4/15/18

johns (GM):

rolling 1d10!-9 Lavinia aging 1344

(

3

)

-9

=

-6

rolling 1d10!-9 lavinia aging 1345

(

8

)

-9

=

-1

Endrite (GM): Mystical Greetings.

dys (GM): is the game in half an hour, or an hour and a half?

devil's fav demon (GM): Good question.

Endrite (GM): I don't know.

I guess the game is in an hour.

Shauncat (GM): Very well

Endrite (GM): I gotta say, the start time change hasn't been one of the great successes of Ars Magica.

Unless this is everybody?

Who even still plays this game?

johns (GM): no one

the game is dead.

Endrite (GM): Time to run Traveller twice a week.

johns (GM): johns

Shaun

Endrite

Dys

Cumthinker

Devil's Favorite Demon

johns (GM): beardbeard

dys starts laughing really hard at cumthinker being included in that list

Shauncat (GM): Guest Starring cumthinker

johns (GM): endrite u should post in the thread that the game is at 3pm then

devil's fav demon: Featuring: Cumthinker!

dys: sir not playing his character this week either

johns (GM): time to watch some ds9

Shauncat (GM): I think I'll go over the shield grogs later and make a spreadsheet of who has the best attack, defense, and leadership for picking leader and vanguard, and who to rotate in as they take injuries.

Endrite (GM): We rarely bring shield grogs anywhere.

Shauncat (GM): Might as well

We pay for them

Also my companion can buff groups with Learned Magician charms

devil's fav demon: nice

Shauncat (GM): Is learning Arabic worth academic rep?

johns (GM): its an academic skill right

Shauncat (GM): I don't know but I can find out

First I need to copy Hazm's new charms to his sheet

johns (GM): both bb and cthinker say they'll be here at 3pm. cheers

devil's fav demon: :blessed:

johns (GM): i wish we could get one more player though

bring us back up to a solid 8

devil's fav demon: cmon moe!

Shauncat (GM): Eight, the most magical number

Okay, Academic Rep from ability gains is only from Artes Liberales, Philosophy, Theology, or Civil&Canon Law

Endrite (GM): Ok we can probably start straight away in five minutes.

johns: I'm hype

Endrite (GM): Alright!

devil's fav demon: Nice.

Endrite (GM): Everyone leave GM mode except for me.

johns: Done.

devil's fav demon: Way ahead of you.

johns: I am looking at a picture of George Costanza on his side.

Celeste: rip.

Shauncat: Sad news everyone, I'm currently using the Legacy version of Roll20 Video and Voice WebRTC chat.

Endrite (GM): In addition to the main adventure today, there is also a side adventure to explore the King Arthur regio that will preclude you from going on the adventure.

Celeste: Sick.

Endrite (GM): So if you have a character that would want to do that, please don't bring them on today's adventure.

c'thinker: sounds like a job for derfel

Celeste: I don't think either of my characters would really care too much about that.

johns: bolad will go to the regio and kill King Arthur

Endrite (GM): Smart.

johns: well

Celeste: celeste will explore the king arthur regio if you make her and rosario will go there if you tell him there are fae creatures to slay.

johns: he'll let king arthur have a chance to swear fealty to the immortal khanate first

Shauncat: Get the external vis scabbard that gives Greater Immunity (losing)

dys: archibald will go to the regio

ill play a grog on the main adventure

Endrite (GM): The Great Plague has made itself felt even in the great cities of Europe. Food is especially scarce this year and the mood on the street is decidedly unsettled.

c'thinker: same

re playing a grog, not being decidedly unsettled

johns: I look for an apple to chomp and weep as there are none

c'thinker throws the door open and bites into a rat

Fiorella of Jerbiton bites into a magically grown chicken

Endrite (GM): In particular, there are regular penitent marches. The ones you notice the most involve chanting and wailing, but the more worldly among you are aware that the Great Herbam Blight has created many different cells of the devoted.

Celeste: "It's not very virtuous of all the abbeys to raise prices on their beer in this blight. Where's the generosity?"

Father Hazm: Hmmm

Endrite (GM): The reason why even the most labbound magi in the covenant are aware of the penitents is because there is currently a procession of them outside your door.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: Have any of our covenfolk been swayed by this nonsense

Endrite (GM): That's a great question.

rolling 17d10

(

5

+

7

+

10

+

2

+

10

+

2

+

8

+

2

+

9

+

9

+

4

+

4

+

10

+

5

+

4

+

10

+

2

)

=

103

Father Hazm: I'll put up my Charm buffs, Gift of Venus and Tongue of Orpheus

Napolino: Today I will play as Napolino, who is weeping over the loss of food

Endrite (GM): Looks like Silvano, Pugnalo, Napolino, and Violante are nowhere to be found.

Oh my bad I made a counting error.

Celeste: Wow.

Endrite (GM): It should be Nevio and not Napolino.

Celeste: Okay.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: whew

Father Hazm: Phew

c'thinker: who made ilbrago

Father Hazm: "Celeste, do you feel we should placate this crowd?"

Guy of Bonisagus: i think i did cumthinker

Lavinia of Jerbiton: what sort of folk are in these processions

Father Hazm: Violante doesn't have much to do with Gulielmus MIA anyway

c'thinker: nice.

Endrite (GM): That's a good question, Lavinia.

c'thinker: i will play ilbrago

Endrite (GM): Roll Area Lore: Rome.

c'thinker: who is weeping over the loss of wine

Lavinia of Jerbiton: everyone cowardly chosing to play a grog when endrite is gming smh

Napolino: I'm going to throw rocks at you irl

Lavinia of Jerbiton: hm, turns out I dont have rome area lore.

Napolino: Ah, me neither.

Endrite (GM): I believe it can be used untrained.

Napolino: JC Denton; This is a shame

Endrite (GM): Please at least bring a companion.

Lavinia of Jerbiton:

rolling 1d10!+2

(

7

)

+2

=

9

Endrite (GM): Grogs can't really do anything.

Napolino: I dont have a companion because they're dead.

(To Endrite): should we be on a screen other than the garden of henrisson right now

Celeste: I'm not playing as a grog.

Endrite (GM): Whoops.

Celeste: I don't want this character to die.

Father Hazm: I can take Hazm along while playing Morgana in combat scenes

Napolino: Sorry but I have one PC and I'd rather send them to the regio.

Celeste: oh, hold on.

Father Hazm: Use Hazm for the buffs

Celeste: I actually have area lore rome.

Guy of Bonisagus: ill be guy because giraldos going to the regio

Celeste:

rolling 1d10!+2+1

(

5

)

+2+1

=

8

Nice.

Endrite (GM): Alright extra scene setting: you are actually in Vardian's Tomb for this adventure and NOT in the magical garden.

c'thinker: exploring a faerie regio is derfels thing

but, i can have him pass on that

Endrite (GM): I mean, hasn't Gulielmus been repatriated yet?

Lavinia of Jerbiton: he is if cumthinker is ready to play him again

(From Endrite (GM)): The penitents are always pretty scruffy, but they all wear purple hoods so there must be some rich people in them.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "These penitents have some fancy purple hoods in them. They can't all be beggars and wastrels."

Guy of Bonisagus: gulielmus comes home and says, boy, could really go for an apple, then looks at his garden

then looks at his alchemy lab

then looks at his spell list

c'thinker: lol

it's time to invent iatrochemistry.

Guy of Bonisagus: dys is gay

Lavinia of Jerbiton: Hi Dys.

Endrite (GM): Damn.

Anyway, what do you do with this information?

Celeste: "Yeah, I see those hoods making a big show of dropping money in the offertory every week."

Lavinia of Jerbiton: Are they disrupting us in any way yet?

Guy of Bonisagus: "What an interesting parade. Hopefully they'll pass by soon."

Father Hazm: We need to start putting cauldrons of boiling pitch on a swivel we can dump on people who mob outside the Eastern Ear

Endrite (GM): Well, they're technically pilgrims but they don't buy anything.

Father Hazm: This is the third time it's happened this decade IIRC

Endrite (GM): Also you hear someone preaching something.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: Their kind bring disease, despair, and defeatism.

Endrite (GM): Doesn't seem very hospitable.

Celeste: Is it theologically sound?

Whatever I'm hearing being preached, I mean.

Father Hazm: I also may be able to glean said insight

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "If you're going out to listen, see if you can round up the lost covenfolk."

Endrite (GM): You'll have to do the unthinkable: go outside.

Father Hazm: Okay

Celeste: I'll do that.

"I'll see if I can't ask them nicely to get off the property."

"Or at least come in for a drink."

Father Hazm: "I can perform services for them if they would like to come in in an orderly fashion."

Paul the Demagogue: "... And so I tell you, that their greed has damned them and brought the wrath of God upon us. Only by casting them out will we begin to purify ourselves in the eyes of the Lord!"

You don't see Paul, but you hear his voice from somewhere nearby.

Napolino: "And that's what happened to the food?"

Celeste: "Napolino!"

Napolino: "I'm wasting away here, Celeste!"

Paul the Demagogue: The penitents you do see are weeping or scourging themselves. You know, penitent stuff.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: gross.

Father Hazm: Mmhm

Paul the Demagogue: However, they don't seem to take much notice of you.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: do they go for treatment afterwards or just bleed out on the street

Ilbrago: "What, you'll let this rabble in to drink the last of the wine?"

"And not even a drop for poor old Ilbrago."

Paul the Demagogue: In addition to the penitents, there's a crowd of looky-loos in the cul-de-sac.

They rub dirt into their wounds.

Father Hazm: "End this false liturgy at once."

Celeste: "Fasting is important for the soul, Napolino. God will give us a bounty soon enough."

Guy of Bonisagus: I turn the page in the fine book I'm reading. "Sure are a noisy group."

Celeste: "How's hitting yourself with a whip going to put food in your belly?"

Paul the Demagogue: Are you talking to the nearest penitents, Father Hazm and Celeste?

Napolino: "It could be a good distraction."

Celeste: I was talking to Napolino but I assume the penitents are right there.

Father Hazm: "When you fast, do not look somber as the hypocrites do, for they disfigure their faces to show others they are fasting. Truly I tell you, they have received their reward in full."

Celeste: "That's not the exact line, but, uh, good spirit."

actually ignore me.

Paul the Demagogue: The penitent doesn't take heed of your words and continues to weep.

Celeste: I said that ooc without checking.

Paul the Demagogue: Huh?

Celeste: there's a VERY similar line about praying.

Hazm was quoting the bible.

Paul the Demagogue: Ok.

Feel free to roll Theology to figure out if what Paul is saying has biblical merit.

Father Hazm: Let's go over to the looky loos, Celeste

Paul the Demagogue: Wait, are you a Catholic or Orthodox?

Father Hazm: Maronite, so Orthodox IIRC

Paul the Demagogue: Ok, roll away.

Celeste: Sure. I'll roll it.

rolling 1d10+5+1 int

(

4

)

+5+1

=

10

Father Hazm:

rolling d10+2+2 Int

(

2

)

+2+2

=

6

Napolino:

rolling 1d10-1

(

3

)

-1

=

2

Guy of Bonisagus: rolling awareness to admire the fine illumination in this manuscript

rolling 1d10+1

(

10

)

+1

=

11

Father Hazm: Oh, Catholic

Guy of Bonisagus: ah

beautiful

Ilbrago: The Orthodox Church is Catholic.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "What manuscript have you got there, Guy"

Celeste: "This Paul doesn't really know what he's talking about."

Father Hazm: The Maronite Church (Arabic: الكنيسة المارونية‎) is an Eastern Catholic sui iuris particular church in full communion with the Pope and the Catholic Church, with self-governance under the Code of Canons of the Eastern Churches.

Paul the Demagogue: Anyone want to try to actually talk to Paul or anything???

Father Hazm: Seduce him, Celeste

Guy of Bonisagus: "Oh, it's a translation of an old work that I recently got a hold of. It's about these fellows who would quite like to sail the ocean, but they're missing some things."

Paul the Demagogue: Or just let them keep on keeping on?

Father Hazm: Let's go Celeste

Lavinia of Jerbiton: grab an arcane connection to him.

Napolino: He can't be interrupted or attacked while reciting this, sadly

Lavinia of Jerbiton: ask him for some hair to keep as a relic.

Celeste: I'll call him a tool of the devil trying to tempt the masses away from God.

Paul the Demagogue: Ok you want to shout that out?

Guy of Bonisagus: if hes talked to he will ignore or insult us, if we attack him we will be killed while hes unharmed

Celeste: Sure.

Father Hazm: If he kills us all we'll just have to play Traveler instead

Paul the Demagogue: Alright.

Unfortunately that is not the case, as half of the PCs are doing some magical stuff right now and aren't here.

This accusation is definitely enough to get the crowds attention.

Invective is hurled at you by the assembled penitents, denouncing you as a heretic, heathen, fool, sinner, tempter, and so forth.

The bystanders are also interested, though they're still mostly just jeering at the penitents.

Celeste: "This is what the LORD Almighty says: “Do not listen to what the prophets are prophesying to you; they fill you with false hopes. They speak visions from their own minds, not from the mouth of the LORD."

Lavinia of Jerbiton: I will venture out and talk to the bystanders and ask them whats up with these wierdos

Celeste: I'm pelted with trash or whatever.

Father Hazm: I'll also go over to the bystanders.

Paul the Demagogue: "Hold brethren, should we not follow the example of Jesus Christ, who is the Prince of Peace?"

Father Hazm: Let's invite the civil among them in for drinks.

Ilbrago: "Oh, hang on to that trash."

"We can give it to Napolino."

Paul the Demagogue: At the mention of the name our Lord, many of the penitents hurl themselves violently to the ground.

(To Endrite): brb

(From Paul the Demagogue): Farewell.

Celeste: I'll cross myself and take a knee for a second just to be polite.

Napolino: "Any of it edible?"

"I'm dying over here!"

Father Hazm: "Celeste, you know as well as I they pervert the gospel and preach a false liturgy."

Paul the Demagogue: "We should resist the temptation to eradicate dissent as the French church does. Please, allow our accuser to speak their piece and, in so doing, expose the lackey of the Knights Hospitaller for what she is."

Celeste: "Maybe they just act out of desperation. We're all very hungry."

Paul the Demagogue: The remaining upright penitents part, allowing you to enter the procession and confront Paul on the street, if you wish.

Celeste: "Hey, lackey of who?"

Father Hazm: "I'm sure FIorella will have more chickens grown by sunrise."

Celeste: "I'm only a lackey of the Lord. And technically Vardian's Tomb."

Paul the Demagogue: As you leave the cul-de-sac you see that the great bulk of the penitent procession is surrounding not the covenant, but your neighbors at the Priory of St. Ubaldesca. Paul himself is standing in front of the gates, which have been shut.

Roll awareness.

Celeste:

rolling 1d10+2+4

(

7

)

+2+4

=

13

Father Hazm:

rolling 2+d10

2+

(

7

)

=

9

Celeste: per+aware

Guy of Bonisagus: is that so

cool, lets let them burn down the knights hospitalier or something

Ilbrago:

rolling 1d10!+0+1

(

3

)

+0+1

=

4

Celeste: "Looks like the priory have guards posted and ready for this crowd."

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "Ask them if they need any help, as we are their good neighbors."

Father Hazm: "Would they unbar their doors in these circumstances, even for a man of the cloth?"

Napolino: I bite into an imaginary apple, and shed a few tears

Paul the Demagogue: "You see? Even those who would speak against the will of God," wailing and abasement, "are merely confused about His true message."

Who is the "They" here, Lavinia?

The Knights?

Lavinia of Jerbiton: yes.

we love helping the knights.

Father Hazm: The peasants ARE revolting, it seems

Lavinia of Jerbiton: especially if they're killing rabble.

Paul the Demagogue: Well, the gates are shut due to the classic Roman mob outside of the priory.

You'd have to get past them if you wanted to talk to Priory Constable Hermann of Cologne or anyone.

Father Hazm: Hmmm

Ilbrago: "I'm on it, boss."

Ilbrago surveys the situation.

Ilbrago: "The gate's closed, boss."

Paul the Demagogue: Take 9 XP for that insight, Ilbrago.

Ilbrago: are there any other ways in

Father Hazm: Thank you Ilbrago

Paul the Demagogue: Yes, the priory has a semi-hidden dock on the Tiber.

Ilbrago: nice, i was going to say

ilbrago has swim 3

Paul the Demagogue: It isn't secret, but it can't be seen from the street.

Father Hazm: Let's hire a gondola to take us there

Celeste: Neat.

Ilbrago: gah

thus always to swimtards

Celeste: Must be nice being extremely materially wealthy.

Paul the Demagogue: Magic could be useful here.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: i coudl just fly in

using magic

Celeste: I could try using Stealth.

Ilbrago:  sorcery

Paul the Demagogue:  Makes the Darklands face.

Father Hazm: I could try giving a gondola owner some money to bring me to the dock.

Celeste: And Stealthily go get some booze.

Paul the Demagogue: This isn't Venice, there isn't a taxi service.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: I'll fly in invisible then take off my invisibility ring.

Paul the Demagogue: River travel is usually for freight.

Ok.

You have no trouble at all.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "Salvate, Honorable Knights."

Father Hazm: I'll give a cargo vessel owner a somewhat larger payment to take me there then

Paul the Demagogue: The knights inside the priory walls are surprised to see a woman appear out of thin air, but they recover quickly.

The courtyard is busy, with knights and novices preparing to defend their walls. Special care is given to protecting the hospital and the main keep.

Celeste: I'll swim over there with my mighty Swim 1.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "I saw the commotion and worried for our neighbors, may we be of help?"

Hospitaller Knight: "Are you one of those wizards? I'll need to escort you to the Priory Constable."

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "Yes, you can tell him I am of Vardian's Tomb."

Father Hazm: Lavinia's got this and I haven't found a boat willing to carry a priest so I'll just go home

I'll go check out what Guy is reading.

Hospitaller Knight: He wrangles a spare novice to collect Priory Constable Hermann, who emerges from the keep a few minutes later.

Priory Constable Hermann of Cologne: "What is a representative of Vardian's Tomb doing here? Are you as concerned about these misguided heretics as we are?"

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "Naturally, we fear for the souls of our members."

Priory Constable Hermann of Cologne: "Have some of your servants fallen in with this rabble?"

Father Hazm: Our souls are doing better now that I provide a place for people to confess without having to talk about the weird shit that happens to VT to a muggle.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "I can't be sure, since they wear those hoods. But some haven't reported to work lately."

Guy of Bonisagus: dont say muggle or youll summon archibald

Ilbrago: I listen to the true message of Paul the Demagogue.

Celeste: "The purple hooded people, they're rich enough, also. Someone's money is behind it."

I'm dripping water everywhere.

Priory Constable Hermann of Cologne: "Troubling. But, as you can see, there are more immediate concerns."

"I doubt these deluded townsfolk have it in them to conduct a siege, but, of course, we will accept any aid rendered in good faith."

Celeste: "Who would be funding a siege against you?"

Priory Constable Hermann of Cologne: "A riotous mob is no siege. This may not be the fortress at Tyre, but its gates will hold against the harsh words wielded by this 'Paul'."

Lavinia of Jerbiton: does paul look any older than when we first met him like 30 years ago

Priory Constable Hermann of Cologne: "He is merely repeating the same slanderous lies that our order faces across Europe. The very idea that we would hoard treasure like a coiled dragon is ridiculous."

He looks about 30 years older, though the years have been kind to him.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: I look around at all the silver and gold plate the Knights hoard.

Father Hazm: Our people have maintained their faith in the Papacy despite centuries of being faced down by the Mamluk hordes. These people are ready to schism after one year of growling tummies. Screw them.

Priory Constable Hermann of Cologne: Wow.

"This famine has them spooked, a few more meals in them will see them back at work and off the streets."

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "Do you have food to spare to them?"

Ilbrago: why isnt the river Tiber providing

Lavinia of Jerbiton: thats a cool idea

make it spit up fish

Ilbrago: healthiest waters in europe

Father Hazm: Good idea

Celeste: "If you pour yourself out for the hungry and satisfy the desire of the afflicted, then shall your light rise in the darkness and your gloom be as the noonday, as the good book says."

Priory Constable Hermann of Cologne: "Alas, we send most of what we have to our brethren in Rhodes."

Celeste: "We should do all we can to aid them, of course."

Priory Constable Hermann of Cologne: "The rest is needed to nurse the sick back to health."

"Brother Gilbert is in charge of provisioning, but I can tell you that times have been lean of late."

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "I see. We might be able to help, is it alright for us to come and go through the river entrance?"

Priory Constable Hermann of Cologne: "Of course, though for your health I would recommend you don't attempt to swim to it," he says, noting the sopping wet Celeste.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "Have you a boat we can borrow?"

Ilbrago: the tiber is pure and clean!!

Priory Constable Hermann of Cologne: Being wet is dangerous!

Guy of Bonisagus: yeah but youll get a cold if you walk around wet

Ilbrago: blimey

Priory Constable Hermann of Cologne: You'll catch your death of cold!

Celeste: "I'll have to drink extra wine."

"Thank you, father."

Priory Constable Hermann of Cologne: Anyway, he provides you with a rowboat and explains that their barges are all in service at the moment.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: before i return to the covenant id like to ask the Tiber if it can provide fish

Priory Constable Hermann of Cologne: Do you have the wand and know how to use it?

