasz of Tytalus): alright, i go to the far corner of the attic and set fire to the wooden archery equipment, then run over to the window, drop my torch, and fall out

Kifaaya of Verditius: Not really. I've been trying to say this but

Voda: Ok, what's the plan masters?

Kifaaya of Verditius: I have the ability to make shoes if I were so inclined

I don't do so on a regular basis

Steward: Aristo, make some damn shoes

Kifaaya of Verditius: If a noble were to order enchanted shoes, I would make them

(To Beardbeard): Falling out into the circled spot?

Aristocritus Bonisagi: im tabbing between a pdf and two text files to figure out how to make a shoe

Steward: lol

it's just creo animal

Zita of Mercere: ars_magica.txt

(From Malachiasz of Tytalus): yeah, looks like theres a little bit of wall, enough that passerby shouldnt notice where i came from

Aristocritus Bonisagi: lemme see here

Zita of Mercere: brb 1 min

Kifaaya of Verditius: I should just have a chat with Voda and see if he can convey that I'm really more of a tailor

Steward: L5, +1 for treated product, +1 touch, +duration

Aristocritus Bonisagi: i think making a shoe instead of a pile of leather is 2 mags

i'm doing this in style though:

Voda: AFK a sec.

Aristocritus Bonisagi: wait do i have enough privacy to shout and use dramatic gestures

(To Beardbeard): Ammunition begins to burn and smolder. You jump out the 2nd story window. Roll athletics

Kifaaya of Verditius: If Aristocritus can make the shoe, I'll Creo Animal it to make them look better

Steward: Yes

Kifaaya of Verditius: I mean, Muto Animal

Malachiasz of Tytalus:

(To GM) rolling 1d10

(

8

)

=

8

Steward:

rolling 1d10

(

3

)

=

3

Aristocritus Bonisagi:

rolling (1d10!+23-3)/2+2 sponting Creo Terram

(

(

2

)

+23-3)/2+2

=

13

conf to bump it up to 15

Steward: Terram?

Kifaaya of Verditius: Is it /2 for spontaneus?

(To Beardbeard): Alright, you'

(To Beardbeard): Now roll stealth to stay hidden

Malachiasz of Tytalus:

(To GM) rolling 1d10

(

1

)

=

1

(To Beardbeard): Noice, noice

Prudenzio of Flambeau: 2 for fatiguing, /5 for non-fatiguing

Steward rolls some dice

Kifaaya of Verditius: Change something made of animal products in a major unnatural way.

Steward:

rolling 3d10

(

1

+

10

+

7

)

=

18

Aristocritus Bonisagi: base 3 (stone or glass) +1 (elaborate shape) +1 (touch) +2 (sun duration)

Kifaaya of Verditius: Levle 5 for that

Steward: are you making glass slippers?

Aristocritus Bonisagi: hell yeah.

Kifaaya of Verditius: +1 touch

Steward: that's badass

Kifaaya of Verditius: Oh nice

I guess i can't help

Steward: Ok, You've got Glass Slippers until next sundown

Kifaaya of Verditius: I could Muto COrpus myself to make my feet fit perfectly

Prudenzio of Flambeau: Neat!

(To Beardbeard): One of the workmen carrying a huge bag over his shoulders looks you right in the eyes as you land.

Aristocritus Bonisagi: and!

my sigil manifests as four streaks of color in the glass

(To Beardbeard): "Diavolo!" He shouts.

Steward: Ok, anything else you want to do before presenting?

Kifaaya of Verditius: Let's see what I can get from Creo Animal

(To Zita of Mercere): Stealth roll to move along rooftops in broad daylight plz

Kifaaya of Verditius: I'll try for Creo Animal shoes

Zita of Mercere: I'm back, is the party killing the steward

Oh good, they arent

(To GM) rolling 1d10!+4+12+3

(

7

)

+4+12+3

=

26

Prudenzio of Flambeau: Just in time.

Aristocritus Bonisagi: well we might still

(From Malachiasz of Tytalus): I open an entrance in the next building.

Kifaaya of Verditius: 5, +1 touch +1 momentary

I can't I think

Steward: Alright

Aristocritus Bonisagi: on yourself?

Kifaaya of Verditius: I knw

(To Beardbeard): You emerge into a kitchen. A maid cutting up chicken gives a yelp in surprise.

Kifaaya of Verditius: I'll

Aristocritus Bonisagi: it would be +0 momentary instead of +1 touch

Kifaaya of Verditius: Muto Corpus Animal to have nice leather shes that are fused to my feet

Voda: Ok I'm back.

(From Malachiasz of Tytalus): I smile and nod at her, grab some food, and unwelcome entrance a hole back into the back courtyard.

Steward: lol sick

Aristocritus Bonisagi: or wait that was for making shoes instead of mucoing your feet

(To Beardbeard): Into that sort of gap between the outer and inner walls, the way you came in?

Voda: You could ALSO Creo Imaginem an image of shoes on your feet.

(From Malachiasz of Tytalus): yeah

Aristocritus Bonisagi: and i meant personal instead of momentary.

Steward:

rolling 1d10!+2+6

(

9

)

+2+6

=

17

that roll was for nothing in particular

Kifaaya of Verditius:

rolling (d10+16+12+12)/2 MuAnCo

(

(

2

)

+16+12+12)/2

=

21

(To Zita of Mercere): Alright, you're on the rooftops

(To Zita of Mercere): Where to now?

Steward:

rolling 1d10!

(

1

)

=

1

Aristocritus Bonisagi: you could create an illusion of shoes on your own feet, and present your own shoes

(To Beardbeard): You leap down just fine.

(From Malachiasz of Tytalus): i run over to this area and blast a door into it

Kifaaya of Verditius: Level 15: Change an animal in a major unnatural way (for example,

claws, fangs, and scaly armored skin). Change an

living item (appropriate requisite required).

(From Zita of Mercere): I'll slowly slink across the roof, heading over to the inner courtyard where the lady's room and guest rooms would concievably be

Kifaaya of Verditius: So +1 to make that Diameter

Aristocritus Bonisagi: catch a rat and transform it to a living shoe

Voda: Diameter is only about 2 minutes.

(To Zita of Mercere): You notice smoke coming through the roof of one of the buildings

(To Zita of Mercere): And not a chimney

Kifaaya of Verditius: Mm

I could just mutate existing shoes

(From Zita of Mercere): I'll head over there, but keep a safe distance, to see what's going on inside

Prudenzio of Flambeau: I'm going to wipe my memory and make myself forget shoes exist after this.

(To Zita of Mercere): If you see that spot that beardbeard circled on the bottom map, there is a gap in buildings that cannot be crossed on rooftop

Aristocritus Bonisagi: oh endrite also made the illusion suggestion

(From Malachiasz of Tytalus): anything in this sort of miniature tower thing?

Aristocritus Bonisagi: doing a really good job of reading, here

Kifaaya of Verditius: Yeah

I don't have much Imagem

Just some formulaes that use it

Steward: it's okay I'm fussing around in whispers with other players

Voda: ;)

Steward: if I should step in and tell you guys to hurry up just let me know

(To Beardbeard): Just earth

(From Malachiasz of Tytalus): I move into the next segment.

(From Zita of Mercere): There's a wall there still, can I use athletics to walk across it? I have the Perfect Balance virtue so I can probably pull if off.

Aristocritus Bonisagi: when's mal going to invent a ritual that lets him trace a boundary and drop an entire castle into a hole

Malachiasz of Tytalus: as soon as my lab totals are high enough

i have a couple variants of that i want to make

Prudenzio of Flambeau: lets just turn invisible and start wandering around

(To Zita of Mercere): Sure. At the moment there is a crowd gathering at the foot of the collapsed building. A peasant is yammering his head off about a demon to the folks including a guardsman.

Steward: alright you want to bring your leather feet & glass slipper to the steward

?

Kifaaya of Verditius: I'll modell the shoes for two minutes

(From Malachiasz of Tytalus): assuming theres nothing here i head into the grassy courtyard at the far end

Aristocritus Bonisagi: where's a jerbiton when you need one

Kifaaya of Verditius: Either that or Muto Imagem my shoes

(To Beardbeard): Okay, there's actually a ramp of earth that leads up from your pit section into there

(To Beardbeard): moving you to bottom map

Steward: The steward ogles your shoes/feet approvingly

(From Malachiasz of Tytalus): if this place is also empty then i head up into the ruined tower

(From Zita of Mercere): Alright, I'll slip into the building with the smoke, and see what's going on inside.

Steward: "Let's see if we can make time for you. Come along with me, please."

Voda: I now regret bringing shoes into it.

(To Zita of Mercere): Roll athletics then stealth to make the leap

Kifaaya of Verditius: "One sec, I shouldn't wear these for long."

I'll try to get back into the changing room before the two minutes are up

Steward: haha ok

"What an eccentric merchant.."

Voda: "Excuse me, she makes shoes."

"We sell the shoes."

Zita of Mercere:

(To GM) rolling 1d10!+4+7+10

(

8

)

+4+7+10

=

29

Kifaaya of Verditius: Shoes are pretty comfortable when they're made of your own body.

Voda: "It's a different guild."

Steward: buffalo bill the cobbler

Zita of Mercere:

(To GM) rolling 1d10+4+12+3 stealth now

(

9

)

+4+12+3

=

28

Steward: "Right, of course."

Voda: "Thank you."

Steward: The steward and guardsman lead you out of the storehouse, any one attempting anything or just going along with it?

Kifaaya of Verditius: Next time I'll use Muto Imagem since its base 1

(To Zita of Mercere): You make the leap across and grab onto a window leading into the 2nd floor of the smoking house.

(To Zita of Mercere): It's full of smoke.

Kifaaya of Verditius: I go along with it

Aristocritus Bonisagi: i just want to make sure the glass slipper is delivered

Kifaaya of Verditius: I really do need noble clients who can afford enchanted items

Voda: I should PROBABLY go along with this.

Steward: Alright, moving the Vardian's token into the Inner Courtyard on the bottom map

You pass through a sort of tunnel thing underneath the buildings and into the next courtyard

Voda: Excellent.

