Session Start: Fri Feb 28 00:00:01 2003 Session Ident: #D&D [14:49:20] [LAST TIME, ON DRAGONSTAR] [14:49:49] [Our party arrived in the Imperial Enclave in Praxilus, the city on the northern pole of the planet of Primogen II.] [14:50:25] [After a few days there, Xivilai recieved an e-mail from someone who wanted to hire them for some reason.] [14:50:44] [After that, they talked about sleep and trancing and Brody wanted to rip off Fiarre's clothing.] [14:50:54] (...) [14:51:21] [We now join our heroes as they walk towards the room they were to meet in] [14:51:24] ( We all want to rip off his clothing. ) [14:51:42] (*...*) [14:52:00] [SESSION 2 LAUNCH] [14:52:04] (You sexy half-Drow beast.) [14:52:30] (/me growls) [14:52:52] ( You can arrive at the room whenever you want. Or you can talk while walking there. Just someone go /me arrives at the door when you're ready ) [14:53:39] * Brody is walking on the edge of the group, dressed in a black t-shirt with a skull inside a red heart printed on it and The Galadreil Experiment printed underneath, a pair of tan pants, and her trenchcoat and backpack. [14:54:27] So, where's this guy? [14:56:21] * Thalan is walking next to Xivilai down the hall. He's wearing a generic grey T-shirt, blue jeans, and a pair of black leather gloves. "In a room." [14:56:37] * Xivilai walks up to a room door and stops at it. "Behind this door, presumably." She's dressed in a tank-top, black sweatpants, and ratty, old-looking sneakers. She somehow manages to make it look good. [14:57:11] * Fiarre is still wearing a mass of clothing. He looks... out of place. [14:57:23] * Brody nods, and stops. [14:57:26] ( Fiarre's got no style. ) [14:57:31] ( EVERWUN ROLLL SAV VS DETH!!!! ) [14:57:43] ( No. ) [14:57:44] (You're telling me. What are you talking about?) [14:58:13] (Do... we have a dicebot?) [14:58:24] ( We... sure don't. ) [14:58:25] -herring.sandwich.net:@#d&d- DMOta invited Dicesuke into channel #d&d. [14:58:25] * Dicesuke (dice@155.92.103.53) has joined #d&d [14:58:30] ( No, we sure don't. ) [14:58:31] ( We... do now. ) [14:58:38] ( Spock... do something! ) [14:58:58] ( * Spock exists.) [14:59:18] ( Cha, is Vince with ye? You might wanna describe him. ) [14:59:22] ( Everyone give Mr. Spock a round of applause, please! ) [14:59:42] ("Roll to see what's behind the door." "...100." "The Tarrasque looks up from it's decanter of wine and takes the pipe from its mouth as you enter.") [14:59:49] ( Hee. ) [14:59:55] ( *Schnee gives Spock a ball made entirely of clapping hands. ) [15:00:50] * Vincent, who is walking next to Brody, is a tall man with pure white hair and golden eyes. He's wearing a finely tailored suit with the holysymbol of the Father on a chain around his neck. He sticks close to Brody. [15:01:37] * Holy symbol of the Father happens to be a golden sun. [15:03:24] (Okay, did you really want us to make a save back there Dem? It's hard to tell when you're typing in all caps and with bad spelling.) [15:03:25] * Xivilai looks Vinent over hungrily and smiles to herself before knocking on the door. [15:03:47] ( 3rd edition has no saves versus death. :P ) [15:03:58] * He's quite handsome, verging on bishonen, and is guite obviously Brody's bodyguard. [15:04:50] * The door opens. Behind it is a tall, slender woman, posessing a somewhat cold, unapproachable beauty. Her skin is fair, her eyes blue, and her long straight hair so blond it's almost white. [15:05:09] * She smiles. "Come in and have a seat." [15:06:00] * Brody eyes her, and smiles slightly, before going in. [15:06:18] * Xivilai nods to the lady. "Of course." She walks in and sits on the largest, coziest-looking piece of furniture in the room. [15:06:22] * Fiarre waits for everyone else to walk in before following. [15:06:26] * Thalan eyes her suspiciously and walks in. "I'll stand." [15:08:11] * Brody sits on a sofa, while Vincent takes his seat next to her. [15:08:31] * Fiarre remains standing, and looks around the room. [15:08:51] * The woman walks and has a seat near the back of the room. It's pretty plain, but decently furnished. It's even got a window, although this is currently the time of year where the northern pole of the planet is cloaked in days and days