Lavinia of Jerbiton: fine i'll ask archibald to lend me the wand

Priory Constable Hermann of Cologne: Well that's up to Archibald.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: or ask archibald to stop investigating faeiry land for a minute

Priory Constable Hermann of Cologne: I think it's fair for you to have asked about it prior to the adventure.

No pun intended.

Father Hazm: Archibald was locked up in Azkaban for killing that dude

Priory Constable Hermann of Cologne: So what say you Archibald?

Hello?

Napolino: Hello? Just ask it, why do you need the PC there for that.

Celeste: Oh, I thought a whole active thing was going on in whispers.

Priory Constable Hermann of Cologne: I don't know how you want to control access to the wand.

Father Hazm: He can just do the thing on the river

Priory Constable Hermann of Cologne: It seems like a fair question.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: i have a spell to break into archibald's lab and let me take it thankfully.

Napolino: Lavinia can just ask the river, why does that need the staff

Ilbrago: a spell to allow a grog to break into archibald's lab

Priory Constable Hermann of Cologne: Aren't you using it on the river daily to prevent it from doing anything you don't like?

Napolino: I dont know. I didnt like that nonsense and I just made a staff so we wouldnt be killed by an angry mob

Lavinia can use it for the day, who cares

Priory Constable Hermann of Cologne: Ok great.

Napolino: its a plot device to not be killed, please dont make me come up with the exact specifics of how and when its used every day

Guy of Bonisagus: ward against the shitty adventure

Priory Constable Hermann of Cologne: It is my considered opinion that you should be aware of how you use your magical resources, but in any case you're good to go Lavinia.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: I find an isolated stretch of riverbank to talk to the river.

Father Hazm: I'll go buy us a rowboat

Lavinia of Jerbiton: make archibald make the whal

Priory Constable Hermann of Cologne: Yes the Tiber can provide a bounty of fish.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: e.

Napolino: i dont have any free time ot even bother with that, bialas was meant to make the whale creation ritual and didnt

Lavinia of Jerbiton: Okay, I go back to the covenant and ask my sodales if they think we should get involved. We could Give Food to the Knights, Give Food to the Penitants, or do nothing

Celeste: We have a rowboat!

Priory Constable Hermann of Cologne: However it is limited by the amount of fish currently in the river and fishing has become a popular way to feed your family during the Herbam blight.

Celeste: They just gave us one.

Oh, for you.

Ilbrago: lets apply a steadily increasing number of minor wounds to archibald until dys makes flavor text for the river controlling staff

Priory Constable Hermann of Cologne: Why do you want to give food to the Knights Hospitaller?

Lavinia of Jerbiton: they said they were under seige and didnt have much

Celeste: Bialas was busy diving into a hole and dying in a rebalance patch

Napolino: instead of writing flavour text ill change my seasons so i never invented the staff and we all die, cumthinker.

Priory Constable Hermann of Cologne: Well the "siege" has lasted from mid-morning to the afternoon.

Ilbrago: . o O ( if this happens gulielmus will get a free season )

Father Hazm: Fiorella is busy growing chickens for people she cares about

Priory Constable Hermann of Cologne: So I think they're good.

Napolino: Good news for his arabic studies

Lavinia of Jerbiton: okay we'll bring fish to the penitants and tell them its courtesy of vardian's tomb

Celeste: They said they weren't under siege, and said that the penitents were an annoyance but not enough of a problem that they needed help.

I thought.

Well, he wouldnt turn down help.

Priory Constable Hermann of Cologne: Alright, sounds like it could work, Lavinia.

Celeste: Tell them that God brought us the fish.

That's important.

Priory Constable Hermann of Cologne: Lemme figure out how much fish you can get.

Ilbrago:

rolling 1d1000000

(

977592

)

=

977592

Celeste: lol.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: God grants this bounty to all who believe in the Holy Roman Emperor and shun the fake pope of avignon

Napolino: good roll

Ilbrago: thank you

Priory Constable Hermann of Cologne: Ok this is going to take a little bit of research, so please bear with me for a few minutes.

Ilbrago: fish are spontaneously generated, i think, so this shouldnt cause any lasting damage

Ilbrago stares at GMs

Celeste: lol.

Priory Constable Hermann of Cologne: Fish (pisces) have their name, as do cattle (pecus), from feeding (pascendo). Some fish are amphibious, able to swim and to walk on land. Beasts and birds were named first, because they are easily seen; when fish were named, the names were often related to similar land animals, by shape or color or habit. According to David the Psalmist, the sea contains fish without number.

Celeste: fuck yeah.

God is Great.

Priory Constable Hermann of Cologne: You can definitely scare up about 70 pounds of eel today on short notice.

Celeste: Write that down.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "eel" have some of that

Priory Constable Hermann of Cologne: 70 pounds of eel.

Done.

Father Hazm: I'll go make sure everyone knows this bounty is given to them by God, certified by me, an ordained priest.

Celeste: Roast eel. Eel soup. Eel pasta. Eel dumplings. Boiled eel. Eel and oil.

Aglio e eelio.

Ilbrago: roast eel?

what do you think these people are, nobles?

they'll boil their eel and they'll hate it

Father Hazm: Risotto al Eelio

Paul the Demagogue: "Thank you for the meal, Father. It is good to see that the French church still counts the faithful among its numbers."

Father Hazm: "There is one Church, French or otherwise, my child."

Paul the Demagogue: "Will you stand with us here today to denounce the greed that has condemned this city to damnation?"

Father Hazm: "Well, Greed is of course a sin, but what name did you care to put to it?"

Celeste: "A greedy man stirs up strife."

Paul the Demagogue: "Why, you can see it all around you! The rich in Rome hide their wealth away behind walls and guards instead of sharing it with the meek, as Jesus Christ," wailing and abasement, " would have done."

"The Knights Hospitaller are no different, sending the riches of Europe to their mercenary cohorts in the Mediterranean."

Father Hazm: "Perhaps you have a point. There is too much hoarding, and too few alms."

I can deliver a short speech to that effect.

Paul the Demagogue: You're more than welcome to.

Feel free to roll theology here.

To find out if this is actual doctrine or not.

Father Hazm:

rolling d10!+2+2 Int Theology

(

9

)

+2+2

=

13

Celeste:

rolling 1d10!+1+5+1 int + theo + heresy spec

(

3

)

+1+5+1

=

10

Paul the Demagogue: You should really bump that Theology score up.

Celeste: nice roll.

Paul the Demagogue: Anyway.

Celeste: Great job Celeste!

Father Hazm: I will

This adventure has given a lot of exposure to it.

"Yet her profit and her earnings will be set apart for the Lord; they will not be stored up or hoarded. Her profits will go to those who live before the Lord, for abundant food and fine clothes."

Paul the Demagogue: Alright whispers done.

Every time you say "Lord" it's accompanied by whipping noises as the penitents scourge themselves.

Man if they have enough money for doctors you could really clean up here, Lavinia.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: Jesus Christ be praised.

Father Hazm: Let's hire a Jew who can give them loans for medical bills

Celeste: "Paul, are you sure they don't share?"

Paul the Demagogue: The Jews in Rome are pretty poor.

Father Hazm: I mean, we let the Jew loan our money, who has permission to speculate

Paul the Demagogue: "I ask you, do you ever see a nobleman going hungry? Has a man wearing the finest silk ever tasted the ashes of starvation?"

Celeste: "Well, that's what happens when you're extremely in accordance with God.

"

"After all, I'm almost 40 years old! Look at me!"

I start doing exercises.

Paul the Demagogue: "Would you be willing to share your bounty with the poor and embrace poverty as the Lord Jesus Christ," chanting, whipping, and so forth, "would?"

Lavinia of Jerbiton: poverty is for poorfags

Paul the Demagogue: "Poverty is not limited to monastic orders, we must all embrace it to care for the meek in these, the final days."

Celeste: "We all have our roles to serve."

Paul the Demagogue: The final nights.

Boom, World of Darkness crossover.

Ilbrago: warhammer fantasy crossover

the man has a point

Paul the Demagogue: "Let us now pray for deliverance from sin, that we may be spared the coming apocalypse." He motions for one of his acolytes, who opens a box and lifts it high above his head. The box has another, smaller box wrapped in embroidered silk inside of it.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: Let's steal their relic and use it for our own purposes.

Paul the Demagogue: Every penitent falls to their knees in terrified supplication and even a few of the bystanders cross themselves.

Paul also begins praying.

Celeste: Relic Boy: "I need more relics!"

Father Hazm: Interasting

Paul the Demagogue: Roll Theology or Divine Lore or talk to a penitent to find out what this relic is.

Or don't, that's also fine.

Celeste: I'll do that.

Paul the Demagogue: Ok.

Which one?

Father Hazm:

rolling d10+2+2 Divine Lore Int

(

10

)

+2+2

=

14

Celeste:

rolling 1d10+2+5+1 per + divine lore + relic spec

(

9

)

+2+5+1

=

17

if per is not ok its 16

for int.

"What the H are they doing with that relic?"

Ilbrago takes a step back.

Father Hazm: "Perhaps we should discuss this with the masters of Varidan's Tomb."

Paul the Demagogue: Oh, St. Raphael is the patron saint of healing illness.

Celeste: A bunch of manga panel cut-ins of Celeste reading books, going to church, and going on pilgrimages come in.

"That's a vial of water from the well of Bethesda, a relic touched by the angel St. Raphael!"

I'm trying not to say it too loud.

Father Hazm: "They are no mere hungry rabble, that is certain," I remark quietly to Celeste, seeing she recognizes this stuff quite well for a mere mercenary

Lavinia of Jerbiton: the well of bethseda, making of the good fallout fames

Paul the Demagogue: Some penitents with wracking coughs are allowed to touch the relic or have the relic brought to them.

Standard relic stuff.

Everyone seems very impressed by the presentation of a genuine relic.

Celeste: "Very generous of them to let people touch the relic like that."

Father Hazm nods.

Celeste: I've never really looked into it, what can you do with relics?

Father Hazm: Historically these types are only going to get worse with the coming plague, so there's likely little we can nip in the bud here.

Celeste: Other than gain MR from holding them

Father Hazm: Best we move on.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: you can sacrifice them on an altar to moloch and gain sick powers

Paul the Demagogue: It should go without saying, but everyone with even a passing familiarity with the power of saints realizes that they are hoping their piety will cure their diseases.

Father Hazm: You can establish a church or shrine with them

Celeste: Ooh.

Ilbrago: and then desecrate the church for infernal power

Paul the Demagogue: So, in game terms that means that some relics can use Saint Powers at a cost to their Might Points, which regenerate at dawn every day.

Father Hazm: We still got a faerie regio to visit and I don't think anyone's going to try to murder Paul

Paul the Demagogue: The powers available to a relic are based on the powers the saint has, so a relic of St. Raphael is unlikely to have Fireball.

Celeste: Neat. I have a relic of St Urban of Langres, the patron of Langres; Dijon; vine-growers, vine-dressers, gardeners, vintners, and coopers; invoked against blight, frost, storms, alcoholism, and faintness wikipedia

in my mace.

Paul the Demagogue: The Fairy Regio is for next week.

Father Hazm: Ah

Paul the Demagogue: Not every relic can be used to invoke saint powers.

Celeste: This one is mostly for MR and hitting demons.

Paul the Demagogue: For example, the ones you can get at character creation lack this ability.

Anyway, anyone want to touch the relic?

Lavinia of Jerbiton: Celeste does.

Ilbrago: I do.

Celeste: I'm feeling healthy, so I don't want to take any relic juice away from people.

Do I?

I will if you want, boss.

Father Hazm: I'll entreat the divine powers and then take a look at the relic with Second Sight

What's the aura here?

Celeste: Also a good idea.

Ilbrago: Ilbrago glances around and tries to slip into the crowd.

Paul the Demagogue: The aura is Divine 1.

Just like any street during the day.

It's a little weird right here because of the Magic aura and priory aura, but it's Divine 1.

Father Hazm:

rolling d10+2+2+1 Presence + Divine Lore (entreatment)

(

8

)

+2+2+1

=

13

Paul the Demagogue: Anyway, roll Second Sight.

Father Hazm: Had to check that first

Paul the Demagogue: What's Entreatment?

Ilbrago: i want that blessing

Father Hazm: No penalty from the aura to magic-based Second Sight

Celeste: Fuck. Faerie Second Sight, rip

Paul the Demagogue: Gah.

Ilbrago: gahahaha.

Father Hazm:

rolling 5+2+d10! Second SIght

5+2+

(

8

)

=

15

Paul the Demagogue: Anyway, while you're doing that Ilbrago touches the relic and is instantly incinerated!

Celeste:

rolling 1d10!+2+3-4 per + sec sig + faerie power in divine aura

(

1

)

+2+3-4

=

2

lmfao.

Paul the Demagogue: Just kidding, he just touches it.

The silk is soft but there's a solid box inside it, which must contain the water or a vial of the water or something.

Ilbrago: Wow!

Father Hazm: Entreat the Powers is an ability of learned magicians to mitigate penalties to magic abilities using the Lore of that realm

Ilbrago: I'm the luckiest grog in the world right now.

Father Hazm: Hazm learned it during his time studying at Bologna

Celeste: Noice.

Learned Magicians seem pretty smart. Heh heh.

Father Hazm: I have been informed that it is not a demon tainted object in disguise

Paul the Demagogue: AFK a sec, what do you want to do about these penitents in the long term?

Oh, Second Sight can't determine that.

You'd need Sense Holiness and Unholiness.

Celeste: Aaahhh.

Father Hazm: Mm

Paul the Demagogue: Anyway AFK.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: let us ensure our grogs are well fed and ministered by father hazm so they dont defect

Father Hazm: I'll have to initiate mysel finto that

Celeste: let's inflate the prices of the inn while they're here.

Father Hazm: Anyway, there's no demons nearby or anything, which isn't quite as good to know. I'm not diseased so I don't need to touch it though.

Ilbrago: You should though.

It's great.

Celeste: I'll touch it, since Lavinia asked a while ago.

Father Hazm: Fine

Celeste: If they're offering, hey, everybody's a sinner who could use some healing, right?

Father Hazm: I got death prophecy, I can stand to touch the infernal relic

Celeste: So, about the penitents, though, aside from charging them extra at the inn to exploit this situation, what should we do?

Napolino bites into a chicken leg

Lavinia of Jerbiton: i dont see it as a problem really

Father Hazm: Yeah

Lavinia of Jerbiton: they seem stupid and easily bribed

Father Hazm: Penitents are only going to get worse during the 14th century anyway, the magical famine is just fanning the lfames

Celeste: someone with more than -3 communication should tell them to go on pilgrimage

Ilbrago: lets invite them inside to see our talking skull relic

Father Hazm: I have 2 Comm

Lavinia of Jerbiton: L;et's genocide them all.

and let Guy do all the fighting.

Father Hazm: I was going to ask if my Charm spec in Italian women worked on Celeste, but then I realized she's Greek

Ilbrago: slaughter the Franks

Father Hazm: And we really do slaughter them

Celeste: Greeks ftw.

I should learn more of the language in-game.

Father Hazm: I can teach you

Well, I'll write a summa on Greek instead

Celeste: Hafl is missing out.

Father Hazm: Well we know the Hopsitaliers are fine, are the Cappocis suitably guarded?

Celeste: Hey, screw those guys.

Excuse my French.

Father Hazm: Well okay then

Celeste: I mean, they're probably very well equipped.

Father Hazm: I suggest we create an alms house in the name of the Church of Ponza

Celeste: The penitents aren't poor!

They're just hungry and sick for some reason. Maybe we took all the fish.

Paul the Demagogue: Sorry I had some cereal today and I think it's disagreeing with me.

Father Hazm: Well we steal the zeitgeist from under them if they're not poor

Celeste: Happens to us all.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: lets create a powerful mentem item that makes people not realize they're hungry

Endrite (GM): Just use Virgillian magic to do that.

Gahahaha.

Father Hazm: Fiorella hasn't had time to work on her mentem

Ilbrago: but is hunger an emotion or a state of mind

Father Hazm: It's a memory

Or an estimation

Endrite (GM): The poverty that Paul espouses is similar to monastic poverty in that you're expected to give away your material possessions but are maintained to a reasonable standard.

Celeste: It's only faiir.

fair.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: do we look rich

are we in danger of being mugged

Celeste: See if Anson will sell you that vineyard in the Faerie 2 aura so you can grow crops.

Ilbrago: are you wearing your exquisite claok

cloak

Napolino: I'm famous for being a good guy, so no-one's going to mug me.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: shit.

i am.

Celeste: hah

Endrite (GM): Nobody in Rome would be dumb enough to mug someone from Vardian's Tomb.

However, anti-wealth sentiment could definitely be a problem going forward.

Ilbrago: just dont tell the rabble that we have 250 pounds worth of pirate plunder

Endrite (GM): Yoho.

Anyway, is that the current plan?

Lavinia of Jerbiton: works 4 me

Ilbrago: building an alms house?

Endrite (GM): Just trying to keep any covenfolk from defecting?

Father Hazm: VT's books are consistently in the red so I don't think we're particularly opulent.

Ilbrago: I don't even get full pay.

Endrite (GM): I certainly have never thought so.

Ilbrago: let's kill the magi.

Endrite (GM):  Glowing mundane brain

Celeste: If you go to the Garden of Herisson and magically create food with CrHe for Moon duration and take it out, does it then rot and produce miasma

Ilbrago: we'll kill the magi, and sell the annual vis harvest to the redcaps for gold

Celeste: t his is ooc because i dont have enough magic theory to ask this question.

Endrite (GM): I have no idea.

You'd need to ask Johns.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: it does not.

Endrite (GM): Alright.

So, as predicted, the penitent march eventually leaves the Priory with no serious harm done to anyone.

Father Hazm: They seem well connected but we can explore that later

Endrite (GM): A few days later, a desperate young man turns up on your doorstep.

The covenanters who went to explore the Fairy regio have (returned and are too busy/all died/gone missing/been replaced by fairies and spend all their time dancing).

Father Hazm: RIP Fiorella

Nico of Capocci: "Please help me, this is a matter of life and death!"

Napolino bites into another chicken leg

Father Hazm: Let's allow this representative of the esteemed Capocci family inside.

I instruct a grog to bring him inside and announce our guest.

Nico of Capocci: "My louer has fallen ill and I have heard that a master of medicine lives here."

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "Ave."

What's a louer

Celeste: lover.

Nico of Capocci: Lover but before "u" was invented.

I mean "v".

Ilbrago: it's the louercase version of LOUER

Nico of Capocci: "Please, you must promise to help me."

Celeste: it's the louuercase.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "I am sworn by the oath of Hippocrates. What seems to be the trouble?"

Guy of Bonisagus turns the page.

Father Hazm: "I'll return to my work if you are seeing to this, Doctor Zoboli."

Nico of Capocci: "It is my lover, she has taken ill and fallen into a deep slumber."

Celeste: "How tragic."

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "Very well, I'll go see him."

"Her."

Nico of Capocci: "Ah," he holds his hand to his face in (rather theatrical) grief, "therein lies the rub, for she is held in bondage by her cruel father, the Count Annibaldi."

Father Hazm: "Perhaps I can compose a chartae, to aid in her recovery, doctor, if you can get me her birthday."

Nico of Capocci: You might find his behavior unusual but please remember, he's a teen.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "How do you know of her condition if she's held captive?"

Celeste: "Maybe he lets the boy visit on weekends."

Nico of Capocci: "She has not been to our rendezvous in the hills. Her absence cuts me more cruelly than the most fiendish weapons ever devised by the hands of man."

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "Oh. This sounds like a problem for a Knight and not a Doctor, then."

Ilbrago shouts from across the tavern.

Ilbrago: "Yeah, they're right across the street!"

Nico of Capocci: "Her faithful servants have spirited word of her condition away from her prison and to my ears."

"I can pay you any price to save the picture of God's perfect grace here on Earth."

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "Hm, do you have any magical artifacts or vis?"

"Texts on the arcane or occult?"

Nico of Capocci: He looks confused.

He pulls out his purse, heavy with coin.

"Is this what you mean?"

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "Use it to hire some mercenaries, we're not thugs for sale."

Ilbrago: https://i.imgur.com/lnJW7YT.png

Celeste: lol

Nico of Capocci: "Then you would condemn my beloved Gavriella to death," he sinks to his knees.

Celeste: "Are you leaving anything out?"

Napolino: I have a headache so I'm just going to bed. Napolino becomes an NPC grog again. Farewell.

Celeste: "Perhaps some detail that will spark her interest."

rip.

goodnight

Nico of Capocci: Farewell.

"Gavriella's voice is like the song of a songbird."

"Her hair is a more brilliant gold than all the treasuries of Europe."

Celeste: "Oh, please."

Nico of Capocci: "Her skin is as smooth as a pool of milk."

He continues on in this fashion for some time.

Ilbrago: farewell dys.

Nico of Capocci: Heedless of your lack of romantic spirit.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "Is your father Hugo di Capoci?"

Nico of Capocci: "Yes, what of the tyrant?"

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "A tyrant?"

"I was going to ask if he had magical resources to spare for your task."

Nico of Capocci: "In his wickedness, he has forbade me from seeing Gavriella ever again, but mere walls are no barrier to true love."

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "Well, then your true love should be able to get you through the walls without our help. Good luck."

