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iorella the Raven: [2:55 PM] Shauncat Jollybottoms: Attention, sodales! Aurora needs your help! All she needs is your birthdate, your christened name, as well as a sample of your hair. But you gotta be quick, so that she can fix the magic blight and lead the Order of Hermes to singularity with Twilight. Endrite: Forsooth, the mill! I'd update Voda, but he's a mundane companion so there isn't much point. moe (GM): Salve, sodales Endrite: Wow, cool graphics! johns (GM): Why is beardbeard here? he's banned moe: someone needs to update me on all the drama that happened while i was away Giraldo of Milan: :} moe: in particular i want to know what fate befell our dear sodalis, Mortis johns (GM): he's dead Endrite: He died of being too good at magic. johns (GM): he contracted 10,000 AISD points moe: he did always love corpses, and now he is one how very fitting where was he killed? France? Endrite: Speaking of, can I get a character for the ghost that follows Mortis around and tells him that everything he does is smart? Giraldo of Milan: satan is already a canon character, sorry moe: lol Endrite: Mortis has an Impious Friend in the form of a ghost whose name is burned into his left hand. johns (GM): whos missing shaun said he'd be watching sportsball dys: mario johns (GM): idk if roll20 is running bad for you guys too dys: it be Endrite: Anyway, last time almost everyone went to Mont Mercure to find some secret necromancy texts but they got caught by NOTORIOUS MAGE SLAYER Aurora of Mercere who threatened them but fortunately did not slay them. moe: an impressive development dys: Cumthinker is still not here, so it means we'll have to proceed without Derfel - or his famous character sheet Endrite: Gah! That has all the important info we need to run the game! Dušan of Criamon: *ruin Endrite: What's the difference? dys: George Lucas: Derfel is crucial to this. If we can get him to work, everything will fall into place. Dušan of Criamon: a single "i" johns (GM): right so in July 1358 Dušan of Criamon: which now that i typed it out, is a self-own Endrite: For example, his head. johns (GM): all the magi except Dusan, Mortis, and Lavinia went to France on a secret mission Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: I'm not interested in those frog eaters. johns (GM): leaving behind the covenant's most 3 incapable wizards and a bunch of covenfolk. Dušan of Criamon: Mortis was not into a good necromancy thing? I'm shocked Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: My suspicion is that it is easily duplicated research and of no real value. Dušan of Criamon: Ah johns (GM): It's a stifling hot summer in Rome. Those who can afford it have taken to their summer homes on the coast or high in the mountains. Dušan of Criamon: Well I do not have a good excuse, so I will instead refer to the occurrence of a vague and obscure, yet interesting sounding celestial phenomena as my excuse for not going Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Hmmm. When does Lavinia make an animo to keep the 'combs comfy? Bakir the Grappler: "Finally, some nice weather." Giraldo of Milan: finally, some good fucking weather johns (GM): that is within her powers if you don't mind the cost of vis Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Better than this stifling heat. We'll just go out and kill some goblins or something to make up the difference. johns (GM): Anyway, on this hot day, a flying winged horse with a silvery coat comes swooping, circling around your aegis, and alighting down the street. Its rider, Andronicus of Jerbiton, walks up to the inn Dušan of Criamon: "I'd have never in a million lifetimes thought I'd appreciate the damp, cool catacombs." Bakir the Grappler: someone should investigate the ceramic object from ansons lab An olive tree is in the character journal Andronicus of Jerbiton: "Salvete" Giraldo of Milan: I resist what has now become basic instinct on seeing a weirdo involved with horses. Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: I sigh theatrically at this needlessly flashy display of magical power. Bakir the Grappler: the olive trees were from the garden of herisson adventure and i think they have a statblock Dušan of Criamon: "Greetings, friend. You certainly made an entrance." Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Couldn't he have just arrived in a parade of corpses like a normal person? Andronicus of Jerbiton: in this corpus economy? be real Bakir the Grappler: "This man loves attention, I see." Andronicus of Jerbiton: "I just flew all the way in from Bologna and boy are my arms fatigued -- Northern humor. How fares my favorite neighbors in Rome?" Dušan of Criamon: "Skeleton crew, I'm afraid. Most of our more esteemed colleagues are on a trip." Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: "Things are going quite well, we have had no major interruptions to our plans to save the entire Realm of Magic in the last year or so." "Some fairy mischief, but that was easily corrected." Belzer of Mercere: "Your attitude towards Vardian's Tomb seems to have shifted drastically since Tribunal." Andronicus of Jerbiton: "Good. Too many magi spend all their times in dingy labs. It's good to get out and see the world while you can." "Oh, I've had some time to think on all that happened, you know." Dušan of Criamon: "Wise words! And possibly, a threat. Impressive rhetoric either way!" Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: I am IMMEDIATELY suspicious that he isn't trying to slay me. Andronicus of Jerbiton: "I mean, should the Quaesitors investigation bear out what I've already heard I will have to support Mortis and Fiorella's expulsion from the order... but that's for another time." Bakir the Grappler: "Have you seen the light of Allah?" its just a normal question. Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: "It's nothing, just a politically motivated attack by lesser magi who are jealous that we at Vardian's Tomb are sure to get the glory for ending the Blight." Andronicus of Jerbiton: "You know," Belzer of Mercere: "Like crabs in a bucket." Andronicus of Jerbiton: "There are some fine advocates in Hermetic Law you should try hiring." "Anyway," he turns away from Mortis. Derfel ap Cadwaladr enters, yawning. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "Salve, all." Octavia: "Salve." Belzer of Mercere: "I'm an advocate." Dušan of Criamon: Audience cheers Andronicus of Jerbiton: "My timing is fine then if the senior Magi are away. I've a favor to ask and it is quite beneath their care. More of a covenfolk sort of thing." Giraldo of Milan: thats derfel ap cadwaladr's theme! [said with jukebox off] Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: "Hmm, would it be too intemperate to hire myself as my own advocate?" says the thought balloon next to Mortis' head. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: i see that while derfel was off camera everyone was asking "where's derfel?" Andronicus of Jerbiton: hang on ive got derfel's theme in here Dušan of Criamon: contract's a contract Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: I brush off the typical Jerbiton snark. Bakir the Grappler: lol. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: the very present/communicative jerbitons are at it again. Andronicus of Jerbiton: "Are your covenfolk up for an interesting task? Naturally a bit of gold is on the table to sweeten the offer." Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: "Anything to get them out of the catacombs, I'm sure." Belzer of Mercere: "I'm not covenfolk per se, but I'll hear you out." Bakir the Grappler: "You could sponsor the construction of an islamic temple in the city." Andronicus of Jerbiton: "Aren't the muslims still smashing icons? No, thank you." Bakir the Grappler: "Rude." Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: He's so right. Bakir the Grappler marks Andronicus down on the jihad list Andronicus of Jerbiton: "Anyway.. I need someone killed. A monk at Subiaco Abbey. That's practically your territory anyway so it'd be better if Vardian's Tomb handled it." Bakir the Grappler: lol Octavia: "The temple to Venus is looking really neglected, if you don't mind me saying so, magus." Dušan of Criamon: "What evil deeds did the monk commit to warrant extrajudicial capital punishment?" Belzer of Mercere: "You could try becoming diaspora if you want Islam to take root in the west. But you'd need to delay gratification for sometime. A hundred year plan, at the very least." Derfel ap Cadwaladr: as long as the muslims don't smash italy's number one icon, Derfel ap Cadwaladr Dušan of Criamon: rolling 1d10+3 ( 7 ) +3 = 10 Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: "Subiaco Abbey sits at the center of a maelstrom of dark magic, in my experience. A single murder is not unexpected." Octavia: They attempt to, but with no sheet, no-one knows how to harm him Andronicus of Jerbiton: "T'would be quicker to ask what crimes he didn't commit. The man's name, once upon a time, was Azzone Spinola, spymaster to Lord Luchino Visconti." Dušan of Criamon stops dead in his tracks after rattling off a perfect sentence in Italian Giraldo of Milan: ah, hello my good friends from vardians tomb. you fine folk. i was just in the area and thought i would ask you to kill a religious figure Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: "How recently did he die?" Octavia: "If the magi okay it, I'll kill anything." Andronicus of Jerbiton: "Luchino? He died in the year of our lord thirteen hundred and forty nine. Poisoned, with the help of the man you're to kill." Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Does my Fear: Churches extend to monasteries? Bakir the Grappler: "How old is this man? He sounds aged." Derfel ap Cadwaladr: Derfel can be harmed with a sword made of pure Mentem energy. Belzer of Mercere: I think it should, Mortis, but not my call Andronicus of Jerbiton: "He should be in his fifties." Bakir the Grappler: "I'm no assassin, but if I were, well, there's a prohibition on the elderly. It would be like killing a woman or child. Pathetic." Heliste of Tytalus: alright, lets go Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "A temple to Venus? Intriguing!" Andronicus of Jerbiton: "I regret I cannot describe you his face, nor do I know what name he currently hides under, but a practiced villain such as he is certain to be in cognito." Octavia: "Old people die much faster, easy work. Should be grateful for it." Dušan of Criamon: Giraldo of Milan: ah, hello my good friends from vardians tomb. you fine folk. i was just in the area and thought i would ask you to kill a religious figure Also, I don't know what he looks like or what name he's under Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: "The nerve of this man. I've just about had it with these assassins skulking through the shadows." Andronicus of Jerbiton: "Beyond his mundane crimes, in his life he gathered information about the covenants of Northern Italy, and it's always in the Order's interest to control who knows what about us." Dušan of Criamon: finally, a hook Andronicus of Jerbiton: "I know Vardian's Tomb loves to murder so it seemed only natural to ask you." Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: He's got us there. Dušan of Criamon: "It is true, we have many murders on our conscience, but generally these are not entirely intended." Derfel ap Cadwaladr: all of rome murmuring in agreement Belzer of Mercere: "If his disguise is supernaturally augmented, then bringing along some of our members possessing the second sight may be worthwhile." Bakir the Grappler: "I don't love to murder at all. It's necessary at times, yes, but to delight in it is not appropriate." Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: "How did you discover this villain?" Andronicus of Jerbiton: "A man who recognized his face spotted him some years ago, and told a family member later, and in time the word came to me. The original witness has left our mortal coil, else I'd ask what name our villaim works under." Belzer of Mercere: "An interestingly vague mention of their death and identity." Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Hmm, WOULD it be a good idea to burn down the entire Abbey and kill everyone inside? The evil ghost that follows me everywhere says yes. Bakir the Grappler: lol. evil ghost? wait a minute... Belzer of Mercere: Mortis makes an interesting argument. Andronicus of Jerbiton: whats the stats on the ghost Octavia: "If you're getting paid for blood, better to like it than to not, that's what I say." Bakir the Grappler: "Anyway, good luck on your murder. I'm sure my employers will not stoop to the low killing of an old codger. Salaam." Belzer of Mercere: Let me see Dušan of Criamon: the classic boiling water to anthill technique except it's setting a monastery on fire Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: "If this man is guilty of as many crimes as you claim, then discovering his identity should be no problem for our covenfolk, who are excellent investigators." Bakir the Grappler walks away and then starts doing hindu squats Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: I wish I knew what the ghost's stats were! Octavia: "I'd skewer the innkeeper if they paid me to, ha ha." Particella sweats Derfel ap Cadwaladr: the ghost uses the gulielmus snake statblock Giraldo of Milan bites into apple. Octavia: "Just kidding Party. Another cup of wine." Nevio: Now then, thanks to the heroic work of Vardian's Tomb in an unrelated adventure, I think I'll play a grog. Dušan of Criamon: "As so often I am reminded of the principle of the mean; while murder so far seems unwarranted, I believe an investigation into this character may reveal valuable information. I will join the expedition to the monaster." Andronicus of Jerbiton: "Oh, while I'm here, there were a few tractii I wish to borrow from your library, drawing on our long-standing book share arrangement -- that should be no trouble at all I presume." Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: "Certainly, which ones?" Andronicus of Jerbiton: "Magic theory" Nevio: please do not post Small Nevio Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: "Ah, the classics." Derfel ap Cadwaladr: active derfel. Giraldo of Milan: very small nevio Derfel ap Cadwaladr: placing a ruby in mortis's helmet Andronicus of Jerbiton: anyway im done expositing. everything here on out is player driven. gl hf Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "Let's go hang out with Cenedetti." Octavia: I can't drop my token down on this board, which lacks it. Nevio: "Hey, chiefs, my bad leg's itching. I think I'll walk with you on this trip." Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Hmm. Nevio: "Stretch it out a little, keep the humors flowing." Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: We should see what happened with all the work they were doing to drain the swamp, that definitely involved some dangerous characters. Dušan of Criamon: Good excuse for a visit Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: How much gold did Andronicus offer? Nevio: "Anyway, you might get hurt! Might as well bring me along!" Nevio's eyes are bugged out with excitement. He loves when people get hurt and he can fix them up. GM: is nevio still an infernalist answer: a bag of gold Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Hmm, a bag you say? Dušan of Criamon: "Ah you chirurgery students and your humor." Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Wait, speaking of gold, how much gold did we steal from that demon? Derfel ap Cadwaladr: a bag Nevio: Nevio still believes the cult's doctrine of suffering = piety yes but hes not an active cultist Violante still leaves the covenant grounds on a regular basis though. Dušan of Criamon: Hell, if we'd decline someone for merely being misguided we'd have no allies/underlings at all Belzer of Mercere: Violante gathers herbs from magic auras anyway Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "Hey, he's right." Belzer of Mercere: That's her job So she's often leaving the covenant Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "I'm an expert in Hermetic law--it would be a high crime to allow anything unfortunate to happen to this face." Nevio: Nevio might get swept along in other infernalism if it comes up though and appeals to his obsessions. Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Hmm. Metrofane: Belzer puts on his normie disguise GM: let me just check derfel's sheet for that... ah, oh no, oh no Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Hmmmmmmm. Nevio: uh, i didnt think about an exact amount of gold because money is so rarely important Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: It's incredibly important! Metrofane: Six million pounds Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: I need to start commissioning artists. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: Forty GP. Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Ok anyway, leaving that aside for the moment, is the Pontine Marsh draining project still active or did that collapse when we defeated the forces of Hell that one time? GM: it is proceeding slowly under the control of the uneducated foreman without an engineer's help Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Tragic. We should see if they're still getting funding from Subiaco Abbey. GM: ok anyone else have cool ideas Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Like anyone can top the extremely cool and exciting idea of "talking to poor laborers." Dušan of Criamon: I simply look forward to invading some privacies GM: you are in a swamp it teems with malaria Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Classic. Metrofane: Dusan should use second sight to see if anyone's disguised like me Nevio: ok it was 100 gold coins but they were ancient roman aurei struck by Vespasian in the 70s Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Nice. Dušan of Criamon: Does second sight just let me see through disguises Metrofane: No But it does if they're illusions Dušan of Criamon: Ah GM: im going to get a coffee while you think of an actual plan Dušan of Criamon: I mean I don't have much to add right here establish line of funding Nevio: "This is disgusting! What if we get sick?!" Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Ok, my plan is to talk to the foreman about money. Octavia: If he's in disguise there, he's going to be someone who joined in the last few years Nevio: "I wish Violante were here. I can cut people up, I don't know shit about plants." Giraldo of Milan: "It's just water and muck." Metrofane: "We're not going to live here." Octavia: so talking to people who keep in regular contact with the abbey could help Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Hmmmmm. Dušan of Criamon: "Bask yourselves in the fact that we're merely visiting." Nevio: "It can throw your health all out of whack! The melancholic humours are abundant here, even I know that." Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "It's wet, too." Nevio: "Yeah, and it's wet, too!" Dušan of Criamon: "Mortis, I'm in your reserve, confront the foreman any time." GM: everyone can make a stamina check to avoid contracting malaria Metrofane: I can go talk to someone Dušan of Criamon: oh lord Metrofane: Gift of the Gab puts people at -2 to see through my lies Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: rolling 1d10! + 2 ( 8 ) +2 = 10 Derfel ap Cadwaladr: rolling 1d10! ( 7 ) = 7 Nevio: rolling 1d10! ( 8 ) = 8 Dušan of Criamon: rolling 1d10+1 ( 2 ) +1 = 3 Nevio: rip dusan Dušan of Criamon: gah Metrofane: rolling 1+d10! 1+( 9 ) = 10 Octavia: rolling 1d10!+1 ( 3 ) +1 = 4 GM: you can add your Corpus Form Bonus and living condition modifier Dušan of Criamon: exactly 1 Nevio: ok 18. living conditions modifier ftw. Octavia: did mortis really insist on taking all of us into the swamp GM: Apparently Octavia: i dunno what the living condition modifier is for grogs Nevio: We can leave. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: same but for companions. Dušan of Criamon: let's win this encounter and get to higher ground Giraldo of Milan: oops i forgot to open giraldos sheet hold on Nevio: Oh, 16. It's probably not 10 because I doubt Lavinia keeps all the grogs fluids too Heck, she might. Giraldo of Milan: rolling 1d10!+2 ( 1 ) +2 = 3 Dušan of Criamon: What else would she do with them? Giraldo of Milan: uh oh gamers Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "Just like England." Giraldo of Milan: i dont know what giraldos living conditions modifier is but i think hes about to go to hell Nevio: anyway, i think we should leave the swamp and go talk to people with suits on who dont get in mud for a living. Giraldo of Milan: is the swamp still infernal. is giraldo going to contract aids Metrofane: I rolled a 10 before living condition mods GM: [//ars-badgame-ii.wikia.com/wiki/Health_and_Wealth http://ars-badgame-ii.wikia.com/wiki/Health_and_Wealth] Giraldo of Milan: ok wheres the easy total forgrogs though fucker Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "May we soon reclaim her." GM: a typical roman citizen (covenfolk) + bath routine = +7 Giraldo of Milan: okay. my total is 10 Metrofane: rolling 10+10-2 Living condion -no regimen 10+10-2 = 18 Giraldo of Milan: do i botch GM: nice sure why nor rolling 100d10 ( 10 + 4 + 6 + 8 + 6 + 7 + 9 + 10 + 3 + 1 + 4 + 3 + 4 + 9 + 4 + 9 + 9 + 10 + 10 + 7 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 1 + 2 + 3 + 5 + 3 + 1 + 4 + 6 + 8 + 7 + 7 + 4 + 6 + 6 + 3 + 4 + 6 + 4 + 10 + 8 + 6 + 5 + 5 + 5 + 5 + 2 + 9 + 1 + 10 + 2 + 3 + 2 + 3 + 7 + 2 + 4 + 7 + 3 + 7 + 8 + 4 + 8 + 9 + 8 + 6 + 3 + 10 + 6 + 1 + 2 + 8 + 2 + 6 + 6 + 4 + 4 + 4 + 4 + 9 + 4 + 1 + 1 + 3 + 3 + 7 + 10 + 7 + 9 + 7 + 10 + 9 + 10 + 10 + 4 + 9 + 4 + 9 ) = 553 Nevio: lol. Giraldo of Milan: wgat the hell mods? \ Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Ah, looks like Giraldo dies of Malaria. GM: congrats. you have all avoided contracting Marsh Sickness, a Serious Sanguine Disease. Dušan of Criamon: Nice Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: An inglorious end to a great career. GM: Regardless you are in a swamp in Italy in the middle of summer. It's not a pleasant place to be. Dušan of Criamon: Medical attention ftw Metrofane: Jungle Fever Derfel ap Cadwaladr: attention of all kinds ftw really. Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: You know what else isn't pleasant? Hunting down a murderer, but we do it anyway. Nevio: "I feel a tickle in my throat. We need to get out of here!" Nevio's voice is cracking from the strain of yelling so much. He'd probably make the same noise if he were being stabbed. GM: The worker's camp you found before is abandoned. Nevio: "See? Even the laborers know better." Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Hmm. Any traces of where they might have gone? Any audiologs? GM: Nay. Dušan of Criamon: Enviromental storytelling? Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Hmmm. Metrofane: Time to cast Detect Clue Giraldo of Milan: strange... the gm has become invisible to you Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: "Perhaps they don't work during the summer months." GM: the gm is watching youtubes on the other monitor Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: "It certainly seems plausible." Giraldo of Milan: the gm should play minecraft GM: Would that I could Derfel ap Cadwaladr: I turn on my Derfel Sight. rolling 1d10+0+3+3-6 ( 3 ) +0+3+3-6 = 3 GM: You see a swamp Nevio: "Guys, I can't stress this enough. I'd like you to leave the swamp so that I can continue getting paid." Metrofane: "Some projects do shutter when the weather becomes too bad to work, yes." Nevio: "I mean, so you can remain hale and hearty." Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Hmmm. Does anyone know where these people live when they aren't working? Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "Hey, disease has never stopped me." Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: I don't have any Area Lore: Rome. Derfel ap Cadwaladr surveys the swamp. GM: oh the swamp is made of iron too Dušan of Criamon: I'm inclined to let this opportunity pass and continue directly to the abbey Metrofane: Valuable bog iron GM: an interesting strategy dusan Metrofane: Let's go to abbey Nevio: I have lore: physicians. Metrofane: How do you do, fellow Christians? Derfel ap Cadwaladr: whats the divine aura in here GM: The abbey sits on a hill. It is a thick stone enclosure with a front gate. The library tower looms tall. Divine 5. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: lol. ok my second sight roll is +3+3-20 Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Hmm, I think our inquiries will be better served by hunting down laborers and will continue my inquiries in Rome herself. Giraldo of Milan: i have infernal second sight. good luck minnabody Mortis has left the party GM: Derfel and Giraldo feel themselves overwhelmed by the presence of the Divine and the glory of chants and bell ringing. Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: It's like having a migraine but instead of constricted blood vessels it's the glory of God Almighty. Dušan of Criamon: "I'm just happy it's not infernal, like the places we usually assault." Nevio: nice divine aura if i had brought Bakir he might actually be able to use his powers. lol Octavia: Muslim divine powers being empowered by a christian aura huh? Explain that one, godcucks. Giraldo of Milan: christcucks Nevio: It's canon according to RoP:D Giraldo of Milan: P:D Nevio: lol. Metrofane: Allow me takes out tree of life diagram and the audience groans really loudly Nevio: rofl Octavia: "So, the guy to kill is in there, huh?" Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Hmm. I recommend you talk to some of the lowlier monks to find out if there are any new people. Dušan of Criamon: Good thought. "Let us not be hasty with our intentions of murder." "Let us keep in mind that the most successful slaughters VT commits come about as happy accidents." Giraldo of Milan: a hasty murder is always the most silent murder Nevio: lol Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "Once we find the guy I can give him the eye." Octavia: "Well, you're the boss. Get paid the same if we don't kill as if we do, right?" Nevio shakes muck off his lame leg Dušan of Criamon: "Personally I look forward more to whatever information he collected." "We can always commit murder, that is rarely an achievement in itself." Derfel ap Cadwaladr: derfel fans: see action derfel ish #1 for derfel's Piercing Gaze virtue GM: action derfel #1 is completely blank Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "Not a great place to commit murder." Giraldo of Milan: interesting. giraldo has the same virtue Nevio: "Maybe you can lure him away from the abbey to commit the murder." Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "I mean, we have an image to rehabilitate here." we can team up, and give him the double piercing gaze. Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: It isn't murder if you don't feel sorry about it. Nevio: The ol two for one. GM: what hour of day do you wish to approach this is a SSMA scenario. Nevio: Nice. "Let's go to the library and steal some anatomical texts." "You know, they draw boobs in there sometimes." Octavia: "Eh, they're just christians, no-one listens to that lot." "Can go wild if we want." Nevio: Let us sneak around while everyone is praying unfortunately i dont know when that is. GM: does anyone have Church Lore or Theology Nevio: Not I. Giraldo of Milan: no GM: haha. Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: When would you even use it? Dušan of Criamon: absolutely not Metrofane: I have it for the wrong religion Dušan of Criamon: but i do have stealth Giraldo of Milan: has anyone in this assassin group ever read the bible Nevio: Celeste used it constantly. Metrofane: I read the TOrah, sorry Dušan of Criamon: "I have seen the bible, multiple times." Nevio: rip our christian lore slave GM: What is your method of entering the abbey Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "Love the bible." Nevio: I think we should visit officially through the front gates. Octavia: "The what now?" Metrofane: I thought we were going to ask nicely to come in I'm stumped and cucked to be honest Dušan of Criamon: Yeah We're not coming guns blazing GM: Ok. You knock at the gates? Metrofane: Well unless Giraldo wants to sneak in Before we knock "What is going to be our reason for visiting? GM: smart! Metrofane: "Travelers seeking refuge from the burning sun?" Giraldo of Milan: "Philosophers." Dušan of Criamon: "They're merciful brothers, but not that merciful." Nevio: "I'm a doctor." Nevio offers helpfully. Metrofane: "Philosophers could work, I suppose." "So we wish to peruse their library, as philosophers are wont to do?" Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "Works for me." Dušan of Criamon: "Let's try it, and perhaps offer a doctor's services." "Perhaps they still suffer the fallout from the swamp dredging project." Nevio: "We could tell them we've learned of an assassin present in the Abbey, and are here to find him and prevent a tragedy." Octavia: "Ha ha. Good one." Metrofane: "The Gift may make them distrustful of that wild story, even if its true." Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: But which of you is gifted even? It's just Dusan. Metrofane: Dusan Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Just have someone else do the talking. Metrofane: It depends Sometimes one bad apple can cause everyone to be treated with paranoia Nevio: "We could pretend Dusan is a slave and clasp him in irons." GM: is Octavia dressed like a Roman Gladiatrix Metrofane: Good question Nevio: Isn't she always? GM: just something to keep in mind. Dušan of Criamon: "I'm already in a light coif type dress, shackles are too on-the-nose" Nevio: :"What if we're a theater troupe?" Metrofane: "Maybe that would work." Dušan of Criamon: "We should retain more artists." Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "In an abbey?" Metrofane: "Nevio, you were with the flagellants for some time. Think you could come up with a passion play?" "It wouldn't have to be GOOD, just convincing." Nevio: "A traveling theater troupe. Looking for a place to stay a night or two." Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Could work. Nevio: "Sure. It's all a bunch of blood and gore, you barely need a plot." Metrofane: "Nice." I'll play Nicodemus, the wise and heroic jew Octavia: Yeah, I'm dressed up in centurion armour still since I assume no-one in VT ever cared to correct that. Nevio: lol Metrofane: Octavia is dressed appropriately as a centurion for our passion play GM: lol Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Nice, we did it. Metrofane: Dusan can be Judas, we can say the gift is just how good of an actor he is Derfel ap Cadwaladr: I will play Jesus Christ. Dušan of Criamon: "I remember that one! Judas and Lot. Powerful characters, flawed." Metrofane: I can help Dusan get into character. Hunch over, rub your hands, here's some makeup to make your nose look bigger. Dušan of Criamon: lol Nevio: "Do we use fake blood? I can make some cuts that bleed a lot but they won't be fatal." Nevio wipes the corner of his mouth Dušan of Criamon: "Is this a good idea, in your opinion as a medical professional?" Metrofane: Let's just put some dye in swamp muck Put some red wine in swamp muck and use it for squibs Nevio: "Hm. When you put it like that, it's kind of risky, chief." Octavia: "Oh, a play. I have my lyre with me, magus." Nevio: "I guess we can fake it." Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "You use good silver knives, right?" Metrofane: "Nice." Nevio: "I make my own out of bone." Dušan of Criamon: "I approve of the fake blood idea." Nevio: "I'm good with carving bone." Octavia: "Just be careful no-one important sees you acting, if you care about reputation." Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "Oh, that's a relief." Dušan of Criamon: "Perhaps we can stall and achieve our objective before we have to 'perform'" Nevio: "That would be good. The play's going to be pretty bad." Metrofane: "We just need to leave the possibility that we may be expected to perform open." Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "It'll be great. Trust me." Dušan of Criamon: "Easy for you to say! You're playing Jesus Christ!" Nevio: "Can I have the guy's skeleton when you're done?" Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Ok, first things first, when do we start rehearsals? Dušan of Criamon: I don't think we have time for that Metrofane: THe moment we know we're going to have to perform Dušan of Criamon: let's just get a few lines each and fill the spaces with gore Metrofane: Yeah Nevio: hell yeah Octavia: I'll provide music over it. Giraldo of Milan: lets kill him Nevio: tfw you hit Derfel with whips and stab him with wooden spears for an hour Giraldo of Milan: :blessed: Metrofane: As Nicodemus I will fail to get Jesus acquitted of his crimes so I don't have to be convincing. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: lol Dušan of Criamon: I don't think I know what SSMA means but I expect it to be time-sensitive Nevio: jesus christ GM: its an old meme Same Situation, Multiple Approaches spambot used to love to use it to describe how deus ex like something was Giraldo of Milan: yeah. its the same adventure that he always runs Derfel ap Cadwaladr: derfel was born for this role. Giraldo of Milan: makes twisted troll face Metrofane: Basically any FPS level where you're not forced to go through single path corridors to reach an objective. GM: you all had weeks to make an adventure of your own where lavinia gets killed Nevio: lol someone else is gonna have to do that because im roped into doing the adventures where lavinia tries to kill the other pcs Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: What else do we need to do to get in the Abbey here? I suspect not much. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: adventure where the gm railroads lavinia into the conti tower and a lightning bolt shoots out of the regio entrance, killing her instantly all right. what ability do we use to give a convincing performance GM: Guile I suppose Nevio: i have Bargain. Metrofane: I got to do my adventure idea of a faerie lich, which is the start and end of my ideas Nevio: haha. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: im going to really give it my all. put my presence to work. Giraldo of Milan: i cant wait for the next cumthinker adventure where squints at notes we retrieve the spear of longinus for derfel Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Nice. Ok, time to roll Guile. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: so, if guile is appropriate for that Dušan of Criamon: performance review: Judas Iscariot was "very convincing" thought "entirely unintelligible" Derfel ap Cadwaladr: oh if you wound derfel he might go berserk Nevio: "Hey, hey, I almost forgot. Anybody got some booze? We should smell like actors." Derfel ap Cadwaladr: forgot about that one Nevio: lmfao thats perfect. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: All right let's go Dušan of Criamon: I see no way this could fail let's do it Derfel ap Cadwaladr: he can't actually brawl though so we're good. Nevio: lets intentionally wound derfel on stage and have Jesus freak out and start trying to kill everyone The New Jesus Jesus 2 Dušan of Criamon: The ressurrection: The revenge Giraldo of Milan: lets knock his head off Nevio: oh man that'd be a good effect Derfel ap Cadwaladr: lol Nevio: the monks would piss GM: derfel was born to play John the Baptist Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Nice. Nevio: "This isn't canon!" "Shut up dude this is epic!" Derfel ap Cadwaladr: the man has +3 pride. really he should be playing god the father, not jesus christ the son. Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Now THAT'S a play! Nevio: Unfortunately Nevio's cult only really focused on the part where Jesus got beaten and crucified and he doesn't know any other Bible stories. Metrofane: I'm happy if I get to play the lawyer Nevio: lol Nevio pulls out his stash of emergency grappa and rubs alcohol on everyone's necks Metrofane: I think playing a Pharisee should be easy enough Octavia: I'll be rolling Music, to add to the scene Nevio: "Nice muscles, Octavia." he says completely non sexually. Metrofane: I have Rabbinical Law trained so I can roll that to cosplay a Pharisee Octavia: I refuse to act unless forced to since it's beneath my station. Actors and gladiators are the lowest rung of society. GM: i thought she was a gladiator Octavia: "Gotta keep 'em to spear stuff properly." Centurion, not a gladiator GM: Where is her 100 soldiers? Octavia: Oh. Praetorian, durr I got the words mixed up GM smirk Metrofane: When we're a rich and famous troupe we can have 100 wooden men backing her up Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "Spearing stuff and looking good." GM: Who is bold enough to knock on the gate Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "That's what's important in life." Metrofane: I will Octavia: "Dunno about the latter part, but you got the first right." Giraldo of Milan: metrofane will GM: A layman opens the little wooden shutter Metrofane: "Salve." Rabble: "Ciao" Metrofane: I switch to Italian Derfel ap Cadwaladr: do we have stage names Metrofane: Make up your stage names when you introduce yourselves. Giraldo of Milan: i will be giacopo Metrofane: "We're a travelling troupe, seeking refuge from the blazing sun and a place to rest our feet for a while." Rabble: "Services are on Sunday" "Travelers?" Derfel ap Cadwaladr: i will be Geraldus Metrofane nods. Rabble: "You have, well, strange outfits" Metrofane: "We're thespians. Currently producing a passion play." Rabble: "In July?" Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: The Island of Thespos. Dušan of Criamon: "Cornering the market." Metrofane nods to Dusan Metrofane: "Good time to get our travelling done as well." Giraldo of Milan: A passion play? At this time of year, in this part of Italy, localized entirely within our abbey? Rabble: "I see... Please, come inside and follow me, then" Metrofane: Let's go. Rabble: The wooden slat shuts and the door built into the gate opens. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "People love to hear the story of Jesus Christ in every month of the year, my friend." Nevio: "It's a crowd pleaser." Rabble: It is around 1pm. The grounds are quiet, and you don't see any monks around. The servant leads you towards the spot marked H. Nevio: "I'm, uh, Levio." Metrofane: Uh oh, we're being led to Heathen Storage Rabble: "Ciao, I'm Marmaglia" Metrofane: "Metrofane." I'm already in deep cover so I might as well keep using the identity Dušan of Criamon: there's a line for the intrusive thoughts thread Giraldo of Milan: hmm. i need an eccentric name, befitting an actor. something latin Rabble: "The Hostillar is resting at this hour so I will need to fetch him. For now you're welcome to enjoy the commons room." Giraldo of Milan: "I am Mortis." Metrofane: Nice Nevio: lol. Rabble: "Mortis.. is that a stage name? It is frightful and has something malicious about it.." Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "And the star of the show!" Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Molto bene. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "Geraldus, of the Lemon." Giraldo of Milan: "It's, uh, more than a stage name. It's who I am. The Great Mortis." Rabble: "I see, I see." Metrofane: I'll go flop down in any offered chairs, as befitting my assumed identity of a fat man Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: I think Mortis is going to be a popular baby name in the coming decades. Rabble: "Your um.. actress, is dressed a bit more provocatively than is custom for the monastery. If she wouldn't mind perhaps a cloak and a headwrap.. ?" Octavia: I look over at Dusan to see if he's about to order me to kill him Dušan of Criamon: I make Larry David motions signifying "no" Nevio: lol Octavia: I tap the lyre to try and get it through to this man what I'm here for Nevio: "She's usually a major attraction, but I understand. Don't give the show away for free." I tap the side of my nose. Rabble: "This is a monastery not a theater." Metrofane: "Fair." Rabble: "Such things might be accepted in a Cistercian abbey, but these are Benedictine brothers." Metrofane: "Octavia, do you mind?" Or whatever name she's using Giraldo of Milan: lavinia Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Those Cistercians. Maybe I should make a gold crown for them, since they love money so much. Metrofane: I mena, do you mind wearing the stuff, not to object to your lyre playing Dušan of Criamon: Gotta play to the audience "When NOT in Rome..." Octavia: "If the m- if it's ordered, I'll comply." Dušan of Criamon: "Whatever makes you more comfortable putting on a cloak in this weather." Rabble: You are lead into the common room. It's a large hall, floored with cool marble and stone benches running along the walls. There are a couple long oak tables with seat enough to comfortably seat maybe 50 people. Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Comfy. Rabble: At one of the tables are 8 simple looking laborers, stripped to their shorts in the heat. They have colorful paint splattered on them. They are quietly taking in a lunch. Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Hmm. Dušan of Criamon: Journal updated Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Swamp paint? Rabble: I dont know what swamp paint is. Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Paint you would use in a swamp. Rabble: The servant bows. "Please wait here until Brother Joachim has returned." Dušan of Criamon: "Of course." I immediately begin visualising the architecture to identify optimal privacy invading spots Rabble: anything you want to do while waiting Metrofane: Drink Octavia: Drink Metrofane: Unless it's the sabbat Derfel ap Cadwaladr: let us drink. GM: It's uh.... Thursday Metrofane: Then I can drink GM: You drink. Its good wine. Octavia: "Can't believe it, dressed up like a common slave for a simple murder job." I grumble and drink my wine Nevio: I drink and go talk to the laborers. "Anybody hurt, injured? Need a splint?" "Bone reset?" Metrofane: "It's not simple, if he's taken refuge here." GM: They shake their head, and one answers, "Just keeping out of the sun." Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "Being an actor isn't so bad." GM: "Where you from?" he asks. Nevio: "Lucca, originally." Metrofane: THe great acting school in uh, Naples GM: "Most of us are from Pisa. We're practically neighbors." Metrofane: "Nice, nice." Nevio: "Small world!" Dušan of Criamon: As I have gift stink, I excuse myself from this social encounter I wish my sodales the best of luck in their effort Octavia: I speak latin natively so if it's Italian being spoken I only half-follow Metrofane: I'll use Gift of Tongues to use Nevio's dialect when I talk. GM: Eventually a monk arrives. Brother Joachim: He speaks quietly. "Good day, visitors. Marmaglia told me of your arrival. I am Brother Joachim. I shall see to hospitality for your stay." Metrofane: "A pleasure to make your acquaintance." Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Sounds good. Brother Joachim bows deeply and respectfully Nevio raises his cup Dušan of Criamon: We should get ourselves access to restricted areas about now Brother Joachim: "Will you join us for evening prayers and supper? It is our custom that the brother superior shall meet and pray with our guests." Dušan of Criamon: perfect Nevio: "Of course, that sounds wonderful." Metrofane: "It's only appropriate." Nevio: "You must not get a lot of actors." Giraldo of Milan: "Aye." Nevio elbows his sodales and laughs Brother Joachim: "We are accustomed to many pilgrims, but few actors, yes." Nevio: "Just kidding. We're very well behaved." Metrofane: I'll probably have to get ready to go soon. Brother Joachim: rip Nevio: rip Giraldo of Milan: have fun watching.... the super bowl??? Brother Joachim: The super bowel. Giraldo of Milan: make sure you tell us about your favorite ads Metrofane: Well I probably hve another 0.5-1 hour left Just a warning Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Ok. Brother Joachim: "The None prayers are to begin shortly in the chapel. After that the brothers work for the afternoon, then is vespers, supper, lectio, chapter... " He rattles off a monastic schedule. https://www.geneseeabbey.org/who-we-are/daily-monastic-schedule/ Metrofane: Oooh, nuns I guess that pun doesn't work since its not English Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Classic monastery. Dušan of Criamon: let's see about those prayers Brother Joachim: "Will you be staying long? We can provide a room for you all to sleep in." Dušan of Criamon: perhaps we'll see some faces Metrofane: Whoops I gotta go meet someone before the handegg starts So GG Brother Joachim: bye Dušan of Criamon: farewell Nevio: bye Derfel ap Cadwaladr: vale. Nevio: "Just until after the performance. We won't impose on your hospitality too long." Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Time to turn on my favorite sport: Venetian Football. Brother Joachim: "Your performance, guests?" Octavia: I produce my lyre, and get some backing music for the whole affair rolling 1d10!+0+4+1 ( 6 ) +0+4+1 = 11 Nevio: "We'd like to put on a passion play. As thanks for hosting us for the night." Brother Joachim: He smiles. "There is no need to repay our hospitality, it is part of the Benedictine creed." Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Classic poor brotherhood move. Brother Joachim: "While it is up to the abbot, I don't think it would be very appropriate for a passion play at this time of year. Our time is spent on work and labor with few exceptions." Dušan of Criamon: if we don't put on a passion play this adventure I will be bugging the characters in the off-season about doing one right there in the Eastern Ear we invested too much analysis into this Brother Joachim: lol Derfel ap Cadwaladr: leveling Faerie Lore by exploring the character of jesus christ Nevio: "We'll try to understand the hospitality. Us career actors aren't used to being treated like this!" All Nevio knows about actors is that they're disgusting people who get diseases of the genitals. Brother Joachim: whats the next move Dušan of Criamon: Infiltration Did the laborers give up any good info? Did we inquire about the swamp dredging yet? Brother Joachim: what did you want to ask the,m and no Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Hmmm. Dušan of Criamon: I personally have stink so I'd avoid it but something along the lines of "boy did you guys get a break, I heard other laborers around these parts eat shit in the malaria hole" Nevio: you can whisper it to us, you're still in the group Dušan of Criamon: I do so Nevio: we're just sitting with Dusan not next to any monks. Dušan of Criamon: let's check this off our list before continuing deep phsyical infiltration Rabble: The rabble are not your average unskilled laborer, they're proud to report. They work for the famous fresco artist, Maestro Luccese. Nevio: Ooh. Rabble: The Maestro is adding a new triptych to the monastery Church. Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Huzzah! Nevio: "Fellow working artists, even!" "Hey, maybe you can get us a gig at the church." lol Rabble: They shrug. Nevio: "We're cheap." so who's this maestro Rabble: He's a guy who makes Frescos. They are shocked you haven't heard of him. Nevio: What's the Aesthetic Quality of his average fresco? Rabble: 18 Giraldo of Milan: pretty good lets kill our target Dušan of Criamon: Nice fresca Derfel ap Cadwaladr: let's loudly ask about the viscontis. Nevio: yeah i got too into rping my grog and forgot the details of our actual murder mission Derfel ap Cadwaladr: can you imagine the kind of person who would work for a visconti instead of a real conti? pathetic. Rabble: You get the latest gossip about how they're all degenerates, devil worshippers, they kiss satan on the bumbum and so on Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Classico. Dušan of Criamon: We first wish to identify a recent induction, an old man then we possibly murder him Derfel ap Cadwaladr: let's frame the rabble Octavia: Possibly? Well, a PC could inexplicably side with him and aid his escape I suppose Nevio: There's always time. Giraldo of Milan: what if nevio is the target Dušan of Criamon: I desire only his intel and valuables His life is not for me to decide Nevio: nevio is probably not the target. Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: But what if... he is? Nevio: :thinking: Rabble: No one is sure what nevio's been up to fo rhte last 10 years Dušan of Criamon: "Nevio. Be honest with me. Have you ever been, or are you currently, a spymaster?" Nevio: "No." Rabble: comm + guile Nevio: I'm not lying! Dušan of Criamon: "I have full faith in Nevio." Nevio: "I'll tell you my deepest secret." Octavia: "Would be pretty silly if he was our target. Would make this whole infiltration a waste of time." Dušan of Criamon: "An amusing trip however! Good time spent with friends, good cheer." Rabble: what kind of GM would waste everyone's time like that Nevio shakes with nervousness Nevio: "I never actually graduated from Salerno." "I just hung out around the campus and read books and snuck into classes." Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Gasp! Nevio: He breaks into tears. Great job, everyone. Dušan of Criamon: There, there. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: Living the dream. Dušan of Criamon: "Hard to think of a person who graduated from the school of the streets better than yourself." Nevio: Sniff. "Thanks, chief." "Who do you think the real mark is?" "Can you cast spells in a place like this?" Dušan of Criamon: "It would be extremely painful." Nevio: for you. Dušan of Criamon: the circle is complete Nevio: wait i fucked it up. GM: whats the worst that could happen you twilight? Nevio: i forgot to tell dusan he was a big guy. Octavia: "Sorry to hear that, boss. We're here in case anything goes wrong, don't you worry." Dušan of Criamon: What's the worst could happen? You Twilight? -- Quote from Criamon twilighted Nevio: rofl. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: I activate my Derfel Vision. rolling 1d10+6-20 ( 5 ) +6-20 = -9 GM: you see 0 ghosts Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Got 'em. Dušan of Criamon: we should take a walk and ask around we know he's a recent inductee and probably older Octavia: the ability to drop derfel into any session, and then drop out again 5 minutes later as no sheet was located Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Ruthless. Dušan of Criamon: basing on our walk to the common room, do i identify walls worth seeing through Giraldo of Milan: how much penalty does dominion 5 give to an infernal power GM: theres a map on the screen idk what makes a wall grab your attention i particular Derfel ap Cadwaladr: -25 Giraldo of Milan: nice rolling 1d10!+7-25 ( 8 ) +7-25 = -10 Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Nailed it. GM: you see 0 demons Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "All clear, Dusan." Dušan of Criamon: Hmm hmm. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: does dusan have magic second sight Dušan of Criamon: Dom 5 is -15 to cast right GM: yea Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Thanks, God. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: let's see dusan's roll. Dušan of Criamon: haha yeah, let's (sweat pearls forming on forehead) Alright the only wall of interest seems the one by the painters I'm going to start with that one silent/subtle Nevio: we should have a guy watching the prayers and see if anyone misses any becasue a REAL monk would never Derfel ap Cadwaladr: i'm good at that. Dušan of Criamon: I thought we were invited to join the prayers Derfel ap Cadwaladr: watching people, at least. Dušan of Criamon: we should have at least someone, if not everyone, at the prayers anyway, wall rolling 1d10!+6 ( 6 ) +6 = 12 Nevio: rip GM: ok you explode into twilight dust is that enough to cast the spell with fatigue? Dušan of Criamon: what do i have to beat, spell level? GM: if it's a spell you know formulaically, and you beat the spell level, it goes off fine Dušan of Criamon: i may have forgotten how this works in my 3 weeks of being a wagecuck GM: if you are short by 10 points or less, you cast the spell, but take a fatigue Dušan of Criamon: yeah level 10 GM: ok The area east of the common room is a set of quarters, one for the abbot, one for the prior, and two for guests Dušan of Criamon: i have eyes and ears in them any persons? any good, incriminating, conversations? GM: No, it's absolutely quiet Dušan of Criamon: Tragic GM: According to your monastic schedule, everyone is taking a siesta about now Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Hmm. Well, villainy usually happens at night, so you might want to wait until then. Nevio: thats just what a villain would want us to think Dušan of Criamon: We should take a walk around Nevio: let's go outside and see if we spot anyone creeping around. "I'm going to go stretch this bum leg." Dušan of Criamon: see if anything suspicious is going on Nevio: Nevio limps out. GM: You are followed closely by Brother Joachim. Octavia: We discover that something suspicious is going on. A group of people impersonating actors are loose and creeping about the monastery. Dušan of Criamon: No! Nevio: Something the GM should keep in mind is that Nevio is narratively incapable of outrunning anyone who is chasing him or chasing anyone else. because of the leg Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: The ol' wound! GM: "Perhaps it would be best to stay indoors, my friend? It is quite warm today and it is easy to get lost in this monastery." Derfel ap Cadwaladr: we could ask the abbot if there have been any recent additions to the monastery Dušan of Criamon: We could soften the blow by first asking in general about how the monastery is doing Nevio: "The sanguine humours are good for my leg. I'll just be taking a circle around the walls and coming back. " Dušan of Criamon: the dredging project too GM: ok do you want to skip ahead to prayers Nevio: the inner walls, I'm not leaving the area Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Good idea, monks do like to talk about dredging, in my experience. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: Dredging the novices. GM: "I see. I will be with your comrades then." And Joachim returns to the commons room. Nevio: What if it's Brother Joachim the whole time... Giraldo of Milan: we have to kill him Octavia: He's the only named monk, making him the culprit. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: what's a balneary GM: actually there are several named monks in your journal. a bath. Nevio: oh, nice. let me examine the monks oh christ thats a lot of named npcs lets get up and get this bread. Dušan of Criamon: I faintly remember brother Ugo! Young, inexperienced, tasked with caring for dying laborers Nevio: It appears the Prior himself is new. Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Hmm. That's suspicious. Nevio: And has only been with the abbey for eight years. GM: he was new last time you were here which was ~7 yrs ago iirc Derfel ap Cadwaladr: let's review the facts: - the guy is like 50 years old - he killed someone with poison Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Hmm. Nevio: I would like to talk to Brother Ugo and the elder Brother Andrea about medicine. Ugo would know about poisons. Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: But how would an elderly poisoner get in with a Benedictine monastery? Giraldo of Milan: really big thinking emoji Octavia: brb Derfel ap Cadwaladr: oh right GM: you're going to the Infirmary nevio? Nevio: Yes. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: brother andrea is also a poisoner, and murdered the previous prior Iirc. Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Yeah but what are the chances its the same guy? GM: what do you base that on Derfel ap Cadwaladr: didnt we literally have an adventure here where that was revealed or am i mixing it up with a different abbey full of sinister monks Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: I think you might be confused. Nevio: I will go to the infirmary, offer my volunteer services as the actor's medic, and ask the brothers if they've seen anything out of the ordinary recently. other than the actors showing up. GM: Nevio, the infirmary only has a couple of laymen servants tidying up at this hour of the day. Nevio: gah. Dušan of Criamon: I'll join Nevio in chances of finding more walls GM: The laymen are surprised but report nothing unusual. Nevio: "When do the brothers in charge return? I'd like to ask them about how a doctor might join the abbey." "How many new people do you get, anyway?" Rabble: "It is always a special occasion when a new brother takes the cloth. Are you really looking for that sort of lifestyle?" They sniff the alcohol stain on you. Nevio: "I've been an actor for too long." Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Such is the life of a wandering shoe salesman, I mean thespian. Nevio: "Got to get right with God." rolling 1d10!-2 Comm Guile ( 3 ) -2 = 1 Heh. Rabble: "I've been with the monastery awhile and seen a lot of people wash out." "You know, youngest sons of the lords or some farmer who thinks the monks have it easy." "They sure change their tune after they realize what temperance is all about." Nevio: "I've never had a fever in my life." "Oh, temperance." "Well, all men can change." Rabble: He looks more interested in sweeping up than hearing your story of epiphany. "None prayers soon, then the brothers go back to work. You'll find the Infirmarian back here then." Nevio: "So nobody joined this monastery recently, to your knowledge? Thank you anyway. I won't take you away from your work any longer." Rabble shakes head and sweeps Octavia: Back. Nevio: I limp back and tell the group what I've discovered, and plan to return after prayers. Octavia: What if they're posing as someone else that they murdered and replaced. Dušan of Criamon: This is a deeper conspiracy than we could ever have imagined Nevio: "A monk told me they get a lot of washouts. Doesn't seem to think anyone joined the brotherhood recently." Dušan of Criamon: johns may well have spent weeks preparing this intrigue Giraldo of Milan: what if johns is our tarrget Rabble: i have a flowchart and everything Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: I mean, you'd need magic to do it. Rabble: i know that you players are advanced investigators and will uncover all of it Nevio: "What if Andronicus lied to us?" Octavia: "What if we go with that first idea, just burn the church down and get everyone just in case?" Nevio: "If everything else goes wrong..." Derfel ap Cadwaladr: oh, we suspected the prior of murdering the old prior not brother andrea, our friend. Dušan of Criamon: i'd like to inquire about both the new prior and the fresca that's being painted Rabble: Are you asking Brother Joachim, monastery servants, or the painter's laborers Dušan of Criamon: I'm gonna do it, I'm gonna personally ask the painters about the fresca Octavia: "Derfel, Giraldo, which one of us is staying sober to watch over the magus?" Dušan of Criamon: I can't let everyone always talk for me, despite the stink Rabble: You get cold, curt answers. "A triptych. The 3 ages of man." Nevio: Who commissioned it, the prior? Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: The Pagan Age, the Age of Christ, and the Age of Mortis. Rabble: "Aye. Prior's patronage." Derfel ap Cadwaladr: the age of death by poison, death by poison, and death by poison Giraldo of Milan: "I think Derfel is." Nevio: Hmm. This Prior gets more suspicious by the minute. Octavia might have to kill him. Octavia: "Sounds good. Let's get that wine, beardie." Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "All right, all right." Derfel ap Cadwaladr drains his cup. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "No more for poor old Derfel." Nevio: I will go bother Brother Joachim before everyone leaves for prayers. "Brother, has the Prior been acting funny recently?" Octavia: I'll go with Giraldo and drink with the labourers GM: Joachim regards the question oddly, and says no. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: I will not watch over the magus, since I have to go keep an eye on the praying monks. Farewell Dusan. Brother Joachim: "What prompts such a strange question?" Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Smart. Giraldo of Milan: I go get wine. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: maybe we're interrupting a deadly game between the two most dangerous poisoners in italy. Nevio: "You usually bring in outside laborers for religious art? I would have thought you'd have a brother making the frescos" "What if they sneak in a nude breast?" Nevio winks Octavia: Alright Giraldo. Let's drink. rolling 1d10!+1+3+1 sta+carouse ( 3 ) +1+3+1 = 8 Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: I mean, monks probably can't make frescos. Nevio: They can try. Brother Joachim: "None of the brothers are skilled fresco artists. There's nothing unusual about bringing into a talented maestro." Giraldo of Milan: rolling 1d10!+4 ( 4 ) +4 = 8 Nevio: "Learn something new every day. Sorry to bother you, Brother Joachim." Brother Joachim: "Maestro Luccese's works decorate cathedrals from Naples to Milan." Nevio: I shrug. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: where'd the prior get the money Nevio: "You'd know more than I would." I limp back to the group. Brother Joachim: The church bells ring for prayer. Who wants to go? Nevio: "Maybe this fresco is a red herring." Dušan of Criamon: I absolutely go time to peoplewatch Octavia: I don't even know what the bells signify, so I stay around drinking Brother Joachim: what kind of sick twisted gm would throw in a red herring like that Nevio: Nice. lol Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "Everything has significance, Nevio." Giraldo of Milan: drink GM: Dusan goes to church. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: derfel goes to church as well GM: He sees all the named Monk NPCs file in. Brother Andrea is helped by Ugo, given his poor visibility. The Prior leads the service. There's a lot of chanting and plainsong. Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Hmm. Nevio: Nevio will limp back to the infirmary and wait for the services to end. Feeling more comfortable around the medical equipment. Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: I recommend exploring the Aedificium next. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: i will survey the crowd, to see if anyone who should be able to follow along is not doing so. Dušan of Criamon: (not knowing what Aedificium means) I see GM: Per + Awareness? Derfel ap Cadwaladr: rolling 1d10+6 per+awareness+keen vision ( 8 ) +6 = 14 GM: Aedificium is latin for -- get this Building. Nevio: nice Dušan of Criamon: rolling 1d10+4 ( 7 ) +4 = 11 GM: (in this case, it's a towering library, with a kitchen on the ground floor) Nevio: oooh i should join a monastery in the 1300s so i can hang out in an aedificium all day GM: Derfel/Dusan: No one seems to be faking it or secretly whispering Satanic intonations under their breath. You note that two of the monks keep sneaking glances at you all, Brother Ugo and the young Brother Rene. glances of suspicion. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: hmm what if i conf. Dušan of Criamon: I've met brother Ugo! I should come up to him and say hello after the services GM: What if Derfel ap Cadwaladr: i'm doin it Nevio: do it,. you did it Derfel ap Cadwaladr: hell yeah GM: hmm Octavia: he did it GM: That's a pretty Wondrous EF Nevio: the young brother rene huh. GM: let me think what it reveals (To Derfel ap Cadwaladr): You note that Brother Rene occasionally glances from you all, to Brother Ugo, then catches himself and refocuses on his prayer. (To Derfel ap Cadwaladr): Wait (To Derfel ap Cadwaladr): Not Ugo -- he looks at Brother Andrea. The blind one. GM passes a note to a player Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Noice. GM: Service ends and the monks silently file out of the church towards their various jobs Nevio sits down in the infirmary swinging his leg back and forth beneath him GM: Ugo and Andrea arrive. Brother Ugo: "We have a visitor, Brother Andrea." Nevio: "Hello! I'm Levio, with the actors." I reach out my hand Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "Did you notice the young sacristan, Dusan?" Nevio: "Are you alright, elder brother?" Dušan of Criamon: (whispering to Derfel) What are you talking about, a sacristy can't be young Brother Ugo: Andrea responds to Ugo with some sort of sign language. Ugo says, "He is fine, don't let his condition mislead you. What ails you today?" Nevio: "I wanted to visit you two because, well, I've got some medical skill of my own, and I wanted to volunteer my services if you needed help around here." Derfel ap Cadwaladr: hey that's what it says in his bio. Nevio: "And if not, maybe we can just talk shop." Dušan of Criamon: oh maybe like the man maintaining it (To Nevio): Can you roll guile Dušan of Criamon: "I've not, what did you notice?" Nevio: he's young, and a sacristy. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: scandalous. Brother Ugo: A sacristan Is one who manages the holy water, candles, and such Dušan of Criamon: Hmm. Brother Ugo: Brother Ugo gestures to empty hospital beds. "We are quite fine for now. And our order prohibits idle chatter without the premission of the Abbot." Derfel ap Cadwaladr: talking about brother rene of course. Nevio: "Why, this wouldn't be idle, we can share our skills." "Perhaps I can learn something from Andrea, or you from myself." Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "He had his eye on us--but also on the blind one." talking about brother andrea of course. Dušan of Criamon: "Interesting, perhaps another conspirator." Brother Ugo: Andrea signals to Ugo again. "Pardon, you are an actor or a doctor?" Giraldo of Milan: hes not a doctor, but he plays one on stage! [laugh track] Nevio: "Uh, actors get hurt quite often. I was trained at Salerno, but I've always had a love of theatre." Brother Ugo: "That's a unique course you've taken! But, I really shouldn't be talking at all without the abbot's permission. Apologies." Nevio: "Well, alright." I make a big show of limping to the door. "One more thing." "If you're not busy." Brother Ugo: columbo style "Yes?" Nevio gestures at the empty beds Nevio: "Could you take a look at my bum leg? I've never been able to figure out why it's like that. Just went numb one day." If I can't find out key information dammit I'm gonna stall them and see if they'll let something slip. Brother Ugo: Ok They look at your leg. Well Ugo does. Andrea can't. What did happen to his leg? Infernalism? Nevio: "No offense, but the elder brother is blind as well as mute?" Brother Ugo: "He is adhering to the oath of silence." "No idle words wasted." Nevio: Could be infernalism. It's a caveat to his blessing/curse of being Unaging. he's in perfect eternal health but also has an eternal crippling flaw. I haven't thought about this origins of Nevio's past. Giraldo of Milan: polio Nevio: lol. Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Classic. Brother Ugo: He confers with Andrea, Ugo in whispers, Andrea in sign language. "Regular bathing of the limb with medicinal herbs is what you need." Nevio: "Ah, of course. I've always had a hole in my studies when it comes to herbalism." "You're quite practiced in the art?" "Or is that all the old master?" Brother Ugo: "Brother Andrea is experienced in the practical aspects of the pharmaceuticae. I'm well trained in matters of chirugy." Nevio rises from the bed and bows to the men Nevio: "Thanks for your help. I won't keep you talking." I go tell the crew that Andrea would know more about poisons than anyone in the abbey, but conveniently can't talk and is blind. Brother Ugo: i think everyone fell asleep Giraldo of Milan: im here im drinking with octavia Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Same. Except I'm not drinking. Nevio: "You think the old man could be our target?" Dušan of Criamon: i'm unsure how to proceed no leads Nevio: "It would be easy enough to pretend to be a blind old man under a hood." Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: You should investigate his cell. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: let's poison a player character and see if it scares anyone up Dušan of Criamon: OK Octavia: What could go wrong? Dušan of Criamon: do I have a chance to sneak to his cells GM: The sleeping quarters are unoccupied during the day All monks below Prior rank share on big room Nevio: well we've got some more named npcs under the subiaco abbey section of the journal Dušan of Criamon: hmm, doesn't sound like there's a lot of privacy for conspiracy Nevio: we didnt check the cellarer yet or the music guy next prayer time, dusan should sneak into the infirmary and look for poisons i don't know what to look for and can't run away if caught Dušan of Criamon: hmm, O GM: ok giraldo is dead Dušan of Criamon: I'm not a poisoner myself Nevio: lol GM: he drank poison and died Octavia: "Woah." Nevio: lol did he Dušan of Criamon: "Worrying" Nevio: good job. i dont kjnow if thats a joke or actually something beardbeard did in whispers GM: he was killed by another pc Derfel ap Cadwaladr: now i just have to murder octavia and derfels status as a unique character will be secured. GM: i can't say more than that. Octavia: Mortis strikes again Dušan of Criamon: unable to solve the mystery, the players decided to set up one of their own GM: you will notice bb is not disputing this at all Nevio: maybe you can find a note in the infirmary that says i am a poisoner, signed blah blah bb is too busy playing DOTA Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Hmm. Nevio: typing jajajaja with the other brazilians Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Hmm. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: playing Auto Chess Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Isn't there a spell that uncovers mundane disguises? Dušan of Criamon: if we're all too low energy we could do this as a two-parter Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: You could try that. Dušan of Criamon: i'm not suggesting it yet but it's an option GM: we could. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: i'm unsure how to proceed. GM: we could just abandon this entirely and someone else GMs next week. im cool with whatever. Nevio: this has been a really fun adventure, it's not my fault certain people just don't look at the screen and mute the tab. no matter who GMs GM: after all, you don't owe Andronicus anything. Octavia: I'm looking at the screen, with the tab unmuted. GM: Consider it Choice & Consequence. Octavia: I'm drinking with Giraldo Nevio: nor is it johns' Derfel ap Cadwaladr: our cover story is pretty restrictive Dušan of Criamon: i'm having a good time and i want to rifle through the spymaster's shit Giraldo of Milan: i am paying attention but like Dušan of Criamon: i'm just unsure how to get to his shit Octavia: we have a very goofy cover story honestly. Giraldo of Milan: giraldos not got a lot for seeing through magic illusions in an abbey Derfel ap Cadwaladr: and i don't want to piss off the church GM: idk who said there'd be magic here Giraldo of Milan: and we dont have any tracks to follow im just here to kill Octavia: I didn't assume any magic GM: Okay so Nevio suggested searching the dormitory Which is unoccupied until 7:50pm Giraldo of Milan: would andronicus really be so petty as to have us murder a complete mundane? Octavia: I'm playing someone with a bizarre outlook on the world so she doesn't want to lower hersefl to talk with monks Derfel ap Cadwaladr: he would. Octavia: Yes, Giraldo. He's a Jerbiton Nevio: lol Octavia: Pay attention, please Giraldo of Milan: sorry Nevio: It would be a slick Jerbiton method of not getting himself Marched. blame us. Giraldo of Milan: good thing we dont have any jerbitons hate those guys Derfel ap Cadwaladr: we could talk to brother rene. Nevio: Brother Rene is, indeed, an Existing Lead Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Fear: Churches doing a lot of work not getting everyone in trouble this game. Nevio: that has been mentioned before. Giraldo of Milan: its funny that he casually commented on how he would support two of our covenant members being marched then asked if wed be up for murdering a guy in an abbey Nevio: lol. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: lol Nevio: I like this Andronicus fellow. Octavia: I'll start killing in broad daylight if asked to Giraldo of Milan: we could just slaughter the whole place while i shout that im mortis Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: He's right that being Marched is just political nonsense and there's no reason to get emotional about it. Giraldo of Milan: two birds with one stone Dušan of Criamon: I disapprove of unprovoked wholesale slaughter Derfel ap Cadwaladr: i have +11 to intimidate brother rene. lets fuck him up, psychologically Giraldo of Milan: lets fuck him Octavia: "Giraldo, who'd you think the guy we have to kill is? All these baldies look the same." GM: o_O Derfel ap Cadwaladr: i have +7 to charm brother rene. Giraldo of Milan: "Probably one of their rabble." Derfel ap Cadwaladr: let's fuck him. Giraldo of Milan: "Wouldn't make sense to make yourself high profile when going undercover." Octavia: "Going undercover in a dump like this, though. Wasn't he some important man before?" Nevio: lets FUCK that young smooth brother. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: Hell yeah. Octavia: "Only kind of person who can pretend to be a nobody is an honourable person, not some sad little poisoner." Dušan of Criamon: laughing heartily, brb Octavia: "They'll be a big deal around here, for sure." Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Makes you think. Nevio: "Someone like Mortis." "Hmm." Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Mortis definitely needs a lot more Reputation XP than he currently has. Octavia: "Bet you 10 florins they're important, not a nobody." Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: He just has 1 point in Court Wizard: Venice. Giraldo of Milan: "Twenty." Octavia: "Ha! Deal." Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: AFK a sec. Nevio: "Poisoners love poisoning wine, right? We should warn the cellarer. " "I'll do that now, in fact. Should do it before dinner." "Or would that be too suspicious?" Dušan of Criamon: back Nevio: we havent interacted with the guy responsible for all the food and drink in the abbey yet and he's probably going to come up if theres a poisoner here. but i dont know how to warn him about danger without looking guilty. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: does he have any reason to murder people here Giraldo of Milan: yes hes a cellarer Nevio: lol. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: he's just in hiding after murdering the visconti guy i thought Nevio: mayb. maybe. Giraldo of Milan: the cellarer is a completely different poisoner Nevio: i don't know, im just trying to check all NPCs for quests or sidequests. Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Try opening up barrels for gold pieces or potions. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: running through the cells shouting "i DARE you to kill me with poison" Dušan of Criamon: attack some crates Nevio: Also something we've been shamefully forgetting to do. Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Hmmm. How many monks are there at this abbey? GM: 30 Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Hmmm. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: let's overpower them in group combat Octavia: Let's Dušan of Criamon: i mean if everything else fails a show of force is a good last resort very guerilla look, we just want the one guy, give us to him nobody has to be crucified Derfel ap Cadwaladr: this is what happens to all those who don't let us perform the passion Nevio: lol Giraldo of Milan: im mortis Nevio: where's this fresco being painted anyway lets go look at it Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Hi Mortis, I violently protect my personal brand. GM: in the church wher eyou had prayers Nevio: oh durr well i wasnt there. but it wasnt anything obviously heretical i guess? Dušan of Criamon: I was was the fresco nice suggestive in an infernal way? GM: it has a high Aesthetic Quality Nevio: Let's go talk to Rene, since he was the other guy Derfel n oticed. GM: do you have Infernal Lore Dušan of Criamon: I start crackling if it's infernal Nevio: or whatever happened. GM: Rene is lighting the candles around the monastery https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/d/d1/Lorenzo_Monaco%2C_Annunciation_triptych%2C_1409%2C_Uffizi%2C_Florence.jpg Nevio: Derfel should take the lead here. nice fresco Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: There he is. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: i will approach stealthily. GM: dex+stealth Derfel ap Cadwaladr: rolling 1d10+1+0 ( 2 ) +1+0 = 3 Nevio: gah GM: You are spotted. Nevio: Spooked him. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: mostly i just wanted to startle him. GM: He spotted you a mile away. Boom Derfel ap Cadwaladr: jesus. "Salve, brother." Dušan of Criamon: GM judo GM: He only nods to you and continues his work. Giraldo of Milan: nice job derfel Derfel ap Cadwaladr: well, nothing to be done here. Nevio: lol GM: he has sworn a vow of silence. cranked! Nevio: jesus. Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: lol Nevio: who was the other npc who was looking at the 2 people who have sworn vows of silence again Derfel ap Cadwaladr: i'll give him the ol' piercing gaze Nevio: yeah! derfel's Iconic Piercing Gaze! GM: You ogle the shit out of this teenager. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: here we go!! Nevio: the ability that's definitely on his character sheet. Dušan of Criamon: Whoo! Derfel ap Cadwaladr looks up what this virtue does GM: also what realm is it aligned to. hahahaha Derfel ap Cadwaladr: By staring intently at people you make them feel uneasy, as if you are peering into their souls. Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: It says what it does right on your character sheet. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: it does! Piercing Gaze is a General virtue and not a Supernatural one. GM: gah Derfel ap Cadwaladr: if he has something to hide he must roll to remain calm Giraldo of Milan: damn i should be there with derfel GM: What happens if he fails Giraldo of Milan: does piercing gaze stack Derfel ap Cadwaladr: uhh it just says he has to roll to remain calm. GM: rolling 1d10 ( 9 ) = 9 He calms. Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Brother Iceman. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: cool. good shit. Nevio: Time for the double. Two quick ones. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: hell yeah. get in here giraldo stare at this teenager silently. Nevio: bb reading Questionable Content archives intently Dušan of Criamon: that's a cruel diss Giraldo of Milan: ok lets go Derfel ap Cadwaladr: lets Giraldo of Milan: I walk up and look at him. GM: You stare at the child. rolling 1d10 ( 6 ) = 6 Brother Rene: "What??" Octavia: "This where you wandered off to? You've got tastes like this huh?" Giraldo of Milan: what if we just kill him and run away and tell andronicus we did it Octavia: I say, showing up later and drunk Nevio: lol Octavia ftw. Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Hmm. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: this guy isn't 50 years old at all Octavia: "Beard was a dead giveaway." Derfel ap Cadwaladr: or is he. Brother Rene: He looks about 16 Octavia: "It's the Greek style after all." Giraldo of Milan: damn. looks like im gonna have to kill octavia Brother Rene: well closer to 12. Nevio: maybe he's unaging like Nevio, who is like 80 and looks 30. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: wait a minute. a 12 year old staring at the faerie freak and the gifted magus isnt unusual at all. Nevio: i just looked at nevios birth age and he was born in 1278. jesus. Brother Rene: have you made his aging rolls Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Hmm. Nevio: no, he's Unaging Brother Rene: you still make the rolls. Nevio: and a grog Brother Rene: then he dies from decrepitude. Nevio: oh. Brother Rene: ok. Nevio: lol. well he's been in a cult for ten years. whoops. Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Nevio realizes how old he is and drops dead instantly. Nevio: the 12 year old has something to hide. Octavia: Nevio should crumble to dust on the spot to keep things proper Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "Why were you keeping an eye on us during prayers, brother sacrist?" Nevio: lets have intercrural sex with him until he gives up the information. Brother Rene: "I'm sorry if I was rude, guests." He bows slightly. Giraldo of Milan: okay now it actually sounds like derfel is trying to fuck this kid Derfel ap Cadwaladr: scared? Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Absolutely. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: jealous? Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Absolutely not. Anyway, if we have a spymaster, he might be hiding his loot around here. Dušan of Criamon: That loot is my entire concern in this operation Brother Rene: the spymaster is made of 50 pawns of untyped vis Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "Don't bullshit me, kid!" Dušan of Criamon: ahhhhh Nevio: Holy shit unreal tournament Dušan of Criamon: I must have it Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "There's something going on in this abbey, and we know it!" i will bring all of my intimidation bonuses to bear. rolling 1d10+5+3+1+3 ( 6 ) +5+3+1+3 = 18 Giraldo of Milan: im going to stand by while derfel makes a child cry Derfel ap Cadwaladr: I will burn a second confidence point. Brother Rene: "Who sent you??" Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Yikes. Brother Rene: nice you are extremely confident in bullying a 12 year old are you happy? Giraldo of Milan: "He's incriminating himself!" Brother Rene: Is this what you signed up for? Nevio: lmao Derfel ap Cadwaladr: Absolutely. Nevio: this is fantastic. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "Where's Spinola?" Brother Rene: hm. rolling 1d10 ( 7 ) = 7 Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "Is Andrea involved in this plot?" Octavia: "Steady on, he barely even looks 12." Giraldo of Milan: I help Derfel corner him. "I'm Mortis." Brother Rene: "I can take you to him. You wouldn't hurt a monk would you?" Octavia: "Yeah, don't hurt him, kid would snap like a twig." Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Smirks paganishly Dušan of Criamon: "Some of us have a conscience." Nevio: Wow. Octavia DOESNT want to murder the kid?! Octavia: "You gotta be careful around scholars. Boy they break easy." Brother Rene: ok you're all together bullying this kid as a party Octavia: I'm on the sidelines with a cup of wine. I came out here since Giraldo sensed a child without adult supervision and came storming over at top speed Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Nice. Nevio: I'm trying to keep Joachim away from the group and am not bullying the kid. Brother Rene: Smart Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "Of course not, kid, as long as you help us discover the truth Mortis here won't hurt you." Brother Rene: He leads you all to the infirmary. Octavia: "Yeah! They don't call him that for nothing, you know." Brother Rene: Inside the infirmary are Brothers Ugo, Andrea, and two servants. Dušan of Criamon: I'm moderating the bullying there should be some, but not too much Brother Rene: Brother Ugo asks if Rene is alright, and Rene says that the visitors wish to speak with Brother Andrea, though they haven't cleared it with the abbot. Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Hmm. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: interesting... Brother Andrea: Andrea makes sign language gesture to Ugo, and says rasiply, "Tend to the herb garden." raspily. Nevio: ooh Octavia: Brother Suspicious Brother Badguy Brother Notamonk Giraldo of Milan: gah i shouldve pilumed this man Brother Andrea: Guy is too busy running away from Aurora to pilum anything Derfel ap Cadwaladr: incredible -- brother andrea has been kidnapped and a tytalus is in his place Nevio: lol Brother Andrea: Ugo steps out. The two servants sweep up the opposite end of the infirmary, out of earshot if you keep your voices down. "Speak," he beckons you. Octavia: I push Derfel forward to speak. Seems to have a knack for it. Dušan of Criamon: subtlety has failed us for the first time, ever let us speak openly Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Come, let us speak as men who don't get married. Giraldo of Milan: good luck derfel dont die Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "You are Signor Spinola?" i have a great plan. dont worry Brother Andrea: "My name is Andrea, of Subiaco Abbey." Derfel ap Cadwaladr: foiled. Nevio: Gah. Octavia: I whisper "Was that the plan?" Derfel ap Cadwaladr glares at Rene. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: that's a "this is the guy, right" glare Brother Andrea rolls some dice Brother Andrea: rolling 1d10 ( 9 ) = 9 He does not meet your gaze. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: crikey Nevio: "-so then he told me to rub herbs on it. I don't even know what kind of herbs!" Nevio whines to Brother Joachim in another room. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "Whatever." "The Jerbitons know where you are. It's not safe here anymore." "Come with us." Nevio: Throw something at him and see if he reacts. Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Hmm. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: ok thats my great plan Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Could work. Brother Andrea: "My station is here." Derfel ap Cadwaladr: let's have voda break in at night and cut his throat that's what voda does, right. murder Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: He could, maybe. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "Don't be foolish, brother." Giraldo of Milan: lets just kill him right here in broad daylight then run Brother Andrea: "I don't think I'm the fool in this room." Derfel ap Cadwaladr: let's kill him here in broad daylight Nevio: oh my god is he an augustan. you stepped right into his trap Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Classic elderly brother move. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: does anyone have any supplementary plans Nevio: lets go steal from the library like its 1325. Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Continue to pressure him, IMO. Nevio: ^^^ Octavia: I stand by in the background tapping my foot and waiting on when the violence begins Giraldo of Milan: kill him, imo Brother Andrea: and here i thought you guys hated ars combat Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Gu hu hu. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "All the guile in the world will not save you when Andronicus comes knocking, Azzone." Brother Andrea: "I don't know the name." "If I had to guess, he is your master and you his hapless goons?" Nevio: lol Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Hmm. Nevio: Technically, he is right. Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Wait, which person is he saying is your master and not mine? Derfel ap Cadwaladr: he is 100% right Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: That last part is implied. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: destroyed by facts and logic Brother Andrea: "Well, are you going to do something?" Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Try dragging him out of the abbey in broad daylight. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: through the streets of rome, directly to vardian's tomb i will channel my Awesome Presence. Brother Andrea: Nice Brother Andrea is blind. Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Whoops. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: he's mostly blind. Brother Andrea updates journal Brother Andrea: He's blind. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: lmao. Brother Andrea: He was mostly blind when you met him 8 years ago. Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: How does he sign? Nevio: rofl. Brother Andrea: He learned the signs before he went blind. Nevio: This guy's smart as a whip. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: there is simply nothing we can do against this feeble old man Nevio: Anyway, we're not trying to kill him, we're just warning him. I guess. Brother Andrea: Finally VT has met its match. Nevio: Unless he's just being a cryptic weirdo he seems to have confirmed that he is the suspect. Giraldo of Milan: i mean he seems harmless at this point Nevio: He could kill everyone in this abbey. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: so could guy Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Yeah, and he's a bad person, not like me. Octavia: "Is he the guy?" Derfel ap Cadwaladr: does he look 50 years old Brother Andrea: about that maybe older you could pin it down with an Intelligo Corpus spell. Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Could work. Giraldo of Milan: h ah a Derfel ap Cadwaladr: i checked and we first saw him after the poisoning Nevio: bwahaha. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "He's the guy." Nevio: octavia teleports next to him and is already impaling him with a gladius Dušan of Criamon: Friends, I hate to say it but I am tired I will rejoin you all tomorrow Brother Andrea: me too Dušan of Criamon: thank you for the game so far johns Nevio drinks another cup of wine and continues harassing Joachim Brother Andrea: good night moe. feel well Derfel ap Cadwaladr: i need to eat some food. Dušan of Criamon: i will, you too Nevio: "Thanks for all of this wine, by the way." Derfel ap Cadwaladr: good night moe. Octavia: "Alright. Magus wants him alive." Nevio: "You sure we don't have to pay you back?" Octavia: I'll walk forward and punch the blind old man to the ground to knock him out Nevio: lmfao. good ending. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: lol Brother Andrea: He cries out in pain. Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: He cries out in pwn. Octavia: "Right, where's the boss?" Brother Andrea: The servants in the infirmary are alarmed. Nevio: Octavia ftw!! Octavia: I lift him up over my shoulder and whistle as I wander out Brother Andrea: Ok, the servants run out and cry murder. Nevio: rofl Derfel ap Cadwaladr: hang on!! i will channel my Awesome Presence at them. Nevio: classic derfel. Brother Andrea: nice Derfel ap Cadwaladr: that's a Brave roll vs 8 Giraldo of Milan: okay Brother Andrea: Also roll Per+Awareness Derfe Giraldo of Milan: lets book it Brother Andrea: rolling 1d10 ( 10 ) = 10 rolling 1d10 ( 5 ) = 5 One of the servants is brave. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: is this a sight-related roll Nevio: gah. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: christ. Brother Andrea: Hearing related Nevio: giraldo attack the servant you can do this Giraldo of Milan: the servants are awed by derfels form, forever etching the details of his face into their minds as he beats up an old man Nevio: lol Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Hmmm. Brother Andrea: Well at least one is. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: he's a pretty memorable guy either way Brother Andrea: The other is booking for an exit. Let's get that awareness roll. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: rolling 1d10!+3 ( 2 ) +3 = 5 Brother Andrea: rolling 1d10 ( 7 ) = 7 Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: I feel like I should have been around to supervise the covenant grogs. Brother Andrea: You are surprise attacked by Brother Rene hitting you with a glass beaker. Octavia: I have No Sense of Direction so unless Derfel or Giraldo is actively leading me, Johns decides where I end up, carrying Brother Andrea Nevio: holy shi Brother Andrea: from behind. Nevio: t! Derfel ap Cadwaladr: holy shit Brother Andrea: at 12 years old I think he's -2 to all stats rolling 1d10 ( 7 ) = 7 Derfel ap Cadwaladr: this kids a real asshole Brother Andrea: thats 9 damage. and you are covered in piss. Nevio: holy freaking crap. Giraldo of Milan: ill lead octavia out Brother Andrea: Giraldo, the situation is spiralling out of control. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: rolling 1d10+2 berserk ( 5 ) +2 = 7 Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Classic NPC turnaround. Brother Andrea: What do you do? Ok. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: "Fuck!!" Giraldo of Milan: "Just run." Derfel ap Cadwaladr: Derfel does not go berserk. Brother Andrea: Do you exit the infirmary the way you came in? Giraldo of Milan: "It's a bunch of monks." sure Nevio: "So, Joachim, how about that weather? It's hot today." Brother Andrea: Ok, you pass Brother Ugo who was waiting just outside the door. Nevio: lol. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: waita minute. does brother rene roll brave Octavia: The best part of this is that we're going to have a load of angry monks following us and then we stop at Dusan and go alright! We brought him! Nevio: lol Brother Andrea: You had your back to him when you used your presence on the servants at the other end of the room. Octavia: and he gets all the blame Brother Andrea: Is my interpretation. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: very well. Nevio: his presence is an aoe i thought, but if you are making it a cone i suppose thats fair. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: its specifically your facial features GM: his awe inspiring back of his head Nevio: makes sense. Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Hmm. GM: What's Celeste's strength and quickness? Derfel ap Cadwaladr: i don't know how wounded i am because the combat rules have been replaced by a bean Nevio: ? Derfel ap Cadwaladr: i will run Octavia: Did you mean Octavia, not Celeste or Derfel Giraldo of Milan: his awe inspiring bald spot GM: Octavia sorry Nevio: he draws a happy face on it Octavia: 2 str, 1 quickness Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: 9 is a Medium Wound. GM: Ok, you can move at a walking speed while carrying someone on your shoulders. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: thank you endrite. the only person in here who isnt an insane troll. let's scram. GM: I take that back. You can move at any speed as long as Encumbrance is factored in. your Encumrbance is 2. Okay guys. Are you heading to the front gate? Derfel ap Cadwaladr: we're basically at the front gate GM: True. Nevio: There's no possible way Nevio is a suspect so he'll leave at his own pace. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: so. Nevio: lol. GM: There are some gatekeepers there who are preparing for your arrival With pitchforks and such Giraldo of Milan: nevio entered with the group of murderers Derfel ap Cadwaladr: that's true. Giraldo of Milan: I'll brandish my greatsword at the pitchfork rabble. Octavia: "Oi, aren't we taking him to the boss first? This is the way out." Nevio: says it louder NO WAY HES A SUSPECT NOPE Octavia: "Giraldo, you led us the wrong way." Giraldo of Milan: conveniently dusan is already there GM: I'm really glad we rescued Nevio so we could get him killed some other way Giraldo of Milan: on the other side of the gate Octavia: lol Giraldo of Milan: waiting for us Nevio: lol Derfel ap Cadwaladr: tune in next week when we resolve rosario's genocidal rampage, half of the covenant's trip to track down mortis's assassin, and nevio's escape from the abbey Octavia: is he really? good old dusan Giraldo of Milan: and moe is not here to tell us otherwise Derfel ap Cadwaladr: Gotta love Dusan. GM: Okay Giraldo. You are facing off against rolling 1d4+1 ( 3 ) +1 = 4 Rabble Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Hmm. I think you should NOT behead them. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: scuffling with a greatsword for 40 damage Nevio: lol Giraldo of Milan: are they actually fighting me well uh GM: They are not goign to let you carry an old man out, yes. Giraldo of Milan: wasnt expecting that one ok fine ill scuffle whats that penalize me for Octavia: "Need both hands for the spear, I'll punch anyone getting near but it's on you two." GM: oh ell yes 5 hours into the session its combat time Nevio: lol Derfel ap Cadwaladr: woot. i will channel my awesome presence. GM: Great rolling 4d10 ( 9 + 5 + 9 + 7 ) = 30 You fail twice Derfel ap Cadwaladr: cool. i prepare to brawl GM: scuffle: -3 to attacks for you giraldo additionally after a certain period of time more servants may join the battle as the alarm sounds. Giraldo of Milan: rolling 1d10!+11 ( 5 ) +11 = 16 Derfel ap Cadwaladr: is there anything i can use as a club Giraldo of Milan: brother andrea Derfel ap Cadwaladr: brother andrea is more of a cudgel Rabble: rolling 1d10!+3 init ( 1 ) +3 = 4 gay Nevio: lol Derfel ap Cadwaladr: does my wound count for initiative Rabble: rolling 1d10!+1+2+2 dfn vs giraldo ( 2 ) +1+2+2 = 7 Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Uh, roll those botch dice, friend. Rabble: whats the damage giraldo great sword +9? rolling 16+9-7-1 16+9-7-1 = 17 thats a heavy wound Giraldo of Milan: its possibly more, as they must check for botch Rabble: that was a 1 on the init roll they're already last in init order Giraldo of Milan: ah Derfel ap Cadwaladr: actually can we move andrea out faster if i help with the hauling Giraldo of Milan: they take a heavy scuffle rest in peace rabble just throw brother andrea over the gate clear out the rabble then resecure him and run Rabble: oh right does not add the weapon’s Damage Bonus to his Damage Total. A Derfel ap Cadwaladr: brb. Rabble: so its actually 1 fatigue level sap nice. they both attack you violently. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: wha thte fuck. scuffling blows. Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: AFK a sec. Rabble: rolling 1d10!+4+2+1 vs Giraldo ( 2 ) +4+2+1 = 9 Giraldo of Milan: scuffling sucks ass im just gonna kill these peasants Rabble: rolling 1d10!+4+2+1-1 vs Giraldo ( 10 + 2 ) +4+2+1-1 = 18 Giraldo of Milan: what the hell Nevio: lol. Giraldo of Milan: you cant do that Rabble: These are Level 50 Peasants. Giraldo of Milan: rolling 1d10!+11 ( 6 ) +11 = 17 Nevio: this is self defense chops head off Giraldo of Milan: rolling 1d10!+11 ( 3 ) +11 = 14 Rabble: Giraldo only now do you notice the red skull symbol over their head Nevio: lol Octavia: lol Rabble: rolling 18+7-14 damage pre soak 18+7-14 = 11 Giraldo of Milan: infernalists. i knew it i have 9 soak Octavia: "Having trouble with them?" I laugh Rabble: you take 1 fatigue. as you are bonked on the head with a Cudgel. Giraldo of Milan: "Fine then." Rabble: Octavia and Derfel are up. Octavia: Ah right, now that we're going loud I'll rip off the stupid cloak they made me wear Nevio: ooh. Rabble: nice Octavia: Then punch the nearest peasant Rabble: That will make you less recognizable in the future You will blend in with all the other 6' tall women wearing Praetorian armor in Rome Octavia: rolling 1d10!+4+3 ( 9 ) +4+3 = 16 6'7 Rabble: rolling 1d10!+1+2+2 dfn ( 3 ) +1+2+2 = 8 Nevio: :jackbud: Octavia: Cant even remember the base damage of a fist Rabble: whats your unarmed damage its just strength Octavia: 2 str Nevio: gauntlet is slightly more iirc if you have gauntlets. Rabble: rolling 16+2-8-1 dam 16+2-8-1 = 9 Giraldo of Milan: what the fuck its summer Rabble: You draw blood. Giraldo of Milan: and theres no wizards here Rabble: is derfel still afk Nevio: gauntlets are +2 dam Rabble: With gauntlets, Octavia draws more blood. skipping derfel for now, Giraldo of Milan: derpfel Rabble: rolling 1d10!+7-1+2 vs Giraldo (exerted) ( 1 ) +7-1+2 = 9 rolling 1d10 ( 1 ) = 1 Miss. Their crudely constructed cudgel collapsed. rolling 1d10!+7-4+2 vs Octavia (exerted) ( 10 + 3 ) +7-4+2 = 18 Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Offensive botches are so much more boring than defensive botches. It's a real flaw for the system. Octavia: Just dodging then rolling 1d10!+1+3 ( 1 ) +1+3 = 5 Rabble: rolling 1d10 ( 10 ) = 10 Octavia: uwaa Rabble: dang still Octavia: 9 soak Rabble: rolling 18+7-5-9 18+7-5-9 = 11 11 damage after soak a medium wound! Giraldo of Milan: "Having trouble, Octavia?" Octavia: "You try fighting one-handed. I said keep them off me, didn't I?" Rabble: sorry, light -- octavia is size +1 Octavia: Wa ha ha Rabble: You get a big owchy bruise on your arm. Giraldo of Milan: thats a huge bitch! [said rules lawyerishly] Octavia: lol Nevio: lol Rabble: im giving cumthinker another 20 seconds Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: G'yahaha. Rabble: wait I think giraldo still needs to attack again so do it. Octavia: dumbthinker rumthinker. hes drunk rumdrinker Giraldo of Milan: ok scuffle the more scuffled one rolling 1d10!+10 ( 9 ) +10 = 19 Nevio: bumstinker. because he pooped his diaper gahahaha Rabble: lol rolling 1d10!+2+2+1-5 dfn ( 6 ) +2+2+1-5 = 6 Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Donald Cumthinker. Boom. Giraldo of Milan: 2 strength 15 damage Octavia: "Stop spacing out, damn Brit." I yell at Derfel, then punch the nearest man again Giraldo of Milan: brit? what the fuck? Rabble: 2 fatigue inflicted Giraldo of Milan: please assign two points of anachronism damage to octavia Rabble: Derfel is too busy preening to attack. Octavia: rolling 1d10!+4+3-1 ( 3 ) +4+3-1 = 9 Rabble: Round 3 Octavia: He's from the province of Britain He's a brit Rabble: rolling 1d10!+2+2+1-7 dfn vs. octavia ( 4 ) +2+2+1-7 = 2 Octavia: 2 dmg Rabble: wow!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Octavia: 2+2 rather. so 11 minus soak Rabble: oh lol. okay you knock him out. he collapses to the ground bleeding profusely from his nose. Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Ouch! Octavia: "And I still beat mine before yours! Ha!" Rabble: Giraldo, there's one left. 18 seconds have passed -- I mean, 3 minutes -- so people in the whole monastery are starting to react. Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Hmm. You should get moving. Rabble: You've blown your Silent Assassin rating just fyi Giraldo of Milan: we didnt assassinate him Nevio tries to get out the door before Joachim, but likely fails Giraldo of Milan: just grabbed him its a grab and smash Rabble: That's why you blew it Nevio: "What in the world is going on out there?" Rabble: Okay Nevio. You and the monks and servants see a fight going on and a monk being abducted or murdered. I'll skip Giraldo's turn because beardbeard is crying in voicechat. Your party may exit the gate now. Nevio: I scream in shock and surprise. And then begin to hobble over to the injured men to treat them. Giraldo of Milan: i am NOT crying Nevio: lomao Giraldo of Milan: i said i was looking forward to more combat but fine Nevio: Secret Superfriends Voicechat Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Beardbeard is having a panny and a melty. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: im back. did we escape Rabble: Apparently. Where do you go now? Giraldo of Milan: home Rabble: Nevio got left behind. Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: lol Rabble: Great. You start down the hill. Octavia: "Hey, where's the magus?" Nevio: I'm trying to treat the injured men. Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: We're so loyal to our employees at Vardian's Tomb. Nevio: lol. Rabble: Great, you are roughly pulled away by the servants Nevio. Octavia: "Oi. Did you leave the magus in there?" Nevio: "Unhand me! I'm a doctor!" Rabble: Also eventually someone thinks to use the Abbot's horse to go get help. Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Hmm. Octavia: I dump the old man on the ground "Magus' safety is our first job, we're going back in there to get him out." Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: I assume he just came out with you. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: i can only assume that johns is being entirely earnest, and beardbeard is in fact crying in a secret voice chat. Rabble: Dusan has escaped into twilight Giraldo of Milan: dusan is out its fine Octavia: Beard is crying on-mic Rabble: Or he was being beaten up by a 12 year old monk Octavia: his mic is stuck on and he cant stop us hearing him crying Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Gwahaha. Rabble: Regardless. I'm having a good time laughing at your inability to murder a blind man. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: Final Battle of the Dark Wizards Rabble: Ok Derfel ap Cadwaladr: We're hauling him out alive for some reason. Rabble: It seems everything is hinging on Dusan's call and he isn't here shall we resolve this in discord later Nevio: "Can't you see these monks are hurt?! I need to get to work!" Nevio is screaming and crying. Giraldo of Milan: the secret ars magica 5e resolution discord Derfel ap Cadwaladr: the call of "did you want your character to stand around and get captured while you were disconnected" Rabble: It turns out that Moe was the lynchpin. We have to stop, and finish this when he's awake again! Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: He was the magus. Nevio: Excellent. A two part session. Rabble: ANOTHER CLIFFHANGER!!!!! Derfel ap Cadwaladr: Nevio will fit right in with the monks. Nevio: lol Derfel ap Cadwaladr: the man practically has True Faith farewell Nevio Octavia: Well all that matters is what Dusan does. If he leaves then I can hand him the old man and complete the mission. Giraldo of Milan: that right there is why youre the best Derfel ap Cadwaladr: tune in next week when the Pope uses divine magic to destroy vardians tomb Giraldo of Milan: Dusan's Quest Old Man 1/1 Octavia: If he's still in there, I'm going to go back and rescue him, as my loyalty is to the magi. Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: What if we didn't rescue Nevio and DUsan? Could be a good plan. Nevio: It just might work. But that's a fun cliffhanger. good game today Mortis ex Verditus, the Terrible, GS, RB, WB, NR, BR, AD: Yeah, I had a good time. Even though I wasn't actually here. Derfel ap Cadwaladr: it was a classic Derfel adventure. Octavia: good laugh when it went loud Giraldo of Milan: play it loud Nevio: I'll take the GEP tractatus.
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