Session Start: Wed Jan 30 17:02:06 2008 Session Ident: #Aeoth 03[17:02:06] * Now talking in #Aeoth 03[18:14:28] * Schneeble (chatzilla@c-71-199-176-204.hsd1.ga.comcast.net) has joined #Aeoth [18:14:43] SCHNEEBLE! 03[18:16:52] * NinjaDebugger is now known as Clarissa 03[18:18:45] * Schneeble is now known as Malcolm [18:26:57] [When we last left our heroes, they had just defeated a white ooze of some kind that looked a lot like snow. Additionally, they unearthed an ancient box of some sort, as well as cleared the way to the stairs up. Or at least enough to get past. Also, they discovered that one of the holes has a pillar of 'reverse gravity' going on. Unfortunately, the hole's too small to really explore, unless Clarissa wants to send her familiar down.] [18:27:20] [They're currently in the larger south tower. Let's see what happens!] [18:27:31] [Session start!] 06[18:27:56] * Clarissa glares at the DM. "Sending a familiar to explore is VERY suboptimal." [18:28:21] [Fine, fine.] [18:28:27] [So is breaking the fourth wall.] [18:28:43] Lucy, can you actually carry that thing with us, or do we need to come back for it?" 06[18:29:52] * Demota sees about picking up the box to test [18:31:06] [Demota is... Wait, why the hell is Demota here?] [18:31:17] [Demota disappears in a puff of logic, dammit. D:<) [18:31:18] ] 03[18:31:35] * Demota is now known as Lucy 06[18:31:37] * Lucy sees about picking up the box to test [18:31:39] [Hehe.] [18:32:28] [LUCY finds the box to be, despite its size, fairly light.] 01[18:33:35] It's pretty light. 01[18:33:49] Might be a bit unweildy because of the size, though [18:37:30] And too big to fit in a haversack. [18:38:37] So should we pick it up on the way out? 01[18:38:48] We should take it with us. [18:39:28] No. We'll pick it up on the way out. [18:41:07] Let's go those stairs. 06[18:43:18] * Lucy marches forth, sans box [18:46:05] [Up the stairs the group goes! It's much like the stairs down in reverse. There's a complete lack of sunlight in this room, the structural integrity being comprimised to the point that the windows have been sealed by fallen rock. Possibly from both directions.] 06[18:47:09] * Clarissa shines her lantern around as she comes off the stairs. [18:49:00] [The area is spartan in decoration: What once may have been a private study has suffered the ravages of time. Frames which may have held canvases of artwork or even documents now lay empty of their contents, some broken, others shattered on the floor, and very few made of stone intact on the walls.] [18:49:53] [A feeling of great dread can be felt as you enter, as something terribly wrong happened here at one point.] 01[18:50:09] Woah. Bad vibes. [18:50:12] Very. [18:51:56] Oh good, bad vibes mean treasure. [18:52:08] Or unspeakable elder evils from beyond the known multiverse. [18:52:15] I was thinking the second one. [18:52:21] [Clarissa clearly is genre-savvy, because certainly one of those lies in the tower. At least.] 06[18:53:01] * Clarissa steps forward, swinging the lantern around slowly, giving the room a thorough search. [18:53:33] [From where she's standing, Clarissa can't find anything terribly unusual.] [18:53:48] [Or interesting beyond the basic box text.] 06[18:53:57] * Clarissa steps forward around the first corner, letting the lantern lead. 06[18:54:27] * Lucy explores [18:56:19] [Clarissa shines the lantern forward, revealing the glint of some metal ahead in the shape of a desk.] [18:56:54] [Just around the corner, that is.[ [18:56:54] ] [18:57:20] Oooh, shiny. Lucy, go see if it hits you. 06[18:58:34] * Lucy puts down the box and steps forward. Carefully. WIth her axe out [19:02:17] [From the floor behind Malcolm rises an unearthly howl as a spectere comes from the floor, slamming its hand through Malcolm's body as Malcolm feels the life force drain out of him from it. The specter sounds vengeful and angry, although you can't tell what it's saying.] [19:03:32] [The undead is dressed in rags that may have been extravagent robes at one point.] 