Nico of Capocci: "His magicians refuse to aid me, proving them to be mere charlatans."

He draws himself off the floor. "Then if you will not help me, it falls to me to rescue my beloved with my own two hands, armed with nothing but the flames of our passion."

Ilbrago: "Those magicians are nothing compared to our magicians!"

Nico of Capocci: If you don't stop him, he leaves the Eastern Ear Inn with this declaration.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: I do not stop him.

Nico of Capocci: Alright, farewell.

Ilbrago downs a glass.

Father Hazm: It sounds like a violation of the CoH to help him

Ilbrago: "God, I wish this wasn't just water."

Endrite (GM): Eh, maybe.

Anyway, apart from whatever disruption the Fairy Regio adventure causes, life returns to normal. Well, I mean, there's still an apocalyptic catastrophe going on, but you know what I mean.

Lavinia, how many patients do you see outside of Vardian's Tomb?

Lavinia of Jerbiton: like 4 maybe

Endrite (GM): Who are they?

Ilbrago: is she still helping the knights

Lavinia of Jerbiton: some rich people i guess idk

Endrite (GM): Alright, you notice their households falling ill at a surprising rate.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: good shit.

Endrite (GM): Furthermore, you hear rumors that House Annibaldi has succumbed almost entirely to some disease.

There have been a few recoveries, but much of the household is deathly ill.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: im sure theres no connection

Endrite (GM): Possibly.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: well if they want to pay me i can take on a few more patients

Ilbrago: it can't be helped

Endrite (GM): One of the last healthy retainers does, indeed, request your services.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: Ok I will add to their disease recovery roll.

Endrite (GM): He is circumspect about the number of patients, but he requests that you come to their villa at once.

Bringing as many assistants as you feel necessary, of course.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: I'll ask Father Hazm to come with

Father Hazm: Okay

Endrite (GM): Anyone else or has everyone fallen asleep/started watching wrestlemania?

Celeste: I guess, if you need an armed guard.

I can come.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: sure why not

its a party

Endrite (GM): Huzzah!

Ilbrago: i can come.

or you could run into gulielmus on the road. who knows

Endrite (GM): That'd be ok.

Ilbrago: wheres beardbeard

Endrite (GM): You got me.

Celeste: good q

Father Hazm: I believe he has checked out

Celeste: rip.

Ilbrago: hes a coward

Endrite (GM): Anyway, the Annibaldi villa is lightly guarded. The guards on guard hurriedly let you inside, but quickly close the doors behind you.

Celeste: "It's a good thing I'm here to guard you from all these guards."

Ilbrago: "Who's going to guard us from the disease?"

Endrite (GM): Let me try him on Steam.

Father Hazm: "Well I'm glad you're here, what with all this 'French Church' talk."

Endrite (GM): It says he's online but he isn't responding.

Let's forge ahead without him.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: i dont think he was having fun.

Father Hazm: Yeah

Endrite (GM): Sheesh.

Celeste: Nothing he could do.

Endrite (GM): Well, should we call it here and pick it up again next week when everyone is feeling better or do you want to wrap this up?

Lavinia of Jerbiton: lets wrap it up

What mysterious illness plagues the Annibaldis

Endrite (GM): Ok.

Celeste: Yeah.

Ilbrago: rip.

let's run combat against the entire annibaldi household

Celeste: ^^^

Endrite (GM): The many rooms of the Annibaldi villa resemble the hospital of the Priory of St. Ubaldesca, with the remaining healthy servants tending to the needs of the ailing family.

To preempt your question, many of the servants have also fallen ill.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: I attempt to diagnose the illness.

Endrite (GM): Alright, you certainly don't lack for evidence.

Roll Medicine.

Lavinia of Jerbiton:

rolling 1d10+7

(

3

)

+7

=

10

Endrite (GM): + Int.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: +2

== 12

Endrite (GM): Ok.

(From Endrite (GM)): It's Garotillo!

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "Tis Garotillo"

I was supposed to make a cure for that a few years ago but forgot. Oh well!

Endrite (GM): Whoops.

What the heck?

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "Where do they get their drinking water from?"

Endrite (GM): A serving maid tells you they get their water from a well. The Count hasn't trusted the Tiber ever since it started to clear up.

Now where'd Shaun go?

Don't tell me Shaun and Beardbeard are the same person.

Celeste: Nope.

But I don't know where Shaun went either.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: shaun says he had a poewr outage

Celeste: What the heck.

Oh.

Endrite (GM): Gah!

Ilbrago: cranked

Lavinia of Jerbiton: Let us inspect the well.

Beardbeard: hmm. me too

Endrite (GM): Well, it can't be helped.

Ilbrago: I'll look in the well.

Celeste: Well, well, well.

Endrite (GM): It's a large well, located inside the fortified villa.

Ilbrago:

rolling 1d10!+1 Perception

(

4

)

+1

=

5

Endrite (GM): It's dark inside the well.

Ilbrago: "It's dark, boss."

Endrite (GM): To skip ahead a little, the water doesn't seem tainted to a visual inspection, but it does smell a little strange.

Celeste: "Good work, Ilbrago."

Lavinia of Jerbiton: I use my big brain to deduce the solution to this enigma.

Someone peed in the well.

Endrite (GM): Is Asparagus a medieval vegetable?

Celeste: My god... The celestials.

Ilbrago: yes

Endrite (GM): Well there's your answer!

But seriously, is it possible for any of you to perform an investigation on water?

Ilbrago: "My expert reckoning is... there's a demon in the well."

Lavinia of Jerbiton: I will collect samples of well water, sick people blood, sick people urine, and also ask if the Annibaldis have a library.

surely Guy can cast Intelligo Aquam.

Ilbrago: increasingly nervous maga

Guy of Bonisagus: lets see

i cannot

Endrite (GM): They have a library, but it is hardly extensive.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: Guy you don't have any Intelligo Aquam?

Endrite (GM): Mostly just a few Bibles and some letters.

Ilbrago: he has one of the no sponting flaws i think

Lavinia of Jerbiton: lol.

Celeste: I don't have any Intellego Aquam either.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: haha.

tfw all the wizards are useless.

Celeste: Also, my wizard who isn't here, he has deficient intellego.

Ilbrago: DO you know who had a formulaic spell to talk to investigate water

Endrite (GM): Collecting the urine is easy enough and those afflicted are hardly in any condition to stop you from taking their blood.

Ilbrago: uh

Endrite (GM): Aristocritus...

Ilbrago: well i fucked up that sentence. but regardless, do you know which wizard had that

Guy of Bonisagus: yeah i cant spont

Ilbrago: yes.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: I don't know Ilbrago.

Whoms't've?

Ilbrago: aristocritus of trianoma, the archon beneath the mountain

Lavinia of Jerbiton: does guy's inability to spont mean he can't ceremonially cast either

I weep a single bitter tear at the memory of our dead greek friend, then I will try using the Sortes.

Endrite (GM): Does Medicine or Apothecary or whatever have any method to investigate water?

Guy of Bonisagus: idk

Celeste: how about Survival?

Guy of Bonisagus: i just know i cant spont

Endrite (GM): Let me see.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: Ease Factor 12: " Learn a natural property of a liquid."

Endrite (GM): Doesn't look like it, Celeste.

Lavinia of Jerbiton:

rolling 1d10!+8+2+6

(

3

)

+8+2+6

=

19

Celeste: rip.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: boom.

Celeste: Nice.,

Lavinia of Jerbiton: I discern what causes the funky odor.

Ilbrago: you could second sight the well.

to see hte demon

Endrite (GM): Sadly it's up to the greatest wizard on life to save the day.

(From Endrite (GM)): It's been poisoned with a poison that causes Garotillo!

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "The well has been poisoned."

In darts invenom'd and in poison skill'd.

Then Clytius fell beneath his fatal spear,

Celeste: Is there a demon?

Ilbrago: who knows.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "I don't know. I wish Gulielmus were here with a spell to talk to wells so we could ask who poisoned it."

Ilbrago: afk

Celeste: "I miss him."

(From Endrite (GM)): The poison is a mixture of beef blood, honey, and some herbs that are beyond the ability of the Sortes to detect, due to the minute quantities present and also because I don't want to give you free XP In the form of a potion recipe.

Endrite (GM): Apart from the water, there are other ways to investigate this mystery.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: We can ask the servants if Nico Capocci was spotted nearby the well.

Endrite (GM): Criminey we have too many NPCs.

Celeste: Not enough.

Old Woman: "Who is that, m'lady? If it's a Capocci you seek, you would not find him here. The Count is feuding with them on account of he suspects them of witching up the river." She taps her nose knowingly.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "Who else could have poisoned your well?"

Old Woman: "Poor old Gavriella was the last one to hold any faith with that rotten family, but she passed away..."

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "By the way, the well is poisoned, don't drink from it."

Old Woman: Good tip.

Celeste: I'm actually going to have to go for like, fifteen minutes. I'm sorry.

Old Woman: "The Count has many enemies. Those Capoccis are well known for trafficking in poisons and other witchcraft."

I hope to have this sesh wrapped in an hour.

"But it could be anyone! Those Knights Hospitaller have always eyed m'lord's holdings like a starving wolf."

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "You know what? It was probably them."

Old Woman: "Or those maniacs who whip themselves in the street! They're filthy!"

"If you ask me, we're safer inside these walls even with this foul sickness than the rest of the poor folk in Rome."

Guy of Bonisagus: "Dr. Zoboli is right, those knights must be behind this."

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "They have access to foul poisons from far off Araby."

"Motive, means, opportunity..  Cui bono, Cicero used to say."

Old Woman: "It is good if the truth comes to light, but m'lord's guards can scarce protect our home, let alone fight a band of mercenaries grown fat off plunder."

"If you know this poison, can you concoct a cure?"

Ilbrago: im back.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "I could, given enough time and resources. My meager little clinic is hard pressed to compete with all the foul apothecaries of the Knights but it is my duty as a Christian to do what I can."

Old Woman: "Bless you, doctor, bless you." she clasps your hands with her old, wrinkled mitts.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: Today I did something good for my community.

Old Woman: Alright, do you want to investigate this further, table it, or give them a fake cure and steal all their money?

Celeste: "You're a wonderful woman, Lavinia."

Lavinia of Jerbiton: i can make a real cure given a season

i cant think of another way to investigate without an actual Sponting wizard here

Ilbrago: diedne's revenge

Endrite (GM): You could follow up on Gavriella's death.

Or try to find Nico, if you believe him to be responsible.

Ilbrago: shaun's character is also a sponting wizard.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: I didn't think to secure an A/C to Nico.

Endrite (GM): Alright.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: I'll ask how Gavriella did.

Died.

Was it from Posion? I bet its from poison

Ilbrago: "Say, did that Capocci kid ever come around here and cause trouble?"

Old Woman: As she said, she never saw him.

Ilbrago: oh, i missed that part

Old Woman: But he did claim to have some confederates.

No problemo.

"She was the first to fall ill and the first to die."

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "She was given a Christian burial, I hope?"

Celeste: "Oh, it's rude to even ask that, I bet."

Old Woman: "We couldn't even have a proper funeral for her."

"She was just buried with only a few mourners, since the rest of the house had taken ill at the time."

"I snuck her favorite veil into her dress before they took her away, so she won't be afraid."

The old maid starts to tear up at this memory.

Roll Area Lore: Rome or Church Lore.

Ilbrago: sounds reasonable

Celeste: "Yeah... That is very sad."

rolling 1d10+1+2 int + church lore

(

6

)

+1+2

=

9

Ilbrago: grogs should really get some free area lore.

Lavinia of Jerbiton:

rolling 1d10+2 having neither

(

3

)

+2

=

5

(From Old Woman): Sounds sad!

Ilbrago:

rolling 1d10!-1 same

(

10

+

8

)

-1

=

17

lol

Old Woman: Wow!

But I didn't ask for a stress roll.

Ilbrago: it's also illegal to roll area lore without any xp

Old Woman: It seems reasonable since you live here.

Also you all managed to remember that rich families often pay mourners to cry at funerals.

Celeste: "It's pretty common for people to bury their loved ones with their favorite things to avoid their spirits coming back to haunt people."

Endrite (GM): In game terms, that probably counts as an Arcane Connection, if you want to go grave robbing.

Ilbrago: i will follow up on this lead

"They didn't even pay anyone?"

Lavinia of Jerbiton: hey I have a Graverobber agent

Old Woman: Let's introduce this unused system into play at once!

johns: I call upon a favor of my graverobber agent, earning Agent XP.

Old Woman: "No, only a few of the other servants were able to attend, but I don't count myself among them. It's been a busy time..." she trails off.

Ok, the grave robber will have to wait until nightfall to do his dirty deed.

What do you have to roll to make him do his thing?

I barely even remember that the agent system exists, let alone how it works, to be honest.

Celeste: Same here.

This is exciting.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: Comm + Charm, Intrigue, or LEadership + Bond Strength - Gift Penalty + STress vs

vs East Factor

Old Woman: Alright, let's roll it.

Let's say Ease Factor 9 here.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: Perform an Easy task

(Ease Factor 6)

3 Persuade a merchant to give pas-

sage to a magus with The Blatant

Lavinia of Jerbiton: Gift

Perform a Hard task (Ease

Factor 12)

6 Steal a ring from a lady’s finger

Lavinia of Jerbiton:

Perform an Impressive

task (Ease Factor 18)

9 Arrange a fatal accident for the

prince

Old Woman: It's his profession, after all.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: Within a few weeks +0

Within a few days +1

Within a day +3

No risk to self (simple die) +0 Deliver a package to a

merchant

Lavinia of Jerbiton:

Risk of embarrassment or reputation

(attempt requires a stress die, 1 botch die)

+1 Deliver a prostitute to a

merchant

Lavinia of Jerbiton:

Risk of injury or imprisonment (attempt

requires a stress die, 3 botch dice)

+3 Deliver a threat to a rich

merchant

Lavinia of Jerbiton:

Risk of death (attempt requires a stress die,

5 botch dice)

+6 Deliver a threat to the

bishop, in his own palace

Old Woman: Thank you.

Graze, amici.

Lavinia of Jerbiton:

rolling 1d10!+2+2+1 Comm+Intrigue+Bond

(

7

)

+2+2+1

=

12

Old Woman: Alright that's good enough to get him to do it within a day.

Ilbrago: we also used to have a magus with a formulaic spell to speak to the dead.

Old Woman: The risk is low, since the family graveyard isn't being guarded at the moment. The Annibaldi's figure that no one is going to be crazy enough to try to rob plague victims' graves.

Celeste: Who would?

Old Woman: You have one now but Mortis is too busy.

His mom is yelling at him to find a good job for his brother.

More people should learn that spell!

Anyway...

Endrite (GM): It wouldn't be useful in this situation, because the grave is empty!

Lavinia of Jerbiton: Zuhhh

Endrite (GM): You only find a veil lying at the bottom of the casket.

(They're rich enough they don't buy coffins.)

Lavinia of Jerbiton: guhh

is the grave already disturbed

Celeste: No corpse, huh?

Lavinia of Jerbiton: did the skeleton get animated and claw its way out

Endrite (GM): Yes, in your grave robber's expert opinion someone has already robbed this grave.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: uhhh thats weird

Ilbrago: yikes

Celeste: Holy shit.

Endrite (GM): However, he notes, there is no evidence that the person inside the casket was ever dead!

Lavinia of Jerbiton: i thought we were the only sickos in town.

Celeste: Holy shit!

Ilbrago: after decades of fighting necromancers and demons from hell weve finally come up against an opponent as depraved as vardians tomb

Lavinia of Jerbiton: ok there's hopefully an easy way to get to the bottom of this, use the veil as an AC to trace down its owner

Endrite (GM): There's none of the corruption you usually see in these situations. He offers to let you smell the casket as proof.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: I will smell the casket, sure

Endrite (GM): It smells earthy, but not like death.

As a doctor and occasional murderer you are familiar with that smell.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "Occasional"????

it happened ONCE

Celeste: That's occasional.

Endrite (GM): What an occasion it was, too.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: Very well, let us consult the sortes using this arcane connection, as to the location of its owner.

Endrite (GM): Sounds good.

Celeste: Virgil ftw.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: wont even go to the mercury regio this time

rolling 1d10!+8+2+3 vs 12

(

9

)

+8+2+3

=

22

Ilbrago watches Lavinia open her book with bated breath.

Endrite (GM): Lemme check something.

Alright cool.

You find this veil's owner, Gavriella!

Celeste: :O

Endrite (GM): She's at the Port of Ostia!

The Sortes helpfully updates your minimap with her precise location.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "Celeste, will you please round up the usual band of toughs to deal with this?"

Ilbrago: We'll never catch her in time.

wheres the vergil quote johns

Celeste: "Of course, if they're not caught up whipping their own backs with the penitents."

Lavinia of Jerbiton: Within a long recess there lies a bay:

An island shades it from the rolling sea,

And forms a port secure for ships to ride;

Ilbrago: ty

Endrite (GM): MAKES you think.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: The tiber river feeds to Ostia right?

Endrite (GM): Anyway, you travel to Ostia and have many exciting adventures along the way.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: whee

Endrite (GM): Yes.

Do you have an idea?

Lavinia of Jerbiton: no just curious

Endrite (GM): Alright.

You find your way to a dockside tavern, where your Sortes minimap directs you to the room in which Gavriella may be found.

How do you want to handle this?

Celeste: "Should I knock, or do we just go in?"

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "I trust your judgement when it comes to matters of violent interrogation"

Ilbrago: "Hey, you're the, you know."

"In between the boss and me."

Endrite (GM): Underboss.

Celeste: That sounds sinful.

Ilbrago: bosslet

Endrite (GM): Consigliere.

Celeste: "Can anyone do that thing where you like, touch the wall and then say what's on the other side?"

Ilbrago: "Yeah but the owner won't like it."

Guy of Bonisagus: i thought i could but i cant

Ilbrago grabs the haft of his weapon, which is...

Celeste: "Nothing I could do."

Ilbrago: a 2-handed battleaxe

Celeste: I use my mace and hit the door alongside Ilbrago.

Endrite (GM): Alright.

It takes a few whacks but eventually you break through the barred door.

You discover Gavreilla, lying dead on the floor with Nico dead on top of her, locked in an eternal embrace.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: cute.

Ilbrago: "Ahh hell."

Celeste: "Oh, Jesus Christ!"

Endrite (GM): Or until you move them, I guess.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: i guess they did the romeo and juilet.

Endrite (GM): Could be.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: i inspect the bodies.

Endrite (GM): You find a glass vial that rolled between Gavriella's legs.

Both bodies are still warm.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: Does Nico still have his purse of coin

Endrite (GM): Do you want to perform any other investigation?

He still has his purse but it is much more empty than it was.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: What's the cause of death

Ilbrago: i'll keep a lookout.

"You do whatever it is wizards do with bodies."

Endrite (GM): It's a Medicine roll to do an autopsy.

+ INT

Lavinia of Jerbiton:

rolling 1d10+2+7

(

6

)

+2+7

=

15

(From Endrite (GM)): They both died of cyanide poisoning.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "Cyanide."

"Well, it's suicide, so they're going to hell. No Christian burial for them."

"I will let Mortis know, he would have good use for them."

Celeste: "What idiots."

(From Endrite (GM)): Interestingly, Gaverilla was still sick and, even more astonishingly, in the early stages of Variola instead of the late stages of Garotillo.

Ilbrago: "That's a damn shame, it is."

Lavinia of Jerbiton: What is Variola?

devil's fav demon: smallpox

Endrite (GM): More commonly it's known as smallpox.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: I see.

Endrite (GM): smol

Lavinia of Jerbiton: Let us bring Mortis here to interrogate the dead, as it is beyond me.

Endrite (GM): Alright.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: was Nico sick

Endrite (GM): Not that you can tell.

But if he came into contact with Gavriella he probably caught smallpox from her.

Speaking of, you have also come into contact with a smallpox victim.

Celeste: Awesome.

Endrite (GM): You can probably avoid catching it though.

Disease Avoidance roll:

Stamina + Living Conditions Modifier +

(Corpus/5) + Wound Penalty + stress die

Ilbrago: cripes

i don't know my living conditions modifier

Endrite (GM): Vs. the Stable factor for the disease, which is 9 in this case.

Celeste: Isn't the living conditions modifier 8

Ilbrago: for grogs?

Lavinia of Jerbiton: is my modifer the bonuses from bath, animo, and longevity rituals

Endrite (GM): -2 for living in the city + 10 for all the magic.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: i see.

Ilbrago:

rolling 1d10!+8+3

(

6

)

+8+3

=

17

Lavinia of Jerbiton:

rolling 1d10!+8-1

(

9

)

+8-1

=

16

Endrite (GM): Everyone here gets to roll this by the way.

Celeste:

rolling 1d10!+2+8

(

10

+

4

)

+2+8

=

24

Endrite (GM): Phew!

Lavinia of Jerbiton: Sheesh and this stuff killed the indians?

Ilbrago: guy may or may not be here

Lavinia of Jerbiton: gay.

Guy of Bonisagus: whats our living conditions right now

Ilbrago: since hes half here, his total should be halved

Mortis ex Verditus:

rolling 1d10! + 10 + 2

(

9

)

+10+2

=

21

Endrite (GM): Mortis gives you an earful for interrupting his work, but he agrees to summon up these ghosts.