Steward: There's a buzz of activity going on here. A peasant man and a woman maid of some sort of talking about demons they just saw walk through walls.

They are talking to a crowd of other laborers, and a few guardsmen who are there.

Voda: Demons???

Malachiasz of Tytalus: demons that can walk through walls huh. those crazy peasants

Steward: One of the crowd points to the top floor of a 2 story building on this courtyard. Smoke is coming through the roof tiles.

Kifaaya of Verditius: "Oh my."

(From Malachiasz of Tytalus): anyone or anything in the ruined tower?

(From Zita of Mercere): Is there any stairs visible, or are they behind a wall of smoke and fire? If they aren't visible I'll head back out before I choke to death on smoke.

Kifaaya of Verditius: "What is happening?"

(To Zita of Mercere): Nothing visible through smoke at the moment.

Steward: "A fire!"

Voda: Yikes!

Steward: He snaps orders to everyone. "Get some water! Get buckets!"

Voda: Hmm.

I'll run for some buckets and then try to lose myself.

Or I should say, get myself lost.

(To Zita of Mercere): You're going to try to leap back to the roof you came from?

Kifaaya of Verditius: I guess I should become a bird

Steward: sounds like a plan

Aristocritus Bonisagi: "What's in that building?"

Kifaaya of Verditius: I'll watch Aristocritus first

Steward: "That's the armory! Some fool must have knocked over a torch."

Voda: Oh no!

Steward: He jabs a finger at Aristocritus. "Make yourself useful! Form a bucket line."

(From Zita of Mercere): Oh, no, my plan is to climb out a window and climb onto the roof of this building, and try to find a place to get down closer to ground level again to reach the buildings on the opposite side of the inner courtyard.

(To Zita of Mercere): Okay, that's a little tricky, so Athletics first

Kifaaya of Verditius: I'll go grab a bucket

Steward: Everyone's running everywhere. It's a little chaotic all of a sudden.

Aristocritus Bonisagi: "My God! Someone may be in danger in there!"

Prudenzio of Flambeau: i'll, uh, spont a PeIg 10 spell to extinguish a fire, 4 base, +1 voice range, +1 magnitude??? idk. it might just make it smaller.

Voda: I'll try to get into the Ruined Tower.

Aristocritus Bonisagi: voice is +2

Steward: Excellent, you encounter a Malachiasz

Zita of Mercere:

(To GM) rolling 1d10!+4+7

(

2

)

+4+7

=

13

Kifaaya of Verditius: I'll go get lost in the chaos and turn into a raven

Malachiasz of Tytalus: "Ah, hello!"

Aristocritus Bonisagi ignores the steward, and heads toward the fire

Kifaaya of Verditius: And get a bird's eye view of the situation

Prudenzio of Flambeau: ah, well +2 and no on the magnitude. it'll help a little, im sure.

Voda: Hmm.

Malachiasz of Tytalus: I'm chewing on a chunk of cooked meat.

Voda: Why?

(To Zita of Mercere): Not good enough. You slip and catch, pulling yourself back into the window of the 2nd floor

Aristocritus Bonisagi: hannelore no

Voda: "Did you start the fire?"

Prudenzio of Flambeau:

rolling 1d10+18

(

9

)

+18

=

27

Steward: Here is what the interior of the ruined tower looks like:

Prudenzio of Flambeau: thats over 20.

Malachiasz of Tytalus: "Yes."

Prudenzio of Flambeau: i forgot to do the other -3 from infernal but it still works.

Voda: "Why did you do that???"

(From Zita of Mercere): Could have been worse. I have an idea, actually. I have intuition, and can't see where to go. Can I use that to guess a way through the smoke?

Voda: "Are you crazy?"

Malachiasz of Tytalus: "It was necessary under the circumstances."

(To Prudenzio of Flambeau): Does prudenzio cast with gestures and words?

Kifaaya of Verditius:

rolling 41+d10

41+

(

5

)

=

46

Voda: "What if we get stuck in here and burn to death?

"

Malachiasz of Tytalus: "Oh, that's not a problem. I can get us all out. The walls are just stone."

Aristocritus Bonisagi: that's a big number.

(From Prudenzio of Flambeau): ah. whats the penalty for silent again? -5? or bigger?

Voda: For you.

Kifaaya of Verditius: I have a focus in animal transformation

Steward: The walls have totally collapsed on one side. The window is cracked. The roof has large holes in it. Broken pews mildewed by weather exposure clutter this room.

(From Prudenzio of Flambeau): lemme look

(To Prudenzio of Flambeau): quiet is -5, silent -10, subtle gestures -2, no gestures -5

Malachiasz of Tytalus: "Looks like Proclus isn't here."

Prudenzio of Flambeau: Ok. I'm going to take that spell down -5 and not make any gestures. Hopefully what I'm saying is lost in the commotion.

Kifaaya of Verditius: Hmm

Voda: "Why would he be in a collapsed tower?"

Kifaaya of Verditius: I could use Flexible Formulae and help people out of the tower by making Cloak of Black Feathers	Touch

Prudenzio of Flambeau: wait, i can't do math. the best I can do is subtle gestures.

Malachiasz of Tytalus: "Seems as good a place as any to have an affair with some noblewoman."

Steward: that's enough for base 3 at voice range so you can reduce the size of the fire

Prudenzio of Flambeau: phew.

Kifaaya of Verditius: Does it look like there's anyone trapped in the tower from an outside aerial view?

Steward: Nope! You do see two dorks sitting there talking though

Voda: Astonishing!

Kifaaya of Verditius: Ah

Aristocritus Bonisagi: nerds.

Steward: You mean the ruined tower or the burning armory?

Prudenzio of Flambeau: there, now i don't have to worry about morality for another few sessions.

Kifaaya of Verditius: Burning to start

Steward: Ah, okay

You see Zita trying to climb from a second story window to the roof without success

Kifaaya of Verditius: I'll go over to her

And look for a place I can turn human

Aristocritus Bonisagi: i'm inside the burning building, i think

Zita of Mercere: "Hey!"

Steward: you ran in?

sorry if I missed that

Kifaaya of Verditius: "Caw."

Zita of Mercere: "I jumped in and its on fire. This is a bit annoying."

Aristocritus Bonisagi: yeah

Steward: Okay, Aristo

Kifaaya of Verditius: Can Zita talk to birds?

Steward: First floor of the building: It's a stone armory, rows of pikes and swords

Zita of Mercere: Oh

Steward: There is a large circular pit in the middle of the room, and a set of stairs to the attic

Zita of Mercere: I thought you can understand

wait no

Kifaaya of Verditius: I can understand

Zita of Mercere: i can only use tongues to speak a language being spoken to me

so im speaking

Kifaaya of Verditius: But my tongue isn't human

Zita of Mercere: italian

ahaha

Voda: Heh.

Zita of Mercere: youll need to go human if you want me to talk to you, oops

Kifaaya of Verditius: I caw "Hello. Any troubles so far?" to Zita

Zita of Mercere: I need to check HoH:TL to see if tongues lets me respond to birds

Aristocritus Bonisagi: a pit, huh

Steward: Mmhmm

Looks unsafe

Kifaaya of Verditius: Well it looks like I can turn human anyway

Since she climbed in

Voda: Did you dig a big pit, Malachiasz?

Zita of Mercere: You can understand and speak any language as long

as you are communicating directly with someone else who

is fluent in that language

Aristocritus Bonisagi: does it look like a pit that was constructed here, or a tytalean pit

Zita of Mercere: I can maybe talk to a human transformed into a bird, then

Steward: It looks Tytalean

Malachiasz of Tytalus: yes i did

Steward: There's a man at the bottom of it who isn't moving. There are swords there too, including a few stick out of the man.

Voda: Ouch.

Aristocritus Bonisagi: hmm.

Malachiasz of Tytalus: mysteries upon mysteries

Aristocritus Bonisagi: Italians sure are weird.

i'm sure that guy has a very good reason to be dead and in a pit so i'll head upstairs

Kifaaya of Verditius: Anyway I turn human and ask, "Getting around fine up here?"

Steward: The upstairs is dark and full of smoke

You make out a vague human shape in the room across the way near a window.

Zita of Mercere: "I'm lost, there's smoke everywhere."

Aristocritus Bonisagi: "Who's there!?"

Steward: its zita! wow

Kifaaya of Verditius: Hmmm

Zita of Mercere: "Urgghh, I want to get out but I might slip."

Voda: Fuuuu

Aristocritus Bonisagi: who could have predicted this!

Kifaaya of Verditius: I guess eyes of the cat doesn't help with smoke

Steward: The attic is full of arrows, crossbow bolts and other archer's supply. Something is smoldering but you can't see a visible fire.

Kifaaya of Verditius: And it's too specific to give you eyes of the bat as a formula

Voda: It's so dark and fiery there's no way my sodales can help me!

Huh?

Malachiasz of Tytalus: i dont think theres many eyes you could use that can see through smoke

Zita of Mercere: You need to assume the pits arent from malach, in order to facillitate the thorsby farce

Voda: Sure you could.

Kifaaya of Verditius: Eyes of the Cat is level 5, I might be able to hit it with /5

Voda: You'd want an Auram spell that allows you to see through vapor.

Kifaaya of Verditius: Not Eyes of the Bat then

Ears of the Bat

Smoke doesn't affect soundwaves

Zita of Mercere: "Alright, here's the plan. Uh."

"Let's find out where the bedrooms are and burst in on Proclus."

Kifaaya of Verditius:

rolling (d10+41)/5

(

(

1

)

+41)/5

=

8.4

Oops

Voda: Bats don't have any kind of interesting ears.

Awwww yes.

Steward:

rolling 3d10

(

1

+

2

+

1

)

=

4

Zita of Mercere: Bud Light + Pitbull = here we go

Steward: booyah

Zita of Mercere: oh noooooooo

Aristocritus Bonisagi: holy moly

Zita of Mercere: TWILIGHT

TWILIGHT

Prudenzio of Flambeau: ololol

Steward: alright now I gotta adjust these rolls for the new scale annoyingly

Voda: Pwnt.

