Start of #Sharn buffer: Mon Sep 14 20:50:01 2009 [17:12:44] [Mol, Dravago 9th, 998 Y.K.] [17:12:44] [While searching for Xev in Stormreach, the party determines that he may have bought a map from the giants living in the Tents of Rusheme` just beyond the predominantly karrn populated district of Grindstone.] [17:12:44] [While making their way through Grindstone toward the giant settlement, the PCs are accosted by aggressive karrn thugs, looking to settle some sort of score.] [17:12:44] [Session Start] [17:12:44] [Roll Init] [17:23:00] * NovaSeaker changes topic to 'Init: Mauz, Johen, Mari, Temper, Aurora' [17:25:41] * Mauz quietly cracks his knuckles. "Well, well, well... what do we have here... gee, I know. Someone asking for trouble!" Mauz simply grins, points and curses... then promptly sends a bubble of something foul and green at the cursed target. Hopefully the ensuing burst drives him into the middle of his allies... [17:27:45] [Johen's Turn] [17:29:27] * ... and the burst does just that, shoving the unconscious thug in the center of his group... where the bubble explodes, striking at the others. [17:32:16] * Johen flips open his tome, and announces a long chain of borderline-unpronouncabile syllables. Beetles begin pouring out of the noses, ears and mouths of the group of thugs, and begin to wander around in the ground, emitting arcs of electricity [17:33:04] [Of the knot of thugs, only one remains standing, with a horrified look stuck on his face.] [17:33:07] [Mari's Turn] [17:34:02] Now, really. If I were a nastier man, the stars would have you. [17:34:13] * Marianysa rushes the remaining thug. "You're wasting our time." She slaps him with the flat of her sword, a deafening impact ringing out. [17:34:50] [The thug is knocked out cold, with a nice long rectangular welt forming across his face.] [17:34:53] [Combat Over] [17:35:12] What's their problem? [17:35:20] * Marianysa sheathes hew sword. "Well, that was pointless." [17:35:27] * Johen claps his tome shut. "Perhaps we should leave, before people notice that we beat citizens senseless in the street." [17:36:04] Hey, maybe we can wake one of them up. I bet they'll be way more willing to talk now. [17:36:06] They attacked first. [17:36:36] They did. [17:36:45] Yep. [17:36:50] And if you want, you can explain that to the angry mob that will come to avenge them. [17:36:54] * Temper lowers his fists slowly. His face is slightly downcast.... you get the feeling he's a little disappointed. [17:36:57] I, however, am heading to the giant camp. [17:37:02] * Johen gets going. [17:37:45] * Temper follows Johen. [17:37:53] No one feels like interrogating these guys on the way? [17:38:27] They're just a bunch of dumb thugs. [17:38:27] * Johen shouts over his shoulder. "Yes! Absolutely! Let's add kidnapping to the pile! We already have aggrivated assault!" [17:38:34] You really think they'd know anything? [17:38:38] * Temper turns back to Aurora. "Why do you think they know anything, Aurora?" [17:38:55] I dunno. No one else was willing to take me seriously. [17:39:04] * Mauz shrugs and continues. He even starts whistling again. [17:39:14] * Temper tilts his head to the side. "I take you seriously." [17:39:22] Thanks. [17:39:54] I guess they might not have seen anything. I don't think they'd have talked to Xev without trying to attack him. And I don't think they'd still be here if they tried to attack him. [17:40:02] Let's go. [17:40:23] * Temper "But Johen is tactically sound in the matter. It would be best if we left before being charged for assault. Though... I am not certain how strictly the Code of Galifar is enforced here. I've witnessed at least half a dozen crimes since this morning." [17:40:36] * Marianysa follows Johen. "What're you bitching about? They jumped US, and I didn't see you restraining yourself from attacking them." [17:41:27] That's true. [17:41:47] But I doubt that their friends and family will see it that way, and the fewer reasons we give them to wish us ill, the better. [17:41:49] * Aurora_L