Guy of Bonisagus:

rolling 1d10!+10

(

4

)

+10

=

14

Endrite (GM): Which one would you like to speak to first?

Lavinia of Jerbiton: the dead girl

Endrite (GM): Alright.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: Hey stupid. You're dead.

Endrite (GM): The room smells like oranges and you hear a ghostly voice call out.

Gavriella of Annibaldi: "Nico... my beloved Nico... where are you..."

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "Nico's right here." I point to the corpse.

Gavriella of Annibaldi: "Where is he... it's so dark..."

Celeste: "You killed yourselves like idiots."

Ilbrago: "Rookie move."

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "Did you fake your death only to die here?"

Gavriella of Annibaldi: "I'm dead? That can't be... Nico isn't here..."

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "Nico will be with you shortly. Just tell me what happened."

Gavriella of Annibaldi: "I was sick... and Nico came... to save me..."

"He gave me.... a potion..."

"We were reunited..."

Celeste: "Wow, Nico was a little psycho."

Gavriella of Annibaldi: "Then we came here... to start our new lives... across the sea..."

"What happened... where is Nico..."

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "Hold that thought."

"Mortis, summon Nico please."

Endrite (GM): He grumbles and does so.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "Hi Nico. Where did you get the potion?"

Endrite (GM): Fortunately this just works and I don't have to screw around with concentration rolls.

Ilbrago: Updated my precedent journal.

Nico of Capocci: "Doctor... where is Gavriella..."

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "Right here."

"Your potion didn't work so well. Where did you get it?"

Nico of Capocci: "I can't see her... it's so dark..."

Perhaps he's wondering why you'd summon a ghost just before pushing him out a plane.

"The cure... it was... I found it... in a house..."

"Where is Gavriella... we are to be together..."

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "C'mon, focus. Whose house. Who told you it was a cure."

Nico of Capocci: "The potion... he said it would help... I found it..."

"He was a good man... Gavriella... got better..."

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "Who?"

Nico of Capocci: "Then... we came here... to flee to France... but then what happened..."

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "You died after drinking from the vial."

Nico of Capocci: "He was... a leper..."

Celeste: "Hm."

Nico of Capocci: "But... he traveled with the penitents..."

"Dead... no... where is Gavriella..."

Celeste: "Klybutes?"

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "She's dead too. Her ghost is over there."

Nico of Capocci: "Where is she... I can't see her..."

"It's so dark..."

Ilbrago: "So it was murder, then."

"Not suicide."

Nico of Capocci: "Doctor... you have to help..."

Lavinia of Jerbiton: Does Cyanide cause blindness or are they jsut being dumb ghosts

Ilbrago: roll hermetic theory. gahaha

Nico of Capocci: Seems like some ghost bullshit to me.

Lavinia of Jerbiton:

rolling 1d10+2+2 magic theory

(

10

)

+2+2

=

14

Ilbrago: criminy

Lavinia of Jerbiton slam dunks Ilbrago

Ilbrago is reduced to ashes

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "I remember a leper with the penitents awhile ago, Jehan or something was his name."

"So he gave you a potion to give to Gavriella before your escape, and then a potion you tried out here in Ostia?"

Nico of Capocci: "She was... sick again... we had no cure... for it..."

"Better to be... together... forever..."

"Where is Gavriella..."

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "Oh, so you killed her. Good job."

Ilbrago: "So it was suicide, then."

"Not murder."

Nico of Capocci: "Never... she was... my true love..."

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "So she'll get buried in consecrated ground and be with Jesus and you get stuck in Mortis' lab and sent to hell."

"Tough break."

"Or we could bury you both together if you tell us where to find the Leper."

Ilbrago: "Oh!"

"What if you keep both of their ghosts around?"

Mortis ex Verditus: If he's destined for Hell then, according to Hermetic Theory, he's already there.

Ilbrago: sad

Mortis ex Verditus: Also I'm not going to keep Whispers Beyond the Black Gate up on two people forever.

Ilbrago: mortis, sworn enemy of true love

Mortis ex Verditus: Also they aren't technically ghosts, as they have no ability to move about the spirit world, so more technically they would be called apparitions and blah blah blah.

Endrite (GM): He continues in this fashion for a while.

Ilbrago: "Okay, but, what if you get their real ghosts?"

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "What if we visit Avernus and meet their ghosts in the afterlife?"

Mortis ex Verditus: "Why would we?"

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "Just a thought."

"Anyway Nico, where do I find the leper?"

Nico of Capocci: "I don't... remember..."

"A house... in Rome..."

"But... where..."

"The penitents... were they there..."

"No... I was alone..."

"Where was the house..."

Nico of Capocci: "Doctor... you have to help me... find Gavriella.."

Lavinia of Jerbiton: Any other questions

I feel we have exhausted the use of this dead man.

Endrite (GM): Anyone?

Ilbrago: we could ask him for capocci secrets.

where's the secret loot, ghost

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "Where does Hugo di Capocci keep his most valuable magical secrets"

Nico of Capocci: "My treasure..."

"Where is she..."

"My father... came between us..."

"Nothing can come... between true love..."

Lavinia of Jerbiton: "Alright."

"They're all yours Mortis."

Lavinia of Jerbiton dusts hands

Mortis ex Verditus: "I don't want a couple diseased corpses."

"I might catch something."

Spoilers: he didn't.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: Alright, I'll ask my graverobber to bury them somewhere.

Mortis ex Verditus: Alright cool.

Celeste: Nice job.

Endrite (GM): Well, a tragic end to this tale.

But a question remains, what of this mysterious leper?

And who poisoned the Annibaldi well???

Lavinia of Jerbiton: We must spread the word to everyone that lepers need to be persecuted.

Endrite (GM): 7 XP to keep you from asking questions.

Ilbrago: wow!

that's 16 xp for ilbrago

Endrite (GM): Yeah he's doing great today.

Celeste: Score.

Endrite (GM): Next week a probably much more dangerous adventure involving the greatest knights on life!

Jousts, duels, and thrilling grand battles are probably in store!

Ilbrago: next week: the faerie exploration crew poisons the annibaldi well

Endrite (GM): I'll definitely award bonus XP if that happens somehow.

Lavinia of Jerbiton: Cheers

Celeste: God bless.

Guy of Bonisagus: good work everyone

Ilbrago: gg

Endrite (GM): C-ya.

johns (GM): timestamp

moe: why the HELL did i think game starts at 6pm

Endrite (GM): I have no idea.

Especially since it starts in and hour and a half, at 12 PM.

moe: incredible

johns: im chatting with dys now who is statting up a new companion

Endrite (GM): Good thing you got here 8 hours early, then.

What's the new companion?

johns: the undead, lightning based revenant of Zita

Endrite (GM): lol

Wouldn't she try to revenge herself on her killer?

johns: That is a concern.

also from what dys tells me she seems very strong at killing things with lightning.

dys (GM): gah

fucker

dys: hello

moe: well met, traveler

johns (GM): seems i ruined the surprise and i suck. sorry

dys: you also gave em a token, was gonna edit one, ah well i can sort that out later. brb dinner

johns (GM): ive added zita's theme music to the jukebox.

Endrite (GM): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=moSFlvxnbgk

johns (GM): lol

do you have an idea for mortis' theme. necromancers have lots of good death related ones to draw from

Endrite (GM): I don't.

I've spent most of my time thinking about advertising jingles for products in Traveller.

johns (GM): are you going to create a Thread for that

Endrite (GM): Yeah, in May.

johns (GM): :thumbsupcat:

hmm theres an entire opera called Dido and Aeneas for me to pick a tune from

english opera bleh

Beardbeard: dildo and anus

dys: congrats on your opera debut

oh, still an hour to the game, going by endrites post

johns (GM): is that right endrite

Endrite (GM): Si.

johns (GM): oh

Well.

i shall return.

dys: i might just go finish the paradiso, can probably read 8 cantos in an hour

Endrite (GM): Alright is this everyone besides Cumthinker?

dys: Numb thinker. his head is numb.

johns: He said a few minutes late

Endrite (GM): Thisj.

Well, let's give him 5.

We can take the opportunity to have Moe introduce his character.

dys: Good idea.

Let's hear about the finished Criamon

Beardbeard: the finnish criamon

dys: Does he not have a sheet?

Endrite (GM): I gave you one, Moe.

Well, I guess we can talk about the upcoming adventure instead.

My hope is that it is thrilling.

Gah,

Oh good you're back.

Bolad: I'm ready!

Endrite (GM): Someone yell at Moe.

Bolad: I don't have him on steam, so.

dys: gah!

Endrite (GM): Let's speculate on what Moe's character might be like.

I bet he'll have a high Enigma score.

dys: Are you going to go ahead with 3 people? If Moe is gone, and 3 other players are just lost in time

Endrite (GM): I mean, I see Moe posting so he should be here soon.

Why can't I deal 2 confidence points to moe?

johns (GM): idk i just did

Endrite (GM): Ohhh, I had to scroll down in the window.

Ok.

Fun fact: There are Sonic the Hedgehog Original Characters of most of the Knights of the Round Table.

Great, he's offline on Steam.

dys: yikes

Giraldo of Milan: baha

Endrite (GM): Classic Moe.

Clearly we need to recruit more people.

johns: apparently

dys: you should try recruiting that ridiculous flake cumthinker to actually enter roll20

c'thinker (GM): greetings

Endrite (GM): Mystical greetings.

Ok we can start now.

c'thinker: head shot.

Endrite (GM): Whoops I meant to click that second one.

c'thinker: dys: Numb thinker. his head is numb.

gah

johns: He said a few minutes late

gah

Giraldo of Milan: a few-ty minutes late

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: coupla few

Endrite (GM): One of the new magi, Mortis ex Verditus, makes a suggestion for dealing with the Herbam Blight, "Now, I'm no expert, but why not take fairy food from the Lady of the Lake regio and use it to feed people?"

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: i invoke the power of my Familiarity with the Fae virtue to kill the adventure before it starts

You gain the effects of the Common Sense Virtue, but only when the situation pertains to faeries.

Bolad: "Let them eat horse"

Endrite (GM): Do you have that virtue? I wouldn't know because you don't have a character sheet.

Giraldo of Milan: his character sheet is just giraldos but all the numbers are increased by 1

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: *decreased

You have a natural understanding of faerie ways, perhaps due to spending time among them. You get a +2 to all rolls involving social interaction with faeries. You also gain the effects of the Common Sense Virtue, but only when the situation pertains to faeries. You may purchase Faerie Lore at character generation, even if normally unable to take Arcane Abilities.

RoP:F page 113

Endrite (GM): Alright, cool.

"Even fake food is better than nothing at all, right?"

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: we just have to switch back to real food before the glamour fades.

presumably.

Bolad: "He who controls the food controls the land. So it is written in the Arts of War."

Endrite (GM): "So just sprinkle it into a regular diet, great idea."

Mortis ex Verditus: I say.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "Awfully optimistic for a necromancer."

Mortis ex Verditus: "I'm too busy to check on it myself and I'm not too familiar with the Faerie Realms. Can anyone else go?"

Bolad: "Bolad is willing."

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "I can handle this myself. Why don't the rest of you stay back and pray for some leeks?"

NOTE: derfel will probably disappear forever if he goes into the faerie regio alone

Mortis ex Verditus: But also you'd all miss out on the adventure, so it would be bad.

Boom.

Any magi want to go?

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: Gah.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr shouts

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: Gosh, I bet a  Criamon  would have some interesting insights in this regio

Mortis ex Verditus: Alright so just Derfel and Bolad?

Endrite (GM): Moe can't play today.

Giraldo of Milan: im here

Bolad: The three coolest Companions.

We got this.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: guest starring: zita's ghost

moe: Quick excuse: as per my posts on badgame this and 2 further weekends I can't game, I'll spectate for part of the evening before going to bed

Endrite (GM): Vardian's Tomb companions are definitely better at adventuring than their magical counterparts.

Alright, so it'll be the three of you then?

Sounds good.

Mortis gives you an item for your journey: a signal horn that you can blow when you're in danger.

Bolad: "More food for us then."

Endrite (GM): It's utterly mundane in every way.

But you never know...

Bolad: Do we know the aura strength of the regio?

dys: Fairy 3, for the parts we explored, as I recall

Endrite (GM): Right.

Only that level though, FOR THERE MAY BE OTHERS!

Bolad: Alright, then before heading out Bolad will spend 1 Confidence to channel the spirit of Tengri.

Endrite (GM): Ok.

Bolad:

rolling 1d10+7+5

(

8

)

+7+5

=

20

Endrite (GM): Can anyone on this adventure read?

Bolad: I can read Latin but nothing else

Endrite (GM): It's very important that at least one person can read.

Ok.

Bolad: err unless the fae speak mongolian

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: i can also read.

Endrite (GM): We'll see!

Ok good.

Bolad: Bolad's eyes turn blue as he channels 20 Might Points to spend.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: since this is the real, official king arthur, we will need an English speaker

Endrite (GM): Any other preparations you want to make before you descend into the catacombs.

?

Bolad: Archibald....

Let us bring adventuring supplies. Provisions, rope, torches, and a 10' pole.

Endrite (GM): Smart.

Bolad: Can my horse make it into the catacombs

Endrite (GM): No.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: 10' pole (telescoping)

Bolad: Pity...

Giraldo of Milan: giraldo can read

Endrite (GM): Alright, you all know where the regio is in the catacombs, so reaching it is no trouble at all.

Giraldo of Milan: he can read italian and latin

Endrite (GM): Excitingly, you are all waylaid by a new PC!

Giraldo of Milan: bofana

Endrite (GM): Who I will allow to introduce herself while I go AFK for a sec.

Revenant Zita: Guess who's back!

Bolad: Gah!

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: Gah!

Bolad: Backstreet's back.

Zita of Mercere: I'm using this though since she can, as per her old item, change her appearance.

Giraldo of Milan: "Zita, you're looking more alive."

Zita of Mercere: "Ah, about that! Funny story. Really funny story."

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "Away, apparition!"

Zita of Mercere: "I was stuck down here for years. Must have been some weird magic Venator did. Definitely alive."

"Woah, woah, see? I'm flesh and blood."

"No ghost here."

Derfel ap Cadwaladr turns to Giraldo.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "It's just a pawn of the Sidhe, sent to torment me."

Zita of Mercere: I toss over a skeleton bone

Bolad: "It is the restless dead, come to seek vengeance on the living."

Zita of Mercere: "Sounds like some really strange rumours got spread in the covenant."

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "Pay it no mind."

Zita of Mercere: "Well, that's a nice way to greet me after all this time. I thought we were better friends than that."

Giraldo of Milan: "We should put it to rest."

Bolad: "I know a ritual for such a thing. I will need jade and Yak butter."

Zita of Mercere: I hold my hands up "See, unarmed. No need for any uh, undue violence."

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "We should just keep moving. It'll tag along."

"It'll prove important later on. You know how faeries operate."

Endrite (GM): Ok I'm back.

Zita of Mercere: "I'm not a fairy either!"

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: revenant zita ftw

Bolad: "Let us poke it with lead. If it is a Faerie it will be repulsed."

"Who packed the lead?"

Giraldo of Milan: I toss Bolad a bit of lead that I always keep, as a smart alchemist and faerie meddler.

Endrite (GM): It's in your Adventuring Supplies.

Zita of Mercere: I sigh and step forward for the fairy test

Bolad: I tap Zita with a stick of lead.

Zita of Mercere: Nothing happens

"This is not how I pictured this heartfelt reunion."

Endrite (GM): Makes you think.

devil's fav demon: I see I've missed some big events

Bolad: "Bolad... accepts this spirit's aid, for now."

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "That's the spirit."

Zita of Mercere: "No I'm not."

Endrite (GM): What's Revenant Zita's Might?

Zita of Mercere: According to the rules for statting them, 30

Bolad: "Zita must have escaped the court of Erlig Khan, god of death and destruction, and the wrath of his 9 sons."

Zita of Mercere: "Uh, let's go with that for now, sure. What are you even down here for?"

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "Don't give her any ideas, Bolad."

Rosario of Flambeau stumbles into the scene

Rosario of Flambeau: "The others told me you were exploring the catacombs! Exciting, can't-miss stuff!"

"Who's the pale lady?"

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "Aye, siwmae."

Zita of Mercere: "Eh, pale? Must be the lighting, torches are terrible down here."

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "A twisted mockery of our dear friend Zita."

Zita of Mercere: "I'm not mocking anyone!"

Bolad: "We are not meant to live in caverns of dirt and stone, hidden from the eternal blue sky."

Endrite (GM): Makes you think.

Bolad: "Dallying here is... unpleasant. Were we not to find a regio?"

Zita of Mercere: "Oh, how is Flora doing, Fiorella didn't forget about her did she?"

Endrite (GM): Finding the regio entrance is easy, since you already know where it is and it never seems to close.

Zita of Mercere: I'll tag along, asking questions along the way about what's been happening in the last few years

Derfel ap Cadwaladr handsomely ignores Zita.

Bolad: "The world is dying. The planters and farmers suffer for their sedentary ways. The great Tengri shall reclaim this world in the name of the Steppe."

Endrite (GM): Alright, the regio, when you find it, is much the same as it ever was. A lake with an island in the middle, surrounded by a forest.

Clearly, this land is fertile and would be suitable for growing crops if Mortis' completely ignorant speculation were correct.

Rosario of Flambeau: "I should bring a lady here one day."

Endrite (GM): The forest is thick enough that it would need to be cleared, of course.

Giraldo of Milan: this land is fertile, its inhabitants crops

Bolad: bb or endrite whats the entrance to this regio look like? is there an underground lake in the mundane world

Endrite (GM): Of course, as you know, this is a Faerie regio constructed around the tale of King Arthure and the Knights of the Round Table.

It's a stone passageway that turns to wood and eventually opens into a wooded glade.

With a lake in the middle.

Rosario of Flambeau: "This is really neat."

Endrite (GM): There is also a shack in the middle of the island.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: i will roll some dice.

Endrite (GM): So you can see the sky and everything, though obviously it's not the usual one.

Zita of Mercere: "Oh yeah, we found it a decade or so ago. Really fun times."

Giraldo of Milan: endrites correct yeah

Derfel ap Cadwaladr:

rolling 1d10!+6 faerie lore

(

9

)

+6

=

15

is this regio actually a good place to grow crops, is what i'm wondering here.

Rosario of Flambeau: "Is this all accurate? Is there a lady in the lake?"

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "Somewhere around here."

Rosario of Flambeau: Rosario is nerding out because he likes the arthur stories.

Bolad: "Who was the Khan Arthur?"

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "Check the lake."

Zita of Mercere: "Yeah."

Rosario of Flambeau: "Wow! Gee!"

Zita of Mercere: "She gives you a sword. You should take it, Derfel."

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "I would rather not."

Zita of Mercere: "Ah you're more of a spears guy, I understand. Giraldo can take it."

Bolad: My English/Welsh Lore is deficient so expect lots of questions on what we're seeing.

Rosario of Flambeau: "Thank you, Derfel. After all, who's more knightly than myself?"

Zita of Mercere: I whisper to Rosario "It's only funny if the person with it doesn't have the parma, let the 'monster slayer' take it."

Rosario of Flambeau: whispering back "Oh, it's some kind of fae trick? Ha ha, the rascals."

Giraldo of Milan: "Sure."

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: derfel is not thrilled with the idea of getting involved with a british king story

on account of his background

Endrite (GM): Luckily, Bolad, there is a book about it.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: which he hates.

Bolad: King Arthur is welsh though

Zita of Mercere: I nod at Rosario, and tap my nose

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: thats exactly why he doesnt want to do it!

Bolad: gah!

Endrite (GM): It was in the lake shack, but it may have been removed to the covenant at some point.

So feel free to ask any questions about the Lore and I will be happy to answer.

Bolad: "Don't look at Bolad to swim across."

Endrite (GM): The ultimate challenge for a retinue of heroes: water.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: i guess i never wrote that down anywhere but it is basically derfels character. besides the whole death prophecy thing he is obviously being set up for some sidhe crap and he resents that

anyway,

Rosario of Flambeau: what

Endrite (GM): I literally have no idea who Derfel is because you never put his character sheet anywhere.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr indicates the forest.

Rosario of Flambeau: what's your death prophecy again?

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: iron

Zita of Mercere: He has a death prophecy???

Rosario of Flambeau: nice

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: yes i talked about it a lot in the discord.

Zita of Mercere: It's not our fault you never play him!!!

Bolad: I don't monitor discord 24/7 and remember everything on it unfortunately

Rosario of Flambeau: im going to accidentally murder derfel with my sword somehow.

Bolad: which is why having a char sheet is cool.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: rip.

hes got most of a character sheet now. i just need to do some formula stuff

Bolad: "Well anyway, are we going to the woods or the shack or what?"

Zita of Mercere: "The woods, right?"

Rosario of Flambeau: "What's this shack?"

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "You won't be able to grow any food here."

Zita of Mercere: "We checked the shack last time."

Endrite (GM): OFFICIAL STORYGUIDE PRONOUNCEMENT: Until Derfel posts a character sheet, his Death Prophecy extends to any ironic death, because it's "Iron-y."

Giraldo of Milan: lol. derfel takes 420 damage and dies

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "Cut those trees down and they'll come right back, I bet."

Endrite (GM): The shack in the middle of the lake was a temporary lab for the maga who claimed responsibility for this regio.