06[19:12:27] * Malcolm stumbles away from the angry spirit and toward the wall near Clarissa, reaching for the orb that the young summoner lent him. His body is surrounded by a nimbus of flame that doesn't burn him, and he manages to point his spear at the spectre. "Back to the abyss with you!" [19:15:55] [The spectere certainly doesn't want to listen to Malcolm and decides to slam him again. It slaps him accross the face, draining the cleric so much that he falls over.] 06[19:17:35] * Lucy steps up to the Spectre, and starts to swing her axe... 06[19:19:45] * Lucy cleaves thorugh the area the spectre is standing in, but the swing simply passes through it. She spins the axe around for another go, which DOES hit. 06[19:22:39] * Clarissa steps protectively over Malcom's enervated body, levels the lower end of her staff at the spectre, and as her gloves flare, she shouts, "MAGIC MISSILE!", sending a quartet of force missiles into the spectral body. [19:23:26] [The spectere is impacted heavily by the magic missiles, and looks like it's about to fall apart. It looks vengeful at the group and Lucy in particular as it reaches for her...] [19:25:13] [And manages to touch her chest through her breastplate, siphoning off her life energy.] 01[19:25:45] Hey! If you wanted that, all you'd have to do is ask. [19:26:02] Lucy! [19:26:28] [The spectere grins.] 06[19:27:11] * Lucy brings her axe up for another pair of swings 06[19:29:15] * Lucy manages to land one of the blows. It's a nasty strike 06[19:30:08] * Clarissa backs away from the advancing spectre, leaving Malcom to it. She levels her staff again, her gloves flare, and with a cry of "MAGIC MISSILE!", the spectre is pelted with rainbows of destruction that tear it apart. 06[19:32:42] * Clarissa bites her thumb and traces a quick circle in the air, intoning, "By pact with the Seelie Court, I, summon thee, Epona!" And then a snowy white unicorn steps out of nowhere. 01[19:33:31] Nice job. [19:33:51] Epona, our cleric's down. Would you pretty please get him up and running again? 06[19:33:57] * Clarissa makes little-girl-eyes at the unicorn. [19:34:03] [The unicorn gallops out of the portal and looks at Clarissa intently.] [19:35:33] [It leans down and touches Malcolm with its horn, a white glow covering his body on contact.] 01[19:37:31] Thanks [19:37:53] [The unicorn then turns its attention to Lucy, touching her with the horn and having a similar effect.] 06[19:38:10] * Clarissa reaches up and gives the Unicorn a hug. [19:38:41] Uungh. 06[19:38:59] * Malcolm sits ups slowly, and drags himself into a sitting position against the nearest wall. [19:39:05] Thanks, Epona! [19:39:09] You're the greatest summon EVER. [19:39:25] I agree. 01[19:40:03] Well, we beat it! 06[19:40:21] * Clarissa sends Epona on his way. [19:40:28] [Epona stands proud as a gush of air comes out of nowhere to blow along its main as light shines from its radiant form] [19:40:43] We, um. We should probably rest and recover. [19:40:49] Also, loot the room! [19:41:15] [And then it vanishes.] 06[19:41:20] * Lucy is already exploring! 06[19:43:04] * Malcolm is already resting and recovering! 06[19:51:26] * Clarissa spread a blanket on the ground and has a nice rest after searching out a small boatload of treasure. 06[19:52:10] * Malcolm skips straight to the rest, as he is feeling rather drained after that confrontation. [19:52:23] [Among the treasure is a bag of holding, a runestaff, another portal charm, some new spells, and a bag fulla diamonds.] [19:54:36] [The night slips by and the watches take their turns. Nothing in the place makes a noise anymore, and the feeling if dread is gone.] 06[19:55:59] * Clarissa snaps her spellbook closed and goes over to the small chest. 06[19:57:00] * Malcolm begins his turn of watch in prayer, as well as in reflection on hideous life-sucking spectres. [19:57:13] [Down the stairs Clarissa goes. The place is errily quiet: the only sound you can hear is the wind buffeting against the window on the other side of the walls and floors.] 06[19:59:34] * Clarissa kneels down, trains her lantern on the writing, and casts a quick spell to learn the language. [20:01:15] [The spell is cast successfuly. When Clarissa concentrates on the writing, for a few moments it looks like it's not actually a language but then things *snap* for her and she can cleanly read what's on the box.] [20:02:07] [The top states proudly that it is 'Nimani's Delightful Cookbox'] [20:02:28] [Beneath that on the left are directions on how to use it and what it does. On the right are saftey precautions.] [20:02:55] Ooooh, this looks promising. 