follows along. [17:42:29] * Mauz follows along, looking amused and *still* whistling. [17:42:47] [The cold stares and quickly-closing shutters of Grindstone continue as the group passes through the district, but there seems to be no further confrontation.] [17:44:12] [Finally, the group passes beyond the last lonely permanent structures of Stormreach, besides a wide and ancient stone bridge across a river. Beyond are pavillions, giant-sized tents where the nomadic Rusheme` giants temporarily settle down to trade with the Reachers.] [17:44:26] * Aurora_L looks to the others. "No magic, right?" [17:44:47] * Mauz quietly starts hiding his things. Easy when one wears a nice white cloak and cowl. [17:45:17] No arcane magic, at least. [17:47:29] * Marianysa makes a face at that, but nods. [17:48:08] I believe, given how Aurora is the only one of us who doesn't possess some arcane gifts, that she be the one to speak. [17:48:52] * Aurora_L nods. And approaches the tents. [17:49:10] Fair enough. I might say something I shouldn't. As always. [17:49:39] Quite so, my good man, [17:49:44] * Johen walks after Aurora. [17:50:06] * Marianysa grimaces again. "I...guess so." [17:50:07] [The size-distortion isn't as pronounced as it was approaching Stormreach from the sea, but the tents are actually further than you guessed.] [17:50:57] [Approaching them, you realize that the largest among them is actually a giant-sized version of the Marketplace open-air market, with it's peak nearly a hundred feet high.] [17:52:34] [Giants walk among smaller folk underneath the huge pavillion, doing business.] [17:53:37] * Aurora_L looks for one that might be good to ask. "Excuse me, have you seen an undisguised changeling around lately?" [17:56:13] * Marianysa sighs, shooting Johen a dirty look. "Remember, this was your idea." [17:56:44] * Mauz keeps whistling to himself. [17:58:39] [A giant, minding his wears, notices Aurora approach. He smiles, with a mouth that could fit her whole head inside it.] "Actually, I did. Not a sight you usually see. Is he a friend of yours? Why not buy him a souvengier while you're here?" [He indicates his table, laden with human-sized jewelry, with his huge hand.] "Hand-made by your's truly." [17:59:43] * Aurora_L looks over them. "Ah, sorta. What was he doing out here?" [18:00:56] [The giant shrugs, and when his shoulders drop down, Aurora can feel the slight tremor through the ground.] "Can't really say. Just saw him passing by." [18:01:20] Any idea where he was going? [18:04:26] [Getting bored of this conversation, sensing his chases for a sale slipping, the giant glances about distractedly.] "Sure sure, I saw him walk over that way." [He gestures with a haphazard wave toward the center of the pavillion. Then he looks back, most likely with one last chance for a sales push.] "Now, how bout that souvenginer?" [He smiles amicably.] [18:05:01] * Aurora_L points to a turquoise one in the shape of a snake. "How much for that one?" [18:06:08] [Attention now firmly placed on Aurora and her presence at his table, the giant's smile widens to a genuine one.] "That one? That's a platinum dragon, but for you, how bout 9 galifars.... three sovereigns?" [18:06:40] * Aurora_L nods. "That sounds reasonable enough." [18:07:18] [The giant claps, a sound like a small but close thunder strike.] "Excellent!" [18:08:56] * Aurora_L pays for the item. "It's supposed to be a surprise." [18:09:42] Alright, thanks for the help! [18:10:53] * Mauz yawns a little, scratching his head. [18:10:53] [The giant nods.] "If I see him, I won't tell him you bought it. Oh, and by the way, now that I think about it I do recall him heading toward Ahnuulat's Cartography tent, just outside of the pavillion over.... there." [He points to a specific tent, just across the outer circumfrance of the pavillion... in the same general direction of where he haphazardly gestured before.] [18:11:05] * Aurora_L nods. "Perfect. Thanks." [18:11:30] * Aurora_L pockets the trinket and heads back to the group, looking