Steward: Twilight Avoidance

Stamina + concentration + Vim Form Bonus + stress die

vs. Warping Score + warping points gained (2) + enigmatic wisdom + local aura (3) + stress die

Kifaaya of Verditius:

rolling d10+2

(

6

)

+2

=

8

Voda: It's a stress die, so it'd be 1d10!

Steward: You don't have any concentration?

Kifaaya of Verditius: No

Steward: What's your score in Vim? Your form bonus is that /5 (rounded up)

Kifaaya of Verditius: 0

Steward: Good shit.

Aristocritus Bonisagi: cranked

Steward: Opposing roll

rolling 1d10!+0+2+3+0

(

4

)

+0+2+3+0

=

9

Prudenzio of Flambeau: lmgso

Zita of Mercere: In twilight you go completely catatonic

Prudenzio of Flambeau: good.

Zita of Mercere: Oh god

I'm going to be stuck

With carrying you out

Steward: Well, she's got no warping points so it might be a short trip

Zita of Mercere: Yeah but a short trip is still hours I think

Steward: Time to comprehend twilight! Roll: Intelligence + Enigmatic Wisdom + Stress Die

Voda: Possibly.

Also the spell fails in a spectacular fashion.

Steward:

rolling 1d10!+0 opposing roll

(

7

)

+0

=

7

Kifaaya of Verditius:

rolling 3+d10

3+

(

3

)

=

6

Aristocritus Bonisagi: the shortest trip is just a second i think

Kifaaya of Verditius: Nice rolls today

Steward: The base time is Diameter (2 minutes)

Voda: If you're using Johns' spreadsheet be warned: it uses the Arts table to calculate your Warping Score instead of the Ability table.

Steward: So, this happens:

Kifaaya attempts to cast a spell. She suddenly turns gray and stops moving. A sound like a million flapping bat wings emerges everywhere.

Zita of Mercere: "Oh dear.

"

"Uh, uh, oh dear."

Steward: All the mundanes nearby start screaming and looking around for non existent bats

Voda: I hate bats!

"AAAAAAAAAaaaaaa!!"

Steward: Anyway, Kifaaya is out of action for a little bit. (Please note you took 2 warping points)

Aristocritus Bonisagi: "Christ!"

Zita of Mercere: "Okay, Zita, you can think of something. The other magi will come pick her up, they'll know what to do."

Kifaaya of Verditius: Ok

Zita of Mercere: "In the meantime."

I try scrambling onto the roof again

Aristocritus Bonisagi:

rolling (1d10!+19-3)/2+2 sponting InAu

(

(

3

)

+19-3)/2+2

=

11.5

Malachiasz of Tytalus: can zita even carry kifaaya

or is she just gonna fall/lay unconscious in the fire

Zita of Mercere:

rolling 1d10!+4+7

(

6

)

+4+7

=

17

Voda: She can't be carried, maybe.

Zita of Mercere: There's only smoke, the magi are heading up there anyway

Voda: She's in Twilight and cannot be effected by the real world.

Aristocritus Bonisagi: making vision unhindered by the air for diameter duration

Zita of Mercere: In fact aristocritus already did?

I think

Steward: Alright Aristo you can see through the smoke easily

The fire has been reduced by Prudenzio to a spatter of smoldering embers in a large pile of arrows and feathers

Kifaaya of Verditius: I can get out by myself once I come to

I have wings

Zita of Mercere: Aristocritus sees a human figure in smoke, then hears chanting and then a million bats at once. He finds his ally unconcious.

Please, cumthinker

Begin the thorsby farce

Steward: She's not quite unconscious

Malachiasz of Tytalus: hm. a cacophony of wings was heard and poor kifaaya is laying unconscious in the smoke. clearly theres a demon here

Steward: She's standing there like a statue phased out of time of space

Voda: I mean possibly, failing to Comprehend Twilight gives you a Twilight Scar.

Aristocritus Bonisagi: well you crept into a building and then the other guy infiltrating the castle set it on fire as a distraction

so we are well into thorsby mode

Aristocritus Bonisagi coughs.

Aristocritus Bonisagi: "Zita?"

Voda: This happened while we were coming up with a plan to sell fake shoes.

Prudenzio of Flambeau: good.

Steward: Ah

Zita of Mercere: I'm on the roof now

Steward: Zita gets onto the roof

The roof is not on fire but there's plenty of smoke hiding you

Aristocritus Bonisagi: well heck.

Zita of Mercere: Ahahaha

Steward: We do need some water, don't let this motherfucker burn

Zita of Mercere: We havent

Engaged with the adventure at all

Aristocritus Bonisagi: it's fine. probably.

Zita of Mercere: this is all us

Steward: Hey it's just Endrite's character's life on the line

Voda: Yeah, no big deal.

Zita of Mercere: Exactly, that's why we've been so flippant.

Malachiasz of Tytalus: johns wipes his brow as he stares at the 2 sentences of notes he wrote for the session

Prudenzio of Flambeau: lol

Zita of Mercere: Anyway I'll clamber across the ruined tower, running along the wall there, and use it to get down to ground level.

Across to it, I should say

johns (GM): Alright

Zita of Mercere: Perfect Balance gives +10 to athletics rolls to do that, aha

Voda: Awwww yeah.

Perfect Balance getting the REAL Value today!

devil's fav demon: i keep getting called away by my family hooray neet life. brb.

good job zita.

Zita of Mercere: I thought this virtue would be filler but hell

Aristocritus Bonisagi: hmm

Zita of Mercere: When it's useful

It's really useful

Aristocritus Bonisagi: bad timing as usual, but, brb

johns (GM): lol

(From Aristocritus Bonisagi): AFK

Kifaaya of Verditius: Yeah I get a detrimental Twilight Scar it seems

johns (GM): Think of something weird for a scar

Or we can field suggestions from other

Zita you're heading to the  ruined tower  ??

Kifaaya of Verditius: I'll take someone else's suggestion most likely

Malachiasz of Tytalus: the metagamer refuge

Kifaaya of Verditius: I'm not masochistic enough to pick a good one

Voda: Hmm.

Zita of Mercere: The  Ruined Tower  yes

Voda: She sheds cat hair, despite not having any on her body.

johns (GM): Cool

& cool

Kifaaya of Verditius: Cool

Zita of Mercere: Shauncat

Voda: Obviously, not a lot of cat hair, but some.

johns (GM): Alright, you three are in the Ruined Tower.

excuse me

The Ruined Tower

Kifaaya of Verditius: Let's see if I get enough points for a mystic flaw

Malachiasz of Tytalus: "Ah, hello!"

Kifaaya of Verditius:

rolling d10+2

(

3

)

+2

=

5

Malachiasz of Tytalus: "Were you able to find the book?"

johns (GM): that's 7 total

it could be a flaw if you want

waiut nm

5 total

Kifaaya of Verditius: The +2 includes the 2 from before

I can still shed

It's just not a Flaw

johns (GM): Alright

Kifaaya, you experience a mindblowing trip through the Magical realm of Auram

Wading through a field of hot, scalding steam

You emerge back in the attic full of smoke, cognizant of the mundane world once more

Zita of Mercere: "Hi."

I'm still up on the wall

"How's it going, sodales?"

Voda: You can use Confidence Points on your Twilight rolls, right?

johns (GM): yeah

Zita of Mercere: I don't see why not

Kifaaya of Verditius: I'll dock Animal by 5XP

Voda: Uh, you lose twice as much XP as you gained warping points.

Malachiasz of Tytalus: "Oh, not very well. I was hoping Proclus would be here but it seems not."

Kifaaya of Verditius: Ah

Malachiasz of Tytalus: "And Voda seems upset over something."

Kifaaya of Verditius: Losing Eyes of the Cat would be better then

That's 5 mag total

Zita of Mercere: "Why would he be in this tower?"

Malachiasz of Tytalus: I shrug.

Zita of Mercere: "That's silly. He'll be in, you know, the bedroom."

johns (GM): it seems thematically appropriate

Zita of Mercere: "Ehehehe."

Voda: "I'm not totally sure."

Malachiasz of Tytalus: "Oh, you're right. I wonder if the bedroom is over here."

Voda: "Did you find any bedrooms?"

Malachiasz of Tytalus: I unwelcome entrance a hole in the wall between the tower and that adjacent building.

Zita of Mercere: "All I found was smoke, some idiot set the armoury on fire."

Kifaaya of Verditius: I can squeeze relearning it in with a season where I learn Echolocation as a formulae and not repeat this experience

Voda: Echolocation doesn't exist in Mythic Europe.

Malachiasz of Tytalus: "Oh, I see. That is unfortunate."

Kifaaya of Verditius: I think they invented bats by 1332

Voda: Yeah but medieval bats just saw with their eyes.

Kifaaya of Verditius: Ok

It's plain ol Eye of the Bat then

Voda: Isn't that just Eyes of the Bat?

Kifaaya of Verditius: Yes

johns (GM): You come into a large reception hall of some sort, empty at the moment

Voda: I mean Eyes of the Cat.

Perfect, this is exactly where we can lay out all our shoes.

Malachiasz of Tytalus: "Hm."

Any stairways to a second floor?

Kifaaya of Verditius: If Eyes of the Cat penetrated smoke Zita would have never had trouble seeing in the first place

Because she already had me cast it on her

Malachiasz of Tytalus: I investigate the Mysterious Goo upon the stairs.

Voda: Seeing through smoke isn't a natural capability of humans or animals.

Malachiasz of Tytalus: Is it an arcane connection to Proclus?

johns (GM): Looks like lamp oil

Not unless he's a lamp

Voda: So you'd use Auram here, I think.

Zita of Mercere: They could have broken his parma and transmuted him into a lamp

Kifaaya of Verditius: Bats see in absolute darkness

Zita of Mercere: We should hurry

Kifaaya of Verditius: Cats don't

devil's fav demon: Lamp maintenance is falling hard around here.

Malachiasz of Tytalus: I head further up the stairwell.

johns (GM): Anyway on the second floor are quite a few doors, one with a guardsman posted outside

Voda: Yeah because bats have superior eyes.

Malachiasz of Tytalus: actually

hm

Voda: Or maybe they use demonic powers.