of near-night. [15:09:24] * A lamp in the corner illuminates the room. If you pull the chain, something tells you it will stop illuminating the room. [15:09:37] * The room may also stop being illuminated if you pull the lamp's plug from the outlet. [15:09:47] * Thalan walks across the room near the window and faces the woman. "What do you want?" [15:10:42] (Demota, something tells me that you might want us to turn the light off later.) [15:11:11] (Gee, ya think?) [15:11:32] * The woman blinks. "As I said in the message, I wanted to hire you for a job. My name is Rebecca Stone, and I'm a reporter for the Imperial News Network... [15:11:52] * There is air in the room. By snorting it through your nose, you can breathe. [15:12:21] Of course, Ms. Stone. And what are the particulars of this job? [15:12:56] I'm here in Praxilus investigating activities of the ISPD that may be in violation of Imperial law. [15:13:18] * She shakes her head. "Though it's no secret that the ISPD is involved with all sorts of illegal activities, nobody's been able to prove it quite yet. [15:13:33] Well. [15:14:12] * Thalan raises an eyebrow. [15:14:19] A few days ago, I caught a lead that just might be some evidence of the ISPD's crimes here in Praxilus... [15:14:41] Oh, really? [15:15:05] Get to the point. [15:15:16] * She taps her datapad a few times, and a picture of a somewhat distinguished-looking human who appears to be of part-orc origin. [15:16:04] I was to meet this man, Korig Freeman. He said he had some information that the ISPD has been supplying modern weapons to both the AFM and Free Nations militias, causing the violent outbursts to further intensify in the city. [15:16:16] (Kill the orc and take his loot!) [15:16:33] He didn't want to deliver the information electronically. He insisted we meet in person... [15:16:53] So. Has he gone missing, or do you wish us to speak with him in your stead? [15:17:08] He's gone missing. [15:18:02] He got into a taxi outside his apartment about... 60 hours ago, from what I've been able to gether. The taxi was stopped at a roadblock set up by the Free Nations militia raiding into AFM territory where he lived. [15:18:27] THe driver was... beaten, but allowed to leave. He drove away and never looked back. I found the driver, but he has no idea what happened to Freeman [15:19:07] Matters get a bit more complicated after that... [15:19:17] Delightful. [15:20:04] Heh. [15:20:10] The militia ran into an AFM patrol on their way back into their own territory, and a fight broke out. The militia got cut off and never made it back across the Green Line. They may be all dead, along with possibly Freeman, but maybe they were able to hide somewhere in AFM territory. [15:20:13] (Sorry, wrong window. Bugger) [15:20:37] So, we're going into a war zone to drag out your contact, then, ma'am? [15:21:02] Basically, I need to know if Freeman is alive or dead. If alive, I need someone to rescue and deliver him and his information to me. [15:21:35] I can offer you a thousand credits each in return for your help. [15:21:57] * With that, Rebecca takes a drink from a cup of water on her desk. [15:22:03] * Xivilai frowns. [15:22:36] Sounds... interesting, at least. [15:22:57] ...Hm. [15:23:01] Quite, yes. [15:23:08] * Thalan crosses his arms. "1 thousand credits to find out what happened to your contact?" [15:23:32] Yes. [15:24:01] Hm. And is this price open to negotiation, either now or after the task has been completed? [15:25:18] Well, what do you have to ask? [15:25:27] ( You guys wanna reduce this to diplomacy checks? ) [15:26:08] Well, I'm not sure. If my friends here feel one thousand per is sufficient, than I shan't press the issue. [15:26:16] * She nods [15:26:49] First off, payment for healing for any wounds incurred during this would be useful. [15:27:15] * Xivilai chuckles. "'Hazard pay', then?" [15:27:40] And, while a thousand credits is no small amount, were we to run into a life-threatening situation, I would enjoy more money, as Xivilai suggests. [15:28:05] I'm... really working on a limited budget here... [15:28:14] I think it would be best to negotiate payment after the mission, seeing as how right now we hardly have any idea what