a great deal more cheerful. [18:12:36] ... so, is it true what they say about giants? [18:12:46] * Mauz flashes a mighty, mighty shit-eating grin. [18:12:58] That they make fantastic jewelry? [18:13:22] ... you're ruining the joke here. [18:14:10] * Marianysa facepalms, giving Mauz a disgusted look between her fingers. [18:14:55] Says he went over to.. Ahnuulat's Cartography tent. Just outside the pavillion. [18:15:33] Oh, wonderful [18:15:41] If we're going to follow, we roundabout it. If you were someone who had a handful of goons on his tail, wouldn't you be expecting someone? [18:16:11] * Temper looks to Mauz. "He knows we're goons?" [18:17:06] Well, at least he was helpful. [18:17:25] * Marianysa looks at the piece of jewelry Aurora bought. "...how much did you pay for that?" [18:17:47] * Mauz eyes Temper. "I would trust someone that slick to be covering their tail." [18:17:58] He said it was 9 galifars. .... and 3 sovereigns. [18:18:12] But he said he'd keep our visit here quiet. [18:21:03] * Phanos (rustangel@ip-114-188.atvci.net) has joined #Sharn [18:21:30] * Marianysa blinks, breaking into a smile. "Good going." [18:21:49] * Johen laughs. "Excellent." [18:23:14] Alright, so... to the Cart tent? [18:23:53] Absolutely. [18:24:14] I still say we shouldn't approach too directly... but eh. [18:24:55] Well, maybe someone else should go this time [18:24:58] [Aurora leads the party to the tent the giant merchant pointed out to her, stearing through the stalls set up under the pavillion. Giants of all sizes, from merely twice the height of a man, to as tall as maple-trees, wander the encampment. Some have skin tones similar to the ranges seen on the humans of Khorvaire, while others are fairer, like elves, and even a few with a greenish tint.] [18:28:55] [They reach Ahnuulat's Cartography, a tent nearly twenty-feet high but still eclipsed by other, larger giant tents in its vacinity. It stands out by the large circular map of the world on the flap of the tent, painted onto the fabric with metallic paint.] [18:30:25] "It occurs to me at this point, ladies and gentlemen, my preferred vernacular is distinctive enough for it to tip off anyone that wishes to pursue us. Would you mind if I spoke normally?" [18:30:46] * Temper stares at Phanos. "You speak Common." [18:31:11] * Aurora_L blinks. "It's totally fine." [18:31:25] That's, uh, go ahead, Phanos. [18:31:25] "Quite so. Very well then." [18:32:31] * Phanos empties out his spliff into a pipe, lighting it and smoking it in a surprisingly sophisticated fashion. "Let's ask these gents about a map." [18:33:48] * Marianysa blinks again, nodding. [18:35:00] ... I like you the other way, but eh. [18:36:06] "I enjoy my regular speech patternings as well, Mauz, but we need to throw off a trail. When we return to the wilds, I will resume it." [18:36:30] * Mauz shrugs. "Guess that'll do." [18:38:36] Well, go right ahead. [18:38:55] Good luck. [18:40:35] [Phanos takes a step into the tent. It is a wide, open space, lined with racks and racks of rolled-up scrolls. In the center, several globes of various sizes and accuracies surrounded a large table, twenty feet on a size, displaying a huge map of Eberron.] [18:41:15] [In the corner, nuzzled between to large racks of scrolls, a baby land-shark sleeps with an earth-rending claw covering its eyes.] [18:41:19] two* [18:41:54] * Phanos grins. [18:42:58] [Beyond the huge map dominating the center of the shop-tent, a fifteen-foot-tall woman with slightly purplish skin, tattooed or marked by arcane designs, turns from placing some scrolls on the top shelf of a rack. She grins happily.] "Welcome to Ahnuulat's Cartography. Here to browse, or looking for something specific?" [18:44:47] * Mauz eventually slips in as well, looking suitably mysterious and a little bit bored. He's mostly looking around, though. [18:46:21] * ... or was, until he catches a glimpse of the shopkeeper. "... tall mug of ale right there," he mutters under his breath. [18:48:05] * Aurora_L puts away her