Malachiasz of Tytalus: is the floor made of stone here

Voda: I don't know I'm not a philospher.

johns (GM): yup

Zita of Mercere: On this note, I'm heading into that building too

But I'm having subtlety

And not running in breaking everything like a certain pole

Malachiasz of Tytalus: I say to my sodales, "He's probably being kept past that guard. Should I dispatch him?"

Kifaaya of Verditius: I turn into a raven and follow the party

johns (GM): malach is a pole? disgusting

Zita of Mercere: His native language is polish, the devil's tongue

johns (GM): hmm

he can't have a positive Int score then

better readjust your characteristics

Malachiasz of Tytalus: no... no!!

Aristocritus Bonisagi: back

johns (GM): welcome.

Aristocritus Bonisagi: ty.

Voda: That's to balance your high level racial bonus of being able to pretend to be white.

Malachiasz of Tytalus: thats it

I spont the stone version of pit of the gaping earth on this guard

rolling 1d10!+36

(

8

)

+36

=

44

johns (GM): poles get +2 awareness (specialty: mud)

Prudenzio of Flambeau: lol

johns (GM): alright he falls through the floor

and takes

rolling 1d10!+4

(

5

)

+4

=

9

Malachiasz of Tytalus: "Quickly, quickly."

johns (GM): 3 damage

Prudenzio of Flambeau: that seemed like a real flamethrower to an anthill move.

creo ignem, im sorry.

Zita of Mercere: "Oh no, oh no this is definitely not subtle."

Malachiasz of Tytalus: I unwelcome entrance into the room he was guarding.

Voda: Can we actually get up the stairs now or is there a pit in the way?

Zita of Mercere: It has a door you monster

Malachiasz of Tytalus: yeah

johns (GM): You blow open part of the wall.

Malachiasz of Tytalus: but this guy was in front of it

Kifaaya of Verditius: Hmmm, Thomas Aquinas observed bats

Malachiasz of Tytalus: and now theres a pit where he was

johns (GM): It's an elegant bedroom full of lace and satin and other finery. Proclus is collapsed on the floor.

Zita of Mercere: It doesnt blow open holes, by the way Johns, it just opens a door shaped hole temporarily

While you concentrate

johns (GM): Artistic license

Malachiasz of Tytalus: "Mission complete."

Zita of Mercere: And then it seals shut with no indication anything is amiss

Malachiasz of Tytalus: I wake Proclus up.

johns (GM): Awesome.

Zita of Mercere: "Oh no, she's run him ragged."

johns (GM): Proclus is here at -4 fatigue.

flashback time

Malachiasz of Tytalus: Is there a torch in the room?

johns (GM): Last night, Proclus and his two bodyguard grogs were summoned by a letter to Farnese manner

Proclus of Rome: Yes but it's in the past and unless you're Merlin you can't make it burn backwards.

Lord Farnese: At dinner: "Strange things have been happening around the castle, Proclus. I wanted to attribute it to just bad luck but.."

"Accidents. Floors collapsing. Dead crows being found where no bird should be."

Proclus of Rome: "That is truly terrible."

"If you were to ask my expert opinion, it is probably a fairy tormenting you."

Zita of Mercere: Floors collapsing. Pits opening. Rooms setting themselves on fire.

Kifaaya of Verditius: "I answer that, Since everything is knowable according as it is actual, God, Who is pure act without any admixture of potentiality, is in Himself supremely knowable. But what is supremely knowable in itself, may not be knowable to a particular intellect, on account of the excess of the intelligible object above the intellect; as, for example, the sun, which is supremely visible, cannot be seen by the bat by reason of its excess of light." -Aquinas

So the bat's eyes get BETTER the more darkness there is

Lord Farnese: "I thought such things were just peasant's talk."

Kifaaya of Verditius: Good spell

Zita of Mercere: Damn, she's right

Proclus of Rome: "Oh no, fairies are real."

"They delight in causing mischief."

Malachiasz of Tytalus: aquinas huh, one of those new age philosophers

Kifaaya of Verditius: He lived a century before Kifaaya

Malachiasz of Tytalus: lets see what aristotle says buddy

Zita of Mercere: Yes... let's listen to greeks... ha ha

Proclus of Rome: "They are only interested in distracting men from devotion to God."

Aristocritus Bonisagi: [shouted from outside] greeks ftw

Kifaaya of Verditius: lol

Malachiasz of Tytalus: geeks ftw. haha. bonisagi

Lord Farnese: "Can you rid me of them? Name your price."

Proclus of Rome: "Hmm, it depends on how powerful the fairy is, but if it has not yet revealed itself I would estimate that I could remove it for a mere 15 Mythic Pounds."

"Of course, if it is more tenacious, I may have to call on my colleagues."

Lord Farnese: nice court wizardry scrub

Proclus of Rome: Hey man, I'm not going to insult him by refusing a gift.

Lord Farnese: Some business talk follows

Hannelore is quiet the whole time but whispers something to Lord Farnese after about an hour into the meal. He looks as though he just remembered something.

Proclus of Rome: I'll try to draw this out so I can spend more time with Hannelore.

Lord Farnese: "Some of the servants have been talking about strange noises and movement in the wine cellar, but only occurring when they go down alone. Can you begin your investigation there?"

Proclus of Rome: "Certainly."

"Make sure I am left alone, I don't want the fairy to know that anything is amiss."

Lord Farnese: You are shown the stairs down.

Proclus of Rome: Nice.

Lord Farnese: Do you ENTER THE WINE CELLAR?

Proclus of Rome: >Yes.

Lord Farnese: Alright.

You head down the stairs. At the bottom is a small wine cellar. Nothing seems out of the ordinary.

Aristocritus Bonisagi: (but thou hast!)

Lord Farnese: I am NOT liesmith, id o not railroad my players

although this is a little weird since we're dealing with temporal causality here

anyway

After a few moments, Hannelore walks  through  the wall into the room.

Proclus of Rome: "Hello."

Zita of Mercere: You can break the railraod if you want

It's like if you kill ocelot in mgs3

Kifaaya of Verditius: I like railroading when it's like, the moon is going to crash into Termina in 3 days

Aristocritus Bonisagi: defy the heavens proclus

Malachiasz of Tytalus: break yourself out in the flashback

Lord Farnese: She quickly gushes with emotion and pours out statements of her love for Proclus, begging forgiveness for her past coldness, explaining the need for their love to remain a secret

Proclus of Rome: Only I can, because of course you are all in Vardian's Tomb living the high life.

"That's wonderful to hear my darling, but how did you walk through the wall?"

Hannelore: She laughs. "I finally have power like you! We can be together as we were meant to!"

"Watch --"

and she fades first incorporeally through a table, then invisible out of sight

Proclus of Rome: Hmm.

Hannelore: A small trail of sulforous slime in her wake.

Proclus of Rome: She isn't dead is she?

I guess that wouldn't make sense.

Hannelore: She reappears corporeally and laughs hysterically with delight.

Zita of Mercere: This seems like a great deal

Go for it

Proclus of Rome: "Fascinating. I have been meaning to make a study of hedge magic in Italian traditions."

Hannelore: Do you have any magic lore?

Proclus of Rome: Yes.

Hannelore: Intriguing! Roll or take 5 on it

with Int

Proclus of Rome:

rolling 1d10 + 5 + 2

(

6

)

+5+2

=

13

I'll spend a confidence point to increase to 18.

(To Proclus of Rome): These abilities she is showing strongly resemble what the Nightwalkers are believed to be capable of. You have heard that Nightwalkers are born into their tradition and none can be trained into it

Hannelore passes a note to a player

Proclus of Rome: "Fascinating. Most think that the Nightwalkers are mere stories to frighten apprentices, but to meet someone who has actually learned their secrets is a true privilege."

(To Proclus of Rome): You'll also know that while in their dreamwalking state, the nightwalker's real body is somewhere else

(From Proclus of Rome): Ok.

Hannelore: "I've found so much power, Proclus. Real magic!"

"To change lives and destiny, to defy those who oppose me.."

Proclus of Rome: "Yes, it is a heavy burden to bear such responsibility, but I know that you have the wisdom to handle it."

Zita of Mercere: Get in there, Proclus

We're all rooting for you

(To Proclus of Rome): Guile or Charm if you're just playing along

(From Proclus of Rome): Well, sort of.

Hannelore: "My father would never understand... He keeps trying to match me with all those sad excuses of suitors."

Proclus of Rome:

(To GM) rolling 1d10 + 1 +7

(

5

)

+1+7

=

13

Hannelore: "None of them knew real power like you or I did."

"I rid them all of course."

Proclus of Rome: "They were quite shabby and, if I may say, not worthy of your beauty."

"I know that fellow Nunzio was quite persistent."

Hannelore: She laughs and looks delighted.

"Nunzio, Scarpia, Knights and Lordlings alike..."

Zita of Mercere: https://pbs.twimg.com/media/C5nnEeWWAAAJwBR.jpg

Hannelore: "All fall prey to unfortunate little accidents in the end! Haha."

Proclus of Rome: "I suppose the fate of knights is to die in service to their lords."

"But I can't say that I appreciate how many have been sent to death for you."

Hannelore: "For us," she persists.

Proclus of Rome: "That's why I propose we marry as soon as possible, to prevent further suitors from bedeviling you."

Hannelore: She looks ecstatic.

Then sours. "My father never cared for you.. I can manipulate him for a time but.."

"Let's get rid of him. Then we can truly be together!"

Proclus of Rome: "I believe that I can acquit myself in your father's eyes."

"After all, I am quite an accomplished man in Rome."

Hannelore: "Even if you can, he deserves to pay for all the time he kept us apart."

"Sending me to Paris to be away from you and that shabby little potion maker friend of yours... Arranging so many suitors.."

Proclus of Rome: "Love is the best revenge."

"We could run away and get married tonight."

"I know a priest in Rome who owes me a favor."

Hannelore: She looks at Proclus suspiciously.

"Why are you so afraid of death all of a sudden?"

Proclus of Rome: "Murder is a sin, especially the murder of your father-in-law."

Hannelore: "Who cares!" she shouts.