Rosario of Flambeau: "Wait a minute, are you that Zita? You're supposed to be dead!" Rosario's massive int 0 finally kicks in

Zita of Mercere: "Rumours of my death were greatly exaggerated."

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "It's just a faerie, Rosario."

Bolad: "If the tree grows back, we have an unlimited source of wood."

Zita of Mercere: "I'm not a fairy!"

"I'm a member of the order of hermes and this covenant."

Endrite (GM): Collect vood.

Bolad: "And that means bows, arrows, charcoal, seige weapons... Yes, this regio is very useful."

Rosario of Flambeau: "Well, I should cast Faerie's Eternal Oblivion on it, then, I guess."

Zita of Mercere: "Go ahead."

Rosario of Flambeau: "No offense, ma'am."

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "Good thinking, Bolad."

Bolad: Remember the optimal placement for a Lumber Camp is right on the woodline.

Zita of Mercere: I hold my arms out in the Well What Is It? pose

Rosario of Flambeau: lol

Endrite (GM): Alright, do you want to collect the Story of King Arthur from the shack or explore the woods?

Bolad: I did not realize there was a Book in the shack.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: let's check out beatrice's lab

Rosario of Flambeau: I don't cast the spell on her.

RIP everyone.

Zita of Mercere: I continue holding out my arms, waiting

Rosario of Flambeau: "Oh, I was just kidding."

Giraldo of Milan: to my knowledge its still there

Bolad: Could I cast a variant of Teeth of the Earth Mother that summons flat pillars instead of spikey pillars, creating stepping stones in the lake?

Giraldo of Milan: i dont think anyone took it last time

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: it is beatrice's lab now right

Endrite (GM): Yes Bolad.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: or did she never get around to doing that

Endrite (GM): Lemme check but it would probably be cheaper.

Giraldo of Milan: beatrice is dead

Zita of Mercere: I dont think she ever moved her lab here

Rosario of Flambeau: thats a good spell variant

Bolad: Beatrice is dead. Oh there's her revenant.

Rosario of Flambeau: if beatrice doesnt want this lab it would be really cool

to take it for myself.

but i don't need it.

Endrite (GM): Yeah, remove the +2 Fancy Effect modifier, since it doesn't do damage.

Bolad: Okay, so Level 25, 5 might points.

Endrite (GM): Well, Beatrice is dead so...

Zita of Mercere: the 'death is certain' wizard looks on in horror

Rosario of Flambeau: a more faerie aligned wizard would probably get better use of it

Bolad: Bolad does some Mongolian throat singing and waves his hands to summon up pillars of marble from the lakebed.

Rosario of Flambeau: i just want it because my character is a chivalric romance nerd

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: right but did she repurpose the hut or not.

Zita of Mercere: you'd need to be a merinita to really justify setting up in this regio

Endrite (GM): I never heard about it, so she didn't get around to it before she died.

Rosario of Flambeau: Nice.

Bolad: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=htdxK2FtYII

Endrite (GM): A series of stone islands rise up from the bottom of the lake, allowing you to walk across. Just be careful, the water is still wet and there are gaps between the "teeth".

Rosario of Flambeau: Uh oh.

Bolad: I boldly venture forth.

Rosario of Flambeau: I hop across the stones

Endrite (GM): It's not dangerous as long as you're just trying to cross, but if there's a fight you need to be aware of it.

Rosario of Flambeau: "Thanks, Bolad."

Endrite (GM): You face no difficulty crossing.

Bolad: If there is a fight on the narrow pillars above a lake, it would be pretty badas.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: twould.

Rosario of Flambeau: It would be.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: i will also cross the lake

Endrite (GM): The shack itself is much the same as you left it.

Zita of Mercere: I'm going to walk on the narrow pillars

with my perfect balance

Endrite (GM): There's a desk and chair with some writing materials and a book called "The Story of King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table."

Bolad: I thumb through the pages. What language?

Endrite (GM): It's written in Latin, which is unusual for popular fiction.

But not so unusual for books written by magi.

Zita of Mercere: "Bonafide lore."

"Fresh from whoever wrote it."

Endrite (GM): Anyone familiar with the stories about the Round Table will find this book to be riddled with inconsistencies, but is anyone a fan of French and English literature here?

Rosario of Flambeau: Is it the actual story or is it all weird

Ah.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: uh oh

Rosario of Flambeau: I am not, because I can't read those languages yet.

If any french or english literature has been translated into italian i might have read it.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: but you know the story of arthur

Rosario of Flambeau: Yeah

Endrite (GM): Maybe a little.

Most magi are familiar with the story of Merlin the Magician, at least.

He doesn't appear at all in this copy, strangely.

Instead of taking his council, King Arthur and other characters instead merely do what he would have suggested.

Rosario of Flambeau: "Shameless anti-magus propaganda."

Endrite (GM): Furthermore, there is less emphasis on mighty deeds and glorious battles and more on fine amor and courtly life.

Bolad: "This King is... a weak ruler."

Rosario of Flambeau: "This is the second-worst version of this story I've ever read!"

Endrite (GM): What's the plan, based on this scanty information?

Bolad: "I should have liked to meet him in battle and shown him how a true warrior behaves."

Zita of Mercere: "What's the worst?"

Bolad: I thumb through the pages to see mentions of riches or loot the king keeps on hand.

Rosario of Flambeau: "I didn't expect anyone to ask. This one's probably the worst."

Zita of Mercere: "You still didn't say what brought you all down here. Wasn't just for this book was it?"

Bolad: "Food"

Endrite (GM): King Arthur is the Rightful King of All Britain and has the finest court in the land at his seat of power: Camelot.

Rosario of Flambeau: "Plants seem to grow here just fine."

Endrite (GM): Strangely, it does go into some detail about precisely how much money he makes in a year: about 6,000 Libra (Mythic Pounds) from his various holdings.

Bolad: Mm haha

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: Nice londes.

Endrite (GM): This is denominated partially in currency but also in produce.

Rosario of Flambeau: "How convenient."

Bolad: "The way of the great Khan is this. First one sends spies. Then diplomats. Then conquerors. This man's wealth will be put to better use in our hands."

Zita of Mercere: "Why do you need to come down here for food? Rome's got stocks for years!"

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "I'm sure Camelot's around here somewhere, then."

Endrite (GM): It might be.

Bolad: "Great Famine," I tell Zita.

Rosario of Flambeau: "Haven't seen the sun in a while, huh?"

Endrite (GM): The book says that Camelot is found beyond the great Forest Sauvage, a dangerous enchanted wood filled with all manner of... danger.

Bolad: "Danger to men who count their coins and swaddle themselves in silk perhaps."

"Should we meet a man what shall we say our business is? Knights errant?"

Rosario of Flambeau: "Of course.

"

Giraldo of Milan: "Seems reasonable."

Zita of Mercere: "I was just uh, stuck down here a while. Some sort of foul magic, you know how it is."

"You know the praeco was trapped in regio for 300 years?"

Bolad: "As I recall the Magi trounced his "captor" with ease."

Rosario of Flambeau: "I had heard about that, yes. He's a mysterious fellow."

"Are we all prepared to traverse this forest?"

Zita of Mercere: "Yep."

Bolad: "Aye."

Endrite (GM): Anyone have Survival or Wilderness Sense?

Giraldo of Milan: I HAVE WILDERNESS SENSE

Endrite (GM): Excellent!

Rosario of Flambeau: I have a little survival.

Perception + ?

Endrite (GM): Yes Rosario.

Rosario of Flambeau:

rolling 1d10+2

(

7

)

+2

=

9

Endrite (GM): What do you want to learn about this unnatural wilderness, Giraldo?

Giraldo of Milan: how to get through it safely

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: wander aimlessly until you find something

(To Endrite): Should it ever come up I have second sight

(From Endrite (GM)): Ok, probably only with regio level changes.

Rosario of Flambeau: oh thats actually a 10

my survival spec is in forests

Endrite (GM): Ok.

Roll it Giraldo.

Giraldo of Milan: [erce[topn

perception?

Endrite (GM): Yes.

Giraldo of Milan:

rolling 1d10+4

(

7

)

+4

=

11

Rosario of Flambeau: this must be a complex forest.

Bolad: "Derfel believes that if the forest is destroyed it will simply regrow. Why not set it alight and let the flames clear a path?"

Giraldo of Milan: "Follow the fallen branches, should get us through safely."

Zita of Mercere: "Good shout. Let's try that."

Rosario of Flambeau: "Ah, good tip. I should be able to do that even with my poor sense of direction."

Endrite (GM): Alright, ready to head through the woods... to adventure?

Rosario of Flambeau: Let's

Endrite (GM): Alright you follow Giraldo's lead for a time.

The wood is dark and foreboding, but his wild wisdom sees you safely through the densest parts of the wood until you come to a proper road. The road starts where the path ends, which is a little unusual.

Zita of Mercere: "Well, that's convenient."

Rosario of Flambeau: "Your hunting and tracking skills were superb."

Endrite (GM): Continue along the road?

Zita of Mercere: I'll head along it

Endrite (GM): Bold!

Bolad: my vague notions of faerie lore make me think we're always supposed to follow the most obvious route

Rosario of Flambeau: Can I roll faerie lore on this road

Endrite (GM): It isn't long before you come to a stone bridge crossing a roaring river.

Yes, Rosario.

Rosario of Flambeau:

rolling 1d10+2 f lore

(

1

)

+2

=

3

Nice.

Bolad: I wonder if there is a knight on the bridge challenging us to a duel.

Rosario of Flambeau: "Convenient for there to be a road here."

Endrite (GM): There is, Bolad!

Rosario of Flambeau: "Hail, knight!"

Endrite (GM): A knight in gleaming armor rides his horse across the bridge.

Sir Dinadan: "What leads a damosel such as yourself to travel these roads in the company of common folk?"

Zita of Mercere: I look at the immediate company

"Eh? Do you mean me?"

Rosario of Flambeau: "Yeah, her?"

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: cant believe he would speak to his rightful king in such a manner

Zita of Mercere: Interesting enough, it turns out blessing of venus is not lost on becoming a charred corpse

Sir Dinadan: "Do you see any other damosels in these woods?" Sir Dindan laughs.l

Zita of Mercere: "Good point. They're my retinue, we're looking for food around here."

"Might you have seen any, fair knight?"

Giraldo of Milan: "Shove off."

Bolad: lol

Rosario of Flambeau: lol

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: lol

Sir Dinadan: "Food? Do you speak of the Midsummer Feast at Camelot?"

Bolad: "Likely. Where is Camelot?"

Sir Dinadan: "'Tis like calling the Forest Sauvage a lumberjack's hut!"

Rosario of Flambeau: "It's right next to one."

Sir Dinadan: "On my honor as a Knight of the Round Table, I am oathbound to render assistance to any lady in peril and, i'faith, directions to any lady lost in the woods."

He offers to escort you to Camelot.

Zita of Mercere: "Oh, cheers."

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "Great."

Giraldo of Milan: "Fine."

Sir Dinadan: It's a bit of a snub, but he does NOT offer to let you ride on his horse, Zita.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: kill him

Rosario of Flambeau: "I expected a duel, honestly."

Zita of Mercere: I'll shrug and move along. He might just be gay.

Sir Dinadan: Anything is possible, I suppose.

Rosario of Flambeau: I mean, it's not like it's a real horse.

Nothing special.

Bolad: The only way to be sure is to try eating it

Zita of Mercere: Let's continue on this live production of spamalot

Sir Dinadan: He leads you along the path, which never forks or meets a crossroad, until you eventually break out of the forest and see the alabaster spires of Camelot rising out of the hills as depicted here.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "'Tis Camelot."

Bolad: "How many knights on your round table? How many fighting men? Levies? Siege equipment?"

moe: Thanks for humoring me, I guess it's time for me to call it a night

Rosario of Flambeau: Have a good night moe.

Sir Dinadan: Good night.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: vale.

Zita of Mercere: Good night.

Sir Dinadan: "The Round Table is reserved for only the finest of knights, for it is said that any who are not worthy of it die the moment they sit at it."

Rosario of Flambeau: "How dramatic."

Sir Dinadan: "My Lord King Arthur holds the loyalty of all the knights of Britain, who count amongst them the greatest knight on life, Sir Lancelot."

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "That's for you, Rosario."

Rosario of Flambeau: "Keep that guy away from Guinevere, ha ha ha."

Bolad:  spoilerz

Rmember the Prime Directive Rosario.

Rosario of Flambeau: lol

Giraldo of Milan: prime directive: get dfd to give us our goat wives

Sir Dinadan: "His court is the finest in the land and you shall not find yourself wanting while in the halls of Camelot."

Zita of Mercere: "Let's go get some food."

Sir Dinadan: The gates of the mighty castle lay open before you. Two footmen stand at either side, ready to announce you.

Bolad: who are we again

THe Knights of Rome.

Sir Dinadan: Great question.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: the pope's most faithful warriors

Bolad: i will portray the CANONICAL arthurian character of the latest film "Chinese George"

Sir Dinadan: Smart.

Zita of Mercere: Good idea

Bolad: "Ave. I am Chinese George, a Knight."

Rosario of Flambeau: I'm Rosario, the Knight of the Rose.

Giraldo of Milan: "Giraldo of Milan."

Sir Dinadan: The heralds announce the Knights of Rome: Sir Chinese George, the Knight of the Rose, and Sir Giraldo of Milan as you pass through the gates.

Inside, the courtyard is as splendorous as any you could imagine. Even the guards have fine, intricate heraldry.

The keep gate is open and the sounds of revelry echo from within.

Rosario of Flambeau: "It's like visiting the knights hospitaller over here. Ey!"

Bolad: "Yeah but no Magi will whine and complain if we start fighting"

Rosario of Flambeau: "I certainly won't."

Zita of Mercere: "Oh yeah, so long as you can get out alive everything's probably fine."

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: Derfel of Rome also enters the castle.

Rosario of Flambeau: "This is quite a lot of fae creatures who just happen to be under the catacombs, now that I take a moment to think."

"Imagine the House Acclaim...!"

Sir Dinadan: It does seem unusual.

Bolad: "What's your theory?"

Sir Dinadan: "Ah, I see they've started the feast without us! No doubt Sir Sagramore would have started dueling if he kept waiting."

Sir Dindan dismounts from his horse as a squire leads it to the grand stables.

Pepin the Page: A child tugs on your trousers, Bolad.

"M'lord, where's your retinue?"

Bolad: "They got lost in the woods. Only I was brave enough to make it out."

Pepin the Page: "Oh, good thing you escaped."

Bolad: "I had to shoot an invisible wizard in the head."

Pepin the Page: "Don't worry, I'll help you out while you're in court so you don't have to fetch your own plates and things."

Bolad: "My horse went astray, I should have a new one. Saddlebags with food too."

Pepin the Page: "I've lived here all my life, so I know how you can look good in front of the High King."

"Sure, we have lots of horses!"

He tugs at your arm and leads you to the stables.

Bolad: I oblige.

Zita of Mercere: I'll accompany Rosario, since he seems the most knightly

Pepin the Page: Ok.

The stables are much larger than any you've ever seen before.

Rosario of Flambeau: "For all this treasure and finery, feasts, the abundance of horses, you knights must go on quite the heroic adventures."

I'm talking to Dindan.

Pepin the Page: They're like a cavern carved into the mountainside and hold more than a hundred horses. A veritable army of stable boys tend to these noble steeds.

Rosario of Flambeau: "Slaying dragons and other beasts and taking their hoards, battling evil wizards and all that, right?"

Bolad: "Impressive."

Pepin the Page: "You can take one of these horses, they're tournament chargers, so you know they're good," Pepin says proudly.

He shows you a fine, pure white charger, prouder and more vital than any you've seen in Europe.

Bolad: "It will do."

Pepin the Page: "But why do you need a horse? Aren't you here for the Midsummer Feast?"

Bolad: "A knight needs a horse."

"This is.. the way of things."

Pepin the Page: "Oh, that's true, Sir."

Well, where do you want to go now?

Bolad: I shall rejoin the party.

Pepin the Page: Go to the feast? Hang out in the stables? Start killing people?

Alright, the feast is in full flower, with the knights and ladies of the realm enjoying fine foods and fine company.

Rosario of Flambeau: Wait until we can challenge people to honorable duels.

And then kill them.

Bolad: this

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: sounds dishonorable

Pepin the Page: There are four seats together at a table on th king's left side, near a grand window. that looks out over acres of lush farmland.

Bolad: is it the ROUND table?

Rosario of Flambeau: "There's that farmland Mortis was interested in."

Pepin the Page: No, it's just a feast table.

Bolad: ok then we do not die if we sit at it, probably

Pepin the Page: It's rectangular and has a roast pig in the middle of it.

Rosario of Flambeau: It's not the real one, anyway.

Pepin the Page: "You have to sit on this side, Sir, so you can face everyone else."

Zita of Mercere: its only a model

Rosario of Flambeau: lol.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: excuse me.

we're the greatest knights in the land. of course we can sit at the round table safely

Zita of Mercere: I'll take a seat.

Rosario of Flambeau: I'll take the seat and nod at the page.

Pepin the Page: Sitting on either side of the empty seats are Sir Lamorak, towards the King, and your pal Sir Dindan, away from the king.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: i sit

Rosario of Flambeau: Sir Dindan completely blows off my question about heroic deeds and adventures.

Sir Dinadan: "Ah, glad to see you could make it! Just in time for the meat tiles."

Bolad: lets get them to list their achievements and then when its time to state ours we just say we did all the same things, but better

Sir Dinadan: What?

I think I missed it.

Bolad: meat tiles??

Sir Dinadan: Meat Tiles. Take cooked freshwater crayfish (also means lobsters:trans.), and remove the meat from the tails: and the surplus, that is to say the shells and body, grind for a very long time; and after that, have unpeeled almonds, and let them be cleaned and washed in hot water like peas, and with their skins let them be ground up with what I have said, and with this grind bread crumbs browned on the grill. Now you must have, cooked in water, in wine and in salt, capons, chicks and hens cut raw into quarters, or veal cut into pieces, and with the liquid from this cooking you must moisten and mix that which you have ground up, then put through the sieve: then ginger, cinnamon, clove and long pepper moistened with verjuice without vinegar, then boil it all together. Now your meat must be cooked in pig fat in pieces or quarters, and arrange your meat in the bowls and put the broth over it, and on the broth, in each bowl, four or five lobster (or crayfish) tails and sugar sprinkled over them.

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They're an early course.

Rosario of Flambeau: Ah, I complimented him on all the riches of camelot and said they must quest and adventure often, slay dragons, that sort of thing, to afford it all

Sir Dinadan: Ah.

Rosario of Flambeau: It was when Bolad went off to the stable.

Sir Dinadan: "The Knights of the Round Table have never shirked a quest! I've never seen a dragon up close and personal-like, myself."

Rosario of Flambeau: "I'm sure not many have."

Sir Dinadan: "But, of course, wealth comes from taxes on the peasantry, who work our londes in exchange for protection the liberty to work a portion of it for their own ends," he explains feudalishly.

"What great deeds have you performed this year?"

Bolad: for the fae lore experts, is it Notably Unusual a faerie regio would care so much about nitty gritty details

Sir Dinadan: "Have you found news of the Holy Grail?"

Bolad: "Yeah we have one."

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: lol

Rosario of Flambeau: lol

Sir Dinadan: "By Jesus! You must inform King Arthur at once of this miracle!"

Bolad: "That would cheapen the quest wouldn't it"

Rosario of Flambeau: "You'll have to come get it."

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "Oh, speaking of dragons, do you remember that last one that came through Italy, Giraldo?"

"Big sucker."

Giraldo of Milan: "What?"

Sir Dinadan: "The Holy Grail is pinnacle of knightly achievement, none have yet been able to attain it!"

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: gah

Bolad: "It seems to me," as I eye a  Meat Tile, "every moment you spend feasting or caring about your lands is a moment wasted on the Great Quest."

Zita of Mercere: [bites into a meat tile] "Sounds pretty gay, yeah."

Rosario of Flambeau: "Not to diminish the feast. It's quite nice."

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "Always the picture of humility, Sir Gerald."

Giraldo of Milan: "Giraldo."

Bolad: "All of us in this party are seasoned champions who have done great deeds so its only fair that we take it easy now and enjoy the simple things in life like food, wine, tax farming,"

Zita of Mercere: "Mmhm, champions, yeah. Can you pass the wine?"

Rosario of Flambeau: "You can't imagine how busy I am as both a wizard and a knight. Envious of you all, really."

Sir Dinadan: "I myself have spent much of the year questing for the Holy Grail, but I have ne'er found so much as as wink of it! Wherever did you find it?"

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "Rome."

Bolad: "It was in Proclus' lab."

Rosario of Flambeau: "Perhaps the real grail was inside of us all along."

Sir Dinadan: "Who?"

Bolad: "A wizard."

"Uh... evil wizard."

"Mighty. Powerful."

Zita of Mercere: "Oh yeah, incredibly so."

Bolad: "It was a mighty battle that took him down, claiming the lives of many men."

Sir Dinadan: "And you just left it there? Were you not visited by a heavenly host?"

Bolad: "I feel the power of Tengri in my presence every day, sir knight."

Zita of Mercere: "Gulielmus was also there."

Rosario of Flambeau: "He's a very nice man."

My normal personal code against lying I feel doesn't really apply here since they're all fae beasts.