new piece of jewelry so she doesn't get too associated with it [18:48:45] "We're trying to locate an individual." [18:49:07] [The female giant, most like Ahnnulat herself, strikes a dashing figure. She's dressed for travel, in leather armor that doesn't impede her movement.] [18:49:30] "Afraid I don't do people, just places." [18:49:55] "Ah, well, I can fix that." he turns to the group. [18:50:03] * Mauz dodders over and looks up at the nice lady. "Huh. So, you've got a lot of travelling done in your time?" [18:50:18] "My memory eludes me. Did Aun carry anything distinctive on his personage?" [18:51:04] "Hard to say, with the Traveler's Curse. Could be that I only traveled a single mile in my life." [18:52:23] [Mauz gets a nice up-close and personal view of Ahnuulat's rather shapely legs. She stands with a hip cocked, smirking down at him, obviously catching on to his interest.] [18:53:11] * Phanos turns. "Well, what *are* we looking for a map of?" [18:53:58] * Phanos looks to the giant woman. "Unless you've seen a changeling who doesn't bother disguising his appearance, then you might not be able to assist." [18:55:09] [Ahnuulat looks up from Mauz.] "Oh? Actually, one of those was in my shop earlier. Could I interest you in purchasing a copy of the map he bought?" [18:55:19] "Yes." [18:55:41] "By the way, that's a lovely pet you have." [18:57:42] [Ahnuulat smiles, making her even more attractive, if, again, either of their heads couldn't fit entirely within her mouth.] "Why thank you. I found him in the Menechtarun. Poor thing was dying of thirst." [18:58:21] "Pardon- how much for the map?" [18:58:51] [Ahnuulat's smile turns shrewd and calclating.] "Five hundred gold." [18:58:59] calculating* [18:59:20] * Mauz seems to be just a little more entranced than usual. "Huh. Well... I guess you definitely fit the sort who owns the roads beneath your feet." [18:59:33] * Phanos clears his throat. "I'm afraid I rearrived short on funds.." [19:00:41] [Ahnuulat continues to smile.] "You're in luck, I plan on an extended stay. I'll probably still be here until later this month. More than enough time to round up the galifars." [19:02:06] Heh, I think I like you. Classy and crafty. [19:03:23] [Ahnuulat looks down at Mauz and laughs.] "You're cute, shrimp." [19:04:44] * Mauz beams -- a compliment is a success! "Thank you very much, milady. A wise man taught me that sometimes you just have to stand out a little and catch others' eyes." [19:05:46] [Ahnuulat continues to smile down at Mauz. She looks as if she's considering something.] [19:06:29] [Finally, she smirks.] "How do you feel about drinking strange potions?" [19:06:59] * Phanos smirks [19:07:17] So long as I wake up afterwards and everything's in one piece, I'm golden. [19:07:34] * Mauz nods a little. "Name's Mauz, by the way. Mauz the White." [19:08:40] [Ahnuulat laughs, genuinely amused by Mauz's banter.] "Well, I can promise you'll wake up in one piece after drinking the potion... I make no guarantees about the morning." [19:10:11] * Mauz just grins Phanos' way. "A little danger keeps things interesting, milady." [19:10:20] [Ahnuulat looks over to Phanos.] "Sorry sir, the shop will be closing momentarilly. Would you like to make any purchases before it does so?" [19:11:16] "I'm good." [19:11:25] * Phanos smirks, patting Mauz on the back as he exits. [19:11:44] * Aurora_L waves to Phanos as he leaves the tent. [19:13:40] [Aurora and the rest of the party see a baby bullette follow Phanos out of the tent, parking itself right in front.] [19:13:48] [Mauz does not exit.] [19:14:00] "Mauz is having intercourse with that giant mapmaker in order to get us the same map Xev had." [19:14:10] Wait, what? [19:14:34] * Marianysa stares. "...'scuse me?" [19:15:21] "I think I spoke clearly enough. He was on a table, vivisected for who knows how long when we found him. Don't hate him for it." [19:16:01] I'm not hateful, I'm just surprised. [19:16:06] ... I should probably stop being surprised. [19:16:36] * Temper looks between