Proclus of Rome: "I care, I wouldn't want to taint our future with a grievous sin against God."

"You might even come to regret it."

"Even if you worked all your life, you would never be able to bring your father back from his final reward."

"And it could be quite a long life indeed.

"

Hannelore: "I refuse! I won't let anyone get between us again!"

Zita of Mercere: Why dont you use magic to change his mind, wizard

Proclus of Rome: "Nothing is capable of standing between love."

Hannelore: She stands up and scratches a cut into her arm with a pin.

Aristocritus Bonisagi: that would be a sin!

Proclus of Rome: That would also be wrong.

Also it wouldn't last.

Hannelore: "Woman cloth of sun, moon under her feet, a crown of twelve stars, you are mine!"

and I already looked at Proclus' MR on his sheet so

that's where Proclus' memory ends until some ugly jerk is waking him up off the floor

Proclus of Rome: Are you the guy who keeps moving my stat tab?

Hannelore: No.

BACK IN THE PRESENT

Proclus of Rome: "What's going on?"

"Where am I?"

And so forth.

Malachiasz of Tytalus: "Where's the book!"

johns (GM): wheres the money lebowski

Aristocritus Bonisagi: https://pbs.twimg.com/media/C5lIcJaVMAEIDBD.jpg

Proclus of Rome: "Which book?"

johns (GM): lmao cthinker what the heck is that

Malachiasz of Tytalus: "The parma book you took! At least put it back before heading out to plough some harlot!"

Proclus of Rome: "Don't talk about Hannelore like that!"

"She's just excitable."

(From Aristocritus Bonisagi): Back

Zita of Mercere: "Yeah, be nicer about his girlfriend."

"That's just rude."

(From Proclus of Rome): Do I actually have the book?

Malachiasz of Tytalus: "Regardless, we don't have much time. Let's get the book and get out before the guard gets help, that fall didn't kill him."

(To Proclus of Rome): You left it in your lab

Zita of Mercere: "So, lying knocked out on the floor. Long night, huh?" I nudge Proclus

Proclus of Rome: "Oh that?"

"I left that in my lab yesterday."

Malachiasz of Tytalus: "Ah, alright."

Proclus of Rome: "I forgot to return it to the library and by the time I remembered I was already halfway here."

Zita of Mercere: "Wow. There was no reason for us to come here and get you. Ha ha ha."

Proclus of Rome: "Why didn't you just look for it in there?"

Zita of Mercere: "Breaking into a fellow magi's lab would be rude. We did the good thing instead."

Malachiasz of Tytalus: "I would have but some people get upset when I root through other people's labs."

"Anyway, let's get going."

Zita of Mercere: "On that note, the estate is on fire and half of it full of pits."

Proclus of Rome: "Wait, I think I might have killed someone."

Zita of Mercere: I sigh "Really? Who?"

Malachiasz of Tytalus: "I killed at least one myself, don't worry about it."

Kifaaya of Verditius: "I was hoping to leave a better impression on the nobles here, but I suppose at least being welcomed in by the steward is better than should be expected."

Proclus of Rome: "I am FAIRLY certain that Hannelore managed to convince me to murder her father."

"We should ask her."

Malachiasz of Tytalus: "Wow. Your price for murder is one night in bed?"

Proclus of Rome: "Bed?"

Malachiasz of Tytalus: "Well, floor. Look, if you like it rough then I'm not judging. Let's just go."

Proclus of Rome: "Oh no, it's not like that."

"We aren't married."

Kifaaya of Verditius gasps

Proclus of Rome: "Oh unless she had me marry her using her magic."

Malachiasz of Tytalus: excuse me kifaaya is not here!!

Proclus of Rome: "I'm not sure that would be a binding marriage, however."

Zita of Mercere: "You should probably get married, then."

Kifaaya of Verditius: Sorry

Malachiasz of Tytalus: you dont know the meaning of sorry. not yet

Proclus of Rome: "That's what I told her, but she wouldn't marry me until I killed her father."

Malachiasz of Tytalus: "So you killed him and now you're hitched. Congratulations."

Proclus of Rome: "Which it appears I may have done."

"Is that how things work in Poland?"

Kifaaya of Verditius: I thougth we gathered the party before venturing forth but I guess whatever actually happened will be more itneresting

Aristocritus Bonisagi: i'm using my leadership ability to get this fire put out.

Proclus of Rome: "Here in civilized lands we require a priest to perform a marriage ceremony, to sanctify the marriage in the eyes of God."

Malachiasz of Tytalus: "That's stupid."

(To Proclus of Rome): You have been given the Obsessed Flaw, with the target: Hannelore

Zita of Mercere: "It's really romantic. You meet a girl, her father forbids marriage, you kill him after she magically forces you to. A classic."

(From Proclus of Rome): What's the change?

(To Proclus of Rome): Doh hoh hoh

Proclus of Rome: "But this is besides the point, we should find here immediately."

johns (GM): Sure Aristocritus

Malachiasz of Tytalus: "Magic? He got drunk Zita. He got drunk and killed a man, we've all been there."

Kifaaya of Verditius: Anyway Zita's here and she waited for me to come ot

johns (GM): No one questions the strange Greek man with a magical air ordering the bucket brigade and the fire is quenched easily

Aristocritus Bonisagi: lol

Kifaaya of Verditius: So yes I would've been able to follow

Aristocritus Bonisagi: I'm just that good.

Proclus of Rome: He's Greek, he knows how to handle a flamer.

Zita of Mercere: "Ah so she used  that  sort of magic, ehe."

Aristocritus Bonisagi: jesus.

Proclus of Rome: "Yes, I believe she learned it from the Nightwalkers."

"Very exciting!"

Malachiasz of Tytalus: "We can sit here and mock Proclus all we want but it won't take long to put out the fires and get the entirety of the guards over here."

johns (GM): Ah yeah about that

You dropped the guard 1 floor

Proclus of Rome: "However, I do think that we should find her before she can cause more harm."

johns (GM): So it's really only a matter of seconds until more show up

Zita of Mercere: "Alright, alright, let's find the lady and split. Come on, let's get you out."

I help Proclus to his feet and out the room

Malachiasz of Tytalus: "Proclus. I'll tell you all about it when we get back. But I'm sure I caused more harm than this lady ever could."

johns (GM): Heavy footsteps are trudging up the stairway towards the hallway adjoining the lady's bedroom

Proclus of Rome: "Oh no, her father is dead."

"That must be quite difficult for her to deal with."

Malachiasz of Tytalus: I pick Proclus up and drag him over to the wall, then open up a door.

"Quickly now, let's get out."

Proclus of Rome: Uh, that's a grapple attack.

"What is the meaning of this?"

"The guards should know where she is."

Malachiasz of Tytalus: "They're going to kill us, Proclus."

Proclus of Rome: "It's just a matter of explaining everything."

Zita of Mercere: "The guards are probably upset about everything this big idiot's been doing."

Proclus of Rome: "Why would they do that?"

Malachiasz of Tytalus: "I started a fire and dropped a man into an 18 foot hole while swords rained down on him."

Proclus of Rome: "Oh well, I'm sure he'll be fine."

Malachiasz of Tytalus: "No, he's quite dead. That's why I added an extra 9 feet."

Proclus of Rome: "Why would you murder one of my fiance's guards?"

"That's horrible."

Malachiasz of Tytalus: "Self defense."

Proclus of Rome: "Then I'm sure you can explain everything."

"Once we sort everything out, we'll all be happier for it."

Malachiasz of Tytalus: I sigh and stare at the door.

Ready to shout.

Zita of Mercere: "Hmmm."

"I've thought about it, and I do not want to get cut to pieces."

Proclus of Rome: "You know, I can talk to corpses."

Zita of Mercere: unprompted

Malachiasz of Tytalus: "Interesting. I'll be sure to curse you if you do it to me."

Proclus of Rome: "I'm sure once we corroborate your story then the guards here will be willing to forgive you."

"Maybe you should leave though."

Malachiasz of Tytalus: "They're going to kill you on sight!"

Proclus of Rome: "Why?"

Malachiasz of Tytalus: "Whoever is in this room is going to die."

johns (GM): Whomst'dv'ever

Proclus of Rome: "I've been here since yesterday."

"I

Zita of Mercere: "Let's just think calmly about it."

Malachiasz of Tytalus: "Alright. I'll go then. Do I have permission to retrieve that tract?"

Proclus of Rome: m trying to find a fairy who has been causing trouble."

"Oh of course."

Aristocritus Bonisagi: aura: reason 4

Malachiasz of Tytalus: "Alright."

I open up a door in the wall facing the exterior of the complex

Proclus of Rome: "Though now that I think of it it was probably Hannelore."

johns (GM): There are footsteps outside the door.

Malachiasz of Tytalus: And hop out

johns (GM): Okay

Malachiasz of Tytalus: good luck

Prudenzio of Flambeau: i'm with him.

see ya.

johns (GM): Malach leaps out!

And Prudenzio!

Proclus of Rome: Bye.

johns (GM): Zita?

Zita of Mercere: "I thought calmly, and I still don't want to die. Good luck, sodales!" I climb out the window

johns (GM): Hm.

Prudenzio of Flambeau: i keep getting pulled away and missing parts that i can't easily load the entire chatlog and scroll back to, so im just kind of along for the ride now.

johns (GM): :(

Malachiasz of Tytalus: theres a party split and you have joined the rude murderer side

johns (GM): Anyone left in Proclus' room?

Prudenzio of Flambeau: Sounds like the right side for Prudenzio.

Proclus of Rome: Me.

Malachiasz of Tytalus: and judging by the layout of the complex youre probably falling about 30 feet

Kifaaya of Verditius: I'm not sure where I am

Aristocritus Bonisagi: lol

Zita of Mercere: I'm hanging out outside the window, listening to see what's happening to Proclus, while making me way out

Proclus of Rome: Actually memory magic is probably pretty useful here.

Zita of Mercere: Uh you and Artistocritus are

still at the armory?

I think

Kifaaya of Verditius: Okay

Aristocritus Bonisagi: "Too bad about the cat hair thing."