06[20:07:39] * Clarissa pulls a tiny vial out of a pouch at her belt, pours a drop of mercury out into the air, and carefully hefts the box up onto the lovely magical disk as crafted by your friend and mine, Tenser the Lazy. 06[20:08:01] * Clarissa turns the temperature back to "neutral", as well. 06[20:08:33] * Clarissa heads back upstairs, the disk floating along behind her like an obedient puppy. [20:09:23] [Clarissa comes up with Nimani's Delightful Cookbox.] [20:09:44] Guys, check this out. This thing is SO optimal. 01[20:10:19] Oh, cool. What did it turn out to be/ [20:11:39] It's, um... it's like a portable oven. Magical, obviously. [20:11:49] You put stuff in, turn the knob, hit the button, and it cooks the stuff. 01[20:12:13] Ooh. [20:12:55] [Not only cooks! It freezes too!] [20:14:48] Right, so. Malcom, have you done your priestly mojo? 06[20:15:37] * Malcolm tilts his head as he considers the device. "That's efficient. Hm? Oh , right. I can restore the damage done by the spectre, but I need some diamonds. If I have those, the ritual is... pretty quick and informal, really." 01[20:16:00] Ooh, thanks 01[20:16:11] I haven't been feeling too great since it tried to cop a feel. [20:16:41] [ Dayum, I gotta do that some more.] 06[20:17:21] * Clarissa pulls out the small bag she found. [20:17:30] That spectre was probably a cleric of some evil god or other. [20:17:32] check this out. 06[20:17:43] * Clarissa pulls out a couple tiny diamonds, and a mortar and pestle, and makes with the grinding. 06[20:18:37] * Malcolm smiles grimly. "That's two bits of good news. The first is that we removed his cursed spirit from this place. The second is that he was wealthy enough to fund our recovery." [20:18:56] MORE than fund it. 01[20:19:01] Oh, defintiely [20:19:15] There are eight more diamodns that size, and three that make those look worthless. [20:19:36] The guy was loaded enough to bring us ALL back from the dead. 06[20:19:54] * Malcolm uses the diamond dust to restore Lucy and himself to fighting form. [20:20:11] I hope it won't come to that. [20:20:41] Me either. We don't have anybody here to carry us back to a large city. 01[20:22:48] Yeah. 01[20:22:57] Find any other neat things? [20:23:37] A nicely convenient runestaff. Bag of holding full of frozen tropical fruit, of all things. [20:24:15] Maybe somebody used that box on their exotic food. [20:24:45] I think it probably just froze when the magic on this place failed. 01[20:25:22] Huh. 01[20:26:08] Mind if I take that bag? 01[20:26:14] I hear fruit's tasty frozen. [20:26:21] Go ahead. [20:26:48] I don't know what I'd do with two hundred fifty pounds of frozen fruit. 06[20:28:40] * Lucy takes a look at the fruit and uses her Grew Up In An Agrarian Collective skills to judge it. 01[20:32:39] Looks like it's... pretty bad. Even if it were purified by a priest, you'd have to cut the outside away. 01[20:33:04] Probably best to dump it by some plant life and let it return to the earth. [20:33:10] Lucy? [20:33:16] we're in the arctic. It would never rot. 01[20:35:03] Ah well. Let's stuff the box inside. 01[20:35:40] Open it up and let's stuff the fruit in. [20:36:36] You are NOT putting that nasty old fruit in my wonderful new box. 06[20:36:41] * Malcolm chuckles. 01[20:37:50] Aw. [20:38:00] [I'll note that Clarissa's wonderful new box is still full of melted metal and ashes.] [20:42:22] Let's get out of here, we'll leave the box with your horse, Lucy. [20:42:33] And then we can find another pillar and see what we can find. 01[20:42:38] Sure thing. [20:44:51] [Out of the pillar you go. Outside it's, well, freakin'cold again. Moreso than before. There's not as much wind or falling snow, but given the altitude it's still a horrid place to hang out.] 06[20:45:09] * Clarissa is damn glad she has a travel cloak. 06[20:46:25] * Malcolm suffers through the cold. Winter gear is a poor substitute for a travel cloak. 06[20:47:41] * Lucy is coooold. [20:47:56] Let's head for the big pillar in the middle. [20:48:05] Whatever we find there, we're gonna want to be relatively fresh. 06[20:48:17] * Clarissa heads off through the cold towards it. [20:48:17] [The big pillar looms. [LOOM] It promises to have the most loot, being the biggest pillar, right?] 06[20:49:54] * Malcolm trudges toward the pillar as well. "I'm as fresh as I'm going to be." [20:50:52] [Session End!] 03[20:51:31] * Malcolm is now known as Schneeble 02[20:52:08] * Schneeble (chatzilla@c-71-199-176-204.hsd1.ga.comcast.net) Quit (Quit: schleep!) 03[20:52:15] * Zegon (zegond@c-24-15-245-98.hsd1.il.comcast.net) has left #Aeoth Session Close: Wed Jan 30 20:53:55 2008