them. "Intercourse?" [19:16:53] I'm not...hating. I'm just...well, whatever works. [19:17:00] "That's right, you clankers don't have any nuts, do you?" [19:17:17] "Damned shame, old sport." [19:17:25] * Temper tilts his head at Phanos. "I am constructed with approximately three hundred nuts and bolts." [19:17:28] It's a... biological thing. Like eating or sleeping. [19:17:53] "Except instead of it being a mundane experience, it is something intense, intimate." [19:17:56] * Temper looks at Aurora. "It involves two individuals?" [19:18:18] "Consider it a sharing of bodies. It is how we make more of ourselves." [19:18:56] * Temper's eyes brighten slightly. "Oh! Sexual reproduction." [19:19:07] "Indeed!" [19:19:34] * Temper looks toward the tent. "The probability of that being performed in that tent is.... slim." [19:19:43] "She had a potion." [19:19:59] "Likely one that made Mauz..larger, and likely perform better too." [19:20:02] [Over the din of the marketplace, you can hear some appropriate noises.] [19:20:20] * Aurora_L flushes red. [19:21:07] ...well, maybe we should just, uh...leave him to it. [19:21:19] * Marianysa very pointedly does not look in the direction of the tent. [19:21:22] * Phanos repacks his pipe calmly, sitting back. "Indeed." [19:21:34] * Aurora_L nods nods. "R-right." [19:21:46] * Temper nods. "This is true. Sexual reproduction does not require more than two participants." [19:21:53] * Phanos fades into flowerblossoms, reforming as a wolf, smoking a pipe. [19:23:51] [The rest of the party busies itself with browsing the marketplace.] [19:25:40] "If any of you ever come across the curious device known as a flying hook, I would greatly like to have it." [19:25:59] What's that? [19:26:29] "I am no longer a creature of flight." [19:26:46] "Pah, nobody lissnen'. No wingymon." [19:26:55] "Not no moah." [19:27:09] You mean, like, a grappling hook? [19:27:30] "Lemme asky dem bones bouts our Aun, ya. Grapple-flyyee hookgirl." [19:27:41] "I remembahs seein' one somewaeh." [19:28:19] * Phanos moves to an isolated area, renting a room for an hour if need be. [19:31:18] Sure, I'll keep an eye out. [19:32:02] What the heck is a flying hook? [19:33:41] * Phanos approaches a giant lady-of-the-night. [19:34:01] * Phanos reappears as a man, of course. [19:34:36] [Phanos has a rather hard time finding one so obvious. As a nomadic culture, that kind of service is usually performed on a case-by-case basis.] [19:35:57] I don't think I've ever heard of an item like that. [19:36:58] "Pardon me, madame, I was wondering if I could pay you for your services. I am a ritualist, and I'd like to essentially rent your space to cast a spell." [19:37:52] ((I'm approaching a common homeowner here." [19:37:54] )) [19:37:58] [A giant woman hanging her giant-sized laundry out to try on a line hung between her tent and a neighbor's turns to Phanos. She blinks down at him.] "No common." [19:41:19] * Marianysa goes to look into this flying hook business. [19:41:32] * Phanos grunts, looking to Aurora. "Listen, I need to go into the woods." [19:41:53] [Mari begins formulating an idea for an automated grappling hook.] [19:42:21] * Temper looks at Phanos. "I will acompany you." [19:42:42] "Very well. I need to perform a ritual." [19:43:00] * Temper tilts his head. "I am unsuited to that task." [19:43:06] "We shall return in approximately one hour." [19:43:12] "Just look over me, then." [19:43:21] * Temper nods. "That was my intention." [19:43:45] * Phanos turns, padding off again as a wolf., his pipe seeming to have materialized along with it with a fresh packed bowl. [19:47:31] [Phanos and Temper walk off opposite the direction of Stormreach, heading toward the edge of the jungle. It's hard-going as the vines are thick between the tropical trees and foliage.] [19:48:20] * Phanos finds a darkened jungle clearing, looking to Temper. "I don't let nobody watch dis notimes." [19:48:28] reappears again, this time wearing his familiar tribalized shamanic gear. He paints his face with a skull, as