we're going up against. [15:28:27] Well, that would not come into play until after the mission. [15:28:29] I see. [15:28:34] Feel free to ask me any questions. [15:29:00] * Brett (Brett@AC9BA924.ipt.aol.com) Quit (Quit: Food! :9) [15:29:06] Do you have any idea of some of the dangers common in the territory we will be entering? [15:29:20] Well, miss Stone, money is not the only coin we might accept payment in. In addition to the fee already offered, I'm sure a lady such as yourself would know information useful to adventuresome types, yes? [15:29:53] Indeed. [15:29:54] I may have some information... [15:30:05] * She turns to Fiarre [15:30:12] * Xivilai nods. [15:30:44] The only major thing to keep in mind is that Praxilus is a violent city. And if you enter the eastern part controlled by the AFM, it's probably even more violent. You'll need to be armed and prepare to defend yourselves if necessary. [15:31:22] * Brody nods and turns to Vincent. "You ought to suit up before we go, Vinnie." [15:31:25] I make it a habit to be ever prepared. [15:31:38] * She frowns. "Howver, I ask you personally to take care in your use of force. Know who is, and who is not your enemy before you fire. The people of this city have suffered far more than their fair share of violence and bloodshed, and I'd rather not be responsible for giving them more, even indirectly. [15:32:16] * Thalan nods. [15:32:30] I shall try to use disabling rather than deadly force, then. [15:32:50] ( You guys wanna make Diplomacy checks for the cash, or just leave it at the way it is now? 0 [15:32:59] (I'm fine with it.) [15:33:01] ( We'll leave it, for now. ) [15:33:12] (Leave it for now.) [15:33:13] (For now, yes. [15:33:19] ( Alrighty. ) [15:34:17] Thank you for accepting this job... [15:34:38] * She scribbles something on her datapad via stylus pad thingy. [15:34:43] * Vincent (CHBoucher@dialup-67.25.2.169.Dial1.Manchester1.Level3.net) has joined #D&D [15:34:49] Think nothing of it. We're always willing to help a citizen in distress. [15:35:07] I'll be at this hotel for at least another three days. Here's my private number, and other contact information. [15:35:34] * She taps a button, and the info wired to the datapads of anyone in the room who'll accept the send. [15:35:35] * Xivilai nods, takes out her own datapad, and copies the info. [15:35:37] ( +is ) [15:35:49] * Thalan pulls out his datapad and starts typing away. [15:35:55] * Brody takes out her datapad and accepts the info. [15:35:56] * Fiarre takes his out and does the same. [15:36:04] (Datapads are yummy!) [15:36:13] ( Datapads are wai. ) [15:36:15] ( Thalan: You mean, tell it to accept the info? :P ) [15:36:19] * Fiarre pauses for a moment, and notes something else on his. [15:36:32] (No, I don't. I type it in.) [15:36:43] (:P) [15:36:59] ( Ah. So you're using keyboard instead of vocal interface? :P ) [15:37:27] (This time, yes.) [15:37:46] * Stone smiles. "Thank you, but I'm no civilian." She pulls out a golden badge with a set of balanced scales emblazoned on it, with RMS printed on it in fancy letters. [15:38:08] Agent Rebecca Stone of the Royal Marshall Service. Thank you for your assistance. ^_^ [15:38:08] * Xivilai raises an eyebrow. [15:38:11] * Darkheart (MEAT@sdn-ap-029scfairP0105.dialsprint.net) Quit (Ping timeout) [15:39:12] Pleasure doing business with you, Agent Stone. [15:39:28] * She nods back to Vincent. [15:39:40] * Vincent has a deep baritone voice. It's the first time any of you have heard him speak. [15:39:44] * Xivilai smirks. "Well. We're always willing to help you, too. " [15:40:14] So, may we leave? [15:40:20] * Thalan hmms. "Do you have an item that was in his possession? An article of clothing perhaps?" [15:40:23] Yes. But do you have any other questions? [15:40:33] * She shakes her head. "No, sorry." [15:41:30] * Xivilai looks at Thalan and nods. "Do you know where we could find one? Perhaps where he was staying before the incident?" [15:41:32] (I knew I should have gotten something to try to scry with.) [15:41:56] * Xivilai looks at Thalan. "Or would whatever trail you intend to follow be cold by now?" [15:42:22] All I know is that he made his home in the AFM-controlled territory of the Old