Zita of Mercere:

rolling 1d10!+4

(

9

)

+4

=

13

I see

I head for the wine cellars

Kifaaya of Verditius: "I'll put some sheets over my furniture."

Zita of Mercere: That was a personality roll

Kifaaya of Verditius: "I'm sure Voda won't mind cleaning them."

johns (GM): Cool

You are accosted by a woman who floats through the wall

Zita of Mercere: Johns I think we might be the worst PCs.

"Ahh!"

"Oh, hello lady hannelore."

Hannelore: "Stay away from my Proclus!"

Kifaaya of Verditius: "The cat hair might be useful in my research."

Zita of Mercere: "Wait, wait! We just wanted to find out where he left a book!"

"He's back at the bedroom, lady hannelore."

Hannelore: "Liar!" she screams.

Voda: I wouldn't count on it, Kifaaya.

Kifaaya of Verditius: I didn't write down a sigil so I decided all my spells have a feline aspect to them

Hannelore: good sigil

Voda: Kitty-Cat Arab.

(To Zita of Mercere): What is Zita's stam?

Zita of Mercere: "It's the truth. Wasn't I there to help Proclus rescue you from Nunzio?"

Hannelore: ah shit wait

is zita in man disguise?

Zita of Mercere: Oh

Malachiasz of Tytalus: zito

Zita of Mercere: right yeah, I never removed that

Hannelore: lol welp

Zita of Mercere: what does that mean

Malachiasz of Tytalus: well she doesnt think proclus is gay

Aristocritus Bonisagi: muezza of verditius

Hannelore: "Begone thief!"

Malachiasz of Tytalus: so its probably better for you

Zita of Mercere: I can flip it off if relevant, he mentioned nightwalkers and ive got magic lore

In fact I wanna roll to see uh

Well, what they are

He did mention them by name

Hannelore: Sure.

Int+Magic Lore

Proclus of Rome: I mean you know Hannelore so I think it's up to you to decide if it's relevant.

Kifaaya of Verditius: I think while I'm re-researching Eyes of the Cat, I'm going to make a spell to turn grogs into pack elephants.

Zita of Mercere:

rolling 1d10-1+8

(

8

)

-1+8

=

15

Hannelore: Do you have the book Magi of Hermes shaun

Kifaaya of Verditius: Most likely

Hannelore: there's an example magus in there with a lot of spells about animal transformation

Kifaaya of Verditius: Cool

I could get several down with my MuCoAn lab total

Proclus of Rome: MuCo(An)

Hannelore: Zita you've heard of the Nightwalkers, allegedly people born with a caul who take material forms in their sleep... Sounds a bit silly doesn it

Kifaaya of Verditius: Yeah, parenthesis on An

Zita of Mercere: Ah, so she's asleep then?

Aristocritus Bonisagi: mu koan

Zita of Mercere: "Proclus misses you, he's back at the bedroom."

Hannelore: as Zita or as Zito?

Kifaaya of Verditius: I think I found the guy you mean, ALexander of Jerbiton

Zita of Mercere: Uhhh. Well, wait

I said hey I helped you before

so I turned it off

I'm Zita

Hannelore: Got it.

Kifaaya of Verditius: There's info on Camel form here

Proclus of Rome: It's good stuff.

Hannelore: She howls blasphemies about cursing the cross, Jesus son of a whore, etc.

(From Zita of Mercere): Oh right, my stamina is 1

Hannelore: "Thy Health Shall Shrivel Like Straw in a Flame!"

You are suddenly wracked with sharp pain your chest and a hacking cough.

(To Zita of Mercere): Your stamina is now -1

Zita of Mercere: Wait

Wait is this

A disease

A magical one

Hannelore: Nope

Zita of Mercere: Is that the effect

Uh

How am I coughing then

Kifaaya of Verditius: I could get back Eyes of the Cat and the camel spell in one season

Proclus of Rome: Bad air.

Zita of Mercere: I have Greater Immunity (Disease).

Hannelore: That is an element of the maleficium's effect.

Proclus of Rome: I bet you could even do more than that if you EXPERIMENTED>

Zita of Mercere: It applies to magical effects too

Aristocritus Bonisagi: a truly shocking aura washes over you and you cough up blood

Hannelore: The core effect is to reduce the victim's stamina by 2 points, to no less than -1.

Kifaaya of Verditius: I'll probably experiment, yeah

Proclus of Rome: It could be caused by breathing in smoke.

Which causes damage unrelated to disease.

Zita of Mercere: Is that permanent?

Hannelore: Who knows!

What are you doing right now though?

Zita of Mercere: Well now

I'm going to leg it

Hannelore: Good shit.

Zita of Mercere: I go looking for Proclus to keep his girlfriend in check

Actually

I'm going to find where she's sleeping

And slap her awake for that

Fucker

Give me back my stamina

johns (GM): Well, you were in her bedroom a few minutes ago and she wasn't there

Proclus of Rome: Return my stamina, Italian.

Zita of Mercere: Nightwalkers, are they affectable by

Mentem?

johns (GM): Possibly

Zita of Mercere: "Prudenzio! I need some help."

johns (GM): Prudenzio bailed lol

Prudenzio of Flambeau: he'

s outside.

whoops.

Malachiasz of Tytalus: yeah

hes falling 30 feet

johns (GM): outside the castle right?

Prudenzio of Flambeau: prudenzio turns around mid-air and teleports back into the room

Aristocritus Bonisagi: oh yeah

the part where everyone jumped out a window to their deaths never got resolved

johns (GM): lol

I wasn't quite sure what to say about it

Alright it's a bit late so I suggest this

Zita of Mercere: I climbed down, I'm athletic and good at that

Proclus of Rome: Everyone just follows Malachiasz out a 5th story window on a cliff like a lemming.

johns (GM): Let's finalize where everyone actually is

And then resolve this next week

Prudenzio of Flambeau: i can just look at the ground and then appear there, so technically,

Kifaaya of Verditius: I can follow him out a 5th story window

Caw

Zita of Mercere: I wanted to leave Proclus to live with his nightwalker girlfriend

But this bitch has to die now

Proclus of Rome: Wow what the hell?

Aristocritus Bonisagi: i'm in the courtyard, outside the armory

Proclus of Rome: I'm in Hannelore's bedroom.

Zita of Mercere: Unless this is easily fixable or temporary I'm afraid she needs to be clubbed to death in her sleep.

Proclus of Rome: Scandalous!

Zita of Mercere: I'm outside the wine cellar now.

Aristocritus Bonisagi: we need to get her to a proper church (greek)

Proclus of Rome: No I want to marry her, not sign a contract that gives me her money while I have sex with dudes.

johns (GM): Alright, the wine cellar we'll say is part of the Storehouse building you were in at the beginning

near the Outer Courtyard

Aristocritus Bonisagi: roll the enormous glass whale out of storage. we're going to constantinople

Kifaaya of Verditius: Me and Giacopo can make a wedding dress

Zita of Mercere: We've really managed to take a basic adventure and ruin every single aspect of it

At this rate Proclus' survival will be an accident at best

Malachiasz of Tytalus: ruin?

johns (GM):  Enhance

Malachiasz of Tytalus: im sure johns is thrilled about what weve done

johns (GM): If this were an NPC instead of a PC I would be happy

Malachiasz of Tytalus: i would also be happy if proclus was an npc instead of a pc

johns (GM): But I don't want Endrite to be mad that his PC was killed basically by fiat followed by all of your actions

Zita of Mercere: I fully endorsed his relationship until she lowered by stamina by 2.

Endrite: If it happens it happens.

johns (GM): and by killed, I mean, kept under perpetual high strength Malefica as Hannelore assembles casting bonuses, vis, and ceremony bonuses

Alright

Proclus of Rome: Have you tried going to a doctor?

Zita of Mercere: What are maleficia anyway

johns (GM): Proclus you have been forsaken by your so called friends

Zita of Mercere: I'm not forsaking him I want to find sleeping beauty so I can stick a knife in her

Proclus of Rome: Yeah I'm not TOO happy about it.

Kifaaya of Verditius: I don't want to lose our aegis

johns (GM): Zita is trying to explore the castle while the guards are looking for the guy who puts holes in floors

Malachiasz of Tytalus: to be fair this was proclus's idea

for us to leave and let him explain

johns (GM): Mlach and Prudenzio are gone I assume

Kifaaya can easily come and go as she pleases in bird form

Proclus of Rome: Wow the one time you listen to me.

Zita of Mercere: The thing is that Proclus keeps saying oh this is fine, this is great, leave me here guys, and all the magi are going 'boy, lets not investigate this with mentem or InVi'

Malachiasz of Tytalus: yeah, im going back to the covenant and returning the book to the library

prudenzio is lying on the dirt with a broken neck

Zita of Mercere: ;_;

Kifaaya of Verditius: I'll try to see Zita out safely

And follow he rlead

I can turn her into a bird too if need be

Zita of Mercere: "Kifaaya, his girlfriend's a nightwalker."

Prudenzio of Flambeau: i'm completely fine.

Zita of Mercere: "She can do some sort of magic, I think she cursed me."

Malachiasz of Tytalus: poor prudenzio

Zita of Mercere: "He might be cursed!"

Kifaaya of Verditius: "What sort of curse?"

Malachiasz of Tytalus: some say his spirit still walks the ramparts

Prudenzio of Flambeau: i mean, it's a shame about investigation since all i can do is destroy things.

Zita of Mercere: "I feel like I stabbed in the chest, that sort of curse."

Proclus of Rome: I mean one of the things you can destroy is memories.

Zita of Mercere: "I'll have Lavinia look me over when we get back."

Proclus of Rome: Which MIGHT be useful in an investigation.

Prudenzio of Flambeau: Maybe.

Aristocritus Bonisagi: johns (GM): Proclus you have been forsaken by your so called friends

to be fair it was his idea.

Zita of Mercere: "In the meantime, I think we should gather everyone together, and kill her."

Aristocritus Bonisagi: oh damn it

Kifaaya of Verditius: Being able to see the memory of vellum was a pretty cool use of my arts I didn't intend

Aristocritus Bonisagi: someone already said that.

Zita of Mercere: lol ct

Prudenzio of Flambeau: that's a pretty good idea, killing her.