it had used to be, then begins sketching an elaborate sigil onto the ground. [19:48:50] * Temper nods, then turns his back to Phanos. [19:49:33] Any ideas, Mari? [19:50:02] I think I could probably make somethin like what he's asking for. [19:50:15] What.... was he asking for? [19:50:19] I wans't totally clear. [19:52:47] Sort of an automatic grappling hook. Attaches itself instead of needing to be thrown. [19:52:59] Huh. That sounds useful. [19:53:34] * Phanos (rustangel@ip-114-188.atvci.net) Quit (Read error: Connection reset by peer) [19:53:46] * Phanos (rustangel@ip-114-188.atvci.net) has joined #Sharn [19:55:31] * Phanos sets skulls into the ground in a concentric, spiraling circle. The skulls float to Phanos' height as he rises, spectral forms riding up from the ground with similar posture. [19:56:00] "We been looky fo' why dems fishymons be callin' us dem destroyahmon, why we done showed up in dat pearl, ya?" [19:58:56] [The spectral lower-jaws below the skulls all open in unison, and speak the draconic words of the Prophecy: [19:58:56] The light is taken, and made dim, and made mad. [19:58:56] Through its madness, it is reborn. [19:58:56] The light's rebirth heralds the destruction to come... [19:58:56] At this, the voices trail off, and the skulls lower back to the ground as their spectral bodies disappear slowly.] [19:59:10] I wonder what he wants it for. [20:00:02] * Marianysa shrugs. "Misses being able to fly?" [20:01:01] Ooh, that might be it [20:01:19] "We dem supposin' we be dem light den mon." [20:01:46] * Phanos recollects the skulls, placing them reverently into an ornate box, then puts it back into his pack, which seems to be bottomless. [20:01:49] * Temper nods, still facing away. "That is a sound deduction." [20:04:27] * Temper "Should we return to the cartographer's tent? Sexual reproduction does not usually last this long, if I recall correctly." [20:04:39] * Phanos nods, treading off. [20:04:52] * Temper follows Phanos back. [20:05:43] [The party reconvienes outside Ahnuulat's Cartography. After looking around, they find Mauz sitting at a bench, drinking.] [20:06:09] Uh... hi Mauz. [20:06:58] * Mauz is drinking... water for once. Staggering, really. On top of that, he's got a case sitting next to him. He looks surprisingly calm, all things considered. [20:07:07] * Marianysa eyes Mauz, eyebrow raised. "Have a good time?" [20:07:07] "Wheah e be eaded mon? Gottdem mapas?" [20:07:36] * Phanos (rustangel@ip-114-188.atvci.net) Quit (Read error: Connection reset by peer) [20:07:41] * Mauz calmly offers said case... then grins just enough. "I have no complaints." [20:08:37] * Phanos (rustangel@ip-114-188.atvci.net) has joined #Sharn [20:10:46] * MZ (rustangel@ip-114-188.atvci.net) has joined #Sharn [20:10:54] We've only been in this town for like.. a day. [20:11:34] * MZ is now known as Phanos` [20:11:43] "We got someweah to go." [20:12:00] * Phanos (rustangel@ip-114-188.atvci.net) Quit (Ping timeout: 180 seconds) [20:12:13] * Phanos` is now known as Phanos [20:12:52] "I got taste fo jungle, ya?" [20:13:34] What's in the jungle? [20:13:41] Aside from the obvious. [20:13:55] "Aun probably ain't eah." [20:14:32] Anyway, folks. We have a map. Who's got a taste for some danger? [20:14:59] Not me, but if it'll take us closer to Aun... [20:15:22] "Yammon! We's in! Les go!" [20:17:18] * Aurora_L looks at the map. [20:17:18] * Temper "I actually have a very limited sense of taste." [20:17:24] * Mauz stands up and drains his bottle. "Anyway. Ruins. The nice lady had a name for them: Cavarat Leibel Shakaroz, That rings a bell for anyone?" [20:20:18] ...not in the least. [20:20:59] [Phanos is suddenly stricken, his pupil-less eyes flashing with a light that blind anyone looking at his face.] [20:21:22] Not me. [20:21:58] * Marianysa shields her eyes. "...Phanos?" [20:22:13] Woah, what's going on? [20:22:31] * Phanos suddenly gets a panicked look in his face, speaking in a voice that isn't his own. "Th... rds...o.....st...b....aled" [20:22:31] [The light