City outside the Imperial Enclave. [15:42:23] * Thalan nods. "How long ago did the occurence happen?" [15:42:38] A bit under 60 hours. [15:42:44] * Jukor (joshua@adsl-156-56-8.asm.bellsouth.net) has joined #d&d [15:43:00] It'd be too cold to follow, but I would be able to tell who he is when we find him. [15:43:51] I doubt that will be difficult. He will be someone who won't shoot us once they know who we are. [15:44:14] * Brody nods. [15:44:23] The lines are never that clear. [15:44:55] (I'm unfamiliar with scry in general; would I be able to get some kind of clue to his whereabouts if I could find something with which to scry?) [15:44:57] * Xivilai looks thoughtful. "Can you easily tell the smell of an orc from a non-orc?" [15:45:08] * Thalan chuckles. "Who can't?" [15:45:31] * Xivilai smirks. "Touche'. Then it shouldn't be too hard, especially if he's been in a cell all this time." [15:45:51] * Brody hehs. [15:46:30] But... [15:47:00] Yes? [15:47:15] ( Scry? Is that a spell? ) [15:47:17] * Thalan boots up his datapad and starts typing away. "Think we could find out where he lived off of his records? Do you have any more specific information on who he was Agent Stone?" [15:47:18] I shall don my armor now, miss Melbourne. [15:47:26] (It's a skill) [15:47:33] * Vincent gets up off the couch and leaves. [15:47:35] (Skill and a spell.) [15:47:57] * She shakes her head. "I don't know, sorry." [15:48:19] Appearance, likes, dislikes, anything? [15:49:21] ( Gah. BRB. x.x ) [15:49:33] Did he belong to any particular organizations? [15:49:34] I don't know. I only first heard about him when he called me from someplace. Told me to meet him. [15:50:26] * Thalan nods. "Alright, we'll see what we can do." [15:51:25] * Fiarre looks up. "Did he have a high or low voice?" [15:51:41] A deep voice. [15:52:22] * Thalan types a few more times and puts his datapad away. He turns to the rest of the group."We'd better get ready, I doubt this will be as easy as it seems." [15:52:31] Something on your mind, Fiarre? [15:52:49] * Brody nods. [15:53:05] No, simple curiousity. [15:54:04] Ah. [15:54:22] And of course it won't be as simple as it seems. Nothing ever is. [15:54:52] * Xivilai grins. "Otherwise, things would be terribly dull." [15:55:21] And who wants that? [15:56:37] * Fiarre shakes his head slightly. [15:56:59] ( You guys wanna head back to your own room to discuss a plan? :P ) [15:57:04] Well, we're not getting anything done just standing here. I'll see you guys in the room. [15:57:06] (Yeah.) [15:57:18] * Thalan walks out torwards the group's main room. [15:57:35] * Brody nods, and gets up. "Goodbye, Agent." [15:57:42] * Fiarre stands, glances once more at Stone, and walks out. [15:57:47] * Brody walks back, behind Thalan. [15:58:01] * Xivilai nods, stands, and walks back with the others. [15:58:31] (So, how many people said bye? I know I didn't. ~_^) [15:58:51] (One.) [15:58:55] * Stone closes the door after saying "Bye" [15:59:21] * Brody giggles. "Hot damn, if this isn't going to make a great story!" ^_^ [15:59:51] Live through it before you plan to write about it. [16:00:12] * Xivilai giggles in turn. [16:00:45] Hey, if I didn't know I was gonna live through this, I'd still be back in the room sleeping. [16:01:40] Anyway. Ideas? [16:02:26] * Thalan chuckles. "I just wish I knew more about this guy. We don't even know where in the city to start looking for him." [16:02:41] Of course not. We know far too little fo start making a serious plan, as yet. [16:03:46] Xivilai's right. We need more information first. [16:04:27] * Brody nods. [16:04:31] Anything we can find will help. If we an find where he lived, that's excellent. We can ransack his place for clues, and Thalan can pick up his scent. [16:04:43] ( Since it's dark, you guys wanna buy flashlights? :P ) [16:04:51] * Thalan stops at the room's door and opens it. "That would be ideal." [16:04:52] I can probably dig something up on his place before long. [16:04:54] ( Oh, we're not goign out yet. :P ) [16:04:55] (...no?) [16:05:18] (Bah. Darkvision.) [16:05:41] (Hell, do we have a single person *without* low-light/darkvision?) [16:05:51] * Thalan walks in, sitting on HIS chair and starts looking through