Sir Dinadan: "But to have been in the very presence of the Holy Grail and found nothing... Ah, is this some type of jest? I must confess you had me going there."

Bolad: "I never jest about Tengri."

Sir Dinadan: "But this Grail business, you didn't really find it, right?"

Bolad: "You call me a liar?"

"Is this the way of Knights of the Khan Arthur?"

Rosario of Flambeau: "Honestly, the event they're discussing happened before I met them."

"I have just slain some demons and monstrous iron pigs here and there."

Sir Dinadan: "Now then, fun is fun, but knights have died seeking the Holy Grail. It is a sacred quest!"

Bolad: There was absolutely a chalice in Proclus' lab.

Sir Dinadan: There was.

Bolad: and it was found after a Hole was created.

Rosario of Flambeau: Yeah, it was a nice cup.

Bolad: ergo,

Sir Dinadan: Any Christians here should be familiar with the significance of Jesus Christ's cup at the Last Supper.

Bolad: "Zita here died and you don't see her bragging about it."

Rosario of Flambeau: Sure.

I've got some Divine Lore, even.

Sir Dinadan: Of course, Bolad doesn't need to be if he doesn't want to.

Zita of Mercere: "Stop bringing that up! I'm perfectly fine."

Bolad: i just remembered I do have france lore which should be enough for knowing the broad strokes of this story

Sir Dinadan: It's possible.

Bolad: "Anyway enough about that. What do Knights do for fun around here?"

Sir Dinadan: The Story of King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table also features it heavily, though it ends before Sir Galahad finds it.

Sir Dindan relaxes and says, "Peaceful days at court are filled with invigorating sport, thrilling duels, and the pursuit of love."

Bolad takes a bite out of a fae apple "sounds gay"

Rosario of Flambeau: i perk up at the mention of duels

Sir Dinadan: "I have no lady, for the joy love is too brief; and the sorrow thereof, and what cometh thereof, dureth overlong."

Rosario of Flambeau: "Ah, I love a duel!"

(To Endrite): i do not actually say that.

(From Sir Dinadan): I got you, fam.

Bolad: "If a Knight falls in a duel, what happens to their londes?"

Sir Dinadan: "Do any of you have famous amors?"

Rosario of Flambeau: "The best part of being an apprentice, really. Tempers are hot, you end up dueling every other week, almost."

Sir Dinadan: "Has a knight ever proclaimed his love for you, m'lady?"

Bolad: no just a rapist

Zita of Mercere: "Oh, I'm already married. You know, till death do us, hmm." I think a little

Rosario of Flambeau: I'm a virgin.

Zita of Mercere: "Ah, none yet, sir knight. I'm still young."

Rosario of Flambeau: I think that makes sense for this character, at least.

Sir Dinadan: "Not since the days of Old King Uther have duels been to the death! In these times, many a knight will fight for the honor of his lady love against all who would claim to love greater."

Bolad: "Are you afraid to fight for greater stakes?"

Sir Dinadan: "Jousts, on the other hand, are frequently wagered upon."

Rosario of Flambeau: Jousts are Great Weapon, right?

Bwahaha.

Sir Dinadan: "Not for more than ones arms, though. It would be a perilous shame to lose your knightly equipage for losing a single joust."

Lances are Great Weapons, yes.

Rosario of Flambeau: I will joust any and all comers.

Sir Dinadan: Sounds good.

Rosario of Flambeau: I could wager the 2 Infernal vis demonic greatsword I have in my lab, or this completely ordinary iron sword here.

Pepin the Page: "If you want to challenge anyone to a joust, you can just ask them."

You should only wager something you actually have.

Bolad: I will challenge King Arthur.

Rosario of Flambeau: Well, I just have a very boring regular sword.

But I will joust anyone for their sword.

Endrite (GM): Ok, are you sure you want to do that Bolad?

Bolad: I have a gold Faerie Hairpin I recovered from a previous adventure.

I am willing to hear reasons why I should not

Rosario of Flambeau: Well, correction. I don't want to joust Launcelot or Arthur.

Maybe.

Whoever has a faerie sword I could win.

Zita of Mercere: You should duel that fag and kick his ass.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: Hell why not.

Bolad: I can joust King Arthur then use magic to cheat.

Rosario of Flambeau: it would also be fun to get in a normal duel and start casting spells

yeah.

Bolad: whats the worst that could happen

Rosario of Flambeau: if i joust im going to joust fair

Pepin the Page: "The King himself never competes in a joust, to avoid dishonoring his own knights that they should strike him. Instead, he appoints a champion to fight in his stead."

Rosario of Flambeau: "That's very kind of him."

"Truly, Arthur is great."

Bolad: He sounds like a little homo bitchboy, to be frank.

Rosario of Flambeau: Hey, you gotta be nice.

Bolad: thats why im not saying it out loud.

Zita of Mercere: lol. actually im just too good and id embarass u. im not scare of u fag.

Pepin the Page: "Usually he has the Queen's Knight, Sir Lancelot, or Sir Lamorak respond to challenges."

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: Sir Diedne

Bolad: Let challenge Sir Lancelot then put him on tilt by making cuckoo jokes around him

Rosario of Flambeau: lmao

how are your passions now?!

Zita of Mercere: You should tell him that he has to throw the duel or you'll tell the king he's fucking his wife

Bolad: "If one proves their valor in duels and joust and quests, can they join King Arthur's court?"

Rosario of Flambeau: But really, what better way to introduce ourselves as foreign knights than in jousts and duels

Yeah!

Bolad: i hope I am not erring in assuming our goal here is to get Faery Land to grow Faery crops on to take hom

and faery peasants to work it

Endrite (GM): As you ask this, the court goes quiet as King Arthur speaks.

King Arthur: "The Quest for the Holy Grail has taken the lives of many great knights, but the flower of chivalry lies untrampled and there are as yet unknown who may take their seats besides the greatest knights in the land at the Round Table if they prove themselves worthy of a place at it!"

Servants carry a large stone table into the center of the hall and place chairs around it.

Roll Awareness + Perception.

Bolad:

rolling 1d10+2

(

9

)

+2

=

11

Derfel ap Cadwaladr:

rolling 1d10+2

(

6

)

+2

=

8

Zita of Mercere: hearing based?

Rosario of Flambeau:

rolling 1d10+3+1

(

1

)

+3+1

=

5

Nice.

King Arthur: Sight.

Zita of Mercere:

rolling 1d10+4

(

2

)

+4

=

6

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: i think i have a sight bonus.

Rosario of Flambeau: Perception Crew rolling high tonight

(From King Arthur): There are nameplates around each place at the table. Some of these are blank.

Giraldo of Milan:

rolling 1d10+5

(

8

)

+5

=

13

Rosario of Flambeau: thank you geralt

Bolad: "Nameplates, some blank," I whisper to comrades.

Giraldo of Milan: "Nameplates. Some are blank." I whisper to my allies.

Bolad: Jinx.

Giraldo of Milan: trolled bitch

Bolad: You owe me a coke, when it is invented 600 years from now.

Rosario of Flambeau: "Room at the table."

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "Wait a minute, those nameplates."

Rosario of Flambeau: afk for a second.

King Arthur: "If any knight here believes themselves to be of chivalric virtue, let him show it now before the assembled knights of the Kingdom of Britain."

Rosario of Flambeau: "Hail!"

I rise, and then bow.

Sir Tor: "This past year I was the champion at Wimbledon!" Sir Tor says while raising his tennis racquet.

Bolad: lol

Rosario of Flambeau: Hah

Sir Tor: Sir Tor takes his seat at the Round Table.

Bolad: "I Chinese George, slayer of Vikings and Wizards, am worthy."

Rosario of Flambeau: "I slay demons and beasts, help the weak and sickly, protect fair maidens, and also I learned to turn invisible this year."

Sir Dinadan: "I wrote an insulting poem about the treacherous King Mark!"

Sir Dindan takes his seat at the table.

Bolad: hmm

it is a trick. who amongst is the most effete and useless.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr sweats

Bolad: are they taking their seats at their nameplates or blank nameplates

Sir Lancelot: "I have never failed the Queen by losing a joust!"

Rosario of Flambeau: Good one.

Sir Lancelot: Sir Lancelot takes his seat at the table.

Bolad: you joust the queen alright.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: lol.

Sir Lancelot: They're taking the seats at their nameplates.

Rosario of Flambeau: "I challenge Lancelot to a joust for a seat at the table."

Sir Lancelot: Fun fact: Sir Lancelot is a descendant of Jesus Christ.

Rosario of Flambeau: The real one, yes.

Bolad: the Faerie Jesus Chris

Rosario of Flambeau: Instead of using a horse, I will increase my size to +3 and muto my legs into horse legs.

Sir Lancelot: "I accept your challenge, Knight of the Rose."

Bolad: ICly is there any way we'd recognize what Tennis is

Pepin the Page: "Ohh, are you sure you want to do that, Sir? He's the Greatest Knight on Life!"

Maybe, it's a popular courtly game.

Rosario of Flambeau: "Ah, just to meet him in a joust will be an honor."

Zita of Mercere: "Good luck, Sir Rosario!"

Rosario of Flambeau: "Thank you, fair lady."

wink wink.

Pepin the Page: The assembled ladies of the court whisper excitedly to one another. Nobody has challenged Sir Lancelot when he wasn't mystery knighting!

Bolad researches way to cheat at tennis

Pepin the Page: What's your plan to beat the Greatest Knight On Life?

Specifically, he's the greatest jouster in history, as Pepin explains to you.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: he's mutoing himself into a giant centaur

Pepin the Page: That would probably be even more dangerous.

Would you like me to explain how Jousting works?

Rosario of Flambeau: I was going to try to fast cast Wizard's Parry but that's apparently limited to a bladed melee weapon.

Sure.

I wasn't here last time there was a joust.

Zita of Mercere: Wizard's parry works on any metal object

what it does is give you an instant-duration ward against metal

smacking a weapon aside with your hand is just a dramatic touch

Rosario of Flambeau: Oh, I must have copied it down wrong.

Pepin the Page: There was never a joust that we participated in.

Rosario of Flambeau: I thought there was a joust that Mariu won.

Zita of Mercere: there was

mariu, yeah

Pepin the Page: Was there?

Zita of Mercere: he won the joust at the contest to win the wine

Pepin the Page: Wasn't that a joust where everyone was drunk and the "horse" was a chair carried by two other drunks?

Rosario of Flambeau: Are the tips of lances even made of metal?

Zita of Mercere: i remember all that, i came second to marco at the end iirc

Bolad: anyone here willing to be challenge in a game of gwent

Pepin the Page: No.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: Me.

Rosario of Flambeau: You know what I might try to do, is cast the spell to make him sneeze.

Pepin the Page: Lances are rebated with knobs of cloth to prevent injury.

Rosario of Flambeau: But he probably has MR, being a lord or noble of some kind, or fae monster

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: what if it's just one moderately strong faerie spreading its glamour very thin.

you never know.

Zita of Mercere: Fairies have MR and his will be relatively high amidst the ones here I imagine

Bolad: my idea to cheat at Tennis is to use CrAu to create a strong wind against the other player

what Skill does Tennis call for?

Pepin the Page: Anyway, the way a joust works is the two competitors set their lances and charge against one another for 6 passes.

Rosario of Flambeau: sounds good.

Pepin the Page: Each pass is a single combat round, though you have time to take a new lance and shield between passes.

At the end, the person who downs their opponent the most wins!

Rosario of Flambeau: Hey, this'll be fun even if I lose 6-0.

"Bolad, can I borrow your horse?"

Pepin the Page: Each pass you both roll to Resist the Charge with this formula:

Resist Charge While Mounted:

Dexterity + Ride + saddle modifier +

stress die vs. Damage Total (before

Soak) + Size of attacker’s horse

Shave off the Saddle Modifier and the Size of the Attacker's Horse here, since you both have the same saddle (+3) and the same size horse.

Bolad: Sure

It's not even mine. I just stole it.

Pepin the Page: I definitely recommend you find some way to cheat here, because otherwise Sir Lancelot will absolutely crush you.

Rosario of Flambeau: Yeah, I'm not particularly good at Riding.

Bolad: may I suggest the spell to weaken metal

Pepin the Page: Tournament lances aren't made of metal.

Bolad: RUSTED DECAY OF TEN-SCORE YEARS

R: Voice, D: Mom, T: Ind

After the spell is cast, the metal of the target

becomes so thoroughly rusted that it breaks

if used in any demanding way (for example,

used to strike a blow with in combat or to pry

Bolad: open a door). It also loses any sharpness it

might once have had.

Pepin the Page: They're wood with a cloth knob tip.

Bolad: hmm, what if you weaken their armor, allowing you to Kill Him

Pepin the Page: Doable.

Remember he's a fairy, so you'll have to beat his Might.

Bolad: also I wonder if his animal might just be glamor and not a creature of might, letting you easily mess with it?

Base 5 PeAn lames a horse

Pepin the Page: Fairy steeds are "fairly" common.

Bolad: hmm

What's the tourney grounds like?

Rosario of Flambeau: i mean, since the lance is set, and i have still casting on most of my spells, i can cast at him while holding the lance for a charge, i assume

the best i can do is try to make him sneeze and give him a -1. hah.

Pepin the Page: The jousting list is a flat patch of firm earth bisected by a fence that is high enough to prevent the horses from colliding and low enough to allow the jousters to strike at one another with their lances on a pass.

Rosario of Flambeau: now, if someone else wants to cheat for me

Bolad: the jousters come from the same direction each time?

meaning sabotaging earth on one side will always affect the same person?

Pepin the Page: At Camelot, there is also a grand stand for spectators, decorated with pennants and the shields of competitors.

No, they travel in a loop.

Bolad: What's the position of the sun in the sky

Pepin the Page: So it would be like this.

Rosario of Flambeau: I'm going to just yell "I'M TELLING ARTHUR ABOUT YOU AND GUEN" every time i get near him

Pepin the Page: The sun ls currently setting in the west.

Zita of Mercere: you should do that

Pepin the Page: Lists are set up North/South, to avoid complaints of sun blindness.

Bolad: lets make rosario's armor reflective polish so it shines the sun at lancelot.

Pepin the Page: Potentially possible.

Rosario of Flambeau: I have a spell that makes me glow as bright as the sun but, of course, that means i have to penetrate.

for the light to affect him

Let's get some arcane connections to lancelot.

Bolad: Base 1 MuTe changes a property of stone, so Base 1 +1 touch +2 affect metal +2 sun = l10 to make a metal armor mirror reflective

Ok, I'll ask Lancelot for his autograph.

Zita of Mercere: A wound is an arcane connection to the one who inflicted it!

Rosario of Flambeau: :O

Pepin the Page: Isn't that putting the cart before the horse?

Rosario of Flambeau: time to do the pro wrestling match, sell big time and take hits, then hit him with Faerie's Eternal Oblivion.

Pepin the Page: Especially since you'll be fighting with tournament lances, which are rebated.

Zita of Mercere: Hey, he wants an AC, I'm just letting him know he's going to get one

Bolad: Zita, ask him for a lock of hair.

Zita of Mercere: Good idea

wait, no

hes fiercely dedicatd to guinevere wasnt he

i forget my exact arthurian lore

Bolad: If he refuses you can joke, "haha, what's the problem, you already in love with Queen Guinevere and having an affair with her?"

Zita of Mercere: :thinking:

Rosario of Flambeau: How long of a connection is the wound?

Pepin the Page: He is widely known as the Queen's Knight and his TOTALLY CHASTE love for her is famous.

Zita of Mercere: Cant remember, or what book mentions it

yeah he wont give away his hair

Bolad: Surely he wouldn't refuse an innocent request from a Lady.

What's the harm in trying

Pepin the Page: Anything is possible.

Rosario of Flambeau: Why don't you steal it?

Unless... Something's different.

Zita of Mercere: "Sir Lancelot, would you grant me a lock of your hair, as I watch from the sidelines? I know you are the queen's knight, but it would make me ever so happy to think you did me such a favour." I play up my voice, acting like a swooning maiden

Hm, rolling charm on that

rolling 1d10+11

(

10

)

+11

=

21

Pepin the Page: Wow!

Bolad: Oh no, we wound up in the mirror arthur universe where everyone is a homo

Zita of Mercere: The King's Knight

Giraldo of Milan: excaliburs sheath

Sir Lancelot: "I am already pledged to Queen Guinevere, but I am sworn to aid ladies in distress."

He permits you to tie your favor to his lance.

This is usually a kerchief or scarf, but it could be anything that can hang from a lance.

Bolad: tie a scarf and then MuAn to make it weigh 50 pounds.

can rosario do that dfd?

Zita of Mercere: I dont have a scarf as lightning melts your clothes to your corpse.

Hmm

Bolad: just steal a napkin

Zita of Mercere: I'll quickly do that and hand him my 'favour'

Bolad: frankly? its a little strange zita hasn't been stealing everything in sight since we got here

Rosario of Flambeau: I could Rego it maybe.

Sir Lancelot: You could fashion a garland.

Bolad: make sure its one of those animal form napkins

Sir Lancelot: That's, uh, fashionable.

Bolad: since we can't cast Herbam. haha.

Zita of Mercere: Any part of a fairy counts the same way, it doesnt need to be his hair. Does he have anything loose on his armour that could be snatched off the back without him noticing?

Sir Lancelot: There are no napkins here. Everyone civilizedly wipes their hands on the closest available dog.

Bolad: lmao

Sir Lancelot: This is 100% true and not me saying no to you.

Zita of Mercere: lmao

Bolad: Horsehair then

Sir Lancelot: His armor is in perfect condition.

Horse hair is doable.

Zita of Mercere: I'll pick a flower and hand him it then.

Bolad: I take some horsehair off my Faerie horse and slip it to Zita.

Rosario of Flambeau: Nice.

Zita of Mercere: Or that

Rosario of Flambeau: You could steal some of his horse's hair.

Sir Lancelot: Horse hair is the way to go, since no one can cast Herbam spells anymore.

Zita of Mercere: Is there any part of his person whatsoever that could be taken off the back of him

Sir Lancelot: You could try and yank out his hair maybe.

Zita of Mercere: Doesnt his helmet have a plume?

Sir Lancelot: Like all medieval people, he carries a dagger.

Rosario of Flambeau: Nice.

Sir Lancelot: Yes but he isn't wearing his helmet to talk to damosels, his squire is holding it for him.

Rosario of Flambeau: Also what are some of his nicknames.

or his birth name.

Bolad: the Knight of Life is a nickname

Rosario of Flambeau: That's at least one, yeah.

Sir Lancelot: Sir Lancelot.

Lancelot du Lac.

The Knight of the Cart.

Rosario of Flambeau: Sheesh.

Zita of Mercere: After he turns to depart I'll try and steal his dagger without him noticing

rolling 1d10!+4+8

(

7

)

+4+8

=

19

Bolad: Are you factoring in your Ways of the Castle bonus

Sir Lancelot: Ok.

Zita of Mercere: EF 30 in the AbAsAr system, enough to steal a hat off a woman's head

Sir Lancelot:

rolling 1d10! + 5 + 3

(

8

)

+5+3

=

16

Hmm.

Zita of Mercere: You made that EF to stop me but it only emboldened me

Rosario of Flambeau: The power...

Sir Lancelot: Let me DO SOME MATH to that EF.

Ok, you slip his dagger out of his sheath.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: salve

Sir Lancelot: Oooooh, that's what she said.

Zita of Mercere: I'll wander over to the gang

Rosario of Flambeau: Zita ftw.

Zita of Mercere: "Guess who just got an arcane connection to the greatest knight on life?"

Sir Lancelot: Lemme check to see if fairy names count as sympathetic connections.

Rosario of Flambeau: Ooh boy do I hope so.

Bolad: br once told me they dont cause faeries are always changing their names

Rosario of Flambeau: These faeries aren't.

Bolad: and roles and such

fair enough

Zita of Mercere: its in RoP:F somewhere im sure

Bolad: we were in w eird adventure where the faeries kept shifting around every minute anyway

Rosario of Flambeau: that sounds neat

Sir Lancelot: Yeah, I think names probably don't work on fairies.

Rosario of Flambeau: Drat.

Sir Lancelot: In terms of sympathetic connections.

Bolad: "Sir Lancelot, may I have your autograph?"

Giraldo of Milan: knights dont know how to read or write

Sir Lancelot: Of course there are many fairies who are instantly bound into service if you say their name, but these are not those kinds.

"Pardon me?"

Correct, Giraldo.

Rosario of Flambeau: his knife is a +1 or +2? I'm assuming 1.

Zita of Mercere: its part of him

Bolad: "Never mind. Hey, good luck out there."

Zita of Mercere: thats how fairies work

Rosario of Flambeau: So 3.

Neat.

Better than nothing!

If anyone has a Craft skill we could put this off for several hours and make a symbolic representation of him.

Sir Lancelot: Setting up a joust takes time.

Everyone has to go out to the stands, the knights' pavilions need to be erected, spectators need to buy peanuts, that kind of thing.

Rosario of Flambeau: Hmm.

Sir Lancelot: Of course, no amount of time seems to change the passage of the sun, which seems fixed in place.

Rosario of Flambeau: If we can retcon one of the craft grogs in here, maybe. Otherwise we're out of luck. I don't think I can roll dex+craft without a craft ability.

Sir Lancelot: AFK a sec.