Zita of Mercere: It's

We'll save Proclus

entirely by accident, through petty spite

this is the best we can hope for

Malachiasz of Tytalus: february is spring right

johns (GM): no one playtested these adventures assuming the pcs were insane

Malachiasz of Tytalus: or winter

johns (GM): very irresponsible

Spring

Valentine's Day in fact

Malachiasz of Tytalus: ok what was last session

Aristocritus Bonisagi: proclus would probably appreciate it if we tried to have her exorcized or something instead of jumping directly to beheading

johns (GM): Fall 1331, the fire in Anzio

Prudenzio of Flambeau: how is this not what a normal ars magica group is like

Malachiasz of Tytalus: alright

one season to work with

Zita of Mercere: I'm not insane! I spent the whole time looking for Proclus, found him, and he insisted he's fine. I went to investigate further and got cursed, and now I want to kill her.

Prudenzio of Flambeau: how is this game meant to be played, if not like this

Kifaaya of Verditius: Yeah I assume this is how it goes, everyone has some crazy combination of arts and does their best

Lavinia of Jerbiton: Excuse me, I care very deeply about the well-being of my sodales

and their ability to play a part in my schemes relies on them being alive.

Proclus of Rome: I, as well.

Zita of Mercere: I care about Proclus and am now arguing to kill his girlfriend. For his own good.

Kifaaya of Verditius: I can't protect a covenant alone

I just make things

Zita of Mercere: OOC however at this point I'm tempted to just leave him, it's funny.

If we could find where she's sleeping I could knife her in her sleep

Lavinia of Jerbiton: just keep in mind that endrite can always get revenge on you next time he is the GM

Zita of Mercere: I'm the only player trying to save Proclus

I hope he remember that

Endrite: I would never do such a thing.

Zita of Mercere: *remembers

I might be using roundabout logic but I'm the only one actually trying to help the poor man

Prudenzio of Flambeau: i support doing it without murder if it can be sexy.

Aristocritus Bonisagi: find the sexiest priest in mythic europe to perform an exorcism

Kifaaya of Verditius: Since we're coming close to the end, I have something I'd like to accomplish, other than getting our aegis guy back

I'd like to adventure to find a familiar for my Animal experiments

Endrite: That's easy, just grab an animal off the streets.

Avoid rats, since we have a detente with the Rat King.

But there are plenty of other animals.

Malachiasz of Tytalus: get a badger

Kifaaya of Verditius: I'm followed around by a magical polecat but he's a nuisance.

Endrite: Do you mean for like a familiar?

Aristocritus Bonisagi: we have a falcon

he lives in the bar

Kifaaya of Verditius: The polecat is a flaw, so he wouldn't take to it

johns (GM): What kind of animal are you interested in?

Zita of Mercere: We had a spider [laughs bitterly]

Aristocritus Bonisagi: rough chuckles

Kifaaya of Verditius: It shouldn't be too difficult to obtain in tialy

A goat might be good, we know goat guys

Aristocritus Bonisagi: a Goat of Virtue

johns (GM): Yeah Aleseta actually ordered a goat

Endrite: Don't we already have a goat of virtue?

johns (GM): but Aleseta's gone so you can take it if you like'

Yeah

Kifaaya of Verditius: That's a good idea

Aristocritus Bonisagi: quest complete

Endrite: OR you could go to where they found it and try to find another one.

Zita of Mercere: Just steal her goat

What is she going to do, huh?

Kifaaya of Verditius: What'd be the form and technique to bond the goat?

Zita of Mercere: If a player leaves they lose all rights and you can drop their character into a pit and take their stuff

Prudenzio of Flambeau: thats the law.

Zita of Mercere: Did we divvy up the contents of Ferris' lab yet? I'm sure he had some interesting animal lab texts.

Might be good for Kifa

Prudenzio of Flambeau: >:O

Kifaaya of Verditius: That note really is myserious

Aristocritus Bonisagi: lol

Kifaaya of Verditius: A goat is probably creo

Since it gives wool and dairy products

Endrite: Also it's an animal, so Animal is probably appropriate.

Malachiasz of Tytalus: maybe

Kifaaya of Verditius: Okay, a tricky lab total but I think I can mage it

Endrite: What's your CrAn lab total?

Aristocritus Bonisagi: you want a pretty good total before you make a familiar so you can have better cord scores, right?

Malachiasz of Tytalus: so which party members are unaware of whats happening and are still going with the shoe merchant plan

johns (GM): You can upgrade your cord scores later in life

Endrite: You CAN experiment on familiar bonding process but it's deranged to experiment on your own soul.

johns (GM): Is just a cost of time and vis

Aristocritus Bonisagi: oh, nice

johns (GM): Well you lost your three grogs

They probably have no idea what's going on

Aristocritus Bonisagi: i'm unaware of what's happening i think

Zita of Mercere: I'm permanently baffled and confused by the complexity of life.

Kifaaya of Verditius: 19, I should spend a season reading Creo texts first

Endrite: Just 19?

Zita of Mercere: I went off alone because stealth doesnt really work with others, I wanted to take a peek then report back to everyone else if I found Proclus

Kifaaya of Verditius: That'd give me some time to get to know the goat

Zita of Mercere: And then a certain pole

started killing guards

and kind of ruined that

Kifaaya of Verditius: Yes, I need to shore up Creo that's why

Malachiasz of Tytalus: look dude i had to!

it was justified self defense

johns (GM): we murdered bonfilia because she was an uncontrollable psycho

just saying

Kifaaya of Verditius: If the goat is less than human Size it might be doable faster

Endrite: You might want to get a Muto Animal-type familiar.

Kifaaya of Verditius: Hmm

Endrite: Since your lab total in that is almost twice as high.

Kifaaya of Verditius: Yeah Muto Animal would be easy

Prudenzio of Flambeau: if i can rewind jumping out the window that might be good. sigh.

Aristocritus Bonisagi: bonfilia was much more psycho

Zita of Mercere: A butterfly would be a muto animal familiar

johns (GM): You can be back in the bedroom

We just have to resolve the guards rushing up to burst in

Endrite: Check out the familiar binding rules.

Kifaaya of Verditius: I'm open to that section

Endrite: You spend your lab total on buying Cords.

Kifaaya of Verditius: I'll try to think up what kind of animal is good for Muto

Aristocritus Bonisagi: would a ceremonial mace be an anachronism

Kifaaya of Verditius: Probably an amphibian

Aristocritus Bonisagi: because that would be a sick implement for our beloved archon

Endrite: Anything that changes during its life.

Kifaaya of Verditius: Or butterfly

Aristocritus Bonisagi: talisman i mean

Endrite: Sure.

johns (GM): Ceremonial mace is certainly fine

Aristocritus Bonisagi wootles

Kifaaya of Verditius: Probably some good exotic butterflies in Italy too

johns (GM): i feel that's got to be really old

Endrite: Prossibly.

johns (GM): like prehistory

Kifaaya of Verditius: Up in the mountains towards Switzerland

Endrite: Butteflies are a good familiar type because they're small and can fly.

Kifaaya of Verditius: http://www.bbc.com/travel/story/20140624-switzerlands-valley-of-butterflies

I'll take a trip that direction

Zita of Mercere: The guards burst in on Prudenzio and Proclus

Endrite: Ok, do you want to do a lil' mini-adventure about that where you wander around the Alps and can't talk to anyone or just have it happen in the background?

Kifaaya of Verditius: Hmm

Prudenzio of Flambeau: Well, it's just Proclus. I'd be invisible.

after rolling the spell.

ha ha.

Endrite: Go for it.

Aristocritus Bonisagi: oh, i was also hoping to investigate the local spirits, which might be good for a mini adventure

Endrite: The worst that can happen is that you somehow get trapped in Eternal Twilight.

Kifaaya of Verditius: I could make an adventure of it, especially if there are any Verditius around there who know some inner mysteries

Endrite: What local spirits?

Malachiasz of Tytalus: ferris

Prudenzio of Flambeau:

rolling 1d10+19

(

4

)

+19

=

23

Endrite: Probably not, Kifaaya.

johns (GM): :(

Kifaaya of Verditius: That's okay

Prudenzio of Flambeau: looks like i'm not in twilight.

Whew.

johns (GM): Okay

Kifaaya of Verditius: I'll make a mini adventure of it if anyone wants to go to the Alps with me

Aristocritus Bonisagi: magical ones, the romans had tons

johns (GM): The guards accost Proclus and demand to know what he's doing here

Aristocritus Bonisagi: i don't have the spells to see invisible spirits yet but maybe an old household spirit would repond to an offering of some food, or something.

Proclus of Rome: "Hello, I believe Lady Hannelore brought me here last night, following my investigation into the fairy haunting this castel."

johns (GM): You looking for elemental spirits, old Faerie gods, or ghosts of people?

The guard slaps Proclus!!!! Make a melee defense roll!!!!!

Prudenzio of Flambeau: whoa!

Proclus of Rome:

rolling 1d10! + 4

(

3

)

+4

=

7

johns (GM):

rolling 1d10!+2+10

(

1

)

+2+10

=

13

Proclus of Rome: That's Brawl.

johns (GM):

rolling 2d10

(

3

+

10

)

=

13

Thou art slapped.

Proclus of Rome: Ouch.

johns (GM): You take

[0] damage

Proclus of Rome: Ouch.

Would that be Corpus soak?

johns (GM): Yes.

Well, metal

It's a gauntlet

Proclus of Rome: Oh, then Terram.

I don't have any soak vs. Terram, due to my deficient elemental resistance.

johns (GM): He grabs you by shoulder of your shirt. "You knave scoundrel... Wait til Lord Farnese sees what you've been up to!"

Aristocritus Bonisagi: florae and faunae, elemental spirits, genii loci, maybe ghosts, hopefully not faeries

Proclus of Rome: "Well, I don't believe that Lady Hannelore has been in the room since she brought me here."

johns (GM): im happy to make a full adventure out of that involving the full covenant even if it's Aristocritus' ambition

Proclus of Rome: "Actually, if you could tell me where she is, I would be very thankful."