HIS bag for various items. [16:05:57] ( Nope. ) [16:06:04] (Are any of us human?) [16:06:27] * Xivilai walks in, sitting anywhere and opening her datapad. "His home should be a first to look for." [16:06:38] ( Nope. ) [16:07:05] (Hmm, so should I try to find stuff to scry?) [16:07:11] * Brody nods. "Shouldn't be too hard to find out." [16:07:27] We're also going to need to know something about his captors. Where they would likely hold the hostage. [16:07:34] * Xivilai nods and gets looking! [16:07:38] * Will (Mune@tcsndslgw8PoolB128.tcsn.uswest.net) has joined #d&d [16:07:40] ( Also, if they survived. And where they are if they did. :P ) [16:07:41] ( Yo ) [16:07:43] Yes. [16:07:50] [Hey.] [16:08:09] * Brody nods. [16:08:23] You want Vinnie and I should hit a bar or two and see what I can scrounge? [16:09:01] Sure. [16:09:02] Go ahead. [16:09:04] * Xivilai grins. "Not without me, you don't." [16:10:00] * Thalan pulls out his datapad and starts typing away. "Just don't get hurt too badly." [16:10:16] Sure thing, boss. I'll get Vinnie, you tell me when you're ready. [16:10:36] * Brody ducks out into the hall, into her followers' room. [16:10:38] * Xivilai giggles. [16:10:41] ( Alrighty... what areas are you going to check, Cha? The Imperial Enclave, or venturing out into the Old City? ) [16:11:25] * Thalan looks at Fiarre. "What are *you* going to do?" [16:11:36] Go out, get some food, get to know the area. [16:11:51] (The Enclave first. The Old City if nothing comes up.) [16:12:29] ( Alrighty. ) [16:12:32] * Thalan hmmms and looks out the window. "I suppose a little drive wouldn't hurt." [16:12:39] ( Are you guys going to ley Brody and Vincent go out there alone? ) [16:12:56] ( Xiv is going with, I thought. ) [16:13:08] * Brody waits in the hall for Xivilai, Vincent towering next to her. [16:13:09] ( Ah. ) [16:13:44] * Xivilai comes out, and sidles up to Vincent. Unless he's in power armor. That's *so* not sexy. [16:14:19] ( Oh, the helmet is probably a separate piece. ) [16:14:36] ( Xiv was hitting on clothing-covered Fiarre, yet power armor isn't sexy? ) [16:15:08] * Vincent is, in fact, in a Combat Hardsuit, his helmet under his arm. The suit is painted in shining gold, with a golden sun on the left breast. [16:15:18] ( Fiarre isn't covered in a metal can shapped like a sumo. ) [16:15:33] ( That's not what Power Armor is like, Yu. ^_^;; ) [16:15:36] * Schneeble (schneeble@63.114.152.162) Quit (Quit: Baby don't fear the reape--gkk!) [16:15:51] * Thalan walks out. He's wearing a flight suit under his normal clothing, and he's got a helmet under his arm. "Anyone need a ride?" [16:15:53] ( What it looked like in the illustration. o/` ) [16:16:00] ( What illustration? ) [16:16:03] Sure, T. [16:16:24] ( One of the ones in the equipment section. :P Unless I'm thinking of them backwards. ) [16:16:29] ( Heh. ) [16:16:46] ( That's the Assault hardsuit you were looking at. This one doesn't have mounted weapons. ) [16:16:58] (It's kinda clunky, but hardly sumo-like.) [16:18:22] Sure, it beats walking. [16:18:29] * Brett (Brett@ACA4E05A.ipt.aol.com) has joined #d&d [16:18:35] ( Re ) [16:18:40] ( Re ) [16:18:46] ( Re. ) [16:18:52] ( Rexxorz.) [16:19:33] * Fiarre finishes getting some stuff ready. [16:19:36] * Xivilai has her flight suit on, but she wears it as though it were just more clothing. With style! [16:20:13] * Fiarre walks out wearing, suprise, his normal clothing. "I'll walk. It's easier to find things that way." [16:20:38] * Brody has no visible armor on, still wearing her Galadriel Project shirt and trenchcoat. [16:21:04] Yeah, but what's the fun in that? Oh, right, you don't like it. [16:21:22] * Thalan snaps his fingers. "I know what your nickname should be. The Gothic Rag." [16:21:23] * Xivilai giggles. [16:21:35] Hee. ^_^ [16:21:44] * Fiarre checks his weapon under his cloak. [16:21:49] ( Shall we cut it here and pick up next game? I'm gonna have to run before too long. ) [16:22:03] (...this is going to take forever at this rate. -_-) [16:22:25] (Yeah. We're a bunch of chatty schoolgirls.) [16:22:27] ( Gerk. Alright, we'll cut off. ) [16:22:30] * DMOta is now known as Demota [16:22:32] [END SESSION] Session Close: Sat Mar 01 00:00:00 2003