You can bring any grogs you want.

Zita of Mercere: brb

Nevio:

rolling 1d10+1+4 dex + craft

(

6

)

+1+4

=

11

Bolad: bone crafter.

Nevio: EF was 9 for a single use item, so Nevio scrimshaws a little figurine of Lancelot out of a spare catacomb bone.

Rosario of Flambeau: He loves bones and always has a spare.

Sir Lancelot: Nevio is NOT at the covenant right now.

Rosario of Flambeau: Ohhhh

Drat.

Sir Lancelot: He left, as you may recall.

Rosario of Flambeau: Not THAT grog

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: you have to make the object yourself if you want to use it as a sympathetic boost

Rosario of Flambeau: Oh yeah, he's in with that cult.

Shit.

Bolad: gah!

anyway you wont need to bypass MR to mess with the horsehair on his lance

Rosario of Flambeau: I'm going to roll unskilled craft then! What do we got? I have a dagger, I can try to beat EF 9 on a carved piece of wood.

rolling 1d10+3 dex

(

10

)

+3

=

13

Sir Lancelot: Wow!

Rosario of Flambeau: :blessed:

Bolad: neat

Sir Lancelot: You did it!

What is it you whittle up?

Rosario of Flambeau: A little figurine of Lancelot on a horse to act as a single-use symbolic representation of him.

Sir Lancelot: Ok, sounds good.

Rosario of Flambeau: This is going to totally not work and botch, and then we're really in trouble.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: :blessed:

Sir Lancelot: Let's do it!

Rosario of Flambeau: All I can really do is try to hit him with Eternal Oblivion.

Sir Lancelot: You should probably not do that because that would not win the joust.

Do you have the Fairy version of that spell?

Rosario of Flambeau: I do.

It would weaken him, ideally.

Sir Lancelot: Well, you're free to try that but if he disappears he won't be losing any jousts.

Rosario of Flambeau: and not destroy him.

Bolad: Sir LAncelot died on the way to his home planet.

Rosario of Flambeau: Oh wait, do we not do that? I'm unclear on the current magical being damage rules.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: all right.

i have a backup plan.

weve got this.

good luck out there.

Rosario of Flambeau: it's that you cant repeatedly cast the same might stripping spell, correct?

Bolad: i already got my plan for tennis

Rosario of Flambeau: but one cast works fine

Bolad: correct

Rosario of Flambeau: ok

yeah ideally he's strong enough that i won't disintegrate him

and then i can just win the joust

Sir Lancelot: Also the way Might works is that it will only prevent him from using powers and will lower his magic resistance.

Rosario of Flambeau: He's probably a cheater who uses powers in a joust.

I wouldn't put it past him, as a fae.

Sir Lancelot: He might just use pretenses.

Rosario of Flambeau: Well, we'll see.

Sir Lancelot: Alright, go for it.

Rosario of Flambeau: Oh, I was going to do it while we were jousting

Sir Lancelot: Ok.

Rosario of Flambeau: So if he blamed it on me I would go no, no, I wasn't casting a spell, it was a shout of victory.

Sir Lancelot: That seems slightly dangerous because you'll be giving up a combat round to cast a spell on him.

Rosario of Flambeau: I have still casting so I can hold a mounted lance and cast without gestures at no penalty.

Sir Lancelot: But if you want to do that you can.

Rosario of Flambeau: unless i have to actively use the lance.

Sir Lancelot: You don't but you won't get to make an attack on him the same round you cast a spell.

Rosario of Flambeau: That's fine.

Sir Lancelot: You could also cast it between passes.

Rosario of Flambeau: Let's do one round normally just to see how tough he is, then I'll cast it. Sure.

Sir Lancelot: Passes only take a round but knights can take a reasonable amount of time to refresh themselves between passes.

Ok.

You're using a Lance, which is +4 attack and +5 damage.

Rosario of Flambeau: i'm sorry, refresh me on the formula again?

Sir Lancelot: You can also use a heater shield, which provides +3 soak.

Rosario of Flambeau: Nice.

Bolad: good news the Combat Reminder for Retards is back in the journal

Rosario of Flambeau: I thought the jousting had a special formula

Sir Lancelot: Each pass you attack each other as normal.

When hit you roll this formula:

Resist Charge While Mounted:

Dexterity + Ride +

stress die vs. Damage Total (before

Soak)

Rosario of Flambeau: cool.

Sir Lancelot: The weapons are rebated, so they can only cause Fatigue damage.

Same as wound damage but it's treated as fatigue.

If you have enough to die you just pass out and fall off your horse.

Ok!

Let's joust!

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: let's jousting.

Rosario of Flambeau:

rolling 1d10!+3+8+4+8 Exertion lance attack

(

10

+

10

+

9

)

+3+8+4+8

=

52

Hell.

Yes.

Bolad: its time to j-j-j-joust

Rosario of Flambeau: Eat fucking shit Lancelot.

Sir Lancelot: You can't Exert here.

Rosario of Flambeau: Lanceloser.

Oh.

Well, that's only 44.

Sir Lancelot: Ok.

Rosario of Flambeau:

rolling 1d10!+3+1 resist charge

(

2

)

+3+1

=

6

Also I'm dead.

Sir Lancelot: You roll to resist the charge after he hits you!

Rosario of Flambeau: Oh duh.

Sir Lancelot:

rolling 1d10! + 8 + 5 + 3 Defense

(

5

)

+8+5+3

=

21

Alright, he rolls to resist the charge.

Against 26 damage.

rolling 1d10! + 5 + 8

(

1

)

+5+8

=

14

Gah!

rolling 2d10

(

2

+

6

)

=

8

Rosario of Flambeau: whew.

Sir Lancelot: No botch, but is unhorsed.

He attacks you at the same time.

rolling 1d10! + 8 + 5 + 4

(

7

)

+8+5+4

=

24

Roll defense.

Hello?

Rosario of Flambeau:

rolling 1d10!+8

(

3

)

+8

=

11

Sir Lancelot: Ok.

Rosario of Flambeau: sorry, I was going back to see if there was a lance defense modifier.

Sir Lancelot: He has STR +3 and +4 Lance damage, so that's 20 damage before soak.

Rosario of Flambeau: There was not.

15 soak with buckler

Sir Lancelot: Roll Ride + Dex + Stress Die.

Rosario of Flambeau:

rolling 1d10!+3+1

(

10

+

8

)

+3+1

=

22

Wow.

Sir Lancelot: Astonishingly, you manage to unseat Sir Lancelot without cheating!

rolling 1d10! + 5

(

7

)

+5

=

12

Rosario of Flambeau: I raise my arms into the air and accept the cheers.

Sir Lancelot: He falls to the ground, out like a light!

Zita of Mercere: "Woah."

Bolad: Classic Flambeau

Sir Lancelot: Congratulations!

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: yikes

Zita of Mercere: "Hey, Bolad, did you see what spell he cast? It almost looked like he won for real."

Rosario of Flambeau: Nothing personal, kid.

Endrite (GM): The assembled knights cheer for you, Knight f the Rose.

Rosario of Flambeau: "Woohoo!"

Bolad: "The Knights of this land are soft and weak. I expected nothing less."

Endrite (GM): As you all go back into the feast hall, you find your own name carved into the Round Table.

Rosario of Flambeau: "Wait'll the Milites get a load of this."

Bolad: I ask the page who the greatest archer in King Arthur's court is.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: real knight of the rose the official

Zita of Mercere: "Good work all around."

Pepin the Page: "Uh, I don't know."

"Some peasant, probably. Archery isn't very knightly."

Bolad: gah.

Pepin the Page: "I think some knights hunt with bows?"

Bolad: haven't these dumb fae ever read Ivanhoe

Pepin the Page: "It isn't a real martial skill."

Bolad: then I'll challenge whatshisface to Tennis.

Pepin the Page: Alright, Tennis uses the Throwing skill.

Bolad: i retract my challenge.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: lol.

Sir Tor: Because, UNACCOUNTABLY, there is no Tennis martial skill.

Rosario of Flambeau: lmao

Sir Tor: Well, that's just as well, it saves me trying to explain Real Tennis rules.

Bolad: I'll ask the page what kind of fief Rosario gets now

Sir Tor: Also, feel free to cheat heavily if you'd like to win.

Bolad: that was the plan

i was going to use Auram to blow wind and dust in my opponents face. but I have no throwing skill at all

Pepin the Page: "Knights of the Round Table are given londes to support them. About 6 Mythic Pounds per year to pay for the upkeep of their households."

That's a shame.

I mean, if you have a better suggestion than Throwing for Tennis, I'd like to hear it.

I'm willing to be flexible here.

Bolad: Great Weapon to swing the racket like a bat.

Pepin the Page: Surely it would be single weapon.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: who am i sharing a trencher with

Bolad: well you can grip it with 2 hands.

Pepin the Page: Same with most single weapons.

Bolad: gah!

Pepin the Page: What, Derfel?

Anyway you don't have to take Sir Tor's tennis challenge if you don't want to.

Bolad: can I just do an old fashioned duel

Pepin the Page: You could.

Bolad: then I'll beat the crap out of someone currently at the table

Pepin the Page: Try Sir Lamorak, the third greatest knight on life.

Bolad: Sure.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: you share a plate with the person next to you at a feast!

everyone knows that.

Rosario of Flambeau: hell yeah

Pepin the Page: Derfel, you should be thinking about how to win a challenge here.

Rosario of Flambeau: fight! fight!

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: Basic medieval fact.

Bolad: Derfel should challenge the guy who wrote a poem.

Pepin the Page: Zita, you need to think about how to overcome your gender handicap.

Alright.

Rosario of Flambeau: I would put my feet on the table if I weren't actually extremely proud of myself, even if they are dumb ass fae.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: my plan is to appeal directly to king arthur's sense of virtue, since derfel is not good at anything

Rosario of Flambeau: As it is, I'm respectfully eating and quaffing

Sir Lamorak: Sir Lamorak, sometimes called The Desirous (of battle), is willing to entertain all challengers.

Bolad: "I fight with a great weapon and no shield. Do you accept?"

Sir Lamorak: "What weapon is that, good sir knight?"

Bolad: "The flail."

Sir Lamorak: You need to actually pick a weapon.

"How unusual!"

"Very well then, my friend, I will fight with the sword and shield, the true arms of any knight and his badge of honor."

Duels are similar to jousts in that they are fought with rebated weapons.

Bolad: Wooden?

Sir Lamorak: Yes.

Bolad: Is he wearing metal armor

Sir Lamorak: Wooden and padded.

Yes.

Wait, just padded.

Sorry, they aren't wooden.

Bolad: Score. I want to use Rusted Decay of Ten-Score Years on his stuff.

Sir Lamorak: They're padded so as to allow the knights to fight with their own weapons.

Alright, but if a weapon breaks it is customary to call a temporary truce to allow the competitors to rearm.

Duels are fought until one party falls to fatigue or yields.

Bolad: how about instead I use a version of Supple Iron and Rigid Rope to make his sword soft and malleable

Sir Lamorak: That's doable.

Bolad: Cool.

Let's rock.

Bolad dons chainmail

Rosario of Flambeau: "Good fighting, Bolad!"

Sir Lamorak: Alright, the feasters head back out to the tournament grounds and gather around a dueling circle.

Rosario of Flambeau: "Watch this one, he's a vicious brute from the east."

I try to hype the other knights up.

Sir Lamorak: "Do not worry, Sir Chinese George, I promise to make this as quick as possible so you can get back to the roast pig!"

Zita of Mercere: "Oh yes. Chinese George, the most feared knight."

Sir Lamorak: Mmm, roast pig.

Bolad: roast hams

Sir Lamorak: Ok, Attack away.

Bolad:

rolling 1d10!+2+5+3 Attack

(

7

)

+2+5+3

=

17

Sir Lamorak: Don't forget your chainmail encumbrance penalty.

Bolad: encumbrance does not figure into attack.

Sir Lamorak: Oh right.

Zita of Mercere: yep

or defence, its the one thing it doesnt affect

combat rolls

Sir Lamorak:

rolling 1d10! + 8 + 5 + 4

(

9

)

+8+5+4

=

26

Bolad: it affects init

Sir Lamorak: Alright, Sir Lamorak attacks you back!

rolling 1d10! + 8 + 5 + 1

(

1

)

+8+5+1

=

15

rolling 2d10

(

1

+

2

)

=

3

Rosario of Flambeau: jesus.

Sir Lamorak: He botches and drops his sword.

Giraldo of Milan: lol

Rosario of Flambeau: "Nice one, Sir Lamorak!"

Bolad: good.

Sir Lamorak: "Ah, too much goose and not enough dogs!"

"Hold a minute while I rearm."

Bolad: I will strike him while he's defenseless.

Sir Lamorak: That is your right.

Bolad:

rolling 1d10!+10 attack

(

4

)

+10

=

14

Sir Lamorak: Let's see here.

Rosario of Flambeau: i turn to Lancelot "Ah, a ruse from Lamorak. He'll draw a hidden blade while Bolad least expects it."

or any other knight of the round table

Sir Lamorak: Ok.

Rosario of Flambeau: I'm just trying to be a heel here.

Sir Lamorak:

rolling 1d10! + 8 + 5 + 3

(

6

)

+8+5+3

=

22

Bolad: what the

Sir Lamorak: He fends off your treacherous attack with his shield.

Remember how I said he had a shield?

He still has it!

Bolad: gasp

Rosario of Flambeau: Good lord.

Sir Lamorak: This is the real GM power trip.

Anyway, he picks up his sword.

"Can't wait, eh? Neither can I" he exclaims as the next round starts.

Attack or cast a spell, please.

Bolad: I'll attack.

rolling 1d10!+10

(

10

+

5

)

+10

=

25

Zita of Mercere: nice

Sir Lamorak: Gasp!

rolling 1d10! + 8 + 5 + 4

(

8

)

+8+5+4

=

25

Bolad: curses.

Rosario of Flambeau: 

conf

Bolad: may I?

Zita of Mercere: his numbers are the same as lancelots lol

Rosario of Flambeau: for a tiny hit

Sir Lamorak: You summon the fury of the steppes but are deflected by the armor of chivalry.

Bolad: well even if I conf it'll do very little damage

Sir Lamorak: Yeah sure, 5 isn't much Combat Advantage though.

Bolad: time to think of a way to cheat.

Sir Lamorak: You're both wearing armor, after all.

Bolad: question, can MuTe increase the weight of armor without increasing its size

Sir Lamorak: Absolutely.

Bolad: could I increase the weight of his armor to fatigue him

Rosario of Flambeau: I could magically yank his sword out of his hand but it would then very obviously land at my feet.

Sir Lamorak: Yes.

Rosario of Flambeau: Oooh.

Smart.

Sir Lamorak: Anyway, he uses his move this round to attack you.

rolling 1d10! + 8 + 5 + 1

(

8

)

+8+5+1

=

22

Bolad:

rolling 1d10!+7 defense

(

7

)

+7

=

14

Sir Lamorak: +6 Sword damage and +3 STR.

Bolad: 13 soak

Sir Lamorak:

rolling 22 + 6 + 3 -14 -13

22+6+3-14-13

=

4

You take a grazing hit.

Bolad: sorry wrong, only 11 soak

Sir Lamorak: The fabled hemi-fatigue.

Oh then it's a Light Wound but in Fatigue form.

Alright, next round.

Bolad: does that factor in the fact his weapon is soft and bendy

Sir Lamorak: Oh, did you do that already?

Bolad: Aye.

Sir Lamorak: Then you take 0 damage.

Rosario of Flambeau: Sick.

Bolad: Well, that's more like it.

Now I'll use Tengriism to increase the weight of his armor.

basing this off the L15 mute spell object of increased size

that spell doubles an object's size and increases weight eightfold

Rosario of Flambeau: big armor mode

Sir Lamorak: Alright.

Let's call that -9.

Wait, -6.

Ok, he looks a little fatigued.

Can you attack and cast a spell in the same round?

Bolad: Doubt it but can I sorta wave my sword around to make it less obvious what im doing

or. I'll do a witcher style pirouette.

Sir Lamorak: Ok.

He attacks this round, not yet suffering the bane of your magick.

rolling 1d10! + 8 + 5 + 4

(

7

)

+8+5+4

=

24

Bolad:

rolling 1d10!+7 Defense

(

9

)

+7

=

16

Sir Lamorak: Roll defns.

Ok, he gets +3 STR.

rolling 24 + 3 - 16 -11

24+3-16-11

=

0

Shucks!

Ok, new round.

Bolad:

rolling 1d10!+10 attack him

(

9

)

+10

=

19

Sir Lamorak: He's looking tired.

rolling 1d10! + 8 + 5 + 4 - 3

(

7

)

+8+5+4-3

=

21

That should be -6.

So you actually hit him with a CA of 1.

Bolad: Flail is +9 Damage

Sir Lamorak: Ouch!

Soak is +12, do you have any strength?

Bolad: that includes the strength sorry

Sir Lamorak: Ok, 0 damage.

Still, maybe next time.

rolling 1d10! + 8 + 5 + 1 -6 Attack!

(

5

)

+8+5+1-6

=

13

Bolad: basically it'll keep going until one of us botches

rolling 1d10!+7 dfn

(

2

)

+7

=

9

Sir Lamorak: Looks like it.

Next round.

Bolad:

rolling 1d10!+10 attk

(

7

)

+10

=

17

Sir Lamorak: Any onlookers want to try anything?

rolling 1d10! + 8 + 5 + 4 - 6 Defense

(

10

+

1

)

+8+5+4-6

=

22

Bolad: gah.

Sir Lamorak:

rolling 1d10! + 8 + 5 + 1 - 6 Attack

(

6

)

+8+5+1-6

=

14

c'thinker: i cannot take any action to help bolad.

Bolad:

rolling 1d10!+7 dfn

(

10

+

8

)

+7

=

25

Sir Lamorak: This is how late duels end up working in Pendragon too.

Next round.

Bolad:

rolling 1d10!+10 attk

(

2

)

+10

=

12

Giraldo of Milan: good luck bolad

Sir Lamorak:

rolling 1d10! + 8 + 5 + 4 - 6

(

5

)

+8+5+4-6

=

16

Bolad: i am going to win by putting the entire audience to sleep

Sir Lamorak: Fighting through the entire night is a classic knight move.

Bolad:

rolling 1d10!+7 dfn

(

2

)

+7

=

9

Sir Lamorak: In fact that's what'll happen if we hit ten round.

rolling 1d10! + 8 + 5 + 1 -6 Attack

(

1

)

+8+5+1-6

=

9

Bolad: aha!

Sir Lamorak:

rolling 2d10

(

7

+

8

)

=

15

Bolad: damn!

rolling 1d10!+10 attk

(

7

)

+10

=

17

Sir Lamorak:

rolling 1d10! + 8 + 5 + 4 - 6

(

1

)

+8+5+4-6

=

12

rolling 2d10

(

9

+

4

)

=

13

Bolad: 14 damage

err

2

damage.

Sir Lamorak:

rolling 17 + 9 -12 - 9

17+9-12-9

=

5

Bolad: i fatigued him.

rolling 1d10!+7

(

6

)

+7

=

13

rolling 1d10!+10 attack

(

5

)

+10

=

15

Sir Lamorak:

rolling 1d10! + 8 + 5 + 1 -6

(

7

)

+8+5+1-6

=

15

rolling 1d10! + 8 + 5 + 4 - 1 -6 Defense

(

10

+

6

)

+8+5+4-1-6

=

26

Ok!

rolling 1d10! + 8 + 5 + 1 - 1 -6 Attack

(

7

)

+8+5+1-1-6

=

14

This is the last round!

Bolad:

rolling 1d10!+7

(

8

)

+7

=

15

i defend.

one more round to attack or is that it?

Sir Lamorak: One more round for you to attack.

Bolad: oh boy.

rolling 1d10!+10 atta k

(

7

)

+10

=

17

conf

Sir Lamorak:

rolling 1d10! + 8 + 5 + 4 - 1 -6

(

5

)

+8+5+4-1-6

=

15

Bolad: also i had to burn one conf earlier to channel tengri so im putting that down too

5+9-12 damage

2

Sir Lamorak:

rolling 17 + 9 + 5 - 15 - 11

17+9+5-15-11

=

5

Bolad: woot.

Sir Lamorak: A slight wound!

rolling 1d10! + 8 + 5 + 1 -1 -6 attack

(

10

+

3

)

+8+5+1-1-6

=

20

Rosario of Flambeau: This is a good fight.

Shit.

c'thinker: gHh

Bolad:

rolling 1d10!+7 dfn

(

5

)

+7

=

12

c'thinker: *gahahaha

Bolad: gHh is a good abbreviation

Sir Lamorak:

rolling 20 + 3 -12 -11

20+3-12-11

=

0

Bolad: this is what a match against Kane is like when it goes on too long

Bolad refuses to sell any of these hits

Rosario of Flambeau: So this is what every match against Kane is like.

Sir Lamorak: You scarcely noticed with the intensity of this fight, but it seems to have lasted through the night until dawn!

You see the rosy red fingers of the new sun creep across the circle.

Sir Lamorak offers you his hand in friendship.

Bolad: I stab him

well

fine ill shake his hand.

Zita of Mercere: lol

Bolad: if I knew I could hurt him I'd stab him. but he's wearing armor.