"It's possible that the fairy is targeting her in some way."

johns (GM): He tries to drag you out by the shirt cuff.

Zita of Mercere: Prudenzio is a bad friend

Prudenzio of Flambeau: How many guards are in here again?

because if I stepped in I would probably just get Proclus killed.

johns (GM): 3



Prudenzio of Flambeau: I'm still limited to disabling single targets. There's a pretty good chance that if one of them suddenly develops late stage leprosy or falls over babbling like a retard that the other two will just kill Proclus.

In fact, I'm a good friend, who doesn't want my sodales to die.

Proclus of Rome: You could just follow me.

Prudenzio of Flambeau: That was the plan.

Proclus of Rome: After all, it isn't like they can behead me or anything.

Zita of Mercere: Quote from man beheaded

Prudenzio of Flambeau: Until I figure something else out.

johns (GM): alright

Proclus of Rome: I mean that it's impossible for them to do so with any weapons they have lying around.

johns (GM): it's late on my end so I'd like to continue this next week

Proclus of Rome: No problems here.

johns (GM): i think ive asked this before but

is starting earlier possible for folks

Endrite: It is for me.

Prudenzio of Flambeau: Maybe I could cast a silent spell on the one dragging him, so that he forgets where he's taking Proclus.

Zita of Mercere: Oh, definitely. It starts 9pm for me.

Prudenzio of Flambeau: it's also fine for me.

johns (GM): like 2 hours earlier?

Malachiasz of Tytalus: that works for me

Prudenzio of Flambeau: that's one more hour earlier than i expected, but sure.

Endrite: I'd need to take a quick break to eat lunch but that's fine.

Malachiasz of Tytalus: though it makes it more likely ill be late when i work sundays

Aristocritus Bonisagi: works for me

johns (GM): ty

Malachiasz of Tytalus: at the very least ill be here on time next week

Kifaaya of Verditius: Okay, looks like a butterfly is Size -10

Endrite: That sounds about right.

Prudenzio of Flambeau: thanks for running johns. sorry i kept having to leave to talk to my aunts.

Kifaaya of Verditius: We have 2 Muto and 1 Animal vis, so I ca nafford 3 points of golden cords

Endrite: What about all that animal vis we got from the swamp?

johns (GM): lol

Endrite: We should have like 25.

Kifaaya of Verditius: If there's that much I can get a lot of golden cords

johns (GM): well the vis is tainted is the thing

Malachiasz of Tytalus: alright

for winter 1331 im gonna work on making a spell, and do a +3 experiment on it

heres the rolls for that

rolling 1d10+3

(

2

)

+3

=

5

rolling 1d10!+3

(

7

)

+3

=

10

Kifaaya of Verditius: Anyway my MuAn lab total is 35 so I could get 7 total

Malachiasz of Tytalus: nice

thats a discovery

johns (GM): roll a simple die and add 3

Malachiasz of Tytalus: is 1d10 a simple die

johns (GM): yeah

Endrite: You spend your Lab Total on all the cords at once.

Kifaaya of Verditius: Right

Malachiasz of Tytalus: alright

let me figure out what discovery is

ok

rolling 1d10+3

(

8

)

+3

=

11

roll twice baby!

rolling 1d10+3

(

1

)

+3

=

4

Malachiasz of Tytalus:

rolling 1d10+3

(

3

)

+3

=

6

johns (GM): good deal

Kifaaya of Verditius: That's a +3 golden and a +1 of some other color

Endrite: I don't understand what you mean by "7 total" then, Shaun.

Ok.

Kifaaya of Verditius: Sorry

Malachiasz of Tytalus: 15 xp in magic theory

Kifaaya of Verditius: I forgot that section

Malachiasz of Tytalus: and 15 xp in a related ability

Zita of Mercere: Jesus

Malachiasz of Tytalus: ill put the related ability in terram

er

perdo

Kifaaya of Verditius: That should be the correct phrasing

Aristocritus Bonisagi: what the

johns (GM): its 15xp in magic theory

Kifaaya of Verditius: 35 points, divided to 30 and 5

johns (GM): oh

Malachiasz of Tytalus: roll twice

johns (GM): it needs to be an ability, not an art

Endrite: Ok.

Malachiasz of Tytalus: ohhh

hm

johns (GM): finesse, concentration, would be relevant probably

Malachiasz of Tytalus: yeah

concentrations useful

Kifaaya of Verditius: What does taint do to vis?

Aristocritus Bonisagi: magic theory and magic theory

Malachiasz of Tytalus: ill do that

i mean

if i can do theory and theory

then ill do that

johns (GM): nah

Malachiasz of Tytalus: yeah thought so

Aristocritus Bonisagi: tainted vis makes your botches worse

Kifaaya of Verditius: Okay

It's good for familiar binding then

Since there's no roll

Aristocritus Bonisagi: i think.

Kifaaya of Verditius: Youre right

Endrite: I mean, technically this is true.

Kifaaya of Verditius: https://puu.sh/ult0s/91f382beff.png

I'm not using it to cast or to experiment

Endrite: That's correct.

Kifaaya of Verditius: The familiar will be used to experiment, but I will not be adding tainted vis to said experiemtn

Endrite: Be aware, however, that that isn't all there is to know about Infernal Vis.

Kifaaya of Verditius: I see

Endrite: You don't experiment on your familiar unless you're bonkers.

Kifaaya of Verditius: But you have to take risks to profit

Endrite: Since the familiar is linked to your soul so any kind of disaster could kill you or worse.

Aristocritus Bonisagi: save a few bucks by binding your soul directly to Hell

Kifaaya of Verditius: No one eat this butterfly it is haram

Zita of Mercere: Enough. Let's drop the pope into hell instead of rescuing Proclus.

Endrite: Way ahead of you.

Malachiasz of Tytalus: oh shit

Endrite: What do you mean by experimenting on your familiar?

Malachiasz of Tytalus: ill have to roll the experimentation next season too

Endrite: Pwned.

Kifaaya of Verditius: I'm not experimenting on my famiiliar

Malachiasz of Tytalus: i cant wait to get more exp

Kifaaya of Verditius: I mean it will provide a bonus to experiemnts which will likely be on spells or items

Endrite: Ah, I see.

It does that by acting as a lab assistant, I think.

Kifaaya of Verditius: Cool

Endrite: I guess not with JUST the Golden Cord, though.

But you can give it Magic Theory and it isn't like your familiar has anything better to do.

Malachiasz of Tytalus: ok johns says to roll it now, lets see what disaster i cause

rolling 1d10+3

(

1

)

+3

=

4

rolling 1d10!+3

(

8

)

+3

=

11

johns (GM): woot

its 1 botch die + 3 more cause you used extra risk

Endrite: Uh is that a botch?

Aristocritus Bonisagi: botch! botch! botch! botch!

Malachiasz of Tytalus: no the first one was my extra progress

Kifaaya of Verditius: Anyway, I have been duly warned that the use of tainted vis can have consequences not immediately described in the core rules. Aware of this, I will go ahead and use 7 tainted animal vis to bind a butterfly familiar

Endrite: Ok.

Malachiasz of Tytalus: second one is the actual roll for results and such

johns (GM): why did you get everyone's hopes up

Zita of Mercere: That is a botch, I'm sure.

Malachiasz of Tytalus: i got modified effect so lets see

johns (GM): you damn jerk'

Endrite: You wanted to do an adventure with that?

Prudenzio of Flambeau: nice job kifaaya

Zita of Mercere: THe first roll is the experimentation roll, I'm sure

which

Malachiasz of Tytalus:

rolling 1d10+3

(

9

)

+3

=

12

Zita of Mercere: is the one you botch

Kifaaya of Verditius: Sure

Malachiasz of Tytalus: The actual effect of your experiment is changed completely, save that the relevant Technique and Form

remain unchanged, and the level remains similiar.

oh no!

Aristocritus Bonisagi: cranked.

johns (GM): also I don't think you reroll the simple die that gives the bonus XP, you just use whatever you rolled last season

Zita of Mercere: Amazing. Beautiful.

johns (GM): lol wreckd

what was the level of the spell?

Malachiasz of Tytalus: ok gm

Endrite: Post about it in the thread Shaun.

Malachiasz of Tytalus: 35

Shauncat: Okay

Endrite: I mean I THINK I'll be the person running it but really anyone should feel free to.

It's good practice, since the level of danger is pretty low and you have an expected outcome with the adventure.

johns (GM): the more gms the better

Endrite: Agreed.

johns (GM): so i don't have to feel bad about every session being a disaster

Zita of Mercere: Unlike this, where the end result is Proclus dying.

Shauncat: I'll give Voda some time alone in my studio, he can live (haha) it up without me getting cat hair on the furniture.

Zita of Mercere: I dont think this is your fault at all, I think players are just animals that should have their rights removed.

Shauncat: I'm only an animal some of the time

Zita of Mercere: I'm not really free to run something on sunday, I have other distractions going on. Fine to play but it'd be a mess to run a game like that.

If it changes I'll run a session, I like GMing.

Endrite: Well it's a solo adventure.

Zita of Mercere: Oh. Good point.

Endrite: So you just need to run it whenever you both find it convenient.

In fact you shouldn't run it on a Sunday, since that's when you both play Ars Magica.

Zita of Mercere: Good point.

Prudenzio of Flambeau: I need to make sure I actually have no distractions next week. should be easy.

Shauncat: I talk to dys often enough on Steam that we can get it done pretty fast

It's a fairly straightforward adventure but will probably require at least some creativity to achieve since Kifaaya doesn't have animal ken.

Zita of Mercere: Yeah. I play games today and saturday, and run a game on tuesday

But I

I'm otherwise free

Shauncat: I'll IM you tomorrow then

Endrite: See ya'll later.

Endrite (GM): Ars Badgame... 2?

devil's fav demon (GM): good soundtrack.

Endrite (GM): Thnx.

dys (GM): Nothing is playing, what great track was on?

Endrite (GM): That is something you will never know.

dys: I hope we manage to save Proclus and my fellow PCs dont wander off and get lost again.

devil's fav demon (GM): I think it will help me that all of my aunts aren't over baking cakes today.

Endrite (GM): I love baking cakes.