from Phanos's eyes fade just as quickly.] [20:23:20] * Mauz glances over. "..." He shrugs, then goes back to finishing getting water back into his system. [20:23:29] "No, me no know nuttin we can eah wit dem bells, mon." [20:23:44] * Phanos doesn't seem to have been coherent of the experience. [20:24:48] * Temper stares pointedly at Phanos. [20:25:06] You said something, Phanos. [20:25:10] Bells? [20:25:23] * Temper nods. "It wasn't your voice." [20:25:37] Couldn't make it out, though. Sounded kinda scared. [20:25:38] "I know mon, We said "No, me no know nuttin we can eah wit dem bells, mon." [20:26:39] * Temper shakes his head. "No, you were shouting in terror, but only parts of words. Like a malfunctioning speaking stone relaying a message from the front lines of battle." [20:27:06] * Phanos shrugs. [20:27:14] "Can't make no sense of it nobody noway." [20:27:35] Maybe it'll make more sense later. [20:29:00] "Gots dem bad feelin." [20:29:13] "Can't walk no uddah path, eh? Les go." [20:29:28] * Temper looks to Mauz. "Does that map tell us how to get there?" [20:32:16] Far as I can tell, nope. It'll work for a portion of it, and even then it's not reliable, so we're gonna need a local guide. [20:32:24] ... no, I'm not going to fuck the guide. [20:33:02] ... right. [20:33:30] "Les' ask bout someone done been dere, be dem livin' or dead an' buried near." [20:33:39] So we'll have to find a decent guide. Then figure out how much it'll cost us. [20:33:57] What's that second half supposed to mean? [20:34:01] * Temper looks to Aurora. "Xev hired a Wayfinder, did he not?" [20:34:29] "We knows ow' ask dem dead questions. Remembahs from blackskin." [20:34:53] He did, yeah. [20:35:08] "Got a bit mo' profficy." [20:35:24] * Temper looks to Phanos "Do you think these ruins are well-traveled enough that someone from there is burried in Stormreach?" [20:35:28] * Marianysa looks at Mauz, frowning. "But we know that it's where Xev went?" [20:35:59] I'm hoping Xev DOES lead us to Aun... [20:36:03] * Phanos looks to Temper, and shrugs. "If we goes out and finds us a fresh body wat know weah it be, we jus' bring it back." [20:37:34] * Temper scratches his temple. "Can you speak common again?" [20:37:49] Hrm. He is speaking comm-eeh, nevermind. [20:38:09] "I'm able to raise the dead. If we can find a fresh body that was travelling there, we have a guide already paid-n-full." [20:38:18] And look, it's the same thing. So it's a guide or nothing. Hell, no telling if we'll get to the same spot, but better we try than do nothing. [20:38:33] "Let's just hire a guide here." [20:39:23] * Aurora_L frowns. [20:39:33] Let's leave raising the dead as a last resort. [20:39:49] * Temper looks at Phanos and nods. "Ah, I understand now. But, I am wondering about what a low probability that would be. Also, would hiring a guide be more expensive than bringing back the dead? Your plan seems... too complex and hinging on uncertainties." [20:40:59] * Temper blinks. "Oh, you agreed. Sorry. When I am focused on tactical thinking, I become... distracted." [20:41:51] * Temper looks back at Stormreach. "Are we returning through the Karrn district?" [20:42:01] "Indeed. Whenever the method is highly impractical, my mind will likely gravitate towards it as a solution. Sometimes, when the obvious solutions are not present, it can be an asset." [20:42:20] * Phanos looks to Temper. "Soun' fine by memon." [20:43:09] Hm. [20:43:16] Is there another way back? [20:43:23] It might be good to lie low after what happened this morning [20:43:42] "We can looks to hire a guide from here." [20:46:11] * Mauz rolls his shoulder a little. "Yeah. Anyway... sooner we find one, the better." [20:47:47] "Les ask Chubz." [20:48:01] Johen? [20:48:16] "Yammon." [20:48:18] Yeah, he seems to know plenty. [20:48:22] * Marianysa frowns slightly. [20:48:24] [Johen looks up from the book he's been reading?] [20:48:31] * Johen "Ask me what?" [20:48:34] [Session End.] [20:52:37] [500 xp earned] End of #Sharn buffer Mon Sep 14 20:50:01 2009