Sir Lamorak: "Scarce few men have ever lasted this long against me in combat and they all sit 'round King Arthur's table."

He shows you inside, where your name has appeared on a place at the Round Table!

Congratulations Sir Chinese George!

Rosario of Flambeau: Chinese George, the hero!

Bolad: Epic.

Thank you for your patience everyone.

Also I hope the bards spice up this fight in the retelling.

Sir Lamorak: Alright, any ideas Derfel?

c'thinker: hmm

oh i forgot to look up what to roll to write a poem.

Bolad: Craft Poetry.

c'thinker: i have 0 xp in that

Bolad: How hard could it be?

exploit your death prophecy

Endrite (GM): I'll give you a couple minutes to think of something.

c'thinker: depends on whether i am allowed to use Presence instead of Communication

Bolad: challenge someone to fist fight a bear or something

c'thinker: is handsomeness a knightly virtue

Bolad: Does Derfel have points in throwing

c'thinker: he does not.

Zita of Mercere: You could seduce and fuck Guinevere.

Bolad: They'd never see it coming

Zita of Mercere: I mean, at the very least, I'm sure it'd be funny as hell

Bolad: does Derfel have animal handling

Zita of Mercere: Think about it

Everyone who has fucked her has a seat at the round table

c'thinker: the wee bey face

Rosario of Flambeau: Hmm.

Bolad: i dont know what skills derfel has, since no one has seen his sheet.

Endrite (GM): Handesomeness is knightly.

Rosario of Flambeau thinks deeply

Endrite (GM): You could attempt to romance a damosel.

c'thinker: its in the thread.

somewhere.

Endrite (GM): Put it on your character sheet!

Zita of Mercere: I've never seen his sheet

Bolad: What does Beguile do?

https://badgame.net/index.php?topic=47117.msg12128107#msg12128107

Zita of Mercere: or the up-to-date gulielmus sheet, which just doesnt exist

c'thinker: it's a faerie form, or a faerie technique

Bolad: hes got Beguile, Entrancement, Piercing Gaze

Giraldo of Milan: fae boy

Zita of Mercere: last updated: 1334

Giraldo of Milan: fae boy has glades

Zita of Mercere: :pepe:

c'thinker: lol

Rosario of Flambeau: lmao

Endrite (GM): Well, you could always try THIS challenge!

As you tuck into the peacock, the doors to the hall slam open!

c'thinker: Holy shit!

Rosario of Flambeau: Oh fuck!

Bertilak de Hautdesert: A green knight riding a green horse, wearing green armor and wielding a green axe rides boldly into the hall. His hair (green) is loose, wild and entwined with threads of gold.

Bolad: green man gaming

Bertilak de Hautdesert: "I come from the land of Faerie bearing a challenge for King Arthur's knights!"

Bolad: let the guy chop your head off. i got a good feeling about this

Giraldo of Milan: gren

Bertilak de Hautdesert: "Take this axe and cleave my neck, but beware, for I will do the same!"

Classic Arthurian challenge right here, boys.

Rosario of Flambeau: "That seems risky."

Zita of Mercere: "Wow, he seems so poorly written."

Bertilak de Hautdesert: I've actually done this in Pendragon.

Bolad: man better hope liesmith doesn't hear you said that

c'thinker: I will invoke my virtue once more.

Zita of Mercere: I meant this KING ARTHUR REAL NOT FAKE version of the green knight myth

Bertilak de Hautdesert: This is basically how it goes in Pendragon, frankly.

Bolad: i have bad news.

all king arthur is fake.

c'thinker: Is it a good idea to allow the real (not fake) green knight offical to behead me?

Zita of Mercere: However I would definitely say this around liesmith, as loud as possible in fact

Bolad: king arthur was invented in the 19th century as a ploy to stir up nationalism among the British.

what material is the man's axe made of, gm

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: Green.

Bertilak de Hautdesert: It's metal (green) with an oak haft.

Are any of you brave enough to undertake this challenge?

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: Still waiting on my Common Sense result.

Bravely.

lemme look at my character sheet here

Derfel ap Cadwaladr rises.

Rosario of Flambeau: stands the FUCK up

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: i was going to roll some dice but i don't know what ability would be appropriate.

Bertilak de Hautdesert: Keep in mind your Death Prophecy which I am inclined to interpret as cruelly as possible until you PUT YOUR CHARACTER SHEET ON YOUR TOKEN!

For what?

Just accepting is a Bravery roll, which is waived for PCs.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "Arthur's knights need not deign to concern themselves with this challenger!"

"I will handle the rogue!"

Rosario of Flambeau: "Don't die, friend. He looks dangerous."

Derfel ap Cadwaladr:

rolling 1d10!+5+2+2 Presence + Charm +Familiarity, to impress the faerie court

(

9

)

+5+2+2

=

18

Giraldo of Milan: nice to know that the regio is up to date with the latest 14th century poems which first detail the green knight

Bertilak de Hautdesert: They're already quite impressed by your willingness to get your head chopped off.

What century do you think this is?

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: they're REALLY impressed now though.

Giraldo of Milan: i know

im just saying its nice

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: these guys are thoroughly charmed

Bertilak de Hautdesert: Sure.

The Green Knight hands you his axe and puts his head across a small stone block, exposing his neck to your blow.

The block was placed by his squire, who needs no further mention.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: the green squire

Bertilak de Hautdesert: He hands you his axe.

You need not roll to behead him, it's so easy!

Derfel ap Cadwaladr hoists the axe.

Rosario of Flambeau: now just spear him in the back of the head

Bolad: cut off his arms so he can't put them back on

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: i can't, my hands are full of axe

Derfel ap Cadwaladr swings the axe!

Bertilak de Hautdesert: Thud!

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: Both of these actions are done handsomely of course.

Bertilak de Hautdesert: You cut through the Green Knights neck like it was firewood.

It rolls a ways before he manages to scoop it up and place it back on his neck.

"Well done," he says, a little hoarsely.

Bolad: lets kick the head away before he grabs it

Zita of Mercere: Lets steal his head

Bolad: i can conjure a blast of air to send it rolling

Zita of Mercere: Roll it towards me

Bertilak de Hautdesert: "Now, please show me the same courtesy and allow me to chop your head off."

Zita of Mercere: No no, he's still chasing his head. Go bolad.

Bolad: I shall do so, if the GM permits me to retroactively interrupt.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "Thank you, sir knight."

Bertilak de Hautdesert: Ok, you can.

Are you planning on keeping him from getting to his head forever or a mere bit of light sport?

Bolad: lets throw it out a window.

Bertilak de Hautdesert: Doable.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: they're planning on keeping me from my spot at the round table forever.

Zita of Mercere: We're planning on playing a prank

Bertilak de Hautdesert: Some friends they turned out to be!

Zita of Mercere: hey hey derfel

dont lose your head over it

Bolad: this is no way to get ahead in king arthur's court

Zita of Mercere: Aristocritus would have loved this...

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: lol.

Zita of Mercere: Anyway I'll run around with Bolad and Giraldo tossing the head back and forth between us, playing keepaway

Bolad:  grimly, through clenched teeth  lol.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr botches gm lore roll

Bertilak de Hautdesert: Roll Throwing.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: Haha. Anyway I help the headless corpse up.

Bertilak de Hautdesert: It's not a corpse, he can move around just fine without his head.

Bolad:

rolling 1d10+2 throwing + dex

(

6

)

+2

=

8

ill borrow some hair from his head while im at it

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: right thats what i meant.

the headless knight.

obviously you cant help a corpse up!

Zita of Mercere: I have no throwing, go raw dex

rolling 1d10+4

(

3

)

+4

=

7

Bertilak de Hautdesert: Bolad and Zita play hot potato with the Green Knights head to the delight of King Arthur's Court, but eventually Zita ends up dropping it.

Then all those things I said earlier happen.

The Green Knight looks a little more sheepish, however.

Bolad: lol

Bertilak de Hautdesert: Do you put your head on the chopping block, Derfel?

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: what if we skimmed over the part in the real king arthur where the green knight just beheads a bunch of people and kills them.

oh my god.

Bolad: I hand the tuft of hair to Rosario.

(To Rosario of Flambeau): can you make him sneeze at the critical moment

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: Derfel puts his head on the chopping block.

(From Rosario of Flambeau): I believe so

Bertilak de Hautdesert: The Green Knight hefts his axe and...

Rosario of Flambeau: I cast a spell.

Bertilak de Hautdesert: Which spell?

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: lol

Rosario of Flambeau: Touch of the Goose Feather. It will make the green knight sneeze.

Zita of Mercere: "Oh hey, it says in this book that the green knight just cuts his head off then leaves. It doesn't even have an ending, it just says 'to be continued' and leaves it there."

Bertilak de Hautdesert: Heh.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: Later nerds.

Bertilak de Hautdesert: Ok, cast away Rosario.

Rosario of Flambeau:

rolling 1d10!+18

(

1

)

+18

=

19

Nice.

Noice.

Bolad: lmfao.

Bertilak de Hautdesert: :crying emoji:

Rosario of Flambeau: how many botch dice

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: does the faerie aura add dice

Bertilak de Hautdesert: Yep.

rolling 4d10

(

10

+

4

+

10

+

8

)

=

32

Phew!

Rosario of Flambeau: Nice.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: cripes

Zita of Mercere: IS THAT ACCOUNTING FOR REGIOS DOUBLING BOTCH DICE?

Bertilak de Hautdesert: Oh sorry, it's half of what it should be.

rolling 3d10

(

10

+

8

+

5

)

=

23

Phew!

Zita of Mercere: good god

Bolad: :pepe:

Rosario of Flambeau: As a level 5 spell, that still casts, with

Bertilak de Hautdesert: Ok.

Zita of Mercere: i get 2 botch dice total and enter twilight, and  this guy

Rosario of Flambeau: 23 pen

Bertilak de Hautdesert: Alright!

Rosario of Flambeau: with the hair

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: wait a minute,

Bertilak de Hautdesert: With his axe at the apex of his swing, the Green Knight sneezes!

Rosario of Flambeau: Good luck, Derfel.

Bertilak de Hautdesert: Then he brings his axe crashing through Derfel's neck, severing it neatly.

Other than that, Derfel feels fine.

Rosario of Flambeau: Welp.

Bertilak de Hautdesert: The Green Knight graciously hands you your head back, Derfel.

Bolad: wow.

Bertilak de Hautdesert: You can put it back on if you want.

Rosario of Flambeau: "Amazing!"

Bolad: he cheated.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr blinks.

Bolad: he swung TWICE.

Bertilak de Hautdesert: Did he?

Bolad: oh wait he stopped midswing when he sneezed?

well ok.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: I'll just hold on to my head for a while.

Giraldo of Milan: derfel you should put your head back on

Bertilak de Hautdesert: Seems fair to me.

Rosario of Flambeau: Yeah.

Zita of Mercere: Oh right, death prophecy

Bertilak de Hautdesert: Derfel, please note on your character sheet that you now have a fairy curse.

Rosario of Flambeau: Oh no!

Bolad: lol.

Giraldo of Milan: endrite, wouldnt it have been ironic if he actually died

Bolad: good thing we have a PeVi specialist back home

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: what should i note

Bertilak de Hautdesert: In times of stress your head will fall off.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: just that there's a curse?

Giraldo of Milan: as the green knight does not kill gawain in the normal version of the tale

Bertilak de Hautdesert: So if you confirm a botch on any roll.

Giraldo of Milan: will that kill him

Bertilak de Hautdesert: No.

Giraldo of Milan: or just inconvenience him

ah

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: can i remove my head on purpose

without killing myself

Bertilak de Hautdesert: No, you just can't seem to find the knack for it.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: fair enough.

Rosario of Flambeau: That's a pretty funny curse.

You were very brave, though.

Bertilak de Hautdesert: Still, your bravery is enough to earn you your place at the Round Table.

Congratulations, Headless Knight!

Derfel ap Cadwaladr makes his way to the Round Table, waving with one arm and holding his head under the other.

Bolad: we did it.

order the peasants to bring us their crops.

Rosario of Flambeau: "That's very unsettling."

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "You should try it some time."

"Really gives you a new perspective on things."

Pepin the Page: "Uh, sir?"

Rosario of Flambeau: "I've made it this far with my head on my shoulders."

Pepin the Page: "Crops aren't harvested until harvest time."

"It's still the middle of summer."

Bolad: "Hm, how do we advance this story.."

Pepin the Page: Note: it's actually autumn in the outside world.

Zita of Mercere: "Read the book and check"

Pepin the Page: HOWEVER, seasons progress normally inside this regio.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: duel for a season

Zita of Mercere: "Rosario, you kept it on you right?"

Pepin the Page: They're just shifted back one season.

Bolad: oh OK I figured it was stuck in time

Zita of Mercere: oh

Bolad: Well that's pretty nifty.

Rosario of Flambeau: Neat.

Pepin the Page: No, it's just always day time except when it's dramatically convenient for it to be night.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: cool regio.

Pepin the Page: You still haven't discovered the TRUE secret of this regio, but you have some Clues, 18 Mythic Pounds of fairy food per year, and 8 XP each!

And a fairy curse, Derfel.

Bolad: For the True Secret we have to kill King Arthur.

I'm 99% sure of this

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: i'll put the fairy curse on a new page i guess

Bolad: we have to kill him then follow his boat to AValon, the faerie realm.

Pepin the Page: If we want to mess around with actual trade I could figure out how many tons of fairy food you get.

Bolad: what drawbacks does fae food have

Pepin the Page: Here are the Clues:

1) This version of King Arthur's Court is unusually obsessed with leisure and romance.

2) Merlin is missing.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: we have to kill the pendragon party

Bolad: merlin got seduced by morgana and his cave is another regio layer. idk

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: writing merlin out of your regio is a sound idea

Pepin the Page: 3) The fairies here know more than usual about actual feudal economies.

Rosario of Flambeau: Interesting.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: you don't want to bring an extra powerful faerie into your resource extraction operation.

Rosario of Flambeau: Also: I'm tougher than Sir Lancelot.

Bolad: can you put those clues in the thread so we don't forget them for all time

Pepin the Page: 4) There's no good explanation for a large fairy regio to be hidden in the catacombs.

Bolad: I have an explanation, a Wizard did it

Zita of Mercere: Alright. After subtracting might from my XP, I have -22 XP this session.

Rosario of Flambeau: lol.

Zita of Mercere: Revenants dont sleep or get tired, so I have 6 whole seasons a year in which to gain no XP whatsoever.

Giraldo of Milan: be a lab assistant

Zita of Mercere: No magic theory, cant learn it. Technically someone could make me their familiar but the lab total would be immense.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: mmm haha

Giraldo of Milan: binding the angry ghost of your dead sodalis as a familiar would be cool

more cool because its also a pc

Endrite (GM): I'm really not a fan of Zita coming back, personally.

Rosario of Flambeau: Mortis should do it.

Zita of Mercere: On the way back, I ask Rosario very nicely if he'll give me a token, as I can't quite seem to enter the aegis - surely just a small side-effect of whatever kept me away.

Zita coming back as a revenant was johns suggestion and I really liked it so here we are

Rosario of Flambeau: I'm going to try to per+folk ken that

Giraldo of Milan: johns did this

Rosario of Flambeau: johns ftw.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: classic johns.

Giraldo of Milan: johns ftl until he finds me some cassiterite

Endrite (GM): Johns please put the Black Spot on your character sheet.

Zita of Mercere:

rolling 1d10!+7

(

4

)

+7

=

11

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: does derfel have x rounds to reattach his head when his curse kicks in

or what

Rosario of Flambeau:

rolling 1d10!+1+3

(

1

)

+1+3

=

5

Well.

Sure.

Zita of Mercere: :blessed:

Rosario of Flambeau: Come on in!

Endrite (GM): It rolls around and you have to pick it up.

Zita of Mercere: Wow, thanks

Endrite (GM): How much of a bother this is depends on the Storyguide.

Giraldo of Milan: i vote for using blood bowl ball pick up rules for derfel retrieving his head

Bolad: what's the black spot

Giraldo of Milan: what is derfels dexterity

Endrite (GM): It marks you for death.

Zita of Mercere: Also, revenants aren't exactly ghosts, its more accurate to call them a walking animated corpse.

A ghost would probably be stronger because walking through walls is incredibly powerful

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8ILcZj61QiI

it's 1.

Giraldo of Milan: ok

Zita of Mercere: but a revenant with some fun powers resulting from how she died was more entertaining to me

Giraldo of Milan: hmm

whats his quickness too

lets be fair

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: also 1

Giraldo of Milan: ok

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: does zita shoot lightning bolts now

Rosario of Flambeau: derfel is a presence boy iirc

Giraldo of Milan: derfel must roll a 4 or better on a d6 to pick up his head

Rosario of Flambeau: and is very shiny

Bolad: Muppet Treasure Island ftw

Giraldo of Milan: including when he is not under duress

Bolad: Derfel should grow his hair long so he can tie it around his neck

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: lol.

Zita of Mercere: She may or may not be able to shoot lightning bolts.

Rosario of Flambeau: sick.

Bolad: she's a Frankenstein.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: out to murder her creator

Giraldo of Milan: failure to retrieve his head ends his turn and causes a failure buzz to play in his ears

Bolad: Kleptomaniac frankenstein.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: actually.

Endrite (GM): Heh.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: why DID you invite the undead monster into the aegis where her killer lives

Endrite (GM): In my opinion death should be final.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: Spoken like a pagan.

Endrite (GM): If you want to make a revenant it should be one that wasn't a PC.

Rosario of Flambeau: what is the storyline reason why zita is back

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: residual necromancy

Rosario of Flambeau: oh, thats easy derfel, because i botched the roll and couldnt tell anything fishy was going on.

Zita of Mercere: In my opinion, I cared far more about my companion than my magus and was losing interest in the game because I had one PC who never had any time for labwork, so I'm glad to have them back.

Bolad: the reason is dys said he didn't want to make a new companion because he liked zita so much and wouldn't play in any session he couldnt be archibald

Rosario of Flambeau: she's just a nice lady.

Zita of Mercere: I played a grog before btu had nothing to really do

Giraldo of Milan: huh. sounds like dys had a nice meltdown

Endrite (GM): Well, what's your plan for when Zita gets killed again?

Zita of Mercere: I thought itd be funny to join the protestors but they were insane flagellants

Endrite (GM): Should the inevitable happen.

Giraldo of Milan: if giraldo dies ill make an insane flagellant

Rosario of Flambeau: Nice.

Bolad: a member of the cult of fire

Zita of Mercere: Oh revenants basically can't die, that's what makes them so endearing. Just stick them in a magic aura like putting a chicken in the oven.

Rosario of Flambeau: lmao.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: putting an egg in the oven to regenerate a fully grown chicken

Giraldo of Milan: but chickens die when you put them in the oven

(From Rosario of Flambeau): lets discover how to sever ties to magic auras to cure the herbam blight and then do that to zita

Zita of Mercere: They can die but you need to behead them and bury them properly, iirc

RoP:M talks about it

(To Rosario of Flambeau): Gahaha.

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: can a magus prove that zita is not a faerie

johns: if she's a faerie then long term living in a magic aura will make her weak

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: if not, derfel will probably just deduce it on his own and apologize eventually

Zita of Mercere: Would a fairy tell you its not a fairy?

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: Yes.

Zita of Mercere: I'm pretty sure fairies are like cops

Endrite (GM): Revenants can be destroyed with the usual method.

If you destroy their body they're stuck as ghosts.

Rosario of Flambeau: rip

good game today

thanks for running

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: gg.

Rosario of Flambeau: gg very easy joust for me

Zita of Mercere: gg ez no re

Endrite (GM): Ok, see you next week.

Zita of Mercere: itll be a real hoot the first time i actually bust out the lightning

Rosario of Flambeau: it'll be a real hoot if you and lavinia ever run into each other

Derfel ap Cadwaladr:, against lavinia, in the council chamber

Zita of Mercere: lol

everyone seems to think im going to kill her for that but zita holds no particular grudge

i mean it was a trap lavinia placed in her own lab

fair's fair

it wasnt like lavinia told her to stand in the circle, trust me itll be funny

Rosario of Flambeau: talk about awkward, though.

Zita of Mercere: oh yeah, itd be hilarious

hmm

for the actual might powers you get as a creature of magic, i was originally just going to have them be her items at death, which made sense to me

they were basically fried to her when she died

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: gulielmus is coming back next adventure too

Zita of Mercere: woo!

however, one change

instead of just a reco teleport i think ill do that

MuCo(Au) effect

where you turn into lightning to move around

devil's fav demon: thats sick.

revenant zita ftw

Zita of Mercere: its worse than a teleport overall lol

because its not subtle

but its funny as hell

Derfel ap Cadwaladr: the crawl lightning dog

devil's fav demon: yeah its not a great teleport for a master thief stealth pro, but its very stylish.

im still tickled about those miracle jousting rolls.

Zita of Mercere: maybe give her a short-range teleport too, wrote one down. as a personal power its pretty easy to do.

devil's fav demon: eat shit lancelot!!!!

Zita of Mercere: costless 50 paces teleport is pretty convenient

zip around like its nothing

devil's fav demon: Nice.

also i think im serious about that companion suggestion

make the biggest grappler/thrown weapon specialist i can and pick up and throw people to cause falling/impact damage.

+2 size at least, +6 str, giant blood.

maybe +5 str and bloodcap.

well, see u in the discord